Speaking words that bring healing and life

Over the last couple of months, God has been speaking to me about the power of words.  This blog post marks the first in a series of thoughts and revelations on this topic which I hope will be a blessing to whomever needs it.

The Tree of Life Proverbs 15: 4

Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof.

Proverbs 18: 21

The Bible teaches us that our words are extremely powerful and as such we should monitor our speech.  Just like the Word of God is creative and is seed, as the only part of creation who are made in His Divine image our words do the same.  Our words are both seed and fruit.

The parable of the Sower clearly testifies to God’s Word as seed, when planted in the right conditions and correctly maintained the seed grows into a tree that bears godly fruit.  Genesis tells us that all fruit contains the seed within itself; this means that godly fruit also contains seed within itself.  The seed enables the tree to produce its own offspring and for the cycle of sowing and reaping godly fruit to continue.

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Broken Believers

It hurts me to know that there are so many broken people in the world, living in this world is hard I get it but don’t like it.  Lately, God has been reaching into the deepest and darkest core of me and bringing out secrets that I have been storing, as ever decaying food to nibble on yesterday and today.  I have really known despair.  But, I am heart-broken to find that so many of my brothers and sisters are living in pain, broken and rejected by those people who should be closest to helping them.  It’s not a crime to be hurting and broken, yet many a time other Christians make us feel like it is, hurting people are ignored because of fear or self-righteousness I don’t know and these people are left to go it alone.  Have you ever known someone who has committed suicide because there was absolutely no one to be their friend?  I am so glad that when I needed help and those in the ‘church’ didn’t want to help me that God sent His angels to show me unconditional love, I will never forget those people because God used them to reach out to me and pull me up from the creatures in the deep, dark waters.  Won’t you be the same for someone who is hurting today? Continue reading Broken Believers

Beneath the Waters (A Christian’s analysis of the Iceberg analogy)

According to Freud, the mind is like an iceberg, was he right in saying this?  I believe so.  Although icebergs are magnificent and eerily beautiful to behold, they are a real threat to sailors/helmsman simply because the majority of the iceberg (4/5ths to 8/9ths) is submerged under inky black waters and as such they have no awareness of just how big or wide the iceberg truly is.  The most important part of the iceberg is that which the helmsman has no awareness of, it is hidden from their physical perception, nevertheless the unknown truth still remains, there is something potentially destructive beneath the waters.

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Beneath the Waters (A Christian’s analysis of the Iceberg analogy).

Linking up with Rhoda @ Living to please God.

Commitment and Covenant: Covenant Healing

Commitment and Covenant: covenant healing

The last few days have been very difficult for me in so many ways, sometimes I’ve wanted to step out and do something when God has told me to leave it, let go and trust Him, at other times I’ve wanted to just give up because all the waiting and the hoping seems so futile against the agony of reality.  But there is something that keeps me on the path that God has laid out for me and that is His promise to me and my acceptance of that promise; He has whispered something into the depths of my heart a promise of something to come and in return I am asked to follow Him and stay on that path and He will lead me there.  I have desired this thing for so long, but it’s never been something I’ve been committed to work for, it has always been like a hazy dream somewhere in the distance, something that could or would happen when all the broken pieces of my life were made whole, so why now?  What has caused the haziness to solidify into something more substantial, more real that causes me to step out in faith and obey?  Two things, He has given His word and I have accepted it. Continue reading Commitment and Covenant: Covenant Healing

Freedom, fear and escape

Something has been on my mind of late, I didn’t really know how to articulate it until last Sunday.  Last Sunday I went along to a prayer meeting at a local healing room, it was the first time I had ever been and I didn’t know what to expect as I’m wary of anything that focuses on healing/deliverance, not because I don’t think it’s real, I’ve experienced it for myself, but because it’s so real that if it’s done incorrectly can cause even more damage.  But after praying, I felt that I was being called to go, so I went along and to be honest, I was blessed.

After settling in to praying and testimonies (I gave a testimony re. how God gave me a wonderful b’day with all of you) I felt a well of emotion rise from where it had been buried and I began to talk about me, my life and my family, once I started I couldn’t stop.  One of the ladies there told me that she could see that I was heartbroken and that she had a particular gifting to help broken people.  She asked me if I wanted to pray, I said yes, I stood up and was anointed with oil, she said a short prayer asking God to help me give my heart, all my worries, burdens, fears and frustrations over to Him and then she told me to face away from her and speak to God, just telling Him the first things that came to my mind.

So I did.  I turned around and I mentioned the names of a few people.  What did these people have in common?  Before I go on, I would just like to intercede with two questions:

  1. Are you free in Christ?
  2. What does freedom mean to you?

According to a web dictionary definition freedom is defined as:

The power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint.

You see, I have been living under fear of these people for a very long time and as a consequence I have not been free.  It’s not the type of fear where you are afraid of your physical safety, but the type of fear that slowly eats away at your inner man.  I feel that it’s one of the worst forms of fear because it is cleverly integrated into familial and cultural bonds and norms.

When I turned around and spoke to God, I saw a clear image in my head.  It was the image of the Israelites in Egypt, and I heard God saying: “let My people go so that they can come to praise and worship Me.”  And I said in response, “Father, I need to be free so that I can come and worship You but these people are not letting me go, Lord please soften their hearts so that I can come and worship You, I can only be free if You make them let me go free.”

Let My People Go
Let My People Go

For me, freedom means: The power or right to love and serve God in spirit and in truth without hindrance or restraint.

For most of my life I have been running away from a simple reality, that I have been under emotional bondage, this emotional bondage has affected my ability to come to God as a child to praise and worship Him as He deserves.  There are many, many things that stand in the way of our relationship because of it: resentment, hostility, anger, bitterness, fear, pain… I could go on.  I have tried to escape both internally and externally but I have always been brought kicking and screaming or silently crying  back to carry the same heavy yoke on my neck, not any more. Now, I choose to be free.  I realise that escaping isn’t the answer, I need to be free, but my freedom only comes from one source.  I can’t make myself free, I can’t even will myself free but I can pray to the One who has the power to make me free.

The funny thing is that I know that Christ has purchased my freedom for me. On Sunday, I laid this burden at His feet and knew that my worst fear was that I would pick it right up again.  Today, I have been sorely tested once again and I can’t help but wonder, have I truly let it go or is this part of God cleansing me in the fire?  The lady that prayed with me told me that God had a plan for me, she told me that she could see that God would use me to help other people who are broken-hearted.  God knows that this is my heart’s desire but, today I feel like I’m splintering away and that my very essence is crumbling.  I don’t feel like I have the strength to carry myself let alone help, support or encourage anyone else.

But… I do feel truly blessed that I can come here and share my heart with you, right now this is enough for me.  I love you all.

 

Your sister in Christ,

Achama

 

Prayer Request

This post is a bit unusual for me in that it takes the form of a prayer request and a post (I guess) all in one.  Please read through and if you would join me please pray regarding this issue with me whenever you feel moved to this week.

Beautiful Giftings

Why is it that more often than not it is those who have the most beautiful gifting to minister to others that are held most securely in chains of bondage?

This thought has been on my mind since Sunday because I have a very dear friend who is in such a situation.  My friend who I will call LN, was baptised nearly two years ago and prior to that she had been ministering through her local church choir; her gifting is such that anyone who hears her ministering is moved to tears.  Now, as far as I am aware she no longer attends church and she no longer ministers but she is still singing but this time not for God.  She has been here before and it worries me because I saw how much it changed her behaviour and her attitude towards herself the first time around and hear echoes of it rebounding once more.  My friend has not had an easy life, she has many wounds which I can see are holding her bound.  She needs love and is being held back by fear.

I saw my friend this weekend and heard her sing, she has such a beautiful voice, I am so proud whenever I hear her.  I know that she also has a kind heart and excellent intentions underneath everything, and knowing this I was especially saddened because I know regardless of how beautiful the gifting and how excellent the intention it is not enough to enable us to stand in God’s eyes.

Why do we have to experience so much pain in this life?  Why do we have to carry around so much baggage and damage inside of us?  Why do we have to become lost before we can be found?  Why can’t this life just bruise and hurt us less?

When I think about the human condition I feel so sad, we are all so desperate in our needs and frailties.  We need to be loved and chase after love in all the wrong places.  We need to feel esteemed and look for status in the world.  We need to feel necessary in such an immense creation that we happily live a life bound in chains in order to fulfill this goal.  We all do.  Why?  Why do we try to achieve all of this through our own might and in our own way when all it does is push us further away from the one who can still all our fears and heal all of our wounds?

What God wants from us, what we need for ourselves seems to go against human instinct and understanding.  Our need for self-preservation, love and esteem drives us onwards when God is saying to us, “Stop!”

“Stop striving, stop trying, stop reaching and just let it go.  Give it all over to Me, trust in Me to heal you, to comfort you, to esteem you, to love you; believe that I know best and follow Me.”

So simple yet so hard.

This is a painful love that comes with giving your heart over to God, the type of love that is bittersweet.  Bitter in that it requires change and sacrifice that we may feel too stretched to give, overwhelmed because we may experience more pain than that which we knew whilst we were in the world but…

sweet too.  Sweet because overshadowing all of the above is a love so real and pure that to taste it is to feel your heart-break and heal again in an instant.  An acceptance so complete that you know that you have found your home.  A fullness so heavy that it can only be the weight of God’s glory living and growing within you day-by-day.  This is what I want for my friend, this is what I want for all of us.

Yes, the world may seem like an easier road to walk when we compare it to the sacrifices that God will ask of us to make.  But this world has no meaning and definitely no love except through Him.  I see more clearly my life when I look at my friend, that our fears and our desire to be loved so wholly, intensely and unconditionally is cruelly used by the deceiver to keep us bound in chains.  Today, this week I want to pray against this in my friend’s life, in my life, in your life; join me and pray.

I have written a short prayer and attached a reflective song which follows but please feel free to add your own words, reflections and even any initials you want prayed for.  Please also forward this post to others who may wish to join hands in this.  I would also invite you to read a similar post by my good friend Amy called Love from a Higher Perspective, her post really did speak to me particularly in this situation.

Many Blessings

Achama

Prayer

Dear Father,

Please have mercy on LN and all others joined in this prayer in one accord. Please show us that You are God and that before You there is no other.  Lord God, let us see that You are the Way, the Truth and the Life and that without You all routes lead to death and destruction.

Lord, let us know that You are the Eternal Comforter and Lover of our soul.  That there is no love greater or stronger than the love that You have for Your children.  Lord, I pray that You will fill us up with hope, eternal hope in You which will bring about fruitfulness.

Lord, I pray that You will bear us up in the midst of the storms that we face, so that when all is said and done, we may live and stand to glorify You.

Lord, may it please You to answer this prayer and bring life where there is death.

In Yeshua’s Jesus’ name I pray.  Amen.

Song

Living for Your Glory by Tim Hughes

This week I am linking up with Soli Deo Gloria and Grace Cafe.

Is all well with my soul?

London riots

I know that I am praying for physical healing, but can you ever be well in your body without being well in your soul?  All the riot and the looting that have happened in London during the last few days has had a profound impact on how I perceive myself and where I am in the journey with the Lord.  The rioting has personally affected me in that it has prevented me from living normally during the last few days, outside of the constant sound of police car and ambulance wailing, helicopters flying overhead and the shout of youths in the street many of the things that we take for granted such as buying our grocery has been very difficult.  On Monday, I went out around 6 PM to do some grocery shopping, I got on the overground to take me to the shopping centre.  On arriving at the shopping centre I was met by people telling me that the super market had been closed due to a riot in the nearby district of Lewisham, I got back on the train as I thought I would have better luck at Whitechapel.  On reaching Whitechapel, I was met by a notice on the door of the local supermarket saying that the store had been closed due to the rioting. Continue reading Is all well with my soul?