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Archive for September, 2013

Prayer Request for My Sister-in-law, Jane

One of my sister-in-laws is having some serious health problems and is going to have a heart cath done this afternoon! Please keep her in prayer and hold her up! We know that is one of the things that Jesus has instructed us in and how greater a gift can we give than the giving of love by way of prayer?

Dear Lord, You are the creator of all things, You are the designer of every thing that exists. No being knows more about how we are made, You are also the Great Physician and have instructed us to take our needs before You in prayer. We are following Your instructions Dear Lord and asking that You give Jane and all our family strength and heal her if it is possible and in Your plans Lord! We give You praise, glory and honor Dear Lord, in Jesus wonderful name we so pray! Amen and amen.

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Update on Annie and Prayer Request

Dear friends, Annie is in desperate need of our prayers and is facing many hurdles. Here is an update from her. Please do hold her up in your prayers.

 “I’m asking you to pray for Rey and me Patricia. It has been three years since Rey has worked, we’ve eliminated a car, cut down on expenses, no longer have TV, have darn near exhausted savings and are about 2 months from insolvency, and have an appointment with an attorney soon. I’ve approached my family for help and now I’m approaching my friends for prayers, and counsel.

I have a total ankle replacement in 2 weeks that I’m trying to keep a positive attitude for; but when I suggested to Rey that I put it off (because it’ll require a trip and rehab for 6-9 weeks) to Chicago and a return to Chicago in 12 weeks (which I’ll probably tell the surgeon I can’t do); Rey wouldn’t hear of it. “Annie, this might very we’ll be the last time you have the opportunity to get some facsimile of a life back). I sort have put together a scenario that goes;

have the surgery, and because I have the surgery, I’ll be (eventually, like in a few months-a year) able to walk (not run), and by so doing, lose weight. THe pulmonologist feels that my lung problems, although not completely, are due in good part to my weight (I’ve got a pretty small frame)

If the lungs and my ankles are less problematic, I’ll be able to get in the pool more often and lose weight. The hazards of immobility/sedentary life style are numerous, not the least of which has been on my heart. So, I ask you to pray, pray like only Loopy can pray.

Love, Annie”

Dear Lord, You know the needs of us all, You are the Great Creator! You answer when You are asked, we have to do the asking. We are gathering here to request your help for both Annie and Rey. They are in need of physical help as well as financial help Lord. We have faith in Your promises Lord. And we ask this in Jesus wonderful name! We give you glory and praise Lord! Amen and amen!

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To Mirror Our Maker

To Mirror Our Maker
Make every effort,

to keep short account;

submit sin to God,

no matter amount.

It’s not where we’ve been,

but where we are now.

Are we submitted?

Do Christ we allow?

The last shall be first,

for patience endures;

trust in our Savior,

His Spirit assures.

Reach out to the lost,

share with those in need;

love well each other,

His word we must heed.

It’s impossible,

to please Christ the Lord;

without faith in Him,

hope we must afford.

Let Love lead the way,

to all be it done;

kindness and mercy,

reflecting the Son.

May each heart soon hear,

“My child, well done;”

as we each reflect,

the glorious One.

 

(Responding to Luke 13:22-30)
 

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You that You show us the way unto Yourself. We need only to receive Your grace as we turn from our wicked ways, and allow Your Spirit to renew our hearts and minds. Teach us to fully submit to You, Savior; and help us to obey all that You ask. Forgive us for withholding any area of our lives from Your grace, and show us how to allow Your healing hand to touch every part. As we trust You to renew and equip us, help us to reach out and love others in such a way, that they see You in us. May many come to call You Savior and King, as we give to You our lifelong offering. Amen.

© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present.


Thought for the Day

John 7:18

Authorized (King James) Version (AKJV)

18 He that speaketh of himself seeketh his own glory: but he that seeketh his glory that sent him, the same is true, and no unrighteousness is in him.


The Bread Which Came Down from Heaven

Stained glass at St John the Baptist's Anglica...

Stained glass at St John the Baptist’s Anglican Church http://www.stjohnsashfield.org.au, Ashfield, New South Wales. Illustrates Jesus’ description of himself “I am the Good Shepherd” (from the Gospel of John, chapter 10, verse 11). This version of the image shows the detail of his face. The memorial window is also captioned: “To the Glory of God and in Loving Memory of William Wright. Died 6th November, 1932. Aged 70 Yrs.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

John 6:53-58
Authorized (King James) Version (AKJV)
53 Then Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man, and drink his blood, ye have no life in you. 54 Whoso eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, hath eternal life; and I will raise him up at the last day. 55 For my flesh is meat indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. 56 He that eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, dwelleth in me, and I in him. 57 As the living Father hath sent me, and I live by the Father: so he that eateth me, even he shall live by me. 58 This is that bread which came down from heaven: not as your fathers did eat manna, and are dead: he that eateth of this bread shall live for ever.

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Prayer Request for Debbie

Debbie (I have a voice) has not been doing well and is in need of prayers. Her nights are often difficult, and infections in her system happen with frequency. But we know that we have a great and wonderful God, a Creator that knows everything about how we are made because He was the maker. He has a purpose for Debbie and that is her voice, and while she may be limited physically, her mind and her love of God is unlimited. So is God’s love for her. Please join me in prayer and ask God to give her the strength to endure, and if He wills, to take away her pain as much as possible. Also to guide her on her path to His will.

The Bible instructs us to gather together to pray for those in need and to lift each one up in prayer, also to rejoice because God always answers.

Dear Lord, give Debbie the strength that she so desperately needs, ease her pain Lord and bless her with your grace Lord. Let Your Holy Spirit fill her with Your perfect peace. You know what her condition is Lord, and she has been faithful to Your word Lord. We give you glory, honor, and praise Lord, in Jesus wonderful name we ask this! Amen and amen!

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In Your Wildest Dreams

Night after night I lay in bed, tears coursing silently down my cheeks. Deep pain burned through my heart, which no longer held a steady beat.

Kathump, kathump, kathump…

Silence…

…when your heart does not beat for several seconds

…is very loud.

I wonder if it’s going to….

tat, tat, tat, tat, tat

Yes it is; I guess this isn’t the end.

It had been a very long and trying month, which came to a most unexpected end.

My mother lay in the morgue, awaiting cremation.

During our ordeal with her heart surgery, followed by complications, the Lord had been closer than I’d ever experienced Him. The Christian radio station I played in my car seemed to have been cued into our  situation, for every time I left for the hospital or to return home, the DJ would say something like, “If you’re struggling today, stay tuned. (Pastor’s name) has a message of reassurance and comfort for you.”

Or songs like “Praise You in this Storm” would be playing. I never felt so “buffered” in all my life.

The vision my (“unsaved”) father had the night she had to be taken back to the hospital was the Lord’s way of forewarning us that she would be going Home.

He was wide awake, praying for her (something he didn’t do), and saw my mom standing in a white robe. A large angel came behind her and enfolded her in his wings until all that could be seen was her head.

“Tam, I felt so comforted when I saw that,” he told me later.

I’m glad you feel comforted, I thought. I know what that means.

My dad’s vision was the first of many, many amazing things that happened during that month. I could fill this entire post with them.

But that is not my focus today! Back to my nightly grief sessions…

After weeks of aching, and nightly anxiety attacks (the goofy heartbeat thing), I told the Lord,

“I can’t do this anymore. To stay in the reality that she is gone hurts so bad. Abba, can we decorate my home in heaven?”

(Earlier in the year I’d talked to the Lord about heaven:

“Lord, the idea of sitting on a cloud in a white nightie, strumming a harp for ages to come; or laying at Your feet in worship for years and years…um…I’m sorry, but that sounds incredibly boring. You know me, I can’t sit idle for very long. I love to be making something new, or learning new things, or going to see new places. I guess I lack the ‘worship gene.’ You’re going to have to put that desire in me and do away with my curious, creative self, ’cause if You don’t, I’m going to be a miserable failure in heaven.”

Not long after that, Steve Berger from Grace Chapel in Lieper’s Fort, TN lost his son in a car accident. Suddenly interested in what heaven might be like, he began to study the topic – then preach it from the pulpit. I highly recommend his sermons. These weekly messages were God’s response to my earlier conversation with Him!)

That night, I began by imagining what Mom was doing at that moment. She’d been there for a while. Was she still standing at the entrance, mouth agape at the splendor? In awe of the majesty of God? Was she skipping and dancing and getting reacquainted with my youngest brother who only lived for three days? With the many children she’d lost through miscarriage?

(She had nine miscarriages before me; I was the first to be born live…that makes me a 10. Eat your heart out, Bo Derrik!)

My thoughts turned to my “room” in heaven.

“Lord, I hate to vacuum. Could I have moss instead of carpet…maybe a little creek running through the living room? I love the sound of babbling brooks.

“Plasterboard walls aren’t much fun. They have to be cleaned. How about if You make the walls out of vines – ooh! – with beautiful flowers that change colors from time to time?

(I was on a roll…)

“Windows…hey! We won’t need glass windows because bugs won’t bug us, and there will be no burglars to burgle. I can have openings and fresh air all the time.

“If the rocks would have cried out in praise, that must mean they have that capability – and everything in the universe resonates…emits sound. Awesome! Would You line my yard with trees and bushes that can play the songs I have in my heart for You, but lack the skill to write on paper so others can play along? We could have nightly jam sessions and sing new songs every day!”

My thoughts turned to the concept of forever:

You’ll hear me ask from time to time, “What do you think you’ll be doing a million (billion) years from today?” I don’t know what that might be, but I know this…It’s going to be AMAZING!

Do you ever wonder what you’re being trained for while here on earth? Death isn’t “Game Over,” it’s the doorway into real life. In 2 Corinthians 5, we read that this mortality (what we consider to be real living) will be swallowed up by life! Now, that’s good news!!

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“Who wants to go to Epcot Center?” I cheerfully asked two of my sons one morning.

Barely looking up from their schoolwork, one replied, “Uh, no thanks.”

The other said, “Not me.”

“What is Epcot Center?” I asked, a bit confused.

“I dunno. Sounds like a business complex…one of your ‘fun-filled’ field trips for homeschool. No thanks, Mom.”

They had no idea what they were turning down.

They’d never heard of the place, and so hadn’t given it a second thought.

Isn’t this what we can be like when we think of heaven? Having never thought much about it – or worse – believing the lie that it’s the isolation of being perched on a cloud, nighties and harps, singing forever, it’s no wonder we aren’t anxious to get there. (This, by the way, is a more accurate description of hell – isolation, monotony, hopelessness…forever.)

1 Corinthians 2:9 reads, “Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor has entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.” When I read this verse, I hear, “Honey, use your wildest imagination…it will be fun for now, but won’t even come close to all I have waiting for you here!

I become thoroughly Homesick when I imagine what lies ahead (however inaccurate I may be) …

…in my wildest dreams!

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(Don’t miss the companion post. You can find it here: Now That’ll Wreck Your Day.)

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