Serenity

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change.

It is the only way I am going to make it through. For a minute there, I thought I was not going to need God. Fool that I am. I am so grateful that I do. I just hate to keep forgetting, and then go through the "opportunity" once again of remembering. I am grateful for the "opportunity" as well.

Fear has been upon me these last several days/weeks/months. How long have I been turning my gaze from my Beloved only to gaze upon my own pride.

I hope that fear is gone. I am perfectly loved. But then I forget. How can I forget that I am so loved. Maybe that is heaven. Not forgetting.

Father, forgive me this stupid pride. It hurts so badly to see how far I have wandered from my Home. I am doing my best. My best just isn't good enough.

Run At It.

Run at the pain. Run at the fear. Run at the ignorance.
Take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ. Grab ahold of the thing you fear. Run right at it, grab it with all your strength, and run with it toward Jesus. Get your knees up to avoid trip hazards and run, calling on the Name of Jesus.

The next thing you know, you will be in the embrace of Perfect Love, laughing in the center of Joy. You will be mostly aware that you are loved. On the dim edge of memory, you will remember that something had been happening just before...Oh, yes. There was this opposition. There was this force arrayed against you. But, where is it? ? ? ? ? Well, whatever it was, it is gone and you are here in the Heart of Delight.

Run at it. No weapon that is formed against you shall prosper.

Thank you, Father for basic instructions. And for those who have followed them before us.

It is good in here. All of the answers are with God. Bring your questions. Sit in the presence of Love. Every answer is right here.

Better yet, here is not needing an answer anymore. I do not need to ask what Father will do with Dennis. Here it is perfectly clear that Father loves Dennis. Here it is clear that the answer to every question about Dennis is Love.

Father, I am so grateful that you love Dennis the way you do, that you love him perfectly. Thank you that you have good plans for Dennis. Most, thank you that you are teaching me to trust you and your plans. Please do not let me distract you.

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Where is Mom? Just watched a program with a "strong mom" theme. The are everywhere you look, popular, and without societal rejection. Humans like moms, and strong moms.

The thing that I am pointing to is that human stories reflect the God story, His-Story, all of the time. The themes are about good fathers, and about super heroes, redeeming ordinary people from death. And they are about good strong mothers.

It is also not hard to find a TV program featuring a stupid dad (d'oh) dominated by a smart mom. and stories of moms gone bad. Then there are the super heroes who are not very super. Frankly, I believe all of these pictures of failure end up guiding us to the only pictures of perfection.

But part of this stream of thought goes back to last night. I have to deliberately grow nearer to the Holy Spirit. Somehow I think there is momming there. Though at the same time there is momming going on in Fathers lap.

No real destination here. Just a hunger to draw and stay nearer to God, and find all that I need in all that He is. Thank you for the Way.

Fear Not

Fear can not exist in the Holy Wild. I may carry it into the Presence, but fear will not persist there.

If I have a habit of carrying fear, of giving fear a place of headship in part of my life, I can run and fight for a long time, and might not find the victory I need. I believe, in stead, I am going to go where it can not stay, and stay there long enough to break the habit. I am welcome, under the Blood of Jesus, in the presence of God. Fear, even a fear I would call my fear, firmly attached by long association, can not stay in the Presence of Love. Perfect Love casts out all fear.

Here in the Holy Wild fear holds no sway. Here in the Holy Wild I get distracted by adoration anyway. I am such a limited creature. I am only able to worship one god at a time. So I chose Big G and over time I forget the old tie, and the reason I came to fear in the first place.

Now I can show the face of fearlessness, and know what to say when someone asks why. Thank you, Father.

Good Night

Wow. Everything next to Father is perfect. Only the perfect covering of Blood has made it possible for me to discover that. The Blood of Jesus has made me perfect. Have to grab that. Do I really believe it? Despite the fact that I know it is true?

How about that? Something can be true, and I still to not believe it or act as though I believe it.

There is a difference between truth and belief. Of course...there is huge room and huge testimony that we can function on belief in untruth. So why not function on unbelief in truth.

Better yet, it is true, and I know it is true...and I still do not live on the belief. That is a bigger stretch. It reminds me of that situation where someone is offered Christ and rejects Him...and then is asked, "Well, what in hell do you want?"

What outside and away from the grace of God do I want? What is there out here in the world that I want badly enough to turn toward it and away from my Father's perfect provision? What do I think is missing from His Offer?

He has made me perfect in His sight. That is enough. I can and will sit with you now, Father, and I will rest with you, not fearing your wrath. Display your lovingkindness for my brother and sister tonight, and draw them to your embrace.