You mean I'm not superwoman?

we weave the lessons into the fabric of our daily moments until they become a part of us Sarah Ban Breathnach

He will not only deliver you; but in doing so, He will give you a lesson that you will never forget, and to which, in many a psalm and song, in after days, you will revert.  You will never be able to thank God enough for having done just as He has.

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it rent me sore...my cape that fell hard that day. I was born complicated and in this complication I learned ways in which I strangled the voice of purpose God knitted me so beautifully with.  He knew the plans He had for me but the problem was- no one else did. Not even me. so with the wounds came the lies stitched tight.

years of being driven came out of those tight stitched lies ... the "not enough" stitch. This name tag I own because it was my truth . not THE truth.  I lived out of I'm complicated the majority of the time.  Subsequently, I lived with the consequences of this name tag.  The worthlessness I felt..I can't do or be enough to please anyone...even God.  It drives me to do.. and do.. and do.

I'm tired.  I want to quit.  Those were my closest friends.

If one is never enough what ever in the world could make one enough?  the soul wears out in the doing.

When Jesus had tasted it, he said, “It is finished!” Then he bowed his head and released his spirit.  John 19:30

And all who are recipients of that salvation are granted everything pertaining to life and godliness through the true knowledge of Christ (2 Pet. 1:3)

Christ was enough..He was the perfect sacrifice.  Christ fulfilled ALL of the law. so when God sees me  He sees Christ and He is perfect.  Christ is ENOUGH therefore I am enough.  I don't have to fulfill ANY law!!  I've been given everything I need.  It is all there for me to excavate to live a whole-hearted life of freedom.  Believe me - I am digging wrapped in the robe of Christ.

A couple of weeks ago a Dr. said to me " your complicated" and that which I thought I'd buried erupted through an open wound.   Those two words. why now?  the fabric of my soul begin to pull...Father what?  am I complicated?  it took me right back to eyes staring at me with disgust and disappointment..I was a child.  Another wound..another lie.  and maybe I was.  to complicated.  Frantic - I looked around for something to stop the blood.  I always look to myself first and out of nowhere I felt the hard pressure of the words with breath

you are not an orphan child .. your my daughter

then silence..........long silence

then deep pressure saying you are enough..quit doing and the seeping slowed. WORD was seeping IN.

Nothing is to hard for me Tiffini

for you see -I've loved you from before time and I knitted you together just the way I wanted you and all of this as He spread His hands far and wide so far in fact- I couldn't even see..is for all of the land that I am going to give you..and your children and your children's children.  For you see - I have a Big Story...and you have just a part.  and just like I told you in October it is My song that I gave you and in your fear you think it is yours...tell My story.

your story .. will forever remain incomplete...until you let me do what only I can do with your hurt...Let Me perfect that which concerns you.

Beth Moore - Breaking Free

I created you to be a word woman.  You can run and keep tying that cape trying and be something different .. to fit in..but you won't.  In your heart you know this.  Your spirit tells you these are truth words.  It is up to you what to do with them.

the world doesn't need anymore superwomen...the world needs word women

The dark horse has become the symbol of the ordinary person

who comes out a winner due to the grace of God.

But most importantly, the dark horse is the image of real Christianity...righteousness amidst human flaws.

The church is inundated with white horses.  Flawless, successful, inaccessible leaders who only drive the average Christian

deeper into frustration, guilt and failure.

If we are to learn to follow Christ, it will be the dark horses, not the white ones, that will show us the way.

Keith Miller-

 

God is knitting the fabric of our lives...round the world...women gathered together...word women...and it is something to celebrate - new garments made in love..knitted in love, something women have always done.

the fire is warm and women are waiting.  now is the time.  bare your heart and let go of the pain that so easily takes you captive and let Him begin to perfect that which concerns you.  Will you?  will I?

the cape is buried for good what about yours ?  there is a place right beside me...are you ready for more Word women?

xo..

 

 

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We are going to Omaha, NE today for Grace's first dance competition!  Praying all of your weekends are filled with gratefulness. love. joy and each other.  See you on Dear Monday...xo  My heart has been filled by your words of encouragement to Why do you blog?  You encourage me...every single one of you.