Like the weight on my shoulders..........prayer releases things

Lately it seems like my life has been a whirlwind of issues and of emotions. I have been hit left and right with what seemed like so much baggage. I feel like the woman in baggage claim at the airport, with her children, sitting and waiting for ALL the bags and as she grabs each one her arm weakens from the weight that's applied as she pulls them off the belt. 

It's hard being a woman and even harder being a woman that wears many hats and holds more than one titles.  

Very seldom do I cry when I write. Unless I am sharing my story or adding it to a piece of my work so writing this post and crying at the same time only means that I'm releasing those emotions of what has transpired in my life over the past few weeks. I encourage you as you read this, with whatever title you may hold or whatever hat you wear today to release the weight of what brings you to the point where you cannot seem to go on. Whatever your vice is (and I pray it is not drugs) use your vice to help release those things. Workout, go for a walk, shop, call up a friend BUT most of all pray! 

Today I am not feeling like myself but I wanted to pray for you and for me that the weight that so easily besets us would be released into the hands of the ONLY person that can fix it.....God himself!

Let's pray:

Father in the name of Jesus, I come bodily to your throne of grace today. I come asking for direction and guidance so that you can order my steps as you see how. I release the weight, the emotions and the cares of this world into your hands. I do this on the behalf of myself and everyone reading this. You see and know all things so I trust that you will fix what has been broken, you will resurrect what has died and you will replenish and restore all that we need to go forth in our lives. I declare peace into our hearts and into our homes. I command strength to over take us and grace to sufficiently guide us. Your love never fails so I rely on it today. Wrap your arms around us this evening Holy Spirit and comfort us so that we can be reminded to be still and know that God is God. Thank you for hearing this prayer. Thank you for moving on our behalves. Thank you for your forgiveness and your restoration. Thank you for being who you are because who you are is all that we need in Jesus name Amen! 

This is a true story.......

When you call, I will answer....

I think I've learned some of my most valuable spiritual lessons from my children. Everytime I think I got it, it's like BAM, they do something and as clear as day I can hear God speak to me through their actions or something they say.

I walked into an elevator today with baby boy (the 2 year old) and there were three people already on it. A man and two women. As we got on they all started gushing at him, "oh he's cute" etc. I thanked them for their kind words of compliments because I hold compliments in high esteem. People don't have to give it so when they do I let them know how much it's appreciated. So we're standing there and Liam starts pointing to the woman behind me. I put his little finger down and I said "baby don't point that's not polite" and as i put his little finger down it went right back up again. The women on the elevator chuckled at him, as I did too, and he proceeded to do it again. This time I was ready to pick him up and hold him with hopes of him not doing it again and like expected, he did it again! Now I have this nervous look on my face. I wanted him to stop, you know be one of those moms who have it all together and can speak in a very soft tone and their child listens, I wanted to be that, in that moment, but Liam wouldn't let me be great. The elevator approaches the next floor and as the doors open, the woman that was actually standing to my right reaches out to him and gives him her banana. IMMEDIATELY his face lights up, he laughs and yells "yayyyy mommy 'nana'" we all start laughing and as she walks off the elevator she looks at him and says "i hope you enjoy it." Now he's really happy. He's smiling and begging me to open the 'nana.'  Our floor comes up and as the remainder of us get off the elevator, the thought crossed my mind........how many times have we asked God for something and because "our" focus wasn't on the right thing we missed him giving to us the very thing that we asked him for. 

See, here's another thing, Liam doesn't eat bananas (well not anymore) but he's obsessed with the minions from the movie Despicable Me and because the banana is food of choice he has become obsessed with them too. He will ask you to open it and walk around with it all day long but won't eat it. 

The woman knew all along what he was pointing at and even though he was with ME, I still could not see it. She read his body language, even better than his own mother and she attended to the need that he had. That is just like GOD. He attends to every need and even when we think we know what we want (just like I thought my son was pointing at the other woman) He strategically waits for the right appointed time and then delivers it to us, like the woman to the right of me did. 

My focus was on the wrong thing, yet He still delivered. 

I wrongfully corrected my son (like we wrongfully accuse God) and He still came through. 

I was adamant about him putting his finger down like we are so adamant in telling God when He should move and He still moves at the point that He should so that what we need can be fulfilled and bless us instead of cursing out because we receive it out of its season. 

How many times have you asked God for something and wasn't found in the right place to receive it? 

Or how many times have you blamed him for not moving on your behalf when you give up hope and don't trust His timing? 

I admonish you today to not give up on what you are seeking after and just BE STILL AND KNOW THAT HE IS GOD!!! 

This is a true story...........