He Told Our Stories

This morning as I lay in bed willing myself to get up to start the day, I thought of the simplicity of inhaling a breath and exhaling. Often most of us do not even notice our breathing – inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. For those of us who do not suffer from lung diseases or a terminal disease, we take our breathing for granted.

A day in the life

My most important battles are not in the air I inhale and exhale, but they are still within me – my mind, my will, and my emotions. Whatever our individual stories of illness, abuse, neglect, loneliness, deceit, addiction, Jesus has told each one of our stories in the Bible. Our reactions to our stories, our sins are etched and gouged into the body of Christ who hung upon a tree so we may have the breath of eternal life.

Jesus told my story.

God knew me before my beginning. He knows my past. He understands my present. He has planned my future. He waits for me to cast my worries on Him because He cares for me.

“…all of you must serve each other with humility, because God opposes the arrogant but favors the humble. Be humbled by God’s power so that when the right time comes, he will honor you. Turn all your anxiety over to God because he cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:5-7 GW

Now as I draw my breath in, I will think of drawing closer to God. And when I let go of my breath, I will think of the Holy Spirit taking my hand to walk with me through this day – to protect me, to comfort me, to love me, to guide me.

I pray to not take for granted the simplicity of my breathing.

When I recognize my breathing and stay committed to the power of the Holy Spirit, I pray. And I pray that God can use me in meaningful ways to exhibit the life of Jesus Christa and allow the Holy Spirit to guide my conduct, my conversations and my ability to listen. I pray for the courage and compassion to share my faith in Jesus Christ; and for those I meet this day and beyond if so blessed to receive God’s truth and I will trust the Holy Spirit to do the rest.

“If you faithfully obey the commands that I’m giving you today, love the LORD your God, and serve him with all your heart and with all your soul.” Deuteronomy 11:13

I can only be the best I can be when I spend time alone with God in prayer, reading His Word and sharing my faith in Him with others.

When I share Jesus’ story,

I will ask myself when I share my faith story with others,

“Are my feet walking in wet cement for all to admire when all turns to concrete?”

My service is not for my name to be etched on any building or written in anyone’s walk of faith. My feet are left in wet sand holding others up to walk on dry land and to build upon the solid foundation of Jesus Christ. My name will fade with the tide, but His name is the glory for all eternity.

“This is what the Almighty LORD says:
I am going to lay a rock in Zion,
a rock that has been tested,
a precious cornerstone,
a solid foundation.
Whoever believes in him will not worry.Isaiah 28:16 GW

“In spite of all that, God’s people have a solid foundation. These words are engraved on it: “The Lord knows those who belong to him,” and “Whoever worships the Lord must give up doing wrong.” 2 Timothy 2:19 GW

Praying the Scripture

My experiencing Jesus’ love in my story motivates me not for my own legacy, but to enable me to care for others so they may experience that same love and eternal breath.

“Glory belongs to God whose power is at work within (me). By this power he can do infinitely more than (I) can ask or imagine. Glory belongs to God in the church and in Christ Jesus for time and eternity. Amen” Ephesians 3:20-21 GW

“You received Christ Jesus the Lord, so continue to live as Christ’s people. Sink your roots in him and build on him. Be strengthened by the faith that you were taught, and overflow with thanksgiving.” Colossians 2:6-7 GW

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My Prayer

Dear Good and Gracious Lord, from whom all perfect blessings flow. Thank you, Lord for each breath I take that draws me closer to You. May each breath I exhale exclaim Your goodness. Thank you, Lord, for telling my story throughout Your Word so that I may see my circumstances and my sin so I may direct path and build my foundation with Christ as the cornerstone of my life.

I confess that I think too little about the air I draw in, for You make it possible. I confess I think too little of the fact that I deserve nothing for all the many blessings and people you have placed in my life to serve me without giving a thought about You, them, and of my own service.

I pray Lord that I not only think of my ingratitude on holidays but every single time I draw a breath. I pray you open my eyes to Your goodness, fill my heart with thankfulness, and motivate me to respond with appreciation with every breath I take and to serve others in the love You have shown me.

I thank You; through Christ, our Lord, Your best gift to me. Amen

My Spiritual Journey

The Prayer Journal’s blog is my personal spiritual journey in conjunction with writing my spiritual memoir.

Please reach out to The Prayer Journals if I can answer any questions about keeping a prayer journal of your own. A prayer journal is an intimate communication between you and God. You don’t have to be an articulate writer. Use your gifts to communicate with God by perhaps with your talent as an illustrator, a painter, a poet, a lyricist or creator of scrapbooks. God enjoys hearing from you. I know you will be blessed! I know I am!

I enjoy hearing from you too! I’m praying for you.

Blessings on your day,

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Sheri

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The Worthless Prayer

In my last post, I wrote about our place of hurt. Our place of hurt is as individual as each of us. Its’ origins are varied as well.

It is easy to get stuck in the sinking sand of despair when any slight can take us back dwelling in our place of hurt. I remember a time in the summer of 2016 when I was utterly stuck in my place of hurt. Since the summer of 2009 after losing my career and executive title, I struggled to find a new career, even while establishing a contract landed a position finally that would put me back into the career that helped my family attain a comfortable lifestyle. A former colleague had referred me to a company I was very familiar with, the interview went well and the person who interviewed me said she was passing me onto the next step in the hiring process. In less than 24 hours later, I received a standard rejection notice by email.

Like a punch in the gut, all the air went out of my body. I was in total shock.

“I don’t understand, God!” I wailed internally. “I don’t know what else you want from me. I don’t know what else to do!”

The only way I can describe the despair was I felt hollow. I had nothing left to give.

Worthless

In that moment, my sense of unworthiness was at its’ peak. I told my husband, I don’t know what else I can do. After literally submitting hundreds of online resumes’, interviews that always held out promise, I was beyond being despondent.

I could not even begin to pray. I literally just didn’t have any words. I would look at the blank page in my prayer journal in the darkness of my despair and close the cover. Then I turned to reading God’s Word and I opened my prayer journal once again. Although I did not have the words, God certainly did. I began to re-write my favorite bible verses in my prayer journal and other verses I had learned through my daily devotional readings. Inspirational quotes from some of my favorite authors began to flash on my social media feeds that described their countless rejections. God was talking to me.

I prayed on God’s promises.

Shortly thereafter, I had an interview within an industry similar of my contracting business, but it would mean learning and starting something new all over again. I told my husband that if I didn’t get this job, I was done interviewing. I was giving up.

I simply prayed, “Dear Lord, help me to accept and trust in my future. Amen”

I was still in my car 30 minutes after finishing the interview when I received a telephone call from the human resources recruiter telling me I had the job if I wanted it. I gratefully accept the job.

The Worthless Prayer

Guess what? Within two years my position was eliminated along with almost 600 of my co-workers. The company had decided to exit the industry.

Was my prayer worthless?

You may have seen the same memes or inspirational devotions that I have that read, “God always answers prayers. His answer may be “yes,” “no” or “not yet.”

I do NOT believe that sentiment for one split second. I have since come to believe that God always says, “YES!”

God says, “Yes, I hear you.”

God says, “Yes, I love you.”

God says, “Yes, you ARE worthy.”

God says, “I did not sacrifice my son, Jesus Christ to say “no” or “maybe.” He died for you! If you only accept and trust your future to me.”

When I was re-writing God’s promises in my prayer journal, they were becoming etched into my heart. I knew God would provide me another employment opportunity.

Our Place of Hurt

When my colleagues and I were all standing in that conference room listening to the president of the company tell us about the decision to exit the industry, how the dissolution of the company would play out, and how long we would have our jobs I looked around the room and saw all those places of hurt in my colleagues’ faces. I had been in their shoes in the summer of 2009 and I prayed I would not put those shoes back on and walk in my own place of hurt again.

My place of hurt originated when I was a child and I have often visited that place of hurt. It’s difficult not to go to that place of unworthiness, but the more I trust God with my future, I don’t stay long in my place of hurt for very long and the visits become further and further apart. I pray my way out of it even when I don’t have the words.

I am worthy. God even gave me the words to pray – HIS words. His promises.

Within two weeks I would again begin a new another new career in a different industry. I didn’t even stay to collect my severance package.

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From the prayer journal

Dear Lord, teach me to trust the Spirit You have breathed into me. Give me grace to believe Your Word, which I am made me Your child. Help me to understand that I am worthy because I belong to You. Enable me to live without despair and accept again the new life of my Lord, Jesus Christ. Lead me in joy by teaching me to no longer build walls of fear that protect myself from coming to You in prayer even when my words will not come out.

Father, help me to live in that joy where others can see You in my faith and service to You wherever and in whatever capacity you place me.

I love You. In Jesus Christ’s name I pray, Amen

May I pray for you?

We all have our place of hurt. Wherever and whenever your place of hurt originated or if you visiting that place of hurt right now, just remember you are worthy.

The Prayer Journal’s blog is my personal spiritual journey in conjunction with writing my spiritual memoir.

Please reach out to The Prayer Journals if I can answer any questions about keeping a prayer journal of your own. A prayer journal is an intimate communication between you and God. You don’t have to be an articulate writer. Use your gifts to communicate with God by perhaps with your talent as an illustrator, a painter, a poet, a lyricist or creator of scrapbooks. God enjoys hearing from you. I know you will be blessed! I know I am!
I enjoy hearing from you too! I’m praying for you.

Blessings on your day,

Sheri

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