Facing the Giants

I was just watching “Facing the Giants.”  

I was taken back to a time when my grandpa told me that anyone can pray “thanks”  to God AFTER a prayers been answered but it takes someone with real faith to pray thanks before it’s been answered.  I now pray “Thank you Lord for answered prayers” when I have a request.   God has never failed me; my faith in him is unfaltering.   His timing isn’t always my timing of course, but He has shown me that His word is true.   He has brought his Scripture to light in my life.   Ask, Believe and Receive.   I'm sure I wrote a blog about these feelings before...but I don't care...sometimes you just want to shout it from the mountain top.   There are no mountains in Lake of the Woods, Minnesota.

I am so thankful for my life and for all my treasures.   He’s gifted me with a peace and a calm when I see troubled waters.  Sometimes it takes me a minute……but He always calms me and reminds me.   He’s gifted me with a husband who balances me….a husband who whistles while he works, a husband who teaches me many, many things and loves me in spite of my sometimes overly passionate nature.   

I’m love struck by three amazing children, who are learning to live in a world not controlled by God, but instead by temptations and lies.   I’ve been taught how to lift them up to Jesus and to pray the Holy Spirit over them….so they might hear God’s voice over the craziness around them.   For this child I pray.

My heart has been melted like sweet white chocolate by my grandsons….a love that cannot be explained, only experienced.   I cover them in the blood of Jesus and pray for their future and that they would know God’s love and Mercy as well as what it means to live to serve a Loving God.

My cup runneth over with extended family….blood and otherwise.   I am thankful and extend my prayers to cover them also, I vow to God to always be a prayer warrior for those I love and for those who don’t know the love of Christ.

I pray in faith for my mother who I know gets frustrated with me but loves me still

I don’t want to miss a beat…I don’t want one day to go by that I don’t praise God from whom all blessings flow….I don’t want to forget what it was like when life was hard, or sad or lonely….because it reminds me that My God is an awesome God….It reminds me about joy…about the very vivid moment when I felt the difference in being happy and having joy in my heart….that was a gift God gave me when I was beating myself up pretty bad a long, long time ago.    

I want to glorify the Lord by my actions…I know I fall short and sometimes I’m pulled in by the world.....but I’m quickly reminded it’s the devil who owns this earthy world and I don’t want any part of that.   That doesn't mean I'm a prude...I'm just like you, and you and you and you....I'm actually funny...maybe even hilarious.   Okay, maybe I'm not, but I think I must be because I crack myself up.   Anyway, getting back on my pulpit....that was a joke, (see?  Told you.  funny.) Like an old friend of mine says “Where do you want to get your stuff from, God or Satan?”    

Come on, raise your hand....it's an easy question.  (funny again)

There are things here that really matter….but what matters most is what happens AFTER here.

Don't face your giants alone.