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Stuck On The Stairs of My Past

The LORD reminded me yesterday of many years ago of Him calling me to prayer all night. Although I could hear the urgency of the call. There was always a nagging feeling that I needed someone else to be there to pray with me. Never ever had the feeling been put in check. Throughout my journey every assignment Abba Father entrusted me I found someone else to do it for me. This led to a downward spiral without realizing the needing and giving it to someone else was really a spirit of rebellion. Also, with regards to praying throughout the night was really a personal walk of intimacy with Abba Father.    Hidden deep and embedded in the chambers of my heart were traumatic experiences which held me captive and laden with sin. Without realizing it I was a slave to fear and tried to please everyone. Something far sinister was happening! No matter what was coming against me I refused to fight back or even respond. However, the call to pray throughout the night continued persistently. One night
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Gentle Loving Spirit

Mama Rosie was a giver and always sowed into our lives, especially the grandchildren. She baked the best Macaroni ever made and at Family Day gatherings this was the number one request! Mama Rosie had a passion for gardening and spent much time in her beautiful garden which gave me profound inspiration to write. I always looked forward to visits to sit and speak with her while listening to her powerful words of wisdom. However, I could not leave unless I spent some time in her beautiful garden.   Mama Rosie returned from the hospital. She said, “Margaret, my travelling days are over! Jesus is holding my hand.” She did not mince her words and exemplified courage and strength while she looked away. Mama Rosie’s words are a comfort to me as is the harsh reality really sunk in that, she is gone. Which saddens me to the core of my being and reminded of daddy's words in a dream before his passing. On the phone was Mama Rosie, she said, Margaret, Daddy wants to speak with you. His words,

THE BIG ROCK

  This past weekend just before the prayer meeting ended, a big dog came sniffing, and as this animal climbed the steps to enter the Church building. Its eyes met mine, backing away the dog continued sniffing the grounds to find whatever it had come to retrieve. Watching the dog reminded me of my return to Sunday morning worship services only two weeks ago. Little did I know what awaited me as I stepped out of the bus to assist my daughter. My shoes stepped into a load of what the dog left. It took fifteen minutes to clean the mess off. Frustrated, I said aloud, wait until I see that dog! Two weeks later, praise and worship. I felt a tugging to go outside to the front gate and raise my hand toward the skies. In obedience, I turned to go back into the Church service. However, my attention was on three large dogs. They were lying comfortably near the educational building. Strangely, the moment the dogs spotted me, one of them stood up and barked at me viciously. I picked up a few little

The Power of Influence Part Two

Recently there was an unction to pray via the telephone with my sister, who lived overseas. Afterward, she exclaimed, Margaret, that is how Mama prayed! My response was! There was only a memory of her standing at the kitchen, holding the broom, which she had made. Mama awakened before dawn. The delicious aroma of her bread filled the atmosphere, and before sunrise, Mama had completed all her household chores and was prepared to go with my grandfather into the fields to do another day of work. There must have been an exceptional special bond between us, but I was too young to understand. My sister shared Mama’s consistent, persistent, and relentless prayers. Lead to the healing hand of Jesus, to my lifeless body at three weeks old. Mama’s facial expressions had faded.    My Mother, Margaret Gwendolyn nee Hall Spence, after accepting Jesus Christ as her personal Saviour, synchronized about preparing me for the journey. All I wanted to do was to stay on the outside, playing with the other

When You Have Finished Your Kingdom Assignment Will God Hear Your Prayer?

  On your journey, there are many pitfalls and dangers along the way, but Yahweh has equipped you with everything you need. However, when you have completed your kingdom assignments, will God hear your prayer? For we can become so busy doing lots of things for God, that we can diminish the time we spend in communing with Him. During my devotional time this morning, the book of 2 Chronicles chapter 7 caught my attention, my heart wept as the Word ministered to me of how King Solomon finished the house of the LORD and God answered his prayer. Read it for yourself from the verse (1) Now when Solomon had made an end of praying, the fire came down from heaven, and consumed the burnt offering and the sacrifices; and the glory of the LORD filled the house. Verse (2) And the priest could not enter into the house of the LORD, because the glory of the LORD had filled the LORD’S house. Something miraculous happens when you (me too) finish your kingdom assignment, people will be saved and worshi

The Power of Prayer will Unmask the Spirit of Deception

For many years there has been an urgency to tarry all night in prayer until the breaking of the day. I have stumbled along the way and failed several times to pray the whole night through because it seemed futile. One particular morning after being in prayer all night, I lay upon my bed to get some much-needed sleep. No sooner had I lay down, a man arose from the bed and began to beat me with severe blows, on top of my head which left me completely stunned and puzzled all at the same time because he looked exactly like my husband, why are you beating me? However, this infuriated him. He replied I am beating you for your prayers his true identity was revealed as he floated in the midair and positioned himself above the bedhead I noticed a concealed weapon in his right hand and prayed to Abba Father, "get me out of this" and awakened perturbed but Abba Father took me to the book of Acts chapter 16 and reminded me of Paul and Silas who were beaten and imprisoned for deliveri

Blue Flame

During the past few months, the warfare has intensified and there have been times when it felt like all my strength had diminished. However, it was then I would see Blue Flame. One particular night while riding home from Bible Study. At the junction of Hawksbill settlement, Blue Flame appeared all over the street. In another instance, as I sat with my legs stretched upon my bed. Blue Flame encircled my feet which left me puzzled and wondering if something was wrong with my eyesight. I was dumbfounded and did not understand why this was happening. Could something be happening to my vision? Abba Father answered my question by directing me to the Book of Exodus chapter 14 where He gave Moses instructions for the children of Israel as they exited Egypt. Verse (1) And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying, Verse (2) Speak unto the children of Israel, that they turn and camp before Pihahiroth, between Migdol and the sea, over against Baalzephon: before it shall ye encamp by the sea. Verse (3) F