Sleeping peace when day is done….

         Thats what I mean….and I’m feeeeelin’ gooood. Ever heard that song ? I really need that. I have been having bad dreams. The Butcher assures me that these dreams are not warnings, simply manifestations of my fears. Fears that have plagued me …..forever. I pray them away, I cast them out, I believe and declare that they are gone…..but sometimes they come back. The dreams are vivid and detailed, they leave me unsure, unbalanced, and uneasy. In a nutshell….I have fear of death, fear of failure, extreme guilt whenever I leave the kids( even for a datenight), and general anxiety. I am growing tired of it. Increasingly tired. I have been applying for jobs and trying to be hopeful. I am powerful….that is what God says…what does he know? I actually have to ACT on what he says to make it so. It’s up to me. Do I stay or do I go ? The place I am now is dark, depressing and desperate….I know that I can go to a place that is light, hopeful….happening. Why would I even question it ? My spirit man feels malnourished, dehydrated, and infected with this world. ENOUGH. I don’t want this. I have let my spirit man become lethargic, flabby and tired….Thank God that every day is a new day. Thank God. Holla!

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2 thoughts on “Sleeping peace when day is done….

  1. Oh, you of little faith… How long will you vex me? Have you not felt the travail of the woman, whose pangs are now apparent? Have you not heard the cries of those low and desperate? Are you amongst them? After all this time, I would have thought your footing would be sure and your path certain. Are you not aware of the time? Do you resist what has been prophesied? By your greatest effort can you change the course one jot or tittle? That which has been set in motion began long before your tiny feet pattered upon the floor. It is being played out before your eyes and ears. Listen! There is little time, the groomsman comes for his bride. Are you not rejoicing? You who have eternal life? Who has robbed you of your joy? Have the day to day cares of this world overwhelmed you? Has He not promised to provide for you? Consider the ravens, they neither sow nor reap, yet they eat everyday. Are you, created in the image of God, not more important than they? Will God abandon you having come this far? Turn from the naysayers whether they confront you in person or beset your mind. They are from the Evil One. He has no hold on you. Fear is the opposite of Faith. Only believe. Be anxious for nothing, your redemption is near. Rejoice! You will not taste of the things which come in your dreams; they are the province of others. Why does your eye perceive the Book and your hand touch its cover, but you do not open it? Gold — Stay in the Word.

    Psalm 139

    1 O lord, thou hast searched me, and known me.

    2 Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.

    3 Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.

    4 For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.

    5 Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.

    6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.

    7 Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

    8 If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.

    9 If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;

    10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

    11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.

    12 Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.

    13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.

    14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

    15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

    16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

    17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

    18 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

    19 Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.

    20 For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.

    21 Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

    22 I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.

    23 Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:

    24 And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

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