I took a break from my blog, I call it a Sponsor Break. But really I just didn't feel like posting to be honest. To be completely honest it was my Depression kicking in with a loss of interest. To make matters a little funny however, my Blood Type is B-, not even kidding. I don't want to B- I want to B Positive, but I can't change my blood type. Let us pray, and we'll get started.
Dear Heavenly Father, I want to pray for those who need mental, emotional, physical, or spiritual problems, but first I bind and rebuke all of the devil's works away, and claim healings for those that need them, and now I claim peace of mind, body, heart, and soul, In Jesus' Name, I also ask for those that have depression, for you to give them true happiness, in fact, give true happiness, peace, and joy to everyone, In Jesus Name, I ask, Amen.
I keep saying I'm average, and normal, but really to God, we are all uniquely special. I used to think that the only thing that made me special was God, and the fact that I serve him, but now I realize just how special I am.
I have a rare blood type, B-, which I donate every chance I get. I have Asperger's Syndrome, for some of us Aspies, we are highly intelligent or super creative, i'm neither. But I have God, and he saved me three times, first in the house fire when I was four, then from a great dane attack when I was thirteen, which I was bitten on my right arm, an inch away from an artery.
Then he saved my soul.
So obviously God wants me alive for a reason. He wants me to serve him, so I do. And I try my best, but sometimes I fail, but when I do fail, and the devil fights me, I just trust God to take care of things, I get right back up and keep fighting.
Which is really important. May I be completely honest here?
I'm a quitter, or at least I used to be, at the first loss I used to give up. I bat my eye, then I gave up. Seriously.
But Since I was such a quitter in this past I learned stuff from it.
And finally, I gave up on sin. I quit. Cold Turkey.
And I look to Jesus now, and think, "How did I ever survive without him? I am nothing without Jesus. And I know it. And the devil knows it too. And he tries to get me. Every morning, and every night.
I have a saying, "If the devil is not fighting you as a Christian, you're doing something wrong."
I believe that's why Paul rejoiced even when the devil fought him. Because he knew that he was going to do something for God, and the devil didn't like that.
I'll end it here with a prayer.
Dear Heavenly Father, I thank you for everything you are doing in our lives, and I will wait upon the Lord. Because you are a God that acts on behalf of those that wait for him, and I truly believe that. God, I believe in you. Not just in what you can do for me, but in the loving father you are, and I truly just love you. In Jesus Name, I claim, Amen.
Dear Heavenly Father, I want to pray for those who need mental, emotional, physical, or spiritual problems, but first I bind and rebuke all of the devil's works away, and claim healings for those that need them, and now I claim peace of mind, body, heart, and soul, In Jesus' Name, I also ask for those that have depression, for you to give them true happiness, in fact, give true happiness, peace, and joy to everyone, In Jesus Name, I ask, Amen.
I keep saying I'm average, and normal, but really to God, we are all uniquely special. I used to think that the only thing that made me special was God, and the fact that I serve him, but now I realize just how special I am.
I have a rare blood type, B-, which I donate every chance I get. I have Asperger's Syndrome, for some of us Aspies, we are highly intelligent or super creative, i'm neither. But I have God, and he saved me three times, first in the house fire when I was four, then from a great dane attack when I was thirteen, which I was bitten on my right arm, an inch away from an artery.
Then he saved my soul.
So obviously God wants me alive for a reason. He wants me to serve him, so I do. And I try my best, but sometimes I fail, but when I do fail, and the devil fights me, I just trust God to take care of things, I get right back up and keep fighting.
Which is really important. May I be completely honest here?
I'm a quitter, or at least I used to be, at the first loss I used to give up. I bat my eye, then I gave up. Seriously.
But Since I was such a quitter in this past I learned stuff from it.
And finally, I gave up on sin. I quit. Cold Turkey.
And I look to Jesus now, and think, "How did I ever survive without him? I am nothing without Jesus. And I know it. And the devil knows it too. And he tries to get me. Every morning, and every night.
I have a saying, "If the devil is not fighting you as a Christian, you're doing something wrong."
I believe that's why Paul rejoiced even when the devil fought him. Because he knew that he was going to do something for God, and the devil didn't like that.
I'll end it here with a prayer.
Dear Heavenly Father, I thank you for everything you are doing in our lives, and I will wait upon the Lord. Because you are a God that acts on behalf of those that wait for him, and I truly believe that. God, I believe in you. Not just in what you can do for me, but in the loving father you are, and I truly just love you. In Jesus Name, I claim, Amen.
