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“Take peace, “ says the Lord, “from the depth of my bosom. Take quiet rest from the center of my soul. I give it to you. The price for it has been paid; by my blood, by my breath, by my pain.

“You toss and turn through the night. You wrestle with fears and are ensnared by worries. But I am here, my child. I am here to comfort you in the midnight hour. Don’t be afraid. Rest in my peace. I give it to you freely. I shower you with it from above. But in order to settle in my peace, you must trust in who I am, what I can do, and the Word by which I stand.”


A short time ago, my coworker was going through myspace and he pulled up a picture of my old ship captain and showed it to me. Now, not that I am one to purposefully hold a grievance. No. I’m a pretty easy forgiver. But there are certain incidents that are hard even for me to recover from enough to forgive.

This captain caused me a great deal of grief and hurt. Not that I believe he consciously desired to hurt me. But human nature being what it is, well, he did. His actions, along with a few others, drove me to a mental state of such despair that I feared I would never recover. I almost killed myself over this incident. And I would not wish that kind of pain on my worst enemy.

So when my coworker innocently showed me a picture of a man I haven’t even seen for over seven months…I had to look away. I couldn’t look at him. I could feel dark emotions beginning to churn within me and in order to keep them from suddenly arising and drowning me in anger, I turned away.

I thought I had forgiven him. And perhaps consciously I had. But my reaction to that picture told me that there was still a very bitter grudge beneath the surface of my emotions. And I didn’t know how to make it go away.

Listen, brothers and sisters. It’s real cute when we say offences come but it’s our choice to receive them. But it’s not reality. Many offences will punch you beneath the belt whether you gave them permission to or not. And guess what? It’s going to hurt whether you pretend it does or not. So what am I saying? We are going to battle with forgiveness whether we admit we do or pretend we don‘t.

I would love to meet the soul who can walk through this life and never hold a single grudge. Oh wait, that was Jesus. Haha. I am going to meet Him one day. J

The wonderful thing about this is that at our weakest, God is strongest. You see, it is one thing for us to not walk in forgiveness and have no desire whatsoever to do so, and a total different thing for us desire to forgive but really struggle with the execution. In the first situation, God is able to help us. But it’s in the latter that He is fully glorified.

As long as we desire to forgive, our Heavenly Father will take us through a heart process. This is where He rolls up His sleeves, gets down and dirty with our dirt and our hurt, and begins to spread healing through our souls. And as He heals, He coaxes us ever closer toward our goal of forgiving the instigator of our pain. Even if that instigator is ourselves.

So be encouraged. If you are in a hot spot like me where you want to forgive but are finding it just a tad bit out of your reach, just keep walking with God. He will guide our footsteps until we are finally at that place of grudge-free peace. And He will love us through every step of the way.

“Therefore with joy you will draw water
From the wells of salvation.” – Isaiah 12:3

There are many “wells” of salvation.

Webster defines a well as an excavation in the ground as a source of water, oil, gas; a spring; any source of origin or supply; a fountain.

I would like to focus on perhaps one of the deepest, most profound, and possible the most neglected wells that we are given access to by the blood of Jesus; the Holy Spirit.

My apostle did a recent study on the 6 emblems of the Holy Spirit and what they represent. This is what he shared:

  • Dove – purity, peace, humility
  • Water – life, cleansing
  • Oil – light, healing, anointing
  • Seal – ownership, finished transaction, security, value, authority, identification
  • Wind – unseen power, unpredictable manifestation
  • Fire – presence, approval, protection, purifying agent, judgment

What. Blew. My. Mind. About this is that if all those things are represented in the emblems, then all those things must be provided through the Holy Spirit. And if the Holy Spirit is a well of salvation, then if I need a little more peace, I just have to draw on the Holy Spirit. If I need some healing, I draw on the Holy Spirit. If I need protection, I draw on the Holy Spirit. Get the picture?

When will this earth learn to heal?
When will the crying and anger,
Accept healing and soothing?
When will the darkness give way to the light?

We look around and see pain.
We look around and see anger.
We look around and see fighting.
We look around and see destruction.

We miss the sunlight,
Dancing off the golden rays,
Come to fight the shadows,
Of this life.

We miss the peace,
Knocking at the door,
Telling us, baby,
It’s going to be alright.

We miss the flowers,
Churning, growing, sprouting,
Bringing color after a rainy day,
Bringing life to an empty soul.

We miss the love,
A gentle breeze,
Blowing through our lives,
Touching and healing our needs.

Come on, my brothers and sisters!

Come on, and choose the sunlight,
Come on, and feel the peace,
Come on, and touch the flowers,
Come on, and bathe in true love.

God is reaching and calling,
He is yearning to relieve,
This weighing on our hearts,
This burning fire consuming our souls.

This pain is blinding,
These burdens are heavy,
This sorrow everlasting,
This toil unchanging.

God has strength for our burdens.
God has the salve for our pain.
God has the peace for our sorrow.
God has the love to cover everything.

If we can look beyond our trials and sorrow,
If we can look beyond the torment of our past,
If we can look beyond the darkness of this world,
We will find peace, love and joy in God’s hands.

I am haunted by this darkness,
Shackled by sin’s destruction.

It wraps around my soul,
But I refuse to let it go.

It takes my peace,
Bars my retreat.

I’m scared,
and lost,


The wounds inside my heart;
Engraved by sin’s abrasion.

Chains of unforgiveness,
Cut off life’s circulation.

My spirit grows weak,
My body, polluted.

Pleading mercy,
Such hurting,


His forgiveness soothes my pain,
I regret turning such love away.

And now I see I’m blessed,
To be held in tenderness.

Melted with devotion,
I lose hesitation.

Falling in love,
With my,