2021 is here, and I am excited to get the most out of each day as I possibly can. I was reading an amazing book entitled, Eve in Exile: The Restoration of Femininity by Rebekah Merkle. I was sharing what I was learning when my husband came up with our family focus for this year.  Storm The Gates! He went on to explain Matthew 16:18 which says And I tell you, you are Peter, and on this rock  I will build moiny church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. What did the gates of Hell mean? Well, gates keep unwanted people or things out.  Satan can not keep us from reaching the lost unless we are not attempting to go after them to begin with. So this year he declared that our family is going to storm the gates of the kingdom of darkness, and leave no stone unturned. I will say it has been challenging,  but we press on. We are going to reach others by the help of the Lord. Some of you may read this and say I’m already saved so this is someone else. Someone may read this and have no idea what it means to be saved from their sins, or you may not know how to be His. So I will close this with a prayer and a poem. We can only fight on one side. Which side will you choose? As for me and my house we will serve the Lord.

Prayer: Lord you know who needs what. So, I pray that those who read this post will know that you oh, Lord are faithful and can be trusted to lead us through the darkness in this present age. Lord, if someone does not know you draw them to yourself, and save their souls. Lord, I thank you for loving us and dying for the forgiveness of our sins. I love you Jesus.  Amen.

Poem-

Mourning the Death of my Past

I got many emotions flooding my mind and welling up in my eyes. Have you ever been sick and tired of being sick and tired ? I’ve heard it said but I’m really having to confront the fact that I am tired of the same old mindset but claiming to be renewed . I can’t stop confessing the reasons I’ve still been captive to the venomous lies and psuedo identities. You see I’ve let satan’s attempts to redefine my God established indentity to succeed . Ignoring the fact that he’s the father of lies .So yesterday was hard for me because I mourned the lose of my chains. For the first time I allowed myself to give my past it’s eulogy. To have to figure out where to go from here without my baggage ,scars,and pain. To love me even now even at my current poundage . To replace negatives with fully developed pictures of what the scriptures say I am. To not be ok with being used up only to refill and be emptied out again. Yes yesterday I gave the Emancipation Proclamation to my old self!!!!!! I was relieved to be freed, but much like a former slave bondage had a toxic yet familiarity to it. I literally was that family member at a funeral sobbing uncontrollably begging God to take me instead of me instead of the one who died but the irony was that I was wrestling God for the death of the very thing that would eventually psiphon the last bits of me spiritually. Satan has been playing the long game since conception . He has taken pleasure it the constant stream of steal, kill, and destroy. Until my Savior the Lord Jesus Christ became my leader, protector, and guider at the age of 18, but it almost took 18 more for me to step out of the prison where I held myself; allowing every demonic  lie to make me hold the cell door shut and fight Christ for the keys re lock it because I could not possibly deserve forgiveness. I could not fully be pardoned for the life before I became His!!  So yesterday I  Mourned The Death Of My Past I denounced my allegiance to be satan’s mocking bird because so a man thinks so he is literally, and I invite you to make my yesterday your today. NH

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