The video says it all. I am supposed to have childlike faith, and then life happens. I’m going back!
We’ve been talking about Satan this week, and we are NOT done, but today is God’s day. Isn’t that what we are taught to believe? Sunday is God’s day. Right?
God is moving so fast in my life, I feel behind! Isn’t that where we’re supposed to be? Behind Him? He has many plans, but He waited until I was ready before He revealed them. How do I know they are His plans? Because they are my wildest dreams! (Another Blog)
We serve a God that wants to grant us our dreams, and He is a wild God! “Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” (Ephesians 3:20 amp)
I have so many things I want to share with you right now, it’s overwhelming! It’s the good kind of overwhelm tho. My heart is racing, and I can’t type fast enough! God has always taken excellent care of me, and that is how this Blog started. To show you!
But now, I’m gonna ‘tell’ you some things.
Will you ‘like’ all of it? Probably not. I am not bashing Christians. I am one! You’ve been sitting in a pew, being spoon fed long enough! (They just closed the screen)
Is God quiet in your life? I have said that many times, “God? You are so quiet!” Nope. I was the one being quiet. He gave me a really big mouth, and the gift of writing. Wow! You go God! I’m finally ready for Him to use it. Heck! He gave me a year of rest!
To the naked eye, it looked like I had Breast Cancer, but He used Cancer to give me rest without an option. You know why? Because God can’t use a worn out warrior!
This song just came on the radio, and you need to take a listen. I stopped writing, and started jumping up and down singing along at the top of my lungs! My arms were swinging through the air, similar of a boxer. I’ll haveta ask my daughter to take a video, because it surprised me how much I looked like a fighter in that moment! God gave me a year off, so He would have His mighty warrior back! Right Olivia?
Do you know why people get offended? Oh! I know…I know! (This is where my hand shoots up it the air, hoping God will pick me to give the answer, like we did in school) I have studied, and learned this lesson because I used to be offended so easily. “Get over yourself Barb!” Oh, you mean it’s not about me? Thank you God!
What I write about is the lesson learned. Satan’s greatest weapon among BELIEVERS is offense. Did you get that? Lemme say it this way. “The truth hurts!” God sends people to teach us, so, to all those people still reading my Blog hoping to see if your name is mentioned? Thanks for the lesson!
BOOM! Did you hear that?!? That was some offended followers leaving, and the door slamming shut behind them! I bet they stalk my Facebook page too, just to see how I’m doing without them in my life. (Me- Waving bye. That’s another Blog)
I bought a book recently from a fellow Blogger. I haven’t read it yet, but I will. Hell, I couldn’t get past the first page! He said, “Raluca Adelina Hanu, this is not for you.”
Cristian Mihai!!!! YOU are a Badass!!!!! https://cristianmihai.net/
God must have really big plans for Cristian Mihai because that’s the poor guys name!
Can you imagine, if he’s waiting for someone at a coffee shop? He is just there, minding his own bizness. This person walks in, sees him, and yells, “HEY CRISTIAN!!!!” Gasp! I imagine everyone sitting there would stop and look in horror!
Now Cristian, thank you for letting me use your name today. If we ever meet in person, I have a huge hug with your name on it. I know….I know….I try not to write names, but it was all God. Oh….That sounded like I was blaming God. Woops! (That’s another Blog)
A friend sent me the above Meme yesterday. That is the kinda people I want in my life. ‘Spiritual Badasses.’ This friend is considered in today’s society a “Christian Lady.” I refer to her as ‘Potty Mouth”, and “Queen B”, (for Badass) because she cusses more than I do, and she ain’t scared of shit! She stared death straight in the face and said, “Get under my feet Satan, cuz God ain’t done with me yet!!!”
She is older than me, (forgive me for saying that), but with her extra years, she is filled with wisdom. I don’t ask for her ‘opinion’. I ask her to lay some ‘wisdom’ on me! Thank you God for Connie Moore! Oooops! I used her name! Well, one of her favorite sayings is, “Just do it, and ask forgiveness later”, but I won’t need to do that with her.
My God is yelling my name from the mountain tops! “HEY CHRISTIAN! I have some plans that are gonna blow your mind, but I need you to sit with me everyday!!!!”“For I know the plans and thoughts that I have for you,’ says the Lord, ‘plans for peace and well-being and not for disaster to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11)
If Sunday is the only day you sit with God, that is between you and Him. My God wants to use me everyday, and that is scary. Have you been around me before?
I must be preachin’ good, because I just saw my very first snake in the yard. He was right in my path, and I almost stepped right on him!!! Isn’t Satan a snake in the Bible? If your life is quiet, it’s because Satan ain’t worried. Yea, I wrote it in bold because I haven’t been a threat to him in a long time, but guess what Satan? Be worried.
I know I have been sharing a lot of Christian music recently, but that is what I have been listening to. Allow me to show you how God is trending in my life.
Music was not a part of my life for a season. Four years ago, I had this phone I absolutely loved, and it had free music on it. You may recall, it’s the phone I used to play my praise and worship music on the pier in Praise Him Anyway.
My phone carrier stopped offering the free music feature. I just never took time to reload something else on my phone. Hey Satan! Dat You? When my daughter received this stereo for Christmas, music was back in our home. God wants us to hear, and feel the music.
Psalm 95:1 says, “Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.”
Well…This week, I have been singing so much, and so loudly, my throat is sore.
It all started when my daughter hooked up that sub-woofer. It was more than just hearing it like before. The bass made my chair vibrate as I was writing!
This is song number three this week, but every time it comes on the radio, I jump up and start singing along with it. I’ve danced so much, my dog tries to dance along with me. If my 12-year-old dog gets excited, my hope is God does too. I’m Coming Out!
Through this song, God is saying, “If you could only let your guard down. You could learn to trust me somehow. I swear, that I won’t let you go.” God Uses Scraps.
I do trust Him. He used my Cancer Journey to show me I could trust Him with my life. Literally! If you look at my posts from this week, you can see my guard coming down. He gave me the name Letitgocoach, and I want to live up to that name. He hasn’t let me go yet, so why should He start now? I’m finally to the point of not letting Him go either.
The saying, “Big Hot Mess”, has new meaning to me. I just watched a video by Steve Harvey, and he broke it down simply. Let’s see if I can do the same.
I like simple. There is nothing fancy about me, but I’m happy. I had fancy, but my life was not a happy life. I could walk through my home, and see pretty things, but I couldn’t look in a mirror.
You see, my then husband and I were living above our means. We were buying all these beautiful, expensive things, and putting them on credit cards. That will be in the book I’m writing, but I haven’t needed to use a credit card in 5 years. Lesson learned.
Steve Harvey used to work for Ford Motor Company. He was a foundry which builds the engine block. The block is the foundation of the engine. You have to have a solid block before adding pieces to the engine. It all begins with scraps. Twenty something years later, Steve is a spokesman for Ford.
Ford uses scrap metal to build their engine blocks. The scraps are laying in a junk yard, and look useless. Are you underneath a pile of junk? Like some of the things that are happening in your life right now feel overwhelming? You may be in the furnace being melted, so God can use you!
When I was willing to let all that stuff go. To walk out of the glass house I had built for myself, it was like God said, “Yay! There you are. Let’s get to work!!!”
You see, I was a mess. I felt like a car that had been wrecked. I was so tired of keeping up with the Jones’, and I didn’t even know anybody with the last name Jones!
All the pieces of my past. Everything I had been through were piling up. I was my own personal junkyard, and the pile was getting pretty intense! Then here comes God.
Steve Harvey showed a video of how an engine block is made. They would dump all that scrap metal into a fiery furnace, and it would melt down into liquid form. A machine would pour the liquid into a mold, and here comes my favorite part…A giant claw would come by and grab the mold! Have you been melted down, and then grabbed by God?
Well, hold on tight baby cuz this is where it gets good!!!
Going through Breast Cancer last year changed me. I had been writing for three years, and felt like I was doing okay with it. Those three years were my ‘push ups’.
Can you do pushups? They start out small, but the more you do them, the better it gets. What starts out with 5 pushups, goes to 10 pretty soon, and as long as you keep doing it, (like writing, and publishing each Blog), you are at 100 before you know it.
Well, I had written over 350 posts, and found out I have Cancer. I wrote less last year, but when I could think, I wrote. God was refining me. He used what I was going through not only to encourage others, but to melt me down, and pour me into His mold for me.
When I first started writing, I was covered in junk. Writing has been a very healing process, but you see, I was choosing what to write. I was picking up a piece from the top of the pile, and writing about that. I would ask God to bless it and write it.
Then after doing so many pushups, I was getting stronger but not becoming more brave. I was not brave enough to share the really good stuff. The stuff that was painful to share. That is where Cancer came in. Through Cancer, God made me brave.
Steve mentions in the video that once the hot liquid becomes solid, his job was to hit it with a sledgehammer. Wait….I’m having a Pat Benatar moment.
After about 3 weeks into Chemo, I would come home and pass out. It started off slow and was a gradual buildup of the toxins invading my body to kill that major toxin. Once I had more of the bad stuff in me, than good, God would hit me with his mighty hand.
Like a sledgehammer.
People would ask me what it felt like to have Chemo. I would sorta laugh and tell them, “It feels like being hit by something a lot bigger than me!” My God is big!
Steve would hit the block with a sledgehammer, to make sure it was solid. To make sure there were no air holes, or loose pieces. Then here comes the best part. If it passed the test….wait, did you get that? Let me write it in bold for ya….”If it passed the test…“, the block would continue down the conveyor belt and start receiving additional pieces.
Am I preachin good? We have to be solid before God will add anything else!!!
If you have made it this far into what I’ve been trying to share, you are a Badass! This is probably one of my longer ones, but it has been spirit led. I will not put any restraints on what God wants me to share. No more picking what to write from the top of the pile.
I know you have already spent a good chunk of your time with me, and I am grateful, but if you can spare 30 more minutes, here is the video by Steve Harvey. Be blessed.
I have done a lot of things that make me look like an idiot. Probably one of my all time favorites was when I would praise and worship God on a pier.
I woke up this morning, snagged a cup of Joe, and stepped outside. I love to stand on my front porch, feel the cool breeze (for now), and just soak in the moment. The sun breaks through these two ginormous oak trees right in front of me. It’s like God’s way of saying, “Good Morning.” I walked inside, flipped on the stereo, and stepped back outside.
This moment brought back memories of McDade.
This pier is where I stood and worshiped God. This picture was taken on a crisp, and frosty morning, but that didn’t stop me from going down there. I still remember the warmth of my feet, breaking through the frost, as I jumped up and down, and danced around. That pier was completely thawed by the time I was done, and so was my heart.
The wooden spool is where I sat my coffee, and laid my phone, which was playing the music to worship Him. I miss that pier. My heart was longing for that feeling this morning, but all I have now is a front porch. Plus, there is a road in front of my house!
I still live out in the country, but since we moved to this little farmhouse in Dale, I haven’t enjoyed that outside ‘praise and worship’ moment. This morning, I could feel, and hear the music coming through the screen door, as I stood on the porch. Instinctively, my feet started bouncing to the beat because guess what song was playing?
Yep. It was the one I shared yesterday in our Feel the Music series. I sat my coffee down, and raised my arms high in the air, and sang along with Tenth Avenue North, “I have this hope…” The feeling that came over my body, was like a drug!
My heart began to swell, and it felt like mild electrical waves flushing through my veins. I had goosebumps from head to toe, and it’s just the most exhilarating feeling ever!
I heard a car coming, so I withdrew. It was the same feeling when I would hear a car coming down the driveway in McDade. I lived on 40 acres, so the only car that drove by was my landlord. He was probably thinking, “We really need to size her up for a little white jacket that ties in the back.” What would this person coming down the road think, if they saw me dancing around my porch? In my pajamas no less!
This is a picture of my daughter taken in McDade. She is gazing out the window, on a rainy day, looking at the pier. That is how we treat God sometimes. We can feel in our heart what He wants us to do, but let’s just stand here a minute and think about it.
The Bible is full of stories where God asked followers to do things that made them look like idiots. My favorite is Noah. I just love his heart! Let’s build an ark, and wait for the rain. The people in this town already shake their heads at me. It wouldn’t surprise them at all to see me building an Ark in my front yard. I say, “Let them think”.
They know I’m a writer that lives with my daughter. I wear pajamas way too late in the day. Sometimes the entire day. I had Breast Cancer and walked around bald-headed last year, but….”She’s always happy.” They know what they see, but you can’t see God.
You have to feel Him.
Is God prompting you to do something that will make you look like an idiot? That’s a good sign. Do it! The irony of all this is…My landlord is a custom cabinet maker. He works with wood, so all the wood suppliers know where I live. I have a large cattle gate on the side yard, so I look forward to the day the wood supplier pulls up, and I can say, “Back it in boys!”
I am still lovin my house thumpin with dat bass thoooooo. If you are lost here, you can read our last Feel the Music, and catch up. Basically, my daughter figured out how to hook up the sub woofer to her stereo before she left to go visit her Dad.
I now know how to get her out of bed without even walking into her room!
It’s amazing how it feels when something is completely connected. We enjoyed the stereo pre-subwoofer, but now it’s like, Holy Cow! I can feel the vibration of the music. The whole house can, the cows, and probably the one neighbor!
It’s the same way when we are completely connected to God. I am learning to be still again, and just feel His presence. Just like in that Chemo chair. He is the vibration of life and love. This song has really good bass, so if you can, turn it up and feel it.
“I have this hope, in the depth of my soul. In the flood or the fire, you’re with me, and you won’t let go.”
I’ve probably had way too much coffee, and half priced Easter chocolate to be writing this. That is my disclaimer.
About a month ago, I was standing at the counter of our local store, waiting to checkout. A more mature gentleman was standing behind me, and I turned around to wish him a ‘Good Morning.’ He said, “Is it?” I said, “Well, God woke me up to another day, so yes.” He looked at me with disgust and said, “Oh, you must think you have it easy then.”
That really pissed me off, but I was nice. I smiled at him with my most gleaming smile and said, “No Sir. There isn’t anything easy about that.” When people ask me what faith, or religion I am, I just say, “I love God. We have a fascinating relationship.” Then comes the awkward moment. They don’t know how to respond. I just want one person to exclaim, “SAME!!!”, as we bump knuckles, or high five or whatever is cool nowadays.
It hasn’t happened yet, but that man made me ponder. Following God, and doing what He wants me to do, is not easy. It’s much easier to ignore all signs He gives me, and just keep forging straight ahead. Until I wake up in the dessert dying of thirst.
God is my life. He gave me life, and I am honored He wants to use me through writing. I’m different though. You won’t see a bunch of scriptures in my posts. I’m not gonna spoon feed you. You’re a grown being, or at least you can read, cuz you’re reading this, so I feel confident you can read your own Bible.
As God followers we really do need to grow a pair. My daughter will tell you I have balls, but you haven’t seen that side of me. It has become hidden over time. I might tell you some painful truth, or you may gasp at my language. “She can’t be a Christian! She cusses!” God showed me this box I had placed myself in, and I’m comin’ out!
Now is your chance to duck, and run. There is nothing easy about following God, but He does make my life easier. If I scare you off, I apologize in advance. I’m not scared anymore.
You know those survival shows where you can only take one thing with you? Mine would be a really good candle, coffee, or butter. I know…Don’t pick me as your partner.
We talked yesterday about Satan, and how he loves to mess with us. Hey Satan! Dat You?
So, maybe this week we will whack Satan around, because I can see he has been all up in my business. Like…encouraging me to spread myself too thin.
A week ago, I snapped. I just blew!
I live an extremely sweet, simple life, but what had I done? I had joined 10 or so social media sites thinking more is better when trying to reach people for encouragement. I have one word to sum that up. “Bullshit.”
I missed that memo! I am an Encourager, and I am on this earth to love people. I had myself spread so thin over these social media sites, that I was failing at doing that one thing really well. To write.
Last month I published 26 pieces on this Blog. This month? Up until yesterday, I had published 5.
Last Tuesday night, I sat down on the edge on my bed, and deleted my social media accounts. All of them except Facebook, and Instagram. I’ve had a LinkedIn account for 10 years! Bye bye. How did I feel the next morning? A little lighter, and almost giddy.
I enjoy Instagram because of the photos. My gift is not photography, but I can snap a pic, and write about it. My daughter is the photographer, and I’m hoping God will combine our gifts at some point. Wouldn’t that piss Satan off? To combine our gifts into an unstoppable outreach of encouragement!
Look at the areas of your life that God is blessing, and focus. God has given each of us at least one gift. His hope is we will use it for His Glory, not ours.
My daughter received a stereo for Christmas from her Dad. This monster, is a dream come true for most. She hooked it up herself, but there was one piece she missed.
My daughter is all about the bass. She will hear a song, and say, “Dat bass thoooo!!!” She got the cord she needed from her Dad, and hooked it up right before she left on Friday.
You will note this sound system is against an outside wall. I walked into the kitchen after she left, and that entire wall, all the way past the kitchen was vibrating! Dat bass thoooo!
The house was literally thumpin! (My dog is getting used to it.)
To feel the music. This song just came on, and it has a lot of bass, so here ya go! The Mac says it best. “I feel it in my heart, I feel it in my soul. That’s how I know.” This is one of our favorite videos too. We would so do this. Tell me what you know!
When someone asks, “Are you okay?”, do you tell them the truth?
I’m really good at wearing the happy mask. Isn’t that what people expect?
I unloaded on a dear friend yesterday. She listened and laughed, because she knows me better than anyone. She has known me since my daughter was a baby, and has watched me overcome much. She told me, “I’m so proud of how far you’ve come!”
It’s funny because I’m the opposite of what the world sees as anything spectacular. She told me about the time she came to my first house in Texas. It was so elaborately decorated, she felt uncomfortable. Like walking into a magazine instead of my home. She thought, “I don’t belong here”, upon entering. Well, neither did I.
I cannot lie to her. She knows me too well.
My rant was about some areas in my life that I wasn’t happy with. Writing being one of them. I was frustrated by looking at the numbers again. This is the one area that Satan knows he can get me. Writing this Blog for three years, and I only have a handful of followers? Come on now. What the hell? She just continued to giggle.
This woman pretty much raised me in my walk with God, so she knows the numbers are not reliable. She doesn’t hit the ‘like’ button, or make a comment, but she reads every Blog. I am guessing a lot of people are like that, because the views I receive outweigh the follows. Am I the only one that struggles with the numbers?
Satan would love to shut me up. He would love for me to stop doing this thing that brings me the most joy. “Look at the numbers Barb. Nobody cares what you have to say.” he says. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m gonna write until God tells me something different. God hasn’t told me to stop, but Satan? Everyday.
If he can get us discouraged, he wins. Well….Not Today Satan, Not Today.
Barbara is a Writer, a Certified Letting Go Coach, a Mom to her 17-year-old daughter, a recent Breast Cancer survivor, and she loves God. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name that stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. Her life is an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com