Agreement

"I agree."

That simple phrase has more power than I ever understood. Picture a man standing in front of a judge, hand on a Bible, right hand raised in a solemn oath, stating, "I will." Picture writing your signature on a binding contract. Picture the couple facing each other and saying, "I do."

The power of "I agree" has the same power, and I believe, goes even deeper.

The kids at school teased me and said I was stupid. I agreed.
The coach said I was lazy. I agreed.
My imagination told me I was unattractive. I agreed.

Every day, we are bombarded with the opportunity to come into agreement with the truth or lies. We agree through the power of our mind, our tongue, and our behavior. Even the names we apply to things and people form the release of the power of agreement.

There is a spiritual principle behind this power. The scripture that says, "Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree abut anyting you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven." (Matthew 18:19 NIV) is a basis for agreement with God's truths.

Think about how this applies to the organization of your home. Huh? Are you kidding? Nope. I'm not kidding.
Example: the Junk Drawer. You gave it a name. We live up to our names. Things live up to their names. Names carry destiny. Calling someone by a name can be a curse or a blessing. The act of declaration and action (putting junk in the drawer) shows that we agree with that name. And it most certainly does become the junk drawer. Which may be its purpose . . .

So here's what I'm thinking:

"Yeah, I never can find anything in this room." You're right. You never can. Because every time you say it, you give it a name and declare it to be the I-can-never-find-anything-in-this-room room. Oddly, it is the room where people don't care any more and just toss stuff in. Funny how that seems to actually work.

Ever think about the people who say, "I'm terrible with names." They are! They're terrible! Why do they keep perpetuating the same lack of memory over themselves and their poor victims. They keep saying they can't remember, and by golly, they can't.

I've actually tried some experiments this year. I wrote down my goal for weight loss. By writing it down, I came into agreement with the truth that I can lose weight, that I was destined to lose weight. I had a plan. I committed. To date, I've lost 27 pounds this year. I wrote down everything I ate and every workout I did, giving me clear, realistic understanding of my day's intake and burn. There was accountability and agreement with the plan and destiny of being healthy.

I began telling myself that I am a powerful woman. I'm no longer a spineless wimp, with no willpower. I have things to accomplish. I have things to say. And it's happening. I'm learning a ton at my new job. I'm taking on the finishing of my book, creating a seminar, and developing more ways to create income for my family.

I started asking God to give me the ability to remember people's names. It's happening. And it's WAY more fun than forgetting names and going blank. It's a blast to say the person's name again later, and see how it blesses them that you know their name.

All this to say: What if? What if there really is truth in the power of agreement (what lie/truth have you adopted and agreed with?), the power of our own declarations (saying things that either curse or bless others and ourselves), the power of writing it down (another form of agreement that makes things happen and get remembered), and the power of names (giving things and people names worthy of living up to)?

It just might create opportunities for some very important changes. Why not try?


(c) 2011 Sheri Smith Bertolini