It is Easter Monday and I have a dialogue running in my head about the rules of engagement of faith as I fight for health in my spirit, soul and body. Just now as the noise of children squabbling and screaming at each other drives me to threaten one child I will not drive him somewhere if he persists, I am overcome by weariness and tears stream….It seems to be a battle between my spirit and body to write this blog and the message I think of writing about differs from the one I write in real time. Holding my head in my hands I whisper a thank you to God for his patience. I spent quite a lot of time seeking the Lord, children were taken to the circus by their Grandma, lovely meals were shared at home and elsewhere, projects around the house got completed….but the battle for it was real. For dramatic effect the sibling squabbles continue and I plug my ears with my fingers, pray in the spirit loudly, bind unclean spirits and call on Abba to help me with sobs of my own. This message was intended to encourage others but it is turning out to be a plea of my own to myself to remember what we just celebrated. We celebrated Good Friday where a supernatural transaction occurred on the cross of Calvary. Isaiah 53 comes to mind. This verse needs to be read with Holy Spirit’s enlightenment because there is just so much to unpack. The overriding message though is that Jesus Christ took upon Himself my sins, my iniquities, my curse, my sickness and disease and offers me freedom from it. Will I believe the Lord’s report? AND we celebrated Easter! The resurrection of Christ Jesus who conquered sin and death for us. Hallelujah! He is RISEN, upon which rests my faith. This supernatural wonder also needs to be unpacked with the leading of Holy Spirit. I am thinking of a Bible verse in the Psalms…I page to where I am thinking of and finding something more appropriate in Psalm 86:6 A prayer of David-Give ear, O Lord,to my prayer; And attend to the voice of my supplications. In the day of my trouble I will call upon You, For you will answer me. So what now, I remind myself that His grace is sufficient for me, for His power is made perfect in weakness. 2 Corinthians 12:9 🙂 I say Thank you Father aloud for a good husband who has put children to bed and I wait for the evidence of my faith to manifest once more that if God is for me, who can be against me/ I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me/ By His stripes I am healed/Because I, Chantal, have made the Lord who is my refuge, Even the Most High my dwelling place, No evil shall befall me….His Word is Mighty! I wield it knowing it is powerful! Knowing it is my victory! I might see ashes, but He sees beauty.

Till next time! Be strong in the Lord and the strength of His might 🙂 Off to take Holy Communion now….