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Stop Trying To Figure It All Out

3/26/2012

Proverbs 3:5
“Lean on, trust in, and be confident in the Lord with all your heart and mind and do not rely on your own insight or understanding.”

In other words, what this verse is suggesting is do not rely only on reasoning. Reasoning opens the door for deception and brings much confusion.

I believe that the people (like myself) who try to figure everything out, only end up being more confused. I have found this to be absolutely true! Reasoning and confusion go together.

You and I can ponder a thing in our heart, we can hold it before the Lord and see if He desires to give us understanding, but the minute we start feeling confused, we have gone too far. We can reason and figure something out to make sense to us. But what we have reasoned to be correct… may still be incorrect. The human mind likes logic and order and reason. It likes to deal with what it understands. Therefore, we have a tendency to put things into neat little bins in the compartments of our mind, while thinking… “This must be the way it is because it fits so nicely here.” We can find something our minds are comfortable with and still be totally wrong!

God gives us understanding on many issues, but we do not have to understand everything to walk with the Lord and be in obedience to His will. There are times when God leaves huge question marks as tools in our lives to stretch our faith. Unanswered questions crucify our flesh. It is difficult for humans to give up reasoning and simply trust God, but once the process is accomplished, the mind enters into a place of rest.

I don’t know about you, but I want God to reveal things to me in such a way that I KNOW in my spirit that what has been revealed to my mind is correct. I don’t want to reason, to figure and to be logical, rotating my mind around and around an issue until I am worn out and confused. I want to experience the peace of mind and heart that comes from trusting in God, not in my own human insight and understanding.

Write from my heart,
Holly

Rejoice! We're Going Home!

3/19/2012

Colossians 3: 2
Let heaven fill your thoughts. Do not think only about things down here on earth.

John 14:2-3
Jesus said; “There are many rooms in my Father’s home, and I am going to prepare a place for you. If this were not so, I would tell you plainly. When everything is ready, I will come and get you, so that you will always be with Me where I am.”

Take a moment and imagine what it must be like for a little babe all tucked away in his mother’s warm and cozy incubator? It’s little fingers find its way to his mouth and he keeps himself comforted by sucking on his premature, wrinkled thumb. God majestically weaves him together in his mother’s womb and takes care of him like The Creator would take care of His lonely sparrow. The baby with his finite brain, can not perceive that this is not his permanent home. He has no idea that in a matter of time he will be taken from one world into the next. If the infant could talk, he would state to whoever is listening that he does not want to be “transferred” from what he calls home…. But it is not his home and we all know that. When it comes time to the day of birth, family and loved ones stand around and cheer the baby on. We are so excited to welcome him home and we all know (except the baby) that this is where he belongs… Or does he belong here?

I believe this miraculous event of birth is the closest thing God has given to us, so we can relate to our transition from earth into heaven. We all get comfortable here and we can easily forget that this place is not permanent, it is not our home. We think this place on the globe is as good as it will get, just like the baby in his mother's stomach. If we could hear the “angels in the outfield” talking they would be cheering us to come on home, to heaven (with Jesus) where we belong. I believe we have our welcoming committee in heaven just like a baby has, in the hospital. That tradition must be important to God, even baby Jesus had his team of cheerleaders in the stables! Do you think we will cry when we reach our final destination, like a baby cries in the doctor's arms? I think we will, but these tears will be tears of joy! We finally made it home!

2 Timothy 4:7
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day- and not only to me, but also to ALL who have longed for His appearing!

Write from my heart,
Holly

"The Lord wants to bless you with a son."

3/16/2012

Luke 1: 44-45
“As soon as the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy. Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished!”

As a Believer in Christ who continually seeks a personal relationship with The One and Only, I find it hard to spiritually grow without experiencing a direct word from My Partner. In the Greek, this is called a Rhema, which refers to a word that is spoken and means an utterance. A Rhema is a verse of Scripture that the Holy Spirit brings to our attention with application to a current situation or need for direction. The Holy Spirit illuminates particular Scriptures for application that are confirmed in our daily walk with the Lord.

When you encounter a Rhema, I promise that you will never forget it. This in an experience that is so profound, it will leave you speechless. In the eleven years that I have been walking with the Lord, I have been blessed with a handful of these precious moments. These specific Words have come to me in different forms, some through scripture and some through the body of Christ. I have even received direct Words from the very people I might have judged and known to be unsaved. It is just like our God to use the very thing I believe He couldn’t use (or more like wouldn’t…Ha! Boy does He like to prove me wrong in my foolishness).

Ever since I met my husband he has shared with me his deepest desire of having children. Entering into a relationship with me as a single mother was something he did with ease. He has always treated Lexi as his own and to that I am grateful. As for me on the other hand, it has been a difficult journey for the transformation of my heart and to accept even the idea of having more children. My first pregnancy was emotionally draining and took every bit of strength I had. To get pregnant again meant that there was a personal fear that I would have to look straight in the eye and hit full force. This would take a lot of trusting in God. Coupled with my own fears, Jason and I were also healing from a devastating season of the enemy’s attack. Our marriage was severely tested and came out of the refiner’s fire as pure gold. That was a very difficult time of learning and growing for both of us and our trust had to be regained. Neither one of us regret that season, we have only learned to embrace it as a necessary part of our journey as individuals and as a married couple.

The enemy would continuously remind me of my fears and unwillingness to give Jason a child. For several years Jason would quietly pray on behalf of our unborn child and ask God to change my heart. He put his hope in the Lord and trusted in Him for this very specific request.

The Lord began to slowly soften my heart and calm my fears; I could tell He was preparing my heart to receive this child. Although I was doing what I could to prevent the pregnancy.

I remember in September of 2007 God started to turn the heat up a little, I could feel the convictions getting stronger and the small voice of God speaking to my heart that “it was time.” He assured me not to listen to the enemy's lies and that the Lord would “restore the years that the Locusts stole” from me during my first pregnancy. I was still not ready to listen and excused my convictions with some ridiculous rationalizations (sound familiar?) The Lord gave me scriptures to encourage me and I ignored them to the best of my ability. Although, there was something that stood out to me in the scriptures He would give to me… That this baby would be a boy.

In January of 2008, the Lord spoke for the final time! I was coming home from my annual convention in Vegas… tired, worn out, and with great anticipation to sleep. While the flight attendants eagerly walked the aisles manning their stations for anything or for anyone to correct, I tried to doze off praying that no one will disturb me to come sit in my row.

“Excuse me Mr., but you are in my seat,” I heard from across the aisle.

“No!!! I changed my seat with the front desk,” answered an aggravated gentleman.

After much back and forth discussion and assistance from the aggressive flight attendant, people began to change seats. I tried to keep my eyes shut and head down but somehow in all this commotion, I was asked to move to another seat. I didn’t argue, I just politely gathered my stuff and headed for a place to sleep because after all, that was the ONLY thing on my mind….. (but God had a different plan).

I regained my comfort and settled into my small, stiff, not first class airplane seat. The pilot announced to the attendants to prepare for departure, and this woman sitting next to me had the desire to strike up a conversation. After much resistance, I gave into the conversation and within half an hour I received a Rhema from the Lord.

I remember this woman was carrying a bible on her lap for all to see, I wanted to know where she stood in her faith so we began to talk about Jesus. By this time, we were high in the sky and laughing about how much we adored Him. We were kindred spirits and shared much in common with our relationship to our Papa. I had forgotten about my deeply desired sleep, because there was a presence of the Lord sitting upon our shoulders and we both could touch it. Who would choose sleep over being engulfed in His presence?

Thirty minutes into our conversation, the Lord decided to speak directly to my heart and put to rest any previous hesitations I had in regards to bringing life into this world.

I will never forget this Sister in Christ stopped our conversation, looked directly into my eyes with great compassion and said unto me…

“Holly, the Lord wants to bless you with a son and you are preventing Him.”

My mouth fell to the ground and I could not believe my ears. What did she just say? How did she know I was trying to prevent a pregnancy? Where did that come from? How did she know about the past several months the Lord has been dealing with my heart on this very subject and disobedience? Or that the Lord told me it would be a son He would bless me with?

I knew at that very moment it was not from her but I had received a direct Word from the Lord. I remember it was hard for me to think of anything else after she spoke that over me. I wrestled with the Truth and came to an agreement with the Lord. He had won; I was going to put my trust in Him.

Now I want to point something out to you, in case you missed it. Don’t overlook the word, son! She said He wants to bless me with a son. Do you remember me telling you (earlier in this blog) that over a period of several years the scriptures He would give to me in our quiet time, would always refer to this child being a son?

Well, the Lord did exactly what he had promised and He blessed us with a son on July 8th, 2009. Noah Alexander Wright was given to us so that we may train him up in the way of the Lord!

Luke 1: 44-45
“As soon as the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy. Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished!”

Right from my heart,
Holly

Stop Trying To Figure It All Out

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"The Lord wants to bless you with a son."

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