LINDA J UK 2020
2 Corinthians 11: 25-29
Thrice was I beaten with rods, once was I stoned, thrice I suffered shipwreck, a night and a day I have been in the deep; 26 In journeyings often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils by mine own countrymen, in perils by the heathen, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren; 27 In weariness and painfulness, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness. 28 Beside those things that are without, that which cometh upon me daily, the care of all the churches. 29 Who is weak, and I am not weak? who is offended, and I burn not?
I am up late reading, contemplating and praying. I have just been blessed by reading Steve Uppall’s book, Burning Ones and would highly recommend. Those of you who know me, know I like to write. I have been writing like this since the age of 7 years and it has been a comfort to my soul.
Tonight I am reviewing the hour and time we are in, but most importantly to ensure ‘that as long as it remains with me , I am at peace with all men’. It was King David who said ‘Why do the heathen rage and the people imagine vain things … ‘
Over the last little while I can see the call of the world vying for my attention for a response and it has become overwhelming. Some of the approaches have been veiled attacks, but I have seen and withstood them and by his grace am still standing. Didn’t the Lord say, ‘many are the afflictions of the righteous, but that He delivers us from them all’? Well it is true as the opening piece written by the Apostle Paul and from the book of Corinthians also testifies.
It is 14 mins past midnight…. Time is running out. The closing word of the Burning Ones is Psalms 91. As I read it from the New Living Translation, a personal prayer is flung out of my heart and mind. It is my version and as follows but you can make it your own too:
PSALMS 91 – LINDA’S VERSION
If I live (and constantly), in the shelter of the most High, I will find sweet rest under His shadow and wings. He alone is my refuge and place of safety. He alone is God and in Him I trust. He will rescue me from every scheme and trap of the enemy and from the fatal plague. He will shield me with his wings and shelter me with his feathers. His faithful promises has, and will ever be, my armour and protection.
I will not fear the terrors of the night nor fear the dangers of the day. I will not dread the plague that stalks with teeth…. in darkness, nor the disaster that waits for others that are outside and that strikes at midday.
A thousand shall fall at my side and ten thousand, thousand at my right hand, but the evil – their evil, their plots, schemes and cunning, will not touch me. Only with my eyes will I see the punishment of the wicked and against those that seek to sully or harm the Lord and his anointed.
I will continue to make the Lord a place of refuge and the Most High God, Jehovah, my shelter. No evil will have preeminence over me, no plague will come near by beautiful little bungalow….I know this because his word says: that he has given orders to his holy angels to protect me and mine, wherever I go. They will hold me up with their hands and keep me from falling or bucking my foot, even my little toe ……against a stone. I will be strong and will trample and crush down lions and serpents under my feet. He has given me the necks of my enemies.
My God will always rescue me, because He loves me and He knows my Name. He called me beautiful, joyful, spirit.
He will protect those who call on Him and trust in Him.
Whenever I have called, He has answered. He has been with me in times of trouble; He has given me his salvation.
His plans for me and mine are longevity, a future and a hope and many many blessings.
Linda J UK