Quiet yet singing His Praises
Where do I start?
Let me start with a week ago last Saturday. My great aunt passed away. She is in heaven and not in any more pain and for the first time in years is walking and jumping for joy and not in a wheel chair.
I woke up last Monday morning about the usual time for a Monday (see I don't have to be at work until 11am Monday so I sleep in a little bit ), but I had this feeling that for a couple hours I couldn't put a name too......Finally about half or three quarters through my day I was finally (thanks to a conversation with a friend) able to put a name to the feeling. Unsettled. Unsettled was the word I was looking for to identify the feeling that I had woke up with. I also had this "I could cry at the drop of a pen" feeling on top of that unsettled feeling. Finished Monday with the same unsettled feeling I woke up with.
Tuesday woke up with the same feeling . Unsettled. No idea why. By the end of the day Tuesday I had finally been able to deeply laugh (thanks to some friends) which was great. As I sat in my studio enjoying the cool breeze, crocheting and listening to the normal sounds of the area I live in I suddenly felt this great pressure on my chest. It was not physically painful like my heart was giving out or anything but a great pressure that made it hard for my spiritual and mental heart to breath. I sat freaking out slightly paralyzed for a time until I was able to reach for my phone (after deep hopefully calming breaths) to answer text messages from a couple of friends. I was able to tell them this feeling I was having and finally able to through text tell them that Jesus was going to become a Conqueror in my house that night. It wasn't until I text them the name Jesus that I was finally able to say His Name out loud.
By this point in time I am sitting on the hallway floor of my house in tears crying out with my physical voice the Name of Jesus. His Precious Name. There is Something ABOUT THAT NAME.
I wrote things that I know on the walls of my house in pencil. There's Just Something About that Name is next to my piano in the studio. I am a Daughter of the One True King. I am no longer a slave to Fear. I'd rather have Jesus. It is Well with my Soul. All you have to do is look and you will find these and many more on the walls of my house in Pencil.
I dug into my Bible app on my phone and the Passage that broke the Demon and sent him scurrying out of my house was Psalm 91. I read it silently. I read it silently again. I read the whole passage out loud and the demon left. Jesus was/is the Victor again.
1 am and I am finally able to go to bed but it still took a while and a conversation with another friend before prayerfully falling asleep.
8 am Wednesday morning. I am at work....bleary eyed and quiet. Worked with a couple of coworkers on a seasonal change project and was better the closer 5 pm got until one of the two I was working with received a phone call saying his dad who had not been doing well all summer had passed away. my other coworker and I had all we could do to not just bawl at that point. I finished my work day and headed to the first night of Awana which went well. God taught I did not. He just used my voice.
Thursday is my day off and Wednesday night I was like " I am not going to set an alarm. I am just going to sleep until I wake up". Que God. He woke me before 6 am Thursday morning with this intense need to pray. I started praying and decided to check on a family fb page and realized that cousins of mine had lost their 13 year old son to the brain tumor he had been fighting, about 45 mins before I woke needing to pray. I also found out some friends had lost their grandpa that same morning. By Thursday evening I was still going but functioning on empty or the equivalent when I met some friends for dinner. We hadn't caught up in a very long time and ended up back at my house talking until 2 am.
I made it through Friday somehow....with a 20 min lunch break nap and spent a fantastic evening crocheting and visiting with some more friends.
Saturday I went quiet. I just needed quiet. Work was not the place for quiet but quiet I went. I worked 730 am until 845 pm Saturday and got a lot accomplished. And it was good to be distracted and busy all day. At least for my brain. By the end of Saturday I found out that there are five families(that I know about through family or friends) in this world that are grieving the loss of a loved one. For those that might read this that are any or part of those family my heart empathizes with you. And I have been praying God's strength and love over you.
I wasn't going to push myself to make it to praise and worship practice this morning at church or even push to make it to church but I am so glad that God woke me before my alarm this morning.
Ladies and Gentlemen.
First off let me tell you this. If anyone tells you or has told you there aren't Demons in this world.....Run from that person as far and as fast as you can. THERE ARE DEMONS IN THIS WORLD!!!! And they were fighting hard this last week. On so many fronts, in so many different people's lives this last week. They are real. They do exist and the only Person who can conquer them is Jesus Christ.
Second. The bullitan at church this morning had Psalm 91:2 on it. God keeps bringing it up in my life. So let me take a min and share it.
God gave me this passage to speak His words to give Him the victory.
The last week is a prime example of why it is so so very important to memorize Scripture, to be in the Word studying it, to be in Church to learn more about Him.
It is only through those things that I am capable of putting on God's full armor and doing battle with a Demon and only because of God's Words that I can honestly say that my house no longer has a Demon . God won the victory. Because God is MY Refuge. God is MY Strength. His Strength is Perfect when MY strength is gone. Completely and utterly gone.
There will be more Demons and deceivers and liers and more battles to be fought until God calls me home, but I am a Daughter of the One True King. I am no longer a slave to fear. And I will don the FULL ARMOR OF GOD and go to battle for the One True King, Who is Able, and who's Name I bear on my lips.
"Because at the Name of Jesus every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord"
"God is good, all the time, He put a song of praise in this heart of mine.God is good, all the time, Through the darkest night, His light will shine God is good, He's so good, God is good, He's so good, all the time."
(Original lyrics)[1]
"When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to knowa
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Refrain:
It is well, (it is well),
With my soul, (with my soul)
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
A song in the night, oh my soul!" b
[a "know" (at the end of the third line) was changed to "say".
b "A song in the night, oh my soul" (last line)
was changed to "Even so, it is well with my soul".]
Don't quit singing. No matter the trial. As hard as it is His blessings are more abundant than the trial!
Let me start with a week ago last Saturday. My great aunt passed away. She is in heaven and not in any more pain and for the first time in years is walking and jumping for joy and not in a wheel chair.
I woke up last Monday morning about the usual time for a Monday (see I don't have to be at work until 11am Monday so I sleep in a little bit ), but I had this feeling that for a couple hours I couldn't put a name too......Finally about half or three quarters through my day I was finally (thanks to a conversation with a friend) able to put a name to the feeling. Unsettled. Unsettled was the word I was looking for to identify the feeling that I had woke up with. I also had this "I could cry at the drop of a pen" feeling on top of that unsettled feeling. Finished Monday with the same unsettled feeling I woke up with.
Tuesday woke up with the same feeling . Unsettled. No idea why. By the end of the day Tuesday I had finally been able to deeply laugh (thanks to some friends) which was great. As I sat in my studio enjoying the cool breeze, crocheting and listening to the normal sounds of the area I live in I suddenly felt this great pressure on my chest. It was not physically painful like my heart was giving out or anything but a great pressure that made it hard for my spiritual and mental heart to breath. I sat freaking out slightly paralyzed for a time until I was able to reach for my phone (after deep hopefully calming breaths) to answer text messages from a couple of friends. I was able to tell them this feeling I was having and finally able to through text tell them that Jesus was going to become a Conqueror in my house that night. It wasn't until I text them the name Jesus that I was finally able to say His Name out loud.
By this point in time I am sitting on the hallway floor of my house in tears crying out with my physical voice the Name of Jesus. His Precious Name. There is Something ABOUT THAT NAME.
I wrote things that I know on the walls of my house in pencil. There's Just Something About that Name is next to my piano in the studio. I am a Daughter of the One True King. I am no longer a slave to Fear. I'd rather have Jesus. It is Well with my Soul. All you have to do is look and you will find these and many more on the walls of my house in Pencil.
I dug into my Bible app on my phone and the Passage that broke the Demon and sent him scurrying out of my house was Psalm 91. I read it silently. I read it silently again. I read the whole passage out loud and the demon left. Jesus was/is the Victor again.
1 am and I am finally able to go to bed but it still took a while and a conversation with another friend before prayerfully falling asleep.
8 am Wednesday morning. I am at work....bleary eyed and quiet. Worked with a couple of coworkers on a seasonal change project and was better the closer 5 pm got until one of the two I was working with received a phone call saying his dad who had not been doing well all summer had passed away. my other coworker and I had all we could do to not just bawl at that point. I finished my work day and headed to the first night of Awana which went well. God taught I did not. He just used my voice.
Thursday is my day off and Wednesday night I was like " I am not going to set an alarm. I am just going to sleep until I wake up". Que God. He woke me before 6 am Thursday morning with this intense need to pray. I started praying and decided to check on a family fb page and realized that cousins of mine had lost their 13 year old son to the brain tumor he had been fighting, about 45 mins before I woke needing to pray. I also found out some friends had lost their grandpa that same morning. By Thursday evening I was still going but functioning on empty or the equivalent when I met some friends for dinner. We hadn't caught up in a very long time and ended up back at my house talking until 2 am.
I made it through Friday somehow....with a 20 min lunch break nap and spent a fantastic evening crocheting and visiting with some more friends.
Saturday I went quiet. I just needed quiet. Work was not the place for quiet but quiet I went. I worked 730 am until 845 pm Saturday and got a lot accomplished. And it was good to be distracted and busy all day. At least for my brain. By the end of Saturday I found out that there are five families(that I know about through family or friends) in this world that are grieving the loss of a loved one. For those that might read this that are any or part of those family my heart empathizes with you. And I have been praying God's strength and love over you.
I wasn't going to push myself to make it to praise and worship practice this morning at church or even push to make it to church but I am so glad that God woke me before my alarm this morning.
Ladies and Gentlemen.
First off let me tell you this. If anyone tells you or has told you there aren't Demons in this world.....Run from that person as far and as fast as you can. THERE ARE DEMONS IN THIS WORLD!!!! And they were fighting hard this last week. On so many fronts, in so many different people's lives this last week. They are real. They do exist and the only Person who can conquer them is Jesus Christ.
Second. The bullitan at church this morning had Psalm 91:2 on it. God keeps bringing it up in my life. So let me take a min and share it.
1Those who live in the shelter of the Most High
will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
2This I declare about the Lord:
He alone is my refuge, my place of safety;
He is my God, and I trust him.
3For He will rescue you from every trap
and protect you from deadly disease.
4He will cover you with His feathers.
He will shelter you with His wings.
His faithful promises are your armor and protection.
5Do not be afraid of the terrors of the night,
nor the arrow that flies in the day.
6Do not dread the disease that stalks in darkness,
nor the disaster that strikes at midday.
7Though a thousand fall at your side,
though ten thousand are dying around you,
these evils will not touch you.
8Just open your eyes,
and see how the wicked are punished.
9If you make the Lord your refuge,
if you make the Most High your shelter,
10no evil will conquer you;
no plague will come near your home.
11For He will order his angels
to protect you wherever you go.
12They will hold you up with their hands
so you won’t even hurt your foot on a stone.
13You will trample upon lions and cobras;
you will crush fierce lions and serpents under your feet!
14The Lord says, “I will rescue those who love me.
I will protect those who trust in my name.
15When they call on me, I will answer;
I will be with them in trouble.
I will rescue and honor them.
16I will reward them with a long life
and give them my salvation.”God gave me this passage to speak His words to give Him the victory.
The last week is a prime example of why it is so so very important to memorize Scripture, to be in the Word studying it, to be in Church to learn more about Him.
It is only through those things that I am capable of putting on God's full armor and doing battle with a Demon and only because of God's Words that I can honestly say that my house no longer has a Demon . God won the victory. Because God is MY Refuge. God is MY Strength. His Strength is Perfect when MY strength is gone. Completely and utterly gone.
There will be more Demons and deceivers and liers and more battles to be fought until God calls me home, but I am a Daughter of the One True King. I am no longer a slave to fear. And I will don the FULL ARMOR OF GOD and go to battle for the One True King, Who is Able, and who's Name I bear on my lips.
"Because at the Name of Jesus every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord"
"God is good, all the time, He put a song of praise in this heart of mine.God is good, all the time, Through the darkest night, His light will shine God is good, He's so good, God is good, He's so good, all the time."
(Original lyrics)[1]
"When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to knowa
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Refrain:
It is well, (it is well),
With my soul, (with my soul)
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
A song in the night, oh my soul!" b
[a "know" (at the end of the third line) was changed to "say".
b "A song in the night, oh my soul" (last line)
was changed to "Even so, it is well with my soul".]
Don't quit singing. No matter the trial. As hard as it is His blessings are more abundant than the trial!
His hands larger than we know or understand and He never lets us go. Don't lose hope! Stay in the Word of God! Stand firm in God's Mighty Hand wearing His full armor! And keep running the race God has set before you remembering it has already been won!
His Strength is Perfect when my strength is gone!
His Strength is Perfect when my strength is gone!
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