Write My Answer On A Billboard Large And Clear

~ I'll climb to the lookout tower and scan the horizon.
I'll wait to see what God says ~ Habakkuk 2:1-2

Nov 17, 2010


What I tell you now in the darkness, shout abroad when daybreak comes. What I whisper in your ears, shout from the housetops for all to hear! Matt. 10:27

In the quite corners of my mind –


Things that JUMP out at me.

Things that grab me by my heart strings and pick out a note that resonates in my spirit – like a word – a healing balm - for my current season or circumstance.

Over and over it plays out in my head – so much so, that when I hear the same verbiage spoken a second or third time - within hours or days – even weeks…

I am extremely watchful and alert.

The Lord has created me this way on purpose for a specific purpose.





That I might be filled to the brim with MORE OF HIM!

I’m always processing in the inner resources of my mind – things that the Holy Spirit quickens my spirit to hear. Always listening - Always hearing - Always reflecting. My mind is never void or idle – it is VIGILANT - full of expectancy and wonder.


I HEAR THINGS that go bump in the night too.
I’ve been a ‘vigilant’ sleeper – most of my life – even to the point of being fearful to give up my senses for sleep.

I’m not a ‘WATCHMAN’ because of my childhood fears or experiences - although the enemy would love to deceive me into his way of thinking – to keep me tethered to his LIE.

I’m not a ‘WATCHMAN’ because God had no other opening at the time.

I’m not a ‘WATCHMAN’ because someone else declined HIS chosen position.

I’m not a ‘WATCHMAN’ because He needed to teach me to listen – or teach me a lesson.




Thus, the title of my blog – God picked my blog’s name years before I even knew of blogging. He picked it when I ‘HEARD’ someone quote Sister Teresa as saying…..

“I am like a pencil in God’s hand. He does the writing. The pencil has nothing to do with it.”

I HEAR His voice through songs and sounds

Since childhood, I have this chorus stirring in my spirit. It just bubbles and stirs until it finds its way into the resources of my mind and then bubbles forth in song. It goes like this…

It’s bubbling. It’s bubbling. It’s bubbling in my soul. There’s singing and shouting since JESUS made me whole. Folks don’t understand it. Nor can I keep it quite. It’s bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling – bubbling day and night.

REMEMBER that children’s song? I’ve taught it to my grand kids because kids don’t sing it anymore. It’s not being ‘passed down’ through the generations. It’s LOST except in the resources of the minds who’ve been taught to HEAR.

Do you ponder what you hear?
Do you let the Lord have HIS WAY with your ears?
Do you hear with just your ears – or do you hear also with your ‘spiritual receptors’ – tuned into the Holy Spirit’s still small voice?

I haven’t always understood the workings of these ‘spiritual receptors’ – but they’ve been active in my life for as long as I can remember.




I HEAR THE VOICE OF GOD sometimes in dreams – sometimes in visions – sometimes through the nudge of the Holy Spirit – sometimes in an audible ‘knock’ – or a voice calling out my name in the peaceful early morning hour - or a ‘ring’ on my cell phone from an unpublished number at a precise moment in time. Sometimes, the state of the originating call - or the city – becomes a revelation. God is an amazing communicator!

I HEAR THE VOICE OF GOD …when I walk by my kitchen window and SEE the strangest thing happening in my bird feeder. I retrieve my cell phone from the back room and find that this small bird is still in this strange position. A closer look tells me his wing is caught under the center of the feeder. He was stuck!

Stretching to retrieve seed from the center, as there was none in the outer trough, trapped his right wing completely. His body was plastered to the side wall of the feeder – wing shoulder caught on the rim above the small opening.

I didn’t know what to do. If I open the door to try and set him free, he’ll injure himself by struggling to get away from me – from his perspective – he was ‘prey’ and I was ‘predator’.

I hesitated while pondering this scenario before me. I was afraid to help because the closer I got – the more anxious he became. I didn’t want to bring him more pain or risk injury.

I HEARD a small voice behind me saying “try...you might be surprised”. There was no one behind me.

Proceeding through the door quietly, I rounded the corner of the bay window where he was. Surprised that he was still there, I move closer, respectful of his heightened fear of me.

I heard the same small voice behind me saying, “you must try...talk in soft tones. Move ever so slowly.” Again, there was no one behind me.

As I moved closer, the bird flapped and flapped to free himself …from me. I could not bear to move one more step closer. I paused and just spoke softly to this small helpless creature...as the small voice spoke unto me,

“ just step right up there - place both hands around him and hold him steady, as you free the wedged wing.” Again, there was no one behind me.

Encouraged – I could vision - by now - the Holy Spirit’s view of things. I could SEE my hands around this creature. So I stepped close enough to reach. He did not relinquish his fight to be free...of me. But with my hands clasped around him, and my voice ever so soft – I managed to free his trapped wing.

As I held him in my hand...I felt his fear...of me. His tiny heart pumped hard against my hand. For some reason, I felt the need to ‘bond’ with this small creature – helpless – powerless – but now FREE.

Continuing to speak in soft tones, I stroked his head feathers ever so lightly…and spoke these reassuring words –

“Do not be afraid...the Heavenly Father knows the number of feathers on your head…not a single sparrow falls to the ground without His WATCHFUL eye.” (he happened to be a sparrow ) “The Heavenly Father knows your fear. Do not be afraid. I will not harm you.”

Within seconds, he settled in my hand. His heart rate dropped and I could feel a peace that passeth all understanding – in that moment. It was a moment I could have missed - had I not had eyes to SEE and ears to HEAR.

A jubilant voice behind me said “ take his picture…I want you to remember the beauty of being ‘HELD’... without fear...without walls that separate...without preconceived notions or understandings. SAFE in the everlasting arms of JESUS”


Remember….I had went to the back room to get my cell phone just prior to the Holy Spirit’s step by step instructions. Come to think of it, I HEARD that small voice say… “get your camera.”



and as a ‘WATCHMAN’…


Ears to hear and eyes to see--both are gifts from the LORD. Prov 20:12


Nov 4, 2010

Cowboy's Ten Commandments

Just one God.

Honor yer Ma and Pa.

No telling tales or gossipin'.

Git yourself to Sunday meeting.

Put nothin' before God.

No foolin' around with another fellow's gal.

No killin'.

Watch yer mouth.

Don't take what ain't yers.

Don't be hankerin' for yer buddy's stuff

posted on the wall at Cross Trails Church in Fairlie , Texas


in Boots


Oct 25, 2010

Mama's like the Good Shepherd

This was so refreshing - I had to replay it more than once.
I loved it when she said "Of all times - we're snagged on a rock."

It made me think of all the times the enemy turns to attack me when I 'growl' at him. I get fearful and sometimes can't move - I get snagged on a rock. But then the Holy Spirit reminds me that God didn't give me a spirit of fear but of power and of a sound mind. I have been given the authority of Jesus Christ, to STAND up in the boat and tell him to get the heck off of my property!

Even if he just happens to be hanging around in the bushes - on my innocent stroll down the river - I have the authority to say 'back off' and keep on paddling. It's not advisable to get out of the boat at this time. After all, he does roam this place seeking whomever he can devour.

Just keep on paddling - it will be OK

For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline. 2 Tim 1:7

You are of God, little children, and have overcome them, because He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world. 1 John 4:4

Be careful! Watch out for attacks from the Devil, your great enemy. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for some victim to devour. 1 Peter 5:8

I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. John 10:11

warrior bride in boots

Oct 15, 2010

Pastor's Perspective - Rescued!

This post was posted on Pastor Steve's blog - his personal perspective on the circumstance that held these men captive for 70 days. It's worthy of a re-post here. I admire his gut level sharing. I personaly don't know Steve - just blessed to have found him in blog-land - just like all of you that I've come to know and cherish. Enjoy Steve's perspective...... Patrina <")>><

"As I peck this, the rescue of 33 trapped Chilean miners continues. Last night I sat emotionally transfixed watching each miner emerging from his tomb of seventy days! The joy, elation and reuniting continues to be an international human interest event that none of us can ignore. After the initial cave-in back in early August, there was no word of any survivors for seventeen days. Then a note came from below informing the world that they were alive. For two and a half months these men kept their hopes alive and took amazing care of one another, sacrificing that they all might live.

As a pastor this story is rich with spiritual significance. At one time in all of our lives as Christians we were all trapped in the darkness of sin. Unlike the situation in Chile, our situation was not an accident, but deserved. Hopeless and helpless we wandered in the darkness, alive but in all reality, dead. Then a light shined into our lives. The note we received indicated that a rescue had already taken place in Jerusalem a long time ago, and that although we were dead, our divine Rescuer was alive, well and able to deliver us!

Another inspiring reminder from this event down in South America, is the way these men have taken care of one another. Some were older and weaker, but the stronger helped the less viral, ensuring that they all emerge alive together as they have. Over the course of seventy days, hope at times must have waned. Yet, they encouraged the floundering that help was on the way, that they could make it, and that better was just ahead. In other words, these miners did an exceptional job of reminding us in the church what it means to be the church.

Lastly, we as modern-day believers in Christ are reminded that like these miners we have each been set free.

Where were you when Jesus came to your rescue?

He came to me in despair, divorce, cancer, infidelity, infertility, rejection, isolation, depression, and trial. We don’t lack for deep and ominous mines do we?

Are you in any of those mines right now?

Maybe you’re trapped in addiction, grief or disillusionment.

Jesus knows where you are and He can rescue you, if you’ll let Him. No matter where you are and how long you’ve been trapped there, Christ wants to bring you from the darkness into His marvelous light!"

Pastor Steve Kiefer from a Pastors Perspective

Oct 6, 2010

God Promises a Safe Landing

My big brother sent the following video to Dad this morning. I was so touched - so choked up - I couldn't read all the words the first time through. I couldn't even read them all the way through when reading them to dad the 2nd time. I had to watch it 3 times before I could show it to dad and read it in its entirety.

I still have a lump in my throat! I can't explain here but God knows my heart and He chose to show me favor today through this intended encouragement for Dad - from 'MY BIG BROTHER!'

The background song is "Bridge Over Troubled Waters" - my all time favorite song - the title song of Simon & Garfunkel's final album together, released January 26, 1970. The year I graduated from H.S.

For me, it's a love song from Jesus - always has been - always will be.

He's my BRIDGE.

My brother had no way of knowing this

But God....

I print out the lyrics here so that I never forget God's favor to me - all these years. Through it all, He's been there as my BRIDGE. He's here in the midst of this season too. The waters below are troubled...

But God ....

"When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all

I'm on your side
When times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you

I'll take your part
When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

Sail on Silver Girl,
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way

See how they shine
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind"

The words to dad - penned from my big brother - read this way (words of explanation in parentheses are mine).
"For dad
God has definitely given You a heavy cross to carry the last Few Years - from mom leaving (her celebratory transference to heaven in 02); the accident (car accident in 05); And the stroke (May of this year).....but the good is... It Is Not heavier than his (God's) and it must be Preparing you for something only He Knows."

Check out this video on YouTube:
God Promises a Safe Landing

I have played the song over and over for the last hour. It has done more for me than it could have ever done for dad. Dad's condition can't assimilate it to the depth that it has reached me. Truth is....I prayed a heart song to God last night before retiring for bed - this was God's immediate answer.

Thank you big brother - for allowing the nudge of the Lord to send me HIS personally, intimate reply to my heart's cry. I am most grateful that He used YOU to HUG me. :)

"My Dear Warrior Bride,
I am your Bridge over Troubled Waters
....The cross you carry was carried first by me - It is my Promise to you...I will get you to the Promised Land ...safely. You have my word on that. Do not lean on your own understanding but love the Lord your God with all your heart - mind - and soul and I will direct your paths. Though the way be dark and dreary, I will be your song of praise....and I will make a way... for you. I have laid my life down for you - your BRIDGE over troubled waters. Just walk.... it will be OK."



It isn't just the song that hit me so strong - it was the message... carrying my cross the distance - as long as it takes and hopefully without complaining. Sometimes, it gets so heavy that I want to lay it down - makes me think of Jesus in the movie The PASSION. It became such an enormous task for JESUS - even Him. So, I can expect mine to be heavy too - but I think - like Jesus, God places people around us to help carry the load when it becomes too heavy. Jesus had a purpose and it meant carrying the old rugged cross to the finish line - But God provided another to walk with him - to carry it the rest of the way when it became too heavy. That is a powerful thot that just came to me. Isn't that just like GOD? I think God even sends angels to surround us and lift us up so the load is lighter. Scripture tells us that He won't give me anything that together He and I can't handle. I'm so counting on HIM!!

This video was encouragement to not give in and not give up! Run the race to the finish line.
Check out the vedio I added towards the bottom of my page here - after reading Lidj's post @ crown of glory... it is a POWERFUL post and passionate vedio.

Yesterday, marked the one year anniversary since my page here was birthed.

God's idea - not my own.

It has served to enlarge my window of fellowship. My territory has grown all across the globe through this one page. I'm not a prolific writer or 'poster' - this page is for my family. My legacy of FAITH. But God has enriched my life beyond measure with the relationships that He's brought into my world through my connections on the BRIDGE here. He called it 'THE BRIDGE' - He called it the BRIDGE, in reference to the dream that He gave me, as I share on the info about me on the lower part of this page.

As I walk, He enlarges my territory - and my FAITH. It is always my prayer that He somehow cause His LIGHT in me to shine forth to the nations who come to connect on The BRIDGE.

I am most grateful for your friendships near and far. This past year has been a trying year. You have helped sustain me through your very personal and perfect ways of encouraging me. I am blessed to call you all Friends.

I'll look for you in heaven when the roll is called up yonder! Don't ignore HIM - pick up your cross today, and follow HIM!

He's waiting to be YOUR BRIDGE to ETERNAL LIFE.

He promises a safe Landing!

Walk so close behind the SAVIOR that the dust of His sandals settles on your feet....

Just walk ~ it will be OK.

Hugs and prayers,
His Warrior Bride in boots!

Sep 24, 2010

A Celebratory Day

Mother’s Love grows with each new season.
Time does not diminish its created purpose.
It goes with me - wherever I go,
Even into the fearful unknown”
© 2007 Patrina <”)>><

Today marks the 8th anniversary of mama’s ‘Home Going’ – to be with God in Paradise. I was writing another post to honor her home going - when the Lord deposited His signature on this ‘Celebratory Day’. I am in awe at His finite way of communicating to me. His precise timing is overwhelming. He causes my heart to burst with joyful song. He ministers to me in such tiny detail. I stand in awe of His personal knowledge of me.

Mama passed precisely at the 10 o’clock hour, in a hospital in Kansas. I was in Colorado preparing to phone her room, when she passed. For some reason, I decided instead to phone my sister’s cell. They were on their way back to the hospital, after spending the day searching for a LTC facility near mama and daddy’s home - to care for mama upon release. She had remained in a coma for 3 weeks since her sudden illness with viral encephalitis. They arrived just moments after her passing. It amazed me then of how God’s timing was so precise. His prompting to connect with her, at precisely the 10 o’clock hour, still blows me away.

Well TODAY – He did it again.

At precisely the 10 o’clock hour!

He sends this ‘Viceroy’ butterfly to my window – at the precise time I’m writing a post to honor mama. It flutters back and forth between my 3 bay windows. As if dancing, it makes it way from one to the other. I speak to it … “I see you, Lord! I see you”. “Thank you, Lord, thank you.” As it continues to dance in front of me, I step away to grab my cell phone from the table behind me, but when I turn back around, I couldn't see her anywhere. Not on my Hibiscus – not on my butterfly bush – nowhere. She was gone.

But God…there always seems to be a ‘But God’ in my stories

As I step away from the window, My eye caught her in the center of my stain glass ( a piece my big brother made for daddy – which hung in dad’s study for 15 or 20 years.) The Viceroy had landed on the window sill behind this stain glass. I had to remove the stain glass to get a better picture.

She Just sat there waiting.....

And then, she turned and looked at me

My cell phone wasn’t on automatic save so I missed her wave…when she folded her wings and touched a couple of times and then expanded them out again ….

Like she was ready to fly – and fly she did!

She stayed a whole 5 minutes on my window sill. Then she left as mysteriously as she arrived.

She came to dance…

on this precise day at precisely the 10 o’clock hour!

Did I cry? Yes, tears of JOY! Pure JOY. To think and ponder how deep and how wide is His Love for me - that He would make Himself so personably known to me. And not just today, but almost every day…if I have eyes to see and ears to hear.

Then the Lord had me Look up the meaning of ‘Viceroy’ – where did the viceroy butterfly derive its name?…...

“A Viceroy is a royal official who runs a country, colony, or providence (state) in the name of and as representative of the Monarch The term derives from the Latin prefix vice-, meaning "in the place of" and the French word roi, meaning king.” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viceroy Viceroy’s usually rule for their entire lifetime.

Did I know this? No, but I know my King! He loves to surprise me with these little tidbits of information to further seal His ‘knowing’. He knows that I will see and He knows that I will ponder and seek – His intended message in His ‘gift’.

So this is how I interpreted this ‘suddenly’ … that rested on my window sill beneath the stain glass that came from daddy’s study.

This beautiful creature – created by the King – was sent to my window sill this day…at the precise 10 o’clock hour - in the name of Jesus – as a representative of Jesus – in the place and position of Jesus Christ my King! – to minister to my heart

- a simple tiny gesture that He chose to do – just for me TODAY. Because He knew I’d see.

He’s sent me butterflies before!

May butterflies flutter by your window sill this weekend to remind you of God's infinite and finite, transforming LOVE. Be blessed this weekend. He's waiting to speak to you - to show you the width and breath of His Love. See Him...Hear Him...ponder His greatness. Know that He is concerned about everything that concerns you!

PS: Have you ever noticed how the wings of a ‘Viceroy’ display a cross and an angel, with full expanded wings and a scalloped robe, at the same time? I just saw this today.

warrior bride in boots

Aug 15, 2010

Turn Around Anointing - Part 2 - I Will Dance as David Danced

Look what my friend Brenda painted. She named it after reading this post. I just wanted to share it here. It makes my heart sing! Thanks for sharing this with me, Brenda. <")>><

"So David went there and brought the Ark of God from the house of Obed-edom to the City of David with a great celebration. 13 After the men who were carrying the Ark of the Lord had gone six steps, David sacrificed a bull and a fattened calf. 14 And David danced before the Lord with all his might, wearing a priestly garment. 15 So David and all the people of Israel brought up the Ark of the Lord with shouts of joy and the blowing of rams’ horns." ~ 2 Samuel 6:12-15 NLT

I will CELEBRATE before the LORD!

Seven years ago - on 8/2/03 - in a conference “HOPE for Tomorrow”, I experienced one of the most joyful moments of my entire life! I was finally set FREE! My relentless sobbing, in the arms of two powerful prayer warriors, was turned to JOY! Pure JOY! In an instant I filled the air around me with Holy Laughter! From a whimpering little child – as the powers of DARKNESS pushed against my fragile frame – I was instantly SET FREE.It was a God – ordained moment of AUTHORITY over my life that lifted Satan’s hidden hand of bondage. Marty, the prayer team’s coordinator saw my struggle from the platform. She walked right up to me and asked the warriors, “What are we were dealing with?” They named off a few demonic strongholds over my life and when she heard ‘REJECTION’….she said, “aha… the BIG ONE”. She pointed a discerning finger in my face and spoke these powerful SEVEN words over me …

“STOP crying! You don’t get to cry!”

I looked up at her and instantly stopped my whimpering and pushing against the mighty warriors that were struggling to keep me upright. It all came to an end with those SEVEN powerful words. How amazing is that! “I don’t get to cry?”

“NO YOU DON”T GET TO CRY! You are a daughter of the MOST HIGH KING! You don’t get to cry.”

And with that AUTHORITY - a lifetime of whimpering deep inside, bellowed forth as a bolt of laughter. The WEIGHT was GONE! The indescribable HEAVINESS was GONE!

Marty had no way of knowing, that those were the very words that my mama use to say to me when you spanked me - she'd come back into the room and tell me to stop crying! Seriously!

So I learned to cry inside.

Imagine, this mighty prayer warrior - saying the exact words to me that had forced me into a SILENT BONDAGE for 30 0r 40 years.


He knew ~ and He deposited into Marty's spirit - the specific anointed WORDS that He was going to use TO SET ME FREE. Imagine that! Both were spoken with AUTHORITY - mama's and Marty's - but one ushered in bondage - while the other simply set me FREE! It took me a year or more to actually realize that Marty's AUTHORITATIVE WORDS were the exact words that served to lock me up behind those doors of REJECTION.

God is so PERSONAL !

that He can use the very thing
Only God
could turn such an ugly thing around
and make it beautiful - in His hands.



With many others who were also set free that night, I danced like David danced – in the isle of the church. That was my first and only time I ever danced in public! Nothing could have held me down! Ever since that time….I have become a wild worship warrior in my private sanctuary. Corporate worship now draws me to the center circle…the throne room of God…where His GRACE settles on me, in the company of like-minded people, as I lift my heart and hands to honor HIM for…



“In the merging of heart and mind and will an oneness results that only those who experience it can even dimly realize” ~ God Calling Devotional
I chose SEVEN years ago – to Praise Jesus in all circumstance – that is my PURPOSE! - to bring HONOR and GLORY to His name – not mine! That doesn’t mean that I don’t fail occasionally – even quite occasionally – in this season. But my mind, heart and will are focused on praising HIM. Satan can have a ‘hay dance’ in my head – but by the end of the day – he’s been ousted from the barn!

Thank God for the ‘NEW DAY’ Anybody out there know what this ‘hay dance’ looks and feels like? Of course you do! Satan never stops dancing.

But God….

Because of my Redeemer, Jesus Christ, I am not that frightened – powerless – helpless little girl. I am the daughter of the MOST HIGH KING! – a Princess Warrior! – Strong in the Lord. His JOY – His DELIGHT in me – is my STRENGTH! Greater is HE that is within me than he that is within the world. I still dance when I hear this song! That same JOY rises in me and lifts me to a higher place. This song is an ‘altar’ – memorializing my deliverance & freedom from demonic strongholds - through Christ Jesus, MY KING!

We are positioned for VICTORY, and not defeat! Praise His Holy Name!

So get up out of your chair and DANCE with me! Let's CELEBRATE before the Lord! Great things He hath done in all of our lives!

IV Poznański Warsztaty Gospel
4th annual gospel music workshop in Poznań, Poland

Aug 2, 2010

Turn Around Anointing - Part 1

It’s been 5 LONG weeks since Dad came home from rehab. It has been difficult. My mind, body, and spirit have been at war. I’ve wanted to give up at least once – every single week.


I haven’t updated here because I wanted to keep it positive. I felt as if my gift of FAITH & ENCOURAGEMENT was being ripped right out of me. I found myself encouraging me – as Dad adamantly REFUSED encouragement from anyone.

In the previous post, I spoke of my mind and heart coming together with God’s vantage point. His turn around anointing. My physical and mental weakness, from the previous 11 months as a 24/7 care giver to Dad, couldn’t fathom any possibility of continuing on. Caring for an ‘invalid’ was beyond my scope of capabilities.

As Betty Davis used to say, “Getting old ain’t for sissies.” I would add – neither is 24/7 care giving. I’m in the boat with both. 'I'm too old for this', I cried. My boat was already sinking – before Dad had this debilitating stroke.

But God…

He has me here for a PURPOSE! It doesn’t feel like purpose most of the time. It feels much like prison; being held hostage; torture; mind games; something or someone else seems to be warring for control.

Not knowing what to expect – I find myself reluctant to face the ‘NEW DAY’. Empowering myself in the Lord – I find myself talking out loud to God...and Dad - Speaking TRUTH against the LIES and DECEPTION that are working overtime to claim my ‘preacher’ daddy’s body, mind, and spirit.

It’s apparent that in Dad’s mind - he came home to die.

Relentlessly …. Dad filled the atmosphere – with WORD CURSES against his body. Negative proclamations; pitiful mind traps; land minds at ever turn.


This preoccupation – obsession really – was hanging over my days. The very air I breathed was laden with His obsession with DEATH.

NOTHING I or the therapists said or did changed his ‘stinkin thinkin’

He was angry at his circumstance

He was acting out his anger

He was willfully stubborn

He was experiencing a ‘CRISIS of FAITH’

His Spirit, held hostage to the LIE of DEFEAT

He was an embodiment of DECEPTION

EMBODIED - Wikipedia states – “a position in cognitive science and the philosophy of mind emphasizing the role that the body plays in shaping the mind.” Answers.com states it this way: To give a bodily form to; incarnate. To represent in bodily or material form. To make part of a system or whole; incorporate

I was staring DECEPTION right in the face!

Call it what you will. Medical science called it a stroke. Answers.com describes a stroke as the sudden death of brain cells in a localized area due to inadequate blood flow. It goes on to say that a stroke occurs when blood flow is interrupted to part of the brain. Without blood to supply oxygen and nutrients and to remove waste products, brain cells quickly begin to die. Depending on the region of the brain affected, a stroke may cause paralysis, speech impairment, loss of memory and reasoning ability, coma, or death.

Dad was affected by all except coma, and death!

All I really know is this: What I see in the physical - up against what I know in the spiritual – is pure DECEPTION! Through the years – I’ve been called many untrue things … idealistic; unrealistic; so heavenly minded that I’m no earthly good. But the WORD of God is my LIGHT and my SALVATION. I've just been gifted with an extra-ordinary gift of FAITH. God knew I would need it! God uses this FAITH to STAND in the gap for others, when the lack of HOPE has camouflaged their intended VICTORY in Christ Jesus. I am a relentless 'Intercessor' and a wild 'Worship Warrior' in the face of the enemy!

is as it seems in the physical. Through the EYES of God, EVERYTHING is hugely different than our mere existence can fathom.

HOPE deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life. Proverbs 13:12

“Now FAITH is being sure of what we HOPE for and certain of what we do not see.” Heb 11:1 (NIV)

FAITH is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see.” (NLV)

“Now FAITH is the assurance (the confirmation,]the title deed) of the things [we] HOPE for, being the proof of things [we] do not see and the conviction of their reality [faith perceiving as real fact what is not revealed to the senses].” (Amplified)

It can be written many different ways – but the meaning is clear. FAITH and HOPE go together. I love the way the Message puts it:

The fundamental fact of existence is that this trust in God, this FAITH, is the firm foundation under everything that makes life worth living. It's our handle on what we can't see. The act of faith is what distinguished our ancestors, set them above the crowd.”

These last two months, have been a trying experience for me. I am famished from the inside out. SPENT!

But GOD….

Comes and bathes me in His LIGHT and His LOVE. He continues to pour into me TRUTH. In Him, I have a fortress beyond belief! I am barricaded behind this fortress as if I am the only one fighting this war. But My God is on both sides of this wall.


And if that isn’t cool enough, He’s also right BESIDE me and INSIDE of me – fighting this war for me – a war that I do not fully understand, but recognize as a war against the Satanic principality of DECEPTION.

I therefore raise my SWORD towards the highest Heaven, to the ONE who fights this fight for me and through me. I lift my SHIELD of FAITH as my instrument of PROTECTION – for a TURN AROUND ANOINTING – against the fiery arrows that are aimed at me and mine. I GIRD myself with the belt of TRUTH, that I might not be deceived nor grow faint. My head is covered with the Helmet of SALVATION that my mind be fully PROTECTEDSTEADFASTFOCUSED on the PRIZE of VICTORY which is in Christ JESUS. As I walk in His shoes of PEACE – I am ASSURED of HIS intended outcome –

TO GOD BE THE GLORY...Great things He hath done!

NOTHING is impossible with GOD!

My God shall supply ALL of my Needs according to His riches in Glory, through Christ Jesus.


Dear Lord and Savior, I dedicate this blog to my children and grandchildren and those yet unborn. It is my heart’s desire, Lord, to reach for the heavens during my years left on this earth – that my ceiling might become the floor that they dance upon – that they might know the sure foundation of which I stand, and walk in the LIGHT of JESUS as I have sought. May this legacy of FAITH serve them in years to come. May they be encouraged to FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT. May those that come behind me find me FAITHFUL. In the name of Jesus Christ..…Amen….let it be so!

"HEAR The Word of The Lord"


Prayer Changes Things

“Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.” ..... Romans 12:12





He is the LORD, The 'I AM' over our yesterdays ~ our today ~ our tomorrow

Elohim: The All-Powerful Creator

Jehovah: The Self-Revealing One

Adonai: The Owner of All

Jehovah-Jireh: The Lord Who Provides

El Shaddai: The Almighty Sufficient One

El Elion: The Most High Ruler

Jehovah Nissi: The Lord’s Banner of Victory

Jehovah Shalom: The Lord Our Peace

Jehovah Mekadesh: The Lord Who Sanctifies

Jehovah Rophe: The Lord Who Heals

Jehovah Tsikenu: The Lord My Righteousness

Jehovah Robi: The Lord My Shepherd

Immanuel: God With Us