Beloved, I invite your spirit forward.
Spirit, listen to the Word of G-d for you for today:
And they took in their hands some of the fruit of the land and brought it down to us, and brought us word again and said, “It is a good land that the L-RD our G-d is giving us.”
Deuteronomy 1:25
A good land, given us….
Spirit, you were made for good land. You were not made for sin or made as a foul, reprobate, worm, bastard sinner.
You were made for the good land and the good land was made to be given you. G-d does not make us and never designed us for the place of suffering that is the lake of fire.
The lake of fire, rather, was prepared for the devil and his messengers.
Spirit, you, On the other hand, or made for a land that is FLOWING with milk and honey. A land in a place of abundance and provision.
Spirit, I resist utterly the idea that we are supposed to castigate ourselves for the entire tea of our lives. no no no no no no no. We were made for birthright and for destiny and for love and for purpose and for peace and for joy and for kindness and for goodness by an eminently faithful King.
You are to be reconciled to this Gift-Giver who affectionately thinks of you, toward you, and is for you.
So, spirit, I so deeply bless you with the revealing that the Father is the Giver. He is neither a taker of gifts or a stripper of callings. Those gifts and those callings are irrevocable. You were made to walk in them, and for them not to be stripped and given and stripped and given.
I bless you with love.
I bless you to know and be reconciled, for that is the MAIN REASON why Christ Jesus died. Not for mere fire insurance, but for deep reconciliation.
So we could experience the transition from summer to autumn and the beauty and the color change of the leaves, and his abundant provision in 1000 different facets.
I bless you with maple sap from sugar maples.
And long, powerful, spotted giraffe necks.
And the nasal, tooting “Kent”call of the Ivory-Billed Woodpecker.
And the plush feel of St. Augustine grass.
And the aroma of coconuts.
And the scent of orange blossoms.
And the zest of Lemons.
And the laughter of babies.
And the wood of dogs.
And the fullness of your birthright.
All of which was given by a good, good Father.
Who creates and creates in abundance, just so she could “lead captivity captive and give gifts to men”.
Ladies that includes you as well. Spirit, that’s for the masculine as well as the feminine. For if I can be called the bride of Christ, then you can be called the son of God. Congratulations, life is uncomfortable for everyone. 🙂
Spirit, I bless you to know the generosity of a Father who yearns for deep reconciliation with you, even as bad as you might think you are. For he still made you and called you good.
I bless you to be reconciled with the reality that you are worth giving a good gift. And you are worth Jesus dying so that you could have a good gift. And not just one good gift: many besides.
I bless you deeply with that revelation in tenderness, kindness, compassion, and love.
Be blessed with the steadfast love of that revelation.
I bless you in the name of Yeshua.
Amein.
“Spirit, I resist utterly the idea that we are supposed to castigate ourselves for the entire tea of our lives.”
Typo or no typo, I’ll piggyback on this play on words. The entire tea we’ve been drinking and swimming in is often the problem – whether worm tea, compost tea, bog tea, herbal or floral tea, etc., and the mindsets it produced. And even once we’ve been removed from that atmosphere or environment, it may seem more strange to be apart from it than the absence of it to be normal. But whatever our tea is, we’re made for so much more than that.
For instance, the tea of constant pressure and all work no play produces the mindset of striving. Putting ourselves down for falling back on old habits and striving as we were taught to do to survive doesn’t help…. But we do need grace, correction, and support as we adjust to new living water where striving has no place.