Sheréa VéJauan

I Can’t Believe I’m In Jail by @shereavejauan

I can’t believe that I’m in jail

Not bound in shackles but bound for hell!

I can’t believe I’m all locked up

Not with lock & key, but my mind is corrupt

I can’t believe I’m incarcerated

Away from the Truth my soul violated

I can’t believe that I’m in prison

I’ve chosen captivity, although Christ has risen

I can’t believe I’m behind bars

When I should be free among the stars

I can’t believe I’m in slavery

Trapped from the Truth, choosing not to be free

I give up

Jesus set me free

I no longer want to be in slavery

Thought:

Sometimes we lock our own selves up and throw away the key. Then news gets out that we are in a situation that we can’t remove ourselves from. Our own personal prisons, but God has provided us with a key called salvation. This key has the ability to remove us from the prisons of this world. It starts with prayer; the power that works inside of us

Sheréa VéJauan is the author of “Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy”Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

A Lil’ Mouse in my Big O’ House

A Lil’ Mouse in my Big O’ House

I was sitting, chillin’, in my big o’ house

Then out of nowhere came this lil’ mouse

I was so afraid, I ran up the stairs

Stood on the chair, as I wiped my tears

Right before my very eyes

Was the one thing I truly despised

I was not prepared, didn’t know what to do

The Bible in one hand, and the other, my shoe

Then..

One day I just cut to the chase

And met that mouse face to face

And by God’s amazing grace

I put that mouse in his rightful place

I said to him you are just a lil’ mouse

And I’m not gon’ let you run my big o’ house

I worked too hard to get to this place

Know I’m standing on this chair with a scared looked on my face

You need to get out and get out today

Before I cheese trap you out of another day

You may have lived here yesterday

But your welcome has been overstayed

I can’t serve God in this big o’ house

And still be afraid of a lil’ mouse

So take yo’ little stuff and get out the door

And don’t try to come in here no more

I have to make a choice between God and fear

And I choose to serve God all up in here

It took a lot to believe God for this big o’ house

And I will not be chased out by a lil’ mouse

Thought:

When you get rid of that little mouse, little attitude, little doubt,
little complaining, then you will be ready for the big things.

Faithful in little, faithful in much, Fearful in little is doubtful in everything

A double-minded man is unstable in all his ways

Don’t let the little things keep you from the big things God has for you!

Sheréa VéJauan is the author of “Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy”Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

Oops, I forgot to pray!

Oops, I forgot to pray!

To lift my hands and thank the Lord for this day

I forgot to get on my knees and thank Him for his grace

I forgot to give Him praise as I fall down on my face

I forgot to lift my voice to praise His Holy Name

To come into His presence there’s no one quite the same

Oops, I forgot to pray

But He is so forgiving; He blessed me any way

Copyright ©2000 Sheréa VéJauan. Excerpt from Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy is available. Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

How much does it cost for a miracle?

How much does it cost for a miracle?

What amount can I pay for a clear thought?

What is the charge for some sunshine?

How much happiness can be bought?

How much can I pay for contentment?

Could I place a down payment on joy?

Can I purchase a smile or tender moment

To place in the heart of a dying girl or boy ?

What is the price for conception?

I’ve been trying to have a child

How much does it cost to live longer?

The doctors said I have only a little while

Can I make monthly payments to save my children?

From this sick and cruel world called home

What is the value of a true friend?

Someone who would never leave me alone

Thought:

No matter how much money you may have some things you will never be able to purchase. You can save your money to buy a nice house or car but you will never be able to purchase a loving family or a tender moment, a breath of fresh air, a lil’ bit o’ sunshine, these things God gives us freely.

Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it way. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.

Song of Songs 8:7

Copyright ©2000 Sheréa VéJauan. Excerpt from Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy is available. Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

Messy Spirtuality by Sherea VeJauan

Picture a busy restaurant with customers waiting to be seated, and with people laughing, eating, and drinking. The food is delicious and the conversation is good. Suddenly a waitress, with a tray full of just prepared plates and clientele that are eagerly anticipating their meals, trips and spills food all over the floor.  Everything stops, with the only remaining sound being  the echoes of the plates and glasses that just crashed to the ground.  Conversations, eating, and drinking cease while the pleasant faces of people enjoying a night out turn into shocked stares of disbelief.

Immediately she becomes embarrassed.  As she tries to recover from the accident, thoughts race through her mind.   What will her guests think?  Will they be afraid that she will mess up again and spill food on them?   Will the other servers be afraid to ask her for help?  What will happen to that raise she requested from her boss?   When customers come back will they say, “No, not that section please, that girl made a mess the last time we were here.”  And worse of all, because of what happened, would she now be disqualified from serving?

Well let me say that is the real world, but in God’s world he gives us room to make mistakes, even when the whole world stares in disbelief as we make a complete mess out of our lives. We lose friends, we lose support, and people are afraid to trust us again wondering if we will mess up like the last time.

God on the other hand sees our messes as opportunities to show off his grace.  He rushes over with his towels of comfort and encouragement, his bleach of righteousness, and his sanitizer of love and protection.  And as we are still trying to clean things up ourselves he replies “ What mess?  I don’t see a mess.  I don’t even remember a mess. Now go in the back, wash up, change your clothes, and get back out there and keep serving.”  And best of all, because of what happened, we are now even more qualified for service because we are a testament of his grace.

Messy Spirituality

 Messy, Messy Spirituality

Does your so-called holy degree

Also give you a license to condemn me?

Yes, it’s true;

out of my life I’ve made a mess

With every tribulation

I’ve failed at the test

Having to start all over again

only to confess

That once again I have sinned…

Will I ever live like I’m blessed?

While worldly peers

I’ve tried to impress, Nevertheless

God has come to rescue me with his love

And cleanse me from all unrighteousness…

Blind eyes can’t see that God is constantly changing me,

Equipping me for the path he’s getting ready to take me.

See I messed up, I made a mistake, I admit that I’ve sinned.

But don’t keep denying me and disqualifying me

Cause God has redeemed my sin.

But it’s this Messy, Messy Spirituality

That’s trying to convince me – and you – that I’m not worthy

To receive the riches that were promised to me

Riches passed on by my Father

Who in his hands holds eternity!

Now let’s be truthful,

I am messed up now

and was messed up then

That’s why Jesus took my place and replaced his love on the cross for my sin

So when God hung his head, shed blood and died on Calvary

Are you saying he just died for you?

And his blood wasn’t enough to cover me?

Oh, ok, now I see…

It’s this Messy, Messy Spirituality

trying to convince me

That living for Christ ain’t easy

See, sometimes I gotta roll up my sleeves and let my elbows get greasy

Cause my salvation ain’t just for me

But so I can preach to the whole world  around me

That the key to not tripping about this mess

Is to understand that with this physical life comes enduring spiritual tests

And sometimes I may pass with flying colors

But at other times I may fall,

But that’s no different than any other

We all have come short at one time or another

So I’ve learned that when I’m up

I don’t give up on my  brother.

We all make mistakes, some publicly some privately

But God gave me grace, so I can acknowledge my sin,

Repent and He can restore me

I let others in on the truth so they can see His grace

Not so the whole world would be free to condemn me.

Please understand that I’m not justifying my mess

Or putting the focus on somebody else

I’m just saying I made a mistake and God dealt with me

And I’m going to make more mistakes – but not intentionally

Every situation may not be pretty

So I need you to consistently pray that I will be

Always on a journey to where God is taking me

What you need to comprehend

Is that God had my back and he paid for my sins,

And not just for some, but the full amount

So when other folks said I was messed up,

God replied, “No my child, that mess don’t count.”

About: Sheréa VéJauan is the author of “Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy”Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV