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.

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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!

Love Letter

Happy Valentine’s Day To Me
Thought I’d dust my ‘pen’ off
And write myself a letter
Using the original love letter
He loved me so much
He gave me his best
Fearfully and wonderfully made
Beautiful in His image
He loved me before time began
Knew me before I was formed
Saw me, chose me
Even when I’m by myself
I’m never alone
He never leaves
Rejoices over me with gladness
Quiets me with His love
Exalts over me with singing
Saw on Insta
God isn’t my Valentine
I guess
Even though
He is the I Am
Whatever I need
I’ll give her that though
Cuz He’s so much more
Father
Savior
Friend
Comforter
Keeper
Alpha
Omega
Beginning
End
Shelter
Guide
I could stay here all day
So much to say
But words will never suffice
With all that He is
I am enough
Ion need another human
At least not simply to flex
On a commercial holiday
I’m cool
Patiently waiting
If I’m not ready
He’s not ready
I don’t want it
But let me tell you this
He has big shoes to fill
I gotta follow him
As he follows Christ
Did you read this?
What about the Good Book?
Tuh.
God speed to him!
Okay
Um
Me too