Building blocks.
I make up the building blocks of your lives – My Word, My ways, My Holy
Spirit. Piece by piece, your destiny is built by Me.
Your obedience is the key that unlocks the door to your destiny. Many
of you pray to Me to take you in, yet you yourselves are holding the key.
If you refuse Me, refuse to obey My commands, you shall not enter the
door to what I have planned for you. You shall not experience the great things
I have shown you, what has been prophesied over you.
I build the house, but you hold the key.
Will you come in with Me?
Rev. 3:8: I know thy
works: behold, I have set before thee an open door, and no man can shut it: for
thou hast a little strength, and hast kept my word, and hast not denied my
name.
Psalm 127:1: Except the Lord build the
house, they labour in vain that build it: except the Lord keep the
city, the watchman waketh but in vain.
You can download this word with my comments in MP3 format on my Blog
Talk Radio Show page here - look for the show dated October 3, 2013:
This is a great Word. And all so true, when we don't fully submit to his will, it's like living in a house with a shaky foundation. And when we totally surrender, our houses are built in firm rock that won't crack in the worst of earthquakes. YES!
ReplyDeletePrecious Sister! I am not a Prophet, but an intercessor, the other day as I was praying I ask Father to fill the Bride with passion and a hunger for Him. He replied back and said, no I will not do that and I don’t
ReplyDeletewant you to request that anymore. I ask Him how I should pray ( totally caught off guard) He replied, ask Me to create circumstances in their lives that will turn their hearts back to Me. Wow, biggie,l had no idea what that entailed but my heart fluttered in my chest. I realize I now pray to a no non-sense Father that is wanting to consummate His marriage to the Bride. His love and passion for us is so great, He would see
us suffer to be purified and be presented to Him without “spot or wrinkle”. Do you think I heard from Father, or was it my head? It has been difficult entering into God’s presence lately, the attacks on my body have
been brutal...yuck. I love you and thank you soooooo much for your obedience. May you walk in Devine Health, great Wisdom, greater ability to hear Father, may you never be indebted to man, blessings, blessings, blessings!! Love, Brenda Roberts
Precious Sister! I am not a Prophet, but an intercessor, the other day as I was praying I ask Father to fill the Bride with passion and a hunger for Him. He replied back and said, no I will not do that and I don’t
ReplyDeletewant you to request that anymore. I ask Him how I should pray ( totally caught off guard) He replied, ask Me to create circumstances in their lives that will turn their hearts back to Me. Wow, biggie,l had no idea what that entailed but my heart fluttered in my chest. I realize I now pray to a no non-sense Father that is wanting to consummate His marriage to the Bride. His love and passion for us is so great, He would see
us suffer to be purified and be presented to Him without “spot or wrinkle”. Do you think I heard from Father, or was it my head? It has been difficult entering into God’s presence lately, the attacks on my body have
been brutal...yuck. I love you and thank you soooooo much for your obedience. May you walk in Devine Health, great Wisdom, greater ability to hear Father, may you never be indebted to man, blessings, blessings, blessings!! Love, Brenda Roberts
Amen!! Encouraging word!
ReplyDeleteAnd King Saul would have had the kingdom had he OBEYED!!
"For rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft, and stubbornness is as iniquity and idolatry." 1 Samuel 15:23
The key is OBEY. Compromise is the demise of the wise, when they believe the lies of the Babylonian church/the false church.
(My little grandma rap!)
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Peace,
Deirdre
My Answer is YES YES YES
ReplyDeleteGlynda this word is very much applicable to the remnant. Brenda I get impressions in my consciousness and the other day I was asked to pray for a family acquaintance who was ill. It was hard for me to do it so I asked the Lord to kill my ego and remove any judgment from my heart with regards to this person. And after that the prayer in intercession was to ask the Lord to bring him back into the fold. When we pray in immaturity over the sick or even the world, often we can put our will in there. But the will of the Lord is strong and I think that is an undercurrent going on right now with many prayer warriors and intercessors. I am a newbie since last year rededicating my life to Christ but it was very clear that I was to pray more for the salvation of his soul and more for him to hearken to the Lord than anything else! So I am curious to see if other intercessors have also heard or felt this in their Spirits. May the Lord continue to bless, keep and nourish you.
ReplyDeleteGlynda there is one more scripture that comes to mind regarding the DOOR and that is that Christ IS the DOOR. When we don't hearken to the Lord and follow his ways then the door that is Christ...John 10:7-9
ReplyDeleteKing James Version (KJV)
7 Then said Jesus unto them again, Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep.
8 All that ever came before me are thieves and robbers: but the sheep did not hear them.
9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.
Mahndisa,
ReplyDeleteThank you - sometimes I don't get all the scriptures, I like it when you guys fill in what I miss!
It's all about obedience to the Will of God. He has a plan and a purpose for each one of our lives. We have to choose whether we will follow it or not. There are times when the Lord will give us assignments that we feel are too hard or we feel uncomfortable doing. We have to learn to trust the Lord and know it's for the building up of the Kingdom, not just in our own lives. I've had several tasks that I tried to get out of, but am determined to stay true to the faith. The experience is part of my training to prepare me for my calling. I just about cried when Jesus gave me a message late Saturday night as I was thinking about checking into this site. He told me to tell His people of the consequences of disobedience. Disobedience is of course sin. God does not send people to Hell, people send themselves there out of unrepentant sins.
ReplyDeleteJesus reminded me why He lead me to specific YouTube videos to learn from, so I can tell others. One of many testimonies I watched is called, "Christians that wound up in Hell by Caramelo Brenes." This is an English translation from Spanish, I think. I have not seen Hell nor have I ever visited the place, but I have seen parts of Heaven. I have heard many reports of people who visited Hell with Jesus showing them certain things there. All the testimonies I heard lined up with scriptures regarding hell. Here's some scriptures to read: Isaiah 43:19; 2nd Corinthians 5:16-18 and 21; Philippians 4:13; Acts 17:28.
You need to know it is not God's Will that anyone should perish, but for all to come to repentance through Christ Jesus (John 3:16; Matthew 18:14; 2nd Peter 3:9). The other reason for staying obedient is not just to make it into God's Kingdom, but have an everlasting relationship with Him. We have to try our best to stay in our relationship with Christ. We all make mistakes along the way, we've even sinned against God. God will forgive us if we truly repent of our sins. This should be done on a daily basis, taking up the cross and following Jesus. When we are in obedience we open for ourselves rewards and blessings that the Lord can pour out into our lives.
It's my heart's desire to give God all the glory, honor and praise in everything I do. It's been a long hard struggle, I've come a long way. There is much to learn but I am understanding why Prophet Glynda would rather do what she is doing then anything else. I am starting to feel the same way. I love to build up the Kingdom of God it's far more rewarding to strengthen believers and maybe even to bring lost souls to Christ.
I have asked and I have received divine wisdom from our Father. Father God asked me to ask Him for it. It's His good pleasure to give His kids of the Kingdom, if we ask for it. I have never finished college nor have I ever attended seminary classes. I have asked about taking classes, but the Lord reminded me about my request I made when I got saved. My request was not to learn directly from people, but through the Lord. I pray this message blesses you and helps you to understand the rewards and benefits of being obedient far outweigh the punishment of disobedience.
I SAY Yes Thank you for this word!
ReplyDeleteSome christians have said that "God needs people to work through."
ReplyDeleteSo that says to me that if we don't do anything then God cannot do anything.
Most of us don't have the strength, abilities (manifested), desire, vision, desire, creativity, or knowledge to do much or attain much.
If we do not have what it takes to do something, then maybe we were not created to do such a thing, whatever that is.
Like money, I notice for me that when I need it is shows up. Nature of how life, the universe, God works. At least for me.
If we were truly meant to succeed at something then we would be succeeding at it. Most people are content with their lives and circumstances. Even misery.
As one person said, "Forces of love do not impose themselves on people because that would be an invasion of free will. They have to be asked."
So maybe God will not likely force himself on anyone. And some people only want a little (even those that claim to want a lot. "By their fruit you will know them.") Some want a sizable amount. Some want a lot.
The fruit says all.
(This logic makes sense to me anyway.)
I personally don't expect much for myself because I don't have what it takes for much. And God can only do what we can do.
That is all I can expect.
Which is fine with me.
Also, we all hinder each other at times.
ReplyDeleteFor me '''religion''' has been a big hindrance in that most people are content with what they have and where they are in their lives.
If anyone starts talking, acting, or even thinking 'outside' the box, then they immediately get attacked, called a 'rebel', the devil, a witch, etc.
I say this not to attack anyone. We are all guilty of these things.
I finally got tired of it and left '''religion'''. "And you came out alone", a psychic tells me. (Don't know what is so big about coming out 'alone'). A lot of people are. And that is a positive for everyone. Preachers kept telling me and others, "you need to get off that religion".
So I left. (Took me long enough. But I'm SLOW). They were there to get people out of dead '''religion'''. I and others are meant to practice that sermon and leave.
(Hopefully not too little too late.) I made a decision to rather be homeless than to fall back into '''religion'''. "A dog returns to it's vomit, and a sow after washing to walling in mud." I'll pass on that.
And so far as all of the big, glorious, great things, there is a saying, "When you can live without something, is when you are ready for it." As the saying goes, "Fools rush in." So I let it come to me, whatever it is, and just keep doing my thing.
I personally don't want to live like some that are begging us to give us their money so God will bless us.
I offered them a win/win. They refused. And that is fine.
Also I don't want to end up lake Charles Manson, Jim Jones, David Karesh, etc. The law eventually got them. They destroyed themselves and others.
Or to quote, "Not to seek a name for yourself. I do not deal with such lightly."
Great warning. So I stay under radar. I use fake names just so no one knows who I am. And stick with being responsible. That way I am not the problem.
Anyway this works for me.
And no one here or on other sites is asking for our money. Shows integrity.
I respect you all for that.
Thank you, Glynda for sharing. I also want to let you know that your last three blogtalk shows were very, very good. So much of what you shared was relevant to me and my life. I needed to hear those shows. Thank you and our wonderful God.
ReplyDeleteTo my people I say that I will prosper you. I will cause you to gain untold wealth. Because you have put your trust in man, I will give to you a man's blessing. You shall reap what you have sown; not only the good, but the bad and I will not let up this blessing until the whole world hates you and will seek to erase your bloodlines from the earth.
ReplyDeleteYou will stand and say that you are great. Yet you are ignorant of what lies before you. For the time of repentance is passing before you and shall be no more. You will cry Abba Father and I will not answer. You shall wring you hands, cry tears of sorrow and yet the terror lies before you plainly to see. Call to me now, for the time is short. There is none who is willing to turn the glass and there are but a few grains left.
That for which you have diligently labored, I shall give to you, but you can not hold to it. It shall be taken and given to be underfoot of those who lack understanding. You can not hold it, for it shall be ripped from your hands and you shall be cursed for possessing it. You will not look for me in the time of plenty and so you will not find me in your time of need.
I have knocked, but you locked the door. I cried out, but you would not listen. For you are wise unto yourself and laughed at my groaning for you. I have sought you, but you have turned your back to me. I shall leave you to your wealth and wisdom, for you say you have no need of me. Yet when I return for my harvest, you will call to me…I will not listen for I have come to harvest, not to plant.
If I May, Just a Word of Encouragement and Exhortation
ReplyDeleteMy daughter and a friend wanted to go to the drive in movies one Friday night. As I recall it was Valentines Day. She had been grounded for two weeks. My wife and I decided to allow her to go, but we were going also, in a separate car.
We watched the first movie and the second turned out to have a little too much skin and violence, so we left. They were behind us as we headed home and then they weren’t. We went on home and went to bed, thinking that we will deal with this tomorrow.
At 12:00 I awoke and asked my wife if Terry had come in. She said she didn’t know. She got up to check her room, but she wasn’t in yet. Terry was never late…ever.
I was immediately awake and asked my wife to call the hospital. She gave me a quizzical look and I said, “Something is wrong. She is never late.”
As I was getting dressed she came back into the bedroom wide eyed and shaken. She said that from the description of the clothing they believed that she was there in the trauma unit.
The first thing I thought was “This is not Terry.” We were together an hour and a half ago, but at that point everything went into slow motion and all of my movements were very deliberate.
I drove very slowly in the direction of the hospital, detouring along the way to the few haunts she had. No Terry.
We arrived at the Emergency Room and spoke with the nurse. She disappeared for a few minutes, then returned with a plastic bag of clothing and asked if these were the clothes our daughter was wearing as she dumped them out on the chair across from us. They were rags, but the velvet blazer was recognizable.
My wife gasped and I thought she was going to loose it as I sat there in shock…unable literally to speak. The nurse said that they were still working on her, but we would be able to see her soon.
We asked her condition. The nurse replied that she was critical and that the doctor would speak with us. That was the first time that I really understood the word “critical”.
We asked about Heidi, my daughter’s friend. He nurse told us that she was taken to another hospital, but understood that she didn’t make it. More shock.
We sat silently for about an hour, then the nurse came and got us to come back to see Terry. As we walked into the room there were monitors and wires and tubes. All seemed to be making little noises, but at the sight of her, I didn’t hear them anymore. I have never been so focused on anything or anyone…before or since.
She lay there beautiful as ever, just sleeping. She wasn't mangled. We just stood there in disbelief that she could be critically injured.
The Neurologist entered and began to explain her injuries. Almost every bone and rib on her left side was broken, including her hip and jaw. The full force of the impact was on her left side and yet there was still no outward sign of injury, until I walked around to her left side. The Doctor explained that she had hit something very hard with her head. Her head had already swollen past her ear which had disappeared inside the swelling.
He continued to explain that she was bleeding internally and that the injury to her brain was substantial; literally scrambled and that the brain has ten million connections. It was very unlikely that she would be normal, but at best a paraplegic or possibly a quadriplegic or possibly never come out of the coma. Then he said that if she lasted twelve hours he would give her a 50/50 chance of surviving; he then compared her brain injury to Carol Ann Quinland and then he left.
Within a few minutes the nurses took her up to the ICU. We were allowed to follow.
ReplyDeleteAfter she was in the ICU room, I told my wife that I needed a drink of water and I went in search. The fountain was a good walk and I stopped to use the bathroom and wash up.
When I returned, my wife was again wide eyed and shaken and I could see the doctors working around her. I asked “What’s happening?” She said that her left lung had collapsed and that they just quickly rolled her over and cut between her ribs and inserted a tube to inflate her lung. I was incredulous. All that happened in the ten minutes I was gone.
We settled in, watching, waiting and praying. I felt somewhat peaceful because somewhere along the way I asked the Father what was going to happen. He said, “I’m going to heal her 100%” and that pretty much settled it for me, but little did I know the battle ahead to keep the enemy from stealing the Word.
We called our church and asked them to pray. We called our fellowship group and asked them to pray. The church had a 24 hour prayer line and intercessors before the Lord continually day and night, seven days a week. We called friends and they where in their knees in the middle of the night beseeching God for His mercy.
Twelve hours passed. The Neurologist stopped by and the ducked out the back without speaking to us. We asked the nurse what was going on and what did the Doctor say. She said that there is no change and the Doctor said that if she made it another twelve hours, he would give her that 50/50 chance to live.
Within the first few hours, I called my family and gave them the news. They were all on the way and leaving immediately. Within about sixteen hours all had arrived, but to my dismay instead of standing with me, they began to prepare me for my daughter’s death. My wife was concerned for my mental state and what would happen if Terry did die. I would not hear it and I would not agree with them. Gradually though, doubt began to creep in. The enemy was trying to steal the Word and my faith.
My family was not there to intentionally harm us. They love us and we love them, but they lacked understanding even though they were and are Christians. I asked my wife to keep them away from me, which she did, creating hard feelings for years.
For the next three days I wrestled with the enemy, rebuking the spirit of doubt that would steal my daughter’s life, confessing God’s Word, praying in the Spirit, groaning if you will. Terry was still on a twelve hour watch. I was exhausted physically, mentally and spiritually. The battle was intense and never let up.
ReplyDeleteFinally my wife said that I had to go home, bath and get some sleep.
After taking a long hot shower, I sat on the edge of the bed. I began to weep and cry out to the Lord and I said to Him, “I thought You said that You were going to heal her 100%?”
His simple reply was so unexpected and so powerful. He said, “I said I was going to heal her, but I didn’t say she was going to jump out of bed.” That Word resolved everything for me; I don’t recall doubt troubling me again. The fiery darts bounced off my shield.
When I returned to the hospital, there seemed to be a gray cast to everything even as I entered into the ICU. I asked the nurse, “What’s going on?”
She said, ”We almost lost her. Her other lung collapsed.” Now she has two tubes in her back and a trek in her throat.
The next day or so my wife and I went to dinner one evening at our favorite restaurant, the Harley House. Our anniversary was a few weeks away. She asked me what I would like for our anniversary.
I said that I would like for Terry to be home by our anniversary.
She said, “You know what the Doctor said, that she would be in the hospital for up to two years.”
Without hesitation I said, “I’m not going to limit God by telling Him how long. He said that if I would delight myself in Him, He would give me the desires of my heart.”
After the first week, Terry was still in a coma and the doctors seemed to think that she should be lightening. They ran a scan and found a blood clot between the base of her brain and her spinal cord. They could not give her anything to dissolve the clot for fear she would bleed out internally. If they didn’t give her the drugs to dissolve the clot, it was just a matter of time before the clot moved and severed the connection from the brain to the spinal cord.
Even with this terrible news, I was not moved.
My wife left and went into the bath room and began to pray. She said toHim that she had to know what was going to happen and He gave her an open vision. She saw Jesus walk into the room, lean over and slip His hand below her head, smile with incredible compassion and leave. Terry woke up and said “Mama”? Several days later it happened just as she saw in her vision. The clot miraculously disappeared, she woke up and the first thing she said was “Mama”.
Every visit the Doctor would shorten the stay in the hospital from two years to six months, from six months to two months and then one month and finally one day I walked into the room. All five doctors were there. They said they would like to keep her, but they could find no reason. They were just chalking it up to another miracle. She was discharged that afternoon and walked up and into our apartment the day before our anniversary. Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart. We serve an awesome God.
John Simon, That is truly one of the most beautiful testimonies I have ever heard!!! Can I have yours and your wife's and daughter's permission to share it on Blog Talk Radio? I believe it will encourage many, many others as they listen.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you, your wife and your beautiful daughter!
Glenda,
ReplyDeleteI have not given any identifiable names, so yes feel free. I can not tell the story without sobbing. So yes , please do.
Tell people to turn on the power of God, call your church, your friends and your relatives and ask them to pray. Do not seek sympathy, it is your enemy. Ask this question...do you want healing or sympathy?
John Simon,
ReplyDeleteThank you SO MUCH !!! I will share it on an upcoming show!! It is SO beautiful!! God bless you.
Glynda,
ReplyDeletePlease send the link to this page. The one I've sent out doesn't work.
Thanks,
John Simon
John, it should be this one:
ReplyDeletehttp://wingsofprophecy.blogspot.com/2013/10/i-build-house.html
ReplyDeleteThursday, January 16, 2014
11:57 PM
Just a Word About Prayer
Prayer is just talking to the Father . Just spilling your thoughts to Him. It is His desire for you to know Him intimately and that takes time; time alone with Him. He and Adam walked in the garden in the cool of the evening.
Riding in the car is a great time. Walking the dog or weeding the flower beds are mindless activities where you can focus your attention on Him. Some of my greatest prayer time has come when I was working in the garden or getting rid of those weeds.
Having hard times is some of the greatest time with Father. We need to be and feel loved when we are in the midst of tribulation and there is no greater love than that of our Father. Seeking that satisfaction from our mates is a black hole and that's what we become. We suck everything out of our mates and friens and children only to wind up angry that they are not meeting our needs. Guess what? They can never meet your needs. If they could then Jesus died in vain. We are designed to seek Him and that is the only love that truly satisfies.
Sometimes we need to just shut up and listen. If we are continually talking, we can't hear what the Father is sating. I've actually heard Him say, "Shut up and listen to Me." Occasionally, He has something important to say. Something we need to hear for that moment…direction…instruction…an encouraging word…a Word of Knowledge…understanding a situation…wisdom…a promise.
If you are praying specifically, remember Father is moved by compassion, not judgment. For example, quite often our children or mates do things that anger us and we sometimes fall into the sin of unforgiveness. Stop! Ask the Father if you have ever done this or something like it. Chances are, He is going to bring to mind a similar situation. So now you can repent of that situation and your unforgiveness. Your heart is turned to compassion and forgiveness toward your offender. Remember, what ever you loose on earth shall be loosed in Heaven. Instead of binding them with unforgiveness, you have loosed the Spirit of Forgiveness to move upon their heart and their lives. To finish up, ask the Father to give you the ability to love them…even if they never change. There is much more to learn about prayer. Our God is an awesome God.
ReplyDeleteThursday, January 16, 2014
11:57 PM
Just a Word About Prayer
Prayer is just talking to the Father . Just spilling your thoughts to Him. It is His desire for you to know Him intimately and that takes time; time alone with Him. He and Adam walked in the garden in the cool of the evening.
Riding in the car is a great time. Walking the dog or weeding the flower beds are mindless activities where you can focus your attention on Him. Some of my greatest prayer time has come when I was working in the garden or getting rid of those weeds.
Having hard times is some of the greatest time with Father. We need to be and feel loved when we are in the midst of tribulation and there is no greater love than that of our Father. Seeking that satisfaction from our mates is a black hole and that's what we become. We suck everything out of our mates and friends and children only to wind up angry that they are not meeting our needs. Guess what? They can never meet your needs. If they could then Jesus died in vain. We are designed to seek Him and that is the only love that truly satisfies.
Sometimes we need to just shut up and listen. If we are continually talking, we can't hear what the Father is sating. I've actually heard Him say, "Shut up and listen to Me." Occasionally, He has something important to say. Something we need to hear for that moment…direction…instruction…an encouraging word…a Word of Knowledge…understanding a situation…wisdom…a promise.
If you are praying specifically, remember Father is moved by compassion, not judgment. For example, quite often our children or mates do things that anger us and we sometimes fall into the sin of unforgiveness. Stop! Ask the Father if you have ever done this or something like it. Chances are, He is going to bring to mind a similar situation. So now you can repent of that situation and your unforgiveness. Your heart is turned to compassion and forgiveness toward your offender. Remember, what ever you loose on earth shall be loosed in Heaven. Instead of binding them with unforgiveness, you have loosed the Spirit of Forgiveness to move upon their heart and their lives. To finish up, ask the Father to give you the ability to love them…even if they never change. There is much more to learn about prayer. Our God is an awesome God.
To those who are called by my name, I caution your haughtiness and your pride in your salvation…for you act as though you yourself have done this thing and yet, you are not able deliver one hair from your head unto Father apart from me.
ReplyDeleteI have said that I am the vine and you are the branches and apart from the vine the branches will wither and die. I am that vine and through me flow the living water that you require to sustain your spirit, soul and body. You must dwell in Me and I in you.
I call you to a closer walk, for even though you prosper, terror will soon fill the hearts of men. Unless you know Him in whom you have believed, you will be deceived. At this moment terror stands boldly in the daylight for all to see and yet many do not yet perceive the terror. For it is covered in fine clothing, shining brightly and speaking promises that shall be broken, deceiving many with high hope , but they shall be lead into wretched poverty and slavery.
Seek Me and my Spirit while there is yet time…for when the last grain of sand has fallen through the glass, My angels shall come for the harvest. Pray that you are found worthy in me. Take up your cross this day and follow Me.
The old rusty Buick…
ReplyDeleteIn 1975 my business moved to a new location in Orland with a rail siding. This was a real time saver since we didn't have to offload onto trucks and haul to the yard. All was well until one day as I was working in the yard when the AM Track came by at 70 miles per hour.
From that time on I began to have occasional nightmares of the train derailing, chasing me as they piled up one after the other. I would awake with a jolt, my heart racing and sweat popping out all over.
The business sold in 1986 and I moved to the mountains in North Carolina, however the dreams persisted, always the same train wreck…always chasing me as I desperately tried to escape.
In 1991 I was working for another contractor in the coal mines near Tuscaloosa, Alabama. As was my custom most every day, I drove out to the mine to check progress. After being on site for several hours, I headed back to the office.
As I stopped at the mine entrance, an old, very rusty 1971 Buick came bouncing around the curve very fast. I say bouncing because the shocks were worn out an the old car just floated on the springs. I remember thinking to myself that was sure an old dilapidated wreck of a car.
I pulled out on the curvy two lane paved road and headed for the office. About four miles down the road I came upon the rusty old Buick sitting at the rail crossing as the trans passed by. It was very odd to pull up behind him and his old jalopy sitting back from the tracks about 150 feet.
I just thought it was odd that he stopped back so far from the tracks, but when I looked down the tracks to see how long the train was, I saw a set of wheels jump the rails. I thought that surely the wheels would jump back on the tracks as I shifted into reverse and looked into the rearview mirror to see another car right stopped right on my bumper. There was no where to go and the rail cars, one after another, were tipping over and piling up right in front of me.
Panic began to seize me as I desperately looked around for a way out like a rat caught in a trap. The noise was deafening, screeching and banging and crunching…Coal dust and the dry summer dust boiling everywhere until there was nothing but gray outside the windshield. Nothing to do but sit there and let it happen…not even time to pray.
Finally there was silence…deafening silence. No crashing, thundering, screeching. As the dust began to settle, I could see the disaster before me, ten to 15 cars strewn every which way and some on top of one another and the last car laying on it side right not more than ten feet in front of the old rusty Buick.
One by one the cars behind began backing up and turning around; not a single person got out of their car. They just turned around and drove away.
I for one was stunned. If not for the old rusty Buick, I would have been under that pile of rail cars and most likely just a greasy spot. One might say this was coincidence, but in all of my years, I've never seen anyone stop that far from a rail crossing. In my mind this was truly the hand of God and an angel driving that old rusty Buick.
Some time ago, I had a thought from Father that I should give $1500.00 to a certain young minister. Now I was just trying to get started in another business, so I told the Lord that I only had $3000.00 and that I didn't know when or where the next money was coming. Anyway he wasn't our Pastor…and that was that.
ReplyDeleteSome months later, I had another thought from my Father that I should give $3000.00 to the same young minister. Again, I was in the startup stages of a new business, so I told the Lord that I still didn't know when or where the next money was coming. Anyway he was not our Pastor…and that was that.
Well, as the Lord blessed our venture, I received a check for a goodly sum of money. I went to the bank and deposited the check. A few days later, as I was sitting at my desk paying bills, again I had another thought from Father that I should give $7000.00 to the same young minister. Now, I had to argue with the Lord a little in that You know he is not really our Pastor. I had more than enough money, so that argument was out the window…and that was not that. Finally, I said, "OK, this is a bit of money, so Father, you are going to have to confirm this.
I finished paying the bills and just as I was closing the check book, my wife came down stairs, eyes locked on me all the way. She did somewhat alarm me as she looked to intently at me. She said, "I feel as though we're supposed to give this young minister some money."
As you might imagine, I was pretty much stunned as I asked, "How much?" She said meekly, "$7000.00." in a questioning voice, almost apologizing.
I turned and wrote the check and put it in an envelope and said to my wife, "Come on let's go give this to them before I think of a reason not to." On the way out, my wife grabbed the telephone book to look up the address, as we didn't know where they lived. Upp, just a few miles away.
As we pulled into the drive of their new three bedroom suburban home, we were wondering if anyone was home since there wasn't a car in the driveway.
You know, we can't remember their names and he wasn't there. Just his wife and two small toddlers. She invited us in, even though both she and the hose were a wreck. Not dirty to be clear, just clutter and toys and such.
We chatted for a few minutes and then we said we had to go. We turned and as we reached the door, she began to scream. Startled, we turned around to see her shaking almost violently…and then she began to cry and try to speak.
We were both somewhat shocked at her reaction as we put our arms around her.
She garbled out, "You don't know what this means." Not a question, but a statement. The IRS was foreclosing on our home tomorrow and we had no place to go. This is the amount we need to save our home.
She was so worried and stressed. She had been praying almost constantly for months that the Lord would provide. I felt bad that I had withheld the money the Lord had for them, but still even now I rejoice in the Lord for what He can do.
This needs to be added to "Just a Word of Encouragement and Exhortation" posted on January 17, 2014.
ReplyDeleteImmediately after I saw my daughter in the ICU, I called our church in the middle of the night. There was always someone in the Prayer Chapel interceding for the church. After the call I saw in an open vision and from a great height, a map of the United States. I knew that our church was connected to many other churches. One by one, I saw the lights of the churches come on all across our country. The lights spread as if lighting a Christmas tree.
Hundreds of churches, maybe even thousands where praying. And that's the point I wanted to make. Such a mighty cry when up before the Lord that it must have shaken the walls of Heaven.
You can be an island, but it's better to have friends who are connected to the Body of Christ. Someday you may need to break down the gates of Hell, or raise the dead, or heal someone. Certainly, God is no respecter of persons. He uses whoever He will and precisely at the moment of need. Truly, our God is an awesome God and He does reign.