LADY'S MANTLE
Beloved Bride of Christ Jesus
Mighty Women of Valor
A wife of valor
Blessed among women are you.
A Woman
Women
Ann in the world
Being a blessed mighty woman in Christ. I start this off on my journey where Christ as always been mine. I mean as always been the one who walked into my life when the world walked out of it. He Never left me hanging and sincerely loved me through all my troubles and dried every tear that has every touched my face. We share a mighty love. He always comes rushing in when everything seemed to leave and comfort me in ways that I cannot begin to tell you how thankful I am.
I know Him to be the truest lover of my soul. I remember in seasons of feeling the most unworthy and He coming in and filling in every role that needed to be filled in my life. Not just spiritual physical need. Every place I lacked anything He embodied and became it and for me and no one else. He made me feel like I was the only woman on the earth and shared The mystery of His Word with me. And counted me worthy of it to read it, to touch it to believe it, and to later share pieces of it with Him the Holy Angels and His Children.
The deepest love that endured through the revealing of sufferings and pain. Things that are foreseen to come. The love that is unafraid to embrace me through my own pain. The love that can see you broken and continue to tell you are just as special untouched as before they became. The love that the Father had just as He watched His son hanging on the cross. Unashamed and unafraid.
A love that embraced me as a woman. A real one. A big one. Never telling me I needed to become smaller but indeed I want you to stop hiding behind comfort pleasure, and to boldly embrace the woman of valor He wanted me to become. The Father who tells us things about ourselves that require great faith. The woman He knows me to be before I even came to the earth. The relationship we shared.
To all the Jael's, Abgail's, Esthers, Ruths, Naomi.
He is the Lord of Hosts who is never afraid of my strength.
Longing for a more permanent home. The one I am originally from.
Heaven above.
Saying your name more than I say anything else Jesus. Forgive me Jesus.
It is all in the name of Jesus Christ
2 Kings 4:3
3Then he said, "Go, borrow vessels from everywhere from all your neighbors' empty vessels, do not gather just a few, 4 And when you have come in, you shall shut the door behind you and your sons; then pour it into all those vessels, and set aside the full ones.
2 Kings 4:29
29Then he said Gehazi, "Get yourself ready, and take my staff in your hand, and be on your way. If you meet anyone, do not greet him; and if anyone greets you, do no answer him; but lay my staff on the face of the child.
2 Kings 4 nkjv
And You are my First
Being in the world but not of the world.
Our identities are valuable and what translates in our lives can be life changing and lifesaving That as much as we “soft lie” about who we are, that no one is above the light that reveals truth and safely. Sometimes the things that are designed to hurt us, or (hide) us are the things that actually forge us forward into the time reality of who we are. That clock we thought that kept our secrets or darkness finally expires and something powerful happens. Something so powerful that humanity is no longer the same. Even those really old dark things we buried in the ground long ago not thinking anyone knew, not anyone who mattered. We gambled, I guess. That is why maybe we did it in the first place. We took our memories and trophies from those we thought no one cared about hoping to revisit them when it felt good. To claim their identities all over again. Or to change them while they were alive on our tongues we speak of a type of death. The ignorant fantasy dissipate.