An Unusual Blessing

When I was walking to see the Air Show on Saturday, the Lord surprised me with a word about His blessings in the midst of an unusual blessing. Below is the video I recorded.

But first, I will give you a quick update about this website. On Monday I wrote about some of the obstacles I was facing. Later that day, the Lord started giving me some breakthroughs. The following day I was able to work on the site through Skype with my dear friend, Cindy. She not only made a menu for me, but also helped me set up a few more pages and a subscribe icon.

Apparently, when people signed up to follow my site in the past, it did not connect to email. The glitch has now been fixed. If you signed up to follow my post in the past, you will need to subscribe to it again. Sorry for any inconvienence.

I pray this video will speak to your heart.

May you be abundantly blessed!

Jeannie

A Memory

Some people have a gift of capturing beauty in photographs. Others capture beauty through their words. My friend Shelly is gifted in both. In today’s post, Shelly paints a beautiful memory with her words.

A memory:

On our way home from Dallas today, we stopped at a Wendy’s. After we sat down, a middle-aged man entered with a tiny, elderly woman. He gently guided her to the line and showed her the menu board. He carried her small purse, handles frayed, to a table and went back to retrieve her and their trays.

He helped her unwrap her food and made several trips to gather the extras for their meal.

Her back was to me, but his merry eyes lit up each time she said something. I crossed near them to dispose of my trash and I saw him reach across the table and pat her cheek gently. “Mom, you’re such a beauty. I hope you know that, ” he told her.

She smiled and dabbed her mouth as she nodded her head slightly. He steadied her shaky hand when she pulled the fork upward for another bite.

I had to stop. “You two…it’s wonderful.”

He grinned. “Well, she’s still my best girl, aren’t you, Mom? Even though you’re 94, we still enjoy our dates, don’t we?”

She nodded and her eyes crinkled softly as she patted his hand.

I don’t know what their story was before, or where the road led them after, but in that moment, they were perfection. Pure, righteous, holy.

contributed by Shelly Smith Morales

 

Silent Words

Yesterday was the third time I made some short videos to transfer to youtube.  As with the other times, I couldn’t get them to upload. But this time, the camera on my tablet quit working, my phone started acting up, and I got locked out of my email account for unusual usage from opening a few devices simultaneously.

Late last night, as I was searching for answers to fix my mess, the Lord told me to shut everything down and go to bed. So I gave it all to Him. “Lord, you can do all things,” I reminded Him. “If you want this stuff to work, then you will have to fix it!”

The first thing this morning I checked my e-mail. I was still locked out. I wanted to know if all the interference was opposition, redirection, or just a matter of timing, so I went out to the garage where I could be alone.

After I worshiped, prayed, took authority over the plans of the enemy, made agreement with God’s promises in the Word and with His personal promises to me, I still didn’t have any answers. So I called a friend to pray with me about my situation.

While we were praying, God changed the course of our prayers and gave both of us insight about some specific situations in each other’s lives. A simple prayer need, opened the door to a beautiful time of iron sharpens iron fellowship and revelation.

After our call, I checked my email again. It was working!

The way everything came togther this morning, reminded me that obstacles can quickly turn into opportunities. It also reminded me of how God sometimes directs us through His silence. Not hearing an answer from the Lord, led me to the place where He gave insight and answers, not just for me, but for two of His daughters.

A while back, I prayed with a friend who was seeking God’s guidance as to whether she should marry her boyfriend. Although she prayed, fasted, and sought wise counsel, Heaven stayed silent concerning her relationship. When the Lord finally did answer her, it became apparent that she hadn’t heard anything before because it hadn’t been time.

When God doesn’t answer our questions, it’s easy to think that He is withholding from us, but the truth is, that instead of withholding, He is holding our answers until the timing and circumstances come together for us and others to receive His greatest blessings.

So next time when the only answer you hear from the Lord is no answer. Don’t get discouarged. He just might be speaking through silence to lead you to an unexpected blessing.

May the Lord abundantly bless you!

Jeannie

 

 

Stories of Gold

One of the ways God speaks to us is by reminding us of a particular story or situation in the Bible.

A few days ago, I received a phone call from a man and his wife who were asking for prayer. This couple was obeying the Lord in a difficult situation, and they were hitting a lot of opposition from their family members. As the man shared about the concerning turn of events, Jehoshaphat came to my mind.

In II Chronicles 20:15-29 we read about an unusual battle. When a vast army came to fight the people of Judah, King Jehoshaphat called all the people to fast and seek the Lord. In answer, God spoke through a prophet. “He said: “Listen, King Jehoshaphat and all who live in Judah and Jerusalem! This is what the Lord says to you: ‘Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God’s” 20:15 (NIV.) The prophet then gives specific instructions as to when and where they will find their enemy.

This is where it gets interesting. In verse 17, God promised that they would not have to fight: “You will not have to fight this battle. Take up your positions; stand firm and see the deliverance the Lord will give you, Judah and Jerusalem. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Go out to face them tomorrow, and the Lord will be with you.”

Obviously Jehoshaphat believed the Lord, because instead of sending his strongest warriors into battle first, he sent (get this) the worshipers. They led the army singing, “Give thanks to the Lord, for his love endures forever.”

As they sang, God turned the attacking armies against each other. By the time Jehoshaphat and his praising army arrived, all of their enemies were dead.

After sharing the story about Jehoshaphat’s unusual battle plans, I encouraged this precious couple to give their battle to God and just thank Him and worship Him. Last night, I received a phone call from one of the people who had opposed them. This person said that he realized that God was directing the couple. Within two days, God had removed their opposition and they are proceeding with the plan God has given them.

Through the years, I have learned to pay attention to the Bible stories that come to my mind, especially when I am seeking the Lord about a particular situation. Often, those stories of old have been like pure gold to me, as the Lord has spoken volumes through them.

May the Lord abundantly bless you!

Jeannie

 

 

 

Walking

Laura and I worked together. I liked her from the moment I met her. She was dedicated, determined, and cared deeply for the residents living in the facility where we were employed. She was also punctual, which says a lot because she didn’t have a car.

During one of our brief opportunities to chat, I invited Laura to a Bible study I was teaching in my home. Since she worked many double shifts, she didn’t think she would be able to come. But God made a way for her to attend.

During discussion time, Laura let loose. I don’t remember what the topic was, but once she started “sharing” our night took a turn. (Some leaders might have seen it as a turn for the worse, but God knew it was a turn for the best.)

As Laura exploded in expletives, my sweet friends just listened with their hearts. Interlaced in a sea of (f) words was a story of abuse, loss, and pain. No one chastised Laura for being inappropriate, they just loved her, listened, asked questions, and prayed.

After the other women went home, Laura sat down at the table while I cleaned up. I could tell she was thinking. After a bit, she said, “I know you care about me.”

“Yes, Laura, we all love you,” I responded.

“Nobody judged me,” she stated, as she looked me straight in the eye. “Nobody said anything about my cussing.”

That night, Laura and I visited for a while. We talked about God’s unconditional love. We talked about healing, forgiveness, and freedom. We talked about a lot of things. Then I drove her home.

After that night, Laura began to regularly attend our weekly meetings. Since she worked most Sundays, she rarely attended church, but it was obvious that she loved Jesus. In the midst of her daily challenges, Laura would silently pray for people, trust God (even in the hard times), and continually give God credit for anything good in her life.

Laura’s death was a shock to everyone. The last day of Laura’s life seemed like every other day. She had set out walking to work, but this time instead of arriving at the retirement apartments, she entered Heaven’s glory. While she was on her way to work, she suffered a severe asthma attack, passed out, and hit her head. She died instantly from brain trauma. Sweet Laura with a heart of gold is now walking on streets of gold.

Whenever I think about Laura, I think about God’s grace and the brevity and uncertainty of life. We never know while on our way to our daily destinations when we will be rerouted to our final destination.

The night Laura opened up her heart and shared her pain, all of us present had a deeper glimpse into God’s heart and His unconditional love for all mankind—reminding us that there is nothing that we could ever do or say to earn or negate His love for us.

Father God is not shocked, nor repulsed by “colorful” language—or “colorful” stories. He is always there with a listening ear and an open heart—just loving us.

Jesus was always walking beside Laura, but Laura didn’t recognize Him until seven years ago when she took hold of His hand and accepted Him as her Savior. The day Laura took her last walk on this earth she went from seeing Him in part, and just holding His hand, to seeing Him face to face in all His glory!

May you be abundantly blessed!

Jeannie

Corinthians 13:12 “Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely” (NLT).

 

Listen to Your Gut

Have you ever been in a situation that looks and sounds So Right, but the tight feeling in the pit of your stomach is telling you something might be wrong?

I used to ignore that something is not right feeling in my gut, until I realized that every time I ignored it, I was left cleaning up the consequences of bad decisions. Now I have learned that the knot in my gut is God telling me not to move forward, at least not at this time.

Whether the knot in your gut is telling you not to move forward in a relationship, not to sign a contract, or not to continue with your plans, that knot is usually an indication that you should stop and pray for wisdom and protection, or even change your course in direction.

The other day when I was thinking about trusting gut warnings, the belt of truth popped into my mind. When our hearts and souls are engaged in relationships or opportunities, it’s easy for us to get deceived or sidetracked. All lights can be flashing green so brightly that we don’t even pay attention to the stop or yield signs that are directly in our paths. The discomfort in our spiritual gut should alert us to examine our situations and ask God to reveal truth regarding His will and His timing.

Please don’t confuse the gut feeling that I am describing as being when your stomach feels as though it is tied in knots because of fear or anxiety. That is a completely different scenario. The knot I am referring to is not tied to emotions. It’s not butterflies. It’s not fear. It’s usually not even anything you can pin point. There seems to be no logical reason for it, and often we might not even be able to explain why we are feeling it.

So next time you feel that tug in your gut telling you that something is just not right. Listen to it! It very well could be God’s way of getting your attention, so He can protect you from a decision you would have regretted.

May the Lord abundantly bless you!

Jeannie

God Speaks

When I am sharing testimonies, I often get asked the question, “How do you hear God?”

I believe that the Lord wants to speak to everyone. After all, relationships require communication. The problem is that most of us either don’t believe that the Lord wants to communicate with us, or we just don’t recognize when He speaks. I used to be in both of those categories.

During the next few weeks I will be sharing some of the different ways God has spoken to me, but today I will just share a quick overview from the introduction of my book, “Aha! More Out of the Box Revelations.”

Hearing God’s Voice

In my last book I mentioned that I first had knowingly heard God’s voice when I had a divine encounter in a hospital room. But, later on, I realized that I had been hearing Him speak to my heart from childhood. The main reason I didn’t know it was Him was because I was raised in a church that believed that God quit speaking to man after the last disciple died. Thankfully, I now know that He not only speaks, but He does it through a variety of ways.

Sometimes God speaks to me through a gut feeling that lets me know that something is not quite right. At other times it’s just in knowing I need to do a certain thing or go to a certain place. Sometimes His voice is in actual words I hear in my mind, giving me encouragement, confirmation, or instruction. On a few occasions, it sounded like a letter that was being read in my head. Often, it’s through a picture or vision with understanding or through a dream with an interpretation. On many occasions, His words that have brought me hope or clarity in direction have been spoken to me through a friend or even a stranger.

No matter how He chooses to speak, God speaks words of love, life, truth, hope, encouragement, instruction, and direction. In each case it is always in total agreement with the Bible.

Instead of rushing or pushing us, His voice brings peace and quiets us, reminding us to always trust instead of worrying. Instead of inciting fear, He will firmly direct us and calm us with words of His perfect love. His words will encourage us and validate our true identity. They will restore our wounded souls by bringing clarity in the midst of confusion and comfort in the midst of heartache, distress, or chaos.

Although He will warn and convict us, God does not condemn us because He is always for us and not against us. He has a huge heart for us and is continually leading us and cheering us on to fulfill the plans that He has destined for us. “ For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope” Jeremiah 29:11 (NKJV).

I pray this brings some clarity.

On Monday I will be addressing God speaking through gut feelings.

May you be abundantly blessed!

Jeannie

 

 

 

Not What I Thought

One of the schemes of the enemy is to try to make us think that we’re missing out. This Fourth of July, I really wanted to see the fireworks display. My daughter wasn’t feeling well, but she didn’t want me to be disappointed, so she lovingly went with me down to the Marina to watch the fireworks.

Since the Marina was less than a half mile from her house, I was anticipating the beautiful colors exploding and raining down from the sky as I looked up in wonder. The reality of the situation was that we were so far away from the fireworks, instead of looking up, we had to look straight ahead across the water, where in the very, very, very, very, very far distance we could see tiny little flashes of various colors about the size of my thumb.

Earlier in the afternoon, I had mentioned to a friend that I was taking care of someone’s bunny. When I told her that we would only have to drive a half mile to see the fireworks, my friend was extremely concerned about the bunny. “I know someone whose bunny died because a loud noise caused it to have a heart attack,” she cautioned.

Because of my friend’s statement, I had intended to check on the welfare of the bunny after the fireworks display, but I’m pretty sure it’s safe, unless its ears are so sensitive that the sound of Rice Krispies popping in a bowl of milk sound to it like cannons.

Looking back on the whole evening, I have to laugh. What I had pictured in my mind wasn’t even close to the actual scenario. If I had not seen the fireworks, I would’ve gone to bed thinking that I had missed out on a marvelous display. It made me think about how the enemy entices us with illusions of grandeur in order to keep us from God’s best. When, in reality, what we experience is nothing like what was promised.

My Fourth of July celebration might not have been what I had expected, but it sure taught me about false expectations. Thank you, Lord, for reminding me that you always know what is best!

May you be abundantly blessed!

Jeannie

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning” (James 1:17).

Liberty

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This past weekend I had the privilege of staying on a military base. Each time I heard Reveille and Retreat being broadcast over the speakers, I thought about the Liberty Bell.

In 1751, a 2, 080 lb. bell was ordered for the Statehouse of Pennsylvania from England. When it arrived, everyone was excited, but when the bell was rung for the first time, it cracked. A couple of Philadelphia foundry workers melted and recast the bell, however, the copper they added gave it an unpleasant tone.

But its lack of musical quality didn’t keep in from ringing out sounds of freedom.

The bell was rung for assemblies and for special announcements and events. Traditionally, it is believed that it even tolled for such American milestones as the First Continental Congress, and  for the Declaration of Independence.

In 1837, the bell became a symbol for abolitionists and was renamed the Liberty Bell. After the Civil War, the Liberty Bell became a symbol of unity for a fractured nation, and starting in the 1880s, it was taken throughout the land proclaiming liberty to all.

Historians tell us that the last time the Liberty Bell physically rang was for Washington’s Birthday in 1846. As it rang, it developed a large crack. Although, that day the bell might have lost its tone, its sound of freedom would continue to ring on through the centuries—as it would become a symbol of hope.

In 1915, a replica of the Liberty Bell, with its clapper chained to its side, traveled the country promoting the women’s suffrage movement. It was rung for the first time when women won the right to vote.

Along with the American Flag, the Liberty Bell continues to be a symbol of freedom today. Freedom that has been fought for…Freedom that has cost many their lives…Freedom that is costly but priceless.

Tomorrow, as you and I celebrate our Independence, I pray that we would thank God for our freedom. Our great country might have a few cracks, but the sound of freedom still continues to go forth throughout the world from her shores.

I am thankful for America and for the men and women in the military who are paying the cost to keep her ringing.

The scripture on the Liberty Bell says it all: Proclaim LIBERTY throughout all the Land unto all the Inhabitants thereof Lev. XXV X.”

Truly words of Freedom from the One who came to set all of us free!

May the Lord abundantly bless you!

Jeannie

“Therefore if the Son makes you free, you shall be free indeed” (John 8:36).

Historical Info from H http://www.ushistory.org/libertybell/

Forbidden Fruit

Obey is one of those words that we don’t like hearing. From the time we are toddlers, whenever we hear “Obey me”—or it’s shorter version “NO!”—we immediately think of what is being withheld from us. I can’t touch, taste, smell, or do what I want to. But the reality is obedience protects.

This reality of protection in obedience hit home for me one day when I was babysitting a toddler who was determined to destroy both herself and my house. After rescuing her from everything from toilets to outlets, I put her in the playpen for a nap. To little Taylor “No!” obviously meant “Go for it!” How was I to teach her otherwise?

How could I get her to understand that toilets and outlets are dangerous when she couldn’t  comprehend the words drown or electrocute, or even death?

It wouldn’t have done any good to have sat her down and shown her electrical diagrams and explained currents and wiring.  Instead, I had to confine her within the boundaries of the playpen to keep her safe, until I finished a few tasks and could watch her like a hawk.

That evening, I was talking to a friend who was suffering a lot of consequences from making wrong choices. I shared with Him about little Taylor. When he was defying God’s “No’s” all he could think about was what God was withholding from him. Now He was learning the hard way that God’s “No’s” were for his protection.

Sound familiar? In Genesis, God places Adam and Eve in a Paradise of “Yes’s”. He only gives them one “no”. They are not to eat fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.

If the serpent (devil) had told Eve to eat the fruit from the forbidden tree because it tasted better than the fruit from the other trees, she might not have fallen. But the enemy didn’t deceive her with the fruit, he deceived her through a lie—a lie about the goodness of God. If he could get her to doubt God’s heart for her, he could get her mistrust God and convince her to sin, bringing death, disease, fear, destruction and every other wicked thing that could harm her into her life. The more she believed the lie, the more appetizing the forbidden fruit looked.

The devil still uses the same tactics today. That is why we struggle with obeying God’s “No’s”.  When we choose to sin, we might not always be aware that we are doubting God’s goodness, but we are. Whenever we deliberately make a wrong choice, we are inwardly telling God that we doubt His heart for us. We see Him as withholding, instead of holding out His hands to bless us.

God wants to withhold evil from us; not to withhold what is good for us. But, unfortunately, you and I sometimes  have to get shocked a few times or nearly drown in tears from our decisions until we realize that God really knew what He was talking about when He told us “No!”.

God is a good father and He knows what will truly bless us (his children). The devil wants to steal from us and rob us of our peace. God wants to give us peace, and part of that peace comes through obeying Him and resting in His care for us. Trusting leads to obedience—and obedience leads to rest. May you and I purpose to trust Him, obey Him, and rest in His care!

May you be abundantly blessed!

Jeannie

Genesis 3:1-7

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning” (James 1:17 NKJV).