Thursday, August 26, 2010


I will be offline until further notice. I'm not sure I will be able to check emails or post comments. I will not be blogging.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

day 10

Still at Caryl's. Will post more later.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Day 9 - Lafayette - Caryl

I dreamed dreams all night about gas stations and Johnny and every time I woke up I knew I needed to leave right away. When I woke up in the morning, my first thought was about my friend Caryl.

Last year, When I first started this trip, I was staying at my aunt's house while my aunt was away and my cousin is a meth addict and a very mean meth demon is at work in her. It was my first real confrontation with the spiritual battle. I felt very alone and inadequate. I prayed to the Lord that I could find a strong Christian who I could talk to about things. That day I was reading the paper and there was an ad for "Overcomers Outreach." Since the concept of being an Overcomer was such an ingrained part of this trip I called the number on the ad. That was how I met my friend Caryl.

So I called Caryl this morning and she was free for lunch and we agreed to meet. I said my good-byes to my mom and went out on the road once again.

Caryl and I spent time catching up on things and so much of the things we talked about were confirmations of things we were hearing about online. Like I told her that I had seen a blimp at the park the same day I heard about the Hindenburg Omen She told me that she just learned that it is approximately 40 days AFTER the Hindenburg Omen that there would be a huge stock market crash. There has been 3 Hindenburg Omens so far in August the last one being August 20, 2010. That would put the stock market crash some time end of September, beginning of October. How's that for an October surprise!

We had lunch at the American Cafe:
As we talked about how America's days are numbered and that we are literally at the edge of very very dark days.

I am staying at her house tonight. A safe house. It will be a nice evening of fellowship. Please pray for me to have clear instructions on where to go next.

Thank you Dear Heavenly Father for how you always meet our needs, even in the little things. In Jesus name. Amen.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Day 8 - At the folk's - Mom and Dad

My parents were very happy to come home and find me here. My dad said, "Maybe the Lord has brought you here to stay." He was not very happy to hear about my travels this week. He reads this blog. They ordered pizza last night and we sat around the dinner table. My mom was telling me about the family reunion.

"Your uncle Russ is VERY worried about you." she said.

"Oh yeah?" I answered.

"Yes! They travel by RV all the time and you heard about that old couple didn't you?" she said again.

"What old couple?" I asked.

"The old couple that was MURDERED in the RV park? It is very dangerous out there on the road."

I sighed.

There is a group of people out there, including my parents that think I have some kind of choice in what I am doing and where I am going these days. When my one sister found out that I was going back on the road she was mad. "Where are you going?" she growled. "I don't know" I answered. She said, "What do you mean you don't know!"

Do you think I LIKE to drive around in over 100 degree weather in my un-air conditioned van watching my gas gauge go down, having no money and not knowing where I will be sleeping at night. Hello?! I dont even like to camp! Trying to explain to people who HATE GOD why I will leave the safe cushy places of this world and go to the scary hot places because that is where the Lord has directed me to go. The Lord is teaching me how to listen to His voice, how to tell between the spirit and the soul.

Do you want to know what is scarier than being in the lion's den with no money and as far away from safety as you can be and still be in the state of Oregon?

Being outside of the will of my Heavenly Father.

He chose for me to be in Brothers and Ontario with no gas. I went there in utter vulnerability and trust that He would protect me because I was obeying Him. And I'd do it again. The only choice I have in the matter is - I could choose to disobey. I could stay here in my parents air-conditioned house with perfect internet access. I could get my job back at Worst Western or even better, just stay here and quilt to my hearts desire. Or I could look for a better job, I have 15 years of accounting experience and quite the nice resume. I could get an apartment, hook back up with my ex-boyfriend (he's a Christian too) watch some tv, go to church on Sunday - and stop annoying everyone with my constant exploits.


I'd rather be all alone in the badlands wilderness and be in the Will of my Heavenly Father more than all the air-conditioned comforts and riches of this world. If my obeying Yahweh's directions to get in my van and drive bothers you, don't read this blog. Because I can bet that very very soon, He will tell me where to go next and I will be on to the next grand adventure to go where He tells me to go and to stay where he tells me to stay.

Dear Heavenly Father - yeah thou I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. I love you and I will go where you want and stay where you want and obey in everything and if I die, I die. I love you so much and I NEVER NEVER want to be outside of YOUR WILL. In Jesus name. AMEN.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Day 4 - Tearing down the house - Randy

So the Lord has basically told me to follow Johnny around. We talked till 12:30am last night about the Word and stuff. This morning was quiet. Not much going on, not any direction on what to do. I took a nap until the van got too hot. So around 12:30pm, I ran into Johnny again because he had some errands to run. I'm pretty much limited to the park and the library since my gas gauge has yet to be above E, so It's not that hard to locate me.

Johnny said that he talked to another local pastor who told him about some work. Johnny asked me to drop him off, if I had enough gas. I drove him up to the place, and Johnny said, "get out with me and we'll talk to the guy." So I got out with him.

The man's name was Randy. He and his wife Linda bought a fixer-upper house and needed some help for the day. Johnny introduced me and I told my story about being stranded with $42 in Canadian money and Randy pulled out his wallet and said, "well then here is a $10 advance." So we were employed.

And work we did. We ripped up flooring and edging and paneling. We worked very hard (I would just like to interject a side note here. Today is Thursday. My hand is able to work today after it's 4 days of sabbath rest.) We did a pretty good job. But that flooring is bonded to the hardword floor underneath at the molecular level. So it took alot of work for very little to show for it. But Randy asked us to come back tomorrow to start at 9am.

So then Johnny gave me the $10. I put $8 in the tank and bought two bags of ice. The pastor of the little church let me take a shower at their house and will let me park the van there too. So once again the Lord has come through with the vital necessities. And when I put the $8 worth of gas in the tank, it came up to a hair above Empty. Thank you Lord.

Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for a great friend in Johnny, for an amazing adventure and for showing me so wonderfully that you are trustworthy and miraculous and AWESOME!~ Love you so much in Jesus name! AMEN.

P.S. Thank you so much for all the wonderful emails! I promise I will answer everyone but it may be tomorrow or the next day because I don't know when I can get online again.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Day 3 - Ontario - Part 2 - Johnny

Ok. So I am at the library again, cooling off. It is very very hot outside and there is hardly any shade in the town. Definately a edge of the desert, badlands sort of town to say the least.

So I counted my change a couple of times but never could get an exact amount. Too many pennies and too hot in the van. But I knew that I had over $5. So I went to the little gas station (I am very stratigically located, near the park, library, gas stations, pool and catholic church used clothes store, more on that later.)

I got $4 gas and a bag of ice for 99 cents. So the Lord has provided me with a hot shower, gas and ice all before 3pm, when at 10am it seemed all but impossible. Thank you so much Heavenly Father. My gas tank is still below E after putting the four dollars in. That shows me that now I dont have to try to walk everywhere in this stifling heat, but I'm also not leaving at this point. The Lord has more for me in this town. Maybe I will find out at church tonight.

O don't get your panties all in a twist! I'm just going to check it out and see what the Lord wants me to see. I'm not signing their membership card or anything!

So I was concerned about the dress. I went over to the little used clothing store that the Catholic church was putting on. Guess what? They were having a 25 cents sale. All clothes 25 cents. I had 57 cents left over after my gas and my ice. So I bought a nice blue shirt to go with my only long blue skirt and I found a nice light purple handkerchief out of my fabric stash to wear as a headcovering. I figure my everyday grunge cap won't due for church.

so Johnny just came into the library to find me and invite me again to come to his church tonight. Now it is established. I told him that I was planning on coming and that I would wear a dress. He said I didnt have to because I was a guest. I said I didnt mind wearing appropriate clothes for church. So now I feel like I already have two friends in this town. The Lord is so very amazing.

Thank you Lord for taking care of all of my needs, for introducing me to nice friends. Thank you also for Cassie who is on this journey with me as she prays for me. In the name of your son Jesus Christ. AMEN!

Day 3 - Ontario - Hejinio

So I was able to park behind the library and use their internet even though they were closed last night. I slept back there too. Thank God for my little battery operated fan. It is ridiculously hot out right now.

so all the money in the whole world that I have was $42 in Canadian dollars and one real silver half-dollar.

I wrote a list this morning of the things I needed. Gas. Ice. Hot Shower. Emphasis on the hot shower. p u. I drove up to the Bank of America and went in with my $42. Of course they don't exchange money at this bank and they called around but no-one exchanges money, AND there are no pawn shops either so selling the silver half-dollar was out.

So I went outside and stood by my van and cried. Both of the gas tanks are below E. I said, Ok Lord. I am truly at your mercy now. I will go back to the park and sit at a table until you tell me what to do. So I went back to the park and sat at a picnic table in the shade. There was a man sitting at the table a ways in front of me with his back to me. The Lord said, go talk to that man. I said, aww Lord, I thought you were going to open doors for me. Shouldn't he have to come to me? The Lord reminded me that he told Philip to join himself unto the Ethiopian that was reading Isaiah. The Lord said, go join yourself to him. I said, Ok. (There may have been some sarcasm involved.)

So I went and sat down next to him and introduced myself. He said his name was Hejinio, pronounce (E HIN E O). I asked him what his name meant and he said he didn't know, but it was his grandfather's name and he also named his son that. I tried googling it, but it didn't come up with anything. Strange, I thought google had the answer for everything. We got to talking and Hejinio said that he was on disability for his back and offered to buy me lunch at the burger joint near the park. I accepted. We went to the restaurant but he didn't have anything to eat, said he had just eaten a big ol donut, and told me to order whatever I wanted. So I ordered a burger and a diet coke. After eating snack foods and peanut butter on crackers for the last two days, this burger was heaven.

After that we walked back to the park. I stopped to use the restroom, and was thanking the Lord for the burger and seeking what I should do next. I thought to myself that maybe I would ask this guy if I could take a shower at his house. But I thought, no.

I walked back out to sit across from Hejinio and he said, "I live near here. Do you want to come over and take a shower or something? I have clean towels." I know it sounds bad, but I was very peaceful and knew it was from the Lord.

So we walked about 15 minutes to his house and I was able to take a very refreshing shower. And brushed my teeth. Then Hejinio gave me a huge handfull of change. I will put this money in the gas tank and buy ice. (Thank you Lord!)He apologized that he couldn't give me more. I thanked him and told him that he was very kind and generous to me already. I asked if I could pray for him. He said yes. So I thanked the Lord for introducing me to him and that the Lord would heal his back and cast out any spirits of infirmity that maybe attacking him in the name of Jesus Christ. Hejinio thanked me and we walked back to the park.

Hejinio's friend Johnny was waiting for us back at the park. He said he knew the Lord as well and offered to help me get a gas voucher. I followed Johnny for a while but the place he first took me didn't do gas vouchers but that city hall did. Johnny said are you going to go to City Hall? I said, I don't know that I will. I can go get on the government tit, but I'm not sure that is the will of the Lord. Johnny said, probably not.

I asked Johnny about the church he goes to. It is called Bible Missionary church and they are very strict about stuff. Especially clothes, the woman can't wear shorts but have to wear long dresses. So he sortof gave me hasty directions and then rode off on his bike. I was walking to the library by this time, because I'm trying only to drive for emergencies until I can get more gas. A few minutes later, Johnny rode back. "Church starts at 7:30pm tonight. He told me to come and tell you." I just smiled.

Where am I going to get a dress?

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Day 2 - Oregon Badlands Wilderness - Scott

So I drove down to Madras last night and slept in the van parked next to a couple of junk cars that hadn't moved in a while. My van fit right in.

The next morning I drove down to Bend making really good time and feeling pretty peaceful and cheerful. I stopped and put $15 in the tank and bought a couple bags of ice for the cooler. I even cleaned the windshield. I stopped at a Sharis to get online and have some coffee, but their internet wouldn't let me online, it was a shame to pay $2.19 plus tip for just their coffee!

So I got off Hwy 97 and turned onto Hwy 20 towards Brothers. I drove for a while and watched the gas gauge go down and down. I only had a couple dollars left and my other tank was near empty. Basically that meant, that I did not have enough money to get "home". Then I reminded myself that my van was my home now. I'm not really having this conversation with myself, but just sortof talking to the Lord and giving Him my blow by blow spiritual warfare of my mind.

Then I saw this sign:
Joseph Herrins recent blog mentioned the Badlands of the Dakotas! Irony is not lost on this girl!

So my fear says, "The Lord will leave you here in the wilderness." and my faith says, "The Lord wants me to trust Him. You don't leave someone out in the desert if you want them to trust you." My fear says, "you are going to run out of gas" and my faith says, "I can't hear you!"

So to prove it I started making up praise songs and singing them at the top of my lungs as I drove this deserted desert road. I said, "I will not fear because I am obeying. The Lord will handle this." I may have cried a little because I am a girl and I was driving to I don't know where and I was really really trusting the Lord. But I was singing praises while I cried.

So then I get to Brothers:

see that house in the background? That was basically it except for the rest area behind me. Then I see this:I said, Ha ha Lord, very funny.

Now one thing that has been a standard is, that if I see a hitchhiker (or potential passenger) twice, then that person is safe to pick up. The Lord had been giving me a feeling that I would be picking up someone in Brothers. So I went to the bathroom and as I came out this guy on a bike with a little bike trailer that I had seen earlier pulled in. So I thought hmmmm...

I went to sit in the shade. I said, "You said you would open the doors Lord, that means he has to talk to me first." So long story short, he sat down near me and started talking. He was a Canadian named Scott who was biking back home to Alberta and had to be to work on Monday but that he had gotten sick and was behind schedule. I told him I had no money for gas and we agreed that I would take him to Ontario (because there is an Ontario Canada as well) and he would give me the $18 he had for gas.

It was a very enjoyable ride. We had the same ideas about politics and how evil the governments of our collective countries are, but he got that pinched nose look every time I brought up the Word or the Lord, so there was not alot of open doors there.

After we had driven for a while and we had used up a good portion of the $18 in gas he had given me, we stopped at another rest area. My van overheated so we spent more time at this rest area then we would have. Scott said that this was the rest area he would have stayed at if he was riding. He said that he would have filled up all his water bottles there too (4 of them.) I said, "there is no running water here." He said "Really? The map says this is a full service rest area, eh?" At that moment the Lord showed me that Scott would have died out there in that heat. He would have run out of water. Yes maybe he would have gotten a ride with someone else. I told him I thought it was a miracle of the Lord that we chanced upon each other what with the extreme heat and no water like that.

Pinched nose look.

Whatever. It reminded me of the fact that Jesus healed 10 lepers but only one turned around to thank Him. I believe that Scotts life was saved today by the Lord. I apparantly had more money and I used the seven dollars in change, the three dollars in my wallet and the $2.82 I had on my pre-paid visa - but it only gave me $1.82 in gas because my pre-paid visa costs $1.00 every time I use it!Now I really don't have any money.

Basically drifting on fumes (and I was literally praying that the Lord would send angels to blow on my radiator so that I did not overheat in the desert) we made it into Ontario. We stopped at a couple banks because Scott wanted to exchange some Canadian money to give me for gas, but those little town banks can't be bothered. So he gave me $40 in Canadian money, and we parted ways. God bless you Scott, I hope the Lord continues to protect you and that you come to apreciate it someday and get saved my friend.

Ok, my internet access is getting irratic so I'd better post this. Hopefully I will have more tomorrow!

Thank you Lord, for being so awesome and meeting all my needs and sending me on this grand adventure! in the name of your son, Jesus Christ! Amen

Monday, August 16, 2010

Starting out Day 1 - another new beginning - Nathan

I had an interesting day. I got to Damascus around 11am this morning (it's really not that far from my parents house) I parked my van in the shade and walked around a while and sat for a long time at a picnic table at the park. I was basically waiting. Nothing really happened so I went to walk back to my van and I saw something on the ground and it was this little necklace that says Nathan.
So I thought about Nathan the prophet and decided to drive to the next town over to use their library (Damascus has no library) and look up on my computer the word Nathan.

First I looked up Nathan at blue letter I did not know that the Word says that Nathan wrote a book of the bible that is now lost. I tried to see if there were copies online but no. (unlike Enoch and Jasher). Then I just googled nathan and came up with Nathan's Hot dog restuarant. But when I put in oregon this was the map image that came up:

If you look at the map you can see Mt Hood National Forest. That is where I am right now. So I believe that I should head to the green arrow (down towards Burns)

I do not believe in coincidences and I do believe that I am suppose to learn how to hear from the Lord this way. I don't feel like I have to hurry down there either. I emailed my friend Cassie from Joan the Baptist blog to have her confirm.

So I was hungry and I left the library in Sandy, OR and went out to my van to get something to eat. The van was super hot and oveny so I moved it to a shady spot nearby. I studied the map. I thought I could follow the Madras signs and then head to Bend and catch Hwy 20 towards Burns. Then I saw the town of Brothers that was approx. where the green arrrow was located. So I am considering if Brothers is my destination and I am seeking the Lord saying, "Lord, I only want to do your will and I just want to make sure that this is where you want me to go." I looked out the window and this is what I saw:

Joseph Herrinn is always talking about how we are all called to be pioneers. So here it says Pioneer - green light - One way! So I headed out Hwy 26. I drove for a while and then saw another library sign so I stopped to check my email and I had an email confirmation from Cassie. She had this link about Nathan the Prophet:
The first thing the article says is the meaning of the name Nathan is "God has given"


So I believe that I am supposed to head down to Brothers. Will hopefully post again soon!

Behold the black horse:

So I will set out on the road today. To go where the Lord sends me and to stay where He wants me to stay. My first destination is the City of Damascus – “A place of new beginning.” Also the date is symbolic 8/16 or 888 symbolizes both Jesus Christ and a complete new beginning.

While I was packing up the van yesterday, I took out the recycling and I saw this picture on top of the pile. I pulled it out and took a picture of it with my camera.

The black horse – the symbol of famine and poverty. I thought about my upcoming trip and famine and poverty, and I laughed. I am not afraid of famine and poverty anymore. If I have no food, I will fast unto the Lord and if I have no money then I will be still and know the Lord will take care of me. (Ironically AS I WAS TYPING THIS, my sister and her fiancĂ© came in and gave me $40 towards my gas bill!!! – See Yahweh is so good to me! Thank you Lord! ) Famine and poverty have no power over me, because the Lord will protect me every step of the way as I attempt to obey Him in all my will and heart and mind and strength.

I do not know what my internet access situation will be. I will try to post when I can.

Dear wonderful Heavenly Father, Thank you so much for always taking care of all my needs and a lot of my wants as well. In the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Rest for the land...hand...

I have been sewing non-stop for the last month. Originally it was because I wanted to work on the vacation quilt. Then I gave the unfinished quilt to my parents (very sentimental) for their anniversary so I was working on it to finish it for them. Then when I knew I would be leaving I sewed every waking moment, hoping to have the binding on before I left, or at least by the 20th when I have to swing back by to pick up my check.

My hand started hurting. I would sew and then it would hurt so bad I would have to stop for a few minutes. On friday, my hand was killing me as I drove with my sister to the coast (yes, I brought my sewing in the car to work on as a passenger.)

My sister says, "Maybe it is Krohn's disease or Grave's?"

I said, "Is that thyroid related?"

She said, "yes"

I said, "well, hmmm. I rebuke Grave's disease and Krohn's disease in the name of Jesus Christ and I rebuke and cast out any spirits of infirmity in the name of Jesus christ."

She said, "...okay then"

More than once I have had people tell me that it must be carpal tunnel or arthritis.

Yesterday I woke up and my hand hurt so intently that I almost could not believe it. But I worked through the pain, the binding is sewed on (I had my sister sew it on with the sewing machine in order to save myself 9 hours of work) and all I have to do is tack it down and secure it in place and it will be finished. I also basted the second quilt (which was originally the first).

This morning I woke up and my entire arm hurt. It was the most intense pain all the way up to my shoulder. So I sought the Lord and He said. Do not sew today. You have not rested your arm for a month. You owe it four days off. ! The Lord reminded me that one of the reasons the children of Isreal went into captivity for seventy years, was because they had not let the land rest every seventh year and they owed the land seventy years worth of rest. (sorry I can't find the verse where it says that) The land is a parable for our bodies as well. We are the earth. I know making these quilts is the Lord's will for me right now, but I need to be aware that I am to give my arm a day off once a week. I need to have that day of Sabbath rest, and to remember that while I am on the road. That means, no sewing till Thursday.

Thank you Lord for being so very amazing and teaching me these truths. I love you so much! I look forward to the road tomorrow, to go where you want me to go and to stay where you want me to stay. You are so awesome! In Jesus name. Amen

Friday, August 13, 2010

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Five more days...

I am working hard to finish the vacation quilt that I gave my parents for their anniversary before I leave on Monday. I have two more rows left to quilt before I can sew the binding on. If I dont have it finished before I leave I will work on it between the 16th and the 20th and when I pick up my check I can give it to them then (Lord willing)

As I was walking the little children's song of Joy Joy Joy came into my head so I sang it to my niece when I got home,

I've got the Joy Joy Joy Joy, down in my heart
down in my heart (where?!) down in my heart!
I've got the Joy Joy Joy Joy, down in my heart
(where?!) down in my heart today!

I am so excited about getting back on the road for the Father again!

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

More on Damascus...

So I was looking a little more into the town of Damascus. Here is what the local historical internet page had to say about it:

"The year was 1866, and a group of locals had gathered at the crossroads store to find a suitable name for their school and post office. The battles of the civil war were still within memory and as Ed Pedigo came riding in on his horse, he was struck by the phrase “The Place of a New Beginning”.

Pedigo’s thoughts had reminded him of Saul of Tarsus who had set out on a journey from Jerusalem. As Saul approached the walls of Damascus in Syria, he was transformed after meeting the Savior. Pedigo the Potter suggested they name their town after Damascus." from Portland History


Monday, August 9, 2010

Damascus it is...

This is the bed in my van. It is really soft since I put all the batting I had under the blankets. A perfect way to store them until I need them for quilts.

So I have been praying and seeking the Lord concerning my upcoming journey. I know why I missed the call in April and I want to make sure that I don't miss anything again.

Yesterday I was reading Isaiah. Every time I thought about "where" the Lord will be sending me, I said to myself, it doesnt matter where, just that I go, that I obey. So as I was reading, Isaiah 7:8 jumped out at me. Damascus is mentioned twice. As we know, if it is stated twice it is established. I might not have thought much about it except that there is a town called Damascus about 40 minutes drive from here.

Today, I picked up Isaiah again and the first verse I read was Isaiah 17:1. Damascus again was stated twice. To me, that is doubly established.

I am unpeaceful about staying here at my parents for any longer than I need to. I gave my word to my boss that I will work until the 15th. Originally I was going to stay here until the 20th to get my check and pay my sister the $55 towards the bridesmaid dress. But the more I think about it, the more I believe I should leave on the morning of the 16th. Damascus is not so far away that I can't swing back by my work after the 20th sometime and pick up the check and then mail my sister the money. I feel like I'm already 4 months late leaving, I should not waste any more time here and give the adversary some sort of hold on me again.

that means, I'll be leaving a week from now.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Saturday, August 7, 2010


As I am cleaning things up and getting ready for leaving, I was reading my other journal that was full, because I was only going to keep important journal entries and throw the rest of the journal away. Here was the post for April 25, 2010:

"Micah 2:10 - Arise ye, and depart; for this is not your rest: because it is polluted, it shall destroy you, even with a sore destruction.

Micah 4:10 - Be in pain, and labour to bring forth, O daughter of Zion, like a woman in travail: for now shalt thou go forth out of the city, and thou shalt dwell in the field, and thou shalt go even to Babylon; there shalt thou be delievered, there the Lord shall redeem thee from the hand of thine enemies.

I think that is God's way of saying I am going on the road."

So I had clear instructions to leave, and I recognized it as clear instructions, but because I waited to hear WHERE I was going, I missed that opportunity. That was 3 days before I got the nightmare job. The Lord is so merciful to me to show me where I missed the boat. I do not want to miss it again.

I have some loose ends to take care of here, then I can pick up my last check on the 20th, and after that, I will head out. The Lord showed me a picture of the priests of Israel as they were carrying the ark of the covenant over the Jordan river. They stepped into the river and the water was around their ankles before the river parted. My job is to obey the admonition to leave. The Lord said to me, "I will open the doors for you." (not only meaning that He will open the doors, but also meaning that I need to stop trying to open the doors myself - master manipulator that I can be sometimes" I dont need to know where I am going, the journey and the destination are all up to the Lord, He will protect me and keep me and lead me where I need to go.

Thank you so much Lord for your wonderful mercy and love in my life! In Jesus name. Amen.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Two weeks notice...

The Lord has told me to give my two weeks notice to both my job and my parents. Time to go back on the road for the Lord! YAY!!!!! What a relief!

Thank you Lord for loving me! For letting me be your daughter! Thank you so much in the name of Jesus Christ! Amen!

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Sew what...

Thank God for tiny pieces of fabric.

I have been under extreme attack, but I had a friend pray for me and things were peaceful after that. The Lord is trying me in the fire, but the devil wants to remind me of my sins. The battle that rages between the spirit and the flesh continues. It all becomes very overwhelming sometimes. The Lord has given me a merciful day off and inspired me to make this little pillow for my friend who is having a birthday soon.

It is good to remember that the Lord's strength is made perfect in weakness, because I am weak, and my strength accomplishes nothing.

Thank you Lord for never leaving or forsaking me. In the name of your son, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Recent teaching from David Eells

There was a great teaching from Unleavened Bread Ministries on Sunday - about understanding that the Lord is the one that delivers us from our sin, we don't deliver ourselves. Have a listen:

I'm having a hard time going to work these days. It is like a great weight around my neck and it takes all my energy to go and smile and work. I need to get out of there. Pray for me to get a new job.

Dear Lord, please help me get a new job, if it is your will. In the name of Jesus Christ. Amen

Monday, August 2, 2010

The Nightmares of Children - Part 2

I had a dream the other night. Towards the end of the dream, I was walking past an open door, and something caught my eye. I turned to look through the door and saw an evil taking place. It was an old sin of mine, a lust of the eye kind of sin. I stood and watched it and a voice behind me said, "Why did you watch?" Then I woke up.

I have been thinking of it ever since. Why did I watch? Why did I watch?

More importantly, why is that door still open? Sure, you could say, "it's just a dream." Is it? It is an open door to sin in my mind. I stood and watched. I didnt close my eyes. I didnt shut the door. I didn't run away. I didnt fight AT ALL. I could have called out to the Lord to save me, but I did not do any of those things. I watched because I secretly wanted to engage in that sin. O how I hate the flesh!

I dont want to have secret desires to sin. I absolutely hate the fact that I desire this evil thing - I have always hated this evil desire - like pulling off a scab is sortof fascinating and you should not do it because it leaves a scar - in a million times worse sort of way.
And the Lord shall deliver me from every evil work, and will preserve [me] unto his heavenly kingdom: to whom [be] glory for ever and ever. Amen. 2Ti 4:18

The Lord knoweth how to deliver the godly out of temptations,... 2Pe 2:9
Thank God, that Jesus Christ can shut doors that no man can open.

Dear Heavenly Father. Help me. Please help me. Please shut the doors of sin in my mind and deliver me from all evil temptations. In the name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Trust not condemnation

An older teaching from David Eells on "Trust, not condemnation" is what I'm listening to today. I am tired and going on day six at work without knowing when my next day off is. So I worked on something simple. I would have liked to do more quilting but I dont really have time before work. So I did a little signature square for the quilt.

Dear Lord, help me get through the night at work. Give me strength Lord, to continue and to do your will. In Jesus name. Amen.