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I Carried You Without Your Permission

 

Driving along the roads of Uniondale, God began to speak to me. As usual, I didn’t have a recording device or paper readily available. Pulled to the side of the road, I found paper and pencil and tried to write some of what he was saying. Most importantly was what he said after saying, “Without your permission I carried you.” He said, “As I carry you without your permission, I have placed people in you that you must carry in your heart.” “Some may hate and even try to destroy you, but you must yet carry them and hope for them that some day they may recognize that you helped God keep them alive. Your prayers, your mothering them, even without their knowing it. You saw what they were doing to you. You took the pain, but yet carried them with the hope and love of a mother who believes that someday they will come to themselves, shake off the hatred of the old woman and live. Until then, as I carry you without your permission, you must also carry them without their even knowing.

It hit me in my chest like someone punched me. It was powerful and straight to the point. Sometimes we don’t just don’t think. Even when we did not know God as God, he “Without our permission carried us. Now it is our time as warriors for God to act like we are his children and do as he does and not as minds of sin will say do. Had God looked at our actions and inactions, he would never have carried us. Not only did he carry us, but he gave his son to die for us. So when your selfish self try to take over, remember that you owe God to at the least help carry someone who may today not be loveable, but through your displaying the love of God, they may learn because you decided to obey God and carry someone without their knowing it.

You never know who God has praying for you and you never know who your angel in disguise may be. With pride I agree to carry you in spite of how you may view me. You see, my love for God out weigh’s my dissatisfactions, dislikes and doubts. I thank God for choosing me to help carry you. Cr. Ms. Alice B. Nixon-Barr, April 2011. This work is not to be duplicated in any form, placed in a retrieval system or used in any medium, without the written permission of the above named author. Cr.

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