Like a Flood...

'When the enemy comes in like a flood,

I, the Spirit of the Lord, will put him to flight."

Like a flood...apt, accurate and telling when the images that form in your mind...

(do you do that too? I've heard some people can live completely normal lives without images flashing through their minds as people talk, sometimes musical scores, or voice overs as my sarcastic brain kicks in)

Like a flood the enemy comes in...sweeping your inner self full of love and light and goodness with it as it moves at high speeds tearing this way and that...stealing the joy de vivre that is your portion, always...

"Blessed is the man who has regard for the weak." Psalm 40

Our grace is not dependant on anyone else...not prophet, preacher, priest, reverend and on the list goes...I daily read an email from a couple down California way who send words of encouragement and affirmation...todays words were disturbing from the first sentence to the next few before I closed out in frustration, in disappointment...

'You are tapping into OUR grace...' and so on, due to their blood, sweat and tears on our behalf...and so I go into education mode, into correction and patience. How easily what is good, what is right can take a sudden turn to self-proclamation and promotion...

Dear treasures I pray you hear my heart this morning and take heed of those who would sway you, persuade you that your route to God lies with them...oh the lie surrounding truth turns my stomach, a shock to the system when in reality I was slowly picking up on little cues pointing to this very path. It is pure silliness..truly....

There is one conduit to God, and that is YOU... others may pray for you and their prayers are heard and understood, yes...however, when it comes to your place with the Heavenly Father and hearing His word receiving His grace and love, that is all you...

Oh how easily the taste of power and authority can steal honour and humility like a thief in the night...

Do not be fooled my friends...we each carry a piece of the creator within us, He died for each person and gives each one the same ability to speak, to pray, to seek out His face...

"Send forth your light and your truth,

let them guide me;

let them bring me to your holy mountain,

to the place where you dwell.

Then will I go to the altar of God,

to God, my joy and my delight.

I will praise you with the harp, o God, my God.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?

Why so disturbed within me?

Put your hope in God

for I will yet praise him,

my Saviour and my God." Psalm 43:3-5

May your days be full of light, of life, of happiness and moments of pure joy...

May you find your way amongst all the chaos, the strife, the messiness that life brings...

May you seek your worth, your necessity, your crown that sits in the dust...dust it off and place it where it belongs, upon your head. Queens each one, daughters of the most high, meant for more...

May the fresh spring air and new life springing up all around alleviate all pain, all sorrow and lighten the load that weighs heavy upon your shoulders.

God bless you richly with grace and mercy, insight and intuition, wisdom and loving kindnesses...