Do You Recognize Him

Bethany, east of the Jordan River
A man was questioned, “Who are you?”
“I am not the Messiah!
I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness…
My name is John, I baptize with water, but right here
In the crowd is someone you do not recognize.” (Matthew 3:26) 
Can you imagine being in a crowded place when all of a sudden,
A celebrity is noticed, someone everyone recognizes like, let’s say, Morgan Freeman.
He’s a pretty huge star. But on this day, no one recognized him. If people had known he was there in their midst they would have gone wild. They’d have wanted his autograph, and everyone would have rushed around him to get a picture with him. Excitement and cheers would have gone up because this famous man was in the crowd. But the son of God, no one recognized him in the crowd that day, because they didn’t know who he was. John came to announce that someone greater than himself was in the crowd, whose sandals he wasn’t worthy to unloose. Someone they’ve read about and talked about for centuries but when He came no one knew him… 
Jesus was in the crowd that day and he came to John to be baptized. John didn’t know he was the Messiah until he saw the spirit of God, like a dove, descend and rest upon him. God had told John that’s how he would know Jesus. John said, he is the one who will baptize with the Holy Spirit. (John 1:32-33) NLT 
John baptized Jesus and when he came up out of the water, he heard a voice from heaven saying, “This is my beloved son, in whom I am well pleased. (Matthew 3:17) 
Are you in the crowd today listening, watching but you don’t recognize the Savior? He’s standing in the crowd right beside you. Compassion on his face, there’s a longing in his heart just for you. He’s holding out his hand to take yours. He wants to talk to you and walk with you and tell you how very much he loves you. Do you recognize him? Don’t you have questions you want answers for? John is still speaking today and he’s saying, “Prepare the way of the Lord; Make His paths straight.” (Matthew 3:3) 
Even today people don’t recognize him, but he’s there…in the crowd.
He’s in the face of his children…when we speak a kind word or lend a hand to help our neighbor…he’s there at the bedside of a loved one dying…he’s there when a new-born baby takes his first breath. He’s there when you are crying in the night because you don’t know what you’re going to do. He’s there when you are sick and he’s there when you are well…He is always here. But if you don’t recognize him…you won’t know he’s here. 
There’s a way for you to recognize him…it’s simple and easy…and no all your trials won’t go away because you accept him. But I promise you, He has said he will be with you through all of them. He has given his peace in the midst of the trial. He has given His joy in the center of your pain. He will give you the Holy Spirit to help you, if you will simply open your heart and recognize who he is. God said, “This is my beloved son, in who I am well pleased.” 
The crowd is pressing in, the noise of the day is stifling…Do you see Him? There he is, there’s a woman at his feet…she knows him…and she knows that if she can just touch the hem of his robe she will be healed (Matthew 9:21)…She recognized him in the crowd, he is, THE SON OF GOD! 
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 31, 2017
John 1:19-34
The Testimony of John the Baptist

This was John’s testimony when the Jewish leaders sent priests and Temple assistants from Jerusalem to ask John, “Who are you?” He came right out and said, “I am not the Messiah.”

“Well then, who are you?” they asked. “Are you Elijah?”

“No,” he replied.

“Are you the Prophet we are expecting?”

“No.”

“Then who are you? We need an answer for those who sent us. What do you have to say about yourself?”

John replied in the words of the prophet Isaiah:

“I am a voice shouting in the wilderness,
    ‘Clear the way for the Lord’s coming!’”

Then the Pharisees who had been sent asked him, “If you aren’t the Messiah or Elijah or the Prophet, what right do you have to baptize?”

John told them, “I baptize with water, but right here in the crowd is someone you do not recognize. Though his ministry follows mine, I’m not even worthy to be his slave and untie the straps of his sandal.”

This encounter took place in Bethany, an area east of the Jordan River, where John was baptizing.

Jesus, the Lamb of God

The next day John saw Jesus coming toward him and said, “Look! The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world! He is the one I was talking about when I said, ‘A man is coming after me who is far greater than I am, for he existed long before me.’ I did not recognize him as the Messiah, but I have been baptizing with water so that he might be revealed to Israel.”

Then John testified, “I saw the Holy Spirit descending like a dove from heaven and resting upon him. I didn’t know he was the one, but when God sent me to baptize with water, he told me, ‘The one on whom you see the Spirit descend and rest is the one who will baptize with the Holy Spirit.’ I saw this happen to Jesus, so I testify that he is the Chosen One of God.”

FAITH

 When life pulls the rug, out from under you
And it feels as if you’re falling into a bottomless pit
Don’t panic…don’t quit…
Don’t struggle
Don’t despair
Don’t fight it…
Fall and keep right on falling into His everlasting arms.
God’s got cha…He will not abandon you…
He will carry you all the way to the top…
There is nowhere God is not…
If you don’t know Him,
Well that’s another story for another time…
If you do know Him,
Have Faith in Him
Even if He takes you out of this world…
Free falling…
Lean back, throw out your arms…and fall…
Straight into His Arms,
I promise He will catch you…
It’s called trust!
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 30, 2017

Wild Flowers and Purpose

I started out for a long walk and I came into this meadow. In the meadow I saw a group of wild flowers; they weren’t doing anything but standing in the thicket. I said, “Excuse me Wild Flowers, why do you just stand here? What is your purpose? You are multicolored, you all stick together as a family, and you have a large area of ground you possess. But I don’t see you work or toil, just what is it you do?”
Wild flower’s in their melodious soft voices spoke up in unison. “It may appear to you that we are just standing here and that we have no purpose Sir, but we’ve seen many things others have never seen and heard secrets and have watched as seasons come and go. We see the moon come out every night and the sun come up every morning…the rain washes us and the sun dries us and, we keep the soil from escaping into the brook. We’ve seen many a man and woman pass our way going nowhere and doing nothing. What is your purpose, Sir?”
I looked with surprise and said, “My, my, my, that is a lot of doing, now, isn’t it? I will tell you Wild Flower’s, I’ve walked many miles and I’ve visited large cities. I’ve sailed across oceans and flown in airplanes and talked to many people all appearing to be going nowhere. I’ve asked them what their purpose in life is and not one could give me such a detailed answer as yours. I really don’t know my purpose. But I’m beginning to understand something of a mystery. We as people are always busy but we don’t accomplish very much. Oh there are huge high-rise buildings and houses built on every available piece of land. There are hospitals and schools and governments to teach us what our purposes are…and still at the end of our very old age, we look back, and can’t really tell you why we were put here on this earth.
Some have learned to achieve degrees in college. Some have accomplished climbing great mountain tops. Some have the most beautiful talents in music and art and science…they’ve made discoveries in the oceans and in the Universe but leave feeling empty and incomplete. Wisdom doesn’t come from reading books; she doesn’t come from experiences in life. No, Wisdom is something that is rare and only comes from one source. And to get, Wisdom, you have to ask.”
“Well, Sir, we understand because that source you speak of has given us all we need. He has put our purpose inside us. We are content in who we are and what our purpose is. We don’t have to seek for an answer. The answer is inside us. And when you know who your source is, and that all comes from Him, nothing else matters. We are at home in our own place. Our life-span is not very long, but in that life-span, we live a life-time knowing our source and doing what we were created to do. That is Wisdom, Sir.”
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 30, 2017
James 1:5-8 The Voice (VOICE)
 If you don’t have all the wisdom needed for this journey, then all you have to do is ask God for it; and God will grant all that you need. He gives lavishly and never scolds you for asking.
Wisdom, as James understands it, is the ability to live life well and make good decisions. Wisdom doesn’t come from old age or hard knocks. Wisdom begins with knowing and depending absolutely on God, who is never stingy when it comes to wisdom for those who seek it. He supplies all the wisdom we need when we ask. But when we try to go it alone—without God—trouble is around the corner.
The key is that your request be anchored by your single-minded commitment to God. Those who depend only on their own judgment are like those lost on the seas, carried away by any wave or picked up by any wind. Those adrift on their own wisdom shouldn’t assume the Lord will rescue them or bring them anything.The splinter of divided loyalty shatters your compass and leaves you dizzy and confused.
The Voice Bible Copyright © 2012 Thomas Nelson, Inc. The Voice™ translation © 2012 Ecclesia Bible Society All rights reserved.

 

The Dance

Here put this on…
I heard someone say to me…
It’s your color for all to see…
Oh, it’s perfect; it fits you to a tee…
Twirling around and around as the skit flows wild and free
Stopping, suddenly, in the middle of the floor, I don’t recognize me…
Sunbeams dancing in through the window
A shadow spins, and I see…
His hand extended out to me, as I giggle with expectancy…
Taking his hand he turns me about, as the music begins to play…
In a tiny, little, room with dust and spider-webs about…
We dance to a waltz, in, and out…
Bare-feet on wooden floor
There is no feeling, and nothing more…
Than what I have in this moment,
Dancing with the LORD!
Lord, how can I tell you what you mean to me? How can I begin to express how much I love you and know that you love me more? I will live my life in surrender and obedience to your call. And when I lie down in blessed rest I will see you face to face and all will be revealed. (Holy Spirit, I ask that you speak to my Heavenly Father in the Holy tongue. Amen.)
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 29, 2017
Let them praise His name with the dance; Let them sing praises to Him with the timbrel and harp. Psalm 149:3 New King James Version (NKJV)
Then Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took the timbrel in her hand; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. Exodus 15:20 NKJV

My Hug from Heaven

This morning between 3 a.m. and 4 a.m., I had an extraordinary dream…
I was in my mom’s house. Mark was standing in the kitchen and on the counter were several bags of coffee. It was a brand I’ve never heard of and Mark asked where it came from and what it tasted like. I said I don’t know I’ve never seen it before. It looked organic. LOL!
When we were growing up, my mom would get us up every morning to get ready for school. She’d make us breakfast and she’d make us coffee with sugar and cream. It was delicious. I could drink cream and sugar back then. Now I drink my coffee black with two Sweet n’low (the pink one). I know Sweet n’low, is not good for me, but I don’t care for the taste of any of the other sweeteners and there’s not a whole lot I enjoy anymore because of the diabetes so, allow me this one indulgence.
In my dream I was missing mom a lot. There was that empty feeling in the house. I went over to another counter and wrote her a letter. I told her that I missed her and that I loved her and many other things I thought would be interesting to her if she was here.
Then I opened the refrigerator and looked inside, it was bare. With only some kind of root looking things, some dried up celery, and not much of anything else. I wanted to make some pancakes but there were no eggs, no milk and no flour.
If you knew my mom you’d know she always kept her fridge full of wonderful food. She was organized and extremely clean. I’d say to the point of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) “Anything worth doing, was worth doing right” I heard her say this many times.
She loved people and she loved food. Even with the cancer, she made sure her grocery list was made out and that someone went to the store to purchase these items for her, so that her cabinets were always stocked with food.
As I closed the refrigerator door I turned around and there was mom. She was standing there smiling her big beautiful smile. She was wearing a vibrant red suit with little gold buttons and her hair was done. Mom always made sure she was dressed nice and had her hair done. She’d say, “We are Ambassadors for Christ.” She was a classic lady…reminded us of Grace Kelly, Princes Grace. Anyway she looked to be about forty-five and she glowed. Not like a bright light coming out of her, no…she looked natural but so happy. I ran and we embraced each other, there was so much Love coming from her…it was like being wrapped in a warm blanket. In our family our hugs are usually quick, with a little pat and then release. But this hug was captivating and when I went to release her…she held on…it was pure and total love that I felt…I never felt that acceptance before… there was no judgment or fear or uncomfortableness…I was filled with happiness, not sadness…and I was so touched by this love that I can’t even explain the feeling…it was just, total complete love…
It is a warmth full of grace, and nothing like I’ve ever experienced in this life ever…
Bob, your hugs come close but this was a hug from Heaven…
I thought well maybe she’s coming to tell me that I’ll be going home soon…because she died in July of 2016, and since that time, I’ve felt her presence many times but always with sadness and grief…and I’ve only dreamed about her one time and she was at a distance in a kitchen cooking. God letting me know she was happy and secure. This is the first time we’ve actually come face to face with each other since she died. And it was such a happy time.
Then I woke up and I had a smile on my face. I was secure and there was no grief at all…And I heard the Holy Spirit say to me…”You have nothing to worry about…it is not your time yet…I have a few more things I need you to do so you’ll be staying a while longer…then I was sad…LOL…because I’m totally ready…I’m ready to go home…I don’t want to leave Bob, or the family, I want to see my grandchildren grow up and share in their lives…but if God wants to take me then that’s OK with me too…
I know a whole lot of you are praying for me…and I believe that this dream is a result of those prayers…Thank you. Thank you so much.
And thank you Jesus for giving me this special gift this morning…
If the love that came through my mom was any indication of what heaven is like…then do not tarry…for I am more than ready to go.
But I’m also willing and ready to do whatever it is you have for me to do while I’m still here…
Because I’ll carry this new love with me forever…
Hugs will be different from now on…and the grief that I carried has lifted and I’m truly happy because I know my mom is happy and joyful and thrilled and pleased with her children.
Thank you!
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 29, 2017

Laugh Out Loud…

 

Lighten up buttercup…
No time to sit and stew…
Life is hard,
Didn’t say it wasn’t…
Sometimes you get black and blue…
Sometimes you just have to laugh out loud…
LOL, LOL, LOL
Belly gushers…knee knockers, pee running down your leg…
Kind of laughter…
Laugh and the world laughs with you,
Cry and you cry alone…
So come on hit that funny bone…
Tickle me pink, and giggle girls,
Laughter’s great for the soul
Laugh ‘til it hurts
Snot out your nose, kind of bursts…
Knee slapping, head bobbin, nose snorting…
Hand clapping…
Laughter…
Now that’s what I call a party…
That’s what I’m after…
Roll on the floor…
Can’t catch your breath…
Bent over, can’t even walk out the door…
Curling toes…
That’s all I know…
A merry heart is what I’ve come for
Don’t be a dope…
Laughter helps you cope…
A merry heart is better than soap…
Laugh…Laugh…Laugh….
Th-Th-Th 
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 28, 2017

If

If I live, I live For My God.
If I die, I die for Him…
Will you?
Will you love him no matter what?
Even when your darkest night comes…
Even when you find no way out of the most difficult situation you could imagine…
Will you live for Him?
Will you keep his love and forgive?
Even when you are wronged? Tortured? Humiliated? Abandoned? Lied too? When sickness or death come…
Will you love him still?
Life is full of testing’s, trials, persecutions, regrets…
Life is full of mistakes and failures and waste and unkindness…
You, Child of God will you love him even if…?
If, will test your heart…
Are you willing to walk with Him to the end?
Because if you can answer yes, to these questions…and he’s proven your heart to be true…
Then there is nothing in this life that can hinder you, in your walk with Him…
You will be tested…that is for sure…But one thing I’ve learned in this life with Him…
He is always with me…always true…and will always be…
No matter what!!!
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 28, 2017

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He shall direct your paths. Proverbs 3:5-6 New King James Version (NKJV)

Who He Is

I will praise the LORD with all my breath…
And all that is within me…
I will extol His greatness over mountain tops…
Where he alone has stood…
The rivers will rush to tell that, God is Good
The valleys will shout with greenery of flowers and trees will clap their hands
In adoration to my loving Adonai…
The shooting stars will spread the news
Rocks will cry out…in unison
That God is God, be not ashamed…
The Sun and Moon shine forever at the mention of His Name…
Hashem…YHWA…Divine…
There is no other like Him…He is one of a kind
His thoughts far above our human mind…
The ancients speak of His glory…
Telling the infinite story…
How God walked among us…
Even before time…
Who is the LORD OF GLORY?
Jesus, the, I AM, the Holy Spirit…
Creators of all that exists…
We owe everything to them…
The three in one makes Him…
What is the body, what is the mind, what is the spirit…?
Who is the Father? Who is the Son? Who is the Holy Spirit…?
God, three in one…
In the garden life has begun.
A mystery for sure to tell…only found in Him alone…
When you read His word and talk to them you’ll know
He’s where you belong…
Secrets for His children…He whispers in our heart’s ear…
Saying, Come to me little children, I love it when you are near…
You see I’ve loved you always…even when you’ve shed your tears…
And run from me out of fear…
If you could only realize that in me…there is only love
That’s all I want to give…
Everlasting love is yours I’m your Father and I forgive…
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 28, 2017
Psalm 30:12 New King James Version (NKJV)
To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

Woman of Regret

The mother of all living sat with regret
Knowing, she, would never forget
That life changing day long ago, in the garden…
The toil of her husband, leaves her lonely and forlorn
All because she did not heed the words of the LORD!
Son, given, in hard labor and pain
But worse yet, was when death came…
And Cain killed his own brother Able…
I will never forget…
The price was too great, what I did that day
Oh why didn’t I listen to what Abba had to say…
I could have never imagined this terrible pain…
Never to live in the garden again…
Never to walk in the cool of the day,
With Abba and Adam, if only I’d obeyed!
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 28, 2017
Genesis (KJV) Chapter 3
1 Now the serpent was more subtle than any beast of the field which the Lord God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?
2 And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden:
3 But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die.
4 And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die:
5 For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.
6 And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also unto her husband with her; and he did eat.
7 And the eyes of them both were opened, and they knew that they were naked; and they sewed fig leaves together, and made themselves aprons.
8 And they heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day: and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God amongst the trees of the garden.
9 And the Lord God called unto Adam, and said unto him, Where art thou?
10 And he said, I heard thy voice in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked; and I hid myself.
11 And he said, Who told thee that thou wast naked? Hast thou eaten of the tree, whereof I commanded thee that thou shouldest not eat?
12 And the man said, The woman whom thou gavest to be with me, she gave me of the tree, and I did eat.
13 And the Lord God said unto the woman, What is this that thou hast done? And the woman said, The serpent beguiled me, and I did eat.
14 And the Lord God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life:
15 And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.
16 Unto the woman he said, I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children; and thy desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee.
17 And unto Adam he said, Because thou hast hearkened unto the voice of thy wife, and hast eaten of the tree, of which I commanded thee, saying, Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life;
18 Thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to thee; and thou shalt eat the herb of the field;
19 In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
20 And Adam called his wife’s name Eve; because she was the mother of all living.
21 Unto Adam also and to his wife did the Lord God make coats of skins, and clothed them.
22 ¶ And the Lord God said, Behold, the man is become as one of us, to know good and evil: and now, lest he put forth his hand, and take also of the tree of life, and eat, and live forever:
23 Therefore the Lord God sent him forth from the Garden of Eden, to till the ground from whence he was taken.
24 So he drove out the man; and he placed at the east of the Garden of Eden Cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life.

Me, Come Me, Cabah

Yesterday I sat at a park and watched dozens of little children playing. Running to climb and slide and swing as mommies and daddies followed behind to make sure their little ones were safe and protected.
The awe on their tiny faces as they experienced each task with enthusiasm, fulfilled not wanting help from anyone…being free to explore and tackle each hurdle with only a slight touch from mom or dad. They laughed and ran. Running, always, away from the adults responsible for their wellbeing…independent tiny folk…with one objective…to run and not be caught.
I wondered, as I watched them, how times have changed and I wondered how my grandmother must have felt in her day. Born in the 1900’s where men were the bread-winners and women the home-makers and child bearers…Granny lived through the great depression, and the big wars of one and two. She swore that man did not walk on the moon, that, that, was all set up by Hollywood. She was actually the mom and the dad to her seven kids…her husband died when she was only 32 years old. Those kids all grew up and had their own brood of chickens. Still with the belief that the man went out to work and the woman stayed home and raised the kids. But times were changing…
And in my generation more and more women were going to college to become doctors and engineers. Still with the mindset that the man was the one to make a living, and they let, their wives go to work outside the home to help out, knowing they’d still have to come home and take care of the children too.
Well at least the majority thought this way…
But in today’s world…the mindset is so different…the dad’s stay at home to be the care-givers of the children while mom’s go outside of the home to work leaving the younger kids home with their dads. But don’t be fooled they are also working…and it’s no easy job!
Nothing wrong with the way it’s done today…it’s just foreign to the mindset I grew up with. Although my mom was a working mom.
Some other scenario’s in today’s world, is that there are many who don’t have two parents raising them in the same home. Then there are the parents of the same-gender, raising kids…my point is that in my generation and former generations the family unit has changed so much from how we were taught.
I’m not saying it’s a bad thing; it’s more of an observation. And what I’ve observed is that it doesn’t seem to matter to the kids one way or the other, as long as they know, they are loved and cared for by both their parents. It doesn’t matter who changes their diapers during the day or who wipes their noses and feeds them breakfast; or who gives them their baths at night and say prayers with them and tuck them into bed, as long as each parent hugs them close and gives them lots of kisses and love…they are secure in knowing who their mommies and daddies are, and that they are truly loved.
Some, in my generation were known as latch-key kids they came home after school with no mom or dad to greet them…some have no dads or moms to guide them…it’s sad really…
It makes me wonder; in another sixty years what this generation’s world will look like? Even ten years…
God has a plan…but again a lot of people don’t believe in God…and those who say they do…don’t really know him…generations of moms and dads weren’t there to teach them about God. 
But still there are some who do believe, who do teach their children and if we continue in His, plan…everything will turn out just fine. Pray for our children…pray they will see and know the love of God in a real and personal way…
Moms, Dads…whatever your rolls, remember to make each moment count…because children grow up right before your eyes and all too soon they move away and begin lives of their own…
Life goes on…
One day you will be in the same position I’m in…
You’ll be sixty-something, watching your grandkids playing in the park, you will be amazed and awed by them…running, climbing, and exploring…the cycle of life goes on…
And your two-year old grandson/granddaughter will turn to you, and pointing to themselves’ will say, “Me, come me!”
Oh the thrill that they want to be with you, is unbelievable joy…there’s a bit of you living on in them…
Times change, but love never changes!
Generation after generation stands in awe of your work; each one tells stories of your mighty acts. Psalm 145:4The Message (MSG)
–Marla Shaw O’Neill March 27, 2017