LOST ALONG THE WAY

So many people get lost along life's journey simply because they don't know who they are.  We have many who are wavering from one definition to another and this happens because many don't know who they are.  When they are with their friends they have to be something negative probably a drunkard, perverted, criminal, abusive or sensual.  When they are with their family they have to be childish and continue to not have a mind of their own, only execute the instructions of their elders. When they are with the opposite sex they are fornicators or adulterers.  When they are on their jobs they are slaves and do whatever they are told and even those things which are not a part of their job description... We have so many people who exist not knowing who they are and just existing to please everyone but themselves. They got lost along the way. 

These type of people are the worse to have as friends and as spouses.  They are unable to discover who they are, consequentially they are unable to share who they are.  How can you learn someone who does not know himself/herself?  They are still searching, hoping that someone can provide them a definition of themselves. How did this happen?  It happened when adult males failed to be husbands and fathers.  God's creative plan was for Adam, the earthly father to name and define everything including the female whom God created.  If Adam didn't call the female WOMAN, she would not have had a definition.  After she was deceived and they sinned, if Adam didn't name the woman EVE, she would not have had a name.  

Failed men, are likewise failed fathers who contribute to the many people we witness living their lives without an identity. Females are permitting males to define them as their sweethearts, males are permitting their friends to define them as criminals and drunkards, and the list goes on.  So many got lost along the way all because of a male who refused to evolve into a man, who likewise is unable to be a father.  The failed man doesn't have an identity therefore he is unable to define anything in his life or to place a proper value on it.  For the welder his torch is of great importance, for the contractor the plan is of great importance, for the Attorney the law is of grave importance, for the chef the ingredients is likewise of great importance, and finally for the father his wife and children are of grave importance.  If your wife and children are not on the top of your list and not a part of your identity, you have gotten lost along the way.  You exist without an identity and without a purpose.  The welder needs his torch, the contractor needs his plan to properly construct, the Attorney needs the law to properly represent his client, the chef needs his ingredients to prepare the proper dish/meal and a man needs his wife and children to be a father and a husband. Being the sweetheart is not your true identity, raising someone else's children while abandoning your own does not make you a father, and fitting into everyone else's world doesn't make you a man.... you've gotten lost along the way.  

A failed man is likewise a failed friend, a failed spouse and a failed father.  When we connect with such a person on an intimate level we likewise adapt to their mindset which is unstable.  They are still searching and because of this they contribute to emotional and mental instability in their children's lives, the life of their mate and likewise with their friends.  They change with the tide....they are searching and while so doing they are also hurting everyone who comes along their path.  They got lost along the way because their dad failed to father and define them and they are looking for someone to tell them who they are.  They will try everything and everyone until this question is answered and such attempts are made by both males and females...they got lost along the way.  Therefore before you celebrate Father's Day make sure that you are not one of those person's guilty of failing to define your wife and children and contributed to them being lost along the way.   

Don't Hold Your Breath

Today I took into consideration the many dreams I had along with the many prophetic statements made concerning my life.  Such have been transpiring for years with probably 5% manifestation.  I had no other recourse than to  also take into consideration the validity of my dreams and the prophetic words spoken by others.  My countenance fell for a moment and then I directed my focus elsewhere.  I took into consideration the many prophets in the bible who had visions and didn't live long enough to experience them or witness the manifestation of them.  

Moses never entered the promised land. Isaiah, the eagle eye prophet never saw the Messiah.  John the Baptist never witnessed one of Jesus' miracles and was denied the opportunity to hear Him teach.  Rachel never watched Joseph and Benjamin become men, Joseph, the Carpenter and Mary's husband died before Mary and Jesus, and the list goes on.  Should I hold my breath waiting for the manifestation of my dreams or the prophetic words spoken.  I refuse to turn blue and die from lack of oxygen.  I will not hold my breath because I have come to the realization that not every dream we have becomes reality and not every prophetic word spoken manifests in the natural realm prior to our death. 

Biblical records shows that prophecies will fail...  "...But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part." 1 Corinthians 13:8, 9 NKJV.  I am letting them all go and henceforth will practice living my life as if the words were never spoken and the dreams never happened.  I rather live than to hold my breath and die waiting for manifestations. 

WITH UNDERSTANDING

I woke up yesterday with this chorus on my mind, "I belong to You." That was all I  knew, no other words except for those.  I knew it was a song by William McDowell but I refused to listen to  it for the entire day.  I allowed it to dock within my mind. I provided a place within my soul, permitting this chorus to replay every so often.

I went to sleep and awoke the following morning at  approximately 5:30 with the very same song playing in my mind.  I got  my laptop and entered my study attempting to write another book, but all I kept hearing was those words, "I belong to You." I discontinued my typing because at this point I realized that my spiritual man was reaching out to its Creator, Elohim.

I had a moment of silence and during this time, God began to minister unto me.  He showed me in a few minutes  my life, all that I have given up for His glory.  He showed unto me my job, my marriage, my identity and all that He had required of me until my onlookers viewed me  from a different perspective.  He showed me the pain that I've suffered, the things I've offered unto Him, the people, including family whom I  have released for more of Him, the ridicule and the shame, the mockery and rejection, all of this God showed me in a short time.  Immediately thereafter I heard the chorus again, "I belong to You."

There was an unction by the Spirit of God  for me to search for the song on You Tube.  I found it along with the lyrics and after singing the first stanza, I understood the cry of my spiritual man.  Through it all, it was not that great of a loss, the shame and mockery minute, the rejection viewed as something needed and the separation as something required to establish intimacy with Him.  My spiritual man was ministering unto me, explaining to me that I went through it all because I fell in love with God and nothing else mattered.  I am so glad that I delayed in singing the song by William McDowell because now, I can sing it with the understanding, for truly I belong to God.  I don't belong to my mother and father, I don't belong to an employer, I don't belong to my spouse, I don't belong to my spiritual following, I belong to God.  With understanding I sing this song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dB_SAicpExI