Day nine: we speak life!

Have you ever been in a situation where you knew that humanly speaking, it was impossible to have a positive outcome arising from it?

And when you found or find yourself in such situations what did you say or what do you say concerning the matter?

For me, I say, "It is well".

I say it is well a lot of times because I believe in the power of those words and their ability to cause dumbfounding turnarounds on life's issues. 

My faith in those words were birthed when I came across the Book of 2Kings 4: 8-37. I was ah-mazed when in that Scripture text, the Shunamite woman whose son had died kept her confession unabated by using the expression, "All is well." I mean, your son is dead and the normal posture one would have in such a situation would be to have fits of sobbing but rather, you are all calm and saying, "All is well"??? I mean, really?

My faith was stirred up by that Scriptural text and since then, my confession, by the Grace of Jesus, has been, "It is well". 

You know, sometimes I have those days when I could throw fits and be all miserable but I just remember this woman who lost her son and the faith she had and then I realise that my issues can in no way be compared to hers. And, if she, who faced the loss of a child would not change her confession, I don't see why I should change mine. 

I first heard this expression from Mama Dee. She always kept making this confession and it became mine. But, after I came across the Scripture by Mama Shunamite, this statement has been tattooed on my soul. Ah! It is well. 

These three words have saved me from the worst of situations. 

In school, especially in my final year...and in life, generally. 

Sometimes, the feeling to say some things just come so naturally. 

But, all glory to Jesus for the harness of His Holy Spirit, Who restrains us from destroying our lives by dead words. 

We speak life.

We believe in the power of our tongues.

We believe that as sons and daughters of the Most High God, it is in our very nature to create by our words and to destroy by our words.

Hallelujah!!!

Yesterday, I returned home from school super late and I slept not long after.

I woke up late and I had to report to work at the time I was now leaving home.

Everything in me wanted to cry in despair (this is not the first time I have been late and I am really working hard to be a punctual person). 

In the bus, I was so tempted to talk about how 'terrible' I thought I am and how I lacked discipline blah blah blah...

But the harness of Holy Spirit. It kept me silent and I swallowed every word of negativity.

I stepped out of the house and I saw a bus right at my gate, heading for the bus station (which is very unusual). 

I got to the office and my boss didn't notice the time I had gotten in. 

I believe that Holy Spirit was teaching me to hold my tongue because things could have gone the other way had I entertained any negative thought or dead word. 

I could have walked about in anxiety, acting like one without a Hope and I would have missed having a great day.

It is well, somebody! 

Speak life over every situation.

Speak life over every setback.

We live by faith in Jesus Christ and not on the things we see with our naked eyes.

For this reason, we speak life. The life that is available for all men through Jesus Christ. 

We know He Whom we have placed our hope.

Things may not be as we want them to be but they cannot negate the power we have on our tongues to make them right.

God Is with us.

We are God's. 

We have His very nature.

We speak life.

Hellelujah!!!