Saturday, April 15, 2017

My Easter Devo for you, The Bleeding Parent

 We pray on Saturdays for those who have lost loved ones to death, it seems to hit close to home for many. The most unnatural thing in the world they say is burying your child , although Jesus was an adult at the time of His death, to Mary, He was her baby, yet also her Savior.

 Lord, send your strong Father arms of comfort to those who are grieving.
Though they are worn, give them new strength and vision for life. Give them the hope to press on and the ability to have joy again.

The Bleeding Parent
“Then Simeon blessed them and said to Mary, His mother, for the fall and rising of many in Israel and for a sign which shall be spoken against (yes, a sword will pierce through your own soul also) that the hearts of many may be revealed.” Luke 2:34-35

            Mary was a young girl at the time she conceived.  She learned early what it meant to be a bleeding parent.  One of the first prophecies spoken to her was Luke 2:34-35.  As a mother, her natural impulse would have been to shelter, nurture and protect her son.  We cannot forget that although Jesus was God in human form, He was bone of her bone and flesh of her flesh.  Her womb was the first home for the king of kings.  Her body pushed him out.  With each contraction, His destiny and our salvation drew nearer.  She bore pain for Him, that He would bear our pain and sins.

             She watched and pondered, not even knowing fully it was He of whom was spoken, “He is a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief.  And we hid as it were, our faces from Him.  He was despised and we did not esteem Him.”(Isaiah 53:3)
He went from son to Savior as she watched Him dying for her at the cross.  We forget sometimes that He was born for the cross.  She went from being His mother to being His child as He became a bleeding parent for her.

Prayer: Lord, you know how much we would like to hide at times from the pain of life, especially when it involves our children. Help us instead to help steer them to the blessings that are in our daily lives and the Season before us.

Thought for the Day: Sometimes as parents we bleed for our children when we see them go through painful situations.

Prayer Focus: Families in pain during the holidays.

Donna Collins Tinsley

Monday, April 10, 2017

Got Hurts, Habits or Hang-ups?

I'm so glad that we've had a pretty calm weekend. Recently I posted: "Have you ever felt like your life is a Tyler Perry movie waiting to happen? One  morning after getting on Facebook, I could literally hear Mary J Blige singing, "No More Drama," in my mind.
Where we always wanted to be the Waltons, we ended up seeming more like a “Law and Order” segment. And sometimes social media and email subjects can just downright make you laugh with some of the subjects. Which is good, because Mama always said, “You have to laugh to keep from crying.” I wish Mama was still around to say it, but then that’s a whole different blog. (
She didn’t have to live through the second generations of "hurts, habits and hang-ups (as said by Celebrate Recovery) in our family; the grandchildren and great grandchildren that struggle. That would’ve been too much for her heart. Sometimes I think it’s too much for mine, yet FOR THIS WE HAVE JESUS!
I may have posted this poem before, but with some feedback concerning addictions, I’m reposting. Don’t let your dreams die, moms!
Malachi 3:16 Then those who feared the Lord talked with each other, and the Lord listened and heard. A scroll of remembrance was written in his presence concerning those who feared the Lord and honored his name.

We were mothers alive with hope
On those days long ago
Before the pain began
Before the dreams died.

When they were in our wombs
We laughed, we dreamed
We sighed.
No thoughts of addiction for this child
Did we even know what addiction meant
Way back then?

Did we ever envision anything but a good, wonderful life for our children?
Of course not!
While in our womb,
We did our best to protect them,
Feed them well,
Even take care of ourselves as
Our bodies were vessels of holiness,
The gift of life
Dwelled within us
A gift from God.
Yes, children are a gift from God (Psalm 127:3)
We didn’t think as adults they might be walking the streets
Backpacks on,
Wearing clothes that need washing,
Even their clothes being stolen
Selling their plasma,
Dying in gutters,
The world gives darkness for light
The world shows pain as pleasure
A distorted view of fun
Satan has begun
To deceive
The elect’s offspring.

But all my children
Will be taught of the Lord
And great will be the peace of my children (Isaiah 54:13)
As they walk with You
As they are restored to You

And they will say, “My Lord and my God”
It was You all along,
You've restored my song,
I will dance for You,
I'm restored to You,
Eternity is mine

 You were there all the time
Couldn't get you out of my mind,
I'm restored to You at last
I no longer live in the past
Or for this dark world.

It was You all along,
You've restored my song,
I will dance for You,
I'm restored to You,
Eternity is mine.

Somebody’s Mother is praying
Knowing, God has heard
What’s she was saying
You've restored my song,
And my children, too
I will dance for You,
I'm restored to You,
Eternity is ours.

From Malachi 4:  “On the day when I act,” says the Lord Almighty, “they will be my treasured possession. I will spare them, just as a father has compassion and spares his son who serves him.  And you will again see the distinction between the righteous and the wicked, between those who serve God and those who do not.
 “See, I will send the prophet Elijah to you before that great and dreadful day of the Lord comes. He will turn the hearts of the parents to their children, and the hearts of the children to their parents; or else I will come and strike the land with total destruction.” COME QUICKLY, LORD JESUS!
No More Drama lyrics:
So tired, tired of these drama
No more, no more
I wanna be free
I'm so tired, so tired

Broken heart again
Another lesson learn
Better know your friends
Or else you will get burn
Gotta count on me
Cause I can guarantee
That I'll be fine

No more pain (no more pain)
No more pain (no more pain)
No drama (no more drama in my life)
Noone's gonna make me hurt again

What a player fool
Go through ups and downs
Nowhere and all the time
You wouldn't be around
Or maybe I like the stress
Cause I was young and restless
But there was long ago
I don't wanna cry no more

No more pain (no more pain)
No more game (no more game messin with my mind)
No drama (no more drama in my life)
Nooone's gonna make me hurt again
No more tears (no more tears, I'm tired of cryin everynight)
No more fears (no more fears, I really don't wanna cry)
No drama (no more drama in my life)
I don't ever wanna hurt again
Wanna speak my mind, wanna speak my mind

Uh, it feel so good
When you let go
Avoid these drama in your life
Now you're free from all the pain
Free from all the game
Free from all the stress
So bye your happiness
I don't know
Only God knows where the story is
For me, but I know where the story begins
It's up to us to choose
Whatever we win or loose
And I choose to win

No more pain (no more pain)
No more game (tired of your playin' game with my mind)
No drama (no more drama in my life)
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more tears (no more tears, no more cryin every night)
No more fears (no more waking be up in the morning)
No drama, no more in my life

No more drama, no more drama
No more drama, no more drama
No more drama
No more drama
No more drama
No more drama
No more drama
No more drama in my life
So tired, tired of these drama

Mary J Blige - No More Drama Lyrics

Saturday, April 8, 2017

God's Easter Miracles: Adventures Of The Sea Kids (Hardcover)/ children's book review

This review is from: God's Easter Miracles: Adventures Of The Sea Kids (Hardcover)
I was so happy to receive my copy of "God's Easter Miracles: Adventures Of The Sea Kids" by Lee Ann Mancini and beautifully illustrated by Dan Sharp.

We find the sea kids or urchins getting ready to celebrate Easter at church down under the sea. The subject of autism is introduced early; the sea creatures get a chance to learn compassion and sharing in this adventure. Miss Linda is the ultimate Sunday School teacher for the sea children and our children can identify with feelings of wanting to win the prize.

The book is really colorful and is one that toddlers will enjoy just looking at the pictures.

Lee Ann always reminds the kids to say their prayers and ask Jesus into their hearts. She also has a hidden fish sign on each page for them to look for as a game. This is a beautiful series and I look forward to more books that are great gifts for grandchildren and your friend's children.

I was very grateful to receive a Review Copy from the publisher through BookCrash.
The opinions expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255

Monday, March 6, 2017

An Ounce of Compassion

An Ounce of Compassion
Sometimes I look around and think "How hard would it be for someone to show a little compassion to another person?" Perhaps it's someone in our family or someone on the street or someone down on their luck, but they may need an ounce of compassion. I feel at times that hearts bleed for love such as this and that a heart wound can hurt even more than a physical blow.
What does an ounce of compassion look like to you? In the world we live in compassion seems to be a thing of the past, at times. I think an ounce of it may be more valuable than gold to a heart gone astray, a heart in need, a heart that has been broken. I hate to say that there are times that I think compassion is lacking because of the self-absorption of new generations, or the "what's in it for me?" mentality.
 From the scripture we read: "Those of us who are strong and able in the faith need to step in and lend a hand to those who falter, and not just do what is most convenient for us. Strength is for service, not status. Each one of us needs to look after the good of the people around us, asking ourselves, “How can I help?”
That’s exactly what Jesus did. He didn’t make it easy for himself by avoiding people’s troubles, but waded right in and helped out. “I took on the troubles of the troubled,” is the way Scripture puts it. Even if it was written in Scripture long ago, you can be sure it’s written for us. God wants the combination of his steady, constant calling and warm, personal counsel in Scripture to come to characterize us, keeping us alert for whatever he will do next. May our dependably steady and warmly personal God develop maturity in you so that you get along with each other as well as Jesus gets along with us all. Then we’ll be a choir—not our voices only, but our very lives singing in harmony in a stunning anthem to the God and Father of our Master Jesus!" Romans 15:1-6 The Message
What I get out of these verses is I serve a God who is compassionate to people, who inspired scripture that says we are to lend a hand to those who falter and that may not be convenient for us. And it may not be a one-time thing. Surely it must be bathed in prayer as many of us know that we don't want to be in a codependent relationship. Key verses to me are, "God wants the combination of his steady, constant calling and warm, personal counsel in Scripture to come to characterize us, keeping us alert for whatever he will do next. May our dependably steady and warmly personal God develop maturity in you so that you get along with each other as well as Jesus gets along with us all."

Part of the healing Jesus brings increases as we reach out to others as He did. He was touched with the feelings of our infirmities. When we are touched by the pain of others we point them to a source of comfort.I believe your wound can lead you to God and equip you to lead others to the Lord. It can dazzle the world to see what the Lord can do with a broken heart restored and healed by the blood of Jesus.
"Show me where you bleed,"
Was the woman's
Plea to me,
I was pretty sure I could
But then do I really think
 I should?
I bleed for moms,
Kids and families,
I bleed for you
I bleed for me
The sick, the homeless
The addict, all three
For the abused child,
Whose family was wild.

I bleed for The elderly
Though you might say
What's that to me?
Oh, people can't you see?
One day it just might be
You and me.
Bleeding for all to see
Just like Jesus
Did for me.
Show me where you bleed
She said
I bleed from a broken heart.
Show me where you bleed
She said to me
I bleed with words
For all to see
His glory
My story.
It's not finished yet
It's gonna get better
On that I'll bet.
If someone is literally bleeding around you as in a heart wound, here's the remedy:
In Romans 13:8-10 we read that Love Fulfills the Law
Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another, for whoever loves others has fulfilled the law.  The commandments, “You shall not commit adultery,” “You shall not murder,” “You shall not steal,” “You shall not covet,”[a] and whatever other command there may be, are summed up in this one command: “Love your neighbor as yourself.” Love does no harm to a neighbor. Therefore love is the fulfillment of the law.

Monday, January 23, 2017

"Moving from Broken to Beautiful through Forgiveness" by Yvonne Ortega.

Got Unforgiveness? Who hasn't wrestled with that problem? Because it's a common problem in the world we live in, you don't want to miss reading  "Moving from Broken to Beautiful through Forgiveness" by Yvonne Ortega.
Some of the quotes and title chapters are awesome. First chapter title: Forgiveness Doesn't Mean the Person Gets Away with Wrongdoing. The quote by Confucius says, "Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves."
I've met Yvonne and have always thought that she's the real deal! But her brutal honesty about her thoughts and struggles that she relays in this book makes me respect her even more. 
Chapter 5 title says Forgiveness Doesn't Mean You Immediately Trust the Offender with the quote from Wm. Paul Young, "Forgiveness does not create a relationship.  Unless people speak the truth about what they have done and change their mind and behavior, a relationship of trust is not possible."
There are so many personal experiences throughout the book. She also ends chapters with Activities, Affirmations, Scripture Readings and Prayers.
I loved this prayer:

Dear God, I don't want to forgive those who hurt me. I can name dozens of reasons they don't deserve my forgiveness. But You can name dozens of reasons I don't deserve your forgiveness. The Scriptures say if I love you, I will obey you. I do love you. Please help me forgive. Amen.
I believe this book will help many people who are stuck feeling like they can never forgive a certain person or offense. Well, written Yvonne!
I was very grateful to receive a Review Copy from the publisher through BookCrash. The opinions expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Family forever

Family forever is a thought that's been running through my mind for some days. It especially got there with the holidays. Looking at parts of the family that are still fractured can be painful. One thing I thought as I visited my brother Dale and his wife Jayne is how much I treasure my brothers and sisters. We definitely don't qualify as a close family. We all pretty much scattered away as teenagers, me marrying young, (the first time) Charles, Dale and Jeannine all working very young and doing their own thing. Charles was very young to be a husband and father at age 18 but he's done it well, all and all. My thought is, that there could never be anything that my family does or doesn't do that I wouldn't at least say, "Hi, how are you doing? I love you."
That may not mean that we'll hang together or do much else, but at least they know that they are loved.
Family forever is really something you can't get away from because it's in the blood and DNA. Of course, we know since I had my DNA test that not everyone got everything that everybody else got. LOL! I am truly EVERYWOMAN! And that being said, one of my main prayers for myself is that I can live well, and be the very best me, that the Lord created me to be. And I have to come back to what Peggy always said, "You can pick your friends but not your family," and that's cool too. Because the Lord God Almighty gave us the family He intended for some strange reason, I guess. And for our destiny, I believe.
 I've picked some pretty awesome friends along the way and a few have even told me they chose me upon seeing me for the very first time. How cool is that? Truly I don't understand why but I have always felt very honored by that statement and you know who you are girlfriend.
I have all the hope in the world for all of my family. I may not live to see some of my prayers for them answered but every day, I pray, "Thy will be done, Thy kingdom come for the destiny of the ones I love." Bill and I were talking to Pastor John recently and he said, basically that in some cases, family comes together finally but it may be at someone's funeral, and why wait until then to make it right? He's a very wise man, I must say.
But it's out of my hands and into the Lord's. I'm praying very hard for a new start for many of us.
So to complete this blog and I hope the pictures post at some point, I took the night off last night as Ryan did such a great job taking Aryel and Isaiah for the day I gave him the night shift, too. Actually I was exhausted from the holidays and just needed to chill. At some point I heard hilarious laughter drifting up the stairs. Bill and I came down to find Ryan looking like a sick calf at the table, and everyone laughing their heads off. They were playing Bean Boozled with jelly beans that tasted like, among other things: stinky socks, barf, lawn clippings, dead fish, rotten eggs... and well you get the picture. They had jelly beans the same color and it would either be the good flavor, chocolate pudding or the bad like canned dog food and you pick one and eat it. Well Ryan always picked the bad ones and Aryel always picked the good ones. It was hilarious.
Christmas is officially over and we can get back to "normal" life. Oh yes, normal is just a setting on the dryer in our family. So, heading to a new year fills with the Love, and never-ending kindness of the Lord.

Since ancient times no one has heard,
    no ear has perceived,
no eye has seen any God besides you,
    who acts on behalf of those who wait for him. Isaiah 64:4

Thursday, December 22, 2016

She’s Canceling Christmas

Merry Christmas and I’m posting early for those who follow my blog. If you  don’t please go to and sign up.  It may help me out one day if I ever submit a book proposal.

I just finished the Angels Walking Series by Karen Kingsbury. It has made me think more about angels and the roles they play on earth. I’m hoping that there are many guardian angels about us to help us in ways that we may not realize. I also included in this poem a phrase borrowed from a Jim Raley sermon; battered worship. To those whose worship is worthy of the Lord’s ear.  He is pleased.

She’s Canceling Christmas

The angels were alarmed, “There’s another mom on the edge.
She’s ready to leave everything and everyone.
What can we do?
Lord, is it really true?
She’s canceling Christmas this year!”
Somebody’s mom:
I’m canceling Christmas this year!
Why have it
When there’s so many tears?
Why try to pretend
It will be good at the end?
I’m canceling Christmas this year.

Makes me sadder
Than sad ever was
It’s Christmas but not the night that Twas.

If you knew all the pain,
You’d cancel it too,
Looking for light and the Lord
Hasn’t come through.
Makes me sadder
Than sad ever was
It’s Christmas but not the night that Twas.

The world thinks
Christmas is all about them
Many people are
Consumed with,
Rushing about,
Buying, and wanting gifts
While heartache abounds.

Living life through a phone
Instead of talking
With those nearby,
How will they feel when they’re gone?
One day they’ll wish
That conversation
Will linger on.

Makes me sadder
Than sad ever was
It’s Christmas but not the night that Twas.

This mom just got tired
Of the constant strife
She just needed a break
From her own “real life.”

Her tears stormed heaven
As a trumpet song given,
A battered, wounded sound
Came as she lay prostrate
On the ground.
Then the Lord was pleased
With her battered worship to Him.
He put a crew of angels to work right then.

One angel sent a song,
Another sent a friend with hugs,
One sent a book,
For a fiction vacation,
A temporary
Break from this world.

Back when angels came singing
Jesus was bringing
Hope for a deep, dark world.
The enemy roars,
But he won’t win any more;
  Angels are surrounding the door,
Of  her simple abode.
They’ve taken this load,
Put her on a
Different road.

Prayers were given,
Because she’s
Held up by friends,
The mom is renewed,
Now she’s Celebrating Christmas too,
Saying a Merry Christmas to you!

Donna Collins Tinsley 2016

Sunday, December 11, 2016

I'm always happy to review a fellow Word Weaver's book. Linda D. Schoonover wrote An Illusion of Normal

Linda D, Schoonover is a woman on a mission to bring to light the affects mental illness can have on a family and especially children in her book, An Illusion of Normal.

I'm drawn to this story as at the beginning it's through the eyes of a child. Oh the pain that some children have to endure on this earth as emotions and chaos reign because of mental illness. It looked like at first, Linda might have an escape route via being sent to her grandmother's house for a season.

I love how the little girl watches her grandmother in all aspects of life. She wonders why she prays certain ways and is very vocal about the only way she's heard God's name used previously. The conversation in Chapter Seven between Linda and her grandmother was priceless. Chapter Eight wrenched my heart as sometimes, I've found the familiar home of a grandparent feels like balm to a child's heart.

What a powerful ending for Chapter Nine:

"God, please help me not be scared. I don’t know what’s wrong with my mother and I don’t know for sure if anyone is outside my window, but if you’re there, could you please help me?

I shut my eyes and tried to ignore my mother waiting quietly in the dark for her killer’s return."

In Chapter Ten the phrase,
"A knot set up camp in my stomach. The Ferris wheel stopped at the top and I hung on the mercy of someone I couldn’t trust." blew me away. Linda is a master communicator.  

 Chapter Fourteen is priceless. Only a child could have precious, untarnished faith to believe for that miracle and it was totally mind-blowing.

One of the most poignant parts of the book was in Chapter Twenty-five:
 I laid on the wet grass and closed my eyes.
“Did you make a mistake, God? If you did, it’s okay. I just want to know. I won’t be mad, I promise. But God, could you please find me another place to live? Anywhere is okay, so long as it’s a place where people really want me.”

Later her brother gave us a glimpse into a different side of the dad than portrayed earlier in the book. I loved reading the description of an earlier part of life that perhaps Linda didn't know about until her brother described it to her.

When talking about her  grandmother after she died: "A few days after we buried her in the family plot next to Grampy, something sprang up from inside me, like a seed when it slowly and confidently breaks through the dirt. I wanted to be like her. Strong, caring, hardworking. I wanted to love God like she did. To take care of and rescue people caught in disasters, not necessarily of their own choosing. To cook and serve Sunday dinners in a house where everybody felt welcome and at home. I wanted to be a grandmother like her, a grandmother that changed lives. But more than anything, I wanted her to be proud of the person she always knew I was and would be." I know that Linda has made her grandmother proud.

I enjoyed the letters from Linda's brother and the overview about Viet Nam as she got older. Drama seemed to follow her and her family though.

The life-long effect of childhood trauma that Linda described in the epilogue  was among my favorite parts of the book. I'm proud of the work Linda is doing to help children and bring us knowledge about mental illness in the family. Normal, at last, has become more than an illusion for her.

Monday, November 28, 2016

Jumpstart your day with this song of praise!
It's Monday and today we focus on praying for our families. I read Stormie Omartian's books every day and this is my strong prayer: KEEP THEM FROM WASTING TIME ON A PATHWAY THAT YOU WILL NOT BLESS! (Stormie Omartian)
I pray that all who are discouraged today will find their peace in the Lord and we ask that a blood covering be over all our loved ones in Jesus name. Cast your cares upon Him, utterly fling them to the One who has the power to help. Prayer is a working tool given to us from the Father, use it, people.
Do you have a fractured family? Is your family tree messed up? You are in good company then and Jesus is our hope. Sometimes it may not seem that way but we have to get our eyes off our circumstances, look up to the Lord, find a Word from Him and claim it. Then pray, pray, pray!
 Prayer is your tool to peace and acceptance. A lot of our turmoil in life is not accepting the things we can't change; We sometimes have to accept that things are the way they are for a reason. I'm sure Joseph, during his days in prison and slavery felt forgotten by God as well as his family but he went ahead being the best he could be in those circumstances. The Lord caused him to rise above them and to rise in favor. Don't look at things the way they are but look at them through eyes of hope.
Jesus is the answer to all our problems and our strong help and that will always be the case. His ear is open to our prayers for help and hope. He is such a creative God that He brings forth beauty and grace and gifts within us that we never thought were there. He can bring the dormant seed to life. We praise His name and ask that He cover our families today. We thank You, Lord Jesus ahead of time for Your great blessing and favor towards our loved ones.
May we be able to say "It is well, through it all, today." Regardless of what our eyes see and our souls feel. We still say "Who is like You Lord in all the earth?" You're my cup that won't run dry even, through tear-filled eyes I seek that last drop in the cup.
Lord rise up please and bring our families full circle to health, healing of emotions and peace we pray.

Double-dipping with Stormie Omartian: "Lord, open my adult child's ears to hear Your truth so they will reject all lies."
"Have a sound mind and a right attitude:  Ask God to help your adult children make the right choices about what they allow into their minds so they’ll have nothing less than the sound minds He has given them.  Pray that God will protect them from having evil fill their minds with lies that oppress them mentally and emotionally.  Ask God to dissolve bad attitudes in their minds, such as pride, fear, anger, anxiety, and a broken heart.  Encourage your adult children to develop a habit of praising God regularly, since that practice will heal their minds, emotions, and attitudes.  Pray for Christ’s peace to flood their souls and rule in their hearts every day.
Resist evil influences and destructive behavior:  Ask God to give each of your adult children a humble, repentant, and teachable spirit.  Pray for God to destroy any spirit of rebellion in their lives.  God’s love and grace will always be available to your children, no matter what they’ve done.  Ask God to help them return to Him after they’ve strayed.  Pray that: God will open their eyes to see the truth and not be blinded by evil lies, they can hear God’s voice leading them, their hearts will be filled with wisdom and knowledge, they will turn away from evil when they encounter it, they will understand that they are engaged in a spiritual battle every day, they will respond to trials by turning to God, and they will learn to praise God for the healing and deliverance He has for them." Stormie Omartian

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

A Water Pourer for the Lord

Ten months ago our world turned upside down once again. Many days just pressing on is very hard, but in the name of Jesus we do. Some days we really wonder are we really going to make it. I survive by the Word of God and the readings of His people, music and hanging on to dreams and long ago prophecies. I believe that truth and love always comes forth at the end and if it hasn't, it hasn't ended yet. 
Only one thing brought a solution - desperately lunging for Jesus, believing His authority and power were greater than her massive need. (Anon or hand of God)

"With love that knew no fear the Singer caught his torment, wrapped it all in song and gave it back to him as peace." Dr. Calvin Miller, THE SINGER

“I'm well aware of the toil, blood and treasure that it will cost us to maintain our family and support and defend my children and grandchildren. Yet through all the gloom I can see the rays of ravishing light and glory. (my paraphrase of a letter by John Adams to his wife.)

So today we pray for single parents and their children, may the Lord send mercy and grace. We pray for first responders, the military and all the police and firemen who put their lives on the line for us each day. We pray that we all can put differences aside and find some time to be GRATEFUL.  We pray for PEACE!
May I live to be a "water pourer" before the Lord.
WATER POURERS!!!By Lana Vawser

The Lord began to speak to me about many being in a season of wilderness, and many have felt like they have been in the desert and they have been living upon their "stored up revelation and history" with the Lord. Many feeling like they have almost been in a season of WANDERING and WONDERING what's going on. I felt the Lord wanting to encourage you that He has been building endurance, strength and character in you in the desert, in that wilderness place and you are coming out with a greater CAPACITY to carry greater revelation of Him and His Word, greater mantles that have been birthed in that deep difficult place where you are constantly pushed and pressed and find that deeper place in Him in the midst of pain.
In the desert and wilderness where you have learnt to store and carry what the Lord has given you and press in for MORE amongst adverse conditions, the Lord is bringing you out of the desert and you will be WATER POURERS for others. What you have gleaned and carried in the desert places is about to be ignited and flow out of you. His living water is about to flood out of you. There is a great birthing upon the Church right now. I saw this pure, BIBLICALLY based revelation that has been found in Jesus in the desert flooding out in conversations, in books, in teaching, in songs, in cds, in writings, in sermon series, in prayer gatherings bringing incredible healing, salvation and deliverance. Freedom is about to explode in proportions across the world like we have never seen. Get ready to hear more and more crazy, amazing, wild testimonies of the power, healing and love of Jesus and how He saves, delivers and sets free.
Where the enemy has attempted in many ways to "stop His flow" through you, He is declaring over you that you will be a PURE FLOW AS YOU CONTINUE TO LIVE LOW.
I'm praying to get beyond survival mode to really thriving in the Lord. I pray that for you, too.

Adding a happy Thanksgiving to you all!
Oh Lord, make us truly grateful for what we have, forgiving for what we don't have and accepting of where we are in life right now on this Thanksgiving Day. If we have family together, remember and pray for those who don't. If we have something to be grateful for, then we will praise Your name, the giver of all gifts, and never let us forget to count our blessings!
We put on the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness. We pray for all who have experienced a week of loss and burials of family members. May the Lord's comfort wrap itself around you as only His love can. We will lift you up to His throne and ask for grace for the day, peace that can't be understood and the strength to press on.
This excerpt from Streams in the Desert is beautiful for today:
"All-loving Father, sometimes we have walked under starless skies that dripped darkness like drenching rain. We despaired of starshine or moonlight or sunrise. The sullen blackness gloomed above us as if it would last forever. And out of the dark there spoke no soothing voice to mend our broken hearts. We would gladly have welcomed some wild thunder peal to break the torturing stillness of that over-brooding night.

"But Thy winsome whisper of eternal love spoke more sweetly to our bruised and bleeding souls than any winds that breathe across Aeolian harps. It was Thy 'still small voice' that spoke to us. We were listening and we heard. We looked and saw Thy face radiant with the light of love. And when we heard Thy voice and saw Thy face, new life came back to us as life comes back to withered blooms that drink the summer rain."
Another song  of thanksgiving: