Friday, February 27, 2015

Wearing Your Purpose

I went to the hairdresser last week, for my usual appointment.  The temperature being “0” that morning (yes you read that right… not O, zero… lol), I decided to wear my fur coat.

I don’t get to wear it very often.  It’s full length, meant for very cold temperatures.  But not something that one would tend to wear every day and everywhere (at least not up until this point).  And although I had opportunity to do so on a few occasions, I never wore it to the hair salon, but this particular morning I did.

My hairdresser put the coat away for me when I arrived and when it was time for me to leave, she helped me to put it on, which was when I heard “She is wearing that coat.”    And I immediately responded in my head, yeah, it’s mine.

I paid my bill and got in my car and made my way home.  On the way, I called my sister and we spoke for a moment about the cold and staying warm.  And when she asked me what was I doing out in the cold, I told her where I had been and also said, “Oh, but I’m warm, trust me.  I’m wearing my fur today.”  I then remembered that morning when I was on my way to the salon, speaking with my mom about how cold it was and she too had asked me almost the very same thing, with me replying to her as well, “I’m wearing my fur coat.”

Now I don’t say this to boast about what I have.  Everything that I own comes from the hand of God.  And I don’t take anything for granted, big OR small. For I hope to be like Paul when I say, I have learned whatever state I am in, to be content.  But the Lord said two things to me concerning this.  First of all, when you have something of value, wear it.  It shows how much you appreciate what you have. 

Too many times we, especially as women, save our “good” things, our fine jewelry, our nicer outfits, the designer bag and shoes, the fur coat, for special occasions.  We tend to save them for a ‘rainy’ day or a birthday celebration or somebody’s wedding.  But God said every day you wake up is a special occasion.  It’s a day that you have never seen before.  A day filled with brand new mercy.  It’s a new day and that makes it a special one.

God said when we put away our best, or save our best for last, so to speak, when we treat our things like that, we treat them as if they own us, dictating when, where and how we can use them.  But when we wear them, simply because we enjoy them, they are ours.  We own them and it shows in how we’re wearing them. 

I have seen and perhaps you have seen as well, men who wear suits and men whose suits wear them.  They are just clothes on their body.  You can readily see the difference in the two.  The same thing when you see people wearing sweats.  Some people look very comfortable in them.   They still look good.  They still look pulled together.  Others just look sloppy.  They just look like they threw on some clothes.  It shows in how they are wearing them.  It’s in their confidence.

I heard that statement again in my head, “She’s wearing that coat.”  Which means, I am owning my coat.  I am dressing up the coat giving it life, it is not dressing me.  It is not just on.  I am not concerned about what I’m wearing, only that I’m wearing it, because it is mine.  I own it and I’m wearing because I own it. 

And then I heard the Spirit of the Lord say that, this is the same thing with purpose.  When you know your purpose, what you are here for, what you are designed to do, created to be, you walk in it.  You wear it.  You own it.  You are confident with it. 

It is evident in how you walk.  It is evident in how you carry yourself.  How you talk.  In how you go about your day on a daily basis.  In how you live.  It is a part of you.  You live life on purpose, with purpose.  You live with intention and it shows.  You’re not concerned about people, what they think, what you look like to them.  You’re not concerned about whether it’s the right time to do what you have born to do, you’re not concerned with any time.  You’re not concerned with whether or not what you do will work.  You don’t even think about it, it just comes to you.  You just walk in it.  You put it on and you wear it. 

It comes out of your mouth when decisions come before you, basing your decisions on whether or not it falls in line with your purpose.  You can easily identify when things don’t line up with your purpose.  You simply carry out a life driven by purpose that you take on.  You own it.  It’s yours.

I wore my coat because it was cold.  And because I did not want to feel any type of cold, my inhibitions, (whatever they might be, saving it for the special occasion) went out the window and I WORE my coat.

Purpose is your because.  The reason behind you doing the things you do.  Know yours and wear it.  Well.

I’ll be wearing mine (and my coat if it’s cold enough), the next time you see me.

Because God is real, I am,

A servant of the Lord,
Sis. E

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Safe In His Mouth

Well, for the last two weeks my hubby has been away on business.  It’s been kind of rough to say the least, but we’re in the homestretch.  Bless God!

This morning I called him and he said, “Hi Peach.”  And it made me smile.  Not knowing why that simple greeting hit me so hard, I just brushed it off basically by telling myself I just miss him.  We had a conversation, albeit short, because he was in the middle of preparing for one of his cases today.

But when I got off the phone I was still thinking how it made me feel when he said my name.  And then I clearly heard, “Your name is safe in his mouth.”  Then something I just read came to me. It was a series of quotes that kids said about love, that someone put together in recognition of Valentine’s Day.   This particular one said this, "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." –From Billy, age 4. 

I said, “Wow, Lord.”  He allowed me to see firsthand not only what that felt like but what it meant.  It is so funny how we can read things and later on God will reveal a meaning.  That’s why it is so important that we read and study the Word of God, because as we do, something will happen and we will get the revelation, and therefore get the victory.  Praise God!

Anyway, my hubby said my name.  In this simple greeting of “Hi Peach,” I felt his love.  He has called me many things over the years (lol)… namely, terms of endearment, but because we have been together so long, very often we don’t call each other by our own names.  The names that we used when we first met and fell in love.  But when he said, Hi Peach, I felt his love and I felt the safety of his love.  I felt what the little boy said… my name is safe in his mouth.  That means I never have to worry about what he says about me.  I never have to be concerned about what he thinks of me.  He will never say anything that does not line up with how he feels about me.  He will always speak well of me.  He will never lie on me or wish bad things on me.  He will not want anything but the best for me.  Because he loves me and my name is safe in his mouth.  Hallelujah!

And then, God, with His awesome Self, says to me, “Your name is safe in My mouth, too.”  And my heart just melted.  Overwhelmed by love early in the morning.  I can’t but hear the psalmist, saying “Early in the morning will I seek thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is.  My heart and my flesh cry out for the Living God.”  And my name is safe in His mouth and so is yours.

But I can’t stop there because God always points the finger back at me when He reveals Himself.  So I have to ask the question of myself and I pray that you ask it as well, “Does what I do and say of God, about God, reflect the love I say I have for Him? Is His name safe in my mouth?”  Only I can answer that, but God already knows.

But God is real.  And He loves me because my name is safe in His mouth (and in my hubby’s).   

A servant of the Lord,
Sis. E

Wednesday, February 11, 2015


The Scripture says in 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.”

I was reading about Saul and his conversion to the apostle Paul.

Everywhere Paul went, the Bible shows us, he was tormented in some way or another.  People protested against him, they threw him in prison, he was bit by a snake, he was bound, he was tortured, he was imprisoned, beaten, and the list goes on.  (Side note:  Yet he continued in his mission for the Lord… how many of us would have abandoned ship at the first sign at any one of these?)

But we know that God changed his name, because he before he became Paul, he was Saul.  And the Bible says that Saul went around breathing threatenings and cursings.  Saul went around tormenting people, in particular Christians.  So some of the same things that were now being to him as Paul, he already did to others.

Sounds a lot like sowing and reaping.  God’s Word is true.  Whatsoever a man soweth, THAT he shall also reap.  And just like the Word said Paul reaped what Saul sowed.

Yet God is good, in that while the enemy meant it for Paul’s bad, God turned it around for his good.  All things work together for the good.  The enemy’s intentions were to take Paul out. To steal, to kill and to destroy him.  It did not work, because God said not so and the Word says, “all things work together for the good for those who love the Lord,…”  It appears pretty obvious that Paul loved the Lord, willing to do His will and most of all willing to die doing it.  (Can that be said of us?... hmmm)

So while Paul went through ALL these things he yet lived to be able to go and share the gospel so many other places, because ALL things work together for the good… even the way he was.  And even the way we were. 

Whatever we've done in the past or whoever we used to be, that very thing God will turn around and make it work for the good... according to His purpose. 

Yes, God is real.  And so is His Word.

A servant of the Lord,
Sis. E

Thursday, February 5, 2015

DREAM (For those who have an ear)

God woke me up from a dream I had last night and told me to write it down and share it however I can.  It was 1:57am.

My husband (Jeff) and I, and our family all of a sudden were being led by someone telling us where to go, how to get there.  We arrived at this place which appeared out of nowhere.  It was like an invisible doorway.  It could not be seen on the outside and no one knew it was there, yet I got the feeling that it had always been there.  We went inside and it was somewhat like a house and it had all kinds of toys lying around, although I could not make out what kind of toys.  The place was empty and dark and I didn’t see any people.  We came to another entryway, which really wasn’t a door but just a space with what seemed to be a keyhole.  The guide told us we were too big for this world we were about to enter so we had to become small and gave us each some words to say to enter in.  A couple of my kids did it and seemingly just vanished into thin air.  Three of us were left when someone came in, who appeared to be a kid, playing with something that looked like a doll.  We were startled.  We were told by our guide in order for him (the kid) not to see us we had to imitate him (the kid). We had to act like him doing the same thing he was doing, and so we did almost appearing like a mirror before the kid and the kid went away.  The last one of my children said the words and disappeared by the keyhole, just like the others.  And Jeff desiring to go last, told me to go.  I said the words I was supposed to say, but nothing happened.  Thinking I said them the wrong way, I said them again and nothing happened.  Jeff looked at me and I panicked, saying the words a third time and again nothing happened.  I felt lost.  The guide came back and told Jeff to do it.  He didn’t want to.  He was hesitant, not wanting to go without me.  The guide told him he had to let go of this world in order to move to the next, including letting go of who was holding him back.  Right then it was me.  The guide told him to make a decision now and as hard as it was for Jeff, I could see it in his eyes, he chose to go, kissing me on my forehead, telling me he would love me forever.  And then he was gone.  All alone, I screamed and tried to get in.  But it was too late.  The boy saw me, though I tried my best to act like him.  He ran and got others.  A girl came crying trying to leave the world.  They caught her.  What took the form of a body, came and pulled her away by her hair, which was being stretched so much that her face, her head, transformed into another shape.  Then others came and took me and layed me down on a ground.  I had the feeling that I was about to be raped, but the form was castrated, it was just a shape of a man, and instead he and others just started stabbing me repeatedly on every place on my body.  I heard a voice that told me to count.   I counted 47 times and then though I could feel the pokes of whatever they were stabbing me with, they did not pierce me.  It felt like a shield had come over me.  Like I was being protected from the penetration of the stabbing.  The pokes kept coming, I was still counting and then I was grabbed. 

Jesus snatched me from their hands.  He woke me up and told me so.  And then He told me to write this down and tell somebody.  Anybody who would hear.

“You are on the verge of going to hell, there is a doorway, but you cannot see it yet.  But though you cannot see it, it is there. 

Keep looking… stop playing amongst the demons.  They don’t know that you are not exactly like them YET.  But they will know soon. 

I am coming. 
So are they. 

Make a decision and kiss your world goodbye.  Join Me. 

I cannot save you again.  I saved you once. 

I will not do it again.”

Hear the word of the Lord.