Truth and Love

My mom walked in kindness. My dad valued truth. They were not opposites attracting.

Jesus told Pilot that he had come into the world to testify to truth. Pilot asked Jesus “what is truth?” John 18:37-38

Jesus is the embodiment of love and truth. God is love. 1 John 4:b and Jesus is the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father but through him. John 14:6.

Ephesians 4:15 Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of him who is the head, that is, Christ.

Being able to speak in love and truth makes us like Jesus and mature in the faith and wise I would say.

What is love? Paul tells us in 1 Corinthians 13:4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

John 3:16 NASB1995[16] “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.

Romans 5:8 NASB1995[8] But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

John 15:13 NASB1995[13] Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends.

‭‭1 Peter 3:15 NASB1995‬‬
[15] but sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to make a defense to everyone who asks you to give an account for the hope that is in you, yet with gentleness and reverence; (truth and love)

This was a verse in VBS one year when I was a teacher in my son’s class. I have been trying to always be ready to make a defense to anyone who asks about my hope ever since. It takes courage, preparation and experience but most people don’t ask. So, I’m not confident in my ability to do so when the time comes. But the spirt brings to my mind:
But when they arrest you, do not worry about what to say or how to say it. At that time you will be given what to say, Matthew 10:19

As David says in The Bible miniseries “God is with me.”

I have to speak God’s truth. I want to grow to be like Jesus. Like the meme says speak truth even when your voice shakes. My voice and hands shake. My face gets red, my mouth gets dry and all thoughts leave my mind. Im like Moses. Exodus 4:10 NASB1995[10] Then Moses said to the Lord, “Please, Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither recently nor in time past, nor since You have spoken to Your servant; for I am slow of speech and slow of tongue.”

Jeremiah 20:9 NASB1995
[9] But if I say, “I will not remember Him Or speak anymore in His name,” Then in my heart it becomes like a burning fire Shut up in my bones; And I am weary of holding it in, And I cannot endure it.”

I have to speak about my story of knowing Jesus. My trials have strengthened my faith. I have learned that we are hear for others. For all to come into repentance so none shall perish. Im in disobedience when Im not sharing the gospel, my faith and my testimony. James 1:2-4 NASB1995[2] Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, [3] knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. [4] And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” Lacking in nothing. So how could I not share what I know about the Great I Am who loves me and makes me complete, lacking in nothing? Believe me, I have to resist the Jonah temptation when people are awful. John 8:32 NASB1995
[32] and you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free.”

I get scared though. Not of rejection or insults, but of retaliation and attack. People are so spiteful and petty. Matthew 10:16 NASB1995[16] “Behold, I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves; so be shrewd as serpents and innocent as doves.

Jonah 4:1-2, 9, 11 NASB1995[1] But it greatly displeased Jonah and he became angry. [2] He prayed to the Lord and said, “Please Lord, was not this what I said while I was still in my own country? Therefore in order to forestall this I fled to Tarshish, for I knew that You are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger and abundant in lovingkindness, and one who relents concerning calamity. [9] Then God said to Jonah, “Do you have good reason to be angry about the plant?” And he said, “I have good reason to be angry, even to death.” [11] Should I not have compassion on Nineveh, the great city in which there are more than 120,000 persons who do not know the difference between their right and left hand, as well as many animals?”

God’s creation needs to know the truth about Jesus. John 8:32 NASB1995[32] and you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free.”

John 17:17-19 NASB1995[17] Sanctify them in the truth; Your word is truth. [18] As You sent Me into the world, I also have sent them into the world. [19] For their sakes I sanctify Myself, that they themselves also may be sanctified in truth.

John 4:23 NASB1995[23] But an hour is coming, and now is, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth; for such people the Father seeks to be His worshipers.

Philippians 4:8 NASB1995[8] Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things.

I need so much encouragement to share my testimony. A pep talk. Team huddled. I rely so much on scripture, because it’s all I have. I have no friends, acquaintances or church family. I haven’t had friends since I got married. I had friends growing up, I had loving parents and I grew up in the church so how could I have married someone who didn’t love me? Someone who wasn’t even capable of loving me? I knew what love was, how could I have been so blind? I put on rose colored glasses and blind folds. I was raised to think of others more than myself. Philippians 2:3 NASB1995[3] “Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves;” which is beautiful. Except when im the only one in the relationship doing it. There’s nothing like a complete verse, chapter and verse. Verse 1 of Chapter 2 in Philippines says what will make his joy complete: 1 consolation of love 2 fellowship of spirit 3 affection and compassion 4 of the same mind and love 5 united in spirit 6 intent on one purpose. Nope. None of this would describe our marriage. He just mirrored. Said what I wanted to hear.

We met at a friend’s parent’s house my senior year in high school. He was funny. He and his buddy were both shooting their shot. His friend was well known by mine because he was a lady killer. Very lust full. Desireful. Its flattering when you’re young and dumb. I gave my attention to him. Later my husband would tell me that’s not the first time we met. That the first time was at the beach. I didn’t remember. He said yeah he was trying to talk to my group of friends but we weren’t receptive so he said “Bs”. Why would I continue with someone with that story? I love getting to hear “how we met” stories. I get to hear from people who have been married 50, 60, 70 years and it’s wonderful, full of love and respect. My version of “how we met” story isn’t good either. If the roles were reversed I wouldn’t want to be second choice. He wasn’t really second. I just wanted to date because I never had boyfriends in school. I didn’t want to get married until I was 30. After a couple of months, I turned my focus onto my future husband. When the other guy asked me out on a date I was flattered. I told him I would meet him where he suggested, but he asked if he could come and pick me up and meet my dad. I nervously laughed and said no. If you come and meet my dad you’ll be leaving without me. He said I’ll wear long sleeves to cover my tatoos, I know parents don’t like them. I continued to insist we meet up. My dad would take one look at you with your long sleaves and pants and say absolutely not. I want to go on a date with you, therefore, I will meet you there. The other guy wasn’t interested in a virgin. Also, main interest was money from family.

When my future husband and I were in the talking on the phone phase; I remember once asking him about his last name because his step dad’s name would show on my caller ID. I had a table phone with top of the line caller ID and call waiting in my apartment near the community college I was attending. I was relieved and intrigued to learn what his last name was. Funny and insignificant how that made me like him more. God already knew we would marry, have two children and the day He would end the covenant. Hebrews 9:27 NASB1995[27] “And inasmuch as it is appointed for men to die once and after this comes judgment, ” When we first met up, I rode with him in the back seat of a truck to a club downtown. I should not have been in the back seat with him. When I realized the situation and became uncomfortable he pulled me close and put my head on his shoulder and said “it’s not like that. ” I was relieved, but shouldn’t have been. He later told me that was his intention but realized it wasn’t mine and that I was uncomfortable. He aborted that mission to look like a gentleman. I wanted to believe that. I think he wanted to believe that. Another time I went downtown riding with him (this is significant to me, because in my friend group I was known as the driver. I preferred to drive) and we were leaving. We walked out of a club and crossed the street. He told me he arranged for me to ride home with someone else because he had to go back inside. I objected because first I wanted to be with him as I went out with him and leaving me was out of my ability to grasp. I’ve heard of the grandmother rule of taking a quarter with you on a date incase your date didn’t work out. I couldn’t believe i was in that situation. As im countering what he’s telling me he’s looking past me and then took off running. The cross walk had turned green and he ran across the street back to the club. I was dumbfounded. The ride he arranged pulled up next to me and told me to get in. All people I knew. People I went to school with and new better than my future husband. The car was already full. There would have been no seat belt and I would have been sitting in a lap and I said no. They asked how would I get home? I didn’t know. I kept standing there until eventually my future husband came back out and he took me home and dropped off. Years later he told me it’s because he knew I was not going to have sex with him and there was a girl inside he thought would. I should have never spoken to him again after that night. I’ve said a few times over the years that no one has ever broken my heart like my husband has and this was the first time. When the movie Pretty Women came out, I saw it 7x in the movie theater because friends kept wanting to see it, so I quote it a lot. These a scene where Vivian tells Edward that he mom would call her a “bum magnet.” That if there was a bum in a 50 mile radius she was completely attracted to him. I wasnt attracted to other guys, but I was completely attracted to my future husband no matter how many times he showed me he didn’t love me, at least not at the level I loved him. At his funeral one of his friends remarked on me that I’ve always only had eyes for my husband. In those days when we would talk on the phone, I asked him if he was a Christian? He said that he had been baptized at him mom’s church. Baptism makes a Christian not. He went on to say his step mom used to blast Christian preaching at him so he’s turned off. Then, it tugged on my compassion and sense of wanting to show real love of Jesus. Today it makes me think of someone trying to blast the demon out of him. Lol

As Dr Phil says, we teach people how to treat us.

Matthew 22:39 NASB1995[39] The second is like it, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’

1 John 4:19 NASB1995[19] We love, because He first loved us.

I had to learn to love myself. How we speak to ourselves matters immensely. The battle of the mind. I waited there with no ride home because I had to know what he was doing. What was so important he would leave me for. He came out with one of my friends. He asked why I didn’t go home with the ride he sent!? I explained the car was full and I came with him. He dropped me off at my apartment. When they pulled away I realized I didn’t have my purse and my keys so Im paging them and neither are answering. I had to go to the office security to get into my apartment. That was humiliating. I don’t remember which of them I got my stuff back from or why I spoke with him after that. My friend latter apologized for having sex with him because she didn’t realize we were dating. Why would she, he certainly didn’t tell her. I couldn’t fathom what she said. I literally pretended that wasn’t true even though she told me so. I wasn’t mad at her. She tried to tell me. I just didn’t want to believe he would do that to me. I thought he valued me. He did not. For the rest of her life she referred to me saying sweet before my name. Sweet is what people call someone who doesn’t believe who someone is the first time (or second or third) they show them who they are. His sister does that. He helped me move out of that apartment back into my parent’s house.

When I briefly dated his friend. On our last date, I drove him home – because he didn’t have a car or drivers license- he said you’re a virgin aren’t you? Yes. I don’t want to take a girls virginity, it makes them clingy. I thought, no worries, I won’t be giving it to you. I was clingy anyways. Its weird how sometimes Godless people can be more reverent than His people, like the men on the ship to Tarshish. I gave my virginity to my husband before we were married. This was a huge mistake in my thinking. I had told myself I don’t have to be married, but just who I would marry. He took it without any value. At his mom’s house and she came home. Im freaking out because my parents would have been going in that room to make sure we weren’tdoinganythingwe weren’t supposed to. He kept saying shes not going to come in don’t worry about it. Afterwards when we were getting ready to go out into the living room he pulled the nice, white sheets down and there was a small bright red drop of blood. I stared in horror. He starts berating: my mom is going to be upset. Im like do you have stain remover? Let’s strip the bed and wash them! No, no. Some excuses not worth remembering. So we leave the blood stain there per his orders and go into the living room. His mom is on the couch and she sees us and greets me with her loud, boisterous voice. I was surprised and releived. She is tickeled at how much I like her son stating she could tell by how I was pressed up next to him. That brought my attention to the fact that I was hiding as close to him as I could because I thought she was going to be scary. That’s when I first realized- that he caused me to be afraid of her, so I step away from him. Of, course I dismissed that red flag and so will have to endure that same violating, humiliation tactic many more times to come. In that one act of not bothering to clean/care for something he was able to shift blame to me for when his mom gets upset about the sheets and then I don’t want to go back there. I understand this wasn’t the first red flag, but this was the first red flag that I saw and I ignored it. I realized that he had purposely acted to my demise and his self preservation. However, I ignored it.

This makes my heart break for the girls who were violated and raped as their first sexual encounter. There are way too many worthless men in the world who think stealing and destroying someone’s innocence makes them more significant. This was my choice. My heart breaks for the boys and girls that didn’t have a choice, they were over powered by a selfish abuser. How does that affect them for the rest of their lives? How do they see themselves? How do they trust anyone? Tim Ballard the hero behind the movie Sound of Silence, rescues women and children from sex slavery. Sexual immortality and idolatry go together. The idea that you can absorb someone’s purity and innocence is idolatry. There’s only one way to atone for our sins. There’s only one way to be washed clean. The idea that a filthy man can rape a youthful or innocent person and they swap those labels is a lie. Its absurd. Its twisted. Man looks on the outside, but God looks on the heart. 1 Samuel 16:7. Assaulting someone for power and control is idolatry. Thinking you decide, or are above what God’s laws, commands and Precepts are idolatry. No matter how much power you exert over someone you don’t decide whats good, honorable, right or justified. Society likes to blame victims and so do the perpetrators, but God doesn’t. We all will get what God decides is right. He is slow to anger, but He is just. Whether someone believes God is all knowing and powerful is irrelevant to the fact that He is.

When king David sins and orders for Uriah’s wife to be brought to him to have sex with her, God doesn’t apply any of the trespass to her. David coveted another man’s wife and he had the power to have her brought to him. The penalty for his sins are only attributed to David. She does have a share in the Consequences; as we all share in our spouses blessings and Consequences. David is called a man after God’s own heart because he truly and deeply repented of his sins. It’s unsettling how silent women are in the old testament. I think feminism started with women saying they will decide who they will marry and if they will have sex or not. Its like they assume they will have to have sex with someone they don’t want to and just hope it’s someone they aren’t repulsed by or maybe someonewho will provide well. That male oppressive society isn’t how God established the marital relationship. This violated the Ten Commandments Exodus 20:14 NASB1995
[14] “You shall not commit adultery. As well as: Deuteronomy 22:22 NASB1995[22] “If a man is found lying with a married woman, then both of them shall die, the man who lay with the woman, and the woman; thus you shall purge the evil from Isreal. Today people like to misreference the bible stating God says to kill the woman but that’s not true. Its both. If she cried out, God doesn’t hold her accountable for what she didn’t want to do. The victim’s responsibility is to not interalize that. Its all about the offender. There are many instances of rape in the bible and they each have a different motivation and character defect of the rapist. Dont become bitter and vengeful. Forgive. Unforgiveness eats you up. Cast it onto Jesus. 1 Peter 5:7 NASB casting all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.

God’s establishment for marriage is one man and one woman. As Mathew Henry stated: “woman was made of a rib out of the side of Adam; not made out of his head to rule over him, nor out of his feet to be trampled upon by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be beloved.” God made Adam a “helper” same word used for the holy spirit Jesus would send at Pentecost and suitable for him.

My husband never acknowledged my suitableness to help him. He minimized, denied and took credit for all the things I did to elevate him, because he was my husband and I wanted good things for him; because as his wife I share in his good fortune or in his consequences. Daughter, never marry or continue a relationship with a man that you can’t be a helper to. My husband did things I couldn’t support because they were illegal and wrong, but they were very important to him and who he was and what it allowed him to accomplish and how it made him feel about himself and something he enjoyed doing and condemning it was met with retaliation. So I ignored it. We have to live with and endure everything we ignore.

Do you sin like the nations or like the nation of Isreal?

If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us” (1 John 1:8 NIV

The nations are all the other countries in the bible besides Isreal. Assyria, Babylon, Cannan, Roman Empire. Godless and sinful, without morals. God set up for us to live in fellowship in a garden but the sin to be our own God got us kicked out. Then there was family and men as leaders of their families/tribes. Then a temple for cental location for communing with God with leaders of priest, prophets and judges; but the people felt weak and wanted a king like the nations. God warned them against this and spoke to them through his profets, but as they say in What’s in the Bible the children of Isreal went through cycle after cycle of “repent, repent, snooze. ” Which got them all destroyed save a remnant. My favorite word.

I sin like the nation of Isreal. I put other people as higher authority than the Lord my God. I’ll be busy loving others instead of keeping my eyes fixed on Jesus. It causes me to care what they think, trying to please them. Then, I become a slave to them. Galatians 1:10

am I now seeking the favor of men, or of God? or am I striving to please men? if I were still pleasing men, I should not be a servant of Christ.

God had to teach me the hard way not to keep my focus on trying to be pleasing to other women. My mom passed down this sin of wanting the favor of other women of the church. They are not God. Some people will never give you approval. They will have you seeking after their approval for as long as I will stumble, forsaking myself trying to receive it. At best it puts pressure on people to be perfect instead of real and authentic which is where fellowship occurs. At worst I became a slave to approval. Seeking approval to man makes me a reproach to God and he loves me too much to leave me like that.

I would relate this misguided seeking to the scene in Lost Boys 1987 (a vampire movie) where Edward Herrmann’s character says: “Dont ever invite a vampire into your home, you silly boy, it renders you powerless. ” Lesson for Life- don’t give your power over to other people. Sounds like a lesson from an Oprah show. My pastor Dr Mercer once said in a sermon “Jesus is the only person in your life, who can govern your life, without enslaving you.” I know that’s true.

When I was a kid, my best friend down the street was perfect. She was pretty, stylish, had the best toys, lots of friends, her mom adored her, she never got in trouble she was always well put together. I wanted to copy everything she did, just like her little sister. She hated it. I on the other hand was “helter skelter” as my Uncle called me. I talked to much and listened to little. I didn’t sit still. Sometimes I didn’t match. I was often unprepared, disorganized, didn’t complete tasks, but I sure was happy when I was outside. I’m still happiest when I’m outside. I’m so thankful it brings me joy, I needed it like crazy when I was grieving.

Romans 8:28 NASB1995[28] And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.

Psalms 20:7-8 NASB1995[7] Some boast in chariots and some in horses, But we will boast in the name of the Lord, our God. [8] They have bowed down and fallen, But we have risen and stood upright.

It’s interesting that trust is used instead of boast in some versions. We boast about what we trust in. I would boast about and praise my friends, because I thought they were so great and what I would put my trust in to help me through life. God is a jealous God and he wants my trust, praise and hope. When I continued to want my friends to govern my life. God would let the evil nations over take me. When studying the old testament with Precept they say what is true of ancient Isreal physically is true of us spiritually. My first conquering as consequence for my idolatry was when I started middle school. There was a girl in my class who was smart, she was comfortable speaking in front of the class she was pretty and very cool. I wanted to be her friend. Luke 22:31-32 NASB1995[31] “Simon, Simon, behold, Satan has demanded permission to sift you like wheat; [32] but I have prayed for you, that your faith may not fail; and you, when once you have turned again, strengthen your brothers.” As Beth Moore said in one of her books I read when she released her books on digital access for free – Jesus let Satan sift Peter because Peter had something that needed sifting! We’ll, God was going to use this first Jezable spirt to sift out my idolatry of approval of other women.

Since I was a Christian I did want to know if she was a Christian. She had Father Abraham answers that her grandmother was a Christian. She would come to church with me, bible camp and even got baptized at my church. She never did develop spital fruits. 2 Corinthians 11:13-15 NASB1995[13] For such men are false apostles, deceitful workers, disguising themselves as apostles of Christ. [14] No wonder, for even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light. [15] Therefore it is not surprising if his servants also disguise themselves as servants of righteousness, whose end will be according to their deeds. When I came to her house one day her mom laughed that I thought she wanted to be baptized because she was a believer. I was sad to realize she hadn’t. I put up with all kinds of abuse from her for years because I had thought she was someone she wasn’t, I thought she was wanting to grow and better herself, I had put so much of myself into the relationship and being her friend was part of my identity. I had to learn to find my identity in Christ. I hadn’t learned from my childhood, Christian friend so God got a bigger stone to throw.

The first time Jezable 1 came to my house we were playing in my room and she shares that she did this really horrible thing. She feels terrible about it and she trusts me enough to share it with me. She doesn’t share it with anyone else. I was so concerned for her and so glad she could trust me to be able to share with someone. She gets angry. One day her older brother was making her so angry she got a knife and chased him with it. In later years what she actually did was immensely worse. When she was done with her dramatization she said now you have to tell me something you are ashamed of since I shared with you something so shameful about me. I immediately had one thing come to mind that thought of when I thought of shame. It wasn’t something I did so I didn’t want to share, but she acted like I was harming her if I didn’t. I shared with her my dad was falsely arrested and questioned about a report a young girl in our neighborhood was flashed. Which I know he didn’t do since it goes against his character. She then went around telling people my dad is a pedophile. My church baptized her.

As Jezables do she accused me of everything and the kitchen sink in the years I knew her. That I wasn’t smart (because I would be pulled for SLD when in elementary school.) That I was a lesbian (she had sex before 14) and I never had a boyfriend for more than a week until I met my husband. Then, a pedophile or rapist. Seriously. I’m not a highly sexual person. I’m not a physical person. I’m not mean or harmful. I don’t have any perverse or unnatural sexual attractions. I barely had any interest. She obsessed about it. Having a boyfriend and guys wanting her was important. I didn’t want that kind of attention. She eventually would turn other people against me triangulation so people would be on her side. That I was judging and harming her because I wasn’t sexually active. Guys eat this one up. Have you ever seen guys wear clothing that says “thanks for being a slut”? It uses language a woman would use for another woman, but the man is showing appreciation for getting to take advantage of her promiscuity. Which was probably caused initially by a man who violated her when she was young. By Senior year of high school she would barely speak to me. I was going with my parents to New Orleans to visit my brother in college. I was sharing the exciting news with her and she suggests I go to a palm or terrot reader. I said no way. Im not interested. I was taught well by my second mom. Besides there is no way my parents would allow me even if I wanted to. However, she persisted tempting with the image of finding cool jewelry like Phoebe Buffet in Friends. The spiritual world and battle is real and I experienced it myself in New Orleans. My mom and I were shopping around in the French Quarter and I noticed a terrot shop. It had a narrow wood staircase with a jewelry stand at the top of the stairs and the door was open. I thought wow they really do sell jewelry. Its outside on the stairs what can be the harm in looking for a cool find? As I approach, drawn to it, a lady appeared which made me weary stop walking so she said come in, look at the jewelry like your friend said. I stopped short in terror! The hair on the back of my neck stood up and I became aware of the influence. It got my mom’s attention and she yelled out my name and hurried over to me to pull me away. I said to my mom she was expecting me. My mom said yes, evil is real. Why were you going in there? I explained the jewelry and she said you don’t want that jewelry. I said no I don’t. When Jezable 1 stopped talking to me it was because she and our other 2 best friends with some guys were planning to drive to a town about 45 minutes away where the whole town is full of palm readers, terrot and witch craft. People say it’s spooky as soon as you arrive and so teenagers like to go for mischief. I didn’t want to go. Even though I have a FOMO I was taught to stay away from that stuff because evil is real. The Bible says so too. She said it was fun and spooky and eventually it got scary and the police told them to leave. She told me that the crystal ball reader told her that she had a Christian friend who would harm her. I got so upset that she would believe that over knowing me all the years. She stopped talking to me to really drive the point and be cruel. It broke my heart.

I met my husband, she wanted him to want her, he did. She beautiful, sexual and had huge boob. She had sex with him. In my wedding video there is footage of her following him around to get close to him. He is aware of the camera. I didn’t want to believe it. Of either of them. I rationalized she wouldn’t want to have sex with him. She can do way better. When I first met him she was saying she didn’t want to be friends if that was the kind of guy I wanted to be with. He was short, overweight, and had a GED. I went to workout at the gym with her one day since she had been asking and afterwards we went for a run and saw him at a construction site working. He called out and I was excited to see him. She kept going and so i stayed with her. He got in his dump truck and drove up to us. She dissed him and I got in. Later she went around saying i got into a dump truck with some guy. Eventually, she said she that the reason she was luring him is because one of our besties wanted the attention of her boyfriend. Oh, ok then. They did that to me because they both like to betray. It wasn’t their first time or last. Those separated from God and sexual immortality always go together. My job was to believe people when they show and tell me who they are the first time. While attending community College we were at her parents who were out of town and she had a camera set up in her room and asked if I wanted a threesome with her boyfriend. I said no. Why would you ask me that? Asked myself why I was there? Left unbelonging where I had invested so much time.

When we were getting married she asked to be my maid of honor. I was struggling who to ask since I wasn’t close to anyone anymore so it was a relief to have that decision made. When getting ready she talked me into buying a veil I had to wear my hair up with because she knew how important it was to me to wear it down. I never wear my hair up because I don’t like my ears. I hate I was able to be talked into something I didn’t want because I trusted her style. When getting ready for my wedding I asked why her hair wasn’t up and she said I don’t want to look better than you and take attention from you on your day. When I walked out of the room she closed the door on my veil and my cousin’s boyfriend had to help release me. When we got to the chapel she told me my husband didn’t want to come since he was late getting there. She threw her shoe at me when we were taking wedding photos because they were hurting her feet. A few years later when my first child was born I was in the hospital and checked my phone. I had a voice mail from her. She said I’m home sick today so I’ll just be here all day and available for you to call. No thank you. I was so tired of wanting goodness from someone who had none. Wanting all the love, time and attention to produce fruit, but I had to learn only Jesus can do that. Plus I had married someone just like her. Same spirit, different body. I have never spoken to her again. She sent a Facebook message after my husband died. She complained to a mutual friend after my mom died that I wasn’t responding to her condolence messages. I told the mutual friend that it’s very nice of her to send her condolences, but that I don’t have to respond. I haven’t spoken to her in 20 years and I wasn’t about to start now. Lesson for life: I’m weary of people who don’t want me to like someone because toxic people are divisive, triangulate and cause strife among friends.

It will take a half dozen more Jezables and a husband to sift me enough to learn to look up from the deceitful distractions and put my faith, hope, and TRUST in Jesus. To stop letting them govern my thoughts and desires and to stop being silent and start speaking the word of God. I learned a lot about Jezable from Jonathan Cahn. The spiritual influence of Jezable on Hilary Clinton and husband Ahab. Revelation 2:20-21 NASB1995[20] But I have this against you, that you tolerate the woman Jezebel, who calls herself a prophetess, and she teaches and leads My bond-servants astray so that they commit acts of immorality and eat things sacrificed to idols. [21] I gave her time to repent, and she does not want to repent of her immorality. The spirit of Jezable is the same whether it’s only the national stage. Or in the life of a minor prophet in a little town that’s insignificant to the national stage. Pastor Mark Driscoll has good teaching on this spirit as well.

A key word for me in a Bible study was UP. Such a small word with such a powerful effect when we keep our eyes upon Jesus.

‭‭Acts 10:26 NASB1995‬‬ [26] But Peter raised him up, saying, “Stand up; I too am just a man.”

‭‭Job 14:17 NASB1995‬‬ [17] My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And You wrap up my iniquity.

‭‭Psalms 147:3 NASB1995‬‬ [3] He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds.

‭‭Deuteronomy 32:34 NASB1995‬‬ [34] ‘Is it not laid up in store with Me, Sealed up in My treasuries?

‭‭Isaiah 62:10 NASB1995‬‬ [10] Go through, go through the gates, Clear the way for the people; Build up, build up the highway, Remove the stones, lift up a standard over the peoples.

‭‭John 3:14 NASB1995‬‬ [14] As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up;

‭‭Luke 21:28 NASB1995‬‬ [28] But when these things begin to take place, straighten up and lift up your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.”

This brethren is where we are!