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Jan 27

Hello, Father!
Wow, this sure has been a CRAZY week! Thank you for all the closeness and fellowship and growth and new understandings. Thank you for new freedoms, and catching glimpses of where you MIGHT be leading us, some time in the future. Thank you for my love of learning, and my ability to just sit and listen. Thank you for all the tremendous healing in this past year alone! Father, I ask you to continue to close the right doors and open the right doors. Please help my husband and show him even more mercy and love than I would — for I know you will! And even though I am amazed at the level of patience I’ve had even in the last few days, I know that you have waaaaaaay more patience for us than I am ever capable of. Thank you, faithful and kind Shepherd! 😀

 
Philippians 4:4-8 ERV

Always be filled with joy in the Lord. I will say it again. Be filled with joy.
Let everyone see that you are gentle and kind. The Lord is coming soon.
Don’t worry about anything, but pray and ask God for everything you need, always giving thanks for what you have.
And because you belong to Christ Jesus, God’s peace will stand guard over all your thoughts and feelings. His peace can do this far better than our human minds.
Brothers and sisters, continue to think about what is good and worthy of praise. Think about what is true and honorable and right and pure and beautiful and respected.

 
Lord, you see what that last verse has been in my life. You see how since I could speak, the “positive thinking” thing was shoved down my throat, “DON’T CRY! Don’t frown! Don’t show any emotion unless it is POSITIVE!”. And you see the pain that still lives in my heart, how my mother used at first that secular version, then Philippians 4:8, to INSULATE herself from MY pain. You see how ALONE this left me. Yet you used it for good. Because I did not have a bond with a human, I developed one with YOU, Father. I felt your breath in the breeze and saw your love in your Creation, all around me — even in just hearing the birds sing outside the blackened window, while kept barely alive in the dirty space beneath a stranger’s house. You were there, in that bird song, and I was able to feel LOVE, even without “Philippians 4:8-ing” the negative emotions away. Yay! Now THAT’S freedom!!! 😀

 
Father, on this, my mother’s birthday — some 8+ years after her death — I return this verse to YOU. It is no longer mine. I release it. It no longer has a place in my memory, in my sorrow. You did not mean for it to be used to hurt me or isolate me. You meant for ALL your Word to be used for instruction and growth — for FREEDOM! So I forgive my mother for “Philippians 4:8-ing” me out of her life, and I ask you to heal that place in my heart, Father. Tear up that root of bitterness and fill it with your LOVE instead. I trust you completely, Lord. Amen.

 

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