"The Holy Spirit is my teacher and who better than Him? I must be teachable if I plan on and growing. And sometimes that means walking ahead with no instruction just a destination." - Type.Classy
Sometimes is nice to hear yourself say who you are. It builds your confidence and helps you stand a little taller. I am a firm believer in knowing who you are. People in this world attach so many perverted names to children of God. They pass insults around like notes in high school. They try to pin labels on you not worthy of the King who lives in you. The solution for most is speak no hear no see no. The less attention we give to it the quicker it dies. Yet we forget where the true power resides: think no. We meditate day and night on he say she say forgetting what He said. I was once in this situation. Lending my mind to this world and my ear to Jesus. Yeah He said I was fearfully and wonderfully made but I know He would never create junk like me. You are what you eat. My spirit was on a starvation diet. Nothing to eat or drink in days. How do you know who you are if you never seek who made you?.
Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.- James 5:16 (KJV)
There is so much power in confession. Every time I read this verse God breathes and I hear something else. This time I hear "Tell them who you are. Declare who I am wherever you go. Call on my name and make me the center. Worship me for who I am. Carry my joy where ever you go. Set the world on fire when you pray and worship as Heaven begins to flood the earth. Honor me and when they tell you who you are I will show them who I am"
I am the child who breaks His heart.
Making promises my flesh wont let me keep.
Expecting Him to forgive me in the mist of doing wrong.
I am the child that wont come home.
Covered in shame and guilt afraid to knock cause He will answer.
Too busy chasing my dreams to follow His perfect will.
Sheltered in disobedience when I could be covered by the Blood.
I am a child of the Most High.
Fearfully and wonderfully made.
Soaked in His unfailing love.
Resting in His safety and walking in perfect peace.
Never letting Him down because I don't hold Him up.
I am a child of God.
Bought with the blood of a King.
Wrapped in His arms reaching for His hem
to be healed. I am my beloveds and He is mine.
Sometimes is nice to hear yourself say who you are. It builds your confidence and helps you stand a little taller. I am a firm believer in knowing who you are. People in this world attach so many perverted names to children of God. They pass insults around like notes in high school. They try to pin labels on you not worthy of the King who lives in you. The solution for most is speak no hear no see no. The less attention we give to it the quicker it dies. Yet we forget where the true power resides: think no. We meditate day and night on he say she say forgetting what He said. I was once in this situation. Lending my mind to this world and my ear to Jesus. Yeah He said I was fearfully and wonderfully made but I know He would never create junk like me. You are what you eat. My spirit was on a starvation diet. Nothing to eat or drink in days. How do you know who you are if you never seek who made you?.
Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.- James 5:16 (KJV)
There is so much power in confession. Every time I read this verse God breathes and I hear something else. This time I hear "Tell them who you are. Declare who I am wherever you go. Call on my name and make me the center. Worship me for who I am. Carry my joy where ever you go. Set the world on fire when you pray and worship as Heaven begins to flood the earth. Honor me and when they tell you who you are I will show them who I am"
I am the child who breaks His heart.
Making promises my flesh wont let me keep.
Expecting Him to forgive me in the mist of doing wrong.
I am the child that wont come home.
Covered in shame and guilt afraid to knock cause He will answer.
Too busy chasing my dreams to follow His perfect will.
Sheltered in disobedience when I could be covered by the Blood.
I am a child of the Most High.
Fearfully and wonderfully made.
Soaked in His unfailing love.
Resting in His safety and walking in perfect peace.
Never letting Him down because I don't hold Him up.
I am a child of God.
Bought with the blood of a King.
Wrapped in His arms reaching for His hem
to be healed. I am my beloveds and He is mine.
Comments
"I am the child"
Really knowing our identity in Christ is a game-changer
It changes the way we see GOD
It changes the way we the the world
It changes the way we see ourselves
We're blood-bought. And that's not just a fly statement. It's the truth.