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The other day my friend and I were talking and she was going through her own trials that seem to have her down. She said she couldn’t sleep and couldn’t stop crying. It seemed like everything was getting her at once and she could only take it one day at a time.

Let me give you some history on my friend, a little back story. We met in a time where I was uncertain about where I was with God. I knew God, and prayed to God, but I had cut Jesus out of my life. Remember in one of my previous journals I mentioned how I believed the hype that worshipping Jesus was idol worshipping and it was a sin. Because after all, idol worshipping was breaking one of the commandments. Yeah, someone whom never cracked open the Bible at least knew the basics right? WRONG!

Well anyway, she and I had gone on a dinner date to Baltimore and on the drive home, we began talking about Jesus and I asked who Jesus was to her. She said God. I said how I felt Jesus wasn’t God. He may be real, he may have existed, but he wasn’t God. There was only one God. Y’all don’t even know how embarrassed and ashamed and heartbroken I am to have once felt this way about my Lord and Savior, but I did and I needed to in order to reaffirm my faith solidly and to save other people.

So after I gave my views, my friend said well I know he is God. End of conversation.

That right there is a point. Don’t let anyone, I mean, not one person come and shake your views on our God. The devil had me and was using me for his agenda. He loves slipping into the cracks. And when he does, you got to stop him dead in his tracks, like she stopped me.

Okay, so fast forward back to where we are now. She is going through a difficult time.

Of course me being an encourager and uplifter, I began pouring. She said when it rains, it pours. I said it sure does, rain initiates your harvest season so make sure you are sowing as much as you can so the reaping season will be plenty. Keep your eyes focused on God, not your circumstances. In her reply, she said “God is my keeper”. I was so moved by that I told her make a list of what HE IS…line by line. I was encouraged to make one too.

After making my list, I was so happy. All I could do was smile. It’s amazing how much joy recognizing God and his goodness can bring you. Even a part of me felt like my list wasn’t long enough and it wasn’t. He is so much more than my entire vocabulary. I could never make a complete list. Most importantly God revealed that my list could and would change daily so don’t get concerned about the length of the list, it’s growing and changing.

I want to encourage my readers to make a “HE IS” list of who God is to you. I would love to see yours.

My list here

He is. He is. God is.

  • My way-maker
  • My sustainer
  • My lover
  • My protector
  • My provider
  • My father
  • My husband
  • My master
  • My creator
  • My healer
  • My happy place
  • My joy
  • My hope
  • My direction
  • My riches
  • My bills
  • My truth
  • My vavior
  • My deliverer
  • My armour
  • My shield
  • My health
  • My mother
  • My everything
  • My orchestrator
  • My heart fixer



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  1. Wow amazing that u once felt that way its all part of ur testimony

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