Become Authentic

Pinocchio, Pinocchio, what a darling young lad, who was crafted and created by his dad, and was able to dance, laugh, and sing; as long as someone pulled the strings, pull this one and the right hand moved and pull that one watch it change Pinocchio’s mood, each string had its own purpose and function but never allowed him to truly be free, but yet, the desire to be real lived within his heart; but like many of us he went around fooling himself from the very start, “I’m a real boy, I’m a real boy, I’m a real boy,” he would say but the evidence of him lying began to show in a particular way, you see the more he lied the more his nose grew, which points to my next issue, You!

 

Not you as an individual but meaning us as a whole, knowing that we are all connected, which is the story untold, to many of us are made out of wood or plastic thinking that we are alright because our joints are elastic, but stretch them to far and watch everything you’re balancing fall through, which bruises worst than a young lady wearing the wrong pair of shoes; many of us are walking in a form that is crafted and created by it’s father, who sits back and dance, laugh, and sings because he is the one that pulls the strings, pulling the sinful strings that causes us to move and then later, the guilt and shame shifts our mood causing more damage then a hurricane or typhoon.

 

Not knowing that we are walking in a form not created by the Master, only fooling ourselves into thinking that we are saved by the pastor but salvation comes from the one that shed His blood, who did it knowing the risk of it being turned into mud; for many are tainting the blood with their own fleshy desires, tricking ourselves into believing that “We are the real messiah.” But be not deceived for God is not mocked, so let’s try the spirit by the Spirit and stand upon the Rock; let’s begin to worship Christ and not the Anti-Christ, for we are all called children of light.

 

But some of us are still connected to those strings and causing the body of Christ to suffer many cuts and bleed, walking in a form of godliness but denying its power, now we are suffering because the body is filled with cowards; but let’s cut off those strings and give ourselves away to the

right power, the One who will expose Satan to be the father of all cowards, for God does not give us a spirit of fear so don’t accept the lies that the enemy speaks into your ears.

 

For yes, now is the acceptable time to walk in trueness and unlock that potential and treasure within us, so call upon the name of Jesus and don’t you doubt; for He is the escape plan, that special route, who leads us always through every famine and drought, so loose yourself from the strings and  allow God to make you true, knowing that this will cause the enemy to get angry with you; and he may yell, scream, and kick against the bricks, but understand people of God that its only because you are now becoming Authentic.

Comments

cmouton241

I like it. :)

EdwardJ65

Thank you very much. I really do appreciate that.

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