I dreaded today’s long trip. A three hour drive to Morrisville, NC and then I’d have to drive three hours back home. I had to go out of town to take care of a few important things. The drive up was tense and rushed because I had to get to my appointment on time. But on my drive back, I had such a special time with the Lord. It was so special I felt inspired to write poetry. I haven’t written poetry in a while so it felt really good to just do it! I randomly picked one of my instrumentals and began spontaneously writing and singing. I pray it ministers to you in a special and unique way.
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Pork Gravy!
A Short, Sweet Story of God’s Goodness!
I planned it all out today, thinly sliced pork loins with rice, honey butternut squash, and mushroom pork gravy. I usually plan ahead when I’m cooking for family, and today was a little special with Father’s Day being only a day away; I wanted to prepare a special meal for my sweet daddy in law.
The pork loins had been patiently soaking in a juicy marinade for hours in the refrigerator. I glanced at the clock and it was about time for me to head to the grocery store to pick up a few needed ingredients. So on my way I went, gloves, mask, sanitizer and all. Isn’t our world just a sad place right now? Who would have thought that in 2020 we would have to protect ourselves and the people we love when we visited a grocery store.
As I stepped out the front door I saw the dark clouds above me and I heard the sound of thunder. So I said to God, “Daddy could you pleeeease hold the rain until I get home? I don’t want my groceries to get wet.” I finally arrived at Lowe’s Foods, in full protective gear, grabbed my shopping cart and quickly picked up 5 of 7 ingredients. The last two were the most important, dad’s favorite German chocolate cake, and two jars of pork gravy.
I got to the stores bakery section and LO and behold! There was only ONE German chocolate cake left, and I’m pretty sure I starteld the elderly gentleman who was standing close by when my inner child squealed with exceeding joy. I quickly grabbed the cake and then rushed to the gravy isle and… oh no. Clearly the hoarders of the town had paid a visit. When I got there, there wasn’t much left in the gravy section, and the thought of driving elsewhere didn’t sit well with me. Persistently, I kept looking and you won’t believe it! On the very bottom shelf, sat two jars of the EXACT pork gravy I was looking for! There they were, isolated, just the two of them, sitting beside each other on an empty shelf. My jaw dropped and immediately I felt the love and presence of my Heavenly Father.
When I drove back home all I could do was tell God how much I love Him and how special it was that He would save a German chocolate cake and two jars of pork gravy just for me and my little family. AND, just as I had asked, He held back the rain until I got home. It literally started pouring the rain as I carried the last grocery bag through the front door. So, so special.
I wanted to share this little story with somebody today. I don’t know about you, but to me, it’s the little things that God does that make me love Him more and more.
June 20, 2020
I Am Your Father Now…
I absolutely HATED it when robbers tried breaking into our home! It happened way too often when I was a young girl living in Malawi, Africa. THANK GOD my dad was around to protect us! Dad would gear up, lock us in the house, and boldly step outside in the middle of the dark night to shoot at the men trying to break into our home. My mama, siblings and I would huddle up together, trembling in fear, listening to the loud gun shots and anticipating his safe return. “What if the robbers hurt him?” I would think to myself, clenching my teeth and my sweaty fists. Then finally, there would be silence, the gun shots would stop, and the biggest sense of relief would rest in our hearts when daddy walked through the door in one piece, successfully ridding our backyard of the all the scary, mean men.
Fellow Malawians called him “Rambo,” locally famous for killing man eating crocodiles in the Shire river. Don’t believe me? Here’s the proof…
The bottom line is, my dad was a bad a**, still is. I always felt protected when I was with him; it was like having my own bodyguard. I remember one day we were driving home and we stopped at a red traffic light. Unexpectedly, a man approached my dad’s window with a knife; I’ll never forget how fast that man ran when “Rambo” swiftly pulled out his pistol, it was quite amusing. I stuck my nose in the air and thought to myself, “you fool, didn’t see that coming did you?” Not many girls can say that they had a father like mine. I mean, even though we did not have the relationship I desired for us to have, I loved him, and I admired him.
I’m sure by now you’re all wondering where this is going, wondering what this blog is really about, right? And some of you probably thought I was making it all up until you saw the pictures, lol. Well, I wanted to set the scene, I wanted to explain what life was like living in a third world country, the dangers, the reality… I wanted to emphasis the importance of the role my earthly father played in protecting his family. I wanted to do this so that you would understand the significance, and the magnitude of the next part of this story…
The Divorce.
Yup, my daddy walked into the kitchen one night and told us he was leaving. He packed his bags that night and never came back. I must have been a junior in high-school when it happened, and I had recently begun my walk as a young believer several years prior to the divorce. I was heartbroken, and terribly confused; one of my greatness fears was actually coming to pass. I remember weeping and crying out to God that night, I remember asking Him, “Now that dad is gone, who’s going to protect us?” And as clear as day, I heard the voice of God say to me, “I AM YOUR FATHER NOW, I WILL PROTECT YOU.” In that moment, a supernatural peace whisked over my heart, drying my tears and comforting my soul… It was the moment my heart stood still. What just happened? Wait, I knew exactly what had happened – I had a revelation of God as my Father and as my Protector.
A Father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in His holy dwelling.
Psalm 68:5
Days went by, months went buy, years went by… and guess what? Not ONE. Single. Robbery! I could JUMP WITH JOY!! Being a single mom, my mother could not afford an alarm system like we could when dad was around, we could not afford an electric wire over our wall like the rest of our neighbors had and we could not afford a button you pressed to call the police. It has been well over twelve years since dad left and God has held fast to His Word. The neighbors on both sides of our home have been robbed on numerous occasions, one of them sexually assaulted by thieves, but not our home. I left home years ago and now live in the USA with my husband, but God continues to watch over my family and my home in Malawi, He has been so faithful.
My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation. He is my stronghold, my refuge and my Savior— from violent people You save me. “I called to the LORD, who is worthy of praise, and have been saved from my enemies.”
2 Samuel 22:3-4
A Father to the Fatherless.
Maybe you never had a father, maybe you had a father but he was not present. Maybe your father was present, but he sexually, mentally or physically abused you. Maybe he was present but he left, or he didn’t meet most of your emotional, physical or psychological needs.. My father was great at protecting and providing for us, but he wasn’t perfect in other areas; I believe he did not know any better because he grew up without a father of his own. You see the pattern? Forgive your earthly father, he needs healing and he needs Jesus too. Your father may have raised you the wrong way, he may have done things that were not right, but God wants to raise you the right way; He wants to teach you things and show you what real love looks like.
God is a good and perfect father, not only is He the perfect father, but He is a Healer. He can heal your broken heart and bind up your wounds (Psalm 147:3). If your earthly father did not love you, GOD will love you. If your earthly father was not there to provide for you, GOD will provide for you. If your earthly father was not there to protect you, GOD will protect you. If your earthy father abandoned you, GOD will never abandon you! He is ALL that you need and more.
Don’t let the mistakes of your fathers distort who your Heavenly Father is. God is the perfect Father – Let Him in so He can heal you and show you what true love really looks like.
Kyla.B
The Candy Wrapper
With a cheeky smirk on my face I said to God, “Okay Daddy, you’ve given me the candy wrapper, but where is the candy? You can’t give a child a candy wrapper without the candy in it can You?”
A beautiful story of faith. That is what this is about. An event that took place ten years ago and yet the Lord reminded me of it this week! He wants me to share it, and I am absolutely delighted to…
In 2009 I attended Rhema Bible College in Johannesburg, South Africa. While I was there I asked the Lord for something; I asked Him for a Blackberry cell phone. Blackberry’s were the ‘in’ thing at the time, many of my friends had one! The phone I carried around was a little beat up flip phone. The screen was probably the size of an Apple Watch screen. Believe it or not, it was an upgrade from the phone I had before – some Nokia something. How do I even remember the name of that?! Do they even make Nokia’s anymore?! Oh dear… my children will never know the struggle.
I didn’t want just any Blackberry, I wanted a puurple one – because that was my favorite color… So finally the day came when I boldly approached God and said, “Daddy, I really would like a purple Blackberry, and I know you care about me and I know that nothing is too hard for you.” When I uttered these words I remember having unshakable faith in my heart. I didn’t know when and I didn’t know how, the only thing I knew was my non existing bank account. However, I knew something greater; I knew that God loved me enough, I knew that He did not only care about the BIG things in my life, but that He also cared about the little things. I knew that if He could send somebody to pay for my full tuition at Bible school, including my groceries and my rent for two years, then He could get me a purple Blackberry Phone. It was a done deal, and I was certain that it was only a matter of time until my purple Blackberry arrived.
Back to the story! Several weeks went by and my faith was still undisturbed, I refused to let doubt distract me. And so on one sunny day, once class was over, I took a little detour on my walk home; stopping at my favorite little pizza place for lunch (Luigi’s Pizzeria). I ordered my large pizza to go and as I sat down to wait for it, a cook walked out of the kitchen to greet me. To my surprise, he pulled out a blackberry phone cover and asked me if I wanted it. Wide-eyed and speechless, the words “no thank you” almost slipped out of my mouth, because I didn’t own a Blackberry so why on earth would I need a cover? Then it hit me like a bucket of ice cold water and I instantly reverted my response to, “Yes, I’ll take it. Thank you!”
the Village Shopping Center in Broskruin, Johannesburg. I lived down the road from here and Rhema was a little further down the road.
That day, I received the blackberry phone cover from that stranger by faith. It wasn’t a blackberry, but it was symbolic of the whole concept of faith!
Hebrews 11:1 – Faith is the SUBSTANCE of things hoped for, the EVIDENCE of things not yet seen! The phone cover was the substance of what I was hoping for, it was the evidence of what I had not yet seen! Oh man, I was so PUMPED.
With the pizza in my one hand and the blackberry cover in the other I skedaddled home and that was the moment I smirked and said to Him, “Okay Daddy, you’ve given me the candy wrapper, but where is the candy? You can’t give a child a candy wrapper without the candy in it can You?” I said it playfully with great joy and expectation in my heart. Ya’ll won’t believe what happened that following weekend…
A close family friend came to visit me at the girls commune I was staying at and guess what she brought with her? A brand spanking new PURPLE BLACKBERRY. Ahhhhhhh!! For ME?! The joy was surreal. And quite frankly, in that moment, I was more excited about what God had done than I was about the actual phone. I hadn’t asked anyone for one, or told any family members how much I wanted one, but guess what? My Heavenly Father knew, and He spoke to somebody’s heart concerning me. God showed up for something that I didn’t even ‘need‘. I mean, if He cares about the things we want, how much more does He care about the things we need?
The blackberry cover the stranger had given to me did not fit, so the lady who gave me the phone drove me to a shop to pick out a pretty purple cover to match it! How awesome is God?! I pray that this little story would ignite faith within you. I pray that it would plant a desire inside of you to truly know your Heavenly Father; to know ‘Daddy God’. I pray that you would get to know His heart and that you would grow in the knowledge of His infinite love. I pray that you would trust Him concerning every detail in your life – the big things, and in the little things…
Lastly, I pray that He would become as real to you as the phone in your hands. – Kyla
Talk to Him
Dear God, I want to know You as my Heavenly Father, I want to know You as MY Daddy. There have been people who have hurt me and sometimes I get angry at You because of what they did to me; sometimes I see You through the words and the actions of others. I am sorry for judging Your character before seeking out to know You for who You really are. I would want somebody to know me before they judged me too… So please forgive me, and please give me the heart and the discipline to spend time with You everyday. I understand that to know somebody you have to put in the effort to spend quality time with them. I want to know You. I want to know Your love, I want to feel what Your heart feels, and I want to trust You; in the big things, and in the little things. I want You to be as real to me, as this device in my hands.
Now, talk to yourself
I am important to God. He is a loving Father and I am His beloved child. I see myself exactly the way He sees me and I can walk boldly into His presence at ANYTIME. I am not a burden to Him and what I say, do and feel matters. He cares about all things that concern me; nothing is too big and nothing is too small. I have faith to believe in the impossible because Jesus lives inside of me, and with Him nothing is impossible. I will not worry about anything – I will trust in Daddy God, because He cares deeply about me. I am fearless, I am confident – I AM A WOMAN OF FAITH.
Face to Face with a Guardian Angel
Yes, LITERALLY. On March the 8th my husband and I loaded up a 20 foot U-Haul Truck and attached it to a trailer which had our car on top of it. Altogether, it was about the length of an 18 wheeler Semi Truck! Intimidating, I know. Even though my hubby was being a man about it, I knew deep down that he was a tad bit nervous about the lengthy trip that lay ahead of us. Neither one of us had ever driven a vehicle of such ‘ungodly dimensions‘. We usually scurry along in an attempt to pass them on the highway! (Get thee behind thee satan). Come on, ya’ll know what i’m talking about.
Seriously though, how were we going to take sharp turns? How were we going to park at the gas station? Or stop to get some food?! My most concerning thought was, HOW in the world was I going to be able to make regular stops to use the rest room?! Would we have to stop on the side of the road and pee behind a rock or a bush like we do in Malawi? This is America though, I’ll probably get arrested! Or even worse, see a video of myself on YouTube gone viral. Peeing on the side of the road with village men and children watching from a distance was bad enough, this would be MUCH more humiliating! Oh my God.
I had so many concerns and so many worries, but God kept saying “GO.” And so we went – by faith. Not really knowing what to expect and what was ahead of us. The journey from Oklahoma to North Carolina is wearisome, we would know because we’ve done it several times before. A sixteen hour drive together with all the stops ends up being a two day journey! This time would be different though, this time, we weren’t just going on vacation, we were going for good; and we were carrying a truck load of our belongings.
By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going – Hebrews 11:8
Leaving Oklahoma.
Funny enough, I always knew I would marry a man who is as crazy as I am. Crazy enough to hear the voice of God and “just do it”; no matter how impossible it seems, or how puzzling it is to the flesh. I asked my Heavenly Father very specifically for a partner who would be in tune with the flow of His Holy Spirit. And sure enough, God sent me James. So now, we shall take a moment to honor him and gaze upon his beautiful face…
Okay, OKaaay. Back to the story. I know you are all anxious to know about the experience with our guardian angel, I promise I am getting to it! But before I share the juicy details I have to elaborate a little more about the move and how God spoke to us. I’ll keep it interesting, okay? Let’s go.
So, my hubby and I had everything planned out. We were getting ready to move from “the ghetto” (North Tulsa, OK), into a really nice apartment in the south. We had put down our last months rent, signed our lease for the new apartment, and hired a few people to help us with the move. It was only a week before we transitioned to our new place and we were beyond ourselves! The excitement was real. No more gun shots, no more homeless people knocking at our door, no more squirrels in our attic and stray dogs barking at us; and, no more gang members driving up and down our street. Ha-lle-lu-jah.
I was filled with excitement. Well… I suppose ‘filled’ wouldn’t really be the right word, because if i’m going to be brutally honest with you, I really didn’t feel fulfilled. Something was not in place, something in my spirit man was not sitting right. I no longer was happy at my workplace, I didn’t feel peace there. The thought of moving to a new apartment was great, but we would still be here; we would still be in good Ol’ Oklahoma…
So one afternoon, hubby and I came home early from work and we just plonked ourselves down on the sofa. He had an unfair situation happen to him at work that day so he was feeling down. We spoke about how unhappy we felt and how tough things had been for us in Tulsa. Then all of a sudden, James looked at me and said, “What if we leave?”. Surprisingly, those words did not shock me. Without any hesitation I responded, “What if we do?” We searched into each others eyes for a moment, smirking at one another. It was outlandish; how could such a crazy thought fill us with so much joy and satisfaction?
After talking about it we made the decision to pray, so without any delay we sat on our bed and we asked the Lord to speak to us. We sat in silence with our eyes closed and I kept hearing one word, which was “GO”, but I didn’t say anything. It frightened me, because “going” meant quitting our jobs, not moving into our new apartment and basically starting from scratch. A couple of minutes went by and we finally opened our eyes. James looked up at me and asked me what I heard, and before I could speak he said, “did He say GO?” My eyes widened and I yelled, “Oh my God, yes!” James heard the same thing. The Lord had spoken, and He didn’t stop there.
Three days later James and I met our good British friend Doug for dinner. After dinner we all agreed to go hang out at Starbucks. I feel like Starbucks is like the Christian “after party”. Like, we’re done here, lets go to Starbucks next! It’s all fun and games until a disgruntled employee starts sweeping your feet five minutes before closing time. Get thee behind thee… Anyways, so we went to Starbucks, got our drinks and sat at a table close to the door. What happened next is INSANE. A man walked through the door, fixing his gaze directly on James. James was the first to speak and he asked the gentleman what his name was, “Magic Al” the gentleman responded. Turns out he was a well known Christian magician that James had been wanting us too meet and sit down with for a long time.
http://www.grandmasterofsurprise.com/shows.htm
Magic Al then asked James, “What are you doing right at this very moment in your life?”
James concluded, “Well, my wife and I are thinking of moving to North Carolina.” Magic Al’s response confirmed all that the Lord had been speaking to us. He said very boldly, “YOU ARE. You are supposed to go.” He continued, “the Lord got me out of bed and had me drive to this specific Starbucks to tell you that you are supposed to go.” I took a huuuuge sigh of relief; that was the exact confirmation I was waiting to hear! Magic Al then grabbed his coffee and sat down with us. The four of us had such a rich conversation, and he showed us a couple of cool magic tricks too! It was an amazing evening.
I’ve learned that God will always confirm His Word. He never leaves us in the dark or in doubt! And I am so grateful for that. The Bible tells us that He is not the author of confusion, but of peace (1 Corinthians 14:33). So, we finally said our goodbyes and packed our belongings. We quit our jobs with integrity and made peace with our bosses; they both gave us their blessing, which was an absolute work of God. It was so clear that God was in it all, and we were soon to find out that He had also gone before us…
Meeting Our Guardian Angel.
And now, the story you have all been waiting for! If you skipped the whole story and scrolled down to the bottom just to read this part then, SHAME on you. Lol, just kidding, this is a judgement free zone. People who don’t like to read be do’in that tho… Anyhoo!
On March the 8th, 2019 we finally left Tulsa Oklahoma! Exhausted wasn’t even the word to describe how we felt, but we left with great peace in our hearts and with many prayers spoken over us by some of our dear friends. We had been travelling for about four hours already and the dreaded time had come, it was time for a bathroom break, and it was time to fill the long vehicle up with gas. Come to think of it, we were really at a disadvantage. We couldn’t use the gas stations that accommodated trucks, because they only sold Diesel! And U-Haul trucks run on regular gas, apparently. So annoying.
So we drove by a little gas station and filled the U-Haul truck with gas. The only problem was that the trailer behind us was at an awkward angle, so when we attempted to drive off it was going to hit part of the fuel dispenser. Oh dear. My anxiety had reached it’s peak. I got out of the truck and stood close to the back in hopes that I could watch for James and instruct him on how to reverse but it was a disaster; I only made it worse. It was late, and the only people behind the counter in the little store were two young females. A middle aged lady and young children had also pulled up beside us to fill up with gas.
After failing miserably, in my frustration, I finally just said, “Lord, please help us!” And almost immediately an old man came out of nowhere, his warm smile was so comforting and he said to us “I’ve been watching you guys.” He comfortably rested his arms on James’ window and asked if he could help. I was still standing outside the vehicle and watched the gentleman direct while James followed. I felt a great peace surrounding him and I knew the Lord had sent him. I wondered where he had come from and looked for another car but didn’t see one.
At long last! The trailer with our car on top of it was finally aligned with the U-Haul truck and away from the fuel dispenser! I couldn’t thank the sweet man enough! I danced around the truck and hopped into the passengers seat. The gentleman leaned his arms by James’ window again and had the kindest smile on his face. The last words he said to us were, “I’ll be watching you.” He then walked away and disappeared! It was a holy moment and we knew that we had just had an encounter with our guardian angel.
The journey was easier from then on. We were fearless, knowing that God had assigned an angel to watch over us, and we didn’t run into any other problems! The gas stations we pulled into had more space, and the hotel we stayed at accommodated larger vehicles. All was well and we arrived safely, with our hearts full. Oh, and I didn’t ever have to pee on the side of the road! THANK. GOD.
James and I are so glad we obeyed the voice of the Holy Spirit. What if we hadn’t? What would the rest of this year look like? Would we have delayed God’s promises? Would we have regrets? I cant help but think about how different things would be if we decided to stay in Tulsa. Right now we are settling in really well in North Carolina! I LOVE it. We are living right on the border of North and South Carolina so we get to enjoy the best of both States! We have family here too! I’ve always dreamed of living close to the beach so I am pretty excited about this new season.
Deuteronomy 30:8-16
You will again obey the Lord and follow all His commands I am giving you today. Then the Lord your God will make you most prosperous in all the work of your hands and in the fruit of your womb, the young of your livestock and the crops of your land. The Lord will again delight in you and make you prosperous, just as He delighted in your ancestors, if you obey the Lord your God and keep His commands and decrees that are written in this Book of the Law and turn to the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul. Now what I am commanding you today is not too difficult for you or beyond your reach. It is not up in heaven, so that you have to ask, “Who will ascend into heaven to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?” Nor is it beyond the sea, so that you have to ask, “Who will cross the sea to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?” No, the word is very near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart so you may obey it. See, I set before you today life and prosperity, death and destruction. For I command you today to love the Lord your God, to walk in obedience to Him, and to keep His commands, decrees and laws; then you will live and increase, and the Lord your God will bless you in the land you are entering to possess.
“You are not as close to Me as you used to be”
Last night, right when I was about to fall into a deep sleep, I heard a voice… I heard it within the inmost part of my being; the soft and gentle whisper of the Holy Spirit. It was SO clear I could swear it was audible; it was so real I felt it. He whispered, “You are not as close to Me as you used to be.” Fear gripped my heart and my body jolted back into consciousness. Believe it or not, I chose not to ponder on it too long because I was exhausted and just wanted to sleep. I love my sleep, but sometimes, especially in such a Holy moment like this one, it’s just not THAT important. Sadly, in this instance, I picked slumber over Jesus, and that is NOT popp’n. Sigh… See, the Kyla I knew a year ago would have woken up and got on her knees. I guess that explains why He said what He said.
That was last night. Fast forward to today and my emotions were all over the place! It has been a stressful, and mentally taxing day. My husband and I just moved from Oklahoma to the East Coast, and the move has been physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually draining. This evening I finally had some time to myself to reflect upon the Words that the Lord whispered so clearly to me the night before. I didn’t want to watch Television, didn’t want to get on my phone (that’s a first), and I didn’t want to vent to Him and offload all my carnal thoughts and feelings. There was so much on my mind and in my heart, but I just felt so strongly to sit with Him, to shut up and listen.
He began to speak and I just wept. He said He knew that I loved Him but that I had put Him at the bottom of my priority list. He explained how for the last year, I have been doing life with Him, but not talking to Him and giving Him enough of my time and attention. I really broke down when He said, “How can two people be right next to each other every single day and one not acknowledge the other?”.
I felt His grief. I felt the grief of the Holy Spirit; and it hurt. I felt His pain, and I was the one causing it. And I felt that fear again. The same feeling of terror I felt when He had woken me up the night before. I realized that it was a fear of Him leaving me. I gripped my heart tightly and pleaded, “Please don’t ever leave me! I don’t ever want You to leave me. I can’t do this life without You and I LOVE you. I’m sorry for hurting you and for putting You at the bottom of my list, You are the most important person in my life.”
We spoke for a while. He comforted me and said He was not going anywhere and that He never planned to. I knew then that He had not threatened me or planted fear in my heart; that is not His will or His character. There is no fear in love, but perfect love drives out fear – 1 John 4:18. God is perfect love. And sure enough, that fear was driven out whilst spending time with Him. I do believe I felt a Holy fear though, like, more of a reverence and a respect toward Him; and that caused me to draw close to Him; my heart was exposed to His grief.
The Holy Spirit is a person and we can grieve Him (Ephesians 4:30). We can grieve Him by constantly ignoring Him, constantly being ashamed of Him, constantly denying Him, mocking Him or constantly not acknowledging Him. Yes, we are human, and we are not perfect; even the best of Christians miss it at times! But being a Christian means you have the most important person living inside of you, and that is the Holy Spirit of God. You’re not doing life on your own anymore! The Holy Spirit is not a whimsical breath of wind, He is a PERSON. Kathryn Kuhlman said it best:
The Holy Spirit is a PERSON. A person has intellect, emotion, will. With the intellect a person can know, can think, can understand. With the emotional capacity a person can feel, can love. With will, a person can decide, can act. He has emotion. He is touched with the feeling of my infirmities. He cares. You miss the joy of being a Christian if you don’t have a relationship with God.
Kathryn Kuhlman
With all that said, Jesus and I are cool now. I needed a heart check, I needed to feel what He was feeling for me to recognize that I was putting the cares of my life before Him, and allowing the things around me to distract me. I remember in my high school years I would ALWAYS make time for Jesus. It didn’t matter how I felt or who’s house I was at, or how many people were around me. I would excuse myself from my friends or family, lock myself in a room and spend time with Him. And if every room was occupied, i’d go outside or lock myself in the bathroom and sit on the toilet seat. At school I would take bathroom breaks just so I could escape class and be alone with the Lord for a few minutes. I was so in love with Him, and I was FEARLESS. It didn’t matter how tired I was or how long that essay took to write. I would read at least ONE verse of the bible everyday; with one eye closed and the other half open at times. I would write Him notes and I would bake Him a cake on His birthday. We were so close. When His Spirit is close to us, we are fearless, and we are free.
“Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom”
(2 Corinthians 3:17)
I was a child then, now I am a woman. I’ve been through a lot in my life and those hardships have made me stronger, which is great; but in other ways I’ve become tough and unresponsive. I never want to stop expressing my love toward my sweet Jesus, I never want to be so tough that I am no longer vulnerable around Him. I’ll share with you one last thing He said to me tonight. He encouraged me to never neglect the gifts He has placed within me, because they are part of who I am. Singing, creating instrumentals, writing poetry, speaking to women, and even exercising! He reminded me that I feel the closest to Him when I do these things. Like, He speaks to me the most when I am in the zone! Does that even make sense?! Well, it does to me.
If you are reading this, I pray that you would be touched to your core. If you have drifted in any way, I pray that you would return to your first love; who is Jesus. May His love rekindle the flame within your heart that once burned so brightly. I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
In Jesus Name.
About
Hello there,
My name is Kyla. I was born and bred in a little country in South East Africa, that is, Malawi; the beautiful, warm heart of the continent.
I have a heart for Jesus. It’s as simple as that. Why? Because He saved my life, and for that I willingly lay it down for Him; over and over again. Not only did He save me from an eternity in hell, but He became EVERYTHING to me. Literally, everything.
This blog was birthed in a moment. A moment so special, so beautiful. A moment I have had countless times, but neglected almost every chance I had to record it on paper, or voice it on a screen. How can I have all these monumental experiences with the Lord but keep them to myself? No. I have to share them.
So join me on my journey with Jesus. The highs and the lows. The victories and the defeats. The lessons I have learned and the lessons I have yet to learn. The precious moments spent with Him. Our conversations, our love, our reality. May you be inspired, but most importantly, may you seek out to KNOW Him for yourself; to EXPERIENCE Him. I pray that you would grasp the depth of His infinite love. Ephesians 3:16-19
WELCOME to my life! A Narrow Strait. Where Heaven and earth meet and are One.
My mouth shall tell of Your righteousness and Your salvation all the day,
For I do not know their limits. I will go in the strength of the Lord God; I will make mention of Your righteousness, of Yours only. O God, You have taught me from my youth; and to this day I declare Your wondrous works. Psalm 71:15-17 (NKJV)
“WELCOME TO MY LIFE; A NARROW STRAIT. WHERE HEAVEN AND EARTH MEET AND ARE ONE”
– Kyla
Keep it Glowing Girl 