Just to Get Your Blood Pressure Up, and Maybe a Little Rational Thinking as Well!

Satan always goes after the best and the brightest, such as powerful ministries who preach and teach and deliver the power of Jesus to heal.  Just this morning I saw yet another case of people testifying of God’s miraculous healing power, even as they political-corrected it by saying, “God healed completely and miraculously without chemo, but He might tell you to get chemo.”

God is no respecter of persons, the Word tells us.  So, as the old hymn says, “What He’s done for others, He’ll do for you.”  The differences are in us, not in Him.   In some instances, “Jesus healed ALL.”  In others, such as when in His home town, “He could do no mighty works.”  So what did He do there?  He taught.  We must be teachable, searching and seeking out His ways, not man’s way.  And don’t try to mix up a faith/fear cocktail, hedging your bets just in case He’s a liar.

Sorry, Charlie, either Jesus heals or doesn’t.  Chemo isn’t miraculous healing, chemo is torture and torment.  Prayer for healing causes many people to survive chemo, but it is not God’s best.  The Bible says “Jesus” healed all, not “chemo” healed a few, sort of.  Scripture tells us to “let plants be for medicine” (herbs, essential oils, tisanes, juicing, mushrooms, etc.) not man-made chemical poisons.

There are many fine medical practitioners, both establishment and alternative, who do not agree with the use of chemo.  There are many books written suggesting we all have a bit of cancer in our bodies now and again, and that chemo is a part of the “cancer industry” and will one day be looked back on with amazed sorrow and disgust, as we now look at historical practices such as sticking leeches on people, giving babies laudanum, delivering babies with unwashed hands, and so forth.

“Well, I go to the doctor to see what’s wrong, so I’ll know how to pray,” is an oft-repeated Christian excuse for bowing to fear and choosing man’s way over God’s.  No, you go to the doctor because you don’t trust God, you aren’t willing to put down your flesh and start taking care of your body and your spirit (you fear the discomfort of change), and you care what other people think.  And in many cases, you go to the doctor because your spiritual antennae aren’t picking up God’s channel because you’re walking in unforgiveness.

And you get a curse pronounced over you.  Then you take ownership of it and repeat it to any and all.  Instead of introducing yourself as, “Hi, I’m Jane Doe and I have cancer,” you may as well say, “Hi, I’m Cancer and I have Jane Doe.”  As a man thinketh, so he is.  The Word of God admonishes us that there is life and death in the power of the tongue, that we will eat the fruit thereof, that we have what we say.  Don’t take my word for it.  Get in the Word and teach yourself some truth!  Arm yourself!  Or, do what most people do and bow to fear.

It’s all fear.  All of it.  As the Word says, “Fear hath torment.”  And fear brings death.  The very thing you’re trying so desperately to avoid is the outcome you are guaranteeing.

Just say “No!” to fear.  If you die, you die.  Newsflash:  You’re going to anyway, sooner or later.  Might as well go out with your hair on.

 

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Blessed Hospitality from Two Texans to Me

“You have the gift of hospitality,” said one of my two houseguests.  I thanked her, pleased with her response to my efforts, and immediately began mulling over those words, on one of my mind’s back burners, as we walked into the church.

It was our monthly women’s fellowship, where we were taught about being God’s gardens, and onto another back burner went the words, “We are God’s beautiful gardens.”  Ought I not to have a garden, as gardening is so great a thing, such a picture of God, such a living example of His bounty and beauty?”  Ought I not?  Shouldn’t I?  Or was this constant and yet-again thinking of where I’m probably missing something, only OK if done in a spirit of seeking a yet-higher place in Him, a further childish delight in discovery?

After the meeting one of the women, a farmer’s wife, talked to me about how she was expected in the early years of her marriage to have a big garden, and how she did so for years, but without any joy.

So perhaps that’s it.  Remove the expectations, the shoulds and the oughts, and recover the joy.  Make a garden less like an inlaw-pleasing truck farm, and do what this lady does now, plant what brings her joy – flowers, flowers, flowers.  Oh, and tomatoes.  More joy.

Joy.  This morning I found a guest out in the early morning birdsong on my balcony.  There she sat wrapped in blankets and writing in her journal (a gift the Holy Spirit spoke strongly and repeatedly to me about making sure to provide, complete with pens, pencils and beautiful highlighters).

I asked if I could bring her some hot herbal tea with honey, which she gladly accepted as she asked me if I would like to join her.  But I wanted her to capture her rapture on paper.  She said the air was “divine” and trying to describe the clarity of the golden morning light was something I hoped she could get into her journal, and better done alone.

I told her I might join her in a while, but first I was going to have my Quiet Time.  My “divine” time, and my time to capture some Light – the very light of God, shining in my heart when I put Him first, and minister to His beloved garden next.

“You have the Gift of Hospitality.”  A compliment, and so much more.  During the women’s meeting we all were instructed to give the person to our right compliments.  The woman to my left (who just so happened to be my other houseguest) said I was a woman of great faith.  I simply said, “Thank you.”  But I thought so much more.

What happens when we receive a Holy Spirit-inspired compliment?  In my case, inspiration.  I receive that.  I am a woman of faith.  This is no small response.  In the space of one hour I was told I have the gift of hospitality and that I am a woman of faith.

In two small moments I was humbled by God taking the care and time to speak to my heart through His daughters, and to thereby bind our hearts.  I am grateful to Him and to His messengers.

All gifts.  To me.  The gift of hospitality is one we give ourselves when we do it not as a duty to gain God’s and our own approval, but when and as led by Him, so that He is the author and the finisher of the entire process.

My two guests are now also my friends, and they have brought their blooms and beauties to my garden, as I invited them in by His goodness and grace.

“You have the gift of hospitality.”  Indeed I do.  And I receive the gift.

HEAR MORE ABOUT HOSPITALITY, FREEDOM FROM FEAR, HOW A FEARLESS SIBLING SAVED A PRESIDENT, HARRIET BEECHER STOWE’S THOUGHTS ON HOMEMAKING, WHAT FEMINISM AND MAO HAVE IN COMMON, AND MUCH, MUCH, MUCH MORE TODAY , FRIDAY THE 23RD ON THE HOMEFRONT SHOW AT 2:00 PM MOUNTAIN TIME.

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JOY, HALLELUJAH TODAY ON THE HOME FRONT SHOW!

Before every Friday at 2:00 p.m Mountain Time I go through the thoughts: this is dumb, not any good, no one cares, not helping anybody, it’s a waste of time, blah, blah, blah.

After 3:00 every Friday I go through the thoughts:  that was great, that was a good show, the Lord showed up and showed off, joy, hallelujah, Amen.

Today’s show will be about joy, among other things.  The Holy Spirit is speaking up right and left about joy, and today He’ll be speaking through my special callers, and through me as well.

I’ve got one person who’s on fire about changing your “reality” to a true REALITY via what thoughts you choose to speak, and choosing to speak TRUTH via knowing the truth.  Yep, tht truth that sets us free.

FREEDOM.  Life.  Joy, Hallelujah.  Amen.

Do you know anyone who could use a little joy today, who would appreciate the help God’s dealing out today at 2:00 p.m. on the Home Front Show?

Tell them to:

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4.   Be blessed!

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Pentecost, and all Things Richly to Enjoy

 

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Taking a walk in the cool not-quite-summer breezes the other morning an old question popped into my mind:  Which of the senses would you miss the most, were you to lose it?

Loss of sight would mean no more color, no more iridescent, translucent, sparkling, proof-of- God color.  No more looking into the eyes of my beloveds, no more laughing at a child’s guileless smile.

Not good.

Loss of smell would mean I couldn’t smell this sage I’m crushing in my fingers and thereby being lifted, transported.  Same for the juniper, pine, spruce, fir and cedar on the heavenly breeze.

Loss of smell would mean roast beef and vegetables and gravy and hot buttered homemade bread would be irrelevant.  Also not good.

Loss of smell would mean I wouldn’t notice the clove on John’s breath when he kissed me.

A kiss.  A touch.  Not being able to feel the kissing face, or hugged neck, or the touch of a hand of another of God’s children.

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Hearing.  A marmot is sounding the alarm because the dogs are busy sniffing out his rock pile, and the spring snowmelt has made the creek practically roar as it rushes out of its banks, but not above my favorite creekside blessing rock.

And I couldn’t hear His praises sung from the depths of the hearts of His children in church this morning, on Pentecost Sunday.  This thought makes me catch my breath from the sudden glitch of alarm, the actual physical ache, in my spirit.  But, on this day of all days, I am choosing not to think about “what ifs” and possible losses.  I am thinking of my utter inability to even begin to grasp the magnitude of the Love of God.  This is the sense I want to exercise, increase, develop.  This is the realm into which I want to delve more deeply.  More richly.

He has given us all things richly to enjoy.  I call the dogs off and they happily dash off to the next thrill, all senses alert.  He has given us all things richly to enjoy.  This thought again wafts into my mind and I think of how all the senses will be alive and blessing me at once if I simply take this walk with a loved one, sit by the creek eating roast beef on homemade bread with also homemade mayo, and watch steam swirl up out of a thermos of tea as we sip and smile at each other.  And as we see on each others’ faces peace.  How beautiful, how marvelous.  Oh, Lord, our Lord, how majestic is Your Name in all the earth.

In all the earth.  He has given us so much to enjoy.  Let us not, in pursuits of manmade enjoyments and entertainments, forgo, forget, become blind to, the wonderful world He has made.  In all of our seeking, with all of our senses, let us tune into Him.  Let us daily live a life of Pentecost.  Amen.

 

 

 

 

10 Ways to Build Faith Plus Purple Cadillacs and Forgiveness Vroom!

Pink Cadillac

Tomorrow, Friday June 2 at 2:00 Mountain time!  Make a Note and tune in:

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I’ll have a special guest, purple Cadillac thoughts, nuclear-powered forgiveness, ten ways to build your faith – things that just plain build everything, so that life is an ADVENTURE – and more, much more!

It’s a non-stop hour of information and inspiration and just plain good stuff.

Thanks for listening!

 

It’s a New Day in the Good Ol’ USA

Today on the Home Front Show we’re gonna rant happy, give God glory, get in the face (gently) of those “Christian” conservatives who can only see the negative, who give what Satan’s up to way more facetime than the new mercies of God in this new day!

We’ll begin with Helen Keller’s assertion that, “Life is either a daring adventure or nothing,” then discuss the adventure of home schooling, and end with John Parker’s thoughts on the adventure of turning what Satan intends for evil to good via instantaneous, weapons-grade forgiveness. 

And of course, much more, like the Domestic Bliss of becoming a Fermentista, and the Three P’s of Power, and a really tough Challenge of the Week for us all.

Make a plan and call a friend – and be blessed. 

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2:00 PM Mountain Time, Friday, May 19!

 

Psalm 91 for Trump? But It’s Easier to Rant!

I was wide awake at 4:00 a.m., and began praying for my children.  Then I got out my Bible and prayed Psalm 91 over them.  Next I turned on the radio to hear someone say, “I don’t know if he can overcome this or not.”  I assumed they were talking about Trump and turned it OFF.

What rot! What, God heard our cry and got Trump in office, but He can’t keep him there?

Time to pray Psalm 91 over Trump, Pence, their families, the entire administration, the entire Body of Christ, and over America.

Trump is not our answer, our source, our solution, but he was put in office because of God’s people crying out for mercy, and we are to pray for him and all other “leaders” that we may “lead quiet and peaceable lives.”  And because people getting beaten up and eaten up need prayer!  “Pray for us, brethren,” Paul said to the Church..

We are to be the true leaders, the spiritual leaders., the prayer warriors.  We are NOT to be whiners, doubters, naysayers, lily-livered, fearful, nincompoops.  We are to take dominion!!!!

We, America, are to be that shining city on a hill, that beacon of hope, and that place wherefrom the Good News of Jesus goes out.  And so we have always been, and are, and will always be.

“Let God arise, let His enemies be scattered.” 

P.S.  Tune in today, Friday the 19th, at 2:00 Mountain Time to hear a positive rant, some homeschooling news from Canada, how you’ll never go higher than your love walk, what to do when family members take you to hell with their lack of all reason, domestic bliss thoughts and much more, including Real Man John Parker’s take on “going there” when the sticky wicket of offense is offered.

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Enjoy!