Lips





Nothing feels as good as lips without cold sores.

A cold sore is an infection, generally on the lip, that begins as a hot itchy tingling, until it becomes swollen from the inside, showing up like a puffy blister on the outside of the affected area. It has the ability to make the victim feel very miserable, lethargic, depressed, irritated, and upset. It’s like an entire head cold condensed into one tiny spot. And if you touch it at all, it will spread double across the lips. 

They are very painful and take more than a week for the wound to fade, if it’s picked at during the healing process, the cold sore will scar the lip, leaving traces of uneven pink dots on the lip  that show up when in different temperatures. 

Generally you either get them or you don’t. I’m the former. I have always managed to get these when I am either very tired, had too much sugar, change of season, touching my lips too much, being upset too often, stress, or instead of a cold.

Often as soon as I would feel the tingle I knew what would be coming and no pill or remedy has been quick enough to stop it once the hot tingle is felt.

I’ve tried pressing onion halves against the lip until it burns like mad, lipsyne pills, cold sore pills, bepanthem cream, carmex, lip balms, scratching them to speed up the process, different poultices, drinking a lot of water, etc etc the list goes on, and none of those manage to reduce the infection quickly and effectively.

Knowing that there is no quick fix, over the past years I have simply let them be when they come, try not to touch my face, and lastly, pray for my lips.

And from years of experience I know for sure and certain when I’m about to get a cold sore and not just a pimple etc, but I’ve found the more I’ve prayed over my lips and rebuked the cold sores from coming upon them, the outcome of my prayers have become more obvious, as I find the faith to choose to believe that no, I don’t have to put up with this any longer.

A prayer that I’ve prayed and memorised a lot has been from various scriptures speaking into my current issue:

Lord, thank you that you love me, thank you for your healing power that resides within me by your Holy Spirit. Cold sore, I speak to you in the name of Jesus, you have no right to remain in my body for I am a child of the most high God. He himself in his body on the tree bore my sin, sickness and disease that by his stripes I would be healed and made whole.
I speak to any infection trying to come upon me, be healed in Jesus name, you have no rights for I am a temple of the Holy Spirit. I speak to my lips to function as they were created to function, to the skin cells to be normal in Jesus name, I speak to the tingling and itch to be gone in the name of Jesus. Thank you Father for your provision of healing and the power that you have given me through your son Jesus, thank you Lord.
In Jesus Name, amen.

Literally just last night driving home from work I could feel a cold sore coming up and I felt my heart sink, that’s the last thing I need or want! But after I got home I looked at myself in the mirror remembering who God has called me to be. It’s not about works so no one can boast, but His victory is in my identity now and He does not withhold good from those He loves. I need to remember these things when the devil comes at me saying that I shouldn’t bother praying because I don’t deserve it. So I prayed anyway. I woke up this morning to a smooth lip. I said to God, I don’t think I’ll ever stop being astounded by His goodness, not that I doubt He can be so good, but because of the fact that He still is, despite all that I am.

God hears our prayers. He doesn’t desire our demise, He is but a breath away, and is urging us to take up our true identity of authority over darkness, confidence in the righteousness won for us, trust in the power of the name of Jesus, honest faith in the face of adversity by believing what He says, glorifying our Saviour with how we live our lives.


1 John 4:4
Isaiah 53:4-5
1 Peter 2:24
Luke 10:19
Matthew 10:8
Matthew 28:18-20

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Home

I've watched the sparks fly upward
I've caught the sunlight rays
I've hiked the hardest mountains
And raced the emus on the plains

I've seen the natives of this nation
I've met Aussies here and there
I've trekked across a sunburnt land
Where the precious water's rare

I've camped upon her rocky earth
I've howled the dingoes at night
I've heard how loud the foxes bark
And I've watched the wedgies fly

I've felt the outback's bitter cold
I've smelled the summer breeze
Travelled over gravelled roads
From desertland to trees

I've dusted red my riding boots
I've been to where I've never been
For what it's worth I know they're fair
Our colours of gold and green

In my heart I swell with pride
For this country wild and free
To know that I will always belong
In this wide brown land for me

- olivia jane 

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Withheld Words


Take me back to when I was a child
Where the insecurities hadn’t found me
To when I was oblivious and free
From the weight of responsibility 
No one told me that as an adult
I would fail under pressure
And no one knew that I’d become
Afraid and insecure
I’d like to know what I’d be like
I’d like to know if I’d be different
If my childhood growing up 
Had an alternative previously written
I cannot place the blame
For I’ve never had all the answers
But I know there’s things I wish I could change
That I know would be for the better
Do you believe me when I say
That I’m not like this in my head?
My actions have always lined up with
All the things I’ve said
But you haven’t heard the half of it
I am better than you think
I’m afraid that as I live my life
Half of me will continue to sink
This breath I keep replenishing
Always forces me to live
But I find no joy in having to withhold
The words I want to give

~ olivia jane

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Emptiness

So why am I still standing here?
Why am I still holding back from You?
You've given me a faith that can move a mountain
but I'm still playing in the sand
building little kingdoms that'll never stand
I hear You call me out into deeper waters
but I settle on the shallow end
I’m so tired of standing here
What if I gave everything to You?

The only place where I can experience a revelation from God is when I reach the point of coming to myself and asking why am I still standing here?
Like the prodigal son, who realises that he is in a pig pen eating the food of animals when the least in his father's house gets better than this. (Lk 15:17-20)
What am I doing?
Chasing the desires of the flesh only outlines the emptiness in a heart, the place where only water from an endless well can fill.
But my heart is not the well, Christ is, and the only way that I am satisfied in Him is if I continue to draw from that everlasting well.
The well of life.

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Blindness

Love blinds. Emotion blinds. Ignorance doesn't know and apathy doesn't care.

"Can beauty come out of ashes?" - Ashes, Celine Dion

I have so much at my fingertips directly from my heart but it's so difficult to get that out on a page.

You can't wake someone who is pretending to be asleep. And I know that, so I don't know why it makes me so angry when they won't wake up. I suppose it's not my job to keep people awake, to keep them on the straight and narrow. I'm not God. But when does my personal responsibility end and theirs begin?

What do you see?

"Everything. That is my curse." - Sherlock Holmes

It is better to see everything and feel it all than to be ignorantly blind and not have to suffer seeing anyone else's pain.

Maybe they are blind because they wouldn't be able to handle sight.

Can alcohol and sweet food bear your burden? Or do they hide, for a little while, the ache, the pain, the feelings, the want, the desires you are too afraid to endure? How does numbing heal a wound if you just let it fester? I can't bear your burden if you aren't vulnerable.

"Bear one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ." - Galatians 6:2

I've had to do hard things. Everyone has had to do hard things. You just have to be brave enough.

"If you fail under pressure, your strength is too small." - Proverbs 24:10

Do you think you can cure your inner longings with yourself? Like trying to chase out darkness with more darkness.

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Crowns

That’s when my pride 
rang the doorbell 
to my false humility:
all the guilt had piled on
the coals upon my head,
and all I knew was that 
I knew full well they couldn’t see
that their intention of praise and glory,
I had turned to shame instead.
So honestly I opened up 
my infected wounded pride,
and everyone saw to their surprise,
the angry child inside.
For I’d often take to beating her
when the golden idol flaked,
and giving her the third degree
for whatever was at stake.
But the mask was never guilty,
it was glad to hear applause;
whenever it would show its face,
the crowds would beg for more.
Yet I never thought to consider myself
an enemy to love;
my pride became the crowds I pleased,
not the audience above.
For as the whipping girl hides away,
and sees my hollow victories,
she shouldn’t have to bruise herself
to find the gracious me.
I know we all have better sides
that we use to gain approval,
but that little girl is really me!
How could I be so brutal?
So maybe if I’m a little kind,
and lay my weapons down,
maybe she could hold my hand
as I help straighten her crown.

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Selfish Love


Do you see the way your love is all about you?

When they say self love,
this isn’t what they mean.

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