From Intense Turmoil to Peace with Jesus

(The following meditation from JoJo [one of my website visitors who began writing to me] is an excellent example of how to bring Jesus into your troubled life by using the creative part of your mind. God gave all human beings the gift of imagination with the intention that we use it to focus on him. Unfortunately, in our human brokenness, we often use it to imagine the worst scenarios the enemy can project into our mind, but we can stop that! We can make a decision to turn our mind away from the darkness and focus it on Jesus. Then, by using this wonderful, creative part of our mind, we can go be with Jesus whenever and wherever we want. He really does meet us there. It is a spiritual reality that has basically been unknown to most of God’s people because of the mistaken idea that the imagination is evil. It is the heart that determines our imaginations—whether they be evil or good. In our fallenness we all too often use our imagination wrongly, but we can stop that by making the decision to use it for good. If this seems wrong to you, just remember that everyone has an imagination. Everyone uses their imagination—you can’t cast it away from you because it is part of your mind. We need to train it to focus on heavenly things rather than things of this earth. Then it becomes a powerful shield of defense and a lifeline into the presence and power of God.)

Meditation:

Today I feel fluid and not grounded on solid ground.  My feet are not planted in the stable dirt that covers the dry land of this planet that we live on; they are dangling in a slow-rolling motion as I tread water to stay afloat in the tempest-stirred, white-capped waters of my own mind.  This is very exhausting, but if I don’t do everything I can to stay on the surface where I can draw breath, I will quickly sink to the bottom and drown in the great unfathomable depths of satanic ritual abuse.

So this is my day today!  I have things that have to be done, but I am just taking things slow and steady as I have to budget my remaining strength just to keep myself calm.  There is one thing that I do know right now, even with all the turbulence and noise in my mind, and that is that Jesus is here with me in this storm.  I know that I can trust Him and He will not let me go down if I call out to Him. I know Him and I know His character.  He is true to His word and I can trust Him fully to help me.

I hear Him saying to me softly with His ever patient kindness, “It’s okay, Jo!  I’m here!  Just trust me!”  It suddenly occurs to me that He is all around me and is offering His nail scarred hand to me in order to get me out of the water and onto dry land.  He pulls me out and I am then in a little boat with Him as He rows me to safe harbor.  He covers me with a warm blanket as I am shivering from the cold.  My exhausted body begins to quickly warm up, my soaked clothes dry and I find myself quite cozy as I can see the solid land appear in the near distance.  The fog clears and there is sunshine peaking through the clouds as we make landfall.

We sit together on the sand watching the sun break through the cloud cover, and suddenly the grey-green depths become deep blue as the light brings out their hidden colors.  The sea is no longer a threatening place, but now it is a divine work of art.  We then, Jesus and I, begin to search for seashells.  I love collecting seashells, and Jesus hands me a pink bucket to fill with my treasures from the deep.  The two of us come upon the most amazing shapes and designs as we stroll the shore line on our fun-filled adventure.

How quickly I forget the trial and turmoil that my day birthed with. The sounds of laughter and joy fill the air as I run ahead and chase a little crab.  He quickly dashes to the rocks, and I just giggle and let him go.  He scurries about his way on his little mission of whatever crabs do. (LOL).  How quickly everything turns to peace and stillness with Jesus there.  When He comes to  help me, everything changes to life-giving comfort, and I end up safely curled up in His lap listening to the songs of angels who sing beautiful heavenly compositions of praise and worship to this very Jesus, who loves me so much that He answers whenever I call out to Him.  He does not tarry but appears right when I need Him the most.  He is always on time to come to my rescue when things get too heavy for me.  He can calm even the fierce gales of SRA.  Even SRA!  JoJo