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Love For All

“…God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.” (Romans 5:5 ESV)

Upset with my beloved over a misunderstanding, I took my thoughts and feelings to the Lord. The conversation went something like this:

God, do you see how he lied to me? You see how he is? I can’t deal with a man who lies to me! How can even You expect me to live like that?

I love your husband.

Love for him fills my heart, and My love has been shed abroad in your heart. Therefore, your heart is full of love for him.

Stir it up.

This was life-changing news. God loves everyone, so I do too. It’s there already. He has filled my heart with His indescribable love. How can my heart hold such wonder?

I have to rethink what I believe about myself. I can no longer justify old thoughts and behaviors. I neither lack love (God loves me), nor do I lack the ability to love (God’s love is poured out in my heart). Such love reproduces love.

God’s love in me is an inexhaustible supply that I can stir and pour out to others at any moment. He has prepared me; I am set up for success!

By the way, the last words the Lord said to me in that conversation were:

Now, go be nice to your husband.

I love this life.

Copyright 2018 Leah Lambert Smith
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Voices of Hope

I want to hear voices of women who have risen above their feeling of being victim and less than, women who have faith that they are safe and strong.

The only equalizer I know is God. We must not stir fear in our daughters. Let us lend our voices and our lives to the truth that “those who passionately pursue the Lord will never lack any good thing” (Ps 34:10 TPT).

It is empowering to live out such truth, truth I must meditate on and internalize. It is a choice to live out such truth. I eat it and drink it so it becomes a part of me.

Let our voices of hope arise.

I love this life.


(Of course, this doesn’t just apply to women and daughters, but to us all.)

Copyright 2018 Leah Lambert Smith
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Times of Forgiveness

And forgive us our debts,
As we forgive our debtors.

(Mat. 6:12 NKJV)

I recently unearthed some old unforgiveness. Once again I asked,

What does this person owe me?

Before I could determine the answer, I hear Jesus’ still small voice,

I already paid that debt, there is nothing for you to forgive.

I forgot. If I insist a debt is due, the discussion is between Jesus and me, no one else.

My next thought was,

Ok, but I do wish I could go back in time
and this had never happened.

Again I hear the still small voice,

I can go and heal the harm; come with me.

I thought of the times Jesus had taken me back in time to a painful occurrence and showed me what was happening from His viewpoint. His understanding and love would fill my heart, washing away the pain and unforgiveness.

I love seeing His viewpoint. Not only does it heal my heart, but I learn glorious lessons. The pain I suffer is nothing compared to His restoration; it propels me forward with greater strength, greater love. It is always above and beyond all I could ask or think.

I love this life.

Copyright 2018 Leah Lambert Smith
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Feelings and Truth

“Why do I feel worthless again? Lord, haven’t we already dealt with this?”

I took a moment to explore my heart. A subtle but powerful spirit of unworthiness watched me. I explored further and saw this spirit rooted into me like a sci-fi alien.

“God! Please! Get it out!”

Was it gone? God answered that it was, but I still felt its presence.

Although the Lord said the spirit was gone, I didn’t acknowledge Him. I didn’t believe Him, trusting my feelings instead.

I looked in my heart again. I saw a thin weak spirit mimicking the rooted spirit. I had believed the original spirit remained, but it was the presence of this imposter that I felt. My belief would have allowed the imposter to hold the door open for the more powerful spirit’s return.

Deception always depends on my belief to sustain its lie.

Forgive me Lord, I believe You.

As love and gratitude filled my heart, the imposter spirit ran, and the door closed.

Thank you for the lesson, Lord.

I love this life.

“Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” (James 4:7 ESV)

Copyright 2017 Leah Lambert Smith
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I was told to be careful about my imagination. It could get me into all kinds of trouble when it came to spiritual things.

However, I love imagining with God. Seeing His truths come to life in my thoughts cause my belief, my hopes, and my faith to soar. I feel empowered to step into the mysteries of God. God “is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us.” (Eph 3:20 NKJV) As His child, I should think big!

So, I let my imagination do its glorious work. How big can I believe and hope? Faith is the substance of things hoped for (Heb 11:1); I want my hope and faith to be huge. Therefore, I question God about everything to grow in His wisdom and truth. As we converse and I meditate on His truths, they become my beliefs.

Some people have accusing, shaming thoughts and believe such thoughts are God’s voice, but that which flows from the Spirit of God speaks love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faith, gentleness, and self-control (Gal. 5:22-23). God edifies and imparts grace.

I consider my imagination a secret place where God and I grow in relationship.

I love this life.


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Juniper Tree

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When in fear,
bound to world solutions,
do not turn and sleep.
Arise, eat, drink.
Humbly bring fear to truth to be
crumbled, shaken, and burned.
Hear truth whisper
and follow.

Copyright 2017 Leah Lambert Smith
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