Tuesday, November 27, 2018
God, I pray this is not a pneumothorax of any kind. I have such trouble breathing. I feel like there is a block in my chest and I can't keep going on like this. I pray that the time that has passed with me not doing anything will not lead to any further complications, such as tension pneumothorax. Please, God... I pray this is going to pass. Please do not let me get any more x-rays or a CT scan. Please!! This is too much for me. Have mercy on me, God. Lift this breathing issue from my chest. Please, God....
Monday, November 26, 2018
The Father
says today, I am driving the spirit of infirmity out and away from you.
I took your weaknesses upon Myself on the tree. I bore your sicknesses
that you might go free of every ailment and difficulty. What man can
only help you manage, I will completely and entirely deliver you from. I
am rewriting the genetic code of your DNA right down in your bones, in
your mind and your emotions. I am excising the genetic predisposition
for illness and infirmity encompassing every modern plague. What others
have experienced, you will not, says the Father, because the power of the Blood of the Son is your defense from every curse and physical disability.
As are your days so shall be your strength, says God. The day
comes when men shall live as long as trees, and you are one of My trees
of righteousness. Breathe in of My rest and breath out the release of My
vitality for every challenge. You will be well, says the Father,
even in spite of the environment or unhealthy choices of days past.
Learn the lessons of the past and know that I will assist and strengthen
you to make the changes that support health and strength. In the midst
of it all, I will cause your stamina to be increased and your vitality
to draw from the tap roots of My power and strength for the tasks that
are at hand, says the Father. As you go about the demands of your day, so shall be your strength for the challenge each and every day from this day forward.
Little Green Leaf
He rambled the other day...about little green leaf. It was gone.
He screamed, wept uncontrollably when the balloon flew away. He watched it sail away into the blue open skies. He would never get it back. He buried his head in my arms.
Loss. It hurts. Grief. It doesn't just go away.
Lord,
We have experienced a tremendous amount of loss over the years. Loss of health. Loss of a baby. Loss of innocence. Loss of dignity. Loss of promises. Loss of work.
Lord, when will this stop? When will we see restoration? When will we be delivered? When will you come and bring back what was stolen? Is it because of sin? Is it because of a curse? Was it because of what I've done? Is it because of what he's done? Lord, forgive us of our sins! Forgive us! Do you see Luke? Do you see Josiah? Do you love them? If you love them, then why is this happening? I don't ask for all of this to stop. I just ask for restoration. I just ask for recovery. I ask for some kind of restoration...
Make there be peace again. Make there be mental, emotional stability. Make mommy 'able' again. Make the hurt heal.
Help, Lord. Where are you? We need you. We're desperate for you.
He screamed, wept uncontrollably when the balloon flew away. He watched it sail away into the blue open skies. He would never get it back. He buried his head in my arms.
Loss. It hurts. Grief. It doesn't just go away.
Lord,
We have experienced a tremendous amount of loss over the years. Loss of health. Loss of a baby. Loss of innocence. Loss of dignity. Loss of promises. Loss of work.
Lord, when will this stop? When will we see restoration? When will we be delivered? When will you come and bring back what was stolen? Is it because of sin? Is it because of a curse? Was it because of what I've done? Is it because of what he's done? Lord, forgive us of our sins! Forgive us! Do you see Luke? Do you see Josiah? Do you love them? If you love them, then why is this happening? I don't ask for all of this to stop. I just ask for restoration. I just ask for recovery. I ask for some kind of restoration...
Make there be peace again. Make there be mental, emotional stability. Make mommy 'able' again. Make the hurt heal.
Help, Lord. Where are you? We need you. We're desperate for you.
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