Fashions

A particular young lady commanded my attention this morning. She like me was adorned with a message. We were not the only ones you know; we all are clothed in a message when we step into our outside worlds.  Anyway . . . 

A scenario began to form and I thought if only someone, someone she has confidence in, someone she is sure of would ask her questions. Not criticizing questions. Thinking questions. And preface the questions with: Oh, my beautiful child, The Father has endowed you with assets and treasures of heart thumping beauty. I hope you know that. I hope you believe it. Lets explore if you really do. 

With this outfit you have chosen today, have you determined who is your targeted audience? Whose attention are you seeking?
What do you hope to say to them today?
What will your response be to their response to your fashion statement today?

Would you be willing to stand before your mirror each day and ask: Jesus, do You like this outfit? Does it say about me what You say about me? 

 

6 Marks of Biblical Modesty: How God Brings Sexy Back

 

Selah ~ ~ ~

The Other Fold

John 10: 7 So Yeshua said again, “Amen, amen I tell you, I am the gate for the sheep.

11 “I am the Good Shepherd. The Good Shepherd lays down His life for the sheep.

14 “I am the Good Shepherd. I know My own and My own know Me, 15 just as the Father knows Me and I know the Father. And I lay down My life for the sheep. 16 I have other sheep that are not from this fold; those also I must lead, and they will listen to My voice. So there shall be one flock, one Shepherd.  Source

Listening for The Shepherd ~ ~ ~ I’m one from the other fold. 

Kathie 

An Apology, Sir

Abba, I can’t fix this. Why do people — no. Wrong question. I am sorry this fallen humanity of which I am, is so evil. Thank You LORD that You have shown us so much grace and mercy.  I ask for more; not because we deserve it but because we are lost without You.  Forgive us for our unbelief, our willful blindness and our hell-bent propensity to separate ourselves from right and cling to evil. I am so sad that we live like we can keep You locked up in one little closet of our lives; say we are believers, say we are Christians and yet we refuse to allow Your Word to change us. We refuse to let You into all our living. We proclaim we know You and yet our wants have not changed since we said we met You. We are still the same people; still do what we have always done, still talk and walk like before. We are lying and have deceived ourselves, haven’t we? (Titus 3)
I am weary of the boxes we think we can put You in. I am weary of us assigning You to the four walls of a building with various labels denoting worship.  I am weary of You and Your Word legislated out of our places of academia,  halls of law, military, commerce – just the whole of it.  I am sorry, Abba. We act like You are deaf, blind and dumb. Like You don’t have sense enough to maintain our lives, and certainly not a country, and we depraved humans know just what to do.  It’s so stupid to me. Help me not be a part of this mass suicide of sound reason. I pray for a hunger for Your Word that surpasses any hunger I have even known. And I pray to grow to be like Paul and Silas, Peter, James and John; that I will refuse to shut up about You anywhere and everywhere that You open my mouth or pen. This sick world wounds my soul – thank You for Your healing balm – Your Word and Your Spirit that comforts me, challenges me and day by day as I submit to You will grow me up into a woman who does some good. 

 

James 2: 19 Thou believest that there is one God; thou doest well: the devils also believe, and tremble.

20 But wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead?  source 

Kathie