To Accept the things … Change | A Five Minute Friday Post


Here we are again. Friday. Five minutes of free, from the heart, honest and unchecked writing. FMF has a new home and everyone is welcome.  Come join us and connect with 200+ writers as we bear our hearts with one another, abandoning the restraints of rules and proof reads. Just our hearts and our words writing on the same prompt. The only rule is to write for 5 minutes only with no editing. Just throw caution to the wind and let the cursor follow your heart on to this virtual blank page.

We do ask that you read and leave some love for the writer who hooked up before you.

That’s the heart and fun of this really … reading what another heart feels about the prompt and encouraging them in this journey of writing that we are all on.

 

This weeks prompt is, drum roll please …. CHANGE. Go!

To accept the things I cannot change.

To accept the things I cannot change.

Change and serenity! Really? The thing I could not accept for the longest time was that I could have a sense of serenity when things were about to/in the middle of/or had already changed!

The two seem to be the antitheses of one another, wouldn’t you agree? Most would. You hear them all the time … I think at one time or another each and every human being has made the statements, “I hate change!” or “I just want things to go back to the way they were!”

But do we really? In our natural selves we like our nice comfortable little now. Even if that now is not the height of joy or passion or even just happy and content. We are comfortable with our now and don’t want to look forward to who we will be in the next moment.

And that is the point … Change dictates that I am not the same person I was when I began this post. This post, this prompt, has ignited creativity in my being and at that moment I changed.

Nothing earth shattering just a little shift in my outlook on life or my attitude … a change.

We change from moment to moment. And the bible has a wonderful scripture that, now, makes the changes in my life more acceptable:

2 Corinthians 3:18

As all of us reflect the Lord’s glory with faces that are not covered with veils, we are being changed into his image from glory to glory. This comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.

I’m still working on the acceptance of those things I cannot change; but eventually I hand them to God to handle. I’m getting better about that. And then there’s the courage to change the things I can … now that’s a BIG one … but that’s for another post!

Stop!

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Andrea

Andrea

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Gather … ing … T@T


Good evening my friends and Welcome to Tuesday at Ten! I am joining Karen over on her blog, Finding the Grace Within, for her new Tuesday night blog Link up where you have 24 hours to use the prompt word to your liking! It’s not about writing perfectly, or even writing … it’s about connecting with one another creatively!

Whether it be just writing a story behind the prompt word, or being as creative as you wish using photos, poems, art, or graphics – whichever creative way you choose.

You have 24 hours to write and link up your blog at the bottom her page {the link is above} so that others can link up with you. Be sure to visit your “link up” neighbor and spread the joy of connection! Karen will choose writers and their writings to be posted on the blog and the Tuesday at Ten Facebook page each week, so join us in this gathering and give us your best take on …

Gather – go!

Gathering

Gathering

When I ponder the word Gather these days it’s about gathering things to me … not necessarily people, they’re aren’t many around in my current isolated circumstance.  In fact, as lonely as I get sometimes with what’s going on I find myself digressing to my old self and hoping people won’t be around. It’s really a vicious circle for me; the old behavior, I mean. This allows me to indulge in my self-protecting isolation. I hurt so much sometimes, lately, that I don’t want people around, I don’t want to know that they don’t call because they don’t know what to say so it’s easier for them to stay away and while that thought hurts me, I don’t initially do anything about it.

For me it’s gathering those spiritual things that help us to push through the tough times. I have to gather the courage to get through some days; many days lately. The courage to face the facts of The Hubs’ illness. The courage to not break down in tears because the illness is making him tired and absent a lot of the time.

I have to gather the faith to pray. Frankly I have to gather the random access memory in my brain to remember to pray, sometimes.

So how do I handle the isolation and the constant urge not to gather … not to connect?

Quite simply I do the next right thing, even if I don’t want to.

I find things like today’s link up and I gather in with all of you wonderfully talented and spiritually connected writers and I write. Sometimes my writing surprises me with it’s eloquent message and sometimes it’s simply words gathered on a page expressing my feelings or describing my day … not necessarily fit for others to read but necessary for me to continue on this journey of mine.

When I sit with my sponsor and we work through whatever we are working through she always reminds me that the sharing of my thoughts or feelings or just my day cuts the hurt and the pain in half, each time. And for someone who naturally prefers to isolate that is vitally important; as is the gathering with others.

The Word says …. “For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.” Matthew 18:20. For the most part I believe I gather here, at these link ups, where we all meet, with other godly women, in pursuit of connecting our faith, in one place, in His name, to make this world a better place. Or at least to make the day better for each other. Helping each other on this journey called life. =)

Gathered

Gathered

I know for me it makes my world a better place. Thank you.

Andrea

Andrea

Fill … FMF


Here we are again. Friday. Five minutes of free, from the heart, honest and unchecked writing. FMF has a new home and everyone is welcome. Follow this:

and hook up with the 200+ writers as we bear our hearts with one another, abandoning the restraints of rules and proof reads. Just our hearts and our words writing on the same prompt. JOIN US! We only ask that you read and leave some love for the writer who hooked up before you. That’s the heart and fun of this really … reading what another heart feels about the prompt and encouraging them in this journey of writing that we are all on.

The Prompt today: Fill … Go!

I strive today to fill my heart with the word of God; while life is attempting to fill it with fear!

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1:7

I continue to fill my heart and mind and spirit with this scripture today … You see The Hubs ran a fever again Wednesday night and Thursday; with this new chemo regime it seems that 2 weeks after the treatment he runs a fever for  a day or two. But with this one his back hurts a LOT; worse than ever, he says. So I start praying; keeping the fear at bay, because we know he is healed! The lung is open and working, for the most part everything is good.

So because one of the poisons they use to kill this cancer requires us to call if he has back pain I called. The “on call” doctor asked the most frightening question since this all started almost a year ago … “Has the cancer moved to his bones?” My body went numb from the infill of fear and my mind screamed as I, somehow calmly, said no, there’s been no indication that anything like that has happened. And she went on to offer a strong narcotic for the pain, which The Hubs refused, because it couldn’t be called in … we’ll get it Monday, he said, when we’re there for chemo, if I still need it.

Oh, Lord I believe, help me overcome my unbelief! Mark 9:24. I like the NIV … it reminds me that when I fill myself with the Word of God I overcome!

So today I fill myself with affirmations … I went to my meeting with my ladies where we are doing a bible study on the Grace of God – one of Joyce Meyers books.

I un-filled my anger and fear by sharing it with the girls and we discussed it and the teaching helped immensely.

You see, it’s all about what we fill ourselves with and it’s a choice with each circumstance.

Am I going to fill my heart, mind and spirit with what the world says or am I going to be diligent and obedient and fill myself to overflowing with what God says?

I look at it this way … the Lord dwells within me and the world cannot fit in there with Him … So I say Lord fill me today with your Spirit and allow that YOUR Spirit to overfill me to overflowing so that others who might be experiencing what I am experiencing will know they are not alone today and that there is rescue and rest in You, Father.

STOP!

So I ask you today … what are you filling yourself with? I encourage you to comment here and let me know, maybe we can help one another stay filled with the Light of His Word.

My Heart

My Heart

Would I wish …


It’s a quiet day here in Hutchland. I’ve been awake since 4:30 am, had to get the boy to his job early. Then it was hard to get back to sleep after my return home, just as the light was filling the sky with cotton candy clouds surrounded by pastel pinks and purples … like I said, a quiet morning. Peaceful as most of the world around me lay sleeping.

I recently purchased the devotional “A Year with C.S. Lewis”. I adore his writing, which is odd because it is not easy to read, at all. After all much of his writing is 100 years old, but I LOVE his style and the way the people spoke back then. Eloquent and complete, not dumb-ed down like our language is today.

Today the reading was about wishing a dearly departed love back. It spoke to me, because I have moments when I want desperately to beg God NOT to take The Hubs from me right now. And it conjures memories of my younger Christian existence when I surrendered everything to God in my salvation, but asked passionately and repeatedly that He not take my love from me. OH how naive I was; believing that God, after giving me the man I KNOW He chose for me, would wrench him and that love, a love I had never experienced before, from me.

God doesn’t do that. He NEVER gives to take away; it’s not how God operates, I know this to my marrow, now; but did not then.

This devotional, by no mistake, is focusing on the book ‘A Grief Observed’, which I own but have not read. It’s heart wrenchingly sweet and tragic how Lewis felt about losing the love of his life. The love that caused him to evolve into the man that wrote these many books, the man who, as he described as a creature coming out of its shell being doomed to crawl back in after such loss.

I must read the entirety of this book to know the outcome of this Grief that he experienced and observed within himself.

Today the devotions is titled “Would I Wish Her Back” … this only rises fear in me, yet it begs the question of will I be able to let my love go when it is time, at any time. Or will I crumble into that naive little Christian who begs God not to take what she still wants and needs regardless of His plan, or the needs and desires of my love.

Now we women have a way of practicing and rehearsing possible outcomes of the circumstances of this life, good and bad. You know you do. We conjure the horrible and test our emotional fortitude under the imagined outcome. And losing a loved one is one many practice often, as uncomfortable and self-serving as that may be.

Yet, I wonder of my fortitude: am I as strong in faith as I believe? Really, who am I to judge the level of my own faith and courage? With what or whom do I compare mine to?

Lewis poses the question to himself: “What sort of lover am I to think so much about my affliction [loss] and so much less about hers?

What kind of love am I to want him to stay if  it’s his time to go home? Does this make me faithless? Does it mean I don’t trust God with my future?

OR

Does it mean that I simply love my love too much to imagine my life without him. I mean obviously I’ve imagined it. But NOW, today, this last year, the possibility was all too real. Some of the doctors were even convinced it was a sure thing. Thank God they were wrong.

Yet the day will come … even though the Word says we have 120 years, 120 is not eternity and jealously and selfishly I want eternity.

EVERY.SINGLE.MOMENT.OF. ETERNITY.

That is what I want, but alas, we cannot always get what we want, to quote Mick Jagger and the Rolling Stones.

So rather than dwell any further on whether or not I would wish my love back, even for a moment, I will remain here in the present and enjoy …

EVERY.MOMENT.OF.LIFE. with my love.

That is what I would wish for today.

My Heart

My Heart

Begin … Anew …


Begin …

Five Minute Fridays. A time when literally hundreds of dedicated writers, from novice to proficient, come together in one place to write on a one word prompt. The trick is just to write, from your heart for 5 minutes, throwing every rule to the wind to just pour out the words within you. No editing, no elaborate worry about perfection and symmetry; just your heart, your words and this virtual blank parchment.

Going here will explain everything. So write and then encourage! That’s what we do. =)

 

Morning Rising East

Morning Rising East

 

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I’m about to begin a new day … I tend to do that in the silence of my sleeping home.

The Hubs resting comfortably, enjoying the normalcy of a week without chemo and doctor appointments.

The boys (men) sleeping or gaming or just being up in their rooms; possibly planning their new day ahead, possibly just sleeping peacefully with those little boy faces that come back when they sleep. Amazing how we mothers continue to see our innocent babies in our grown children, especially when they are at peace in their dreams.

Begin.

We begin again with the blessing of new mercies from God, each day. Knowing that we need not worry about the mistakes of yesterday and letting them just float away on the dreams we enjoyed in our rest. Knowing that today we have the chance to make good on our promises and amends that may be needed; knowing that God works all things out for those who love him and move in his purpose for their lives.

We begin anew with a promise from God. As we take in that first breath of the day and exhale a prayer of thanks and honor and praise.

And we rise again, refreshed to begin … not worried about the door that closed behind our resting eyes in the night … to walk through that open door …

Breathing in the fresh, salty breeze and the coffee brewing ( I drink tea, but still enjoy the aroma of the Hubs coffee brewing, it just means happy morning!)  … all the wonderful beauty of a fresh and clean day;

We begin … anew.

Stop.

Good morning!

It’s nice to meet you here in the small hours of the day. I invite you, again, to join us in this writer’s flash mob.

How will you begin?

This has been a 5 minute post!

This has been a 5 minute post!

 

Finish …


Once again my most dedicated blog post is on Friday … When I join others writing their hearts with abandon!

Five Minute Fridays. A time when literally hundreds of dedicated writers, from novice to proficient, come together in one place to write on a one word prompt. The trick is just to write, from your heart for 5 minutes, throwing every rule to the wind to just pour out the words within you. No editing, no elaborate worry about perfection and symmetry; just your heart, your words and this virtual blank parchment.

Going here will explain everything. So write and then encourage! That’s what we do. =)

The prompt … Finish

 

Go!

I wasn’t going to do this one … it’s been a terribly long week with good and bad and worse and better all wrapped up in this thing I call my life. Happiness and disappointment all at once and on and on and on infinitely … no finish there …

So as I was saying good night to the social media world this is what I wrote … and I instantly moved it here, where it belonged! I tapped it out in seconds. This emotionally fatigued and battered brain writes best in this condition sometimes … or well, you be the judge … this is how I feel at the finish of this day.

 

Surrender

Surrender

Oh this heart.

So much weighs upon it,

So much unknown vexes it’s very beating.

But I must … I am compelled,

By the Holy Spirit, to lay it at His feet,

For if I do not, I will suffer, I will ache.

The fight is not mine, it is not about me.

Even as my heart bears the weight, it is not mine.

So I surrender, I must.

I long for sleep and rest and peace.

The peace given me by Him, who never sleeps.

Who faithfully gives watch.

He perfects that which concerns me …

Me, I perfect nothing without Him.

He will Finish the work He began … In Me.

When I surrender Me into His hands.

Finish!

Isn’t it amazing how true to what we are taught in the Word that the Holy Spirit will bring to remembrance all that you have treasured in your heart, when it is needed, even when you do not have the words … like I said, I wrote that on Facebook before I moved it here. It is better here, where it won’t be judged, where people won’t necessarily ask me questions I don’t have the answers to.

Tonight I just stand in awe, once again, of a God who urges this gift of words to the surface even when the words escape me.

All the glory and honor to Him who is faithful to me, to you, to this fallen world at large.

Here are the scriptures I found in this little impromptu poem of mine.

Thanks for taking the time to read my words. =)

Proverbs 3:5-6

5Trust in the Lord with all your heart
    and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
    and he will make your paths straight.

Psalm 121: 3-4

He will not let your foot slip—
    he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
    will neither slumber nor sleep.

Psalm 138:8

8 The Lord will perfect that which concerns me;
Your mercy, O Lord, endures forever;
Do not forsake the works of Your hands.

Philippians 1:4-6

In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.

Bloom where you’re planted … FMF Post


The most dedicated this blog is right now is on Five Minute Fridays. A time when literally hundreds of dedicated writers, from novice to proficient, come together in one place to write on a one word prompt. The trick is just to write, from your heart for 5 minutes, throwing every rule to the wind to just pour out the words within you. No editing, no elaborate worry about perfection and symmetry; just your heart, your words and this virtual blank parchment.

Going here will explain everything. So write and then encourage! That’s what we do. =)

Today’s Prompt is:

Bloom … Go!

” Bloom where you’re planted.” a phrase heard many times by many people, especially in church, was actually made popular by Mary Engelbreit. It’s not actually in the bible, though there are those that ascribe scriptures to the concept. Hey it’s catchy, and it is timely, almost every day and moment of one’s life. Really.

Blooms

Blooms

To bloom is to not just grow, but to florish.

Where you’re planted, is just that; where you are, right this moment, hour, day, week, month … life.

But what if where I’m at isn’t that great. What if it’s a dry, sunless and lonely place? What if it’s ugly and death seems to be circling? How do I bloom?

Philippians 4:9-11(NIV)

Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.10 I rejoiced greatly in the Lord that at last you renewed your concern for me. Indeed, you were concerned, but you had no opportunity to show it. 11 I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.

It’s the last verse of this scripture that answers those questions for me … I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.

Much of what I write here isn’t about motherhood, which seems to be the common subject of 100s and 1000s of blogs these days. My motherhood days of young children has been over for many years. Yet, I still parent. I parent my sons, my husband, friends in need of advice … this is all parenting.

My parenting has bloomed, and that frightens me because I don’t think I was very good at it. But parenting is all about example and my example today is about life and how to live it well in all situations.

It is through my Christian Faith that I help (parent) others. It is the holding of my head and tongue while in crisis; and oh how things have been in crisis of late! It’s that positive attitude that one only attains through the utmost trust in God.

You know the trust … the one you learn to rely upon, crisis after crisis. That trust that you first give to God because you have nothing left in you to rely on … surrender. And somewhere it becomes that trust that has seemingly bloomed within you because you have everything within you; all that authority that the bible says is ours as the children of God.

Trust blooms … when time after time you surrender all to the hands of our almighty Father in obedience and love.

We bloom as we share this trust in God when we advise, or share our God experience with those who are currently where we’ve been.

When we trust God we can bloom in the driest most desolate places in this life and place that we live … Right here where we are, right now.  Bloom.

Stop … my 5 are up … but if you’d indulge me? =)

I mentioned before that my blog is not about parenting children. It’s mostly about parenting me … and in the great moments it helps others. And I am so awed by that eventuality. God has given me the gift of words and I try to use it wisely and often. But life does what it does and sometimes I’m too depressed or tired or discouraged to write … but I try.

I really have learned to live contentedly in any circumstance I find myself in; even now as cancer continues to be a circumstance in our life. Even as friends seem to be pulling away and differences of opinion or understanding seem to be separating us. Even as I feel most alone, like right this moment in the quiet of a sleeping house, writing about feelings and things I must hand to God and not worry like that proverbial bone.

Because while God helps me to bloom and shine even through the darkest areas of this life, I know that he has everything under control. I just need to keep blooming, breaking these roots free from routine and growing in the new thing that God is doing. Even when I don’t know what that new thing is or will be ….

Isaiah 43:18 “Forget the former things;
    do not dwell on the past.
19 See, I am doing a new thing!
    Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
    and streams in the wasteland.
20 The wild animals honor me,
    the jackals and the owls,
because I provide water in the wilderness
    and streams in the wasteland,
to give drink to my people, my chosen,
21     the people I formed for myself
    that they may proclaim my praise.

Thanks for listening (reading). Now it’s your turn, give us your best on Bloom and hook up with us!

Blessings.

where do I Belong? … FMF on Monday!


Five Minute Friday: Belong

On Friday’s we silence the inner critic. The loudest of all naysayers. And on Fridays we remind ourselves that The Word is for us and loves us and welcomes us. So come and write with us. Together. On one word for five minutes. Here are all the details. And then link up your post or leave it in the comments by clicking here.

But remember, the one must rule here is that you visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their writing.

Go!

So much has changed in the last 10 months. I am now in a category of women who do not often have others like her in her circle. I am the woman whose husband has cancer. Many years ago I was the woman whose grandson died, again no one in my circle had experienced such a loss. So I felt then, as I feel now, kind of alone. At times outside my circle.

Where do I belong?

Psalm 139:13-16 says it this way:

For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.

My days were ordained for me before I lived one day! So I guess this is right where I belong at this very moment.

Learning to be courageous even when I feel weak and alone. Strong when my heart cries even as my faith grows in the knowledge that God has all of this “unknown to me” in hand. Trusting when all I want is a clear answer to a simple question.

This place, where I belong right this second, as I worry about my husband’s fatigue and cough, is where I need to be to see the glory of God at work.

Breaking Through to the Other Side of It ...

Breaking Through to the Other Side of It …

This place, where I belong, right now, as dark as it may seem to me in the natural, is actually in the LIGHT!

1 Peter 2:9
But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.

How do I believe this, you may ask? Because I know that God works out the bad things for my (our) good. The bad things are not from Him; our Father gives the best to His children, so I know the outcome of all of this must be good! Because God is good and gives us only true and good and wonderful things.

I know I am where I belong, because even as I have no one in the natural who knows how I feel, or even asks about me and my well-being during this time, I know that God knows … and even as the “whys” dangle just short of being spoken from my lips …

Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

STOP!

First Morning Breath


Five Minute Friday: Exhale

On Friday’s we silence the inner critic. The loudest of all naysayers. And on Fridays we remind ourselves that The Word is for us and loves us and welcomes us.

Monet

So come and write with us. Together. On one word for five minutes. Here are all the details. And then link up your post or leave it in the comments by clicking here. But remember, the one must rule here is that you visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their writing.

That’s it. The gift of encouragement – pass it on.

 

Today’s prompt: Exhale … Go!

 

I came to a realization today … a revelation.  The last 10 months have changed me … irrevocably changed who  I am and how I see life, people and the world. I have always, well for the last 13 years at least, awakened in the morning knowing that my first breath is by the grace of God. And I’ve always thanked God for the oxygen, that desire to live and breath and continue; even when things were at their worst, I thank Him for that desire to continue. Even today, after all that 10 months has held, I thanked Him for that breath.  And then ….

I Exhale.

I allow him, to the best of my ability, to guide me in my day and my tasks and my dealings. I hand the reigns, most days to God.

Wednesday’s service at church we learned the process of …

 Trusting God.

Trusting God takes faith and it takes courage, at least in the beginning, and it takes the ability to exhale. To breath deeply, hand the situation over, and exhale slowly, in prayer.

Prayer.

I see prayer as that exhaling. I know it’s a conversation with God, a form of communication with the father; but it’s the release of that which we hold deeply within us that often causes doubt and fear and resentments and questions … those things that jeopardize our faith and trust in God. In prayer we release these, we exhale the used air that no longer feeds our lungs providing a peaceful exchange of the give and take of life and love. We remove the death from our bodies with that exhalation of prayer; we give it to God. We hang it on the cross where Jesus took it for us so many, many years ago.

Philippians 4:6 NKJ

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;

And, yes, we discuss the exchange with Father. We sometimes ask for it back to worry it like a bone until we run back to that cross and give it back.

Exhale.

Do this with me … close your eyes, take a deep breath and just hold it for a count of 5 …. and then just exhale slowly while thanking God … slowly now, don’t rush it … feel that cleansing exhale, that release that is becoming a prayer from that simple thanks to Father?

Breath.

Now breath in slowly, deeply and feel the life infill you. Not just your lungs, but your spirit also … Peace. Isn’t it wonderful.

Now again …. Exhale thanks.

Stop.

 

 

Release …


Five Minute Friday.

So, here’s the skinny: every Friday for going on four years now hundreds of people have joined a kind of writing flash mob. We write for five minutes flat, all on the same prompt.
No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation.
Unscripted. Unedited. Real.

Release! Go!

I am angry today. I was embarrassed and hurt and angry yesterday.

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Breaking Through to the Other Side of It …

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The bible, in Ephesians 4 says: “In your anger do not sin”: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry,and do not give the devil a foothold.

Well my night was fraught with angry dreams, despite falling asleep in prayer.

Yesterday 2 doctors called and gave me information that wasn’t encouraging for both my husband and myself. I am not so concerned about the disappointment of my doctor issue; however my husband is tired. We are only one chemo round into this second go round and his blood counts are low and the doctor has ordered a medication that causes pain and discomfort, particularly at night.

Pain and discomfort. Depression and discouragement. How does one release these?

The renewing of the mind releases these things from the spirit.

Romans 12:2  Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.

So today I am working on renewing my mind. Replacing the reports of the doctors with God’s word and releasing the negative thoughts, fears and anger that they instilled from my spirit … because I know that this path I am on is a journey to the good and perfect will of Father God for me.

STOP!

What do you need to release today? Be sure to replace that space with God’s perfect will for your life. After you’ve cleaned house make sure you fill it with the beauty of God’s word as advised in Matthew 12 43-45.