CASTING YOUR CARES: The Joy of the LORD is My Strength

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For one month and a half, I have struggled to write about “casting your cares.” Hence, the silence.  Yesterday, I was determined.  I spent most of the day at the computer jotting down the word journey the Father has taken me through the last month and a half.  I still had nothing to present to you. I have prayed over this like everything I write.  I finally had to cast my care1 about writing about casting my cares.  Normally, I am so full and overflowing of what the Holy Spirit has shown me that writing for me is fluid.   I am full, now, but the tap has been blocked.  I believe today will be different. So, here we go!

Last January, I was trying to catch a care and the Holy Spirit told me to hurl it to Him. Then I read: The Joy of the Lord is my strength.2 and Look! I am the LORD, the God of all flesh: is there anything too hard for me?3 God made me laugh at him and myself. He has it.  His joy gives me the strength to cast the care.

I meditated further on Nehemiah 8.  Here is what I learned.  To hear the Word of God, the people had to ask, Ezra, the priest, the scribe, to bring the Torah to the streets. The Torah was so sacred to them that as soon as it was opened, they lifted their hands, they bowed their heads and the worshiped the LORD with their faces to the ground. As he read it, they stood in place from morning until midday to hear it.  They had no written Bible. They had no Holy Spirit to teach them. Wow.  We take so much for granted.  Where is your Bible today?  Do you take it for granted? Do you even know where it is?

Then in Nehemiah 8:9-11 they share the good news:

This day is holy unto the LORD your God; do not mourn* (lament and wail), nor weep*(cry bitterly, complain, whine). For all the people wept, when they heard the words of the law. Then he said unto them, Go your way* (walk, move, live, journey) eat the fat, and drink the sweet … for [this] day [is] holy unto our Lord: don’t you be sorry*(worried, grieved, hurt, pained, tortured, wrestled, bent out of shape); for the joy of the LORD is your strength*(place or means of safety, protection, stronghold, harbor, place to run, refuge, fort, rock).  So, the Levites stilled all the people, saying, Hold your peace*(hush, keep silent, be still) for the day [is] holy; don’t you be sorry either.

Simply,  Don’t worry!  Be happy!  Have My joy!  It is your strength. The Joy of the Lord who sits on the throne and who resides in you laughingly asks, “Is anything too hard for me?4

In Nehemiah 8:12, All the people went their way to eat, and to drink, and to send portions, and to make great mirth*(joy, gladness, glee, religious festival) because they had understood the words that were declared unto them.  

This sounds like a party to me.  And why party? They understood the word of God to them!  Don’t worry! Be happy. God has got this.

This is the day the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.5   Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The LORD God [is] my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ [feet], and he will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.6   It is your choice to rejoice!  The joy of the Lord gives you the strength to cast you cares.

Scripture References:

11 Peter 5:7

2Nehemiah 8:10

3Jeremiah 32:27

4Genesis 18:14

5Psalm 118:24

6Habakkuk 3:18-19

*Hebrew definition of word from Strong’s Concordance


Clothed in Humility

6CC77D53-B244-48E1-8222-337902431BE9Yesterday, I began with devotion time, but I did not dedicate the day to the Lord.“I” wanted to finish editing about 2000 pictures on my computer. “I” had a plan but God had another. Honestly, I was not thrilled about His request. His plan required me to get real and honest with y’all. So, here we go. This story is about some renovations He needed to make in me.

Renovations are costly, hard work and a pain in the side to live through. Some areas of my life have been under reno since late March

March 21, 2018, I had planned a trip to Knoxville to visit a friend during one of Kris’ business trips. However, plans changed. I was led to stay home and pray. Parker was really struggling at the plate. I went to the throne room to have a meeting with God about him and a few other things going on in our family. I came out of the throne with my tail between my legs. I learned that I had been selfish, unkind and proud. Ouch! I received spanking #1.

“MY SON, DO NOT MAKE LIGHT OF THE DISCIPLINE OF THE LORD, AND DO NOT LOSE HEART and GIVE UP WHEN YOU ARE CORRECTED BY HIM; FOR THE LORD DISCIPLINES and CORRECTS THOSE WHOM H E LOVES, AND HE PUNISHES EVERY SON WHOM HE RECEIVES and WELCOMES [TO H IS HEART].” You must submit to [correction for the purpose of] discipline; God is dealing with you as with sons; for what son is there whom his father does not discipline?”
‭‭HEBREWS‬ ‭12:5-7‬ ‭

Sparking#2 came via a text video. I received it out of the blue. It was about not being judgmental from my one and only niece. She had no clue what I was being taught on that day.

I continued in the presence of the Lord. I asked if I needed to fast about Park’s and the other things I had taken to the throne. Later the same night, I was reading a book and I received my answer. The author suggested fasting from criticism for 24 hours. I knew with out a doubt I was supposed to fast criticism and judgement for the next 100 hours. 😳uch! Spanking #3 for the day.

I decided to go to the Word and pick up some tools to help me fast and with my renovation. Since I had been unkind, proud, and judgmental, I needed to change. Here are the scriptures God gave me:

1. Do not let unwholesome [worthless.] words ever come out of your mouth, but only such speech as is good for building up others, so that it will be a blessing to those who hear. Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor [perpetual animosity, resentment, strife, fault-finding] and slander be put away from you, along with every kind of malice [all spitefulness] BE KIND to one another, forgiving one another [readily and freely], just as God in Christ also forgave you.” EPHESIANS‬ ‭4:29, 31-32‬ ‭AMP‬‬
2. …Put on kindness and humbleness. Colossians 3:12
3. God resists the proud, but gives grace unto the humble. James 4:
4. …Be clothed with humility: for God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to the humble. 1 Peter 5:5

The word clothed in this verse means to “gird yourself in service garb.” Slaves back then wore a white apron to serve. Jesus put on a white servants towel before he washed the disciples feet in John 13:4. The Holy Spirit directed me to tie a white hanky to my pretty new bag to remind me of His Word. ( I have humbly witnessed the meaning of the white hanky to a few people, too. Very humbling.)

My prayer became: Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable and pleasing in Your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.PSALM‬ ‭19:14‬ ‭

People and situations have entered my life that are like finger nails on a chalk board. I havre tried to avoid them, but Jesus did not avoid me. Did he? Well, I ran into these people and situations over and over this last month. I was so blessed practice my lessond:

1. Be kind.
2. Keep your mouth shut.
3. Be humble
4. Don’t judge.
5. Don’t criticize.

Just when I thought I might get to take the servants hanky off my bag, the Holy Spirit added one more project to the renovation of me:  Hold your peace

Peace in itself is another whole blog for another time. However, I understood holding your peace was to:
1. Keep your mouth
2. Don’t get upset.
3. Don’t let anything take your completeness in Him.

Earlier this week, I failed my final exam. I botched up. I dropped a bucket of black paint all over the renovation of me. I did not hold my peace. I was not kind in words. I judged and criticized. Sadly, I lost my witness in about 30 seconds. I awoke the next morning repentant. I called and ask forgiveness. I then got a couple more Holy Ghost whippings during my devotion time.
Reading through Mark 1, Jesus said “Hold your peace!” which means muzzle your mouth! He had just told me that the day before I lost my peace. Then this post came up from 1 year ago:

When we fail to remember what it cost Jesus to save us, we tend to treat our salvation cheaply and with disregard.

Jesus’ naked body was flaunted in humiliation before a watching world. His flesh was ripped to shreds; His body was bruised from head to toe; He had to heave His body upward for every breath He breathed; He was in constant excruciating pain. Blood drenched Jesus’ face and streamed from His hands, His feet and from countless cuts and gaping wounds from the scourging he took. The cross was a humiliating, disgusting, repulsive, nauseating, stomach-turning sight.
-Rick Renner

Think about that before we choose to sin! He chose to take it for you and I. Why do we so so easily not choose Him every time? If we choose sin, we are not choosing Him in that moment. How can we so easily turn our backs on Him?

I sinned! I chose to sin. Thank God for Jesus. His blood poured out for me erased the spill of my black words of sin. I was washed white as snow. See, I am not perfect, but in Him I am whole, healed, complete, forgiven and in peace.

I am now choosing to be kind, to be clothed in humility and to hold my peace. It is costly, hard work and painful to crucify the flesh and to undergo renovations. However, keep up the renovations Holy Spirit. I still have lots to learn. Eventually, I will look just like you! Let’s do this again.


I found this little 99 cent bracelet at Michael’s on the day after I didn’t hold my peace. Just another helpful reminder.










IMG-8319What a difference a week, a day, an hour, a minute, a second, a nanosecond makes! Extreme pain to extreme gain! Parker Phillips, our son, plays baseball for Austin Peay State University. Parker likes to compete and often chooses to play through the pain.  On Wednesday, April 4, 2018, his wrist was hurting so badly that he opted to miss the road trip to Southern Illinois. Instead, he visited the orthopedic clinic.  It was suggested that he had a small internal ganglion cyst, and that an MRI would be scheduled to confirm there was no further damage to his wrist. This was not a “Bible Bump” that we could hit with the physical Word of God, a Bible  and it would just disappear.  I hit it with the Word. My response was “Be healed wrist! Be healed!” This was not a statement I made lightly. I believed it.  Our pray warriors continued praying for Parker.

I trusted God’s word: “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and you shall be saved and your house.”-Acts 16:31. Parker is still a part of our house. The Greek word for saved is “sozo” which means to save, keep safe, sound, restore to health, be healed, be whole, be complete.  It is the same word used in John 3:17, For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.    I believed that God saves us in every situation if we ask Him and believe Him.  So, we prayed and believed for Parker to be healed.

Parker’s MRI was at 9:00 am on Friday, April 6th.  He was told the MRI would be read immediately and that he would get the results in route to the Belmont game.  He texted at 11:00 am to confirm that it was a cyst.  He said he was going to “see” how it felt during pregame batting practice.  The trainer called to answer my questions. I asked what was next.  She said that they would meet with orthopedic doctor on the following Tuesday to discuss options and pain management. She stated he was hitting well during BP, but that he would sit out the first game because it was still very painful.

At snowy game time on Saturday, April 7th, Parker’s wrist was the same. He did not start.  The third inning rolled around. I saw Parker pick up a bat like he was going to swing. This went on for a couple of innings.  I was puzzled.  It was not until the after the game that I found out the whole story.

During pregame, Parker was goofing off.  He hit his braced wrist on a team mates shoulder.  He felt excruciating pain.  His immediate thoughts were that it was broken, and he was done.  However, my God’s thoughts were “I know the plans I think for you, says the Lord, plans for peace (* whole, health, complete, sound) and not for evil (*bad, pain, worse than, worst; injury), to give you a future and a hope. 12 Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will hear you. 13 You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart.” -Jeremiah 29:11-13. In the third inning, he said his hand felt different.  He took off the brace and lifted himself off the bench with the wrist. He had not been able to do that before. He swung the bat. No pain. It was weak, but no pain. He told the Coach.  Coach shook his head at Park’s and sent him to the trainer.  The trainer said, “No way!” She put Parker through some tests and then instructed him do a push up.  He did push-up’s! His wrist was instantly healed. Parker was back in the line up the very next day.

 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, says the Lord.For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my plans than your plans.10 For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven, and returns not thither, but waters the earth, and makes it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater:11 So shall my word be that goes  forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. (Isiah 55:8-11)

God’s word says that Jesus “took the stripes on His back for our healing.”(Isiah 53 & 1 Peter 2:24) We prayed His word. He heard it. Parker was healed that day. We got our miracle.  Many will say whatever that was just a coincidence. His Word says, “…I am the Lord that heals you.” (Exodus 15:26) He also says, “For I am the Lord, I change not…” (Malachi 3:26). If you do not look for the miracles in your life that God grants every day, you will not see them.  You are missing out on a great God who loves you so much and has great plans for you, if you believe him.  I choose to give glory where glory is due. I loved God’s way of healing Parker. I liked it much better than man’s alternatives of medicine, shots or surgery.  See the miracle in the moment!

Now, let me tell you what a difference a week makes. One week, after Parker’s injury and healing, he had the day of a lifetime on the baseball field.  In a double header against Eastern Kentucky, he hit 5 home runs. He finished the three-game series 8-for-13 (.615 batting average) and 12 RBI’s.  He was named adidas® Ohio Valley Conference Player of the Week and Collegiate Baseball National Player of the Week. You can read about it here if you have not already. (

Don’t get me wrong, Parker works very, very hard. However, all glory goes to God for what happened last week.  He was injured, receive a nanosecond healing and then went on to have a career game all within one week Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, 21 Unto him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen. -Ephesians 3:20-21


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*Hebrew definition



After seeing, “I Can Only Imagine,” the movie, my biggest question to my God:  Why so much pain? Why the children? This song was born of such much pain.  Here is the response I received:

Joyce Meyer-Look at her ministry. She was sexually abused by her father.  She grew out of unimaginable pain.

Kenneth Hagin– Look at his ministry.  He was the modern-day father of faith. He was a teenager on his death bed.  His faith grew out of so much unimaginable physical pain.

Kenneth and Gloria Copeland– Look at their ministry.  They dared to believe God at His word and the grew out of the unimaginable pain of poverty.

Abraham-Look at Abraham. He was the father of faith.  He grew out of the unimaginable pain of being childless at 100 years old.  Abraham dare to believe God. He is the father of many nations.

Mike Burnette-Look at Mike (our pastor).  He grew out of the unimaginable pain of being fatherless. His family was asked to leave a church from a pulpit.   He dared to believe God and look what God is doing now.

Again, I asked.  WHY SO MUCH PAIN?  My answer was Satan meant it for pain. Satan meant it for destruction.  He comes to “steal, kill and destroy.” (John 10:10) That is his plan.  However, I, I AM, the Lord, turned the pain for gain, for life abundantly.

The conversation between the Holy Spirit and I continued.  “Now, Tammy, I have a question for you.” I heard this in my spirit as loud as if Jesus had been sitting right beside me and asking.  The question:

“Has any one person ever endured more pain than Jesus? He was born to die an unimaginable death for you.”

My Bible says that his accusers, the religious of the day, spit in his face. They struck him with their fists. The slapped him with open hands. They tied him to a post and beat him unmercifully. The soldiers stripped him naked and dressed him up like a king and made so much fun of him. The crowned him with a crown of thorns. Come on, think how painful just a splinter is.  They spat in his face again. They took the reed and hit him in the head with the crown of thorn on.  When this group finished making fun of him, they ripped of the robe which had to be excruciating if the blood had begun to dry.  After parading him through the streets, the reached Golgotha and then they nailed him to the cross. They didn’t smooth out the wood of the cross, so all those splinters were poking into his open wounds, too.  However, then the most imaginable and painful thing happened to him.  Jesus took all our sins on Him.  He did nothing wrong, but he took all of this for me and for you.  Why would he take the unimaginable punishment that we deserved? Simply, he loves us.

Thank God he paid the painful price for us. He was tempted with every temptation we would ever encounter but chose to live sinless.  The best news is that he OVERCAME death and was resurrected.  His resurrection tells us, it’s paid, and you are free.

He endured the pain so that we may reign with Him.

All of God’s people that I mentioned above, died to their old selves and were resurrected to their new selves in Christ.  They got a second chance at the life God had always intended for them to live. They exchanged the unimaginable pain for an imaginable reign.  The chose to believe God. Enduring the pain is training for reigning.  If we endure, we shall also reign with Him. 2 Timothy 2:12

If you have experienced unimaginable pain, it is not God.  His plan for your life is better. Choose Jesus.  He died for me.  He died for you. He loves you and you are so very important to him. There is nothing that you have done that he will not forgive. He died for that very mistake.  He gave his life so that you could have life.  If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; Look, all things are new. (2 Corinthians 5:17)





Let us come boldly, be unreserved in speech, speak frankly without concealment be free, fearless, outspoken, frank, blunt, flow and pour forth to the throne of grace; that we may obtain, take, make our own, claim and receive what is given…mercy(kindness, compassion) and find grace(unmerited favor) to HELP in time of need. Hebrews 4:16

Help is the Greek word: boētheia: to aid; a rope or chain for frapping a vessel.

To frap:

  1. (Nautical) To draw together; to bind with a view to secure and strengthen, as a vessel by passing cables around it; to tighten;

Wooden ships were frapped by wrapping a strong ropes (4-5″ diameter) or cables around the hull of the ship 4 or 5 times. During violent storms and high seas, frapping would secure the hull. Frapping would ultimately save a ship and keep it from falling to pieces!

When we come boldly to our Heavenly Father’s throne of grace, we find strong cords of mercy and grace that secure our tottering hull of a body in our time of need, temptation or trial. God’s mercy and grace are our frapping in the storms of life that help us reach the other side and keep us from falling to pieces!




It was raining cats and dogs. The thought darted across my mind to stay at home and not to volunteer at YAIPaks.   I replied to myself, “Not a chance! Stay Focused.” I got in my car and off I went. When I topped the hill to turn into YAIPaks, this sunset masterpiece greeted me from the heavens. Thank you Father. You are so faithful! 674397F0-5BA7-42AD-A951-322A279EED0E

I keep my eyes always on the LORD. With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken. Psalm 16:8

How I found YAIPaks

November 2, 2017

Dear Sweet, Precious, Almighty, Heavenly Father:

 You never cease to amaze me! Your ways are unimaginable. You have so intricately woven our lives, our journey, our divine appointments. La, la, la…always living amazed.


 Sunday night, October 29, 2017, my B.A.S.I.L. (Best Anointed Sister In the Lord), Kristi, called to tell me about her women’s ministry at church in Maryville, TN.  They collected handbags and put essential toiletries in them for distribution to the homeless.  No sooner did she leave the doors of the church, did she encounter a homeless woman in the church parking lot.  She saw the woman’s car full of all her worldly possesions.  The homeless woman had left a small opening in the driver’s seat which functioned as her living room, dining room and bedroom.  Kristi was saddened that she could not get back in the church and give the lady one of the bags they had prepared.  She initially drove away,  but was soon so moved with compassion that she could only turn her car around to go encounter the homeless lady.  Kristi prepared a box of leftover bakery cookies for the woman.  She picked out the very best cookies, a good assortment.  She wanted the lady to have the best of the leftovers, no broken cookies.

It was important for her to give her best to her new friend.

Kristi returned to the dark and lonely parking lot in faith, no fear.  In the past she would have called me to pray with her or to be on the phone with her, during one of her “Holy Spirit stops.” Not today.  She confidently became the hands and feet of Jesus. She went and ministered to her new friend, Sharon.

Kristi’s story of compassion stirred my inner man as only the Holy Spirit can do.  As Sunday night progressed, I knew I was about to be in another Holy Spirit whirlwind.  “Buckle your seat belt. Here we go!” I could hear the Spirit saying.  I thought I will call Mayor Jim Durrett in the morning.  I was sure he would know where the major concentration of homeless were in Clarksville, Montgomery County.  I thought I could at least make PB &J’s and delver them.  If the mayor didn’t know where the homeless were, he could direct me.

I was stirred. I KNEW I HAD TO DO SOMETHING!   Be merciful, as your Father also is merciful. – Luke 6:36 KJV

On Monday morning, October 30, 2017, after an anointed prayer time with Kristi where the glory of the Lord showed up, I spent some additional time in His Word.  It was then off to the Monday race.  I checked my emails. It did not take me very long to discover an email from the APSU Women’s Club.  Who was speaking at our next meeting on Thursday, November 2. 2017?  Sherry Nicholson was speaking about a HOMELESS ministry and how we could become involved.  La, la, la…only my God.

I went to the meeting. I was blown away!  Sherry stood in front of us and spoke for one hour as a confident ambassador of Jesus.  She passionately shared her mission as founder of YAIPaks.  What an incredible testimony she delivered on how God wove her ministry  together.

Sherry shared how YAIPaks was born.  She became overcome with compassion for a woman she saw on the street. The woman was sitting on a bench trying to comb through her matted hair.  Sherry also noticed a small stuffed animal in the woman’s basket of possessions.  She knew it must be of great importance to her.  Sherry told the story of how she and her children had been homeless for one week while escaping domestic violence. Sherry had also carried with her a small stuffed animal which was the only thing that she had that connected her with her birth mother.   Sherry said she went home that night, retreated to her prayer closet and prayed all night.  The Holy Spirit led her to pack her abundance of handbags with anything that would have been beneficial to her during the time she was homeless.  Thus, the Holy Spirit birthed YAIPaks.

I love that the Holy Spirt told both groups of women to extravagantly love the homeless. NO JUNK!

After Sherry spoke that day, I questioned her about serve time.  She explained the schedule to me.  She quietly whispered to me as she walked out the door, “We are serving tonight!”  I went home thinking I could volunteer on Monday mornings and see where God directed me.  I called Kristi later on Thursday to tell her about YAIPAks.  She had already ministered to Sharon again in the church parking lot.  She had given Sharon the very best packed bag that she could find.  I cooked supper and was excited that Kris was coming home early.  However, I kept hearing Sherry’s voice, “We will be there tonight!”

I soon realized it was time to GO!  Compassion had to take action.  God had put this opportunity in my lap.  I showed up at the YAIPaks warehouse.  The bees were busy.  Tracy gave me a tour and I began sorting clothes.  They distribute clothes to the homeless, too.

In less than four days, 96 hours, God had orchestrated my next journey.  And…where do the YAIPaks Team go to church?  Lifepoint, our new church.  And what did Kris and I have planned on November 5, 2017? We were starting Growth-Track with the purpose of determining where we could serve at church.


Love my new assignment!  Who loves sorting and folding clothes? I do.  The Holy Spirit led me to pray over the items as I fold and sort.   This isn’t a job for the Kingdom.  It is mission!  Some sweet homeless baby, toddler, child or adult will be stepping into the article of clothing.  The anointing doesn’t wear off.  I pray that compassion and love will forever change their lives. We are the hands and feet of Jesus on the earth now, His ambassadors.  Changing lives for His glory is our assignment. Go make a difference.

 Hereby perceive we the love [of God], because he laid down his life for us: and we ought to lay down [our] lives for the brethren. 17 But whoso hath this world’s good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up his bowels [of compassion] from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him? 18 My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth. – 1 John 3:16-18 KJV








Glorify God

The whole earth is full of His glory!” Isa 6:3 NKJV

The distinction between sacred and secular is a false dichotomy. All things were created by God and for God—no exceptions. Every note of music, every color on the palette, every flavor that tingles the taste buds. Arnold Sommerfeld, the German physicist and pianist, observed that a single hydrogen atom which emits one hundred frequencies, is more musical than a grand piano which emits only eighty-seven frequencies. So every single atom is a unique expression of worship. According to composer Leonard Bernstein, the best translation of Genesis 1:3 is not “And God said.” He believed a better translation is “And God sang.” The Almighty sang every atom into existence, and every atom echoes that original melody in three-part harmony by the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Super-sensitive sound instruments have discovered that earthworms make faint staccato sounds, while whale songs can travel thousands of miles under water. Lewis Thomas put it this way: “If we had better hearing and could discern the descants of seabirds, the rhythmic timpani of schools of mullets, and even the distant harmonies of flies hanging over meadows in the sun, the combined sound might lift us off our feet.” And some day they will. Glorified eardrums will hear this Scripture fulfilled: “Then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them, singing: ‘To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise and honor and glory and power, for ever and ever!’” (Rev 5:13 NIV). Today make it your goal to glorify God in all that you do.  – Jentezen Franklin (Online Daily Devotional)


God is Love. Pure unadulterated love. He loves you and I unconditionally.
He is so forgiving. He is full of mercy, grace and kindness.

Could you give up your baby boy to save the world? I mean your only child! I have two boys and I can hardly entertain the idea.
Could you give up your baby boy to pay for every sin, sickness, disease, wrong choice?
Could you give up your baby boy who chose to live a perfect life to pay for the sins of those who didn’t make the same choice?  Would you allow your baby to take the fall for others who chose to lie, steal, kill and destroy?  Would you let him be the scapegoat?  Would you let bully’s badger your baby boy? God did…

You have heard it so many times. Has it lost its meaning to you?  Read it again. Think about your baby boy.  You think you love him more than God loved, loves and will always love his baby boy?  I don’t think so.
For God sooooooo loved the world, that he gave his only one of a kind Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16

My love renovation/restoration began in 2000 and then another significant remodel beginning in 2010. I studied and learned that God really loved me and it didn’t matter what I had done because it was ALL ABOUT JESUS.  It was and is all about what He did for me.  It is all about the love. It took 17 years to say “I am complete in HIM.” It is only because God gave up His baby boy that  I can live life abundantly now.    I can live abundantly because I know how much God loved, loves and will always love me.  Knowing God’s love completes me!  I ask again, could you give up your baby boy?  (Revised from 2017 post)

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