Bible, Christian Life, Guest Post

Guest Post – Kelly Balarie

(Kelly is the author of the new book Take Every Thought Captive, which is being released today!)

My Epic Fail at Taking Thoughts Captive (and my learnings)

I don’t know how to improve. Is God’s grace really for me – such a mess up? How could God ever save me when I’m acting like this? Will He really change me, or the situation I’ve found myself in?

Friends, yesterday I was so deep in a pit of stinking thinking, I could no longer see God’s faithfulness. It was bad. God seemed far. Self-condemnation was near. I was getting everything all wrong. I was thinking all wrong and I knew it. I’m a bad wife. I’m not loving my kids well. I haven’t made good decisions. I am letting people down. A heavy weight of sadness was trying to creep up on me. I could feel it calling my name. It wanted me to give up, ball up, and cry out in bed.

Ever been there?

I can’t say I handled everything right yesterday. In fact, I did horrible. And, for me, as an author of the book, “Take Every Thought Captive: Exchange Lies of the Enemy for the Mind of Christ,” it made me feel like a hyper-hypocrite.

Here I am presenting a book on how to stand firm in truth, and to be like Jesus and I am in a pit of despair. Ain’t one of us perfect. There by the grace of God, go I. All I know is – I stand hand-in-hand with you, as a fellow sinner, without Jesus.

This I know about me: Without God, there’s not much good to report.

Frankly, not one of us is going to think perfectly. Not one of us will be positive all the time. Not one of us will always believe the best about others, hope the best about our future, and love like a perfect little angel. What do we do in this place when, like Paul said, what we don’t want to do, we do?

Do we scream and give up? Do we fight like a wild woman? Do we numb ourselves?

Frankly, seeing the weight of our own mistake feels crushing – like French-pressed coffee – under the weight of everything being forced down on it.

There is only thing that gets us out; it is a key to taking thoughts captive. It is something we can’t just know cerebrally, but we must receive wholeheartedly. It must go past just being mental to being heart-transformational; then, we break prison bars open!

Do you know what I am talking about? It is a little 5-letter word that changes everything: grace (God’s equipping, empowering, and enabling free gift of help and restoration).

Not one, not ever, has saved themselves.

“For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast.” (Eph. 2:8-9 NIV)

It is God’s undeserved, unwarranted, and unearned grace that is still working, still saving, still transforming, still making a way for us, on Earth as it is in Heaven.  Yes, we are saved for eternity, but grace still has earthly application.

“Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.” (Heb. 4:16 KJV)

When we receive God’s grace, we receive gain prison-bar-breaking freedom.

A mind receiving grace goes about thinking:

  • My mess is big but God’s empowering grace – that sets me free – is bigger.
  • I can’t change me, but His power to sanctify me and to change me is radical and working.
  • Jesus saved me and, by grace, He still saves and helps those who come to Him in prayer.
  • God’s grace is enough; His power is made perfect even in my weakness.
  • God knows me, right where I am today. He still loves me and helps me.
  • I am not lost or abandoned; I am wanted.
  • All of God + none of me = a complete work of what He wants to do.
  • The pressure is off.

Friends, I can’t say that I was the picture-perfect image of a biblical woman taking thoughts captive yesterday. Hardly! But I can say God’s grace is enough. It is working for me. It is helping me, even when I don’t feel worthy. It is teaching me, even when I feel like a lost cause. His grace is more powerful than my natural mind. And, in receiving, I trust in that! 


Prayer: Father God, frankly, I don’t feel that great about me. I feel like I have let you down. I am sorry. Will you forgive me? Will you also give me all the grace and mercy I so desperately need? I don’t want to be just a hearer of your Word. I want to be a doer of it. I want to show love to others and myself. I want to be kind towards myself even when I falter. I want to see myself as holy and blameless because of the finished work of Jesus on the cross. God, help me to receive your grace and not to mark myself out because of what I see in the natural. I trust you. I ask for your grace and I receive it now. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

About the Book, “Take Every Thought Captive”

In Take Every Thought Captive: Exchange Lies of the Enemy for the Mind of Christ, author and speaker Kelly Balarie encourages readers to seize the power of God’s Word to not only profess truth, but possess it in their mind, heart, and actions.

Take Every Thought Captive helps readers:

·      transform their minds and release the worries, burdens, and lies from the enemy

·      pray through times of mental and emotional strife

·      become warriors and fight for God’s plan and purpose

·      use God’s Word proactively instead of living defensively and defeated

For prayers, scriptural encouragement and a Take Every Thought Captive Worksheet, visit: www.ITakeThoughtsCaptive.com

About Kelly Balarie

Get all of Kelly’s blog posts by email!  Kelly Balarie, author (Battle Ready, Rest Now, Take Every Thought Captive), speaker, and blogger, delights in joining hands with women as they go through life’s ups and downs. To see God move to revive hearts, to restore relationships, and to bring hope to weary souls are highlight moments for Kelly. Beyond this, Kelly has led spiritual growth Bible study groups and has been seen on TODAY, The 700 Club, Crosswalk.com, iBelieve.com, and (in)courage. Her work has also been featured by Relevant and Today’s Christian Woman. She lives with her husband and two kiddos on the East Coast.

Animals, Family, Guest Post, Pets

Meow There!

Philip

Meow there! Welcome to my blogger!! I am Philip. Mama said I could blogger today, so here I am. I am a big kitty now and I weigh 13 weight-thingies , but I used to be a little baby so Mama and Daddy still call me their little baby. Here is a picsher of me when I was a little baby, after Daddy rescueded me from the outdoors place. Before Daddy rescueded me I was living under one of his trucks where my Mama Kitty had put me, but I wasn’t having safety. Daddy put out a thing with some delishus noms in it and I came in to eat the noms and then I couldn’t go out again! Then Daddy brought me in the house place and I am now what is called a house cat! I am very speshul to Daddy espeshully because he rescueded me himself!

Me after I came to live in the house place.

Here are some picshers of me when I was a tiny baby living in the outdoors place.

Me when I was in the outdoors place, eating crunchers.
Me eating crunchers with my Mama Kitty. Isn’t she a bootiful lady?

My Mama Kitty took good care of me and she did her best to keep me safe, but she didn’t have a house to live in or a Mama and Daddy to take care of her. My Mama and Daddy gave her crunchers to eat every day and drinks in the drinks bowl.

But guess what happened? My Mama Kitty had FIVE more little babies in Daddy’s shed! He found them and brought them in the house, but he wouldn’t let me see them because he thought I might try to play with them and I probly would have, and they were just tiny little tiny babies. Then Daddy put out some delishus noms and my Mama Kitty went in to eat them and couldn’t get out! So Mama and Daddy brought her in the house place with her tiny little tiny babies so she could take care of them. Soon Mama took my Mama Kitty and my tiny little tiny sibleengs to a place called Salem Friends of Felines. The nice ladies there took my Mama Kitty and the tiny little tiny babies to what is called a pawster home, where they got to live in a house place just like I do! Then the nice ladies found good house places for my Mama Kitty and all the tiny little babies so they could be house cats too! I was so glad when Mama told me that they were all being loved and cared for just like my Mama and Daddy care for me!

Here are more photos of me being a happy house cat:

Me when I was little playing with my Lamby. I still like to play with Lamby and he is a good sport!
Me in my speshul catio Daddy made.
Me on Mama’s desker.
Me enjoying pets from Daddy!

I hope you liked my blogger!

~Philip

Animals, Guest Post, Pets, Tuffy

Hi, I’m Tuffy — Guest Blog Post

Tuffy at Home

Hi, I’m Tuffy, and I am a big senior cat, age 12.   I asked Mama if I could do a guest post on her blog to practice for my own blog and she said yes, I could.  I am not so great at the spelling and stuff so she is helping me. 

I will tell you some things about me.  These are some things I like:

My family, especially Mama.
Wet foods, fish flavor.
Crunchy foods, fish flavor.
Snackers, fish flavor and actual fishies.  Mama says the fishies are “freeze-dried minnows”.
My special water drinking fountain.
Being in my comfortable and safe home.
Napping in various places.
Rubs from Dad.
Pets from my family.
Laptime with Mama.
My catio.
Helping Mama in her office.
Scratching on my big carpet roll.
Playing with my birdie, mousie, and springie thingie.
Napping some more.
More laptime.
Sunbeams.
Doing zoomies after I potty, MOL!

Here are some things I don’t like:

Philip, our kitten. He is too wiggly and he jumps out at me a lot.
New people.
A human hand approaching me from the front of my face.
Wet foods, beef flavor.
Fleas.
When Mama is gone.
When my claws are too long.
Going to the doctor.
Itchy ears.

To learn more about me, head on over to my blog www.tuffyshome.wordpress.com !