Carrying His Peace (Guess Blogger)

I would like to introduce to all you my fellow blogger Rebecca:

I’m a writer, Christian, I love music and art. I am hoping to encourage others, to inspire them to follow their dreams and trust Jesus. I am always working on improving my blog, keeping with the theme of teaching women to rest and be the beloved, and to depend on the mercy and grace of our Lord. It’s all for His glory. Thank you reading or following, blessings. https://www.pinterest.com/beckyspage1916/

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Isn’t it nice to get rid of baggage and exchange it for His peace? It’s not fair is it but the Lord took it for me. I was so desperate for Jesus to heal me, to help me. I never knew what His peace really was. It is a gift, a precious gift. One of many the Lord blesses a believer with. I had been a believer a long time and still had no peace. I don’t think it was because I chose to be disobedient, it was more of a constant oppression and the many rejections I had faced.
Of course, I knew the Word, I knew how it applied to me. I was convinced I was doing something wrong, when, in truth, the enemy was walking off with a lot of blessings, not because I didn’t hold tight to them, or believe Jesus, but because I never knew what was against me.
I knew the Word said that if God was for me then who in the world was  going to stand in His way. Yet, there is that enemy back, sneaking in there with thoughts of unworthiness. The self deprecating sense of humor I used to laugh off the wisecracks made about me, wasn’t making me laugh it off. It was killing me.
Jesus did not see me the way others did. His thoughts are so much higher. I suppose that made me have high expectations of others, and when I did not fully understand grace, I would have held them to a higher account. I still will, but I have to remember that His mercies are new every morning. He never changes but we have to in order to be like Him.
But whether or not we receive it or recognize it, His peace is there. We carry it in us because the Holy Spirit is there, and if you have experienced being baptized in the Holy Spirit, it should be and even more and ever present peace.
It is like the joy Jesus gave us and said that no man takes it from you. It is true. No one can take Jesus from us. He will always be there, it is the enemy, the accuser, the devil, who attempts to derail God’s perfect plan for our lives.
We don’t have to let him if we recognize what he is. Fear, worry, torment, chaos and confusion. The troublemaker, the obnoxious, belligerent and angry one who keeps annoying us in hopes of us losing our joy and His peace.
I know I didn’t always recognize it but I do now. I’m standing firm in Jesus and I will not be shaken, He is my hiding place, my rock and fortress, my sun and my shield, my everlasting love, my eternal life.
Yes, Jesus is all that and so much more. I suppose I can write a blog for eternity if I have to and never sing His praises enough. Never let the wicked one tell you that as a believer in Christ, you are anything less that what He created you to be.
You are worthy, beloved, wonderfully made, God is our Father, He gave His Son freely for us so why would He not lavish love upon us. Stop carrying a cross and understand He was speaking to the disciples before the crucifixion, we are partakers of the resurrected Christ, God will know we are seated in heavenly places and be pleased with us not because of us but because of Jesus.
We can partake of His body and blood through Holy Communion. He carried a cross we could not bear. So we could carry His eternal life, His everlasting love, His joy. And most of all our hearts do not ever have to trouble us, because we carry His peace. Rebecca Jones

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God Understands Our Pain

Psalm 34.pngThe righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles. The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. The righteous person may have many troubles; but the Lord delivers him from them all.

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As I begin to write this blog post it is a difficult one to write and hopefully not too many tears will fall from my eyes. The last few days of 2017 has been a difficult one filled with many emotions that I thought I had bury deep within my soul, and hoping that they all would stay buried but guess what they did not. I received a telephone call from one of my sister and when I picked up my phone I was told too listen what she needed to say. At first I thought it was about her since her health has not been the best, however that was not the news I would received (yes I was happy it wasn’t her) She went on to tell me that she received a call to tell her that our father had died and that he was living in the state of Utah, and his wishes was to be cremated and all of his children had to agree with his wishes. I was dumb founded because my dad had walked out on his family many years ago and none of his children knew why. Our mother died while we all were growing up from cancer and her and our dad were bless with seven children. I can truly say that our mom was the glue of our family and that the family fell apart after her death. I am sure that their were many secrets that our mom kept from us children to protect us. My dad did remarried a year after mom died and had another child, as well as other children from affairs, however we never had enough time to mourn for our mom, since he was engage four months after our mom died. This is how and why I began to write, it was a way for me to cope with my feelings and a way to reach out to God in trying to understand everything. My father had hurt his children in ways that a father shouldn’t of, and I would rather not share them here. However, I was bless to be able to be apart of my best girlfriend’s family as another daughter for them after my father informed me he wish I was never born, I look like my mother, and I was not wanted. I have been searching for years especially God’s word for being accepted for who I am regardless of my past sins, present or even my future sins. The one thing I was always grateful was that my parents raised me and my sibling in a Christian church and I knew God loved ME. Their are many scriptures to remind me and you that no matter what you have gone through in your life, we have a Heavenly Father that loves us for who we are, and his love is unconditional. Praise His Name he does. This is one of the many reasons that I have always been involved in a church and why I am in journey with Christ to become a pastor. You see their are so many people that are broken inside and they just like me need to reminded and reassured how much they are loved by our Creator. And that Jesus Christ can restore our brokenness and change us from the inside out.  Below are some of the scriptures that have help me thru the difficult times and hopefully they will and can help you.

See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands.          Isaiah 49:16

Through the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed, says the Lord, who has compassion on you.                                      Isaiah 54:10

The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth. Psalm 145:18

Nothing can separate you or me from God’s love. When we trust him as our Savior, he united us with him in eternal matrimony. Many things threaten to rip apart this holy bound-principalities and powers, controlling people, different circumstances-but nothing can succeed not even death. As I read once again in the New Testament in the book of Romans 8:38-39 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height or depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.  I truly believe these words that the Apostle Paul wrote and which was inspire by God because he has never and will never break a promise to any of his children.

Grace and Peace to You My Friends