Five Minute Friday :: {{REACH}}

Like most 5 year olds, my grand-daughter loves to play ballerina…and princess…mady

And in her mind’s eye…when she puts on a tutu or a crown…that’s what she becomes…

I love to I sit and watch her…

Dancing…twirling…

Giggles of pure joy…

“Mom-mom, look at me!”…

Oblivious to life…

Reaching for nothing…

Reaching for everything…

And something in me is drawn to a verse in Matthew ~

“Come unto me, all you who are weak and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” ~ Jesus

“Come” – Requires action on our part…

“Rest” – Is what we will receive…

“REACHing” – Requires action on our part…

“Joy” – “Satisfaction” – is what we will receive…

And in a moment of weakness…

Or maybe it’s a moment of strength…

I join my Mady girl…

And dance…and twirl…

Giggling with pure joy…

Oblivious to life…

Reaching for nothing…

Reaching for Everything…

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Jesus…

And I find rest…

Sweet, Sweet, Rest…

And you can too…

REACH for Him my friend…

He is waiting…

And He will meet you…

Right where you are…

 

 

Living With Eyz2God,

Dianna

 

 

 

By Dianna

“I’m F.I.N.E”…..But Please {LISTEN}…

Ever ask someone how they are and their response is, “I’m fine”, but your gut told you otherwise? Or have you ever been asked how you are, and through clenched teeth answered, “I’m fine”, meaning, “I’m F.I.N.E.” or as Renee Swope puts it in her book A Confident Heart,“I’m Frazzled, Irritated, Neurotic, and Exhausted.”

Fine

Of course, each of us could fill in our own F.I.N.E. words to meet our individual circumstances, but I believe in the end they would all match up fairly well…

I believe in those times of teeth clenching F.I.N.E. moments we are all asking the same thing…

I believe we are all asking for someone to ask us “Really? Are you really fine?”…

And {LISTEN}…I mean…Really {LISTEN}…

For whatever reason we choose to hide behind our walls of insecurities, we are all looking for acceptance for who we are, in spite of what we may have done, or not done…

But speaking from the viewpoint of someone who lives with a chronic illness, chronic migraines, and chronic pain, I just want someone to step in and stay with me, through the tough times, and understand me, flaws and all…

I want someone to understand that who I am today isn’t who I always was…

do not judgeI wasn’t always Frazzled with Fibro Fog…

  • I usually had it all together, a multi-tasker, with a memory sharp as a whip

I wasn’t always Irritated and Impatient…

  • I had the patience of Job…

I wasn’t always Neurotic…

  • I was care-free and stress-free

I wasn’t always Exhausted…

  • I was like the Energizer Bunny…I could go for hours without stopping…

But then this thing called Fibromyalgia got a hold of me…chronic migraines took over my life…chronic fatigue took my feet out from under me…and all these mini monsters made me who I am today…Forgetful…Irrational…a Napper…and still Exhausted…

So I’m not “Fine” when people ask…

And sometimes, I would like someone to ask me, “Are you really fine?” and just {LISTEN}….

And still assure me that they will be there for my tomorrows…

So many times we put on such a good facade that people don’t even realize what we are going through…and I speak from experience…as I am a Master of Masquerade…

I have learned to hold people at bay…and hide what is really inside…

But I was reminded recently of what I am really doing…and this reminder came through my husband…without him even knowing…

He was working on a house that needed new flooring and he had to crawl under the house to fix it. While underneath, he brushed aside some dirt and found live termites, crawling up the I-Beam of the house. Now, from the outside, the house from all appearances, looked “fine”… and if he hadn’t brushed aside that dirt, those termites would have continued, unnoticed, to eat away at that beam, causing extensive damage to the foundation of the house. But once he found them, he called the landlord, who in turn called a termite exterminator who will treat the house initially, and return for follow-up treatments until they are all extinguished.

I realized that I have termites hidden deep in my heart…

And they are eating away at my soul…

Termites of self-doubt…and insecurities…and fears…

Hidden beneath the surface…causing extensive damage to the foundation…complete work

and I need Someone to treat my heart…

Until they are all extinguished…

and that Someone is Jesus…

The same Jesus who met Sam the Samaritan woman…Mary Magdelene…and the woman caught in adultery…

All with their doubts and insecurities…

All looking for acceptance and approval…

The same Jesus who {listened} and gently removed all of their self-inflicted pain and replaced it with His Pure Love…

The same Jesus who tells me…

{LISTEN}…

“I am come that you, Dianna, might have life, and that you might have it more abundantly.” John 10:10

So, maybe after the Master Exterminator is finished with extinguishing all that is hidden in my heart…

It is my hope and my prayer that I will soon be able to say, I am “fine” the next time I am asked, and truly say it with meaning.

 

Living With Eyz2God,

Dianna

By Dianna

Five Minute Friday {Change}

I am notFor Five Minute Friday  – Today’s word is {Change}…

And I think I need more than five minutes…

To express my thoughts on this word…

My hearts’ cry is {Change}…

How many times have I sung this chorus growing up?

“Change my heart oh God,

Make it ever true.

Change my heart oh God,

May I be like You.”

How many times have I whispered this prayer…

“You are the potter,

 I am the clay, 

Mold me and make me, 

This is what I pray.”

Only to take back the very same words I breathe to my Creator?

potterYou see, {Change} only comes when I lay down my will…and my wants…

And submit to God’s Will…and His wants…

It’s then, and only then, that my will…my wants…and yes, even my “needs”…

Fall in line with all that He has planned for me…

And true change begins…

It begins in my heart…

And moves to my head…

And soon, changes everything that is in me…

So the words I sing…

And the prayers I pray…

Become more than just words…

They become Truth…and Life…

Yes, {Change} me, Oh Lord…Change me from the Inside Out…

change me

Living With Eyz2God,

Dianna

By Dianna

Gather Me…Under Your Wings…

daddys home 3My son had just returned from Oman…having been away from his wife and 3 young children for 5 months…serving his country…

My daughter-in-law captured this moment when my grand-son woke up and came out of his room to find his daddy waiting for him…

Of all my family pics, I think this is one of my favorites…

The look of love…and relief…to once again be held in daddy’s strong arms…

And knowing my son, there are tears on his face as well…

Tears of love…and relief…to once again be holding his son in his arms…

At one time separated by thousands of miles…only to be reunited…to be gathered in a strong embrace…and held…

Protected…loved…(Re)-assured of his presence…

My grand-daughter woke up shortly after, and the hugs continued…(my youngest grand-son was only a few months old at the time my son left)…

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I am reminded of these beautiful verses from Scripture:

“He will shelter you with his wings; you will find safety under his wings. His faithfulness is like a shield or a protective wall.” ~ Psalm 91:4

“Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings.” ~ Psalm 63:7

And I am in awe…

That I, a sinner, am able to find safety under His wings…That He is my help…my shield…my protective wall…

Yet, I sing…

But I am also reminded of the grieving heart of Jesus…

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often would I have gathered your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing!” ~ Matthew 23:37

And I begin to wonder…

How often do I turn away God’s messengers…or turn from His help…His protective shield…

How often am I not willing to allow my Jesus, my Savior, my Lord…

To gather me under His wings….to love me…to (Re)-assure me of His Presence…

And I begin to weep…

Ashamed of my ungratefulness…my self-reliance…my unrepentant heart…

BUT GOD…my Abba Father…my Papa God…my Heavenly Daddy…

In His infinite mercy and love…so very gently…continues to gather me under His wings…

And I have to wonder if there are tears on His face…

under wings

Living with Eyz2God,

Dianna

By Dianna

A Setting For Two…Please…

table for 2

When I saw this picture, I thought, “What a beautiful table…and what a perfect place for a quiet time…and a chat with Jesus”…If only…

Begin…That Still Small Voice…

I am in the middle of trying to find that sweet spot…my table for two…and I have to admit, I am having a very hard time…

There is a lovely spot in my bedroom at the top of a spiral staircase my husband built for me when we built our house…only problem is, when I wake early in the morning, my hubby is still sleeping…and climbing the stairs at 5 am without waking him would definitely be a challenge…

sweet spot available but not conducive to the time…

and at night…he spends his quiet time there…

sweet spot no longer available…

So what about the rest of the day…

My quiet time is sporatic at best, hit or miss at worst…I usually grab my Bible, plop down on the sofa, turn to a passage, and read…Now don’t get me wrong, I love God, and I love His Word…It’s the disciplined, daily, purposed quiet time I struggle with…finding a specific time and place to meet with Him…always have…unfortunately…

At times, I have trouble gathering my thoughts and focusing for long periods of time…other times having a quiet time actually slips my mind…

Begin…That Still Small Voice…

So this week, I have scheduled into my phone calendar, a meeting with God, every day…as a reminder, my phone dings, and continues to ding until I turn off the reminder notification…

Now for my Table for Two…

I am working on that…even today…I cleared off my desk in the back room, placed a pretty lamp with soft lighting…but the rest of the room is a catch-all room…know what I mean? It’s not somewhere I look forward to going…it’s a bit cluttered with odds and ends that I need to sort through and get rid of, but just haven’t had the time or energy recently…

Okay…so my mission…should I accept it…and I do…word

Is to find a special spot to meet with God every day…a spot I look forward to going to…and make it comfortable…organized…able to meet the needs of my study time…and my quiet time…

and yes…definitely a setting with room for two…so I may invite Him to join me in my quiet time…to teach me…to prepare me…to convict me…to forgive me…to restore me…

Hmmm…challenging…convicting blogs today on #FMF…Today’s word Begin…Thanks sisters <3…Thanks God <3

Thank you Lord, that you love me enough to gently and lovingly convict and restore me through others…that you care enough about me that you want to meet with me every day…to show me great and glorious things… to prepare my heart for the day…and how it must sadden your heart when I fail to show…You never fail to show Lord, every day You come, and sit, and wait…forgive me, Lord, for putting other things before my time with You…Restore my soul O Lord…give me that passion for You so much so, that I arrive early for our appointed time together…and let me leave the table…satisfied and filled with You, O Lord…yet hungering for more…and changed, from the inside out…In the Mighty Name of Jesus I pray, Amen.

Living With Eyz2God,

Dianna

By Dianna

Be All (That) You Can Be…For Christ…

According to Wikipedia, Be All (That) You Can Be was the recruiting slogan of the United States Army for over twenty years, from 1980 to 2001…

“Be All (That) You Can Be generates a feeling of being able to push myself to all extremes and do it for a cause I can believe in…my country…my freedom…”

So how does that work for us…as believers…

When we have a “mission of mercy”…a “cause for Christ”…or a “God calling” on our life…

Do we push ourselves to all extremes…or do we do just enough to get by…

Do we truly believe in our calling…or are we biding our time til “something better” comes along…

Are we wholly committed followers..or just sideline fans…

Sisters, if you have been called to be a wife…a mother…then be all you can be…for right now, this is where God has placed you…

serveTime will pass and your children will leave your home…what memories will they take with them…

Time will pass and you will grow old with your husband…what memories will you take with you…

This is the time to plant seeds for a healthy harvest later…

Don’t let busyness…or impatience rob you of this very special and privileged calling… #CalledToBe

Then…when it is time…it will be time to pursue your dreams…

What is your passion? That one thing that keeps tugging at your heart…

Whether it is writing a book, starting a business, joining a ministry at church, or leading a women’s study…

Pray on it…then Go For It!

God’s perfect timing will bring it to pass…Just be patient sisters, remember God’s timing is never early, never late…dream

What you think are times of drought may very well be the years of training for only what God sees down the road of your life…

He brings it to pass when He knows you are ready…

In the meantime…

Prepare yourself…

Remain in His Word…

Be open to His leading…

will be doneRest in His Promises…

Be obedient to where He has placed you at this time…

Remember His Faithfulness…

Be teachable…and willing to follow Him…

As He leads…where He leads…

But don’t be surprised if the dreams you hid in your heart begin to take a back seat to the dreams God (re)places before you…

Proverbs 16:9 tells us, “In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.”

He has a way of doing that, you know…and oh, how well I know…

But that’s ok…

Because when we pray In His Willfollowing Jesus costs

His WillBecomes Our will

And Our will…Falls in line with His Will…

So no matter where we end up…it’s all good…because God is Good…

But realize this…

When you do fully commit to Him…

When you are all that you can be…He will interfere in your life…

“Moses couldn’t follow God without standing in front of Pharaoh. Noah couldn’t follow God without building an ark that would bring ridicule from his neighbors. Daniel couldn’t follow God by praying to him alone without being thrown into a lions’ den. Following Jesus isn’t something you can do at night where no one notices. It’s a twenty-four-hour-a-day commitment that will interfere with your life. That’s not the small print—that’s a guarantee.” ~ http://www.notafan.com

May this be the prayer of our hearts today…

Disturb us Lord

Living With Eyz2God,

Dianna

 

By Dianna

Finding My Identity in Christ…

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Expectations…

Not only from all around, but also from within…

As a mother…gonna raise that “perfect little family”…

  • FAIL…

As a daughter…gonna live up to my parents standards…

  • FAIL…

As a wife…gonna be Susie Homemaker and be that “perfect little woman”…

  • FAIL…

As a Godly woman…gonna live out my testimony for everyone to see…

  • FAIL…

Ever feel like no matter what your role is in life, you just can’t seem to succeed at it…or maybe you can’t even find your role…

You seem to just fail at those high expectations placed on you by society…by peers…by family…perhaps even by yourself…

We seem to think that we have to be “perfect” in order to come to God…to have this  life of one success after another to win His approval…and soon…we lose our sense of purpose…our sense of identity…failure victory

But He doesn’t expect perfection…doesn’t look for perfection…and doesn’t condemn non-perfection…

“Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.” Romans 8:1

I had to come to grips with this truth and fully understand all of this deep down in my heart, not just in my head, after my first marriage ended in divorce…

Since I can remember, all I ever wanted to be was a wife and a mom. Meeting my husband when I was 13 seemed God ordained, as everything went smoothly for 4 years as we dated…He was the “perfect Christian man”…

When I was 17, without exchanging words, we gradually drifted apart…I graduated from high school, planned for college, and was fine with moving on without him…I had learned to be content where I was in life…

A year later, he unexpectedly showed up, and wanted to be a part of my life again. After much prayer, I accepted this as God bringing him into my life again, and we rekindled our relationship where we left off…and married 5 months later…

Throughout the next 12 years my expectations of a happily ever after marriage were put to the test…my faith was tested repeatedly…my self-worth was torn apart…mirror2

My view of myself as a wife…as a mom…even as a “Godly” woman…became distorted, because I was looking at myself through the eyes of a man who was self-absorbed and addicted to the world and it’s views of marriage and women…

I was looking at myself through the eyes of society who told me “stay-at-home moms” didn’t have a place of importance in society…

And through the eyes of my parents, who loved me and stood by me no matter what,  but always held to a standard higher than what I thought I could reach – they didn’t believe in divorce…

When my marriage finally ended in divorce after months of abuse, affairs, alcohol & pornography addiction, and finally 6 months of non-productive counseling, I was even looking at myself through the eyes of a church who very legalistically told me “reconciliation” or nothing…”you need to love him just because”…

In Limitless Life, Pastor Derwin Gray writes,” Your identity must be built on something solid, immovable, and unchanging.”

But that’s NOT what I was doing…

I was seeing myself as a failure because my marriage had failed…

I was condemning myself not only for my failure, but also for being a failure…

Because I was looking at myself through the judging eyes of the world…And not through the Loving eyes of my Jesus…

And when I started to see myself as He saw me…As His Child…Forgiven…Washed and Cleansed in the Blood of the Lamb…

I could then accept my “failure” as one of many chapters in my life story…Understand that I am not defined by any one “failure”…

And recognize that God can take any circumstance and use it for my good and for His Glory…

“Limitless life begins the day we let the Limitless One love us. The power of His love is transformative. It is where we find our purpose.” ~ Pastor Derwin Gray, Limitless Life

And He has transformed me…

He has gently bound my wounds…and healed my scars…

He has renewed my spirit…and restored my self-worth and self-confidence…

“Our purpose is to simply let God love us, and as we gaze into His eyes, we are transformed into His beautiful image. A limitless life is a beautiful life that flows out of the Beautiful One.” ~ Derwin Gray, Limitless Life

I’m ready…are you?

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Living With Eyz2God,
Dianna

CeceWinans “Alabaster Box”  ~ A Song of Forgiveness

http://youtu.be/G5zIOcBiTGg

By Dianna
Aside

formedWhat defines who you are? Your career? Your job? Your achievements? Your degrees?

Or better yet…Who defines who you are? Your boss? Your spouse? Your family? Society?

So what happens when your career…job…achievements… degrees… fame… fortune…

Just aren’t enough…

When you lose your job…your spouse grows distant…your children leave home…society shifts their focus onto someone else…

What then?

Do you take those years of defining moments…savor the memories…move on…and make new ones…

Or do you replay those years of memories…get stuck in those defining moments…and find it hard to move on…

Good or bad, we all have labels, or soul-tatoos… Derwin Gray writes in Limitless Life, ” a label is a soul-tatoo, that is ingrained deep in our hearts, so much so that it determines how we see ourselves. And how we see ourselves determines how we live.”

Wow…did you get that? Read that again… slowly…Let those words sink in…

Labels…Soul-tatoos…ingrained in our hearts…determine how we see ourselves…determine how we live…

Since I am a visual learner that is stuck in my head right about now…

I can also imagine years of labels being stuck on top of each other, like those inspection stickers on our license plates stuck right over top of the previous one… year… after year… after year…heal2

Until they become hard and calloused…next to impossible to separate…and the labels at the bottom are hidden…forgotten…

Or are they?

Like physical tatoos, the removal and healing of soul-tatoos takes time and involves some level of pain…

But…If we allow our God…our Great Physician…our Healer…our Comforter…

To remove our tatoos layer by layer…And apply His soothing balm…to our wounded hearts…

When the process is complete…we are refined…we are (re)defined…

In John 4 we are told about a woman who goes to draw water at noon…

  • the heat of the day…not the most ideal time to go, but most likely it was a time when everyone else was inside their cool homes, and judging eyes would not be watching…“Most likely she was a victim, with a label that read “Damaged Goods” tattooed across her heart” ~ Derwin Gray, Limitless Life

We are also told that Jesus had to go through Samaria…and sat down by the well…

  • most Jews would have bypassed Samaria to avoid any contact with the people…and His timing? Let’s just say He was waiting for “Sammie” when she arrived…Before time began, Jesus had scheduled His appointment with Sammie and had seen her walking to Jacob’s Well” ~ Derwin Gray, Limitless Life

Jesus begins a conversation with her….focusing on something very simplistic…”Will you give me a drink?’…

  • simple and honest request…he was thirsty…it was hot…she had a jar in her hand…He met her where she was…

But she knew He was a Jew…and Jews did not associate with Samaritans…outcast

And she also knew her lifestyle…which most likely was why she was drawing water at noon…there was shame…she was an outcast…she was looking for someone to love and accept her…

Fast forward into their conversation, “you have had five husbands, and the man you now have is not your husband. What you have said is quite true.”

  • hmmm…this seems to have switched a bit…from Jesus’ request for a physical drink of water to “Sammie’s” physical and spiritual need for acceptance…more conversation…Gentle Jesus conversation…

Once “Sammie” “gets it”, she leaves her jar, goes back into town, shame forgotten, “Come, see a man who told me everything I ever did. Could this be the Messiah?”

  • and they followed her…and many believed because of her testimony…he stayed two more days…many more became believers…

What did Jesus say to her that made such a radical difference? We aren’t told the entire scale of the conversation, but just the fact that Jesus took the time to speak to her had to have meant something…

Through His gentle words there was no condemnation…and she finally found love…and grace…and acceptance…

She was (Re)Defined…at the well…

I wonder what happened to “Sammie” after her encounter with Jesus at the well…scars

I wonder if she continued to hide her scars…draw from the well in the heat of the day…

or

Did she wear them as proof that God heals…

and I have to ask myself the same question…

Will I continue to hide my scars…

Will I continue to seek acceptance and approval to cover up my fears and self-doubts…

or

Will I wear them as proof that God heals…

This OBS Study of Limitless Life by Derwin Gray couldn’t have come at a more perfect time…but of course, my Jesus knew that…

He had to go through Georgetown…

  • where I live…

and He sat down

  • waiting for me…

“Will you give me a drink?”…

  • a simple request…”will you spend time with me, Dianna?”…

conversation…gentle Jesus conversation

  • no condemnation, only acceptance…

Derwin Gray nails it with his comment…”God is not intimidated by our damaged-ness; as a matter of fact, He is attracted to broken, damaged lives. From all eternity, He’s looked forward to when His grace would encounter you. You are a trophy of Jesus’ grace.” ~ Limitless Life

Do you believe that? Do you see yourself as “damaged goods” or do you see yourself as a Trophy of Jesus” Grace?

I pray that you will begin to see yourself through the eyes of your Papa God, who loves you so much that before the foundation of the world, he saw you, my sister, He saw me…walking towards Him…with all our messiness and brokenness…and He waited…knowing that our time with Him would leave us changed…by His Grace…

Grace

Living With Eyz2God,
Dianna 

(Re)Defined at the Well…

By Dianna

Deceived Into Doubting…

 

only God knows

In his book “Messy Spirituality”, Michael Yaconelli relates a story about a young girl named Margaret who, at the age of 9 had her world turned upside down because of a conflict with her teacher. Having had several issues already, one day Margaret came in from recess late. Her teacher stood her in front of the class, and asked each of her classmates to come forward and write a sentence on the blackboard, telling Margaret how “bad” she was, in order to teach her a lesson.

One by one, they came forward…by the time they were finished, 25 sentences stared Margaret in the face…

“Margaret is bad…Margaret is fat…Margaret is ugly…Margaret is stupid”…and on and on…

There is an old sing-song we used to sing years ago, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me”….

Really?…

Over time…young 9-year old Margaret grew up and became a 40 year old woman, depressed and full of self-doubt…

She had allowed the labels from her childhood define who she was…

and she carried that hurt through to her adulthood…shadows3

The Voice of Doubt…

Whispers in our ears…in our hearts…

Soon we begin to believe that we aren’t good enough… we aren’t worthy enough…we aren’t smart enough…

Over time…our self-worth begins to slowly ebb away…

We allow ourselves to be defined by labels…labels stuck on us and layered upon us throughout our lives…

And we become deceived into doubting…

I remember when I was in 4th grade and I raised my hand to ask a question about something the teacher was reviewing…wk2look back

Her answer? “Now, That’s a stupid question!”…

For the next 8 years of school and into my adulthood I would spend hours of research instead of asking questions in class…

I would keep quiet in class, thinking my questions and/or answers were either wrong or stupid…

Labels…Lies…

I would not offer an opinion when it came to discussing politics, religion, social media, or today’s news, thinking I didn’t know enough…

Labels…Lies…

Multiply that with an (ex) husband who always put me down in private as well as in front of other people in order to make himself look better…

Labels…Lies…

And you get an insecure woman who questions her worth…

Doubts she is good enough to be of use to anyone…

And at times, even questions her purpose for existing…

baggageWasn’t Jesus deceived by satan in the desert? Wasn’t He labeled? Wasn’t He lied to?

But knowing God’s Word…

Brings us into a closer relationship with Him…

Hiding God’s Word in our Hearts…

Gives us the ammunition we need when we face times of self-doubt and despair…

Speaking God’s Word…

Reassures us of His Promises…Refutes the enemy…

It isn’t always easy to recognize the enemy when he comes along with his subtle whispers of deceit…

But it is knowing and believing who we are in Christ that will get us through…

Remember Margaret? When she was an adult she sought counseling for over 2 years to deal with the many voices telling her “she wasn’t good enough”…

At the end of her sessions, her counselor asked her to recall that horrible day in school, and visualize each student as they walked forward to write on the blackboard…

With tears streaming down her face she did just that, and ended, sobbing in her hands…

But the counselor interrupted her saying, “You missed someone. See? That man? Jesus is coming forward, down the aisle, past the students, and the teacher. He is picking up the chalk, and the eraser. Now He is erasing every sentence your classmates wrote and replacing them with His own…New labels…

“Margaret is Loved…Margaret is Smart…Margaret is Beautiful…Margaret is Compassionate…and on and on…”

Derwin Gray reminds us in Limitless Life, “Because of your union life with Jesus, God the Father loves you with the same intensity and passion that He loves Jesus. You are what God the Father sees! You are not what you used to be! Who are you? Your name is Loved.”

So what matters isn’t how others see us…or don’t see us…

What matters is how God sees us…

Loved…Cherished…Redeemed…Justified…A Precious Jewel…Sanctified…Adopted Into God’s Family…Smart… Wise… Beautiful…His Daughter…Accepted…Secure…Significant…Chosen…Citizen of Heaven…God’s Workmanship…God’s Temple… Bought with the Blood of Jesus…A Friend of Jesus…His Disciple… Ambassador of Christ…Free from Condemnation… Born of God…Hidden in Christ…A Child of The King of Kings…I am of Great Worth…I am His…

That’s what makes me who I am…

 

Living With Eyz2God,

Dianna 

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By Dianna

(Re)Define Me…

swingWhat defines who you are? Your career? Your job? Your achievements? Your degrees?

Or better yet…Who defines who you are? Your boss? Your spouse? Your family? Society?

So what happens when your career…job…achievements… degrees… fame… fortune…

Just aren’t enough…

When you lose your job…your spouse grows distant…your children leave home…society shifts their focus onto someone else…

What then?

Do you take those years of defining moments…savor the memories…move on…and make new ones…

Or do you replay those years of memories…get stuck in those defining moments…and find it hard to move on…

Good or bad, we all have labels, or soul-tatoos… Derwin Gray writes in Limitless Life, ” a label is a soul-tatoo, that is ingrained deep in our hearts, so much so that it determines how we see ourselves. And how we see ourselves determines how we live.”

Wow…did you get that? Read that again… slowly…Let those words sink in…

Labels…Soul-tatoos…ingrained in our hearts…determine how we see ourselves…determine how we live…

Since I am a visual learner that is stuck in my head right about now…

I can also imagine years of labels being stuck on top of each other, like those inspection stickers on our license plates stuck right over top of the previous one… year… after year… after year…heal2

Until they become hard and calloused…next to impossible to separate…and the labels at the bottom are hidden…forgotten…

Or are they?

Like physical tatoos, the removal and healing of soul-tatoos takes time and involves some level of pain…

But…If we allow our God…our Great Physician…our Healer…our Comforter…

To remove our tatoos layer by layer…And apply His soothing balm…to our wounded hearts…

When the process is complete…we are refined…we are (re)defined…

We all pick up labels that define us. But most aren’t true and put false limits on our lives. Thankfully, Jesus came to remove these labels and allow us to see ourselves as God does. In this transformational message, Pastor Derwin Gray reveals the amazing freedom we can find in Christ and the new labels he offers: Grace-covered. Courageous. Free. Purposeful. Faithful.” ~ Cover Review of Limitless Life

Proverbs 31 Ministries is ready to begin the next Online Bible Study (OBS). Limitless Life – You Are More Than Your Past When God Holds Your Future – by Derwin L. Gray will begin May 25th and end June 28th.

For more info or to sign up, please visit the following web site: http://proverbs31.org/online-bible-studies/

We would love to have you join us! You will be blessed! That is a promise!

Living With Eyz2God,
Dianna

 

By Dianna