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Divine Friends – Part 2

Once upon a time, there was a boat named Innocence. Deep inside her heart, she wanted to see new shores, she wanted to see the sea. She had never been out on sail. She had always been tied down.

One day, just while God untied her and while he was getting ready to shift Innocence into the sea, she met a friend called Shore, who also was untied by God.

Innocence looked up to Shore and admired her. They became close friends.

After years and years of their friendship, Shore was still living in the harbour and so was Innocence.

One day, God got tired of Innocence’s complaints as to how her life didn’t go according to her plans.

God told Innocence that the reason for that was her friend, Shore.

“Ha!” Innocence replied to God, unable to believe what she heard. Right then, God showed Innocence a vision of her friendship with Shore, the friend she thought was a God-sent.

God showed Innocence how Shore always talked about where they are and never about what could be. How Shore loved the harbour so much that she used to detail every thing to Innocence – even those things that Innocence didn’t even notice. Innocence, who liked listening to stories, kept listening to Shore. And Innocence didn’t register that Shore was slowly eroding her spirit and soul with fear and contempt and disgust towards the new; and love and loyalty towards the stale old.

In Divine Friends – Part 1, I talked about Friend B who I thought was a good friend, but whom God did not want me to be friends with.

I became friends with her in 2006 and I ended the friendship in 2013. I ended the friendship after 7 long years due to God’s warning. After the friendship ended, I thought it was God’s will that the friendship ended. But, I realized that it wasn’t even God’s will for me to begin this friendship. Even though, she was a nice church-going Christian like me.

God showed me how Friend B was never causing me to go backwards. But, at the same time, she did not allow me to go forward. She talked about the present so much that she kept me stuck. I want you, the reader to know that these series of posts about Divine Friends are not something that I am writing out of my imagination. They happened to me and the conclusions I draw in these posts are Revelations by the Holy Spirit directly to my heart. These Revelations did not come through a pastor, but through my heart.

I am tired of Christian posts about picking friends which says God wants you to be friends with nice Christian people. What rubbish! What does a nice Christian look like anyway?! Such posts imply that nice Christians won’t get you into trouble, or drugs or unwanted pregnancies as these nice Christians do not do any of these things. What if these nice Christians are bad for you?

I do not have diabetes. So, me eating one whole chocolate cake in one day isn’t going to kill me, even if I drink 2 cups of sweet coffee after. But, if you see me doing all this and copy me, your kidneys could stop working if you are in the final stages of your diabetes.

God might lead my husband (I am not married, by the way) to give me a box of chocolates that I like for my birthday or Valentine’s day. But, He isn’t going to lead your husband or wife to do the same if you are in the last stages of your diabetes. Because it could kill you!

We as Christians are taught evil people = people who get drunk, people who have sex before marriage, non-Christians.

But, this idea is false. Just because I don’t get drunk or don’t have sex before marriage and keep myself pure, it doesn’t mean I am not sinning if I watch Porn secretly in my bedroom.

My point is appearances are deceptive. Don’t pick someone as your friend just because they go to your church or small group, or they are your neighbour or relative.

Pray and ask for God’s wisdom before making someone a close friend.

                                                  Proverbs 23:23

                                             Invest in truth and wisdom,
                                             discipline and good sense,
                                           and don’t part with them.

Be careful the environment you choose for it will shape you; be careful the friends you choose for you will become like them.

God showed me how Friend B was using me to go out with her to town as she doesn’t like going out alone. She would not come out with me when I asked her even though I almost always said yes to her. However, every year for my birthday and Christmas, she used to get me good gifts. This unconsciously filled me with the idea that she must love me and she must be a good friend.
God showed that because she was in my life, I could not have a relationship with my brother, who lived in my house. Even though my brother was trying to have a relationship with me, I could not see his goodness and desire to be my friend because I was so obsessed with Friend B and was worshipping her in a way. This one right there is a lesson I learnt the hard way and which is not talked about in our Christian community. If you are in a wrong friendship, even if it is just one wrong door, atleast one right door that God has for you will be closed, automatically. It is not the devil. It is not a punishment from God. It just happens.
An interesting thing to note is that Friend B also wasn’t exactly loving towards her siblings. Even though her siblings who was younger than her wanted to be her friends, she treated them disdainfully. I too treated my brother the same way. See that? You copy the people you spend the most time with, without you even knowing it.
I shall continue this topic in my next posts. For the time being, watch Divine Connections by Joel Osteen in Youtube.
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Prayer can change things

Reclaimed by nature: A small tree has taken root on the floor and moss covers the mattress in one of the bedrooms

Clean up your past before you embark on your future adventures, or else it will eat you alive.

Praying for your past to get cleaned up is like switching on your hoover.

It cleanes up all the dust, dirt, and the ugly yucky sticky smelly sick stuff that has been residing in the pit of your stomach for years, maybe decades.

You cannot create a brand new future if you don’t first take out the vacuum cleaner, switch it on and start vacuuming all of your mess.

Get Real With God. He saw what you did. Come clean before God. He heard you weeping.

Jesus knows everything about you. He is just waiting for you to know the truth about your past – so that together with him, you can begin the cleaning process.

Overturn the tables that he is telling you to, so that his temple (your body, mind and soul) will be clean and chaos-free, in harmony with God Himself – the Prince of Peace (Matthew 21:12-13).

If you do that, you will be colorful.

 

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Reclaimed by nature: A small tree has taken root on the floor and moss covers the mattress in one of the bedrooms

Clean up your past before you embark on your future adventures, or else it will eat you alive.

Praying for your past to get cleaned up is like switching on your hoover.

 

It cleanes up all the dust, dirt, and the ugly yucky sticky smelly sick stuff that has been residing in the pit of your stomach for years, maybe decades.

 

You cannot create a brand new future if you don’t first take out the vacuum cleaner, switch it on and start vacuuming all of your mess. 

Get Real With God. He saw what you did. Come clean before God. He heard you weeping.

Jesus knows everything about you. He is just waiting for you to know the truth about your past – so that together with him, you can begin the cleaning process.

 

Overturn the tables that he is telling you to, so that his temple (your body, mind and soul) will be clean and chaos-free.

Matthew 21:12-13

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Put a Lid on It by Sharon Jaynes

Put a Lid on It
Sharon Jaynes

Today’s Truth
Likewise, the tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boasts. Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark (James 3:5, NIV).

Friend to Friend
From the time I could hold a crayon in my chubby little hand, I’ve enjoyed creating various works of art. For my family and friends, my annual endeavors usually found their way under the Christmas tree and into their hands. One year it was macramé hanging plant holders woven with wooden beads. Another it was a menagerie of decoupage wooden boxes. Then there were the years of framed cross-stitch, ceramic Nativity sets, and quilted pig and chicken pillows. (Can I apologize now to any of my friends who received a stuffed pig or chicken pillow?)

When I was 17, it was the year of the candle. Everyone from Grandma Edwards to my best girlfriends received praying hands candles. For weeks I slaved over a hot stove, stirring melted wax, meticulously centering the ten-inch wicks, and then slowly pouring the red, green, or yellow molten material into an inverted mold in the shape of praying hands. When the wax hardened, I burped the rubber mold and plopped the hands onto the counter. My kitchen looked like a prostheses laboratory with hands littering the counters.

I was just cooking up my last batch of wax when the doorbell rang. I was having so much fun in my laboratory, that I forgot the time. I had a date at 7:30, and here I was in pink curlers and a paraffin-covered sweatshirt. I rushed through the kitchen, leaped over my dad, who had fallen asleep on the den floor in front of the television, and threw open the door.

“Hi, Jim. Come on in,” I said, out of breath. “I’m not ready.”

“So I noticed,” he said with a grin.

“I was cooking candles and lost track of time.”

“You were what?”

“Oh, never mind. Just come on in and have a seat on the couch. I’ll be ready in a minute.”

I dashed to my room, change clothes, took the curlers our of my hair, ran a brush through the tangles, swiped mascara through my lashes, and placed a hint of gloss on my lips. Jim sat uncomfortably on the sofa, listening to my dad snore and Jackie Gleason yell at Ralph Kramden. After about 15 minutes Jim smelled something burning from the kitchen. He didn’t want to call me for fear of waking up my dad. (Teenage boys don’t like to wake up their date’s dad if they can help it.) Instead, he tiptoed into the kitchen and discovered a pot on the stove with flames shooting up about 18 inches in the air.

Sleeping dad or no sleeping dad, Jim yelled, “Sharon! Whatever you were cooking is on fire!”

“Oh my goodness!” I exclaimed. “I forgot to turn the stove off!”

Just as I burst into the kitchen, Jim threw a cup of water into the flaming wax. Rather than extinguish the flames, the fire exploded upward. The flames shot up the wall, across the ceiling, and down the other side of the room. Our screams alerted my father, who woke to see his baby girl standing in a room surrounded by flames. With the agility of Superman, Dad sprang to his feet, ran to the kitchen faster than a speeding bullet, grabbed the lid of the pot, and clamped it down on the source of the flames. Just as quickly as the fire had erupted, it seemed to recede back into the pot like a genie returning to his bottle.

This all happened in a matter of seconds. We stood in the middle of the room like three stunned deer. I never did tell my dad that it was Jim who threw the water on the burning wax. Teenage boys already have two strikes against them just by walking through the doors to pick up a man’s baby girl.

After the shock of the incident wore off, I had time to reflect on the speed at which the flames blazed around the room, the feeling of fire licking against my skin, the terrifying swooshing sound the fire made. I thought about my words and how easily they can explode and singe those around me. I saw and understood the destructive power of our words and the speed at which that destruction can spread.

But you know what else I learned? I learned just how easy it is to stop the blaze…put a lid on it. As soon as my father placed a lid on the pot and removed the flames’ source of oxygen, the fire went out.

Job had the right idea when he said, “I will put my hand over my mouth” (Job 40:4). It is interesting that my hand fits perfectly over my mouth. Give it a try. I bet yours does too. Perhaps God made it that way on purpose.

Here’s what I do know: Some of the most powerful words are the ones we don’t speak. Sometimes we just need to keep a lid on it.

Let’s Pray
Dear Lord, set a guard over my mouth. Keep watch over the door of my lips. May nothing escape my mouth today that is not pleasing to You.
In Jesus’ Name,
Amen.

Now It’s Your Turn
Read Proverbs 26:20. What do you learn about how to stop gossip? How does this relate to today’s devotion?

Has there been a time you wish you had “put a lid on it.” (I know that is a silly question. Who hasn’t?)

Today, set a pot lid out on your kitchen counter as a reminder to put a lid on your words. You might want to leave it out for more than a few days.

Click on my Facebookhttp://www.facebook.com/sharonjaynes page and leave a comment if you are willing to leave a pot lid on your kitchen counter as a reminder to watch your words. Also, you can send me a picture of your pot lid atSharon@sharonjaynes.com and I’ll post that as well!

More from the Girlfriends
You have a powerful force, right under your nose. To learn more about how to use your words wisely and control your tongue, see my nook, The Power of a Woman’s Words. One way you can use your words well is to pray for your husband. Come visit us over at The Praying Wives Club and pay for your man.

On September 8, 2014, I’ll begin my on-line fall Bible Study on The Power of a Woman’s Words. I have the book and Bible study guide specially priced for the months of August and September. Those who sign up will receive access to free video lessons and a free video viewing guide. Click here to view a sample video lesson. This is perfect for church groups, small groups, or individual study. Click here to sign up and learn more. We’re going to learn about the power we possess, the people we impact, and the potential to change. Hope to see you there!

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A good video by Joyce Meyer – I haven’t listened to it yet though 🙂 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77elF_bQ3E0

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Broken Heart

 

A quote I just coined – “There can be no restoration without healing”

When God Heals © By M.S.Lowndes FROM http://www.heavensinspirations.com/when-god-heals.html

 

When God comes to heal us,
It’s final and complete
There is nothing that is lacking
When He meets us in our need

 

Whether it be in our body
Or the hurt within our soul,
He will touch the point of need
And will truly make us whole

 

His healing is there for you
Just receive it from the Lord,
Believe upon the living word
That you can be restored

 

Wherever there is weakness,
He is the strength we need
And He will gently lead us through
And heal the heart that bleeds

 

Jesus came to restore us
To fullness in our God,
But Satan has come to devour
And to kill, destroy and rob

 

But Jesus won the victory
So we need not be afraid
But claim the victory that is ours
And no longer live enslaved

 

We need to rise up in our faith
And not depend on how we feel,
Keep on praying and standing firm,
For our God surely heals.

© By M.S.Lowndes

READ THIS :http://michealspencer.wordpress.com/2013/07/23/healing-your-broken-heart/

 

 

 

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