Piggy Wiggy

Piggy Wiggy

God: Don’t throw your pearls before swine.


Me: Can Christians still be pigs? Cause I believe I’ve seen a few.


God: They’ve been freed from the pigpen but some do not know how to live differently…and they still yearn for the muddy mess. 
Don’t fall for the sinking mud pits…there are fresh pastures to explore.


Me: What of the pork chops that wander too far past the pasture?


God: They are no longer swine but transformed with knowing Me and they can never go too far with Me. Walk deeper and I will walk with you deeper still.


Me: I guess, I’m thinking about the “religious” piggies who totally wig out on info of You but continually run into a wall and can’t see past it.


God: Ah, that is the brother of the old pig pen. It looks nice and clean and when one compares it to the old pigsty, it looks like heaven…and that’s just what the blind thinks it is. They feel secure within its fencing and everything seems in order…but there is no life…just a detour that takes lost souls off their free range. They continually run into the fencing but never understand that they are trapped.


Me: Huh, thank you for this convo.


God: You’re welcome piggy.


Me: Hey! I thought I was transformed by You!


God: Yes, but remember from where you came…there were times when you didn’t want to leave the pigsty and moments where you were trapped in the delusion of the clean pen. Remember where you were, remember how I saved you, and help others to know.
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Pebble in the Shoe

Pebble in the Shoe

 

“I cannot go on like this,” said the girl, overwhelmed by life itself.


God: Trust…in Me. Take day by day for life is full of sorrows by waiting and yearning for tomorrow. When people drain you, do not wallow in your dehydration. I am the living water; I will fill you up. 
When people suck the air out of you, I will breathe into the breath of life. When people are like a storm threatening to break and beat you down, remember that you are built upon the rock. Do not let the enemy deceive you into believing you are built upon the sand! 


Take off your spectacles for I have already given you sight…do not believe that you must earn all my blessings. I am not like people around you. I give freely…you just have to open your present and don’t let the enemy steal it from you.


Do not fear in what you may lose, but hope in what you will gain.


Inadequacy is a lie. You are made perfect in the Greatest Sacrifice. I will call you accordingly to how I made you. Do you not believe that your interests are important to Me? Far from it! I love you and I will use you…use you in your uniqueness. Trust in Me.

 

Side note: You may talk to God about the pebble in your shoe, and He will address the rocky area where you traveled. He knows what you’ve been through…what you’re going through. The pebble will become heavier the longer you hold onto it.


Take time to speak to God…go for a walk by a stream and skip rocks across the water (throw your pebble out while you’re at it!).
Water Walker

Water Walker

I walked toward the water’s edge and gazed at the rapids before me. There were words spoken and carried by the mist of the waves; calling me by a name that was me but so much more. A single word that expressed every detail of who I was and who I am in Christ. 
I knew it was the One whom my soul loved. Nothing could stand between us; all I had to do was focus on the voice and step onto the damp terrain. Just put one foot in front of the other, but; alas, the beasts of the sea reminded me of the depths and terrors below.
“You can’t do this.” 
“The waters will gobble you up.” 
“The voice you heard was a figment of your imagination.” 


I couldn’t do it.


A better idea sprung into my crammed-packed consciousness.
“I will build stepping stones to my destination!”
Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, until I realized that the voice that was calling me had been drowned out by my focus of building each strong stone being supported by beams plunged into the deep. Not only had I barely made a dent in my destination, but I was building my stone pathway in the wrong direction!
Down and depressed on the failure I had become, there came a small voice once again…”Come to Me…”
I had enough of trying on my own, so I stepped onto the water and walked towards a man at the end of a tumultuous wet path. The first part of the walk was steady but after a few moments, I began to sink in fear of my surroundings. Waves threatened to pull me deeper, but then a hand appeared. With all my might, I clung to the hand and was pulled above the surface. The Man spoke to me without using his mouth…He was speaking through His spirit.


“Walk with Me and you shall never hunger…you shall never thirst…you shall never be in want…I am with you always…”


I have been walking with my Friend, Jesus, ever since.

Running through the Red Lights

Running through the Red Lights

I had a recent dream that used to play itself in my mind…over and over again when I was a kid…here it is:

I was driving a car and the meridian got too close, so I had to swerve and push my foot to the gas peddle to miss it…as I was speeding, I continuously ran through red lights.

👆That’s it? Yup. Sometimes the shortest dreams have the biggest words. Hehe…I’m just glad that there were no cops in my dreams! 😜

This one is a little different than my previous dreams from when I was younger. In the other ones, I was trying to slam on the break but continued to go through the reds. I desperately wanted to stop but the brakes were broken. It felt like my body was beyond exhaustion…but I kept pushing on through the “red lights” it was giving me…this became my normal and I forgot how to stop.

Conclusion: I have more control over my own life now (hence my foot pushing the gas peddle instead of the break-it was my choice) and am still learning to not crumble at the demands of others (even the demands I imagined they wanted of me…and the demands I commanded of myself). Yes, I chose to put my foot on the gas peddle this time but I missed the meridian (stumbling block) in life. I just hope I will recognize the warning lights ahead…

Are you pushing yourself past your body’s limits? Is it giving you red lights? If so, how about finding the “best yes” along with me. Let us not say “yes” to every opportunity that comes our way (for there will be many), but let us take a breather and wait upon God to be the GPS in our cars.

Dream a Little Dream Two

Dream a Little Dream Two

Now this dream is different than the last one I had, but there is a connection just the same…it may seem strange and odd but God translated it before my eyes and contrasted it with the former.

Dream Two:
I dreamt that I was in the corner of a building with a wild party raging about. I felt out-of-place for I was not giving into the lusts of the world as before–I had changed. Though the people were praising all that was evil. I looked at them with pity and understanding for I had once been tempted as they were (in my dream).
Then I saw him. This man was laughing with a large group. They hung around him like he was their drug. He encouraged them in their sinning…
I wanted to sneak out before this man saw me, but his eyes landed on me, and he followed me outside. I ran into my home and shut the door.
I thought I was safe, but suddenly the door of my house was thrown open and there he was…This man looked at me as if he owned me. His eyes peered at me as if I were an open book that he had read several times.
The sad thing about having your life written down as a book is that you can go back and reread and relive the mistakes you had once made (or you can learn from your wrongdoings). I felt naked and dirty in his presence. I wanted to tell him to get out, but I had no voice!
In this dream, I must say, I did not look like myself. I had blond hair and my face was completely different (I could easily change how I looked on the outside).
The man forcibly questioned, “Where are the children?!”
I began to remember my past (my dream past not my real-life past) and how a temptation can give birth unto sin. The children signify the innocence of temptation. In my dream, I had gotten rid of the children and changed my life. A temptation may seem innocent like a child at first but gives birth unto a greater evil…sin.

Then I awoke.

Have you guessed who the man was? Satan. He gives us what our physical bodies desire but he doesn’t care about who we are and what becomes of us. As long as we do not get in the way of his plans…

What a contrast to my previous dream about Jesus! The Son of God knocked on the front door and was offering me new life. When I didn’t answer, He went to the back door and knocked. How different it was when Satan barged into the house and made me remember the sins of my past!

In this dream, I did not look like myself for I had tried to change what I looked like on the outside. Satan often tries to dissuade us from letting Jesus in and letting Him change us from the inside-out.
The Enemy wants us to think we have to change ourselves in order to be worthy for God…but here Jesus is, waiting outside the door of our hearts and offers us new life.

“Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and will dine with him, and he with Me.” Revelation 3:20

“Rather, clothe yourselves with the Lord Jesus Christ, and do not think about how to gratify the desires of the flesh.” Romans 13:14

“For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves.” Colossians 1:13

“Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.” 1 Peter 5:8

“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.” 1 Peter 3:18

Struggles in a Sick World

Struggles in a Sick World

Oh, how I have longed to be free
To go on the adventures in places of where I’ve wanted to be
But oh, how I am trapped in this body, this jail
Weakness has set in my bones making my strength to fail
Have I forgotten how to be content where ever I may be?
Speaking to God and asking Him to hear my ever-wanting pleas
I dream of a different life of where I am strong as a ram
But here I am, instead, being a weak, little lamb
Does not God make His power shine through the weak and not in the strong?
Taking down our barriers of pride, for only in this temple will He happily abide and truly belong
Oh, how You have stripped me clean of all the strength I contained
Truly relying on You through this hardship and this pain
I feel like an artichoke whose petals have been taken away
Revealing a vulnerable heart that no longer can keep an enemy at bay
Though, have I confused an enemy and a friend?
For one takes from you but the other willingly lends
Oh, Lord, how I have been blind
Through this process my thoughts have become confused and intertwined
Though a ram maybe strong and may know what to do
A lamb, contrary, depends completely on You
Has this been Your lesson all along?
Showing my weakness so that in me You are made strong?
Thank You, oh Lord, for the mysteries You reveal
In the quiet moments where only Your words I feel