For the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD...
I want to ask you to say this prayer out loud, if possible.
“I belong to God. I am a holy vessel because I have the Holy Spirit of the Living God. The Lord of Heaven and earth has said to me; “I declare you holy!”. I commit to start believing what He says. I AM HOLY! Remind me daily, Spirit of the Living God, to treat myself as holy, open my eyes to every scheme of The Enemy to treat me as if I'm not. You, God, are Holy. Your word is the truth. This day Father, I chose to believe you! I ask this in the mighty name of your son Jesus Christ, who died on a cross for me so that I could be a coheir to the kingdom of God. Amen”
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Update: June 24, 2013
|The Bonham Portable Palace|
Sparks America Campground
Once we arrived at our destination, Bill and I were able to pray with several vendors at Oklahoma Bike Week. At the hospitality tent, we are servants for whatever task needs to be done. Joyful service can be a powerful witness and is at the heart of our lifestyle evangelism.
How the Lord Works
June 20, 2013On our trip, we needed to make a detour from I-44 as we entered Tulsa, Oklahoma. Roadwork had west-bound traffic slowed to a crawl because only one lane was open. After talking to a gas station attendant, we backtracked a couple of miles and took the Creek Turnpike. At the first unmanned toll booth, we couldn't find a change machine. The toll was eighty five cents each. Picture this: two motorcycles parked in single file order at a tollbooth. One rider(me) frantically searching for change in her pant pockets, travel bag pockets, and finally picking up loose change off the pavement. The other rider sitting on his motorcycle(Bill) searching for change in his pant pockets and wallet. The first rider counting out change into the second rider's hand and finally mounting her motorcycle. Rider 1 had 83 cents and Rider 2 had 82 cents. Both riders rode through the toll knowing the alarm bell was going to ring, but didn't know what else to do.
June 23, 2013Bill was not happy about the toll booth incident. He asked me to talk to the first toll booth attendant we saw on our way home. At a manned toll booth, I explained what had happened. The attendant looked at me in surprise that I was wanting to settle a five cent issue. She told me to give her five cents and she would give me a receipt showing I had paid the five cents. At the last minute, she voluntarily asked us to pray for her ill sister, Vicki, whom had just been taken to the hospital. I assured her we would. Bill and I had to ride away because of toll booth traffic, but we are praying for Vicki's health.
ConclusionOur honesty over five cents lead a woman to ask us to pray for her sister's health. That is lifestyle evangelism at work. A divine appointment was successful because of a nickel. The Lord does care about every human being on this planet.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Struggling with my emotions and desires for a fleshly man were wearing me out. Prayer didn't seem to be working. Finally, I became angry and said out loud,
" Why did you make me like this if I'm supposed to abstain from a physical relationship until marriage? Why aren't you helping me with this? I'm angry at you!"Just saying those words out loud seemed to help relieve the internal pressure I had been feeling.
Quietly I listened for any sign of an answer from God.
Silence...more silence...no answer. Okay, I wasn't going to get an answer. I wrote down the date and my actions in my journal before going to bed. As I stared up at the dark ceiling I thought,
"Living alone, in widowhood, isn't so great at the moment."
Tears welled up in my eyes as I gave in to feeling sorry for myself.
The next morning, I followed my usual routine.
Shower, coffee, pray for guidance, meditate (or listen) for guidance, read the Bible, meditate, eat breakfast, write down any thoughts that occurred during my meditation time in my journal, and finally get dressed for work.
During my meditation time, I listened for any hint of a still, quiet voice, but only heard silence. However, I felt like a new woman. My emotional distress was gone. It didn't occur to me that the absence of my emotional turmoil might be an answer to my outburst to the Father the night before. I didn't see it as answered prayer. Not yet.
About two weeks later
During my usual morning meditation, I heard a single word whispered by the Holy Spirit into the silence of my mind, "clay."
Silently, I said,"What?"
I heard the whispered word again, "clay."
Now, I am going to tell you that I would not tell myself to read verses about clay in a million years!
Obediently, I opened up the index in the back of my bible and found the listed scriptures for clay. Slowly, I began to find and read each verse listed under the word clay. I read verses in the books of Isaiah, Jeremiah, Leviticus, Daniel, and Romans. Now I'm going to back up a little bit and tell you how I read bible verses.
When I read a verse of scripture, I also read the verses around the scripture.
Reading verses this way helps to ensure I'm understanding each verse in the correct context. Occasionally, I'll read the entire chapter. The Lord knows this about his daughter, Sallee. Anyway, I'll get back to my testimony.
The verses in Isaiah, Jeremiah, and Leviticus had already informed me that God formed me and made me according to his own purposes.
I had to acknowledge that He is my creator and has a design for me. Romans 9:21 reinforced that information again. I'm stubborn, but the message from the Father was coming through loud and clear!
After reading Romans 9:21, I continued to read verse 22:
I felt numb; convicted with my own words from two weeks earlier. My Father, God, had just disciplined me with my own words.
Since I had yelled at God out loud, I apologized to God out loud.
"Oh Father, I am so sorry! You have answered my prayer, you have given me ways to serve you, and I have been so blind. Thank-you for taking away the emotional stress and the impulses of my physical body. Thank-you for letting me be your servant.Amen."
This testimony is based upon my faith as a spirit-led, victorious follower of Jesus Christ who believes that the Bible is the inspired Word of God. Jesus made a promise to all of his followers in John 14:16-20,
And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another advocate to help you and be with you forever— the Spirit of truth. The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him nor knows him. But you know him, for he lives with you and will be in you. I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you. Before long, the world will not see me anymore, but you will see me. Because I live, you also will live. On that day you will realize that I am in my Father, and you are in me, and I am in you.Sallee Believes
- I believe that God sent his only son, Jesus, to earth from heaven.
- I believe Jesus died on a cross, taking all sin upon himself (including mine), and ascended to heaven so I could have eternal life.
- I believe Jesus ascended to heaven and The Holy Spirit descended from heaven to become a part of the apostles, the disciples, and all who follow Jesus.
- I believe The Holy Spirit resides in us.
- I believe The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit are one.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Grain Six on Spiritual Warfare
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path!
Coincidence, or God?
in the right way. We are then truly sensible of God’s goodness to us in giving us such a
lamp and light when we make it a guide to our feet, our path."
Oil of the SpiritThe idea that the word of God is a lamp and that the Holy Spirit is the oil for the lamp really caught my attention. I do not think that I would have made this connection because I only use oil lamps during an emergency. Henry used oil lamps daily.
My RevelationWow, that is a revelation. Use the oil of the Spirit to keep the lamp burning daily, not just during an emergency. Daily action will light our path and lead us through the steps we take. The oil of the Spirit will keep the lamp burning, but we have to put the commandments into action.
Food for ThoughtThe words of a Christian man who lived 300 years ago, 1662-1714, are still pertinent to a Christian today. I see this as proof that the Word of God is infinitely ageless.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Afraid of Being Alone
My Love Affair with Jesus
My Hidden HeartThen, I gave my heavenly husband a gift - the gift of submission. These words left my lips one morning," Lord, I would like to have a husband, but if that is not your will for me, then that is fine with me."
My heart was hidden in God that day. Jesus wrapped his arms around me, hugged me, and told me what a wonderful wife I was. The Holy Spirit within me expanded to enfold me in happiness, peace, joy, and love.
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
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Sunday, June 2, 2013
|Staying rooted and grounded in Christ|
John 15 - prune useless - prune to bear better fruit "pruned if we don't, pruned if we do" Joyce Meyer
John 11 Joy
Abide - Live, dwell, remain
Romans 11:17 broken branches; grafted in Wounded healers? Unload your own baggage - 1 yr to hang on the vine. New/old Christians need to heal. rooted & grounded in God's love you become another person. Unconditional love.
Trust God - Clean House
I can't - He Can - I think I'll let Him
How do you feel when you pray?
Shocked Disbelief to Stunned RealityThe shorthand notes from four years ago remind me of how my deeper relationship with God began. Four years ago, in late January, my fiance unexpectedly broke our eight month engagement by calling me on my cell phone. The call was on a Monday morning, at 8:00 A.M., and yes, I was at work. During and after that call, my emotions rapidly changed from shocked disbelief to stunned reality. I felt like I had received a physical blow to my head. However, this event also started me into a deeper relationship with God and a new life that I couldn't even imagine at that point.
One Year of Hanging on the VineJoyce Meyer is a gifted Bible teacher. My morning routine begins with watching Joyce on television and her lesson on wounded Christians really sank home for me. I was still reeling from the broken engagement. I was in the third year of widowhood. I had been an empty nester for a year or so. And I was tired, hurt, lonely and emotionally empty. After the broadcast was finished, I contemplated the message and examined my emotional baggage.
I know Jesus is my rooted vine and God is the gardener. My relationship is as a grafted branch. How much fruit have I really produced in the last three years? I am grafted in, but am I ready to commit a year to being pruned(healed) of my emotional baggage? I truly felt like a pendulum on a grandfather clock, just swinging left to right, over and over. Then, another event added to my conviction that God wanted me to make a one year healing commitment to Him.
Sunday morning bible study ended and I was planning on attending the church service. Somehow I found myself standing at a side exit door and my thought was," Oh well, I think I will go ahead and go home." Three blocks from church, a spiritual event happened to me.
A distinct voice said," Turn around and go back." The voice was clear, calm, and intense. Obediently, I turned the car into a car wash, circled around, and went back to church. As I walked into the sanctuary, the service was just beginning. When Brother Jimmy started his sermon, conviction and disbelief mingled together and started coursing through me. His sermon was the same lesson that I had watched Joyce teach earlier that week on television. Now this story will get even stranger in a minute.
After church, I stayed back until I was the last person. I repeated my story to Brother Jimmy and his wife, Joanne. Brother Jimmy started to get tears in his eyes as he related what had happened to him on Tuesday. He had talked to Joanne because he felt that he needed to change his planned sermon. Joanne told him if the Lord was nudging him that strongly, then he needed to prepare the new sermon. The sermon he preached that morning was not his planned sermon; the sermon he preached was the new one he felt the Lord wanted him to preach.
My eyes are brimming with tears right now. My heart feels so full and God is hugging me in the spirit. Oh how the Lord wanted to heal me! He was able to reinforce to me, through my pastor, that I needed to make a year long commitment to heal and grow. No more pendulum swinging for me! Obediently, I began my commitment to the Master Gardener. Willingly, I began to "hang on the vine" and become more fully rooted and grounded in Christ.
During the following week, I told friends and family I was not beginning any new relationships for a year. Some were accepting of this, and some were not. Bible study became an hour every morning with an open notebook beside my Bible. The notebook became filled with my thoughts, discoveries, prayers, and conclusions. Writing a journal enabled me to check back on my prayers. Many of them were answered in ways that I would never have thought of. My journey of healing and discipleship had begun.