Olive Juice

One day, I was taught that if you say olive juice it looks like you are saying I love you if people read your lips.

I just saw an immature adult post on social media that they say this to avoid I love you.

It’s funny how something super important in the Bible, a place of impact on Christianity, has been reduced to a cheap way to say I love you.

Oil. That’s what Olive Juice is. Not what is in the jar with olives. But what is made when the olives are pressed.

When they endure a process that seems designed to destroy them. A process that crushes them and…chiii I don’t know exactly. But them thangs can’t possibly resemble what they started out as after the process to get the oil. My goodness. I added this section when I came back to proofread. Sheeeeeesh. When we….aht. I’m gonna drop down.

The super expensive stuff people buy and use for all kinds of reasons.

The substance used to signify and symbolize the anointing, the choice of God.

In the Old Testament, priests poured oil over their heads and were described as letting it run down their beards.

There were certain things they could not do without the oil. Without a tangible, physical symbol that they were chosen by God to be an intermediary with the people. Someone who the people came to who then went to God on behalf of the people.

When God rejected the choice of the people’s king (Saul) and chose another (David) the priest and prophet Samuel went to David’s father’s house and sought to anoint the king. He attempted to anoint every son. They didn’t even bring David in until Samuel asked if there was another.

Once the oil hit David, it was a wrap. David was anointed two other times.

There was a woman who lost her husband and her sons were under the threat of slavery due to her husband’s debt. He was affiliated with the prophet Elisha. She sent word that her husband was dead. He asked how he could help and what she had in her house.

She told him all she had was a little jar of oil. He told her to gather pots from her neighbors and pour oil into them. He told her to get A LOT of them. She poured and poured until she ran out of pots. Elisha told her to sell the oil to settle the debts.

Christ means anointed one.

Before his death, He was minding His business doing what He did and fellowshipping with people. A woman who was blessed by His ministry named Mary came around the group. She had an alabaster box filled with expensive oil. The people knew it’s value and were aghast at her decision to seemingly waste it on Jesus.

Whew. But Mary knew His value. I can’t. Sheesh. Jesus let them know that what she did was proper because she anointed Him for His burial.

Later on, Jesus goes to pray. To Mount Olive. Or Mount Olivet. Or the Mount of Olives. Whichever.

He knows it is almost time to die. He prays so hard He sweats blood.

I was listening to a message and he called it the Mount of I Love You or the Garden of I Love You. That thing blessed me!

Wooooooooow. This just hit me. We get a preview of the cross in a place of love and choice. He said if it were possible to let this cup pass. Nevertheless, not my Will but Your will. Talking to the Father but talking to Himself. The sacrificial Lamb who was born to die, was anointed, dropped some of the sacrifice in a place of olives that makes oil that represents anointing and choice.

This revelation on today! My good God.

He said Himself, for God so LOVED the world that He gave His only Son.

Gave. He made a choice.

He chose us.

That is a blessing and a privilege that deserves reciprocity. It deserves something in return.

It deserves our very lives and the sacrifice required.

He chose us then.

He chose us when He fulfilled the choice by saving us.

He chose us when He chose us for purpose.

He chooses us when we endure what He endured so that we can carry out our purpose.

He chooses us every day we wake up.

He chooses us even when we don’t choose Him.

Okay. The drop down. When we are anointed and chosen, life has a way of crushing us and causing us to not look like what we did when we started.

How do I know?

David was sent back to the pasture. He ended up on the run for his life because Saul was out to kill him to keep him from being God’s choice. But what God has chosen?! Tuh. Try it if you want to.

How do I know?

Because within months of receiving the Holy Ghost at age nine, my life has been tumultuous. Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. At my hands and the hands of others.

Sheesh. It’s like God told the enemy the same thing He told Job. And I’m sure what you may feel like. Have you considered my servant?

To be anointed you gotta go through the process similar to the Anointed One. I can’t keep typing. This seems so long already. a;giovcklm.,v defsvijxcpregfvop’ cjkn feadsvmczx.,opjregvfogreczbjiknvzcx kopdklsvczx ;jvnvd. That is me speechless but having so much to say. Lol. This was so good to ME!

Choose Him today.

Don’t wast the oil.

Olive Juice is so precious, so expensive.

*Yoooooo. I’m sorry. I’m back. I had to edit after rewatching the message and some confusion over a name in the Bible.

In the message I mentioned up top he also pronounced olive as oh live. The Savior who was to die was in a garden of oh live. Tuh.

I’m supposed to be partaking in a Bible discussion about the women of the Bible. The genius behind it was excited because the name of the woman was unfamiliar.

It was the parable about the virgins Jesus told in Matthew. I was confused because no woman’s name was mentioned yet she had a name down.

Chiiiii. I searched Elaion and guess what? IT’S OLIVE OIL?! Fuel for the lamps. Undone I am. Ok. Addition over.*

Go be great. Someone is counting on it.

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.

It’s Jesus For Me

Been having some interesting conversations with some people lately.

A Jehovah’s Witness.

Someone into Reiki.

Someone who’s open to and been involved with multiple things.

I minored in philosophy and religious studies so I know a lil about several things.

I had an interesting thought when talking to the last person I mentioned.

All the religions that I know of, all the philosophy, all the astrology, all the everything have a root and basis in the Bible and what God created.

Truly.

So my thing is this: why fool with a cheap counterfeit?

I feel like, especially with why people came to what is now known as the United States, people just started creating stuff because they didn’t like what they were exposed to or a part of.

Just like Lucifer who became Satan, the prince of the air, people don’t want to submit to God’s authority.

Or they think they know better.

Or they didn’t like something.

Or they liked something a lil too much.

Now we have all these gods and versions of God that aren’t even truly Biblical.

Or we have Biblical things and principles that have been perverted and used in ways that are far from what God created, established, and intended.

While I respect the free will and choice that God has given us all, I’ve seen Him do too much.

It’s Jesus for me.

Where Is My Money

See Waiting Is The Action But Patiently Is The Attitude and the posts tagged in there. Issa lot.

I can’t make these things up. I called about my money.

Apparently, the person I spoke with Thursday didn’t complete all of the necessary steps to ensure that the withdrawal was completed. It may be my fault for getting off the phone.

Now, one may give me a pass to completely lose it. Nope. I get no such pass.

And quite honestly, I am super proud of myself. I believe I remained calm and told the person I spoke with I hoped I wasn’t being rude. He said I wasn’t and that he understood.

I asked to speak to a supervisor. I was under the impression that a new 3-5 days would start. He said that once a processor was assigned it would take 1-2 days.

He also said with the holiday, if it had been done on Thursday, it wouldn’t have reached me until tomorrow or Thursday. I told him I wasnt expecting it until tomorrow. But I wanted to set proper expectatuons.

He said escalating it would hopefully get it processed today. I told him I didn’t need to speak to the manager as long as the issue was noted for training purposes.

While I was finishing up with him, I got a call from the auto body shop. I had to call back. They haven’t even looked at my car yet. They will get back to me later. I kindly said thanks and hung up.

Cuz it doesn’t matter. I ain’t got no money to pay. 😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣.

I just wanna say I’m proud of me. A different version would not be at peace. But He gives peace that passes understanding (Philippians 4:7).

He’s doing something. I don’t like it. I don’t understand it fully. I don’t agree with the method or timing. However, I am waiting patiently on Him (Psalm 40:1). I am attempting to be content in the state I find myself (Philippians 4:11). I know that I’m sowing something now that I will reap later (Galatians 6:7).

I know what my future holds. I can see in part why this is happening how it is. It is all a way to get my flesh, me, Karlissa to die and come under subjection.

I gave Him a yes years ago. I’ve tried to take it back. I’ve tried to question if I heard and saw what I even gave a yes to. I gave a fresh yes Sunday.

I gotta line up my actions, words, thoughts, feelings, and emotions with the yes and representing Jesus in the earth.

Easy wasn’t promised. Able was. I can do it because I can do ALL things thought Christ who gives strength (Philippians 4:13).

Whatever you’re facing, you can because He can.

*The last post has arrived! Conclusion Of The Whole Matter