Day 48: Identity Theft

Identity theft is a concern most of us have. If you have ever been a victim of identity theft, you know what it feels like. Someone has taken enough of your information to impersonate you. Consequently, this may have damaged your credit rating leaving you ineligible to receive a loan and/or a host of other  very unpleasant and damaging circumstances.  Not only is identity theft inconvenient, it is a violation. You never feel very safe after it has happened to you. If you learned anything, you have learned to be watchful and protect your personal information. You are definitely more guarded. Perpetrators are out there just waiting to steal your information again. How terrible to think this can happen?

After all, there is only one of you. You are unique and there have been systems put in place so you will be safe, though the days of not giving out your social security number are long gone. It’s crazy. How can somebody have the audacity to steal your identity?!

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.  John 10:10

Identity can also be stolen by another very real enemy. Only this enemy doesn’t just want to destroy your credit rating for his own personal gain. This enemy wants to steal, kill and destroy YOU! This enemy does not want you to know who you REALLY are or who he really is for that matter. Because he is the father of lies,  that is indeed what he does. He tells them to you so that you may never really know that You are the apple of God’s eye. That He is crazy about you. This way,  you will not understand that you are deeply loved by God, fully forgiven through the blood of His Son Jesus, completely accepted by Him, and a new creation in Christ.  You will not understand the power and authority that  dwells within you and BAM! Your life is over and You never knew the truth. Your very LIFE has been stolen!

The Father’s Love Letter

Any awful thing that you believe about yourself is not something Your Creator thinks about you. Quite the opposite.  He gave up His only Son for you and for me, that we would be right with God. He made a way when there was NO way. We can not make ourselves right with God no matter how good we try to be or think we are. Jesus Christ is the only way to the Father.

May you and I understand who we are in Christ Jesus. May we find our identity in Him and Him alone. May we declare who we are and refute all lies about our identity. May we guard and protect the TRUTH about who God says we are. May we stand on the finished work of the Cross, the only way we can be made right with the Father. May we give thanks for all Jesus has done for us. May we truly come to learn how deeply loved we are. In Jesus’ AWESOME name.

Day 37: Chapter 4/Innocent Blood

Salvation, real and true, comes from receiving the blood Jesus shed for us on the cross. His blood has the power to forgive. He is the only One who saves.

Do you know what it looks like when we try to save ourselves? Do you want to?

It looks like this:

Here I am, a young woman starting out  and faced with really NO CHOICE. Sure, you may say I had one and looking back, I definitely did, but I could not see it. There wasn’t even a hint of thinking that if I had this child it would be OKAY. No. Everything was terribly wrong and it was all about me. Everything was about me. It was about protecting myself and my future (with all it’s big plans?!). A child? Well, it’s not even a child yet. Just a clump of cells. So, it didn’t matter anyway. Better to not just save myself, and also to SAVE this “thing” from ever becoming a child so that it doesn’t have to live with me in the HELL I perceived all around me.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.” Jeremiah 1:5

I had to get this over with, before too many weeks went by and I was REALLY carrying a child (I say this with a broken heart). How do you get an abortion? You look in the phone book and you pick a place far away where no one will see you. You charge it on your credit card (which isn’t the smartest thing to do). You see, this is a shameful matter. It’s legal, but it really isn’t accepted. I think deep down, everyone knows what it is. It is murder made legal. The rationale can go on and on. NONE OF THE REASONS ARE GOOD REASONS.

I schedule my abortion. I go, alone if I remember correctly. I know my boyfriend did accompany me once. Yes once. I have to go two times. The first time I go, the doctor did not show up and the appointment was cancelled. In retrospect, this was a chance to make the right choice, but all I saw was another inconvenience. This was hard enough for me because I had a lot of sneaking around to do. Now I had to do it again! I never once saw this as an opportunity to change my mind. A chance to show and receive mercy. I had blinded eyes….but now, I see.

I re-schedule and I decide that I will watch the procedure as it takes place. That is the brave thing to do. It doesn’t hurt as they insert the suction and I watch as the very child God blessed me with is removed from my body. All I can see is red through a long tube. I know these are just cells, not a baby at all. Nope. I had to see for myself and I was right.

I WAS WRONG! TERRIBLY WRONG!

I am relieved. It is over. I am free and can get on with my life. SAFE! No one knows and all is well. Not only that, but I believe this with all my heart: How noble of me to abort quickly, before this was an actual child?! I am so proud of this decision. And even happier that everything went smoothly. It is finished.

IT IS NOT FINISHED.

With eyes finally opened years later, I deeply understand what I have done. I have blood on my hands. Innocent blood. I have to repent of this sin. What would a court do to me if my little girl had been born and I murdered her? Would it be any different? It wouldn’t. Yet we make it out to be different somehow.

When you take a life at any stage, it is taking a life. The life God created. The life Jesus died for. Jesus died for my child that she may live. Jesus died for you and He died for me. For LIFE! We are appalled at the murderers, especially the one’s who take the lives of children. But what about women who abort? What about men who force women to abort? Or governments that force women to abort? Why do we think this is okay?

God sent His only begotten Son Jesus to die for my sins and yours. We all sin and fall short one way or another. For some, they must pay for what they have done because of the laws of the land. For others, we get away free because of the laws of the land. But the laws of God, they come with consequences as well. The wages of sin is death. And we deserve every bit of it. Yet Christ died for us that we would not receive the penalty of our sinfulness. GRACE. It is truly amazing. And it is only in HIM that we can truly SEE!

And years later, I do see, and in my heart of heart’s I know that the life I took was the life of a precious little girl….

God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.  2 Corinthians 5:21

Day 32: Happy Anniversary? Uh, NO!

Today is the 4oth “Anniversary” of Roe vs. Wade. I don’t think I need to explain to anyone what Roe vs. Wade was and the impact it has had on people in the United States.

Abortion is a MAJOR topic. It is a sort of SILENT killer because it’s victims cannot speak out or stand up for themselves. They never get the chance.  Many would disagree with that. As stated, abortion is a MAJOR issue. M A J O R ! ! !

For me, what it comes down to is this: LIFE. LIFE. LIFE.

When I began this blog, about 32 days or so ago, I wasn’t sure what to write about. I knew that God had told me, through a prophetic word from a brother named Dick Mills, that I would be known as “The Long Island Yak.” Funny, but this did not appeal to me at ALL!!! It wasn’t exactly the word from the Lord I was hoping for. I was disappointed. And a YAK no less. Ugh! How repulsive!! Not even an attractive creature, right? And who wants to be known as a YAK! aka blabbermouth?

Regardless of what I thought about it, if God said it, then I was not going to let it go.

Several years later, here I am, known to some as “The Long Island Yak”. He has made it come to pass. Praise God!!!

And what have I been led to write about? LIFE!

Now here is where the rubber meets the road. I believe I am supposed to write about something I would much rather  forget about. After all, it is in the past. I have peace about it. I have been forgiven, and all is well. But it isn’t. Not really. Something is terribly wrong, and it is much BIGGER than my story.  And yet, it IS my story. We all have a story to tell. And it seems that now is the time for me to tell mine.

This particular story for LIFE is going to start out with the exact opposite.  It begins in death.  For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 6:23

May my words be blessed by you Jesus, to accomplish what you wish to accomplish with each one.

Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” John 14:6

Jesus saves!  Here is my story (to be continued……).

 

Day 7: It’s Greek!

The name Sandy is derived from the Greek name Alexander.  It means: protector or defender of men. In Greek, American, English and Scottish, Sandy is, a baby name.

The name Sandy is now attached to two very distinct tragedies which have recently taken place here in the Northeastern part of the United States.

Both deadly.

One, a terribly destructive hurricane, which took lives, and possessions, and power.  The second, a mass murder of mostly children.

One came with a warning. A warning that could NOT precisely predict or prepare people for the type of devastation Long Island would accrue.  The other, seemingly no warning. Perhaps the only warning were the gunshots in the hall. There is no way to prepare. Protection is the only option.  Many little lives were lost.  Little Loves. 

The most precious commodity on earth. Human life. LOST.

Lost to Sandy. Lost to Sandy Hook. Sandy, the protector/defender of men? A baby name? I think not.

There is a name, however, that is above not only Sandy and all ‘she’ represents now, but above every name. This NAME has many meanings. More than I will probably list here. That name is Jesus.

JESUS: Name above all names. Son of God. Son of Man. Prince of Peace. Comforter. Friend. Ever present help in time of need. Defender of the weak. Father to the fatherless…..the ONLY NAME by which men CAN be saved. Mighty God. Holy ONE. Pure and spotless Lamb. Lamb that was slain. King of Kings. LORD of LORDS.

Can you think of any more? I imagine you can.

May HIS GREAT NAME be exalted in my heart and yours.  May His name be kept above every other name in my heart and yours and in the hearts of all those who have experienced a Sandy. May the attributes of His NAME be written on my heart and yours.

JESUS. Protector and Defender of men. A BABY name. 

Our help is in the NAME of the LORD. Maker of heaven and earth. Psalm 124:8