If only I knew what I was getting into when I began this "project" of doing all of Beth's studies. I never expected it to be such an insane, wild, hair-raising, re-constructing ride. The last couple months have been so crazy, doing three of her things all together, that I barely took time to document them here. That's because it suddenly becomes extremely difficult to document incredible experiences that practically lift u up out of this world. I'm surprised I've managed to stay inside my skin!
I still have some hang-ups. I still have some serious insecurities & thought-patterns that are not of God & His truth. The difference is, I can see them. I know when they begin. In months, I have gone from a girl who loves Jesus & loves Bible study to a girl who has finally seen God be her Daddy. Finally learned how to go to HIM for everything. Finally gotten it. Finally walked out the principles in His word & made it across the river from bondage to freedom. He has pulled me out of just about every single pit I was so deep in. (Thats what's crazy about the spiritual world-u can live in many, many pits at once. Ouch!) I am becoming a different person every day now. Thanks to Miss Beth, I have learned that prayer & God's word will be the answer to anything and EVERYTHING. Nothin else. NO ONE else. Jesus. Just Jesus. He works. Every time. All the time.
Dear friends, you have a very live, VERY active enemy. He is after u in every way. He wants nothin more that to keep u focused on yourself and your problems. He wants u to be thinking about anything & everything other than the kingdom of God. To forget this would be foolish. To fight it, you need two weapons: God's word. Spoken. Out loud. As a sword. And prayer. Prayer based on the promises found in His word. As your shield. With that, nothing can stop you. Not the enemy. Not the world. Not the mediocre "normal" Christian life. Not even yourself. Use your weapons. Fight. Dare to be different. Dare to ask God to radically infiltrate and shake up your life. Dare to scoot over into the passanger seat and let HIM drive. Dare to do the thang.