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HOW CAN I AFFECT CURRENT DISASTERS?

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From my seat next to Jesus, I turned to Him and asked, “How can I affect these current disasters?  There’s a large hurricane headed for Florida and many fires burning in the northwest. And they aren’t exactly in my realm of influence, my kingdom.  So, my efforts aren’t as effective as someone who lives there and has the situation sitting in the middle of their heart.”

 

“So, what do I do, Jesus?  I don’t want to waste my time praying ineffective prayers.  Tell me what to do.

He indicated that I should look with Him into the valley from our lofty seats and He would show me.  So, I looked.

Immediately, the valley zoomed out almost the same way we zoom earthout on a computer picture.  Within moments, the whole earth as the blue ball spun before us.  However, it was stationary as we watched North American.

Smoke in the northwest trailed toward the central states and Hurricane IRMA spun like a top in the Atlantic.

 

And as I’ve learned to do in other situations here, I responded from my heart and my spirit.

First, my hand went to the northwest and I  waved over the smoke.  It had the same effect as an eraser, smudging and then thinning it. I did this several times until the smoke was so thin that it was nearly nonexistent.

Then I turned to the hurricane, but looked at Jesus, first, unsure if I should use the same action but then He nodded.

So I did the same smudging action with my palm which seemed to lessen its severity, but then I used my finger to smudge more intensely inside the hurricane’s path.

Then, I spoke to both situations, “You will not harm mankind in your actions.”

I didn’t feel anger, or desperation, or panic at all as I spoke.  But rather I could feel the Love pouring out from Jesus toward the storm and the fire.

 

It was the kind of Love a Creator would have toward His creation.

His heart wasn’t angry and His eyes weren’t stern.  Andsmudging like a potter who sees a flaw in the pot of the wheel, He splashed Love and soothed it.

I can see the fires as small embers now, smoldering quietly before going completely out.  And I can see the hurricane twirling like a small storm bringing a little rain and a small but momentary blustery wind.

The Love permeating these actions is so strong that nothing in creation can resist its pull.  Everything melts and bends in the presence of this King of Love.  It opens to His touch and receives His healing, welcoming His attention and His hand.

 

The whole experience filled me with so much Love that I leaned forward and embraced the whole Earth as best I could.

Mmmm.  Every action He takes from this Seat, results in my heart overflowing.  This is absolutely where I want to stay, sitting next to Him, watching Him, doing what He does, and being a party to His reign.  What could possibly be better than this?

As usual, after an encounter with Him here, this picture will take precedence in my heart and mind concerning this situation.  It is so vivid and full of Love that it will superimpose over any news story, or report that I hear from this moment onward.  It’s impossible to respond in any other way, except to completely believe.

Thank you for joining me on this journey.  I’m sending blessings and love to you as you travel yours.

Faith

GOD WEARS A PLAID SHIRT

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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

Getting Healed By Goofy Methods

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

MY SALVATION

Repeatedly I’ve come to the end of my formulas and doctrines and resorted to the step that never fails me. I cry out, “Help me, Jesus, help me!”.

And He always answers. Always. He has never ignored this cry. It seems similar to a cry King David often made, although not the exact words.

“I cry out to the Lord; I plead for the Lord’s mercy” Psalm 142:1  Continue reading MY SALVATION