Fasting Saved Our Lives

Yesterday was a big day, our new church building was being dedicated so I decided to fast as part of the consecration. It was kind of a last minute decision the night before but I’m so glad I listened to that tiny urging that told me to do it. 

The day went by like any other day, except for I got to spend some great quality time with my best friend and paint my nails on my lunch break as part of my Spring Break Fun! I also spent some really good time with Jesus reading Psalm 34 and just meditating on His word.

When I got off of work, I went to get Kobi like I normally do, William went home to let Hannah out. By the time I got home all we had to do was grab some water for Kobi’s bottle, grab my Bible and notebook and hit the road…

I was driving so William could finish up some work he was doing and we were off. Even though I wanted to talk to William I was trying to be quiet so instead  I thought about how great worshipping the Lord together was going to be and I was in full expectation for what the Lord was going to do! I recalled my prayer from earlier where I prayed that I would fear the Lord but not His word or promises! 

And that’s when it happened. A two trailer FedEx truck began to creep into my lane. At first I didn’t think too much about it, because big trucks tend to ride the line so I began to slow down and then he kept coming over, I tried to honk my horn and brake even more, the only problem was we were on the highway going 70 miles an hour. So I inevitably swung out of control, and ended up in the median! 

William immediately got out once we were stopped, checked us and the car and then went to go check on the other driver, who had  stopped about 100 yards ahead and got out. Kobi who had been sleeping didn’t appreciate her nap being interrupted and began to fuss. I stayed calm and just began to thank Jesus for watching over us, for His angels making sure that we didn’t hit the back tires of the truck, and that there wasn’t any one else behind us in that lane at that moment, and of course that we were all okay! Tears definitely began to flow from relief and gratitude. That poor driver was wrecked emotionally. He came to apologize and seemed very upset and concerned especially when he found out Kobi was in the car. He and William checked the car once over made sure we were okay and we went about our business to church. We blessed that man, told him thank you for stopping, and as we were leaving I said an extra prayer for him. He did give us his information just in case but there was no need for that. 

Of course I was a little shaken up, so William drove the rest of the way to church, I was a little sore once my body relaxed from the pure shock but it’s really nothing a little ibuprofen and stretching won’t fix. We had our Pastor pray for us before we made the trek home and relief, peace, and gratitude fell and I feel fearless, and my aniexty (those little things that I was stressing about) are gone. I just want to glorify God and live! 

I do believe that my fasting played a role in us walking away uninjured, we didn’t just dedicate a building, we dedicated ourselves as the church to do all that God has called us to do, and all that The Lord has planned for us is going to require us to walk confidently in the Lord, trusting whole heartedly in His word and promises and leaving fear by the wayside. There’s a new motivation to live out my purpose; our purpose as a family and that’s exactly what I (we) plan on doing.

Stay Blessed! 

Terri 

Facebook Fast

So I don’t know if those who follow me on Facebook have realized or not that I haven’t been on in a while… it’s because I realized that I needed to take a break because I was on it all the time! Especially when I was mad and didn’t want to listen to what was being said… it had definitely become a coping mechanism and probably not the best way to communicate. I thought I would be okay with it but I quickly realized how much 1) I used it to communicate with just about everyone concerning just about everything and 2) that if I used it as a communication tool and didn’t abuse it I could be on Facebook now…

I have no idea how many notifications I have or how many events I missed… All I know is that I need to find a balance between the two. I have enjoyed my extra time that I have had with Jesus and the revelations that have come from reading the Bible and having devotional time and I hope that I will be a bit smarter when I start getting back on Facebook but if not I know that Jesus will not hesitate to convict me and I’ll find myself once again fasting Facebook in hopes of checking my priorities! Have you had to ever stop getting on Facebook? What was the reason?

God is Transforming Lives!

I found out a couple of days ago that God is indeed moving on my families behalf!! My younger sister will be getting baptized today!!! I am simply overjoyed to know that my sister will one day be in Heaven with me… I also found out that same day that my niece and nephew cannot get enough of Jesus and that my aunt has decided to become a member of my grandmother’s church!!! Did I mention that my cousin who just so happens to be my absolute best friend is partaking in a month-long fast to get closer to God and my mother just moved to a place where there’s a church down the street from where she lives. God is definitely transforming lives and I couldn’t be more excited!!!

a red heart with the word gratitude

My heart swells with gratitude towards the Lord

ALL PRAISE AND GLORY BE TO GOD!! Each of these people have been on my prayer list ever since I got saved some four years ago!!! So I just want to encourage all of you who have people in your life that you are praying for… DON”T GIVE UP!! God hears your prayers!

I always felt so bad because when I was saved I was 3,000 miles away from my family; with no real way to show them my transformed life. So my prayer for my family became, “God surround them with genuine people who know Jesus and have a relationship with Him and who can show them the true way to live.” He heard my cries and my prayers and has shown Himself to my immediate family members and I couldn’t be more grateful!! God is good indeed!!!

Who Do YOU Fast For?

As we begin the new year a lot of churches and people see this as an opportune time to fast and pray. So my question to you is who do YOU fast for? Do you fast for yourself and things that you want? Do you fast for other people because they are doing it? Or do you fast for God in order to draw closer to Him?

With the announcement of our corporate fast coming up I sat bothered by the thought that I had to fast just because everyone else was doing it. I struggled with wanting to participate. I struggled with the why am I going to fast question when it was brought to my attention (by God of course) that it’s not necessarily the “why” that’s important but it’s the “who” and that made things so much clearer for me.

All those other reasons are obsolete if God is not in the middle of your fast. If you aren’t seeking to grow closer to the One who created you it’s just a waste of time.  Your attitude like mine won’t be right and your heart won’t be open to what He wants to say to you during that time of drawing near. So before you agree to a fast or if you are already fasting whether it be corporate of private ask yourselves who am I fasting for?

BREAKTHROUGH!!!!

Let me start this off by saying that what I am getting ready to write is in NO way to build myself up but to give ALL the glory to GOD and that this is one of the longer blog that I’ve written; with that said here I go…

Okay so as you all know I have been told to be still and wait on the Lord (if you don’t know you can go here to read about it) and that’s what I have been doing, by way of fasting. I decided that while I was waiting to hear from the Lord I would make sure that I was at peak position (ie totally dependent on Him) in order to hear Him clearly! So I decided to go back to my first real encounter with God during fasting. It was actually the first time I had ever fasted and I decided that I would fast three days by drinking only water… and man did I experience God in a powerful way…

I felt like in order to press through to my breakthrough that’s just around the corner I wanted to do something I haven’t done in a long time but that was so effective for me. And that is just what I did, for three days I only consumed water and spent some extra time in my purple book and Bible as well as speaking to Him. I still did every day life, I worked, babysat, and even exercised all while fasting of course not boasting about it and still remaining presentable so no one would suspect anything.

And today this very morning I heard him speaking to me… He answered questions I had been longing to know the answer to for years. And He told me which way I needed to walk into Miami… He gave me peace about taking the proper steps to secure a position at Wal-Mart. He even gave me insight on what He’d done for me in the past that has effected my now…

It all started with a trigger. You know where you’re doing something and all of a sudden it takes you back to a place you thought you had forgotten… yeah one of those triggers not like a gun trigger…anyway so while I was getting ready to brush my teeth this morning and struggling with the last little bit of toothpaste (we have to go shopping) it took me back to a time when I was younger and we (me and my brothers and sister) had to brush our teeth with salt and then eat a peppermint candy before we went to school because we didn’t have any more tooth paste and wouldn’t be able to get anymore for couple of weeks.

Back then that was just something that happened it became a way of life. But it scared me to think that we (me and my husband) could possibly be at that point. I found myself praying, ” Okay Lord you know it’s getting to that point and you know that I don’t want to go back there so please make a way.” Well that took me back to the moment in my life that I realized that we were poor. It wasn’t like I didn’t already know we were poor I mean everyone around us were… but this time I realized that not everyone was poor.

It was towards the beginning of the school year I was probably in the fifth grade and we had to turn in all of our paperwork for our free lunch… well the night before my mom filled out the paperwork with all the numbers they ask you about on those sheets as I turned it in to my teacher she asked me if I was sure those numbers were correct.

She asked me how many people were in my family. I told her yes they were correct my mom filled it out and that there were five of us… And she just shook her head and said how can you all leave on this…I told her I dunno we just did and went to go sit down… later that night I asked my mom how much we made and she told me not to worry about it… but later I found another sheet and look at all the calculations that were on it and realized that my mom and us four kids were living on less than $10,000 a year… we weren’t just poor we were below poverty level…

But we never went hungry! We had breakfast thanks to programs like WIC and we had lunch because we went to school and sometimes we’d have breakfast for dinner which we though was really awesome. And sometimes I remember my mom going to our family and friends that lived near by and asking for a care package. She was never too proud to ask for help… I guess you can’t be when you have kids to worry about huh. So our aunts or uncles or friends would give us food out of their fridges or take us shopping for a few necessities that would get us through the month, and we always returned the favor. Again that was just apart of life when we didn’t have we received and when we had we gave…

That took me back to always having to move every three or four years… I went back to the different schools I had been to and I tried to figure out what my teacher’s names were, and when I had met certain friends. And then I cried because it was a wonder that I had friends at all… or that I have friends now. And I simply said I do not want that for my children. I want them to have a stable home… and then a question that I have asked for years now was answered…

I always wondered why I never got to go anywhere else besides Fort Campbell, KY when I was in the Army… I mean after all I joined the military in part to travel…yet was never stationed anywhere but here… and then it hit me… because God wanted me to see that being in one place for an extended period of time was attainable. He knew that I needed stability. He knew that I needed to grow roots, and friends, and family. He knew that I needed to know how it felt to be still. He moved all my friends away over the years but not me… because I needed to be right here…this whole time.

I now realize that this very thing is the reason why I don’t want to leave. This whole time we’ve been talking about moving to Miami, in the back of my head I have still been screaming, “BUT I DON’T WANNA GO” and wondering why is this so hard, growing up I moved every three or four years, so why is it so hard now?

But now I know… It’s so hard now because I’ve finally had the opportunity to grow into a place, to feel it out, to see it change and grow and develop. This has truly, truly been my home and just like it was heart-wrenching to get on my first plane ride and leave my family when I joined the military because I was leaving everything I knew behind, this will be equally as hard. BUT that’s okay because I am still doing what the Lord wants me to do and just like He has taking care of me thus far He will continue take care of and comfort me through it all.

With that new-found clarity and peace and started my devotional and it was on Psalm 97:7 which says: All worshipers of images are put to shame, who make their boast in worthless idols; worship him all you gods! It went on to talk about how people get so caught up in worshiping everything else but Him yet they get put to shame maybe not right away but eventually because what they worshiped cannot save them. One of the examples they used was a prestigious title at a corporation… and that is exactly what I had been doing and the reason why I didn’t get that job… I had been chasing a title, one that I thought I needed in order to go to Miami not realizing that although I was praying to Him for it my heart had become divided.

Needless to say I repented, and thanked Him for moments earlier giving me peace about where He wanted me to be and most of all for being gentle with me even when I’ve sinned against Him. I’m sure it hurt Him for my heart to have been divided and as a consequence to my choice I’m sure it hurt Him in the most fatherly way (this is going to hurt me more than it hurts you) to not give me that job and to see my despair afterwards.

However I needed to be corrected and humbled quickly before I became destructive and forgetful. And so I rejoice in His discipline. Even though the position at Wal-Mart isn’t what I wanted He knows where I need to be and letting Him lead is alright with me, so I am going to apply for that job and wait knowing that He’s in control and is painting a great BIG picture with me in it…