Monday, March 18, 2013

Just As Judas

       When we as followers of Christ and believers in the blood that HE shed, see the story of Judas we have a tendency to feel great animosity toward him and what he did. He betrayed Christ with a kiss and handed HIM over to the people that then hung HIM on the cross. But what he did in actual fact was fulfill the prophecy which brought about the salvation of our souls and the gift of eternal life with Christ.


    Howbeit he is not the antichrist (I do not believe he is smart enough) he is the puppet on a string that is being used to bring that man who ever he might be on the the stage of history. The one true God is the puppeteer and barack hussein obama is only small part of that plan and he will as did Judas disappear into the dust of the earth. We are seeing the stage set for the Revelation of Jesus Christ and we are not to look to the Republican party or the Democratic party or any other human being alive and walking this earth to set us free from the evil that is descending upon us.


     We are to look toward the one true God that has a master plan and we are a chosen generation that is watching that plan unfold. So when we want to look upon bho lets try to remember that he is bringing us the the exact place that we want to be........... alive in Christ and ruling and reigning with HIM for an eternity. bho is to be pitied.



 We are the victors here, we are the ones that win. All people of the earth will bow at the feet of Jesus Christ including every muslim that is alive at HIS coming... Now can you look at him (bho) in a different light?


Denise

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

But His Favorite Song Of All

2012
A place of all things new. A year filled with wonder and excitement and expectations. Drawing closer to the Father and learning to hear HIS voice. Walking closer with HIM as I struggle to know HIS will. I will begin and in that new beginning I will sing, for it is in the praise of HIS people that HE dwells.
I was listening to my  music this morning as I worked and this song came on, it caused me to pause, it caused me to dance.
You see, we are spirits with a fleshly body and when our spirit man comes into contact with the Holy Spirit it reacts. It just rose up within me and I could nothing but worship. There is an anointing that cannot be ignore and it shows up in all kinds of places. Today, in a song... I danced.


Praise breaks the yoke of fear and shatters the bondage of despair.  It will calm the spirit of angry and dispel the darkness of loneliness. With the song of praise joy will come and you will find that peace will follow. The Holy Spirit of God comes wisdom and knowledge and understanding and all those things can be experienced just by the praise of the heart. 
I have some things that I need to overcome and I remember in the past years of my life, praise and a red tambourine delivered me. There is power in the anointing and there is escape in the praise.

I pray that year for you is  filled with the song of the Redeemed and .. I hope you dance.

----------- Listen, close your eyes...  do you feel that? That is your spirit man responding to HIM. To HIS presence.  HE is listening to hear you sing. -------



He loves to hear the wind sing
as it whistles through the pines and mountain leaves
And He love to hear the raindrops
as they splash to the ground in a magic melody
He smiles in sweet approval
as the waves crash through the rocks in harmony
And creation joins in unity
to sing to Him majestic symphonies

But His favorite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His blood
Lift to Him a song of love
There's nothin' more He'd rather hear
Nor so pleasin' to His ear
As His favorite song of all

And He loves to hear the angels
as they sing, "Holy, holy is the Lamb"
Heaven's choirs in harmony
lift up praises to the Great I Am
But He lifts His hands for silence
when the weakest saved by grace begins to sing
And a million angels listen
as a newborn soul sings, "I've been redeemed!"

'Cause His favorite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His blood
Lift to Him a song of love
There's nothin' more He'd rather hear
Nor so pleasin' to His ear
As His favorite song of all

Bridge:
It's not just melodies and harmonies
That catches His attention
It's not just clever lines and phrases
That causes Him to stop and listen
But when anyone set free,
Washed and bought by Calvary begins to sing

That's His favorite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His blood
Lift to Him a song of love
There's nothin' more He'd rather hear
Nor so pleasin' to His ear
As His favorite song of all

Holy, holy, holy is the Lamb
Halleluiah, halleluiah


Denise

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

The Cure---- Powerful.......

Found this on FB this morning.. I wanted to share it..........





Denise

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Sweetly Broken

There are a lot of songs that come along in our lives that touch our hearts, but sometimes there are those songs that change us........  This is one of those songs in my life..........  







TO THE CROSS I LOOK AND TO THE CROSS I CLING
OF IT'S SUFFERING I DO DRINK
OF IT'S WORK I DO SING

ON IT MY SAVIOR BOTH BRUISED AND CRUSHED
SHOWED THAT GOD IS LOVE
AND GOD IS JUST

AT THE CROSS YOU BECKON ME
YOU DRAW ME GENTLY TO MY KNEES, AND I AM
LOST FOR WORDS SO LOST IN LOVE
I AM SWEETLY BROKEN WHOLLY SURRENDERED

WHAT A PRICELESS GIFT UNDESERVED LIFE
HAVE I BEEN GIVEN
THROUGH CHRIST CRUCIFIED

YOU CALLED ME OUT OF DEATH
YOU CALLED ME INTO LIFE
AND I WAS UNDER YOUR WRATH
NOW THROUGH THE CROSS IM RECONCILED

AT THE CROSS YOU BECKON ME
YOU DRAW ME GENTLY TO MY KNEES AND I AM
LOST FOR WORDS SO LOST IN LOVE,
I AM SWEETLY BROKEN WHOLLY SURRENDERED

AT THE CROSS YOU BECKON ME
YOU DRAW ME GENTLY TO MY KNEES AND I AM
LOST FOR WORDS SO LOST IN LOVE,
I AM SWEETLY BROKEN WHOLLY SURRENDERED

IN AWE OF THE CROSS I MUST CONFESS
HOW WONDROUS YOUR REDEEMING LOVE AND
HOW GREAT IS YOUR FAITHFULNESS

AT THE CROSS YOU BECKON ME
YOU DRAW ME GENTLY TO MY KNEES AND I AM
LOST FOR WORDS SO LOST IN LOVE
I AM SWEETLY BROKEN WHOLLY SURRENDERED

AT THE CROSS YOU BECKON ME
YOU DRAW ME GENTLY TO MY KNEES AND I AM
LOST FOR WORDS SO LOST IN LOVE
I AM SWEETLY BROKEN WHOLLY SURRENDERED

IM BROKEN FOR YOU
IM BROKEN FOR YOU MY LORD
JESUS, WHAT LOVE IS THIS
I AM SWEETLY BROKEN




Denise

Thursday, September 15, 2011

In Their Honor - I Forgive Myself...




 In Their Honor- I Forgive Myself

On year ago today I lost my little Mom. 72 days before that I lost my precious little Dad. It has been a year filled with the darkest depression as I have never known. I was totally unprepared for the grief that was fixing to invade my life.

In the 8 years that I took care of Mom and Dad there were some wonderful times and there were a few hard times. As the years passed by their care became more and more demanding and I became more and more exhausted and overwhelmed and yes some days angry.

I allowed some outside influence to determine my attitude sometimes and although thought myself to be more discerning than that, I allowed the enemy to invade the camp and bring turmoil.

I was thrown into being a caregiver

and had to leave the daughter relationship in shadow of taking care of pills fixing 3 meals a day, doctor appointments laundry sickness in the middle of the night.
Day after day as the demand grew to mega proportions the last 6 months was more than any one person could even think to do. However, I was dog determined to keep those two little people together to the end of their days.
Maybe that was unreasonable, maybe, but in the end, with the help of the Lord, no no, with a LOT of help from the Lord they lived side by side with the exception of the 72 days between their death and I am THANKFUL to the Lord that HE allowed me to accomplish that.

HOWEVER
I made mistakes and I had days that me and the personality differences between me and Dad were full blown. There were times that we did not speak for days. I allowed myself to become part of that and not rise above it. Me and Dad were like oil and water my entire life and when he was thrown into a patient, so to speak, relationship with me just caused that oil and water to become magnified.

We had our days.

I knew better, I was stronger than that. The deceiver became the stronger and I struggle with that. Tired and worn out and vulnerable to his influence. There were some days that I just did not rise above it.

There were not many of those days but of course the enemy enhances those memories and not the multitude of days that we laughed.

This past year has gone by so very quickly,

I really do not know where the days have gone. I have accomplished nothing. I have not read much or worked in my shop much, I have not painted the inside of my house as I had planned. I have grieved and I wept bitter tears for my failure and for the loss of my Dad who was my best friend and my mom that always smiled and never spoke a harsh word. I have begged God to forgive me and begged HIM again and again to tell Mom and Dad that I am sorry.

The pain of regret, it is bitter and it is a hot poker that hurts our hearts each days as we allow it.

I am human,

I am a one dimensional creation serving a multifaceted multidimensional Creator that sees the beginning and the end where we only see the what lies just in front of our face.

HE is love personified in HIS son Christ 

who loves unconditionally and we love conditionally no matter how hard we try to do the opposite. We are flesh and flesh fails.

HE saw every day of those 8 years

long before I even knew that HE would ask me to do that. HE saw every mistake and ever argument and every tear long before we even had any idea that those years were upon us.

HE saw me, in my weakness

and my humanity and HE knew there were days that I would fail, HE knew that. BUT HE trusted me anyway. What a powerful thought, and it is that thought or should I say that reality that has began to bring healing to my heart. HE KNEW ......



BUT HE trusted me anyway.

Today, I am well on my way to healing and well on my way to picking out paint and beginning to create in my shop. I do not cry much and when I do it is just because I miss them so. The grief has become my teacher and in the midst of it all it has taught me that no matter how we fail and no matter the times that we miss the mark, HE believes in us and if we allow HIM ,

HE will bring forgiveness and healing.

Have you ever wondered how HE heals a heart? I have. It is not a heart of flesh that HE speaks to, or a heart of flesh that HE whispers sweet peace but a heart that only HE sees and only HE can touch.

We are unaware when in the midst of our storm that HE has already begun to heal, but as time passes we know, we feel HIM in the midst of the pain. HE begins to bring healing just as we have asked HIM to.

Today, my heart is healed
and I no longer feel the need to beg HIM for forgiveness, I no longer feel the need to beg HIM for assurance that they are home and safe and well. I no longer grieve for the past failures but I focus on the wonderful wonderful days that HE allowed me to become HIS servant and love those little people as they made their way to being at home with HIM.

Now the task before me, to forgive myself.
To allow myself to be human and understand that no matter how hard we try, we are going to fail as long as we reside in this flesh and blood body.

Today I honor the memory of my Mom and Dad.
I honor their lives with forgiving myself. I honor their lives by living mine. I honor them by forgiving those that caused harm and tears and hurt me during those hard years.

I honor them by being the best I can for my life and I honor them for knowing that I did my very best by them and in the end, they knew that.

I honor you Mom and Dad. You were wonderful kind and loving parents, and I miss you so..


Denise