King's Daughter's Kitchen

If government men came to the door to shoot me unless I gave up my principles, I would be dead. Everything I believe and act on comes from the Love Letter to my heart. If My Love loved me enough to die for me, why would I turn my back on Him to save myself?

I didn’t always believe like this, not until I looked Satan in the eye. Satan took my grandbaby’s life by murder. He continues to ravage my husband’s mind with dementia. He has caused my daughter to denounce her faith, her God-given gender, and her family. I know Satan. If he can’t attack me directly because I am covered by the power of the Holy Spirit, he will attack those closest to me. So, I fight.

Fighting is knowing what’s in the Letter, living it as it is written to my heart, every hour, every day. My counselor says that I have been on high alert for danger, watching parents with their children since my baby died, that it’s okay to relax.

I relate that high alert feeling to living my faith now. When I read the Love Letter, I notice what I am sure has been there all along in the ages, but it seems my Jesus is choosing just this right moment when I would really understand to show it to me brand new, like a song I’ve never heard before but suddenly love.

So we build relationship by the Letter as He communicates with my heart. I ask Him to help me understand. I read the words aloud. The Holy Spirit settles meaning and worth to live by in my heart. Not only the daily living matters.

I feel my Jesus fight my battles as I speak pieces of His Letter aloud against my enemy, Satan. He is a mighty warrior, crushing what I cannot even see. I am comforted to walk the world with His armies surrounding me.

My fundamental truths… I am made by and for God. My purpose is to honor, to praise, and to glorify Him. It is to show others the way to Him. I am His bride, happy to have the Love Letter as His personal gift to me. Though I may do wrong, I will do my best to honor the Letter and to honor the One who loves me.