Praise Him in the Storm

I walk by this tree several times a week.  Long walks with my pup are a way to reduce stress.

Each time I walk upon this tree, I stop.  The tree's majestic beauty and the EMPTY BENCH convict me in the moment as to "the aloneness I face while DESPERATELY seeking His majestic PRESENCE ."  I can't tell you how difficult my journey to embody HIS PRESENCE has been. 

I am not here to tell my life story nor to elaborate on my circumstance, but I can say this...  Last night, my husband came home and told me he was being laid off.  I laughingly spouted a thought to the enemy of, "really?"   I had to stop myself from saying, "Satan...you win!"   After a few words of support to my husband, Maggie- my 70 lb. Golden pup and I went for the walk.  As you can imagine, I spent the better half of the first mile over thinking it all.  PLANNING, CONTROLLING, HOLDING IT.  I have spent the better part of my life performing to the audience of the world rather than trusting HIM.  Amidst my personal agony, I rounded the corner to "the hill, headed to the tree."  I found myself saying... "God, I PRAISE you in this storm.  It was an incessant repeat over and over in my head.  Sink my vessel in your ocean of grace."  It was as if I was not at all in control of my own words.    God had used Lisa Kramp with the Proverbs 31 Ministry Group (Melissa Taylor On-Line Bible Studies) that morning to press into my soul with her FB posting...

From Lisa Kramp...."We’re often so anxious to get out of difficult, painful, or challenging situations that we fail to grow through them. We’re so fixated on getting out of them that we don’t get anything out of them. We fail to learn the lessons God is trying to teach us or cultivate the character God is trying to grow in us. We’re so focused on God changing our circumstances that we never allow God to change us! So instead of ten or twenty years of experience, we have one year of experience repeated ten or twenty times."

At that very moment, "God... I will praise You in the storm..." the stillness of a cloudy dark night turned into a brisk wind of cold air- surging at 20 mph pounding my face to breathlessness.  I stopped and lifted my hands to God.    The temperature spiraled downward  from the 70's to what is now 47 degrees in Texas.  I HEARD GOD ... His faithful encounter in THAT MOMENT.  The wind carried a grain of Him to my entire being.

I had spent the day before, home from work...seeking Him. A session on Monday left me broken.  I was reliving poor choices from the past.  For over a week, James 1:8 was screaming at me.... "Their loyalty is divided between God and the world, and they are unstable in everything they do."

I wrote every passage that referenced TRUST- the word delivered by the Holy Spirit as I found myself on my knees.  I spent the better half of the morning pouring myself out to Him.

So, here I am... the day after.  This, The International Day of Prayer.

I will cling to His tree and I will lift my eyes to Him and hold onto His majestic, sovereignty and simply say...  NONE of me and the things of this world, dear Jesus...  ALL of you, instead.  It is not about my ability to feel anything.  It is about my ability to seek the hidden points of grace and to believe in the unspoken mercies.    Chris Tomlin's, "Countless Wonders,"  fills my soul with all that He is.   http://youtu.be/tlrF9LOcVf8


So, all my followers in Christ, LOOK to this:

Psalm 52: 8-9
8 But I am like an olive tree, thriving in the house of God. I will always trust in God's unfailing love.
9 I will praise you forever, O God, for what you have done. I will trust in your good name in the presence of your faithful people.

I would quit my job if I had the opportunity to minister His work in my life to others!  We all have a story.  Some have a journey.  I will stand transparent in all of my ugliness if one blemish of honesty and sincerity glorifies Him and consoles a sister in Christ.  I have no idea as to your story, but I can say this...  He is faithful and works every single ounce of life for our good.  Hugs to you!

Destroying Giants: Complete at the Cross

I have been blessed to be a part of the Stressed-Less Living (Tracie Miles) bible study group through Melissa Taylor and Tammy Burgess- FB Group 36 Leader in the Proverbs 31 Ministries .  This week’s topic is facing the giants in our lives. God is prompting me to share His “perfect prophetic timing,” as our hearts have been so heavy of late with the tragic events unleashed amidst us. I am going to speak in first person, but if you want to jump on board and be vulnerable with me in a comment… Please share back!

Giants paralyze our hearts and the enemy uses those giants to play head games. The giant of the week is, “how can such tragedy unfold amidst the innocent?” The enemy whispers…DO NOT participate in your OBS blog because you should feel guilty continuing to seek and grow in Christ amidst the tragic losses of late in Oklahoma and Texas. I have spent the week pouring my heart out to The Lord. I know the real giant in my life (my dad’s death and the events surrounding it) and I have yet to even approach it.

I must say, the Lord is SO FAITHFUL, though! In my devotion this morning, He gave me two very simple words, His words…. UNFAILING LOVE. This phrase appears 121 times in the NLT Bible.

Are you open to receiving His unfailing love? “Come to me with your ears wide open. Listen, and you will find life. I will make an everlasting covenant with you. I will give you all the UNFAILING LOVE promised to David.” (Isaiah 55:3)

If you are, simply reach up to Him. He never leaves your side. He patiently awaits your call to Him. 'Lord, as I lift my soul to you in complete surrender, bring Word of your UNFAILING LOVE. I trust you to show me the way.' Psalm 143:8 (Paraphrased as my daily prayer)

There is no distinct point where my mourning stops for those who have lost property, lives and even hope and where moving forward begins. However, I am going to push down the whispers of the enemy and trust God who is bigger than my finite brain and God who is not logical...the God I put in my own “logical box,” as if He is limited. Hear me now... HIS FAITHFULNESS is proven time and time again and His sovereign majesty defies all logic. Look at Gideon through the eyes of a trumpet and the power of God to defeat an army. There is NO logic in that!

I trust You, Lord, and ask you NOT to help me conquer the giants in my life that defeat my heart and hold me back from running into your arms. Those giants that tie my tongue to keep me out of relationship with you….RATHER…. I trust you to LET ME KNOW there is NO NEED to conquer the giants of my life BECAUSE You, Lord, have already defeated them for me at the Cross.

To all my friends in Christ...
Prayers for WHATEVER your heart is feeling today, sweet friends. May all that is “true, honorable, right, pure, lovely and admirable,” be anointed in you today. “Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praising HIM.” Philippians 4:8

ENCOUNTER HIS PRESENCE and ALLOW HIS HANDS to ORCHESTRATE YOUR LIFE!

Identity Idols

Thank you for awaiting my time out of the abyss! It is good to be blogging again. Over the last couple of months, I have begun a process of healing and restoration. I have received affirmation that my writing is impactful for His glorification and not birthed out of selfish motives. I have discovered that JOY is NOT something to be FOUND by changing, rather, it is a by-product of worshipping Jesus. That being said, have you ever looked up during your life and realized you have defined yourself by events that have left you joyless?

According to II Corinthians 3:18- "And we all, with an unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit." You know you are reborn; however, you have chosen to chase idols of man which held the veil in place so as not to reveal your identity in Christ. I say this from personal experience, not a theological premise.

Since my dad died four years ago, I have been on a very destructive path in my life. Attempting change who I really am, I got lost in the idols that have held me captive for years. Idols are not necessarily a visible objects that we worship instead of God. They are not always wrapped up in the mighty dollar, the career, your looks, the Proverbs 31 wife, etc. The objects of our worship are sometimes our own inadequacies that feed the enemy in such a way that he as authority over our hearts, our minds and our destiny.

I looked up at 45 years of age and realized that I am fat, ugly, an inadequate wife and mother. A manager of home, work and self driven by a red button that goes off when order is shaken. If a situation opposed my belief, I FAILED. Soon I became a daughter drenched in the guilt of not being able to "fix" my mom's situation, my marriage, the heart break and health issues running rampant in my immediate family. I did not "like" others because I hated myself so much. Isolation was my friend and hate of self a potential deadly end. More than that, I was solely responsible for my dad's unforgiveness so I must not be worthy of God's forgiveness.

The enemy takes your thoughts to so many places...keep up the destructive eating patterns, the emotional outbursts, the legalistic performance expectations, the constant failure at doing your job, running away from friendships, sabotaging relationships and finally the VOICE of the enemy... hold tight to your own sense of control with all your might because a single moment of relinquishing control means you will spiral to your own emotional meltdown with no recovery in sight.

Even though we were steadily attending an amazing church, the temporary moments of being full of His love faded to the nothingness of self. Realizing the depths of my despair and my unwillingness to move, God began to orchestrate a reunion of redemption and the trade of idol worship for surrender. A single email, revealing a broken self, began a series of connections to the right women and bible studies to get me to this point. Believe me, the journey is just beginning. For once, I do see this as a journey to be experienced and not a destination to death.

So how does one even recognize that idols exist? I give credit to three women that God has used in His relentless pursuit of returning me to His feet as I share with you the steps to start your own progress...


ASK: "how is what you are currently doing working for you?" If you find anything but freedom and joy in your answer, you are wrapped up in identity idol lies. The only way to refute a lie is through truth. The truth is found in the Word and in Christ, as they are one in the same. John 1: 14 - 18 summarized... The Word, Jesus, became flesh and dwelt among us. The law (legalism and performance) came through man, Grace and Truth came through Jesus. So, Jesus and the Word are one and both are Truth.

SURRENDER: Acknowledge that you have NO CONTROL. Give it to Jesus daily. Ask Him, through the Holy Spirit, to reveal the sources of your idol identity lies so that you can revisit them in truth. REFUTE the enemy so he is no longer in your head whispering or even screaming the lies at you.


BIBLE TRUTHS: Find 4-5 permanent, solid scriptures that sum up listening, trusting and dependence on God for EVERYTHING. Repeat them every morning and throughout the day. Mine are found in Psalm Chapters: 33, 40 and 143.


SUPPORT: Use others to work with you in evaluating your own circumstance, particularly those who know "what that should look like." Don't be afraid to open up. God wants us to be secure in Him through community so that we can recognize and assist others who have lost their identity in Him to return to the "fullness of Him!" It took me 46 years to OPEN UP! Don't wait. Time is fleeting.

How has this played out for me? The first memory of my identity in Christ being stolen occurred two years after I was saved. At 6, I was "sugar and spice and everything joyfully nice." I was a cute little blond who was a participant in The Little Miss Longview Pageant. By the age of 8, however, my mom had 6 miscarriages and ultimately a hysterectomy. I was reminded regularly that the family needed a brother or sister to be "whole." Her guilty expression of not being able to provide that planted the lie in my head...Just one of me is not good enough for her. Compounding that, my 2nd grade teacher, Billie Jordan, let my mom know in front of me, "I was a spoiled brat only child who would never amount to anything in life," simply because I used a bought 'heart shaped' valentines box to decorate for the contest rather than a shoe box that we did not have at home. My parents moved to Tyler shortly there after which was a catalyst to the fire that was already ignited.


Here are the LIES, compounded by tragic events and a dysfunctional childhood that dictated EVERY fiber of my life from age 8 to 45:

I am not good enough, I feel inferior, I am rejected, I am unlovable, I am unwanted, I am alone, I have no confidence- so I must not be able to reach God.

Eating disorders, a life alone in my room, countless absences from school, jumping through performance hoops academically just to be good at something ruled my legalistic actions, intimacy deficiencies, personality disorders, anxiety...and the list goes on and on. My dad told me I could never trust anyone but myself. I was not churched as a young child, as my salvation was a revival experience with a neighbor. I never EMBRACED God. I searched for Him desperately during my high school and early college years but I had no idea that SURRENDER was the key. I sang in the choir, led people to the God I never knew and did all of the "good things" that people see on the surface while sabatoging my entire life ahead.

God WAS there, though, every step of the way. He put adults or opportunities in my path along the way to "get me through life." His GRACE kept me from pulling the trigger on a gun to my head when I was a junior in high school. A teacher walked me through a two year survival guide until I could make my escape. Amazingly, I graduated at the top of my class...just because I spent countless hours in my room to NOT be in the presence of anyone. I left home, went to college, married, had kids and BURIED it all. I was able to do that for nearly 5 years. Burying everything spews up evil all around you. It is the seed that binds generational sin together. It takes on a new life when you expand your family and then it sneaks up on you when you are half way through your life and screams at you: YOU ARE NOTHING!


Here are the TRUTHS, protected by the WORD, redeemed at the CROSS and currently a work in progress for me:

I am perfect in Christ, God designed me for His purpose, because God loves me- I am His, I am wanted and adopted by Christ, God has not and will never leave me...even if I stray from Him, I have access to God every moment of every day.


I have forgiven Billie Jordan and released her to God. I have so many more things to address in this process. Since my day of SURRENDER not long ago, I am on an eating plan and I do not CRAVE food as comfort. I seek Him amidst my conflict and I have the authority to get Satan out of my head at every turn. THE ONLY focus necessary to redeem your past and to live in the fullness of what Christ wants you to be in the present is to praise and worship Him in every measure. Even when your heart is full of holes with circumstance adding a new one each day.... Simply say, THANK YOU LORD for the strife because He carried EVERY pain to the cross and felt every ounce of it for EVERYONE there at His death. If pain means I am closer to Him to get through it, then He is molding me into someone new, one filled hole at a time. He sent a Comforter to be ours and ours alone to interact with Him daily. Just look to others and see Him in them. Please know I fall daily and this is not a magical "Liz is now amazingly joyful and life is great," moment...I just know the reality of "how this is working for me." TODAY is so much better than yesterday and that is all I can ask. One day at a time... Idol Identity Lies traded in for Who I AM in CHRIST... just a perspective from a woman who lives upside down in HIS grace every single day.