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I am requesting prayers of believers to stand in one accord with me according to the Word of God.
Myself, I am under heavy attack. My mind, my body, my heart and my strength are all under attack. I believe God and His Word. I am believing there is no weapon formed against me shall prosper. However, my faith is under severe attack, as well. I feel as thou I am not standing, but God is holding me up. Amen.
Two years ago the Lord told me to fast and pray and I have, still, done it NOT! Because, my mother got sick, and is dying with cancer (twice now) and decided she needed me in her life, after all. The Lord told me the devil will be knocking on your door tomorrow; and there she stood. So I yielded to my mother, rather than God. She did not come in the name of the Lord, I should have closed the door, but no, I let her in; after all, she is my mother. The devil wants to keep us focused on this junk, rather than walk in the Spirit with the Lord. I used to be hand in hand, step for step with Him, now I question my own salvation. For I am not in right standing with God; and all of me is taking a beating. I know all I have to do is walk away from all of this and into His arms once more. I hate myself for staying; and I hate my life in this world. The devil rips and tears at my very soul; I cry but I only have me to blame. I should have been a doer of the Word, not a hearer only. Amen.
My son has fallen seriously in the enemies hand and is a drug addict. He is a liar, cheat and a thief. He is confusion. He just won custody of his baby girl and has been high ever since. Meth is a wicked source the enemy uses to destroy self and everyone in your path. My son tries to pull at my heart string; wanting me to yield and bend to his ways; when his ways I hate, his language I hate, his lifestyle I hate. He blew his income tax to buy a car with; yes, he put it up his nose. I say something about it and he fights me very violent. I am not scared of him, but God. Thousands of dollars are gone and he has nothing to show for it. Now, he requires me to take him to and fro to work. Yet, the ride God has blessed me with needs work and he has not offered a dime. My son is lost. I have given him everything and he has destroyed it all. Even the property and house I built; he rolled in and threw me out; I went away, with a smile on my face, rejoicing in God.
When we have respector of persons, we sin against God. So, I am not even sure that God is hearing me now, for I am still trying to help my son; while praying for those who despitefully use me. I do abhor his evil, and shun the thoughts of such; but have not turned my back on him. He is my only begotten son. I pray to God and watch my son destroy himself and everyone around him more; I feel the devil is using him to try to bind me to hell. The devil also knows me and he doesn't want me in all the world where God has called me to go. Every time I go forth, I yield and come back because of this worldly garbage they get themselves into. I can not save them. Yes, it is true, among our own kin, a prophet is without honor. In a vision I have seen, my son bleed from eyes, nose, ears and mouth; I was shown pulling up to ER and there was no one there. No one can save him; but God. He is proud and will not REPENT. No, he had rather fight me because of what I saw and tell him to REPENT. If he continues to run and will not repent, God will bring him down, even unto death.
Yes, I hate myself for doing what I do; and not doing what I should do. I hate my life in this world. I hate that I put my hand to the plow and looking back; I am not worthy to be His disciple. We can not serve God and mammon too. We will yield to the one and hate the other; or love the one and despise the other. This battle within me is great and I face it every day within this house; plus from everywhere else. I know I can not quit, God will not allow it; and the heaviness upon my heart He will cast. It hurts really bad when that happens. God is able to keep His hand crafted vessels in line and out of harms way. I suppose just as Job, I take it and much more. For it is the Lord that gives and takes away. Amen. So to those who say they know Him, and can thump the bible with the best of them; but yet have no supernatural testimonies to tell.... I have to wonder, if you know God at all.
May God have mercy upon us ALL. Amen
Myself, I am under heavy attack. My mind, my body, my heart and my strength are all under attack. I believe God and His Word. I am believing there is no weapon formed against me shall prosper. However, my faith is under severe attack, as well. I feel as thou I am not standing, but God is holding me up. Amen.
Two years ago the Lord told me to fast and pray and I have, still, done it NOT! Because, my mother got sick, and is dying with cancer (twice now) and decided she needed me in her life, after all. The Lord told me the devil will be knocking on your door tomorrow; and there she stood. So I yielded to my mother, rather than God. She did not come in the name of the Lord, I should have closed the door, but no, I let her in; after all, she is my mother. The devil wants to keep us focused on this junk, rather than walk in the Spirit with the Lord. I used to be hand in hand, step for step with Him, now I question my own salvation. For I am not in right standing with God; and all of me is taking a beating. I know all I have to do is walk away from all of this and into His arms once more. I hate myself for staying; and I hate my life in this world. The devil rips and tears at my very soul; I cry but I only have me to blame. I should have been a doer of the Word, not a hearer only. Amen.
My son has fallen seriously in the enemies hand and is a drug addict. He is a liar, cheat and a thief. He is confusion. He just won custody of his baby girl and has been high ever since. Meth is a wicked source the enemy uses to destroy self and everyone in your path. My son tries to pull at my heart string; wanting me to yield and bend to his ways; when his ways I hate, his language I hate, his lifestyle I hate. He blew his income tax to buy a car with; yes, he put it up his nose. I say something about it and he fights me very violent. I am not scared of him, but God. Thousands of dollars are gone and he has nothing to show for it. Now, he requires me to take him to and fro to work. Yet, the ride God has blessed me with needs work and he has not offered a dime. My son is lost. I have given him everything and he has destroyed it all. Even the property and house I built; he rolled in and threw me out; I went away, with a smile on my face, rejoicing in God.
When we have respector of persons, we sin against God. So, I am not even sure that God is hearing me now, for I am still trying to help my son; while praying for those who despitefully use me. I do abhor his evil, and shun the thoughts of such; but have not turned my back on him. He is my only begotten son. I pray to God and watch my son destroy himself and everyone around him more; I feel the devil is using him to try to bind me to hell. The devil also knows me and he doesn't want me in all the world where God has called me to go. Every time I go forth, I yield and come back because of this worldly garbage they get themselves into. I can not save them. Yes, it is true, among our own kin, a prophet is without honor. In a vision I have seen, my son bleed from eyes, nose, ears and mouth; I was shown pulling up to ER and there was no one there. No one can save him; but God. He is proud and will not REPENT. No, he had rather fight me because of what I saw and tell him to REPENT. If he continues to run and will not repent, God will bring him down, even unto death.
Yes, I hate myself for doing what I do; and not doing what I should do. I hate my life in this world. I hate that I put my hand to the plow and looking back; I am not worthy to be His disciple. We can not serve God and mammon too. We will yield to the one and hate the other; or love the one and despise the other. This battle within me is great and I face it every day within this house; plus from everywhere else. I know I can not quit, God will not allow it; and the heaviness upon my heart He will cast. It hurts really bad when that happens. God is able to keep His hand crafted vessels in line and out of harms way. I suppose just as Job, I take it and much more. For it is the Lord that gives and takes away. Amen. So to those who say they know Him, and can thump the bible with the best of them; but yet have no supernatural testimonies to tell.... I have to wonder, if you know God at all.
May God have mercy upon us ALL. Amen