Blazing…

My Heart on Fire for Jesus
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Touch my heart with what touches yours,
Cause my fears to truly disappear,
Blend me in to heaven’s heartbeat,
Let me find peace at Your mercy seat.

I, I wanna be blazing for Your glory,
I wanna be wrapped in your arms
So You can breathe
Your life,
Your love,
Your righteousness in me… right into me.
Set me free from all that hinders me
And take me to the place,
Where I can see Your face,
And gaze into grace,
So I can light up the world only for Your glory,
Make me blaze and burn for You solely for Your glory.

Take my hand and lead me away,
Into zion, where I’ll forever stay.
Fill me up with power from on High,
Like eagles wings, cause me to fly.

Lord, I will go where You send me,
And I will do what You tell me.
I will never fade or fall away,
In You I will forever stay,
I will burn for You Lord!
Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!

Lyrics Written by Amorelle Lewinson. Not for reproduction or duplication without written consent!

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The Friend Search [Part 3]

So I’ve been talking about friendship and wish to continue on that same trend today.  I was just told a quote recently “if, when you come to the end of your life, you can count your friends on one hand, you’ve done well”. I like it! I am not yet at the end of my life but I believe I have so far done well (through Jesus) and if these friends are all I have at the end, then the saying would still be super, because it would mean I really had done well.  Today I want to show how being your self in the midst of persecution can bring the blessing you are praying to receive.

A couple years ago I was in a small church trying to enjoy the service.  I was just coming into serious relationship with Jesus and was experiencing certain manifestations of His anointing that was quite unusual for the little community I lived and also neighbouring ones. In my head  I thought my strides in Jesus was appreciated and I would be hailed, applauded and even lauded but no, they were chastising, castigating and condemning me. Lambasting me? Really??  I thought the idea as a young person was to be pure, chaste, loving God, loving people and getting deeper with Him daily.  Was it to conform to man’s ideas of God or transform my ideas and will to His? Isn’t it being pliable for Him to do whatever He wants however He wants? *sigh* I suffered much mockery, discrimination, nasty critical comments, segregation – you name it. I was labeled as demonized and parents forbade their children from speaking to me or to even come near my home. In my head, the fact that I was getting closer to Jesus everybody should be loving me for being dedicated, committed and pure.  I was totally devastated, discouraged and despondent when I found out it was otherwise.

It’s good to be ourselves in spite of what people say about us. Little did I know, while on the inside the church was fulminating me, on the outside someone was attracted to me.  An unsaved young lady was peering through the window while the service was in session and was keenly observing me and my body movements. There is an old song that we sing here in Jamaica that says: “When God gets ready you have to move”.  That is the only way I could describe what was happening to me.  Now in other parts of the world experiencing the anointing with obvious manifestations as I was emitting was normal, but in my small community that kind of shaking, trembling and vibrating was unusual and therefore was nothing more than “PURE DEMONS…ALL EVIL!”

The pure warm, ecstatic passionate caress of my Jesus’  loving heart, that entwined, interlaced and embraced my own wretched heart, brought about this spiritual convulsive uncontrollable body movement, that only he could commence and terminate.  It was a normal occurrence for me since it first began in our private worship time together but in public, it was foreign and therefore attributed to evil.  It surely was attractive to this young lady however, and I later found out it was one of the major factors that led her to Jesus’ saving grace. She wanted what the others were rejecting. Ironic Isn’t is?  After she received Jesus in her heart, we became friends but socially. We did not attend the same church, but because we had a mutual friend, at times we would hang out, worship together and just had fun in Jesus. Due to all the negatives that were constantly being said around her regarding me, we became distant because she was confused and fearful of me and all the “demonic infestation” I could cause to happen to her.  [I now find it hilarious when I recall those days].  So she avoided and basically withdrew from me. *Sigh*

As fate would’ve had it about 2 years later, our churches met together at a retreat and while there the Lord spoke through me these words to her during one of the worship services: “You have a wonderful heart.  I love that about you”.  I walked off and went back to worship.  I didn’t know what happened to her if anything.  I was later told that after I said it, she felt like something fell off her back onto the floor and in that instant she lost her fear and negative perceptions of me.  We left the retreat as friends and we have been friends ever since. *yay!!*

Naliesha has become one of the few persons in my life I consider as a true friend.  She puts me before herself, prays for me constantly, encourages me immensely, believes in me, elevates me and totally loves me for who I am – flaws and all!  * marvelous*  That day, the Lord delivered her from all her junk regarding me and changed her thoughts, ideas, preconceived notions and behaviour about me.  She permitted all the garbage she collected about me to be the fertilizer for the growth and development of a wonderful friendship now between us. God answered the prayer of my heart for true friends.  It took a while but He did. In this situation, it took me being myself in the midst of persecution to bring it into play.  I remind you yet again: don’t reject anyone because a person’s thorns may be just what you need to unveil your own rose that is hidden inside of you.

Fact Keeper or Truth Seeker? Part 1

Love is wonderful yet terrible thing.  If you have ever been hurt by someone then you can understand that statement.  Before meeting my husband I had the Devil’s brother for a boyfriend [soon to be husband] or so I had thought.

I met someone who I was certain was sent by God.  Man, we were in love but now I reminisce and realize we were actually “in lust”. Lol.  Anyway, it never ended so well as I found out that this guy graduated Magna cum laude from “The School For Compulsive Liars”.   The relationship that started out as a simple friendship ended in brokenness and tears.

I decided I did not want anybody in my life after all I underwent. Seriously being rejected by my church and friends due this relationship. I had so much pent up pain, hurt and regrets inside of me that I could not function within my destiny.  Felt like the entire world had turned against me.  I would leave work late in the nights and leave for work early so I never had the chance to encounter anyone. I eventually had to leave my church to go to an unknown church that God had shown and sent me and that’s where I was healed and delivered so that my life could go on purposefully.  That took almost a year and just when I was comfortably thankful in this new church family and was being drafted to sing on the worship team [which was a huge deal] and do other stuff within that church, the Lord told me it was time to return to my old church to “forgive and mend the shattered past I had left there”. I thought to myself  “Just kill me Jesus rather than sentencing me to such cruelty”.  You cannot begin to imagine how difficult that was for me to return after the way they had treated me. Good Lord!  I tarried for weeks. I DID NOT WANT TO RETURN – I WAS TOTALLY BITTER AGAINST THEM.

You need to understand the public humiliation and disgrace they caused in my life. Let me give you one scenario:  While I was dating the guy the then pastor, went on the podium just before public service was closed and just announced “Well, today we will choose a new youth leader, Family Life Ministry secretary and Choir leader”  Those were all positions I held within the church. Just like that.  Nobody had called me in a private meeting to brief me that this was going to be done and so tell me to be prepared or something like that. My church family began looking at me some nodding approvingly, while others clapped and some just stared at me and laughed while the visitors were wondering what in earth is happening.  Then the gossiping and pointing of finger in my direction began. You see, they all believed my behaviour with this guy was inappropriate and so I should be relieved of those positions and that is the procedure that the process took. Smile, Amazing.  Funny thing is, it so happened that the guy’s car broke down at my gate after a date and was there for a while since the part that he needed to fix it, he did not get and was told he had to wait for at least 3 days before it would arrive. He said a wrecking service would be too expensive (which is honestly true) so he parked it in my yard and left it there. In reality the part actually took a whole week so He was not at my house but his car was in my yard. My mom was away on vacation and so only my friend (who is 10 years my senior) and I were home. You could see how the wrong conclusions could have been drawn. Easily!

Albeit nobody bothered to even ask me what was going on.  I made sure the guy never even visited during this time nor did we go out together, fearing someone would see and have more ammunition with which to shoot me.  That didn’t matter.  I was coffined for that act of foolishness [allowing his car to be left there for such a long time] and buried for unrighteousness and immorality – of course.

You know, I have learnt a lot from my experiences in life, negative and positive alike.  One of the greatest  is “things are not always as they appear to be”.  Watching movies like, CSI, Law and Order also NCIS have taught me that too.  Sometimes, even when the apparent evidence tells one story, the truth is always usually hidden below the surface.

The same applies to God’s word – The Bible. I have come to realize that many people read the bible but never actually “RE-EE-AD THE BIBLE”.  God’s truth/ revelation is usually hidden beneath the surface of the words. It has to be unveiled and revealed. That comes through a deep searching for Him not just the facts or evidences of what was read. So you can have people who know their bible in verbatim but don’t believe in the Author of the bible.  They have no revelation of the truth because they never left the surface to find the Truth-Teller. So they make their own deductions and judgments simply off facts and not truth. Fact is never the best place to stop.  Seek the truth. Jesus is the Way to truth while being Truth in and of himself.  That’s awesome!  So when you find Him, you’ve literally found it all.

Let me encourage you today to get deeper into whatever venture you are involved. Push yourself. There is a level greater than fact.  It’s called truth. Remember, things are not always as they appear to be. So tell me are you a truth seeker or a fact keeper?

PRICELESS!!

Last week I was ministering in a youth weekend crusade and the most amazing thing happened.  After giving the word the power of God began to move mightily on the young ppl.  Our team was busy catching people who were falling under the power of God and just overall showing the love of Jesus to the young people there.

When we were closing I saw a few young men sitting at the back of the church.  I gave an altar call but none of them responded.  So the Lord told me to call the one sitting in the middle, so I did exactly that.  He came.  I asked him if he was a Christian, He said: “no”.  I asked him if he wanted to give his heart to Jesus.  He said he was not ready. So I said: “ok”.  I then proceeded to do something I felt the Lord was asking me to do.  I held onto his hands without saying a word.  Then the most amazing thing happened.  My Jesus began to touch him.  His power began to flow through me and the young man started to tremble and quake.  I asked him what was happening to him. He did not respond. He stood there with his eyes closed and trembling so hard even his clothes was vibrating on him.  So I said: “My Jesus is touching you isn’t He?”  He bowed his head and said “yes”.  I said to him: “Jesus loves you that’s why He is touching you.  He wants you to experience Him.  Through an encounter with Him, you can have a new life if you give him your heart and make him Lord and Saviour of your life”.

The sweet presence of God began to flow through him. It was awesome to watch.  Jesus loves us so much.  I left him to go minister to some other young people and then when I returned he was on his knees praying.  Isn’t that just super?  That is priceless.  Only Jesus’ love can truly transform a life for the better and bring one into peace and solace.

I asked him again if he wanted Jesus.  He said “YES”.  I asked him why.  He said: “Because I now realize that Jesus does love me”  That is priceless.

People want something that is real especially young people.  The outside world has so much to offer and most of it is so fleeting and does not bring untamed, pure and true joy.  Yes it makes us happy but real joy comes from serving Jesus with all our heart, soul and mind.  When we find true love in him,  that is priceless.

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Remember Jesus loves you and just wants you to get to know him so you can see that He has great plans for your life.  If you don’t know Him would you please consider giving him your heart today?  You will find that life in him the right way is simply PRICELESS!!!

*Interesting*

I find something quite interesting…I don’t know how you feel about it…but, I find its so easy for us to be passionate and talk about the things we love – food, clothes, shoes, movies, games etc. but when it comes to the things of God the same passion cannot be found.

I was talking with some young people who say they love Jesus, love him very much actually, however when I got into the nitty, gritty of things and began to ask about their relationship with this Jesus that they say they love, everyone was at a loss for words… they all became silent, well more like dumbstruck. I tell you, it really blows my mind.  Whenever I ask how comes they are in love but cannot speak about Him and their relationship, all I keep hearing is “Pastor Amorelle, its just different”  My question is Why?  You know.  So I asked, “why is it different? Is it difficult for you to speak of your partners, food, movie stars, all these things that we say we love and are passionate about?  They all said no.  ”So why is it so hard when it concerns God or the things of God”  They all replied “Its just different”.

So I end up right back at the beginning. Always!  I would really love if someone could help me to understand the difference and difficulty.  I honestly don’t understand.  My psyche is in a twist over it you know.  If you love Him and are in an intimate relationship with Him, why is it so hard to speak of him, speak to him or worship him in front of others like…friends and family?  I often wonder how it makes Jesus feels you know, because I feel bad and I am not Him.

Could it be that we truly don’t love Him like we say we do?  or maybe we love him in our closets and not in public, Or maybe we want to love him on our terms:- only half-way because the full-way takes too much out of us, Or maybe…. maybe…. I don’t know. I just don’t know.

I just dont get it…I do need help understanding or even different perspectives on this thing.  What do you think?

W.W.R

TRUE WORSHIP IS:  “WORSHIP WITHOUT RESTRICTIONS” [of every kind including: the eyes, the thoughts, the feelings, and the actions of others]

When was the last time you gave Jesus some?

*The Best You*

The first time God told me that he was proud of me, I was absolutely amazed.  I could not believe that he would say such a thing when in my head, I was far from being the type of child who could make my heavenly Father proud.  I did not believe that in anyway, I was so pleasing to God because, I was not reading my Bible enough, praying enough, worshiping enough, tithing enough, giving enough …anything enough as a matter of fact.   [It was crazy] How could God be pleased with me?

You know, I asked him such a question and he responded: “I do not see as you see my child. I see your heart and your heart has made me proud of you”. I was pleasantly surprised, quite humbled and felt absolutely loved all at once. [Quite a rush of mixed emotions] I know God says in his word that His thoughts are not our thoughts but I really did not even look on it from that angle.   God was proud of me simply because I am me.  [Thats great]. I did not have to put on an act, aim to do the impossible by works, try to please man, get all religious, or create a faux me…nope.  All I did [and am doing] is be the best me that I can be.  Simple enough I’d say.  Jesus is pretty simple when you examine him, his ways and his requests.  Its us who always complicate things. [tsk, tsk, tsk]

Let me encourage you my friend.  No matter what happens live your life try to –  as Peter says “please God rather than man”. Do your best daily to please Jesus with your lifestyle and God will pour out his best on you.  I saw a personal status message somewhere that I will borrow and re-modify a bit.  “As much as it may suck to be you sometimes, its much better to be you than anyone else”. God made us all individually unique and special and so all he asks is that you portray his workmanship by being the best you that you can be.  Seriously, thats not too much to ask –  is it?

Psalms 139:14 –  ”Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.” (NLT)

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A Lullaby For You

Today I was caught in a bit of a downer.  Due to some situations that occurred, I found myself doubting greatly some of the promises God has told me.   Have you ever had a time when God has told you a thing, you know its God, yet only some persons [if any] are able to concur with what you are confident about and are feeling in your spirit? Worst if someone influential in your life can barely see it too?  Its horrible because it makes you doubt God and His promises towards you and your life in general.   I found that happening to me  and I had to run back to God in prayer and much brokenness asking him for re-assurance concerning what he has told me.  I brought God to a place like Gideon where I was asking: “God if this is really so, then let this or that happen as proof…”. {Judges 6}.  I call it “Gideonism.”

Conveniently enough, before He Rhema, He Logos.  He sent me to a few passages of scripture which eventually caused me to break out into William McDowell’s - “Wrap Me in Your Arms” worship song.  I started to listen it and after that set the tone and pace for worship, I went to one of my all-time favourite worship songs by Hillsong – “With Everything” [its such a powerful angelic song].   All I wanted was the arms of my heavenly Dad to come and Father me while I give Him my everything.  I spent a great deal of time in intense worship because I needed Him so badly.

You know I often wonder why we are always talking negatively about the children of Israel in the Bible when most of the times we are just like them.  It’s simply that our time is more modern and circumstances are different in accordance to our era but I have found that when those circumstances shake us, we tend to want to doubt God in spite of all he had previously done for us.  He may have just rescued us from our Egypt of slavery; our bondage of whatever kind (sickness, a dead-beat boyfriend/girlfriend, enemies, friends); cause to leave with a massive wealth transfer (like keeping our jobs when everyone else is being laid off) and yet as we get to the red sea of whatever kind (like an unexpected financial crisis), we begin to doubt his capabilities. [tsk, tsk, tsk] Then I find,  if he does get us across the Red Sea of trials and troubles we start to doubt again when another hurdle comes up (like the children of Israel who needed food and water in the dessert) as if he had not provided a way of help not too long ago.  [I am guilty as charged].

In the midst of my broken, aching heart and seemingly wounded spirit, he came…HE DID!  As I nursed and held my child in my arms, he came and held me in His arms.  I poured my concerns upon him.  I lamented and bemoaned all that was happening to me.  It was like a release to me.  Like a Jail break… ahhh, hmm.    As I told him, “Lord, all I want to do is please you” He responded “Then just believe me.  It gives me the greatest pleasure when my children simply trust me against all odds”.  As he spoke to me in His gentle persuasion,  it mended my heart slowly but surely.  It was like Zepheniah who writes that ‘He rejoices over us with singing’. It was like he played a harp of comfort, wove a basket of love, sewed a blanket of peace or like pouring antibiotic over my open sore.  It began to heal me, comfort me, solace me and it made me ecstatic to know that the King of all heaven and earth knows me and cares enough about me, to attend to me when I need him.

It made me realize that I am not just a statistic to God [neither are you]. I am a person to him – one of his precious children whom He loves and wants to help.  He cares!  He really does.  He stayed with me, speaking words to me.  So in essence, he spoke himself to me sine he is the word and Light.  That light did shine in my darkness and I understood it and was glad that to me he has given the power to become his child because I have received him. [How heart warming]

My friend, whatever promises God has made to you, just trust him to fulfill them.  Even if situations are coming against you.  He gets joy, just to know that we believe him against all odds.  However, if you find yourself doubting because of circumstances, just remember that you can always call him and ask one more time.  He will answer like any good Father would.  Who knows, he may just sing a lullaby for you.

Zephaniah 3:17 – KJV

The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.

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*It’s Not Over*

As I told y’all, camp was a blast. It was life-changing which was the prayer I prayed in all sincerity. I noticed something quite interesting about the houses that gave me some revelation that I had to tell you guys.  We had three houses at camp: Nelson, Fullwood and Romans. The names represent our Pastor and two of the deacons in the church. By the final sporting day of the camp – the Saturday, Romans seemed to be losing everything and all its members appeared to have given up.  My husband, because he had to work was unable to be at the camp full time but came after work each night. When he came in on Saturday, and saw that all the Romans members had literally thrown in the towel, he decided to join that group and help them along.

My husband is a natural “vibes man” [well, when he wants to be] and a great motivator.  Therefore as soon as he joined he began his inspiring speech and life seemed to somehow return to the group.  Despite the fact that the group was in last place [a faaarrr last place] by the end of the outdoor sports, they were neck and neck for the second spot.  When all the indoor games were finished and the scores tallied, Romans was in second place and shooting close to the first.  It was amazing, the transformation that took place among the members after they were motivated into re-possessing hopes of wining.

This tells me something that no matter how bad a situation gets, if we hold onto hope, it gives us the extra strength we need to push on, even if we thought we had lost it.  When the camp came to an end on Sunday, and the winning group was announced, it created a huge hurray.  Nelson won over Romans by only three points. Though Romans did not win everyone was absolutely amazed, the margin by which they lost in comparison to how far behind they were in the previous days.  If there was one more event, for certain they would win [without the shadow of a doubt]. Then I noticed that instead of being upset at their lost, the Romans group and others were actually happy at the outcome and everyone [or most of the campers] shared in eating the cake of the winning house.

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The point of this story, I must emphasize is not about winning or losing.  It is about hope. I have seen that many times, life can throw its own games at us and we feel like we are losing in everything we do.  We look around and all our friends are winning [sometimes our enemies too].  They have all the bling, all the cash, all the opportunities, all the fame, all the clothes, all the friends, all the cars, all the VIP access, all the best things in life and we have little or nothing. We might be trying our very best and even more than our best in our eyes and yet we just can’t seem to get a break – to win.  It can cause us great discouragement. We most times want to give up – just throw in the towel…but DON’T! I can guarantee that God is looking at you and saying: “you know, my son/daughter needs help and some inspiration so I will join him/her and cheer him/her on”. So he calls all of heaven together and the cheer leading begins. Just like my husband He starts with motivation:

“You can do it because greater is he that is in you {thats Me}, than he that is in the world {the enemy}. I am with you alway{s}.  I will never leave you alone. I have started a good work in you and I will be faithful to complete it. Due to the fact that nothing is impossible for me, with me by your side, you can do anything. So take courage, be not afraid of anything or anyone for I love you and have given you power and you will overcome and be victorious against all odds. {Phil. 4:13, Matt. 28:20, 1 John 4:4, Phil. 1:6, Luke 18:27, Phil 4:19, Jer. 1:8, Luke 10:19, Jer. 31:3, 1 John 2:13}.

Now that He has encouraged you, just believe him and take courage.  Let hope begin to rise in you once again because unlike the camp that needed one more event for Romans to win, there will always be one more circumstance in life where, with Jesus, you can win. All of heaven is cheering for you.  Can you see angelic cheer leaders with their spiritual pom poms saying: “Go, go, go, gooo…you can make it and you will.  We are all here for you and your Father, the All-Time Champion is on your side”.

My friend, don’t surrender just yet.  Let the white flag stay in its place.  Take out your red flag signifying the blood of Jesus.  Do not be discouraged. Its not over until He says it is over and what did he say? “…be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9 NLT.

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*All You*

I had a fun childhood I would say.  I am an only child and so I was always in the company of adults.  My mom would always carry me around [like a handbag] with her everywhere she went. I had lots a fun. However all of this came to a screeching halt after entering high school.  Coming out of my neighbourhood where everybody was one, there was no  differentiation between skin colour and minor trivialities of that nature.  Upon entering high school I realized I was in a total different world where prejudice was the norm and discrimination was a lifestyle.  This was the first time I was extremely conscious of the fact that I was Black. Due to this, I developed a really low self-esteem.  To add to the prejudice within the school, the neighbouring school [an all-boys school] would lay wait the girls who walked to the bus stop [I went to an all-girls school] and grade them [out loud] on looks, colour, figure and stuff like that.  I would be so fearful when the bell rings for us to go home, because I know there is a section of the roadway where they locate and they would always tease me about my skin colour [and I used to walk with with an half-white girl] and it made me feel horrible about myself.

Thankfully they never had negatives about anything except my skin colour but that alone was enough.  Sometimes they would comment “She looks nice but too black”. [It would really hurt] It went on to get so bad that I decided to buy certain chemicals to bleach my skin colour so I would become fair like most of the girls at school.  The day I decided to do so, I was quite scared but had  convinced myself and cemented in my mind that it was the “right” thing to do so I could live peacefully and enjoy my teen years in school.  I thought to myself : “just think, in a few months you can look like them. Sure the process will be painful but so many persons are doing it.  You would not be the first and you certainly will not be the last”.

So I entered the drug with timidity. I looked around to see if there was anyone who knew me because I was still a Christian and it would look really awful and began an instant gossip, if I was noticed by anyone I knew.  Realizing that I was not acquainted with anyone, I geared up myself to proceed. I was just about to order when a lady walked in the store all loud and rambunctious.   I turned to look at her and saw the most unsightly image.  She was obviously bleaching her skin and it went  ALL wrong.  Now she was pink and black and yellowish [literally]. I nearly fainted.  Just then the Holy Spirit said to me: “Is that how you wish to look my child?” I was baffled.  The attendant asked: “Miss what do you need?” I was speechless. She repeated: “Hello, do you need something?” I looked at her and shook my head from side to side: “No..no… thanks.  I don’t need anything at all.  Thank you”. I stepped out of the line and stood beside the door dumbfounded.  “What was I thinking?” I asked myself and tears began to fill my eyes. I walked out of the drug store that day thanking God for saving me from making the biggest mistake I would have ever made up to that time. By the time I hit the 10th grade, many more blacks had entered the school and so the prejudices had subsided a bit and my final two years were not as torturous and tormenting as the first two.  It did not totally stop but at least it cooled down to the point where it could be ignored and hence endured.

A few months after leaving high school, I attended service at a particular church when in the middle of the worship, a lady who was unfamiliar to me at time began to pray and speak in tongues. As I worshiped,  I heard her coming closer to me until she stopped right by my seat.  She laid her hands on me and began to prophesy over me.  In the midst of it I heard her say: “Lord, she does not love herself at all but Father, I pray that You will change that and allow her to see herself through your eyes in Jesus’ name”. I tell you friend, by the time I got home that night and looked in the mirror, it was like I saw myself for the first time in 18 years. I realized I was beautiful and so was my colour. My slender frame was perfect, my figure was curvaceous and I was all around wonderfully crafted into a masterpiece. [glory to Jesus]. I never saw myself the same again and my low-self esteem was replaced with a healthy one that magnifies God for his handiwork in my life.

All of us have idiosyncrasies and quirks about ourselves that we just do not like, but we must always remember that God was not asleep when he created us.  He knows and does all things well. I do not know what may be bugging you, about you today.  Listen, come to terms with it.  Make peace with it.  Love and cherish it because He made you just right.  Even if you may be lame in any way, He is whole and your true wholeness comes from him not necessarily your physical appearance. Remember today:

“We are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago”. Eph. 2:10 NLT

Don’t be dismayed about how you look because in Jesus’ eyes you are marvelous, beautiful and wonderful. He knows every inch of your body and loves you just the way He made you.

“Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother’s womb. I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made…what a creation! You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared before I’d even lived one day”. Psalms. 139:13-16 Msg.

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