Crossing Over to Your Promised Land

In my quiet time I read Day 50 in the Book of Mysteries written by Jonathan Cahn. The title is The Exodus Factor and is about the Ivrim.

It means Hebrew-Those who cross over. The Hebrews crossed over the Red Sea and the River Jordan to get to the Promised Land. They crossed the Red Sea to get out of Egypt (old land). before they could cross the River Jordan (new Land).

In Genesis 12 God told Abram to leave everything he knew and go where He was going to show him. Abram might have been a little nervous about those instructions but he obeyed anyway.

As I read this the Lord showed me my journey begins in my head. I have to leave those fearful thoughts-renew my mind with faith filled thoughts before I can enter the promised land He has for me. My faith in Him and the process He is taking me through will in deed take me to where He wants me.

If you need to get to your promised land but you feel like you’re being delayed, remember you have to get out of the old land, physically, mentally or emotionally. You have to breakthrough and move to the new land. It can be done.

Genesis 12:1-3; Exodus 12:51; 2 Corinthians 5:17; Ephesians 4:22-24

2017 A New Year

Today is the beginning of a time no one has any clue how things are going to be. We all are in the same place-trying to make our way. Plans and resolutions are in place but how long will we adhere to them. One day, one week, one month, more. Then back to square one when we fall off the wagon.

I started a journey April 2016-not the beginning of any year. I’m still working my way to the finish line. My journey is more important than any other thought that crossed my mind at the Head of The Year-beginning of the Hebrew year I follow. It is also more important than any list I make for this year-2017.

Although I’m focusing on one major task I’m also moving forward in every other area of my life. This is my pruning, restructuring and conquering year.

I am becoming the person I was always meant to be. How about you?

A to Z Blog Challenge 2015 – I Wonder

I wonder what the outcome of the journey will be.

It’s a road never traveled before.

Mountains and valleys—a roller coaster ride.

Full of surprises that can’t be foreseen so planning’s gone by the wayside.

Can’t imagine the outcome. There are too many variables.

The consequence of consistency makes for a dull life.

Gearing up for the unknown, ready to move forward.

I can’t help but wonder.

A Moment in Time: A Beautiful End

A Moment in Time

A Moment in Time

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Moment in Time.”

An opportunity was presented to me to travel to Italy. When I thought of going to Italy the only place I wanted to go was Venice, Italy to ride in a gondola. I visited quite a few places the first leg of my journey.  As you can see in the photo I made it to Venice and a gondola ride was my portion-a dream come true.

The icing on the cake, the creme de la creme was Venice. I was having a heaven on earth experience-just wish I had more time to spend there. Venice, Italy is on my list again. There’s so much more I want to explore.

An experience like I’d never had before. A moment in time. A beautiful end.

Promised Land Journey

Six years ago to this day (exact date) I made my exodus from Ohio to the Promised Land where God sent me. Texas was not on my radar but it sure was on His. He knew best.

It wasn’t something that could be done in a day, week, month or year. It actually took three years to the month to accomplish the mission. I had to sell my home, leave my job and say good-bye to family and friends. Some people were happy for me and some not so happy but just couldn’t understand, even when I said God said go.

I’d never moved any further than across town. Moving across several states was a big undertaking of which I had no knowledge. I started with lists-many to do lists that kept growing.

The first thing The Lord told me to do a year before telling me I was moving was to pack up my kitchen. Being His obedient child I complied even through an injury I was suffering. The packing didn’t stop at the kitchen but mushroomed to other parts of my home. A year later when He told me where I was moving, my house was already half packed.

In those three years I learned a lot about my relationship with The Lord. My faith in Him grew exponentially because I learned He was the only one I could trust and lean on. He had my path laid out and met all my needs. He had people lined up along the way to help me in my journey. The Lord left no stone unturned.

Today, six years later I can’t imagine what my life would be like if I decided to discount His direction for my life and gone where I wanted to go. One good thing is I won’t have to find out because obedience is better than sacrifice.  I’ll joyfully keep on the journey He prepared for me being thankful along the way.

Journey

I’m on my way somewhere-where God wants me to go.

This will be a journey from where I’m at to where I’m going.

When I look back at this successful journey I expect to see growth like I’ve never seen before in every area of my life.

I expect my relationship with God to explode like multiple firecrackers going off at the same time

My footsteps will be ordered by the Lord with understanding to learn His commands.

I will never be the same-only better in Christ.

This journey will make me fit to do God’s business and bring about an enrichment to my life-like I’ve never experienced before.

Have you ever been on a journey? Did you reach your destination?

A JOURNEY TO THE JEWEL

Ah, thanks, I needed that, and it was well worth the wait. I wrapped my arms around me and gave myself a big love hug. I realized I couldn’t touch the real me because for years I had packed on what I thought was protection—against pain, misery and lack to name a few. I was hurting myself more than the lie of protection I had bought into.

Today I made a hard but much-needed step toward finding the jewel that had been covered and protected for too many years. It was time to take the journey.

I had started the journey numerous times but never finished. Run off the road, distracted, and detoured. I had gone so far and backslid to square one.

I didn’t expect the journey to be easy, but this time I planned to be victorious.

Every journal I own tells about my weight issue. I started my current journal to encourage myself, but there was a difference this time—I didn’t regain the weight. I straddled the fence a lot, feeding the other issues to make me feel good instead of feeding my body correctly to nourish it for long life.

I finally understood when I went to the doctor because I wasn’t getting any better. I still had the same issues. He decided to give me a visual along with a serious scorning. He got his anatomy book out and showed me what a healthy body part looked like and what it takes for it to operate properly. He turned on his serious “time for you to face the truth” voice. He laid out the facts in a gentle but firm way.

I finally got it. I felt the change in my body. Maybe my body got it but my brain, emotions and desires had to come in agreement. As if a tape player was sitting next to me, I kept hearing the doctor’s advice.

I needed to eat breakfast, stop eating out so many times, and change what I bought in the grocery stores. What was I going to do with the food that shouldn’t be in anyone’s pantry, let alone mine?  Throw it away. I didn’t want to be a party to ruining someone else’s health.

It took a week to wrap my head around the transition, but I finally started. The first few days, my body freaked out. It never had three healthy meals in one day. Now things were looking up. My body adjusted faster than I expected. Sugar was a really big demon that had to be annihilated. Another thing to get over was the cost of healthy foods. I wasn’t a big meat-eater and that was a good thing because grass-fed meat cost more than grain-fed meat. The vegetables and fruit from the Farmer’s Market were exceptionally delicious.  My plan was to buy chicken and fish along with a few pieces of beef as I had always done. Load up with more vegetables. Read the labels.

Our bodies take 90 days to regenerate new cells. I will be eating like this for at least that long. I have a feeling it will be longer—like forever. The regeneration of the cells will also allow me to discontinue taking the medication I’m currently on. Yeah!

This journey will never end but I will uncover the Jewel…me. I will then give myself another hug and will hug the delivered, healthy, strong me.

It is a lifestyle change that will keep me strong all my days so I can fulfill the purpose and destiny God has for me. I want to hear Him say, “Well done my good and faithful servant”.

Can you see the jewel that you are or is something covering it up? What can you do to bring the jewel-you to the forefront?