Thank you Lord for blotting out (erasing, wiping slate clean) my sins and being a God of second chances. Every accursed ordinance written or spoken against me was nailed to the cross over 2000 years ago! Cursed was he (Jesus) who hang on a tree for me!!
Therefore no weapon formed against me will prosper and no tongue raised in condemnation against me will stand, this is my heritage as a child of God. I am more than a conqueror through him who loved me, Jesus Christ my Saviour and Lord Amen!
I give a standing ovation to the one who purchased my salvation. Is the Door for those suffering shame and denigration.
I give a standing ovation to him whose life is outstanding, who brought the world tidings of great joy and delivers the oppressed so they go forth rejoicing.
I give a standing ovation to Yeshua Ha Mashiach for whom I am filled with adoration.
©Nov17 Deborah E. Nyamekye
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Poetic Redemption Storytelling
After watching CEO and inspirational speaker and best selling author Lisa Nichol’s inspiring video (check it out on the Gold cast Facebook page or You Tube) of a life transformed after suffering domestic abuse by her fiancé, I felt inspired to engage in some scribal indulgence telling a story of redemption but from a view point that considers the abuser’s mindset and triggers, not as a means of justification but shedding some light on some of the “hidden demons” in play in such situations.
The Caged Bird’s Escape:
Desired with his enticing eyes, colourful words and decorated with roses and alluring scents she felt on top, the executive of his heart, the CEO of his life.
In one night her dreams had come true; from reams of beauties she was chosen by one of the Hedge-Fund crew.
To him she was just meat, one of many slaughtered for devouring, bought in a club in one of many spending sprees he called sport.
A business man, bonus acquiring sharp talker in the square mile by day and by night a gigolo, a Casanova in clubs he called “cattle markets” bidding with his eyes for the best cow.. he laughs “that’s the woman- A COW!”
Flashes of his mother often appeared before his eyes, waving to him, a 6 year old “mummy is going to the shop, I will return” She never did.. “liars all of them”!
Sly as a fox, an expert in his game, he waited until the image of her was locked in him, he, a mirror that defined her significance. Now he had god-like relevance, the Fowler’s cage was her home.
One day was as living in a romantic play pen; his voice soft and soothing and to love songs they were waltzing.
Another was life in a torture chamber under a man-child’s bitter verbal whip and slaps with hate-filled vomit until she suffocated in fear and self hate. Every morning she braced herself for what was amiss, the ready for work psycho’s bullets of abuse and punches in her abdomen with a goodbye kiss.
A cycle of confused voices reeled in the cage “I love you”, “I love you not” as the battered bird wailed without a sound. In his “you are to blame! blame! blame! she felt grief and shame! shame! shame!
A rude awakening was the uncontrollable pain in her abdomen. The day of reckoning had come for from the abyss of farce living she heard the voices of many women thundering “call the ambulance or die!” The freedom fighter from deep within joined in, beckoning.
“How are you today, my dear?”
Startled, she opened her eyes and saw a face beaming at her “I am Claire”
“Yes, I am your nurse, you called the ambulance, they broke in ‘cause you fainted after the call. Julie, your internal wounds and bleeding were serious. Thank God you came on time! You will be fine”
Julie shut her eyes. Smiling the risen woman within spoke:
“Yes thank God!
To a “A just in time” God: thank you!
I was that woman destined for a bright future based on scripture, even the prophetic word, then I lost my way and met a trickster and by him I became nothing but a caged bird in a home any woman would dread.
I was able to walk away, escape from the snare of the Fowler, but for him in compassion I daily kneel to pray and for caged birds unlike me who for reasons choose to stay, I shall sing a song of deliverance, that one day sunshine shall overtake the dark clouds of their circumstance.”
”Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
Our help is in the name of the LORD, who made heaven and earth.”
©11/11/2017 Deborah E Nyamekye
Christ has already paid the ultimate price! We are more than conquerors through him who loves us (Romans 8:37). There is no need to despair, but to trust him!
As a believer in Christ, God says to you as He said to Israel “I have loved you with an everlasting love and with loving kindness I have drawn you to me” (Jer 31:3).
Are you going through anything now? Sometimes our afflictions seem endless, but as God spoke through the prophet Isaiah to comfort Jerusalem, his precious city, so too I bring this word of comfort to you, His precious one “your
“…warfare is accomplished,..iniquity is pardoned…Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low: and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places plain: and the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see [it] together: for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken [it].” (Isaiah 40:2,4,5 KJV).
Yes, the afflictions of a believer are only temporarily and God intends for His glory to be revealed in our lives, so indeed if we suffer there is an ultimate purpose for the glory of God.
When Jesus said on the CROSS “it is finished” (John 19:30) that is exactly what he meant! When he died for our sins and rose again the third day, our warfare was declared over.
We only need to take hold of this truth and keep it at the forefront of our minds. We need not fret as long as we live in obedience to God’s Word. This is because God will always thwart the plans of the enemy, counteract the will of Satan and work all things out for our GOOD! (Psalm 33:10-12/Romans 8:28) To God be the glory great things He has done!!
This is part of the “Happiness is knowing Devotionals’ series. To access articles, please search this blog (Manna from on High (www.readywriterps451.org)
Father, let it no longer be said “The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.(1)”
Let them of every race and nation be gathered in for your set time is now!
Heaven rejoices when lives put to the test, pass and invest time to labour for the ingathering of many a neighbour.
Father, let it no longer be said “The LORD hath utterly separated me from his people…Behold, I [am] a dry tree.”(2)
Let them of every race and nation hear your voice and break forth into rhapsodies of praise!
For the Jew and Gentile together are one in Christ and never “a dry tree” but a “well watered garden” drinking from the well of salvation. Out of their bellies flow rivers of living waters for the healing of many a nation.
©80617Deborah E Nyamekye
Quotes (1): Jeremiah 8:20 (2)Isaiah 56:3 Scriptural Ref. Isaiah 58:11, John 7:37-39