I once watched a sermon by Paul Washer, and he said something that stuck with me: You cannot have an encounter with Jesus Christ and not be changed.
I wrote this poem when I was green, naive, and a bit deceived! Ayeeee, that rhymed. No, but seriously, I wrote this when I was angsty and in strong “like” with someone. Poetry is not my normal form of expression but I guess all things are possible when you’re in your feelings. 😉
There is one thing that we all want. It doesn’t matter who you are, where you’re from, or what you’ve gone through. We all want love.
The temptation to be discouraged and disappointed has been strong and consistent. Sometimes I focus on my circumstances more than I should. When I do, I get discouraged because things aren’t the way I want them to be, and the promises I’ve received from God haven’t manifested in my life, YET
I am my Beloved’s, and my Beloved is mine (Song of Solomon 6:3).
Thank You Father for Your unfailing love and wonderful deeds toward mankind (Psalm 107:8). Thank you for sending Your Son, Jesus Christ, to die on the cross for our sins. Because of Jesus Christ, we have been reconciled back to You. You are our Father. We are Your children, and we love You. Happy Father’s Day!
As a believer and follower of Jesus Christ, I believe that all lives matter. However, in America, black people have been consistently shown that our lives don’t matter. We have endured more than 400 years of racism, oppression, disenfranchisement, and discrimination. Thus, we affirm our lives not in an attempt to negate or devalue anyone else’s.
Satan is waging a fierce battle for our hope and our hearts in this season. With everything that is going on in the world, it’s so easy to pick up and carry around anger and rage like a newly acquired purse or wallet. It’s so easy to look out into the world or even at the state of our own lives and feel hopelessness. You don’t know if your life is going to change, when it’s going to change, or how it’s going to change. But you do know that it needs to change.
I hope you will join me today, no matter who you are or where you are, and pray for the lives of black people in America. As brothers and sisters in Jesus Christ, we are one and our fight is the same: to use the power and authority given to us by Jesus Christ to fight against the schemes, tactics, and tricks of the enemy to steal, kill, and destroy.
I’ll be the first one to admit that there have been times in my walk with the Lord that my faithfulness and loyalty to Him was like the early morning dew that quickly disappears. At times, just like the children of Israel, I played the harlot and chased after things or gave my heart to things that were in direct rebellion to God.