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Believing on the name of Jesus is, itself, a miracle. A miracle of such peculiarity, that it alone gives us street cred in heaven.

He is risen. He is risen indeed!

c.anna

temper temper

wowee do I ever have an attitude problem when I get tired and irritable. It seems my filthy mouth decides that since the brain is temporarily out of service, it can do as it pleases...which is cuss, and say incredibly insulting things about other people, including innocent bystanders...and, to my shame...the more blasphemous the idea, the more likely it is to come rolling out of my smelly mouth.

I am told to not speak in anger and to not let my emotions rule over me. If I do I should question my sincerity in my walk with the Lord.

I am never so close to hell as I am when I'm in a bad mood.

i am deeply ashamed of myself - but I always am, once I settle down and come back to my senses.

I've come to the conclusion that my time before the Lord's throne isn't going to be all accolades and crowns. I am beginning to fear that day, and this fear is having a beneficial affect on me. Its giving birth to respect. Respect is giving birth to admiration. Admiration is giving birth to love. Yes. I am falling in love with God and its a wonderous thing. Stormy. Wonderous. Awesome.

c.anna

unseen victories

I have been told that there is a constant battle raging between good and evil unseen by mortal eyes and that when my mortal life is over and I look with the eyes of my spirit, I will be stunned to know how much activity was going on all around me for my entire life....and not only that, but the things I did in my flesh had an impact upon that invisible battle.

Its odd to think that every action I take somehow alters the spectral activity in my vicinity...and not only me, but the choices and actions taken by every person also affects the battle around them and in a cascading sort of way the heavenly places are impacted.

I am so grateful that the living God is in all places and knows all things and is constantly taking action on behalf of us all for our benefit. I am so glad that God is mighty to save.

If my puny mind can wring these few confused and muddled words. Then how can it ever begin to fathom the staggering victory that Jesus won on the cross? then there's the whole resurrection thing too. This is too big for me.

If all my words come to nought and if my mind should suddenly be still and I cease to be....then let these words remain. Christ the Lord is risen, risen indeed! The victory is His!

c.anna