{"id":2038,"date":"2018-01-18T15:19:27","date_gmt":"2018-01-18T20:19:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/?p=2038"},"modified":"2023-01-10T13:20:20","modified_gmt":"2023-01-10T18:20:20","slug":"cake-from-heaven","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/2018\/01\/18\/cake-from-heaven\/","title":{"rendered":"Cake From Heaven"},"content":{"rendered":"<h6><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-2039\" src=\"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/Chocmeister-Chocolate-Hazelnut-Cheesecake-4-680x453-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" \/><\/h6>\n<h6>When I was a little girl I loved to eat, but I was always skinny. No matter how much I ate, I could not gain weight. Now some of you would say, \u201cWhat a problem to have, I can\u2019t lose weight.\u201d But it bothered me a lot. Someone, I won\u2019t say who, would call me, \u201c<em>Skinny Lizard.\u201d<\/em> So one summer I was determined to gain weight. I ate a baked potato every night loaded with pepper and butter. Low and behold I did gain weight and my cheek bones proved it. LOL! But soon, I lost the weight, I had gained. Well, I couldn\u2019t keep eating baked potatoes forever. I had no idea that food, that I had always loved, and thought of as a friend, would become an enemy later in my\u00a0life.<\/h6>\n<h6>When I was forty-two years old, I was diagnosed with, Type-One-Diabetes. The doctor said I had gotten a virus and it had destroyed all my beta cells in my pancreas and I would need to take\u00a0insulin shots to live. What a shock that was. I could no longer eat just anything I wanted and the battle began. Counting carbs and pricking my fingers would become a way of life for me. It\u2019s been an interesting journey and while I\u2019m grateful it wasn\u2019t something worse than Diabetes it is still an ongoing battle and where it will lead is not going to be fun. Don\u2019t pity me though, because I have strong faith. And if this is to be <em>the thorn in my flesh,<\/em> then I know His grace is sufficient for me. I count it all joy\u2026because this flesh isn\u2019t going to live forever\u2026but my spirit will. While I\u2019m here I will serve the Lord with a grateful heart with the gifts he\u2019s given me to serve him. And I will pray over my food and bless it.\u00a0I will go until I can\u2019t go anymore. And then I will\u00a0go to heaven.<\/h6>\n<h6>My story isn\u2019t about the diabetes it\u2019s about something Jesus said about food. This morning as I was praying the Holy Spirit brought to my mind what Jesus said when his disciples asked him to eat. Jesus said, <em>\u201cI have meat to eat that you know not of.\u201d<\/em> I thought about what that meant, and this message started coming to my mind.<\/h6>\n<h6>Jesus was flesh and blood. He lived among us.\u00a0He taught and served us. And He loved us with all of His\u00a0heart.<\/h6>\n<h6>Here goes\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6><strong>Meat to eat that you know not of<\/strong><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/h6>\n<h6>Bread of heaven, no, cake of heaven baked in love<\/h6>\n<h6>The sweetest ingredients poured from above<\/h6>\n<h6>Flour made from heaven\u2019s grain<\/h6>\n<h6>Milk poured straight from God\u2019s on veins<\/h6>\n<h6>The gift of angels gave chocolate its name\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Baked from the heart of the one we proclaim<\/h6>\n<h6>The food from heaven to fill our frame<\/h6>\n<h6>Eat of this cake and you\u2019ll forever remain<\/h6>\n<h6>It\u2019s full of grace, and hope, through Jesus name\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6><em>Tell us, where do we buy this food which you speak?<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6>It cannot be bought or sold, but all who seek<\/h6>\n<h6>Can come and dine with me and eat\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6><em>Meat you know not of<\/em>\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>The cake of heaven is free<\/h6>\n<h6>All it takes is a heart for me<\/h6>\n<h6>I AM, Holy God, Holy Spirit, Holy Son<\/h6>\n<h6>Meat from heaven that you know not of<\/h6>\n<h6>This <em>holy cake<\/em>, from God above<\/h6>\n<h6>It satisfies the hungry soul<\/h6>\n<h6>Angels come and fill\u00a0the empty bowl\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Dining with, the heavenly host\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Father, Son and Holy Ghost\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>No longer hungry for this world\u2019s grain<\/h6>\n<h6>From my table\u00a0you will gain\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Meat you know not of\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">~Marla Shaw O\u2019Neill January 18, 2018<\/h6>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">The Soul Takes Flight Poetry, by: MS O\u2019Neill<\/h6>\n<h6><strong><em>John 4:31-33 King James Version (KJV)<\/em><\/strong><\/h6>\n<h6><em>In the mean while his disciples prayed him, saying, Master, eat.<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6><em>But he said unto them, I have meat to eat that ye know not of.<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6><em>Therefore said the disciples one to another, Hath any man brought him ought to eat?<\/em><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was a little girl I loved to eat, but I was always skinny. No matter how much I ate, I could not gain weight. Now some of you would say, \u201cWhat a problem to have, I can\u2019t lose weight.\u201d But it bothered me a lot. 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