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!

 

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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 🙂

So How Was Your Day?

Resurrection Sunday was a complete blessing and total surprise for my best friend Lynette and I.  We started out the day with praise and worship, playing “The Easter Song” by GLAD (I love that melody!) and absolutely thanking God with tears and JOY for His sacrifice and plan of salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ.  We’d made food and drink and were prepared to spend the day watching The Passion and getting intimately acquainted with our emotions in conjunction with God’s agenda for the day.

Wow… what God’s agenda turned out to be, neither of us could have planned!

As we watched the powerful depiction of Jesus’ last night and day upon earth, we shared our thoughts and continued thanking God for His staggering sacrifice on our behalf.  Then midway through the morning, around 9:30 I would say, Lynette’s daughter (and my God-daughter) Jessica texted us asking to speak with us in person about some things.  She was okay but just wanted to talk. Then her boyfriend John (whose family she was visiting for the holiday) also texted us with, basically, the same request.

Needless to say, with the prospect of our plans for the day changing radically, Lynette and I prayed about responding.  With God’s permission, we ended up bringing Jess AND John to our place for Sunday dinner and fellowship!  John (who is saved, btw) had questions about God on his heart, so we talked for quite a while about them.  Jess shared her heart with us as she desired – so did John.  We sang.  We spoke of family and friends and their own deepening relationship.  We prayed and ate a fabulous meal.  The day ended with Lynette and I bringing them back to the college dormitory with hugs and kisses and thanking God even further for a marvelous – albeit totally unexpected – day of celebration.

After Lynette departed, I finished watching The Passion and I talked and prayed and cried to God.  All good stuff.  All blessed.  It’s amazing how God orchestrates and plans His will for a day.  Lynette and I thought our day would be blessed only with our own company before God.  The Lord turned our two into four and blessed the whole thing.  We ALL got to thank God for His sacrifice.  We all got to talk and clear the air and receive the restoration of God’s peace.  We all laughed and sang and were deeply blessed.  Everyone got what they needed.  I pray you all also had a good and holy, blessed day of fellowship and praise to Almighty God.  Amen.

Our God is amazing.

SHAMMA  =0]