Someone said recently that so many 'christians' will NOT enter Heaven and I underscore that with HIS WORDS NOT MINE Words from the KJV a 400 year old Bible--IN THE MASTERS SERVICE :
Matthew 7:21-23
King James Version (KJV)
21Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.
22Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?
23And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
UNCOVERED,EXPOSED
Have you EVER played the game 'gossip' where there are 12 people in a circle one whispers something to the first person--it goes around the circle and is NEVER what was said at the start--well ever 'tell someone a secret' who was 'sworn to secrecy?' Our Lord addressed this very subject--apply liberally daily to your life walk: IN THE MASTERS SERVICE
Luke 12
1In the mean time, when there were gathered together an innumerable multitude of people, insomuch that they trode one upon another, he began to say unto his disciples first of all, Beware ye of the leaven of the Pharisees, which is hypocrisy.
2For there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; neither hid, that shall not be known.
3Therefore whatsoever ye have spoken in darkness shall be heard in the light; and that which ye have spoken in the ear in closets shall be proclaimed upon the housetops.
Luke 12
1In the mean time, when there were gathered together an innumerable multitude of people, insomuch that they trode one upon another, he began to say unto his disciples first of all, Beware ye of the leaven of the Pharisees, which is hypocrisy.
2For there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; neither hid, that shall not be known.
3Therefore whatsoever ye have spoken in darkness shall be heard in the light; and that which ye have spoken in the ear in closets shall be proclaimed upon the housetops.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
HIS HEALING HAND TOUCHES THOSE TODAY
The Healing Hand
"Unto you that fear
my name, shall the
Son of righteousness
arise with healing
in his wings."
Malachi 4:2
The pain that wracked my sides and lower abdomen was so severe; I doubled over and cried out to my husband Charles. Charles and our two young sons ages 7 and 4 helped me into the car. As we sped through the darkness to the hospital, our sons prayed for Mommie. As I was wheeled into the emergency room, I assured both boys "Mommie will be fine'.
After an extensive examination-x-rays, blood tests and other tests, the doctor was sure I had an over active gallbladder. I was admitted for tests and possible surgery. After a two-day stay, much prayer and more testing, the doctor ordered the last set of x-rays. The diagnosis upon discharge was pain of unknown origin.
On a follow-up visit I was given unexpected, shocking news. Gallbladder? No! In fact I was three months pregnant. The doctor advised me to 'abort the fetus'. The 'fetus' as they so crudely termed it was in all probability severely damaged by the many x-rays and exposure to radiation. This was never at any point an option---I immediately decided against murder! The 'fetus' was my child--not some mass of tissue.
As my unborn child grew and movement got stronger each passing day, I was tormented at times that this precious child within me might not survive.
The Holy Spirit assured me that Charles and I had made the right and only decision. Waiting on the Lord took on a totally new concept, I trusted Him completely, no reservations.
January 2, 1981 dawned crystal clear. As Charleswesley and Jacie played on the floor with their toys, I slowly made my way into the kitchen. Labor, hard, strong pains wracked my body. Quickly the four of us rushed to the hospital. I delivered our third son 9 1/2 hours later 8 lbs.5ozs.23 in. long. Jonathandavid Daniel. Our STRONG fine son, perfect in every way.
At 4 months of age, John-John was a very colicky baby. Although the pediatrician had assured us our baby was 'coming right along'. Charles and I shared the same concern; Jonathandavid still had the colic. Sleeping as little as 2 hours a night, eating constantly, and vomiting immediately, he seemed to be losing weight.
As a treat for Mom, Charles took the two oldest boys to a church retreat for the weekend. John-John and I were alone for two glorious days. I choose this prime time to pray and seek the Lord.
After a light supper, it was mealtime for John-John. He had cried constantly during the day.
The only comfort he seemed to get was when I cradled him in my arms. His cries subsided to a weak whimper. After I tried to feed him sugar water, he vomited all 4 oz. I instinctively knew something was dreadfully wrong. I called the pastor for prayer and the intercession began. We soon found we were to be tested severely, and an unseen strength from God was soon to be displayed.
John-John exhausted from crying and lack of sleep, moved about weakly on the way to the emergency room. My mind was a blur on that spring evening. The lights of the hospital appeared in the distance.
'What's wrong?"I called out to my merciful Father.
The antiseptic odor of the emergency room greeted us as we entered. John-John's breathing was shallow, and he offered no resistance as the nurse took him from me. Never leaving his side, I silently prayed as I watched the medical staff probe and examine my son. It was a matter of hours and more probing before John-John was admitted. Charles had been called and was on the way.
As I stood alone in the empty waiting room, the hours drug on endlessly and the nagging question prevailed. How can good come from a suffering child?
I reflected on the earlier months, before John-John's birth, when the devil had tried to steal our son's life. God was victorious then. "Father, you who sustained, guided and carried me then--I ask in Your Son's name, grant me the grace and strength I need for this" I prayed silently. As I saw Charles approaching, I sighed with relief. We clung together wordlessly, each in our own pain.
John-John was assigned a room and further testing was ordered. The hospital lifestyle settled in. The hours meshed into days with no affirmative answers. We were no closer to the cause of John-John's ever weakening condition.
The stress of such uncertainty began to take its ugly toll. Charles and I took turns being at the hospital. No one offered nor gave childcare for my two other sons, and without funds for a sitter, the care of our boys weighed heavily upon us. Exhaustion seemed to pour from every fiber of my body. I reluctantly left John-John for some time with our other sons.
Upon my arrival at home, I was greeted with squeals of delight from Charleswesley and Jacie. Had it been so long ago that laughter rang within these walls?
We hugged, kissed and hugged some more before busily tackling the kitchen chores. What a comfort and sense of security those small tasks can bring. We called John-John's room and after both boys chatted with their Dad it was time for baths, devotions prayers and bed. Oh the wisdom a young one has. At 7 years old Charleswesley, being the 'man of the house', gave these comforting words.
"You know Mommie, God knows we love our John-John, and need him to love and take care of. Well Mommie, I've been talking to God all day today. John-John's going to be fine" with a smile and assurance in his voice, he trotted off to bed.
Day 10,testing results still negative. Seemingly no progress. Although on I.V. drip, glucose and moderate feedings, he continued to lose ground. His weight dropped from 18 lbs. to 11 lbs.3 oz.
Day 11,the neurologist informed us our son might have brain damage, hearing loss, and blindness. On and on he droned about negative findings.
'Unto you that fear my name shall the Son of righteousness arise with healing in his wings' Malachi 4:2 I clung to that verse as our promise. I felt a peace and assurance that John-John indeed would be fine, in God's time.
Day 14 tests completed--no known cure, no diagnosis nor prognosis. Take him home. Return for follow-up treatment, handle with extreme caution. Call if anything new develops. With heavy hearts we began to pack the diaper bag. I took John-John in my arms, as tears welled up in my eyes, and began to feed him before we left the room. The nurse was giving Charles and I final instructions on special care. An internal medicine specialist came in to see if there was anything he could do. At that exact moment John-John vomited violently. "Oh" the specialist said casually, "failure to thrive". He began a regime of questions and orders to the startled nurse. Jonathandavid was to stay three more days. We hoped the new medication, formula and elevated bed would produce a weight gain and show sigifinat progress.
After 17 days of treatment there was indeed progress .A weight gain of almost 1 lb in three days. To the delight of the nurses and doctors on the day of homecoming Jonathandavid weighed 15 lbs!!
As our precious Jonathan approached his 20th birthday I am thankful for his life and the joy he brings to his family. And for our Father's mercy. He has no trace of any medical problems nor do we expect any!
"Unto you that fear
my name, shall the
Son of righteousness
arise with healing
in his wings."
Malachi 4:2
The pain that wracked my sides and lower abdomen was so severe; I doubled over and cried out to my husband Charles. Charles and our two young sons ages 7 and 4 helped me into the car. As we sped through the darkness to the hospital, our sons prayed for Mommie. As I was wheeled into the emergency room, I assured both boys "Mommie will be fine'.
After an extensive examination-x-rays, blood tests and other tests, the doctor was sure I had an over active gallbladder. I was admitted for tests and possible surgery. After a two-day stay, much prayer and more testing, the doctor ordered the last set of x-rays. The diagnosis upon discharge was pain of unknown origin.
On a follow-up visit I was given unexpected, shocking news. Gallbladder? No! In fact I was three months pregnant. The doctor advised me to 'abort the fetus'. The 'fetus' as they so crudely termed it was in all probability severely damaged by the many x-rays and exposure to radiation. This was never at any point an option---I immediately decided against murder! The 'fetus' was my child--not some mass of tissue.
As my unborn child grew and movement got stronger each passing day, I was tormented at times that this precious child within me might not survive.
The Holy Spirit assured me that Charles and I had made the right and only decision. Waiting on the Lord took on a totally new concept, I trusted Him completely, no reservations.
January 2, 1981 dawned crystal clear. As Charleswesley and Jacie played on the floor with their toys, I slowly made my way into the kitchen. Labor, hard, strong pains wracked my body. Quickly the four of us rushed to the hospital. I delivered our third son 9 1/2 hours later 8 lbs.5ozs.23 in. long. Jonathandavid Daniel. Our STRONG fine son, perfect in every way.
At 4 months of age, John-John was a very colicky baby. Although the pediatrician had assured us our baby was 'coming right along'. Charles and I shared the same concern; Jonathandavid still had the colic. Sleeping as little as 2 hours a night, eating constantly, and vomiting immediately, he seemed to be losing weight.
As a treat for Mom, Charles took the two oldest boys to a church retreat for the weekend. John-John and I were alone for two glorious days. I choose this prime time to pray and seek the Lord.
After a light supper, it was mealtime for John-John. He had cried constantly during the day.
The only comfort he seemed to get was when I cradled him in my arms. His cries subsided to a weak whimper. After I tried to feed him sugar water, he vomited all 4 oz. I instinctively knew something was dreadfully wrong. I called the pastor for prayer and the intercession began. We soon found we were to be tested severely, and an unseen strength from God was soon to be displayed.
John-John exhausted from crying and lack of sleep, moved about weakly on the way to the emergency room. My mind was a blur on that spring evening. The lights of the hospital appeared in the distance.
'What's wrong?"I called out to my merciful Father.
The antiseptic odor of the emergency room greeted us as we entered. John-John's breathing was shallow, and he offered no resistance as the nurse took him from me. Never leaving his side, I silently prayed as I watched the medical staff probe and examine my son. It was a matter of hours and more probing before John-John was admitted. Charles had been called and was on the way.
As I stood alone in the empty waiting room, the hours drug on endlessly and the nagging question prevailed. How can good come from a suffering child?
I reflected on the earlier months, before John-John's birth, when the devil had tried to steal our son's life. God was victorious then. "Father, you who sustained, guided and carried me then--I ask in Your Son's name, grant me the grace and strength I need for this" I prayed silently. As I saw Charles approaching, I sighed with relief. We clung together wordlessly, each in our own pain.
John-John was assigned a room and further testing was ordered. The hospital lifestyle settled in. The hours meshed into days with no affirmative answers. We were no closer to the cause of John-John's ever weakening condition.
The stress of such uncertainty began to take its ugly toll. Charles and I took turns being at the hospital. No one offered nor gave childcare for my two other sons, and without funds for a sitter, the care of our boys weighed heavily upon us. Exhaustion seemed to pour from every fiber of my body. I reluctantly left John-John for some time with our other sons.
Upon my arrival at home, I was greeted with squeals of delight from Charleswesley and Jacie. Had it been so long ago that laughter rang within these walls?
We hugged, kissed and hugged some more before busily tackling the kitchen chores. What a comfort and sense of security those small tasks can bring. We called John-John's room and after both boys chatted with their Dad it was time for baths, devotions prayers and bed. Oh the wisdom a young one has. At 7 years old Charleswesley, being the 'man of the house', gave these comforting words.
"You know Mommie, God knows we love our John-John, and need him to love and take care of. Well Mommie, I've been talking to God all day today. John-John's going to be fine" with a smile and assurance in his voice, he trotted off to bed.
Day 10,testing results still negative. Seemingly no progress. Although on I.V. drip, glucose and moderate feedings, he continued to lose ground. His weight dropped from 18 lbs. to 11 lbs.3 oz.
Day 11,the neurologist informed us our son might have brain damage, hearing loss, and blindness. On and on he droned about negative findings.
'Unto you that fear my name shall the Son of righteousness arise with healing in his wings' Malachi 4:2 I clung to that verse as our promise. I felt a peace and assurance that John-John indeed would be fine, in God's time.
Day 14 tests completed--no known cure, no diagnosis nor prognosis. Take him home. Return for follow-up treatment, handle with extreme caution. Call if anything new develops. With heavy hearts we began to pack the diaper bag. I took John-John in my arms, as tears welled up in my eyes, and began to feed him before we left the room. The nurse was giving Charles and I final instructions on special care. An internal medicine specialist came in to see if there was anything he could do. At that exact moment John-John vomited violently. "Oh" the specialist said casually, "failure to thrive". He began a regime of questions and orders to the startled nurse. Jonathandavid was to stay three more days. We hoped the new medication, formula and elevated bed would produce a weight gain and show sigifinat progress.
After 17 days of treatment there was indeed progress .A weight gain of almost 1 lb in three days. To the delight of the nurses and doctors on the day of homecoming Jonathandavid weighed 15 lbs!!
As our precious Jonathan approached his 20th birthday I am thankful for his life and the joy he brings to his family. And for our Father's mercy. He has no trace of any medical problems nor do we expect any!
Sunday, March 4, 2012
THE LATTER DAYS HERE NOW not much longer till the RAPTURE!!
The Cults & Deceivers Appear To Be Teachers of God
There is an abundance of Scripture regarding false teachers, false prophets, cults, etc. The Scriptures show clearly how skillful these can be.
Matt 7:15 tells how they "come to you in SHEEP'S CLOTHING (they look like the real thing), but inwardly they are RAVENING WOLVES.
Luke11:44 says regarding the Bible teachers of that time, which also applies to today, "Ye are as Graves which appear not."
They are leading people to their death—to hell, yet they appear to be authentic. Those that follow their false teachings "are not aware of them." Those that follow these false teachers are deceived and don’t know it. These false teachers or cults—
Matt 23:27 Are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward.
They appear pure and holy and look really good outwardly. They look like true men of God; however, Jesus tells us that "within (they are) full of Dead men's bones, and of all Uncleanness."
Within, these cults are dead and have led many to spiritual death—to hell. These cults.
2 Cor 11:13 For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into the apostles of Christ.
But this should be no surprise, as
2 Cor 11:14 And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light.
The cults, the false teachers, prophets, and religions look like the real thing. They appear to be ministers of righteousness.
2 Cor 11:15 Therefore it is no great thing if his Ministers (Satan’s ministers) also be Transformed as the Ministers of Righteousness.
They may seem very loving and knowledgeable in the Bible or "another Gospel." They may give large sums of money to the poor and do wonderful works. Yet they are still ministers of confusion and deceit.
6 - The Darkness Does Not Understand; They Distort The Bible and Say the Deceased Are In Heaven When They Are Actually in Hell
Satan’s ministers do not know or understand that they are Satan’s ministers. They are convinced that they are walking in truth. How horrible it has been for those that have died without Christ—without being born-again. How terrifying it is when a person dies and is in hell, yet a so-called minister of God stands over their dead body, saying he is in heaven or in a better place. It is written:
John 1:5 "And the Light (which is Jesus, the true, narrow Way, the Truth, and the Life) shineth in the Darkness; and the Darkness Comprehended (or understood) it not.
Matt 6:23 If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness!
If a person thinks his understanding is truth when it is deception or darkness, the darkness in him is great. It is hard to reach him with the truth. Even if one rose from the dead to testify to him, he may reject it.
I John 2:11 But he that... walketh in darkness,... knoweth not whither he goeth, because that darkness hath blinded his eyes.
A person that walks in deceit, does not understand that he will perish forever, because the darkness blinds him from seeing or understanding.
They sincerely believe that they are right, as did the Pharisees, scribes, lawyers, Sadducees, and others that are now in hell. Jesus proved beyond any doubt by the Word and miracles that He was from God and was God. Jesus told them plainly they were of their father the devil, yet they could not believe Him. http://so4j.com/cults-and-false-teachings.php#cults__appear_to_be_teachers_of_god
There is an abundance of Scripture regarding false teachers, false prophets, cults, etc. The Scriptures show clearly how skillful these can be.
Matt 7:15 tells how they "come to you in SHEEP'S CLOTHING (they look like the real thing), but inwardly they are RAVENING WOLVES.
Luke11:44 says regarding the Bible teachers of that time, which also applies to today, "Ye are as Graves which appear not."
They are leading people to their death—to hell, yet they appear to be authentic. Those that follow their false teachings "are not aware of them." Those that follow these false teachers are deceived and don’t know it. These false teachers or cults—
Matt 23:27 Are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward.
They appear pure and holy and look really good outwardly. They look like true men of God; however, Jesus tells us that "within (they are) full of Dead men's bones, and of all Uncleanness."
Within, these cults are dead and have led many to spiritual death—to hell. These cults.
2 Cor 11:13 For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into the apostles of Christ.
But this should be no surprise, as
2 Cor 11:14 And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light.
The cults, the false teachers, prophets, and religions look like the real thing. They appear to be ministers of righteousness.
2 Cor 11:15 Therefore it is no great thing if his Ministers (Satan’s ministers) also be Transformed as the Ministers of Righteousness.
They may seem very loving and knowledgeable in the Bible or "another Gospel." They may give large sums of money to the poor and do wonderful works. Yet they are still ministers of confusion and deceit.
6 - The Darkness Does Not Understand; They Distort The Bible and Say the Deceased Are In Heaven When They Are Actually in Hell
Satan’s ministers do not know or understand that they are Satan’s ministers. They are convinced that they are walking in truth. How horrible it has been for those that have died without Christ—without being born-again. How terrifying it is when a person dies and is in hell, yet a so-called minister of God stands over their dead body, saying he is in heaven or in a better place. It is written:
John 1:5 "And the Light (which is Jesus, the true, narrow Way, the Truth, and the Life) shineth in the Darkness; and the Darkness Comprehended (or understood) it not.
Matt 6:23 If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness!
If a person thinks his understanding is truth when it is deception or darkness, the darkness in him is great. It is hard to reach him with the truth. Even if one rose from the dead to testify to him, he may reject it.
I John 2:11 But he that... walketh in darkness,... knoweth not whither he goeth, because that darkness hath blinded his eyes.
A person that walks in deceit, does not understand that he will perish forever, because the darkness blinds him from seeing or understanding.
They sincerely believe that they are right, as did the Pharisees, scribes, lawyers, Sadducees, and others that are now in hell. Jesus proved beyond any doubt by the Word and miracles that He was from God and was God. Jesus told them plainly they were of their father the devil, yet they could not believe Him. http://so4j.com/cults-and-false-teachings.php#cults__appear_to_be_teachers_of_god
HAVING OPPOSITION FROM garbage mouth???FOLLOW INSTRUCTIONS TO THE TEE
Father these precious children so innocent need you NOW the forces of evil are running unabated as you well know--Place your hedge of protection and guardian angels above before behund and beside these children--YOU know the plans YOU have for these wee ones--so Father t that said I am taking the authority you gave us as your children--Devil in the name of JESUS I cast YOU and your sick demons to the pit of hell take your lying scummy hands of these children and all children world wide,GO TO HELL we BIND YOU AND YOUR DEMONS AND LOOSE YOU TO HELL--Father praise you for the healing touch and safety for these precious children Loose the spirit of safety,healing and total peace over the children (and my son as well) YOU PROMISED US FATHER and we STAND ON THIS PROMISE:Matthew 18:18
Verily I say unto you, Whatsoever ye shall bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever ye shall loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven. I ALWAYS REMAIN IN THE MASTERS SERVICE
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Teresa Salzwedel Amen and amen!!!!!
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Donna Schmier When garbage mouth destroyer rattles the chains of hate fear and destruction SHOUT THE SCRIPTURES PUT ON THE WHOLE ARMOR of GOD not just some of it--Take your sword (Eph.6:10-18) and slice that devil and his many demons to pieces that's WHY IT IS A TWO EDGED SWORD--it will cut BOTH WAYS--(SWORD--S---WORD) USE IT we win in the end but we DO have many battles to engage in before the RAPTURE:) IN THE MASTERS SERVICE
Verily I say unto you, Whatsoever ye shall bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever ye shall loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven. I ALWAYS REMAIN IN THE MASTERS SERVICE
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Teresa Salzwedel Amen and amen!!!!!
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Donna Schmier When garbage mouth destroyer rattles the chains of hate fear and destruction SHOUT THE SCRIPTURES PUT ON THE WHOLE ARMOR of GOD not just some of it--Take your sword (Eph.6:10-18) and slice that devil and his many demons to pieces that's WHY IT IS A TWO EDGED SWORD--it will cut BOTH WAYS--(SWORD--S---WORD) USE IT we win in the end but we DO have many battles to engage in before the RAPTURE:) IN THE MASTERS SERVICE
Saturday, March 3, 2012
ANNOUNCEMENT OF UPCOMING BIRTH OF #4 GRANDCHILD of Charles and Melody
Father we praise you for this wonderful new life which is growing under melody's heart.For the blessing of a VERY HEALTHY baby and a VERY proud Dad and Mom--Thank you for the gift of life and the joy this new blessing will bring to the family-For the honor of being this blessings grandmother (you can call me HONEY like Kaden does).Praise you for keeping melody and Baby Dumplin (and Melody's Mom and Dad and family and me) in the palm of your hand. In Jesus name A-Men
HIS THOUGHTS:)
Ever wonder what the Lord is up to??Can't figure it out how things will work out?? Well my brothers and sisters I have the answer and I ALWAYS REMAIN IN THE MASTERS SERVICE:
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9 KJV
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9 KJV
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