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Come and Meet the Real Author!

Drum Roll........Dare to come and meet the author of Messages of Hope and Inspiration but wait! The Real Author is the Work of The Holy Spirit and Yahweh Breathe His Breath on every message to bring Hope and Healing to you wherever you are on your Journey! Come meet the instrument He has chosen to use for such a time as this.....I am humbled that Yahweh would use me His instrument! Looking Forward to seeing you there!

Crush Oppression

  On the Sunday the 6 th day of December, 2015 of this year, upon returning from the eleven a.m. worship service.   The entire family exited the car but I was unable to move.   I said to my Abba Father, I cannot move, and remained in that same position for about fifteen minutes; when I faintly heard my husband call my name, he said, Margaret, I need my dinner.   I managed to get out of the car, feeling like something or someone was literally sitting on me.   As I walked into the house these words rang out so profoundly, crush oppression!   This reminded me of the Psalmist David who thirsted for God even in the midst of his distress in the book of Psalm 42:9 “I will say to God my Rock, “Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”   The spirit of oppression was sitting upon me!   The Word interjected from Isaiah 54:14 “ In righteousness you shall be established; you shall be far from oppression, for you shall not fear; and from terror, for it shall not come near

T K O: SLAP BACK

Dear Reader, last week’s article gave you with a vivid picture of a T K O and of how Elijah was taken away from Elisha.   Allow repetition because the Word did minister to me from the book of 2 Kings 2:19-14.   The time had come for me to face my Jordan and certainly I felt like Elisha.   Let’s pick up the latter three verses (12) “ And Elisha saw it, and cried, My father, my father, the chariot of Israel, and the horsemen thereof.   And he saw him no more:   And he took hold of his own clothes, and rent them in pieces.”   (13)   “He took up also the mantle of Elijah that fell from him, and went back, and stood by the bank of Jordan;” (14) “And he took the mantle of Elijah that fell from him, and smote the waters, and said, where is the LORD God of Elijah?   And when he also had smitten the waters, they parted thither:   and Elisha went over.”   In my unconscious state it felt as if I was in Jericho, the place of conflict where it seemed as if Satan himself was fighting against m

T K O: Total Knock Out

On Thursday of last week I felt the urgency to cook dinner during the morning hours and had planned for my youngest daughter and I to do the grocery shopping.   While preparing the dinner, unction came upon me to pray while at the stove.   The intensity of the battle was being felt, I could hardly stand up and the dinner was not completely cooked.   The beans and rice had come to a boil, the meat was in the oven, and it was almost mid-day.   I said to my youngest daughter, “Mommy is going to pray and then we will go and get the groceries.” Something was not right, as I knelt to pray, my eyes felt so heavy followed by what felt like excruciating blows which lead me into unconsciousness yet I could hear the Word speaking from 2 Kings 2:1-2.   (1)   “ And it came to pass, when the LORD would take up Elijah into heaven by a whirl wind that Elijah went with Elisha from Gilgal.”   Could it be that I was in Gilgal, being actively involved with programs yet having no power?   Gilgal was

A People Under Siege

Definition of Siege:   (The New Webster’s Dictionary) the isolating of a fortified place by an attacking force in order to make it surrender. There was a great cry throughout the land, people from every walk of life were shut-up in their homes and could not come out because of the many black beasts that had invaded the land.   These beasts were fierce and had an appearance of lions; their hinder legs were very muscular.   One of the beasts in particular was so aggressive an angel of the LORD held him on a leash as he roamed the streets.   A fearful cry came from one of the houses nearby, “Get out of the streets, it is too dangerous for you to be out there!”   Right then I walked past the terrible beast that was being held on a leash by the angel.   It seemed as if none of the beasts were aware of my presence but I was allowed to see them and their activities.   There was a distinctive beast assigned to stand on his hinder feet directly at the front door of a home to guarante