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Wake Up!

I awoke this morning at 4:44 A.M.  I believe 4 means trouble.  We have trouble multiplied by 3 in the world today.  God’s government, as reflected in the Bible is 12, it is perfect government.  It is being challenged on every front.

I look at the clock and many times, more than just mere coincidence, I see 11:11.  To me this is man’s government in transition. 1 x 4 = 4…trouble.  Man’s government being touted as the means to peace has brought much trouble to our world.

The real battle is God’s government versus satan’s government; there is war in the heavenlies and earth reflects the battle.  There have been many challenges for rule of the earth since the beginning of time.  This time, I believe, it is for “all the marbles”.  The attitude seems to me to be:  “Go for broke!”  “No holds barred!”

Contrary to what you may believe at this point, I am not a numerologist, nor am I a reactionary,  but I believe God is speaking through every means possible to people who have ears to hear and eyes to see.

The message is:  WAKE UP! It’s later than you think.

Many are issuing warnings about the time we are living in now.  Some are trying to get the message of the gospel out and others are like ostriches with their heads buried in the sand hoping that this will all go away so they can get back to business as usual.

You cannot ignore this.  It will not go away.

There is no return to normal as we have known it.  There is only war on every hand right now.

Some have written about pastors who have sold their soul to the god of mammon  They think they are free and doing what is best; in time they will see and know the truth, but then it will be too late.

“Everything that can be shaken will be shaken, until all that remains is that which cannot be shaken.”  my version of Hebrews 12:27

God will have a people.  A people who are made in His image and His likeness.  A people who are set apart to do His will.  We are in the process of becoming that people.  But, it is a choice, a decision.  And, as I have said many times before, no decision is a decision.

This train is moving fast down the tracks,”Faster than a speeding bullet.”, and there will be no stops between” here” and “there it is”.  It will get nasty outside.  Keep your hands inside. If you mess with God’s plans you may get cut off.  There will come a great “falling away”.  Some of the people you love will not go with you.  Prepare your heart for it now while it is still today.

Dedicated, consecrated, set apart: “My heart is fixed oh Lord trusting in thee.” Psalm 112:7  It is the only place of safety.  Then it will not matter what man does.  Only God’s “will be done on earth as it is in Heaven”.  He will keep what you give to Him. Trust Him.

Some will fall during the time of persecution.  It will be used to serve God’s purpose. These martyrs know who they are.  Others will be kept safe in the secret place of the Most High.  Can we let God be God?

This will be the end of all things, as we know it, if the world chooses man’s government.

The world has been given a time of reprieve, it is our choice to take it or not.  If we do not take what God has given, we will very quickly go into the time of the end as recorded in Matthew 24.  This chapter is divided up into about 3 times.  The beginning of sorrows, persecution and great tribulation.  Reprieve is a time for making changes.  Matthew 24 will be fulfilled, just like every prophecy of scripture has been or will be, in its time.  Our choices can determine how quickly that happens.  God knows.

It is time to choose sides if you haven’t before.  Game on!

Seriously, consider your own personal life and times.  Open your eyes.  Are you ready for what lies just ahead?

God offers you His way of doing and being right.  It is by accepting the sacrifice of His Son, Yeshua, the man we call Jesus.  If you had been the only one who needed to be saved He would have died just for you.  That is LOVE!

So, today consider your ways, if you examine yourself and find that you fall short, then come to Jesus, humble yourself, repent and receive Him as your Lord and Savior.  He promises that He will receive you and adopt you into the Family of God.  You will have a new life and will be with Him and all who have believed and received Him down through the ages when all is said and all is done.

May the Lord bless you and keep you close to Him,  is my prayer.

Joy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wine and Spirits

Have you ever walked into a store and asked the question:  “Where are the spirits, I would like to buy some spirits.”

There is a controversy concerning the use of alcohol.  My definition of alcohol, the kind that people consume, is beer, wine, whiskey, bourbon, champagne etc. etc. etc.

Wine and Spirits; I don’t know what the definition of Spirits is there, but I do know a spirit is something that can be Holy or it can be unholy.  The Holy Spirit is sent to and for the benefit of a person who believes is Jesus Christ as their Savior and Lord.   A spirit can also be from the dark side.  Spirits must possess a  body to operate in the earth realm.

My parents divorced as a result of alcoholism, a process that began when my Dad was a teen-ager.  It happened that during prohibition, my Dad’s mom died and his father married a woman who had been his school teacher.  She did not like my Dad and made life miserable for him.  The result was that she told him to get out.  He was 16.

There was a neighbor who made “bathtub gin” and he needed runners for it.  My Dad and his friend were hired.  That is where the road to death by alcohol began.  It ended with my Dad dying of cancer, a dry drunk.  The good news is that at the very end he received Jesus as his Savior.

There is a beginning for everything as well as an end.  Nothing is static.  Nothing!

No one is my family was a “teetotaler”.  My grandmother kept blackberry brandy on hand for times when we would get sick.  I recall one time when I was very sick.  She gave me some brandy, I recall it burned in my throat, she heaped blankets on me and said to “sweat it out”.

My uncle and aunt, my mother’s sister, began their process with alcohol with beer.  My uncles first job was driving a beer truck.  From there he had jobs that always involved alcohol in some fashion.  His last job was managing the city liquor store.  At their home alcohol was served before, with, and after a meal.  The end of the story is that, while at first the use of alcohol was controllable, in the end it controlled them.  My aunt became a hopeless alcoholic, dying from cirrhosis of the liver.  My uncle died penniless and sick.

They had lived the high life.  They had no children, by their choice, and their incomes were always spent on being happy.  There was a small house that was their sanctuary.  They had a lot of things, they loved being at the lake fishing, their boat was their pride and joy and there were always fine cars and friends to party with.  But in the end, alcoholism impoverished them and claimed their lives.

My observation is that with alcohol as with many other things such as nicotine and illegal drugs, there is no such thing as just a little.   I believe there is a process that begins when you take the first taste, the first hit.

Again, from my observation, some people take to alcohol instantly, they love it from the first taste.  Some people don’t care for the taste of it but because it is the culture they move in, they learn to like it.  Other people hate the taste and cannot imagine why anyone would want to drink it.  But, this is not the controversy.

The things above are only matters of preference.

Here is the controversy…

There is a group of people who call themselves Christian, who see no problem with alcohol consumption, as long as it is wine.  This is not a matter of taste, they simply believe that the Bible shows that it is acceptable and they have their own vineyards where they grow the grapes to make the wine.  They believe this makes it holy, and thus makes it acceptable.

There are other believers who see the warnings in the Bible concerning alcohol and the resulting bondage that comes with it, and they want nothing to do with it.  Maybe, like me, they have seen what the process has done to their family.

I come from a broken home.  My mother and father’s marriage was destroyed by alcohol abuse.  Because beer controlled my Dad, in the end he could not hold down a job.  My grandmother tried to help as best she could, but with six children to support the county welfare system was asked to help.  In the end they refused to continue support as long as my Dad was in the house.

Every one of my siblings used alcohol when they were young, even though they had the example of what it could do to a person’s life.  Only when they met Jesus and received Him as their Savior and Lord did they forsake that lifestyle and only then did they end the downward spiral caused by alcohol.  To this day, each of us hate alcohol use and abuse.

I don’t know what your stand is friend, but I know that a decision must be made and we will be responsible to God for that decision.  So consider carefully the things I have laid out here.  Ask yourself this question:  When I stand before God to give an account for my life will it have pleased the Lord?  Will He say to me, “Well done, good and faithful servant enter in to the joy of the Lord.”  God and you are the only ones who can answer that question.

My favorite verse from the Bible is this:  “As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.”

Sharing the messages God puts on my heart in this forum is done mostsly out of obedience, but also, part of it is my desire to get you to thinking.  God is the judge and the Bible says that He tests and tries the “sons of men”.  That being the case, I suggest that you seriously consider what pleases Him.  From that vantage point make your decision.

May the Lord bless you today with His love.  May His love fill every vacancy in your soul.

Joy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tests and Trying Times

Life is not easy.  I am sure that most of you would agree with that statement.  The Bible says:  “Many are the afflictions of the righteous but the Lord delivers him out of them all.” Psalm 34:19

Trying times prove what is inside of us.  My mentor used the example of a tube of toothpaste when squeezed…what is inside comes out.  Trying times squeeze us and we say and do things we would not during better days.

“This is a test, this Is only a test!” In my youth, many times, I heard this statement on the radio.  When times of testing come to us, and they do to us all, they cause us to stop and consider our course in life or they cause us to react to the circumstances.

If we are believers in Jesus and have chosen to enter into the walk of faith, we have been prepared for the tests that inevitably will come.  God has given us His armor, His name and His blood that was shed on the cross.  We are armed with prayer as a weapon.  All of this is available to whoever will take it up.

Somehow many of us like to believe that a loving God would never let us go through anything hard or difficult.  And yet if we are honest with ourselves, we know that is not a reality of life on planet earth.  Life as a Christian is not only peaceful and pleasant, but also hard and difficult.  We are spiritual people living in a carnal world where the god of this world hates us.  There is persecution because of the Spirit of God who lives within us.  But there is also comfort because of the Spirit of God who lives within us.

I an struck with the reality that most of us do not take the Bible seriously or we sadly misinterpret it.  My cousin said the Bible has a lot of killing; his perspective of God was that He is a hateful God who likes to kill people.  If he had read on further he would have seen that God is love and everything that He does is because of His love.  Sometimes the most loving thing that can happen is to remove evil from the world.  Think capital punishment.  A life for a life under the law.  Only the gospel offers pardon when there is repentance.

God dealt with the nation of Israel through the law and the prophets as recorded in the Old Testament .  God dealt with the Gentiles through the apostles as recorded in the New Testament.  He has dealt with all in His love.  All of it was recorded for our benefit.  But none of it was recorded so that we may pick and choose what we want to accept and what we don’t.  We must accept the whole counsel of God.

Today I am thankful.  I am thankful that I met Jesus as a young person and have been getting more intimately acquainted with Him as I age.  I have experienced some very difficult things in my 81 years but I can truly say that God has been faithful and delivered me out of all my troubles.  His Word is true and He alone is faithful and to be worshipped and praised.  I commend Him to you.

“O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusts in Him.” Psalm 34:8

I pray that you will find Him faithful in all of the circumstances of your life, and if for the moment you are experiencing a difficult time, a test, I pray that you will turn to Him with all your heart and let His love soothe the hurt and wounds you have.  I love you with the love of the Lord and I pray that somehow these feeble words of mine have helped you along the way.

Joy

 

 

 

Rant

It is 2:00 A.M. and I am angry.

I hate the enemy.  He is the enemy of man.  He was Lucifer, the light bearer, but his pride and rebellion got him kicked out of Heaven.  He can’t get at God so he attacks the one that God loves, that would be you and me.

You may know him as the father of lies, a murderer from the beginning, the devil, satan, the dragon, the accuser of the brethren, the god of this world and more.

Lucifer had it all and he lost it all. His hate for God is strong but he cannot touch Him. Because of the fall in Eden and the earth lease he stole from Adam, he is now the god of this world system and he has the legal right to try to gain control of it all through unregenerate man. His way to do that is to deceive with lies.

He has been defeated by Jesus. The only authority he has is what humans give him and that he steals through lies.

He is legalistic, then let the law be stated: The BLOOD OF JESUS has satisfied the laws demands that when a man sins he must die. “If a man will believe in his heart and confess with his mouth that Jesus Christ is Lord he will be saved.”

If a man receives what Jesus did on the cross, the sacrifice of His life as the sinless lamb of God, he is free from the law of sin and death.

Jesus speaking: The thief has come to kill, steal and destroy; I have come that you might have life and have it more abundantly.” John 10:10

Who is the thief then but the one who comes on mission to kill you, to steal everything you have and ultimately destroy your life and take you to hell, where there is torment forever.

Why would anyone in their “right mind” choose to believe that there is no God, that there is no devil, no Heaven or Hell.

It is obvious that they are not in their right mind. For if they were,
they would see and know that all of the above is evident reality, if they but had eyes to see and ears to hear.

“Having eyes they do not see and having ears they do not hear.”

What then do we do? What then can we think or say to all of this when we see a loved one go down this path?

Pray! Speak up! Fear saying something because they might get mad? Maybe they won’t “like” you? Maybe they will cut you off? Have you not heard this said about salvation? “I was mad, then I was sad and then I was glad.”

A stand must be taken. Satan must be addressed! This is not a simple matter of giving a bunch of pills to a person that already has spirits that travel with them, constantly speaking in their ears.

And while I am at it, how can a person who doesn’t know God, though they have a degree in psychology, give help or direction to a demon possessed person?

Why do we in America think that demon possession does not happen here? Ask anyone from Africa or Haiti if demons are real, they know they are.

Why would an otherwise normal, healthy person lose interest in life and interaction with others. Why would they choose instead to spend hours with a computer or TV on the couch or in the bed?

Why would they choose to be alone or with those who are just like them struggling to find meaning in life? The answer: demons and evil spirits because of choices they made that opened the door to them.

Progression:

My aunt started out as a pretty little farm girl and she ended up hopelessly addicted to alcohol, dying of cirrhosis of the liver. Her husband started out driving a beer truck and ended up dying an alcoholic and alone.

They were young once, very much alive and enjoying life, but choices made the difference. You see, it isn’t how you start your life that matters the most, it is how you end it. It’s always the finish line.

“Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be, the end for which the first was made.” Progression is what I am talking to you about. You are going somewhere. What is your destination?

The person contemplating suicide does not start out thinking they would end up where they are. They made some bad decisions, they chose the wrong friends, they read some lies and believed them to be truth. Now they find their life not worth living. They see no hope and no help. Nothing left to do but to end it all.

Suicide takes the lives of seven young people out of a thousand. Seven who thought life was not worth living, when in fact they had everything going for them.

Three young pastors, each in their thirties, each with a family, each viewed as successful, recently took their own lives. No doubt, they had the thought (not their own by the way, always produced by a demon) that life was not worth living, they had to end their suffering. There was no thought of the suffering that they would inflict upon those who loved them. Suicide is the ultimate act of selfishness.

“In this world you will have tribulation, but be of good cheer for I have overcome the world.”

Please hear me on this…suicide is not about you. It is about taking another soul from God. You see, God so loved the world that He gave His Son that if anyone believes and receives Him will have eternal life with God in Heaven.

The alternative to Heaven is Hell. Who was it that said there is an equal and opposite for everything? There is good and there is evil. To deny it is to live in lalaland.

Where can I go from your Spirit? The Bible answers, no where!

“There is a Heaven to gain and a Hell to shun.”

Everything in this world will end. Everything but one thing, people. Human beings are given life by God, they are spirit and soul for whom he makes a body. Psalm 139.

Romans 8:28
What the enemy meant for evil God will take and use for good!

There is hope for the hopeless, it is found in God and His plan for your life. He says, “I know the plans I have for you, plans for good and not for evil to give you hope and a future.”

It is God’s will that “all be saved and come to the knowledge of the truth.”

Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth and the life and no one comes to the Father except by me.”

If God be God then serve Him! Do not bow the knee to the enemy!
Hell was “prepared for the devil and his angels.” God does not send anyone to Hell, it was never intended for people, they go there by their own choice.

Hell is a place of torment because it is permanent, there is no getting out. It is a place of no light, Jesus said, “I am the light of the world, whoever follows me will not walk in darkness.” There is light and there is dark.

Why are bars dark? “Who named it a bar, named it well for ‘tis a bar to Heaven and a gate to Hell.”

Hell is a place of separation. The only god in Hell is satan, God’s enemy and yours and he is the ultimate dictator.

When you arrive in Hell, then you will know that satan lied and deceived you, because he will tell you “what a fool you are to have believed him.”

You will face eternity with no reprieve, no comfort, only terror and torment forever.

If you don’t believe it, read the books that people have written who went there and were told to tell what they saw, felt and heard. They were told to warn those of us still alive on planet earth about this awful place, so we would not believe the enemy’s lies that he does not exist and that Hell does not exist.

Go online and watch as Bill Wiese tells of the twenty three minutes that he spent in Hell. These people are eyewitnesses.

Don’t be a fool!

It is written:
“A fool says in his heart, ‘There is no God!’”

I have had enough of the lies, enough of the saving face, enough of the pretense. Let the truth be told. Let is be known far and wide. Heaven is real, God is real and so is the devil and Hell.

Raise up the voices long silent, Hell is a real place and so is Heaven. You cannot pick one to believe in and not the other.

I have heard all of the arguments, I am not interested. Make a choice today, is it Heaven or Hell for you?

Isn’t it time, past time, for the church of Jesus Christ to wake up and be the church? Isn’t it time for each person who says they are a Christian to act like the Messiah did when He walked this earth?

Are we afraid of being crucified? When will we stop walking in fear of man and walk in the fear of God; that is, the holy, reverent fear of God…because He is so awesome, so powerful, so loving.

The accuser is not on par with God. He is not God’s equal. He has been defeated by Jesus death on the cross. God is God and there is no other, there is none like Him.

I received Jesus as my Savior when I was fifteen years of age, I began to know Him as Lord when I was in my thirties, I am now in my eighties and looking at the second half of my life. I can tell you that He has been faithful; He has been my God, my life all of these years.

I have traveled to Europe and Scandinavia, I’ve been to Israel twice and I have been to every state in the United States at least once; and I have lived in five states. I have “been a lot of places and I’ve seen a lot of faces”…and I can tell you there is no one like Him, He is a friend “that sticketh closer than a brother”.

I highly recommend that you believe and receive the truth. It will change your life.

Pray for those who struggle with depression. It is a spirit and can be overcome by the Holy Spirit, the power of God. God has given authority to His people. We can rise up and take our place in this generation. It is time for the world to see the people of God loving them to life. And, sometimes telling them the truth, even if it is painful, is the most loving thing we can do.

Choices matter. They have consequences. Tell the young people.

America has given itself to materialism, aberrant sexuality, and abortion. The end of that is death to America. If you want to see America returned to God, mother and country, then you need to pray and you need to vote in the upcoming election.

Stop living out of your mind and emotions. Start seeing with the eyes of the Spirit. God has a plan. Seek His plan and not your own.

Keep it simple sweetie. Those who are led by the Spirit, they are the sons of God.

God of Heaven and earth, you are good, there is no one like you, I know not any. I pray for anyone who may read this to be convicted by your Holy Spirit if they are not walking according to your will and plan for their lives. Have mercy upon us in America and wake us up to Truth. Keep us from falling for the lies of the enemy. Give us eyes to see and ears to hear what you are saying to us.

I pray for those who struggle with depression to see that the focus is on themselves and not on you or others. God, deliver them out of the mind-bending brain fog that envelopes their soul and fill them with your light. May they know the joy of the Lord which gives strength to overcome all obstacles.

Help us, your people, to prioritize our lives. To know the joy of the Lord is to put Jesus first, Others next, and Yourself last. Lord teach us to pray, teach us to worship and praise you, because “praise stills the avenger.” and you “inhabit the praises of your people.”

“May the Lord bless you and keep you, may the Lord make His face to shine upon you and give you His peace. In the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen!”

Selah!

TIME

Today, while it is today….

How much time do you have left on earth?  Do you think your age is the determining factor?

She walked into the doctor’s office to have a routine yearly exam.  When she left the office and walked to her car, she was in shock.  The diagnoses…Cancer!  She was a mother of 5 under the age of 10.

Just beginning to live.  An unexpected car accident on his way home in the early morning hours took his life.  He was 18.

An older couple, on their way home from a restaurant, he had a seizure and lost control of the car, it hit an abutment and she went into eternity.

Time.  Every human being is given an allotment.  What are you doing with yours?

Words matter.  Words can change circumstances.  Words can change you.

Are you ”wasting time”?  Maybe you are ”killing time” or maybe you are “having the time of your life”.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 The Amplified Bible:  “To everything there is a season, and a time for every matter or purpose under heaven.”

Words matter.  Words can change a situation.  Words can change you.

Perspective, viewpoint, angle, context, aspect, appearance.

”Don’t believe anything of what you hear and only half of what you see!”

”You are what you eat.”

”You get back what you give out.”

Are these statements truth, lie or half-truth ?

There is only One absolute:  The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob!

There is only One Word that can change your life, alter your perspective and give you a life full to overflowing : Jesus, the Word become flesh.

“As it is written, things which eye has not seen and ear has not heard, And which have not entered into the heart of man of all that God has prepared for those who love Him.”  I Corinthians 2:9 NASB

Time.  How are you spending it?  “Awake thou that sleepest !”  Ephesians 5:14 KJV

”It’s time to smell the flowers!”

 

Thoughts – Christmas 2019

Merry Christmas! 🎄

All of my life I have heard the phrase “Merry Christmas” in December.  We were so happy that Christmas time had come at last.  Preparations began the first week of December at our house.  Grandma baked.  She made the traditional Norwegian treats, lefse , sandbakkels, spritz cookies, kringle, rosettes, fatiman, fruit cake, and many other cookies. These were all stored in tins and put in the basement where it was cool until the big day arrived.

The 24th of December the family would gather together at Grandma’s house.  My uncle Everett would bring Mom and the kids to the farm, Dad didn’t come in the later years.  My aunt and uncle also came from a nearby town.  I was always excited for us to be together as a family because It did not happen often.  it was late that evening when everyone would leave to go home, well satisfied that it was good.

Christmas Day grandma and grandpa and I went to church.  It was tradition.  Church was a big part of our lives.  I loved every thing having to do with church.

Life happened, changes came and Christmas came around every year, but it was not the same.  Never the same.  When I had my own family, and became part of my husband’s large extended family, I tried to recapture the feeling, the essence of what I felt as a child.  It didn’t happen, so I adjusted to the new normal.

With time, Christmas began to be not only about family coming together, it became about presents, bigger and better, the latest fad, and spending more, charging it on your credit card and “pay later”.  Presents under the tree, piled high and deep, that was a good Christmas.

As I grew in faith and began to search, I learned that Christmas as celebrated on December 25th was not the birth of the Christ child but rather a holiday concocted by the Roman emperor, Constantine, to make new converts to Christianity able to celebrate their pagan holiday.  Christmas was a man-made tradition.

At this stage of my life, Christmas is once more about family.  I know that it is a tradition and not the birthday of Yeshua, Jesus my Savior, I know that He did not ask us to remember His birth;  He told us to remember His death until He came back,  nevertheless, I have come full circle, Christmas is now family time.

We look forward to spending time with children and grand children over the Christmas holiday this year.  Our years here on planet earth are coming close to the end and we realize that it is time to make the most of the remaining moments.  Who better to spend them with than family.

May your Christmas be Merry and Bright!

Joy

 

 

 

A Snowy Day…A Plane Crash

The snow was falling softly in great big flakes as I drove my four year old son to nursery school, it was January of 1975. My two year old was in a car seat.

The corner that I was approaching was familiar to me. It was normally a busy intersection at that time of the morning, but this day there were very few vehicles there. As it turned out, that was a very good thing.

On my right and just ahead of me was a small apartment building. To the left was a strip mall and there was a gas station on the corner there.

Suddenly, I heard what I knew was an airplane motor. It was close. I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was in trouble and that it was going to crash.

“I am going to pull into the parking lot.” I said.

I stopped the car, got out and ran toward the airplane that was now on the ground.

“Stay in the car”, I said to my boys.

As I approached the plane I could see a man in the passenger seat. Fear was on him, he was pleading, “My arm is stuck, get it loose!” I reached through the broken window and lifted his arm. It came loose easily.

At that point I heard something. Looking over I saw what appeared to be a salmon colored pillow, I didn’t realize it was the pilot until I came around to the left side of the plane. His head was under the dashboard. I placed my left hand under it and brought his head out.

I was holding his head in my hand when I heard: “Leave the area!”

At that point, I noticed that there were many police and rescue people on the scene. The area had been cordoned off with yellow and black plastic tape. I had been totally unaware of anything around me up to that time. I did not even notice that the snow around the plane was covered with fuel and could have ignited at anytime.

As I moved around the front of the plane to leave, a policeman was helping a woman out of the back of the plane. He seemed bewildered. He said, “I don’t know where to take her.” I said, “My car is just over there if you want to put her in there.”

We both heard the order, “Take her into the gas station.” He took one of her arms and I took the other and we walked her into the station. Bringing her to the back wall of the entrance, she slid down to the floor where she sat in disbelief of what had just happened.

I had the thought that I should sit in front of her to shield her from the drafts caused by the door opening and closing all the time. People were coming and going constantly.

I don’t know how long I sat there before a woman came over to the woman on the floor and began to ask questions. Not knowing who this woman was, or why she was asking her so many questions, I felt irritated with her. My thought was, “She just came out of a crash, leave her alone.” Nevertheless, it was part of God’s overall plan, as you will see when my story is over.

I learned that the woman involved in the crash was Mrs. McCullough. She, her husband and their daughter were with their pilot on their way to Canada for business when the plane began to have trouble. The pilot Don, had followed the river, trying to find the airport when the crash occurred.

Many people in the area heard the plane and it was later revealed that much prayer had gone up to God for the people in that plane. God heard!

The “nosy” lady turned to me and played her twenty questions game. I didn’t see what the point of this was, but I answered, giving her my name and telephone number. My four year old came into the station, questioning, I told him, “Get back into the car.”

Shortly after that, the McCullough’s daughter was brought into the station and laid along the wall by her mother. She had a broken right arm, the bone stuck out of the flesh about three inches. As one can imagine, she was crying in pain.

The week before this crash occurred, I had read a book about several different kind of prayers. In that book there was a prayer the author called, a “channel” prayer. When you did not know what to pray, you simply prayed, “Dear Lord, let me be a channel for your will to be done.” I reached my hand out to touch the girl and silently prayed that prayer. The girl instantly stopped crying.

A tall man in a big, black overcoat came into the station. He asked Mrs. McCullough and the girl some questions and then ordered paramedics to take the girl to the hospital. At that point, I came to myself. There is no other way to describe it. I became aware of everything, not the least of which was my two boys. I got up and went to my car.

I sat there trembling, thinking, “What am I to do now?” I couldn’t take my son to school. I wanted to be with someone, but who, as I was not an outgoing person who had friends to go to. I needed prayer. I recalled that the church ladies were meeting to do a project, I would go there. Sadly, all that happened there was a cup of tea and sympathy and then they went back to their project. I went home.

During the night, about two in the morning, something I had not experienced up to that point happened, I was hit with travail. Falling upon my knees, I began to weep, moan and groan for someone. I pleaded, “Please God, let him live.”

The next morning, about nine, my phone rang. It was the “nosy” lady. She began to regale me with her exploits of the morning. She had been to the hospital to see the McCulloughs and told me that Mrs. McCullough wanted to see me. I politely refused. She would not take no for an answer, so I promised I would go see her.

In that time period, you did not go to visit someone in the hospital without taking flowers or a gift, it just was not done. My problem was that I had only $1.98 and what could you buy with that? There were no credit cards in our lives at that point. So, off to the hospital I went.

When I arrived in the gift shop of the hospital, I looked for some flowers, but they were much more money than I had. God knew my heart, for way in the back was a small rose bowl with a single carnation floating in water for the exact amount of money that I had. He is so good!

I walked into Mrs. McCullough’s room and gave her the flower. She was the chatty type of a person, outgoing and friendly. She talked about the people that had come to see her and then said, “Who are you?” I was shocked by the question as I assumed she would know me. After all, I had sat in front of her for what seemed like an hour at the gas station.

“I am Joy.”, I said. She replied, “No, you are not!” “Joy has long blonde hair that turns up at the ends and the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, and you are not her.”

I tried to explain that I was there and that perhaps she didn’t recognize me because I had on a different jacket and mittens, since the others had blood on them. She would not accept that. She knew what she saw. I told her that perhaps she saw angel, but I was indeed there. She would not be convinced.

Over the next few weeks, I visited them. Each time I would hear more of what God had done for them and in them. He did much healing in them and the pilot as well. Their daughter was sent home within the week of the accident, as she had only the broken arm and some bruises. As I recall the prognosis for their recovery was in terms of a year or years, but God shortened the time at least by half.

A few years ago now, I received a phone call from the pilot, Don. He caught me up to date on his life. He ended up marrying his nurse and they live in Iowa. He became a Christian. It was he that I travailed for that night. Thank God he is living for the Lord.  He told me that the McCullough’s never did believe that I was there.

Sadly, as far as I know today, the McCullough’s did not remain with the Lord. They were back-slidden Christians at the time of the accident. After the accident, they went back to the place they lived and were on several TV. and radio programs, sharing their testimony. I later heard that they had walked away again.

Bethany Publishing was going to do a book about this story, but because of the lifestyle of the McCullough’s, they never did.

I trust that this incident in my life has caused you to see how much God loves His own, the back-slider and the lost.

God bless you today, friends!

Joy

Intimidation and Other Lies

Katrina was the only girl in a family of four.  Her brothers were all favored by their dad.  She longed for favor from him too.

As a little girl her mother dressed her in clothes that her grandmother made out of feed sacks.    Katrina came to hate home-made clothes and longed for store-bought clothes.

When she became an adult Katrina exerted her independence, choosing pants and baggy tops instead of dresses or a skirt and blouse.

When Katrina was 14 years old her father began to molest her.  This was not the attention that she wanted from him, but she felt trapped, unable to fight back.  She said nothing about it to anyone for over 20 years.

When I met her, she was a tightly held, reserved woman who rarely, if ever, divulged a thought about anything.

Intimidation is an interesting subject.  Because first of all, the person who has been intimidated as a child does not know that they are bound up, they are coping as best they know how to.

Secondly, if that intimidation has come as a result of sexual abuse as a child, the bondage goes very deep into the soul.  It is like a giant tree that overshadows the whole life of the person.

There is in the person a “fight back” or “push back” reaction when anyone tries to bring constructive criticism designed to help them to be free.  And this is very hard to overcome, in fact, the only thing that can set them free is the love of God.

I know that I am loved by God, but accepting the love of other people and being able to trust them was a difficult thing for me.  I was thinking this morning about some things from my own childhood.

My grandmother took me into her home when I was 8 years old and raised me until I graduated from high school at 18.  Then, my aunt got me a job at the bank that she had worked at as a young lady.  I had no self-esteem.  I longed to be loved and accepted.

I was managed by my uncle.  He became the father figure in my life.  It was a love hate relationship.  As a young man in his “twenties”, he was not prepared for parenting and especially not parenting a strong-willed child.  His method was to “crush” whatever rebellion he saw in me.

I was physically abused as a young child and there was some sexual abuse as well, but nothing in that time that would have been thought of as sexual abuse.  The result was that I grew up to be an angry person easily intimidated by anyone with authority.

Today we see sexual abuse spoken of freely in the media.  But, very little is done to help those who have been victims of it.  Rather, they are exploited to tell their story and they are paid well to do so, in some cases.  However, most of those who have been subjected to sexual abuse do not want to talk about it.

In my case, I did not tell anyone my experiences until just a few years ago and I am at this time 80 years of age.

As a young girl I was invited to stay overnight at a classmates home.  I loved to do that as I did not live in a normal home with a mother and father.  However, that visit was just part of the pain I experienced as a child.  When we got into the bed the girl placed her hand on my genitals.  It freaked me out.  Obviously, I never went there again.

There were things during my childhood that were thought to be “cute”, such as touching the genitals of a baby while changing a diaper, or an adult fondling the breast of a young teen-ager.  Or “planting a kiss” on your mouth in the presence of your friends that embarrassed you mightily.  None of these things were considered sexual abuse at that time and yet they left scars on the soul.  You were interfered with as one writer said.

In one culture the men in the family, whether fathers, brothers, uncles or grandpas sexually abuse the girls.  I was told that few of the women have not experienced sexual  abuse and physical abuse by the men in the family.

I would hazard a guess that most people have been subjected to sexual abuse in some form or other.  I suggest that most people have experienced some kind of physical abuse as well.  But the most difficult of all is the mental abuse, the intimidation and other lies that we all face as we grow up, these stay with us into adulthood.  Our character is formed through the experiences that we have.  It affects not only our mind, but also our will and our emotions.

Dr. Seuss wrote a book called, “Old Hat, New Hat”, it is the story of someone who goes into a hat store wearing an old hat.  He wants to get a new hat, but every hat he tries has something wrong with it and in the end he walks out wearing his old hat declaring that it is just right.

It is easy to get comfortable in your skin, even though you have experienced abuse.  You settle for living below your privilege.  This settling is usually across the board in your experiences.  Your attitude is really “less than”.  You settle for less than the salary you are really worth.  You settle for more stuff at a cheaper price rather than one thing of value.  You do not see that you are a person of value and worth.

Recently the Lord asked me to be a voice for those who cannot speak for themselves.  People that have been abused are so intimidated by lies and deception that they have no voice.  I would be that voice today.  If that is you, know that I care, God cares more than anyone person could.  He also has the power to set the captive free.-

It is time for the abused to realize that though the world has dealt them a bad hand, God was not in it.  God is good.  Every evil thing that we experience is because we live in a fallen world, there is an adversary, and we make bad choices.

The world needs to wake up.  People are exploited for many reasons.  There are some who are involved in stopping sex trafficking.  There are some who are now talking about white slavery and prostitution.   Others are talking about the abduction of people by the occult for the purposes of ritual sacrifice.

This area is not status quo.  It is not comfortable.  It is messy and it is dirty.  We must wake up.

There are forces and powers of the kingdom of darkness, by the Luciferians, for instance, who buy, sell and steal children for their blood to be used on their altars of ritual sacrifice.

God cares, do we?

Recently, a case of a missing child was supposedly closed.  But, it was not closed really.  A fabrication was put forth and it gained a lot of media attention and people were glad that it was solved.  I was told by the Lord that this child was taken for ritual sacrifice.  Cover-up is a tool of the kingdom of darkness.  But, God sees.  There is a judgment for it.

So friends, I trust that I have stirred the pot a bit today, perhaps even woke some of you up to the prevailing, pervasive lies and deception that surround abuse in our society.  There are so many areas where this prevails and many stories could be told.  Both the high life and the low life are affected by abuse, it has a long arm.

What I am saying through all of this is be aware.  Be compassionate with people who seem hard to get along with, they may be carrying a heavy burden from the past.  Love people to life.  If you are a believer in Jesus and you know that you have been forgiven, then forgive as you have been forgiven.

God so loved the world that He gave His Son to be the Savior of the world.  Many, but not all, will receive Him and begin the process of preparation for eternity with God forever. In the meantime, we are ambassadors for the Kingdom of God, we must represent our King to a lost and dying world.  If not us then who?

Many need a touch from God; a hand on the shoulder says a lot to someone who is struggling with self-worth.  A listening ear for someone who is in need of letting out the “stuff” that is in their soul, not judging, criticizing, or condemning them, but understanding that “there but for the grace of God go I”.

Jesus walked among us as a human man with the love of God radiating from Him.  Moved with compassion He healed the sick and diseased, set free captives.  He caused the lame to walk and the blind to see.  God longs for each of His children to do what His Son did.  That we cannot do so has been the biggest lie ever perpetrated upon humanity.

There will come a time when we will do what He did and greater things than that will we do because He went to the Father and there He lives to make intercession for us.  There will come a day when God will do what He promised He would do, He will pour out of His Spirit upon all flesh and a great harvest of souls will come into the Kingdom of God.  What a day that will be.  It will be a quick work and then there will be a separation that takes place.

God bless you today with His love and His liberty.  May you be healed and delivered from all that oppresses you.  May you know the love of God that passes all understanding.  Nothing is too hard for God, only believe.

Love, Joy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Rose By Any Other Name

I met him on the elevator of the senior high rise.  “What is your name he growled?”  “It is Joy, I said”  He continued to look down at the floor of the elevator not saying another word to me.

I didn’t see him again until several weeks later when I was having dinner with my friend.  We walked into the dining room where dinner was being served.  He was sitting at a table by himself.  No one spoke to him or attempted to sit with him.  “Strange”, I thought.  Everyone else in the room was seated at a table for two or four.

When my friend and I were seated I asked who this man was.  “Oh, they say he was a doctor”, she replied.  “He is Egyptian.  One time I approached him, he was very unfriendly.  I tried to engage him in conversation about where he was from.  I mentioned that I had been to Israel when he said he was from Egypt.  That seemed to make him irritated, I never attempted to speak to him again.”

Subsequently I have been to dinner a few times with my friend, and have seen him there.  The same scenario continues, isolation from the other residents.

This morning as I was contemplating this situation it occurred to me that he was of an  Eastern religion.  They are commanded not to even eat with infidels, which would be all the rest of the world who are not of their belief, that could be the reason why he keeps himself separate from the others.

As I thought on this, the last time I was there, after I was seated, I greeted a couple that I have come to know with a wave at the husband as he came into the room.  He just happened to be behind the Egyptian at that moment and the man thought I was waving at him, and he waved back.  A look went across his face when he realized I wasn’t waving at him, but rather this other man.  I felt badly for him.

Isolation is not what man was created for.  The God of Abraham is a God of family.  That is why Jesus taught His disciples to pray:  “Our Father who art in Heaven.”

As I have been contemplating all of this, I wondered what his name is.  I don’t know, of course, but I thought, Saleem.   Looking up the name online, it means “peaceful”.  Interesting, because the man seems anything but peaceful.

As I watched him, he would glance around the room at the people, never gazing long at anyone.  I made eye contact with him a few times and began to see what was in his soul.  He is envious of the others as they eat and visit together while he sits alone.  Yet his religion isolates him from the very thing his soul is drawn to.

He got up from his table, stuffing his aluminum wrapped food into a bag hanging from his walker, walked over to a table of four and gruffly, loudly said something to them, to which they didn’t respond, except to stare at him.  Turning away he shuffled out of the room….lonely still because of his manner.

My heart goes out to him.  I would like to say to him, “What has your god done for you?  You are alone, your health is gone from you, your end is in sight and you have no one who cares for you.”

Religion is a terrible thing.  It assures you that all is well, you are on the right track and heaven awaits you when you die.  It is false assurance which leads to a place prepared for the accuser and his angels.

The God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob is the only true God.  He does have a Son, and that Son became a man, Yeshua of Nazaret.  He is the door to Heaven, there is no other way.  It grieves the heart of the Father that people refuse to walk in the way that He willed.  He has done everything He could to make His will, His way and His Word known to mankind, yet there are those who choose religion over relationship.

Every religion is based upon works.  If you do, you can be, and you can have whatever they promise.  Relationship with God is strictly based upon what Jesus did for you, you cannot add anything to it, nothing.  It is so simple a child can understand it.

Religion blinds the eyes of the spirit and keeps the blinders tightly closed over them.

Religions blocks the ears of the spirit from hearing the good news that the price for your soul has been paid through the bloody sacrifice of Jesus over 2000 years ago and you can enter into His rest through faith.

Religion promises you Heaven, but keeps you from your desired destination.

The power of agreement is virtually unknown to most of mankind.  You will become like the one you agree with.  You will take upon yourself much of the thinking, much of the behavior of those you are around on a regular basis.  Adaptation is inevitable unless you are under the influence of a spirit, whether the Holy Spirit of God or a spirit of the adversary.

Saleem, “peaceful” one, what kind of peace is the experience of such a one?  False peace.

There are two kinds of real peace.  There is peace with God that comes to a person who turns from sin, from his own way of doing and being, to embrace God’s way of doing and being.

Then, there is the peace of God that comes to someone, who is in the process of getting to know the God of all peace, who is at the same time bringing their mind, will and emotions into subjection to the Holy Spirit of God.

God’s peace brings rest for the soul.  There are also many believers in Jesus, who have never entered into God’s rest, the still strive to be what they believe they should be.  I have a friend that says of these, “They always think, ‘shoulda, woulda’, coulda’.”  True.

Friends, I trust that I have provoked you to think about religion versus relationship.  God, my Father, would have all men to be saved and come to know the truth.  Jesus is the Way, the Truth and the Life.  He is the answer to every question, the hope for every desire and the love of your life when all others have failed you.  Come to the Father through the Son.

Affectionately,  Joy

 

 

Shy

There are some of us that think like this:  I am a shy person.  How does Merriam-Webster define the word shy?

Shy:

  1.  Easily frightened: TIMID
  2. disposed to avoid a person or thing
  3. hesitant in committing oneself: CIRCUMSPECT
  4.  sensitively diffident or retiring: RESERVED
  5.  SECLUDED, HIDDEN
  6.  having less than the full or specified amount or number.
  7.  DISREPUTABLE

There you have it.  I think that most people are thinking of shy as the definition in number 4 above explains when they tell you that they are shy.  There are some who use shyness as a reason or perhaps an excuse for not doing something that is required of them in any given situation.  Being shy is an outward manifestation of what is deposited in the soul.

The soul is a repository of every experience that a person has ever had, usually complete with pictures, emotions and attitudes.  When the Bible says, “out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks”, I believe it is referring to the soul.  The deposits on the pages of the soul determine the words and actions that we take.

Depending on age, we have little or much that is imprinted on the pages of the soul.  Depending on circumstances what is imprinted there can be good or bad and either encourages or discourages us.  I believe it controls us to some degree.

The soul of a person contains his mental capacity, his will and his emotions and affections.  In essence the soul of a person is what you encounter when you meet them.

There is another way of seeing the soul, and that is defined by personality.  By this I mean, is the person reserved or are they outgoing.? I have a friend who sees other people as friends she hasn’t met yet.  She loves to talk to people and has many “friends”.

There are other people who are more reserved, quieter by nature, they have a harder time speaking with people they don’t know.  They have a few friends with whom they are very close.  They may even appear to be aloof, but in reality it is their personality.

So far I have been speaking from the natural standpoint.  There is one factor that can change all of this and that is the experience of meeting Jesus the Messiah.  This experience is life changing.  Perhaps I should say that it can be life changing.

When a person asks Jesus to come into their life because they see that this is a good thing to do, their experience may be true or it may not be.  Some people have been “scared” into accepting Jesus into their life by someone telling them that they will go to Hell if they don’t.

It is good to receive Jesus into your life; by receiving Jesus you are brought out of the kingdom of darkness and transferred into the Kingdom of God, which is light and Heaven becomes your destination.  But, many who claim to be Christians (Christ ones) have never had a real experience with the Savior, repented of their sin and turned to Him for salvation.  It can be mental assent and that is not the true conversion experience.

When you truly see that it was your sin that caused Jesus to be crucified, it breaks you, it changes you, there is no other way.  He is the only way.  When you ask Him for forgiveness, you experience being “born-again”.  Your human spirit becomes new, this is defined as a new creature, a new creation, something that never existed before.  If you have not experienced that, if I were you I would question whether what I have is true.

While the spirit of a man is made into something that did not exist before, fashioned for the Kingdom of God, becomes “a son of God”, the soul remains the same as it was.  There is usually no change but some have experienced an instant release from destructible habits.

The Word of God states that it is by hearing the Word preached, by fellowship (hanging around) with the people who are like you now, and reading and studying the Word of God, that your soul will be changed.  This is a process that will go on your whole life.  It is that your soul will become like Jesus when He walked on the earth.  It is to fit you for Heaven as well as to equip you to do the work of ministering for the Kingdom of God on the earth.

I am shy therefore I can’t……..    The Word of God says:  “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

If you have been born-again, if you have taken your soul to the Word of God, if you fellowship with other believers on a regular basis, if you have asked God to fill you with His Holy Spirit, if you have done all you know to do promote and strengthen God’s Kingdom on the earth, if you pray earnestly for the things that are on the heart of the Father, then your soul will be transformed and you will no longer be timid, reserved, hidden, but you will choose to do whatever the Holy Spirit leads you to do.  As someone said, “Sometimes I just do it afraid.”

When someone says, “I am shy.”  I think, “They are self-centered not God-centered.”  When we are God-centered we can literally do the exact opposite of our natural temperament, our natural inclinations.  That is why the Apostle Paul said, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

Jesus wants to live in us, with us and through us.  He wants His Father’s will to be done on earth as it is in Heaven.  That is why He taught His disciples to pray that way.  Father sent the Holy Spirit to indwell every believer , He gives us the power we need to live a victorious life here on the earth.

I trust that this message will help you to see that you really can do more for God than you thought you could.  Draw upon the power of the Holy Spirit and you could be another Billy Graham, another Rees Howells or another John Kilpatrick.   All things are possible to those who believe.   Only believe!

In His love,

Happy Thanksgiving!