Do You Ask

So this week God has been dealing with me about asking him for things.  I had become so independent that it was hard for me to ask people for anything.  It had gotten so bad that I will go without rather than ask for help.   Growing up in a one income home taught me not to be wasteful, to appreciate what you have, and work hard.  But what it also taught me that I didn't want to be a burden on anyone and I would provide for myself.  You see I grew up in a General Motors home.  This means we have experienced layoffs and plant shut downs.  My dad was a hustler, he made a way for us to not go without, but that didn't mean I didn't notice the struggles. 

So as soon as I got old enough to work I did.  At the age of 14 I had my first job and haven't stopped since.  I also kept my grades up in school so my parent wouldn't have to pay for college.  The first school that offered me a scholarship I took (thanks Wayne State University).  I decided not to apply know where else because I didn't want my parents to pay application fees.  I didn't want to go out of state because I didn't want my parents to have to send me money for things.  So as you can see at a young age I became independent. 

Well today God is working on me to depend on him completely.  I went through a stage in my life were I lost all material things I owned and was in debt.  Instead of worrying I casted my cares on him and didn't stress cause I knew God had a plan for me.  I no longer stressed about things.  Then God showed me I might have passed that challenge but I still didn't ask him for anything.  So he had me sit and think about who I asked for things.  I realized that I had a hard time to ask even the very intimate people in my life for anything.  If I asked you for something it meant I was really in need.  He even took me back to times I had chances to ask my dad for things and I would go to my mom instead (even that was difficult).  The crazy thing was she would always turn around and say ask your dad.  In hinds sight God was preparing me then for this lesson.  He showed me that I have not learned how to receive. 

During this past week so many people were so giving to me and my family in our time of lost.  Then he made me ask for something as simple as deserts for my dad’s repast.  Man was that a challenge to type a message to people I loved and ask for simple support.  Then I turned on Joyce Meyer and she was discussing Hindrance in Prayer.  The number 1 hindrance was asking.  Man just blew me away.  Now the first thought was that God wanted me to know that he is my provider.  He told me to ask him for something from him multiple times a day.  God want me to get comfortable asking cause he know I had thoughts that he have more important things to worry about my small problems.  But he let me know I am his child and have inherited all he has. 

Then he revealed to me that the only way I could ask him for anything is to seek him and commune with him more.  Now don't get me wrong, I wake up and thank God for everything that come to mind.  I read scripture and not afraid to worship God at all times.  But he wants me to be in the middle of my work day, commune with him and ask.  He want while I am pumping gas to commune with him and ask.  He wants me to seek him more, stay focused on him all the times and get comfortable asking.  So I challenge you to search the bible and just see how many times God has said ask.  Then search yourself to see do you ask.

Peace In Death

As you may or may not know my dad went to be with God on January 5^th. This is the first time I have experienced death so close and fully understood everything. When the doctors told us he wouldn't make it but a day or so I prayed for God's will to be done. So when he took his last breath I trusted fully that God wanted him home with him. Now I would be lying if I didn't tell you that my emotions were trying to control me but I knew God know exactly what he is doing. So I shed tears and then I started worshiping right in the hospital. I was crying with a smile because I knew my daddy was cracking jokes with Jesus. I realized that my dad didn't have to deal with chemotherapy anymore. He didn't have to walk with a cane. He was no longer in pain and truly free.

Now I know everyone mourns differently but I am here to tell you you can experience peace in death. If you allow God to move in your heart. If you call on him in your time of despair and be honest by telling him you need him, peace will consume you. Please notice I didn't say he will give you peace. You already have it through the holy ghost the question is are you conscious of it.

I remember the first time I experienced the peace that passed all understanding. I had being praying for God to reveal truth concerning a relationship. Well lets just say he slapped me in the face with the truth and reminded me that I already knew what was going on all along. Well my anger was so intense, lets just say I understood how crimes of passion happen, but God. Well just when the anger was about to explode he whispered in my ear you got what you prayed for and peace consumed me. I mean the anger disappeared just like that. I could actually smile.

Well this is the same peace I experienced in the hospital. This is the same peace you can experience today. Even when I have my moments through out the day where I cry it doesn't take away my peace. I just remember the great daddy I had and realize I am so blessed. I know my daddy is still with me and he is forever locked in my heart. So today I say whatever you are going through, rather you lost someone, rather you are stressed about a relationship, a job, children, whatever the circumstance call on God right now and watch his peace consume you.

Love you guys and may you experience peace everyday

Freedom

RIP: Daddy