Powerful

Talk about Power...I plan on printing this out & posting it on my mirror to declare each morning.

Women of Excellence Creed
I am a woman of God, a woman of virtue, faith and love.
I know that death and life are in the power of the tongue,
So I speak life over my entire household.
I love myself because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
God’s fingerprints are all over me. I know that upgrades are nice
But not necessary.
I will walk by faith and not by sight. No weapon, which means, no man, no
Woman, no job, and no situation that is formed against me will prosper.
God has chosen me; I will make a positive impact on all those around me.
If I live according to the word of God every day, I will live in peace,
Prosperity, joy and emotional stability for the rest of my life.
I am a “Woman of Excellence”.

© 2005 Alicia Ramsey

Powerless

I am powerless; or I often live a powerless life rather. I'm not talking about power by the world's flimsy standards. The power I am talking about has nothing to do with my career, social status, financial means or political affiliations; instead has everything to do with who I belong to. I walk around like I am being tossed by the wind in this life full of unpredictability, instead of someone who has all power and authority in Christ. I am a daughter of the King and therefore I have been granted access to all He promises in His Word, yet how often do I live like it? For a long time I have had this stirring in my heart for something that was hard to describe in words. I most often notice this stirring when I hear someone speak or pray with strong conviction and passion. I finally realized that what grips me the most is that they speak and pray with Power, power in their Creator, power in the life & death of their Savior. I want that Power, & truthfully, I HAVE that Power, I just need to stand up & claim it. Most recently I have been reminded & awakened to the Power I have in Christ through the song Your Great Name by Krissy Nordhoff & Michael Neale.

Your Great Name
Lost are saved, find their way
At the sound of Your great name
All condemned feel no shame
At the sound of Your great name
Every fear has no place
At the sound of Your great name
The enemy, he has to leave
At the sound of Your great name

Jesus, worthy is the Lamb
that was slain for us
Son of God and man
You are high and lifted up
And all the world will praise
Your great name

All the weak find their strength
At the sound of Your great name
Hungry souls receive grace
At the sound of Your great name
The fatherless find their place
At the sound of Your great name
The sick are healed, the dead are raised
At the sound of Your great name

Redeemer,My Healer, Lord Almighty
Sustainer,Defender, You are my king


Those lyrics give me chills every time I hear them. This song has become my Anthem...something I listen to just about every day to remind me of the unbelievable & unwaivering power I have in my Father.

Favorite

I love this movie. It speaks to my soul. Seriously, I get a sense of overwhelming joy when I watch it.

Traditions

Apparently long periods of time with no blog activity is my "thing"....pressing on...

I love traditions. I enjoy participating in old traditions and creating new ones. I love how they bring people together and make you feel like you are a part of something much bigger than yourself. Traditions bring a sense of belonging. Whether it's holiday traditions with my family or silly traditions that I do with my friends, there is something about sharing this common experience time after time that gets me. My family has certain traditions surrounding Christmas that I adore...
We always go to Christmas Eve service and then come home and have appetizer-type food for dinner. Then we open some presents from each other and always get new pajamas from my parents. Christmas morning we wake up and open the rest of the presents & our stockings (my personal favorite) and have a delicious breakfast made by my sweet mom. We spend the rest of the morning hanging out together and then the last several years, we have started to go see a movie together as a family. After the movie, we go back to the house & have Christmas dinner. It's wonderful...we just spend the day together. This year Christmas was different...not bad...just different. Christmas Eve was very much the same...with the delightful added blessing of my beautiful niece Emma, who lit up the evening. Christmas day was what had me feeling a little off. My sister had to work all day & my brother & his family were having Christmas at their house before coming over that night. So that left me & my parents. We slept in & got up to have breakfast together. Then we all just kinda stared at each other...not really sure what to do for the rest of the day, as we were waiting for the rest of the family to get there. It was weird. I did some laundry & mom cooked, while dad watched TV & took a nap. It felt more like a typical Saturday then a holiday. I started to feel lost without the traditions that we had followed for so many years. I like knowing what to expect at holidays & began to fear that we were turning into one of those families that just does whatever. I guess I was afraid that we were losing something...something that had bonded us for so long. I realize this may all sound a little dramatic, but to me, there was security in our traditions & without them I felt insecure. While I was pondering all of this, my brother & his family arrived and my sister got home from work & we celebrated Christmas, a little differently than what I was used to, but we celebrated none the less. We talked & laughed & reminisced about past Christmas's & enjoyed watching Emma & Jacob play with their gifts. It was then, as I looked around the room that was filled with these people that I love so fiercely & have experienced so much with that I realized, the thing that I love most about our traditions is that they are "Ours". We have created them together and will create many more & the common thread is that it will be done Together. In that, I find security.