My Sentimental Journey

An ordinary girl's walk with an extraordinary God


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Step into the Hallowed

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I want to share how the mighty power of God pulled a crazy Ephesians 3:20 on me while writing my book Reclaimed Joy. At one point, I thought my manuscript was done. As I headed to what I thought was the home stretch, I heard the Lord say “deconstruct to reconstruct.” As I pondered those words in regard to my book, it was confirmed during the writing retreat at Tetelestai Ministries days later.Indeed, it needed reconstruction.

Returning home, I rolled up my sleeves to what felt like a daunting task. With the Lord’s help, I completed my reconstruction and was eager to send it to a dear friend to look it over. To my shock, I realized I had reconstructed my whole book from an unedited copy of it. Devastated at this revelation, my emotions ranged from mad to sad as tears welled in my eyes. The task seemed insurmountable. That night, I stepped away from the project as doubts flooded my mind. I wondered if I was even called to write my story. My husband and dear friends prayed for me, and the next morning, I heard the Lord say, “Lay it fallow and step into the hallowed.” That sounded good to me, for I was heading to Estes Park in Colorado the next day for a Her Voice rally, and I knew time away would do me good.

Violet, You’re Turning Violet

The rally was life-changing, as it always is, and I not only stepped on holy ground, but I also lay my full body down on it. Normally, that is not how I posture myself at a rally, but the Lord was getting my attention, and it was through pain. C.S. Lewis has a beautiful reminder of this. He said, “Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.” And let me tell you, I was in pain.It was not about my book; my stomach was bloating like Violet’s when she grabbed Willy Wonka’s everlasting gobstopper, popping the gum into her mouth and chomping away. From tomato soup to roast beef, baked potato and finally blueberry pie and creme, it immediately made her bloat up like a giant blueberry. That was exactly how I felt. I’m usually quite fond of dessert.

The Rose Is Red, The Violet, Blue

As I prayed for my stomach earlier that day, the Lord reminded me of being three years old and having bad stomach aches that would wake me up at night, which I believe were attributed to sexual abuse. I was beginning to see He was revealing something that needed healing.Later that afternoon, during his teaching, Danny McDaniels shared from his book Freedom: Winning the Battle Within. He walked us through a group deliverance prayer. Those prayers would forever change me even more than the last time in July 2021 at the Her Voice rally at Camp Crestview in Corbett, Oregon. As he began to call out sexual abuse, incest, molestation, and rape, I moved myself to the upper level of the auditorium to lay my bloated stomach on the ground. I was in so much pain and fear of embarrassing myself with so much trapped gas. Before we prayed, he told us that we might cough, cry, yawn, or have a runny nose because the demonic oppression comes out through the openings in our body. I never heard him say anything about gas, and believe me, I would have much preferred a yawn as their way of escape.

As I positioned myself on the ground, I checked my phone and saw a message from my dear friend Debbie; that was straight from heaven.

It read,

“Just a quick word from the Lord.Get up close,daughter get up real close. I have something for you. Something special that you are not expecting. I love you with undying love. I have known you before you were placed in your mother’s womb. Fearfully and wonderfully created by My own hands. But you do need to come closer. Empty yourself and humble yourself. Get ready for My Word to touch your life as I have said. Even your socks will be blessed off, says your Lord.”

It made me giggle; it was as if she knew one way or the other that I might be emptying myself that night.“Your will, not mine, Lord Jesus,” I said to myself. And so, I got closer, humbled and emptied myself with the help of beautiful people not only praying for me at home but also in Colorado. Precious women like Sophie, Jessica, and Brenda had my back in prayer with love and compassion. This created a safe environment for me to cry from the depth of pain that a little girl and teenager had been, letting things come up and out for good. It was the most free I have ever felt in 60 years.And whenever I remember that the Lord met me as I lay on the carpet in Colorado, bloated up like a blueberry, it reminds me that author and pastor Jenny Donnelly is definitely right: “Dignity is highly overrated” (from her book, Wake Up Dead).

Hallowed Ground

When I returned home on Saturday evening, my stomach felt the best it had felt in a very long time. I woke up on Sunday around 5:00 a.m.to a peaceful prompting from the Lord to research Freemason ritual abuse. Before I go any further, I want to make one thing clear: not all Freemasons are involved in such atrocities. I also believe in forgiveness for all injustices we suffer. Jesus Christ has forgiven us; so, too, we must forgive others. It’s not easy by any means, but necessary and so utterly liberating.

As I read some articles that morning, nothing jumped out at me; it didn’t seem like any of those things had ever happened to me. I asked my husband to pray for me, and it was then when images flooded my mind, which led to a couple of hours of newly revealed details, puzzle pieces coming together, and a realization that some things had happened to me as a child, which my mind could not handle.

Also that day, another key player in my abuse was confirmed…someone I never could have believed.Thirteen years ago, the Lord revealed my dad’s sexual abuse to me through someone, which I will talk about later in the book. However, on this day, it seemed I could handle more heartbreak because of all the grief being released. I simply followed the Lord’s prompts and listened to the directions of the Holy Spirit. Though it was difficult, I felt so free to have finally known more about my past to forgive those who had wronged me in their own brokenness.Going to church that sunny day, my face glowed so much that people even commented about it. No more dark secrets the enemy could use against me to block the living water that flows out of my belly. And guess what day this truth gem was found? On Halloween! The very day God chose to reverse the curse of all demonic activities that were carried out on me as a child. I now stand on hallowed ground, completely free, writing this book with a depth of freedom as never before. My heart’s cry is for you to find your hallowed, holy ground as you journey to freedom and wholeness.

“The Lord God is my Strength, my personal bravery, and my invincible army; He makes my feet like hinds’ feet and will make me to walk [not to stand still in terror, but to walk] and make [spiritual] progress upon my high places [of trouble, suffering, or responsibility]!”—Habakkuk 3:19

From Reclaimed Joy Discovering the God of Wonders in your Whys Chapter 1


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Aww Nuts

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Aww Nuts
As I write this, I’m watching a blue jay steal walnuts, one by one, from a
squirrel house my husband built for two cute squirrels.
Watching this play out, I find myself a tad bit unhappy that Mr. Blue Jay has entered a home that was not built for him. This is how comparison and competing robs us piece by piece; it carries -off the identity of who we are in Christ and the provision He has laid out specially for us. The enemy robs us every time we compare or compete in an unhealthy fashion. It robs our peace, our joy, creativity, and depletes our resources, exhausting us in its empty pursuits.
As Romans 12:15-16 reminded us earlier, not only are we called to rejoice with those who rejoice and weep with those who weep, but do it wholeheartedly. If we cannot, one by one, our gifts, talents, and destiny can get carried away with our nutty comparison, only to be eaten, dropped, or buried by our detrimental thinking and behaviors. Our blue-jay thoughts steal the joy the Lord has for us, leaving us feeling empty. Just as I happily replenished the squirrel house of what was robbed of them, so, too, does God replenish what was taken from us. He will replenish even if it’s our own brokenness or someone’s wrong choices towards us that makes us feel cheated us out of His love.


Reclaimed Joy Discovering the God of Wonders In your Whys Lisa Jennings

“Sometimes big trees grow out of acorns-I think I heard that from a squirrel” .Jerry Coleman

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The Broken Buddha

My dad was famous for bringing things home when he was a traveling salesman. Sometimes this just meant he traveled back and forth to a local auto parts store where he worked. No matter, he always seemed to find treasures to cart home. As I’m typing this, it dawned on me that I’m a lot like him. What an epiphany… it only took 61 years for this realization. Better late than never I always say.

When dad brought home fake decorative trees adorned with pink plastic flowers or burnt orange Fall leaves. It was my mom’s job was to try to work my Dad’s purchases into their home design while trying to maintain her own aesthetic style. At times this task proved to be a challenging endeavor.

However, hands down the one item that was the most difficult and loathsome, for my mother to incorporate let alone even bring into the house, was a gargantuan sized ceramic statue of Buddha; sporting both of His arms lifted up high while His rotund belly protruded out unashamedly.

That newly acquired find not only did not fit my mom’s décor, it did not fit her Christian beliefs. So with these two blaring conflicts, she quickly had my father usher it downstairs and placed it in the farthest corner of the rec room… a time out of sorts for Mr. Buddha perhaps chalking it up to his bad behavior. My mom was always good with a “work around” solution when It came to making a home for my dad’s finds.

And while my dad’s crazy Buddha statue had his perpetual time out in the basement. There came a day when that find met his match with two young girls that had far to much energy and way to much time on their hands. My dear childhood friend Janet and I were quite the pair, to be honest I don’t remember what our reasons were to go downstairs and engage with the statue on that fateful day. I have no doubt we were caught up in the midst of some heightened wackiness for sure. It all that mayhem and merriment all of the sudden Mr. Buddha fell over as those arms once raised high, were now completely and cleanly sheared off from the impact while miraculously the arms remained totally intact. Unbelievable!

This smoothest break from his tubby torso, no one could have made happen even if they tried. Believe you me we did not try at all. Truth be told, I’m now 100 % convinced my mom’s prayers for its demise were the culprit. That woman knew how to pray.

Janet and I were horrified at this mishap. I quickly sprang into action darting upstairs for glue to apply a 911 emergency adhesive on the severed arms. Carefully gluing the ends we attached his broken limbs to his body while propping them up with our hands. However, the moment we let go gravity took over causing them to slide down. We repeated this several times with the same end result. It was a dizzying and rather exhausting experience, as if the glue smell was not dizzying enough. In our desperate attempt to keep Buddha’s arms on, the strong smell of glue wafted up the stairs grabbing my mom’s attention, kicking into high gear as any loving mother would do ,she quickly walked down the stairs to investigate the cause of these intense fumes. Even though I was initially afraid of what her reaction would be, I was greatly relieved to see that for the very first time my mom was actually happy that I had broke something.

This funny memory came to mind the other day and as I reminisced this event I also pondered it.

I had just finished my last blog post about Hidden Idols and how God brought about a Holy Spirit course correction into my life… a path of learning to trust Him more. And here I was again pondering idols with a new revelation I felt the Lord say, “Lisa, what idols are you trying to prop up and save in your life. I thought of one unhealthy relationship He had lovingly removed from my life or severed, but I was having a hard time letting go of it, for one I thought I had broken it so therefore I needed to fix it, wanting so badly to mend it when I was not called to do that anymore.

Truth is it was just not meant to be. Sometimes in our lives that will happen, and no amount glue or human effort can prop that up. I’m reminded of Romans 12:18 NIV

“If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.” We need to do our best and leave the rest to God.

The other arm if you will ,was revealed days later when I thought how at times I can let my mind go idle, though its spelled differently it was still an effective way to get my attention.

The dictionary describes idle thoughts as frivolous, trivial, minor, meaningless and purposeless to name a few.

I don’t want to focus my energy’s on unnecessary or valueless thoughts that have no purpose instead I choose to do what Philippians 4:8 encourages us to do.

Keep your thoughts continually fixed on all that is authentic and real, honorable and admirable, beautiful and respectful, pure and holy, merciful and kind. And fasten your thoughts on every glorious work of God, praising him always.

As I looked at what could be an another idol in my life, I repented of what I believed God was wanting to address at those moment and asked the Holy Spirit to keep me alert to any other idols in my life.

Because truthfully there can be a lot of areas in our lives where idols can find their way into so many of life’s situations.

So, today I’m putting down the tube of glue of my own understanding and efforts that try to keep unhealthy or broken things together… when all along these were actually God’s “divine” and “clean” breaks.

A clean cut from an idol that is not suppose to be there in the first place.

Lord today I pray Psalms 139:23-24 KJV

Search me, O God, and know my heart :Try me, and know my thoughts: and see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

Thank you Lord Jesus for breaking off any idols that have found a home in my heart.


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Hidden Idols

Running late for church one Sunday I grabbed my crumpled clothes from the bench where I tossed them after coming home late from a Her Voice Rally in Corbett Or. The weekend event was a barn burner and healing flowed throughout the gathering of over 800 women were I got gloriously touched by God. As wonderful as that was, I felt in my spirit that there were more areas that He wanted to bring healing and wholeness to.

Feeling beyond determined to go to church that following Sunday morning, I left my tired husband in bed and drove my disheveled weepy self 30 minutes to our new home church The Collective in Tigard, Oregon.

While driving there I also felt driven to get to a place where I could connect intimately with a God who loved me and I loved back. Surrounded with like minded people that hungered for the same experience is indeed powerful.

I cried through worship, heck, I probably cried through the announcements and the drive home was no exception. God was busy collecting my tears in His bottle and recording everyone in His book as King David penned so beautifully in Psalms 56:8. He was rather busy that day, and I know as my loving Heavenly Father He did not mind one bit.

I can certainly understand why King David also wrote in Psalms 121:4

“Behold, He who watches over Israel Will neither slumber nor sleep “

God watches over us 24 /7 and He never grows weary doing it.

What a comfort.

As God lovingly collected my tears while I drove the long stretch of the freeway home, He showed me an image of Jacobs wife Rachel stashing her fathers household idol in a camel’s saddle. You can the read this whole great story in Genesis 31, when I got home I sure did. It had been a while since I read that story.

Upon seeing that image I asked the Lord what are you telling me? Do I have an idol I’m not aware of?

I had an inkling I already knew what He was going to share.

You see, at this time in my life I just lost my business a few months prior due to the business closing where I rented a couple of spaces to sell home décor. With this new turn of events I decided to open up my little backyard She Shed… and call it “The Wildflower Cottage”. Filling my tiny space with cute decorative treasures. A place I could still decorate, visit with people, while generating a little income from the whole gig, it felt not only divine but a match made in heaven.

That shed was so delightful, why not make our other shed a clothing boutique? Since losing my spaces I also no longer had my clothing merchandising position as well. Hence the name change to “Wildflowers & Lilies” a nod to the scripture verse in Matthew 6:25-34 where Jesus told His disciples to not be anxious and to consider how He clothes the lilies.

Funny how as I look back I did not catch the signs along the way. The neon sign,

“Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow “…

is more then just a charming quote but the word of God (Logo) to implement in my life, not just stick on my business cards.

The Lord is so patience His loving response to my inkling about it being my business was “you never asked me.”

Right then and there the realization hit me, I went in all guns a blazing. Though talking to my husband about it we really did not commit it more fully in prayer. It sounded good so it must be God. Right?

It seemed like a great idea, I even placed a scripture verse on my business card, prayed for people who came to visit. The thing is …

We can do good things…

With good intentions …

And still miss the mark.

God always goes to the root, the core belief or reasoning for our actions, He’s all about healing us, while helping us trust Him. His desire is for us to keep the main thing the main thing, which should always be Him. Walking in complete trust and surrender to His will and way. Especially when it is difficult to do so.

When I dug deeper reading Genesis 31 with all its robbery and intrigue the plot thickened with handy commentaries peering into the possible reasons Rachel took the household god in the first place.

One article suggested she knew her father’s Laban’s god growing up and she learned of Jacobs God. Yet perhaps leaving her childhood home to go with her husband caused her trust meter to dip. Surely a small inconspicuous back up plan of the household idol just in case Jacob’s God would not come through.

Hello plan A meet plan B.

Right then and there I saw how losing my business needed a remedy and waiting on God for an antidote seemed to me that it needed a little help. My inability to trust in my Father’s provision in a season of uncertainty put me in a position of restlessness. Thankfully He always has a bigger and better plan; inviting us to embrace Him, relinquishing our restless churning and turning, so in turn we live in restful trust and stillness.

When I surrendered my plan and received His plan for me, I slowly moved to undo what I had done. Standing face to the face with another season of change that would ultimately allow me to…

Joyfully Trust Him.

Habakkuk 3:17-19 NIV says it so powerfully:

Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the Lord, will be joyful in God my Savior. The Sovereign Lord is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights.

Finally, with God’s help I brought myself to a place where I could box up my stuff to donate my inventory to Echo Ranch. This lovely non profit was founded by my friend Dorine and her husband Jake, a place where they rescue people and horses and so much more. They truly Echo the love of Jesus with every selfless act in a posture of total servanthood. The icing on the cake was to be able to decorate a quaint horse trailer with some of my donated gifts and Lynda’s gorgeous Floral bouquets. Mostly, these lovely flowers come straight from Echo Ranch’s garden that she and other volunteers tends with such love, commitment and creativity.

This beautiful transition opened God’s redemptive doorway of easing my sorrows of saying goodbye to a new glorious hello.

Now walking in God’s plan not mine… which is always the best plan ever!

And now a year later the Lord is opening more doors that not only include my writing but also revisiting my home decor business… Which is now His planning not mine.

The plans of the Lord stand firm forever, the purpose of His heart through all generations. Psalms 33:11

It is He who reveals the profound and hidden things; He knows what is in the darkness, And the light dwells with Him. Daniel 2:22


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Bee Hopeful

The gentle breeze from the open side door off the kitchen was too refreshing for me to want to close it. I had just experienced this delightful breath of wind as I opened the door for our goofy dog Buddy to go potty. He rather enjoyed the fresh warm air and decided to lay himself down on the small porch attached to our shed to soak up some rays, acting as if it was the dog days of summer on a sunny April afternoon. Both of us seemed lost in the contentment of fresh air, sun, and joy it provided us. While the door was still wide open providing such enjoyment a bumble bee flew in, buzzing around frantically. I suppose like Buddy and I, she too got caught up in the moment of joy.

Disorientated, she headed to the unopened window and thought for sure the window was her ticket to freedom. In all accounts it sure looked like it. “Aerodynamically the bumble bee shouldn’t be able to fly, but the bumble bee doesn’t know that, so it goes on flying anyway,” (Mary Kay Ash). That can-do spirit had served her well so far, surely it would continue to work its magic. However, as an outsider looking in, all her determination was not getting her out. Deciding to assist her I grabbed a flat-end wooden spatula from the kitchen and gently placed it under her body to lift her up and send her on her merry way. But she simply was not having any part of it. In her tiny bee mind the window was the only way out.

As I pondered or, should I say, I was BEEing mindful of this bumblebee’s view of me, I realized to her I was probably making her uncomfortable. To her it might have seemed I was disrupting her plans to escape even though I knew it was inescapable. What I meant to bless her she saw as a deterrent.

And then I saw myself in that frantic bumblebee: Choosing a comfort zone rather than God’s call to the uncomfortable. Doing it my own way rather than trusting God who sees the bigger picture. Viewing God’s delays as His denials when He is simply in the process of working it all out for my good.

I never knew such a tiny insect carried such a huge lesson. I should have known, since she’s not even supposed to be able to fly. That alone will preach!

For her fuzzy body round as a ball

her dainty wings seem much too small

to zip, or zoom, or fly at all, (Dawn Matheson).

Not that we are sufficient of ourselves to think anything as of ourselves; but our sufficiency is of God, (2 Corinthians 3:5 KJV).

Be Hopeful

Be Patient

Be Loving

Be Joyful

Be You !

Me beeing joyful at the craft store.


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Clothed with Strength and Dignity

Here is the story of how the Lord brought me down the path of doing this fun project while I waited for my Reclaimed Joy book to be edited. This prompt from God became a joyful and relaxing way for me to experience the truth of God’s word. Now as this one year project comes to a close, I hope it blesses you as much as it has me in creating it. I have learned more about God,myself and that striving to people please and perfectionism is not the perfect nor pleasing life to live after all.

The Journal ’s Inspiration
The Clothed in Strength & Dignity Journal was created not only from my love
for journaling and occasional doodling but also from a longing to create a
devotional book after watching the movie 27 Dresses. Though this concept
may not sound spiritual, that next day after I watched the movie, I felt inspired
to draw 27 little dresses in my journal, redeeming the truth nuggets revealed
to me. Each new day I read one chapter in the book of Proverbs as I searched
for daily wisdom, choosing one verse to ponder, writing it down, and titling
my dress. Some of those dress drawings are displayed around this page.
Truth be told, I was not a fan of all of the aspects of the movie’s content, yet
watching the main character Jane’s strong desire to please people struck a
chord in me. For I, too, have lost my identity in the process of trying to please
people throughout my life. Jane somehow found herself saying yes to being
a bridesmaid 27 times with an underlining hope that one day these brides
would return the favor. Not only that, but Jane’s sentimentality lured her to
cram every one of those 27 bridesmaid dresses into her closet, leaving no
room in her closet or life to spread her God given wings and fly.
For me, people-pleasing became a counterfeit love that was based on fear of
rejection, crowding out God’s perfect love that casts out all fear, as 1 John 4:18
promises.
Eventually Jane found her true love and cleaned out her closet, for in that
true love was revealed the truth she needed—spurring her to embrace the
positive changes that were necessary for her newfound freedom. God’s love
will do that for us and so much more. One touch from God will transform your
life forever. Accepting Him as your Lord and Savior and choosing to follow
Him every day will be the best decision you will ever make.
When Jane married the man of her dreams, those 27 brides became her
bridesmaids, returning the favor just as she hoped they would do.
May you find God’s love for you in fresh new ways; may your personal journey
of being clothed in strength and dignity allow you to more fully experience
laughter without fear of the future.

My first doodles.


…let the adorning be
the hidden person of the heart
with the imperishable beauty
of a gentle and quiet spirit,
which in God’s sight is very precious.
1 Peter 3:4 ESV


Journal Instructions
The journal progresses through the book of Proverbs from Chapter 1
to Chapter 31.
One dress to color and one highlighted verse each day. The selected
verse to ponder correlates with that chapter.


Hanging with Jesus! The page opposite the dress and verse for that
day will have a few questions about the highlighted verse and a place to
write your Garment of Praise—your gratitude to God or something for
which you are thankful.


Devotions. If you choose to read the whole chapter (which I encourage)
you may use this space for your thoughts or study notes.


Doodle or Dream. Use your own quiet time style with Jesus that will
promote personal growth and intimacy with Him.


Blank pages at the end the journal may be used to create a collage of
words or phrases, or sketch or draw, to help you reflect on your learning
and or new awareness of God or yourself that emerged as you worked
through each chapter.


I have used The Passion Translation of the Bible frequently because of
the poetic way it is written. I have felt God’s love in a deeper level
through incorporating this translation. Feel free to use any Bible
translation with which you are comfortable.


The beautiful bouquet of God’s Wisdom
The Book of Proverbs is a beautiful bouquet of God’s wisdom and revelation
knowledge. Mainly written by King Solomon, this book stands poised and
ready for us to daily gather up its fragrant truths in the 31chapters it provides
the reader. Wisdom is poetically woven throughout the pages, giving us
answers to our human condition through the lens of God’s divine solutions.
Once we apply the wisdom of the aromatic truths to our lives, we cannot help
but spread that scent wherever we go as our lives reflect the image of God
more fully and completely.
Our lives are a Christ-like fragrance rising up to God.
2 Corinthians 2:15 NLT

You can preorder this book by going directly through Venmo -123 or Paypal.me/heartfullofjoy The price is 14.95 plus 5.00 S/H. Please specify its for the dress book.I hope to ship out the orders by end of May. This will also be available next week for preorders on lisasjourney.net Thank you so much, Lisa


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Never Smile at a Crocodile

Recently I was praying for America. My heart was heavy and grieved. As I prayed, I felt strength as the Lord reminded me of all the people crying out for God to heal our land. Then as the strength came over my spirit the Lord showed me a picture of a crocodile with his jaws roped shut. This sent me on a journey to find out all that the Lord was trying to tell me.

Crocodiles in the Bible symbolized the reign of the Pharaohs of Egypt which God would destroy (1).

Ezekiel 32:1-2 reads,

Ezekiel, son of man, condemn the king of Egypt and tell him:

You act like a lion roaming the earth;

But you are nothing more than

A crocodile in a river,

Churning up muddy water with your feet. (CSV)

Though Pharaoh prided himself as a lion among the nations, in actuality he was a crocodile—the monster in the sea—muddying the waters with his feet.

As I continued my search on the crocodile it only became more exciting to learn that during the Middle Ages the early Christians (in line with key Scripture), viewed the crocodile as a monster of chaos, and the devil. So much so they chained stuffed crocodiles on their church walls to represent the devil being chained. What a powerful picture of overcoming the enemy.

The closest translation for the Hebrew word Leviathan in Scripture is crocodile. A crocodile is known for getting its prey in its jaws, then bending, twisting, and wearing it down with its relentless thrashing back and forth. So, too, the enemy can twist our words, thoughts, and relationships in an attempt to swallow us whole through misunderstandings, lies and half-truths, causing division rather than unity; hate rather than love.

Crocodiles have also been viewed hypocritically as shedding “crocodile tears” while eating their victims. Though there is some evidence these tears are based on a physical response to the crocodile being on land and severe jaw movement, it is still a chilling picture of insincerity and deceit.

Isaiah 27:1 describes Leviathan as a serpent:

In that day the Lord with his hard and great and strong sword will punish Leviathan the fleeing serpent, Leviathan the twisting serpent, and he will slay the dragon that is in the sea.(ESV)

Psalm 74:14 continues the theme: You crushed the heads of Leviathan (Egypt); You did give him as food for the creatures inhabiting the wilderness (AMPC).

I was reminded of The Prince of Egypt movie scene when Moses’ mother Jochebed placed her precious son in the ark of bulrushes sending him off in a desperate attempt to spare him from Pharaoh’s death sentence on all baby boys .Tearfully she sang the song “Deliver Us” as the movie shows the perilous journey of Moses escaping fishing nets, hippopotamus, and the dreaded crocodile only to land safely in the arms of Pharaoh’s daughter. Eventually Moses became all that God called him to be and delivered His people from years of bondage, escaping the traps of the enemy trying to steal his God-given identity. Lord, we pray too you would deliver us.

Deliver us

Hear our prayer, deliver us

From despair, these years of slavery

Grown too cruel to stand

Deliver us

There’s a land You promised us

Deliver us from the bondage

And deliver us to the Promised Land

(Prince of Egypt) 1998

Lord, everywhere we look we see a need for your deliverance. Your people cry out for justice, freedom and truth to prevail, for good that triumphs over evil in every situation we might face.

When I think of the depravity all around and our deep need for you to deliver us, our call to pray earnestly and to do so without ceasing becomes paramount these present times.

Matthew 6:9-13 comes to mind when Jesus’ disciples asked Him for this crucial weapon. “Lord teach us to pray.” They knew the importance of it, and right there He gave them The Lord’s Prayer. Woven in that authoritative intercession is the cry to “deliver us.”

Let’s look at His beautiful example of communing with God.

Our Father in heaven,

hallowed be your name.

Your kingdom come,

your will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our debts,

as we also have forgiven our debtors,

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

(Matthew 6:9-13 ESV)

And as we pray faithfully let’s also “be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour” (1 Peter 5:8 ESV).

Be Prayerful

Be Faithful

Be Alert

Be Mindful

And always remember to . . .

“Never Smile at a Crocodile”

No, you can’t get friendly with a crocodile

Don’t be taken in by his welcome grin

He’s imagining how well you’d fit within his skin

Never smile at a crocodile

Never tip your hat and stop to talk awhile

Walk away, say good-night, not good-day

Clear the aisle but never smile at Mister Crocodile.

(Frank Churchill and Jack Lawrence in the movie Peter Pan). 1953

Behold, I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall by any means hurt you (Luke 10:19 KJV).

(1) https://enduringword.com/bible-commentary/ezekiel-32








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The Treasures of the Snow

Years ago after seeing the movie ” Avengers Endgame” my morning devotion landed me on the pages of Jeremiah 51, which at the time seemed random. However, it did not take long to see why my choice was not random at all… but rather quite divine. The words leaped off the page grabbing my attention far greater than any adrenaline driven movie moment. Right there in verses 34-37 was a thrilling life changing revelation, “Then I, God step in and say, I’m on your side, taking up your cause, I’m your Avenger !” Wow friends! How epic and reassuring… good triumphing over evil, hope cascading over despair, delivering the knockout punch to the enemies that loomed over us. All the while, washing away injustices with a love that is undeniable. A tangible, palatable victory, far removed from the bad taste that was left in our mouth’s by guilt or embarrassment. This overcoming conquering king is in our corner 24/7, never sleeping or slumbering… even when you cannot feel Him. That is truly and “End Game” changer!

God pleads our case, rights our wrongs, restores what has been devoured and loves us so fiercely; championing for our peace, salvation and joy. What is our role in this glorious package? Simply receive it free of charge, your admission has already been paid for.

You see, I have needed an Avenger

to right all the wrongs,

to turn my mourning into dancing,

to redeem what has been stolen,

and to walk in my God given freedom and destiny.

Because of Jesus my great Avenger, my story is not in a place of sorrow and victimhood but of overwhelming victory. God’s word says, “They have overcome (conquered )him by the blood of the lamb and the word of their testimony.” So in that truth I can now share that I was raped during my senior year by a fellow student. For years I wrestled with shame, guilt and sorrow trying to bury my trauma so I could face each day pretending, albeit with all my might, that life was normal. Adding to the difficultly was my inability to tell my parents about being sexually assaulted. Which left me feeling alone, and with no one standing in my corner to defend me. For somewhere in the depths of my broken and shattered soul I felt responsible. It took me years with the Lord’s help and love of others to unpack the truth of that dreadful night… that it was never my fault ever. A few days after the event, the person that was responsible apologized; though it was a long bumpy road before I arrived at true forgiveness. I’ve realized along the way, that in order for a person to be able to abuse another human in any way shape or form, is out of such brokenness that only God can truly heal them. I hope and pray he has found the freedom and peace God longs to give him.

God in His unfailing love has redeemed the areas of sexual abuse that go far beyond that one painful night in Dec. of 1978 to a place of healing, peace and joy. Our Savior promises in Joel 2:25 NIV

“I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten
the great locust and the young locust,
the other locusts and the locust swarm
my great army that I sent among you.
You will have plenty to eat, until you are full,
and you will praise the name of the Lord your God,
who has worked wonders for you;
never again will my people be shamed.

Lord, thank you for being our Avenger taking up our cause with love while also desiring freedom for both sides involved in the heartache. We praise you that the pain of yesterday is swallowed up in the victory of today. We praise you that those that put their trust in You will not be put to shame or disappointed. You are by far the best super hero ever!

Skipping school my senior year to play in the snow totally brokenhearted.  Scan0008

2022 Jesus has healed my heart and it is full of joy !

Have you entered into the treasures of the snow? Job 38:22 KJV

 For as the rain and snow come down from the heavens, and return not there again, but water the earth and make it bring forth and sprout, that it may give seed to the sower and bread to the eater, So shall My word be that goes forth out of My mouth: it shall not return to Me void [without producing any effect, useless], but it shall accomplish that which I please and purpose, and it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it. Isaiah 55:10-11 AMP

“Snowflakes are kisses from heaven.” Unknown


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Exciting News

Lisasjourney.net is now open for business. Not only will I be adding to my blog posts, I will be adding to my shop as well. I’m super excited to have this up and running and so look forward to writing and creating new products that remind you how much you are loved by God.

Please note at this time the shop is only doing pre-orders .Shipments going out in mid to late February for book and bracelet and journal shipment in March . Thank you so much and God bless,

Reclaimed by His love and joy ,

Lisa


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Entwined Hearts

Recently it dawned on me, jokingly calling the word “wait” a four letter word was not a good idea. Though there have been times in my life when waiting felt like a long prison sentence with no hope of parole nor even a visitor called Joy. It’s root cause was fostered by my lack of trust and complete confidence in God’s faithfulness. Not only that, my thoughts were skipping the biblical principles of rejoicing in the Lord always as Philippians 4:1-9 encourages us to do so… this didn’t help matters. My notions of God’s truths in regards to waiting was conceived, birthed and nursed on lies. This false narrative continued to grow out of a lack of trust in God’s goodness. Doubt became the framework of my wobbly emotional structure, which proved insufficient building materials to fully lean on God’s goodness in my times of waiting. Removing the core nature of God’s faithfulness out of the equation of waiting, choosing to be dictated by feelings over our faith will fail any faith building inspection.

I’m reminded of Peter’s bold steps to walk on water as Jesus bid him, only to suddenly let his fear and doubt not only stop him in his water tracks but sank him in it. I love what Matthew 14:31 * says, ” Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him .” You of little faith, ‘he said , why did you doubt? “So why did Peters bold step of faith to met Jesus abruptly stop? He saw the wind which had produced the crashing waves against the boat he and the other 11 apostles were waiting in. Peter’s fear of the wind caused him to take His eyes off Jesus, gripping his heart with doubt causing him to sink. Even though Jesus had comforted His fearful disciples only moments before while He was walking on the water saying, “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.” I’m comforted to know that even Peter doubted in the waiting, letting sight override faith allowing doubt to drown him… even though Jesus had lived amongst him on a daily basis with unwavering faithfulness. Like me, he let the whirlwind of circumstances deceive him, while the wind of adversity whipped up fear that raged in his soul.


Also, I find it interesting that in Matt: 14 it is recorded on three different occasions that immediately after Jesus did something for his disciples a juxtaposition took place… the value of “Waiting”. God is a God of Waiting and a God of suddenlies, though I love the suddenlies there is great significance in the Waiting. Allowing the necessary work of the Holy Spirit within our own hearts’ and minds’ to be done while we Wait. James W. Goll writes, “when the fullness of preparation, meets the fullness of time its results in the culture or atmosphere where suddenlies come to pass” The bottom line is …. “He has made everything beautiful in its time.” Ecclesiastes 3 :11 ESV


This reality of God’s truth empowers us to take a position of rejoicing in His exceedingly great and precious promise even while we Wait.


As I repented on my four letter word comparison of the word WAIT the Lord brought to mind the countless scripture verses that celebrates Waiting.

The truth is we not only wait on Him, He waits on us.


To surrender our will for His.


To lay on the altar those things we cling to. Offering our bodies as living sacrifices holy and pleasing to God.


A beautiful exchange of earthly pleasures for His far greater kingdom purposes.


Isaiah 30 :18 is a lovely picture of His waiting on us.”For this reason the Lord is still waiting to show his favor to you so he can show you his marvelous love. He waits to be gracious to you. He sits on his throne ready to show mercy to you. For Yahweh is the Lord of justice, faithful to keep his promises. Overwhelmed with bliss are all who will entwine their hearts in him, waiting for him to help them.”


Such a comforting verse, and the thought of entwining our hearts to His is a powerful truth to cling to in our waiting.
” Here’s what I’ve learned through it all: Don’t give up; don’t be impatient; be entwined as one with the Lord. Be brave and courageous, and never lose hope. Yes, keep on waiting—for he will never disappoint you!” Psalm 27:14


The Passion translation commentary writes The Hebrew word most commonly translated as “wait” (wait upon the Lord) is qavah, which also means “to tie together by twisting” or “to entwine” or “to wrap tightly.” This is a beautiful concept of waiting upon God, not passively, but entwining our hearts with him and his purposes.


It reminds me of a tall curly willow branch propped up behind our shed waiting to be used, while in its stillness a glorious honeysuckle near by seeking additional support, twirled around the dead lifeless branch. Gracefully, beautifully entwining its purpose with life and destiny.

Today you might feel like a dead branch waiting for a promise or a purpose, I have good news for you… when we wrap our heart into His we are forever changed in the process and beauty will come out of the waiting.

Perhaps you too are tired of being on the team where wait is a four letter word. Are you ready for a shift into freedom? I know I am!

As I wrote this the Lord brought to mind the game called “Olly olly oxen free”.”Olly olly oxen free” is a catchphrase or truce term used in children’s games such as hide and seek, indicating the players who are hiding can come out into the open without losing the game. Or that the position of the sides in a game has changed, meaning the game is entirely over. Wikipedia went on to say the phrase may have, ”calling all the outs in free”; in other words, all who are out may come in without penalty.


We thank you Lord for calling “Olly olly oxen free ” to all who are hiding in fear, doubt or shame. Being the glorious game changer, calling outs–IN and those still waiting will one day boldly declare… it was totally worth the Wait! .


“I have wrapped my heart into yours!” Psalms 25:5 TPT

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