Taking heed to the spiritual abscess

What we take in, is either healthy or unhealthy. Not only does this apply to our physical bodies, but to our spiritual self as well.
IF you ever had an abscess or boil then you know it can be extremely painful. They seem to know the most inconvenient and sensitive area on the body, to attach itself to, and grow until it bursts.
Over the years, I’ve learned to appreciate these boils/abscesses because they serve as a reminder- how good our bodies are designed. IT is the body’s way of saying “Hey you’re taking in something that I consider foreign and toxic, and I don’t like it. So, I’m getting rid of it.”
As a diabetic, I used to consume a lot of sugar. I still injected insulin, but I ate what I wanted, having no restraint and no self-control. I’d get these abscesses in various parts of my body and didn’t know why, until I learned.
We do what we do until we know better- and it’s quite alright. Why? Because our suffering will never go in vain…it’s there to help others, who are going through the same thing.
Consider how these abscesses form in the spiritual realm.
What we consume, all the negativity transferred from tv shows, movies, news, social media and music, places a stronghold of demonic influence over our lives. Really, where else is it going to go?
There’s no way, I can watch horror flicks, movies of violence and drama, listen to music that talks about sex, drugs and money, engage in gossip and complaints with family and friends, read online bullying remarks, listen to the news which is their versions of hate, crime and anguish in the world…and expect a peace of mind and a joy-filled me. IT’s impossible to walk away from all of that with increased faith, hope and love. Trust me, I’ve tried (not one time but numerous times) and it doesn’t work.
All the unwarranted things that I consumed, in turn, manifested into a spirit of heaviness. It’s like a dark cloud that followed me everywhere I went. Everything was a struggle. I felt like there was no fight left in me and defeat started to call me name.
Why?
Because the demonic influence grows into a spiritual abscess, that’s filled with infection. The pain is excruciating because the pressure has built up in a sensitive spot: like the spirit and soul. Yet, I thank God for the process: for letting me know there is something I’m taking in, and it’s not conducive to growth.
We must use our spiritual filter- the Holy Spirit to lead and guide us into all peace and righteousness. We must use restraint and have self-control when it comes to the things not of God.
I end with this- if you experience inconsistency in your mood and behavior: one day you’re up, the next you’re down, take inventory of what you’re consuming. You could very well have a spiritual abscess that needs to be released; meaning, it needs to be popped. And the only One I know, meaning the only doctor I know that specializes in spiritual abscess, is Jesus! Not only does HE heal it entirely, HE also protects you from reoccurring ones.
I’m not implying to never watch the news, movies, tv shows, read posts on social media, and listen to music ever again- just be aware of what you’re taking in. Listen to spiritual news (sermons), read good news, God’s word, the bible. Pray. Watch spiritual movies and tv shows and listen to gospel and Christian music. These are the remedies that will uplift the heaviness and pop that spiritual abscess!

What Concerns Me, Concerns God; And What Concerns God, Concerns Me.

I don’t know about you, but I appreciate the times I get to drive by myself. Because it gives me alone time with Jesus, to pray, to hear Him speak to my heart; I really cherish these moments.

Yesterday, I had a meeting that was thirty minutes from the house. So, I used this quiet and alone time to talk with God, to pray to Jesus, and thank the Holy Spirit for moving on my behalf, and on the behalf of my children. I was strengthened with each minute, more and more. I was encouraged because I spoke the word of God in Jesus name and thanked the Holy Spirit for turning things around, for moving things around, for orchestrating a series of events, as my pastor would say, to fulfill God’s will.

By the way, the meeting went great!

I left, headed on the highway, and traffic was moving slow. I noticed the coolant dial was quickly rising to hot. To me it was fast. For a second, I thought, I hope this car doesn’t start smoking. My heartrate increased, and I said to myself- Oh No!
I grabbed my phone, to call my son. Because I remember a few days prior, out of the blue he asked me the last time I had a tune-up. “The car has never been tuned up” I replied. So, I thought about his timely words and wanted to call him. Maybe he could direct me on what to do in the meantime.

But right when I picked up the phone, the Holy Spirit said “Pray.” And I did. I spoke out loud: “Bring it down, Holy Spirit; bring it down, Holy Spirit; bring it down, Holy Spirit.” And the gauge quickly came down.

At the same rate it went up, was the same rate it came down.

What had just happened, called me to pray for another thirty minutes. I was reminded of the power of God. Some would conclude it as a coincidence; I conclude, it was a work, a sign, a move- a blessing from God!

As a result, I had new thoughts. For instance, it was a reminder that my concerns are God’s concerns. I meditated on that word, concern. How this word concern is similar to the word passion. It was like I was having a thought exchange with God, asking and revealing the difference between concern and passion. On that ride home, I voiced all the things in life that concern me. For some reason, it was easier for me to navigate internally, my concerns, versus what am I passionate about. If you asked me, “What is your passion?” I sometimes struggled with the answer because I wasn’t sure of its definition. I’ve heard others define passion as that thing that keeps you up at night. You go to bed thinking about it, you wake up thinking about it. Nothing really moved me like that, except for God. So, I conclude that my passion in life is God! Meaning, all things pertaining to God. And my concerns, well there are many…

I am concerned about preserving the beauty, awe and wonder of our planet. It saddens me when I see oil rigs in the ocean because I know what they’re doing- disrupting the ocean floor and penetrating a part of our planet that needs to be untouched. I drive a car that requires gas. However, at that moment, I declared that when I receive more than enough money, I will purchase a solar generated car.

All the litter I see on the roadways and highways in St. Louis are disturbing. Its more than a sore sight to see, its disrespectful to the land we live on. So, once I got home, I googled all I could find about the litter laws and who to contact. I proposed a new idea and I am confident, the Holy Spirit will make some things happen and change will occur.
Child molestation concerns me. Prevention is necessary and teaching is key. As they say, knowledge is power so I will be praying about that platform.

Single parenting, past wounds, generational curses, exposing societal and familial lies- all concern me. I will be praying about that platform as well.

Diabetes and diet concern me. More research needs to be done on the effectiveness of low carb diets in the treatment of diabetes. Low carb changed my life. And no doctor pointed me in that direction, I had to find out for myself. On the ADA (American Diabetes Association) website, they have a section for “Superfoods”: beans, fruits, sweet potatoes and whole grains. In my experience as a diabetic for thirty years, and a nurse for fifteen- these foods are not superfoods for a diabetic; they’re harmful because they raise blood glucose and require more insulin. Along with other community members, I plan on meeting with House Representative Ann Wagner, sometime in August, to discuss this concern.

In addition, I was reminded of something important out of this experience- to speak what I need and desire.

Because what concerns me, concerns God; and what concerns God, concerns me.

All in all, if that gauge never rose to hot, I wouldn’t have prayed and talked to God like I did. HE used that as an opportunity to teach me some things, to remind me of the power of prayer, to show HE is always there for me! And now I’m sharing with you.

All glory to God! Let us Bless His Holy Name!

Resting in the hands of Almighty God

Last weekend, I held a ten pound infant in my arms. We were at a church event and all the kids were having a blast! There was laughter, food, games and music. Everyone was having a good time.

Holding this baby in my arms was an important task. I had to shield him and protect him from all hurt, harm and danger- seen and unseen. I even felt compelled to protect what we heard.

The music was blaring; yet, he wasn’t bothered. Not as nearly as much as me. I thought: his ear drums are like the size of peanuts, his lungs the size of tea bags and his brain, the size of an apricot. All I wanted at that moment, was to shield this precious new child from a secular world.

Today, I reminisce on this. God feels the same way about us. He’s holding us in His hands. Wanting to shield and protect us all from the ungodly contents of this world.

So, on this day Lord God, I thank you! I thank you for new grace and new mercy on this day. I thank you for covering me. I feel your mighty, compassionate hand on me. I pray this day be a day spent, that is pleasing in your sight. I pray for the opportunity to share your goodness, to uplift and encourage whosoever is in need of your word. For all that you’ve done for me, how could I ever repay you? I love you Jesus! I love you Holy Spirit! I love you Heavenly Father! In Jesus name, I pray, Amen.

Focus on Giving What God Gives You

Human nature says: I give to you now you owe me.

God Almighty says: It brings Me glory to give you gifts that will profit you and bless others.

Question to Ponder: Are we using the gifts God so graciously gives us, to build-up others?  As Christians, we should never leave a man behind.  That’s not the path of wisdom.  

The Focused Ant

It’s something how I can be fixated on one particular thing; especially if it’s fascinating. Like, ants. Yes, the insect ants! I don’t hear what they’re saying to each other. However, by the way they move, I can sense what they’re communicating. The other day I videotaped a group of ants, attempting what I thought was the impossible. They worked to get this wasp down a crack in the pavement. Amazingly, at some points I would see the wasp shift a millimeter, but that was about it.
Fast forward to some time later, the ants were successful. But how? During my observation, they never stopped to take a break. They kept at the same pace. It was amazing. They knew exactly what to do and that was: keep working that thing. It was like they had no choice in the matter.
We’re different than the ants. In the way, we have a choice to abort the mission. We have a choice to say “Whatever- the kingdom is good. God will get the glory at a different time, or in some other way. Just not now because this is impossible and I’m tired.” But to the ants, that queen must eat to reproduce. End of story. They know nothing else. What if I had the same mentality as the ant? Just what if- I approach God’s purpose for my life with a one track mind like the ant? Of course, we’re more advanced than the ant. But just think for one minute- what if we take the same focus as the ant and surround ourselves with others that are just as focused. Surely, we can get a lot done here!

 

I AM my own best friend.

I’m sure the rapper Ice Cube was referring his song: “Check Yourself Before You Wreck Yourself” in a different manner than what was revealed to me.  Nonetheless, this song title says what I know to be true.  I have to check my inside voice because she’s here to wreck havoc- she’s vile!  And dangerous.  And she kills confidence and dreams.  She disparages very hope I wish to have.  She’s uneducated- because she only has one train of thought.  She’s obnoxious and intrusive.  And she was apart of me.

I wondered why the advice I tell others is not the I tell myself.  My council to myself is so mean: “You need to do this.  You should do this.  You gotta be better- better- better…” But my advice to others, even new people I don’t know, is always uplifting and in love: “You can do it.  You’re awesome.  Trust the process.  You’re not perfect, no one is.  Be gentle and kind with yourself.”  It’s always words of hope, founded in the word of God.

I understand, many of the things that happen in my life are to build upon what I already have- it’s character-building at its finest.  God is in the character-building business.  Even though, I understand this process, I’d typically look at opportunities as something I may mess up.  So anxiety is there because perfection is there then I miss the lesson.  The opportunity is there to refine character.  And our inner voice should serve as a moral of support.  To help build something in us, that we usually don’t realize it needs to be built. When people say “Listen to your inner voice” that’s only effective if your inner voice serves you into your best self!

Therefore, it’s time to replace the criticizing voice with the sincere, motivating life coach. It’s time to cast out that disapproving, nitpicking, judgmental, faultfinding, unsympathetic, belittling voice inside.  And welcome the voice of stillness, kindness, gentleness, praising, accepting, love, sympathetic and understanding- my authentic voice!  My voice of innocence and wisdom that makes me faithful and true! 

Affirmation: I AM my own best friend. 20190503_105016_00006181359640949167477.png

 

 

 

 

To Love Like a Child:

“I love you John” my four-year old daughter said to the elderly man I take care of. He didn’t say anything.

“I said, I love you John” with a little more ‘umf’ in her voice. He kept walking away.

“Mom- John didn’t say anything. He didn’t say he loves me” she said with suspicion. Obviously, she did not understand why someone we cared for, wouldn’t say those three important words.

To prevent further uncertainty in that four-year old soul of hers, and to stir up empathy in his, I said: “Hey, John- Sahar said she loves you. I think you hurt her feelings when you don’t say it back.”

“I-I-I-I-I-I love you Sahar” he stuttered. He kept walking away.

Immediately, she smiled and did a full twirl with her arms wide open. It was evident. She found what she was looking for.

Since then, this same scenario has happened quite a few times; but yesterday was different.

After my four-year old told John she loves him, with eye contact and a smile, without any directions from me, he declared “I love you too!”

That moment was a breakthrough!

The Holy Spirit revealed something profound to me this morning that I hadn’t considered before. My four-year old had displayed what God wants to see in us. To love those who need love but aren’t easy to love. There are millions of people who are so hard to love that society gives up on them. We’ve developed this narcissist type of attitude: I don’t have time for this. Shoot, if he/she doesn’t want my love, so be it. I will not force something they obviously don’t want.

But what if Jesus had this same type of attitude? Where would you and I be? Because I can say with confidence that we were not the easiest ones to love. But God being who He is, a God of love, made it His mission to show you and me, that: I truly truly truly do love you!

The Parable of the Lost Sheep found in Matthew 18:10-14 describes the importance of showing that one lost sheep, that he/she is not forgotten. Love will bring back the lost because it’s the weapon that conquers fear. A little child never gave up in professing her love to someone who didn’t reciprocate it back. She didn’t allow offense and feelings to hinder her mission. She pursued a need with determination- and she won! John won! Jesus won! Love won! This is the face of victory!

Love today, those you see left behind and forgotten. Through our actions and declaration of love, their hearts will be mended internally to receive what God’s trying to give them.