For His Glory

Can I ask you something (maybe a few somethings)?

What is faith, where is your faith, and how strong is your faith?

When I think of faith, I think of the faith of Abraham and the rest of the patriarchs in God’s Biblical Word. While it is true, I don’t get to study or make myself study as often as I would/should; I still have faith, and I hold to it.

Hebrews 11:1 Faith is the substance of things hoped for the evidence of things not seen.

Romans 8:25 For if we hope for what we yet do not have, we wait patiently.

Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose

Genesis 15:6 Abram believed the Lord, and he credited it to him as righteousness.

In James 2:23; Abraham was called a friend of God because he believed him.

I read something on a website that said ” In our waiting we can choose to doubt God’s goodness and faithfulness, or we can choose to remind ourselves of God’s promises and his character.

CATCH THIS

Daily, I remind myself God is faithful, and he will fulfill, according to his will, his plans, and his timing.

I’m suffocating. I can’t breathe at times, but God’s plan is better than mere minutes of fleshly fulfillment, so I press, I press, and I press. In order to get wine from grapes, they must first go through a crushing. I’M BEING CRUSHED, but the reward is going to be worth it.

Abraham also showed God, he loved him more, when he was willing to sacrifice Isaac, but God, how he stepped in and made a way for him to keep Isaac.

While praying about two days ago, was shown a vision, of me upon a stage with a microphone in my hand. (My prayer was simply me pouring myself out to Jesus about Jaylah, faith, love and hope.

I know its near.

The word season has been given to me twice now, and notice season is not plural but rather singular, so there for; it is one season away.

How far are you willing to go to hold to your faith.

This season, I learn, I grow, I hurt. I hurt, I hurt.

God never told me it would be easy, he told me it would be worth it. One day I’ll lay my crown down at his feet and with tear filled eyes and say, “Thank you”, until then, I press and say, ” You never gave up on me, and I won’t give up on you.”

I’m hurting.

Some peoples silence blows my mind away. Some peoples silence is to be expected, and some people I’d just rather remain silent. I’ll never paint you a flawless picture. I’m me, I’m very flawed, real, sincere and I very well trust God to roll me over this tide.

My faith is in Jesus, my faith is strong, my faith is going to move this mountain. My faith says, this world can shut me out, and it’s still going to hear me roar Jesus, over the mountain, from sea to sea, coast to coast, as loud as I can, Jesus is for me, and he will never fail me. Man fails me, but Jesus he doesn’t.

I love you all.

God is good, even in the waiting he’s preparing, and right now, he’s preparing us.

He’s got me surrounded.

I’m not a selfish person, but I tend to shut the world out, and hover close to the Lord. In distress I call out to him, and I refuse to give up on him.

This waiting will soon be over, will you be prepared to step into the position he’s moving you to, or will you focus on everything around you, instead of he who is roaring within you.

On a side note, school has begun, and I’m kicking butt, all thanks to Jesus. Initially I was very afraid of this semester, but the more I dig into it the more I realize he’s helping me, ask me again once I start microbiology and that answer may be different.

This is the season where my faith is to grow.

Normally, I plan things. Since becoming a student, I plan. I pay attention to due dates, and I know when I have to have all my papers filled out, my work hours, and how much homework I have to get done to get a free weekend (I’m human and I’ll go bonkers if I don’t get out). I work ahead, so I can slack on a weekend or entire week (just saying vacation awaits in October). Guess what, there’s a roadblock. I can’t plan ahead, I don’t know the future, and my mind is in circles, all I know is to stay at Big Sandy, and trust him to open the right door. Catch this, the nursing program is a daily class, there’s no night classes, and my job is an 8-5. My hands are in the air. Take this Jesus, you’re leading, and my hands are off it all, now my mind is a tornado in hurricane.

It’s also school season for Eli, one week in and we have cooties. Welcome to my home Rhinovirus and Pneumonia, if I had known you was coming, I would have decked his house with immunity builders, so you would have known feeding and room/board was limited, and you would have had to go find a new host.

My prayer is simple, in this season of waiting, you hold God and don’t let go. When I am weak, he is strong, and when you are weak, he is strong also. Pray about it, talk to him, rest in him. He won’t let me let Go. I’ve tried, the pain makes me cry often, silent tears, begging, pleading wanting understanding, and all get is, it’s coming soon, hold on. —-His hands are open, when you can’t hold to nothing else, hold to his, it’s like I can see him standing in the gap between the two.

I love you!!!!!!

Jesus loves you most.

Remember don’t fall, Jesus is moving. & I have peace/pain.

❤ Christie R.