Moving Through Seasons

 

 

Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall. Which season is your favorite? I love everything about Fall. The bright, crisp days, the turning of the leaves from green to vibrant yellow, orange and deep red. The sense of accomplishment of the first half of the year and the readiness to hunker down for the shorter days ahead.

As we celebrate the seasons of the earth we realize that life has many seasons. Seasons that come and go. Some that are long and others that are much too short. Many of us are in a season of letting go. Some of us have been through this season before and find ourselves in the last of its kind. For some this is your first experience in this season.

Even as God has been preparing me over the last five years I find this final season one of the hardest. Yet, I know He will never leave me nor forsake me. The season of empty nesting is both sad and exciting at the same time. If you find yourself in this season I encourage you to embrace it as gladly as you do your favorite season of the year!

Precious One, your identity is found in Christ not the season.

Shalom!
©️TereseJMBelme2018

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Re-born to Walk in Victory

Have you ever gotten into your car turned the key and nothing? No click, no sound, only silence. You realize you most likely have a dead battery. The solution is a new battery. In the meantime a jump start may bring the dead battery back to life.

Over the last several months my time with Jesus has not been the vibrant, exciting, can’t wait to meet with Him time it has been in seasons past. I have known for quite some time that I needed a jump start, something to propel me into new territory with Him.

Today I had the amazing opportunity to attend a small intimate gathering of women and learn some new and valuable ways to enter into some very sweet time with Him. I experienced Jesus on a new glory plane. As is His nature, he went above and beyond anything I can ever ask or imagine. He showed me wounds from my childhood that I didn’t realize were within me. He walked me through healing and reminded me of my identity and authority in Him.

He increased my freedom!

My prayer for you is that you would ask Jesus to meet you in new and unexpected ways and teach you to simply sit in His presence, listen for His voice and draw you ever closer through His word.

Shalom!

©2018TereseJMBelme

What do you Have to Lose?

 

 

Going to the store always involves a list for me. Lists ensure that I won’t forget all the items I want to buy. Sometimes our walk of faith can become a list checking frenzy. Causing us to check off our time with God like a grocery list when it isn’t about a list but a relationship.

The old and new, law and grace. One give us a set of guidelines speaking to us of our need of a Savior and the other gives us the desire to live for Him because of the power that raised Him from the dead the power of the Holy Spirit.

Law and Grace walking hand in hand alive and relevant today as the day God breathed them into existence. Even the prophets have not been abolished. All remain until the day that Jesus returns to set all things right according to His will and righteousness.

Precious One please do not wait to allow the law to shower you with its knowledge of the Savior. The longer you wait draws closer to being too late. And what you have to lose is eternity.

Shalom!

#donotwait #eternityawaits #tetheredtotheKing

©TereseJMBelme2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

Immeasurably More

Let’s encourage one another today! In the comments tell us how God has answered prayer immeasurably more than all you could ask or imagine!

Shalom!

#giveGodtheglory  #answeredprayer #immeasurablemore

©2018TereseJMBelme

The Man in the Circle

 

Stand in a circle?! And pray?! That is exactly what Honi the Circle Maker did. He was an ancient Israelite scholar mentioned by Josephus in the book of “Jewish Antiquities.”

Honi drew a circle and stood in it and told God that he would not move until God provided the rain that had not come that winter. Honi prayed and God brought rain.

Rulers, scholars and religious types all thought Honi had a special relationship with God. Actually, what he had was prayer. He was so closely knit to God he knew the goodness of God’s character.

Honi wasn’t satisfied with just rain. Honi’s heart ached for the people of God. He not only desired the seasonal rain, he wanted God’s rain of favor, blessing and graciousness. Honi didn’t give up, he prayed consistent and persistent, big audacious prayers, that could only be answered by God. Then he waited in expectant anticipation for God’s answer.

Audaciously bold prayers our part of our inheritance in Jesus. You will never know unless you ask and when you ask let it come from a heart that has been steeped in the truth of God’s word and promises.

Boldly go where every man, woman and child ought to go…before the throne of God, drawing circles around your prayers.

Shalom!

©2018TereseJMBelme

 

He Saves our Children

I love the book of Isaiah, it is one of my favorites! Over the past several weeks this verse has been skipping along in my mind and every time it makes a cognizant appearance, I thank God for this promise.

Last night, our son was delivering for Postmates and there were several glitches in the system. He finally decided to simply go home, well before midnight. Our youngest lovebug was suppose to work until 1:00am but called and said she was on her way home, also well before midnight. Our oldest lovebug had celebrated the New Year several hours earlier and was already safe and sound.

While our son was slightly frustrated that he was trying to earn money and couldn’t, this verse once again made an appearance. This promise that God will save our children, ultimately is speaking about salvation. However, it can also mean, be or live in abundance, placed in freedom or be saved in battle.

I went to sleep last night thanking Him that all my ducklings were home safe on one of the craziest nights of the year. Many times His roadblocks are actually His protection.

Walking in greater faith and eyes wide open.

#pivotalyear2018

Shalom!

©2018TereseJMBelme

Loving a Prodigal

 

Do you love a prodigal? Maybe you are or have been a prodigal. I was a bit of a prodigal in my younger years, but I’m also a rule follower and prodigal living, thankfully, lasted a very short season for me. But this post isn’t about placing labels, in fact a few different Bible translations preface this parable as ‘The Story of the Lost Son.’ And truly, that is the core of the issue. The wild, extravagant, and loose living is a by product of the condition of the heart of the one engaging in this lifestyle. Their heart has let go of what they know to be true of God and they are lost. Lost to the ones who love them and lost in themselves. BUT, they are not lost to God.

Sometimes loving a wayward loved one means giving them their inheritance, whatever that may look like, setting them free and trusting God to work out His perfect plan for their life; never giving up hope. Hope is one of the beautiful pieces of this story. The father of the lost son never gave up hope.

I wonder how long the son was gone? Can you imagine everyday the father looking down the road expecting to see his son walking toward him? Hope allowed him to be expectant. And, oh, what a glorious day when he turned his watchful eyes down the road, and there, a far distance off was his lost son come home again. Hope caused him to run toward his son in compassion and shower him with gracious provisions and welcome his son home.

There is always hope.

 

Shalom!

 

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