Idenity, Plans, Cares and Future Defined

What will we be doing tomorrow? I can go to the grocery store, purchase a new shirt, take cookies to a neighbor, write a bestseller. As I think of doing these things, I step into a pot hole on the sidewalk. All of a sudden shooting pain courses through my ankle and I see a yellow corvette drive over my new Lg Smartphone.

Hypothetical yes, but what were all the thoughts that crossed your mind just then? Thinking the list was good? Maybe thinking me stupid for not paying attention to street? My Father, my God knew I was walking down a sidewalk filled with potholes, and he tried to warn me; “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.” Matthew 6:34 ESV

Victory is in the spirit of messiah in me, not by any plans I may make.The walk is not about where God will take us but about what Father is holding and teaching this day. The rest of our lives are filled with evil & good, but today is the only day I have to spend energy thinking, meditating, acting on. I recognize that my time is precious. I have been called to be a man of faith, a missionary and father in nations. I have been assigned a task and identity by God. I spent my whole childhood seeking out this identity. Mentors, friends, trouble none of it could tell me who I am. Yet, when I placed my life in HIS hands He spoke and still speaks that I am Overcomer.

Faith is the driving force of my actions. To be honest I think about writing this and a thought reoccurs that I should watch a movie, when I am living in Israel then I will write. Too easy, you see the enemy masquerades as my thoughts, but I know that I will be a writer of many books. I write today as a proof of my hearing God’s call on my life. I hear God call me as a son with an inheritance and a love for children. Does that mean I look forward to getting married? No, it means I speak out this destiny every week as I work in Children’s ministry. Yes, I want my own kids but if I have no love for His kids I will be a terrible father. He placed all the love inside me, now I tap into it every time I smile at a child, place my hand on their head, speak into their lives. I know I am called to live in a special nation and so I have begun learning the language and the culture of this particular region.

Your turn… Who are You? What is your identity? Do not be introspective, do not look inside but look up. Up at the night sky, see the creation of Stars, Lights to guide you by night. The darkness of uncertainty will be made clear with His signs. Not astrology, but the divine calendar God placed in the sky. Look up and ignore the thoughts that say your anything other than Awesome. Not some times awe inspiring but truly breathtaking.

I am not Esther, nor Elijah, neither are you. But you are a man or woman with a special unique place and time. Destiny Malaise is a term that is used to describe the cloud of doubt and anxiety that has no explanation. Are you happy to be a man or woman? Are you excited to see the house you grew up in or does it frustrate you that you were not born in a mansion? Or in another land? what about cars, do you think we should ride horses? Right now, this day, this minute you have a purpose and it is one of pure excitement for Father God, Yeshua/ Jesus was so excited about what you can accomplish He came and removed every obstacle, Holy Spirit can never sit still knowing all the great things you can do. Do you trust me? Did Christ trust His Father? So much that he accepted and thrived in the place, time, family, and environment he was born in? Your identity is special and I am excited for you.

I am excited whether you will climb everest, cure cancer, or be the best Janitor any school has ever had. Trust in God and speak with Him concerning your past in a prayer of forgiveness for every part of his plan you rejected. Yes I come from a poor, divorced, dysfunctional family. I would never trade it for a mansion all to myself. I see that my heart has been shaped, built, molded and trained through the circumstances I lived in. Today is your opportunity to dwell your thoughts in the present, the gift He gave you and the ministry He gave you for this very moment and hour. May I pray for you?

Father God, I am so glad you have gifted your sons and daughters with amazing talents, abilities, and futures. Today I know you give me bread to eat, clothes to wear, and a heart for love. I ask that my inheritance be given to these readers. Father, pour your affection into them deep. Deep manifestations of your love, of your purposes for them. Today give them strength to walk after destiny, and wisdom. You have given me fools as mentors Father, thank you that the shame is on my enemies. I ask you to send Fools to confound the thoughts that hinder your children, right now I release the Seven Spirits of You Lord: Wisdom, Understanding, Counsel, Might, Knowledge and Fear Complete in You. That your eyes, ears, mouth and nose would be holy consecrated to the Purposes and Plans that will fulfill both you and the Father. Blessings, Peace, Joy, and revelation wash over you in the name of Messiah Jesus.

When the rubber meets the road?

“While iPods and cell phones are integral in our daily lives, our convenience should not be bought at great detriment to others.”

Sitting in my comfy new office chair listening to the sounds of the ceiling fan and my american cities, I am cozily oblivious of the outside world.

                                                                                                   “Beep, Beep, Beep”

Nonchalantly I reach over and read a message from an authority in my life. They were asking me to research the top minerals being mined in Congo as they relate to our techno toys.

Pausing my strategy game I do some quick five-fifteen minute research wondering what direction thisis headed…

“SCREECH!!!!!”

I felt like I had just smashed into a train at 80mph. My cozy, comfy place of ignorance was shattered by a blistering reality, women & children were caught in the midst of war, death, abuse and other atrocities.

Congo’s mineral war is beyond what I had envisioned – caught with the reality that warlords and bandits are constantly possessing and losing rights of high-value mines through blood, mutilation & devastation. The families stranded in the middle are abused daily. The strategy these demons possess is to take out the root system that they may see sweet victory fall into place.

Women are the leaders that raise children, feed the men, and tend to the sick. The invading warriors target the women and quickly eliminate any power the women have through rape and abuse.

Where is my purpose in this?

When faced with intrusions to our comfort zone do we allow our “safe world view” to be permanently changed? Will I keep my speed in life the same or will I adjust it to slow down and notice the times & seasons. Will I worship the Lord and discern what He desires for me to do? Does God want me in prayer? Fasting? what of starting a fundraiser? Or going to the nation in harm and minster Love?

When I am faced with a trial am I able to focus on HIS Voice and find the testimony hidden in the midst of it? I want to be a seeker of righteousness and a pursuer of love. Now faced with a major test…  my heart seems faint but I know the Father will be revealed. Rubber meeting the road should be a common practice: taking the knowledge and revelations and placing them into practice becoming washed by the Blood of the Lamb and the Testimonies He brings forth.

You Are Special Because He Made You

O’ Lord the beauty of thy Kingdom

Thanks to God for Majestic Mountains, Fields of Emerald, Such Diverse life

Scoffers, deceivers, mockers – voices of death, decay and rot- nothing no more to me

For You O’ Lord call me Lovely, As the myriad of sea life every thought of Yours is good towards me

Flora & Fauna : Color & Sound… many aspects displaying great things for me and of me, about me

I have a Song that rages as a River of Deliverance

A Smile Sweeter than April Showers

In the quiet place – my intimacy a passionate perfume

Beautiful, Handsome, & Brave Displayed before the weak that they may be made strong

The instruments I play are a Soothing Incense, a Brazier of Love

Flying as an Eagle, rescuing Ewes from Wolves via the authority of my voice

Strategically Placed

Divinely Called

Thou O’ King has veiled my past, misted my future so that I may hold tight to the Perfect Name of Freedom You have presented me with this day

I wrote this because the Devil is a Liar and God calls you by a new name. Each of these lines refers to someone I know, and the value and giftings that they have been endowed with by the Creator.

I myself had once been called many terrible inappropriate and disgusting things. But I have gone through a fire of Love that has refined my self-image through Christ to the Image He has for me.

Now I am Strong, Passionate, Caring. I am a Fighter for the Fatherless, A writer with A two sided Blade of power to release others from the bondage of the past and the worry of the future.

Those that are Called by God are truly called by God: Lovely, Son, Daughter, royal, heir to Mt. Hebron, warriors, Honorable, righteous, magnanimous, caring, watchful, victorious, hoping, dreaming, accomplished, satisfied yet always hungry. Many More, More than the grains of sand or the stars in the sky are there so many awesome thoughts towards you. God never desires to bring harm or pain but desires to prosper us and grant us a beautiful future.

When doubtful of who you are – Be Still and Know the Joy of the Lord. His strength will renew and empower you. Ask Him to share those thoughts with you and be overwhelmed by the avenues through which He speaks.

I love you and am grateful to God that He has called me to be a voice, tho my voice I wish to never be heard but only that His words would speak to your heart.

Bliss…Pure Happy Bliss

Indescribable, the place in which I am to be found

I am Action, Description and Vivid location

 

My habitation is found in uniquely individual individuals,

Like water—I am solid, fluid and flighty as a stream

Some may think of me as a small quiet pool of crisp water, while others

see me as a thunderstorm of blissful energizing emotions showering down.

 

 

And still you can look for me upon the flower of a tree

or in a soft meadow catching all your fears

 

Many think I move from tree-to-tree,

a Lemur playing hide-n-seek

yet I am constant, solid, never here, neither there

Always Here and There

 

If you sought me on the open seas,

you may catch me as a gusty wind,

propelling you through the storm–

or I am that calm peace that the sun itself

does not intrude upon

 

Deep in the mountains many

hear my name when the Salmon

moves towards it’s birthing place

to yet again bring forth new life

others find me in the hunt for the Big Prize,

I am that companion bringing hope and light,

to what many claim a foolish or boyish pursuit

 

Women often find me at the playground,

with their child singing gently one moment,

then running to the slide the next

 

To sisters I am often in the

passengers seat on the day freedom

occurs for the older sibling with the receipt

of a license to drive

propelling both girls to the new concert of youthful desire.

 

Husbands see me sitting

at the table keeping the food warm,

and the spirit of passion warmer still

 

Wives, so complete how they find me– 

many times a day

in napkin holders & drapes

in that new bible study & even when being cloaked

in such a beautiful fitting spring dress

 

Brothers often see me behind,

the barrel of a rifle, when

breathing speed into their ball of white,

making their aim fast and sure

 

Daughters feel my tingle of excitement as

Daddy helps them to school’s new year

I am that scent that breaks the harsh cold of winter

 

Never wanting  to show others where they find me

Still I am The Joy Evident in Every Smile

 

A.PNye

Covering of Joy

I wash my face and something feels out of place,

My eyes ears, mouth and nose are all here…

Yet there is a tight grip of Fear,

My hair is wet and still yet…

The strength of my chest is sadly gone,

Though I try my best it doesn’t fit right…

It has been misplaced,

If only I could remember what…

Waist deep in frustration and lack of control,

I can not help but wonder how I fell into such a hole…

My art and dreams are sporadically erratic….

I feel it slipping, but what is it…

My feet itch and burn,

I feel like I missed a vital turn…

Ugh when did this worry appear,

If only I knew what causes these tears…

I search my room…

A misplaced broom stirs a word,

But that’s not it nor the round plate…

Fate it seems has another end in mind.

Ah vaguely, as if in my mirror I see glass darkly lit,

Light where from and what for…

My memories are stirred,

Now I can stand

Having done all I could do I stood.I had a bold proclamation to shout at any that would oppose me. They were not opposing me or rejecting me, only He who has sent me with a commission.

My commission was one of great importance. Even though there were days I was unmindful of it. I have tried to keep my self accordingly. Though it was difficult while staring into eyes of disgust and hatred, still I continued to stand up. As I made the first choice to not back down, every other choice was made up till now.

Now I open my mouth…words come pouring forth that would bring Dorothy to tears. Kansas was a long way in the past and Oz but a wisp of a dream. The words that rise are not friendly to some in attendance, nor are they meant to tickle the senses, but they are  TRUTH. Being guided in all truth even though looking down black metal with a carbine end, I am still saying it. Boldly, my voice is rising even now I can no longer here the tumulus voices swearing and spitting the vile of my death.  Death, that’s the word that seems so foreign after all these years.

My voice finally is reaching a fevered pitch that makes the women cry in terror and the men that started this mess take pause, for no longer my voice is the only TRUTH but an imperceptible ally has joined forces with me. Than another voice joins in, finally hearing this great choir of voices His Words are written upon one’s heart.

“They did not love their lives till death, but on the contrary they knew whoever loved their life would lose it. They chose to love my life instead. They are rejoicing for the deceiver and destroyer of worlds has been cast into a fiery furnace while these here whom you have hated are given beauty and crowns. The crown I place on their heads no man can take for no man gave, but I have gave. My very life was laid down even before many of them were born. My Word has been a seal upon their hearts and the lamp that showed them the way. The very words that I have said are right this moment fulfilled as this young man stands before you. He has chosen to forsake all and follow me. He followed me to this very place that you might receive this Word: I am the Vine and if you will abide in me, I will join you to my father and great rest will come upon you bringing you to a place of much fruit. I will not leave you unprotected in this place, no, I shall give you a helmet of salvation, a breastplate of righteousness, a girdle of truth, boots/sandals for the gospel of peace to go where you go, a sword of truth and lastly a shield of faith. Use them well for they will do all for you and when they can not I shall cover you like a cloud and as a rearguard shall I fight for you.”

My voice is being lost in His, but it is well for His voice is the only I one I wish to speak with. So I bid you goodbye, goodnight sweet son, sleep as an angel fair daughter. For you are His and He loves you with everlasting love. Never leaving you nor I. It is He that reminds me what I am always cloaked in. This armor that I have on is never removed only dented and bruised in places but though King Henry’s armor was dented and became weaker, I am stronger and more protected for every dent, smudge, tear or tarnish upon this suit. I invite you to take this suit for your own. Just open your eyes, and open your heart to Jesus Christ. The Savior, the one who fights for us, our Advocate and my best companion and friend. His comforter cloaks me in warmth, and humility hiding the strength He has placed inside of me to combat and contend against all obstacles. Every obstacle I have faced and everyone yet to come I overcome: by the Blood of Messiah and the WORD of MY TESTIMONY. May you find the voice of Truth in your testimony.

Lillyan’s Flower of Love

There is a flower that has grace in its color

There is a petal resting in Emanuel’s hands

She is with the Lilly of the Valley

Her smile in the brightest morning-star

 

The Blood rains mercy,

The breeze brings peace,

He comes as comfort with vases for tears

His arm stretched out cradling the pain

 

At the end of the day He is good

At the height of noon she is still loved

Though the night is dark and the sun too bright

Wings of Mercy Waves of Love

 

Flowing, flowing flowing,

Letting go of thought and plans

Releasing the bags that they may become dancing

Fire for ashes, Passion for turmoil

 

All in All

Love in Love

Joy further Joy

GRACE MORE GRACE

Abounds

 

 

APNye January 15/2011

2011 Stuck in what?

For many this past week has been a battle of cabin fever. Ice and snow have occupied a large portion of the United States and kept businesses stagnant. With the encouragement of a New Year many have immediately seen a turn of emotional experience from one of hope to “oh God not another sluggish winter and year”.

I would love to challenge you that does not have to be the case! We can choose to see either circumstance or Truth. The Words I have heard for 2011 are full of life and joy as we merge into a season of abiding in Jesus the Vine like we have never been before. I look forward to my financial life being turned to one of wealth that allows me to live on 40% of my income while giving the rest to the ministries I love because they carry HIS love.

Stuck: stagnant, unmoving, repressed, depressed, indentured. What are you indentured by or to? Is your work more important to you than your wife and kids, would it be easier to be snowed in at home or at work? Does fear grip you when you think where you want to go in life? Do you have vision and hope for your future?

I want to encourage you that yes you can move into the arena of Supernatural Grace. His Grace is more than enough to Overcome any trial and circumstance you face. Do not allow the enemy to pit you against your wife or allow your fleshly desires for movies, facebook, television, or anything to separate you from the love of Christ.

Did you know the Love of Jesus never fails? Don’t take my word for it but seek out the relationship yourself. When you find the times feeling stagnant, or boring or filled with trepidation and anxiety, stir yourself to stand tall. I love to play worship music while I am doing my basic tasks because it draws my heart to break away and sit in my Father’s lap. When things get murky or when things are good, the perspective is never as clear as when I crawl up onto the seat of heaven and twirl my fingers into the beard of Jesus and get that smile from Him that reminds me all His attention is on me to give me Hope and Expectation for the future. He will share with you the desires of His heart which will bring forth a supernatural ability to live up to the expectation that you secretly hold for yourself. An expectation to excel, to love your wife, to be faithful to your children with praise and smiles, a burning passion to have a dream and foolishly look for it to come to pass around every corner.

This is the inaugural post for this blog. I have a heart to see you equipped by Heaven, by Jesus to fulfill the task He has given you. A task to be loved by wife, child, and God. A task that only you can fulfill to perfection, like Esther facing certain death because of a burning love and a dream to see your people delivered. Let us be delivered into the Hand of the king and see the red sea part and the crown of Righteousness placed upon our heads. Let us be known by our Love!