Is it beginning to look a lot more like Christmas in our hearts?
I'm thinking about the one that has taken all her Christmas decorations down except for the tree.

The same one whose 4 year old daughter proceeded to tell me:
"Mommy is getting rocks in her stocking. She has been bad. Her and Daddy have been fighting."
I'm thinking about the one who I met up with at the grocery store.
"Next year I'm NOT doing Christmas. I'm going away. I've already opened up an account to start saving money for a trip."
She proceeded to tell me how her brother is still drinking, her mother has started drinking all day, and that she can't handle being around them.
"I hate this time of year."
She than said sorry for ranting and cursing so much and thanking us (Randy and I) for listening to her unload).
I'm thinking about the one that called me yesterday to inform me she picked up her young adult son from the Police Station yesterday. They found him walking along side the highway. Intoxicated, belligerent and in mental distress.
"He told the police he wants to hang himself."

For so many, and YES, even believers of the Son of God, are dealing with a lot of pain, hurt, strongholds, bondage's, and brokenness.
I myself can still remember a few years back on Boxing Day (day after Christmas in Canada), standing in the bathroom and screaming up at the ceiling:
"This is the best You have for me?"
Yes, screaming out to God.
In hurt. In pain. In anguish. Just broken.

When they saw the star, they were overjoyed. Matthew 2:10
She's not looking at the star is she?
Last night as I was sitting in my prayer corner chair, writing out a Christmas card letter to my neighbor, filling it with God's Word, my husband was busy putting up the ceiling in the hallway.
Curse!
More cursing.
EVEN more cursing!
I'm talking LOUD!
Shaneah was on the computer and started to giggle to herself as she listened to her father.
Asher came down stairs and started to laugh also.
You know the kind of laugh?
Nervous. A laugh that is questioning what will happen next?
As I am busy trying to write out this Christmas card, I started to pray. Binding the spirit of strife off my family in the Name of Jesus Christ.
I continued to rest my spirit in the Lord. Calling out to Him.
"Blessed are you who run to Him." Psalm 34:8
Cursing continued on.
With each cut to the soffit, another mistake. Than a wound to his hand.
More cursing.
Asher asks if Randy needs help.
Randy's answer: "As if."
Upstairs Asher goes to his room, laughing (his name DOES mean laughter, Issac).
"I was serious when I asked to help," he comments to me.
My flesh starts:
Your praying isn't helping at all. This spirit is still here in your household.

"Blessed are you who run to Him." Psalm 34:8
I continued to run to the Lord mentally.
Than the Holy Spirit began speaking to my spirit:
Angela, Randy still doesn't realize he can run to the Lord IN everything. He doesn't know Angela that during difficult times, he can find his comfort in the King of kings and the Lord of lords.

Angela, think back sweet child.
You cannot say you haven't cursed in frustration when difficulties are faced.
"The dogs? "
Yes, the dogs have been urinating around the house Angela.You have not experienced the frustration in a few weeks have you, since you put diapers on them. What happened the other day though when one didn't have his on? What was the first thing that came out of your mouth when you saw the mess on the floor?
Pray for Randy.
"Yes, Father."
Angela, do you remember what it used to be like when Randy would behave like this? Do you remember your behavior?

Oh did I remember.
Asher had some friends over while Randy was cursing up a storm.
Well there was a time I would be filled with such self righteous pride, I would go storming down those stairs.....
"Do you have to be so rude?"
"What is your (curse) problem?"
"Don't you know our children have friends over (curse, curse)?"
"How embarrassing for them."
"What (curse) example are you of a father."
"You make me sick."
"Do you act like this at work? No wonder you have no friends."
This is the vision the Holy Spirit brought back to me.
Not to condemn precious one, but to show me
I have learned how to be content with whatever I have. I have learned the secret of living in every situation. Philippians 4:11-12
Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Matthew 6:21
When they saw the star, they were overjoyed. Matthew 2:10
Precious one, yes you!
I sit here with tears in my eyes because God keeps calling you to my heart.
I've been praying for you. I've been crying tears unto the Lord for you.
Open your mouth beloved one and taste, open your eyes,,OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE....how GOOD God is! Blessed will you be as your run to Him...
Run to Him.
He is waiting with open arms for your return.....
Thy Kingdom come Father God on earth as it is in heaven.
Could you all please pray for Urgent Prayer For Eddie (Love Bug)
Cover in prayer Denise and Eddie...





5 comments:
Great post Angie.
Wishing you all the best this Christmas.
Peace Love and Joy.
((Hugs))
laura
Wow you bared it all and it is going to speak volumes to many.
Merry Christmas dear one and God bless you and your family with joy and PEACE this holiday.
Yes, He IS good! We are living to see His kingdom here on Earth. Praise God that He understands our pain and frustrations. He will never leave or forsake us. (((hugs))) Love you!!! Paula
Thank you for being so open an honest. You spoke volumes to me!! We all go through so much and we really need to remember to run to the Lord. Your words convicted me (especially about the self-righteous stuff; hey, have you been listening in at my house?! LOL) and I need to remember to PRAY instead of react! What precious words and reminders you gave me tonight.
Merry Christmas and God bless you, dear sister in Christ. You always bless me every time I visit you!!
Merry Christmas - Julie
God bless you, Sweetpea!! God can handle any screams we scream at Him--He can take it all!
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