Time To Be Excused

I had a friend – a really close friend that I talked to and saw almost daily. We did life together for over 10 years.

She liked to gossip and talk about others.

Hey, I am not saying I was perfect because I was guilty and engaged in it too.

Sometimes, we all can still get into tricky waters and tread back into those familiar foolish things.

God started to deal with me and I remember as He began to answer that daily prayer I pray – “Nothing Hidden Stays Hidden – reveal my true friends Lord”; My eyes were opened and I would get a glimpse of some alarming things.

She and her friends would talk horrible things about their other friends and people in general. Friends they claimed they had done life with for 20+ years and I would think…Yikes! How horrible! – I hope she doesn’t say things about me like that. Sadly, she was and more and many times it came back to me.

I knew God was pinging my heart for what grieved His and I couldn’t keep sitting quietly by or even keep participating in these behaviors.

He also was opening my eyes and trying to move that relationship away but I refused to listen and clung to it; tightly; desperately; foolishly; like a pair of old Blue Jeans from High School you think you will wear again some day.

Well, she dumped me over 3 years ago on my birthday in public like a bad scene out of the real housewives of NW Houston!

She didn’t want to be my friend anymore. Her exact words! Plus a whole bunch more in a very crowded lunch spot.

It hurt like hell – I ain’t gonna lie.

But God! He worked it all out for my good. Even better than I could hope, think or ask. He also healed my heart and taught me many valuable lessons during that time. I still pray for her and her family and her friends today.

God knew she couldn’t go where He was calling me and He no longer wanted me to sit at tables with anyone that continued to do this. Because He didn’t want me to do this.

I am diligent to not allow anyone to cause discord or gossip within our Divine Connections group. I am quick to repent when I feel I cross the line and get into any conversation that turns towards gossip or speaking less than what is pure and lovely.

I hope and pray you all have the courage to leave the tables of this foolery and mess too.

Be better versions of yourself.

Be better women and friends …

and this is for all the guys too.

Surround yourself with those that sharpen and bring out the best in you and ultimately in others too.

When you know your true worth you will stop entertaining and allowing anything that cheapens you.

This is a great quick article to read!

~ XXOO Michelle

https://herviewfromhome.com/i-no-longer-sit-at-tables-where-i-might-be-the-topic-when-i-get-up/

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Did You Ask?

Did you ask the Lord for patience?

Did you plead for it in prayer?

But when tribulation tried you,

Did you think He didn’t care?

Oh, my child, He heard and answered,

Answered full your earnest cry:

“Tribulation worketh patience!”

Now you know the reason why.

Did you ask Him for submission?

Did you ask for it in prayer?

But when suffering came upon you,

Did you think it wasn’t fair?

Oh, my dear, He heard and answered,

Though not how you wished, ‘tis clear;

For we only learn submission

By the things we suffer here.

‘Twas unselfishness you wanted?

Did you plead for it in prayer?

But the sacrifice He asked for,

Did it seem too great to bear?

Oh, He cared, He heard and answered,

Answered full your heart-felt prayer;

For we learn to be unselfish,

By the sacrifice we bear.

Did you ask the Lord for victory?

Well, He took you at your word!

Tho’ when the battle raged around you,

You wondered if He’d heard.

Oh, my child, He heard and answered,

And He gave you your request:

For how can you win a victory

If you never face a test?

Did you ask to be made humble?

Not to have self-righteous pride?

But then wonder when He published

All your failings far and wide?

Well, my child, that was His answer

To your prayer of desperation:

The surest way to be made humble,

Is to bear humiliation.

Judge not God with mortal’s judgement, When your prayers are answered so;

For the truest paths for Christians,

Often lead through vales of woe.

And the answers that He gives you,

Will be truly good and fair:

Though you may not understand them

Till you view from over there!

–Josephine Hope Westervelt

Poetically Prophetic

Seeking Love

We are a technologically advanced society, but our souls are sick.

We seek help in psychotherapy, support groups, tarrot cards, crystals – anything that will relieve the pain. But we find that these supposed sources of help are helpless.

The emptiness will not be filled.

What we long to know is that we are loved. To be more specific, we hunger to know that we are accepted as we are, forgiven for all we have done, and cared for by a gracious, loving God.

When we know this, we walk away well.

~ James Bryan Smith

Lord, I receive this day your acceptance, forgiveness, and care, believing You love me – like a Father. Amen.

My Worship Belongs To You

I Worship to an audience of One

My heart leaps as I sense Your presence

Transcending all boundaries in tune we are One

Always pursuing always near

Your love calms my every fear

My Safe place, my everlasting Light

I behold your Glory knowing I’m always in Your sight

Hands lifted and heart rejoicing

My King, My Hero, My next Heart Beat

My breath comes from You and so does my tune

Lovingly coaxing my every move

The length of my days are written in You

No pain, no attack can stop the unfolding of my story

Always and in all things I give You the honour and the Glory

Hallelujah, Hallelujah I exalt Your Name

Above the noise and the sound of rain

I give You Daddy God All the Praise

Forever and ever all the length of my days

I will exalt Your Name

Never again believing I deserved the shame

Only basking in Your loving gaze

Hands lifted and heart surrendered

I worship to an audience of One

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

~ Melissa Sedick

My Worship Belongs To You

She Remembers The Pain No More

She remembers the pain 

no more!

The lonely nights

The constant fights

The anger, frustration, the 

deep rooted pain

The rejection, the lies, the betrayal 

The endless challenges

The closed doors

The heart wrenching pain  

of losing those dear to 

her heart 

 

The deep issues she 

struggled with

The silent battles no one 

knew about

The anxiety that controlled 

her life

She remembers the pain 

no more!

It was replaced with a peace that surpasses all understanding

Who would have thought that 

a journey of obedience would lead to a place of perfect rest

A place deeply hidden 

in Papa

Pursued and occupied 

by the desperate one’s

Who died a thousand deaths

 

Papa lured her away 

Called her to Himself

A high price of obedience 

she had to pay

Only her and Papa knows 

about the tears of surrender

About the tests, the trials, the pain of letting go daily

About the awakening to something indescribable

Where her flesh collided 

with Father God’s Spirit

And a lovesick daughter

was born

With love Papa drew her 

to Himself 

A place where she ministers to Papa and He ministers to her

She yearns only to dwell in 

His presence

She had to be transformed 

into His image

For Papa to make her His 

dwelling place

It was worth the pain of 

dying to self

Worth every sacrifice

He asked of her

Worth the witchcraft and 

every demon coming against her

She counts it an honour to be trained by Holy Spirit 

To be one of Papa’s daughters representing Him in the earth

She is known in heaven 

She is feared in hell

She laid hold of a place 

few have visited

Occupied and made it hers

Had she not surrendered completely 

She would have missed this important visitation

Where Father secluded her

Healed her broken heart

Restored her unto Himself

A nameless, faceless army are emerging!

A changing of the guards are 

taking place!

The hidden one’s who were

trained under the watchful eyes 

of the One they love most

Are ready to release the fragrance of heaven in the earth

Ready to release their secret place encounters into the earth

Many are amongst us already

Fathers glory carriers

Silently, obediently, humbly going about the Fathers business…

They remember the pain 

no more!

~ Ebigale Wilson

She Remembers The Pain No More

The Journey

When God Moves You

When God Shifted ME Instead of the Mountain

My husband and I recently transitioned our lives from a little town in South Carolina all the way to Brisbane, Australia. We sold our house and all of our belongings, sold off our vehicles and flew across the world with six suitcases and two little dogs.  

God spoke, we heard Him clearly, and with wise counsel and radical abandonment we counted the cost and took off on perhaps the greatest faith adventure of our lives.

The transition has been one of the smoothest, most amazing God-stories that we have ever known.  The Lord ordered each and every single step and surrounded us with great favor.  We got to Australia a few weeks ago and it felt like an Ephesians 3:20 dream (better than we could have asked for or imagined).  Unlike many other times that I have traveled, there was not one single glitch – until, that is, we had to get the dogs from quarantine.

To be fair, the mix-up in dates was entirely our fault.  We got excited and neglected to read the email correctly, so we drove nearly nine hours to collect our precious fur babies an entire 24 hours early.  Thankfully we had accommodation and the rental car sorted, so our mistake did not cost us what it could have.  But not having seen our puppies for 14 days was wearing on our hearts, and the idea of not collecting them on the day that we planned was gut wrenching.

And just like God…this turned out to be a significant lesson for me on so many levels.  

When the government officer from the post-entry quarantine department gently explained that we could not see our dogs on that day, I went to war in my Spirit and with my words.  I know that I have the power of life or death in my tongue (Proverbs 18:21), and I know that I can speak to mountains and see them move in the Name of Jesus (Mark 11:23), so I began to declare, decree, and believe that I would see this mountain move and hold my puppies that very day.  I know that I am seated with Christ in Heavenly places (Ephesians 2:6) and can therefore push Heaven down to earth over my circumstances (which I boldly did, and with great authority).  

As I sat in the car while my husband was out trying to make sense of it all, I remained calm and confident that I would see my dogs and be driving off with them within moments.  

Now allow me to be honest… in the past, I would have been riddled with anxiety.  I would have worried about their little hearts, and would have driven my husband crazy with my fancy ideas and suggestions on how to solve the situation (*cough cough* control is actually a better word).  I would have allowed fear to come and make me act irrationally, and I would have most likely cried my eyes out with anger and worry.  But this time was different.  

As I continued to declare and decree the promises of God over our lives, our situation and our dogs, something shifted for me.  I seemed to press into the whole situation with a new confidence in God, and I gracefully kept my calm in every way.  I was convinced that as the officer walked off to triple check our details that he would return and open those giant, official gates and let us drive in to collect our babies.  After all, “Surely GOODNESS and MERCY follow me all the days of my life…” (Psalm 23:6, ESV).  

Yet the official man very kindly and humbly denied our request.  We had mistakenly come several hours before the quarantine period was to end, so we had to return tomorrow as per government rules.  I had decreed, declared and believed with great faith, yet the mountain did not move.

But you know what?  It was actually ME that shifted.  Something in me changed, and instead of feeling anger, frustration, anxiety or worse – I actually felt a sense of expectation.  

Here’s what happened the more I verbally declared aloud God’s written word over my circumstances:  Peace began to flood my heart, and the nervous heat in my chest disappeared.  My brain got quiet...super quiet!  I began to feel fully awake, as if I was more aware than before of the atmosphere around me.  I could even sense angelic activity!  I began to feel super bold and confident as I prayed with authority, and what would have been a once all-consuming fear actually did not exist at all in my mind or body.  

I shifted gears into complete and utter trust in God and His perfect plan for this situation.  Jeremiah 29:11 and Romans 8:28 became alive to me (the living word!).  And this all caused me to be more excited and expectant than ever!  

“If the mountain didn’t move, then God must be up to something better than I could have imagined for myself” is what loudly rang in my Spirit.  You see it’s up to me to keep trusting my Father and to keep hold of my own spirit in the waiting.  He who rules his spirit is better than one who conquers a city (Proverbs 16:32).

And you know what?!  We got to spend time with friends that night that we would not have been able to see if we had the dogs with us.  God used us to bless others and minister deeply to a friend, which we would not have done had we been doting on our sweet furry friends.  There were so many other little factors that played out which made us see that God saw what was best all along. And when we finally got to see our puppies the next day it was a most wonderful experience with full attention all on them.

Sometimes it may not make sense to our natural minds WHY things don’t work out the way that we expected or declared, especially when we feel that we have done “everything right.”  But that does not mean that we are to stop declaring!  Daniel 10 records the account of Daniel praying, and the angelic help being held up for 21 days by things going on in the unseen spiritual realms.  

Sometimes things are held up because of the enemy, sometimes things are just meant for an appointed time…but God is never late.  And we are not to ever stop telling the mountains to move!

My advice?  Don’t give up.  But likewise, don’t despise the shift that could actually take place in YOU instead.

 

 ~ Mandy Woodhouse

 

 

I am Flawless

I don’t talk about my faith much.

I was raised in an environment that believed that religion should be forced upon others, but living it was another story.  

I believe that faith should be lived day in and day out.  

Words should not need to be spoken, but unbelievers should be able to witness God “something different in you” because how you love others.  

I believe that there is no such thing as “unlovable”.  

Are people challenging to deal with and are there evil people in this world? Absolutely.  

Do I struggle in relationship with others at times?  

Yes, seldom does a day go by that I am not rubbed wrong by someone or worse, I think awful things about another because of some crime they have committed.  

At the end of that day though, as a Christian I am held to a higher standard…a standard of forgiveness.  

I do not dismiss bad behavior committed against me or my family. I acknowledge and draw boundaries.  If a crime has been committed then I am bound by law to report it.  Forgiveness isn’t forgetting.  Forgiveness is giving the pain back to God.  

Forgiveness is recognizing that Christ died for that person as well.

Forgiveness is realizing the same grace that was given to me was given for the person who wronged me.  Forgiveness is recognizing that grace covers all sins.  

I am Flawless.  It is how God views everyone…..Flawless through His Love.  

This Song has really resonated in my heart this past month.  

I am not sure why, but I know that it is speaking into something that my heart must be working through.  

My Father has told me that I am Flawless and that I am precious to Him.  

~ Amy Thorne

Arise Daughters, Arise!

Suffering in silence

behind a mask

Too scared to open her mouth

It suited the enemy just fine

Healing can only begin

When we share our pain

She faced many fears

Eliminated them one by one

Till Papa put His finger on 

this specific one

The enemy silenced her

Kept her busy

with trivial things

He used her challenges to 

keep her in hiding

Without her consent

he stole her voice

Not aware of the power 

she gave away 

She disappeared

into the background

Shackles tied her

tightly to her pain

She mimicked what the enemy

expected of her

How could she give him

so much power?

Why allow him to decide

her journey?

While she kept silent

In the chaos surrounding her

She is facing this fear

That she kept hidden away

Like a sacred treasure she 

is bringing it in the open

It is time to be exposed

To lose its power

For her to be liberated, 

empowered, restored

Daughters it’s time to 

take off our masks

Reveal our hearts

Share our pain, our 

struggles, our challenges 

Reveal the scars,

that we hid for years

For too long we allowed 

the enemy to silence us

To keep us in hiding

In his web of lies

Many hurting daughter’s 

lives can only begin

When we are vulnerable

When we are transparent

Willing to die to ourselves

It’s time to break free

Talk about our journeys

Uncover our wounds

and the parts of our 

hearts not fully healed

Papa will make something 

beautiful out of our shame and pain

Your story holds the key to someone’s breakthrough 

and healing

Don’t let fear, pride, guilt 

or shame keep you longer

in chains

Someone’s life can only begin 

when you are vulnerable and transparent

The enemy fears the day 

daughters will share their 

painful journeys

He knows the weight our testimonies will carry in the 

spiritual realm

The broken and weary are waiting for us to step into their lives

Our yoke breaking testimonies 

will be like anointing oils healing 

their bruises, their hearts and 

painful memories

Many captives will be set free

When the daughters, trained in secret and obscurity will take 

their place!

Arise daughters, Arise!

The time of your release is here!

Step out in the Fathers righteousness, power and anointing

You have paid a high price for the sound that will be released through you!

~ Ebigale Wilson

Arise Daughters, Arise!

The Journey