I'm trying to be careful what I say. Lots of triggers....lots of switching going on. In the midst of it all , remember the Lord started this battle. He will end it...he has a purpose for it. Keep your eyes on the Captain of the Host. Jercho's walls are coming down...
Share what the Lord gives to you without compromise, brother. Perhaps this might strike some as masochistic, but it's good when alternates are "triggered." I'll explain why.
The pain, the agony, the torment, and suffering are always there,
@Jostler . The will of the Lord and not our own be done. It pleased Jesus Christ to refine me in the furnace so that I might become acquainted with sorrows. It was good that I wandered this earth without a place to rest my head for I do not belong to this world; it was fitting that I lost everything -- even this life -- for I was never intended to keep my life. It is good that I have been afflicted for this is the purpose of the Son of God, that His power might be displayed in me to the glory of our Father in heaven.
You have dealt well with Your servant,
O LORD, according to Your word.
Teach me good discernment and knowledge,
For I believe in Your commandments.
Before I was afflicted I went astray,
But now I keep Your word.
You are good and do good;
Teach me Your statutes.
The arrogant have forged a lie against me;
With all my heart I will observe Your precepts.
Their heart is covered with fat,
But I delight in Your law.
It is good for me that I was afflicted,
That I may learn Your statutes.
The law of Your mouth is better to me
Than thousands of gold and silver pieces.
(Psalm 119:65-71)
I embrace my portion for He is good to me,
Inclining His ear toward my voice,
Revealing Himself in tender mercy and love.
At no time has the Lord despised my suffering
For He came in my defeat and lifted me on high,
Saying, Behold the work of My hand.
Whatsoever was intended for evil I purpose for good:
Have I not declared it?
The ways of the wicked are their undoing, says the Lord,
For I redeem the time, exalting the lowly and instructing the simple,
Making the way straight in the desolate places.
I am the Lord and there is no other beside Me;
I am God and there is no one like Me,
Breathing life into dry bones;
Even into the nostrils of My servant,
One who trembles at My word.
Every trigger and every switch brings me one step closer to being made whole, brothers and sisters. Let it come! The alternates marvel at the word of the Lord for when He speaks, I hear; and not just me, the presenter, but us all. Yes, all of me.
Here is the word of the Lord to us all:
I shall make you whole again. Do not be afraid, for the day comes swiftly.