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Letting go...

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It's been so long since I've taken the time to sit down and write, I should really be ashamed of myself.  That's what happens when you let go of the things you love. This blog isn't about the love between two people, but about the things you love and how easily they can get lost in the wind.  A lot of times things slip right through our fingers without us even realizing it.  

When I started this blog it was a way for me to share my excitement about what God was doing, the experiences I was having, my trials and victories. all the things that might help encourage somebody else.  But this year I seemed to have lost that zeal and passion for writing.  SO many things have happened, and so quickly, that it just kind of knocked the wind out of my sails.  I shut down and I allowed the enemy to take away my voice for a while.  I felt like Ariel when the Ursula had her voice in a shell.  There was a lot that I wanted to say but I just couldn't seem to find the words.

I stopped writing and even stopped singing for a while.  If I be all the way honest, there was a time when I stopped praying.  Not that I didn't want to talk to God, I just couldn't find the words to express my thoughts and feelings.  Many of those days my tears became my prayers and spoke the sentiments of my heart. I realized that the things that once brought me so much joy, peace and comfort had slipped away.  I couldn't pinpoint when or how, I just knew I wasn't doing them anymore.

I would sit at the computer with intentions on writing and just stare at the screen. My favorite songs would play and the music would just go right over my head. For anybody that knows me, you know I LOVE music, and I tend to sing along, praise in my car, or have it on while I'm working. Even this thing I love so much had lost it's ability to move me...

The thing that reignited my passion and blazed the fire of my soul was the movie War Room.  Crazy enough, it wasn't a sermon or a song, not even a scripture.  It was a movie about the very thing I'm called to do... pray!  Something about that outcry that Ms. Clara gave for a generation to be raised up stirred me.  It reawakened some things that the enemy had lulled to sleep.  When I left that theater I was ready to go tear so stuff up in the spirit!  I started writing again, I had my music on and got some things done!

I said all of that so say this, be careful of the things that slip away unknowingly.  It starts small and may be a hobby, then a passion, then your voice, and your purpose.  The devil is in the subtleties.  His greatest attacks aren't always guns blazing out in the open huge things.  Sometimes he kills you slowly with the little things...  So don't be ignorant of his devices. Constantly take inventory of yourself.  Know your cycles, your habits, your interests, passions, and proclivities.  Fight from a studious position and walk in victory!

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