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Your Healing Hour 

A Prayer for Renewal

Come, Holy Spirit,

Replace the tension within us

with a holy relaxation.

Replace the turbulence

with us with a sacred calm.

Replace the anxiety within us

with a quiet confidence in

God’s love, mercy, and forgiveness.

replace the doubt that shatters our peace

with an unwavering belief in Your faithfulness.

 
Replace the bitterness within us

with the sweetness of Your grace.

Replace the darkness within us

with Your radiant light.

 
Replace the coldness within us

with the warmth of Your love.

Straighten our crookedness.

Fill our emptiness.

Dull the edge of our pride.

Sharpen the edge of our humility.

Light the fires of our passion.

Quench the flames of our lust.

Increase in us the gift of knowledge

that we may know you more intimately

and serve you more faithfully.

Fill us with the clear light of your wisdom

that we may embrace the truth embodied in Your word.

 
Renew our spirit, heal our wounds, and make us whole.

Let us see ourselves as you see us

that we may surrender to Your transforming touch.

Give us patient endurance to persevere to the end

that we may reap the benefits promised in Your word:

“Blessed are the pure in heart,

for they shall see God.”

Amen. 

~Elizabeth Crews / Winning Words

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Praying Scriptures 101

Those of you who are older like me…..born back in the summer of 69. Or as in my case, spring of 69. You might remember learning this song in Sunday School. 

Check out these cuties fireplace performance of the age old song….

The B•I•B•L•E

I didn’t know there were other verses. We just stuck to the first one and repeated it over and over. 
The B-I-B-L-E

Yes, that’s the book for me

I stand alone on the Word of God

The B-I-B-L-E
The B-L-O-O-D

That Jesus shed for me;

Christ paid the price, our sacrifice

The B-L-O-O-D!
I’m S-A-V-E-D,

By G-R-A-C-E;

I’m saved by grace, the Scripture says

The B-I-B-L-E!
Well, I am learning that the Bible is our foundation for everything. Dahhh!

 You think a Christian would know that and understand it. But we all need reminders at times, myself included. 
I sometimes find in my own walk with God I forget to daily incorporate the Word. Even if it is just a sneak peek. 
I found a great way to remind myself to add Scriptures each day to my morning. 
http://prayscripture.org/
You can go to the above website and sign up by email for a daily reminder. You are sent scripture passages that you can add your name, a friend or family member into the blanks. It’s a great chance to literally jump into the BIBLE and take some friends or family with you!!

Each morning I am reminded me to say the scriptures out loud. I add names where the blanks are to personalize it. 

There is an extra power punch in the SPOKEN Word. 



This is just one way to insure you get into the Word. Plus, you are doing the most amazing thing by praying scriptures back to God. He loves to hear His Words spoken out loud and interceding for others. 
It’s a win win situation. 
The BIBLE 

Yes, that’s the book for me!


Stand alone on the Word of God and watch what happens to your walk and your world around you. 

An example of today’s email – below image  

http://prayscripture.org/
Extra Extra Read All About It!!

Philip Hand added this handy dandy tool to his ministry website

This link allows you to type in someone’s name with the ability to print out scriptures with that name inserted in the scripture. 
Pretty personal and cool!!!
http://www.vhm.org.uk/healing_scriptures.html

Scripture On,

Kelley Allison

http://www.bowlofspendor.com

Pocket Book 

  
She clutched

That purse

Like a pacifier

Close against her breast

It’s faux leather

Comforting her

Chest

Everything

Was inside

If she could

Of crawled in

There she

Would have

Zipped the world

Away

I wanted to

Sit by her

Pray for her

Ease her pain

Instead

I assumed 

Her baggage

Too heavy

And disengaged

We will never

Know the lives

We cross

If the cross

We carry is

Dismembered

❤️Krystal Lynne 

My Abba Restores Me 

And I cry out to the Lord and He hears my petition…and He rescues me.

Oh, how life can sometimes be what you don’t want it to be!

My life is amazing. God has blessed me beyond measure, but not in the ways I would have requested. When I was 17 years old I had a liver transplant which has left me infertile. My earthly father has inflicted (intentionally at times) more hurt than love in my life. My future husband comes with his fair share of baggage…and then some that brings with it the gift of pain from his past.

Yet…
My Abba restores me.  

I had a liver transplant and now I have the chance to use my story of redemption to impact other’s to tell their stories.

My heavenly father has been more than sufficient to heal the wounds of my earthly dad….and He is still healing those wounds. Abba Father is helping me come to terms with the fact that I can’t change my Beloved’s past…

I can only pray my way through it.

When the dark days and sadness come, I feel Him calling me deeper and deeper into relationship with Him. In the darkness, He calls me to sit upon His lap and cry while He speaks to my heart His love. He restores my soul and sustains me through the pain.

Oh, how I wish things were different at times…and yet, I love exactly how my life has unfolded. He is a Good, Good Father. ~Amy T.

Wishing Upon A Star…



 

 

 

” Star light…Star bright..the first star I see tonight..I wish I may..I wish I might..to have this wish I wish tonight…” 
  

Have you ever had a memory jump out at you..just out of the blue…that happened to me this morning at about 3:30 AM when I woke up..


When I was a little girl I would stand outside at night..with my eyes trained up at the sky searching and looking…looking and searching..hoping to spot the first star…my little eyes would scan the sky for what seemed like hours trying to find it…I would walk the yard almost calling it like you would call a dog..”Comeout, Come out little star…” As soon as I caught sight of it I would feel my heart skip a beat in excitement..I would stand still as a board and I would say outloud “Star light..Star bright…first star I see tonight…” I would squeeze my eyes shut so tightly..silently in my mind I would say my wish…believing that if wished hard enough..and I believed hard enough…that it would come true…


I cannot remember how old I was but I am thinking around 7… I believe it is the Christmas before my parents got divorced and we were still living in that old wooden house in Highland Home..the house was all decorated…Momma had always been one to put lights all around the windows..garland framed the door frames..our stockings were hung…and the Christmas tree was gorgeous…and best of all, there were presents up underneath it..I watched all the regular Christmas movies…Rudolph..Frosty..Jack Frost..and my personal favorite, The night before Christmas…In each one of these movies there was one thing that you always saw…SNOW…my little eyes had never seen “real” snow before…but I wanted to oh so bad…Everyday when the sun would go down..and I knew it was time for the stars to come out of hiding… I would walk outside on our front porch with a mission..to find that first star…and everynight I would make the same wish…”Please, Please, Please…let it snow!”  I just knew that my wish was going to come true..I had been consistent..I had tried to be good and help around the house..I wasnt mean to my brother and sister…I said “Yes’mam and yes’sir” to my parents…I even tried to keep my toys out the yard…oh yes, I just knew my wish was going to come true..I was going to see snow for the first time in my whole life…


Christmas day arrived…I jumped up and looked out the window…no snow…slightly disappointed, but I wasn’t ready to give up..We all gathered in the living room to give presents out..for some reason I can’t remember any toys that I got (although I am sure I got a good bit) but I do remember my brother, sister, and I all got Alabama Electric blankets…Afterall, we did live in a older house..we had gasoline heaters through out the house and a wood burning heater in the living room..needless to say, it got cold at night and a electric blanket was the golden ticket..through out the morning, I continued to look out the window..still not snow..but I still had not given up faith…


I was sitting in the living room floor..coloring…when I heard it.. the yelling…it was my parents…they had been fighting more and more here lately…all I wanted was for this to be a happy day… with no fighting…I wanted then to get along the way they used to…I can remember feeling extremly sad because it was Christmas day…and there was yelling…there wasnt supposed to be yelling and fighting on Christmas…I got up and went to the window..no snow..I had waited all day..and yet nothing…Why? I had kept up my end of the deal…I had done everything I said I would..and yet… I got no snow and my parents were fighting…It was at this point that large crocodile tears started to fall from my little eyes…I had wished every single night without fail..and I had believed that with all my heart that my wish was going to come true…I stayed right there at that window..wishing..and wishing hard…”Please..let it snow..Please let it snow…Please please please…let it snow..”

Still nothing…


It was getting later in the day…the sun was going down beneath the trees..the temperature was dropping…Christmas day was coming to a close…I had all but given up…I had come to the conclusion that wishing on a star didn’t work..and that none of my wishes were ever going to come true..I had truly lost faith…I felt something tug on my heart…almost saying..”Not yet…don’t give up just yet”…

I got up off the floor..walked to the window one last and final time…


I closed my eyes…preparing myself for the disappointment….but when I opened my eyes..there it was…SNOW!…It was snowing…I truly thought my eyes were playing tricks on me..so I closed my eyes for a count of 3 and opened them..Nope..still there…white tiny flakes were falling from the sky…not everywhere…just in one little spot…My wish had come true..finally…I couldnt believe it..I stood there at that window and stared out in awe..I didnt even want to move because I was scared if I turned my back or blinked for a second..It would be gone…I think I even held my breath because I was standing so close to the window and I didnt want it to fog up…It only lasted about 5 minutes…but that was all it took..My faith on wishing upon a star had been renewed…


That was the last Christmas that we spent as a family..my parents got a divorce not very long after that..and my world changed..


That memory sticks out in my head for so many reasons…I think that snow was God’s way of telling me…”Don’t give up just yet…hang on to your faith..and always believe…I may not do things in your time..but I do it in mine..and I will never leave you…” Many times in our life we think that God does not hear our prayers..or wishes in my case..we get frustrated because we as human beings tend to be impatient..we have become a society that is “now” based..We want everything now…To be quite honest, we have become spoiled…We are so used to having things at our fingertips..and when things don’t happen our way..we get frustrated…upset…and we lose faith…


God Said.. “Because you have so little faith… I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there’ and it will move… Nothing will be impossible for you…  Matthew 17:20


I have learned here lately..that I must never lose sight of my faith…and I guess that’s why I woke up at 3 AM with this memory..God was reminding me of a little girl that had lost her faith…and he renewed her… =)


~Jessica Jones 

 “I am a artistic soul that loves music, art, and anything in between. Reading a good book is the best, and I always get sad when it ends… I love shoes, watermelon jolly ranchers, and the beach..I tend to speak before I think..but there is always a truth to what I say! I have been married to my best friend for 9 years and wouldn’t trade him for the world. I have a 13 year old son that brings out everything that is best and worst in me and a 2 year old that always makes me see the sunshine. My life isn’t perfect….but I am learning that it isn’t supposed to be….I am fine with it being perfectly imperfect. “

You can check out more from Jessica at 

http://jessiceandrewsjones.blogspot.com/?m=1




He Holds The Key

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I have a very dear friend that has been going through storm after storm lately and she is fighting to not let the enemy win.
I was praying for her on a specific event and we were conversing by text on how God had worked it all out. As I hit reply to my text this song shuffled and although I had heard it before, it was the words in that moment that pierced my heart this day and really wrecked me in a good kind of way.
I began to release so many tears and went into a full on squalling bawling doubled over deep grieving kind of hot mess crying… But strangely also a great praising God moment at the same time for the answered prayers in my friends life, for the miracles, for the hard, for the hope of her future, for her health, for her peace and comfort. As I cried I just praised God for the life lessons, for our friendship, and for hours of intense prayer interceding for her.

The words of the song became almost a prayer for not only my friend; but for several more friends and family I had been praying and interceding for, and also for myself.

Read the words as you listen to the song…. Let it fill you with hope and encourage you not to quit!
You may have been on lockdown -but He Holds The Key!
~ XXOO Michelle Bollom

Out Of Hiding by Steffany Frizzell-Gretzinger

http://youtu.be/XFkDqQtfs0w

Lyrics:

Come out of hiding you’re safe here with me
No need to cover what I already see
You’ve got your reasons and I hold your peace
You’ve been on lock down but I hold the key

And I loved you before you knew what was love
And I saw it all still I choose the cross
And you were the one that I was thinking off
When I rose from the grave
Now rid of the shackles, my victory’s yours
I tore the veil for you to come close
There’s no reason to stand at a distance anymore
You’re not far from home

I’ll be the lighthouse when you’re lost at sea
And I will illuminate everything
No need to be frightened by intimacy
Just throw off your fear and come running to me

Oh

And Oh as you run what hindered love
Will only become part of the story

Baby you’re almost home now
Please don’t quit now

FAITH

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That moment when you realize no matter how much you pour into something, no matter how much control you’ve deceived yourself into believing you have, all you truly have is a small window of opportunity to do the very best you can. The rest, well, the rest is to be given completely back to where it’s always been – to Him.

FAITH.
Having FAITH that His promises stand true, and that He remains on the throne.
FAITH in knowing that what He started, He will finish…even amidst our stupidity.
How nonbelievers get through the valleys of life, I’ll never know or even begin to imagine, nor do I want to.

I’m thankful that while in what seems to be agony and despair, I can recall the words my God spoke so clearly to me at the altar all those years ago, “Stand up and REJOICE! My hand is upon you!
The work is already being done!”

As I fall from the mountaintop into the shallows of the valley, I cry out, and He hears me and rescues me … every … single … time.

~ S. Gable

© RestoredMinistries

Lover Of My Soul

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Have you ever been tired in your soul?

I have…

Constantly thinking, choosing and feeling.

Sometimes I wish I had a switch and I could turn them all off instead of negotiating with them.
It seems like my soul only goes in one of two directions… Up or down… Good or bad… Negative or positive… Flesh or spirit…
So I get soul tired.
Neutral is not an option and don’t I know it.

So one morning I was praying to God and interceding in my Spirit about my soul. I asked Him why He cared to save it and I broke down. My mind is not like His and the thoughts I sometimes think are not very nice. My will is bent towards my way not His way and my emotions are like a roller coaster. “Why do you want my soul God?” I pleaded and I heard Him say “Your soul is mine and I am the lover of your soul.”
How does one respond to that ?

Complete surrender….
And so I did once again.

Then He took me to that place of peace with Him that goes with soul surrender. There He makes me who I am in Him. All of my thoughts, decisions, and feelings are flowing out of that place of peace with Him.

So if your soul is tired than surrender… Surrender to the relentless lover of your soul… You won’t regret it.
~ Michelle Knapton