ThinMint

The more I have been reading and reflecting, and praying and praising Psalm 91, the more excited I become! Felix is painting the exterior of our home. On Saturday, unbeknownst to him, I stood outside and read Psalm 91 then I prayed over him while he painted. Lead by the Holy Spirit the moment was fierce, strong, and I felt bold as I proclaimed in the name of Jesus. An hour later he trampled a snake that was slithering through our property. Friends, God doesn’t just listen when we express what’s on our hearts. He is already in the tomorrow and He has established and built, and He has regarded, remedied, and redeemed! He does this for those who love Him, for those who put their trust in Him.

After reading Psalm 91, praying in between the verses over myself during this reading, I have been feeling particularly close to the Lord. This song keeps playing in my mind. Thinking about His love... The actions of that love... The results of that love... One begins to feel completely full, if not a tad overwhelmed. I encourage my friends to think about His love this weekend. Turn your thoughts upward instead of inward and think of all the ways He awes you. Song: O the Deep Deep Love of Jesus sung by Simon Khorolskiy

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TM: Friends, the below comment was left by Regina. With her permission I am posting here for those who may a thought or two to offer her. 🌼 My daily constitutional was different today. So much so that I felt a need to share my experience here. When the weather is decent – i.e. not inclement and I am dressed for the current temperature – I often head to a nearby park for a walk. My usual path takes me around a small lake which dips in and out of clusters of trees that act as small havens for a variety of birds. It is a popular route, but still quiet enough during the times I tread there that I can bathe my soul a bit in nature. Today though, I felt led to take a different trail, one that mounts a small hill that stands unadorned and featureless above the trees. A tiny grass plain, if you will, that rises above the surrounding forest remnant. For some reason, I felt a need to be just a bit closer to God today. The shining sun warmed me as I reached the top of the hill, and stopping to catch my breath, I marveled at the blue sky with its white/gray clouds scudding southward, and the trees below, barren of leaves yet so intricate. As I marveled, I felt that if I would just look long enough – if I just reached out far enough and pulled at that invisible curtain– I would see the world as God intended it to look had sin not entered into it. I was not gifted this glimpse of … Eden? Heaven? I still cannot decide. But it did make me wonder if others were experiencing something similar right now when we are all trying to survive clown world. A thinning of the veil, so to speak and for lack of better words. I'd be interested in hearing about it if so. Still, the bottom line here is that the good Lord has imparted something to me, even if I don't quite yet comprehend what that something is. It will be interesting to prayerfully watch how – maybe if? - my understanding unfolds.

-3- Do you have enough strength left to touch the hem of Jesus? If you do, your faith is completely recognized by the One Who sees you connected to His Son. This kinship allows you jurisdiction to the Heavenly realm. You have been granted the authority to access and apply His restorative promises to yourself. When hope is slipping through your fingers… When despair is pulling you under… When wretchedness has torn down your safeguards… Ask the Holy Spirit to change your perspective. Wholly trust God. And let Him breathe life into your dry bones. He will work wonders for you!

-2- We become run down from the tugging and pulling of daily responsibilities and obligations that slide our way. Staying healthy and finding remedies to ailments is taxing. Meeting the needs of our household can be tedious. The concern over finances and the bleak outlook radiating from almost every broadcast outlet is trying. It’s not surprising that events over the last four years have worn away patience and magnanimity. The magnitude of the ungodliness threatens to tear our country asunder. Society is hot, harried, and haughty. We are stretched, strained, and steaming.

Ezekiel 37: Valley of The Dry Bones -1- Shortly after Felix was hospitalized, the Lord gave me a song: Rattle. It came to me while I was praying, making my Jericho rounds through our home. I played it at least once a day, every day until Felix came home. The song was more than just an anthem, a theme, an idea. It was a lifeline, a connection to my Creator, to Felix’s Creator. It’s easy to understand how one might gravitate towards the account in Ezekiel 37 with the Valley of Dry Bones, claiming the miraculous for the hopeless. It’s God’s power and it’s an earthshattering, supernatural moving of the Most High. He gave life set apart. It takes courage to grapple then apply His sovereignty over a desperate, unrecoverable situation. It occurred to me recently that I have never applied His divine power over those dry bones over my dry bones. I called out to Him and trusted He would breathe life into Felix. But, I have never asked Him to breathe life into my weary bones.

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