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You are God´s masterpiece (Ephesians 2:10)


Finding My Identity in Christ

by Joyce Meyer

You are God’s masterpiece. (Ephesians 2:10)

The dictionary defines a “masterpiece” as “a person’s greatest work of art,” or a “consummate example of skill or excellence.” Now, when God’s Word describes you as His masterpiece, what comes into your mind? Do you accept His assessment, or do you think, Well, He must be talking about someone else…if He really knew me, He wouldn’t think that!

Your personal identity—how you see yourself—is often shaped by your early experiences in life. Maybe your parents said things to you as a child that made you doubt your worth. Maybe you were rejected or abused. If so, I can relate to what you have been through, because I experienced every kind of rejection and abuse as I was growing up. I was sexually, verbally, emotionally and physically abused by my father from the time I can remember until I finally left home at the age of 18. I then carried those emotional wounds into my first marriage to a man who also treated me badly and eventually left me.

Even when I met and married Dave Meyer—a wonderful, loving man—I didn’t know how to give or receive love. I was controlling, manipulative, angry, critical, negative, overbearing and judgmental. All I had grown up with, I had become. My problems were deep inside me, caused by years of abuse, a wrong mindset and my wounded emotions.

In Christ Alone

Now, I was born-again during those years. I loved Jesus. I believed my sins were forgiven and that I would go to heaven when I died. But I had no victory, no peace, no joy in my life. I felt condemned all the time. The only time I didn’t hate myself was when I was working toward some personal goal I thought would provide me a sense of self-worth. I was worn-out, burned-out, frustrated, and miserable.

I had made the frustrating, tragic mistake of trying to find the kingdom of God, which is righteousness, peace and joy (see Romans 14:17), in things and other people. I didn’t realize the kingdom of God iswithin us, as the apostle Paul wrote in Colossians 1:27. My joy—and my identity—had to be found in Christ alone.

The Word says, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new” (2 Corinthians 5:17 NKJV). But I had not yet taken hold of the “new creation reality.” I was living out of my own mind, will and emotions, which were all damaged. Jesus had paid the price for my total deliverance, but I had no idea how to receive His gracious gift.

A “Light Bulb” Moment

One day as I was reading the Bible, I noticed this statement in 2 Corinthians 5:7: “For we walk by faith [we regulate our lives and conduct ourselves by our conviction or belief respecting man’s relationship to God and divine things, with trust and holy fervor; thus we walk] not by sight or appearance” (AMP). The Holy Spirit stopped me and asked, “What do you believe, Joyce, about your relationship with God? Do you believe He loves you?” As I honestly began to search my heart and to study His Word on the subject, I concluded He did love me—but conditionally.

But the Bible teaches that God loves us perfectly or unconditionally. His perfect love is not based on our perfection or anything except Himself (see 1 John 4:8). He always loves us, but often we don’t receive His love because of guilt about our wrong behavior. We are supposed to be conscious and aware of God’s love and put faith in it. But I was unconscious and unaware of God’s love; therefore, I was not putting faith in His love for me. What a breakthrough! That was the beginning of my emotional healing. It has been a process, but today I can honestly say I am healed and content. I know in my heart that God loves me—and I also love myself.

Saturate your mind with the truth of God’s Word. It’s filled with reminders of His unconditional love for you. He says you are fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14). He says that nothing can separate you from His love (Romans 8:35). Don’t let the enemy steal your identity. You are God’s masterpiece.Believe it!

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FOR NAIROBI


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I felt a pain in my heart

And while I prayed I started to cry

I asked God for the protection and the grace

After I saw those bodies lying in blood.

There were the mothers and the sons,

There were the fathers and the daughters,

There were the crying and the fear

The floor was washed by tears

There were the questions in their eyes.

The air was saturated by the silent WHY?

Dear God I ask You from the depth of my heart

Don´t allow such suffering anymore to become.

*GOD BLESS ALL OF YOU*

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Vznášam sa


Som ako biely obláčik na jarnej oblohe,

vznášam sa ľahučko nad emóciami ľudí.

Plávam si po oblohe a nechám sa hojdať vánkom ľudských snov.

Po lúke cvála kôň a ťahá za sebou stuhu času,

nežné vlny rieky hojdajú spiace labute, pozemských anjelov.

Listy stromov si šepkajú príbehy víl a škriatkov,

tráva zamávala starej lokomotíve na pozdrav.

Pierka, čo vypadli z krídel holubov,

pristali vo vlasoch nesmelého dievčaťa,

očakávajúceho svoj prvý bozk.

Štvorlístok učupený v tráve volá na žobráka,

aby mu vhodil do klobúka mešec nádeje.

Pošteklil ma jarný lúč slnka

a ja som ho obdarila úsmevom.

Vznášam sa nad emóciami ľudí,

vychutnávam si energiu nekonečnosti

vznášam sa na krídlach bielych anjelov.

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V minulom storočí


Tak som späť.

Som tu a teraz.

Bol to dlhý výlet, jeho začiatok je v minulom storočí.

Výkrik, plač, prisatie sa k prsníku – prepáč za tú bolesť.

Objatie, nežná dlaň, bozky na čele.

Nie, to si nespomínam…

Ale tak nejako to určite bolo.

V minulom storočí.

Prvé kroky, prvý pád a nekonečný svet.

Všetkého sa chcem dotýkať, zapojiť všetky zmysly.

Čo je vlastne strach?

Zvuky, vône, dotyky – ešte ti to nedokážem povedať.

Ale raz… budem mať toho veľmi veľa na srdci.

Vtedy si spomeniem, čo všetko sa odohralo

v minulom storočí.

Školská lavica, prvé písmená, prvá machuľa.

Diktáty, poučky, zákazy a príkazy,  ako správne žiť…

Ďakujem, nemám záujem.

Chyba!

Neuposlúchnutie sa trestá.

Odtlačok na líci a jazva na duši.

To sú už skutočné spomienky na chvíle

v  minulom storočí.

Okovy, bolesť, tmavá ulita.

Tmavý závoj všedných dní.

Straty a sklamania, prosby a náreky.

Prebudenie, znovuzrodenie – nádej.

Neumiera.

Teraz sa už pozerám iba z diaľky na ten svet

v minulom storočí.

Privádzam na svet nový život – výkrik, plač, prisatie sa k prsníku.

Objatie, nežná dlaň, bozky na čele.

Už viem čo je strach.

Spomínam si.

Takto si prišla na svet, takto som prišla na svet aj ja…

Nový život vracia do života aj mňa – tak som späť.

Som tu a teraz.

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Zoznamka so sebou


Zablúdila som.

Vybrala som sa hľadať SEBA.

Zavrela som oči, nastala tma a… kam som sa to dostala?

Stojím pred chrámom.

Zo schodov na mňa hľadí starý muž,

odetý vo svetlej sutane, s bradou po prsia.

Vystupujem po schodoch a chcem ho pozdraviť.

Mizne v útrobách chrámu, ktorý pohltí aj mňa.

Cítim chlad.

A teraz kam?

Na úvahy nie je čas.

Schody vedúce nahor a ďalšie sa strácajú v hĺbke.

Slabé osvetlenie mi neprezradí, kde končia.

Klesám.

Schody búšia ako moje srdce.

Dopad chodidla a… buch.

Cítim sa ako v duši nejakého človeka.

Nohy ma vedú ku dverám s kľučkou zo zlata.

Otváram.

Drevený oltár s bielym obrusom,

s kyticou lúčnych kvetov a horiacou sviecou.

Pekné privítanie.

Smiem sa posadiť?

Čakám,

Kto ma so MNOU príde zoznámiť.

Ticho.

Možno ma čaká niekto hore.

Možno som vošla do nesprávnych dverí.

Možno…

Možno sa práve pozerám do seba.

Tak toto som ja?

Aké jednoduché a zložité zároveň.

Vyslovím otázku.

Chvíľu krúži okolo mňa.

Potom si sadá ku mne podávajúc mi odpoveď.

Skúsim to znova…

Takto to teda funguje.

Naspäť sa mi kráča akosi ľahšie a veselšie.

Mám pocit, že sa vznášam.

A tam dolu vidím ženu.

Niekoho mi pripomína.

Dvíha ku mne hlavu a ruku na pozdrav.

Nezablúdila som.

Tam dolu som JA.

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Stará knižnica


Kamenná dlažba ticho odpočíva v uliciach starobylého mesta.

Nezastoná pod ťažkými krokmi, ani pod kolesami áut.

Bubnovanie dažďa a šteklenie jesenným lístím si ani nevšimne.

Metličkami krídiel ju holuby každý deň oprášia.

A ona ticho spí.

Vykročím po nej a nechám sa viesť.

Kam?

Tam na jej konci stoja múry bielej budovy.

Kľučku jej dverí sme si denne podávali, hltala nás

a vrhala späť na cestu všedných dní.

Nechávala som sa pohltiť.

Jej útroby ma lákali a tam v jej vnútri,

tam som zabúdala na svet okolo seba.

Chodby, police a nespočetné množstvo kníh.

Prechádzky časom, šuchot papiera a šepot pier.

Tu som sa mohla stať, čím som len chcela byť.

Biele múry tichej budovy.

Utíchla ako kamenná dlažba čo k nej vedie.

Už neslúži snom, prechádzkam a tichej ozvene.

Vraj zostarla a neunesie bremeno toľkého poznania.

Rozhodli za ňu iní.

Občas ju chodím navštíviť.

Sadnem si na schod pred jej dvere

a z batoha vytiahnem neveľkú knihu.

Pokračujem v čítaní a ona mlčky počúva.

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