This blog is no longer in operation. God has shown me that to create a fictional work when I am going through these things in reality is to bring a mixture of truth and error which is impure and misleading. His truth is pure and mixing it with fiction (un-truth) muddies the water, so to speak. He has convicted me of continuing it. If I have led any of you astray in creating this story, please forgive me. The truth is that I relayed in a fictional setting those things which I was really experiencing with God through Jesus Christ, which is a most serious and sober thing, not one to be treated lightly or put into a false realm. I praise Him for His revealing and exposing Spirit that leads us down the paths of righteousness for His Name's sake, and who welcomes us into His heart again and again, as we turn unto Him in sincere repentance. If you would like to visit my other blog, the address is http://thissamejesus.blogspot.com. This blog is also changing along with the changes He's brought in me upon surrendering to Him.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Joy and Peace Appear
"Joy, Joy, You give me Joy, Joy, Joy. Peace, Peace, You give me Peace, Peace, Peace," I sang loudly as I got dressed in my cabin.
"What's that I hear?" Captain said when He heard me.
"Oh, my heart is so full today, Captain, with your joy and peace, that I just had to sing about it," I said in response.
"Well, that brings me great happiness," He replied, as He came into my presence.
"For so long, I've felt confusion and have struggled, that feeling joy and peace took me by surprise," I confessed.
"It's a good surprise, though, right?" He questioned.
"Oh yes it's good, but somewhat foreign to me nonetheless," I added. "How long will this last?"
"The more you trust in Me, the longer it will stay," He said.
"So, it's cumulative?" I asked.
He laughed in delight with my description, and said, "You could say that."
"I think I could get used to a progressive amount of Your joy and peace," I stated.
"Do you remember praying for this?" He asked.
"Oh, yes, I remember. I was wondering if You did, since it took so long to feel even a semblance of it," I said hesitantly. "Why couldn't You just zap me?" I wondered. "I mean you do stuff like that, don't You?"
"I can, but choose not to most of the time. It is something that springs forth whenever a person's flesh is put to death when they decide to lay it down. It's also produced in other ways, too; not the same for everyone. But I can tell you this much-pain is involved if someone resists me in the work I want to do on the inside of them," He declared.
"What if they yield easily to Your sculpting?" I said, referring to the reality that He is the Potter and we (his children) are the clay.
"It's a much faster and easier method, and is the one I prefer, but most do not let go so easily because the very nature of the flesh, or sin nature, is to hold on to everything it's worth," He explained.
"It's really not worth much, is it Captain? You told us that in our flesh is NO GOOD THING," I said, repeating His words. "Why don't we believe You?"
"Because the substance of the sin nature is to doubt and be suspicious and not to trust," He said.
"It seems like the deck is stacked against us from the get-go," I said sheepishly.
"I was aware of that and is one reason I knew I would have to rescue you from yourself when I sent My Son to save mankind," He wisely proclaimed.
"Wow, You thought of everything, didn't You?" I said amazed and grateful.
"Every little area was covered," He said in love.
"I need to be by myself again, Captain. All that you tell me is too wonderful for me to digest all at once, and so I get alone to let all this goodness be fed into the spirit You've made new in me. So, Captain, I will see you later. I love you," I said in earnest, walking away and continuing my song.
"What's that I hear?" Captain said when He heard me.
"Oh, my heart is so full today, Captain, with your joy and peace, that I just had to sing about it," I said in response.
"Well, that brings me great happiness," He replied, as He came into my presence.
"For so long, I've felt confusion and have struggled, that feeling joy and peace took me by surprise," I confessed.
"It's a good surprise, though, right?" He questioned.
"Oh yes it's good, but somewhat foreign to me nonetheless," I added. "How long will this last?"
"The more you trust in Me, the longer it will stay," He said.
"So, it's cumulative?" I asked.
He laughed in delight with my description, and said, "You could say that."
"I think I could get used to a progressive amount of Your joy and peace," I stated.
"Do you remember praying for this?" He asked.
"Oh, yes, I remember. I was wondering if You did, since it took so long to feel even a semblance of it," I said hesitantly. "Why couldn't You just zap me?" I wondered. "I mean you do stuff like that, don't You?"
"I can, but choose not to most of the time. It is something that springs forth whenever a person's flesh is put to death when they decide to lay it down. It's also produced in other ways, too; not the same for everyone. But I can tell you this much-pain is involved if someone resists me in the work I want to do on the inside of them," He declared.
"What if they yield easily to Your sculpting?" I said, referring to the reality that He is the Potter and we (his children) are the clay.
"It's a much faster and easier method, and is the one I prefer, but most do not let go so easily because the very nature of the flesh, or sin nature, is to hold on to everything it's worth," He explained.
"It's really not worth much, is it Captain? You told us that in our flesh is NO GOOD THING," I said, repeating His words. "Why don't we believe You?"
"Because the substance of the sin nature is to doubt and be suspicious and not to trust," He said.
"It seems like the deck is stacked against us from the get-go," I said sheepishly.
"I was aware of that and is one reason I knew I would have to rescue you from yourself when I sent My Son to save mankind," He wisely proclaimed.
"Wow, You thought of everything, didn't You?" I said amazed and grateful.
"Every little area was covered," He said in love.
"I need to be by myself again, Captain. All that you tell me is too wonderful for me to digest all at once, and so I get alone to let all this goodness be fed into the spirit You've made new in me. So, Captain, I will see you later. I love you," I said in earnest, walking away and continuing my song.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
There is Life in the Blood
Waking up this morning, I ran to Captain at the helm, because I had a nightmare last night. Fear was wanting to enter because of it. It seemed so real!
When I met Him up there, I cast my cares on Him and said, "Captain, help me."
"What is it you need, my daughter?" He asked empathetically.
"I had a nightmare, and I am being tempted to be afraid, and I don't want to be. I want to trust in you," I exclaimed nervously.
He looked at me sweetly, hoping that I would remember and know that He cares deeply for me, and that He is my strength and my shield against any harm or danger. He remained silent.
"What does it all mean, Captain?" I asked urgently.
"It means the enemy came and tried to sow some seeds in your mind during the night," He revealed.
"You said 'tried' to sow seeds. You mean it didn't take?" I asked.
"No," He said.
"Why not?" I inquired.
"Because when the fear woke you up, you called out to Me," He said. "It was then that I took my blood and covered you with it, and it protected you. The seeds he was trying to sow, died and did not germinate."
"Well, my concerns involving what the nightmare was about are still there," I said.
"I am aware of that," He said, "and I'm holding that person in my Hands of love and grace. When you first had those concerns, I told you that everything that was going on was part of the process I was working in them, to 'restore the years the locusts have eaten' in their life. That is a promise I had made to you many years ago-remember?" He explained.
"Yes, I will never forget it, Captain. I have depended on that for my whole family," I said.
"Well, why are you doubting now?" He asked.
"I guess because the physical evidence was beginning to be stacked, and I let it have an effect on my faith," I said sadly, but truthfully.
"Yes, the enemy will try and 'prove' that I am not true to my Word in many ways so you stop trusting in Me," He stated.
"I hate him," I said firmly.
He let that one drop, and then said, "Do you remember what I told you faith meant?"
"The substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things unseen," I said.
"Which evidence will you believe? The evidence seen or the evidence unseen?" He asked.
"I see what you mean, Captain. Believing in You and Your promises involves believing in what is not yet seen, but is true nonetheless," I said with renewed vigor.
"And in My time, faith will become 'sight,'" He said, giving me hope.
"Oh, Captain, help me not look at the things that seem to be, but are not, looking only at You and what You have promised," I said petitioning Him.
"You've got it," He stated succinctly.
"Just like that?" I asked.
"Ask and it will be given to you," He reminded me of another promise of His to His children.
"It always works out when I bring things to You," I said in confidence.
"And I always want you to bring everything to Me," He said. "I want you to trust that I love you and will do the best for you in each situation when you do."
"How long before I learn that one, Captain?" I asked.
"As long as it takes. Remember I will finish what I started in you," He promised.
"You are full of good promises, aren't You, Captain?" I said happily.
"I am the Promise," He said.
With that, I dreamily went back down to the deck and looked out at sea, wondering if my love was being lavished with these great truths from Captain, as I was. Knowing that he was, I smiled and looked with hope to the time we'd be back together, after the Captain had determined that we both were ready.
When I met Him up there, I cast my cares on Him and said, "Captain, help me."
"What is it you need, my daughter?" He asked empathetically.
"I had a nightmare, and I am being tempted to be afraid, and I don't want to be. I want to trust in you," I exclaimed nervously.
He looked at me sweetly, hoping that I would remember and know that He cares deeply for me, and that He is my strength and my shield against any harm or danger. He remained silent.
"What does it all mean, Captain?" I asked urgently.
"It means the enemy came and tried to sow some seeds in your mind during the night," He revealed.
"You said 'tried' to sow seeds. You mean it didn't take?" I asked.
"No," He said.
"Why not?" I inquired.
"Because when the fear woke you up, you called out to Me," He said. "It was then that I took my blood and covered you with it, and it protected you. The seeds he was trying to sow, died and did not germinate."
"Well, my concerns involving what the nightmare was about are still there," I said.
"I am aware of that," He said, "and I'm holding that person in my Hands of love and grace. When you first had those concerns, I told you that everything that was going on was part of the process I was working in them, to 'restore the years the locusts have eaten' in their life. That is a promise I had made to you many years ago-remember?" He explained.
"Yes, I will never forget it, Captain. I have depended on that for my whole family," I said.
"Well, why are you doubting now?" He asked.
"I guess because the physical evidence was beginning to be stacked, and I let it have an effect on my faith," I said sadly, but truthfully.
"Yes, the enemy will try and 'prove' that I am not true to my Word in many ways so you stop trusting in Me," He stated.
"I hate him," I said firmly.
He let that one drop, and then said, "Do you remember what I told you faith meant?"
"The substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things unseen," I said.
"Which evidence will you believe? The evidence seen or the evidence unseen?" He asked.
"I see what you mean, Captain. Believing in You and Your promises involves believing in what is not yet seen, but is true nonetheless," I said with renewed vigor.
"And in My time, faith will become 'sight,'" He said, giving me hope.
"Oh, Captain, help me not look at the things that seem to be, but are not, looking only at You and what You have promised," I said petitioning Him.
"You've got it," He stated succinctly.
"Just like that?" I asked.
"Ask and it will be given to you," He reminded me of another promise of His to His children.
"It always works out when I bring things to You," I said in confidence.
"And I always want you to bring everything to Me," He said. "I want you to trust that I love you and will do the best for you in each situation when you do."
"How long before I learn that one, Captain?" I asked.
"As long as it takes. Remember I will finish what I started in you," He promised.
"You are full of good promises, aren't You, Captain?" I said happily.
"I am the Promise," He said.
With that, I dreamily went back down to the deck and looked out at sea, wondering if my love was being lavished with these great truths from Captain, as I was. Knowing that he was, I smiled and looked with hope to the time we'd be back together, after the Captain had determined that we both were ready.
Friday, November 1, 2013
Dying, Yet Living!
Captain had asked me if I was willing to die to live, and the particular thing He was asking me to let go of was the way I had operated my entire life and that was to observe what was going on around me, and then draw conclusions. In this way, I have been so aware. Captain had called it "self-consciousness," and He was asking me to let it go-to die to this way I had always done things; the way I had always seen things.
Then He had mentioned that when I focused on others needs, His Life would flow out of me, and in the process this "thing" in me would die.
The question remained of if I would be willing to let this go or not. If I did, who would I be, as my very identity had been to seen keenly and to be so conscious of things around me. I needed to ask Captain one more thing before I answered. I quickly ran up to the helm where I found Him faithfully steering the ship with a look of strong confidence on his face.
"Captain, it's important. I need to ask you one more thing before I answer your question," I said, short of breathe.
"Go on," He said.
"Didn't you make me that way? I have always thought that you made me a deep and analytical thinker, and that you could use those things in me for Your purposes. I know I am different than a lot of people, but I thought it was because you make some of us to dig deep, like you had me. I am troubled because I think that is what you are asking me to let go of, or to let die, as you said. I fear that I am misunderstanding you, and that You aren't saying that at all, but I am just interpreting what You have said wrongly," I said in my soliloquy.
"Whoa, my child. Be at rest. First of all, I did make you to think deeply. What I am asking you to let go of and give to Me, are those thoughts that are not of Me; those thoughts that cause you to look at yourself in such a way that paralyzes you from giving to others," He explained.
"Yes, I don't like those thoughts and I don't like that I have them, and I don't like how they make me feel," I said, "but I'm not really sure how to do that; how to divide that self-focused thinking from the other thinking I do," I said with a sigh.
"My how-to girl, you are," He said with delight.
"Yes, Captain. I would like a manual for everything, and then I would be happy," I said knowing He knew and I did too, that wasn't really true.
"Just tell me you will give those thoughts up, and I will divide them out of you and leave the rest," He explained.
"Wow, that is so neat how You do things on the inside of us," I exclaimed. "It's a real miracle."
"After that You will begin noticing that you don't notice yourself much anymore, and that your thoughts are being used in a good way for My purposes. They will be centered on Me, and on those around you, as I direct you to reach out to them," He explained further.
"Well, that doesn't sound threatening at all. I can keep my good thoughts, or those that line up with You and your will, and You will destroy the self-destructive ones, and the outcome will be righteous and good," I said. I proclaimed these inner thoughts so that I could see them myself, and for Captain to check them and see if I understood correctly now.
"Yes, you have said it correctly," He confirmed.
"O.K., Captain. I'm ready to give those thoughts up to You," I said.
He smiled, knowing I would experience more of His freedom as a result.
"Go in peace, my child," He said.
"Thank you, Captain, for showing me what was obstructing me and for helping me see the destruction it was causing. Only You could have done this," I said.
"It is my good pleasure," He said.
"I feel like an 'amen' is in order here," I said playfully.
"Well, amen then, my sister," He said, playing along while giving me a high-five.
I smacked His hand, laughing, because of the fun I was having with Him, and because of the lightness which I was now feeling in my heart. Indeed, He makes all things new, I thought gratefully.
Then He had mentioned that when I focused on others needs, His Life would flow out of me, and in the process this "thing" in me would die.
The question remained of if I would be willing to let this go or not. If I did, who would I be, as my very identity had been to seen keenly and to be so conscious of things around me. I needed to ask Captain one more thing before I answered. I quickly ran up to the helm where I found Him faithfully steering the ship with a look of strong confidence on his face.
"Captain, it's important. I need to ask you one more thing before I answer your question," I said, short of breathe.
"Go on," He said.
"Didn't you make me that way? I have always thought that you made me a deep and analytical thinker, and that you could use those things in me for Your purposes. I know I am different than a lot of people, but I thought it was because you make some of us to dig deep, like you had me. I am troubled because I think that is what you are asking me to let go of, or to let die, as you said. I fear that I am misunderstanding you, and that You aren't saying that at all, but I am just interpreting what You have said wrongly," I said in my soliloquy.
"Whoa, my child. Be at rest. First of all, I did make you to think deeply. What I am asking you to let go of and give to Me, are those thoughts that are not of Me; those thoughts that cause you to look at yourself in such a way that paralyzes you from giving to others," He explained.
"Yes, I don't like those thoughts and I don't like that I have them, and I don't like how they make me feel," I said, "but I'm not really sure how to do that; how to divide that self-focused thinking from the other thinking I do," I said with a sigh.
"My how-to girl, you are," He said with delight.
"Yes, Captain. I would like a manual for everything, and then I would be happy," I said knowing He knew and I did too, that wasn't really true.
"Just tell me you will give those thoughts up, and I will divide them out of you and leave the rest," He explained.
"Wow, that is so neat how You do things on the inside of us," I exclaimed. "It's a real miracle."
"After that You will begin noticing that you don't notice yourself much anymore, and that your thoughts are being used in a good way for My purposes. They will be centered on Me, and on those around you, as I direct you to reach out to them," He explained further.
"Well, that doesn't sound threatening at all. I can keep my good thoughts, or those that line up with You and your will, and You will destroy the self-destructive ones, and the outcome will be righteous and good," I said. I proclaimed these inner thoughts so that I could see them myself, and for Captain to check them and see if I understood correctly now.
"Yes, you have said it correctly," He confirmed.
"O.K., Captain. I'm ready to give those thoughts up to You," I said.
He smiled, knowing I would experience more of His freedom as a result.
"Go in peace, my child," He said.
"Thank you, Captain, for showing me what was obstructing me and for helping me see the destruction it was causing. Only You could have done this," I said.
"It is my good pleasure," He said.
"I feel like an 'amen' is in order here," I said playfully.
"Well, amen then, my sister," He said, playing along while giving me a high-five.
I smacked His hand, laughing, because of the fun I was having with Him, and because of the lightness which I was now feeling in my heart. Indeed, He makes all things new, I thought gratefully.
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