Seasons

How do you react when winter ends? Sometimes it transitions peacefully and sometimes it's like, you wake up and all of a sudden it's a heat wave! You go to sleep with snow on the ground and wake up to birds chirping. Other times, it'll be snowy, then the next day a little warmer, then a little warmer, and finally you're in spring. And when you're in spring do you have grieve the snow? You don't see the snow anymore, right? Do you look at your winter coat and weep? Maybe. Maybe not.

I thought of this because it's been very difficult for me to come out of this last season. It's hard to experience (or, honestly, sometimes it's hard to want to experience) seasons of peace after you've come out of a season of pain. It's hard to start over or want to start over when you are bombarded by the thoughts and the memories. I've heard it said: From time to time, weep deeply over the losses in your life, and then, dry your eyes, wash your face, and move on - and I'd add: enjoy what you have now and what is soon to come! In some ways the last season was kind of comfortable...only because it was familiar. It was not necessarily a good season although I do have to say that I am a lot stronger than I have ever been or than I have been for a long time. I definitely went to a new level and it had to take me going to a LOWER level to get to this higher place.

Sometimes, we'll be in spring and suddenly get a snowstorm. Or we'll get a random hot day in the winter. Climate change? Global warming? End days? Or just a reminder...when that happens in the spiritual or proverbial season, we usually are reminded of the previous season. And depending on the season we're in, we may long for that past season...or we may be glad it's over.

Sometimes in the spiritual we have regrets...we wish things would've gone differently, thinking that would have prevented the shift, but maybe that's not so true. I heard God say to me the other day: Did you cause the snow in the winter? Can you control the weather? No. Sometimes we can't control seasons. People come and go. Jobs end and start. Life happens. Some changes we are responsible for but some, many, are necessary.

Life is about losses and gains. This last season has been a season of loss and pain for me. But also a beautiful season of strength and discovery. Some of you may have had a beautiful season and now are in a season of pain or grief.

Again I ask, in the natural, how do you react to the changing seasons?

One thing to remember through it all - and I record this as I hear this in my spirit, and I speak it over myself and my heart - one thing we can count on - God does not change like the shifting shadows. In the physical, seasons occur as we move around the sun. The sun stays still! So too in the spirit - the SON stands still. Jesus does not move. The seasons change as we get closer or further to Him, as we experience longer shadows or lots of sun, as the days get shorter or the nights get longer. But God does not move! We can cling to Him.

When it's spring in one part of the world, it's summer in another, winter in another, etc. Not everyone experiences different seasons in their lives at the same time. We need to be mindful of this and be okay with it. I know it's weird and can be hard to accept. I can't conceive that in Argentina right now it's winter lol.

Anyway...just wanted to share my heart...

What Are You Wearing?

I saw a lady with a tee shirt on that said: "I'm looking for trouble" and I immediately pictured someone going up to her saying: "Well you found it." What she wore was almost like a self-fulfilling prophecy. Your clothes are not your identity but they are a reflection and they put out a certain "vibe" or sign. It's like your advertising. 

So I wondered, as a Christian, what am I advertising? Am I putting on Christ? Am I clothing myself with compassion, love, peace. What will they see and who will be attracted when I wear the full armor of God (Ephesians 6:11-18)? 

#foodforthought 

Isaiah 52:1
Awake, awake, Zion, clothe yourself with strength! Put on your garments of splendor, Jerusalem, the holy city.

Colossians 3:12 
Since God chose you to be the holy people he loves, you must clothe yourselves with tenderhearted mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.
 
Romans 13:13-14
Let us behave decently, as in the daytime, not in carousing and drunkenness, not in sexual immorality and debauchery, not in dissension and jealousy. Instead, clothe yourselves with the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the desires of the flesh.

Ephesians 4:24
Put on your new nature, created to be like God--truly righteous and holy.





Galatians 3:27 For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ.


These are the things we should clothe ourselves with. What kind of message are we sending? 

BEAUTY IN THE JOURNEY - PART OF MY TESTIMONY

Still reflecting on the word that God gave me this weekend. The word that I had been waiting for, for a long time. And as I reflected, I realized I had gotten that word before - but had refused to accept it. I remember how I desperately wanted to hear from God regarding that situation, back in July when I went on a retreat to Virginia. Wait, let me be more specific and raw! I've always seen people get delivered in really dramatic ways (now I have learned that the term for that is manifesting and it's demonic and not necessary and in fact often even a distraction for true deliverance). And in fact when I went on the retreat I saw people manifesting and I wanted to manifest too (again, I didn't realize that's what it was...and now as I write this I am receiving even more revelation about it...) I wanted God to take this thing from me. (But God is a gentleman and will not forcibly take anything from us. We have to willingly give it to Him. That's what always scared/s me. I'm like: well if it's up to me then I'm never going to get better -__-. But that wasn't and isn't the case, as I learned on this retreat. Praise God!) So as the weekend in July went on, I was like, groveling with God. Begging Him to take it from me, etc. And I was a little disappointed when I didn't get prayed over in that way or should I say, when I didn't scream or shake or vomit or things like that. But God still spoke and it was good. But then toward the end, the last day, this lady came and prayed for me. She said God knew that I was asking for a word and she said "Tonight, God speaks to you. Don't get distracted. Don't miss it. Pay attention." And I expected like a feeling in the pit of my stomach or horns or bright lights or something lol I don't really know what I was expecting. Actually I think I was expecting a dream or a vision or maybe even someone giving me a word. God can certainly speak in those ways, but that wasn't how God wanted to show up. Well in the car ride home I kept thinking of that word and waiting for God to speak. I thought I heard Him in one of the conversations, but I sensed in my spirit that He had something else for me. Suddenly, some sisters started having a conversation about the situation I wanted God to speak about. I immediately shut my ears to it because I did not want to hear it. Yes, I wanted to hear from God. But I had shut down because I was afraid (I have my reasons...) . And all of a sudden I realized: Oops! They're talking about what I wanted to know about. Maybe I should find out what they were saying (especially since part of it was in Spanish..I knew there was something there and I needed a translation because I needed and wanted to hear from God). So someone told me what they were talking about. It was two ladies having the conversation. I "received" what one of the ladies said (though I had kinda felt disappointed because I guess it wasn't what I was expecting? And because the word was about an open door to the enemy and I didn't think I had any of those but I tried to think if there was anything that needed to be shut). But the other lady shared with me what the Lord really wanted me to hear - but I didn't "hear" it. I brushed right past it and didn't give it a thought. (looking back, there were probably a few reasons why I didn't "hear" it). So I went back home, thinking: maybe I'll have a dream or God'll like come down to my room or something. And being upset that He didn't speak to me. And to be perfectly honest - using it as an excuse to remain in my sin.  

Flash forward to a few months ago when I was once again battling this stronghold and God connected me to someone who one day in a conversation, told me the same word that the lady gave me (which I had not "heard" last time...which I totally forgot about until I think today). She said it so casually, almost matter of fact, no fan fare. But this time I did receive it and I said to myself: oyy if that's what's going on, I don't want it. And I thought that that would make me not want to fall into temptation again. 

However, will power alone is not enough to overcome addictive, sinful behaviors. I really thought that I wasn't going to slip slide again but, alas, a few months ago I found myself wrapped up in it again. And if I am really honest with myself, I had never really fully let it go. Just the thoughts alone are sinful. 

So leading up to this retreat I was fasting and praying. I knew I needed to let this and other things go. I always recommend to people that they go up the mountain with an expectation, with a request of God. I had a few specific requests. I know God was doing something up in that mountain but I still had not received this specific answer as of Sunday. But I had gone up that weekend fully intending to not be distracted but hear from God. And amazingly, God sent a pastora from kentucky that does not know me (which is EXACTLY one of the things that I prayed for) to tell me what I needed to hear. And you know what? It was the same word that I got back in July and several months ago!!! The only difference was, I was finally ready to hear it. And I was and am willing to do whatever it takes to completely demolish this and other strongholds!

Press in

The woman with the issue of blood pressed in to be able to touch Jesus.
Paul pressed on to reach the prize.
We're always telling each other to press in. Press in to worship. Press in to breakthrough/victory. What we forget to mention is how painful it is. Narrow is the way to salvation, right? Ever heard of being between a rock and a hard place? Do the olives enjoy it when they're pressed to make oil? LOL. NO! They legit are crushed. They literally die. And when we press in we die ... to ourselves. to our ways of thinking. to our desires.

So yes, press in. It will be painful. But it will be worth it. <3