In HIS Arms

I had the most beautiful experience recently. I fell asleep in the arms of Jesus. Have you ever embraced a HUG from God? It comes in MANY forms. My favorite one, is through HIS babies. It can be a smile, literal hug, kind glance, encouraging word. ALL of these, are hugs and kisses and LOVE of Jesus. His desire, is for US to REST in HIS arms.

So, I ask a question today. Do OUR desires line up with those of Heaven??? Are we truly receiving the LOVE of God? Because if we ARE, then we know without doubt, He LOVES us. If we are doubting HIS Love, then somewhere, the frequency to receive it is crossed. I love movies, and I realize now, how much God teaches me there. One movie that shows a vivid example, of crossed frequency danger, is “Ghost Busters.” There is a scene where they discuss their extinction, in trying to capture and destroy the evil, if the power lines cross.

Ultimately, JESUS is our all in all. He has to be. If He is NOT, then He is NOT first. If he is not our JOY, than something or someone is in the way of that. I now understand that LONG before I “felt” the arms of Jesus, I was being held by HIM. Even in the time that I seemed to be disconnected, He knew me. He always saw my destiny, and kept drawing me back into HIM.

So many times, Jesus was fighting for me. I had little, if any clue. He fought through others, and I was so broken, I never noticed. I ask heir forgiveness now, of my own pain clouding the view of Heaven. He fought around others, and with the host of Heaven united, on my behalf. He does that for HIS kids. It humbles me daily, how the LORD fights for His babies. Thank God that He does not sleep or slumber. I am so humbled and grateful for HIS abiding and unending LOVE. I have entered into the Gates of His arms. Oh, it is indeed beautiful. There are NO LIMITS here.

Yesterday, I was given this psalm…

In HIS ARMS, I am suspended. In HIS ARMS, there is never ending LOVE. In His arms, I can surrender ALL. It is safe here. It is okay if I feel small, and feel at all. It is SAFE here. It is good that I express my heart, to my KING. It is SAFE here. In His ARMS, there is hope, and I am HOME. I can REST in HIS arms. I can sleep in HIS arms. I am not CHARMED by the world here. I am fully at peace. ALL evil must bow, when I am HELD in HIS arms. There are no alarms, He cannot handle, or sound. His Grace and MERCY abounds here. I am complete here, HIS favor rests on me, while I reside, in HIS arms. His hands KEEP me, safe and sound. His eyes, watch and record my moves. HIS LOVE flows through my DNA. My blood is made NEW. My organs alive, and well. 100% healed and whole, set free. From Hell, I will never react. Only Heaven moves me, only JESUS lives here. Only the Holy Spirit, can dwell here. Only the Heavenly Father is the one whom I adore. United, the family of GOD, forever more. No more Jacob, no more hurt, no more anger, no more fear. No more doubts, no more questions, for HE alone has made it clear. In full I see, HIS Love for me. Come partake of HIS will of LOVE. Thirst no more, hunger no more. CHOOSE this day. It will never be regretted. Come forth Lazaras, and ARISE. For HIS breath will make your dry bones live again. His simile, His laughter, His JOY will fill you and make you whole. YOur freedom is part of another. Every sister and brother in the body, is ONE through Jesus. The cornerstone, the greatest jewel, choose today. The ONE way. No longer the fool, will you be. Just one more time, put your trust in me, says Jesus. I will fight, I will win and WE will indeed celebrate.

I never considered myself a psalmist. But, Jesus sees me as MORE than I could ever fathom. He sees YOU as MORE too. A song that has been on my heart, is “Dear John.” Mandisa wrote this song, for someone she loves, a family member. This song is a heart cry to Jesus, and a plea to them, on behalf of HIM. I was so touched by it, and even more I am still. The beauty of HIS LOVE. The joy in His arms.

Dear John, How you doin’
I’ve been thinking about you
I’m not sure how to say it,
but I’ve been praying daily
For some kind of a breakthrough

I’ve said this a thousand times
And I know you don’t see my side
But I do it ‘cause I love you
So, dear John here’s the truth…

There’s freedom
On the other side of
Things that keep us tied up and afraid
There’s hope in every situation
No matter what you’re facing everyday
But it’s up to you
You get to choose
The Father is waiting there with open arms

Dear John, People hurt you
And you know I’ve been hurt too
There’s no way to escape it,
don’t let your pain be wasted
No, don’t let it get the best of you
‘Cause God took my broken parts
And gave me a brand new start
Now I am walking, breathing, living proof
And, dear John, He can do this for you

There’s freedom
On the other side of
Things that keep us tied up and afraid
There’s hope in every situation
No matter what you’re facing everyday
But it’s up to you
You get to choose
The Father is waiting there with open arms

Dear John, It’s a not a list of do’s and don’ts
Not a record of your faults
He gave his life pay it all
Dear John, He loves you just the way you are
You are forgiven by His scars
Just open up your heart, your heart

There’s freedom
On the other side of
Things that keep us tied up and afraid
There’s hope in every situation
No matter what you’re facing everyday
But it’s up to you
You get to choose
The Father is waiting there with open arms

Dear John, dear John, dear John, dear John…

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/mandisa/dearjohn.html

This song is so significant. It reminds us that GOD comes NOT against our will. But, if our will is not 100% submitted to HIS, then are we really serving and choosing HIM??? I remember long ago, I was seeking His will, over our marriage. There were circumstances, that could have absolutely destroyed us. In fact, in many ways, they did. But God. His LOVE revives us, causes us to thrive and repent for error in process. For without the repentant heart, we have NO lifeline to God. We are truly disconnected from Jesus. Even if we had been connected b4. He knows when and if we will return to our first LOVE.

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