The Fast
Fasting Negativity, Day 7
If you were waiting for me to dump the dirt on Monday about how I had failed miserably- I’m sorry. I’ll positively give you some dirt today. I have NOT been positively perfect.
I had a powerful prophetic word spoken over me at church on Sunday by lovely daughter Audrey and I am still whirling around in the Word. I say over me because I fell over in a snot-sniveling, weeping heap as she spoke- a sure sign I needed to hear it, it peeled me… exposing the secret under my skin.
Part of the word: I am afraid.
What am I afraid of? Afraid that I’m not good enough, afraid to visit those places with the ghost of Christmas past, those places of pain and feel the pain again.
That’s why I am fasting negativity. Wow. I thought I was just being different. A Lone Ranger. Instead, I am Frodo, a small humble hobbit, bearing the ring with Ringwraiths pursuing me. I must finish the work, go to the Mordor of my past and drop the ring of fear that has had so much power over me and hurl it into the molten lava and move on positively.
The test today- the election results.
In my early childhood, a sense of evil foreboding resided in my home. The government was falling apart. The world was falling apart. Daily there was a new catastrophe that would catapult our nation into the depths of hell itself- at least that’s how the grown-ups in my home acted. The Black 14 incident. Cambodia. Watergate. Gas shortages. Although the record turn-table sang “We Shall Overcome” ( we didn’t), my family lived in an oppressive pit.
This morning when I heard the election results, I felt a wave of fear BEGIN to wash over me. I stopped it. I prayed. This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. I prayed for the government, senators, house of delegates and the prayer warriors. I’m tired of my reaction to everything being fear. When I wake up in the morning and my inner voice says, “I can’t,” I say out loud, “I CAN do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”
If you were waiting for me to dump the dirt on Monday about how I had failed miserably- I’m sorry. I’ll positively give you some dirt today. I have NOT been positively perfect.
I had a powerful prophetic word spoken over me at church on Sunday by lovely daughter Audrey and I am still whirling around in the Word. I say over me because I fell over in a snot-sniveling, weeping heap as she spoke- a sure sign I needed to hear it, it peeled me… exposing the secret under my skin.
Part of the word: I am afraid.
What am I afraid of? Afraid that I’m not good enough, afraid to visit those places with the ghost of Christmas past, those places of pain and feel the pain again.
That’s why I am fasting negativity. Wow. I thought I was just being different. A Lone Ranger. Instead, I am Frodo, a small humble hobbit, bearing the ring with Ringwraiths pursuing me. I must finish the work, go to the Mordor of my past and drop the ring of fear that has had so much power over me and hurl it into the molten lava and move on positively.
The test today- the election results.
In my early childhood, a sense of evil foreboding resided in my home. The government was falling apart. The world was falling apart. Daily there was a new catastrophe that would catapult our nation into the depths of hell itself- at least that’s how the grown-ups in my home acted. The Black 14 incident. Cambodia. Watergate. Gas shortages. Although the record turn-table sang “We Shall Overcome” ( we didn’t), my family lived in an oppressive pit.
This morning when I heard the election results, I felt a wave of fear BEGIN to wash over me. I stopped it. I prayed. This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. I prayed for the government, senators, house of delegates and the prayer warriors. I’m tired of my reaction to everything being fear. When I wake up in the morning and my inner voice says, “I can’t,” I say out loud, “I CAN do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”