February 17, 2023 - On Fire for His Glory!

Running with Jesus!

posted on : February 17, 2023

Hold onto the Hand through which you BREATHE the Breath of LIFE!

Have you ever experienced a serious health issue? I was unknowingly exposed to various and numerous toxigenic molds/mycotoxins for 10 years at a school where I worked. As a result, I had several severe health complications; one of them being pulmonary. This is one in a long line of personal testimonies of the healing power of God in my life.

Imagine running five miles every day for years, and all of a sudden, one day, not being able to breathe. Imagine each breath feeling as if you were breathing sand into your lungs; excruciatingly painful to the point where only short, quick breaths were doable. I used to cry at the pain of BREATHING. Imagine not being able to feel air go into the bottom of your lungs.

Imagine believing in A GOD WHO TRULY HEALS and WHO WANTS TO HEAL YOU.

Next, imagine a miraculous healing during a Healing Mass, in which the whole church sat on the edge of their seat, hearing you desperately gasp for air; anxiously waiting and anticipating GODS HEALING; praying for you AND the priest praying over you. I will say truthfully the struggle for air as I lay there praying “please, GOD, heal me…I don’t want to die yet…” was the second most painful experience in my long healing journey. (the first was when I was dying from sepsis; my temp was 106.5 and I was literally burning up from the inside). With one final huge painful gasp, as I heard the priest bending over me and praying; “Feel the cool, healing water of Jesus…flowing into your lungs; feel the cool, healing water of Jesus….” my breath began to come fully, naturally, and with NO PAIN. one of my favorite songs played over the loudspeaker: “BE NOT AFRAID, I go before you always; Come, follow Me, and I WILL GIVE YOU REST….”

Imagine the tearful cries of RELIEF when, finally, you can once again breathe without pain! When, once again, you can FEEL air going all the way to the bottom of your lungs! I believe I cried tears of relief, joy, thankfulness for three days after that!

But I couldn’t run. Every time I tried to run, I would not be able to breathe properly. I had had a lung scan BEFORE the healing, which had showed bronchial airways had narrowed from scar tissue; obtained from abrasiveness of mycotoxins-which, quite frankly, “eat away” at tissue through abrasive irritation. The scan also showed “pockets” of “some kind of bubble-like masses” in my lower lungs. They wanted to do a biopsy. I would not let them. God told me not to, so I said NO.

I went for a second scan after God healed me. The lower lungs were fine-no masses. The dr looked confused until I told him what had happened. He responded, “wow!” The bronchial area looked fine, too, except for signs of scar tissue (called “remodeling of the lungs”) from previous bronchial airway damage. the airway function test indicated a 30% reduction in air flow.

He said, “That is from scar tissue in the bronchial airway from airway damage. There is no cure for that. Scar tissue in the lungs cannot heal. You will always have it. You can still run, but breathing will be affected and strained.”

I decided to try running. I couldn’t. Tried several times and failed so I decided to not even try again. walking would have to do.

I walked at the same place every day; a little circle path close to home; three times around was a mile. I would walk three-five miles daily. One day as I was walking, I heard Jesus say: “RUN.”

I looked down. flip-flops. I said, “Jesus, ummm… Im wearing flip-flops….plus I don’t think I can…My lungs hurt when I run…”. Can you imagine saying that to God? Oh, how PATIENT He is!!

“TAKE MY HAND AND RUN. I AM YOUR HEALER. RUN WITH ME. I WILL HELP YOU. I HAVE HEALED YOU. DON’T BE AFRAID; JUST BELIEVE!”.

I know this sounds weird, but I put my hand out, and I envisioned Jesus holding it. I ran. Halfway around the circle…. breathing ok… “KEEP GOING. I AM WITH YOU.”, around one time…”KEEP RUNNING”….around the circle a second time… breathing just fine! “GO FOR THE MILE”….. I did, and finished two miles that day! And I had no trouble breathing AT ALL. And another miracle: I ran that two miles in FLIP FLOPS, on crushed limestone, and never got even a tiny bit of stone/rocks in my flip flops! ONLY GOD! I also now have NO SCAR TISSUE in my bronchial area; confirmed by the last mri–. Because God HEALS. Especially the impossible, because nothing is impossible with GOD!

So, the next time the Dr tells you theres no cure, or your flesh tells you you’re too weak, or the devil tells you that you CANT be healed-just grab onto the Hand that gives you breath and life, the Hand of Almighty God, and NOTHING WILL BE IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU, for ALL IS POSSIBLE FOR ONE WHO BELIEVES!

amen! PTL!

Job 33:4
(You don’t breathe on your own! Its GOD who GIVES US BREATH.)
Jeremiah 42;17-27
(Is ANYTHING too hard for GOD?)

Mark 5:25-36
BE NOT AFRAID; ONLY BELIEVE!!!

Mark 9:14-29, Matt 17:14-20
(fasting/praying INCREASES Faith to Believe to achieve the impossible!)

Mark 11:22-26
(Before you ask God for anything, check your heart for unforgiveness/bitterness)

I will not fret; I will not fear!
For You, GOD, are ever-near.
Watching over me each day;
hold my hand—lead The Way.

Hold onto the Hand of JESUS, and GET RUNNING! 🙂
See you on the trail…

Encouraging Words

Crowns of GLORY

posted on : February 17, 2023

I was raised Roman Catholic, and I am thankful for parents who taught me about God. We went to church as a family every week. We honored and revered God, Jesus, and Holy Spirit. The One True Triune GOD. When God moved me out of the RCC, I went kicking against the pricks, like Paul. One becomes used to religious rituals, often to the point where the ritual is seemingly more important than the growing closer to Our Father, Jesus, and Holy Spirit through relationship. Weekly Mass WAS “church” for me.

Id been saved since I was a little girl, thanks to my mom, who knelt down and looked me in the eye one Good Friday afternoon, (when I defiantly wanted to ride my bike instead of contemplate Jesus during the hours of 12-3) and said, “I want you to go to a quiet place and sit down and THINK about WHAT JESUS HAS DONE FOR YOU”

That led me to a place of repentance and child-like understanding of His Cross, His Blood, His Suffering, and His Resurrection that I had never realized before. I sat on our back porch and cried buckets of tears as I realized the suffering Christ endured FOR ME. I opened my heart and let Jesus in. And He’s been with me ever since.

But GOD had so much MORE for me than weekly Mass and the ordinances of the RCC, and He knew I would not receive MY necessary spiritual growth remaining where I was, so He moved me on to places where He knew I would GROW in the things of His Spirit as I grew closer to Jesus, Holy Spirit, and Our Heavenly Father.

Most RCC’s have a crucifix depicting the suffering Christ on the cross. Sorrow fills your heart as you gaze at these representations. The crown of thorns always made me shudder. Ive been pierced by thorns! They HURT. To have literal THORNS smashed into your head, piercing your skin, made me realize the mocking hatred those who crucified Him had in their hearts toward Him.

The nails in his wrists and ankles—how can one EVEN IMAGINE such torment? His back opened; wounded for our transgressions, by the cat of nine tails; that horrendous whip of torture- now pinned onto that rough wood, moving up and down, becoming even more scraped in attempts to force air into his suffocating lungs—to breathe the final breaths on this fallen earth…where each procured breath was pain upon pain.

By now the sadness of His Crucifixion is almost unendurable and one is forced to look away and compelled to cry for His Suffering is too much to bear!

He’d never sinned. He didn’t know the awful feeling inside a sinful soul or the separation from The Father that it brings. He’d never BEEN SEPARATED from His Father by sin. As He FEELS OUR SINS being cast upon Him while, at the same time, His Holy Blood pours forth in a miraculous cleansing flood, he experiences the awful dread of sin— HE FEELS the SAME separation that a sin-filled soul feels—and He cries out:

“My God, my God! Why have you abandoned me?”.
Jesus was proclaiming scripture. Psalm 22. The scripture that foretold that very moment was now occurring, and He was letting everyone know this BY THE WORD, just as He had made Himself known as Messiah through reading Isaiah in the temple. Luke 4:16-21
Now he was speaking forth His agony already written of; and making it known WHY HE CAME to earth.

Personally, I don’t believe for one second that GOD abandoned His Only Begotten Son—In fact, the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, being Triune GOD—three in one- were all there, for if not, then God Himself would have had to separate Himself FROM Himself—He was there the whole time; His heart aching through this one-time holy GOD in THE FLESH sacrifice for all-time sin—But Jesus in the flesh-remember-FULLY MAN and FULLY GOD— FELT the separation that sin puts between God and man as OUR SINS invaded his holiness. Sin’s horror overwhelmed Him to the point where He possibly could not FEEL THE PRESENCE OF HIS FATHER WITH HIM. It must’ve been the most torturous feeling He had ever felt on earth, far worse than the physical pain he was feeling. Our sin is what separates us from God. Jesus’ sinless holy blood is the ONLY true redemption; the Only Way to The Father.

He proclaims loudly:
“FATHER, forgive them, for they know NOT what they do!”

He understands, through feeling this sin separation, that if those who crucified him remain in their sin they are condemned and they will forever be separated from God. He cant bear that thought, because He Himself FEELS such as He sacrifices Himself for US. He pleads with His Father to FORGIVE THEIR SIN, as His redemptive blood pools at the bottom of the cross, where his crucifiers stand mocking Him. In his final agony and pain, His thoughts are of others, and he pleads for their souls.
Then, he says:
“IT IS FINISHED.”

‘Father, Ive done what You sent me to
do. Your will I completed.’

He dies on that cross. For me. For you. For all IN THE WORLD who open their heart to let Him in.

I was working out one day and God kept drawing my eyes to two things in my workout/office room.

A head of the crucified Christ, with a crown of thorns, and a painting on the wall of the same depiction of Christ. His head, with the crown of thorns. Both had been given to me as gifts long ago.

Then, I heard Jesus say:

“I NO LONGER WEAR A CROWN OF THORNS.
I WEAR CROWNS OF GLORY. “

John 17:1-5

He did not want me displaying those any longer! He wants me to focus on the RISEN CHRIST! The One who OVERCAME satan, sin, and death! The One who forgives! The One Who completes! The One Who gives us ETERNAL LIFE! The One Who wears so many CROWNS OF GLORY that they reach out into eternity! He is NO LONGER ON THE CROSS! He ROSE FROM THE DEAD. He LIVES! He rules! He Reigns!

And, He is returning soon!

In no way do I mean to negate the agony of what Christ Jesus endured for me, for my brothers and sisters in Christ, for the world; but rather He showed ME to focus on WHAT WAS ACHIEVED THROUGH IT.
GLORY to GOD FOREVER!

I was having a campfire that night and felt compelled to BURN those two things in that fire. It was apparent to me that God was not honored by them. Something strange happened. As I burned the wooden image, which was from Israel, it took on the shape of a snake… I watched as it curled and twisted and finally was totally consumed-the head being the last part incinerated.
coincidence?

Rest in the knowledge that He is Risen and He is returning for His Own.
SOON
Revelation 22:20