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The Times Repeat

Times Time and Half a Time

The powerless past. The graveyard sounds. This dead thing that no longer exists yet it has this desire to chain enslave me. All the endless chanting about its once lively affairs. This weight trying to cleave to me standing in blatant objection of all the life I have ahead and to live for now Christ Jesus.


I know better now because Christ has set me free. The blood of Jesus has paid for all my sins in full. I know that his blood is not a trivial thing a common thing. It is miraculous wonderful mystery that I am still trying to understand fully for the rest of my life.


The blood of Jesus will never be revoked.


Through death something new is birthed in my life.


I know that everything that Christ has done is more than sufficient. He does not owe me anything yet He still saturates me in His love and mercy. The call of God being irrevocable on my life and a love song that sings to me in my heart.


For the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable

Romans 11:29 nkjv


His timing is perfect though my flesh tries to depict and another internal dialog that has nothing to do with the Truth but everything to do with sin. Sin working in me.


My convictions have become stronger, I have been gifted a strength that comes from the Lord himself. My faith making its sound a vibration that can be heard and felt. Fighting for it every moment and it's conviction bringing down anything that threatens it.


Thank you Father for always protecting my most holy and precious faith.


The catalog of all the battles I have fought and won in Christ Jesus. MayI spend more time in worship and praise. May it bring forward such a fragrance of thanksgiving that it moves Your heart and changes the earth around me.


Time forward or backward. I like mine forward pointing upward. I know I am no longer that woman who is a slave to her sins. All the mountains have been crumbled to ash. The debris blowing off to a place of oblivion. My feet steady loins girded.



The blessing it is to know that I have conquered in Christ and have tasted and seen His goodness, and faithfullness. Every battle mounting the challenge.


Growth is never ending and at times postures us to change whether we are ready for it. By the mercy of the Lord Jesus Christ it will not leave us behind ready or not. Right to the edge. Until my faith takes over and I am no longer recognizable.


My whole identity being so shifted by Christ Jesus the past bows down and confesses Jesus Christ is Lord.


Pulling me out of me. Knowing the whole time that is exactly what I was made to do and was made to be.



Jesus Christ Forevermore


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