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Thursday, July 6, 2017

Unshackled Moments ~ July 6, 2017 ~ It's All Worship

I struggled yesterday. My sermon prep had not gone as smoothly as I liked, although I am grateful that I was able to put my body to productive use while my mind and spirit worked together on some of the issues I was having. At least I finally finished all the framework for the chicken coop and run that I have been building for Leah for a little over two months now. I have felt a lot of resistance as I have prepared for and given the first few messages from the book of Ephesians, the current sermon series. Not the kind of resistance that makes me question if I should be doing it, but more like there are giants over there, and I am starting to see myself like a grasshopper. Maybe that's why God addressed that in what He gave me for the first message, Who Are You?

The first three messages all went longer than I like. I try to keep sermons around 45 minutes, shorter if I can, because, well, we don't have time and attention spans for long messages. As I went into Ephesians however, the times began creeping into the 50 to 55 minute ranges. Why am I going on about all of this? Because this morning as I prayed I began to understand a couple of things that I went through yesterday evening, and that they are issues that concern us all.

I spent a lot of time trying to get my notes to the point where I could keep last night's message at 40 minutes or less. Then, when I went to transfer the notes from my computer to my tablet I discovered that my tablet had no charge. I mean no charge. It wouldn't even power on, 0% battery. I began to stress. I needed the notes. Without them it takes me longer because I have to talk my way through transitions between segments of the message while trying to remember where the message is going. That may sound strange, but that's how it works for me. I don't write out my sermons like speeches or practice and memorize them like I did with public speaking contests in high school. I fill my head and heart with the information and a general idea/message, pray that the Spirit guides me and begin to share on the topic. If I have notes, I can be more precise with and between the points and therefore take less time saying it all.

I say that, but the week before I had notes and still went 51 minutes. So maybe I'm totally wrong. Doesn't matter. I felt like I needed the notes and didn't have them. So I tried to get it all straight and sorted in my mind. Then we got to the church and the time came to enter into to worship and begin the most important part of the service, and instead of doing what I was there to do I was stressing over self-imposed time constraints.

The most important part of a church service is not the preacher standing at the pulpit or lectern and doing his thing. The most important part is where each individual enters into worship. That's why they're called worship services. The point of church is not to give or hear a sermon. It's not to fellowship with other believers. It's certainly not to earn brownie points for attendance with God or people. And it's not to make us look good or make social and business connections with the right people by showing that we are like-minded and religious. The point, the purpose, of church is worship. We've come to worship Him, or at least we should have come to worship Him. Fellowship is good and important, but it is not more important than our hearts responding to Daddy and getting close to Him and recognizing Him, who He is and His nature and love for us. Hopefully the sermon is full of truth that transforms and feeds the soul, but hearing and receiving the word should be a part of our worship, not more important, less important or separate.

Our lives should be worship, and cooperate worship service is simply when our lives that are already acts of worship come into proximity with others and we worship together as an assembly or group. That's the ideal anyway. And I forgot that for a little while. It is a grave responsibility to preach the word, and I take it seriously. But it isn't only less important than entering in to worship, it isn't possible to do it in and by the Spirit without it being an act of and a part of worship. I don't start worshiping with the music portion of the service and then stop and preach when worship is over. I am worshiping God as I preach, and I pray that others are worshiping Him as they listen. Otherwise we're all wasting our time.

I messed up and began trying to put everything in this nice box and worried more about the structure and time constraints than simply worshiping Daddy, listening to Him and sharing what He gave me. I had to repent of that, and I did so before I began to preach. I prayed that I would share what He would have me share, no more and no less, and then began. No one had that look that said you're losing them, better wrap this thing up, you're going too long. It felt right. It felt like it went OK. It felt like about 45 minutes to me. I closed and stopped the recording. It was the longest message yet, An hour and a minute. I nearly cried. I nearly laughed. This morning I let the time thing go. Now that I'm not making it the crucial aspect of my prep, who knows, maybe the Spirit will guide me into a shorter sermon. But my time issue is not going to be the guiding factor. It's not the most significant thing.

That may seem like it doesn't have anything to do with you, Dear Reader, but it does. You may not be concerned with what message you're bringing or giving or whatever, but maybe what I went through can be an illustration and reminder for us all. Our lives are to be acts of worship. Worship is not the music that frames a sermon. It is not even only what happens in a church building. We worship with our entire lives. And that means that any time we are with another believer we are worshiping together. Part of that worship is to edify and encourage each other. Part of it is to lift up and care for one another.  We are there to serve one another, to help. But most of all, we are there to increase our conscious awareness of the presence of Daddy, to come together to reflect His love, His glory and who He is.

Where? When I say we are there, where is there? Wherever the assembly is. In our home. In a car. At the store. In a park as our children play. At work. And yes,  in a building at a set time. Wherever two or more who believe gather, it should be in His name, because wherever we are alone, we should be doing whatever we are doing in a way that takes us closer to Him, that reflects who He is, His love, His power, His way of life and His glory. Work, chores, play. They are all part of the worship service of our lives, as much as church. So any time we are doing anything with another disciple of Jesus it is an assembly of the saints. The first priority is to worship Him. The second is to serve one another and build each other up. Love God. Love others. Then comes the rest, whether that means, putting a fishing line in the water, or completing the assignment at work, or making sure you're getting everything you need to at the store, or singing and listening to a message or even sharing a message. Whatever we do, we do it unto Him, by Him, through Him, as His.

This has already getting long, so I'll save the second point for tomorrow and close with a scripture. Have a blessed day, Dear Reader, and my your day be a reflection of His love and an act of worship.

Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship.
- Romans 12:1


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The Fullness Of Jesus

Dalyn Woodard returns to the book of Ephesians and the topic of our identity and what it can enable us to do when we remember who we are. It's not enough for us to know who we are intellectually. We must know it fully and functionally The message,  "The Fullness Of Jesus" is about an hour long and was recorded at Nacogdoches Christian Fellowship on Wednesday, July 5, 2017. It's our prayer that you are blessed and ministered to as you listen. May God bless and keep you.

If you missed Part 1 of the Identity Crisis series, Who Are You, it can be found here. Part 2, Living Free, can be found here, and Part 3, The Blessing Of Belonging, can be found here.




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Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Unshackled Moments ~ July 5, 2017 ~ The Coffee Chronicles Revised

The amazing aroma of coffee rises with the steam from the large mug to my left, and it is good. Some may be a tad puzzled right about now since most of my family, friends, and regular readers are no doubt aware that I prefer my coffee cold. I tell often of how I make a pot the night before, turn it off after brewing and allow the coffee to cool to room temperature during the night so that I can pour and go in the morning. This is very true. In fact, right after I wrote that sentence about  making coffee the night before, I reached for the mug, felt its warmth and a bit of frustration that I am still waiting. The coffee is too hot to drink. Not liking to wait for coffee to cool is part of the reason I prefer my coffee at room temperature or colder.

OK, I'm back. I know that you never realized I quit writing and got up from the table, but I did. I put the coffee mug in the fridge. Maybe in a few paragraphs I'll be able to drink it. Why is this happening to me? Why am I making hot coffee in the morning and having to wait? It's not like this is my second pot, which does happen from time to time. It's happening because last night I felt lazy. As I went out to do my evening prayers and meditations, to read over some of the study for tonight's sermon and smoke my last pipe of the day, the thought occurred that I needed to make a pot of coffee. But I didn't feel like it. I have a two liter of Mt. Dew. I decided to just drink that in the/this morning and save my coffee, which I'm almost out of. No, that's a lie. I'm not sure why I wrote it, but I'm leaving it instead of correcting through deletion. I did decide to just drink the Mt. Dew, but it had nothing to do with almost being out of coffee. In truth I almost forgot how low I am until I opened the container this morning.

The truth is what I said earlier. I was lazy. Period. The end. I didn't feel like doing it. I had another source of caffeine. So, I didn't make it. But as I wrote this morning and my mind worked on words and memory flashed with the truth that I have a couple of pots of coffee left before disaster strikes if I don't buy more, my mind put on its Pollyanna mask and tried to pretty up the truth. Make my laziness good. Well, it is actually good that I tried to substitute Mt Dew for my morning coffee since I'm almost out. Suddenly, I'm writing that idea as though it occurred to me last night and there was a good purpose in my putting off making coffee. That's how quick and easy it can be to play loose with the truth, even to ourselves. I wasn't saving coffee or trying to. But I said I was because that would have been a good reason to not make coffee last night....one that I would have totally negated by making a pot this morning.

Perhaps you think me foolish? Don't worry. I won't be offended. I probably will never even know, but for the record I sometimes think myself foolish as I go on and on and ramble and rant about mundane, meaningless things. But this isn't mundane or meaningless. It's huge. No, not the coffee story. that's just what got us here. It's a theme driving device.  The lie that slipped in and that I didn't catch until after I hit the period at the end just helped emphasize the point to me, which I will try to get to for you, Dear Reader, before you give up on the Moment.

I am not unique. OK, I'm unique in that there is no one exactly like me, but I am not terminally unique, not that unique. This coffee chronicle is meaningless and unimportant on the surface. It's not a big deal. No one cares why I didn't make coffee last night. No one cares that I decided the Mt Dew wasn't cutting it and that I needed some aroma therapy this morning (best aroma therapy is brewing coffee), so I made a pot. No one would even be upset with me or judge me for deciding I didn't feel like making coffee and skipping it. So why did I try to clean up the motivation of the story? I went from being honest about being lazy to lying about trying to save coffee in less than a paragraph, in like three sentences! And I did it without thinking about it, without even noticing at first. I simply let the words flow and the fingers type and I wrote that I decided to drink the Dew this morning (total truth) and save what was left of my coffee (not a bit of truth). One sentence. The transition from truth to manipulation in one sentence. Yes, I was lazy, but it wasn't all bad because there was a good reason to be lazy. I needed to save coffee because I'm almost out. Lies. Lies. White, purple, pink or black, I don't care the color we paint it, falsehood is falsehood.

But we try so hard to cover up our stink. Get a little sweaty during the day and need to do something but don't have time for a shower? We put on some deodorant and maybe a spritz of cologne or perfume and some clean clothes and hope for the best. Cover, mask, camouflage. We flush our waste and use exhaust fans in the bathrooms. And we sprinkle lies, subtle twists, exaggerations and omissions on the truths, the hows and whys and sometimes even the whens and wheres of our story to try make the who of our main character, which would be us, look good or at least not  as bad,.

We try to work our story around to good, or at least a good tale, by changing the words, by altering, masking and tweaking the truth. If it's so easy to do on something as non-critical and non-character defining as making a pot of coffee, how hard we must look at the truth to keep from autocorrecting our story with the big things, the motivations behind why I did what I did that hurt you, the horror I went through that I am now trying to use as excuse to be selfish and self centered and make myself the star as the victim of my own movie so I can excuse trying to victimize or villainize you, the where and when and why and how and who I was thinking about when I did that unloving, selfish thing that I wish I hadn't done. The truth about why I did such and such act of love (to look good rather than to be of service). We naturally tend to omit and exaggerate and twist with implications to try to make our bad story good and our good story great. And that's before the outright straight up whoppers that can't even be minimized with nice words like twist and tweak. Did you see the victim on the night of her murder? No. Yes, you did! We traced the money she had on her right to the photo of you at the ATM that same day! Now it doesn't matter that you didn't kill her. You're arrested for murder because you thought it looked bad that you saw her at all and tried to clean up truth (thank you NCIS for that illustrative idea).

But you can't clean up truth. You can't dirty it either. It just is. And God is the One who works our past into something that is good, good for us and good for His glory. Not us. And He doesn't do it by changing the facts, using a cosmic delete key. He makes good things better. He makes bad things better, better even than our good things. He makes all things work in our lives to become and or do something amazing and good in us that brings us closer and deeper into relationship with Him and reflects His glory (demonstrates who He is, His love, His power and His mercy). That means even when bad things happen, even we choose and cause bad things to happen, He uses it for and the end result can be good. That doesn't mean that all things are good or that He causes the bad things. That means the bad things don't triumph, aren't the end of the story, if we run to Him rather than away from Him.

Yes, some things are always going to hurt on this side of eternity. Some things may never make sense. Some things in our past are always going to be ugly, and perhaps even embarrassing, and definitely held against us by those who would choose self righteous judgment over mercy and grace. Some things in our story may always have the aroma of sorrow and the flavor of pain. The question is what are the after notes of what we've tasted? Is the sorrow and pain followed by fruity notes of love, joy, peace, longsuffering, mercy, and more or rather the acrid notes of bitterness, resentment, misery and hopelessness? The answer lies not in religion, not in doctrine, not in anything or anyone other than the God of all comfort, the One who loves enough to give, the one who can make even the worst things that ever happened, the loss of children, suicide attempts, drug overdoses, horrible abuses of trust and closeness done to others, living through being brutally beaten and raped, and even prison, even these sorts of things, who can cause all things to become things we longer feel the desperate need to shut the door on, to become just another fact of a past we no longer hide in shame and regret from, that have been used for good and to bring someone (in some cases more than one someone) closer to God, or at the very least no longer cause an increase in the distance between. I know, because these are all part of my story.

In some of those instances I acted truly evil. In some I was innocent. In some there was good and bad in my motivation and actions. I could shift blame, excuse and justify and edit the tale in each and every case to play the victim, to look better, to try to make them work for my good appearance or at least not as much for my bad. I could also have each of these expressed in such a way to make me and me alone seem the bad guy who deserved anything and all that happened. It was all my fault. None of it was my fault. And the truth is in between the two and doesn't change. God didn't call any of that good. He didn't make it all happen. But the person I am now and the relationship I have with Him is made up of those ingredients, and of course the rest of my past, good and bad, as well.

The plastic container that holds my coffee isn't necessarily good. The hot water that runs through it could burn me badly if I don't let it cool and isn't too nice a process for the beans, which have already been picked, chopped and ground to bits. Some bad stuff happened to the coffee beans that are in my mug, and none of it was good from the perspective of the bean. But the end result is something amazing and glorious and the transformation into a thing of wonder and sweet aroma. My life can be a sweet aroma to others and to the God who made me, and so can yours. The good and the bad work by His grace to make us into something we could never be on our own, a reflection o Him and His love. We simply need to turn to Him rather than away from Him, in the best of times and the worst of times and the times when we can't tell the two apart. We are the joy of God's morning. We don't need to lie, to embellish or omit to edit or enhance our story. He makes our past as precious as a cup of coffee.


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Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Unshackled Moments ~ July 4, 2017 ~ Freedom Means Having A Choice

Here in the United States it's a holiday. I still haven't had much coffee, and I nearly said it's July 4th. I caught myself in time though, because well, it's July 4th all over the world. For us the date is enough. We rarely say happy Independence Day. It's all about the 4th. This is a day to celebrate and revel in freedom. A day to remember and commemorate that we live in a free county. For some of us, this holiday may have more memories of watermelon, burgers and fireworks than anything else, including the events of this day 1776.

That's how it was for me as a child. It was all about the explosive, sparkly, loud things that meant we were free, even though you could only legally buy them around July 4th and Christmas. I always thought that we should be able to have fireworks year round if they were a symbol of and a way to celebrate our freedom. Hey, I was a kid, and fireworks don't mean nearly as much to me today. In fact, I can take them or leave them, and usually leave them unless there are nieces and nephews involved. Perhaps one day I'll experience the joy through my grandson's eyes. But for now, I can think of several ways I would much rather spend the money that fireworks would cost me. As for simply going to a display, as many will do this evening sometime shortly after dark, its a thought. But for me, it's got to be really good and worth it, because I don't do crowds really well anymore, and I haven't since prison.

And that's what's been on my mind quite a bit since yesterday. This roundabout rabbit trail that took me through my youthful idea of freedom. Freedom for me was fireworks. Freedom was crowds and rock and roll and music festivals and parties. It was rowdy revelry full of chaos, confusion and chemicals. Places and situations full of rebellion and so crowded and loud that you couldn't hear yourself think but where the sheer number of people in the space made sure you were almost alone and anonymous.

That may sound strange, but I think it was more common than we might think. It's a regular theme in teen comedies. The parents are gone or summer is here. We're free. Let's party! Well, what if I don't want to party? What it crowds make me nervous and extreme noise sends me into panic? I think I want to stay home and read. No, you can't do that! You're free! You have to to come party!! But if I'm free shouldn't I be able to choose to not party? But...

There was so much bondage in even my ideas of freedom. It wasn't freedom. Freedom meant rebellion, not the freedom to choose. I couldn't choose right, because that would mean doing what God, parents, authority wanted me to do, and if I was doing what authority wanted, I wasn't free, right? But if I was doing only the opposite, what they wanted still controlled my actions, and that was before taking into consideration the pressure to conform to the rebellion of my friends who were caught up in the bondage of the same lie.

So before long the very things that were supposed to mean, represent, and show that I was free, drinking, drugging, sex and such, were ironically the greatest areas of slavery and bondage in my life. I wasn't free. I was a miserable hostage, and everything people claimed showed me to be free just made it worse and enhanced my chains. So what do you do when you're representation of freedom is enslaving and killing you? First we need to change our definition. Freedom isn't getting to do anything you want, whenever you want. That actually leads to slavery to self, narcissistic selfishness and self centeredness. Freedom is having the ability, the choice, to say no. Today I can say no to the things that the carnal mind says would be free and fun but my spirit knows only bring destruction and death to my life. There was a time when I wasn't free because I didn't really have a choice. Sooner or later the response would always be yes to sin, yes to self, yes to escapism, yes to pressure, yes to that which would try to kill me.

Freedom is having a choice, but staying free involves making the right choice. No, I'm not talking about resisting temptation and saying no to sin. I'm not talking about being good and doing right instead of doing wrong. Those are byproducts, results that come later. If you try to do them first and yourself, you'll only enter into a different kind of slavery. To stay free, you have to surrender self, die to live. The right choice, the only one that makes us free and keeps us free, that gives us a choice, regardless of geographic location and political position, regardless of which side of prison bars we may reside on, regardless of what the rest of the world does and says, is responding to the call to enter into relationship with our Creator. Then and only then do we have true freedom, the ability to choose to do right or wrong, good or evil, to choose love for God and others or selfishness. Before we had knowledge of these things without the power to choose love and right.

We're still not totally free all the time. There will always be sin and selfishness as and long as and as far as the curse is found. But one day all memory of the curse will be gone, and with it all our chains, our misery, sorrow and sickness will be gone with it. Until then, we must continue to struggle with and for freedom by choosing relationship over selfishness as often as we can, and we must rely on the grace of God, the power He gives us to do what we can't do on our own, in order to do that. Jesus paid for our freedom with His blood and death, and we stay free as we choose to say no to self and yes to love, which is only possible by God's power and Spirit.

Perhaps this seems to make sense (I hope so), but doesn't seem to go with the introduction about freedom, symbols and fireworks. I had these representations in life that were supposed to mean I was free, but in fact were chains for me. I had to find a way to be truly free. But the reason I was meditating on that in the first place was because of that question, what do you do when what is supposed to mean and show you're free just makes you miserable and fills you with fear? And that came to me because of the fireworks association with our freedom.

No, fireworks don't scare me or make me miserable. I still enjoy them.  But there are soldiers all across the country that are dreading sunset today. Because they know that once the sun goes down the explosions will go up, and the very things that are supposed to represent freedom and joy are only mental and emotional time machines taking them unwillingly back to the battles and wars and sights and sounds of the price they paid for our freedom. For many a soldier, fireworks are the opposite of fun and freedom. They are trapped in fight or flight mode on the day of our freedom celebrations. It was remembering this and thinking about it that led to how my own ideas of what it meant to be free were actually the opposite. So, as a practice in denying self and loving others, I would encourage you, Dear Reader, to join me in praying for soldiers with PTSD today and this evening. We can, if we are free in Him, choose not to get totally and completely lost in self and our own feelings and activities, and consider others and what they are going through and intercede in prayer on their behalf.


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Monday, July 3, 2017

Unshackled Moments ~ July 3, 2017 ~ Forget Forgiving First

All across the world today people in recovery will be praying The Lord's Prayer at the end of 12 Step meetings. People in churches and in private devotions will be doing so as well. Some prefer to call this prayer The Disciple's Prayer rather than The Lord's Prayer, because Jesus didn't pray it but rather used it as the framework from which the disciples were told to build their own prayers. And there is, in the middle of this prayer so many of us either pray or use as a guide for our prayer, what St. Augustine called the terrible petition.

Why he called the part of the prayer on forgiveness the terrible petition is the idea that if we really pray this we are, in a lot of ways and times, asking God not to forgive us. That's because we so often fail to forgive and refuse to forgive and forget we forgave, and if God only gives forgiveness based on the way we forgive others, we're screwed. Thank God, His grace and His renewing mercies that it isn't like that at all.

Well, that's a little arrogant. Disagreeing with spiritual and theological greats like Augustine, CS Lewis, Charles Spurgeon, John Wesley, and others probably means that you're wrong. That' makes sense, if they're God and always right and if I was saying that they are wrong. They're not God, and I'm not saying they're wrong. I'm saying this magical formula idea that we sometimes get in our heads about this prayer, and many prayers and promises in scripture for that matter, is wrong. Any time we believe that we are able to control God through a formula or rite, we're off track somewhere. If you are able to manage to forgive everyone who ever hurt you, that does not, I repeat does not, force God to forgive you. And if you are unable on your own to forgive others and you pray The Lord's Prayer, I promise you, you didn't just curse yourself. God isn't forced to not forgive you because you are unable to forgive.

Your forgiveness was earned, but not by you. It was bought and paid for by the blood of Jesus. God forgives us because of and through the life, death and resurrection of Christ. Period. It is an if this is true, then this should also be true statement, but we, as we so easily and frequently do, have it all backwards. We read the verse that says, [Father] forgive us our sins, trespasses, debts as we forgive those who sinned, trespassed against us and owe us. Then we go, OK, I must forgive others so that God will then have to or will then want to or will then agree to forgive me.

But that is not what Jesus said. If this is a conditional statement, as something in our hearts insists it must be, then the first condition is that we must approach it as given. The first giver of forgiveness in this is not us but Daddy. Daddy, forgive me. Daddy wants to forgive us. Daddy sent His Son to make everything possible to remain just and show us mercy and forgiveness at the same time. Daddy says our forgiveness is real, available, and most of all freely ours, no matter what we do or have done, because of what Jesus did and the Spirit within us that says we are His.

It is that awesome grace, that amazing love, that Father first forgiveness that satisfies the conditionality we insist must be there. Yes, forgiveness is conditional. I can't forgive you, not really. You probably can't forgive me. Not of anything serious. Because it is in our nature to demand to be repaid. We love vengeance. We believe our wrongs were understandable under the circumstances or that we should be shown mercy, but they....they should pay for what they did.  But God. But God came and took on flesh, then took on our sin, then we killed Him and He rose and said I love you anyway. How awesome is that!? Then we said I love You too! (We love Him because He first loved us - I John 4:19) Please forgive me. He said I forgive you, not because you deserve it, not because you're really, really sorry, not because you won't do it again, not because of you at all. I forgive you because you need Me to and I love you.

Then, while still a mess but getting better, from a thankful heart, amazed at the way we have been forgiven even though we know we don't deserve it, as that has happened to us, we forgive others. Because of grace (the power of God in us which enables us to do and be what we could never do or be on our own) we are able to forgive others in the same way and same manner that God forgave us, because we love Him and love them and they need it.

It's not I did so He must. Or I didn't so He won't. It's He did so I can. It's He did so I want to. It's I want to give away what I have already been given. It's I still mess up and still fall short, so Daddy I need more forgiveness, I need ongoing forgiveness, and I need Your will to continue to be done, Your rule to continue to reign in my life, so that I won't get in the way....I need my daily needs met so that I will have the resources necessary to do what you would have me to do, and that includes to continue to provide ongoing and continual forgiveness towards others as You are giving it to me.

There is a reason the forgiveness is down further in the prayer. Even there we mess it up. But the prayer begins not with a condition or demand for us to do something. It begins with acknowledging and remembering who we are praying to. Daddy. Hey Daddy. We start with who He is, and who He is is our Creator who loves us and made a way for us and who always makes the first move and satisfies the conditions. He does everything so that we can want to, be able to and even hope to respond to what He did. He loves so we can love. And He forgave so that we can forgive. It is conditional. If you have not been forgiven of God, you have no hope of being able to forgive the truly horrible destruction you have endured. But if you come to Him, because He loves you, receive His love and grace, and come to understand and believe that you truly have been forgiven of everything, including that thing that no one knows about but you and the voice that likes to remind you when it gets dark and quiet....then, when you are His, because you are His, with understanding, awe and gratitude at having been forgiven by Daddy, it becomes possible for you to forgive as well.

Make no mistake. Forgiveness is no different than any other attribute of God. Like love, and mercy and joy and goodness, we can't do it. At least we can't do it perfectly or constantly. Some of us can forgive more than others. Some of us are more loving and merciful than others. But we all have a point where things become too much. I can't forgive them, and I can't forgive that. We all do. There is a point in the best of us that still says, no, that I can't forgive. That doesn't even make sense to forgive. But God did forgive it, while still demanding and obtaining justice for what happened. And like love, and mercy and our obedience and being good and doing what is right, forgiveness is beyond us, but it is possible through the power of Him who is in us. It is easier for me to say no to drink and drug than to forgive. I used to could do neither. But today I can do both. Not because I have made myself better or stronger, but because He changed me and enabled me to say no to the things that enslaved me and be free, even free to forgive that which I could never forgive.


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Sunday, July 2, 2017

Silence Is Golden And Healing

Wally Flynt shares on The blessing of tempering and restraining the tongue and God's blessing  on our life and our country. The message,  "Silence Is Golden And Healing" is about 7 minutes long and was recorded at Nacogdoches Christian Fellowship on Sunday, July 2, 2017. It's our prayer that you are blessed and ministered to as you listen. May God bless and keep you.

Note: There was a problem with this recording and the sound quality is poor. I am leaving it up simply because for those who have headphones or a god audio and can hear it, the message is worth it, For those who tried to listen and couldn't hear it, I am sorry.




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Saturday, July 1, 2017

Unshackled Echo ~ July 1, 2017 ~ Out With The Old

Today's Unshackled Echo was previously published on
January 6, 2014 as Out With The Old


In order for change to take place and for us to become effective spiritually, we must let go of our past and embrace our future. God doesn't want us to be burdened by the weight of our past. That is why His forgiveness is by grace and not works so that we don't even have the burden of earning it. That's why the scriptures tell us that He has removed our sins from us as far as the East is from the West. That's why there are repeated instructions to release the past and press forward to the goal.

Because of the grace and power of God, our future is not determined by our past. God doesn't want our vision of the future to be limited by the shadow of the past. God's desire for us is that we walk free of the past in the present peace and power that comes from faith and trust in Him. God's vision of our future is so much more and better than we could ever dream on our own.

Forgetting and forgiveness go hand in hand, whether it is forgiving ourself or others. When we forgive, we must forget. Now obviously forgiveness doesn't erase memory. Some hurts and mistakes may not ever be truly forgotten, but to forget can also mean to choose not to bring something to mind. We can choose to forsake what is behind, refusing to dwell and meditate on the past, and that is just as much forgetting as being unable to recall something.

Forgiving our past and choosing to think instead on what is good and true, especially about what we have been taught and the things of God is the key that opens the door to freedom from the past and to the promises and blessings of God.

Not that I have already reached the goal or am already fully mature, but I make every effort to take hold of it because I also have been taken hold of by Christ Jesus. Brothers, I do not consider myself to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and reaching forward to what is ahead, I pursue as my goal the prize promised by God’s heavenly call in Christ Jesus. 
- Philippians 3:12-14

The past is a chain the enemy uses to keep us shackled to misery, defeat, and spiritual ineffectiveness. God has made all things new though, and that includes the future. We forget the past in that we stop looking at it in the negative way that causes it to be a weapon we wield against ourselves, but that past doesn't disappear. It, like our future, is transformed by God. The past becomes a tool to give us victory and to help others instead of a chain to keep us bound. It becomes the word of our testimony that coupled with the blood of Christ brings us the power to overcome our spiritual enemies.

Paul had to release his past identity as Saul, a persecutor of Christians, in order for him to move forward in the ministry to which God called him. But when it would be beneficial he brought up what happened so that the change that had taken place would testify to all of God's love and power and grace. That is what can happen with our past as well. When we come into relationship with God, we receive a new identity in Him, through Him. We are no longer who we once were. So we are no longer a result of our past but a new creature, God’s mercy and grace are new every day.

And I thank Christ Jesus our Lord who has enabled me, because He counted me faithful, putting me into the ministry, although I was formerly a blasphemer, a persecutor, and an insolent man; but I obtained mercy because I did it ignorantly in unbelief. And the grace of our Lord was exceedingly abundant, with faith and love which are in Christ Jesus. This is a faithful saying and worthy of all acceptance, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am chief. However, for this reason I obtained mercy, that in me first Jesus Christ might show all longsuffering, as a pattern to those who are going to believe on Him for everlasting life.
-1 Timothy 1:12-16 



It's God's will that we remember what He has done for us, the forgiveness, grace and mercy He has showered on us and to focus on the miraculous transformation of caterpillar to butterfly rather than on the life and diet of the caterpillar. God chooses not to remember our sins. Hebrews 8 12 For I will be merciful to their unrighteousness, and their sins and their lawless deeds I will remember no more. If God no longer holds our past against us, neither should we.


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