Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts

Thursday, 17 September 2015

Tomorrow Today

by Lynette Love

"Jesus' Blood Burns the demons' Eyes

"As I am making my bed, I look up and Jesus is standing there.

Encounters with the King photograph
Encounters with the King
In the spirit we walk together out onto the porch where three demons are standing. Seeing us they immediately start screaming and covering their eyes.

"Why are they screaming my Lord?"

"It's my Blood. You are covered in My Blood and it's burning their eyes. It is like acid to them."  "

Tomorrow Today is a series of excerpts from books by Lynette Love, who regularly encounters heaven - and Jesus - and Holy Spirit - and Father - now, in this life, today. 

My prayer is that you also might experience Him, and that in your own daily walk you might hear His voice, and see His face, and know His love - now, in this life, today.

Lynette's books and e-books are all available on Amazon.com

© Lynette Love, used by permission.

Monday, 10 August 2015

Quips & Quotes

Napoleon Hill: Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit.

Monday, 22 June 2015

Quips & Quotes

Anonymous: The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials.

Thursday, 10 July 2014

The power of an apology

It would seem that apologies and violence against women are in the news.

1. David Cunliffe apologises for being a man, when speaking to a Women's Refuge Symposium, saying,
"I'm sorry. I don't often say it, but I'm sorry for being a man, right now. Because family and sexual violence is perpetrated overwhelmingly by men, against women and children."
After my initial cringe, the better side of me wants to believe his heart was in the right place, it just came out wrong. Unfortunately, in all the news and blog posts I've read, I haven't seen any comment from those who actually attended.

2. Regarding the Malaysian diplomat facing sex charges, Hone Harawira says on TV show Back Benches,
"I think all of the media, their heads should roll for making a big fuss about bugger all. There's kids starving in this country...."
followed up with an apology on his Facebook page...
“Sometimes I make little mistakes and sometimes I make big mistakes. The thing is, when you’re wrong, front up and deal with it. I made a BIG mistake last week, and here’s what I have to say about it …

I want to sincerely apologise if my comments on Backbenches may seem to have minimised the gravity of the situation regarding the young woman who asked police to investigate the complaint of sexual assault against the Malaysian diplomat.

I have reviewed the tape and I accept that my comments were not helpful at all. Sexual assault IS a big deal, and I applaud Tania Rose Billingsley for her brave and courageous appearance on television last night
."
Apart from the qualifiers i.e. "if my comments..." and "may seem to have minimized..." (which can only lessen the impact of the apology) he makes a pretty good fist of it.

In both these cases, the forum and the intent is key to the success or failure of the apology.

Some years ago, I was involved in a weekend forum where people, both men and women, came to deal with past hurts and offences done against them. 

The emotional and spiritual pain that people carry can often be overwhelming. Some deal with it by denying it, some by burying it, and some by lashing out at others, invariably against those closest. Hence any abuse is multi-leveled and can be difficult to successfully target.

We were also encouraged to address past failures of our own. There are two issues that are crucial: we need to face and acknowledge what has been done to us, and we must own up to what we have done, out of our own pain, to others.

It goes without saying then, that in the same way we need to apologise and be forgiven, we must also forgive.

But how can you deal with an offense or abuse, if the offender or the offended has since died, left the country or refuses to speak to you. Maybe approaching them would open yourself up to even more abuse, a very real scenario for many. Or if the offence happened so long ago it would just be wrong to hunt the person down and reopen the wound.

In one of the last sessions of the weekend, I was privileged to stand before a group of women, and stand in the gap, for men per se.

No, I didn't say I was sorry to be a man. What I did say was, "On behalf of the men who have hurt you, I apologise and I ask you to forgive me" - and it only took a little imagination and some recollection on my part to be specific about what I was apologising for.

And this was the effect:

It empowered them as women to be able to say, "I forgive you," and truly start their own journey of reconciliation and healing.

It empowered me as a man to not only feel some of the pain that men have caused, but to be a part of that healing process.

The power of an apology - and genuine forgiveness - should never ever be underestimated.

Tuesday, 15 April 2014

A Royal visit

Given that New Zealand is currently in the middle of a royal visit by Wills and Kate, at first I thought this post on Facebook was talking about royalty, and then I realised it was....
 "Imagine this... You enter a city and thousands come to greet you. You are celebrated as the greatest thing since sliced bread. No movie star, pop star, politician or royalty has ever received such welcoming. You have reached the top with all its perks, comforts, and benefits. You high-five, autograph posters, take selfies with babies, and even smile to the paparazzi.
 "All this, knowing in your heart and in your guts that your next days will not be what every human dreams of but what every human dreads; a journey to deep suffering and pain that no one has ever experienced before... not a triumph but a lesson in humbleness when you think you have achieved earthly greatness."
 (Found on Facebook, attributed to Sami Awad)
My take on it? Wo, what an amazingly vivid picture of Christ as he entered Jerusalem just three days before public opinion changed, and he was cruelly and mercilessly crucified.

Its relevance? I have to ask myself, who's approval am I looking for? How do I measure success? What am I focused on, thinking about? And, am I prepared to follow Him? Do I really believe I can have a share in the royal prize to which He subsequently attained? I know I want to.

Thursday, 31 October 2013

God I love temptation

God I love temptation....

It's like being at a lolly counter and the shopkeeper's been called away for just a minute. It's like the tantalising whiff of freshly-baked cookies. Better than the bash of endorphins after playing sport or a never-ending caffeine high. Like driving down a country road at 160km/h and wondering if you can slow down fast enough to get around the rapidly approaching corner. Or standing on the edge of a cliff knowing one rogue bluster of wind and it's all over. It's the thrill of being strapped into a rollercoaster looking down at the 50m drop ahead, and knowing you can't get off....

It's the one-off high and the freedom of a night on the town, leaving the cares of the world behind, just enjoying the moment. Like taking refuge in a fantasy where all is rosy and people actually like you. Where you can laugh at your fears and forget the reality of your own constant companion called Pain....

It's ignoring the mandatory hangover and repressing the regrets. It's forgetting the busted relationships and hoping that someday you might undo the harm, torturing yourself with unanswerable what-ifs. It's wishing you'd never been born and trying to cope with the self-inflicted war wounds. It's the inner torment, wondering if or when you'll get caught. It's the eternal hope that one day you might fill the emptiness and stem the loss, while hating yourself for crawling back to your chosen substitute, night after night after night....

God I hate temptation....