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A Master of Disguise

Due to extended family schedules, this year, we decided to celebrate Christmas this weekend. Like a Christmas without snow, it just won’t seem the same to me; but I choose to make the best of it and made plans of cookie decorating with my grandchildren on Saturday. The enemy, however, the author of sickness and disease, decided to try to rob me of my family Christmas altogether, by trying to take me down. It was Wednesday night, about 9pm, when I started feeling chilled. Where I work, we are always cold, but this felt different. Several other symptoms soon developed that mimicked a milder version of terrible covid I had experienced a few years ago, but this time I was prepared and refused it with the Word.

There is a window of time, right when you feel that first symptom–you know that feeling, it’s like a suggestion. It’s like it, because it is! That is your moment to refuse to accept it. You don’t toy with it, don’t think about it, just plain refuse it! Speak out loud to it–No! Sickness, you’re not coming here. Devil you’re not taking my Christmas! You can’t have my body. I refuse you–I rebuke you in Jesus Name!

“The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous man runs into it and is safe.” Proverbs 18:10

I drove home declaring the Word over my body and was grateful my dog was already in bed when I got there, because that is exactly where I wanted to be. Racked with chills, I put an extra down comforter over the other one, climbed under the heap of down-feathers and went to sleep declaring the Word. An hour an a half later, the chills are gone but it wasn’t time to relax the Word, not yet, instead it was time to double down. This was at 1:30 am. I went to sleep once more, declaring the Word, and at 3:00 woke up totally healed! Praise Jesus!

The next day I told my son what had happened and praised the Lord all day, feeling wonderful but tired. I had fought a battle. Then came . . .

Round Two.

I was fine all day Thursday, until the afternoon, when the devil changed his disguise and I suddenly started to cough. At first it was just a cough or two, but it kept increasing, and suddenly noticed my lungs feeling heavy and paining out my back. I took a deep breath and at the same time saw an image of my lungs shattering like they were made of thin ice that cracked all over and fell to the ground. My lungs felt like broken glass and the devil whispered–you have pneumonia. This is the first time I ever ‘saw’ his suggestion in a vision and I can’t believe the audacity of him hitting me again. Oh, that didn’t work? Well how ’bout this–will you believe this????

NO!

He is a master of disguises and they are all the direct opposite of what the Word says.

What do you choose to believe?

I went to bed coughing every few minutes, and in between the coughs declaring the Word over my body and rebuking the sickness once again.

Once again, just a few hours later, I woke up in the middle of the night, no longer coughing and able to take a deep breath with absolutely no pain–completely healed.

Glory to God!!!

So this morning I was asking Him, “Lord, what should I do? Should I tell my family what I went through, only to have them doubt and lose my time with my grandchildren after all?” He simply said, “Testify.”

I wish for you to understand, when the enemy throws sickness at you, you don’t have to accept it. Speak the Word against it; and when it seems like it’s getting stronger, that is not the time to give up and accept it–it’s the time to double down. Command it to leave in Jesus Name!

You are not healed when you see the symptoms leave your body. You are healed when He paid the price for your healing at the cross. We are simply defending our right to His Promises. Divine Healing belongs to you. It is your God-given right to be healed but it is by faith that we receive His Promise of healing.

By faith we defend our body from attack.

I have never experienced the enemy trying so hard as to put two different forms of sickness on me in two different but consecutive days before. It tends to make me think that this is going to be one of the best Christmas’ ever!

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed.” I Peter 2:24

“I will extol thee, O Lord, who has drawn me up, and has not let my foes rejoice over me. O Lord my God, I cried to thee for help, and thou hast healed me.” Psalms 30:1-2

Faith’s Gift

Sep7

The first time we met, he was in an alley, and very drunk. He yelled at me to go home. “Go home” he said, “We don’t want you here!” and I replied, “I’m sorry you feel that way, but I’m staying.”

Rather than deter me, he worked his way into my heart.

I know one shouldn’t have favorites, but my list of favorites seems to keep growing every week and he is way up there at the top. Maybe because he had tried so hard to reject me–maybe because I could see beyond the wall of pain.

He’s one of our veterans . . .

living and trying to cope on the streets, along with many many others; vets and non-vets, men, women and children, stuck in that same relentless trap.

I had been reading an article about a group that was feeding the homeless in a park. They had started during Covid and were now going to continue, by moving to a local shelter for the winter. When they found out that if one doesn’t stay at the shelter, they can’t eat there, they continued serving at both–faithfully, all year long. The Lord weighed in, as I read the article, and spoke to me, “The people they serve are much like the prisoners you write for.” When I agreed, He continued. “Then why don’t you go help them.” It was more of a statement than a question and I didn’t hesitate.

“Ok!”

I sent them an email and they graciously opened their hearts to me, inviting me to ‘give it a try’ that week. I never looked back. It has been my favorite night of the week ever since, and a tremendous gift to serve such appreciative, wonderful guests!

So this ‘belligerent’ guy became my friend that I saw only once a week. When he isn’t drinking he is a sweet, gentle soul. It’s the vodka that made him mean, but it really wasn’t that was it? The vodka was his means of coping with a life out of control. A life that had become too hard to face without it. It was vodka that he reached for when his heart just couldn’t bear it anymore. I hear so many criticize the homeless, and give their mighty opinions of how they should be ‘handled’ or even not helped.

I wonder how those criticizers would fare if they tried even just one day in their bitter situation.

So, we got to talking a couple winters later, and I told him he was the first person I met when I had started. I related to him what he had said to me and I was smiling, not condemning. “I said that?!” he replied. “Oh, that d… vodka! I should never drink that stuff!” It wasn’t long after, that he seemed to be getting more fragile. He was very thin and having trouble walking–far too many years of hardship, out in the elements. I told him I was praying for him. He seemed a little embarrassed and befuddled at that. That season ended and I moved to serving in the park. He didn’t come the next winter which was a bitter, bitter cold one. I prayed that he be healed, warm, and safe. The next year, when he didn’t return, I asked everyone that knew him, if they had seen him; but only one responded vaguely positive; they thought they had heard he was still around. I missed him and tried not to worry, but continued to trust God–Who knows everything!

The Gift!

I think it’s been about a year and half now and this week I was given an incredible gift!

Running an errand on my way to work that day, took me down an alley I don’t usually travel. He was there! When he saw me, his face lit up! Maybe he was reflecting my own shining face, for I was so happy to see him–but no, his face revealed the countenance of a changed man.

We talked for a bit and he told me that he no longer drinks and he has been able to sleep. His face was now fleshed out, he looked rested and years younger. It was evident that his heart is no longer tormented. He went on to say he has been working, and is making plans to move back home in a few weeks, to where he grew up. If that wasn’t enough, he’d saved the biggest gift for last . . . the docs had worked him over and ran scans and tests, reporting that his liver is in excellent shape! He laughed and said he told them maybe they’d better run that again. We both know that after all that hard drinking, there is only one possible way for him to have an excellent liver–NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD!

Our huge smiles matched this time as he said, “I’d better get outta here.” His face shown as he spoke his parting words to me–

“Keep the Faith!”

There’s no other way to go!

My friend knows Jesus–everything’s gonna be alright!

All Glory Be to God!

“He will care for the needy and neglected when they cry to him for help. The humble and helpless will know his kindness, for with a father’s compassion he will save their souls. They will be rescued from tyranny and torture, for their lifeblood is precious in his eyes.” Psalm 72:12-14 TPT

“He responds to the prayer of the poor and broken and will not despise the cry of the homeless.” Psalm 102:17 TPT

“Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being changed into his likeness from one degree of glory to another, for this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit.” 2 Corinthians 3:17-18 RSV

Miracle Progress

Jul10

Hello Reader,

I am excited to announce an update on the miracle God has been working in my eyes. If you are new to this blog, welcome! You may read about the origin of the miracle in the post titled, “A Miracle in Progress.” It details the event when I woke up in December, blind in both eyes. The Lord was so faithful in preparing me for that. Not that I knew I would wake up blind, but He told me to study about entering into His rest, two weeks ahead. That preparation so filled me with trust, that the morning I woke up not seeing I wasn’t afraid but spoke out loud, “This blindness will not remain. I will see again!”

And, I did.

I won’t go over that part anymore, but you may read about it by scrolling back to the original post. I urge you to do so–

His miracles are so great!

So, the last I left you, I was being seen by a cornea specialist–about every 4-5 days. In January, he determined the situation resolved, left me on an ointment for a week more and drops again–indefinitely. I tried to comply, but the drops were hurting my eyes again, much like before the blindness. I actually had prayed before all this blindness had happened, asking the Lord to get me off the drops because they were hurting me; and to bring forth the full manifestation of my healing–no more glaucoma!

One day, I was really wrestling with the fact that God had restored my vision, so much that I no longer needed to wear any correction, even though my eyes had been worse than 20/400 throughout my life; but I was still on drops! I wanted to take the leap, but the doctors have always said you can’t feel the pressure and you can go blind from the damage of high pressure.

Basically, I believed, but I was chicken.

I went to work that day and a guy I work with came by and out of the blue said, “Are you still taking those drops?” When I replied yes, he said it again, leaning in and looking me straight in the eye, with a look that said, Why? I knew it was from the Lord encouraging me to leap, and stopped them that night. Ironically, a month later, I told the same guy that I stopped them, figuring he would be excited about it, but he became a bit upset. He quickly backtracked and said I should talk to my doctor about it. I told him I had an appointment; I just didn’t tell him that my appointment was for 5 months away.

In May I took a vacation. . .

and met some wonderful people from Dublin, who were on vacation as well. It’s a long story, but the short version is the Lord drew me to buy a t-shirt that I didn’t like, so I would take it back the next day and, therefore, meet these people. I know it was His plan, because they didn’t have the size I needed for my Granddaughter, 5-6. Then the Lord said, “There is one, but it’s in the wrong place.” He indicated that it was in the size 1-3 stack. I told the lady I believed there was one in the wrong size and when I went for that 1-3 size stack, she became upset. “Well, it’s not in there!” I paid her no mind, but went right for the color I wanted, half way down the stack, plucked it out from the middle and it was indeed a 5-6! The Lord had hidden it there for me!

The lady’s mouth dropped right open!

Anyway, all this put me walking with these 3 lovely people from Dublin and we got to talking. The man said something like it must have been hard to come all this way by myself. My opening to tell him about the blindness. “Not as hard as it could have been before my miracle.” They became very alert and wanted details. It turns out the woman is an ophthalmologist and her son is medical as well. She was on her way to a 2-day ophthalmology conference. After hearing my testimony, she replied, “That’s impossible.” “You can never get rid of Glaucoma.” I replied, “Nothing is impossible with God.” She seemed bristled, and I understand. She is defending what she knows to be true, but at the same time, I was defending what I know to be TRUE–and it’s a higher Truth that trumps all!

If I hadn’t had to go back and return the t-shirt, I never would have met new friends from Dublin.

The doctors are wrong about not being able to feel glaucoma pressure. After leaving those people, I had a battle of faith. I could feel the pressure so strong, at times it felt like my eyes would explode. I expect there was likely much discussion about it at that medical conference and likely mostly nay-saying. Our words and even the words of others are not to be taken lightly. Words are powerful. Don’t negate someone’s healing by your words. Pray for them. Encourage them. Speak the Word to them; but don’t tell them it can’t be done.

Nothing is impossible with God!

Sometimes we aren’t handed our miracle on a platter, but must take a stance! You see the enemy wanted me back in bondage to those drops. I refused to budge. I spoke my healing and spoke to my eyes–stood my ground.

Never give up!

You were healed when Jesus bore that beating to pay the price for your healing. By faith you bring that promise into this realm. When you pray–receive! Believe and receive it done, right then! I have said it before and I will keep saying it–so many live by their senses. They will believe it, when they see it or feel it. Until then, they don’t think they are healed. Sadly, that kind of mindset usually doesn’t produce healing. That is more doubt than faith. It is challenging the Word, expecting it not to happen, rather than believing that it will–that it is already True! It’s a “prove it to me” attitude that doesn’t please Him, because it’s not truly faith.

He acts on His Word–Unwavering Faith–Trust.

So, I ended up seeing those lovely people many times on that trip, and I hope that one day I can go visit them in Dublin. We exchanged information and I was elated to send them a text today with my news!

Drum Roll Please . . .

My doctor, when she heard that I was off the drops, said she respected my faith but couldn’t sleep nights if my pressure is high. That day her tech had taken the pressure with a hand-held instrument and it read high. For some reason she didn’t re-take the pressure, which she always does. I expect, knowing I was off the drops, that she expected it to be high so didn’t question it. She said that she respected my faith, but asked that we meet in the middle. She wanted to send me to a specialist/surgeon to evaluate. Her intent was that he could put tubes in my eyes to drain and relieve the pressure or a stent. I agreed to go.

I am sure this was all in God’s plan!

You see, in going there, I was taken care of by 5 different techs. They all had a job to do and put me through a battery of tests and full dilation. Each one heard my testimony and then looked astounded when they entered my new stats along side the prior records. “Wow, that’s quite a difference!”

The specialist listened, examined, took pressure, took it again. I continued the story as he typed in findings, and as he started typing a letter to my eye doctor, also a glaucoma specialist, his smile got broader and broader with each new fact.

The FACT of the matter is . . .

He turned and said to me. “You don’t need surgery. You don’t need drops. You don’t need anything because you don’t have glaucoma! You have been off drops for 5 months and your pressure is in the low teens–normal. Your eyes are healthy. You haven’t lost vision. There is only one tiny spot, in the left eye, that had prior nerve damage from years ago that has not gotten any worse.”

“You don’t have glaucoma!”

He also said that those hand-held instruments are not reliable. I agreed. Another time that it was used on me, the reading then as well, was tremendously higher than the re-take ten minutes later.

With a big smile on his face, he sent the letter off to my doctor and said he wanted me to follow up with her in 3-4 months. I can’t wait! I want to see her reaction to all the Lord has done. I know she will be happy for me because she was the one that, twice, saw from field testing that I had regained peripheral vision. Twice! The first time she said, “You’ve regained vision, but that’s impossible.” I replied . . .

Nothing is impossible with God!

She agreed.

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed. For you were straying like sheep, but now have returned to the Shepherd and Guardian of your souls.” I Peter 2:24-25

“And Jesus answered them, ‘Have faith in God. Truly, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Be taken up and cast into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that what he says will come to pass, it will be done for him. Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours. And whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone; so that your Father also who is in heaven may forgive you your trespasses.” Mark 11:22-26

“Jesus looked at them and said, ‘With men it is impossible, but not with God; for all things are possible with God.'” Matthew 19:26

Please continue to keep me in your prayers as my miracle continues. There is just a bit more ‘tweaking’ to be done for it to be fully manifested. My left eye sees perfectly, but the right eye is 20/40. This is a huge change from the 20/400 it used to be!

I am fully expecting it to be 20/20 when all is said and done. Thank you so much readers, for your faithfulness!

Lori J. O’Neil

All Glory Be to God!

His Healing Power

Oct20

On July 25th, 2022, I posted the story of Peppi’s miraculous healing of cancer. This stage 4 cancer was his third round and it was in his brain, face, neck, shoulders and was going into his bones, but not anymore! To date, 4 CT scans and a PET scan are proof that God has given him a new life.

There is no longer cancer anywhere in his body!

Glory to God!!!

You may read about it in the post “Nothing is too Complicated for God.” At that time I had said that there were two others that I would write about at a later time. I had intended to, much sooner, but I have been totally focused on getting my next book finished. I am very happy to announce that the book is now written and edits are complete. It is now ready for the cover designer and then a sample will be ordered for approval. Almost there! I expect it to be out in early to mid December.

Patty has given me permission to share the goodness of God and of His unsurpassed Healing Power, in her life, with you.

I was shocked the day I heard that Patty had breast cancer again, for she was a survivor from many years ago. Eighteen years, she tells me. Who would have thought, after all that time, that she would be facing that vile disease once again. I am so proud of Patty, because she was prepared and she faced this giant with her hand firmly tucked in Jesus.’ Though she chose to do chemo, her faith was in God to see her through.

There was a time when that would have bothered me, as if giving a mixed message. Wavering, so to speak, but Keith Moore, of Moore Life Ministries said something one time that set me free. He said, “You don’t deny it’s there, you deny its right to stay.” “You use every tool you’ve been given.” That so helped me to see sickness and disease in perspective. Jesus took sickness and disease upon Himself that you not have to have it. Therefore you are healed. When you put your trust in Jesus, and receive what He did for you on the Cross, you are no longer a victim. You are victorious in Christ Jesus!

You are the healed–sickness and disease the trespasser!

You have God-given rights to demand it to leave!

“He personally carried our sins in His body on the cross [willingly offering Himself on it, as on an altar of sacrifice], so that we might die to sin [becoming immune from the penalty and power of sin] and live for righteousness; for by His wounds you [who believe] have been healed.” 1Peter 2:24 AMPB

So, each one of us must look into our tool belts to see how and with what we must fight, when faced with the tough decisions in life. That is not the time to find you have an empty tool belt; for you can be taken under while you are out gathering what you need. If you are a Christian, you have been given everything you need to live victorious in this life. It is all written there for you in the Word, the Holy Bible. It is filled with promises and tools that are yours to keep, know and to wield, when the enemy would try his best to take you down; but it is up to you to dig them out, sharpen what you have and be prepared. Don’t wait until you need them. Find them, sharpen them every day, make use of them and be ready!

So, Patty asked for her Church to lay hands on her and pray. When her doctor spoke the c word to her–she took it immediately to God. During this prayer, she felt the Fire-of-God Anointing shoot through her breast and it is with this physical manifestation and the assurance of the Word, that she knew it was going to be alright.

This was her belief and confession and she stuck to it!

Halfway through treatments her platelets dropped dangerously low. A drug they were giving her, seemed to be attacking her adrenal and pituitary glands and she became very dizzy and was passing out. In this weakened state, she was hospitalized and was found to have Covid. They kept her there until the Covid was over its course. Sending her home, a steroid she had been on was greatly reduced, and after just a couple of days she became too weak to lift her head. An ambulance was called and thankfully they were there, for her heart stopped and they brought her back to life. She died again in the hospital, and was brought back to life and now suffered with three broken ribs from coding.

When Patty was finally able to be home and become strong enough to return to her doctor, he ran a PET (positron emission tomography) scan to determine how far the cancer had spread. It had been a month with no chemo at all and the last they had looked it was still in her breast; and had spread to the lymph nodes in her arm pit.

This scan however was different, for it showed that there was no longer any cancer anywhere!

Glory to God!!!

Patty is doing well and getting stronger every day. She still has some issues, caused from the drugs that she was given, but no cancer. There are side effects to medicine, but each must make their own decisions of the path they will take when faced with sickness and disease.

Be a support, not a condemning voice.

The other person is someone also very near and dear to me, but I forgot to ask specifically if I may say who she is, so I will leave it anonymous.

This person had cancer in the lower intestine/upper colon area and chose to have surgery. Her situation is a mystery because, post surgery, her surgeon visited her in her hospital room and gave her ‘the talk.’ He told her they got 50% of the cancer and that it was in the lymph nodes. They talked about the fact that she didn’t want to go the chemo route and he concluded that the cancer would then just take its course. Many people had been in prayer for her, as were for Patty. The next time she saw the surgeon, she asked him what she was to expect, as far as pain, and if it would likely go into her bones etc. His reply was puzzling, but great news . . .

“You don’t have any cancer, go and live your life!”

*Update: The person from the colon cancer healing recently had another, doctor ordered, follow-up scan. Again he told her that it looked like there was another tumor. She states that she stood her ground, told the devil that he would not be putting this back on her, maintaining her stance in peace. Her faith and trust remained fixed on the Lord! Her doctor got back to her later to tell her that he was wrong–there is no cancer anywhere!

Glory to God!!!

We’re still not exactly sure what happened, but conclude all good things come from Him! Three different people took three entirely different paths, but all three put their trust in Him and all three are cancer free!

Again I shout–

Glory to God!

“Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, And He saved them from their distresses. He sent His word and healed them, And rescued them from their destruction. Let them give thanks to the Lord for His lovingkindness, And for His wonderful acts to the children of men! And let them offer the sacrifices of thanksgiving, And speak of His deeds with shouts of joy!” Psalm 107:19-22 AMPB

You may read about Peppi’s full transformation testimony in my new book about to go to print. Peppi is a former prisoner, and it is an amazing testimony of God’s loving redemption. God stopped my writing, for He had Peppi on His heart, and He wanted him to be in this book! I had never met and had not even seen Peppi before, but God spoke to me to take my books to a coffee shop. He said He had someone He wanted me to give them to. Peppi’s, is the final testimony in the “His Voice in My Heart” series; a message appropriately titled, “Peppi’s New Life.”

All Glory Be to God, Amen!

Nothing is too Insignificant for God

Jul23

Yesterday, my daughter and I spent the entire day together. It is rare that we can carve time together and this time was one of the best! We went to Glen Arbor, our favorite summer getaway, had lunch and shopped in the village’s quaint little shops; topping this peaceful, sunny day off at the beach with a picnic. It was a tranquil day that was healing to my heart, and that’s right where I’ll keep it!

The Lord gave my daughter something else to remember from that day. A glimpse at how much He cares for us, by an answer to prayer that only He could do!

As we enjoyed our picnic, in a sheltered space that was surrounded with beach shrubbery and hidden from people, a sudden little gust of wind took our grocery bag away. It was held down with a heavy object but this didn’t seem to bother the wind as it quickly snatched it from us. Before we could get up and down to the water, it was already out way too deep and steadily heading out in spite of the waves heading in. It bothered me that we had just littered, but there was no way to reach it as we watched it, amazingly, continue to stay afloat. I was troubled that my receipt went with it, thinking that my name was probably on it. It troubled me so much that I prayed and asked the Lord to bring it back, and then commanded it to come back to me, in Jesus Name! By now 20 minutes or more had gone by and we had walked up and down the beach, continuing to marvel that we could still see the bag bobbing on the waves; as far out as our eyes could see.

I was standing on the edge of the water when I looked down, just as a receipt arrived from the water and met my toes.

You know, my name wasn’t on that receipt after all, but everything I had bought was. It was my receipt, and it spoke volumes to my daughter about answered prayer. About our wonderful Lord, who loves us so much that He cares about the little, seemingly, insignificant things–significant enough to bother us.

That’s our King!

His Name is Jesus!

“Cast all your anxieties on him, for he cares about you.” I Peter 5:7

“Truly, truly, I say to you, he who believes in me will also do the works that I do; and greater works than these will he do, because I go to the Father. Whatever you ask in my name, I will do it, that the Father may be glorified in the Son; if you ask anything in my name, I will do it.” John 14:12-14

Faith in a Faithful God

Nov2

Hello Reader, it’s so good to see you again. I have missed you.

It has been a very different year for me, and I wish I could say that I understand it all, but that would not be true. I live by faith that I will grow more and more in understanding every day.

The Lord is GOOD!

I was working on my next book; the third in the, “His Voice in My Heart” series, when the Lord called a rest. He simply said, “Why don’t you think more toward spring, rather than Christmas?” “Ok, sure.” So, I thought He wanted me to take it at a slower pace and with that in mind, I kept dabbling at it. He has a way of making His point, when we just don’t seem to get it; and His ‘way’ of choice was to pull the anointing–much like turning out the light. I could either sit there in the dark or take the hint. Either way, I will not be writing without Him–not by ability, or by choice!

Understand, this is just not my work!

This “rest” has taken me through some growing pains, but it was when I embraced it all, and said to the Lord, “Seasons change and this will too; don’t let me miss what I am to learn in this!” That was the moment that things began to turn.

Abide!

So as I emerge with an inkling that I will soon be writing that book again, the Lord has given me a testimony to share . . .

Back when I was writing, I was getting a nudge in my heart that I would be needing a new computer. As it seemed to be working fine, except for the keyboard getting a little glitchy and battery showing it’s age, I sort of shelved the nudge for later. Soon after, He stopped my writing. My computer became just a source to connect to work and check on accounts; so all the more I wasn’t looking into replacing it.

One day, I wasn’t even sitting at my computer, but a cup of coffee was; and as I fussed with stuff nearby, somehow I managed to slap that cup of coffee all over the keyboard of my laptop. Rushing it to the laptop hospital, that night, it came to me again about getting a new computer; though the other one was working except for the keyboard. So, I started looking online and the next day, locally, asked to see an open box computer that said “fair condition.” The outside of the box declared scratches and dents, missing cords, pen and paperwork. However, I was in a hurry and didn’t read the statement sticker on the box. I asked to see the computer itself and when the salesman unboxed it, neither of us could find a scratch on it. Being in a hurry, I asked him if it had the cord, and He replied, “Yes.” Not checking to confirm, but trusting what he said, I bought it–big mistake! I got home later and found that it not only didn’t have the pen and paperwork, but no cords; nothing but the computer itself. I took the whole box apart and found that it was just as the sticker stated.

How could I be so irresponsible?

I looked up all the parts that I was missing and found that it would cost close to $250 to replace them. I decided to just take it all back and order a new one the next day. It was disappointing, because I thought I was getting a good deal.

The next morning I was about to go there, first thing, when the Lord spoke to me to look in the box. I obeyed, but reminded the Lord that I had taken everything out of that box, even the little false bottom box that holds the computer up higher in the box, but there was nothing. He must have smiled at that, because when I pulled out that little black box from the bottom, this time it was heavy! There, in that box, were the cord, the pen and the instructions. Everything that the sticker on the box declared missing–all were new, still in wrapping.

I rejoiced!

I was especially glad, because they called to say they couldn’t get the keyboard for my computer and told me to come and get my laptop while they searched for one. They sent me home with a loaner USB keyboard, that I used to transfer all my stuff to a USB storage and then to the new computer. I used the old laptop for two weeks, even loaded Photoshop on it and used it, which is a big file. In two weeks time they called to say they got the keyboard and I took the laptop in for them to replace the keyboard. After a weeks vacation, I called to ask about my computer only to hear that they couldn’t even boot it up. I was shocked. It had been working just fine! He said he would continue to work on it, but said someone must have spilled something on it. I told him “Yeah, I told you that when I took it in.” So I had my new computer and wasn’t in a hurry, but hoped they could fix it as the Photo Shop is now incompatible with the new technology in my computer.

In the meantime, I was enjoying my new computer so much, and was careful not to eat near it. One day however, I just set a bowl of cereal down by it, to move my computer out of the way, and somehow history repeated itself and I slapped that bowl of cereal all over my new computer! Oh no, not again! I called immediately, an hour before they closed, and begged him to open the computer and dry it out right away. The keyboard wasn’t working, the video wouldn’t play and other things were scrambling fast. He agreed and I rushed it to the laptop hospital to share a room right next to my other computer. How could this be happening??

I wanted to stay to hear the verdict, but they wouldn’t let me hang around. I went home with my heart heavy and mind whirling; so very mad at myself for not learning the lesson the first time! Pulling into my driveway, I got out to get the mail. Right then, the Lord spoke, strong, right from my chest. “Your computer is going to be all right.” He said it twice. I expect He wanted to confirm it because I was so upset. It was so clearly His Voice.

Clinging to those words, I waited.

It came to me, that weekend, about what had happened with my other computer. In revelation, I knew that they didn’t open and clean it when I first took it in. In fact, it came to me, that they didn’t open it at all until they went to replace the keyboard. I decided right then to give it to the Lord. As hard as it is to lose a working computer, I felt that I needed to let it go and be thankful for the new one, that He said would be ok.

When the guy called to tell me the computer was working, but the old one still was not, I point-blank, but without emotion, stated that he didn’t open it to dry it out. He said he did and cleaned it too. To which I replied, “Yes, but you didn’t do that when I first took it in, did you?” He admitted that he hadn’t and we both knew that was why it had stopped working. It had ruined the motherboard.

When I went in for my computer, I took him my books and thanked him for saving my computer; explaining that I couldn’t write the next book without it. I got the computer home and found the face recognition wasn’t working. Taking it back in, two guys looked it over. The webcam and camera no longer worked. The whole screen would have to be replaced or get an accessory webcam. I don’t use cam, except for face recognition, and so I took it home; sad that it was no longer perfect, but grateful that it worked! It was a small price to pay. That night though, I prayed and asked the Lord to fix it for me. He can do anything. I repented for not learning my lesson and asked if He would make it perfect again so it wouldn’t remind me every time I used it of how foolish I had been.

The next morning, my laptop worked perfectly–facial recognition and all!

I expect that if I had come down hard on the computer guy for his mistake, that God wouldn’t have fixed my mistake. The best part of this whole story is that when I was pulling into the computer hospital to get my laptop back, I got a call from an ex-prisoner, that the Lord had led me to at a coffee shop; a whole ‘nuther story in itself! He has been reading my books and he called to say he is halfway through the first “His Voice in My Heart” and plans to read it all over again before he moves on to the next. He was so excited and, my friends, this is what it is all about!

I write for him.

I write for HIM!

A Christmas Miracle

Dec16

Hello everyone,

I want to tell you about Jesus the Healer. Those who have followed this blog might be thinking right now, what have you got to say? Your husband died, what can you tell me about healing? Yes I was there with you on that one–my faith was greatly shaken when my husband died just a year and a half ago of Glioblastoma–not my faith in God, but to pray for healing. I had believed with all my heart that my husband would live and not die, and when he died it rocked my world.

My husband’s death didn’t change God, it changed me!

I will not go into all that I have been through in the last two years, I have yet to understand it all. It is far too vast and complicated to relate or relive again, but I will tell you that I can fervently say, JESUS is the HEALER!

A white-faced and shaken co-worker related to me one day a couple of weeks ago that she was scheduled to go to University of Michigan Hospital to start the process for a liver transplant. The MRI showed that without a new liver her life would be ending soon. She has a husband and three little kids and should have a long life ahead of her. I told her God can heal her and related healing stories that I had experienced; especially one of a co-worker that had hounded me to pray for her that God would heal her of Rheumatoid Arthritis. Recalling that incident, I admit that I didn’t have the faith to just jump right in and pray for her, as she was not a believer. I know God often heals unbelievers, though it is a gift and not the Covenant right as that of the children of God. Therefore, I was concerned that it might not happen and send her further away from God. Instead I urged her that she pray and behind the scenes I sought God and waited.

One early morning He woke me up with scriptures, one after another that I wrote down, and He spoke to my heart…

“Today is the day to pray for *Tara, I’m going to heal her.”

*not her real name.

Now I had ‘heard’ from God and had the faith to pray. She held the door for me that morning, the first person I saw. I asked her if she still wanted prayer and said, “God’s going to heal you today!” She lit up with excitement and said, yes! We enlisted another co-worker, a Christian, that she was especially close to, to join us in prayer and set the time to be at our break. In the privacy of the bathroom we tried to lay hands on her, but the Fire of God came down so HOT that we couldn’t touch her and with tears streaming down all three of our faces, she was instantly healed! As Tara sailed out of the bathroom, with a huge smile on her face, she looked back at me and announced, “You didn’t know this but today is my birthday!”

No I didn’t know it was her birthday, but God knew ♥

Tara told me the next day that she had gone home and rode her horse for the first time in two years. Praise Jesus for His healing power! I felt it was lack of faith that I didn’t pray for her right away, but maybe God didn’t give me that faith because He wanted her to have a special birthday surprise. His timing is perfect if we wait on Him, and this extra special day especially spoke to this unbeliever that God knows and cares about her personally–He knows her birthday! Later we went together to pray for another of our co-workers that was sick, and that day I had the privilege to witness Tara ask the Lord to come into her heart ♥ Glory to God!

So I told this current co-worker that story and talked to her of faith. She said she is a believer and believed that God will heal her. I didn’t lay hands on her, as often we Christians do. Though I kept searching my heart to see if He wanted me to, I didn’t receive that lead. We were in agreement and we believed. I have been immersing myself in the Word of God and countless teachings, prayer and counseling; working on my heart, my soul and building my spirit man. I wasn’t kidding when I said my world was rocked and I knew that the only way I would survive was to dig deeper into the Word and the Ways of God–dig until I found out what is amiss in me. An unending job–there is always more and to build on what is right–the Truth of the Word!

One day at home, as I was praying for my co-worker, again the Lord spoke to my heart, so clear it was nearly audible. “I have heard your prayer and I am going to heal her.”

As the tears streamed down my face I rejoiced and thanked Him for His unending Faithfulness!

Over the period of about two weeks the Lord asked me to relate to her a couple more stories of personal accounts I had experienced of His Healing Power, to build her faith, keep her strengthened. She is amazing and grabbed ahold with a child-like faith that was matter of fact–a done deal. I am sure this made God smile. It wasn’t begging or pleading or straining, just belief that what He says He will do–HE WILL.

“Again I say to you, if two of you agree on earth about anything they ask, it will be done for them by my Father in heaven. For where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I in the midst of them.” Matthew 18:19-20

UNWAVERING TRUST

One time I did speak to her about fear. I could see something in her eyes. She admitted that she had some. Well, who wouldn’t? But I explained that fear was the opposite of faith and it is double-minded. To be in faith, fear must go!

“Have no anxiety about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God which passes all understanding, will keep your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7

Again with that wonderful child-like trust she cast fear down, firmed up her faith and believed. At about a week and a half she said she was feeling better. I said “that’s cuz you’re healed.” she nodded in firm agreement. U of M had called but she was sleeping and they left a message. She tried to call them for a week but could only leave messages that they didn’t return. I told her that is because she is healed. She whole-heartedly agreed and at the end of two weeks, or thereabouts, went in for a second MRI.

Two MRI’S side by side and a puzzled doctor, whom has no explanation, but said, “What are you doing here? There’s nothing wrong with you!” Her new MRI showed the same liver, but brand new, completely healed. He came to set the captives free!

Praise Jesus–The Healer!

“O Lord my God I cried to thee for help, and thou hast healed me.” Psalms 30:2

Glory to God!!

It wasn’t my faith that brought forth her healing, it was hers! I poured myself out for my husband to be healed; I believed with all my heart, but the person that has the need must connect their faith with the Healing Power of God. Jesus is always willing to be your Healer. Healing power is always flowing out to you, if you simply believe. But things like doubt and fear and double-mindedness or words that speak unbelief, quench that power. The means to drive that out is to know the Word of God. Get it in your heart until you know that you know that you know!

If you are a born again believer it is your covenant right to walk in health. Your covenant says that you are already the healed and sickness, disease the trespasser. Line up your heart, mind and especially your mouth with the Word of God. You need not beg God to heal but as you ask Him, simultaneously demand, using your God-given authority, that sickness leave; speak of your body healed. Many do not believe until they see the symptoms gone; oh if we would only believe before we see, then it would be! Find out what your covenant with God is and Live in the fullness of all it contains!

Many say that God gives them sickness to teach them something. Blasphemy!

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed.” I Peter 2:24

Jesus is the Healer.

He is always good! Don’t believe that lie, but be built up in what His Word really says to LIVE HEALED.

“If you will diligently hearken to the voice of the Lord your God, and do that which is right in his eyes, and give heed to his commandments and keep all his statutes, I will put none of the diseases upon you which I put upon the Egyptians; for I am the Lord, your healer.” Exodus 15:26

May we all attain the wonderful child-like faith that my co-worker friend displayed. May we all receive the gift of Healing that she received.

May we BELIEVE!

Thank you Lord Jesus! Thank you for Healing my friend! May this Christmas Miracle remind us all that Jesus and His Love is the reason for the season.

May you experience the unending Love of God and His Miracle Working Power in your life today!

Merry Christmas!

“And he said to them, ‘Go into all the world and preach the gospel to the whole creation. He who believes and is baptized will be saved; but he who does not believe will be condemned. And these signs will accompany those who believe: in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues; they will pick up serpents, and if they drink any deadly thing, it will not hurt them; they will lay their hands on the sick, and they will recover.'” Mark 16:15-18