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My WORD is Real, saith the Lord

The last several weeks I have been reminding myself of all the promises my daddy God has made to me over the past few years.

Reality..........I have been struggling in this part of my season.
I have yet to see the full manifestation of His words spoken to me over the last four years...... 
 And  I  am ,sadly, struggling to see them come to pass.

Me,  in the flesh, have so many "whys" and "how comes"......
The " how much longer's?" and "come on already's".....
They scream from my every pore ready for this part to be ohhhh so over!!!

The lack of my understanding of this time frame has my mind spinning with question after question..................

I want to shout at the top of my lungs, COME ON ALL READY DADDY!!! (God)
A few answers would be appreciated, just a few Lord, please?

I want to drop to my knees,face to the floor and whisper, enough is enough Lord..............
At this point I feel as though He will need buckets to store my tears instead of jars.
That is me in the flesh..............

Today I hear whispered in my spirit.........
" My words are real"

Isaiah 55:11

New King James Version (NKJV)
11 So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth;
It shall not return to Me void,
But it shall accomplish what I please,
And it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it.

His words are life and once spoken they do not and can not return to Him void. They are full filled according to His time and purpose.

Romans 8:28

New King James Version (NKJV)
28 And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.

I believe in the words of my daddy God.....
I have faith that He is working on my behalf.......
I may not understand His time frame, but I do know that everything He has spoken into and over my life will not go undone.............

 In spite of my "fleshly" feelings, this season I am walking does have a purpose .....
Lessons learned......
 A Growth period...........
A season of protection............
A season of healing and forgiveness......
And Redemption.

I have purposed to remind myself of God's promises daily.....
To listen to hope and not my flesh......
To hear His voice and not my own.....

"My WORD is real", saith the Lord!!

In faith I will continue to stand~



Psalm 119:105

King James Version (KJV)
105 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.

Linking with: Tell me a True Story


  1. Welcome to "Tell Me a Story." Your beautiful cry is real and we want the answer NOW. He leads us step by step and as he reveals to us His purpose, we obey and act on what He is showing us. He has promised to never leave nor forsake us.

    1. Amen!! Thank you so much for your encouraging and sweet words!! I am so glad you dropped by and I love "Tell me a Story" :))
      Newest follower :)

      Blessings to you!!

  2. I nominated you for a Liebster Award!!

    1. Awwwww I am honored Betty!!! Thank you so much!!!
      Blessings to you!!!



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