Psalm 121 asks the question, “where does my help come from?” There is chaos all around on earth! America is being shaken! Money won’t fix all your problems. Moving wont stop Covid-19, protestors, or calamity! New ideas or a political party, or who will be the next president won’t help you at the deepest levels of your life. To wear or not to wear a mask is mute. You simply need God! LOOK UP!
Because these other false gods can’t bring peace to the soul, heal you or deliver this country! You must look above the mess and focus on Jesus!
Read his word, get into a devotion plan, fasten your eyes, heart and soul on Jesus!
Pray, say his name! Jesus! Lord help us!
Where is Jesus? Jesus is right here with us in our midst, waiting to hear you call his name! Call him! You are loved far more than you know by a God who formed you in your mothers womb and knew you before you ever arrived on this planet! You are his creation! LOVED BY A MIGHTY GOD!
The psalmist in the bible then says —
My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.
Only God !!!
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains— where does my help come from? 2 My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip— he who watches over you will not slumber; 4 indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you— the Lord is your shade at your right hand; 6 the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life; 8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.
What DOES THIS SCRIPTURE MEAN?
PSALM 121 PRAYER POINTS
1. Father i thank you for you are my ever present helper in time of need in Jesus name 2. Father, i thank you for You never sleep nor slumber over issues of my life 3. Father, because you are my shield, i shall not be afraid of the enemy in Jesus name 4. I declare that i am heavily protected by the hand of God in Jesus name 5. I declare today that i am protected from every evil attacks of the day in Jesus name 6. I declare that i am protected from every evil attack of the Night in Jesus name 7. Father, i declare that my soul is preserved in you, therefore my enemies cannot afflict me in Jesus name. 8. I release the angels of the Lord to connect me to my destiny helpers in Jesus name 9. I shall never be stranded in life in Jesus name 10. I shall never lack help in life in Jesus name 11. Every evil power, working against my prosperity, you are cancelled. voided, in the name of Jesus. 12. Every evil power, that wants to deny me of my destiny, cancelled and voided, in the name of Jesus. 13. It is written concerning me, that I will divide the spoil of my enemies with the land with the great and mighty and it shall be so, in the name of Jesus. 14. Holy Spirit, You are my chief destiny helper, connect me to my other destiny helpers, in the name of Jesus. 16. Every evil power, that wouldn’t allow me to reach my potential,cancelled and voided, in the name of Jesus. 17). Oh Lord, as you sent angel Michael to help Daniel in time of need, send your angels to send me help in Jesus name. 18). Oh Lord, I have peace of mind, because you are my helper in Jesus name. 19). Father I declare that man will not boast as the source of help in my life, you are my only helper in Jesus name. 20). Oh Lord, help me to live a godly life as I serve you. Thank you Jesus.
SOS – You are not Alone! God is with you and for you! Say his name -Jesus-and he will come running to you!
Praying for our beautiful country and all our beautiful human souls! God hears all our cries, I love the song below because the song is stating God see you, you arenot forgotten, never hopeless….Take a moment and listen God hears you!!🙏🏻❤️
You are not hidden There’s never been a moment You were forgotten You are not hopeless Though you have been broken Your innocence stolen
I hear you whisper underneath your breath I hear your SOS, your SOS
I will send out an army to find you In the middle of the darkest night It’s true, I will rescue you
There is no distance That cannot be covered Over and over You’re not defenseless I’ll be your shelter I’ll be your armor
I hear you whisper underneath your breath I hear your SOS, your SOS
I will send out an army to find you In the middle of the darkest night It’s true, I will rescue you I will never stop marching to reach you In the middle of the hardest fight It’s true, I will rescue you
I will send out an army to find you In the middle of the darkest night It’s true, I will rescue you I will never stop marching to reach you In the middle of the hardest fight It’s true, I will rescue you
I took a recent break from internet and most forms of communications this last week, specifically the news because I cannot handle the negative reports or watch what our country is falling prey too. This is not a war of politics, of the races, he said, she said, the enemy is destroying our nation through words, words of offense, words that when spoken hurt to your very soul, brother wounding brother, tearing apart friendships, devouring family relationships, splitting families apart, destroying marriages, taking your eyes off the real problem, which is simply your word, and how you will speak.Did you not know your words have the power of life and death?
I have read stories written with words about injustice, justice, lack of justice and no justice. I have seen two races throw and sling mud back and forth, stirring up the pot of civil unrest. I have seen ignorance run amok, spilling out over this nation, as a slow poisonous gas, that is slowly leaking, toxic fumes, engulfing races, and igniting flames of hatred, discord, animosity, disrespect intertwining webs of deceit, revenge and murder. These stories have made me mad to the point I am shaking in my shoes. The worst part is the men, women and children who lost their lives. I pray for their families, my heart breaks.
When will this nation learn that words are a very powerful and formidable weapon, which causes life or death? Words are power, to be used, to teach, edify, inspire, buoy up, cheer, comfort, console, embolden, hearten, reassure, please encourage a person to use their words for good, to be a building block of prosperity. When we allow words to deface, demoralize, devalue, to cause distrust, to breed hatred, to bring contempt, to pit brother against brother, and I am talking in the biblical sense, we as a nation are allowing words to destroy our children, our marriages, our families, all of our relationships, our very nation. Please stop words of destruction!
Words are singularly the most powerful force available to humanity. We can choose to use this force constructively with words of encouragement, or destructively using words of despair. Words have energy and power with the ability to help, to heal, to hinder, to hurt, to harm, to humiliate and to humble.”Dec 15, 2014 Please read the article in its entirety below.
A very wise man once told me, if you do not want something known, do not speak it, or write it, for you surely will be exposed. This man told me to always be careful with my words. I took this to heart, I am very careful with my words, I want my words to edify, to teach, to encourage and be uplifting. I want my words to be spoken in truth, if I have a discord with someone, I will try my best to find a way to state my case, hopefully fix it and move on. I do not use, it as an opportunity to ambush, spread lies, breed contempt, or start a war. Hatred breed’s hatred and that is what the enemy wants. The enemy wants us to hate one another!
God’s words in the bible are powerful, when spoken, those words come alive, for the word of God are “Life.” God ‘s word does not change, for it is the same today, as it was yesterday and will be tomorrow.
Words have power to build, encourage, edify, and build greatness into a person, but words also have the ability to kill, steal and destroy a person. That old saying about sticks and stones will break your bones, but words will never hurt you, is a lie, straight from hell.
What does the Bible say about the power of words?
Proverbs 15: 1 “A gentle answer turns away wrath, but hard words stir up anger.” Proverbs 15:4 “Gentle words bring life and health; a deceitful tongue crushes the spirit.” … Proverbs 18:4 “A person’s words can be life-giving water; words of true wisdom are as refreshing as a bubbling brook.”Apr 6, 2015
What did Jesus say about words?
Proverbs 15:4 “Gentle words bring life and health; a deceitful tongue crushes the spirit.” Proverbs 16:24 “Kind words are like honey–sweet to the soul and healthy for the body.” Proverbs 18:4 “A person’s words can be life-giving water; words of true wisdom are as refreshing as a bubbling brook.”Apr 6, 201
You see, you have a choice; it has to start with you. You can use words for the good of this nation and mankind or you can continue to use words to destroy.
How will you stand with the powerful words that flow from your mouth, will you speak empathy, words of compassion, words of character and integrity, words that lead to conversations, words that lead to reconciliation or will words flow from your mouth that show hate, cruelty, threats, will your words cause violence, will your words destroy families, for hate begets hate, until finally our people lay dead, children, mothers, fathers sisters, brothers and families, will your words cause their death, words can be an evil that destroys from within? Or words can be the very living water your soul needs to change!
I pray you use your powerful words for Good of all of Humanity! The choice is simply yours!
Warning – Graphic Content- This is my story. The current headlines are scary and frighten me to such a point , I have to shut it all down. I feel helpless. Its all out of my control. Ninety-nine percent of what I view, I don’t believe, as it rallies against common sense and logical thinking. The newscasters seem to be exaggerating story lines. I tried following podcasts from all groups to learn more about current events.
I searched myself. my thoughts, feelings and prayed. After praying I feel led to share my own personnel story now, forty years later. I can only share my story and hope it helps one person. It is time. We all are given a choice.
For those who don’t know, I am almost six feet tall, very pale, red-haired, southern woman with freckles. I have experienced prejudice reactions from other groups that resulted in bullying early on in school, based on the color of my skin, gender, weight, hair color, accent, freckles, height, breasts, hips, thighs, sound of my voice, smell of my hair. These bullying attacks came from all sides. School became a nightmare for me.
The nightmare exploded in high school, I rode a bus to and from school every day over an hour each way, on a particular day, a group of five students who had harassed me all year with fear tactics through verbal threats, chanting, name calling, mocking, facial expressions and blocking passage to exist the bus, decided to take their fun one step further.
It was the second last week of school for the year and summer vacation was ahead! There were only eight on the bus as we headed down the highway with our bus-driver (who was a student) and seven seated students. My sister and I were sitting midway on bus reading, when the other five students snuck up behind us and pulled my sister and I up out of our seats from behind! We were roughly held against our will by two girls and the boys began to rub all over our blouses feeling our breasts and despite our screams the bus driver ignored what was taking place. He kept driving, laughing and looking up in the mirror. When one of the boys tried to reach between my legs, I broke loose, reached over the seat, grabbing my big history book and fought back by whacking him up side the head into the window. I had no choice but to fight, as we were being assaulted. The bus driver still did nothing to help. Everything was a blur, thereafter as I fought to survive and help my sister. Time seemed to disappear, when would it end? Suddenly the bus came to a hard stop, all of us flung apart, we were ordered to get off, by the bus driver! My mother hearing the bus driver, looked up from her lawn seat in the yard and as I stumbled across the front of the bus, I saw “Rage” fly into my mother when she saw her children, both of us beat to a pulp. My mom flew past us onto that bus and was , surprise, blocked and manhandled by our bus driver, so my mother couldn’t get to the five who had beat us, I heard her through her screams, but couldn’t make out what she said as my ears were ringing, the last thing I witnessed was my mom slapping the bus driver(over 18) in the face and him pushing my mom backward off the bus. The bus drove off, and my mother stood up on the other side of the road, she went running after the bus or so I thought and then I realized she was using neighbors phone to call for help!
My mom came back and took us in, she asked all the hard questions no mother should ever have to ask their children. I vaguely remember a local doc coming to our home, saying my right jaw was fractured but would heal in time, right side of face swollen beyond recognition, barely able to see out my eye, bruises everywhere would also take time . My sister was in shock with many bruises. Why would our fellow students do this to us, why became our biggest question! Mom got us in shower and helped us to bed.It took several weeks for myself and my sister to heal, sadly the hidden scars stayed with me developing into anxiety. The “Why” remained unanswered.
That day I could have chosen to hate two races of men or hate men in general……or have it out for every girl who looked like the ones that helped the boys attack us. These six individuals do not define an entire races or cultures. Their criminal actions define a very bad event that took place, that was a crime against me and my sister. I chose not to hate, but to see them at their heart level. They are each responsible for their own actions, as well as the bus driver for his lack of action. One male attacker came forward and sincerely apologized to me and my sister. During the last week of school , he was attacked in the school lunch room and beat up side the head with a lead pipe by the others (his own friends) who had assaulted us. There was never any resolution. No charges.
I learned as an adult I was sexually assaulted having never heard that word in my childhood which traumatized and affected me for years.
I am confident the event caused my anxiety that I live with everyday, as I have a deep fear of being trapped , not able to escape. It also caused me to have to be in control of myself and my surroundings.
Now forty years later, I see hate running everywhere, assumptions being made, great division and many distractions.
This is the age of disillusionment and distraction! In order to find truth you will need to disconnect , find a quiet spot, turn everything off, reflect and search your own heart! Ask yourself , why you believe what you do, are the beliefs accurate or wrong?My heart says the killings have to stop! Innocent lives; babies , children and our love ones are dying! I’m crying for humanity, I’ve never seen so much pain!
Division is a tactic of old, it is the enemy trying to destroy us all ! I could have chosen to hate, discriminate or seek revenge! Instead I chose to forgive, for without forgiveness there is no reconciliation or unity.
Love covers a multitude of sin. I chose “Love”, for God first loved us! God commands us to love him with our all! Gods second greatest commandment is for us to Love one another! Sadly,there is not much of that second love going around.
“Jesus gave him a clear answer: the greatest among many things that man could do is to love. To love God wholly and totally (with one’s heart soul, and mind) and to love one’s neighbor are the greatest commandments of all. … Because God is love and that is why we are able to ❤️”
What is your choice? LOVE or HATE?
I think this song says it all, heal us, start with me!
Twenty years ago I asked my daughter “Why do you need a pet? My daughter was manipulating on every level to get a dog for her upcoming birthday. I grew up with pets and actually disliked most animals due to allergies, fleas , ticks, dog hair and accidents. I wasn’t attached to our pets growing up as they were always my mothers pets. It made me angry when I was a child, as I felt it was just one more distraction in our home, with fighting four other kids for mom’s attention. I didn’t want the responsibility!
All week long the pleas grew longer and louder and I against my better judgement relented and agreed to go to the Flea Market at the state fairgrounds and have a look, but no promises.
Arriving at the flea-market and parking was a pain in the derriere, people were ruthless and upon existing the car the heat hit me like Hades and both of us being redheads we immediately turned bright red and looked for shade. The heat was unbearable. Pulling out water bottles we re-hydrated and planned our course of where to look and get out looking as crowds and I didn’t do well together.
Lucky for us the pets were in the shaded area for potential owners to view and play with, in hopes of a sell. The puppy breeders came from three and four states away. Not to mention the puppies cost an arm and a leg. My daughter and I looked at many breeds, lucky for me I couldn’t afford any of them. My disappointed daughter and I left to get lunch, on way home, at the local favorite “Farmers Market” resturante , shortly thereafter, as I ate BBQ chicken, collards, corn on cob, my daughter sadly played in her food . My beautiful girl wanted a puppy, I told her “Come on , lets go” we drove back to fairgrounds. We raced to the shaded area , there was one breeder left, the heat had got many to leave early and as we walked up we heard foul angry words spoken sharply at the puppy as he was shoved in a cage being called worthless runt, gonna put you down, dont no one want a brown eyed dog.
I instantly cleared my throat and spoke up, “Sir, I will take that worthless dog, how much? The sharp reply was $500, I quickly calculated and knew I didn’t have enough in my checking account. I started bartering with the breeder and got him down to $200, convinced him I was saving him money by taking dog off his hands.
The breeder literally shoved the dog at me before the ink on my worthless check was dry! We ran to the car and gave the dehydrated puppy water rinsing him off, as he was panting from the heat. Both my daughter and I fell in love in an instant as the puppy gazed in our eyes.We both called out the name Dakota. I just wasn’t sure what kind of dog he was, with his big paws. The veterinarian would educate me in a few weeks. Surprise, Surprise……………..Join me for part two, to continue reading Dakota’s Story.
Why do I write a blog? Writing is a way to express myself, when no one is listening to my words. A freedom that has literally saved me from myself. The last two years of writing was to encourage , pray for others and to share a love of cooking with do it yourself projects. At the beginning of my blog I grew frustrated, due to low followers, likes and comments. I wanted my blog to be successful. Numbers matter! Right? Jealousy slowly set in of other bloggers and their blog success, my blog just lagged behind leaving me wondering what I was doing wrong. Blogging was great for me, it is kind of like self-therapy, it helps me to go through and process things I am trying to understand about life. On hindsight, I’ve learned my voice has power, my voice can roar, my voice can be very broken and my voice can tell many stories in years to come. Yet my voice can’t help me get over my fear of really writing and being rejected. I consider myself a “Truth” writer, I put my voice in a box and followed what I thought the rules were so as not to offend or cross boundaries. I haven’t written much lately. I’m reflecting looking back in order to go forward. I came to the serious conclusion that I would rather draw in one reader with my words. One million followers would be awesome, yet that one person I am trying to reach is awesome too and priceless. My goal going forward is to reach one person that needs an encouraging word, uplifting, a good recipe to change things up or a creative project. Welcome to my Blog!!
I’m focusing on the beauty God has placed around me! Fresh flowers out of the yard. White flowers remind me of God’s forgiveness and the Red flowers remind me of the power of the blood of Jesus! His grace is a gift! Love Sister Debra
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Here are the questions:
1. During these difficult times, what are you doing to draw near to GOD?
Times are difficult, I like everyone am going through tough things! It has been very hard to draw near to God, prayers become whispers, or inaudible sounds or screams let loose in my pillow. I hang on to Gods promises, I trust him! Everyone says where is God, ? Well honey he is right here with us or we wouldn’t be making it through 2020!
2. How have you extended GOD’S mercy to someone recently?
Yes, I extended Mercy, recently, in an on going situation, I chose to forgive a persons many betrayl’s! None are perfect- and that includes me. We all have faults and need to show the same kind of mercy that God has shown us. Choosing to let go was very hard, saying it and doing it were two different things! Finally, I am getting much needed peace.
3. What does your heart beat for right now during this uncertain time?
My heart beats for AGAPE LOVE UNIVERSALLY! For Humanity to gasp we are the human race to become color blind, red, yellow black or white we all are precious in his sight! God loves mankind!
4. How have you been blessed by your own followers?
There have been days I needed a word of encouragement and there was just the right post, with exactly what I needed to hear or a sweet comment that made me cry! People have really blown me away with their love and prayers here! 😊
5. Out of the many many comments you have received from your followers, is there one in particular that you have cherished?
Yes, once I was compared to my favorite author. I cherish all of them as this stands out , because it gave me the confidence to write more!
I really don’t like choosing just a few, but I will, because of the rules…. every one of you I think are awesome! I hope you know that! I am enjoying the bloggers below, they are my new reads, and I love thier stories!
God was listening and heard Desiree prayer, and God dispatched for one of his best angels and commanded “Because Desiree loves me,” says the LORD, “I will rescue her; I will protect her, for she acknowledges my name, she called me and I will send help; I will be with her in trouble, I will deliver her and honor her. “Sadly, Desiree didnot know God had sent help, she was hanging on by a thread of faith, she prayed and it remained silent.
The only thing Desiree could do to fight the depression was to physically work in the yard. Thus far it had taken a week to relocate her moms favorite bird bath and the rock border that surrounded the bird bath. Desiree knew moving it would be no easy feat, yet necessary as it was sinking slowly into the mud due to the heavy rains. Desiree’s depression was like the bird bath, she was sinking, and felt unutterably stuck. Desiree remembered a scripture and spoke it out loud, declaring “I can do all things through Christ who strengthen me.” The scripture when spoken out loud flowed with life like rivers of living water, crystal clear, breathing and moving through the atmosphere. The angel clapped in glee and saw a glorious beautiful day, the deepest of blue skies, warm sun shining with a soft breeze that carefully lifted Desiree hair off her face cooling her down from the heat!
The angel circled around her protectively watching over her, lest she dash her foot on a stone. If only her surroundings could magically lift the heavy weight of sadness she carried, like a two ton chain, wrapped around her shoulders from life’s hardships. The angel had been ministering to Desiree nonstop, depression had been sent as an attack of the fallen one. God had commanded the angel to protect Desiree in all her ways. God had sent the angel to deliver Desiree from the depression and intended what had been meant for harm to turn it to good as it was a part of his plan to prosper her and give her hope. The thread of Faith Desiree held onto had been knotted on the end by the Angel.
Desiree began the task of relocating her mom’s bird bath, by first pulling up the boulder rocks that were partially buried weighing from 5 to 20 pounds each! Each rock felt cemented down, heavy and sucked down into the mud, where the rocks had been located for over ten years around the base of the birdbath. Each rock she pulled up took strength, muster and determination. Desiree spoke over the stumbling rocks as she pulled each one out saying , anger be gone, sadness be gone, depression be gone, betrayal be gone, rejection be gone, lies be gone, spiritual attacks be gone, poverty be gone, heartache be gone working the rocks out of the miry clay dirt , then several days later with many broken ragged fingernails, Desiree pulled up the last rock and said attacks of the mind be gone. Desiree felt an instant peace. The angel circled rejoicing as Desiree spoke life into her circumstances. Desiree then began praying on the full armor of God, and she grew stronger. The hard work actually felt good! Then Desiree discovered the root of her problems as she pulled up the last rock, underneath laid a massive root which she pulled and it would not give. The root was strong and had been planted many years ago when she was but a small wee child. The root was harsh words spoken to her by the enemy, through her earth father, meant to destroy her, yet but for God!
Desiree understood now, her father wasn’t her enemy, the root of all evil (satan) was her enemy. Desiree got her gardening tools and she began attacking that root with all her strenght and called on God asking for help saying she was weak and laid it at his feet, letting go and drawing in strenght sent by the Holy Spirit, digging up the root, the root was her enemy, Desiree dug and cut at the root for over eight hours, with root spanning twenty feet from the bird bath, and finally she came to the end of the root and ripped it out proclaiming in Jesus name ?I am delivered and healed.” The angels heard her declaration and an angel hit a cymbal declaring a “I Got The Victory” heard all throughout heaven!
Desiree studied the bird bath which was leaning like the “Tower of Pisa” in Italy, half the pedestal was buried in the mud and the tulip basin was only a foot from the ground. Desiree decided to flip over the top water basin let all the dirty water,sludge and mud fall to the ground completely being emptied out, knowing the water basin would bear the weight of the fall. Desiree carefully lifted the tulip basin and flipped it over which allowed all the water and mud to run out, then she softly let it hit the ground. Suddenly time stood still and Desiree watched in amazement as all the filth came out of the water basin and without warning all earthly noise stopped and she heard her master and saviors voice speak to her causing her to fall to her knees, Saying ” Desiree, I allowed satan to shift you, but I prayed for you that your faith will not fail you, when you have turned back strengthen others!” Desiree weeped, in joy, her heavenly fathers voice, precious in every way , had finally arrived. God kept his promise and didn’t forsake her, God prayed for her, he had heard her prayers. At that moment Desiree rested in the shadow of the almighty as his wings wrapped around her and gave her his rest!
Spiritually Desiree blossomed into a warrior as she strategically studied how to rebuild the bird bath! Desiree spoke out loud declaring “And the Lord will guide you continually and satisfy your desire in scorched places and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.” Desiree was filled with Holy Spirit and upon her declaration her words flowed like rivers of living water circling around her spiritually, physically , mentally and emotionally in the earthly realm and the heavenly realm. Desiree dug out the pedestal base of the bird bath, rolled it on its side to sit by the tulip basin. Then she began moving rocks to the new spot for the bird bath, hoping the harder surface would prevent it sinking, placing the bird bath pedestal where it wouldn’t sink in mud.
Lord behold when Desiree turned around to pick up the tulip part the water bath basin she discovered it weighed over 150 lbs. Desiree could not lift it alone. Desiree liked completing her projects once started but had to come to a halt take a break.
Three days Desiree studied the tulip basin , just as she was rebuilding the bird bath, spiritually she was rebuilding her relationship and walk with God! As night fell on the third evening Desiree studied the bird bath from the front screen door, whispering to God, help me, and suddenly she witnessed a digital line run on ground, go up the pedestal, and lean it on the biggest rock, then watched as the water basin was rolled in front, Desiree jumped for joy and ran out the door, excited beyond measure!
Desiree didn’t need her strength to lift the heavy water basin, she just needed faith! Desiree rolled the pedestal in front of the biggest rock, leaning it on the rock, then she rolled, the water basin in front , then slowly pushed upward connecting both pieces with hardly any effort. The bird bath was upright and the two pieces clicked into one. Then Desiree sat the Angel statue into the water basin standing tall and glorious, not realizing the guardian angel God had sent her was watching! Desiree glorified God giving him all the Glory, she was amazed that while rolling the pedestal she realized something incredible!
Psalm 61:1-3 Hear my cry, O God, attend to my prayer.
2 From the end of the earth I will cry to You; when my heart faints, lead me to the rock that is higher than I. 3 For You have been a refuge for me, and a strong tower from the enemy.
Desiree could not lift that heavy tulip basin for the bird bath it weighed so much but when she leaned it against “The Rock ” The Rock is Jesus Christ the Rock of salvation. What Desiree couldn’t do it in her own strength, but when leaned it over to the Rock what happened?The Rock lifted up so what she couldn’t do in her own strength, Jesus can do in his strength, for he is the Rock! That’s two stories in one and it had Desiree jumping! Jesus would restore Desiree!
God was spiritually showing her to lean on the “Rock.” Jesus is the Rock! The rolling of the tulip water basin was a reminder that after three days Jesus rose and and only Jesus could move the stone, and an angel was left to meet the women who came to attend to the Lord. Jesus is the resurrection and life!
Desiree, wrote her story and shared it on a blog and millions read the story of her faith, trusting God. Seeds of Hope were planted, and it was like a mighty river flowed from the bird bath spiritually splitting into many rivers going all over the earth. The message was clear!
Trust God, Lean on God, Jesus is the Rock, God will not forsake us, What man cannot do , God is able, God hears our prayers, God Listens, God Speaks, and God Guides us!
The angel often meets Desiree at the Bird Bath, with the angel statue, gazing as she quietly prays, listening and waiting on the Lord! Jesus is the Rock and daily Desiree casts her burdens upon the Lord, trusting God to work out all her problems. Desiree’s angel captures her prayers and swiftly carries them to heaven!
What satan had meant for bad, God turned around and used it for good! The Rock Can Bare the Weight!
Today, I have to push myself to get out of bed. I was plagued with three different nightmares trying to sleep between 4:30 am and 9am when I awoke the first time, then 10am. Finally at noon I sat up, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, all I had to do was put my feet on floor. It was areal struggle. Mom was up till 4:30 am, she was finally sleeping, after her sun downing had kept us awake. Then all the stuff with the quarantine is getting to me. Are you feeling discourage like me? Together as a Nation we are now in 40 days of Quarantine! Yet as an individual, I’m feeling more like at 240 days quarantine , only leaving my house three times since September. My quarantine began when my vehicle was vandalized, determined a total loss. Geico didn’t cover. Second because in Jan. I was sick with Pneumonia, took till April to recover, I’m blessed to be alive and then Covid 19 happens, and the goverment mandates we all stay home.
The difference between 40 days and 240 days is the isolation. I’m tired of streaming shows, I’m running out of things to keep me and mom busy, my heart and soul ache for my love ones who I miss dearly, I will not be with my daughter on her birthday. I miss all the excitement and personalities of my grandchildren. I crave hugs, laughter and a good family gathering. I have also been caregiving my mom, she is my best friend and I am glad we have each other in this season, she is grieving loss of her soulmate/ best friend of 57 years. I can’t imagine her pain, it is fast approaching the anniversary of my Dad’s passing. I miss gathering at my church, worshiping God.
I’m not having a pity party, I like you am living through a part of history that is frightening. Things get to you, the news is to scary to watch, your crying for all those who got sick, praying it passes by your family. Praying God have mercy on us all, I’m pleading blood of Jesus, not just for me , myself and my family , I’m crying out for the world. Our prayers need to be bold, courageous, crying out to God as we walk through this season in faith.
Today , I’m having hard time getting out of bed, it’s not my strength that propels me to sit up, for I am weak, tired, yet God says when I am weak his strength sustains me, the Holy Spirit encourages me, and as my feet hit the floor, and I go to my knees, the Lion of Judah gives me the power to roar out prayers, we all need to be roaring our prayers! God is always listening for his children’s cry’s.
Today let your feet hit the floor and roar ……God is listening and God will fight for us! Cry out, repent, get on your knees. Today the best thing I did was put my feet on the floor, God did the rest, Glory Hallelujah!
Today, I started out with good intentions. The chore list was outlined first, clean up the utility room, clean cat boxes, take out trash, second vacuum and sweep, third touch up kitchen. Only problem was nothing went according to my plan. Our overweight black lab, got territorial and when I stood in utility room, I found he left a wonderful present, he pooped in our cat boxes and then peed up and down the outside of the cat boxes mixing his pee in cat litter he had dumped out on the floor. An hour later after I cleaned up his mess, I proceed to mom’s bedroom, to find to my horror all my mom’s nice comforters are on the floor, dirty, with hairballs, cat throw up, covered in black lab hair with the big black lab rolling all over the comforters. I shew the dog away, pick up the comforters and head to laundry room, to throw in wash. I come back to mom bedroom and step in wet dog saliva slipping trying to stay upright.
While I’m getting that cleaned up, my mom thinks the cats are underfeed and opened five cans of cat food dished out on ten saucers, placed all over house. Mom then opens back door letting all pets outside, only problem is the cats are not suppose to go out, they are house cats. Thirty minutes in back yard, on a search mission, catching cats.
Usually, when I’m trying to do chores, mom gets more active, she is 77 and likes to help, but even when I give her small chores, I usually have moments like with the cat food. Mom thinks she has done these habits all her life.
Due to Hashimotos, I’m fatigued and after all the above I’m exhausted. Yet, I carry onward, I’m not a quitter, I proceed to clean kitchen. Today is trash day, so I collect all the trash, to go outside, and as I pull kitchen bag out the bag busts spewing garbage everywhere, as Im standing there looking in horror at the mess, our two cats race through kitchen and that big black lab clocks my left knee out from under me and I go down into all the trash screaming in pain while words and noises spew forth out my mouth that I despise. My language was worse than my drill Sargent dad with new recruits. 😭
I just sat on that garbage strewn floor and emotionally lost it. I truly grieved over the loss of my father who death anniversary is May 1, 2020. Then I proceeded to cry harder, hyperventilate and get my butt kicked by a bad anxiety attack sinking into a good pity party, over how I’m mostly obsolete to my siblings , I really could use their help. I don’t get breaks weeks on end, they think I get a break everyday, they truly seem to have no understanding what it is to be our moms caregiver, managing prescriptions, breathing machines, medical emergencies, doctor calls, being on call 24/7, sleep deprivation, can’t work due to my medical issues, no income, waiting on Disability hearing, my vehicle vandalized, no transportation, can’t get to my doctors, no way to provide my financial needs, and as I sat on that messy floor, I just hung my head in shame. While it is complex caring for my mom , I just feel I lack a good family support team to help out. I’m here because I love my mom, I enjoy being with her making memories, I just feel very alone without an adequate support team. I am mother’s caregiver, cook, housekeeper first, then her daughter second.
When you’re caring for a loved one, there’s nothing you won’t do (or sacrifice) to give them as much comfort and peace of mind as you can possibly provide. Often, that means you’ll skip your social obligations, wreck your diet, suffer sleep deprivation, and even risk your career, all to help a loved one through the most difficult time of their life.
Now. I had to figure out how to get up off the floor, I shamelessly slid across the floor and rolled onto the couch , not caring about garbage, I will clean it later. I’m fortunate and grateful for my time with mom. On days like this, I simply go to God and ask forgiveness, its not about me, I’m blessed above measure to have this time with my mom, I have learned so much from her, Oh how I thank God for my momma!
Atunci când burniţa descurajării mă îngrozeşte, fă ca viaţa mea spirituală să înflorească.. fă să dispară ceaţa groasă care îmi învăluie fiinţa întreagă ! Fii Tu Soarele neprihănirii care să strălucească !