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The Illusion of Safety

~ Observant Servant ~ 1 Comment

There are moments when we feel safe simply because everything around us looks calm.

Nothing pressing. Nothing obvious. Nothing threatening.

Yet, Scripture reminds us that not all danger announces itself.

Sometimes it is hidden… quiet… waiting.

That’s what makes presumption so dangerous. It doesn’t feel like rebellion. It feels like ease. Like familiarity. Like confidence that slowly drifts into carelessness.

There have been seasons in my life where everything felt calm. Nothing pressing. Nothing obvious. Nothing threatening. And in that calm, I drifted. Not into obvious sin, but into quiet neglect. Prayer became shorter. Discernment became duller. I stopped asking the Lord before stepping into conversations, decisions, and situations. I assumed I was safe.

But safety without vigilance is not safety at all.

The battlefield does not disappear simply because I’ve grown familiar with it. The enemy does not retreat simply because I carry the name “Christian.” If anything, Scripture calls me deeper into awareness, not away from it. This life was never meant to be lived casually. It was meant to be lived watchfully… prayerfully… dependent.

I was reminded of this through a line that stayed with me:

“The error of ‘assumption’ or ‘presumption’ on a field of battle is catastrophic! Walking casually down a city street where it is ‘presumed’ there are no more enemy insurgents is often a regrettable choice. Similarly, it would be an exceptionally regrettable choice to ‘presume’ that simply because we bear the name ‘Christian’ we can stroll in oblivion through enemy-held territory unscathed.” — Jamie Walden, Omega Dynamics

That truth settles deep.

Spiritually, we are not walking through neutral ground. We are walking through enemy territory that requires awareness… dependence… and discernment. The danger is not always in what I can see. Sometimes it is in what I assume is no longer there.

David understood this tension. He had walked closely with God, seen His faithfulness, known His presence. And yet, he still prayed:

“Keep back your servant also from presumptuous sins; let them not have dominion over me! Then I shall be blameless and innocent of great transgression.” — Psalm 19:13

That prayer humbles me.

It reminds me that even a heart that loves God can drift if it is not continually yielded. That I am not above blind spots. That I am not immune to subtle compromise. Presumption says, “I’m fine.” Humility says, “Lord, keep me.”

There is a difference between confidence in God and carelessness in His presence. True confidence draws me closer. It keeps me listening. It keeps me dependent. Presumption distances me. It assumes I already know, already see, already understand.

But I don’t.

I don’t want to walk through enemy territory with my guard down, assuming I won’t be touched. I don’t want to rely on yesterday’s obedience to carry me through today’s battles. I don’t want to confuse familiarity with faithfulness.

What I want is to remain aware. That is the posture I want to carry.

I want to walk with a quiet sensitivity to the Holy Spirit, to pause when He nudges, to pray before I proceed and to stay teachable, even in places I think I’ve already mastered.

The safest place is not where I feel strongest. It is where I remain most dependent.

Maybe that is the invitation hidden in all of this… not to live in fear of the battlefield, but to live in constant awareness of the One who walks with me through it. To trade presumption for surrender. To trade assumption for attentiveness. To trade casual steps for intentional ones.
The illusion of safety is often where vigilance fades.

I don’t want to walk casually through places where I should be prayerful. I don’t want to rely on yesterday’s strength for today’s battle.

I want to stay close. Listening. Aware. Led.

Lord, keep me from the quiet drift into presumption. Where I have grown casual, awaken me again. Teach me to walk watchfully, to remain dependent, and to stay close to Your voice. Guard my heart from what I cannot see, and lead me in truth. Let me not mistake familiarity for safety. Keep me near, keep me aware, and keep me faithful. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Illusion of Safety

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Are There Fruit Flies in Your Spiritual Fruit?

~ Observant Servant

There was a bowl of fruit sitting on the counter the other morning. Nothing special about it at first glance. Just apples, a peach, a few berries. But when I walked past it later in the day, I noticed the small, familiar swirl of fruit flies hovering above it.

Not many. Just enough to tell me something had begun to turn.

Fruit flies are strange little creatures. They do not show up when fruit is healthy and whole. They are drawn to what has started to decay, even if the change is barely visible from the outside.

That small moment stayed with me longer than I expected. It made me stop and quietly ask the Lord a question I don’t ask often enough.

Are there fruit flies in my spiritual fruit?

Jesus said, “Ye shall know them by their fruits.” — Matthew 7:16

Not by our words. Not by our intentions. Not by how busy we are doing good things. By our fruit.

And Paul describes that fruit so clearly in Galatians:
“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance.” — Galatians 5:22–23

When the Spirit of God is cultivating a life, those qualities begin to grow quietly and steadily. Love that is patient. Peace that is not shaken by every storm. Gentleness toward people who do not always deserve it. Self-control when emotions would rather take over.

But if I am honest, there have been seasons when the fruit in my own life looked good from a distance while something small inside had already started to turn.

Sometimes tainted spiritual fruit does not look dramatic.

It can look like serving faithfully while quietly carrying resentment toward someone.

It can look like speaking truth, but without tenderness.

It can look like continuing in ministry while patience with people begins to thin.

Sometimes it shows up when we care more about being right than we do about someone being restored. Sometimes it appears when joy slowly drains out of our obedience and what remains is duty.

And sometimes the fruit flies gather around something even more subtle. A small place of pride. A hidden offense we never released. A weariness that hardened into cynicism.

These things do not always appear overnight. They arrive quietly, like those tiny flies circling unnoticed until the heart pauses long enough to see them.

But the Lord is a gentle gardener. He does not reveal these things to condemn us. He reveals them because He loves healthy fruit.

Jesus said, “I am the vine, ye are the branches: he that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.” — John 15:5

The answer is not striving harder to manufacture better fruit. It is returning to the Vine. Staying close enough to Jesus that His life flows through ours again.

When we do, the Spirit begins quietly restoring what has begun to spoil. Love softens the places that hardened. Peace returns where anxiety tried to settle. Patience grows again where frustration had taken root.

David prayed something I find myself praying more often lately:

“Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts: And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.” — Psalm 139:23–24

It is a humble prayer. A brave one too.

Because it asks the Lord to show us what we might rather ignore. But the beautiful thing about walking with God is that He never exposes decay without offering restoration. He is always ready to prune, cleanse, and renew.

And sometimes the most honest step forward is simply pausing long enough to ask:

Lord, is there anything in my fruit that needs Your touch again?

Lord,

Search my heart and examine the fruit of my life. If there are places where love has grown cold, where pride has quietly taken root, or where bitterness has begun to spoil what You planted, please show me gently. I do not want to carry fruit that misrepresents Your Spirit.

Cleanse what needs cleansing. Prune what needs pruning. Restore the tenderness of heart that reflects You.

Help me remain close to the Vine so that the fruit of my life carries Your love, Your peace, and Your humility. Let my life nourish others rather than repel them.

Thank You for being a patient gardener who never gives up on the branches that belong to You.

In Jesus’ name, amen.

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The Gift of Hate: A Forgotten Weapon for Christian Freedom

~ Observant Servant

There is a kind of language in Scripture that feels strong, almost uncomfortable at first glance.

“Abhor what is evil; cling to what is good.”
— Romans 12:9

That word abhor isn’t mild. It isn’t polite. It means to recoil. To reject something with conviction. And if I’m honest, there have been seasons when I’ve tried to follow Christ without fully embracing that part.

I’ve loved what is good. I’ve pursued growth. I’ve prayed for freedom. But I’ve also, at times, tolerated what God clearly calls harmful. Not because I wanted rebellion, but because some things felt familiar. Some compromises felt small. Some habits didn’t seem urgent enough to confront.

And yet Scripture doesn’t suggest a casual relationship with sin. It doesn’t say “be cautious around evil.” It says abhor it.

That challenges me.

Because this isn’t about hating people. It’s not about harshness or condemnation. It’s about recognizing that sin destroys what God loves. And if I truly love what He loves, I cannot stay neutral toward what harms it.

Psalm 97:10 says, “You who love the Lord, hate evil.”

Love and hate feel like opposites to us, but in this context they’re deeply connected. If I love freedom, I will hate what enslaves. If I love truth, I will hate deception. If I love the people in my life, I will hate whatever seeks to wound or bind them.

I’ve come to realize something uncomfortable: sometimes we stay stuck not because we lack prayer, but because we haven’t fully decided we’re done.

Sin can feel good for a moment. Compromise can feel manageable. Certain patterns can feel like home simply because they’re familiar. And familiarity can dull conviction.

There were times in my own walk when I tried to “manage” certain weaknesses instead of confronting them. I would ask for strength while still secretly tolerating the very thing that kept me bound.

Freedom didn’t begin until tolerance ended.

Hebrews 12:1 tells us to “lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us.” That language is intentional. Lay it aside. Not negotiate with it. Not rename it. Not make peace with it.

Lay it down.

I’ve learned that holy hatred is not loud or dramatic. It’s a quiet resolve. It’s the moment when something in you says, “This is not who I am in Christ anymore.”

It sharpens discernment. Things that once felt gray become clearer. It changes how you pray. You begin praying not casually, but with conviction. You begin asking God to uproot, not just manage.

And yet, even here, humility matters.

Because this is not about self-righteousness. It’s not about looking at someone else’s struggle and feeling superior. It’s about standing before God and saying, “Search me. If there is anything in me that grieves You, I don’t want it.”

Hebrews 5:14 speaks of having our senses trained to discern good from evil. That training happens in the Word. It happens in surrender. It happens when we stop softening language around sin and start calling it what it is.

But we must be careful.

We hate the sin. We never hate the person.

Jesus was unwavering toward evil, yet tender toward the broken. He confronted bondage without crushing the bound. That balance humbles me. I don’t want a heart that is hard. I want a heart that is aligned.

The more I love God, the more I want to love what He loves and reject what diminishes His work in me.

Romans 12:9 does not stand alone. It pairs two commands together: “Abhor what is evil; cling to what is good.”

It is not enough to reject darkness. We must cling to light. Not loosely. Cling.

If there is something in your life that still quietly holds you, maybe the invitation isn’t to try harder. Maybe it’s to become honest enough to say, “Lord, I am tired of this. I don’t want it anymore.”

The day you stop excusing what binds you is often the day freedom begins to feel possible.

Not because you are strong, but because you have decided you agree with God.

And agreeing with Him is always the beginning of liberty.

Father,

Search me gently.

If there is anything in my heart that I have tolerated simply because it felt familiar, bring it into the light. If I have grown comfortable with what You call harmful, awaken me. I do not want to manage what You desire to remove.

Teach me to love what You love and to reject what diminishes Your work in me. Not with harshness. Not with pride. But with clarity. With conviction. With humility.

If there are patterns that still bind me, give me the courage to call them what they are. If I have excused what You have warned against, forgive me. I don’t want partial freedom. I want wholeness.

Lord, purify my loves. Align my heart with Yours. Let my agreement be with truth, not temptation. Strengthen my resolve where I have been weak. Soften my heart where I have grown indifferent.

And as I turn away from what harms, draw me closer to what heals. Help me cling to what is good. Help me rest in what is righteous. Help me remember that Your commands are not burdens — they are protection.

Make my life clean before You. Not performative. Not self-righteous. Just surrendered.

I want to walk free.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen.

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Fruit Inspectors

~ Observant Servant

Stop me if you have heard this one.

“I’m not judging them. I’m just inspecting their fruit”
Have you had an encounter with these “fruit inspectors”?
Maybe they are watching how you worship or even how you pray. I had an encounter a few months ago where I was judged because I didn’t pray they way someone thought I should during corporate prayer. They ridiculed me asking me why I didn’t pray for/about the things they felt I should be praying about or for. And another where because I was struggling, it was insinuated that God was displeased with me. I couldn’t do anything right. It was so bad that I started feeling that God had turned His face from me. That I was a lost cause. It broke me.

So many Christians are so judgemental and not in a loving way at all. They are just straight up mean. And they do it while holding their Bible under the covering of “I’m a fruit inspector. Just doing the Lords work.”
Seriously?
I hear it all the time. The Bible tells us to judge others. We’re to hold our brothers and sister accountable.
Ok.. I get it.
Let’s see what the Bible says.

There are scriptures like Proverbs 31:9 that do say “Open thy mouth, judge righteously…” And we definitely should want our brothers and sisters in Christ to be growing and moving forward. There certainly is a time, a place, and a way to do that, that shows love and truth. The problem is that we don’t see much love and truth. The problem is we don’t fully understand the weight of Matthew 7 that says ‘ do not judge or you too will be judged for in the same way you judge others, you will be judged.

Understand what you are doing when you claim to be a “fruit inspector”. You are saying “God, I know all the ins and outs of this situation, I know every motive hidden or not, and I am just as qualified as you, God, to place judgement on them.” — When you do that, you are saying “God, now judge me.” Is that really what you wanted?

Romans 14:10 says so why do you condemn another believer? why do you look down on another believer? Remember that we will all stand before the judgement seat of God. Each of us will give a personal account to God. Then in verse 13 it says this: So let’s stop condemning each other. Decide instead to live in such a way that wont cause another believer to stumble.
The truth is all this “fruit inspecting” we’re doing does way more damage than anything else. We are showing the world that even us as Christians cannot figure out how to get along. Jesus is love, joy, and peace huh? Let me see it in His followers.

Let me tell you some truth right here. If you really want to make a difference in the world for Jesus, start talking about what you’re for instead of focusing on what you are against. Can you judge other believers? Sure! Absolutely if you want to. But why would you want to? Remember John 3:17 “For God did not send His son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.” If Jesus didn’t come here to condemn people, what makes us think it is our job? If you truly care about helping others grow and become a better person, love them to Jesus. It’s sad that other Christians, even pastors, bash other people under the cover of “righteous judgement”.

There’s nothing wrong at all with helping other people become who they should be in Christ but make sure we are doing it out of love with a pure heart. Not to make us feel better about ourselves. That is self righteousness. For we have all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. That’s why we all have to depend on His righteousness.
And remember, if Jesus didn’t come to condemn them, then maybe you shouldn’t either.

Author: Kelly K. www.kellykministries.com