Use your “freedom to serve one another in love” it’s clearly written in scripture…
But there are days that I cannot help say, “Are you kidding me?!” How does one pull out of such a situation where everything in you wants to cry, scream, yell and fight!
Oh, look what word caught my heart just now– “Fight.”
I believe my identity is in a constant power struggle. At least it can, and drift far beyond boundary borders, if I do not anchor deep with the heart of Jesus. Hmm, do you remember Hebrews 6:19?
‘This hope is a strong and trustworthy anchor for our souls. It leads us through the curtain into God’s inner sanctuary.” NLT
… That anchor keeps such steadiness for me after crashing waves have been pulling in uncontrollable directions.
In fact…I had experienced those crashing waves heavily about a year ago that caused such a surrendering of my drowning soul in the most darkest waters. I remember clearly one day how I saw myself. It was like I was next to this very thick chain attached to a large anchor at the bottom of rough, deep, and murky sea. Then leading upward from the chain was a very simplistic wooden row boat. There above was glimmers of sunlight. It was Jesus right there and he could see me. His hand reached in the sea where I laid to hide, where I thought I could escape everything. Funny too, because it was only when I yearned soo deeply for God and after headed along the desert, the mountains, and the rocky lands that finally I reached out for Jesus’ outstretched hand. It was at a place where I just wanted to retreat. Even so, I had devoted my life to God long long ago and I don’t even remember how I got to the bottom of the sea but there I was. Thank you Jesus for the love and peace you placed upon me as you lifted me into the boat with you. So glad I didn’t resist.
As for now, I start thinking how can I let the Lord move before me, and around me, and above me and within me, if I don’t surrender all of me? It’s there that righteousness begins to breath and freedom emerges through our mighty Savior. I ask the Lord to cleanse me with my repentant heart, then he places remembrance in my heart, mind and soul… God has graciously equipped me through the years.
The Lord is my strength! “You armed me with strength for battle; you humbled my adversaries before me.” 2 Samuel 22:40
“Awaken from slumber,” I hear: Remember where you come from and what you have been through and why you have pushed through for so long… The Lord has taken you far and there’s far more to go but remember what is placed on your heart. Warrior you are equipped!
I guess I had been forgetting who I was and what I was truly fighting for… I am not made to be weak, fearful or easily distracted. I was believing the lies and falling out of place. I guess that was why ‘serving in love’ was getting so hard.
I feel armor being placed back upon my chest, my arms steady to receive and it is pressed in place. Avoidance and untruths have no place here anymore. I am valuable. I have purpose.
Arise. Spiritual weapons are waiting… Stand up, and stand strong.
“When the angel of the Lord appeared to Gideon, he said:
The Lord is with you, mighty warrior.” Judges 6:12 NIV
Thankful God never lets us forget who we are.
With Love, Jeanette
Jeanette has worked in church ministry, lead in women ministry, and is passionate for caring for the hearts of individuals. She lives in Southern California with her husband and two beautiful children. After being blessed with several years at home dedicated to caring for her beloved family, she re-entered the work force in 2013…Trusting in the Lord entirely along the way.
Her outward heart and passion for people has grown from God who has shown his continuous amazing and abundant qualities of love in her own life. She often sees her visionary self as faithful warrior. At times worn, dirty and strong, or carried in a sea of tirelessly galloping hooves among a mighty army, and sometimes preparing and polishing her weapons as she watches the enemy from a distance running a muck…this fighter in her has many years of training and living now in righteous blood, of which is shed for all of us. She believes her journey has far greater places to travel onward, knowing there is heavy labor ahead yet wants nothing but to pursue our God of great wonder.