Okay Blogosphere here's something you might find humorous.
Tonight I understood a truth on a deeper level than before.
But when it popped into my mind, I just had to laugh.
So here it is...
    "I think satan hates me."
Hahahahaha ROFL
I feel extra picked on lately. Kinda like I have an enemy or something.
I feel like such a bimbo. I swear I already knew this. But it was like somebody washed the fact out of my mind.
So how's everyone else feeling?
Anyone else feeling picked on by an enemy that hates us?
I guess this leaves only one alternative.
I'm bringing out the big guns!
The name of JESUS! Hallelujah. I have victory over satan in the name of Jesus!
Woowhoo!
I'm waking up tomorrow on the right side of the bed!

The Psalms have definitely been comfort for my soul lately. They've been my milk and honey. They've been my chicken noodle soup, my blankie, and my teddybear. They've been my solace in times of great storms. So let the storms rage, i'll just squeeze the WORD tighter.

That PEACE :)

This post is the result of my reflection to a friends question. I'm sharing it with the world in hopes that it will bless someone out there.

About five years ago I knew in my spirit that I had to part with a close friend. The closeness we shared, most I believe will never experience. I believe the scripture in 2 Corinthians 6:14 that says,
       "Be ye not unequally yoked with unbelievers..." also, "What fellowship has light with darkness?" was speaking to me. Speaking to me of my friendship. Some will not agree with me, and will say that that scripture is referring to marriage. However I believe differently.
In the time of my friendship with this person, the Lord Jesus was calling me softly. He whispered,
       "Come away and be ye separate."
This friend was in rebellion to the Lord. And I would have followed them in their mischief. If the Lord had not called me.

So this was my hearts response to my friends question...

If I had stayed friends with this person, there's no telling where'd i'd be. Yes, having "fun" but, I wouldn't have that joy or peace.(That great joy of the Lord and that peace that passes all understanding.) And there's just something about that peace. You wouldn't trade it for the world. (or even a friend).

The temporal of this world engulfs us so quickly.

Maybe you have an eternity moment.Eternity speaks to your heart. If you don't cling to it, it's gone. It's gone when you blink and start thinking of what you're gonna have for breakfast, what you're going to wear that day. And the temporary starts to blind you. Chase it! Chase HIS presence.Don't let the god(little g)of this world blind you.

He regrets that He made man.

Genesis 6:5 The LORD saw that the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every intention of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually. And the LORD was sorry that he had made man on the earth, and it grieved him to his heart.

i watched, "Dances With Wolves" the other night. If you have never seen the movie go see it!
But if you haven't i'll give a brief description so that this blog post can be more relevant to you.

It's a movie about the interaction between the native american indians and the whites. How the whites had no heart, how cruel they were to the helpless and innocent.
      Now my personal belief is that not all the Indians were not as innocent as perceived, that they had their share of senseless inhumane killings. (But as to not get off topic i'll continue)

This movie is just the threshold or just an inkling of the violence and cruelty in mankind.
The cruelty of humans makes my heart cry out to God, "God come back so that this heartlessness can finally come to a stop, can be finished!"

Revelation 6:10 "They cried out with a loud voice, “O Sovereign Lord, holy and true, how long before you will judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?”

Gods people cry out for justice. For vengeance upon those who inflict pain and suffering upon the innocent and helpless.

If I watch this movie which is just an inkling of the violence of mankind and cry, can you imagine how much God who "sees all" cries.

This is such a corrupt world.
Do you think He again regrets making man?   

Undeserved Mercy

 As he saith also in Hosea, I will call them my people, which were not my people; and her beloved, which was not beloved.
And it shall come to pass, that in the place where it was said unto them, Ye are not my people; there shall they be called the children of the living God. Romans 9:25&26

A huge powerful God...

Sent His only beloved Son...

To give us undeserved mercy...

As I've said before...How Indescribably Lucky We Are!

Let this draw you nearer to Him Father God

            
              This month a young girl was abducted in my home state. They recovered her body yesterday. This story has affected me more than those in other states. When it's close to home you can't ignore it or brush it off. These stories of missing girls are ever increasing and start to numb you because they are so sad that it is just to painful to let it seep into your heart.
               Looking at her picture on the web this morning it just brought tears to my eyes. To know that this young girl will never grow up, have her own life, grow old, that her life was stolen from her in the most demeaning cruel way.
               A lot of people use these stories to pile up their case for refusing God, for refusing Him as a Loving God. They'll say, "Why did God let this happen?","He couldn't be a God who cared for us.". 
And while I a finite being do not have all the answers. I do have a hoped for outcome for hurting people.

               Let this draw you near to God. Don't you know His heart breaks an innumerable amount more than ours for our own daughters our own sisters! 

               When tears came to my eyes for this girl my heart broke. The cry of my heart was, "God come back!", "God take your children up to heaven with you, where rapists, murderers, and hate do not exist. Where not one tear will ever fill our eye, and insurmountable joy and peace exist."

This is a holocaust memorial sculpture by Kenneth Treister