The Good Report!!!
Good morning my precious friends and family what a beautiful day to be alive!!!
I have to say this first…
Anxiety, stress, and depression, can kill you…
Yes, I’m strong in my faith and I speak out about it and I’ll keep doing that because I know in whom I believe and that HE IS REAL! Jesus is alive and he loves us more than we can think or imagine…
Saying that I have to say this…we are all human beings, Christian’s included…lol, with all the emotions and weaknesses and strengths and flaws and subject to the elements as anyone else…we fall down, we make mistakes, we get sick, we die, the flesh has no superpowers…BUT…we do have something, someone, that no one can take away from us…Jesus. He is our superpower when we are filled with the Holy Ghost and Fire…and walk by Faith and not by sight, in the Lord Jesus Christ we will overcome…You know, even Jesus suffered…we will too, but we are never without hope. We must keep walking even when fear comes knocking. Like the saying, when fear comes knocking, send faith to answer the door…J
So when tests and trials come…even though we are trusting in the living God…our knees shake, our faith is tested, our minds are torn because the enemy, the devil, is a master manipulator…and he will torment until you think you’ll go out of your mind…that’s why…we must be filled with the Spirit of God, The Word of God and fellowship with brothers and sisters of like faith…who are strong when we are weak…Praise God for all of you who prayed for me…God answered…
After my examination the cardiologist told me that my heart sounded good, Woo hoo, my carotid arteries sounded good praise the Lord! He explained that when there is calcification there is plaque built up. You can’t see how much plaque is there so some tests have to be done to determine if there is a blockage. If 10/% no big deal, if 55% still not bad but you watch the cholesterol, diet and exercise. If 90% they go in and put a stint this is my basic understanding but you get the idea…at this point he’s going to schedule a CT scan with dye, very simple, to see how much plaque is there…this was terrifying to me before but now I feel confident that it’s not as horrible as I thought. I have a vivid imagination…sometimes it gets me into trouble when I allow it to run away from me…lol!
The other thing is, is that I could have had a bug and that would explain some of the symptoms which made the anxiety even worse…see what I mean?
I also had an appointment with my endocrine dr. afterwards and when he read my lab report it was totally different than the one my primary dr. had read… he had read an older report from his computer that wasn’t as good as the current one…so you see the enemy was at work…he’ll use anything and anyone to kill, steal and destroy…but because you were praying…the Holy Spirit was at work and brought things to light…
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you all for praying…
I had a great sleep last night, imagine that…lol and as I awoke I heard the Lord say, “Now, don’t waste the life I’ve given you.”
“OK Lord, I hear ya and thank you for giving me life!”
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 27, 2019
Isaiah 53:1 The Message Bible Who believes what we’ve heard and seen? Who would have thought God’s saving power would look like this?
Isaiah 59:19 KJV So shall they fear the name of the Lord from the west, and his glory from the rising of the sun. When the enemy shall come in like a flood, the Spirit of the Lord shall lift up a standard against him.
Hold the Line
Hold the Line!!!
Hold!
Hold!
Hold!
On the front lines of the battle field each warrior is standing true
Waiting for the impact to give the devil his due…
See the Mighty Warrior’s army,
Where God’s angels fight alongside of you…
Hold the line, DO NOT RETREAT!
Holy Spirit, wind and fire is living inside of you, God’s Holy Armor tested and tried
This is what we choose
Fighting by Faith, and not by sight, God’s weapons are what we use.
Though the enemy throws his fiery darts, the most evil kind, trying to take you out
God is in this battle, and the demons he will rout…
Demons shriek in glee, thinking they have won the fight.
But they will surely flee, when they see God in flight…
They do their worst to destroy you
With lies and hate,
They fight harder still, with terror, disease, discouragement, wanting to steal your life, destroy your soul and take your will.
But children of God,
Hold the line…
Though there’s sweat and blood spilled, on our Holy kind…
As we stand and fight on the front lines…
Swords drawn not looking back, taking blows
From the enemies fierce attack~
There’ll be no retreat, the fight is on
We’re Praising God with our worship song…
Hold the line
Hold the line
Souls are waiting in the balance
It’s time, we hold the line and fight!
Battles raging, terror striking hearts
Weakened and tired, Lord, send reinforcements…
Hold the line, is our battle cry…
There will be no retreat it’s do or die~
God sends ten thousand holy angels’, to fight at your side
His word and faith are true…
Weapons of our warfare tested and tried…
Overcomers, that’s me and you…
As, we, hold, the line
Bold and courageous children of God hear the Victory Shout…
Demons running in retreat, Praise God, there was never a doubt…
So hold the line, dear saints of God
Our battles have been won,
There is no greater honor,
Than to fight for what God’s begun…
Child of God, Hold the line!!!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 19, 2019
Hebrews 12: 1-3 NIV Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
2 Corinthians 10:4-6 New Living Translation (NLT)We use God’s mighty weapons, not worldly weapons, to knock down the strongholds of human reasoning and to destroy false arguments. We destroy every proud obstacle that keeps people from knowing God. We capture their rebellious thoughts and teach them to obey Christ. And after you have become fully obedient, we will punish everyone who remains disobedient.
You and Me Together
Come away
Come away
Come away with me to the garden~
In my garden you’ll find rest
In my garden you’ll be loved and blessed~
Come away with me daughter/son
I’ve missed our talks and walks through my garden
Where time and space do not exist
No distractions, no busyness~
Cool breezes sing through the trees
Laughter is heard in the bubbling spring
Hear the sound the bumble bee brings
You child, are everything~
In your face I see a reflection of me
A heart strong, giving and carefree
A love for little ones, who bouncing on my knee,
Ride the little horsey, playful and happy.
Come away
Come away
Come away with me
My angels stand watching over thee
Content in my presence, they wait with expectancy~
Waiting to hear all that you do and say
Bringing a song of glory in worship when you pray, “Our father~”
Our, father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven~
Give us this day our daily bread~
The angels watch when you bow your head~
Lifting your chin I grin and say, “Child look at me. There’s no need to bow your head when you’re with me.”
Come away
Come away
Come away with me, I’m your Papa and you’ll always be my baby!
So when life gets difficult and hard to bear~
When you want to shout to ALL, BEWARE!
When stress overtakes you and you’re full of despair~
Come away with me to my garden, talk to me and we’ll share…
Times of refreshing, soul repaired…
Come away with me child, I’m waiting there~
You see…
Storms will not disturb me
Armies cannot stop me
Mountains cannot block me
Oceans will never overtake me
Technology doesn’t know me
Fear cannot harm me
Demons do not worry me
Riches do not sway me
Nails could not hold me
The grave could not bar me
Kings could not own me
Death could not keep me,
From loving you!!!
Come away
Come away
Come away with me
Take a walk with me in my garden
That’s where you’ll find me
I’m waiting in the holy place
Right now for thee!
~Love, Abba
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 18, 2019
Matthew 6:9-14 The Lord’s prayer.
God Has Heard Their Cry…
Jesus loves the little children;
The unborn that have yet to see the world…
Many a boy and many a girl…
Babies’ sweet babies…
People hide in dark places; their minds are full of woe
Making horrid choices, they discard them and let them go
Pulled from their wombs unknowingly, their lives cut short, and so,
There will be no happy celebration, no showers of gifts bestowed
No names given, no birthday remembered this side of heaven…
They lie in wait of their destruction
Unloved, into the trash they go…
Who will stand up and fight for the babies
These poor unsuspecting souls
Who will protect them and rescue them, so that they can live and grow?
What evil binds the hearts of those who say, Pro-choice is what we choose
What if you, had been murdered, ripped from your mother’s womb?
Life is precious many have forgotten this?
For one day you’ll stand before God’s throne-room…
Has conception become such deception, that you accept this lawless doom?
You, who say, you have rights, remember, you were a fetus too…
Jesus loves the little children, oh why don’t you?
Life for future generations is no longer precious or true…
God will not tolerate his babies being slaughtered by you!!
A reckoning day is coming, the cries of the babies wail…
God, save us from this torturous, living Hell…
As I live and breathe I’m here to tell,
Hear the Mighty Rushing Wind…
It’s on its way and it will end…
All this suffering…
In Jesus name, amen!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 13, 2019
Psalm 139:13-14 New International Version (NIV) For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
I Raise A Hallelujah
For the past few weeks I’ve been feeling weak in my body more than usual. With age comes a certain amount of change, to say the least, lol! The changes in my body are to be expected. It’s just part of the life cycle. Yes we are more than conquerors through Christ Jesus who overcame the world. We don’t have to give into the flesh. I understand all that. But I also understand that this body is not meant to live on forever. Our spirit, yes will live forever and one day we will have a new body…but this one, God says, will return back to dust.
We exercise and take vitamins and strive to eat healthy so that we can have a quality of life as much, and for as long as we can, but, in the end we are all going to die. I’ve accepted that because, well there’s nothing else to do, but, accept it. Any hoo…
Our days are in the hands of the Lord and when he says it’s time to come home, we will go home. The thing is, is not to dwell on it. We are sent, here, for His purpose and some discover that purpose sooner than others…we have a choice, to embrace it and live for Him, or, walk our own way. I chose a long time ago to embrace Him. There is no better way than His way!
Sunday morning I got up and was having an extremely difficult time, weak in my body. I went from the bed to the couch and waited to the last-minute to get my shower and get ready to go to Church.
Bob let me off at the front of the church and went to park the car. I went into the lobby and I felt like I was going to pass out…so I found a chair in our reception area and sat down. I caught the beginning of the last song, I Raise a Hallelujah, here are the words…
I raise a hallelujah, in the presence of my enemies
I raise a hallelujah, louder than the unbelief
I raise a hallelujah, my weapon is a melody
I raise a hallelujah, heaven comes to fight for me
I’m gonna sing, in the middle of the storm
Louder and louder, you’re gonna hear my praises roar
Up from the ashes, hope will arise
Death is defeated, the King is alive!
I raise a hallelujah, with everything inside of me
I raise a hallelujah, I will watch the darkness flee
I raise a hallelujah, in the middle of the mystery
I raise a hallelujah, fear you lost your hold on me!
I’m gonna sing, in the middle of the storm
Louder and louder, you’re gonna hear my praises roar
Up from the ashes, hope will arise
Death is defeated, the King is alive!
Sing a…
Sing a little louder (Sing a little louder)
Sing a little louder (Sing a little louder)
Sing a little louder (Sing a little louder)
Let’s sing a little louder (Let’s sing a little louder)
Sing a little louder (In the presence of my enemies)
Sing a little louder (Louder than the unbelief)
Sing a little louder (My weapon is a melody)
Sing a little louder (Heaven comes to fight for me)
Sing a little louder (In the presence of my enemies)
Sing a little louder (Louder than the unbelief)
Sing a little louder (My weapon is a melody)
Let’s sing a little louder (Heaven comes to fight for me)
Sing a little louder
I’m gonna sing, in the middle of the storm
Louder and louder, you’re gonna hear my praises roar
Up from the ashes, hope will arise
Death is defeated, the King is alive!
Oh, I’m gonna sing, in the middle of the storm
Louder and louder, you’re gonna hear my praises roar
Up from the ashes, hope will arise
Death is defeated, the King is alive!
I raise a hallelujah
I raise a hallelujah
I raise a hallelujah
I raise a hallelujah!
Just begin to raise your own hallelujah
I can’t do it for you
There’s a song written on your heart only you can sing
And when you sing enemies flee
When you sing prison walls come falling down
When you sing heaven invades the earth
So just begin to lift up your hallelujah
Raise it like a banner
Raise it like a flag
Raise it in the middle of the storm
Let it rise, let it rise
Like a symphony to the King
Everything needs Jesus
We raise it all up
Sing a little louder
I raise a hallelujah
I raise a hallelujah
I raise a hallelujah
I raise a hallelujah
I raise a hallelujah
(In the presence of my enemies)
I raise a hallelujah
(Louder than the unbelief)
I raise a hallelujah
(My weapon is a melody)
I raise a hallelujah
(Heaven comes to fight for me)
I began to sing and worship my God and King…when I sang the words…
“I raise a hallelujah, with everything inside of me
I raise a hallelujah, I will watch the darkness flee
I raise a hallelujah, in the middle of the mystery
I raise a hallelujah, fear you lost your hold on me!”
I literally felt something release me…and it was like it flew out of the room…all I could do was worship and cry before the Lord…when the song was over I stood up and there was one lady praising God silently with me…we smiled and said Hallelujah…
I went to the hallway and saw my dear sister Sheila walking towards me, I was still a little weak but I was 100 percent stronger than I was when I walked in. She said she had to go into the sanctuary to hear that song, it meant something very special to her.
We attend the 12:30 service at our church and are on the prayer team to pray before the service. We had no idea what the message was going to be. God is faithful…
At the end of the service Pastor Scott shared what this song meant to him…I had no idea how powerful or why this song was so powerful until after this experience. But… Jesus knows all things! Praise God! And he uses all things for His glory!
The pastor spoke on how we are going to have battles…but on the other side of the battle is the blessing…if we don’t give up…if we don’t get so caught up in thinking that just because you are a Christian that you’ll never face hardship or trials. Trails are going to come, sickness, all kinds of storms…but in the beginning of the storm, in the middle of the storm and through the storm…if we remain faithful to the Lord, even in death, we will receive the blessing of the Lord.
I had a CT scan last week of my lungs. Today I received a call from the doctor’s office. The nurse said they didn’t see any mass, which I was relieved to hear but she said the dr. wants me to come in the office to discuss some other findings.
If I let it the enemy could have a field day with me on this but because of yesterday I will stand in faith…in the battle and believe for the blessing on the other side. I do appreciate your prayers though…and I will be singing in the storm…I raise a hallelujah!!!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 11, 2019;
Journey Church Lake Worth, FL
Acts 16:25-34 But at midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the prisoners were listening to them. Suddenly there was a great earthquake, so that the foundations of the prison were shaken; and immediately all the doors were opened and everyone’s chains were loosed. And the keeper of the prison, awaking from sleep and seeing the prison doors open, supposing the prisoners had fled, drew his sword and was about to kill himself. But Paul called with a loud voice, saying, “Do yourself no harm, for we are all here.” Then he called for a light, ran in, and fell down trembling before Paul and Silas. And he brought them out and said, “Sirs, what must I do to be saved?” So they said, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved, you and your household.” Then they spoke the word of the Lord to him and to all who were in his house. And he took them the same hour of the night and washed their stripes. And immediately he and all his family were baptized. Now when he had brought them into his house, he set food before them; and he rejoiced, having believed in God with all his household.
Hide Me in Your Hiding Place
Hide me in your hiding place
There abiding face to face…
Secrets told and mysteries I behold
Lord, I seek more of thee…
Hide me in your hiding place
Protected from heartache and disgrace
For your love has cleansed and wiped each trace
Of whom I once was; now, a new race…
Changed into your likeness
Where the old man is crucified…
Kneeling at your feet my Lord…I cried…
Save me! Save me!
Your light fills the room with everlasting joy
My heart will ever increase for I’m hidden with the Lord
My Shalom, my Adonai
Alone with you in the hiding place
No reasoning, no answers why…
Just you and I…
I’m overcome with your presence
So I’ll lift a song of praise…
Hide me in your hiding place…
Ovations to the one, who fills the atmosphere with sweet perfume
And chases shadows from the room.
Dearest friend on whom I depend…
Give me strength to begin again…
Hide me in your hiding place
Take this sorrow and this pain…
I will arise and live again for there’s healing in your wings
I will keep on living, I will keep on believing…
Hide me, in your hiding place.
Abiding there with no disgrace
Secure in your amazing grace…
I’ll lift a shout of glorious praise…
Jesus you are my hiding place…
Amen.
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 8, 2019
Psalm 119:114 You are my hiding place and my shield; I hope in Your word.
Psalm 32:7 Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.
Welcome to the Holy of Holies
Jesus is our high priest,
Intercessor and our king…
Living, breathing, son of God
He is everything…
Even from the beginning…
Adam walked with him
Abraham had faith in him
Moses was face to face with him
Samuel called, by him
David sang to him
Solomon wrote of him
Shadows in the ancient world
Revealing He’s always been
Down through the ages
He came as human man
Died and rose again
No longer would we wonder
What lies behind the veil?
Now fully, His blood-sacrifice, will forever prevail
Come boldly to the mercy-seat
Where Jesus sits; our prayers He meets
Enter the Holy of Holies
Spirit now abide
Where once, we could not go…
No barriers constrain us, our father we’ll behold…
Jesus, our high priest…
Welcomes us to be bold!!!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 7, 2019
Hebrews 4:14-16 New International Version (NIV) Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has ascended into heaven, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.
Jesus the Passerby
Called to be a fisherman, my livelihood I spend
Many days out on the sea, casting my net for a catch
Sometimes empty-handed, so I row back to shore
No time to think of wealth or fame, this is my lot, nothing more…
As is my custom I ready my wares, I swab the deck, and mend my nets; sails set…
The words of the passerby say, “Come, follow me…”
Without hesitation and without regret, I lay down my net, and follow…
A fisherman you’ve been called to be, catching fish out on the sea…
Night after night, waters calm, or, stormy…
Now, you’ll become a fisher-of-men, so cast your net and welcome in, souls, for the kingdom…
Filled to more than you can count, souls come pouring in, using nets not made by human hands, you make your cast and then begin… for the Passerby has called you to His side…
Like waves upon the shore-line, He comes riding on the tide…
He seeks you out and calls you,
Fishers-of-men and women, come, follow the Master Fisherman…
Without hesitation and no regret, I drop my net, and follow, Him…
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 5, 2019
Matthew 4:19-20 Walking along the beach of Lake Galilee, Jesus saw two brothers: Simon (later called Peter) and Andrew. They were fishing, throwing their nets into the lake. It was their regular work. Jesus said to them, “Come with me. I’ll make a new kind of fisherman out of you. I’ll show you how to catch men and women instead of perch and bass.” They didn’t ask questions, but simply dropped their nets and followed.
Jesus~ His Eyes are Full of Hope and Love
