A Love Letter To My LORD
A Love Letter To My LORD
by Damainion L. Ewell
My Dearest LORD,
I am not sure where to begin, or what to even say at the time of this letter. To be perfectly honest, I do not know what to even call You. You have so many names that carry so many different meanings, depending on what situation I am faced with at the moment. When I am broke and clinging on to my last dime, I call You Jehovah-Jireh, the LORD my provider. When I am sick and clinging on to my last breath, I call You Jehovah-Ropheka, the LORD my healer. When utter HELL and chaos is front and center in my life, I call You Jehovah-Shalom, the LORD my peace. When I begin to curse and come out of character, I call You Jehovah-Tsidkenu, the LORD my righteousness. When I am in a sin-ridden existence and have nothing but darkness to befriend me, I call You Jehovah-Mekaddishkem, the LORD my sanctifier.
Man's Eyes
Man’s Eyes
by Damainion Ewell
“Judge not, that you be not judged. For with what judgment you judge, you will be judged; and with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you. And why do you look at the speck in your brother’s eye, but do not consider the plank in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me remove the speck from your eye’; and look, a plank is in your own eye? Hypocrite! First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye” (Matthew 7:1-5, NKJV).
We are living in a time where, unfortunately, society lives and dies by the judgment which it doles out. If judgment, on any level, is not executed, the world’s system would most likely perish. The ideology of people is the very basis of worldly riches. If you pick up the latest fashion magazines, music reviews and the like, it is laden with judgment as to what is the latest trend and what is considered out of style. Regrettably, these fads change so rapidly that most people have fits of dizziness while trying to keep up with it all. As the seasons change, so does the make-up. Seemingly as the hour changes, the hottest fashion designer has become lukewarm or has found their home on a snow-capped mountain somewhere.
Days And Nights In Seattle
Days And Nights In Seattle
Damainion L. Ewell
“The LORD will open to you His good treasure, the heavens, to give the rain to your land in its season, and to bless all the work of your hand. You shall lend to many nations, but you shall not borrow. And the LORD will make you the head and not the tail; you shall be above only, and not be beneath, if you heed the commandments of the LORD your God, which I command you today, and are careful to observe them.” (Deuteronomy 28:12-13, NKJV).
Envision yourself overtaken in the biggest flood imaginable. The water collapses upon the heads of the people all in one continual dropping. The force of the water causes buildings to explode off of their foundations. The sheer force of the waterfall causes concrete to crack and seemingly immovable objects to float down the road like a life support device. Crops are destroyed, and any unfortunate soul that stands in the way is overcome by the brute strength of the tidal wave.
Not a pretty picture to paint, now is it?
A Letter To My Pain
A Letter To My Pain
by Damainion Ewell
Dear Pain,
For many years now, I have toiled day and night to unravel myself from out of your clutches. No matter how hard I would pull away, you would push and force yourself upon me all the more. My feet could not carry me away fast enough, as you would pick up the pace with every step that I took. No matter what big boulder I found to hide underneath, the strength of your arms were always strong enough to lift it and shine your bright light on me once again. Many miles have I traveled, and with every inch that I moved, you seemed to be lurking in darkness somewhere close by. There was no attainable restraining order to compel you to keep your distance. There were no bodyguards I could hire so when you came to my doorstep, they could forcibly remove you from the premises. There were no private investigators to hire to track your steps for a change. There is not a Lojack system made that can hunt you down as you are on the move.
The Flavor Of Love
The Flavor Of Love
by Damainion Ewell
As you gather up every picture frame on display throughout the house, you see precious memories of days and years gone by. Family picnics, sporting events, trips to the circus, and even outings to the amusement park that scared the dickens out of you. White teeth are a marvel to behold, especially the ones that are missing from mouths of the children. Your eyes gaze endlessly at the kids standing in front of the monkey bars, swinging up dangerously high in the swing set, and your child’s first baseball practice. All of the pictures with you and the children have been strategically placed to make the obvious not so obvious.
Stop Bringing Knives To Gun Fights!
Stop Bringing Knives To Gun Fights!
by Damainion Ewell
“Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand therefore, having girded your waist with truth, having put on the breastplate of righteousness, and having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace; above all, taking the shield of faith with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one” (Ephesians 6:13-16, NKJV).
Are you strong enough to stand up against the accusation?
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