The God-Fearer Warrior
She stood her ground and did not run.
Face like stone she faces the sun,
Feet planted on solid ground…
God-fearer, Truth bearer, World shaker
Soul winner, ever proclaiming Yeshua-follower.
Not backing up, or falling down, running towards
Holy ground…slaying demons who dare to growl.
They run in terror at the sound.
Of the name of Jesus, His Spirit found.
In one small girl homeward bound…
Fighting with words of prayer and grace…
Faith secure as she looks into the face…
Of the one who set her free…
She lives to fight with all her might…
She will not give in, nor face defeat…
God-fearer…strong and brave…
Taking souls back from the hellish grave…
On solid ground she takes her stand…
Listens to, her Lord’s command…
Sword drawn, shield in place…
She wins, holding his outstretched hand…
Battle won!
She rescues souls, one by one!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill August 15, 2017
Isaiah 50:6-9The Message (MSG)
The Master, God, has given me a well-taught tongue, So I know how to encourage tired people. He wakes me up in the morning, Wakes me up, opens my ears to listen as one ready to take orders. The Master, God, opened my ears, and I didn’t go back to sleep, didn’t pull the covers back over my head. I followed orders, stood there and took it while they beat me, held steady while they pulled out my beard, Didn’t dodge their insults, faced them as they spit in my face. And the Master, God, stays right there and helps me, so I’m not disgraced. Therefore I set my face like flint, confident that I’ll never regret this. My champion is right here. Let’s take our stand together! Who dares bring suit against me? Let him try! Look! the Master, God, is right here. Who would dare call me guilty? Look! My accusers are a clothes bin of threadbare socks and shirts, fodder for moths!
The Favor
She sat on the cold metal table, numb immovable. She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t move, she tried desperately to comprehend his meaning.
“What? What did he just say? I have…I have can… cancer? What do I do? I have to get home. No, I can’t tell John and the girls this just isn’t a good time. Not now! This happens to someone else not to me, there must be some mistake.” She began to shake, tears streaming down her face with horror and disbelief.
“I see his mouth moving but I can’t hear what he’s saying.” Suzan tried desperately to understand but she was in shock.
“I know this is difficult to hear but we need to start radiation and chemo right away. First we have to do a PET scan. Because of the location in your throat it is impossible to operate. Today is Monday; we will schedule your appointment for this Friday at 8:00 a.m.” Doctor Beck took Mrs. Martin by the hand.
“Suzan look at me.” He handed her a tissue and a glass of water. “I’ve known you and your family for fourteen years, I know this is very hard to take but you are a strong woman it won’t be easy but it is treatable. The survival rate for this type of cancer is very high and with your faith and family support I know you can do this. We’ll do everything we can to help you.”
Suzan looked into Dr. Beck’s eyes and listened intently. “Oh Dr. Beck this can’t be happening. Jackie is graduating college in two months and my grand baby is due any day. John has been looking forward to taking me to Israel this summer. I know I have nothing to complain about, it could be worse but I never in a million years expected this. How can I possibly tell my family this news? This is what I want you to do for me Doctor. I’ll go through the test and start the treatments after the baby is born and Jackie graduates. If you’ll give me until then, I’ll do everything you say without a fuss.”
Doctor Beck said, “Suzan this is nothing to play around with even though it is a slow-growing cancer it needs to be dealt with immediately. But if you promise you’ll keep your word to have the tests done now, I’ll see about postponing the treatments for a couple of months. However, I’m telling you as your doctor you cannot wait a minute longer. It’s totally your decision, Suzan. It can cut off your air supply and you’d suffocate. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?” Dr. Beck looked her square in the eyes and waited.
“Yes Dr. Beck, believe me I understand but I’m not going to let this interfere with the plans John and I have made for our family. I won’t have them worrying about me. God has brought me too far to let me down now and if he wants me to come home I’m more than ready. And one more thing Dr. Beck I don’t want John and the girls to know yet. Promise me you won’t say a word.” Suzan held her breath and waited for the doctor to agree.
“It’s against my better judgment but if you keep your end of the deal I’ll keep mine. Let’s go and get everything set up. We can at least get the PET scan done.”
Suzan left the doctor’s office and headed to her favorite place to pray. There’s a prayer-garden at the church, a sanctuary of peace. Tall oak trees canopied the walk ways, and bronze guardian angels watch over you as you walk beneath their wings. Little birds chirp nearby and a cool summer breeze brings refreshing to the spirit and the soul. Suzan took a deep breath then crumbled to her knees to open her heart to heaven.
“Holy father maker of all living things you gave me my life and you are the only one that can take it. We are here for just a short while and I’m so thankful for the time you’ve given me. I’m thankful for my husband of 30 years and for our two daughters, Mercy and Jackie and soon a grandchild. You said children are a heritage of the Lord and I appreciate what you have entrusted to my care. I’m not asking you to spare me from this awful thing growing in my throat I know I can do all things through you because you will strengthen me. But I am asking that you will grant me a few more years to be with my family and to see my grandchildren grow up. Everything is in your hands and all things must pass through your hands when it concerns your children. So I’m just asking this one small favor Papa God, give me grace and mercy to endure. Amen.”
Mercy had a beautiful bouncing baby boy they named him Israel John Shea. Jackie graduated with honors and would start teaching next fall.
“John I need you to call the girls and ask them to come over for dinner tomorrow night I’m making their favorite spaghetti and meat-balls and tiramisu for dessert.” Suzan said with a determined smile.
“WOW what’s the occasion? You usually make that on a weekend is it someone’s birthday?” John could never remember dates.
“I just want the family to get together I have some news I want to share with everyone and I think dinner would be the best way to do that. Tell them they cannot cancel and I will not take no for an answer.” John knew when she used that tone there was no getting out of it.
“OK honey, I’ll call them right now.” John dropped his newspaper and reached for his cell phone.
“Thank you sweetheart I have an errand to run I’ll be back in about an hour.” Suzan picked up her purse and keys and quickly left the house.
Upon arriving at the doctor’s office Suzan signed in and took a seat. Sitting next to her was a little girl she looked to be about 8 years old. Her hair was completely gone she looked at Suzan with big brown eyes and smiled.
“This is your first time here isn’t it? I can always spot the newbie’s you’ll be OK, don’t worry. My name is Sherri spelled with an “i” at the end. All my friends call me Lil Miss Angel not because I’m so cute and sweet but because I’m little and I’m an angel. This is my third month of radiation, mommy drops me off for an hour then she comes back to get me, she knows I’m in good hands. I’m not afraid I’m a big girl and you know what? I have a best friend he lives right inside my heart. You know what his name is? It’s Jesus and he told me I didn’t have to be afraid at all.” Suzan listened in amazement and thought, “This little girl is my hero!”
Sherri told Suzan all about the cancer growing in her body and how the chemo made all her hair fall out but that it would grow back. Then she told her about her best friend and how she sees him in her dreams and how one time she saw a beautiful bright light and it took her to a place where the sky lit up with radiant colors, covering everything in hews of lavender and yellow; green and red; orange and pink; a place only little kids would dream of and you know what else? The air smelled like summer time after a fresh rain. I didn’t want to leave. Did you ever chase a rainbow Miss Suzan? I was in the rainbow.” Her face was glowing.
“And you know what else, I went to heaven for a visit and Jesus sat me on his lap and told me all about how the world was formed and then he told me that I was sent to my mommy and daddy for a very special purpose. Mommy and daddy needed a little angel girl to brighten up their life and so he sent me.” Sherri got real quiet and then took another breath and said, “Jesus said I’d have to come back to earth, it wasn’t time for me to go to heaven yet. He smelled just like wildflowers and honey. He gave me a great big hug.” Then he said, “Sherri I’ll see you again but it will be when you’re very old in earth years. Then I woke up and I began to get better.”
The nurse came to the door and called out. “Mrs. Suzan Martin?”
“Sherri honey, you are a very special Lil angel thank you for telling me your story you have given me great hope. I’ll see you next time OK?” Suzan stood to go. Sherri smiled real big and reached up for a hug.
The girls arrived at the house at 6:30 p.m. “Mom, Dad we’re here.”
Suzan was just putting the dinner on the table. “Come in. Where’s my grandson?” Mercy handed Israel to his Grammy and then they all settled around the table.
“Dad said you have something you want to discuss with us what’s it all about?” Mercy said as she reached for a bread-stick.
Suzan took a deep breath and began by saying. “God has all wisdom and all things are in his hands. That being said I need to tell you that I began radiation therapy today.” John dropped his fork and the girls just stared.
They all started to speak at once. ”Why didn’t you tell us? How long have you known? What’s the radiation for?”
“Calm down, I know this is a shock to all of you but I just couldn’t tell you with the baby coming and the graduation so I waited that’s all.” Suzan said, kissing Israel’s cheek.
John spoke up first, “Well, tell us the details what kind of cancer is it and why didn’t you tell me?”
“You know that lump on the side of my neck the one we thought was because of a cold? I had Dr. Beck look at it and the tests came back positive for cancer of the tongue. It’s about the size of a nickel. He said the survival rate is very good for this type of cancer. I have to go for radiation for five days and chemo once a week for six weeks. I’ve cried and prayed and now have peace. Especially after what I saw today at therapy I have a lot to be thankful for.”
Jackie ran to her mother and threw her arms around her. “Mom whatever you need me to do I’ll be right here for you.”
“I know you will Jackie but you have your new job coming up and I don’t want you distracted, if I need you I know how to get in touch with you. That goes for you to Mercy. You have your hands full with little Israel, don’t worry your dad and I can handle this.”
“They made a mesh mask to cover my face and neck I look like Darth Vader only it’s white. It fits over my entire head then they strap me down. I have to lie perfectly still so they don’t miss and fry my eye.”
Mercy gasped and said, “Oh Mama that’s terrible how can you joke about it? I would be devastated. And I know how claustrophobic you are.”
“That’s why I hold a small medallion of Jesus in my hand the whole time and I pray without ceasing. The worst part is that the mask is so tight over my face, it is very difficult to breathe and it makes me feel extremely anxious. But I asked my heavenly father to give me grace to stand it and for a merry heart to endure it. I just hope I can stay positive until I’m completely well again. Then I want us to take our trip to Israel.” They embraced each other and bowed their heads to pray.
Suzan suffered the pain of burns in her mouth and could not eat or drink so they put a feeding tube into her stomach. The chemo and radiation took its ugly toll on her. John held her as she vomited every morning. They cried out to God for mercy. She kept losing weight. Nothing the doctor gave her could sooth the burning in her mouth and throat. But they persevered. And then it was over, at least the radiation and chemo was over. The doctor ordered another PET scan which determined that the cancer was gone but so were Suzan’s taste buds. Her mouth was raw she couldn’t eat or even drink without pain. She went from a size 16 to a size 6. She tried desperately to eat but it only caused pain. The only thing sustaining her was the nutrition drinks and even those made her sick. Then they decided to go visit the little angel girl. Sherri’s hair had begun to grow back with little blond curls. She was cancer free.
“Miss Suzan, we’ve gone through enough pain and suffering don’t you think?” Sherri said as she picked up a small book from the table. Then she handed it to Suzan. “The Favor,” was the title of the book.
Sherri said, “Miss Suzan, Jesus has a favor he wants to ask of you. But first you have to believe that he wants you well. Do you believe?” Suzan frail but bright-eyed smiled and said, “Oh yes Sherri I believe.”
“He wants you to visit the children that are listed in this book. They don’t have long to live in this life but during the time they have left, he wants them to know him. He knows you know him and He wants you to share His love with them. Can you do that?” Sherri asked with a bright and cheerful smile.
“Yes Sherri I’ll go tomorrow.” As Suzan agreed she felt a warmth flow all through her body, strength filling her limbs and saliva filled her mouth which had been completely gone.
“Oh my, I feel wonderful. John the pain in my mouth is gone and I can swallow I never realized how wonderful spit could be.” Suzan began to laugh out loud. Thank you Jesus!”
It has been three years since that miracle day and the encounter Suzan had with Lil’ Miss Angel. She met and shared Jesus with over 1000 children who had terminal cancer but they left earth with Jesus in their hearts. Are you ready for the favor?
My mother was diagnosed with tongue cancer last year she has lost so much weight and still struggles to eat and continues to lose weight. But her faith in God sustains her. She’s 81 years old she is a cancer survivor. I dedicate this story to her.
Mom had the ultimate healing and went home to be with the Lord in July 2015.
~Marla Y. O’Neill ©2013
Build a Bridge of Faith, Hope and Love
The ravine is wide full of rocks and debris
Danger and disaster is waiting there, you see
Turbulent waters, undercurrents too
How will we reach the other side?
We could build a bridge; me and you…
Who are you kidding, we are only two…
A bridge of faith that’s what we’ll do…
Come on now, friend, and let’s begin…
You’ve given me hope and with that I will send…
Word to the village they have lots of men…
When Noah built the ark God gave him the design
If God can do it for him, then I’m sure we can find…
Men and women with a vision who will make the time…
God wants bridge builders of faith, hope, and love…
Then we’ll see God’s favor flow from above,
It will bridge the gap over the perilous ravine…
For faith is a bridge, of things hoped for, and evidence of things, not seen.
Love is the glue, hope holds us up; faith pleases God, when it’s seen in me and you!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill August 14, 2017
Faith in What We Don’t See
The fundamental fact of existence is that this trust in God, this faith, is the firm foundation under everything that makes life worth living. It’s our handle on what we can’t see. The act of faith is what distinguished our ancestors, set them above the crowd. Hebrews 11:1-2The Message (MSG)
But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13 The Message (MSG)
Every Masterpiece Has at Least One Flaw
I was sitting in my doctor’s examination room the other day and while I was waiting I looked at a painting she had hanging on the wall as you can see above. The frame was a window-frame with chipped paint, I love it. The painting is of an old run down country fruit and vegetable stand. There are baskets of apples sitting on the ground and smaller baskets of vegetables sitting on some old planks in front of an old store. The floor is dirt. It reminds me of something you’d see in an Amish community. Where passersby can stop and buy their produce.
When the doctor came in I mentioned how much I liked the painting and she said, thank you, but it’s not one of her husband’s paintings. She said he’s a very good artist and she has several of his paintings in some of the other rooms. She said if you look close you can see the perspective is off and they’ve painted shadows in the wrong places.
Later I thought about that…I thought, you know she didn’t see what I saw…she was looking at the flaws and errors in the painting. I was seeing a little country produce stand. It was quaint and made me feel nostalgic and peaceful. I wasn’t’ worried about the flaws.
Lots of times all we see are the flaws in things and in people. We miss the genuine smile…the story in the eyes…or the heartache…we see color or the physical characteristics and we judge without seeing the authentic, true person. All we see are the flaws.
It’s sad that we always go by our first impressions when we meet someone. And sometimes we are right, but lots of times we can be quite wrong.
I’m not saying we shouldn’t be our best. But I learned that even the Amish when they make furniture or sew or make a quilt they will put a flaw in their work on purpose just so they won’t have pride.
If a diamond is too perfect and has no flaws it is said to be a fake.
Our flaws are what make us unique. My uncle used to hate his freckles until one day his class had a freckle contest and he won…what he thought was a flaw actually made him a winner.
What we see as flaws are really blessings in disguise. So next time you look at someone or even yourself and all you see are the flaws, look again, look passed the flaws and see the person who is hiding on the inside just wanting to be accepted and loved just like you.
We may not be of much value to some people but to God we are a treasure, flaws and all.
~Marla Shaw O’Neill August 12, 2017
Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong. 2 Corinthians 12:8-10 New International Version (NIV)
This is the message that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: “Jeremiah, go down to the potter’s house. I will give you my message there.”
So I went down to the potter’s house and saw him working with clay at the wheel. He was making a pot from clay. But there was something wrong with the pot. So the potter used that clay to make another pot. With his hands he shaped the pot the way he wanted it to be. Jeremiah 18:1-4 Easy-to-Read Version (ERV)
Good or Evil
This afternoon as I was sitting at my computer writing, as I usually do, minding my business, when I heard something fall on the floor…I got up from my computer and looked and saw that this flower (artificial) I had sitting on top of my bookcase had fallen. It’s been up there for weeks. There was no wind, no vibration, nothing that could explain why it had fallen…all of a sudden the hairs on my arms stood up and chill bumps rolled over my being…it was fear…I could run out the door or I could stand my ground.
I chose to stand my ground in the power of God and I said, “If you are a demon I command you to go right now in the name of Jesus…but if you are a Holy Angel sent from Father God, then you are welcome.” I proceeded to pray in the spirit and gave God praise!
I picked the flower up and set it back on-top of the shelf and I walked into the kitchen…I was not going to let the devil get a stronghold in my home. My home is peaceful and it is quiet. I spend a lot of time in prayer and in fellowship with the Lord it was unusual for me to feel that kind of fear.
Our warfare is not against flesh and blood…we cannot fight the enemy in our flesh…it has to be done in the spirit by the authority of the name of Jesus…He gave us that authority…but we have to know how to use it. Don’t be like the seven sons of Sceva. (Acts 19:11-20 see below.)
There have been times when I was praying and I sensed the presence of Holy Angels and I’ve even heard sounds that sounded like fluttering wings…and people say Angels don’t have wings…well I can tell you some of them do…
I have encountered many strange, wonderful, and even freaky things throughout my walk with the Lord…and I know that when there is peace, it is of God, and when there is fear, it’s most likely from the dark side…
God is greater than any demon, we just need to know that, and know that as a Child of God we have been given power through the name of Jesus to cast them out and they have to go…
Recently I asked God to put a guard on my mouth and I had just spoken something negative to myself when the flower fell…afterwards I even said, “Lord is that you, reminding me to watch what I say?” Either way I learned the lesson.
All I know is that the invisible world is watching…we can know these things by reading God’s word…we must be aware…we must be alert…and we must be prepared to fight this battle in the Spirit…and let God sort it all out! Amen!
If you want to walk closer to God and you want the gifts of the Holy Spirit to operate in your life…then seek and search God’s word and ask him to fill you with more of Jesus and never stop asking…He wants to give you more of Him…so don’t be shy…dig deep…there are so many treasures He is longing to give you. But not for self-gratification…they are to be used for His glory and His purposes…amen!
Let me close by saying this, even if there is no one else around listening…the invisible’s are always listening…the demons and the Holy Angels…so if you talk to yourself…make sure it is uplifting and positive…God just might send an Angel to remind you…to watch your words!!!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill 8/10/2017
Acts 19:11-17 English Standard Version (ESV)
The Sons of Sceva
And God was doing extraordinary miracles by the hands of Paul, so that even handkerchiefs or aprons that had touched his skin were carried away to the sick, and their diseases left them and the evil spirits came out of them. Then some of the itinerant Jewish exorcists undertook to invoke the name of the Lord Jesus over those who had evil spirits, saying, “I adjure you by the Jesus whom Paul proclaims.” Seven sons of a Jewish high priest named Sceva were doing this. But the evil spirit answered them, “Jesus I know, and Paul I recognize, but who are you?” And the man in whom was the evil spirit leaped on them, mastered all of them and overpowered them, so that they fled out of that house naked and wounded.
Seraphim stood above Him, each having six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. Isaiah 6:2
I also heard the sound of their wings like the sound of abundant waters as they went, like the voice of the Almighty, a sound of tumult like the sound of an army camp; whenever they stood still, they dropped their wings. Ezekiel 1:24
And there came a voice from above the expanse that was over their heads; whenever they stood still, they dropped their wings. Ezekiel 1:25
Each of them had four faces and four wings. Ezekiel 1:6
Each one had four faces and each one four wings, and beneath their wings was the form of human hands. Ezekiel 10:21
Relic’s In Museums…
Ecclesiastes 3 There is a time….
I was born in a simpler time…in the fifties…
Where words were used like cool and nifty
Girls were girls and boys were boys…
We actually played outside and played with toys…
Until the seventies came along where young people wanted to make love, not war
And Peace was a held up, hand sign, along with flower power and spiked brownies
It gave them the munchies and paranoia
Then the eighties came along and people no longer waved and didn’t wanna know ya…
The nineties were a blur with Hi-Technology rising fast
Fads, becoming a thing of the past…
Super Wal-Mart’s and Super Heroes, faster cars and faster lives, speeding on down the highway…
The New Millennium sure was an eye opener, with tattoos tatted on young folk’s skin…
Foreigners from everywhere…how did they get in?
Presidents and politics and governments galore…
I must be getting old I sure don’t like this anymore…
No respect for anyone, or, anything…
Is this what it means to live in the new millennium? Baby boomers old, no one remembers ‘em?
If in the last sixty years the world has all gone mad…
What will it be like in the future? I reckon things sure will be sad…
People will have to make a change and bring it about
If not…
I’ll sure be glad to be gone and out…
For this ole world is just not the same…
Is this what my grandparent’s thought at my age…?
No wonder they called it a generation gap, it sure is a shame…
And when you, my little ones, are grown
Will this place have a place, that’s still called home?
I’m older now…I’m past my prime…I sit a lot, and have lots of time…
To think and ponder on all this stuff…I’ll be praying for future generations
You’re gona need it ‘cause it will sure gona be rough…
You won’t recognize a tree as a tree…
Or even a smart phone they’ll be a thing of the past…just look at me…
Relic’s in museums that’s where you’ll find,
Only memories once lived, that are now History!
~~Marla Shaw O’Neill August 9, 2017
It’s All About Grace
August 9, 2013 at 11:20am
When I was a little girl I was drawn to God. I use to walk to a little neighborhood church and hear them sing and pray and read God’s word. At the end of each service they would sing…
1. “Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling for you, and for me…See on the portal, He’s waiting and watching, watching for you and for me…
[Chorus] Come home, come home Ye who are weary, come home… Earnestly tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling oh sinner come home…
2. All for a wonderful love He has promised… Promised for you, and for me…Though we have sinned he has mercy and pardon…Pardon for you and for me.”
I would sing the song and my little heart would be drawn to the master! So I went forward repented of all my 6 years of sinning and at 8/9 years old I was baptized in a little creek. I was home!
There have been many trials and testing’s throughout the years but God has always been in my heart! It takes Grace to live this life. Grace for death and grace for living.
“Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me, I once was lost but now I’m found was blind but now I see.”
I sang Amazing Grace, at my grandfather’s funeral many years ago. It’s a classic and has been sung throughout the ages, it’s an anthem for the Christian walk. But have you ever really thought about what Grace means? It’s God’s unmerited favor!!!!!” We can’t earn it and we can’t buy it. It was Gods free gift to mankind.
Without Grace there would be no pardon of sin. Grace says, you’re forgiven. It says you can bare the pain. It says you’re not alone. It says I am with you always. Grace says there’s nothing you can do to be worthy enough, and it says, you don’t have to bare the sorrow all by yourself. Jesus said, “My grace is sufficient for you!”
When your heart is humble before your heavenly father and you’re torn with grief and burdened with an overload of circumstances that seem insurmountable…God gives His grace, His unmerited favor, all you have to do is accept it! And oh the peace that passes understanding that will come flooding into your soul. It’s like standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down the steep slope, wanting to jump, and thinking no ones cares, there’s no one to help…but in a flash God’s Grace swoops you up and carries you to safety. God’s arms wrap around you and hold you securely with no fear, no doubt and no despair. Yes the Grace of God is His free gift, all you have to do is embrace it! His peace will give you rest and hope in every circumstance and lead you all the way home!
It is Grace through Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ who gave us everything and bought us back from sin and death and He will take us through everything in this life and the life to come. Accept His Grace, His free gift to you right now. Amen.
~Marla Shaw O’Neill 8/9/2013
God saved you by his grace when you believed. And you can’t take credit for this; it is a gift from God. Salvation is not a reward for the good things we have done, so none of us can boast about it. Ephesians 2:8-9 New Living Translation (NLT)
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 2 Corinthians 12:9 English Standard Version (ESV)
The Promise
Sounds of quiet fill the room
Alone with the invisible ones who soon
Will take their que and fill the gloom…
With light so full and joy so free…
Souls of men, given to thee…
Laughter and singing and shouts of glee
The angel’s party, rejoicing in the heavenlies
Dance, they dance when they hear the news
Shouts like thunder triumphant and amused…
Humans say, yes, their hearts are true…
Bondage broken, curtain torn in two…
God sent Jesus to do this for you…
A Mighty Rushing Wind comes through the door,
Tongues set on fire…
Preaching begins…
Divers languages, over taking the crowd…
Satan loses…Jesus wins!!
Prophets speak out…
No fear, no doubt…
Holy Spirit promise, delivered and received
Faith is built, when you simply believe!
Faith will grow into a magnificent tree, started from a tiny seed.
Silence is heard in solitude’s domain…
Faith, Hope and Love will always remain.
You have nothing to lose and everything to gain!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill August 8, 2017
Jesus Promises the Holy Spirit
“If you love me, keep my commands. 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. John 14:15-17 New International Version (NIV)
And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.’ In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.” Luke 15:9-11 New International Version (NIV)
Lesson Learned…
