Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Rise up from your grave...

Anger.  Bitterness.  Jealousy.  Depression.  Fear.  Addiction. Hate.  


What's your grave?  What poison is destroying your heart, your mind, your soul?  


Be free.  Be whole.  Be complete. 


This song was new to me a couple of months ago.  It set my dry heart on fire.




Fear.  Hatred. Jealousy.  Anger.  These things rose up in my heart tonight.  I encountered something that I cannot change.  And these were the only weapons at hand.


Jesus.  was crucified. by fear. hatred. jealousy. anger.  and He broke the cycle.  He finished it.  He is taking me out of this grave...if I allow Him.  He will heal.  He will make new.  And I will be free.



Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The battle...

This fuzzy, blue picture shows my Pilates mat.  We have begun bonding in this new year, it supporting my back with a layer of softness as I manipulate my way through some Pilates moves in the hopes of still being able to tie my own shoes when I'm 90.  Yes, it's on.  





Oh, and did I mention that I've also cut back on complaining, amped up on the prayer and time in the Word side of my life, and declared zero-tolerance on procrastination.  Which is unfortunate, because I'm really good at procrastinating.  And now I'll have to find something else to be good at.  Like blogging.  Or finishing up all the Christmas cookies left in the house.  But that might make the Pilates harder.


I have a favorite quotation from Lloyd Alexander that challenges me every time I recall it. "For each of us comes a time when we must be more than what we are." A new year brings that idea to the surface and I have grabbed it, and am reluctant to let it go.  I want to be more than what I am, that I may serve more fully the God who made me. 


My old self has been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. Galatians 2:20 NLT  Amen.