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Wed, 08 June 2011 11:32

GWB
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Registered: March 2008
Location: Louisville, Ky area

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There has been a lot of hate thrown at me lately from various directions. Other believers I have talked to are experiencing the same thing. The greater the jealousy and gossip, the greater the loser. It seems we are being fine tuned and lines are being drawn according to what and who we live for when loyalty or sacrifice is involved. Of course, it is always about them and victim mentality. "In the end, people will be lovers of selves and lovers of money."

Do I care what this world thinks? No. Do I care when blatant lies are spoken to try and tear down my restoration? No. Do I care when people are driving by and I find garbage, eggs, cig. butts, etc.? No. Do I care that I have lost almost my entire family due to Jesus? No. I keep my eyes on the prize. What wonderful testimonies they will have! My family did not like me when I was close to Jesus and went to FA. I backslid and we were all buddies again. Now, I am back with Jesus and you guessed it! The ones who need salvation hates the Jesus in me.

I think the more a person hates, the more they need to be loved. Yes, my flesh rises up at times. However, I am happy to say that it is getting easier because I realize they are the walking dead until they hear the Gospel and believe.

On warm summer days, my father and I would hold hands and walk all over our land. We found the best apples and pears to eat while walking through our orchard. We sat and watched butterflies as he told me what kind they were. He would talk about Jesus and how He loved us so much. We then started counting lightnin' bugs. The conversation always ended when he said, "Do the right thing, Doll, and remember Jesus."

Those were the last words I heard from him hours before his death. Daddy felt very well, considering the disease process he was experiencing. Jesus tried to prepare me for his death with a dream. In the dream, my father and I were walking around just like we did when I was a little girl. God said, "In two months, your Daddy will be with me." Exactly two months to the day one early morning, he went to be with Jesus.

Even though I miss my earthly father, I miss my Heavenly Father too. I want to hold His hand and walk through heavenly orchards while I talk His ear off! However, there is a call deep in my heart to be strong and endure to the end. I feel my heart leaving this world more and more. This world is all I know, but in my heart, it is not home. I hear this voice from both of my Father's saying, "Do the right thing, Doll, and remember Jesus."

If you fall, get up and try it again. Run the race and don't look back. When I was in gymnastics, I had to get up over and over again. Athletes don't take no for an answer. They concentrate on what needs to be done and does it regardless of feelings. We are almost home so keep getting up!!!

Where ever you are finding yourself today I believe He has these words for us at this time:

Restoration; no condemnation.

I believe that we are in a calm before the storm. Demons are rising up within their victims. They are producing havic on this earth like never before. Storms, earthquakes, and natural disasters everywhere on the planet are raging. The creation is saying, "I have had enough" as it groans with birth pains.

Prophecy is being fulfilled before our very eyes day to day in the news and headlines. What an exciting time to know Jesus! He has us in the palm of His hand. Not one atom can touch us unless He says, "OK." How sad for those who don't know the Word so they, too, could watch things unfold that was propheside hundreds of years ago.

Wars, division, love has waxed cold as people are "doing their thing." People are hating, serving themselves, and not caring about hurting others. Their heads are haughty and the hearts are full of pride (or themselves.) People feel that they are entitled to do whatever they please. They are shoving their "rights" down our throats and they think they will get away with mocking God. The chips on their shoulders are so big they have to turn sideways to get through a door. What a very, very sad way to live. Thank you Jesus for my blessed life!

These are usually the same people who will save a whale or hug a tree and on the other side of their protest poster they support babies being sucked out limb by limb and thrown into a bucket of blood. I have listened to women dealing with the guilt fifty years later. These murderers will hold a full term baby's head in the canal so it will still be a "fetus." They then take instruments, cut a hole in the baby's neck and suck the brains out. The baby is then allowed to leave the canal because the "fetus will be dead at birth." People are worshiping their household cats and dogs more than caring about what is in the bucket across town, let alone fellow human beings.

They have no use for you unless you line up with their agendas. These are usually the people who can dish it out, but can't take it. I used to be really good at shoving it back. Now He won't allow me to do so. There are times I have to remind myself to handle things His way. I am learning that the worse thing I could do to them is to forgive and had them over to Him. What a fearful thing!

I could go on and on, but you all already know all of this. My main points are this:

1. Do not get weary in well doing. Be sure you are preaning yourselves to get out of the gate at full speed when it all hits the fan.

2. THERE IS WAR IN THE HEAVENS!!! Review Rev. 12 and 13. Time is short and Satan is pulling out all of the stops.

We have great news! We know how it all ends! It ain't over 'til it's over. I am kicking at my gate and I can't wait to charge! Satan...be afraid... Be very, very afraid!

[Updated on: Wed, 08 June 2011 18:43]

Shalom,

GWB

"Be still and know that I am God."

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