Isaiah 6:1 In the year that king Uzziah died, I saw also The Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and His train filled the temple.

Hi guys! First of all, let me just say how sorry I am for not posting for two months! There’s no real excuse for it. Sure life was happening, but God was still waiting to use me through writing and I chose to neglect it. So for that, I am truly sorry! Also, big thanks to all of you who continued to read older posts. I saw the alerts 🙂 It just shows the glory of God in the writing because I know y’all are not just coming back for me, but to hear from Him. Now that is out the way, let’s prepare for this funeral. Shall we darlings?

It’s funny that I was listening to “Gay Girl, Good God” on audible and the author, Jackie Hill Perry, started to read various scriptures towards the end. The one scripture that stuck out to me like a sore thumb was the one above. Picture me at work, listening to ten scriptures back to back in my computer chair. Then, BOOM! Isaiah 6:1 slaps me in the face like I stole its winning lottery ticket. Pausing the audible, I go to a podcast I did not finish and right where I left off, a totally different teacher, Beth Moore, says turn with me to Isaiah 6:1. Me not putting the two together, I hear, “In the year that King Uzziah died…” I jump out my seat at this point! Lord, this is YOU! Let me paint the picture a little more vivid for you guys. Moments before, I opened my laptop in disgust with myself for not writing in two months. Sitting in my own shame suit, I close my laptop and say Lord, I got nothing.

Just a mere few minutes later, the scenario above happens. Want to know why that scripture was ringing in my heart? Because research shows that King Uzziah was a powerful leader of the tribe of Judah. He led with strength and power until his pride got the best of him. This hits home for me because my pride has been a warning from God to me this year. So much so, that He has lovingly showed me where it comes up and helps me to dig up the root and plant new seeds of humility. Hearing this scripture twice brought immediate Joy to me because I replace King Uzziah, with pride. In the year that pride died, Marissa saw The Lord high and lifted up in her temple(heart)! Okay, I replaced more than King Uzziah. Basically made a whole new sentence, but that’s what God led me to do! I cried, I shouted, I prayed, I lifted my hands, and thanked God in gratitude! Why? Because ISSA FUNERAL! Pride kept me from writing because I am thinking about me and everything I am going through that I chose to disobey what God put my hands to do. Pride kept me from forgiving people. Like really forgiving people. The forgiving that holds no record of wrong. The forgiving that doesn’t repay evil for evil or petty for petty. Pride kept boundaries up and people out. Pride kept me in unbelief!

But God loves me too much to leave me like that. Pride kept me in, but humility brought me out. That moment of revelation is the reason I am able to write. When Pride died, I saw The Lord. When Pride died, God enlarged Himself in me. Because He has room now. He has room to be God. He has room to make Himself BIG! He has room to show Himself Great because GREATER is He that is in you than he that is in the world(John 4:4)! If you’re dealing with the ugly beast of pride repeat that scripture, meditate on it, and ask God to deal with the King Uzziah in you. Let that king die so the real King(Jesus) can fully reign in your temple(heart).

Pride can never lead the way

It can only lead astray

With self being first

and God being last

What a terrible formula that will soon end in lack

Instead, let’s humble ourselves

Pride we renounce you

Lord we repent because there is NONE like YOU!

Give us this day our daily Bread.

Forgive us of the self indulging words we fed, ourseelves

Lord, we need Your Help!

We want to see You again!

Fill our hearts dear Father, with Your Glorious Train from Heaven, within!

Okay, Rose Buddies! Until next time, PEACE