Thanks for joining us for Monday’s Message with Trench Classes United and Abigail. I’m thinking this is a sweet announcement! 😊
New mom, you are brave
New mom, you are strong
New mom, you are fearless
New mom, you are saved
Holding yourself to a standard of grace,
Not perfection; that’s the lesson
Step one in making it through every new day
and for you I pray
That you see the Light beaming
God smiling, His eyes creasing
Because I am the source
Of life, love, and freedom
For My beloved children to run and play
New mom, you may feel mundane
This can lead you to guilt and shame
But I promise you are here to fulfill His most precious role
I see you trying so hard with ever fiber in your soul
You may fill unfit
Most days ill equipped
But to that little girl you are a princess
and to your new baby boy a superhero, a mighty fortress
Take a breath
In knowing that you are doing your very best
More than good, more than fine
He sees you, new mom
and oh, how you shine
My chosen, I open the eyes of the blind and I fully restore those bent over with shame. I love those who love and honor Me. By My Spirit I draw you to Myself where I desire to save you, mind, body, soul and spirit. I desire you to be whole in every area of your life. As you come and spend time with Me, I will show you things. Let's clear away the rubble of the past, that you may move into what I desire for you. If you are always looking back, you will miss what I placed before you.
Some have made their past their god by constantly worshiping it. Let Me heal and deliver you so you can move forward with all the great things I have for you. Use your mess for your message, not for a comparison story that your life and your pain was worse than anyone else's. Let all that you do and say glorify Me.
Let your life be more about Me than about yourself and be filled with praise and thanksgiving. Beloved, I took ALL the pain of everybody and suffered and died that you can live a victorious life.
Life without the spiritual component is like a plane without a pilot…precariously dangerous and deadly EL
Oh, I just love hearing, seeing the revelations of others! Thanks for joining us for Wednesday’s Word with Trench Classes United and our guest blogger, Jenn Woolsey! I sense you will truly relate and enjoy today’s word!
A couple weeks ago, we painted V's room. Some of you may have seen the before and after pictures. The room is still in progress, but it's been fun.
I've been reflecting on this project and I've realized something. I like the process of taking a mess and making it better. My whole house is a work in progress. In fact, it has been from the beginning.
In my job, I enjoy the patients who are a challenge. I like to see the improvement in someone who comes in with gum disease, leaves with clean teeth and the opportunity to keep improving. I enjoy putting things in order. I like encouraging others to stay on their course.
This is what God does for me. He takes my mess. He's in the business of putting my life in order. He sees in me what can be…not what is. Through all the plot twists of life, He is creating something beautiful. Some of it remains to be seen…and won't be totally done until He comes back.
Thank God He doesn't leave me in a torn down state.
"...being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus." Philippians 1:6
Happy Monday, and thanks for joining us for Monday’s Message with Trench Classes United and Abigail!
You weep in the morning though you should rise with grace
As the daylight saves, we tend to lose our place
Our hearts grow weary and our dreams glean leery
Worrying about the day ahead when our mind should be at rest instead
Will spring ever come? Will we ever see the sun?
With fields full of flowers in bloom we reminisce on the past
When we were young and so giddy yet all we feel is pity
Forgetting that today is a new day, a day the Lord has made great
and we should rejoice, and be glad in it
Because right now, this time is what we are given living in a story that is has been well written
So, we wake up with a smile on our face knowing that today is the day the Lord has made
Yes, I will choose to make it the very best day
Welcome to Faith-Filled Fridays with Trench Classes United and Love Letters from God as written thru Debra Dolce.
My dear one, when you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they will not overwhelm you. When you walk through fire, you will not be scorched, nor will the flame burn you.
My love for you is so complete that no matter what happens I will be with you, for I never leave you, I never abandon you.
My eye is single for you and there is so much I have for you. Do not limit what you think you can have, for it can be yours. Do not think, "Oh, if I can just have this much." My love, that is actually a poverty mindset that you can break. For there is no lack in My Kingdom and I have made My home in you.
So believe My Word, ALL of it, not just the part you like, for I am My whole Word, not just parts. I give you all of Me, all My riches, all My gifts and I have made it possible for you to receive and walk in it all and I ask for you to give Me all of you.
Beloved, let Me love you to life, to health and to the fullness I offer.
Have you ever experienced something and then in that moment or sometime thereafter realized it coincided with God’s promises?
Thanks for joining us for Wednesday’s Word with Trench Classes United. I am so glad you joined me for a little break!
In my mid-30s, I was blessed with a BFF with whom I did everything with. We even became roommates and I realized shortly after that that God was restoring what the enemy had tried to steal from me because of my early childhood. It was one of my most joyful seasons in life. A couple years into that season, she got engaged and began saving for the wedding, which required moving back home with her parents. She invited me to move in, too, because I was saving for a new home that was being built and wouldn’t be ready for about 6-9 months.
That season of hanging out with her parents was again, another season that God restored what the enemy tried to steal Joel 2:25: parents who loved and nurtured not just her, but me too, and not in a smothering type of way. I didn’t have this as a child growing up, and while I was in this season, I was so aware of their love. Their love truly helped to enrich my faith.
Pops, as I like to call her dad, was a gentle quiet giant, soft-spoken, a man of few words, but when he spoke your ear just went to this soothing voice that always had some piece of wisdom bathed in love to offer. He was incredible loving to his family and he was no different with me. He would always leave the light on whenever either one of us would go out, and sometimes he’d even wait up, especially if I was out on a date with someone he didn’t know 😊
Oh, but those were the days…do you ever do that, look back and think, wow, life was so simple then? And yet, it was woven into the tapestry of our stories for multiple reasons as God does use all things to help us become more and more like Him. These were heavenly days with heavenly-like parents and I’ll cherish them for always. What brings these memories to the surface of my heart?
I received a text the other night from my BGG’s husband letting us know that Pops had been rushed to the hospital and was in ICU with a serious infection which was affecting his blood pressure, so much so that they had to intubate him. Two hours later we received another text saying his body was shutting down.
We left immediately for the hospital and what I saw when I finally reached him rendered my heart broken. He was pretty cognizant of his surroundings and wasn’t too happy about the tube coming out of his throat helping him to breathe.
I bent down, brushed his hot forehead, and silently ordered fear to leave. I began talking with him. Mom and the rest of the family almost simultaneously said, He hears you, Kim.” I was telling him how thankful I am to have a pop who always left the light on for me, that him leaving the light on inspired me to be a light to and for others and that I would leave the light on; I would keep encouraging others in the dark. I told him he that he had always been like a father to me.
He raised his hand and I could just tell he wanted to speak. I squeezed his hand and turned to let someone else up by his face.
Others took their turn at his side and we stayed for a couple of hours. Before I left, I looked into his glazed gray eyes and said, “Pops, I know you’re tired; if you want to fight this, fight this; but if you want to let go, that’s okay, too. But for now, just close your eyes and rest. I love you.”
27 hours later, he let go and went to entertain the angels with his amazing sweet, silky smooth voice, welcomed by the ultimate Father who is rewarding him for being a father to the fatherless, and I was one of them.
His unconditional love that always left the light on has inspired me to be a light that never goes out for others.