While the world is striving to attain perfection, I realize the only perfect One took my place, as a perfect sacrifice, on a cross. Through Him my weaknesses are made strong. I'm not afraid to be different, because I AM different. I'm a child of The Most High. I can be imperfect because I am loved by a Perfect God.



Praying for Direction. Lift by Prayer. Working for Peace. Labor by Power. Driven by Love. Love by Patience. Living by Faith. Live by Presence. Held by Hope. Learn by Faith.


Saturday, June 11, 2011

Slow Fade

The same thought has popped into my head three times today, so I decided I might as well blog about it.

I was playing with Ginger earlier today. I would hide her bone under me. She would run from side to side trying to get it. But I always blocked her, good defense, lol. Finally she stopped playing, snuggled up next to me, let me pet her and started licking me.
Then...
           She quickly moved in to get her bone.
                                                                    Sucess!

I can't help but wonder if that's how we are with the devil. We play these little cat and mouse games. But it's ok as long as we have the advantage and everything is on our terms.  Then we become comfortable, and we let our guard down. We are no longer playing with the idea of sin, but we have given in to the temptation and become distracted by the pleasures of sin. The next thing you know, the devil is running off with your soul.

I'm doing a study on Ezra and Nehemiah. They responded to problems with prayer. When Nehemiah began his work, he recognized the problem, prayed right away, and then acted onm the problem.  Prayer and action go hand in hand. Through prayer, God guides our preparation, teamwork, and efforts to carry out His will.

In Nehemiah 7, he assigns people to stand guard of the wall they rebuilt. Some were sentries, but everyone kept watch on the wall outside their house. He told them to keep the gates closed during the hottest part of the day.  They were protecting themselves and doing preventative measures. If one family didn't watch their portion of the wall, that would have been a weak spot for the enemy to come in.

If you're not listening to the Man of God, or protecting yourself, then you will find yourself susceptible to the enemy. When you are not using preventative procedures, you become a weak spot. This leaves the people around you less strong, and also allows the enemy to creep in. Then the battle comes from inside, not on the outside. Think of it as The Great Trojan Horse. The enemy wreaks havoc, creating confusion, causing dissencion, stirring up strife, resulting in spiritual death.

It's a slow fade.

Be careful little eyes what you see


It's the second glance that ties your hands as darkness pulls the strings

Be careful little feet where you go

For it's the little feet behind you that are sure to follow



It's a slow fade when you give yourself away

It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray

Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid

When you give yourself away

People never crumble in a day

It's a slow fade, it's a slow fade



Be careful little ears what you hear

When flattery leads to compromise, the end is always near

Be careful little lips what you say

For empty words and promises lead broken hearts astray



It's a slow fade when you give yourself away

It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray

Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid

When you give yourself away

People never crumble in a day



The journey from your mind to your hands

Is shorter than you're thinking

Be careful if you think you stand

You just might be sinking



It's a slow fade when you give yourself away

It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray

Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid

When you give yourself away

People never crumble in a day

Daddies never crumble in a day

Families never crumble in a day



Oh be careful little eyes what see

Oh be careful little eyes what you see

For the Father up above is looking down in love

Oh be careful little eyes what you see

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