My daughter was caught doing what any toddler of devout Pentecostal and Baptist parents would do when presented with food…
Can I get an AMEN? 😉
Recently, I’ve started reciting and praying portions of the Bible. I believe the universe God created responds well to His Word- which holds power. For 2018, I pray Ephesians 3:14 – 19 for all those in Christ’s family:
I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of His glorious riches He may strengthen you with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have the power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge- that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
In Jesus’ holy name I pray,
This is going to be the year for Christ’s people.
Have faith and watch what He does 🙂
So last night I prayed for humility. I knew it was a prayer that needed to be said because I prayed each word with a little bite.
Like my ego was saying, “I don’t need to be more humble. I’m perfect as I am and humility is for p-” and my spirit was like, “Shut the hell up, ego! I’m tryna keep us out of the eternal pit! *Clears throat* As I was saying Lord, help me to tame my arrogant ways.”
And, yes, I recognized the possibility that I may suffer from schizophrenia. But that’s irrelevant.
The point is, I’ve started telling myself, “no.” Yesterday I got home after work, ready to chow down on some lit sushi. But then I realized I wanted it too much. So I decided to fridge the food, shower, and straighten up a bit. Then ate.
Like a city whose walls are broken through is a person who lacks self-control. (Proverbs 25:28)
It’s pretty empowering to feel in control of your own behaviors. Spirit leading the body and not the other way around.
Stay in control,
I’ve been in an emotional slump. Not full blown depression, but still. When life strikes a blow at my happiness, I want to react. I want to act. Fight or flight. Something!
So I prayed.
And the Lord sends the same reply, “Wait.” Be patient.
I feel life is passing me by and all I want to do is catch up.