Israel, Personal Journey, prayer

Urgent Prayers for Israel! † ♥

****URGENT PRAYERS ****

As of 10:02 pm Israel time (3:02 pm eastern time) on Wednesday night, 36 projectiles were fired at southern Israel, including eight that were launched at Sderot. The Israel Defense Forces said its warplanes conducted airstrikes on 12 “terror targets” in the Gaza Strip in response to the rockets and an earlier shooting attack on a civilian construction vehicle near the border. But as of 11:06 pm Israel time (4:06 pm eastern time) rocket attack notifications continued to sound on the Red Alert app.

Christianity, Personal Journey, prayer

Prayer Against Human Trafficking ♥ 8.9.18 Let Us Pray!

Heavenly Father, we come together before You now, praising you for another day of signs and wonders, another blesssed opportunity to just breathe for You, live for You, serve You, and know You like never before. You are So Awesome! Praise Your Holy Name!

Almighty God, we lift up all of the missing children and people around the world, all involved in human trafficking-both those committing the crimes and those in bondage. We Praise You that they would hear Your Voice. Remit the sins of the people, Almighty God, convict and pierce the hardest of hearts around the world right now to receive Yeshua. Let The darkest of nights give birth to the brightest of beginnings for the souls of men everywhere! We praise You for Salvation and Revival!

Thank You Lord for setting the captives free visibly and invisibly. The physical and the spiritual. In The Name of Yeshua, we loose legions of angels to go around the world and shut down Satanic rituals and their plots! We Praise You, Almighty God, for freedom this night! Let the whole world see ALL of Yeshua’s Salvation benefits! Deliverance is one of them, God! Wake up Your Church today with Fresh Fire so we can turn the world upside down for His Namesakes and for The Gospel!

In The Name of Yeshua, we BIND death and despair worldwide, thanking YOU, Holy One of Israel to take any backlash or retaliation against us in any way. Be Glorified in our lives today!

Hallelujah!

In Yeshua’s Name we pray, Amen



 

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Prayers for Mama Harper

Prayer Request, everyone!

Christian Singer/songwriter Jamie-Grace and her family are going through a lot right now. Her mother Mona Harper, is in so much pain with pudendal neuralgia. My heart goes out to Jamie-Grace. I have watched my mother suffer in great pain too with another health problem. Let’s remember Mrs. Harper in prayer that God will see her through this and be behind the scenes in all of her treatment.

Most recent update:

6 Hours ago

updated on my mom… all I can do is look up… my view from laying in the bed with mom this morning. she and dad got in around 6am from the hospital. I used to think being discharged from the hospital was he ultimate victory but since this journey began I’m learning that’s not always the case.
my mom has a rare condition called ‪#‎pudendalNeuralgia‬. most everytime she goes to the ER (she has chronic, unbearable pain…) I hear her trying to explain what her condition is and what it’s like – to doctors. I know they may often be doing the best that they can but when you’ve heard someone in the medical field say they’re sending your ill mom home from the ER because they don’t know what else to do… when pain clinics won’t take on her case after she’s been on countless waiting lists… I can’t even begin to explain where our family is right now.
we love Jesus. we love Him dearly. and we KNOW God has a plan but my goodness the road to seeing it all isn’t close to easy. thank you for praying… thank you for loving on us… and I’ll be blunt and say that if ANYONE has ANY connections to a doctor or clinic that would be willing to help us… please let us know… jgracepro@gmail.com / My parents continue to be the most incredible fighters I know… Pastoring our church, managing @itsmorganmusic and I and being so devoted to eachother during this time… I don’t know how to end this… I don’t really know what else to say… All I can do is look up…

Facebook post by Jamie-Grace 22 hours ago.

my parents are currently at the hospital… your continued prayers are always appreciated… my mom is stable, this is another part of our journey smile emoticon here is her post..: #Repost @mamamonaharper
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Taken to the hospital via ambulance. Prayers needed. This picture was from yesterday when I worshipped God like it was my first and last time…as usual. Comforted by my husband’s words from on high… Even though the battle is the Lord’s you still have to show up. I decided some time ago that I would be dressed up for the battle.
#prettywithathorn ////////// This is Jamie Grace again, please, before you comment “what’s wrong?” please visit imafighter.org/mamamona for her story. at this time that’s the best info I can offer you, thanks

You can read Mrs. Harper’s Story below.


“My Mom’s Fight by Jamie Grace”

She fights with her hair & make up done, her favorite pumps and dress and with a constant assurance that her Faith is the drive for her fight. You would never know my mom was facing a battle unless you were to ask and the height it all began in January.

Over the last 5 years my mom has faced various health challenges and last year was diagnosed with a rare condition called pudendal neuralgia. As a result of her condition she began struggling with every day tasks some as simple as walking or sitting up. As a manager in the music industry and a pastor alongside my dad she began working primarily from home and making adjustments as to not overwork herself however if you’ve ever met my mom (or me, the jr version) then you know that’s a challenge. Over the years she has been a mom (“mama mona”) to the motherless, a friend to the friendless, a teacher to the teacherless (she started a private school and a homeschool co op when i was in grade school) and just about everything else she could become to serve others. It’s not my mom’s norm to have to fight for her own life. She’s used to fighting for everyone else’s.

As with any medical condition our family, and many of our friends, spent forever on the good ole Google trying to find a cure for mom’s condition. It has many complications and while the risk for her life is not close to being the highest, the quality of life is one of the most common adjustments. Additionally, barely any doctors even know about pudendal neuralgia and all of the ones we could find had waiting lists longer than anything. Eventually we found a doctor in Boston willing to take mom’s case and try an experimental surgery. It took months to get the appointment and in January my dad took off work, my grandma (his mom from Texas who, to my heart’s break, isn’t a Cowboys fan but that’s another post) flew to Boston and the three of them embarked on a journey with mom.

My sister Morgan and I flew in the day after the surgery and flew out that next morning, we (along with my tour manager/brother in law) were on a tour called The Roadshow and could only be we with her for a few hours. However, I could see the hope in her eyes. I could see the peace in my dad’s. I could see the compassion in my grandmother’s. I could see the kindness in the eyes of the nurses and the friends (Duncans, we love you) who had picked us girls up from an airport an hour away to make sure we got to the hospital to see our mom. There were so many positive emotions in that room. It was hard to think she had just been through a 5 hour nerve-related surgery. Or maybe it was the obvious.

Considering mom’s condition, her physical recovery post surgery could be up to 5 years.

Typically when I say that to friends who ask “how’s your mom?” I see them tense up and slowly nod. Acting as though they were completely expecting that answer. They immediately resort to, “but your mom’s a fighter…” or “I’ll be praying for her” which I love, mom loves, and we appreciate more than anything. But the reality is, being a fighter doesn’t always mean that the battle is coming to an end. Sometimes it means you’re halfway through, sometimes it means it’s only begun and in many cases it means that you don’t know where you are but you know it’s still worth the fight.

Over the last few months we have had the most extreme of many situations. I have seen my mom cry more than any daughter should have to. I have seen my dad hold her when many husbands would’ve walked away. I have seen my mom laugh at the smallest moments and learn how to sit at home watching cable television (She literally hates sitting at home and does not like watching TV too much. She’s usually out starting after school programs, visiting and encouraging inmates and decorating houses for low income families – not kidding). I have seen my mom’s management company grow with more staff members and interns who are incredible at working with her to get the job done.

Through the pain, tears, fear, frustration, confusion… I’ve witnessed joy, true love, compassion, peace, loyalty, Faith… seeing my mom go to church for the first time in months. Watching her learn how to walk again, using her walker proudly. Seeing her learn to sit up again. Seeing her realize she has to stand more than sit so watching my dad request bar stool tables at restaurants because he refuses to sit without her. Seeing my brother in law and sister move back home for the last year and a half to be near her. Seeing our church members bring over dinner when they know the kids are out of town. Seeing the NOW guys and my band/crew love my mom when her own kids aren’t home. Just two nights ago, seeing some of her closest friends and family members gather at my house for her birthday party. Not only celebrating her 48th, but celebrating her life as a whole.

Yes, there is pain.

Yes, there will be healing.

Yes, there will be freedom.

But yes… there will be pain.

I don’t know how long this specific journey will last for our family, but I know that we serve a King who will be with us every step of the way. I know that He has put my mom’s coworkers, friends, church family and family in her life for a reason and I’m grateful that they are there to encourage her daily.

Mother’s Day used to mean asking my dad for $10 to buy my mom a card and a gift. Obviously as I’ve gotten older things have changed but even now it’s not a matter of picking out something cute for her to rep next time she goes out (even thought I totally got her new cowboy boots…). I guess it’s partially because I’m an adult, but Mother’s Day now? It’s a completely different story. It’s about sitting there with my mom, through pain or joy, and taking in all of who she is.

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Her wisdom, her humor, her laugh, her joy, her jokes, (if you can’t tell the lady is straight up HILARIOUS) her advice (about guys… let me tell you… it’s on point), her strength, her fight… because at the end of the day women don’t become mothers for themselves. Motherhood – the most selfless and underpaid position ever – is a job centered around molding someone else into who they’re gonna be. I  pray that I’ve taken enough notes and continue to keep my pen ready. She has much more to teach, I have much more to learn, and I couldn’t be more appreciative that my trainer is the most well equipped fighter I know.

She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue. She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Honor her for all that her hands have done, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate. -Proverbs 31:25-31

Mucho amor,
Jamie Grace


Thanks everyone for praying for our Sister Jamie Grace. , her momma and family.

Amen.

Depression, end times, God, Hope, Jesus, Poetry, prayer

A Prayer Stop Poem: “Are You Ready?”

Are You Ready?

A Prayer Stop poem, author unknown.

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Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house,

Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care,
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
Not one ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap,
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray,
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my head,
It was Jesus returning just like He had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand,
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said “It’s not here” my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love,
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound,
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late,
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear,
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call,
We’ll find that the Bible was true after all!

Please share this poem and may it spread all over the globe!

I’ve heard it’s been removed in a few places, but that’s not going to stop the Truth. God loves you, Jesus loves you, and if you do not know Him, now is the time to make that decision.
God bless everyone
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Come To Me…

Soothing sounds for the weary soul. Life can be so very troubling nowadays… But we don’t have to carry the load all by ourselves. This song is so special.

Lyrics below:

“Come To Me”  by Jamie Grace

I had a dream I was standin’ on the shore
Two feet planted in the sand
Soakin’ up Your glory yeah
Saw You walkin’ from a distance
Without a hint of resistance
Had Your arms open
And a warmth in your eyes
You took my hand and You whisperedCome to me when
You’re weary and
I’ll give you hope when you’re hurting
I’ll give you rest from your burden
Come to me when
You’re weary and
I’ll give you hope when you’re hurting
I’ll give you rest from your burden now
I woke up to the weight of the world
Right back into reality
And all that’s goin’ wrong
Cuz in the midst of this chaotic life
I try to find peace of mind
But You’ve been there all along
And even now I hear You whisperCome to me when
You’re weary and
I’ll give you hope when you’re hurting
I’ll give you rest from your burden
Come to me when
You’re weary and
I’ll give you hope when you’re hurting
I’ll give you rest from your burden

I feel the weight, I feel the weight is slowly liftin’
As you close the distance
And I know, it’s gonna be okay when i hear you say
Come to me when
You’re weary and
I’ll give you hope when you’re hurting
Oo I’m gonna carry your burden
Come to me when
You’re weary and
I’ll give you hope when you’re hurting
I’ll give you rest from your burden now

The weight is lifted now

 

*Check out the Where I Found My Healing link at the top of my Blog for something even more uplifting….

 

 

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Go Get My Children…

Brothers & Sisters, do not grow weary. We must keep fighting the good fight until He returns. Jesus, coming in the clouds will be a terrifying shock for some, and a long awaited, sigh of relief for God’s children. So much hate, evil, and war in this world… It can’t be very long now, but only God knows the hour…Lets thank Him for blessing our country with the freedoms that we have, and pray that our nation will not fall—that He won’t give up on America, though it seems to really be giving up on Him. God bless everyone today.

abortion, Faith, inspirational videos, kids, Personal Journey, prayer

This video is absolutely beautiful. I’m speechless…

Lianna Rebolledo was raped almost 23 years ago when she was only 12-years-old.  This horrific event left her wanting to commit suicide. No matter how many showers she would take she felt she could never be clean again. The suicide attempt  led her to the hospital. At the hospital Lianna learned something that shocked her… she was pregnant.

The doctors at the hospital actually encouraged her to have an abortion. But even though she was so young she knew it was wrong. Lianna had one question ” Would an abortion ease my pain and help me forget about my rape?”  The doctors  answered honestly and told her the memories would never be erased. At that moment she knew she could not get rid of her baby.

“If abortion wasn’t going to heal anything, I didn’t see the point,” she said. “I just knew that I had somebody inside my body. I never thought about who her biological father was. She was my kid. She was inside of me.”

Although situation Rebolledo’s was put is truly unfortunate it is not uncommon. According to Prolife more than 250,000 women are raped in America each year. Rebolledo’s reaction to want to keep her baby is not uncommon amongst rape victims.

Two major study’s found that 3/4 of these victims chose to give birth. These women decided to keep their babies because they believed that abortion would just be another act of violence against their own bodies and their children. The studies also indicated that women believe that their child’s life had some intrinsic meaning or purpose which they did not yet understand. By keeping their babies these women have “conquered their rape” and it has helped them regain their sense of power and self-esteem. The same studies also show that women who have decided to have an abortion experience feelings of depression, guilt, burden, and other burdens.

Rebolledo would agree. Now 35, she says that if she had to go through the horror of her rape all over again just to know and love her daughter, she would. “It wasn’t easy,” she admits, “but it was definitely worth it.”

Rebolledo now lives in Los Angeles and runs Loving Life, a non-profit organization that helps raped and pregnant women. She also travels internationally as a pro-life speaker, sharing her story and the message that every life, no matter how it began, is lovable.

“Abortion is not the solution,” Rebolledo says. “Not even for rape.”

Hear Rebolledo’s entire story by clicking on the video below.

Lianna was raped by two men at knife-point when she was only 12 years old. At first she was unable to cope; but when she found out that she was pregnant, she found her reason for living, and all things turned out well in time.

This video is absolutely beautiful. I’m speechless…

 

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Prayers For Mark Hall of Casting Crowns

Please pray for our Brother Mark Hall of Casting Crowns as a doctor is 90% sure cancer has been found in his right kidney. Mark is having surgery Wednesday, March 11th to remove the kidney. His great voice, lyrics, and gifts from God with Casting Crowns, like “Praise You in this Storm” have encouraged so many. Let us pray for Brother Mark in this time. Amen.

Marks’ message from Facebook:

Hey Casting Crowns Family,
I would appreciate your prayers.
Doctors found a solid mass in my right kidney about a week ago. They are 90% sure it’s cancer and they are going to remove the entire kidney next Wednesday, March 11th. They believe the cancer is contained in the kidney, which is also a great hope. They will know more once it is out and Pathology can see it. I’ll be in recovery for a month or a little longer because of the surgery. Please pray for healing and for God’s peace for my family. Praising Him in This Storm
Mark Hall

For updates please follow Mark Hall on Twitter at https://twitter.com/markhallcc and here on Facebook.

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Game Over

 

Game vs. Journey

According to Webster, a game is a physical or mental activity or contest that has rules and that people do for pleasure. 

According to Webster, a journey is an act of traveling from one place to another.

  • It is truth that life is a journey, not a game.
  • Life in this realm is a one time shot. There are no extra lives or bonuses. Game Over is permanent.
  • Like in games, you can quit…but the consequences are not worth it… After all, you cannot see for yourself waiting for what’s around the corner. I know first hand how major depression & Bipolar depression can darken our minds to such a degree where hope seems dead. Truth is, it’s not. No matter what somebody did to you, said to you, or who it was…you were made for more.
  • We all know that in games there are winners, and there are losers.
  • You only lose if you accept defeat. It is really & truly possible to rise above your past, overcome your deepest pain or great obstacles, if you desire…with all of your heart. The path has been laid before you.

 

Where are you going?

Jesus heals all the brokenness inside.  Check out my story.

Peace, healing, deliverance, and Salvation are free…in Jesus Christ, The Son of God. The only way to God, The Father. You don’t have to be perfect to come to Him. We come to Him and He cleans us up. Empty is made whole in Jesus.

 

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