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Fruit of His Spirit


One of the worst nightmares to imagine is waking up nest to a spouse who has gone into the arms of the Lord in the night. I did...and I survived, but it's been a very long journey. I remarried five years later and within four months, my second husband was diagnosed with cancer and he's in the arms of the Lord now too...but life goes on. Becoming a widow twice has been the catalyst which uncovered the passion within me. Devastating experiences can knock us to our knees, rip out our hearts and bring hopelessness to our spirit. Yet simultaneously we know without a doubt that Jesus uses these heart wrenching experiences to steer us in the direction of our passion...but oh my goodness does it hurt through the journey. It is unimaginable to me how anyone faces the tragedies and heart aches life brings without the strength of the Lord Who promises to never leave us or forsake us; when we are weak he his our strength. These are His cherished promises left for us throughout His word. Often our gifts and talents can become masked and often completely hidden from the pathway of challenges. We can become callused from unkindness, regretfulness, revenge, anger, and bitterness, to what God ultimately created within each of us that no one else can do as He planned. Our Creator intricately wired us individually and meant for us to live an outpouring of our passion. So few ever use their heavy burdens to uncover who they were intended to be while satan's voice attempts to camouflage that sweet spot of passion. That was my life for much too long! I've learned that God-focused determination becomes the stone in the slingshot which destroys our enemy's attempt to keep us from that force of uniqueness in our passion meant to fulfill the amazing plan of God through our lives. How do we recognize our passion? You will, it's a satisfying force within that captivates us, ignites us , brings the warmth to our soul and an insatiable desire to our spirit. We become like a locomotive on that one track headed towards the destination to reach our hopes and desires of which God birthed within our hearts. Yes, the hardness of life tends to bury our passion but it's the hardness of life that can dig it out. It's in our response to become better or bitter. It took me 60 years on and off of the Potter's wheel for the clay of hurtful scares to be transformed. When my pot was cracked and ultimately shatters, I became a new vessel; none of "me" and ALL of Jesus. I wanted nothing in my life but for Christ to fill my pot only with His thoughts in my mind, only His communication through my speech and fingertips, to hear only as He hears and see like He sees, to slip my hands in the gloves of His hands an my feet within His shoes, while being filled daily with another does of the Fruit of His Spirit my lifestyle. I ultimately discovered the brand He birthed me into me from the womb and the passion which He create me to live life together. I'm now more aware that Jesus is always by my side as we chat together throughout the day, for me that's prayer. He has His seat in my care and a place at the dinner table; I want Jesus in the details of my life. I'm no longer saddened from my misfortune I feel fortunate to have found His passion living through me. I thirst to become more refines so His desires are my desires, and His passion within me makes a difference in lives, moment-by-moment, one footstep at a time. I'm so grateful that life's interruptions helped me discover the meaning of passion as God intended.


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