God is Love.
God is Love.
God is Love.
God is Merciful
God is Merciful
God is Merciful
1 Chronicles 16:34
Oh, give thanks to the LORD, for He is good!For His mercy endures forever.
Our dog Fritz died this early a.m. May sound odd to some, but this scripture is what came to me…
1 Chronicles 16:34
Oh, give thanks to the LORD, for He is good!For His mercy endures forever.
since my sister and I heard the news that he (Fritzi) had massive cell cancer we both began praying; asking God to be merciful toward him, and I believe He was.
One week ago we heard the news; yet I could see a slow deterioration in him for awhile. He needed all the help he could get from us both (sis and I) and honestly this hit me just as it would if he had been a person. It wasn’t that he died; this is something we all expect to happen, yet I can understand now why people do not want to nurse their pet to it’s grave. We both needed all the strength we could get from God and also we needed His wisdom.
Fritz could get under my skin… I won’t lie… he surely could. He was a very verbal, argumentative dog. So help me I at times would think to myself: ‘hey this dog is smarter than we are”. ‘ Sassa Frass’ is what I called him on occasion. Roo Roo is what he was known for. “Ya big hound” became a nickname he did not much care for. “My sweet baby boy” is what my sister called him. “Distinguished Gentleman”, ’salivating old man’, ‘big horse’, ‘floppy mopsy’ and ‘Big Handsome”.
Early this morning we took him to the vet hospital after his passing; it was hard for sis to leave him. I only want to Thank God for bending His ear to our prayers and extending His mercy.
A Call to Anguish by David Wilkerson
borrowed from pjmiller.wordpress.com
I would like to keep this up front for awhile.
as the grass withers so shall we…
My Uncle Buck passed on this past week. My dog Fritz has been diagnosed with cancer. Uncle Buck had first been diagnosed with cancer behind his eye some years ago. When they took his eye and replaced it with a new one we had thought that was the end of the cancer… years later, surprise! The cancer began to eat off healthy tissue in his vital organs… too late to do anything, although it was suggested. Uncle Buck spent most of his life as a minister of God’s Word, teaching Christ Cruxified, and Repentence. He was a man who had a distaste for praise, patting on the back, or any given glory to mankind. I can understand this. So while some may have wanted to pat him on the back now that he lay inside that coffin, I passed up the opportunity saying: “if he did not want it while he lived, then he would not want it while inside his grave”.
I went to see Buck some weeks back when he received the news of the spreading cancer. He was positive, made some promises for when his strength would return and for the first time in weeks was able to hold down solid food. I enjoyed listening to stories I do not remember hearing while growing up. I now am able to see why my mother is the way she is. The old John Wesley teachings stood out clearly, now that I had the opportunity to observe my mother’s family talking about their belief in Jesus, the teachings of, the strict discipline, the growth in the ways of God, the misapplied Judgments, the repentence for misplaced judging, the convictions, and the iron hand of their father. I did not see worldly furnishings inside the home as I made my way into the restroom. The home did not seem to have anything done to it since his first wife passed on many years ago. He so struggled against getting married again, yet this new wife was a good choice; actually he believed God chose him for her.
I certainly stood out like a hammered toe inside the Funeral Parlor. Christian groups from different denominations came flooding into the showroom. I seemed so worldly compared to the way everyone dressed that day. I did not feel uncomfortable; yet standing in front I could see the appearance of Holiness separated by ideas within each group. Everyone there was to give respect to a man they had known as one who led the pack called “ The God Squad”. They traveled together singing songs of the Lord and preaching the Word of God. The title apparently belongs to other groups now… must have been a catchy title.
My dog Fritz has been slowly deteriorating. He doesn’t eat much, his muscles are weakening, and tumors are growing at a fast rate all over his body and inside his mouth. He doesn’t seem to be in pain, so we have held off putting him to sleep. We are keeping a close eye on him. My sister loves this dog as if he were her baby. She has been extremely stressed… beating herself up over what could we have done differently: did we neglect him, was it our fault, did we not feed him enough, why did we not notice this before, he seemed so happy just days ago, so why did we not see this coming, and was he trying to tell us all along?
Fritz generally is a verbal dog. He wants to be first at everything. He is not well behaved, and typically is a floppy mopsy sort of Lab. When he fell ill he began to losing his balance and his head hung low and to one side. He is rather a striking looker. With the weight loss, anemia, muscle mass deterioration, and of course the cancerous tumors we are trying to give him as much love and support in the areas which he needs the most… comfort, protein, guidance to steps, support to get up the steps, and understanding when he loses his bowel while sleeping.
My sister went to visit her doctor today. She is displaying extreme highs and lows… mostly lows at the moment. She would just as well be content to jump inside the grave with Fritz when he passes on. I believe my sister mourned over Fritzi’s death even before we were given news of this cancer. Fritz developed seizures in his second year of life. She has been very protective of him since. My sister also has three other dogs and she is too is quite protective of them. She is not doing well herself and the news we have been given somewhat set her back to the days of when she lost her longtime love of her life: Butch. Butch also was diagnosed with cancer and he passed on shortly after his diagnosis. He was only 59 yrs old.
My father was 59 years old when he passed on. Although he was diagnosed with cancer the failing of his vital organs is what took his life.
My aunt was in her 50’s when she was diagnosed with cancer… again it was not the cancer which took her life… she died of a heart attack.
My mother was diagnosed with cancer twice… she is living well at the dear age of 74. She was given a dream by the Lord which showed her standing in a dessert land. There was a iron wall near her side and suddenly a round metal ball came out of nowhere heading straight for her. The metal ball was huge and she understood this metal ball could take her life. A clear circle of water was like a shield which suddenly surrounded her and the metal ball hit that wall and dropped to the ground. She understood this cancer diagnosis was not going to take her life. For she believed God.
Buck knew this was his time to go. I did not mix my words when I went to see him. I was not going to deliver promises of healing… no, this is not as the Lord directed. Some people have a problem with this. With well intended ideas to go pray for healing; even having a preacher anoint them for the duty of healing, they will gather around and thus make a liar out of themselves by praying and speaking life over the person. No, God did not ask this of me, so I did not apply it. Buck knew and was at peace with the news. As he began to make promises for when his strength returned I went to him and told him: “no promises were needed, possibly after we have been inside heaven’s gates 10,000 years it may dawn on us to look each other up”. He smiled.
My sister shared with her doctor the news of Fritz and her extreme desire to die with him. Her brain is working overtime and the stress is wearing us down. Honestly I cannot keep up with my sister’s overload. I must admit that while in her stressful circumstance she made an effort to call her other sister with whom she has not spoken to in four years. I believe the relationship was reconciled and each one asked for forgiveness. Thanking Jesus for His faithfulness to work in His goodness and mercy unto those who are blinded by anger.
My air conditioner in my room died, and then my a/c in my vehicle died. I can live without the a/c inside my room, but I opted to get a new unit for the vehicle. I practically live inside my vehicle…
My old cat is getting worse. His name is Tigger. Well he is an old cat. My cousin recently lost two of her dogs, my sister n law lost her old dog, two friends at work lost their animals, my daughter’s pug is very ill, and I am starting to wonder about the pet food we feed our flock. It isn’t as if we neglect these critters… they live like Kings. It isn’t cheap buying pet food and supplies, nor is it cheap to visit the vet. I raised a daughter so I understand the health cost, but my goodness all the money we spend tending to our animals and they have more health issues arising than what I can remember growing up as a child with family pets.
Singing a joyous song to a lowly heart is like giving a dry plant one drop of water. Amazes me when christians do not understand it is ok to be sad and it is ok to feel down, and it is ok if you cannot seem to smile when someone is trying their best to make you feel better. It is better to just listen, and be there for them when they are in need of just you being there. Don’t give advice, don’t give out scripture, and please do not tell them what they are doing wrong… especially indicating there is sin in their life. That is not a support system. Pray for them, be there for them: let them lean on you, scream at you, and blame you… pray for them and you will see the Hand of God at work.
Today I was troubled inside my mind… Lawlessness. In our area we just received a letter stating our City is cutting (again) police and firefighter positions. For some reason I started talking to God and asking Him “why is it God that people only get worse and not actually change if they (by society standards) are growing in knowledge; understanding the past, and realizing their errors? After talking aloud to God (and not just that voice inside my head) I began to visualize the man named Noah. No not an actual picture of Noah, but rather the idea of Noah.
Can one imagine this man named Noah, living in an area where rain was a Luxury and so it isn’t as if rain came often, nor does it seem that the idea of a Flood would suddenly appear inside the imagination of mankind; yet here is Noah listening to God (apparently not the voice inside his head), and God tells him there is going to be a Flood and he needs to build an Ark.
Amazingly enough after God gives him instructions I would gather to say he most likely was … how Bush put it… in shock and awe. He believed God and went ahead with the instructions. It did not seem to matter how Foolish it looked to others around him in building the Ark… he believed God.
During this time it is said that Noah preached or began warning others about this Flood which was to come, and since Noah lived hundreds of years I am wondering if there had been times when he actually pondered over whether or not the Huge Ark would actually be used. I also wondered if he was ever fearful of what was coming upon this people, and did he realize just how Huge the disaster would be?
As I sat there talking to the Lord, explaining what was going on inside of my head I began to look around me and see pictures of people’s faces… over the internet, TV, and people in my own surroundings. Sad, but true I had a hard time seeing much good. I began to ponder over my own well intended ideas I had put into place; even wondering just how many of those well intended ideas were actually of God and how many of those ideas to which I thought were good… were they actually good? Then Noah came back to mind.
In the days of Noah Lawlessness Abounded. Here we are living in an age where Jesus is one of the most controversial figures. Religion and Politics are so woven together they remind me of the scales of Leviathan… spoken of in Job. I am sure most people on this planet know of, or have heard of a God. Whether they believe or do not believe, they still have heard of a God. Both Religion and Politics use God, or the name of God for their own corrupt purposes and people always murder under the direction of another; yet they who direct typically aren’t the ones who actually commit the murders. They who follow generally will do their best to protect the one they are following; even if it means to die in their place.
I understand that the Lord God is a Long-Suffering Spirit and too He is more patient than any man or woman on this earth. Yet, His patience must have been tested to the limit during Noah’s time. No one really Listened to Noah. No one responded to his call. No one took what he said seriously. And apparently no one believed God. That is no one but Noah.
As I speak with my sister I hear the tone rejection to which she uses to inform me ‘I have decided that if I want to go to church I will go to the catholic religion’. It was odd the way she said it. As if she was trying to appease me that she was going to involve herself in some way with God, and yet there was something else going on with how she expounded on why she chose the religion of choice. Isn’t that what happens too often, people act as if they want to do what is right, but really do not take care of what is most important… getting the heart right with God.
My odd christian friend says to me that she went to a young man who was living with a young woman, who also has three babies by her. She is an unbeliever and he is a believer. They both attend church. She (the odd friend) says: I had to go to him and tell him that he needed to marry the gal and get it right before God”. Then she felt ashamed that she told him this and appologized and yet brought it up before the church board. The church board thinks she should love him and her into heaven. So she is going to love him and her into heaven. I told her she did what she thought was right, yet for him to marry the young woman wasn’t actually making it right before God. Sure this marriage may appease family and friends and look good to the church members, but what does it do for the soul? So we love him into heaven… yet that isn’t actually scriptural. No one is going to love him enough to tell him of the need for reconciliation? Alright, so the woman is an unbeliever, but he is a believer and should understand marrying her won’t reconcile his relationship with God. In light of this, the two did get married, became church members soon (very soon) afterward and had their new baby. All children were dedicated to the Lord in service and they are still trying to love them into Heaven.
I actually said no the other day to someone who was asking for money. It has been a year now and with each passing it is the same… lies, lies, and more promises. He wanted to prostitute himself with me and I had to be firm in saying: get off of my property now, I am finished! Now some things were stolen off my porch.
I am trying to extend my fence in the yard… the neighbor for some reason who at first liked the idea I was getting a fence now suddenly is making statements that if I interrupt certain portions of the area near his fence line he will own my driveway and house. Reminding him that I allowed him to build his fence on part of my property why would he make such a statement. He then says: your drive is on my property and I could park my car there if I wanted to. Thus it is in my best interest to have the property measured.
Inside the walls of church I am invisible to many. I have accepted this. Cruel remarks and misleading statements have led me to keeping to myself; unless the children are around. Still, one has to be careful even with hugs and play while in the company of children. Everyone had to prove themselves by obtaining a file which would indicate whether or not you have ever been arrested. Now each week in class there are those who walk by and look in… some even stop inside to look around and obviously to check on us. Yet the looks are dead, without smile, and such a coldness toward the children. I am beginning to wonder if I should quietly remove myself.
Such is life these days. Lawlessness abounds. Corruption is infiltrated everywhere. Believers say one thing and do another. Catholic bumper stickers with errors in print… example: John 1:53. It is suppose to say that Eternal Life is found in the Eucharist. Yes I looked it up… and found what they wanted to say, but it is not in chapter one. Once again misleading, and misapplied. Then I wondered how many cars bear the marks of that misprint and how many people who drive those cars actually took notice.
The young lady next to me thinks Jesus was a sinner too… ” If he got to heaven then there is hope for everyone else… why judge anyone”. She really does believe Jesus was a sinner.
Where on earth are we headed? I am reminded today… just as Noah and his family were like the scrapings off of the bottom of a shoe… a remnant… so shall the days which lead up the Lord’s return.
What is up with Oxy these days?
Oxy spends a lot of time working; yet in the recent months something else has come about. I have lost the interest to address or bring this Blog information I believed would be of interest to others. Please, no sympathizing. I have had to much information overload where ‘christians’ are concerned and have resolved the matter to two similarities, but major differences. Found within the following Groups:
Sheep and Goats. Wheat and Tares. Religion and Christianity.
Some may say aloud: ‘I understand the first two sets, but isn’t the third set the same thing? As to what I have subjected myself to I do not see the two as being the same. What I do see as being the same are what is referred to as Cults. Religion and Cults do not show forth differences. They actually mimic each other.
Plaster me with the term: sucker. This is who Oxy is. I just heard yesterday on an FM radio station… yes I actually tuned to one, which is unlike me to do for personal reasons, and I heard this: ” God is a sucker for gratitude”. I sat and listen to two men and a woman trying to discuss a passage in the bible and then trying to expound on their idea of mercies. Into one whole hour and no point being made; due to the lengthy pauses and sighing I was losing my patience and suddenly heard the one man say: ” God is a sucker for gratitude”. I said aloud: ” Lord, this is the reason I am so turned off by radio anymore”.
Speaking of the term sucker…
a person easily cheated, deceived, or imposed upon, or the term can be used as one who is a sucker for leather shoes; meaning they could not pass up the opportunity to buy another pair.
Imagine that… God not having enough sense, or not having much wisdom over one or the other. People, understand something… God’s wisdom is far greater than our tiny minds can comprehend. Such a statement shows the ignorance of those who believe they know the one they profess to believe in.
Oxy is going try and learn another language. Ahmaric. Who knows where it will lead, but I am willing to give it a shot.
The day pastor has given up on his blog. Says he had hoped it would bring some of the congregation members together in order to discuss issues of the world and how those issues influence christians today. I don’t think the congregation quite understood it. No discussion, or opinions, except for one, and those who replied only knew to say something like this: good job, you are doing fine as a pastor, we love you. Encouraging? Must not have been because he is cutting back on activities and now has joined Facebook. We are attracted to the mirror image of self aren’t we? I do believe so.
Wonderful meeting with the other evening pastor and wife. Yet thrice a subject matter has arisen. I think I will wait a lllloooonnnggg time before responding. One could say I am testing this issue; not due to the subject matter, but due to possible motive. Another sign plastered my forehead is Stupid.
Stupid? Ummm…
easily cheated, deceived, or imposed upon? Let’s see…
lacking ordinary quickness and keenness of mind; dull.
mental dullness, foolish, senseless. No, I don’t believe this is the term… oh yes… the correct term: gullible.
Think again. I am actually aware of what I am doing; even when what I am doing may be perceived by someone else as ‘ so wide open, so vulnerable, so gullible”. The young man who lives down the road thinks he is pulling the wool over my eyes. I know he is a deceptive little instrument of the devil; yet there is something about a suffering spirit that draws me to silence while I listen to this young man carry on about his woes. In between I am called an angel sent by God, and other flatteries to which have no purpose, but knowing those flatteries have much motive. Once again he believes he has accomplished what he has come to do and leaves with the sound of victory in his heels. His promises are the same… empty and void. I believe this is all he knows. No one has ever shown him any other way.
I know a young man who enjoys doing things around the house for money. He is strong and does a seemingly good job when he is available… or rather when he feels like working. There are things around my home which are in need of work and for some reason I tend to give opportunities to those who are willing and actually show up. Sometimes this leads to having to call a professional to recheck what the lesser skilled tried to accomplished; due to positive and negative being backwards, grounding not properly installed or up to code, fittings not exactly right or tight, repairs which come back to haunt me, and something called: health risks. And all the while I bend my ear to their ego explaining to me how the one before them must not have known what they were doing, due to the mess they left behind. I smile and I understand what they are getting to… motive. Now they show me their expertise in the fine art of skill and don’t forget… cost.
People love to compare themselves to me. Why, I really don’t know. They too love to point out why they would not do or put themselves in the positions I have put myself into. Danger! Vulnerable~Misleading and possibly Compromising. In silence I say to myself… get your mind out of that dirty field and stop saying you were led by the Spirit to warn me. Each day there are people who risk their lives for the gospel’s sake. Fears in small things will reap Fears in larger areas. I was bound to fear for many years… with wisdom we must walk into those areas which stir us to Fear. I accept the warnings, yet I know in my heart being bound to Fear will override the Spirit.
The children I try to teach on Sunday evening want to play more than they desire to learn. I prefer to play along with them, more than to teach them serious subjects. I try to bring them both together. I try to listen to their questions and answers, even though I may not have a wonderful answer for them. Most importantly I try to be the example I believe God would want me to be. For the first time I was asked to sing with the children. I had a small part on my own. I decided to give it a whirl, picked up the beat somewhat, and too change the song just a tad. It worked out well and the children followed along beautifully and we had a good time. They liked the song (Praise Him) and asked: how did you know to change the words a little and pick up the beat? I told them: ” not really sure, I only heard those words inside of my heart and the beat was going faster than that on the CD. We need to Bless God don’t we? “ One child said: I think God told you to do it. ” Yes, you are so right… I believe He did too”.
More to follow if you are the kind of person who just likes to view a person’s journey in this life.
Compliments of pjmiller@wordpress.com
praise the Lord this woman has her eyes open. Thank you Jesus.
and while I sit here listening to this video I am reminded of how such a small group of people can influence such a large audience. If in one year one person’s demonic doctrine can influence at least 100 people, think about how much influence 100 people could have on others. Are people within the churches today so full of fear that they cannot stand up and speak out against this stuff, or is it that they are so lazy to actually read for themselves what God’s Words are saying and ask for themselves for God to help them in their understanding. I think it is because we are too full of ourselves and our own selfish activity to even consider that what is said up there in that pulpit may just be WRONG.
PRAY FOR THE PERSECUTED CHURCH; even while sitting among those who shall persecute you in the pew of the Hallelujah.
PRAY FOR THE PERSECUTED CHURCH; even while sitting among those who shall persecute you in the pew of the Hallelujah.
Do as they tell you, but do NOT do as they do. It is the peaceable way to do as told by those who are of Leadership or Authority. However it isn’t always good to follow in their steps when they begin to take Advantage of their Authority or Leadership. This is called Corrupt Authority. It is said that as the Lord’s return draws close we will begin to see Lawlessness abound. Within the walls of what we know to be church as usual I am able to see the shiny cup of cleansing, yet smell the stench of what was drank.
Some people like using a coffee maker which is never cleaned inside out. They say it is because it seems to add flavor. One’s true character is like that. Professing christians who strive to keep their outward appearance looking clean and shiny, while the inside reeks of the unclean stench. Nothing that enters into the body defiles the body, but that which comes out of the heart… now that defiles the body. Trivial Matters in the areas of selfishness is clearly seen by Heart’s Defilement. Who says we cannot Judge the heart of man or woman when it is clear; without words in exchange our Actions prove a Defiled Heart.
No, one does not need to enjoin themselves with the wicked heart; even while sitting in the pew of Hallelujah. For at days end and evening tide the Proud shall sleep under their Dream Cloud of Glory, and the lowly once again with broken heart shall feel: the sting and bruising, mockeries and abusing, but instead of thanking God for their crown, they will weep with those of days gone by and say: Forgive them Lord for they really do not KNOW what they do.
The Book of Ezra really speaks to me tonight.
As the spring outside moves into the year I too reflect on growth. It is a nice change from the dead of winter. I pick up a rake and begin to remove the dead…
… underneath is a small amount of green growth. This causes a smile to arise. By the end of an hour I have cleared the dead that winter left behind, but then realize what seemed to have died now has returned. As I feel this dry waste in my hand I realize it is just a shedding of it’s skin and when season change comes it springs up stronger, and taller, and more beautiful than before. This is how I want to be. Stronger, Taller and more Beautiful than before. Yet, age doesn’t seem to compliment us does it? Therefore I think of the Word and what He tells us: in the Blinking of an eye we shall be changed. Yea, this dead flesh shall rise anew!
Resurrection:
Revival from inactivity and disuse; “it produced a resurrection of hope”.
There is that word again… Revival.
Like the dead of winter when everything seems to stop I suddenly realize it was only a season of REST, or inactivity. This is a good thing. For while on the surface, to us it may have seemed dead, but under the soil this much needed rest served good for the purpose of that which could not be seen… active regeneration.
Regeneration:
Matt. 19:28 and Titus 3:5. This word literally means a “new birth.”
In Matt. 19:28 the word is equivalent to the “restitution of all things” (Acts 3:21).
In Titus 3:5 it denotes that change of heart elsewhere spoken of as a passing from death to life (1 John 3:14); becoming a new creature in Christ Jesus (2 Cor. 5:17); being born again (John 3:5); a renewal of the mind (Rom. 12:2); a resurrection from the dead (Eph. 2:6); a being quickened (2:1, 5).
This change is ascribed to the Holy Spirit. It originates not with man but with God (John 1:12, 13; 1 John 2:29; 5:1, 4).
As to the nature of the change, it consists in the implanting of a new principle or disposition in the soul; the impartation of spiritual life to those who are by nature “dead in trespasses and sins.” The necessity of such a change is emphatically affirmed in Scripture (John 3:3; Rom. 7:18; 8:7-9; 1 Cor. 2:14; Eph. 2:1; 4:21-24). Source: Easton’s 1897 Bible Dictionary.
We as believers in Jesus will have our moments when we are as the Dead of Winter; yet I believe during this time we too are going through active regeneration. What may not be seen on the surface through our fleshly eyes will become noticeable in time. The season will pass and the evidence of underneath active regeneration will spring forth. Can we honestly say that which God has given to us in gifts to use for His purpose have no value?
NO!
For each gift God has given to us we must use to our best effort in serving one another; bearing one another’s burdens.
It is the flesh that opposes this use of gifts.
It is the flesh that opposes the lowly.
It is the flesh that uses reason to dismiss what the Spirit of Lord is asking of us to do ; due to what another has done in their selfish act which would lead to their own destruction.
I will give you an example:
You and I encountered an inheritance.
Let us say you had this wonderful idea to go into debt, due to the inheritance that was given to you and you thought you could or would be able to pay the promisory, because of the extra cash.
You then were caught up in your wickedness of lusting and suddenly things changed on a dime and you lost it all, but you still had this promisory note you had to pay back.
Let us say I was the wiser and held onto my inheritance just in case I needed it for that rainy day.
Do I look at you and say: well now you should have thought wisely and because you did not, why should I help you out?
This is flesh.
Flesh doesn’t want to hear the excuses.
Flesh doesn’t want to Bend.
Flesh wants you to feel the heartache so that maybe you might learn not to ever do that again.
Some people look at this as the person who failed in their reasoning of promisory debt would be taking advantage of the other person’s goodness to help them out. Yet bearing with them their burden doesn’t always remove them from their own responsibility to pay back what is owed. In Truth of the matter, for the debtor it would be wise in his thinking to not only pay back the debt in a reasonable time frame, but also not to expect more than what is due to him while the good heart is bearing the burden along side of him.
I would not be expected to pay your debt or help you pay a part of your debt, but I would be expected to help you in areas of NEED. And in so doing I would be expected to help encourage you through this reflection/examination of why you sold your inheritance to the devil.
This is what Spring’s Ressurection taught me today.
Prophecy is NOT intended to bring upon people the spirit of Fear. Rather prophecy prepares the Believer and when this comes to pass hopefully bring those who are unbelievers to believe. In my having a good deal of respect for Mr. Wilkerson and his ministry you the reader will either say Yea or Nay. This isn’t up for debate at this particular blog.
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Urgent Message
I am compelled by the Holy Spirit to send out an urgent message to all on our mailing list, and to friends and to bishops we have met all over the world.AN EARTH-SHATTERING CALAMITY IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN.
IT IS GOING TO BE SO FRIGHTENING, WE ARE ALL GOING TO TREMBLE—EVEN THE GODLIEST AMONG US.
For ten years I have been warning about a thousand fires coming to New York City. It will engulf the whole megaplex, including areas of New Jersey and Connecticut. Major cities all across America will experience riots and blazing fires—such as we saw in Watts, Los Angeles, years ago.
There will be riots and fires in cities worldwide. There will be looting—including Times Square, New York City. What we are experiencing now is not a recession, not even a depression. We are under God’s wrath. In Psalm 11 it is written,
“If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?” (v. 3).
God is judging the raging sins of America and the nations. He is destroying the secular foundations.
The prophet Jeremiah pleaded with wicked Israel, “God is fashioning a calamity against you and devising a plan against you. Oh, turn back each of you from your evil way, and reform your ways and deeds. But they will say, It’s hopeless! For we are going to follow our own plans, and each of us will act according to the stubbornness of his evil heart” (Jeremiah 18:11-12).
In Psalm 11:6, David warns, “Upon the wicked he will rain snares (coals of fire)…fire…burning wind…will be the portion of their cup.” Why? David answered, “Because the Lord is righteous” (v. 7). This is a righteous judgment—just as in the judgments of Sodom and in Noah’s generation.
WHAT SHALL THE RIGHTEOUS DO? WHAT ABOUT GOD’S PEOPLE?
Although I had never heard any one of these songs till the other night, there was a tune playing in my mind and that tune was singing: somebody is praying for me.
I found three which I thought to share with you
(1) somebody prayed for me… must say this is my favorite.
It was raining in my troubled heart, pushing through my weeping eyes
- I had thoughts of weak surrender, with no courage left to try
- When across the miles and distance, someone felt my pain and grief
- Love reached down to bear my heavy burden, somebody prayed for me
- Chorus:
- Somebody prayed for me in my moment of deep despair
- When my needs were great, they seemed to make all Heaven aware
- Someone loved me so, they took me to the Throne of Grace
- Somebody called my name in a quiet and secret place
- Verse:
- I was sinking in my solitude, drowning in my tears
- Bitter from the pain I bore, tortured by my fears
- Joy had been a long time comin’ and sorrow wouldn’t let me be
- The world was closing in, but the Heavens opened and somebody prayed for me
- Chorus:
- Somebody called my name in a quiet and secret place
- Joy had been a long time comin’ and sorrow wouldn’t let me be
- The world was closing in I saw the Heavens open, and somebody prayed for me
- Somebody prayed for me!
(3) somebody prayed for me by Ricky Skaggs
