Dance Like Nobody’s Watching


Recently, a friend I’ve known for a while “chastised” me for “dancing” to secular music. I allowed her to talk but I stopped listening after a few seconds. We’ve had this conversation before and it was obvious neither one of us had changed our position.  I am a pretty passive person these days. So, I kept my thoughts to myself as she babbled on in complete bondage. But, what I wanted to say was this:

Take a look at your DVR recordings or your movie purchases. What’s the difference? Why cast the stone? This is what irritates me about religion. It keeps you in bondage even when Christ has set you free with his BLOOD. HIS HUMAN LIFE. You can’t settle a debt any better than this. This is the ultimate sin (if there is a such thing). Rejecting God’s atonement for ALL sin insisting you can do a better job. Foolish child! It’s sad that so many of these self righteous, sanctimonious, holier than thou, ‘I am God’s chosen because I can recite scripture and I count my sins everyday, people are so very LOST. My dear sister/brother, revisit 1 Cor. 15:3…where Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures; John 8:36…if the Son shall make you free, you are free indeed and (you know this one by heart) John 3:16. What’s worse than going to hell? Going and being totally surprised. Note: Your deeds are not the key, it’s your faith.

I didn’t bother ‘casting my pearls to swine’, brothers and sisters. I just rolled my eyes and said a quick prayer for her as I do for myself. I asked for wisdom and understanding of the Bible. I pray that you all know that God looks beyond that thick skin of ours. He speaks to our heart and soul. No relationship can be any deeper.

I wouldn’t be surprised at all if we got to Heaven and the Lord Jesus himself wanted to dance in celebration of our glorious welcome home.

Grace and peace  Blessings and Love.

Much Ado About Nothing


As a general rule, I don’t argue or debate the gospel of Christ. The word of God will stand on its own. One of the things I loathe when it comes to sharing the Bible scriptures is a person who chooses to use scriptures to ‘win an argument. What is the point?

A few weeks ago, a man I considered my best friend, caught me off guard with one of his new revelations. Granted, he is known for his flight by night antics. He does chase the wind. But this made me fear for his soul.

He came to me proud—boasting—that he no longer watched sports, TV or listened to music. He had no use for worldly things.

“I’m at peace with the world,” he said. “I have nothing but love for everyone.”

This part made me smile. I was happy for him. After all, I too have a bad habit of diluting myself into believing that everyone is full of love. In Jessica’s perfect world, everyone is full of love for each other. Everyone is happy. (Of course, we know that won’t really happen until heaven…)

“That’s beautiful! Not everyone can put away those things,” I congratulated him.

He proceeded to tell me how full of evil sports, TV, music and social interaction really were. I listened for a few minutes agreeing with some. The more he talked, the more I got the ‘holier than thou’ vibe from him. Finally, he sealed the deal.

“I have been casting out demons. I live in peace. I don’t associate with demonic things anymore. I’m doing things that are right. I’m glad I’m not living in a demonic world anymore.”

I had to get him to elaborate. “That’s good. I agree a lot of the things we see as entertainment are evil. But it sounds like you’re bragging about how good you are and how evil the world is.”

“The world is evil. And, I know I’m good because I am at peace. The Bible says you will know them by their fruits. I have cast out demons and ministered to my neighbors. I know I’m going to heaven.”

“You know, the Bible does say we will know them by their fruits. But it is important to understand what kind of fruit. Jim Jones and David Koresh had many followers. Would that be considered fruit?”

He went on to point out all of the ‘evil’ things he wasn’t doing anymore, including cheering for his favorite football team. I was becoming annoyed. Finally, I had enough. I had to speak.

“All of the things that you are doing or not doing that brings you peace, is a good thing. I’m happy for you.  The Bible says let no man judge you in meat or drink or in feast days or holy days (Col 2:16-23). If it condemns you, I applaud you for having to strength to stay away from it. My friend remember, that you can brag about how clean you are and never turn on another TV for the rest of your life. But if your faith alone is not in Jesus Christ’s gift of salvation, you will go to hell along with the bad elements you are trying to cleanse. God says by grace through faith we are saved and not of works, lest any man should boast (Ephesians 2:8-9). And it sounds like you’re doing a lot of boasting and little believing.”

He thought for a few minutes. Then he tried to insult me.

“The Bible also says ‘suffer not a woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence’. We are to love one another and be at peace.”

I replied, “Friend, I am at peace in knowing that when I have to give an account for this day before my Father, I can humbly say ‘God, I tried’.”

I knew then continuing the conversation would be moot. I had shared with him what was on my heart to share. But he wasn’t hearing the word of God; he was bust listening to me, the woman.

I am still praying for my friend. His intentions may be honorable but we have to remember that our so called ‘good works’ will get us nowhere if our faith is not placed in Christ.

But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.         Isaiah 64:6

Let It Go!


One of the things I struggle with is letting go. I have a hard time accepting the things I cannot change. I have worn the serenity prayer out. Most times, it does nothing for me, except serve as some pretty words.

A few of my friends have told me that I have ‘the Jesus complex’. I try to fix everything. If someone I know has a problem, immediately I’m thinking of how to help. A lot of us do this. We want to make it all better. We just want to help or be a blessing. We may think this is righteous or even that our hearts are in the right place. But it’s not. The truth is, and to be terribly frank, it’s just, well…stupid.

Sorry, but it is.

This micromanager, no one can make it without me, I have to solve it all attitude is only a lack of faith. Playing Mr. or Ms. Fix It all of the time, not knowing when to let go and give it to God, shows weakness not strength.

Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

Now, it is wonderful to be concerned and show love to our fellow man. As Christians, it is our duty to help others and pray for them etc. But none of us can take on the duties of Christ. No one can do it all. We are the ambassadors of Jesus Christ until He returns. Our help to other has limits. Only God gives grace freely, wholly and unlimited.

My vain efforts to be the ‘go to person’ have put me in the hospital more than once. Stress, headaches and total frustration with people are some of the side effects of trying to bare this burden. We cannot be anyone’s savior. That position was filled long ago. (John 3:16)

I am learning to let go and give it to God.

(1 Peter 5:6-7) Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time: Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.

I am learning to ask for wisdom to know when to jump in and when to release. It is not only for the good of the situation or person but for mine as well. (James 1:5-6)

It turns out that reading the beautiful serenity prayer is not enough. We must also live it!

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him forever in the next.




Grace and peace.

Blessings and love.






This morning I resumed my boxing training. It felt incredible at first. Then I realized my adrenaline kicked i into high gear when I started to think          about certain people. I didnt realize how many people I am really angry with. Half of them dont know or even care that I took their heads off a few minutes ago . That anger bothered me . I hate what this gross feeling truly does-control. I want love in my heart for all, , even for those who hurt me.

So , how does one go about doing this?

You Know.


Colossians 3:13 says, “Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.”

I may be strengthening my body with boxing , but as long as Ihold this anger inside, I will always be weak.

Peace and grace. Blessings and love.

Driving Purpose in Life




It’s been a while. I know. I could say life gets in the way. I’ve been very busy. But these are just excuses.
Our lives should be an extension of the life of Christ.
When I heard this at church on Sunday, I started to make a mental, self-absorbed inventory of my life. What do I do? What do I don’t? And of yes, the ever coveted…What would Jesus do?
Can we truly live up to the life of Christ? By the end of our first year on earth, we probably had already fallen short. So how do we reconcile?
Simple. We cannot.
What does it mean to be an extension of Christ? How does one accomplish this?
Why are here? What is our purpose in life? Mark Twain said it best when wrote: “The two most important days of your life is the day you are born and the day you find out why.”
The ‘why’ allow us to become that extension.
We strive to live a life pleasing to God. As hard as it may be, we fight daily. We don’t live for ourselves.

1 Corinthians 6:19-20 Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.

We live for a purpose. Whatever gift God has given you, it should be used within the body of Christ.

1 Corinthians 10:33 Even as I please all men in all things, not seeking mine own profit, but the profit of many, that they may be saved.

We try to keep our minds, bodies and spirits as clean as possible to please the Lord and to encourage others. In this way, we attempt to be an extension of Jesus Christ, a part of His body.

Romans 12:1-5
I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship. Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect. For by the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think, but to think with sober judgment, each according to the measure of faith that God has assigned. For as in one body we have many members, and the members do not all have the same function, so we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another.

So, the Sunday message followed me all day. It’s still haunting my mind actually. I thought about my life and how people pre-judge me because of my past choices. It hurts. I was a teenage mother and now divorced with three children. For the rest of my life, this will be my identity to most of the world. How unfair! What about my heart? What about my walk with Christ? What about the ‘good’ things I do?
Doesn’t matter.
Thank Jesus for his grace and mercy. This is one that the world will never be able to comprehend. All they will ever see is what I have done. But my Father sees me and only me, as an extension of himself. That is why we stay focused on the blessed hope with our mind of heavenly things. Focus, instead, on our purpose. Purpose drives us to keep going. As the minister at church said, it motivates us to fight! Every one of us needs a reason to get up in the morning. What is yours?

The Pope Said WHAT?



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Last week the ever “progressive” Pope was in the news yet again spouting his so-called wisdom to the world. For a few seconds, his comments surprised me.

“When we read about Creation in Genesis, we run the risk of imagining God was a magician, with a magic wand able to do everything. But that is not so.” (Pope Francis)

Then I was reminded that this man like countless others, is completely clueless. His wisdom is foolishness. Period.

  For seeing that in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom knew not God, it was God’s good pleasure through the foolishness of the preaching to save them that believe.  1 Corinthians 1:21

I don’t claim to know very much about the Catholic church. But, I do know that anyone who does not preach Jesus Christ crucified (Ephesians 2: 8-9) as the gospel of our salvation, is lost and bound for hell.

Think about the millions of people who place their faith in the words of men. They hold all of these degrees and certifications that allegedly proves they are knowledgeable.

But, what do they really know?

Without, Jesus, the Power of God, there is no knowledge.

Pope Francis says God cannot be expected to wave a magic wand to create things. Perhaps this man studied his own version of Genesis. God needs the help of no one. He speaks and it is so. The end.

Brothers and sisters, the world continues to show us that we need to stay grounded in the word of God. We need to take advantage of our divine appointments. Share our wisdom with the world. So you have no formal education? So what. You have something better, no best.

25 Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men.

26 For behold your calling, brethren, that not many wise after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called:

27 but God chose the foolish things of the world, that he might put to shame them that are wise; and God chose the weak things of the world, that he might put to shame the things that are strong;

28 and the base things of the world, and the things that are despised, did God choose, yea and the things that are not, that he might bring to nought the things that are:

29 that no flesh should glory before God.

30 But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who was made unto us wisdom from God, and righteousness and sanctification, and redemption:

31 that, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord. 1 Corinthians 1:25-31

We know God! He knows us! We have his wisdom! Why not use it?

But first, we must come to together. Preach in unison the gospel of Jesus (1 Corinthians 1:13). I know what you’re thinking. That’s hard if not impossible. Do you know what I say to that?

With God ALL things are possible.

Use me, Lord.


I’m sad to say that I can understand how easy it is for one’s heart to turn to stone. We live in a cold world. It’s so cold that the very fact is a cliché. But it is sadder to know that even your brothers and sisters in Christ are even icier.

I’ll admit sometimes I wish I could just use people for what I need or want and keep it moving. It happens so often, it looks easy. But my conscience, my heart, the Holy Spirit in me, won’t allow me to so. I feel guilty just thinking about it.

I’m far from perfect. Trust me; I have done things in which I am ashamed. But like so many of my brothers and sisters, I have a love for people. I want to help them. Nourish them. I’d give my all and my last if I could. God knows that’s the truth. Anyone who knows me can witness to this fact.

But I wonder how do we get so wrapped up on our flesh that we forget to love each other, unconditionally.

Agape love.

I have had recent cases where people I loved, brothers and sisters in the Lord, who could have helped me but refused. But with the same hand, reached out for my assistance, vanishing after there need was filled.

It happens too often. And good clean hearts can easily turn into stone with this kind of treatment. I considered taking on this attitude.

“From now on, I’m looking out for me and only me. No one is going to mistake my kindness for weakness ever again,” I said to myself.

These thoughts were fueled by pain and heartbreak. I knew it was wrong. But God how do I avoid people like this? How do I tell the difference being naivety and charity?

I came across some verses that helped. They blessed and refilled my heart. When I read them, I truly felt sorry for the “users”. I hope it blesses you too.

 Bless them that curse you, and pray for them which despitefully use you. Luke 6:28

For the Lord taketh pleasure in his people: he will beautify the meek with salvation. Psalms 149:4

Before destruction the heart of man is haughty, and before honour is humility. Proverbs 18:12

Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time 1 Peter 5:6

But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; Matthew 5:44



I loathe when people use others. It’s one of those things that anger me. It just breaks my heart. However, here’s the kicker.

I want to be used.

But, only by my Father, the Lord Jesus Christ. These days, I have a new prayer. I ask the Lord to use me in any way that He wants to use me. I am His. I only ask for strength and courage to do His Will.

 Will you join me? Perhaps, by faith, we can put a dent in the cycle.

Grace and peace. Blessings and love.

Love Never Felt So Good


Greetings my brothers and sisters in Christ!

I am in LOVE…with the lyrics in this song, Break Every Chain.

There is power in the name of Jesus
to break every chain.

There’s an army rising up.
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain.

I hear the chains falling.

There is power in the name of Jesus
to break every chain.

Not too long ago, I fell ill and into a depression so deep, I was ready to end my life. My life had been taken over by the pressures and pleasures of this world. I worked nonstop. I was fighting a chronic physical illness. I barely had time for my family. In between the two I tried to squeeze in time for a romantic relationship that was doomed from the start. In short, my life was sheer chaos.

I neglected to attend my weekly Bible study. Church on Sunday? Nope. I was at work. My morning prayers were replaced with Insanity workouts, the gym and Spotify. I barely picked up the Bible or opened my Bible app. My spiritual life, as I knew it, was fading away. But I didn’t notice.

Meanwhile, I began to feel drained, sick and sad. I couldn’t explain why. I had battled depression before, so I knew the warning signs. True to form, I was too busy to truly acknowledge them. I mentioned it in passing to friends. I got the same answer from each of them: You’re doing too much. Slow down.

But I couldn’t.

I felt that I had to be the super being my family needed. I had to help with legal cases, emotional issues, custody issues, financial problems. I chose to carry that weight on my own not realizing that it was weighing down. I had unequivocally tried to replace God, attempting to carry these loads. My life was in danger. But again, I didn’t notice.

Colossians 2
18 Let no man beguile you of your reward in a voluntary humility and worshipping of angels, intruding into those things which he hath not seen, vainly puffed up by his fleshly mind,

2 Corinthians 11:3 – But I fear, lest by any means, as the serpent beguiled Eve through his subtilty, so your minds should be corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ.

Meanwhile, my body, my mind and my spirit weakened. Things in my life began to fall apart. I was loosing the tight grip I thought I had on everything. I was plagued with migraines, my strength was barely there. I was becoming a skeleton.

Finally, I realized something was missing. I tried to pray. But my prayers felt empty and rehearsed. I tried to worship the Lord but there was no satisfaction. The close, intimate relationship that I had with my Father was gone.

I was lost.

Those whispers that I used to hear in my ear every day; that soft still voice, that gifted me with encouragement and love, had fallen silent. I saw no visions. I dreamed no dreams.  It was all replaced with a taunting sibilance growing louder in my mind.

I was broken.

For days I was on my knees crying out to God, begging Him to come back. I felt, I heard, I saw nothing. Desperate to hear from my Father, I continued to pray. One morning, I heard something new, an idea that gave me a bit of relief.

The devil sweetly tortured me with suicide. His sharp tongue was like fire in my ear. The voices drowned all reasoning in my mind.

“You’re too far from God,” the evil creature whispered to me. “Look at all you’ve done. He’s not coming back to you. You have to go to Him.”

I was intrigued. For the first time in months, I had some hope.

“You can’t handle these things anymore. God wants to take away your burdens. You have to go to Heaven and be with Him. Then, you will see Him. No more stress. No more pain. Just Heaven. You are saved. When you die, you’ll go straight there. It’s time.”

Tears running down my cheeks, I smiled…completely deceived.

I wrote suicide letters my mind on one thing: Heaven. I secured a bottle of sleeping pills and took them. As I lay in bed waiting for my home-going, I turned to my nightstand and saw the envelopes with my children’s names on them.

No, I thought. I can’t do this. God doesn’t want me to do this.

I sat up in my bed and called a friend. I confessed my sin, crying so loud he could barely understand me. We prayed and prayed. But I fell asleep.

I spent four days in a hospital. When I came home, my depression was still there. I was barely able to get out of bed. I still could not pray. I was miserable. The last thing I wanted to do was to bother my friends with my troubles. But I was tired of being tired.

I called one of my best friends and shared everything. God bless her. She gave me the solution that was so simple, so sweet.

“Get up right now,” she demanded in only a way she could.

I obeyed.

“You will not lay in that bed. You will not let this defeat you. I want you to call on the name of Jesus. Do it now.”

So I did. We recited ‘Jesus’ over and over again. It was a quiet call at first. Before I knew it, my voice grew louder and louder. My best friend was off of the phone but I didn’t notice. I continued to call Jesus. On my knees, I prayed and begged for help.

There’s an army rising up.
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain.

Yes, my friend! Praise God that army was rising up and ready to rescue me!

I felt better. Everyday, I fell out of bed and on my knees in prayer. God had sent that army down just for me. My strength returned. Laughter, joy and love was back in my life.

God said to me “I will never leave you.”

And He never did. I had forgotten that God cannot and will not forsake us, regardless of how far away we feel we have strayed.

Matthew 28:20 … and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.

I had lost my way, feeling hopeless and without love. I allowed the enemy to nearly erase me. But the beautiful thing to remember is that Jesus conquered all death on the cross. Death is sin. Had I killed myself, I would have been guilty of sin and rejecting the sacrifice of God.

Beloved, we have to remember that there is great incomprehensible power in the name of JESUS. We all take this for granted but should not. I am a witness to that power. It is indescribable what happened to me just by calling the name of JESUS. That spirit, that chain of depression was broken with that sweet simple utterance of His name.


2 Chronicles 7:14
14 If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

I am back in the loving arms of my Father, remembering always, my Holy place in the body of Christ. The chains are broken. Can you hear them falling? Can you hear the army of love charging the enemy to rescue you too?

Praise the Lord! I am in love. And it has never felt so good.

Grace and peace,
Blessings and love!




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Is it hard to believe that Christians are still being persecuted and slaughtered around the world just for wanting to worship God? It’s one of those facts that is in the back of my mind because we live in such a “free” society. We can pretty much do as we please and worship a flower if we wish. (That little trend is going around but that’s a different blog.). We can spend millions of dollars on buildings and décor if we choose. Some of us take the Lord’s name in vain without thought. Meanwhile all around the globe we have brothers and sisters in Christ who are literally dying to just to say the name of Jesus Christ out loud.

It made me wonder what gave them that strength and that courage to face the penalty of death. I’m sure there is some fear. After all, the flesh is weak even though the Spirit is willing. But what kind of faith does it take for these people to face persecution every day? From where does the courage come?

The hope of glory. The assurance that one day they will be united with God our Father, the king of all kings.

Now, I can admit that if I were in the shoes of the persecuted I would probably go to my death kicking and screaming out of fear of the pain. However, like so many courageous heroes of the Bible and today, I have no fear of death itself.


The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? Psalms 27:1

I’m short and petite some have even called me “tiny” and that’s okay. That being said some ask me how can I walk up to homeless people in empty corners and give them things. Aren’t you scared they’re going to grab you? Rob you? Kill you? Nope. I don’t let much really scare me anymore. I can say with confidence I don’t fear death itself. I do fear leaving my children before they are ready to be on their own. No one looks forward to the pain that may be associated with the death. Aside from that I’m ready. Are you?

Those of us who are in Christ know and understand who we are. We know that Jesus Christ conquered death. Our “death” is nothing more than a much needed nap until we are awakened by our Father to go home to Heaven. We shouldn’t fear death nor life for that matter.

We are not given a spirit of fear but of power, love and sound mind (2 Timothy 1:7).

God has left us the ultimate legacy to pass down the gospel in order to build the body. What a privilege! What an honor! Nothing should get int the way of our honored task of building the body of Christ.

Paul was one of the most abused disciples in the Bible. He was beaten repeatedly and left for dead. He was rejected by his own people and jailed for preaching the gospel of the grace of God to all men. But even in prison, he preached, his faith unwavering.


28 And in nothing terrified by your adversaries: which is to them an evident token of perdition, but to you of salvation, and that of God. 29 For unto you it is given in the behalf of Christ, not only to believe on him, but also to suffer for his sake; 30 Having the same conflict which ye saw in me, and now hear to be in me.


What kept him going?

The same Holy Spirit that dwelled in Paul, also lives in each of us who are saved. This and that Holy promise of one day being with the Lord. Paul constantly encouraged Christians to focus on what is to come and not what they would have to endure. Faithful and fearless until the very end of his earthly life, Paul’s last words are just as encouraging those the body of Christ. Could we quote these words on our death bed and be justified in saying it?

 2 Timothy 4:7-8

7 I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: 8 Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing.

Secrets, Lies and Confessions: Getting Your Focus Back


A few nights ago, I had a very strange yet enlightening experience. I may be as weird as weird can get being the dirty little freak that I am (see previous article To Thine Own Faith Be True), but this feeling, this aha moment took the cake.

I started to think about the deaths in my family this year. When death that close happens to us, it always make us temporarily re-examine our lives. I began to think about mine. I thought about what I have done and not done, my plans, my accomplishments and my failures. The things that I am most proud of and known for made me smile. Then came to cloud of recent actions and I cried. Suddenly, I had the overwhelming need and desire to just cry. I didn’t know why. I just suddenly felt overwhelmed and needed to let it out. I called one of my best friends and kept him up for hours just spilling my guts (thanks BJ). Afterward, I felt better having given my confession and received care. But there was still work to do. I realized that I have been living a lie. My lie had manifested into a barrier between me and my Father.

Have you ever met someone who seemed to have it all together? They seemed to have all of the answers, no real issues and just content. How did you feel about that person? Did you envy them? Despise them? Did you just have no care at all?

We all know that people who seem to have it together hardly do. These are the people who are good at wearing the mask of deception. And most of the time, the only person they ever truly deceive, is themselves.

I don’t mind confessing my sins to you. I’m an open book. You only have to ask. This information, however, I share freely with you. I hope it helps someone. As it is beginning to help me.

My strange and enlightening experience was the realization that in my efforts to wear my pretty little mask of deceitful perfection, I had begun to loose focus of what is important and what is true.

Now I am content in most areas of my life. I know my salvation is secure (Ephesian 2:8-9). I have no fear of death aside from the pain that may accompany it. I am confident that I am good at what I do professionally. I’m a great mom. I’m a great friend. I’m the one who is there for everybody. I’m the one who tells her secrets and her fears to no one. That is my mask. I need no one. I am content. Keep in mind this mask serves its purpose. It hides and conceals. We all know that nothing concealed can be healed.

This mask of mine had begun to suffocate me. So I searched for a means to get air without of course revealing my true self. And my quest led me down paths that I did not belong. My journey was sidetracked and I lost sight of my true goal in life: spreading the gospel.

Romans 8:5 For they that are after the flesh do mind the things of the flesh; but they that are after the Spirit the things of the Spirit.

My Bible study begin to decrease. My daily reminder to read my Bible App went ignored often. Instead, I turned to texting friends and chatting on the phone. My outreach efforts were replaced with work and social gathering. Rarely was there a true discussion about the Lord. I replaced my relationship with God with desires of my flesh, desire that I denied for so long because hey, I was wearing the mask. I was content and didn’t need anything or anyone. Or so I wanted everyone to believe. But not only did most people did not buy it more importantly, the enemy did not buy it. And he took that weakness of mine and capitalized on it. My desire became my god. Yes, god with a little ‘g”. Anything that comes before our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ becomes just that. Amen?

Romans 1:21 Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.

So, I had lost focus. But I had not realized it yet. That my brothers and sisters is a dangerous state. Anything could happen because your connection with the Father is limited.

So my crying and nashing of teeth session with my friend was my wake up call. Hello! To ignore the Holy Spirit is to place yourself in such danger.

When we loose focus, we turn from God. When we turn from God, we turn to other gods. The new “god” could be your job, your property or even a person. Anything that fills your desire more than the Lord Jesus Christ, is your new god.

How do we regain our focus? How do we get back on track? Personally, I remind myself of the unthinkable sacrifice that was made for me. I remind myself that it is selfish to take such a sacrifice for granted.

1 Peter 3:18 For Christ also hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that he might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh, but quickened by the Spirit:

We do not take those we love for granted. If we truly love God, we accept and cherish all He has done. We only need to look around to see that this present and cruel world will not be around much longer. Time, as the recent deaths in my family reminded me, is not on our side. It is imperative that we try to stay focus on our charge. We have the most important job, teaching the gospel that Christ died for our sins and nothing can be done to earn this free gift. Our faith is important. Our faith must be strong.

Col. 2:6-8 Therefore, as you received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in him, rooted and built up in him and established in the faith, just as you were taught, abounding in thanksgiving. See to it that no one takes you captive by philosophy and empty deceit, according to human tradition, according to the elemental spirits of the world, and not according to Christ.

Instead of focusing on the spoils of this present world (and I know it is a daily struggle), we try to keep our minds and hearts on the promise that one day very soon, we will be home in heaven.

Matthew 6:33 But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.

With our minds on heavenly places, we focus on our mission, we pursue our goal to increase our family. Sure its easy to become distracted. This world is filed with distractions. Several semi-sweet temptations have come my way. Some I have been able to evade, others not so much. But these detractors make us loose sight of why we’re her in the first place. Loosing focus ultimately separates us from God. Now this has nothing to do with salvation. We are sealed. But it does not mean that we are not capable of falling short or getting off track. In fact, I would say that as members of the body of Christ, we are more often provoked into falling into the trap of temptation. What better audience for the enemy to target than those who know the truth, those who faith is strong and those who have been given the power and the charge to bring others too the Father.

Phil 4:8

Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.

Are we on the job?


 A show of hands for those who share the gospel of the grace of God (Ephesians 2:8-9) with someone everyday!

 Yeah, me too.

But don’t hold your head in shame. Come with me, let’s do better!

It is the job of the enemy to keep us so preoccupied with other things that we do not have the time or the energy or in some cases, the courage to share the gospel of the grace of God. But quickly, let’s remind ourselves of Romans 1:16.

 Romans 1

16 For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.

17 For therein is the righteousness of God revealed from faith to faith: as it is written, The just shall live by faith.

Last week I had an encounter with a family who left a lasting (I pray) effect on me. Was it a blessing in disguise? You better believe it. I want to share this with you, my dear brothers and sisters in Christ!

They were a family of three, sitting outside of a store I was leaving. As I stepped onto the sidewalk, I heard a man’s voice call “Excuse me, ma’am?”

It’s hot out and my skin is burning from sun exposure. My spaghetti strap dress is sticking to me. So I’m ready to find the car and some air conditioning. I turn around and see a tall, thin man wearing a wrinkled t-shirt and faded denim shorts. His hair was messy and damp. He was standing between the front of a pick-up truck and a soda machine.

“Ma’am, can I bother you for some spare change to get my boy something to drink,” he asked.

I’ve been approached by homeless people before and I almost always give them something, even the ones who are not as homeless as they say. I looked at the man and then inside the truck. A woman sat in the passenger’s side looking uncomfortable. And there was his son, an adorable little boy who could not have been any older than five years old. He was damp with sweat too. But he wore the most heart breaking grin on his innocent little face.

“Sure,” I said and began to pull change from my purse. I rarely carry a lot of cash but I gave him all that I had on me. It was only a few dollars but they were grateful.

 The man and his wife thanked me. Then the little boy yelled to me, “Thank you lady!”

 “You’re welcome, sweetheart,” I replied, close to tears. I was so touched.

I hurried away from them. I did not want them to see me cry. As I made it to the car, I wondered why I was so emotional. Was it hormones?

No. It was guilt.

I was guilty of at least a couple of things in this situation. Here I was mad because I couldn’t find sandals to match my sundress. Then I run into this child who was happy to get a seventy five cent can soda. This father was in such bad shape that he could not afford to buy his son a can soda! What an evil world we live in! The more I thought about it, the harder I cried and the guiltier I felt.

I don’t have much. But my family and I are blessed to have all that we need and some of what we want. My sandal search was suddenly so trite that I stopped looking. I wanted to give that family more, but I could not. But the most important thing I could have given them, I did not. I fell short. Acts 3:6 played over and over in my head. “Then Peter said, Silver and gold have I none; but such as I have give I thee:”

And that brings me to my second failure. I did not share the gospel with them. It was a golden opportunity. But I allowed my “self” to get in the way. If only I had a pamphlet or a tract to give to them. If only I had the courage to hide my tears long enough to share some good news with them.

So I failed.

How many of us are guilty are the same thing? How many times do we have random conversations with people in the grocery store or the movie ticket line? What are we talking about? Does our speech reflect who we are and who we represent?

 1 Timothy 4

10 For therefore we both labour and suffer reproach, because we trust in the living God, who is the Saviour of all men, specially of those that believe.

11 These things command and teach.

12 Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity.

13 Till I come, give attendance to reading, to exhortation, to doctrine.

14 Neglect not the gift that is in thee, which was given thee by prophecy, with the laying on of the hands of the presbytery.

15 Meditate upon these things; give thyself wholly to them; that thy profiting may appear to all.

16 Take heed unto thyself, and unto the doctrine; continue in them: for in doing this thou shalt both save thyself, and them that hear thee.

 Are we on the job? Or, are we on a break? Are we taking our ministry work as seriously as we take our earthly, man given jobs?

Most of us have a full time 40 hour work week. We have families, appointments and other activities that keep us busy and so exhausted. These things are unfortunately necessary to live here on planet earth (Satan’s temporary dominion). I know that the flesh is weak but is not the Spirit willing? I (we) have to remember to never to get tired when there is an opportunity to save some one’s eternal life! Amen?

I can only speak for myself. I am willing to share with you that I can and will do a better job. We are all given gifts from the Holy Spirit to better equip us to deliver the great gospel of the grace of God (Ephesian 2:8-9). Some of us are teachers, musicians, writers. It does not matter how we do it. If we are lead by the Holy Spirit,all that matters is IF we share the gospel with others. We do so by using those gifts. As a member of the body of Christ, we all have something to contribute in some way. After all, that’s what are talents are for. Amen?

1 Corinthians 12

4 Now there are diversities of gifts, but the same Spirit.

5 And there are differences of administrations, but the same Lord.

6 And there are diversities of operations, but it is the same God which worketh all in all.

7 But the manifestation of the Spirit is given to every man to profit withal.

8 For to one is given by the Spirit the word of wisdom; to another the word of knowledge by the same Spirit;

9 To another faith by the same Spirit; to another the gifts of healing by the same Spirit;

10 To another the working of miracles; to another prophecy; to another discerning of spirits; to another divers kinds of tongues; to another the interpretation of tongues:

11 But all these worketh that one and the selfsame Spirit, dividing to every man severally as he will.

12 For as the body is one, and hath many members, and all the members of that one body, being many, are one body: so also is Christ.

13 For by one Spirit are we all baptized into one body, whether we be Jews or Gentiles, whether we be bond or free; and have been all made to drink into one Spirit.

14 For the body is not one member, but many.

Let us continue to build the body of Christ. With our hands, our feet, our mouths, we have to share in love the precious gift that we have been given. “And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.” Galatians 6.






To Thine Own Faith Be True: Why are we willing to sell our souls for the sake of conformity?



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Some of my more conservative acquaintances give me funny looks when I say I like Pink (the pop singer). Sometimes I think she is the more liberal, paler version of myself. If you are not familiar with this artist, I’ll give you a brief description. She is the blonde pop singer who pretty much rejected the typical Hollywood and music industry image that was given to her and decided to go her own way. Her record label had tried to make her like Brittany Spears, plastic surgeries, dolly images and all. But Pink refused to conform and stayed true to herself. She is a white girl with the short blonde hair, no implants and short skirts. Her music is mostly about what she feels and believes. And once Pink decided to be true to herself, her music career exploded. She is now a multimillionaire!

Now, as most of you know, I am not a multimillionaire. I am not a blonde. But what I like about this woman is that she in a way, represents what we Christians should do in our own lives. One of my favorite Pink songs is the radio version of Raise Your Glass. Check out the lyrics:

Raise your glass if you are wrong

in all the right ways

all my underdogs

we will never be, never be

anything but loud

and nitty gritty

dirty little freaks

Won’t you come on, come on and

raise your glass

Just come on and come on and

raise your glass

See, that look on your face right there…is the same look I get when I say this to my conservative Christian friends! But please do, allow me to explain.

I am not all for hard partying and drinking as this may imply. But what I gather from this song is to forget trying to fit in. Don’t you dare allow anyone to steal your joy! Do not conform!

The problem with many of us is that we can’t accept being the “underdog”. We have to be on top. We have to be with the “in” crowd….even if it means selling our very soul. Too many churches have compromised the gospel of Jesus Christ in efforts to fit in. They are more interested in trying to get along with the world. They are more interested in making deals with the devil in exchange for a large building, lots of wealthy members, a cool band and a nice paycheck. They are willing and have chosen to conform to this world.

Romans 12:2

And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.

 Some of us try to justify our wrong by saying it is for the sake of peace. What peace will one find on this earth except in Christ Jesus?

Some say, we all worship the same God. My God, my Father would not agree with me holding hands with someone while they pray to the universe or the “blessed mother Mary”. My God is a jealous God. He will not have any other God before Him. And by the way, dear heart, if your God is not the Jesus Christ of Nazareth who died on the cross and rose from the dead after three days for your sins, it is not the same God. If fact, your god is not GOD.

Exodus 34:14

For thou shalt worship no other god: for the Lord, whose name is Jealous, is a jealous God:

We have decided to embrace homosexuality as the new normal. We have allowed it in our churches and homes as if it is okay. Now, I will say that homosexuals should be welcome in the church. They, like anyone else, should be afforded the right to the gospel. Let’s be clear, this lifestyle is not of God. (I fully intend to touch more on this subject later. Stay tuned) But the church has welcomed this sin into our fellowship to the point where gay men and women are openly leading churches now. And because the world says it is okay, we keep our mouths shut. Again, we have taken the price that Jesus Christ paid for us and marked it REDUCED.

I understand what it is like to be willing to compromise oneself for the affections of another. I once had a guy tell me that he would be more attracted to me if I got implants, wore glasses and wore my hair a certain way. If any of you know me, you know that my first instinct was to rebuke him and tell him where he could go. But what did I do?

I conformed.

I did not get the implants. But I did change my hair. I bought the little reading glasses and tried them. I never told him, but I did it.

Why? I forgot this verse.

Psalms 139:14

I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

 I really liked the guy. So, I wanted to fit into his mold. I had forgotten about the mold that God had already custom made for me. I forgot about that person whom God loved and I loved. I wanted this person to love me. I was willing to compromise myself and my self worth to get that love. So, I wore the glasses and the hair for a little while. One morning, I looked in the mirror with those glasses (I could barely see with them) and I didn’t see myself. Where was my ponytail? Where was my red highlighted hair? Where was my vision? I became so angry with myself. I snatched the glasses off and crushed them under my heels. I was so ashamed of what I had done. It had taken me years to grow to love myself. Now I was willing to throw all of that away and change. No way. So, I repented.

Conforming to this world leaves you feeling empty. It never satisfies you because you know in your heart that this person you have become or trying to become is not you. You know in your spirit that this person or thing or idea that you are trying to accept in your holy walk with the Father, is not right. Sooner or later, you will either repent or conform completely, thereby, loosing the battle. Beloveth please do not allow this to happen. Do not allow the enemy to win over you and your powerful soul! God loves you. God chose you. As born again Christians, we are to offer ourselves up to only further God’s kingdom. God wants us to stand up and stand out in the crowd. Not fade away into it.

Romans 12:1

I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.

 I, for one, am proud to say that I don’t want to be popular. I don’t care about conforming to a world that is not my home. I may be a dirty little freak to all of those who follow the crowd. But, that’s okay. What truly matters is that Jesus Christ made me and you beautifully and wonderfully. It is His opinion of us that counts. It is His judgment of us that will decide our fate. So, my dear Christ centered brothers and sisters, join me as we proudly raise our glasses.

The Love Letter Part 2: What Do You Do When God Is Not Enough



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Friends, family, readers,

Lately, I have been put through tests of all sorts, both on a personal and professional level. While I won’t bore you all with the details, I can say that it has been enough to make one throw in the towel completely. Had all of this happened five years ago (before I was saved), I probably would have done just that. Challenges come when you least expect it. They are right around the corner just when you think you have it all together. You have it all figured out and you finally have that peace that you have wanted so long. Then, the enemy comes in like a thief in the night to steal from you.

Typical satan.

This morning, I get a text message with another piece of bad news. It seems that’s all I’m getting lately. Ironically enough, I was sitting at my computer reading jokes online just to get a little laugh. Then I begin to think about the word “strength”. What is it? Where does it come from? How does one get it? How does one loose it?

The Bible verse in Philippians 4:13 came to mind. You know the one. “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

But what happens when you don’t feel that verse? What do you do when none of the encouraging Bible verses are helping? What happens when you feel like God is not enough?

I know. I know. That’s blasphemous, right? But if you are really honest with yourself, all of us have felt this way at some point in our lives. All of us have had a “giving it all up” moment. For whatever reason, this is a time when Philippians 4:13 is not helping at all. This is a time when your strength feels depleted and you know not what to do.

Where do we go from here?

People who truly know me, often comment on and give me accolades for my “strength”. My ability to hold things up in my family when things are falling apart. I suppose knowing that people depend on me and expect me to be the “rock” encourages me to do just that. But isn’t that pressure? When we depend on others, we tend to forget that they too sometimes need help. It’s not our fault that we forget. It’s like walking across a bridge. We don’t think about that foundation that is under water, holding that bridge up. We just trust and depend on the fact that the bridge will hold us up.

I may be rambling now, so I’ll get back to my question. What do we do when we feel like all of our strength is gone?

The gospel singer, Donnie McClurkin, answers this question in his song “Stand”. And that’s the answer: stand.

What do we stand on? Our foundation of course, the word of God. We must study daily (as we eat daily) to keep that strength.(1 Chronicles 16:11) It is necessary in our daily walk with the Lord. The word of the Lord should never cease to encourage, love and strengthen us. When we find that it is not enough (as I came close to recently), that is when we “eat” (study) fervently to show ourselves approved and to rebuild that strength.’

2 Corinthians 4:14-18

14 Knowing that he which raised up the Lord Jesus shall raise up us also by Jesus, and shall present us with you.

15 For all things are for your sakes, that the abundant grace might through the thanksgiving of many redound to the glory of God.

16 For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.

17 For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;

18 While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.

Who Could Ask For Anything More?



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Does this title ‘Who Could Ask For Anything More’, place the I Got Rhythm song in your head? I’m humming the tune as I type. I’m stuck on the ‘who could ask for anything more’ part. It makes me think about my life as a Christian. I am far from rich. I have bills galore. I don’t have the latest and the greatest of anything material in this world. Yet, I am happy. All three of my babies are in good general health, as am I. My family is the closest, sweetest bunch of weirdos. I wouldn’t trade them in for all of the silver and gold in the world. Thinking on these things makes me happy. I can say that I am content with my life and its direction. I know who I am in Christ. I know my calling. I know that if I walk outside and get hit by a semi-truck that I will wake up in Heaven.

Who could ask for anything more?

How about you? What more do you need in your life on this earth? We have already established that we are ambassadors, merely renting time and space here. Our real home and our real affections are on things that are above.

Colossians 3:2 2 Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth. 3 For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God.

Do you have general health and strength? Do you have family and friends? Do you have a means to take care of yourself and the ones you love? Yes? What more do you need?

Who could ask for anything more?

So your health is not where it used to be. So your family and friends aren’t that close. You still have something around you to be thankful for. Right? Of course you do! Because even if every thing around you is crumbling, remember that you are a born again, precious saved member of the body of Christ, (Ephesians 2:8-9). You have something inside of you that can never compare to anything on this earth. That wonderful gift of the Holy Spirit, your salvation! Your salvation guarantees that you are not lost. It assures you that regardless of what this life on this earth is like for us, we have something to look forward to. We have a home to go to when our Father decides to crack the sky and take us to where we belong.

God has given us the blood of His Son, Jesus Christ, to secure our salvation. He only asks that we believe and receive. The Lord Jesus has left us with the Holy Spirit to guide and comfort us. No charge. God wrote the Holy Bible through his vessels (much like you and I) so that we may know Him (Matthew 24:35). No charge. So, my brothers and sisters, we have everything we need to get our job done here on earth. We have everything that we need to survive here on earth. Right?

Who could ask for anything more?

Everything else are just those things that the world tells us that we need. We do not need them. We want them. And there’s a distinctive difference between needing and wanting, as you know. The Bible clearly tells us that we don’t know what to pray for. Why is that? Because we already have it all.

Romans 8

26 Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.

Now, do we really believe the Holy Spirit would make intercession for us to get a new car. How would that profit the gospel of the grace of God?

I take issue with people who claim that we can have it all right now! (A few may and that’s fine. But just because you do not have, it does not mean that you are not blessed with those spiritual blessings in heavenly places).

Ephesians 1:2-4

2 Grace be to you, and peace, from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.

3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ:

4 According as he hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love:

Some people, mostly those preaching the prosperity doctrine, claim that God wants us all to be rich with expensive cars, bank accounts etc. They use some convincing scriptures to support these claims, such as John 10:10. It is easy to misconstrue this verse because of the use of the words like “abundantly”. Some translations replace abundantly with richly making it even harder to see the true meaning. And, the truth is that this verse does not refer to material wealth, but instead internal peace.

Those of us who are studious enough to look into these verses and rightly divide the word of truth (2 Timothy 2:15), we know that these verses are taken completely out of context.

Beloveth, God is not interested in you getting all of the material wealth in the world. Why would He even care about such things?

1 John 2:17 And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever.

Apostle Paul tells us to set our mind on things which are above.

Colossians 3:2 Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.

The Lord God is only interested in what you believe. He only wants for us to share the gospel, the word of truth with others. Now, if you believe that God does not dwell on your sins when it comes to your salvation. Why would you believe that he cares about you getting a new Mercedes? If you are one of those who preach, God only looks at your heart, why do you seduce yourself into believing that God wants you to have material things that do absolutely nothing for your salvation?

We are the be content with ourselves, focusing on sharing the good news with others. I too struggle with this. Hey, I’m a girl! I love new things! And sometimes I really feel lost without my smart-phone! But when it’s all said and done, I’d trade nothing for my salvation. Nothing.

So, here’s what I plan to do. I hope you will join me. The next time something does not go my way or I do not get that new flat screen, car or even promotion I wanted, I intend to repeat this question:

Who could ask for anything more?

Me: God, I’ve been praying for this new BMW. Why didn’t I get it? Why didn’t you answer me?

The Holy Spirit in me: God gave you His son’s blood. What more do you want? Who could ask for anything more?

Me: Lord, I want to win this lottery. I can do so much for the ministry if I could just win a little bit of money.

The Holy Spirit in Me: God gave you the Blood, the Bible and hey, me! Who could ask for anything more?

Me: God please bless me with a new Iphone. Mine is so out of date. I can’t afford it but I believe you can do it.

Who could ask for anything more?

Grace and peace and so much love!

The Love Letter (Part 1)



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We’ve all had those ‘why do I even bother’ moments. At some point in our lives, most of us have asked ‘why me?’. A lot of us have considered giving up, throwing in the towel and calling it quits. Many people have considered suicide as a means to end all of their problems. I have attempted suicide a few times. Some of them were half baked attention schemes. Others were genuine attempts to end it all. Poof! All of my troubles are gone like me. That was my thinking. But the truth is, my troubles would have just begun.

I would have died unsaved and surely would have been on my way to hell, never knowing peace or true love. Thank God those real attempts to kill myself were unsuccessful. Thank God for seeing me before I was born and directed my path towards righteousness. And guess what? He’s directing your path too! (Jeremiah 1:5) God wants us all to be saved and come into the knowledge of the truth. Before the Lord returns, all of us would have had an opportunity to hear the gospel. Whether we accept it or reject is up to us. We have free will. But who would choose sorrow and sadness when there is a path to everlasting love and eternal peace?

Romans 8:

29 For whom he did foreknow, he also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brethren.

30 Moreover whom he did predestinate, them he also called: and whom he called, them he also justified: and whom he justified, them he also glorified.

31 What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?


So, what do we do when it seems the pressures of this life are too much to bare? How do we continue to find peace, joy and love when the god of this world reigns freely, openly, viciously?

The answer is simple. We walk in the Spirit.

Does walking in the Spirit mean we are dead? Literally? No, beloved! Not at all! It means you LIVE!

Romans 8: 13

For if ye live after the flesh, ye shall die: but if ye through the Spirit do mortify the deeds of the body, ye shall live.


I watch or read the news daily. I am a reporter by trade, so I want to know what’s going on around me. Some people want to be oblivious to their surroundings. That’s fine too. When it’s all said and done, nothing happening on this earth aside from our God given charge to share the gospel, matters. So, why do we allow things like the stock market, or senseless killings and various other sinful acts get to us. Because we do live on this earth ruled by the enemy (2 Cor. 4:4), these things will trouble our spirit. But, we must not loose sight of why we are here. Keep the “big picture” in your mind. You beloved child of God, honored member of the body of Christ, you are an ambassador for him. So, we should not dwell on the things that are in the flesh, but things of the Spirit.


Romans 8:9

But ye are not in the flesh, but in the Spirit, if so be that the Spirit of God dwell in you. Now if any man have not the Spirit of Christ, he is none of his.

10 And if Christ be in you, the body is dead because of sin; but the Spirit is life because of righteousness.

14For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God.


If we are obeying the word of God and allowing the Holy Spirit to guides us and comfort us, will depression have room in our lives? Would we be troubled for long? We would really care for anything?

When the Lord left this earth and gave man kind up to their own sin (Satan began the god of this world), He promised to leave us a Comforter.

John 14:16

And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever;

This Comforter, this Holy Spirit, this peace that dwells within us once we are saved (Eph. 2:8-9), is a reminder that Christ lives in us. We are a part of His body where love, holiness, righteousness conquers all.


Bah Humbug! Don’t teach those lies to my children!



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A lot of people are singing “it’s the most wonderful time of the year” right now. This so called holiday cheer and seasons to be jolly begins around the beginning of November.

Not for me. I’m pretty much a happy person most of the time. I credit that to knowing who I am in Christ. But I digress…on with the blog.

For some odd reason many people get the urge to suddenly show joy, appreciation and compassion for their fellow man. Never mind the other ten months out of the year was spent raising hell and ignoring the homeless man on the street. Oh but now! We want to take that homeless man out and buy him and new set of clothes and a meal.

Bah! Humbug!

Aren’t we Christians the worst? A lot of us are busy year around making sure we get to Bible study on time, checking our checkbooks twice to make sure we wrote that tithe and offering check. Oh yeah, make sure we donate that 10-year-old coat and hat set we hate to the “charity” garage sell. Then right around the fourth Thursday in November, we look around at our comfy cozy lives and start to feel “thankful”. We make a list of all of the things we’re thankful for. We share those lists with our friends, comparing all of our blessings as if it is a contest. And it is a contest. You know, in the back of your mind, you’re comparing your list to hers envying some things and hoping she feels the same about you.

It’s okay. You don’t have to admit it to anyone. God knows. Right?

I have been one of those people described above. In the past, I really believed that I lived a somewhat devout, dedicated life. All of the special things I did and said during this time of the year was righteous. It made me a good Christian. I’m not one to hold an albatross around anyone’s neck. We all will do what we please…obviously. But I am proud to say that I’m a “holidanomic” in recovery. And I will now take the opportunity to be what some may call a hypocrite and tell you what I am thankful for.

FREEDOM…from lies (about the Bible), conformance, religion, speech, life…

This list could go on forever. And since we don’t have that time, I’ll get to my point.

Romans 12:2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.

Freedom is a word we throw around so voluntarily. The second we are chastised for doing or saying something, we want to scream what we have a right to do. (self included) But where is the line drawn when it comes to allowing others to use this freedom to influence our children?

My children attend a public school. It is a great school. They have wonderful scores and ratings. I adore the teachers and staff. But, for the past couple of years, I have taken issue with the schools’ and the teachers’ handling of this time of year. A week ago, my youngest came home and told me about the first Thanksgiving. Of course, he retold the watered down vanilla version of the tale. Everyone joined hands, sang and dance and had a feast. He’s only in primary school, so I fought the urge to tell him what really happened when the Europeans invaded the native American’s land. Rest assured, I will tell him when he’s ready. So, I swallowed that pill and let it go.

A couple of days ago, the same child came up to me with something I was surprised to hear.

“Mommy, I want to go to the parade and see Santa Clause,” he informed me.

“Now, you know what we believe about Santa Clause, don’t you,” I reminded him. I’ve never taught them to believe in Santa, but we all need refreshers.


“Is Santa real?”


I pause, staring at him in disbelief.

“No, he’s not!” I hadn’t realized my voice had raised.

“Yes he is,” he countered, frowning at me.


So we have a brief stare down. I compose myself and decide to go over the whole December thing with him again.

“We know that Santa is just a story. You don’t believe that?”

“He’s real, Mommy. My teacher said he’s going to be in the parade.”

Maybe this is partially my fault. His teacher and I have a pretty good relationship. I trust her to educate my child. Although I should have known, it never occurred to me that my son would take her word over mine. I tried to come up with a good way to show him that his teacher was the right person to listen to, except now. I could come up with nothing. So, the whole family had an impromptu Bible lesson right then and there.

We discussed the meaning of Christmas and what it is not. It is not about Jesus’ birth. It is not about decorated houses, trees, doors, reindeer etc. I was pleased to see that they recalled our lessons from the past year about the subject. They understood that Christians adopted this pagan holiday and slapped Jesus’ name and birth date on it. I was pleased to hear the responses to my questions. So, I go back to my young confused son.

“So, if you believe this, why would you say Santa is real?”

“Mommy, he’s got a face and hands and skin like me,” he answered.

Now, I am picturing the guy at the mall sitting on his fake throne. My skin is starting to burn.

“But baby, he’s just wearing a costume. He’s not a Santa. Santa is not real.”

“Yes!” My little boy is laughing now. “It’s a costume like a Halloween costume. But he’s still a real person.”

“So, you’re saying the man is real? Not Santa?”

“He’s only Santa when he’s wearing the suit, Mommy.”

He’s looking at me as if I had lost my mind. And maybe I did step out for a second or two. Maybe I overreacted to his comments about Santa. But this interaction made me realize that I have to work twice as hard to make sure my children don’t swallow the lies this world will feed to them everyday. I’m a working mom with limited means. I don’t have the luxury of sending them to private school (if it were any better) or staying home with them. I can’t expect these schools to respect my beliefs and teachings. After all, these are the same people who made it illegal to pray in school. Yet, they have the right to push their pagan beliefs onto my children. It is not right. But what can I expect from a world that is governed by the enemy.

 2 Corinthians 4:1-6

Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not;2 But have renounced the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man’s conscience in the sight of God.

3 But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost:

4 In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

5 For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus’ sake.

6 For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

My children will get a taste of the real world a little early (as most kids in school do). Their exposure to things outside of the home is inevitable. It is my job to prepare them to combat those evil elements with the word of God.

What To Do When Your Past Catches Up With You



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A few days ago, I got a message from an old friend from college. Well, “friend” may not exactly be the correct word for us back then but we knew each other. She and I got to know the most vicious sides of each other. I had placed our dispute in the back of my mind, never to think of it again…until I got the call.
I didn’t recognize her picture on the Internet when she “friended” me. But as I tend to do, I accepted request thinking this could be another person to witness to one day. Then I noticed a message from her. The subject was entitled: From An Old Frienemy. I am too curious for words sometimes, so I read it. She briefly re-introduced herself and reminded me of the feud. My mind traveled back to a place long forgotten. A place I’d rather forget. A place that I had been ashamed to say I’d been. Nevertheless, as the memories resurfaced, I remembered the things she and I said and did to each other. I thought how messed up and wicked I must have been to have participated in such a pointless attempt to harm another human being. I also remembered that her efforts to inflict pain on me were just as merciless. But I could not concentrate on what had been done to me. I immediately typed the most heartfelt apology I could think of. I thought this was what she wanted or needed from me. I was happy to give it. In my apology, I gave recognition to the mistake I had made in regards to her and our feud. I also offered a way to make things right.
Make things right?

I shared my testimony with her as briefly as possible and offered to call her and talk with her. She accepted and insisted on calling me.
I waited for the call for a few hours. Then the phone rang. I greeted her with a virtual hug. Admittedly, I expected a cold shoulder and dead silence as I went into detail with my testimony. I didn’t get it. Instead, this young lady blurted out an apology to me! She began to spill her regrets and pleas for forgiveness as if she were begging for her very life. I was confused but I allowed her to finish. When she did, I had to ask.

“Why find me now after all of this time? Haven’t you gotten over it?”

“I don’t think so. I’ve been through a lot in my life, most of it my own doing. But I am trying to make up for the wrong I’ve done.”

I had a feeling that I knew where this was going. I knew where her motivation had come from—someone just as lost as she was.

“Make amends?”

“Yeah girl! I’m changing my life. I’ve decided to get saved and live for Jesus. I’m doing all I can to get right with Him.”

And at that moment, I wanted to hug her. I quietly thanked God for the opportunity. This woman had placed herself right into my path. Hallelujah!

“So, you are trying to fix all of your wrong so that you can start over,” I asked.

“That’s right! God has given me another chance. I won’t blow it this time!”
I smiled. “Sounds like a twelve step program.”

“I know and I am happy to do it. It is an honor to do it.”

“Could you do me a small favor,” I asked. “I have my Bible right here. Could you show me where these twelve steps are?”


I continued. “I’ve just never seen it. I haven’t seen anything in our present epistles that say we have to make amends with anyone either. Do you mind sharing your knowledge with me?”

Her voice tensed. “Are you making fun of me?”

“No, of course not! I am sorry. It’s just that I know what you’re trying to do and your heart is in the right place, I can tell. But did you know that you can never make up for your sin? Did you know that when Jesus died on the cross, He made up for everything you and I and everyone has ever done? Will ever do?”

She gave me a careful “yes”.

“Did you know that you don’t have to do what you’re doing to be saved?”
She laughed a little. “Do you read your Bible?”

“Yes I do.”

She then paraphrased Acts 3:19. “The Bible says in Acts to change your hearts and your lives and come back to God and He will save you.”

Now my teeth clenched. I wanted to scream first at these parasite translators and then at whomever placed this false information in her head.

I didn’t want to confuse her. I wanted to give her the gospel simply so that she would understand and maybe study on her own. So, I quoted my favorite verse, the one that saved me and I know so many others.

Ephesians 2:8-9
8For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:
9Not of works, lest any man should boast.

“This passage says we’re saved by grace and not by works that we do. Why would the Lord want to say two different things to us?”

“He’s not,” she said. “Let me read that verse.”

While she looked it up in her Bible, I prepared another verse for her.

“In Hebrews,” I began after finding one she could not dispute. “The Bible says if you buy a Hebrew, he should work 7 years and then go free. Have you ever bought a Hebrew?”

She laughed. “No! That is the Old Testament. Things were different back then.”

I gave her that and moved on the the New Testament.
“In Luke Jesus said, sell all you have and give it to the poor and follow Me. You want to follow Jesus. Have you sold everything yet?”

She continued to chuckle. “It won’t be much! But Jesus was talking to his disciples, not me.”

“Ah, so you acknowledge that different parts of the Bible address different people?”

“I guess so, yes it does. We couldn’t possibly follow the Old Testament diet or sell all of our stuff, we have to live.”

“Right! So, why can’t you see that Acts 3:19 is not written to you either? Ephesians, however is written just to you.”

She sighed. “But…God can’t use us if we’re sinful. We have to clean ourselves up.”

“God can’t use you if you don’t trust Him. The Lord already died on the cross for you. He already became a curse for you. All He asks is that you trust in that! Acts 3 is not written to us. It was written to a people who still needed to law, the children of Israel, the sons of Jacob. Not the Gentiles,us because we are not Israel.”

Galations 2:16 Knowing that a man is not justified by the works of the law, but by the faith of Jesus Christ, even we have believed in Jesus Christ, that we might be justified by the faith of Christ, and not by the works of the law: for by the works of the law shall no flesh be justified.

“We will always have sin. We can’t help it. It comes with the territory. That’s why the Lord took up the cross and gave us His grace. He knows we can’t do it for ourselves. So He did it for us. We just trust that the debt has been paid and share the good news with others.”

“I hear what you’re saying. I just feel like I need to do something.”

“That’s because religion still has you. I’ve been there. I wasn’t saved yet either. Once you are saved, you will not feel the need to do something to be saved or right with God. You’ll believe that it’s paid in full.”

We chatted for a while longer about our children and careers. I believe she saw the change in me. I saw a change in her too but not quite the one I hope to see soon. We agreed to stay in touch. I offered to help her study. I hope that she continues to read and question the contradictions in the verses. Then my friend will see that in this day and time (dispensation) making amends with your past will do nothing for you. I hope that she will see that just being able to trust in the finished work of the Lord Jesus Christ is all she needs. Afterall, that kind of faith is no small accomplishment. Amen?

Grace and peace. Blessings and love.

Ephesians 3:
For this cause I Paul, the prisoner of Jesus Christ for you Gentiles,
2If ye have heard of the dispensation of the grace of God which is given me to you-ward:
3How that by revelation he made known unto me the mystery; (as I wrote afore in few words,
4Whereby, when ye read, ye may understand my knowledge in the mystery of Christ)
5Which in other ages was not made known unto the sons of men, as it is now revealed unto his holy apostles and prophets by the Spirit;
6That the Gentiles should be fellowheirs, and of the same body, and partakers of his promise in Christ by the gospel:
7Whereof I was made a minister, according to the gift of the grace of God given unto me by the effectual working of his power.
8Unto me, who am less than the least of all saints, is this grace given, that I should preach among the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ;
9And to make all men see what is the fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the world hath been hid in God, who created all things by Jesus Christ:

Identity Theft: Does Jesus’ True Identity Matter?



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I will preface this post by saying first that the subject I plan to address is indeed heartbreaking to me. The issue of skin tone, color, race—whatever you want to call it—is still unfortunately tabu. For some reason the upcoming election has brought the subject to the forefront in many conversations. While with my human eyes, I do see and notice that we are all different shades of beautiful. I try not to speak about “race” because to me it does not and should not matter. I teach my children to ignore “race”. I wish that we could all see each other as God sees us. But because we live in a world occupied and controlled by the enemy and we have been conditioned to discriminate, we do not.

Some of you may stop reading this post right here. You may say that it doesn’t matter what Jesus looked like. We are all his children bla bla bla.

I agree. It should not. But…!

It does matter when you take the truth and distort it! It does matter when you change the Bible for your own selfish and vain purposes! It does matter when your recreation of Biblical truths causes someone to loose their soul!

A recent conversation with a dear friend made me realize that a lot of people do not talk about the true identities of the people in the Bible. For some reason we keep this information under lock and key. Whatever the reason maybe, it is a form of false teaching to withhold information that may cost someone to loose their soul.

How so?

Let’s use a young “black” man who was raised religious and taught to worship a Jesus who has bright blue eyes, that long dirty blonde hair and “white” skin. This young man grows up and begin to question why he has to worship this “white man”. He comes across another religious group who tells him that he should not worship this white man. They tell him that the real god is black. They turn him on to worshiping another image who looks more like him. The young man forever turns away from that white Jesus. He is now just as lost of the cult he has joined. Why? Because someone withheld the truth from him.

What is truth?

The truth is that the images that so many of us have identified as being Jesus is false. The portrayals of Biblical characters in most books and movies are wrong. The ancient Israelites came from Egypt, a land in the continent of Africa where the people had color.

A brief history

The ancient Israelites (sons of Jacob) were descendants of one of Noah’s three sons, Shem. Shem, whose lineage would lead to Abraham who fathered Isaac who father Jacob (Israel) who fathered 12 sons who would become the 12 tribes of Israel:

Reuben,Gad,Simeon, Asher, Levi, Naphilti, Judag, Issachar, Zebulon, Joseph, Dan and Benjamin. The Bible repeatedly tells us that these people looked like the descendants of Ham, second son of Noah. Ham’s descendants settled in different parts of Africa after the flood. Ham’s sons became: Cush (Ethiopians / Cushites & Nubians), Mizraim (Egyptians / Khemet),Phut (Ancient Libyans or Somalia), and Canaan(Canaanite, the original inhabitants of the land of Israel).

Why wouldn’t they look alike? They were, after all, family.

Here are a few cases:

After Joseph (youngest son of Jacob/Israel) was sold by his own brothers into slavery in Egypt (the descendants of Mizraim, a son of Ham), his family did not recognize him. They could not pick their own brother out from this country filled with dark skinned people! They saw him as another Egyptian.

Genesis 42:8 And Joseph knew his brethren but they knew him not.

Moses who led Israel out of bondage was also mistaken as an Egyptian. He grew up in Pharaoh’s house. When he ran away to Midian, he was mistaken as an Egyptian.

Exodus 2:16-19

18 And when they came to Reuel their father, he said, How is it that ye are come so soon to day?

19 And they said, An Egyptian delivered us out of the hand of the shepherds, and also drew water enough for us, and watered the flock.

Paul (an educated man from the tribe of Benjamin) was also mistaken for an Egyptian in the book of Acts.

Acts 21: 37 And as Paul was to be led into the castle, he said unto the chief captain, May I speak unto thee? Who said, Canst thou speak Greek?

38 Art not thou that Egyptian, which before these days madest an uproar, and leddest out into the wilderness four thousand men that were murderers?

39 But Paul said, I am a man which am a Jew of Tarsus, a city in Cilicia, a citizen of no mean city: and, I beseech thee, suffer me to speak unto the people.

Finally, I’ll share the verses where Jesus Christ himself was also mistaken as an Egyptian.

Matthew 2:

13And when they were departed, behold, the angel of the Lord appeareth to Joseph in a dream, saying, Arise, and take the young child and his mother, and flee into Egypt, and be thou there until I bring thee word: for Herod will seek the young child to destroy him.

14When he arose, he took the young child and his mother by night, and departed into Egypt:

15 And was there until the death of Herod: that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying, Out of Egypt have I called my son.

Could Jesus, Mary and Joseph really have hidden in Egypt if Jesus really was a blonde little boy with bright blue eyes? Nah.

Skin color changes

In fact, there is evidence in the Bible suggesting that “white” skin was not only a minority but the result of a disease to these people. Sadly, for years “black” people were taught that dark skin was a result of a curse. The reality is that the opposite is true.

When God showed Moses some examples of the wonders he could release upon His people, He gave Moses a temporary disease, leprosy (or today called vitiligo).

Exodus 4:5-7

5 That they may believe that the Lord God of their fathers, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, hath appeared unto thee.

6 And the Lord said furthermore unto him, Put now thine hand into thy bosom. And he put his hand into his bosom: and when he took it out, behold, his hand was leprous as snow.

7 And he said, Put thine hand into thy bosom again. And he put his hand into his bosom again; and plucked it out of his bosom, and, behold, it was turned again as his other flesh.

I’d say this is pretty obvious. If Moses’ hands were “white” before, why would the Lord say it turned white? Interesting.

In Numbers, God cursed Miriam (Moses’ sister) with leprosy because she spoke out against her brother marrying an Ethiopian woman. I know that here people use this passage as “proof” that Moses and his brother and sister were white. You see the word “Ethiopian” and your mind travels to the images that you have been taught and may have seen on TV. I made the same mistake a long time ago. But look closer. Remember, we study to show ourselves approved!

God chastised Aaron and Miriam for what they were doing. He came down in a cloud, according to the Bible and corrected them. He left poor Miriam with a little reminder.

Numbers 12: 10 And the cloud departed from off the tabernacle; and, behold, Miriam became leprous, white as snow: and Aaron looked upon Miriam, and, behold, she was leprous.

She was not white before, but she stayed that way for seven days. I’m sure it was a lesson learned.

I did not add this part to say that white skinned people are diseased. Never! I am only pointing out facts from the Lord through His word in the Bible.

Now having provided all of this proof, where do we get that false image of Jesus? I honestly cannot say for certain but it is definitely a painting of a mere mortal man who lived and died and is still dead. Most scholars say that it is in fact a painting of Cesare Borgia, the son of the Catholic Pope Alexander VI. The likeness of Cesare’s portraits and the false Jesus portraits are so similar, the claim has merit. The false image of Jesus evolved and changed many times before it was finally “settled” into the inaccurate one many people use today. At first, Jesus had short hair and was beardless. Over time (maybe 4-6 centuries) longer hair was added along with the beard to fit a more European look. Some say that this look was actually borrowed from the Greek god Zeus. Surprise. Surprise.

But again I say it really should not matter what Jesus looked like. Would your faith change because you discover that his skin was colored and he had an Afro? Christ’s blood is what saves and not his skin or hair.

Colossians 1:

13 Who hath delivered us from the power of darkness, and hath translated us into the kingdom of his dear Son:

14 In whom we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins:

15 Who is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of every creature:

Regardless of what the Biblical characters looked like or what color Jesus’ earthly body was, when we hang these false images in our homes, offices and places of worship, are we certain that it is God were are honoring? In the passage above, Paul calls the Lord, the invisible God. We all know what invisible means.

After it is all said and done, will we see skin color in heaven? I think not. I started out by saying that it does not matter what Jesus’ body looked like. I stand on that. It does not! But creating a false image of Christ, thereby creating a false god, does matter. A lot of us have been doing so in ignorance. That’s okay. But when you learn the truth, you have a duty to cease in doing what it wrong and educate as many as you can about what is right. That’s the gospel.

In 1 Timothy, Paul instructs Timothy not to indulge in “endless genealogies”. If we are all honest with ourselves, most of us could not accurately and definitively trace our genealogies anyway. By now, it is so polluted with lies after years of cover-ups. We don’t know who we truly are except for whom we are in Jesus Christ.

1 Timothy 1:

3 As I besought thee to abide still at Ephesus, when I went into Macedonia, that thou mightest charge some that they teach no other doctrine,

4 Neither give heed to fables and endless genealogies, which minister questions, rather than godly edifying which is in faith: so do.

5 Now the end of the commandment is charity out of a pure heart, and of a good conscience, and of faith unfeigned:

And it is out of love (charity) that I share this post and a portion of my findings with you. Grace and peace. Blessings and love.


Remember Your Purpose


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What would happen if all of the churches closed their doors for one Sunday and went out to minister to people just as Jesus and all of his disciples ministered? Who are we to tell people to come to us? Why can’t we go to them?

Yes, it is good to fellowship with people with your beliefs. But bond together in brotherly love and not vain glory. What good is it to have “church” and only “minister” to the same people over and over?

What about Monique, a self confessed prostitute with several children? When she was told that Jesus loves her, all she could do was fight back tears. “I only hear ‘I love you’ from my children. They gotta love me. I’m they momma.” Monique wants to experience God’s love but everyone in her neighborhood knows her occupation. She can’t go to the church. They’ll judge her.
Pam was on the Homecoming Court in high school. She made it to graduation but married a man who beat her. She lost sight in her left eye. She keeps to herself, avoiding crowds at all cost.

Shirley has always been talkative and quick to voice her opinion about almost everything. When asked to talk about herself, she shuts down. In her 52 years on this earth, she has spent 27 of them going in and coming out of mental institutions. Do you know Jesus, Shirley? “Yeah, he’s that white man in the picture.”

How do we get to these people if we are sitting in our buildings week after week basking in our own vain glory? We call it praising God…giving God the glory. Really? How does God get the glory from you obtaining yet another title from your church? What glory does God receive by you calling yourself ‘Doctor’ or ‘Bishop’ or ‘Evangelist’? Especially when you sit on your title after you’ve earned it.

You are in charge of this program and that in your church. You can raise this much money for this department and that. Your congregation adores you. Your church organization respects you and sends you across the world to annual conventions and meetings.

Meanwhile, Pam, Shirley and Monique die unsaved and unaware that “by grace through faith” (Eph. 2:8-9) they could have been saved. They could have experienced a love greater than no other.

What do you plan to say to our Father on judgment day? What will you tell Him when he asks:

“They died on your watch. Where were you?”

“Lord, I was in church.”

My lovely brothers and sisters, sealed unto the day of redemption, called by Christ himself. Let’s not be selfish. Let’s take our honored position and share the good news.

Mark 16:15
And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.