New Hope

peace wallpaperThe Lord’s Hope has been renewed in my life, such that I don’t doubt His abilities to restore me in His marriage plan.  That’s something BIG, believe me; discouragement had a near victory in that area… but no more.  Amen.

“Hope deferred makes the heart sick,” scripture says in Proverbs 13:12a… so God circumvented all that which tried making my heart sick.  When I truly, truly, truly, repented of the ugly soil that originally birthed corruption in me waaaay back so long ago… He heard my cry and has forgiven me in the deepest dark places of my beginnings with sin.  When that happened, my HOPE was restored and I believed more strongly than ever that God could, can, and will make a way for me – even when there seems to be no way. (I cover this testimony with the Precious Blood of Jesus.)

AMEN.  This Year of Jubilee is paying off! 🙂

And that’s my prayer for all of you… anyone, whoever is reading; that HOPE be restored or (in the best case) never be deferred or lost within you.  It’s so good when it’s at work within your soul because you believe what is TRUE FOREVER… that our God can do anything, and that there is NOTHING TOO HARD FOR HIM!

Amen again, and God bless you!



Renewal in Truth

I can’t help being thrilled by the truth that, as long as I abide in Christ Jesus, the future’s only growing brighter and brighter for me.  The world outside is trembling beneath the cold, cruel, arid, empty breath of sin… but inside me there burns a fire brightly radiating Christ’s love to the encouragement of my soul.

The mission of my heart and hands in You, Abba, is to yield to Your Holy Spirit that He might shine the light of Your fire within me to every precious heart comprising the multitudes of Your creation throughout the earth.  Just as benevolent souls shared the Gospel with me, I want to share it with others – that they, too, will know Your safety amidst a world of turmoil and death.


For with the approach of Spring comes the rebirth of Hope in the hopeless, JOY to the mourners, and renewed Blessing to all who’ve felt cursed.  The cooing of Christ’s doves of Peace will be heard once again in our land…

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Ready to Begin

I’m posting late tonight because it’s taken a while for me to get my thoughts together to write from my emotions… from my feelings.  There are things I know I should do regarding posting to the other blogs God has given me for ministry to specific souls.  But this blog is the one for me which God uses to touch the hearts of anyone who comes by in just the places they need.  I love that, and so it’s a matter of what comes from my emotions that I put on the “page” and God works with that.  Does that make sense?

I have to be prepared to expose the realness of heart needed to write this blog revealing “me”… just me.  I feel it takesSunrise preparation to not be focused on a particular theme, you know what I mean?  To not have “ministry” in mind.  Just to be me and let me flow onto the page takes a certain frame of mind.  So do I pray?  Absolutely I do.  I only think I know me because I’ve hung around myself for 48 years.  God’s the One Who knows me, folks.  So I pray before getting started and that makes honest blogging possible, not just easier.  I find readers love honesty and vulnerability; that’s a relief.  My thoughts can ramble, too, without God to organize them… He plays a major part in organizing thoughts for ministry.  Huge.

I feel good in the face of the start of another week.  Lord willing, I’ll be doing some transcription work this week in addition to maintaining the ministry blogs and the Glory Shield Website.  I love doing this.  I love writing and giving thought to what the Lord wants to say through me.  I love spending time with Him in prayer and praise in one way or another each day.  I love dancing before Him and letting His heart be mine.  I love relating to Him as His daughter and letting Him relate to me.  I love typing.

Tonight I feel like I’m standing on the precipice of the coming week looking into it for streaks of day jutting off the sun’s circle, like spokes.  It’s a nice feeling, especially when the hope of spring sings through my heart and veins and eyes and voice.  God’s hope, dear friends, is a wonderful thing.

Everybody have a very nice evening.  Amen.

Shamma =0]