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From Our Daddy’s Heart To Yours
My Beloved Daughter,
Oh, how I love you!For too long, the world has infiltrated your mind with their standard of beauty.Their standards are always changing but My standards never change.Measure yourself to me, my daughter, not the world. I bestowed you with a kind of beauty that the world can never achieve.
My grace is sufficient for you and I adorned you with the grace to live out My full plan and potential for your life. Stop being afraid! I beseech you to stop being afraid of your past and of what people might say or think.My dear daughter stop being afraid of failure!In Me there is no failure, only victory.
I created you to love! I created you to teach, train, build and conquer. I created you to live and not die.I created you to prosper and have the very best in life. I did not create you to settle for anything less than My best.I created you to have more than enough and not to be content with lack or just enough. I created you to thrive! I created you for sanctification and holiness, to be set apart.My sweet child, I created you in My image.
I have imparted a sense of style and elegance in you resembling that of a queen. I have graced your speech with words of class laced with honey.There is exhortation in your mouth! There is encouragement in your mouth. There is life in your mouth! Speak life to yourself! Speak My word over your life. SPEAK My word.Speak MY word. Speak My WORD!
Earlier today, I was reading Proverbs
22. I got to verse 14, which says “The
mouth of an immoral woman is a deep pit; He who is abhorred by the Lord will
fall there.” I then checked the cross
reference scripture and it lead me to Ecclesiastes
7:26, which says “And I find more bitter than death The woman whose heart
is snares and nets, Whose hands are fetters. He who pleases God shall escape
from her, But the sinner shall be trapped by her.” I stopped and thought about how many men I’ve run
across who are either married to or are dating bitter women. It’s heart wrenching to see. I’ve seen how
venom spewed from their mouths will tear down a man! Mostly when I am moved to
write, it’s to encourage my sisters in their growth as women. Today, I am moved
to help men who may not realize they are headed for trouble. I do not claim to be a counselor or a therapist,
but I will share what I’ve learned. 1.Listen to
her when she speaks. Listen to her intently!
Ask God to open your ears so …
Chocolate.Tall. Burly. Kind. Attentive. Needy. Obsessive. Seductive. I met “Big Sunset” in the spring of 2007 on a social networking website.His profile picture was taken against a beautiful backdrop of a gorgeous sunset.I was immediately drawn to his physical appearance because he was “my type”, hence the nickname Big Sunset.I convinced myself that there was no harm in an innocent friendship. I wasn’t dating anyone so I felt free to engage in the process of getting to know him.We started out by sending messages via e-mail and Instant Messaging, eventually moving to telephone conversations.During our very first conversation, the Holy Spirit said to me “cut him off”.Instead, I conferred with my flesh and said “there’s no harm in having a friend.”Right? I ignored the instruction and kept talking to him. Each time I talked to him, it got harder and harder to cut him loose. I was being wooed by his words.He kept telling me how nice and kind I was.He kept saying he could just hang on my ever…
A few months ago, I had the pleasure of attending my son's high school football game. No, he wasn't a player on the field but he's a player in the bleachers. He's a member of his school's marching band, living his dream! I was overjoyed to watch him do what he enjoys doing. As I sat in the bleachers, my eyes began to scan the crowd. As my natural eyes uploaded information, my spiritual eyes began to process what I was seeing. What I "saw" caused me to weep on the inside. I was instantly reminded of my former struggle with identity and self-esteem as a high school, teenage girl. I wanted so desperately to grab every girl I saw and hug her. But since they don't know me like that and I didn't want to up being a social media post for being a crazy woman, I decided to put my pen to paper and tell them what I wish someone had told me as a teenager: I AM MORE. This is my letter to them:
My sweet, lovely young lady you are beautiful! I know you…