DON'T CURSE YOUR CRISIS

Don't curse your crisis saints. Is there someone in your life that drives you crazy? Causes you to stay in an attitude of repentance? Do you have circumstances (mountains so high) so big you curse the fatique and hopelessness of fighting them. Friends I am here to advise you do not curse your crisis because behind that crisis is the answer... the rainbow... the hope of glory... the victory... so be ready to receive from the abundant supply from the Father...heavens best is coming your way. Praise your way through to the other side. This to shall pass. Sing at midnight friends ...the rainbow awaits you. God bless, Linda

HAVE YOU MET THE MAN IN THE MIDDLE

Have you met the man I the middle? There were two thieves on the cross then Jesus appears and stands in the middle between heaven and hell. The hope of glory. It occurred to me as Jesus is the man in the middle and stands between heaven and hell because He lives in us that we too stand in the middle. We are responsible for every soul who enters our territory to stand between heaven and hell and offer them the signpost pointing to heaven. We must become that man in the middle. God bless...Linda

GATHERING FEATHERS

There was a lady in the congregation who often talked about a man she did not even know. She talked to the preacher who confirmed it was gossip and she should repent. She asked him what she should do? He said to take her pillow to a high place and rip it with a knife. She returned to the pastor. He asked her if she had followed his instructions. She said yes. He asked what happened and she told him feathers flew out of the pillow and were scattered by the wind. He then instructed her to go now and gather every feather. She hung her head sadly as she told him she could never gather all the feathers. The moral to the story is quite ovious. God bless, Linda

A GROAN CAN MAKE IT TO THE THRONE

WHEN you do not have a prayer..... a groan will make it to the throne. A moan of self pity will never make it but God hears the groan of bondage and injustice. When the children of Israel were in bondage with no hope they groaned and the Bible says God heard their groans and delivered them. Many years ago there was a tragedy in my family that devastated me, left me so powerless I could not lift up my head or call for help. The Lord woke up an intercessory prayer warrior and gave her some words, told her to call me and speak these words to me. Those words broke the bondage I was in.... lifted me out of the dark loneliness I was suffering and gave me back the power of faith. All I could do was groan and it reached the throne. I often think of the demoniac in the tombs who could not call out for help and I believe God heard his groans of bondage and sent Jesus with his deliverance. When you do not have a prayer a groan can reach the throne.

FRIENDS FOREVER AND ETERNITY

I received a Christmas card today from an evangelist friend of mine and his wife. The message said they appreciated my support of their ministry that they thought God had brought us together to be partners and signed it friends forever and eternity. I had never heard it put like that before and it blessed my heart. I have often heard friends forever or I love you forever but friends forever and eternity were life giving blessing words. Think of it saints with Jesus we will be friends forever and eternity. What a promise belov-ed.

WORDLESS ACTIONS CAN DESTROY THE WELL LOVED

We have talked many times of the power of words to bless or curse..to heal or maime....to lift up or destroy but I don't think we have ever discussed wordless actions. They have the same power. College professors set up an experiment. They took a group of workers. The boss was well loved by all. Bosses give orders. The workers loved him and always went the extra mile for him. This day however they had been instructed to ignore the man as if he had not spoken as if he was not there. This went on for several hours. The man was beside himself. He did not understand why this was happening. Finally he went to his workers with tears in his eyes begging them to tell him what he had done wrong to deserve such treatment. He was devastated. They broke down as well. It had hurt them as much to treat the well loved one this way as the well loved was hurt by the treatment. A little food for thought. Wordless actions have power to heal or hurt. God bless Linda

COME LET US REASON TOGETHER

Come dear saints and let us reason together of the image of Christ. So many times we get things backwards in the kingdom. Many times it is due to the traditions of men. Grandma and grandpa believed it this way mom and dad believed it this way the church has believed this way for generations, therefore it must be right. Not so beloved. When you drive around and see the Christmas decorations what do you see? A manger scene with Mary, Joseph and the baby Jesus. After all we are celebrating the birth of Jesus. Think about it my friends. A helpless baby Jesus who is 2 thousand years old? What is wrong with this image. Is He not King of Kings and Lord of Lords? Has He not defeated the gates of the enemy? Has He not brought healing and salvation to the world? When we celebrated our first birthday we were treated and honored as a helpless babe however when we celebrated our 30th birthday we were given the honor and respect of an adult with wisdom and talents and authority. We would be humiliated to be treated as a helpless babe. It would be disrespectful. Have you ever driven by a yard at Christmas time and seen a powerful Jesus dressed in the robe of a KING? A KING sitting at the right hand of God? A KING who will return to rule the nations with a rod of Iron? Why not? How do you see Jesus? Maybe we have our images backwards? I love the image of Jesus spoken of in the book of revelation. Rev 1:11... I am alpha and omega, the first and the last and what you see write in a book....and in the midst of the 7 golden candlesticks, one like the son of man clothed with a garment down to the foot, and a girt around the paps with a golden girdle. His head and his hairs were white like wool as white as snow and his eyes were a flame of fire and his feet unto fine brass as if they burned in a furnace and his voice as the sound of many waters. And in his right hand seven stars and out of his mouth went a sharp two edged sword. And his continence was as the sun shineth in his strength. And when I saw him I fell at his feet as if I were dead. And he layed his right hand on me and said...fear not for I am the first and the last. I am he that liveth and was dead and behold I am alive forever more amen and have the keys of hell and death. Now beloved that is am image of power and authority and maturity. A fearsome image. No milk toast baby there. Come saints of God and let us reason together the image of Christ. Food for thought love ya, Linda