Deception

by Jenny Wren

A Beautiful Mansion, sat deep in the valley
Ole; Satan said "Jenny, the mansions for you"
"Old Devil" Jenny scoffed "I shall not delay
You see, because, I am just passing through."

Draw close to the Lord, who walks beside me
"Father take hold of these trembling hands
Lord, from this vile place, Let my eyes now see"
It was then that she finally understands.....

When the valleys of troubles seem to surround
Know God is there, in your Christian walk
From each mountaintop to vale I have found
God will stay near us and hears us talk

The Lord's ever-ready, your voice He heeds
He lights the pathway on which you tread
There should you stumble, over hate or greed
Forgiveness is given by your Father God

The battles we fight, are no longer ours
If We have given them all over to God
He gains the victory as ole' Satan cowers
At the armor of God in which we trod.

So, be never dismayed, whatever may come
That armor will protect from every foe
Until we are called to our heavenly home
You see, victory is ours, wherever we go.

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Matthew 4:3
And when the tempter came to him,
he said, “If thou be the Son of God,
command that these stones be made
 bread.”
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Our Biggest enemy is SELF

Who rules your heart?

It is up to self to cease control. When we have truly learned to give our will over to our Lord, we have no more things to hide, from or inside of us. We have, at last, become free of self. The longer you are with the Lord; the easier it becomes, the more satanic self will leave you along,

Our battles are within, as you already know, the heart is a deceitful thing. Overcoming self is one of the hardest enemies to overcome. You think you have self whipped down. Here it comes again, tempting and showing up, at the least expected time.

Soon we grow calm in our spirit. The Longer we have God on the throne
of our hearts in guidance of our lives we grow accustomed to God being the rule. Self just no longer matters. Self is not that easy to put off, but as you get past the cross, there look back. There self hangs, on the cross of your own making. There hangs self, dead,

You now belong totally to the Lord. You turn back around and leave self behind, where he should have been in the first place.

God bless and heal every hurt in your precious heart and sweep it from your life forever. Trust God to ward off intruders of the soul.

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Dear Lord,
As we face yet another day in this, our sea of life, we are tossed to and fro, from all of these waves all about us. Calm our seas and our fears because we know we have pure trust in you. Watch out for us, Lord, and make sure there is nothing intruding in life that is unsuitable to you, dear Lord. If you find a deterrent, sweep it clean away. I will give to you the praise, in Jesus name.
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love gram