Get up, Sister!

Get up! Sister…

We need you to rise and take hold of who you are in Christ. We need you! We need your voice; we need your words, we need your personality. We need your hands and feet to proclaim Jesus. We need you to realize who you are in Christ. You are not a mistake, a joke, a failure. You were purposed to be a solution in our world. Your life and the events that have happened were not so you could roll around in ashes, NO, you were created to overcome the ashes for beauty.

You have not been through it all in vain, you have been through it all and have remained. You are still intact not with a spirit of fear, but a spirit of power and love and sound judgment. You are not defeated, Get up! Sister

Rise and take hold of what God has put before you. Do not back down now! You are not weak-willed you have been trained and sustained so that you can stand with confidence. You chose to endure when no one saw; you chose Jesus when everything in you wanted to jump ship. You chose the good portion, and it will not be taken away from you, just like Mary at Bethany. At the feet of Jesus trusting and believing, listening and learning. Instead of busyness, you chose Him.

You filled your lanterns with oil, trimming the wick so the flame would not go out. Yes, maybe at times the flame has waned, but it has never gone out. Get up! Sister. There is still more oil to store. There is a wick that needs trimming so the flame can burn bright once again.

Get up! Sister and read your Bible out-loud when the enemy whispers His lies. Fight him with the word of God and he will flee. There is no other way!

Get up! Sister and dismiss the voices of others who do not have any oil for this time. Dismiss the Martha’s who are bitter because they chose to be busy when Jesus was inviting them to sit and learn. We need you, girl! We need you standing full of confidence in Jesus with us; there is plenty of room, we saved you a seat. Take it!

Get up! Sister and find your identity in Christ for yourself. Fill your vessels with oil, the word of God. We need you, we are waiting for you to rise up.

Wild Rose

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Last Saturday while moving a section of fence on our property I noticed that there was this wild rose bush. We have tried to kill the thing numerous amount of times. Just because it was growing in an inconvenient spot, the spot is right at the corner post of our fencing. What kind of fencing you ask well it is electric fencing for horses. You see the issue? It would eventually grow so big that it would ground out the current and render the fence useless.

So, as we removed the corner post and I saw this one small thorny green branch and thought, How in the world could you take all that uprooting and hacking and not die? Figuring that I would come out the next day and find it dead as a doornail.  That is not what I found to my surprise I found the wild rose bush doing just fine. As I looked at it again, I said: “Well, if you made it through THAT! Then grow little rose bush! In my books that one little stem deserved to grow!

As I stared down at this little thorny stem, I heard Jesus say to my heart, ” Kinda like you!” I giggled back and said in my heart ” I guess so, Lord.”  I looked back down and realized this little green, prickly, stem was a whole lot like me. Since Saturday I have been thinking about what Jesus said to me. I haven’t been able to get it off my mind. So I decided to look up all I could find about a wild rose bush. I mean who could blame me if Jesus is comparing me to it, I want to know the good, bad and the ugly!

I learned that a wild rose bush only blooms one time a year, those blooms typically only have five petals. The flowers are simple but stunning. Just like those rose bushes, we flourish in season. I love that these roses only have five petals, the number five represents grace in Hebrew.  It is the grace of God we bloom at all.

I also learned that these rose bushes are where we get all roses from. They are a completely original, you and I are original; there will never be another human like us.

1 Corinthians 12:25-28 English Standard Version (ESV)

25 that there may be no division in the body, but that the members may have the same care for one another. 26 If one member suffers, all suffer together; if one member is honored, all rejoice together.27 Now you are the body of Christ and individually members of it. 28 And God has appointed in the church first apostles, second prophets, third teachers, then miracles, then gifts of healing, helping, administrating, and various kinds of tongues.

In Verse 27 Now you are the body of Christ and individual members, you are original. Even though wild rose bushes can vary from white to pink, there are a million different hues, and each one is unique. We are all different, we have had different situations to create pigment in us. Those situations and circumstance are used to develop our personalities, they are what gives us our shade of color.

A wild rose doesn’t control its color or where it is placed, all the rose does is grow and wait to bloom.

I found out through my research that wild roses thrive on neglect and are exceptionally hardy, they can grow in poor soil, wet soil, good soil. How many times do people, jobs, friends neglect us but we have come to the understanding that even in the worse case scenarios our God never forsakes us. This makes us emotionally hardy to handle relationships, circumstances, loss and gain, sickness and health. I look at this beginning of a wild rose bush and realize that it is in rocky soil has been cut and abused. It has taken all that, and the little stem keeps coming back waiting to bloom. It has a purpose, it has roots deep down in the rocky soil.  Just like this wild shrub we are all planted in different lands, pastures, in dry places, in soaking wet areas, in urban and rural locations. We might not even like the places we are, but we are still there no matter how many times someone has taken a swipe and widdled us down to a nub. We always come back knowing that one day we will bloom and complete our purpose. In His timing and for His glory.

Amos 9:15 

I will plant them on their land, and they shall never again be uprooted out of the land that I have given them,” says the LORD your God.

You and I are planted purposefully and will not be uprooted out of the land that God has set us in. We don’t have to understand everything to remain. Once a wild rose bush is allowed to reach it’s full potential and blooms it not only is uniquely beautiful, but it leaves something vital behind, rose hips. These rose hips carry over into the winter months providing food for the birds.

Matthew 6:26 ESV

Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?

Psalm 50:11 ESV
I know all the birds of the hills, and all that moves in the field is mine.

Every single bird, hill, and field is His. He knows exactly the time to allow us to bloom so that we can feed those around us. That our lives in full bloom leave necessary provisions for others to come and feed off of while in a winter season. A beautiful picture painted by God himself, that while we are growing. While God is sending the rain, sun, the wind.  Every single branch, stem, leaf, every bud we are strategically positioned to open and display His glorious grace. This grace was intended to give life to a searching heart, and a hungry soul that see’s the grace of God in the wild rose bush. In a God who purposed such a beautiful bloom to provide food for another soul.

Not for a second does the Father not see how many times we have been cut down, trampled, misused, abused, forgotten, weed-ridden, planted in poor soil, and neglected we have grown through it all, by the grace of God. We have grit and tenacity that only comes from the Holy Spirit.  I see now why Jesus said we were like wild rose bushes, growing in a pasture in a fence row, in poor conditions, in poor soil. We are hardy and exceptionally resilient.

No matter what comes, I am determined to bloom where I am planted so that my blooms will one day feed a hungry little bird searching for food. I want to be the vessel that God uses for that task. I am reminded more than ever when I am weak, I am strong. My current sufferings are not worth comparing to the glory in Christ Jesus that one day my face will behold.

Romans 8:18 ESV

For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.

2 Corinthians 12:9

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

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Great News! We have started a PodCast!! You can listen to us, while on your way to work or while dropping those kiddos off to school. https://anchor.fm/songstrengthministries

We are looking forward to serving you in different ways. I am excited to be on this journey with all of you. Thank you, for allowing me to serve you in this way. It is truly an honor. I am seeking better ways to connect with my online audience, of course, you can reach out to me on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and send us your prayer request or questions.

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In His Service,

Kimberly Ferren

 

 

Down Deep In My Soul

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We all feel discouraged or forgotten about at times. We can get so discouraged in our walks with Christ that we can forget His promises to us. That He will be with us until the end of the age (Matthew 28:20). That He will never leave nor forsake us. (Hebrews 13:5/Deut. 31:6) He never promised that it wouldn’t be hard or that it wouldn’t be painful but, He did promise to use ALL things for good. Eventually, with time, He will use even the bad things in our lives for our good (Romans 8:28), He promises that His love for us is everlasting. (Jer. 31:3) Yes, in this verse He is directly talking to Israel, but since we are now the spiritual descendants of Abraham we have all of God’s promises, it is truth and grace, and it is beautiful. We are grafted into Jesus. (Romans 11:17). Because we are grafted in, we are spiritual descendants of Abraham (Galatians 3:29)
If you feel the least bit of insecurity/ rivalry or discouraged/forgotten about. Cry it out to the Lord, listen He already knows what is eating away at you. He knows why, when, where, what, and how it all started. We just have to speak it out to Him so that He can affirm and make us secure in Him again.
I received encouragement from an incredible woman Friday! Someone who I greatly admire and mimic in the faith, which is scriptural. Hebrews 13:17 Remember your leaders, those who spoke to you the word of God. Consider the outcome of their way of life, and imitate their faith.
She gave me a Psalm to read, just thought I would pass it on.
Psalm 18:28-39
28 You, Lord, keep my lamp burning;
my God turns my darkness into light.
29 With your help I can advance against a troop;
with my God I can scale a wall.
30 As for God, his way is perfect:
The Lord’s word is flawless;
he shields all who take refuge in him.
31 For who is God besides the Lord?
And who is the Rock except our God?
32 It is God who arms me with strength
and keeps my way secure.
33 He makes my feet like the feet of a deer;
he causes me to stand on the heights.
34 He trains my hands for battle;
my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
35 You make your saving help my shield,
and your right hand sustains me;
your help has made me great.
36 You provide a broad path for my feet,
so that my ankles do not give way…
39 You armed me with strength for battle
No matter where in the journey we are with God we need two crucial things in our lives we need:
 *Regular prayer time/relationship with Jesus
*Word of God
*A few spiritual mentors who spur us on & encourage us, correct, and teach us.
I might not have it all, but what I do have I am incredibly thankful for.

Guided Seashells

I read the sweetest book yesterday called Seashells it was short; more like a devotional. I got to thinking about the beach and walking on the beach for seashells. As the tide goes out, they are exposed and washed upon the shore. They are all different sizes and shapes some are all intact, some are chipped, cracked. Some are bright, and some are dull but they are all seashells, and each one has its purpose.

I thought about a seashell that was cracked and had some missing pieces, But the shell was still intact, and I realized that through all the tossing, crashing, the high tides, the low tides. The moments that it was swept into deep waters, the moments when it was passed over because it wasn’t what someone was looking for, or it wasn’t the color that someone needed. I realized through it all that the seashell was still a seashell. All of the imperfections, all the cracks, missing pieces could not change the fact that it was still a seashell. I am grateful that God did not allow the ocean to swallow it up completely or destroy it, but He has enabled the water and rocks and sand to mold the seashell and preserve it, even if it is just a shard of a shell; it is still a shell. No matter how broken or small it is, eventually it washes upon a beach. It might not be the prettiest, or rarest but it still was created with purpose and value. We might never understand the value or purpose until we get to the shore. 

1 Corinthians 13:12 ESV

For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

One day we will see crystal clear, and I know this

For in, our missing pieces and brokenness are what God has allowed so we could be among those seashells that are upon the shore to be collected. So that beautiful broken shells can eventually make it to the endless beach. I am choosing to be grateful for the flawed process to the coast. So, one day I can be collected by the hands that made this seashell on the celestial shore. We are all broken seashells, but one day we will be whole and glorious just like Jesus.

The broken parts that I thought were missing are replaced and filled in with Jesus grace and mercy.  Jesus gathered me and is currently making me whole by binding the brokenness, holes, cracks, and writing in where my color has faded so I can reflect all of His glory. 

One day I will be that perfect shell, but until that day I need to allow the tide, waves, current to move me where He needs me to be. Keep letting the water (the word of God) wash over you and take you where He wants! Never give up! I’m praying for you. Keep fighting the Good fight. Run the race with endurance, He knows. 

 

Love your sister in Christ,

Kim                     Find more posts @https://www.facebook.com/mylordmystrengthmysong/

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