Greater Works

Have you ever made a list of the miracles Jesus did in the Bible? It is amazing. Jesus was for the people. He was caring and so willing to heal—when it was met with faith.

After all of these incredible miracles, Jesus made this bold statement:

“Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father.” (John 14:12 NIV)

You will do even GREATER THINGS…”

At the time I saw this verse, I had hardly seen any miracles, much less greater things. My mom was sick, and I wanted her to be well. I prayed. I asked. I begged God to heal my mom.

Its really hard to have faith for God to heal cancer when you havent even begun to trust Him with a headache or a cold. There is all this fear that creeps in when you hear the word cancer. Fear and faith dont make great companions.

How do we see even greater things than the works Jesus did in the Bible?

Start with the little things:

  • Headache
  • Cough
  • Congestion
  • Cramps
  • Earache

Stop trusting in medicine and home remedies and start putting your full trust in the name of Jesus. I am not telling you to get off your medicines. I am challenging you to ask yourself, What tradition am I putting before God?

Making the word of God of none effect through your tradition… (Mark 7:13 KJV)

One tradition can be running to medicine for a headache before you seek God.

In the thirty-ninth year of his reign Asa was afflicted with a disease in his feet. Though his disease was severe, even in his illness he did not seek help from the LORD, but only from the physicians. (2 Chronicles 16:12 NIV)

God wants us to seek Him first, not when He is the last chance for survival.

The greater things begin with trusting God for the little things. As we trust God, not methods or traditions, we will begin to have faith for bigger and bigger things.

What are your methods or traditions that you run to before you go to God? Coffee to wake up in the morning? Food when you have a bad day? The phone to talk to a friend about something thats bothering you? Medicine when you have a headache?

Make a commitment to run to your Father God first in all things.

The Key to Overcoming Offense

I used to be easily offended. Everything hurt me. Over the years, I have slowly allowed God to heal those painful places where I could be easily gotten. However, I still get hurt. I can still be offended, especially by the people I love the most, the ones closest to me. It is a full-on fight to throw down the offense and stand up in truth and love! How about you?

Knowing who we are in Christ makes all the difference in the world because once you know who you are, you suddenly begin to see others as who they are in Christ. It makes it easier to forgive and get over your stupid offense! 

What belongs to us when we are made a new creation through Christ? Do you know?
Stop. Do you really know? Maybe you know in your mind, but do you know in your heart, deep down in your soul?
Are you bothered when others challenge you or call you out on your behavior? Are you defensive? Are you easily hurt or offended?
We spend most of our lives being told by our parents, siblings, aunts and uncles, grandparents, and friends what they think of us. They might say good things, like “You are so smart” or ” You are so much fun to be around,” or they might say bad things, like “You are stupid” or “I wish you were never born.”
These comments shape us. Somewhere along the journey, because of a certain behavior or trait or something you did once, you might have been given a nickname. I was Motor Mouth (my softball team put it on my shirt!). I was also short stuff and hollow leg (because I could eat anything and not gain a pound—wish that were still true!). My stepdad called me stupid.
Faith comes from hearing, and I heard all of these bad and silly things about myself for so long that they truly began to shape my identity.
When I became a Christ follower, I still lived out of my old identity. Quite frankly, I had a really hard time believing that I could be completely new in Christ. I still felt stupid and insignificant and insecure. I had a serious case of identity confusion!
Discovering our identity in Christ is a journey of tearing down the false ID and rebuilding our true identity. It takes a lot of time and trust in the Lord. As you grow near to Him and steep yourself in the things He says about you, you will be transformed into your true identity and be more confident than you have ever known! 

Do you want this? 

Are you hungry for the truth? 

Because if you are not, this journey will not be very fruitful. You have to want it! You have to want it like you want air to breathe! It can be so hard to accept the wonderful person that you are in Christ, and if you don’t want it, you will be likely to waste your time. It is a lifelong journey. 

So decide now: Will you spend your life seeking to know your true identity, your true self, in Christ Himself?
Who’s in? Raise your hand!

Sing Your Way into Truth

Some people think that because you, as a Christ follower, refuse to live out of your trials or base your identity in your trials, you may not believe you will face trials and suffering—but this is just not true.

It’s simply a different view that while in the middle of trials and suffering, your mind and heart continue to focus on God. You don’t surrender to the desire to drop your head and pity yourself. Sure, sometimes you feel like it, but you choose to rise above your feelings because you know your God is so worthy of you. You choose to believe His truth more than you believe what your heart feels.

God is unmoved by our circumstances. They are merely shifting winds to Him. He is steady and able in all things, not just some things. He is our Rock, our Provider, our All in all. There is nothing we lack in Him, even when we feel lacking. We lack no good thing in Jesus!

The reason I love “You Satisfy My Soul” by Laura Hackett so much is because of this line:

Sometimes, you gotta sing your way into the truth! 

Powerful words!

It’s easy to receive and embrace your trials and suffering, but when you really think about it, you are making it about you: you are still glorifying yourself. But when you glorify God, He gets it all. He is magnified. He is the One who is worthy of everything—our attention, our songs, our joy, our everything.

Sometimes—though it’s so, so difficult—we have to choose to sing our way into the truth!

Reach for truth. Make it your mantle. Make your afflictions last on your list of concerns compared to the awesomeness and glory of our God. “Let God be true but every man a liar”—including yourself (Romans 3:4 NKJV).

So sing your way into the truth. Sing it!

Do We Really Have Free Will?

God does not control everything that happens to you. If you believe He does, I can assure you that Satan will attempt to destroy you. 

God delegated control to us. We are responsible for releasing the healing power of God. It’s not our power; it’s God’s power. Its Gods power inside of us.
The reason people aren’t being healed today is that they dont know the truth. As Scripture says, “My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge” (Hosea 4:6 NKJV). It’s our ignorance that is killing us. Some of you have seen those bumper stickers that say, “What you don’t know won’t hurt you.” 

That’s not true. What you don’t know is killing you. Amen? Ignorance will allow Satan to make you think it’s not God’s will to heal you.
As Christians, we look to Jesus as the supreme example. Jesus said, “Anyone who has seen me has seen the Father. … The words I say to you are not just my own. Rather, it is the Father, living in me, who is doing his work. Believe me when I say that I am in the Father and the Father is in me …” (John 14:9–11 NIV). He said, “I do nothing on my own but speak just what the Father has taught me. The one who sent me is with me; he has not left me alone, for I always do what pleases him (John 8:28–29 NIV).

Jesus also said, “I tell you the truth, the Son can do nothing by himself; he can do only what he sees his Father doing, because whatever the Father does the Son also does. For the Father loves the Son and shows him all he does. … By myself I can do nothing; I judge only as I hear, and my judgment is just, for I seek not to please myself but him who sent me” (John 5:19–20, 30 NIV). He said, “I did not speak of my own accord, but the Father who sent me commanded me what to say and how to say it” (John 12:49 NIV).

Jesus said that He is just like the Father. He didnt do or say whatever He wanted but only what the Father willed Him to do and say.

Jesus never made one person sick. He never refused to heal one single person.

If all this is true—which it is—then Jesus would have misrepresented God if God is the One who gives sickness, disease, and problems. If God just allowed it, well then, Jesus misrepresented God because He never refused to heal a single person.
I can, however, show you a couple of instances where people refused to accept healing from Him. 

Look at Mark 6:1–6. When Jesus visited His hometown, “He could do no mighty work there, except that He laid His hands on a few sick people and healed them. And He marveled because of their unbelief” (Mark 6:5–6 NKJV). Notice that it’s “could,” not “would.” It’s that He couldn’t do it, not that He didn’t want to do it. He couldn’t do miracles there because of their unbelief.

Not His unbelief. 

Their unbelief.  

You see, there are a couple of instances where Jesus could not heal people—not because of His lack of power but because of their lack of faith. It says the same thing in the book of Acts and other places. But you cannot find a single person on whom Jesus ever put sickness. He never said, “No, you didn’t learn your lesson, so suffer a bit longer with this disease.” He even healed unbelievers. Check out the story of the ten lepers (Luke 17:11–19). That is how loving our God is!
If you really believe that Jesus is a perfect representation, the exact image, of the Father (Hebrews 1:3), then you have to take Jesus as the example and say, “It’s not God’s will for sickness to remain in our bodies.”

The only time God ever struck people with sickness was in punishment and judgment, and ALL of our judgment has been fully placed upon Jesus in the new covenant. It is no longer our portion! 

Don’t Be Discouraged. Walk in Healing.

I have had a neck injury from breakdancing with my children. I feel like God has restored my youth. I love it. I love being strong and really having my youth restored in this time of my life. But I did have a neck injury, which I think was actually building up for a long time. As I’ve worked out for the last few years, I’ve had a hurt knee, a hurt hip, a hurt shoulder—all these things that kind of nagged at me. I would speak to them in the name of Jesus, and the pain would go away.

You know, sometimes you will get discouraged or hurt or youll be mad at someone, and you will need help. You know what your flaw is. You wrestle with your flesh and your spirit. Sometimes we need help.

I reached out to a friend because I was discouraged and I needed someone to speak truth over me. I didn’t want anybody to pity me or get down in with me. I needed somebody to pull me out. When you are discouraged, you don’t really need someone to say, “Oh, I agree with you.” You need a rope to get you out of the valley. 

James 4:7 says, “Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you” (NIV). When you get discouraged, there is no resisting the devil. You are submitting to the devil. Every day, your words align with his. You start to give him more power in your life. 

So I reached out to a friend and said, “Help me. I know the truth, but fear is keeping me from speaking the truth, and it is really making me discouraged.” 

I also reached out to a chiropractor who has a special field. He does something unique that only one person does in Oklahoma. I have really come to appreciate him so much because he and his family love the Lord. When I go in there, he says, “This is no big deal for Jesus.” Do you know why he says that? Its because he knows the Lord and puts Him first. He knows it’s really no big deal. 

It’s no big deal because God’s power is already present. He is willing. It’s not like He is trying to decide, “Whom do I want to heal? She was bad, so thats a no. He was bad. She was pretty good. I think I will heal her.” No, it’s not like that. We have all been bad. Every single one of us. No one is better than the other. We have all been bad. None of us deserves it, but God is willing. He wants to heal all of us. 

I believe that with all of my heart. His heart is to prosper us, to love us, to consume us with Him. That is His heart. That is all He wants to do. He wants you to know Him. He wants me to know Him. He wants me to look to Him first and not my problem. 

This chiropractor knows the Lord like that. He knows Him so well that he looks at me and says, “This is no big deal. It’s going to be okay. I know you have some symptoms, but don’t be afraid. Do not be afraid of this. You are going to be okay.”

I think he also knows the power of life and death. When we speak words of death over ourselves, we start to believe them and become discouraged. On the other hand, when we hear life-giving words, we start to have hope and belief. Faith is impossible without hope. It just is. You can’t stay down. I love him because he speaks life. 

You need people in your life whom you can trust to know who God is and stand firmly on that. It doesn’t matter what your symptoms are and what you see. They are going to say, “This is no big deal for God. You will be healed. I am telling you right now that you are going to walk in healing. You are going to be healed. You are.” They can’t necessarily tell you a time frame for the healing, and that is okay. They have hope and life-giving words. They don’t ever speak death over you because they know the power of God and they know the power of their words. 

I just want to encourage you to surround yourself with a close inner circle of people you can trust to do that and that only. You don’t need the people who are saying, “Maybe you should get another report. Maybe you should be careful.” 

Philippians 4:6 says, “Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God” (KJV). Be careful for nothing. I tried being careful. What I really was doing was saying, “I am sick. I am not well.”

But the truth is that by Jesus’ stripes, I am healed. I need to proclaim the truth that I am an overcomer, that I have the victory already, that I walk in health and healing. All things are possible through Christ. By His stripes, I am healed. He provided the power 2000 years ago. My body just needs to receive it in the name of Jesus.

I speak life into my body and say, “Wow, body, you are loved. I speak life into you. With the healing power of Jesus Christ, you are going to move like you’ve never moved before. You’re going to breakdance like you have never breakdanced before. Your youth is being restored every day.” I just keep speaking life into it. I’m not going to stop. I may have symptoms and moments of discouragement, but I am going to say to my little inner circle, “Pull me out quick.” 

If you think that this is from God or allowed by God, then you are not going to be able to stand firmly; you are going to be wishy-washy. You are going to think, “Well, maybe I should just allow it. Maybe I should just receive it.” You are going to be passive. That’s baloney.

Sickness is referred to in the Bible as a curse or captivity. You know what? It is. “Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom” (2 Corinthians 3:17 NIV). I am not going to be a captive. I am going to be free in Christ because that is my calling. My God is good. This is no big deal for Him. 

I hope you are encouraged by this to seek Him. Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you” (Matthew 6:33 KJV). Do not go lax in the peace times. It’s easy to war when it’s peaceful, but it’s tough to sharpen your blades in wartime. You need to be ready. You need to practice your faith in small things so that it works in the big things. 

The Name of Jesus

I had a God encounter. I spoke with a woman who loves the Lord with all her heart. We shared testimonies while we did some dishes. It was a random meet for only a moment between women a few generations apart. 

She had lost her husband of thirty years. I began to weep at the thought of even beginning to lose mine. All those little things that I am nagging about—like his socks beside the bed and the protein powder that he sprinkles but never wipes off the counter—started to grow faint. These are minor issues. They’re immaterial, really. Why does this type of thing bother me? Why does it nag me? Why do I have to open my mouth? Shut up. Shut up. I hear it repeating in my head. I would rather have those socks on the floor and the protein powder on my counter than not have him there at all. Who cares about the house? It’s about people. 

She went on to tell me how her last words to him were, “Hey, you aren’t supposed to be doing that.” He was on doctor’s orders not to do certain things because his heart was fragile. She said she had to forgive him for doing things outside of what he was supposed to do because that was who he was. He didn’t want to be someone different. He didn’t want to live a different life. 

I have been thinking about this nonstop. I was thinking that if we knew how to war in the name of Jesus Christ, then the dead would be raised up until they had long lives. When we are given a doctor’s report, we don’t have to receive it. We don’t have to receive the doctor’s report. We have to stand up in the name of Jesus Christ and receive the truth for our medicine, not a fact. I thought to myself, “If that happened to me, I would not only have to forgive my husband, but I would also have to forgive myself for not being the warrior that I was supposed to be, for not being someone so firmly established in the truth that facts don’t faze me.” 

Truth is my fact. The truth should be my reality above everything else in this world. I do live in this world. I live in a body, but the truth is that I am a spirit. I am a spirit with God living in me. The same power that raised Christ from the dead lives in me. It does no good to have that power inside of me if I can’t use it in this world, if I can’t draw on it to help people. It does no good if I just receive all the dark, sick evil in this world. It does no good whatsoever. 

I want to be a woman of God. I want to be a lioness arising, according to Lisa Bevere. I want to be a woman who is standing at the gate with my sword and refusing to let in any stealing, killing, and destroying. The same power that raised Christ from the dead lives in me, and I have been commissioned and called by God and given the authority over darkness in the name of Jesus Christ.

I hope you have a God encounter today and you have a revelation that changes you forever. Stand up, ladies. Stand up, women of God. Stand firmly in the truth, knowing that this is a spiritual battle. It is not a battle in the physical. It is won through the name of Jesus Christ.

Out of the Pit : What to Do When You Are Discouraged

When I am super discouraged or my hope is deferred, I am very careful of whom I talk to. I don’t want anyone speaking death over me or agreeing with what is going on or giving me advice that is in contradiction to the truth of the Word of God. Every time, I am very careful of whom I speak to and whom I lock arms with.

Everyone’s steadfastness in the Lord can have highs and lows—with moments of really strong commitment and, other times, feelings of weakness. If I focus on my circumstances, I can easily become discouraged. When I focus on the face of Jesus, everything He paid for on the cross, and the truth of God’s Word, my hope can be revived. He has been faithful in the past, and He will be faithful today. He is faithful today, and He will be faithful tomorrow. My God is good, but sometimes I have to ask myself, “Do I really believe who God says He is? Do I believe it?”
What I do to get myself out of a pit—because I seem to be in one this morning—is start praying. I tell God how I really feel. I don’t hold back. I give Him all my ugly thoughts and all my ugly words. I give Him all my doubt and disappointment. I confess it all.

The next thing I do is start asking Him whom I could talk to, who could encourage me. I don’t need anybody to crawl into a pit with me because then we would both be stuck down low. I need someone who is up high and will encourage me with mercy, love, and truth. I need someone who will say, “That sucks, but God is really the only person or thing we can put our hope in.” I ask the Lord to bring someone to mind, or I simply listen and wait for peace. He will direct my steps if I ask Him. “You do not have because you do not ask God” (James 4:2 NIV). But if you seek Him, you will find Him.

Sometimes I don’t talk to anyone else. I let the Holy Spirit be my comforter. Today what came to mind was that I needed to call into a prayer line with beliefs similar to mine. I know without a doubt, 100% of the time, they will strongly encourage me. They will agree with me in the truth and renew my hope. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, and it is certain. It is absolutely resolved. It is believing for things that aren’t seen; it’s not visible. It’s impossible for man’s eye to see, but I am sure it is there.

I am reminded of the testimony of a man named Allen Moore. He had a stroke. He is not supposed to be able to walk or talk. His MRI to this date reveals that the part of his brain related to these abilities does not work. With man’s eye, it appears he should not be talking or walking, yet he does. I have met him personally, and he is walking and talking—living the unseen.

I start reminding myself of all the things God has done for me in my life and my family. I start reminding myself of the miracles and the power of God that have been on display in my life for years. As I do that, it encourages me. I am encouraging and sharpening myself in the Lord and in the truth. It awakens me and gives me hope. It gets rid of doubt. It doesn’t increase my faith, but it begins to smash out any doubt so my hope can be renewed. When my hope is renewed, faith is restored. Faith is present.

I can use my imagination in faith to see a part of my body completely healed and whole again. I imagine what it would look like the next time I am able to see it. I’m not going to look at it again until I have done this for a while and I feel it is time.

When I fall into a pit, this is what I do to get out of it. How about you? 

Proclaim Truth

The people do not say, “I am sick.” Stop proclaiming you are sick or you do not feel well. Start saying, “I am fighting” or “I am resisting something right now because I am an overcomer. By His stripes, I have been healed. I have the victory. I am more than a conqueror. I can do all things through Christ. I can walk in health and healing. I am healed with the Lord.”

When I proclaim the truth rather than proclaiming the facts, I am forcing what is visible to submit to the invisible. Everything must submit to the Word of God. It’s forcing the temporal to submit to the eternal in Jesus’ name. So let us stop proclaiming what is wrong and start proclaiming the truth.

Needer Should Not Be the Leader

After my husband and I got married, we were in desperate need of godly married couples. We talked to the pastor in our church, and he said, “Since you need it, you should lead it.”
So we started a group. We didn’t truly know what we were doing, but we started a Sunday school group. We got a book, and we led every week out of that. Eventually, people left the group. We had struggles. I sought counsel and learned how to lead everyone through the different struggles we had the best I could. But I didn’t know what I was doing. Neither did my husband.
During that time, because I was studying the Bible at a different Bible study somewhere else, the love of Jesus struck me in the heart, and suddenly I understood my need for Him more than ever. I understood how to have Him in every part and every area of my life, every day. I started to bring this truth to the group, but nobody could even understand it. It was incomprehensible to them. All of a sudden, I was wacko. It was crazy.
But I know so many people who need to belong or need to be free from something, so they start a group. They become a leader and try to lead people into freedom when they are not free themselves. My theory is the needer should never be the leader. If you have the need, you probably should not lead. You need a leader.

I think it’s interesting that broke people try to lead broke people into financial freedom. Poor and addicted people try to lead poor and addicted people into freedom. If you don’t know how to be free and you haven’t had any sustainability, can you honestly teach someone else how to be free?

Many times, people get together and talk about their problems. They talk about their desires, and they talk about why they do it. But the Bible never says discussing your problem will set you free. It says the truth will set you free—the truth and the truth only.

If you have to pick up a book to lead someone through it, to help them break free, or to help them grow, then are you truly the right person to lead that group? If you can’t lead it straight out of the truth—the Word of God—from your own walk and your own testimony that you have gone ahead of them, then are you the right person to lead someone else into the authentic freedom of Jesus Christ? Are you the one who should be leading?

I believe the needer should not be the leader. If you have a need, find someone who has walked through the fire, has a testimony, and has paved the way for you. Maybe they are a pioneer. Ask them for help. Consider having them start a group to help you so you can experience the freedom they have.

Peanut Allergy

Gosh! I am so sick of trying to deal with and plan every single thing our family eats or does around food allergies. We have food allergies here and food allergies there. They’re everywhere. It’s so difficult not to have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches so the kid with severe peanut allergies doesn’t die. It’s hard. It’s inconvenient. It makes my life harder not to have easy peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
When Spencer was a little girl, I used to buy the premade ones so it would be even easier. They had frozen white bread peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in the freezer section, and she ate those—until one day when my youngest daughter was two years old and with a babysitter, who ripped open one of those sandwiches and put it on her tray. The babysitter tried to get her to eat it. My two-year-old rejected it. “No way, I’m not eating that.” She held her lips up. She was not going to do it. All the babysitter did was put the peanut butter and jelly sandwich on her lips. She refused to eat it. She didn’t take a single bite. 

Within a matter of minutes, my daughter swelled up like an elephant man. Her head was deformed. It was unbelievable. I had just come home, thankfully. I threw Benadryl into her, threw her in the car, and drove to the physician’s office. I parked in the front circle drive and ran into the building, straight back to my pediatrician. I didn’t call. I didn’t wait. I didn’t check in. Nothing. It started a series of tests that found out my daughter was allergic to peanut butter.
It was one of my favorite food staples. I would eat peanut butter by the spoonful. When I was pregnant with a couple of my kids, I had peanut butter crackers to sustain me throughout the day. How in the world would I live without peanut butter?

Once the doctor talked to me about the severity of a peanut allergy, we began warring over it. We have sought help. We have prayed over it. But here is the deal: faith is the substance of things hoped for and certainty of things unseen.

It’s interesting when you have a life-threatening food allergy, there is this thing that creeps into your mind. It’s mental. It’s called fear. You begin to have a fear of this food. It’s the truth. It’s a fact that fear wants to creep in and try to steal your peace from you and cause you to alter the way you do life. That is exactly what my family has done.
After she was first diagnosed, my husband and I didn’t eat peanut butter in the house anymore. We became a peanut-free home. But sometimes when we went on a date, we would grab peanut butter no-bake cookies from our favorite bakery. We’d have Reese’s. We’d have these different things on dates or when we spent the nights somewhere.
One day, we were truly convicted. The pediatrician talked to us about the peanut allergy, and he said you cannot wash what your child is allergic to off of her hands or your face. If you have eaten peanut butter and you kiss your child, you can actually cause her to have a life-threatening reaction. That day made my husband and I decide we would never eat peanut butter again. Even if we are away for a week, or if we are away for a month, the peanut trace can get on our clothes. It can be in our fingernails. It could be on our breath.
In 2014, Kennedi was in a co-op. Her writing class was open for lunch one day because the weather was severe outside. Families pulled out picnic blankets and ate lunch. She and I weren’t there yet. We skipped lunch. When we came in, I could smell peanut butter permeating down the hallway, as if every family was running late that day and grabbed the easiest thing.

In the middle of class, Kennedi began coughing. She coughed for seven days after the exposure to those peanut fumes. I had to take her to the doctor and obtain a steroid to open her throat back up. That tiny bit of exposure to peanut fumes caused her throat to swell and try to cut off her airway.

What does the thief do? The thief comes trying to steal, kill, and destroy people, relationships, love, God, our faithfulness, et cetera. That is what the thief does. The thief was trying to use this simple food families use to make their life easier to try to take away my daughter’s airway. This girl is anointed. She has a radical calling on her life. The truth she speaks and the revelation she walks in exceed that of most adults I know. Her heartfelt relationship with God explodes every day. She is tender to the spirit. She is discerning. She is called to speak the truth to nations. She knows it, and she has known it since she was so tiny.
Yes, I realize it’s inconvenient not to have peanuts, peanut butter, or peanut butter protein bars because everything is made out of peanuts. It’s hard. It was a hard adjustment for my family. It’s important to me because my daughter is impacted by it.
Until it was important to me, it was not important. I continued to eat it. It was an intrusion on me having an easier life, easier lunches, and easier mothering when I had to adapt my food for other children with severe peanut allergies. What if we loved others’ children the way we love our own? Wouldn’t I provide gluten-free cookies at a birthday party? Although gluten isn’t life-threatening, it does cause other children stomachaches. Children don’t necessarily have the self-control not to eat a regular cookie at a birthday party. When you offer it, they want it. But if you offer a gluten-free cookie, then a child isn’t going to go home to their parents with a sick tummy. My question to you is: Do you want a sick child coming home to you? Do you want a child who has a peanut allergy to die because another family brings peanut butter into your car or your home?
I realize we cannot get rid of peanuts altogether. I don’t know what is wrong with them—what is causing so many children today to be allergic to peanuts. It’s sad. Our family has converted to almond butter and cashew butter. It’s amazing. I realize it’s a bit more expensive. I cannot tell you how many events I have offered to bring almonds instead of peanuts or almond butter instead of peanut butter. “Can we put the peanut butter away?” I will go spend four times that much to have almond butter. I measured the cost-benefit of an easy dinner. We can have peanut butter—it’s cheap, and it’s easy to feed to masses—or we can have almond butter, which is safe, so no one will die today. I choose to spend a bit extra. I choose it. I choose it not only for my own daughter but also for other people with the same allergy. I know there are people who are deathly allergic to pistachios. If only we would pay attention and be a bit more considerate of people who might have an allergy to the food.
Our food is genetically modified. It has been changed from the way God created it. Our bodies cannot tolerate wheat and regular dairy like we used to because they’re not the same product. They’re like poison in our bodies.
I want to encourage you to put yourself in the shoes of a mother like me today and think, “What if it were my child? What would I do differently? How would I love them differently? How would I encourage them differently? Can I drop peanuts from my life?”
Kennedi had a friend for a while whose family removed peanut butter from their house altogether so she could have a safe place to go. They have since put it back—which is discouraging—and she will not eat at their home. But when they took peanut butter out, she felt like, “I am safe here. I can come into your home, and I can eat. I am not going to be afraid of what you make because I believe there isn’t any peanut butter from this mixing bowl or in this Vitamix blender. I know it’s a safe home because you have been intentional about making it safe for me.” I cannot tell you how, as a mother, I treasure that my daughter could have another safe place to go.
I want to encourage you to put on someone else’s shoes today.
What are you struggling with? I want to hear from you. It’s hard, and it feels sometimes like everything is stacked up against you, but we need to be warring in the spirit that they could eat poison and surely not die, that this is not their ticket to the end of their life. A life-threatening allergy is defeatable by the name of Jesus.
I pray for all of you today with any allergies that you would be safe and secure in the truth, you would keep up with your faith, and fear would be demolished in Jesus’ name.