I’m Not Angry, I’m . . .
Annoyed. Indignant. Irritated. Displeased. Provoked. Disappointed. Sad. Upset. Annoyed. Frustrated. Perturbed. Tired. Numb. Do any of these words sound familiar? Every one of them is a word that indicates anger but is often used to avoid the actual term.
Forgiving Ourselves
Today’s post is copied from the TGIF blog. The post touched and taught me; I hope you have the same reaction. Forgiving Ourselves TGIF Today God Is First Volume 1 by Os Hillman Monday, June 08 2015 “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify…
Blessing Overcomes Curses
Do you have a problem with bitterness? If so, you are definitely not alone. Anger that is not surrendered to the Lord can easily morph into bitterness. If you have generational sin, curses, and vows in your family line, it may not even have started with you. Survivors of ritual abuse fall squarely into this…
Blessing is an Important Part of Forgiveness
Have you ever gone through the motions of forgiving someone but still had a problem with anger, even bitterness, over what they’d done? I’m not going to say that’s a sign you haven’t forgiven, but it certainly indicates the process hasn’t been completed. Scripture commands us to put away bitterness (Colossians 3:8, Ephesians 4:31). It…
How Can You Miss What You Never Had?
Think about it: how can you miss something you never had? Easy. You understand that you lost something potentially precious. That understanding may be on a conscious level, or it may be below the surface. But that depth of loss can certainly lead to grief. That question really bugs me. It’s like asking a woman…
Using Your Authority on Your Own Behalf is Not Selfish
Were you taught as a child to never vote for yourself, to always let others go first, and to not be selfish? Me, too. However, using your God-given authority to help yourself is not only permissible, it’s imperative. And it definitely is not selfish. It’s a powerful, God-given weapon.
Curses and Demons and Vows, Oh My!
As a teenager, I was in my church’s touring youth choir. One balmy night in Arizona most of the girls gathered in a motel room to pray together. It all started going south when someone declared a demon was present, and soon a bunch of nearly hysterical