There’s Only One Word For This!

I had no words, so I asked the Holy Spirit how I should pray.

I have so many people on my heart for various reasons, and I’ve come to a loss for words when I pray for them.  As I asked for this wisdom I was reminded of the most powerful prayer we can pray.  I was reminded where it is that we find everything we need and where all that we long for is discovered.  One word came to my mind to offer on behalf of my friends – “Jesus”!  This is all the Spirit spoke to my heart, and He is more than enough.  This is where restoration not only begins but where it is complete.

A Broken Heart – JESUS!

A Broken Home – JESUS!

Financial Issues – JESUS!

In Sickness – JESUS!

In Loneliness – JESUS!

In Need Of Forgiveness – JESUS!

In The Valley Of The Shadow Of  Death – JESUS!

In The Valley Of Depression – JESUS!

I offered no other words, but as I spoke His name over each person that came to mind all the trials of this world suddenly became powerless.

Throughout my childhood and into the beginning years of my marriage, I struggled with the words “thank you” and “I love you”.  I was full of gratitude and loved deeply, but when words are rarely heard, they can feel like a foreign language rolling off your own tongue.  I remedied this problem by putting into practice a very simple solution, I started saying them.  As silly as it sounds now, it wasn’t easy for me to speak these words at first, but the more I did the easier they became.  Now I value every moment I have to sincerely express these emotions.

About six months ago I realized how rare it was for me to say the name of Jesus.  I talked about God and had no problem with referring to Jesus as Lord, but to say His name was more rare than common.  I sang gospel songs for years that used His name, but to actually speak the name of the One that I call friend did not come easily.  With my new awareness I had to ask myself , Why don’t I say His name?  Why is it so uncomfortable for me to do?

I don’t know that I have one good reason to give you in answer to my self-imposed questions, with the exception of my previous childhood example.  So, I drew from the lesson I learned with those most precious words of “thank you” and “I love you”, and I applied the same prescription to solve this newly discovered language barrier – I started saying His name.

Having my tongue tied up in knots and unable to breathe His name out loud, as I would with any of my other friends, kept me from so many blessings and freedoms.  When I say “blessings”, I’m not at all implying Jesus to be likened to a genie in a bottle, that when called on He gives us all the earthly toys we want.  No, He’s a much better father than that.  The sweetest blessings to me are seeing a prayer answered for a hurting friend, or witnessing a lost soul meet Jesus and come to know that they are worth far more than their social status or job title.  This freedom can only come one way, at the name of Jesus.

“For this reason, God highly exalted Him, and bestowed upon Him the name which is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee will bow, of those in heaven, and of those on earth, and of those under the earth, and that every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” – Philippians 2:9-11

When we are a part of God’s family, it isn’t bondage that makes us bow our knees, but the joy of our freedom in Christ.  I get more and more excited as I think on this topic and discuss it with friends.  Will you allow me to elaborate on my thoughts for just a moment?

The scripture states that, “every knee will bow…and every tongue will confess…”  I don’t know about you, but I always read this scripture with the mindset that this is a futuristic happening.  My mind heard it as, “When Jesus returns at the end of time, every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that He is Lord.”  But that’s not what it says!  It says that at the name of Jesus every knee will bow – PERIOD.  This excites me because I realize that now, at this very moment, there are knees bowing as I speak His name.

“For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age,against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.”  -Eph. 6:12

If we are wrestling here and now then we need now power.  What is our now power?  Jesus!

““Most assuredly, I say to you, he who believes in Me, the works that I do he will do also; and greater works than these he will do, because I go to My Father.  And whatever you ask in My name, that I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.  If you ask anything in My name, I will do it (Again, it’s in the now, not just somewhere in the future).”  -John 14:12-14

If we are going to do greater works than Jesus did, then we must recognize how that’s even possible.  How can I have faith to be victorious if I don’t know where faith begins?  Just think, when we speak His name, all that we are wrestling in the spiritual world must bow and submit to the authority of Christ.

Many have given me the humbling compliment of “You’re Strong.”  My strength is knowing that my strength is only because of Christ in me.  I am not “strong” by my own merit.  I’m lost without Him.  I’m too tired without Him.  I’m too broken by this world without Him.  But JESUS!!!  He is my energy to press on.  He is my wholeness.  In Him alone I am found!

My Peace – Jesus!

My Hope – Jesus!

My Joy – Jesus!

My Healing – Jesus!

My Ability To Forgive – Jesus!

My Ability To Trust – Jesus!

My Ability To Love – Jesus!

On The Mountaintop of success – JESUS!

Anything Good In Me – JESUS!

My Source Of Strength…

“Darkness knows its Lord and the prince of darkness is not its lord.” – Pastor Austin Cagle

JESUS!!!

They Bow Down.

~Shannan

2011, Keeping It Real!

An Entry From October’s Journal

In my last blog post, “How Quickly It Can Be Stolen” I told you I was going to share with you something I had written back in October 2010.  So that I hold to my word and remain faithful, here it is…

Entered October 17 ‘2010:

Today I wrestle inside.  I find my fears creeping in, curling up alongside me as if they are welcome to be my companion.  My old-self wants to run and hide from what “she” is telling me is true.  There’s nothing but pain ahead and further loss, nothing good ever last.  After all, isn’t this the way it’s always been? But my new-self is screaming back.  “NO!”  I refuse to believe this lie.  I refuse to believe God cares so little for me.  God owes me absolutely nothing but He promises me so many wonders that my mind cannot fathom them all.  Today, as I face these feelings of fearfulness, I will choose to hope for just five more minutes.  I will choose to believe for five more minutes that God sees me and has created me for a purpose greater than this moment.

When situations seem to be covered in death, I hold on!  When dreams seem to have been ripped from my hands and heart, I won’t give up!  I must take every thought captive.  Through this I am learning to recognize the voice of the enemy.  I turn my ears away from him and listen to the voice of truth.

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.”  – 2 Tim. 1:7

I hear God whispering, “The second half of your life does NOT have to carry the same struggles as the first half.  This is a lie!”

“And the LORD restored Job’s losses when he prayed for his friends. Indeed the LORD gave Job twice as much as he had before.”  – Job 42:10

God makes streams in the desert.  He makes a way where there seems to be no way. (Isaiah 35:5-7)

Dear God, help me to guard my heart without rebuilding old unhealthy walls…

In my last letter to you, I talked about the disciples needing to remember what  Jesus said as they got into the boat to cross the lake.  Often we remember what God has spoken, but the enemy relentlessly screams at us in hopes that we will water the seeds of doubt he’s trying to plant.  They are nothing more than weeds ready to grow and choke out every life-giving fruit God has promised.  If in an emotional moment we nurture the weed we may just forfeit or delay our harvest.

There’s a lot of hard work from the time a farmer tills his land and sows his seed.  There’s also a time of waiting and watching over all his rigorous effort before he ever sees the first sprout break through the soil.  Even after that  young bud reaches daylight the farmer must continue to be watchful and protect his crop.  If he is faithful in his labor he will reap well for all he as sown, then his season of rest will come carrying peace and fullness.

Even though some of my fears from last October seem to have been justified, I know from past experience that those “loses” are just another prayer being answered; I just cannot fully see it yet.  I am declaring. I will hope through my pain and I will have joy through my toiling tears.  Harvest time is near.

~Shannan

2011, Keeping It Real!

It’s not about what I don’t know, it’s about what I do know and Who I know. Jesus!  There’s Just Something About That Name. Ooo, I miss harmony 🙂