Spiritual Reflections from The Reality of Life

There is one thing about EE that is sometimes from my own perspective seems to be more of a negative than a positive, but eventually turns into Spiritual Truths and Reflections that the Lord gives to me. I ponder things over and over. I weigh things out those that pertain directly to me and those things that just come across my knowledge base. So what do I do with all this pondering and reflecting? I take it to Abba Father for in depth conversations. ALL the Time! All the Time.

Prayer for me is a continual conversation with my Abba Father. It is on going. And yes it is sometimes one of those "I just don't understand why" conversations and at other times it is "HELP NoW!!!!

Believe me when I tell you "When Abba Father Speaks", I have to listen - even when I had a different point of view!!!

At times the process can hard on my emotionally and sometimes physically. It has gone on for years and years. Sometimes I can recognize it immediately and at other times it is like a velvet hammer, that comes down on me hard. In many ways, it is the price one pays for being an intercessor - a knee walker - a rug sucker! Yep that would be me. Intercessory prayer is no walk in the park. It is certainly not for the faint at heart.

The past several months has been that way.This time it has been a combination of scenarios that have hit me square between the eyes! the emotions have come in like pounding waves, many times leaving me crying violently into my pillow, so as not to disturb my neighbors. (That would not be a good thing) some has been from the disturbing reality of what I have been reading in the Word every morning. The old testament is tough stuff and God id not mess around. How thankful I am I was not living in those times, cause I think He would have long ago taken me out! I am not sure why He has given me such mercy and grace in the first place. I take two steps forward and fall back ten. Hey don't laugh! You know what I mean!

Dr. D. talked about that intimate relationship with Jesus. The weekend had already been a roller coaster ride for me. Emotions, knowledge of stuff happening all around me, and facing up to me and the fact that when I look in the mirror I can not even begin to understand how He (Jesus could love me. Oh I am so glad He does. I am so glad that I gave my life to Him so many, many years ago.(More on this later).

On Friday night I took some pictures with my cell camera in an awkward manner. Both of my grandsons were snuggled up with me, but I knew the moment was one of those divine moments, when reality and spiritual came together. A breath taking moment that I never wanted to ever forget.

This was also one of those times when information had crossed my knowledge base and all I could do was thank Him for what He had given to me and my children. My heart greived for those that I knew were walking in the agony of their choices and for those that choices were made for them, that would effect the rest of their life.

This one especially made me see myself laying on the Lord's chest. Have you not ever longed to just lay in His arms and let Him pour that healing balm over you, to feel His Love, to feel Secure?



This particular picture was a capture of a moment in time. The bonding of that love relationship between two brothers. i can just see how Abba Father looks at us, when we reach out to touch His face. Just wanting him. Just loving on our Abba Father.



I told a friend last night that these boys and some of my other creative soul mates are what keep me at least propped up when it comes to being balanced.

Everyday life is tough and most days for me it is dodging those spiritual fiery darts the enemy and is little retarded demons throw at me. I know that if there is any person that I can say Hates Me, it is the devil and his little retarded demons. Why? Because I love my Jesus and I am His child. It is not Church, it is not even about being termed "Christian". It is about knowing that each day, I struggle with life just like everyone else, and I know that if nothing else, when it comes to taking literally every thing to Abba Father, and I do mean everything.

Let me tell you - I do not classify myself as a "Church Lady", nor do I want to be classified as one. But I do classify myself as "A daughter of the Most High God". It is a real life journey with real life events and many are living in the war zone of the front lines. The bottom line, I would not trade it for a day in the life of a sinner. They may look like they have it made, and they may even think they have it made, but when it is all said and done, I will put my money on my JESUS.