AuthorDonna Martelli is a Christian freelance writer who is passionate about sharing the wealth of knowledge that the Lord has given her in her 30+ years of loving and serving Him. She has written three books, course manuals, book summaries, blogs, articles, and devotionals for many ministries, including but not limited to John 3:16 Ministries, Inc., Pastor Duke Tabor, and Faithwriters. Donna writes out of her own varied life experiences, including those of dancer, instructor, file clerk, business owner, real estate salesperson, wife and mother. Her goal in writing is to glorify God and to bless and help people reach their full potential in this life. She lives in Indianapolis, Indiana, is married with five children and 12 grandchildren. Archives
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5/16/2023 An Open Letter to My FamilyOh, how I love all of you! How I wish for your peace, health, prosperity, and happiness. I see your busy days and endless activity, all in search of these things. I feel your walls up around me. You don’t want to hear from me. Yet, I have what you’re looking for! I have peace, health, prosperity, and happiness. I have answers to your nagging questions and calm where you have conflict. I know because I used to be like you. I want you to know the joy that I know and experience the richness of life I experience. I want you to have real fun, be a part of the real party, and be blessed all the days of your life here and throughout the life to come. Yet, you refuse the only One Who can give you the desires of your heart. I did that for a long time. I had to lose all hope before I gave my heart to Him. No one told me like I am telling you.
I’ve been to your parties. You sing, shout, and raise your hands to the god of this world, who has blinded your minds to the truth and wants only to destroy you. You allow spirits into your body that will kill you. I can’t be a partaker of that! Please come to my party! We sing and shout and raise our hands to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, Who is the Truth and gives us abundant life. We invite the Holy Spirit to live in us, and He gives us overflowing joy. You accept and practice customs that are foreign to God’s Word, yet you think I’m strange for not allowing drunkenness and fornication in my home. I can’t side with God’s enemy on these or other matters. Once you have experienced the originals, the counterfeits are unattractive. What do I mean? Fornication is the devil’s cheap counterfeit of a gift of God. Sex is that gift if it is within His parameters (marriage). Drunkenness? What a poor substitute for joy in the Holy Spirit! On the other hand, many things I allow into my home are foreign to you, such as prayer, praise, worship, and heavenly visitations. Please open your heart before it is too late! No one will force you, not even God Himself. He loves you! He sent His Son to set you free. We have different masters and will never have true fellowship like this. That does not mean that I am better than you. I know all about your life. I used to live it. But you don’t know about my life with Him. You have never seen It. What made this schism between us? I said “yes” to Jesus. Won’t you at least consider doing the same? Whether you do or not, I love you. However, we have no relationship other than a surface thing. Isn’t that tedious after all of this time? You serve the temporary god of this world. I serve Jesus, Who will rule and reign on this earth forever. You belong to this world. I belong to the Kingdom of Heaven. The end of the god of this world is terrible. The Lord’s kingdom has no end. The good news is that you can defect! I did. Won’t you come over to Jesus? Just surrender. Give your heart to Him; tell Him you are sorry for trying to live without Him. Receive His forgiveness and thank Him for loving you so much that He died a grueling death in your place so you could go free. Thank Him that when He rose from His grave, He defeated all the control that the god of this world ever had on you. Without Him, we would have no choice. He made it possible for us to defeat the kingdom of darkness. Won’t you come on over? He is the only way. Above and beyond this life, there is eternity. We all have eternal life but can choose where to spend it. Before you is life and death. You have the opportunity to choose life. God never sent anyone to hell. He gave us a choice. He is calling you to come to Him. He made the way out! Come on! I love you!
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5/16/2023 Spiritual Lessons From Natural Things"Iron sharpens iron, and one man sharpens another." Touring the kitchen of a family-owned restaurant, I noticed a chef sharpening his knives. It is interesting to watch him do this as he rubs the knife blade against a sharp tool, ensuring it is as sharp as possible. The friction of the two causes heat, but ultimately both are sharpened. We see the same procedure in old movies where the blacksmith sharpens his tools. The process is the same whether the devices are aluminum, iron, or steel. These physical illustrations illustrate the point of a spiritual reality. I recently had a problem with the actions of another. I was determined to tell her how it was, but I first discussed the situation with a close friend. I was adamant that she must repent, but my friend told me, "Give her time." This iron sharpened me. My friend helped me see myself. Although I had the facts right, I was not operating in love. The person's sin offended me, but how much had my sin offended God? When I was far from Him, He did not leave me but continued loving me. He showed me that my way of operating without Him was not working. My friend told me that if I continued judging her, I would be playing with fire, I realized that my job is to love her, and the Holy Spirit will convict her. Again, I must "give her time," just as the Lord gave me time to repent when I was in sin. Honestly, my friend sharpened me, but did I sharpen him? I think I did because he grew in faith as he ministered truth to me. We came out of our conversation as two humans who were more like Christ in our hearts. I liken this to the chef's actions as he sharpened his knives. The rubbing together and the resulting friction produced more keenly honed instruments in both cases. |