A 31 day journal for the easily overstimulated humans.
(Because we exist, and we desire to live well. Not just hide well.)
The Dwelling Place has always existed, though I have not always visited.
It is the place we go when we can’t just go.
It is the place where we meet with Holy Spirit.
It is the place where we are stilled.
It is the place which gives us a moment’s peace.
It is the place we live from.
Less escaping. More embracing.
Never closed for the season. Never overbooked.
Never not prepared for our arrival.
Always welcomes with open arms.
This place is not a thing but a face.
our Dwelling Place.
The Dwelling Place | 31 Days of Real Life Getaways | Day #21
Once upon a time I started to put more confidence in the fact that I dealt with anxiety
than I did for God to cover me with his peace.
It appeared I had more faith for a melt down
than I did for my own Maker to help me in my time of weakness.
“I’m creating my own state of mind that I am trying to pray away.”
“Reclaim your imagination. It is your most valuable asset.”
“Our mind is our playground where we enjoy God but the enemy wants to make it his.” – Steven Furtick (all 3 quotes from his sermon here.)
An essential part of pivoting our thoughts from harmful or dead (useless) is to starting going the complete opposite direction.
What do I mean?
Doing what (when feeling blah) doesn’t make sense: GIVING God praise!
Out of the pit we will be pulled from, when our lips defy death and
we start slinging hope into the air like a rocket.
We come unhinged and become lit up like
Christmas trees. We wonder, “How?!?”
Because when we hand over the reigns of our insides
to our Maker, he can have rightful control and begin
steering us to Life-Giving destinations.
If you are filled with anxiety or disheveled from life,
even if you doubt a God above who loves and cares for you —
I challenge you and urge you now, to let your lips take a risk
and ask God to help you experience a peace that is unshaken.
A peace that doesn’t get scared easily, a peace that won’t run off at the drop of a hat —
a peace that permeates you whether you are in motion, or standing still.
The challenge begins with giving him praise, which means you have to go against the grain
of reason and logic: To do happy-people actions while you are feeling off.
I stood up in front of a crowd recently to give praise to my maker
and it set off a chain reaction of numerous people
laying their burdens down.
I praised through he tears and found it opened bigger doors
than any shiny thing on earth could ever stand to give.
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