The wind blew and when I opened my eyes everthing had changed.

Struggle

I most often want to write but get intimidated with pressure to create something beautiful, something airy, or something deep. My life at this point is not exactly the picture of beauty. There is much that is not right and in the process of being changed by a much longsuffering God.

I am appaled sometimes at my lack and inactivity to reach out to Jesus as did the woman with the issue of blood. It is easy to reach out when one needs salvation in a moment of crisis but then there is a certain amount of brushing one's self off and trying to be and do on one's own to present the gracious merciful One with someone that needs a little less grace and mercy. I can say openly that I am in great need of God's direction, grace, mercy, and empowerment. I am overwhelmed by my own lack and inaction. Stupified in fact.

It is such a struggle to fight the flesh with it's self-centeredness. Victory is ours through the blood of Jesus Christ. We have victory submitting to God. Running to Him! Walking in His Spirit. Learning what it means to be His. Having the mind of Christ. Being transformed by the renewing of our minds and walking in the authority we have as sons and daughters of a most high King. His Word is truly life! There is so much God wants to bring us into. So much He wants to set us free from.

I do so want to be in a place where my Father is glorified.