In these days of lies and deception that have come to the forefront of humanity, it is far to easy to sit back and let fear consume us. I for one, have had enough, of seeing so many, being smothered by its life-draining choke-hold it seems to be having on many in this world at this point in time.
Because of this, I felt a need to share our family recipe that came from my parents.
The fruits of this recipe was witnessed by my siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles, friends, neighbors, acquaintances and even strangers, who later became life-long, family friends.
This recipe is a tried and true one with only a few ingredients, but it cannot be found in a cookbook or handwritten old recipe card. It is what I call, a living recipe. One that was shown to us throughout our lives.
It is a recipe that must be demonstrated. We were taught this recipe about how to use it, and when to use it, through daily demonstrations.
We memorized each ingredient, and learned what order, and how long to use each ingredient as well as how to achieve the best results, when life presented its challenges.
My parents were diligent about using this recipe throughout each day, and sometimes late into the night, changing it up, as they grew in Knowledge and Wisdom.
No one ever grew tired of this recipe, as it was never used in the exact same way, and the results were always a surprise that brought with it new experiences.
Each time anyone put together the recipe, even when hit with hard times, we seemed to have enough of each ingredient to go around, and gained strength from its application and the end results. We grew stronger in our Faith, as the mixture was used often, and when used in just the right order, the side effects had our fears running for the door.
When I would forget to use the recipe, my Mom would remind me of how important it was to remember God made us to help one another. She reminded me to be aware and open to helping others, when they needed an extra hand, whenever and I was able, but to never forget, there is a balance. She wanted me to especially remember, I was made in the image and likeness of God, BUT I was not God. She further would remind me, He does not expect me to take on everything alone. Mom made sure to stress how God yearns for me to come to Him for His Advice, Help and to take time to just rest in His Precense often, for it was the only way the recipe would create the most abundant of fruit.
Being the eldest of a bushel of siblings, a wife, mother, now Matriarch of several families, I find, I fall into trying to fill every need, instead of utilizing the gift of our Family Recipe. When I fall prey to trying to be all for everyone, I crash head first. I have to laugh, as I can hear my Mom’s voice saying, “Why don’t you move out of God’s way so He can get back to work?” 🤣😂 So grateful Our God has a humorous side.
Tonight, I remind myself, evil enjoys when we buy into his lies for he knows “fear” is settling into our hearts and minds, and our Faith is being shaken.
Tonight, I say, Be gone evil one! You are not welcome here! And I remember and share this recipe with you.
Living Recipe to Deter Fear:
Written by, Deanna G. DeBondt
June 29, 2023
12:32am
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