Love Won!

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My God is a God of promise and I am a child of promise. The promise comes by faith. Upon the consummation of the ages, my Lord established a blood covenant with me. It is a covenant of redemption – of eternal inheritance. But it did not come cheaply…

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I was born. A perfect son. A child of promise. My father googled and awed over me. I brought such joy to my father’s heart. He loved me and I loved him.

As a young child, I looked like my father. Everyone saw the resemblance. It was an innocence. Purity. Trust. I had a child-like faith knowing my father would never leave me or forsake me.

I grew in stature and in favor with my father. His delight was in me and mine in him. He helped me see the beauty in creation. I loved picking beautiful yellow flowers from a nearby field and bringing them to him. I waited eagerly for his reaction and was overjoyed when he cherished them like a pristine rose (although I knew they were only weeds).

One day, on an outing to pick flowers for my father, I met some other kids my age. I was shy at first, but they looked nice enough so I ventured closer. I offered a meek wave to get their attention and said, “Hi.” Simple enough.

The oldest looked my way and immediately started laughing. I glanced behind me to see what was so funny, but saw nothing. I shifted my weight starting to feel uncomfortable. Then the taunting began.

“What are you wearing?” they shouted hysterically. “Are those sandals?”

I looked down at my feet. These were shoes my father bought me. I always wore them because I liked the way they felt.

Another one of the kids chimed in, “And look at your hair. No one wears their hair like that!”

My hands instinctively went to my head where luscious locks of golden curls grew. This was the hair I was born with. My father adored my hair, but suddenly I was beginning to hate it.

I felt such shame. Why was I so different from these other kids? Immediately, I wanted to run. I knew I should have ran straight home to my father. He’d know what to do. But my legs wouldn’t go that way.

I ran into the woods on the other side of the hill to hide. No one would see me there. I ran and ran from the cruel laughs of the taunting, mean kids. I ran so far my feet began to hurt as bad as my heart. Winded, I pulled up to a tree to catch my breath.

I wasn’t sure which was going to burst first. My lungs or my heart. But it was my eyes bursting into tears that won. I cried harder than I had just ran until not a tear was left in me. I was empty. Spent. And looking around I realized… lost.

Then I heard something. My ears perked up, listening. Yes, I heard it again. It was the sound of kids playing. At first, I was scared. I did not want another encounter like the one I just had. But as I continued to listen I became curious. I’ll tiptoe a little closer and just take a peek, I thought to myself. They won’t even know I’m there.

And so I crept a little closer. Bit by bit. It dawned on me that the closer I got to these kids, the more comfortable I felt. They weren’t like those mean kids at all. They were just having fun. Lots of it, too!

They were playing a game. Peering through the bushes it looked like they took turns tagging each other saying, “You’re it!”

Oh what fun! Suddenly, I had a huge desire to be “it”! No longer caring about what anyone thought of my sandals or my hair, I leaped out from behind the bushes. No longer hiding they saw me. They immediately ran to me and began hugging me.

Initially, I felt very self-conscious and very awkward. I remembered the comforts of my father’s house, but I stifled the child inside of me. It was time to let it go. These kids were different somehow, unlike the mean kids. They accepted me and I longed for them to love me. And love me they did.

I was terrified. It was nothing like the love from my father. He was always so gentle and selfless. Never imposing or impatient. What I experienced was a jealous love. A love never satisfied, but always wanting more. “Tag! You’re it!” And then when I gave in to them, I was no longer “it” and they moved on to the next kid.

In the end, this hurt worse than the hurt I felt by the taunting, mean kids. I felt I was in an ocean being tossed by the waves to and fro. I’m not sure how I kept my head afloat, but I did. I’m also not sure how long I remained in this condition. So long I was becoming numb.

After a while, I learned how to ride the waves. It became fun and I started to see why the others loved it so much. Sure I crashed all the time, but I just found another wave and got back up again. My father became a distant memory. I was enjoying this joyride!

Until one day I got hurt. Really. Bad. I had found a love to replace my father’s. Still, it was different from his unconditional love, but I found comfort in it nevertheless. They let me be “it” for a really long time. It hurt terribly when they decided not to play tag anymore. I was all alone. Days went by while I searched for love. Weeks followed. Then months. Without love, real or counterfeit, I was empty.

It was in this empty void that my mind uncovered a memory hidden long ago. It had been lost just like I had become that fateful day in the woods. It was a memory of my father singing to me as a child.

“You are a child of promise,
You are the one that I love.
So come to me child of promise
And receive kisses from above.”

I remembered those days of being comfortable in my own skin. Of being safe. Of not being someone that I’m not. The more I pondered that memory, other memories began flooding my mind. I knew beyond a shadow of doubt that I had to get back to my father’s house. I just had to!

It was as simple as putting one foot in front of the other. As if guided by a force I could not see, in an instant I knew how to get back home. And I ran!

I literally had run no more than a few feet until I heard a voice calling, “Son! Son, where are you? Come to me, Son!”

Those last words, spoken in such anguish, echoed through the woods bouncing from tree to tree until it struck my heart like a knife. It broke me straight to the core and there I lay shattered on the ground. I was not worthy to be his son. No, a good father deserves a good son and there was nothing good left in me.

Sadness overwhelmed me. I had hurt myself, but mostly I had hurt my father. I lay face down on the ground crying and saying the only words I could. “I’m sorry. Father, I’m so sorry.”

Then a voice, that same voice, my father’s voice, spoke. Interrupting my repetitious repentance. Slowly, I lifted my head and I could see my father’s shoes right before me. It cannot be! Raising myself and my gaze, I saw the signet ring upon his finger. Continuing upward, I saw his favorite purple robe. Then I saw his face.

His eyes pierced with love – true love – and I immediately hung my head in shame. I was not worthy of my father and he knew that. Then I noticed him reaching toward me. But his hand stopped midair as if something blocked him from going further.

Alarmed and desperate for his touch I reached for him. My hand stopped too with a thud and then I realized why. There was a barrier between us. I had put it there. It was my sin.

Devastated, I screamed and beat my chest. I pulled at my hair. Then dropped to my knees. In torment, I pounded the ground. In frustration, I pounded the invisible barrier. It didn’t budge. I crumbled. Defeated.

Looking at my father, I saw the agony in eyes. Separated by my sin, but not from his love. I knew in that moment nothing could separate me from his love.

My father spoke, this time with authority and determination. “I know what I must do. I will be back with the keys so you may enter my house again!”

“Where are you going?” I cried. But before I finished the question, he was gone. A letter sealed with his signet ring fell at my feet. I quickly grabbed the letter and sat down right there to read it.

Dear Son, my child of promise,

I love you. Nothing you’ve ever done and nothing you could ever do can separate you from my love. I long to hold you in my arms and take you into my house.

But your hands are defiled and your iniquities have made a separation between you and me. Your feet have ran to evil on crooked paths and there was no justice to be found.

For if I leave you in your sins, you will surely die. Your enemy will come and devour you. Therefore, I must go and take your place. I will give my life so you can have your’s. No greater love can I give you, but to lay down my life. For you.

Your Redeemer, Your Father

I read those words and I looked at my stained hands. I’m the one who deserves death. He who knows no sin is taking my place. He is rendering himself an offering for my own guilt.

I wanted to die and I collapsed, stricken by my own grief.

Lying on the ground as though dead, a light began to shine. It continued to get brighter and brighter when its brilliance woke me from my deep slumber. I heard a boom like a mighty peal of thunder saying, “O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting? Arise, my son, for your light has come!”

I squinted through the light finding a different world. It was like being born a second time. A new beginning! I felt renewed! Restored, just as if I’d never sinned! The barrier had been torn. From top to bottom.

My father gently took my outreached arms and I noticed scars on each of his hands. Somehow I knew he had those because of me. He pulled me to my feet, enveloping me in a warm embrace. Rejoicing, we held each other tightly. When we pulled away, my father gave me his signet ring and he placed his favorite robe upon my shoulders.

“Instead of your shame,” he said, “you will have a double portion. For this day, I sought you out. I redeemed you from your sin and my kingdom is your inheritance. For this day, love has won!”

Smiling with a peace indescribable, I vowed then and there to bask in that love for all of eternity!


I hope you’ve enjoyed this narrative, but it’s more than just a story. For God so loved YOU that He gave His only Son so that when you believe in Him, you will not perish, but have eternal life. (John 3:16) If you don’t know Jesus as your Lord and Savior, all you have to do is turn. Turn from your sin and repent. He will run to you and take you as His own son or daughter. He will clothe you in His righteousness and remember your sin no longer. Old things pass away and all things become new! There’s no greater love than that of our heavenly Father!

Also, I encourage you to check out these amazing videos/songs from Youtube. If the story didn’t touch your heart, these songs will!

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What is Your Purpose?

The world searches aimlessly to discover the meaning and purpose of life, while God proclaims to His people,

“I have created you to love and to be loved! It was by love that I formed you. It was by love that I sent my Son that you might be saved. It was by love that I sent the Holy Spirit to give you direction and power. And it is for love that I am returning for my Bride!

The world searches aimlessly for love in all the wrong places. It is for love of money that your priorities are out of order. It is for love of yourself that you fall into the sinful, lustful desires and temptations of man. It is for love of entertainment that society becomes lazy… and crazy!

But you will never be satisfied until you discover the Perfect Love that I have to offer. Perfect love casts away all fear. Perfect love washes away iniquities. Perfect love never fails.

I will never fail you. You are my beloved!”

I pray that we would all open our hearts to our heavenly Father’s perfect love for us. We need to come out of the shadows and bask in the warmth of His love. His love thaws every cold heart.

Like rain, our Father showers His love down upon us. Yet, so many are hiding under umbrellas and are not receiving the cleansing His perfect love brings. His love is water to a thirsty soul. His love will bring life to dry bones. 

We have constructed walls around us in order to shield ourselves from the hurts of this world. These walls have been there so long, we’ve grown accustomed to them. And because of these walls, we don’t let anyone close. Not even God. 

Well, the thing of it is, God knows the hearts of man. No matter how much we try to shield ourselves by hiding in the shadows, under umbrellas and behind walls, He knows. And He loves us anyway. No matter how much we distance ourselves, He loves us. Nothing can separate us from His love. No height. No depth. No sin. No shame.

Lord, may we tear down our walls and walk in the light so we can soak up Your love for us. May we open ourselves up to You!

Our Father is relentless in His pursuit for us. May we stop running from Him and let Him catch us! His love heals all our brokenness! His love brings freedom from our past! His love gives us purpose! Because when we experience His love, we cannot contain it! We will share His love with everyone we meet and we will lavish our love right back to our Savior!

Now that’s what we were created for!

From a Benchwarmer to an Overcomer… It’s the Final Countdown!

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Down to the last quarter, it’s a tight game. Your heart races as your eyes follow the basketball up and down the court. You pull your focus away just long enough to glance at the time clock. Oh my! It’s getting close. So close! The countdown on the clock has accelerated; we’re in a time crunch! It’s time to give it all we’ve got!

It’s the ultimate battle of good versus evil. Truth versus deception. Light versus darkness. The opposition is fierce. They are menacing giants, cunning and full of trickery. Pure evil, they execute foul after foul. To say they are aggressive is putting it mildly. They are violent!

But there you are. Safe on the bench. After all, you’re just happy to be part of the team. To feel the camaraderie. To belong to a worthy cause. I know your palms are sweating and your pulse is skyrocketing watching there on the sidelines. But what are you afraid of? Really? That the bench might get cold?

Come on, now! Now is the time! Come off your bench and step into your destiny! Shake off the fear trying to entangle you! Shake off that spirit of timidity holding you back! Be courageous!

Don’t you know who you are? You were chosen! A huge ransom was paid to have you on the team! A price more than the Cavaliers pay Lebron James, man!

Ignore the opposition’s chants of ‘you can’t‘ and ‘you won’t.’ They are just afraid that you will! Show them what you are made of! You are an overcomer! Blessed and highly favored! The head and not the tail! Above and not beneath! More than a conqueror!

Light always overtakes darkness! Truth always shatters deception! The victory is yours, but you’ve got to get in the game!

Your team needs you! They are suffering violence! And it’s time for the violent to take it back by force!  Rise up and make the opposition tremble in fear! Unleash the lion of Judah that is within you! LET THEM HEAR YOU ROAR!!!

Now… get out there!

And having summoned His twelve disciples, He gave them authority over unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to heal every kind of disease and every kind of sickness… These twelve Jesus sent out after instructing them, saying, “And as you go, preach, saying ‘The kingdom of heaven is at hand.’ Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons; freely you received, freely give… Behold, I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves; therefore be shrewd as serpents and innocent as doves.”  –Matthew 10

Ready or Not, Here I Come!

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“… that He might present the Church to Himself a glorious bride, without spot or wrinkle or any other defect, but to be holy and unblemished. …” –Ephesians 5:27

I had a dream recently where I was preaching in front of many people in a church. I was preaching about Jesus returning for His Church. His Bride. I was preaching with such fervor, I remember spit spewing from my mouth. I was asking the congregates how they would react – what they would do – if Jesus Christ, Himself, walked through those doors. And I pointed to the doors in the back of the church.

Without waiting for an answer, I quickly replied, “This is what would happen!” Lo and behold, the doors began to open. I watched breathlessly as Jesus, my Lord, entered into the church.

His gaze immediately captured me. I am the one He is after! I am His Bride!

He walked down the center aisle, never removing His gaze. His eyes blazed with passion. Whether captivated by those eyes or weakened from His presence or both, I stood unmoving. Although every fiber in my being yearned to run to Him. Yet, I watched… and waited for Him to come to me. For me.

Suddenly, in the next blink of my eye, I am within His reach. His arms envelop me and he swings me into a dance. An elegant ballroom dance. A lovely song begins to sing over me. In the hidden locket of my memory, I recognize the song.

It’s the song from Sleeping Beauty.

‘I know you. I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. And I know its true that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you’ll do. You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream.

Once upon a night, I dreamed we’d be together. In love forever. Once upon a night, I was wishing for a never, a never ending. Once upon a night. Once upon a time. Once upon a wish. Once upon a dream.’


Wow! What a prophetic picture of the Bride of Christ!

She’s found proclaiming the gospel, preparing the way for the Lord’s return. The cry of the Bride echoes throughout the land awakening those who have ears to hear from their slumber. She is adorned with her jewels, clothed in garments of salvation, and arrayed in a robe of His righteousness. [Isaiah 61:10]

Her lamp is trimmed and her oil is ready. [Matthew 25] She watches and waits for her Lord’s return as a watchman on the wall. And the Spirit and the Bride say, “Come!” [Revelation 22:17]

For in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet, heaven will open and behold, a white horse, and He who sits upon it is called Faithful and True. In righteousness He will judge. [1 Corinthians 15:52, Revelation 19:11]

Those not prepared – those who have forsaken the Lord and pursued their own pleasures – will beg, “Lord, lord, open up for us,” when the door to the wedding feast closes with a thud.

But He will answer and say, “Truly I say to you, I do not know you.”

His attention quickly returns to His Bride. The True Church. No longer is she called Forsaken or Desolate, but He gives her a new name. Sought out. [Isaiah 62] She was faithful and He sought her out. Rescuing her from death. She will reign with Him forever and ever.

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Perhaps the life we are living is like a dream…

“For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known.” — 1 Corinthians 13:12

…and just like the song from Sleeping Beauty, we know Jesus and He knows us. We know Him because we walk with Him. We talk with Him. We come before Him with nothing hidden, making ourselves known. And He reveals Himself to us. He speaks to us through His Word. He directs us through His Holy Spirit.

When we wake from this dream and see Him face to face, He will take us in His arms and sing this song over us.

“I know you. I walked with you once upon a dream…”

Do you know Jesus? Are you walking with Him, hand in hand, through this moment in eternity we call life? Will He find you faithful? Or will He find you defiled with other lovers?

“But realize this, that in the last days difficult times will come. For men will be lovers of self, lovers of money, boastful, arrogant, revilers, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, unholy, unloving, irreconcilable, malicious gossips, without self-control, brutal, haters of good, treacherous, reckless, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God; holding to a form of godliness, although they have denied its power.” –2 Timothy 3:1-5

If you are wasting your life on things that will perish, it’s not too late to give your life to Jesus. The things of this world grow dim in the light of His glory. This is my prayer for you…

“That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you a spirit of wisdom and of revelation in the knowledge of Him. I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened, so that you may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, and what is the surpassing greatness of His power toward us who believe.” — Ephesians 1:17-19

And for those of you who are already believers…

“I solemnly charge you in the presence of God and of Christ Jesus, who is to judge the living and the dead, and by His appearing and His kingdom: preach the word; be ready in season and out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort, with great patience and instruction.” — 2 Timothy 4:1-2

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Boy, am I looking forward to that dance! Find me faithful, Lord!!!

(Please share this message of love and truth with those God has entrusted you with. The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few. Let us proclaim the kingdom of God together!)

Eating from the Hand of God and Enjoying the Fruit of our Labor

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This is a follow-up from last week’s ‘Divinely Different, Uniquely You’ post. If you missed that article, I will sum it up in three words, “WE ARE BEAUTIFUL!” We are beautiful because we were created by the hand of a perfect God. When we find our identity in Jesus, we strive to look like him. Not like the model on the cover of a magazine. When our focus is on Jesus and not ourselves, we become secure in who we are and our gaze turns upward and outward rather than downward and inward. Ultimately, we cannot fulfill the second commandment, “Love thy neighbor as thyself,” if we don’t first love ourselves. So we are exchanging body shaming for Spirit glorifying! Amen, amen! This post will concentrate on taking authority over our bodies and walking in divine health. As a child of God, we are redeemed from the curse of sin we were born under and Jesus has given us the keys to walking in freedom from sickness and disease. The Bible has many things to say about this, so without further ado, let’s dive in!

Eating from the Hand of God

“And the Lord God commanded the man, saying, “From any tree of the garden you may eat freely; but from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat from it you shall surely die.” –Genesis 2:16-17

Have you ever wondered why the very first sin was committed by an act of eating? To be honest, I had not until now. But now that I do consider it, I wonder if it may have been because man must eat in order to survive. Eating cannot be avoided. It is true. There are other functions a man’s body must do for survival. Breathing, eliminating wastes, and all those other autonomic functions we learned about in school. However, these things we do involuntarily. Yet, we must actively eat and drink to live. Food cannot be avoided and, unlike plants, we do not obtain our fuel through photosynthesis. God made food for us to cultivate, savor, and enjoy. Of course, too much of a good thing is not a good thing! Back to Adam and Eve, I imagine the only thing available to drink was water. Perhaps they drank from the river flowing out of Eden. [Genesis 2:10] But there were many choices of food to eat.

“And out of the ground the Lord caused to grow every tree that is pleasing to the sight and good for food; the tree of life also in the midst of the garden, and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.” –Genesis 2:9

There were many trees to eat from and only one forbidden fruit to avoid. In the Garden of Eden, what Adam and Eve choose to eat was a matter of life and death. From then until now, I’m not sure much has changed in that respect.

Choices

Everywhere we turn, we are bombarded by luring images and tantalizing aromas of enticing cuisine. (Just typing this description is making my mouth water!) Commercials, billboards, break rooms. Food courts, food networks, food apps. Healthy foods, junk foods. Organic foods, GMO-foods.

How much of our lives is spent planning meals, going to grocery stores, cooking, and eating? Not to mention, when we aren’t doing these things, we are more than likely thinking about food. Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about! I usually think about what I’m having for lunch while I’m still eating breakfast!

And how many of us have waited for a half hour or more at a restaurant waiting for our place at the table to become available? And have you ever watched people at a buffet? They (I mean, we) act like animals pushing others out of our way to get to the trough!

Has food become an idol for us? I wonder…

Throughout the Bible, God gives us numerous instruction about our food. After God blessed Noah and his sons and established His covenant of the rainbow, God instructed them, “Every moving thing that is alive shall be food for you; I give all to you, as I gave the green plant.” [Genesis 9:3]

We have many choices.

  • Psalm 25:12 says, “He will instruct him in the way he should choose.”
  • Psalm 104:27-28 says, “All creatures look to you to give them their food at the proper time. When You give it to them, they gather it up; when You open Your hand, they are satisfied with good things.”

The world’s method tells us to ask ourselves, “Do I really need a snack right now?” So, this method is okay because it gives us pause before we dive into a bag of potato chips. But, personally, this doesn’t help me too much. When I have a craving for chocolate and ask myself if I really need that, I’m going to say, “Yes!” That’s about like a heroin addict coming off their high asking themselves if they really need to shoot up again. Of course, they are going to give in to their cravings and addictions. So, what would happen if we started looking to God for instruction on what to eat and when to eat it? I believe, rather than asking ourselves this question, we should ask God. Just this one simple redirection of a question, changes the focus from us and our needs to God and what He wants for us. By doing this, we also change from relying on our own willpower to say no to the cookies to walking in self-control by the strength of Jesus Christ living within us. Now, we are more than conquerors! We can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens us!!! This is how we can obtain ultimate freedom over food addictions! Something Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, and Nutrisystem can’t provide. I’m not saying these methods cannot work. They very well may. But you’re bound to counting points, weighing and measuring, and eating packaged foods. Where’s the freedom in that!?! God’s plan is for us to walk in diving health. When we heed His instructions, we have freedom! Let us eat from the hand of God!

Enjoying the Fruit of our Labor

All the experts say being healthy is eighty percent diet and twenty percent physical activity.  So, I won’t spend as much time on this section. However, God made our bodies to move!

“For in Him we live and move and exist.” –Act 17:28

Our heavenly Father wants us to be active and not lazy!

“He who is slack in his work is brother to him who destroys.” –Proverbs 18:9

This scripture tells us laziness brings destruction. Laziness destroys the body, the very temple of God. The Word also tells us we reap what we sow, so if we give nothing, we gain nothing.

We must start somewhere. If you can’t run, then walk. If you can’t lift a 10 pound weight, start with a 5 pound weight. Our physical labor is not in vain. We will see the fruit of our labor when we work hard with purpose!

“Always give yourself fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.” –1 Corinthians 15:58

“I run in such a way as not without aim; I box in such a way, as not beating the air; but I buffet my body and make it my slave.” –1 Corinthians 9:26-27

Our bodies are so much stronger than we give them credit. As my trainer says, “Our minds give out much sooner than our bodies do.” Let us push ourselves a little harder every day. Let us change up our routines every now and then and try new things.

And let us remember to rest. Exodus 34:21 says, “Six days you shall labor, but on the seventh day you shall rest.” This gives our bodies time to heal and revive to do it all over again.

I have faith in Jesus Christ inside of you! You can do it! Work diligently as unto the Lord! He is your strength, your endurance, your willpower! He is the giver of health to those who seek Him and persevere!

And God says, “Your body was created perfectly. You simply have to take authority over it. What is your body made of? The dust of the earth. What have I given you authority over? All the earth.

Take authority over your body. Command your body to digest, absorb, and eliminate your food properly. And take authority over the tormenting demon whispering lies in your ear that you cannot make changes to get healthy!

Just as I formed the earth, allow Jesus to be formed fully in you. Get the world’s method out of you. Don’t live off the world’s knowledge, but rather live solely off the Word of God. For He is the Bread of Life!

Just as the Spirit of God moved over the deep waters, so I will cause your food to move through your body and digest properly. Just as I separated the light from darkness, the good from the evil, so I will separate the healthy nutrients causing them to be absorbed, from the unhealthy components causing them to be eliminated.

Just as I named the heavens and the earth, the land and the seas, Adam and Eve, allow me to name the foods you are to eat. Eat from the hand of Jesus. He is the Bread of Life and the Living Water. Taste and see that He is good! You will be satisfied!

Just as the word of God is alive and active, so you shall be active. Just as I yielded seed which bears fruit, so you will begin to see the fruit of your labor/exercise. I will make you strong and mighty because you are in the Lord and the Lord is in you.

Just as I granted Adam and Eve ruler over all the earth, so you will be ruler over your body. No longer will the enemy have authority over your body! I will replace those negative thoughts with whispers of my love for you. I will replace the images the enemy used to haunt your mind with images of how I see you.

You are beautifully pleasing to me.”