Peanuts and Postcards

Last week I flew with Kelly to DC to visit my Dad and stepmother. I was excited for this trip, because I felt I had truly shed some bondage I carried in this relationship. During the deliverance process, I've often looked at my Dad and picked out lots of ugliness in him, and generational spirits I have obtained from him.

I've done this to the point that I feel like I was almost piling on him. So I think this next part is pretty awesome.

We were on the plane and the flight attendant was handing out cookies and peanuts. As I was eating my 13-14 peanuts, the Spirit took me to the memory of all the times my Dad traveled for work, and how he wrote postcards and almost always brought peanuts for me. He WAS thinking of me, wanting to show me love when he was absent. Whether he sacrificed his bag of peanuts or asked for another, it doesn't matter.

The Lord can bring things loving memories to us, and the enemy wants to keep them from us. Honestly, my most vivid postcard memory is the time he didn't finish one or forgot it, so he filled it out at the kitchen table with me sitting there. For some reason, I was really upset by this, and of course, I remember that more than the nearly 100 he sent me from TDY in Florida. He always addressed them "Master Brett Cassidy"...and I felt like the most important person in the world.

Wow, God just gave me that extra memory to wash over any rejection I would feel from dredging up that negative feeling.

I prayed last night that the Lord would continue to help me root out the cockroaches, the toxic garbage in my past...AND I also asked that he would continue to unveil memories of Love and Joy that I have with the same people, that I see them how He sees them.

Peanuts and postcards...pretty powerful tools.