relentless

never stopping
pressing on towards the goal
focused determination
refusing to allow for defeat
Your love is relentless.

Being on the receiving end of this relentless love has led me to tears, caused me to tremble with thankfulness, quieted my anxiety and put many of my fears to death.

And still, Your love pursues me.

Relentless is an adjective that beat describes God’s heart for his creation:

incessant
persistent
constant
continuous
non-stop
never ending
unabating
incessant
unceasing
unrelenting
unending

The mercy, grace, flavour, blessing and overflowing passionately devoted love You have for me, for us, is relentless.

You will never stop reminding us You love us.

You will never cease to love us, no matter what.

Not even death couldn’t hold you back from completing your plan to reveal Your relentless love to the world.

The Bible is full of Your heart, Your love, poured out in ink and real lives lived seeking You. Actual people who lived with the questions we still ask ourselves today:
Do we matter?
Does anybody love us?
Why am I here?

You pursue us to let us know:
We were, and are, chosen.
We were made by our Creator to bring Him glory.

And He loves us.
Oh how He loves us.

I will never stop singing and proclaiming,
“Your Love is Relentless.”

PS. The song “Your Love is Relentless” by Hillsong is worth a listen. If you close your eyes, you can almost hear God’s heart beating for you, for us.

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actions vs words

Actions may speak louder than words
but words can hurt longer than actions.

Heather Palacious @wondherful

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Where are your words leading you to live?

There are only three options when it comes to words:
Destruction
Edification
Fluff

When we use words, they are either used to build people up, tear them down. Just passing time doesn’t really fall into either of these categories, so I will lay them to rest now and stick with the main two purposes of words:

Bless or curse.

Words with purpose find a place to perch in their listener.

Some warm the heart, encourage the soul, build up the hopeless, comfort the lonely, refresh the weary, heal the wound.

Some strike ruthlessly, drawing blood, deepening already open wounds, adding poison to previous hurts. Some knock the stuffing out of you, leaving depression in their wake. Isolating, controlling, lying words that fester as they suck life from your soul.

We are all going to be held accountable for our words and their intent one day.

Will your tongue release life or death?

It is ultimately your choice.

Just keep in mind….

What you speak becomes where you live.

speak

“When you speak, speak words of truth and life and love. All around you are parched souls longing for the living water of the Holy Spirit, and your words can guide them to the place where the water flows.”
Memory’s Door, James L. Rubart

There is literally life or death in the words we speak.

The snares and traps that we fall into are likely heavily influenced by the enemy reminding us of words spoken over us:
You’re stupid.
Ugly.
Fat.
Skinny.
Geek.
Nerd.
Jock.
Artsy.
Moron.
Loser.

Part of the trap and all of the pain comes from the delivery.

Even jokes can hurt.

And they don’t have to break our bones to leave a lasting impact.

I can still recall the embarrassment and arrow to my heart from publicly being declared ‘homely’ by one of my supposed best friends during writing class.

Being called stupid by a loved one for being upset over a hard breakup with my boyfriend at the time.

It has taken many years to remove the festering enemy darts out of my wounds so they can begin to heal.

The opposite is also true.

Being told I had a wonderful mind for history by one teacher, a natural tendency towards writing by another.
A gifted voice for melody and harmony by both a musician professor and a professional soundman.

Those words stuck with me in a positive way, giving me hope that there might be good things planned for my future, even if I couldn’t see them at the time.

The first time my husband, my daughter, my son told me they loved me.

Hearing the good news that my husband’s back surgery was a complete success.

Having friends say they are proud of me for staying the course during blistering storms.

More importantly, hearing God whisper my name.

My true name, not what I call myself- the name I am becoming with His help.

How much He loves me.
Treasures me.
Wants to hang out with me.
Has plans to prosper me, to give me hope, a bright future.
Reminding me He is always with me.

There is no negative name that you can be called that God cannot redeem you from.

Set you free from the cages of lies, destroying the enemy plot to sink us into the mire of stinking falsehoods.

Release you to fly high on His promises.

For He is truth.

And the truth came to set us free.

Next time you go to speak, think over whether you are blessing, positively correcting OR negatively putting down or cursing the person you are speaking to or with.

Use Holy Spirit as a filter, to catch the attitudes you want to remove, letting only the truth and blessings to flow from your mouth.

God is always waiting to speak to us.

May we treat one another as precious when we speak to one another.

Think blessings, encouragement, honoring, respect.

Who couldn’t use some more of those kinds of words?

Who knows what lives will be changed as you speak with more care?