Letting It Go Hurts Me Some Kind Of Bad
by Prophet Israel Saunders
Wondering how in the name of Jesus Christ this rip in my soul is going to be all healed up and not
ache me anymore when all during the day it is constantly torn open and God, my God, what am I to do.
I come speaking the name of Jesus Christ, my Saviour, my Lord, yet also with a very real issue that
may be parachiting into your soul's yard if it has not already been and arrived.
I fac e the issue right now as this is writtne of tearing something off of myself, knowing that
this thing is a camel spider intricately and precisely drawing off the layer and coating of the blood of Jesus CHrist which
covers me and redeems me abd keeps me free from the law o sin and death. The law of sin and death is the jurisdiction
that says that I have committed sin, which is always considered criminal activity against God Himself. Because I have committed
sin, which was spiritually hereditary and passed on from the Father of lies to me as I engaged in disobedience to God's way,
I have had the need all my life as have you of an astrigent powerful enough to wipe me down and remove this terrible stain
of sin. No avenue that I have thus far tried has the proven effect that the blood of Jesus CHrist does for me. Maybeyou have
the same story in your life. BEcause if I look back over my life and think things over I can truly say God, what in
JEsus name were yYou thinking saving me, delivering me, picking me up again, washing me off, wiping me down, leaning with
me when really You ewere the Stabilizer. God, what were You thinking about. The simplest answer is God was thinking about
sobering you and I up that we might begin to see that there is a pure fountain available that can cleanse us from all our
unrighteous deedsand thoughts and intentions. Hallelujah. Jesus came to set the captives free, my brothers and sisters. Jesus
CHrist became the curse of the law thatyou and I were rightfully intended to be and when He died aqll HE left uswas a new
song. We arise another morning with an Aww man on our mouth and in our hearts. We don't know anyway that looks good for us
to make it through another 24 hours because the very last one we just barely made it through. I mean many of us couldn't even
crawl throught he threshold of the new day because last night tore us down. We were certainly tore up from the floor up. SOmeone
knows what I mean. My life is a mystery. God, why do I have the access to the items that I have and I know that I carry this
great and heavy burden around with me all day long that is called skin and sin. Our flesh does not belong to us. We are from
the ground, from the dirt. But thank God that Psalms writers wrote that GOd knows our frames and HE remembers that we are
just dust from the earth. Oh to have a glorious outlook on the world even in the hardest and most challenging of times is
considered unreal and unrealistic by so many people. We hate and would even consider for a tight moment dodging going
to work and dodging class and dodging seeing so and so because it is just too much pain inviolved and we don't like
pain to be all up in our circle. SO this message might not be for you.
What do we do when we are pressed on every side, burden and heavy laden, have called out to JEsus
from the lowest point of our greatest despair and what we hear after a long silence in heaven is the exact words that God
spoke to Paul who begged God to take away that thing in his life which knew exactly how to break him down.
The form that Lust appeared in we do know know specifically, but we can determine that Lust was
the cause for such severe hurts as Paul neglected to mention aloud in his prayer for delvierance.
Paul needed some more daylight to be where he was and right now we need some more Daylight to be
where we are because we just don't know how we are going to make it after we tear away that choice portion of our flesh that
has become so much of who we are and stand firm saying, "Back back, give me fifty feet."
Oh, right now God Himself is waiting for the rights to put a restraining order on that Lust that
has taken our minds and mushed them and taken all our body parts and smashed them up and taken all our riches and collected
them to rejoice where we should be rejoicing.
I know a man who worked and worked all through the week and finally, finally, pay day came and this
man wouldn't or couldn't wait to use his own authority to unwind.
I know a woman who aches and aches and smiles and smiles and sighs and sighs waiting for just the
right moments and just the right words to have her own eyes opened that she might see the blooming flower that others see
in her.
Lust is a stripper!
Lust comes in and strips us of our dignity, of our resources, of our hope.
Sometimes we see it and are afraid to manuever against it because we feel like the rewards, the
care, the confidence of knowing that Lust is the baller, the big bank, the sugar daddy, the pimp, parading us and paying our
way will cut us off.
Ever heard a parent tell their child that they were cutting the child off. Never does it look as
scary or as frustrating as it really is. Those words strike a blow inside the soul of a child that lets that child know that
they have reached the end of the favor, the end of the blessing, the end of the road, where all trust in that child has been
thrown away in order that that child might learn or maybe only to make that child suffer.
Lust is this parent's name because what we can see if we look closely enough at the situation is
the stripping, the pulling without benefit or promise and what we hear is the agony held in a guttural cry emanating from
the deepest caverns of a soul that has just realized that hell is where they are right now.
Cut off from the source, no hope of reconciliation, and even facing violent reactions as if a deadly
stranger. I heard someone say the other day that terrorists are not even being called terrorists anymore, but instead terrorists
are being called insurgents.
Lust is facing you right now, friend, stranger, enemy, seeing you trying to break loose and writhing
to be free of the present pain and the past pain and even the future pain of knowing that you are all that you have got. Oh,
that is pure pleasure to Lust the Stripper. Pure like Sunkist or Mug Root Beer Syrup before the carbonation is added to it
to produce the soda that you and I enjoy.
But even with Lust the Stripper beating you down friend, enemy, stranger, you can make it.
In aches and pains and bruises we often look for the quickest way of escape. Our safety depends
upon our wise reactions to the actions that are finding us here today. We need a refuge from the poundings, a shelter from
the stormings, a covert from the hailings.
And right now Jesus Christ is saying, "Hey I am here. I am here to patch you up if you are broken.
I am here to hold you close to Me if you are worn down and tears are rapidly running down your cheeks. I am here if you need
a punching bag to vent your frustrations. I am here to soothe you with the chammomile tea, with the chai latte, with the just
right coffee of My love."
Friend, enemy, stranger, I speak not these words to you as if Jesus Christ were coming towards you
in a sensual, sexual way; as if Christ's fullness, God's fullness, speaks of a natural standard for sexual behavior, but I
speak to you this very moment as one who has found that God has many unexplainable by me riches in the storage rooms of His
heart that He wants nothing more than to place in the supply rooms of our hearts.
Oh, how we hurt and still try to go through the motions as if a hope, a real and true and living
Hope is not anywhere to be found.
God says to you that HE is a refuge. {2 Samuel 22:3, Psalm 62:7, Psalm 91:2, Psalm 94:22}
So many times we just need to run into the arms of God and not into the arms of the men or women
we believe can comfort us.
To comfort is to understand. To comfort is to appreciate. To comfort is to share responsibility.
To comfort is to give up all owned, all treasures of our lives exchanged for all the treasures of
a life we can't even map out properly. Faith is a cartographer's nightmare because faith cannot be mapped out beforehand.
I write to you friends, strangers, enemies, that you may surely know that breaking loose from
Lust the Stripper is a right now thing but it will tear all of you to do it.
Oh, it is not unknown that you and I desire to change lanlords, to change bosses, and we must know
that 2 Corinthians 15, verse 58 encourages us to, "Stand firm.Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work
of the lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain."
I close with a few scriptures from the New International Version on the topic of perseverance. Be
lead by God at all times, lean not to your own understanding, but in all your ways acknowledge God and He shall direct your
paths. We love you so and are praying that you continue to grow.
Mushana Outreach Sunshine Ministry and Saint Luke's Evangelical Christian Church of Chapel Hill,
Pastor Dorcas T. Saunders & Prophet Israel- Shannon Saunders
James chapter 1, verse 12 says to you and I, "Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because
when he has stood the test, he will recieve the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."
Revelation chapter 3,verse 11 says to you and I, "Jesus said, "I am coming soon. Hold on to what
you have, so that no one willtake your crown."
1 Peter chapter 5, verses 8 and 9 say to you and I, "Be self controlled and alert. Your enemy the
devil prowls around like aroaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standong firm in the faith, because you
know that your brothers throughout the world are undergoing the same kind of sufferings."
Romans chapter 2, verse 7 says to you and I, "To those who by persistence in doing good seek glory,
honor and immortality, he will give eternal life."
Psalm 17, verse 5 says to yu and I, "My steps have held to your paths; my feet have not slipped."
James chapter 1, verses 4 and 5 say to you and I, "Perseverance(patience) must finsih its work so
that you may be mature and complete. not lacking anything."
Galatians chapter 6, verse 9 says to you and I, "Let us not become weary in doing good, for
atthe proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up."
