The Struggle: Writing a Book

As much as I absolutely love writing, you’d think I’d sail through writing this book.  I’ve written two  Vision books already, but this is my testimony in book form… I think that’s the problem.

Even though Jesus has delivered me from the trauma associated with my early years, the empathic emotions associated with it remain. That’s how God works, allowing those of us who’ve moved on to retain the compassion necessary to minister to those walking where we’ve been.

Seeing demons and being adversely impacted by it – I’ve been there. Learning by degrees my authority in Christ and my identity in Him – been there, too.

Being molested as a child – been there.  Learning to forgive that molester – recently been there, too.

Indulging in homosexual practices for years as a result of that molestation’s influence on my own choices – been there.  Repenting for my part in choosing to embrace that lifestyle – been there, too.

Coming back to a faithful walk in Christ and losing my mother at age 27 – been there.

Enjoying victory and authority and discernment in Jesus Christ because of a million mega-deliverances, including a Freedom Encounter – I’m still there.

So what’s the problem writing this book?  I suppose the same difficulty it would present anyone upon revisiting a treacherously dark place.  You know, Jesus doesn’t have any attachments to the enemy and vice-versa, but it greatly saddens and disturbs Him to walk through the caverns of Hell.  It’s just a place where nothing Godly belongs.

As long as I allow God’s truth and identity to move through me, I can bear the emotional effects and give testimony in joy, but that’s not always easy for me… so I avoid the writing.  I stay in the happy neighborhood God’s moved me to without booking flights down to the “hell” that used to be.

Sounds like I need (yet) another deliverance, doesn’t it? Well, if so, ain’t no big, because I know it works. Been there.

So, Shamma, p l e a s e … write the book!

 

What’s True Privilege?

What would you do with the opportunity – nay, the privilege – to witness Christ to people as they approached the very edge of the abyss? I don’t mean tell them along life’s way where they have plenty of time to forget; I mean what if you are literally their last chance to be saved? If you had the chance to tell them – not “preach” to them by the world’s definitions, but lovingly proclaim Jesus as Savior – would you take it with all your might? Or would you let them breach the precipice of eternity unsaved – one by one – and be lost forever?

Would you clutch each of them to your bosom and pray all the heart of God and Blood of Jesus into them to redeem their perpetual cause, whether they ultimately listened to you or not?

So would I, my friends… so would I…

Merciful, merciful God – this is Your doing, not mine… and I absolutely love You.

Thank You!

SHAMMA 🙂

Success, Strength, Encouragement

Last Wednesday night Lynette and I returned from our ministry/vacation trip out west.

The week out there was very successful. We brought strength to her aging parents who have lived faithful lives for Jesus and who have been very dear to me over the past 20 years.  We hung out with them for 6 – 8 hours each day and attended church with them on Sunday.  We prayed with them, had long talks, and encouraged them in the Lord as God directed… it was a wonderful visit.

Our flights were perfect going out; coming back, the planes were a little late, but everything worked out fine; it was good to fly above our Father’s world and see the activity of His angelic hosts going to and fro to accomplish His will.  He showed me the angels specifically protecting our aircrafts, and it made me tearful and grateful during each flight. God kept the house safe and sound in our absence, posting ministering spirits even before we left – He is faithful.

Those who encourage and lift up the saved and unsaved will, themselves, be lifted up and encouraged.  Without God, we are nothing. With God, we are and have everything.

Thank You, Jesus.

SHAMMA 🙂