In the Breaking

       Today, I have been praying, for peace and direction... 

       Writing that last blog, left me open to major attacks. I am working at setting up a group of women to pray over each blog, before I publish them.
       Opportunities to speak are starting to open up. The timing is right. So, nothing that the enemy does should surprise me.....
       I realize that I am just a speck in the sand. One story out of millions. Yet, I know that I am "a force to be reckoned with". The devil hates that I lived. That I am bold. That I really do try to love as Christ loves. That people are listening. And, breaking, too.
       I need a prayer covering. 'Cause, I'm human. Made of flesh. As, I have shared before, I know I have got sin. We all do. But, I get ruffled when it pounces out, as it did the last few days. I have no comfort with it, in, or on me. Thank goodness.........

This poem came to me in about 15 minutes..... I was encouraged to share it...

                             In The Breaking
  
Chipping and stripping.
Making and breaking.
Molding and staking.
My heart for His taking.

Years of hurt,
Came to a head.
But, what did I find,
To my dismay,
Instead...

Bitterness,
Anger,
Pride,
Confusion.
Nothing but Satan,
And, his sneaky intrusion.

Dying to self.
Laying things down.
Writing about stretching.
And, that's where I'm found.

Pulled and stretched.
Again and again.
It will always hurt.
But, God will win in the end.


I'm telling my truths.
Exposing my soul.
In obedience to Him.
For this I've been told.

But, in sharing these things.
I'm opening the doors.
The enemy attacks.
Kicking my flesh,
Right at it's core.

I choose forgiveness.
Over and over.
But, do I know what it really means...?

Turning my cheeks,
Back and forth.
Swallowing my nasty pride.

Putting those first,
Who are afraid of me.
Showing them love......

The love from He,
Who died for me.

In my breaking,
I pray for theirs, too.
So, we all may be,
(With the greatest potential,)
To share His truth.

Forgiveness is not just a word to me.
I'm learning this verb,
Won't you learn it with me.....?

Kari Romoser.
August 24, 2011
Luke 6: 27-28


        The enemy has tried to have a heyday with me, since Saturday night. Yuck arose. But, Christ in me rules. Thank you, to Mark, Mary Beth, Carol, Sean, Ted, Momma Sue, Jerri, Ashley, Cristi, Lisa, Lorie, Ana, Kristi, Cindy, and Becky. Holy-spiritually-strategically placed messages, texts, prayers, and calls that have been boldly encouraging me to not let the devil win.... He won't. I've still got some stuff to figure out. But, I'm doing my best to squash my fleshy mess. With His word!


http://www.joycemeyer.org/articles/ea.aspx?article=how_to_follow_forgiveness_instead_of_our_emotions&utm_source=Facebook&utm_campaign=EDA&utm_medium=post&utm_term=August23&utm_content=post  I don't know what you think of Joyce. But, this really spoke to me. Maybe you need to read it too!

You are so loved!