It’s a scary thing to watch someone go headlong down into the pit of hell. You probably know that place as well as I do. And it’s not been so long ago since I was there.
The last time I went, I shrunk to the floor in a heap. Tears were coming in great floods and I had no hope at all. There was not even one point of light shining for me in the distance. Nothing was left. And Fear screamed into the darkness which was blacker than any black. Death waited with open arms. And pain was worse than any known.
I was shocked at my arrival because I hadn’t known there was an actual place of burning and torture for us in this present existence. Continue reading GOING DOWN INTO HELL
I had a dream about the aftermath of my battle with religion.
I was in an abandoned section of the house where I live. It was like an attached apartment. In the kitchen was a lot of canned and packaged food sitting on a big table inside the oversized pantry. A visitor came through, someone I knew, and he needed dinner for his family. I invited him to help himself and he chose 3 items that would make a complete meal for him and his family. He was pleased and I was happy that I could be generous.
After he left, I began going through the apartment shadow boxing evil entities as I saw them. I’d say out loud “Ka-pow! Ka-pow!” as I punched them. And they were cleared out one at a time. After they were gone, there was movement in the corner which I attributed to Angels and let them be. Continue reading SABBATICAL FROM THE BATTLE
Hunny had a dream in which God wore a plaid shirt and looked like Andy Griffith. It was an oddball answer to a couple days of illness. And I want to share it with you because I enjoy the way Father performs uniquely in our life.
Tremendous pain coaxed him to call me home from work but my Hunny wouldn’t concede because he’s a tough guy. So upon my arrival, we began the process: vitamins, herbs, and prayer. I tried to visualize him well, but it was a weak vision at best. Continue reading GOD WEARS A PLAID SHIRT
In spite of how far we’ve come as new creatures in Christ, most of us still struggle with how to love evil people. While Father has been teaching me how to create Heaven on Earth, one tiny step at a time, He recently revealed that creating also has an effect on evil people and the result makes them a whole lot easier to love. So here goes some sharing. Continue reading HOW TO LOVE EVIL PEOPLE BY CREATING A NEW REALITY
I sat by the river of heaven today and dangled my feet in the water -while wearing my new shoes. Yep, I got some new shoes, and no, the water doesn’t damage them. And they’re gorgeous.
At first, I thought they were burgundy silk, but as they fit themselves to my feet, they came alive and morphed into magenta and then deep purple, and back again, depending on which way I turned. They massaged and caressed my feet as though I had laid them in a bed full of squirming kittens. Continue reading DANGLING MY FEET IN THE RIVER OF HEAVEN
Feeling useless has come when I haven’t seen Father outwardly active in me for a while and I begin to think I’m doing nothing, having no effect, and just breathing air.
“Feeling useless” is a lie, of course. One that likes to show up just before Father surprises me with something special.
His surprise happened the other day via a young mother who was discouraged and frustrated. She couldn’t get her child support from her baby’s daddy and they fought every time they talked. Continue reading WHEN I FEEL USELESS, I’M NOT
I woke up in the middle of the night. There was terror in the air and a lot of “push/pull” between good and evil. I sat up on the bed and said “There is a wall around my kingdom and only love lives inside”. It felt a little better so I said it a couple more times while visualizing that wall from my Seat. It was very tall wall, wide and strong. Nothing could penetrate it. Finally, there was peace and I went back to sleep.
We pray for the people of Paris who have been left with broken hearts and a badly shredded sense of safety. They are not alone. Around the world we stand on alert with tears in our eyes, searching for answers to stop the carnage of evil. Continue reading TERROR EVERYWHERE!
Today I’m sharing a funny, strange healing that happened to me a couple years ago.
It started with my husband getting the stomach flu. It was awful. For one full day he threw-up and the next two days he was in bed wiped out. We prayed and prayed for him and nothing happened. It was a terrible experience and my heart broke to watch.
Then two days after my husband was healthy again, I was hit. It came on like a ton of bricks and knocked me onto the bed holding my stomach, rocking back and forth in terrible pain. Continue reading Getting Healed By Goofy Methods
This is ‘slightly in the future’ fiction about a homeless father and young son – invited by an Angel to step into ROSE ROCK, a community operating in ‘heaven on earth’ dynamics of supernatural proportions.
Estimated publish date after the 1st of the year 2016!
And He said,
“Let me elaborate.” To which my heart sighed in relief because I couldn’t understand alone.
“When you realized there was a hole, so to speak, in your husband’s armor, you saw a small piece of damage which left an open door to sickness. It was there because of a previous situation in his life; one from his childhood; one he doesn’t remember. Ministries have risen and died over this problem and the search for its solution. Great amounts of money have been poured into these holes and the resolutions have often been minor, at best. You have witnessed this and wondered at the millions of souls chasing healing for wounds that don’t heal simply. And yet, the solution is rather simple. Come let me show you.” Continue reading Healing With Liquid Gold