Among the homeless, as it is in our typical society today, there are "bad" and "good" people, of course. People take advantage of others. People frequently bend the truth to get their point across, or when they seek help. We all must use our best judgment in life, protect ourselves, in every circumstance, no matter where we are. We must rule our actions with our brains, not by our feelings or emotions from our hearts.
Father, help my eyes have the clarity to see the needs others have for prayer. Help me to pray on the spot and lift others up—not at a convenient time for me, but when the necessity is clearly in the moment.
As a writer, and for all of us, I believe the evil one feels joy as he whispers lies in our ears. He adores seeing us go off track when we believe in his words"You aren't good enough, " or, "What gives you the right or say or write that?!" (and more...). Satan's onslaught is constant, but when we are armored up, his lies cannot penetrate us. We possess the freedom to use our voices as tools to help others when our faith and shields are in place!
Thank you for your words, trust God, trust Jesus. The world cannot be trusted. So, we don't love it and life's circumstances. We love you!
If you are a new creative writer, one who plans to eventually write a book, or even a timeline of blog posts, keep your notes in order (dated, and all in one place). Period.
Sometimes, when we feel we don't hear God (after all, we're only human), we are looking in the wrong place. Sometimes, we need to remember how he talks to us, and we need to listen and respond to the silence...he is there, we just aren't where we need to be.
Do we really need glorified constant connection? Or, is a simple non-smart phone (which is still constant connection) enough?
My desire in life is to not write what the itching ears want to hear. My goal is to write the truth. I do not want to steer anyone away from God's truth through either verbal or written word. My thoughts wrap around how easily words are miscontrued in today's society.
The first significant mental challenge stemmed from the reality that we were on our own. We were told to quarantine into self-care. I knew what to do, and I felt brave and sure we would beat it, but I also felt alone in the fight...and rightfully we were isolated. Too sick and couldn't go anywhere, but not sick enough to seek medical attention.
I was alone that day and it struck me—the conviction to drop to my knees, cry out to the Lord, and repent. I spilled every ounce of anguish and sin from my heart. I cried out for favor and forgiveness. As I repented, I felt his presence. Our relationship grew from that very moment.