God has sent us His love through Jesus...his one and only son. I was corresponding with a friend and
penned the following...
John 21:15..."Jesus said...Do you love me....? "Yes Lord, he said, "You know that I love you" Jesus said "Feed my lambs."
I read several chapters in John today but these are the verses that jumped iinto my soul...what a priviledge, what joy that He could use broken people like me (and you) what incredible grace. I am so blessed, highly favored and greatly loved!
And so are you...have a great day, and may His presense be your daily reward.
And my friend responded with...
Good morning, or should I say Good Dawn (Maralee Dawn) ?
Maralee, this is one of my favourite passages.
Did you know that the word agape used in the first two questions is the word used to translate the Hebrew word hesed. Hesed means covenant love.
So for Peter, who had failed at covenant love, was still being asked by Jesus to love him with the best love that Peter could love him with. And, although Peter had failed in his commitment of covenant love to Jesus, Peter was still worthy to feed his lambs.
This passage just overwhelms me every time I read it.
Maralee, this is one of my favourite passages.
Did you know that the word agape used in the first two questions is the word used to translate the Hebrew word hesed. Hesed means covenant love.
So for Peter, who had failed at covenant love, was still being asked by Jesus to love him with the best love that Peter could love him with. And, although Peter had failed in his commitment of covenant love to Jesus, Peter was still worthy to feed his lambs.
This passage just overwhelms me every time I read it.
I pray that these two letters will ... bless and encourage you today!
In Jesus name...warmly Maralee
Starting 2010 with... Love
penned the following...
I am so thrilled to be here and to see the snow fall today. It changed the ambience overnight! Now the back gas lanterns with the green wreaths and big red bows look so nostalgic...like England...after all this is called New England (Boston well Massachusetts, Main, Vermont, New Hamshire, and Conneticut) ... smile, I think I have them all. It is a pretty picture perfect setting, tomorrow I will try to post a photo. And one of the twins too, and their big sister! We are having so much fun with 1 yr old twins and a 3 yr old...the nights are long with babies waking up though! One soon forgets what sleep depervation is like...how these Mom's manage is beyond me. I can go home and catch up on my sleep!
In our life there are times that are like driving through the Rockie Mountains on winter roads. Poor visibility and lurking danger. Intense times of uncertainty and questioning. At those times, when it seems too difficult to press on, when inwardly I am desperate and feel I do not have the fortitude to move forward and all I want to do is pause or perhaps quit. But the Lord has a road sign that reads ..."Avalanche area do not stop" I must press on. Sigh. I must trust that this directional sign is for my good. There is more danger if I stop... I must keep going no matter how slow the pace. And then, and then there is the euphoric rush when I have made it through the pass, gone further then I thought possible, and I am on the other side...thanking God!
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When i pulled out of Gplden the roads looked clear but in just 10 short min that all changed. The visibility dropped drastically and the snow blinded my wind shield. I sighed and clenched the wheel. I did not want to drive on these wintery roads and mt shoulders rose slightly and my back stiffened, I whispered a prayer and clung to the wheel of the car praying for safety. God has been good and now I am safely home and very,very blessed.
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Tonight I fell on my knees beside my bed to petition the Lord, once again on behalf of Marty. Being as I am a visual person...in my minds eye I could picture him lying in the hospital bed, the eight medication bags hanging from chrome hooks on tall stands to my left, and the connecting tubes running to Marts jugular on the right side of his throat. His dark, wavy, silver threaded hair, drenched from the perspiration as he rested unconsciously against the bleached white pillows. His arms and shoulders propped up with towels his daughter rolled and tenderly tucked around him for comfort. His month gaped open with white adhesive strapped across three tubes, adhering them to his beard and upper lip, which was blistered with dried blood. The large tube wedged between his lips was the respirator and it had a vacuum cleaner like hose that billowed gently in and out with each life sustaining breath. Then there was the small one with the cream colored "liquid dinner' going straight to his stomach... and the third, the ugliest, was sucking the poison from his lungs and filling the clear glass bottles, tucked behind the humming and colorfully blinking machines, filling up with gross brownish blood-stained gunk from his lungs... I think.
It hurt as I prayed...then the transformation happened. I saw him as this delightful little boy, his eyes were dancing with life and mischief, he was smiling..and laughting I saw him as "my little brother" and I wanted to hold him, protect him and most of all I was over whelmed with a strong, powerful love for him. With those wonderful pictures I forged into the realm of supernatural prayer, I entered the courts of the Lord as a warrior, a big sister doing battle, relentless battle and so I continue...I had to get up and come into my office and type this, it is so real tonight. I feel a sense, like when I was there in his room, and now over 1000 miles away I pray...and the miles evaporate. The spirit know no distance no barriors...and I thank God for this miracle.
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John 21:15..."Jesus said...Do you love me....? "Yes Lord, he said, "You know that I love you" Jesus said "Feed my lambs."
I read several chapters in John today but these are the verses that jumped iinto my soul...what a priviledge, what joy that He could use broken people like me (and you) what incredible grace. I am so blessed, highly favored and greatly loved!
And so are you...have a great day, and may His presense be your daily reward.
And my friend responded with...
Good morning, or should I say Good Dawn (Maralee Dawn) ?
Maralee, this is one of my favourite passages.
Did you know that the word agape used in the first two questions is the word used to translate the Hebrew word hesed. Hesed means covenant love.
So for Peter, who had failed at covenant love, was still being asked by Jesus to love him with the best love that Peter could love him with. And, although Peter had failed in his commitment of covenant love to Jesus, Peter was still worthy to feed his lambs.
This passage just overwhelms me every time I read it.
Maralee, this is one of my favourite passages.
Did you know that the word agape used in the first two questions is the word used to translate the Hebrew word hesed. Hesed means covenant love.
So for Peter, who had failed at covenant love, was still being asked by Jesus to love him with the best love that Peter could love him with. And, although Peter had failed in his commitment of covenant love to Jesus, Peter was still worthy to feed his lambs.
This passage just overwhelms me every time I read it.
I pray that these two letters will ... bless and encourage you today!
In Jesus name...warmly Maralee
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Boston is so pretty wrapped in a Blanket of Snow
I am so thrilled to be here and to see the snow fall today. It changed the ambience overnight! Now the back gas lanterns with the green wreaths and big red bows look so nostalgic...like England...after all this is called New England (Boston well Massachusetts, Main, Vermont, New Hamshire, and Conneticut) ... smile, I think I have them all. It is a pretty picture perfect setting, tomorrow I will try to post a photo. And one of the twins too, and their big sister! We are having so much fun with 1 yr old twins and a 3 yr old...the nights are long with babies waking up though! One soon forgets what sleep depervation is like...how these Mom's manage is beyond me. I can go home and catch up on my sleep!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Can you hear, or can 'your Spirit' hear when you are in a coma?
My brother Marty and I chatted on the phone a couple of days ago from his home where he is convalescing. Now I am convinced that while he was in hospital in a coma his Spirit was connecting with me and this is why;
I was by his side for 4-5 days, he tells me he did not know I was there until his family told him so after he came out of the coma. At the time I had anointed him with oil, whispered in his ear, prayed intensely, sang to him ...and quoted scripture every day for hours (I could not take my Bible in because he had H1N1) I told him to "fight and to cry out to God". And he did. He now tells me that on at least three occasions while in the coma he called to me and said; "Maralee pray for me... pray as hard as you can". When we spoke the other day he said "thanks for doing what I told you to do"...big smile. I love him. What do you think ...was his "Spirit Man" connecting with me? Beyond his intellect while in a coma? Is it possible that there is more to the Spirit realm that we can not see and do not understand?
I was by his side for 4-5 days, he tells me he did not know I was there until his family told him so after he came out of the coma. At the time I had anointed him with oil, whispered in his ear, prayed intensely, sang to him ...and quoted scripture every day for hours (I could not take my Bible in because he had H1N1) I told him to "fight and to cry out to God". And he did. He now tells me that on at least three occasions while in the coma he called to me and said; "Maralee pray for me... pray as hard as you can". When we spoke the other day he said "thanks for doing what I told you to do"...big smile. I love him. What do you think ...was his "Spirit Man" connecting with me? Beyond his intellect while in a coma? Is it possible that there is more to the Spirit realm that we can not see and do not understand?
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Avalanche Area Do Not Stop (part two)
In our life there are times that are like driving through the Rockie Mountains on winter roads. Poor visibility and lurking danger. Intense times of uncertainty and questioning. At those times, when it seems too difficult to press on, when inwardly I am desperate and feel I do not have the fortitude to move forward and all I want to do is pause or perhaps quit. But the Lord has a road sign that reads ..."Avalanche area do not stop" I must press on. Sigh. I must trust that this directional sign is for my good. There is more danger if I stop... I must keep going no matter how slow the pace. And then, and then there is the euphoric rush when I have made it through the pass, gone further then I thought possible, and I am on the other side...thanking God!
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Monday, November 23, 2009
Avalache Area Do Not Stop
When i pulled out of Gplden the roads looked clear but in just 10 short min that all changed. The visibility dropped drastically and the snow blinded my wind shield. I sighed and clenched the wheel. I did not want to drive on these wintery roads and mt shoulders rose slightly and my back stiffened, I whispered a prayer and clung to the wheel of the car praying for safety. God has been good and now I am safely home and very,very blessed.
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Friday, November 13, 2009
He will Always be my Little Brother
Tonight I fell on my knees beside my bed to petition the Lord, once again on behalf of Marty. Being as I am a visual person...in my minds eye I could picture him lying in the hospital bed, the eight medication bags hanging from chrome hooks on tall stands to my left, and the connecting tubes running to Marts jugular on the right side of his throat. His dark, wavy, silver threaded hair, drenched from the perspiration as he rested unconsciously against the bleached white pillows. His arms and shoulders propped up with towels his daughter rolled and tenderly tucked around him for comfort. His month gaped open with white adhesive strapped across three tubes, adhering them to his beard and upper lip, which was blistered with dried blood. The large tube wedged between his lips was the respirator and it had a vacuum cleaner like hose that billowed gently in and out with each life sustaining breath. Then there was the small one with the cream colored "liquid dinner' going straight to his stomach... and the third, the ugliest, was sucking the poison from his lungs and filling the clear glass bottles, tucked behind the humming and colorfully blinking machines, filling up with gross brownish blood-stained gunk from his lungs... I think.
It hurt as I prayed...then the transformation happened. I saw him as this delightful little boy, his eyes were dancing with life and mischief, he was smiling..and laughting I saw him as "my little brother" and I wanted to hold him, protect him and most of all I was over whelmed with a strong, powerful love for him. With those wonderful pictures I forged into the realm of supernatural prayer, I entered the courts of the Lord as a warrior, a big sister doing battle, relentless battle and so I continue...I had to get up and come into my office and type this, it is so real tonight. I feel a sense, like when I was there in his room, and now over 1000 miles away I pray...and the miles evaporate. The spirit know no distance no barriors...and I thank God for this miracle.
Get a great deal on Windows 7 and see how it works the way you want. See the Windows 7 offers now.
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