Yeah, one of those weeks where my energy and creative juices are just shot. Having some issues really weighing on my heart lately. So for this week’s video Vicky and I did a simple walk through the garden as we got some fresh air.

Seeing the back patch of the garden… there’s nothing growing there. We had a real fight with thistles last year and ultimately gave up. So Johnny (my hubby) used his excavator and removed all the weeds and top soil from that section. Then he got a bag of fresh cut woodchips and dumped it over that patch.

as we walked through and I talked about what was going on there, I thought about how if you don’t plant something good, something bad or evil will grow in that space.

In Matthew 12:43-45, Yeshua/Jesus tells a story of a house. A demon lived in it and was forced out. The demon wandered around but found no where to stay so returned to the house. He found the house clean and lovely, but totally vacant. He then went and found 7 more demons and invited them to come and live with him in the nice clean house.

Our hearts are that house. Is there a demon making a home in it? Has he returned with his buddies after having been evicted? Or is that house full of something good and holy and pure?

I’ve been realizing lately that I have a lot of hurt and anger in my heart from how I was treated in recent years by people I trusted. I still don’t understand why those people treated me the way they did, why others have responded to me the way they have, why some have chosen to just write me off or even turn around and accuse ME of being a bully when I was sincerely trying to help them or make space for them.

I learned some things though.

You can’t be everything to everyone. You are not responsible for being treated badly by others, unless you really did do something stupid. Some people are just so insecure and can’t allow themselves to realize they’ve hurt you, and so they justify their actions and hurt you more.

Its not your fault.

But, I know with all the hurt, all the anger… I can’t let those experiences, those people, define who I am, what I am, or continue to have a hold on me by me holding onto the anger. The anger just robs me of my peace and my joy and my ability to really enjoy the life we’re working hard to build.

I’m far from perfect, but this is part of the refining process. Atleast I can honestly say I’m not perfect and really know it for myself, some can’t even. Do that.

But, there is someone who says “Come to me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” He said, “put your burdens on me.” He is the friend that sticks closer than a brother, and having had siblings walk out of my life that is a comfort.

Part of my healing journey right now, is taking ym thoughts captive, and giving them to the one whose “Strength is made perfect in weakness.” He takes my burdens and makes them light, he causes the blind to see, makes the mute to speak, the crippled to walk, and the dead to rise again. And he will lift the heads of his anointed people, and cause them to run and not grow weary, walk and not faint.

my strength comes from the Lord Yahweh Almighty, Abba Father. Not from mortal man. And he has made us to bring Him glory to cause people to recognize him for who HE is.