Glorifying His Name – 2-11-20

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I wanted to give praise to the Lord tonight for getting me through so much.  I am so thankful.  I have felt Him with me all my life, in the good times and in the bad.  There have been times I shut Him out because I didn’t want to go His way.  I had my own path ironed out.  He let me go and see how that would work for me.

In the past ten years, He has been so close and answered my prayers in such a way that I knew He was there.  After our daughter passed away, we took in her two small children, ages 1 and 2.  I was about 55 then.  So you can imagine my age with a house to take care of, office work, laundry, and now two babies like having twins.  Sometimes I would sit in the chair with one on one side and one on the other.  They would cry because they were sleepy so I’d cry with them.  About an hour later I’d wake up realizing we had all fallen to sleep.

Jesus was with us.  He gave me the ability to spin a yarn so after I tucked them in at night I would type away on a book.  They were about living life in the country in the 1940’s.  I published one in print and the rest were e-readers.  I was just happy to accomplish something that relaxed me so much.

On the days I would be tired and had so much facing me, I’d ask God for energy.  I remember miracles some days where I got everything accomplished and felt like I could still run to town, which was probably six miles as the crow flies.  I don’t like complaining at all.  My mama’s siblings picked cotton before they could even go to school.  My mama was too little so she sat under the shade tree.  No, complaining always makes me feel guilty.

One day I was so busy I’d have to ask the Lord for His peace.  He’d give it to me, but then I’d have to soon ask again.  He’d give it to me again.  He finally said, ‘stop some efficiency’.  I had studied the story of Martha complaining to Jesus about Mary sitting at His feet.  I soon realized that good part would not be taken from me and it was a good thing.  I would swing for hours as I watched the children play, and I’d pray.  So it became known as my prayer swing.

I asked the Lord to give me rest one time and fell asleep in that thing for an hour.  But not with the children playing in the yard.  That was about ten years ago and as I look back now, I wouldn’t take anything for any of it.  We learn and grow in our struggles when we rest in our faith and trust in Jesus.  He walked the dirt roads in our woods with me.  He spoke to me in so many ways.  He answers prayer.  I know it’s a dark world out there, but we don’t have to be a part of it.  God meets us right where we are in whatever our circumstances are and He wraps us in His peace and protection.  He makes a way.  He is everything to me.

So tonight I just wanted to publicly thank Him for all He has done for me.  There is a place that He has prepared for us and my hope lies in being with Him through eternity.  He has shown me so much.  So if you read these posts on this site, just remember that it was in my struggles when He showed me these things.  It was in my prayer closet He gave me revelation, and it was in my swing He spoke to me.  With everything to juggle each day, He made a way for us to have time together.  And it continues even today.

Many mornings I wake with a song in my head and don’t even know the words to it.  I can usually google a couple words and the song will come up.  Recently it was Some Through The Fire.  And I can ask Him a question and turn in the bible to His answer.  And why not?  He’s right here by my side.

Prayer closets and prayer swings are a good thing.  There sure is a lot to pray about.

Repost of Protection from 3-11-18

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I had called this Deception B4 Rapture.  Yes, that was true, but the main thing was the light to get what we need from while walking in the darkness of deception before the rapture.  It stayed on my mind to repost this and this morning two other sisters in Christ had similar dreams with the same meaning so that was my confirmation.

On March 11, 2018, I dreamed I was walking with two grandchildren. We had left some people that were going to sleep. (There are many going to sleep these days.) We walked into a land that was something like Alice in Wonderland. We would meet creatures or see abandoned rides like in an abandoned theme park. The land was dark and dreary. There was no color anywhere, and nothing was as it seemed. We would see a light in an abandoned home and would be able to go in for food or rest, whatever we needed, then move on. Sometimes we would find a ride that was functioning and could get on it like a slide to go faster or something we could sit on to move quicker, and there would be another light in an abandoned home that we could go into, then move on again. There were others on rides but no one laughing. I would pick up trash here and there but there was no place to dispose of it, and nobody else cared or wanted to talk about it. It was as if they just rather ignore it.
I saw the grandchildren’s mother and she was trying to tell me something. She passed away years ago so I knew she wasn’t supposed to be there. Nothing there was real, except the light in the abandoned homes.  If I had not known her face before me then was a deception, I could have been led into another direction.
This land was full of deception and people I saw were like the old saying – Asleep. They just hadn’t laid down yet.
The children and I were separated a bit, but as I began to walk toward what I felt was the center of this place, I saw the children again. They were walking toward the center and there were a few others that made it. We were finally out of that dark and dreary place of deception.
When we got to the center, it was very colorful. We looked up as the sky changed. It appeared as if we were standing at the bottom of a pool and looking up to the sun beyond the water’s surface. There weren’t many of us gathered there, but I saw the lady in front of me as her arms left her side and flew upward, then she was gone. It was as if she were shot out of a cannon. Then a small person went up and the water or air made a swirl behind her in the shape of a heart. Someone close by yelled ‘that was one of the angels’! I believe they may have been speaking of the children but I don’t know. Then my arms left my side and flew upward, and I was gone. I felt myself going very fast, then I woke. I know we will meet Jesus in the clouds as scripture says.
On March 12, 2018, my dreams were all about rapture. One door would open and I would hear ‘almost home’. Another door would open and I would hear ‘catch away’. I dreamed all night of rapture but the only memory I have of that night were the doors and what I would hear as they opened.
I thought I had heard the phrase ‘catch away’ before but couldn’t remember. I looked it up to make sure it was biblical. I found it in Matthew 13, specifically 19-21. A commentary said that some may have started out as being an excited Christian and just fell asleep or abandoned it. Maybe the hardship or persecution was too much. The scripture explained the dreams.
The main thing for the body of Christ is to stand strong. I kept thinking when God’s children are gone, there will be no light left. The only light we have in us is the light of Jesus.
On April 15, I saw a comment about we are in the time of deception. This dream is symbolic of God’s protection and provision when we went into the lighted, abandoned homes. Because of that we made it through and persevered. Our ears and eyes were open to His leading and He led us out. He took us home. I’ve had more on that and have seen more on that so it’s being called to our attention. May God bless and keep you in all your ways as you lean on Him with hope, faith, and trust.
Psalm 27:11 2 Chronicles 7:15 Proverbs 3:5-6 Psalms 28:7 Matthew 6:25 Deuteronomy 28 Psalm 91

GRACE! 1-10-20

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Sometimes as I’m waking the adversary comes in and attempts to plant thoughts in my mind to ruin my day.  If I’m not fully awake and don’t have use of all my faculties, his scheme works for a bit.  It makes me think of those that don’t lean on Jesus that this happens to and they go on believing they are nothing and nobody.

As I was waking on January 8th, 2020, thoughts ran through my head that I’ve done it all wrong.  God is so fed up with me he gave me over to the adversary and that’s who I hear from now.  I was trying so get awake and thinking, ‘Oh God, please still want me’.  It wasn’t long that a voice came in and it wasn’t a smooth voice.  It was a voice like one that comes storming out of a waterfall and echoes far and near “GRACE”!

I had no trouble whatsoever getting awake and standing at attention.  My day began with a bounce and the song that says heaven came down and Glory filled my soul played in my head.  I’m so thankful for His loving GRACE!  The gift from above through Jesus Christ, and His tender mercies.  I’m thankful I don’t have to make this walk alone, and I don’t have to fear that I ever will.  He will never leave me nor forsake me.

When we call out to the Lord, He rescues us.

 

 

 

Blood Pressure Down – 12-24-19

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Let the peaceful sound of birds and crickets lower your blood pressure. Life can be very stressful if you get caught up in it. I stopped by the huge lake in our town as I was going home and soaked up some sunset, hence the picture. The water was like glass.

Have you ever sat and watched a cork bob in the water? Your world is stopped and there’s nothing but the soft ground below you, the never ending sky above you, and that expanse of water in front of you that you can’t see through. It’s holding mysteries that you are waiting to see bob that cork.

Even the birds wait to see and the crickets cheer you on. The rabbit peaking out of the woods smells the coffee in your thermos and the sandwiches in your basket. Don’t forget Grandma’s layers of chocolate cake. They’re the best.

The story of Martha and her sister Mary in Luke 10 remind me of sitting before the Lord waiting for the cork to bob while the world around you bustles by.

I have those bustling times too. One of those bustling times, the Spirit said to me ‘drop some efficiency’.

That sounds like the perfect gift for the day we celebrate Jesus’ birthday. Sit at His feet.  He’s one we don’t have to buy a present for.  He just wants our presence.

The Right Thing 12-6-19

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A precious sister in Christ called me with so much excitement that she couldn’t contain herself.  She yelled, “I got a God story!”  I said, “Tell it!  Tell it!”

She said, “My husband was getting my new tv put up that I got on clearance for $75.20 and he dropped it.”

I said, “That’s your God story?”

She laughed, “No!  He told me to put it back in the box and tell them it broke in the box.  I told him we have to do the right thing and God will honor it.”

She kept talking to him to get him to understand and finally said, “You get it?”  He said, “Not yet I don’t.”

She called the store and they had two left and said she could have another one for the same price even though the sale was off.  She stopped by her mailbox on the way and a check was in her mailbox for $75.20 where she had not been using rewards on her credit card for years.  I don’t think she even knew she had rewards.

She was jumping up and down and went on to the store for her tv replacement.  The district manager was in the store and told this sweet sister that she didn’t owe anything for the tv.  I imagine her husband got the message of the two times blessing.  Doing the right thing and honoring God in it reflects His honoring us.  The Lord knew she was trying to show God’s blessings in a lesson before it even happened and He honored that according to her faith.

I just love God stories.  It feels like a snuggle under a warm blanket with a cup of hot cocoa.

God bless you at this time of year that we celebrate the birth of our Savior.  Spread the God stories around.  Those stories of light will kick the dark stories to the curb.

Blessings and Love ~

(picture above taken by me on a frosty gift of a morning)

Peaceful Silence 10-13-19

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Words are so powerful ~ We cut and we kill, but give account we will.

I love the silence and I’m more aware of its power lately as I feel the need to keep silent.  Words and the heart say so much as words tell us what’s on a person’s heart.  Out of the heart the mouth speaks, and guarding our tongue keeps our soul from trouble.

If I had known the power of words in my youth, not even half of them would have escaped through the gate that should have been so guarded.  I sat in the swing this morning with the feeling of the Holy Spirit coming over me and felt the need to repent of words.

I opened my bible to Matthew 12 where it spoke of words – so powerful a verse.  Whether writing or speaking, guard the words that escape.

The flesh man cannot live in the wilderness, fasting and being alone with God.  Hurts and unforgiveness dealt with there in the secret place of peaceful silence.

Jesus 9-29-19

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When we find ourselves in the wilderness of loneliness, God will speak the most.  And if we speak as a true pastor, messenger, prophet – we will find ourselves in this loneliness.  For speaking as a true child of God means we speak unpopular things and in an unpopular way.  Jesus will never leave us nor forsake us.  He was not accepted by His own, therefore he was not able to do many works there.  He pressed forward.

The wilderness makes us see things from a distance like the church buildings with man’s interpretations of the scripture.  Dip or sprinkle, Saturday or Sunday, uniform in worship or running to the alter, offerings taken up or dropped in a basket when leaving, praying to Jesus or Mary, repenting or leaving it to God as to where we spend eternity.  Whatever the difference, its a difference that keeps the children of God from worshipping together.  The church building was to be a house of prayer for the church.

We were meant to love, worship, and help together.  There was a box in the pet store for donations.  It ran over with pet food.  A box in the grocery store was empty.  My heart went out to the undocumented orphans being raised by disabled elderly grandparents.

I saw a bird this morning singing to all creation from branch to branch with leaves before his face.  The true pastors, messengers, and prophets will continue to sing of Jesus from place to place, but it will not be our light that man sees but the light of Jesus in us.  We have no light of our own for it is His work we proclaim and not our work for we do the work of the Father in Heaven, from where all blessings flow.

It is the fruit of His words and His works that we put out in love, joy, and kindness with peace, patience, and faithfulness.  Against these things there is no law.  We point the way of the ancient paths, the good way where there is rest for the souls.  For the world does not see Him and cannot accept Him, but we see Him-the Spirit of Truth.  Christ does not leave us as orphans but with a Comforter whether on the mountain top or in the valley of wilderness.

So we sing.  We sing with our face behind a branch of His love and His saving grace.  Where there is hope in this fallen world, and joy and love beyond the comprehension of the minds of mortal man.

Galatians 5:22-23    Jeremiah 6:16    Micah 6:8    John 14:15-30    Isaiah 58

(picture from the shores of Alabama)