Sequester

Posted on by happygomisty

Sequester! God gave me that word weeks ago. I literally woke up saying it, and honestly, it had been so long since I’d used the word, I had to look up a bit about the usage of it to discern what God was trying to say to me.

I read an entire article on how the court sequesters the jurors from the news media and outside influences as to not have their vote swayed. They are shielded from the outside, to only hear what is sworn as truth on a Bible, until the time for them to act comes. Then it is the judge who commissions them to act.

Maybe this speaks to someone else today because I felt impressed by God to share it this morning during my prayer time. When God gave it to me, it changed my struggle within. I was living with this heaviness of viruses, lockdowns with unforeseeable ends, murders, hatred, riots, looting, and the list went on of this carnival of chaos, and even though I brought it to God in prayer, He kept reminding me that HE is the one who is capable of carrying the heavy stuff, and I am the one who gains strength from His joy.

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have PEACE. In this world you will have trouble. But TAKE HEART! I have OVERCOME the world.”                John 16:33

So, today, pray and seek God. Is He calling you to sequester yourself too? The enemy loves to use “news” like underground sewer tunnels to bubble up sewer into your life.

Maybe God is calling you to shut down those avenues of the enemy’s influence too. If it brings fear or uncertainty, click it off! God leads through peace, not fear, so maybe He’s calling you, like me, to seek Him and find Him. For in Jesus, we find peace and joy in the storm while  He commands the storm to be still.

NOTHING is too big for our GOD. ❤️

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I have never been normal! I was born the middle of three girls in a southern family in Texas. My older sister graduated as the valedictorian of her class. My younger sister read Shakespeare by the age of eight. Me? I got sent home from school with a note from my principal. Apparently, it's frowned upon when you slide your legs into your coat sleeves and walk around the classroom during state testing. But who could have possibly known that at that exact moment I was actually an astronaut exploring a new planet in my trusty NASA suit. I must confess that my A.D.D. has, by far, gotten me into more trouble than anything else, but it has also been one of the greatest blessings that God has ever given me. I know that right about now you are rolling your eyes. How, you're questioning, right? Well, herein lies my answer: My mind has created some of the most fantastical stories out of the most everyday random objects: a fork with ketchup stuck to it has become a pirate's sword with it's victim's blood as the remnant to tell the tale, a curtain wiggled by the a/c has become a sail whipping against the mast erected on a pile of floating debris carrying me to an abandoned island after an insurmountable shipwreck. I guess I've always been a writer at heart, but it wasn't until my own children glued in wonder to my tales that I realized this A.D.D. struggle is actually a gift from God. Maybe there are others out that that would love to just be able to escape in their minds with me. So, here's my blog! Come and join me in the drive, the ride, the cruise, the terror, the adventure, the romance. Come and join me in my escape of Misty's Adventures in Wanderland. (Misty is a full-time wife to Mr. Brown Eyes, the love of her life, and mom to three of the coolest kids ever. She is a writer, an ordained minister, and the co-founder of missionjosiah.org. She LOVES Jesus, and she dedicates her life to serving Him because He came to her rescue when she felt she wasn't worth saving. Now, her life's goal is to teach everyone about Him, so they can experience the joy, hope, and freedom--the new life He brings.)