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My Strength

“I’ve picked you. I haven’t dropped you.’
Don’t panic. I’m with you.
There’s no need to fear for I’m your God.
**I’ll give you strength. **

I’ll help you.
I’ll hold you steady, keep a firm grip on you.”

**Each time I read that sentence, I heard the Holy Spirit add the word “My”; I’ll give you My strength.”  Wow!  Speechless!  That means limitless strength.  He, the Creator of everything, give me, a dot on the spectrum of eternity, His own strength.  Speechless.

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exposing

“For whatever God says to us is full of living power: it is sharper than the sharpest dagger, cutting swift and deep into our innermost thoughts and desires with all their parts, exposing us for what we really are.” – Hebrews 4:12, The Living Bible

wisdom and honey go together

“From a wise mind comes careful and persuasive speech.
Kind words are like honey—enjoyable and healthful.”

Proverbs 16:23-24, The Living Bible (TLB)

Don’t Get Eaten!

Stay alert! Watch out for your great enemy, the devil. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour.” – I Peter 5:8, New Living Translation

He knows what is in our hearts

“Because of the miraculous signs Jesus did in Jerusalem at the Passover celebration, many began to trust in him.  But Jesus didn’t trust them, because he knew all about people.  No one needed to tell him about human nature, for he knew what was in each person’s heart.” *

Ouch!  Father, please clean my heart up!

 

*(John 2:23-25, New Living Translation)

 

Guard

“Guard your heart above all else,
for it determines the course of your life.” – Proverbs 4:23, New Living Translation

Keeping Things Confidential

This is an edited version of an actual letter that was sent from one Christian sister to another. It was suggested that I make this an anonymous version to share with others that confess knowing Jesus. It’s a sobering fact that I admit I have shared things that I have had no business opening my mouth about.  I pray that as you read this, you will face the truth of times you have told information that should never have been spoken.  For a bit of background on what you’re about to read, the person being addressed in this letter was the last one to have communicated, and had apologized for what they had done. Six months went by before a reply was given. You will understand as you read on.
I choose to forgive you. Your ability to keep things confidential regarding my fleeing to a new location for safety, details about where I worked in this new place, and the existence of a family member very few knew existed, made me think I could trust you with the painful story from that night in the Emergency Room. The Holy Spirit said not to send you that text. I disobeyed Him due to the history I just named. I own up to my part in this. The rest of responsibility I place on you. I sent you the text because I desperately needed prayer and any message/word/Scripture God would give to help me cope. I honestly didn’t know how I would make it thru the eleven hours remaining on that shift. So many emotions were raging through me I truly felt I was going to explode. I don’t know any other way to describe how I felt. I needed you to pray for me. Period. As a result of your inability to keep that confidential, the following is what I have gone through.
For the next month I spent eight to twelve hours a day looking for a job. When I found one, it was a one and a half hour daily commute. After training was complete, I averaged eleven hours a day on the job. The lighting at this new job brought on migraines that lasted four to six weeks. I finally had no choice but to wear sunglasses and a big floppy hat in the office to block the light as much as possible. The migraines continued, but were not as severe. Due to the long hours, I ate all my meals in my car: my breakfast while driving to work, lunch in my car for privacy and attempts to unwind a little from the inexpressible stress, then supper on the way home. Once home I needed to go straight to bed, but still had to do laundry, fix my meals for the next day, pay bills, balance bank accounts, keep mail and emails processed, clean for the church that I had committed to do, train my dog, spend time with my sons and grandsons, take Mom to the stores, read the Word (forget studying it; there was no time for that), look for a house to rent close to work so I could go home and take care of my dog on those fourteen hour days at work, plus look for a different job. Very rarely was I able to unwind from all this even though it was so desperately needed. It was a very long and highly stressful four months!!! I still have a daily commute of 45 min to an hour five days a week. I have to fill my gas tank every four days, at an average of $30 per fill. That also translates into 1,000 miles driven per month in my 20-year-old car just for work commutes. ALL of this could have been avoided if you had just kept a confidential text truly confidential. When you asked for the name of the little girl in the ER and I said absolutely not, that the fact that I shared it with you was a borderline HIPAA violation, was that not at least a clue to keep quiet and not share with an entire church? While the prayer of agreement is sometimes necessary, there are also times to keep it just between you and God. At those times it is revealed whether we really trust Him or not. If we can’t trust Him with something that no one else knows about, then do we really trust Him at all? Answered prayer does not always come through corporate prayer. There are times it comes through the intimate trusting of just the individual and God knowing of a need. This was one of those times.
Dr. Dobson has said that trust is the foundation of any relationship. That trust has been shattered by your telling the very private story of a little girl and her horribly tragic story. If that mom has heard her own story told around town as a result of you not keeping quiet, she also will not feel she is safe going to that caring hospital for help. I will not be confiding in you, and as a result, have very little to say to you. By telling a story you had no business sharing, I was fired by a very prestigious employer which does not look good on my resume, I have not been able to write/speak as God has called me to do, and have lost a confidante. Ours is now a very surface relationship. Your inability to keep things between you, God, and I has drastically effected my life, possibly the lives of that mother and little girl, and now our sisterhood. At the time I was fired, I was beginning to look for a house to rent. Since I no longer had income, your decision also affected my son’s life, as I am still going to have to live with him for an additional year. In my opinion, you owe him an apology as well. I pray you have learned a valuable lesson. I know I have. Yes, it’s by choice that I forgive you.