As I approached the end of my honeymoon, my Heavenly Father gently asked, “Did I erase the horror of the old one, Beloved? Did I erase the old one?” And I was touched beyond measure. As I rendered my answer, it was with my heart crying tears of joy and thanksgiving…
“Yes, You did, Abba!” I said. “Thank You so much for giving me another honeymoon and erasing the chaos of the old. I love You.”
“The old is no more, daughter,” He said softly. “There is only the JOY of the new thing I’ve brought into your life, for I Am Faithful, and I love you.”
Saints, there is NO ONE – and I mean no one – like our Beloved Abba, Who makes the old yield to the new and renews wellsprings of Hope in our lives. He will “undo” what has been done of old and bring His new and glorious riches into any life who allows it – for indeed, He is Faithful. Amen.
Sonnets, stories, and books reside within all of us. They also reside within me.
They kiss each other and praise God the Father. They use wisdom and knowledge and understanding to find their way out of me.
I sing praise to the Lord for the praises in each of His children. I sing praise to Jesus for the love of the Father within me.
My sonnets bow with praise, my stories spout His forgiveness, and books fill the shelves of magnifications to His Name!
There’s a sonnet alive in all of us reaching passionately around the neck of the Father. And roses drop their petals at the mention of His Name.
“Praise to the Father, praise to the Son, praise to the Spirit – the Three Who are One. Praise He Who calls butterflies forth from cocoon, and died for our new life, and IS coming soon!”
Bring Your works up and out of me, O, God and let my pen praise You always in writing’s phrases and notebook pages, from now into Eternity.
We can’t blame it all on our parents. They may have planted the seedling, but the plant’s growth is nourished by our decisions, our choices.
I’d love to say that, because my earthly father did not love God (that’s putting it mildly), all of life’s problems came to me… but it’s untrue.
Need a fall guy?
So does the enemy.
Like it or not, I bought in to a lot of his mess.
The sins and mistakes of my parents are not responsible for the sins and mistakes of my life. I am.
THANK GOD I HAVE A SAVIOR Who understands my life far better than I.
He sets me straight regarding truth and authority and repentance and recovery; regarding guilt and shame and condemnation and holy conviction He sets the lies aside so that His TRUTH can come in.
I’ve abandoned the foolish choices of my flesh for which my parents were not responsible.
I don’t blame them and Christ teaches me NOT to hate myself, but to cling to the Lord on High and His awesome forgiveness.
The enemy’s mad, and I’m glad, for he lost a soul that he thought he had!
I make GOD’s choices my own and now…
that’s exactly how I LIVE.