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Compromise is a Catalyst for Chaos

I love a good ol’ piece of alliteration. I had a breakdown the other day. It was intense but over quickly.

I was told part of the problem was too many voices in my head-other people who are living breathing humans-can lead to chaos.

I didn’t even have to be in the situation to have all of the voices in my head. I compromised on something. I was willing to lower a standard and accept less than what I should.

It was a recurring issue. A test I hadn’t passed at least twice before. I’ve learned the lesson and definitely passed the test. I cannot compromise in that area or any other.

I have to be intentional and focused. I have to set a standard and demand that it be met. Ion have time for the chaos of compromise.

Forfeit

First of all-Happy New Year. I hope this year brings you more than you could ever hope and pray for.

Second. I have been MIA and it is a shame. I never finished all the names of God. I gotta get back on that. Life.

So, I am currently participating in a study of Genesis. The study is God of Covenant by Jen Wilkin. I’m participating with the Ramp Church International’s Refreshed Women’s Bible study.

She mentioned Moses and his bad day-when he got angry and God told him he wouldn’t see the promised land.

It made me think of David and the fact that he would be unable to build the temple because of the blood on his hands.

Can you imagine devoting your life to a people, a thing, God, and never see the fruit of it? Or reap the benefits?

Writing this made me think of Matthew 7:22-23 when Jesus said people would do things in his name and on judgment day tell them to depart because he never knew them.

I cannot imagine. I’m sure i have unknowingly forfeited some things. But the big things? Because of me? I can’t even.

I pray that we are intentional about what we do so that we don’t spend our lives going after and pursuing things only to miss out on them because of one singular moment, choice, lapse of judgment.

Until next time. Remember you are loved, you are chosen, and you matter.

The Carpenter’s Son

I really thought I was done for the day. I mean. I can find revelation in just about anything. But,I have never written and/or published this many blogs in one day. Must be somethin bout this 7th day. Completion and perfection or whatever. Anywho.

My auntie was singing this song, I Know it Was The Blood:

1 I know it was the blood,
I know it was the blood,
I know it was the blood for me.

Refrain:
One day when I was lost
He died upon the cross.
I know it was the blood for me.

2 They whipped him all day long,
They whipped him all day long,
They whipped him all day long for me. [Refrain]

3 They pierced him in his side,
They pierced him in his side,
They pierced him in his side for me. [Refrain]

4 He never said a mumblin’ word,
He never said a mumblin’ word,
He never said a mumblin’ word for me. [Refrain]

5 He hung his head and died,
He hung his head and died,
He hung his head and died for me. [Refrain]

6 He’s coming back again,
He’s coming back again,
He’s coming back again for me. [Refrain]

I started to say what I’m gonna write. I think I had already told her I was done. I know I told her this was the most and a lot. But the lady gassed me up. Real churchy. Talmbout that’ll preach and you’re walking real heavy. So here goes.

Some of this came from a messaage years ago. I don’t remember when or who and all that was said.

But. Tonight I asked my auntie if she realizes how. ntentional God was for Jesus to be born to a carpenter. He had to hear wood, the thing he came to die on, be manipulated, nailed, sawed, every single day until he was 30 and went into public ministry.

He had to have been taught his father’s trade. He could have been born to a publican, a priest, a levite, a fisherman, anybody else. But he was born to a carpenter. He had to be reminded of his mission daily.

Now this is for sure from the message. The preacher said something like could you imagine Jesus, as a baby, breastfeeding, hearing the sounds of Joseph with the wood and stopping to take note. Crazy.

I’m so glad it happened. However it happened. I’m so glad Jesus did it despite his human feelings, asking if the cup could pass but giving us the perfect example to accept the will of God in spite of ourselves and our feelings.

I’m really done now. I did Proverbs early so I wouldn’t be on here late and sleepy. Yet, here I am at almost 11. Ha. You’re gonna have to find the Scriptures yourself on this one. Lol. But it’s been a good God day!