The White Flag

    I was praying recently about some things that I was sick and tired of dealing with in my life. If I can’t fix it, get a grip on it or get over it, I need the author and finisher of my faith to take over and show me how to get free. So, I was praying and asking to see what the reasons were, what caused me to think the way I did about some things, what door did I open, and how to tear down strongholds that have hindered me from reaching my destiny. And God, being faithful and righteous and ready to help, began to put a vision before my eyes.

    I saw Jesus standing right there with me in all my attempts and failures, the trials and errors, the frustration and short-lived victories. He is standing there waiting for me to hand it over to Him, once and for all. I began to talk to Him. “Lord, forgive me for holding onto these things, excuses, justifications, ways of fooling myself”. “Forgive me for believing a lie when the truth was right there all along”. “I can’t do this anymore, I’m tired of my inability to control these situations”. “How do I get free from this”? “Lord, I want to give this to you, completely and totally”. “What will you give to me in exchange to seal the deal”?

    Jesus handed me a folded flag, a banner. It’s pure white. I know the Word says His banner over me is love, acceptance, forgiveness, purity, wholeness. “It’s a royal flag”, He says. “It’s to be used by a royal conqueror, one mighty in battle”. “You break the curse and the stronghold”. “Simply repent of believing and accepting a lie, renounce it, hand it to me, and accept my gift in exchange”. “This is a flag of surrender”. “The battle is over; the fighting has ceased”.

    Ok Lord! I began to call out things that hurt me, things that kept me from being courageous, things that stuck around in the dark corners of my mind and tormented me. I waved that flag of surrender over the things in my life that were bogging me down. The things that hindered my destiny and my quest to know the heart of God. I flew that flag over each named thing that held me back, repenting and renouncing. I laid all those things down in a heap and flew the victorious white flag of surrender over the whole pile! I began to shout and dance and laugh over the mess as Jesus stepped up and lit it all on fire. The bonfire consumed it all! It left nothing. My sacrifice of self-doubt and insecurity, of things I did that weren’t good for me, things I didn’t want to let go of, vaporized in the wind of the Holy Spirit. Even the flag caught fire and burned bright until I had to let it go. It all burned, a sweet-smelling aroma to the nose of God. Gone, forgotten, nothing left but a few ashes tossed into the wind. The Bible says God forgets our sin the minute we repent. It is as far from Him as the east is from the west.

    I felt light, empty of a burden, free and happy. Jesus lifted an urn and poured the oil of gladness over my head. He then poured the wine of His spirit over me, and then again, the oil of anointing. He said, “you are leaving all of this behind, it is gone, erased from our memory”. “Your new season begins, new life and vitality”. “Good things”.

    How Great is our God. I am in awe. Jeremiah 23:11.

Author: Carol O'Brion

I'm a Christian writer who just wants to love others and see them prosper in an abundant life. I love to sit in the presence of the Lord and converse with Him about what is in His heart. I love to go to Heaven in the Spirit and walk the streets of that glorious city. I hope you enjoy what the Lord has given me to write.

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