Where Are You

I have made mistakes. In more ways than one. More times than I care to count.

I’ve made decisions based on being hurt, lonely, and listening to the wrong people.

At times, I was strong enough to fight against it. I wasn’t seeking or making myself available for certain things because I knew I wasn’t geographically in the right place. In hindsight, I wasn’t emotionally or spiritually as well.

Where are you?

Are you ready for what you’re asking for?

Fruit that is eaten before it’s ripe is disgusting. Old fruit past its ripeness is too.

It is totally plausible that you know where you’re going and what’s coming. I did too. That’s how I knew I wasn’t in the right place.

But. This bag of bones and dirt will have us unfocused and off track, liable to make something happen too soon or miss the boat.

I’ve said it before, and the Bible is the source, if we abide in Him and His word abide in us, according to His will and the relationship we cultivate, we will be asking for what He wants of us.

Often times I’ve been frustrated waiting on Him to do something that was never His will or desire for me. He protected me from me.

So, let’s take stock. Where are we? Are we asking for the right things? Are they the things He desires? Or are they desires of this bag of dirt and bones?

Go be great. Someone’s counting on it.

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It Cost Her Something

I believe when I was writing Two Things Can Be True, and maybe even It’s Gonna Cost You Something, I thought about the person I’m going to discuss. Cuz I definitely though about her today.

It’s good ol Elisha, a woman, and her son again. It’s in one of the Kings. 2 I believe. Happy hunting. Go verify my words.

She was married to a man who was a prophet affiliated with Elisha. She sent word that her husband was dead. She made sure she name checked. She called her husband Elisha’s servant.

She told him her husband’s creditors were coming and going to take her sons as slaves.

E was like what can I do to help? Watchu got in yo house girl?

Sis was like “I ain’t got nothing but a small pot of olive oil.” Ooooh I can’t wait to get where I’m going.

E was like “aight bet. Go to your neighbors and get all the vessels (pots) you can. Don’t skimp. Get a bunch of them thangs. Go inside and shut the door behind you and your sons. Pour oil into them and set them aside as they get full.

I’m gonna go somewhere else I wasn’t going. When he prayed over the boy I talked about in Two Things Can Be True, he went in and shut the door.

He gave her instructions that included going in and shutting the door.

When Jesus got to the house of Jairus where his daughter lay dead, he put the people out and shut the door.

When Jesus was teaching the disciples about doing stuff for or with God (go find it chiiii) He told them to do it in secret and their Father would reward them openly.

Sometimes we got to go through the process alone and quietly. This is a word for me!

David was made king in the pasture. Where he was before and after he was anointed as the next king. I am probably repeating myself but oh well.

Joseph was made second in command of Egypt after being sold, ending up in Potiphar’s house as he serving in that position, and then falsely accused and imprisoned.

We need to get behind that door and let God make us into who He showed us we would be. Move in silence. And when it’s time, let Him put us on display in a place nobody can take because nobody put us there but Him.

So, sis is filling pots left and right. Old school assembly line I’m imagining. She ends up asking her sons for another pot. They’re like “dis it moms. Dats alluem (all of them).”

Sis is like “aight. Aye yo E. I filled the pots like you said. Now what?”

E tells her to sell the oil and pay the creditors.

Bruh. I just got something else. Okay.

Before Jesus died, Mary broke open her alabaster box filled with what? Oil. She anointed Jesus for His burial.

Before He was arrested, Jesus sat in the Garden of Gethsemane sweating blood and asking not to have to go to the cross if it was possible. If you read another blog you know where He was: on Mt. Olivet/Mt. of Olives surrounded by what it takes to make oil. As Christ. Which means the Anointed One.

My blogging, author person reminded me that King David was anointed three times. Maybe one for the Father, one for the Son, and one for the Holy Spirit who are all one identified by the name of Jesus who is the King on the throne.

All this lady had was the symbol of anointing. That symbol multiplied and provided for her. This brings to mind the Scripture that says but my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory BY CHRIST Jesus.

Sometimes, all we have is the anointing and the Anointed One. Those are the best times. Cuz He shows us who He is. And we have enough because He is all, and everything, that we need.

Do what it takes to be anointed. It ain’t easy bein breezy. But it’s worth it.

Go be great. Someone is counting on you.

Lettuce Pray

Ha. These titles sometimes.

My un-title-able person (who blogs here who I am so excited to nag about her forthcoming book that will bless the people) asked me to pray with her about something.

Okay bet. I send prayers through text and have for years at this point. She was all into it.

I said thanks but I was unimpressed by how much she liked it if I’m honest. I think I take for granted the things I’ve done on my own in my wilderness.

To the point that someone said I’m more powerful than I think. After I used it on her, my person agreed.

I told her the steps that I adhere to and she told me to blog it. I told her I was gonna make it a book. I went and prayed about it and here we are.

There are levels to, different reasons for, and different kinds of prayer. I said, in Salvation I believe, that the base level of prayer is just a conversation with the Father.

A lot of times I LEGITIMATELY just talk to Him like I talk to y’all. I roll my eyes and suck my teeth. Facts. I’m super honest.

One. Cast cares because He cares.

Two. In different moments He is different things. He’s a Father and a big deal. But He also called us friends.

Through the death of Jesus as son and adoption as a Gentile, He’s my big brother.

But. When it is time to bring heaven down to earth, there are certain things I always do. Over the course of many a church service, conference, etc., I was taught these things.

I call Him Father often times.

Then I thank Him for who He is. Worship. Acknowledging His holiness and the parts of Him that are necessary for the request (Jehova Jireh, magnificent, I exalt You (that one is weird based off of the description. He is the King on the throne. By exalting Him, I acknowledge that He is above me and above everything.)).

Then I tell Him what His Word says while asking for the request. The best way, in my humble opinion, to reach heaven is to let heaven know what its Creator says. After all, He said His Word wouldn’t return to Him void but would accomplish what He sent it to.

I thank Him some more for hearing the request and also (often) by faith for fulfilling the request.

And then the MOST important part. I say in the name of Jesus. Sometimes I worship there too by describing what the name of Jesus is (mighty, matchless, all powerful, saving). And then hit Him with an Amen.

I am putting an edited version of my prayer for her below so you can actually see what I mean.

Father, thank You that You are Jehovah Jireh, the God who provides. You are the same God who provided for Abraham. Your promises are yes and amen. You said if we abide in You Your Word abide in us and we can ask what we will. Your Word says if we delight in the Lord You will give us the desires of our heart. Kind and gracious Father, we simply ask You to honor Your Word. Because it says it will not return void but must accomplish that which You sent it to. She has been a faithful servant and served and led well. God we thank You that you hear us but more importantly You hear Your Word. In the mighty and matchless name of Jesus, amen!

Go be great. Someone is counting on it!

Do We Really Believe?

I’m listening to somebody sing an awesome song. I’ve conversed with them and they dont seem to trust the God they are singing about.

Jesus commissioned the disciples to do what he was doing. They watched him,earned from him, and then he said go to the people do what you’ve seen me do. (Mark 9:1-6)

A couple of them came back unable to cast a demon out. Jesus did it. The disciples asked why they couldn’t. Jesus said it was because of their unbelief. (Matthew 17:14-20)

It’s a puzzling, interesting thing that we go to church and hear sermons, hear songs, read the Bible, do all of this God-centric or God-adjacent stuff yet…

We don’t see the promises of God manifested. We look at the problem and not the problem solver.

We look at the wind and the waves and sink instead of focusing on the Savior in the middle of a miracle. (Matthew 14:25-30)

We create this hero who we don’t allow to become our friend. We create this Santa Claus but don’t fellowship with him. We create this genie but don’t allow him to lead and guide us.

We ask, but not according to his will. (1 John 5:14) So, we end up with issues. We don’t do what the Bible says do in, the way it says to do it in order to receive because we aren’t fully believing it. Why? Because our concept of who he is and how we should relate to him is skewed.

We aren’t taught or ignore the character and mind of who God truly is. If we don’t know how can we believe? Our relationship is a two way street

But, if we are conditioned to always ask, have our hand out, expect him to just do whatever we ask, we are disappointed. That affects our belief.

What a world this would be if we allowed the Word and the giver of that word to come alive in our lives. What a world this would be if we invited him in and gave him control. What a world it would be if we simply, truly believed.

Be Careful What You Ask For Cuz You Just Might Get It

The title of this has been sitting in my drafts since 12-19-20. I honestly forgot that it was there until I went to my drafts to finish two other posts.

I have slept a lot since then. I have no earthly idea the context of the thought.

It applies to sooooooooo many things in my life.

The one thing that it applies to the most is slightly apropos. Wisdom. Apropos because that’s basically all Proverbs is and “we “are going through it “together”.

When I was younger, some person in some church something told us to ask for wisdom. I’m a pew baby a.k.a. I’ve been in church since I was conceived. Lol.

I have always, as far as I can remember, loved all things church and God. I took in and soaked up so much of what was said. Both to my detriment and benefit.

So, I asked God for wisdom. What I didn’t know and was not told was kinda vital. Hopefully, the person didn’t hide the ball on purpose. Hopefully, my telling you what I wasn’t doesn’t dissuade you from asking for it anyway.

Experience. That’s what was was left out. In order to obtain wisdom, I had to experience some stuff. Boy. At some point since, I think I said that I wouldn’t have asked had I known. The experiences have been difficult and painful. I wouldn’t change a thing though.

While it was hard to get the wisdom, it grew my relationship with Jesus. He was always there. Just like the footprints poem. Nothing in this world is better or matters more than a relationship with Jesus.

I got what I asked for. But it cost, costs me something. I know where I’m going though. The price was worth it. The price is worth it.

Paul said it best: for I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us (Romans 8:18 KJV).