In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Bookworm.”
I read an awesome book by Leif Hetland titled “Baptism of Love”. It has really made me aware of how much we need the Holy Spirit’s help to truly love. Jesus didn’t say that they will know we are his disciples if we refrain from choking each other. Nor did he say to tolerate one another. He said to love one another as he loved us. A very difficult assignment if we are walking carnally.
To truly love others as Jesus did is not something humanely possible. At least for me, it is not possible without supernatural assistance. Leif describes in his book, how he received the baptism of love by the Holy Spirit, and how it radically transformed his life. Loving the “unlovable” requires such a baptism.
My personal prayer is to receive such a baptism of love. I also pray that the Church (every denomination) will be open to believe in and receive more of the fullness of God and the Holy Spirit. A supernatural love, a supernatural life – that is normal Christianity.
Even though I get frustrated with technology at times, I am very appreciative of the opportunity to listen to and read the thoughts of other followers of Christ from around the world. I’ve learned so much, and I trust that Holy Spirit will continue to guide me to new revelation from studying the word and learning from others. So I would like to share a blog called “In My Father’s House” by Mel Wild. He expresses so clearly the things I have been studying and trying to understand. The following link is for a group of his blogs that blow me away. I’m sure they will bless you, too.
The starting point? I don’t know the starting point. The result? Yes, I am all too familiar with the result. Fear, anxiety, depression, illness, confusion – a long list of dysfunction. Amazingly, despite my journey of self-destruction, my Father continued to sustain, preserve, and guide me to His destiny.
My eyes unveiled, dawn breaks forth, freedom calls me to new territory. New territory in the Kingdom of God – set aside especially for me by my glorious Father. He’s been waiting for my return. He never once stopped looking, scanning the horizon for me. “Father, I’m home!”
This is something a little different and a bit personal. It is journal and conversation with our heavenly Father told from the perspective of a child.
Today I got lost. I couldn’t find my way home. Dark. Cold. Rain. My tears mingled and merged with the rain.
“Papa, where am I? Have you forgotten your little girl?”
“Child, I will never by any means leave you or forsake you. I love you with an everlasting love, and I am the light of your feet. Child, look up! Your deliverance is at hand.”
I got saved today. Lying in the grime all alone, my tears ran out. But someone beautiful picked me up, washed away the grime, wrapped me in warmth, and mended my tatters.
“Papa, how? Why?”
“My little lamb, how could I not search for you and find you and bring you home? I sent my beloved Son, because I love you. I gave him for you – to save you, to heal you, to love and protect you.”
I received a beautiful, glorious robe today. Jesus gave it to me. It’s called the Robe of Righteousness. He gave it to me for free, but it cost him so very much. He bought it for me because he loves me.
“Child, wear the robe always. You honor and glorify my Son when you accept the gifts he gives you. Be consumed in our love.”
I discovered a great treasure today – Me! I am like a treasure chest with marvelous treasures hidden inside waiting to be brought out. Papa, showed me this story about the Kingdom of God. It is like a man who found a great treasure, and sold all that he had to purchase it. Jesus gave up everything to purchase me, because I am of great value.
“It is hard for me to understand, Papa. I don’t feel worthy?”
“My jewel, you are worth the best of heaven coming to earth to save you. No one is “worthy”, because all have sinned and fallen short. But you are of great value and worth it!”
I’ve decided that I need to start writing again. At one time in my life, my dream was to be a writer. That dream was set aside, because I was encouraged to be more practical. So after many years of not writing anything except work related documents and a few Facebook posts, I am going to try to dust off those writer brain cells to see if they work. Naturally my grammar and sentence structure have suffered years of neglect, but practice and kind feedback will surely improve them. So my goal is to post at least one blog per week. As the name of my blog suggests, my overall subject is the great love of our Daddy God. My prayer is that some one will be encouraged, feel loved, encounter our savior at a deeper level, and be blessed by my simple thoughts that result when I spend time with Father.