I remember when I decided to be all in for God. A thought rose up in my mind are you sure? What if you fall short? You know… you still have some struggles right. I never use to ask God for forgiveness unless I know for sure I won’t do it again. This I must say was a way for the enemy to keep me bound to sin. If I didn’t give it to God then the crack in my life was exposed for invasion by the enemy.
We have all heard and know that God is love, but really what does that mean to us? Let’s take a moment to think about this…
God is love, but what does love require of me? God (love) requires relationship and intimate fellowship with each of us. Love want to be close! If you love someone wouldn’t you want to be close to them, in communion and covenant with them or constantly in communication with that loved one? Answer: Yes! Continue reading Love wants to be near
It’s so easy for me to talk to God than be vulnerable with the people in my life. My rational is “well God won’t judge me and he won’t mislead me”. Given my past experiences, I am careful to not make a bad choice that I try not to act without the prompting of the spirit. I have learnt that operating out of my emotions can be misleading and not the best for me or the situation. When I do, I feel real bad and immediately I ask for forgiveness. Then I ask God to show me where the triggers are and what responses I still need to work on. Continue reading Influential Counsel
Whenever I am in Tobago my father is so excited. He will take me to the garden and show me all that he has done. He would say, while pointing at his crops, “all this, I do for my children, not for me.” Oh how I love my dad, My father the Gardner. Continue reading My father the gardner
He that dwells in the secret place of the most high shall abide under the shadow of the almighty. I will say of the Lord he is my rock and my fortress, my God in him will I trust (psalms 91:1-2). Almost every morning I awake, these words are my first fruit. I remind myself daily where I reside – In Christ. Continue reading My dwelling place