1 Yea, for thus saith the Lord: Have I put thee away, or have I cast thee off forever? For thus saith the Lord: Where is the bill of your mother’s divorcement? To whom have I put thee away, or to which of my creditors have I sold you? Yea, to whom have I sold you? Behold, for your iniquities have ye sold yourselves, and for your transgressions is your mother put away.
2 Wherefore, when I came, there was no man; when I called, yea, there was none to answer. O house of Israel, is my hand shortened at all that it cannot redeem, or have I no power to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea, I make their rivers a wilderness and their fish to stink because the waters are dried up, and they die because of thirst.
The other night my husband gave me a Priesthood blessing. I love to receive them and often ask for them because I feel like as I hear the words from the Priesthood holder, he is speaking directly from my Father in Heaven. Often the blessings will share talents I have been given, or blessings awaiting me in my future, they also often contain counsel. I feel so much love from my Heavenly Father when I hear them.
In the blessing it told me that Heavenly Father wants to help me, but can't unless I ask. Now first of all I was confused by this and then I realized I have been stressed throughout my days trying to raise 2 kids and I never ask for help, I just feel stressed all day and overwhelmed.
So last night I fell to my knees and I have course started out saying some things that I was thankful for and then I just let it out. I told the Lord that I NEEDED HELP and I think I must have listed 20 needs or more before I stopped. Tears flooded from my eyes as I shared with the Lord how much I needed Him and I felt so loved during that time that I could be so vulnerable and He wanted to help me
The best part about this was that today I felt His help. I got through my day and STRESS FREE. I love Him so much. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
7 For the Lord God will help me, therefore shall I not be confounded. Therefore have I set my face like a flint, and I know that I shall not be ashamed.
Love,
Becky joy
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