Do you Love Everyone?

Do you love everyone? You're a good person right? You are nice to people, kind, friendly, caring...the list could go on.

So when it comes to loving yourself, I know many of you think you do, but sometimes we don't dig deep to our innermost feelings. I discovered that shame was peeled away from our lives through love. How can is that shame peeled away properly without us first loving ourselves? When we don't truly love ourselves, we don't truly let ourselves be loved by others and thus stripping away any shame we have in our lives.

Take heed, God knows how to strip away our defenses and burn away the outer layers with His hot molten love.

Romans 8:38-39
Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)

For I am persuaded that not even death or life,
angels or rulers,
things present or things to come, hostile powers,
height or depth, or any other created thing
will have the power to separate us
from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord!


Jesus didn't just die for your sins, He died so you can be united with the Father who loves you with love that can never die. This is our key to Freedom

Intentionality

I had a revelation that I was not living my life with intention. I didn't think that intentionality < (made up word?) was something that I needed to worry about, that I was somehow different. I have been living dictated by my emotions and what I felt Holy Spirit was saying. There is nothing wrong with being an emotional person that listens to Holy Spirit for all things, but I was being led by a wind, not by a force. What am I afraid of? What if I purposely got up at the same time everyday, gave myself a curfew, purposely chose what I was to eat (not by what I feel like eating), scheduled in my homework time and time for exercise? Would I lose my freedom? I propose that I would gain the freedom that I have been searching for, that level that I has eluded me for so long. Discipline is not a dirty word for the crazy creative! It is the magic word! It is not made to reign in my ideas, my passion or zeal, I can still be all the things I have been, but more! Here is an excerpt from a book we read for Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry. Moral Revolution by Kris Vallotton and Jason Vallotton:

"I can't tell you how many people I have talked to over the years who say things like, "No one respects me," "Nobody likes me," or, "No one wants to be my friend." What they don't realise is that that don't like and respect themselves, but they want others to be friends with them. That never works. We tell people what to think of us, not so much with our words but by the environment we develop around us and by the way we take care of ourselves."

I Love Laying in the MUD

My whole life I have had a thing, you know what I mean, a thing, an existence. A contrived living, made up of a mannequin that look somewhat like me. I would grumble because I didn't look like the other mannequins, I would lament of my sorrowful looks. For sure, my life was made up of a series of events that even the most ridiculous Soap Opera would never be able to conceive. But as much as my life was a slab of deification, God always met me. (if you are careful you will notice this is all in past tense until this point). God is my (non Turkish) delight. He takes my lamentations and turns it into a series of movements, fluid, capering, sliding and leaping (this could also be known as dancing in some lands). As soon as my feet hit the ground in repetitive beats and my arms wave the air like a child trying to mimic an elephant, a great sense of ecstatic joy flows through the essence of who I am.

What I have noticed is this, when I wallow in my sorrows, looking only to the things that I do not fit into, live up to, or hope to aspire to, then I sit and roll around in mud; possibly in deification too. Our circumstances don't change when we just gape our mouths open and shut making noises about it, we need to acknowledge the goodness of God. When we remember that DUH God is awesomeness on a stick, we get a rhythm that moves through us. The very definition of turning our mourning into dancing!

I used to try and change things by looking at what I don't have, this would end up in either defeat or I would never live up to my own expectations!
My advice?

STOP IT Lay it all down at His feet, and dance. This is where change happens.

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