<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660</id><updated>2012-01-30T07:44:24.429-08:00</updated><category term='heart God healing preaching hurt pain mercy grace hate sin love pastor'/><category term='witness prayer healing waitress moonlighting work job soul winning witness sickness prayer miracles'/><category term='THANKS GRATITUDE GREATFULheart GOD PRAISE'/><category term='RAPTURE DEATH PREACHING BURDENS'/><category term='salvation baptizm souls love elderly bible study lunch church visitors'/><category term='Nona Freeman prayer stroke healing'/><category term='healing power of God presence of God Addicted to Jesus'/><category term='miracles prayer healing deliverence friends bills tithing holy ghost Jesus vacuume love the voice of God'/><category term='blessed outside the box gas prices boldness love God'/><category term='friendship love new year laughter prayer dedication committment friends ladies'/><category term='miracles prayer fire deliverence sould holy ghost Jesus'/><category term='bad driving cars horn people dmv hand gestures salinas'/><category term='storms life desert valley living water prayer family church hot weather'/><category term='prayer for healing'/><category term='ANOINTED OUTPOURING SUPERNATURAL BLESSINGS'/><category term='SOULS INTERSESSION CALVARY JESUS'/><category term='homeless feeding the hungry hug food help Gods love lunch'/><category term='singing solo daughter happy birthday Jesus'/><category term='bootcamp prayer youth'/><category term='prayer gates defense dreams safety protection mother child fear helpless power survivor trapped safe over comer'/><category term='FASTING BACKSLIDERS WITNESS PRAYER LOST SOULS'/><category term='garden souls prayer preaching friends giving love affair with Jesus organic focus'/><category term='pastor love anointing prayer ministers five fold ministry hell devil Bro Arnold pastors wives trophies'/><category term='old folks retirement nursing home singing prayer tears nurses staff'/><category term='spanish old folks prayer burden broken heart singing Jesus love healing'/><category term='heart God healing prophet singing LOVE preaching hurt pain mercy grace  love pastor'/><category term='PROPHECY PASTOR GIFTS OF THE SPIRIT WAKE UP PRAYER INTERCESSER'/><category term='prayer prophocey angels Holy Ghost Bro Willoughby healing power family speaking in tounges gifts God intersesion wind is blowing song'/><category term='prayer intercessor love baby warm move angel'/><category term='faith miracle preaching trust God prayer believe'/><category term='safety God protection accident thankful'/><category term='prayer intersession draw me near favor gift love Jesus'/><category term='praise trust trials weak strong storm Jesus believe power song enemy promise'/><category term='SOULS INTERSESSION  JESUS'/><category term='laughter funny joke jesus saves humor'/><category term='love friendship benefits Jesus prayer reletionship friends'/><category term='STRENGTH HOPE ATTITUDE DETERMINATION'/><category term='God change storms broken life hope promise'/><category term='grow soil fruit painful process endure time season'/><category term='problems friends help'/><category term='miracle prayer deliverence jail drugs backsliding peace souls repentance gifts'/><category term='child prayer faith backslid life changed love pastor church bible'/><category term='love elders grandma hurst wounds broken heart healing love kindness just because'/><category term='rapture Gods favor love christmas'/><category term='shaking tree prayer souls intersession intercede burden hurt  trials love God'/><category term='pastor prayer Gods Love promise anointing wife calvary footwashing communion'/><category term='TRIALS FAITH STAND HOPE'/><title type='text'>FAITH MOTIVATES MIRACLES</title><subtitle type='html'>LAST NIGHT GOD WOKE ME UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND GAVE ME THIS THOUGHT. FAITH MOTIVATES MIRACLES. HE KEPT TELLING ME OVER AND OVER I STILL HEAL, I STILL HEAL. HE TOLD ME PEOPLE SAY IT AND CLAIM TO BELIEVE IT, BUT QUESTION WILL HE???? IT IS SIMPLE CHILD LIKE FAITH THAT MOVES THE HAND OF GOD. JESUS SAID IT! I BELIEVE IT! THAT SETTLES IT! I NEED TO START WRITING WHAT GOD GIVES ME TO MOTIVATE OTHER'S TO BELIEVE GOD FOR THEIR MIRACLE. SO HERE I AM.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5668390077804924633</id><published>2010-07-26T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:04:12.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaking tree prayer souls intersession intercede burden hurt  trials love God'/><title type='text'>The foundation is shifting.. Be Prepared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE4HwBTGiTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gnqv9dGBtdI/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE4HwBTGiTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gnqv9dGBtdI/s320/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498340716629625138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE4H5vcZplI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dC7CL2bDp3o/s1600/blowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE4H5vcZplI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dC7CL2bDp3o/s320/blowing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498340883635480146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago the Lord spoke to me &amp;amp; told me "The foundation is about to shift." "Your foundation is about to shift" I thought hummmmm... Bro. Clark came and preached a couple of Wednesday's and I believe birthed a shift in the spirit in our church. God spoke to me again and said it wasnt just for me and for others but for our churches globally the foundation was about to shift. He asked me "What happens when the foundation shifts?" I said well Lord the ground shakes.. The Lord told me to be prepared so that when the shifting begins my feet would be stable and I wouldnt lose my balance.. These past couple of weeks have been shaking me around spiritually speaking. The Lord also told me He is going to begin to shake everything around us. the great falling away and great coming in is here. He told me we have not seen what we think is a great falling away, but people who we never thought would leave the church will and people that we have given up on entirely will come back and serve God. People that we thought would never serve God are about to come in. He told me this would be His sign that He is coming very soon. Today while I was driving to work, the Lord was dealing with me about what is in our hearts. He shared with me people dont really love Him like they should. He told me after all I have done and all I have shown them, its not enough Noel they dont really love me. Our hearts are so full of other things He has no place and no room left to sit upon the thrones of our hearts. He told me, "What do I have to do to win the love of my people?" As I prayed and asked God to search my heart and purge me, I felt the sorrow in God's words to me. I felt the Holy Ghost call me to a time of deep prayer like never before. I felt such a cry in my soul to forget about me and pray for soul's hanging in the balance. I thought Lord I have been so distracted by the enemy. So selfish in looking at man and refusing to see that what is happening in my life is God's way of cleansing me and preparing me for something I have put off for so long. I see the enemy trying desperately to cause a wedge between me and what God has called me to do. I declare to the enemy of my soul. I shall NOT be moved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;" class="fsx05"  &gt;But I say unto you, Love  your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you,  and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;" class="fsx05"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23246"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23247"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fsx05"  style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I prayed God whatever I have to go through just get me ready. Prepare me so that when the violent shaking begins I will be like a tree planted by the water. I do not want to be shaken away. I refuse to lose my family. I will intercede for them. God has been so good to me and He is coming back so soon, I will not be distracted by the fire which is trying to consume me. I will come out as pure Gold! If God be for us who can be against us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greater is He! Make extra time for extra prayer. Soul's are depending on it. Invest your time in a young person their life is depending on it. Gather your family together in prayer and fall back in Love with Jesus before its too late and you end up a Benji. God is crying out to a selfish generation who puts their own desires ahead of the perfect will of God. Lord dont let me be in that number. Let me humble myself under your Mighty Hand and pray and seek your face. Dont let my soul be lost in eternity. Keep me Dear Lord in your tender mercies I pray. I plead the BLOOD over my family. In Jesus Name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;James 4:10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;     Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and he shall lift      you up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Peter 5:6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" name="Humble0"&gt;Humble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that    he may exalt you in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haggai 2:6-7&lt;/strong&gt; “This is what the LORD Almighty says: ‘In a little while I will once more shake&lt;strong&gt; the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I will shake all nations&lt;/strong&gt;, and the desired of all nations will come, and I will fill this house with glory,’ says the LORD Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hebrews 12:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30239"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;Whose voice then shook the earth: but now he hath promised, saying, Yet once more I shake not the earth only, but also heaven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30240"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;And  this word, Yet once more, signifieth the removing of those things that  are shaken, as of things that are made, that those things which cannot  be shaken may remain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I want to be ready when He comes! I dont want to be shaken away. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span class="fsx05"  style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5668390077804924633?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5668390077804924633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5668390077804924633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5668390077804924633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5668390077804924633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/07/foundation-is-shifting-be-prepared.html' title='The foundation is shifting.. Be Prepared.'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE4HwBTGiTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gnqv9dGBtdI/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5854856627222281621</id><published>2010-02-01T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:36:53.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith miracle preaching trust God prayer believe'/><title type='text'>Your Miracles are waiting on your Faith to respond!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S2dSlemt6AI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1A8c_b68dsY/s1600-h/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433402279269885954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S2dSlemt6AI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1A8c_b68dsY/s320/faith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday we had such a good service. Bro Nathaniel preached a message called "The Art of not paying attention." It was so personal to my soul. We had deep prayer afterwards that left a such a residue of anointing. We had lunch with some friends. Then we had another prayer meeting where God gave us a Divine visitation of His spirit. God spoke to us in such a special way. Lives were touched. God left us with a lasting impression. I feel like my cup &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;is running &lt;/span&gt;over..This year God has so much more to give. I feel it in my spirit. If we would ask and simply believe there is just no telling what God will do. There is NOTHING impossible for God! Nothing!! So many times we limit God by not trusting Him to be capable to slay the giants of our life. By not trusting Him to provide above and beyond all we can think or ask. There is no problem to great or to small for God to solve. There is nothing impossible for Him to do. We limit God by our preconceived notions of what our mind perceives through reason. God is capable to perform the impossible. Trust and believe.. Just believe Him for your miracle!!Expand your vision. Ask for your dreams and hopes. Trust God to make them a reality! He can! He will! I have decided to start asking . What do I have to lose? On the other hand I have everything to gain. I realized this week I have been to passive about what I want and what I need from God. I was praying God your will whatever you want and my pastor preached a message about God saying WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I felt like God said I am going to do my will, but what do you want? SPEAK IT OUT! SAY IT! ASK ME FOR THE IMPOSSIBLE! I felt like God said to me, you haven't asked me because you think its to much or to hard for me and its not reachable for you. But Im saying I can do anything you ask of me if you can just believe!! If you would just trust that there is NOTHING impossible for me. NOTHING!! So Im saying to you! Dare to believe the Lord for your miracle!! Ask and you shall receive. Seek and you shall find.. Knock and it shall be opened!! Just practice the Art of not paying attention and believe God for what you need and even what you want. No matter what your up against or what people are saying or what the voice of reason says or what doubt creeps in. Push it all away!! Trust God! He is a sure thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S2dSsDjBgDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/j1EjenHRX0M/s1600-h/fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433402392265719858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S2dSsDjBgDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/j1EjenHRX0M/s320/fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ng!! Your miracles are waiting on your faith to respond!! IN JESUS NAME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5854856627222281621?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5854856627222281621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5854856627222281621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5854856627222281621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5854856627222281621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-miracles-are-waiting-on-your-faith.html' title='Your Miracles are waiting on your Faith to respond!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S2dSlemt6AI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1A8c_b68dsY/s72-c/faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-8911198410244096574</id><published>2010-01-15T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:44:40.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship love new year laughter prayer dedication committment friends ladies'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S1DElqa9AVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Oo9UPRP41aY/s1600-h/fried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427053702302990674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S1DElqa9AVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Oo9UPRP41aY/s320/fried.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy New Year to everyone! I stopped blogging for awhile but I am going to blog again for awhile. Things have been crazy busy. So much has happened. Glad its a new year. God has been so good. I want to say yes to the Lord this year. Yes! Yes! Yes! I dont want to be distracted by life, people and my selfish desires. I want to be available to God. I know every year I say I will pray more, fast more, whatever.... I desire to do these things in my heart. I pray God will help me to be committed to this desire. It's gona take sacrifice. My time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have to pay the price. Count the cost. I have been pushing it back and allowing myself to be distracted. God I pray you would bind every distraction in my way and lead me into a season of prayer and fasting. I was listening to Royce Wilson the other night from Bott 2009 and he preached a message about being a prisoner in a land of fulfillment. He talked about how when we are favored by God we are tremendously persecuted and targeted by the devil and people. This last year has been hard to take, but I also see great blessings that have come out of last year as well. God has blessed me with a couple of great new friends in the church. Transplants like me. They have been the greatest blessing to me. I thank God for them. I am very slow to form close friendships with people. These 2 women were sent by God. We have laughed and cried and then laughed some more. We have prayed and fasted and just had a blast bonding together and I thought about how a three cord fold is not easily broken. I love everyone in our church, but its so nice when the Lord allows us to really bond and form a closeness. There is such a blessing in friendship. When you can be yourself and still be loved.. lol I am thankful today for my sisters in the Lord.. It is better that 2 stand together for if one falls the other can pick them up. Sis Stephanie and Sis Santa I love you both so much!! You are priceless treasures in my life.. Thank you for being there and loving me for who I am. What are we gona cook now ladies??? lol The 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S1DEgT6AQjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yZH4y9ap-Hw/s1600-h/fried.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 82px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 91px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427053610359865906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S1DEgT6AQjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yZH4y9ap-Hw/s320/fried.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Amiga's 4ever!!!! I thank God for you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-8911198410244096574?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8911198410244096574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=8911198410244096574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8911198410244096574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8911198410244096574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/S1DElqa9AVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Oo9UPRP41aY/s72-c/fried.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6064259336653423609</id><published>2009-09-14T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:23:27.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer prophocey angels Holy Ghost Bro Willoughby healing power family speaking in tounges gifts God intersesion wind is blowing song'/><title type='text'>The Wind is Blowing Again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sq54K6H2VTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KRXIYfoblSc/s1600-h/ANG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381370733550523698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sq54K6H2VTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KRXIYfoblSc/s320/ANG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Yesterday what a time we had in the presence of God! Before the preaching even began I could feel the spirit of God so strong in the church I just wept under the power of God. As the preaching went forth such a deep touch of God entered into that place. I could barely keep composed as the burden of intersession hit me. As pastor began to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prophecy&lt;/span&gt; I could feel the witness of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt; of God in the church so strong I wanted to just fall down on the floor. It was so thick and so tangible. I feel like God was walking through the aisles and handing out gifts of answered prayers. I asked for God to touch Bro. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Willoughby&lt;/span&gt;.God told me He was answering my prayer. I know God is already healing him, but these are rough days for him in the midst of his healing. God spoke to me and told me again He was going to make him whole. I felt it so strong in my spirit I know God has answered this prayer. He asked me to come back later that night and pray for Bro. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Willoughby&lt;/span&gt; until 9:00pm. I did and God has moved the progression of Bro. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Willoughby's&lt;/span&gt; healing further along. To God be all the GLORY for His miraculous healing power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sq53t_nS2ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OCkDAIjwzHc/s1600-h/ANGEL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381370236808386962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sq53t_nS2ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OCkDAIjwzHc/s320/ANGEL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;In the service yesterday I went up to my husband and shared with him what God was saying to me about us and him. My pastor called us over and said to us word for word exactly what I had just told my husband. It was amazing. Just amazing! God also spoke to me to tell my pastors wife I hope she was ready to help pastor 1000 people by 2011 because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; how many we will have coming in over the next two years. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; miss a beat and she instantly responded YES I AM READY!!!! I cant wait to see what ALL God is is going to do! Last night a couple of us went back to the church to pray as God had instructed me to do and we had a powerful move of God again. God spoke to my sisters and the presence of God was still in the church and we asked God for more and He was happy to provide. I have this surge of Faith rising up inside of me and I am excited to see what God has for our city. Thursday I plan on going to our insurance lady's home and praying for her and her sister who have asked us for prayer. I expect her to be healed and her sister to be delivered and we might just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;baptize&lt;/span&gt; them while we are there and why not have God move and fill both of them with the Holy Ghost?? WHY NOT?? God is touching down in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; and I am ready for a great move of God in our city. This last year the enemy has tried to destroy my family, but greater is He! We are still standing and God IS going to use my family for His Glory and His Honor! I receive my pastor's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;prophecy&lt;/span&gt; in Jesus Name! The wind is blowing again Sis Mindy!!!!!! She knows what I mean! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wind is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' again, the wind is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' again&lt;br /&gt;Just like the day of Pentecost, the wind is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' again&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;There was a crowd gathered 'round from all over town&lt;br /&gt;They came to see what it was all about&lt;br /&gt;There was a sound that came down from the upper room&lt;br /&gt;Where the Holy Ghost was being poured out&lt;br /&gt;It sounded just like the roar of a mighty wind&lt;br /&gt;As it fell on every one of them&lt;br /&gt;And the wind that blew at Pentecost keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' again&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;The wind of God is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' through the world today&lt;br /&gt;Like the prophet Joel said it would do&lt;br /&gt;For peter said on the day of Pentecost&lt;br /&gt;It's for you and your children too&lt;br /&gt;You better open up your heart and let the wind blow in&lt;br /&gt;You'll never, never, never be the same again&lt;br /&gt;For the wind that blew at Pentecost keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;blowin&lt;/span&gt;' again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6064259336653423609?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6064259336653423609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6064259336653423609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6064259336653423609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6064259336653423609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/09/wind-is-blowing-again.html' title='The Wind is Blowing Again!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sq54K6H2VTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KRXIYfoblSc/s72-c/ANG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6873997400107323961</id><published>2009-08-18T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:26:07.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love friendship benefits Jesus prayer reletionship friends'/><title type='text'>I want to know Him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sori2Zu375I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ubX67CbqikA/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371354929841041298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sori2Zu375I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ubX67CbqikA/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371354696165904770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SoriozOYUYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oM_eucpz03c/s320/fri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was thinking about someone this morning and I was praying God give them a desire to pray and to know you. God spoke to me and said how can they love me if they dont even know me? I thought wow... Then the thoughts started pouring in my head. How can you stay in love with someone you never talk to or spend time with? Like in any relationship its getting to know someone that brings you closer. I thought if you never pray and never talk to God how can you ever know Him or more importantly love Him? I thought about myself how I sometimes neglect the time I have dedicated to Him. I thought if you had a best friend and you met for coffee every morning and you just didnt show up because you were to busy or overslept or whatever... I thought about Jesus sitting there waiting for me and I didnt show up. Yet day after day He still showed up. In real life we wouldnt have a friend very long if we disregarded them this way and yet we so easily treat the Lord this way. I know I have and I felt such a longing in my spirit to know Him in a closer deeper way. I felt so sorry for the person who didnt even have the desire to know Him. I felt so sad because I knew God loved them so much and He is longing to have a relationship with this person, but how long will He continue to show up to an empty seat sitting across from Him? You cant love God truly love God if you dont have a relationship with Him. I thought about how His friendship and His love are so rewarding in my life. It is unconditional. The gifts He gives and the love, mercy and grace He extends to me. What do I give in return? I can not compare the benefits of His glorious friendship to me. I felt like the Lord was saying to me how can people love me if they dont know me. It takes effort to keep a relationship. You have to know someone to really &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Soriy_uhgGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3HSfeDkgbHM/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371354871320641634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Soriy_uhgGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3HSfeDkgbHM/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love them. We love our children because its natural. Its easy, but to love the Lord doesnt come naturally to most people. You have to know Him and experience His love and feel His power and know His love. This takes communication with Him. I thought about His friendship towards me and I thought about how empty and lost I would feel if I didnt have Him to talk to or to depend upon. I need God so much. I could not make it in this life if He wasnt part of mine. He is my everything. My hope when Im down and out. My strength when I am weak. My healer when I am sick. My help when I am in need. My comfort through my sorrow. Who can give me what the Lord gives me everyday? Who will be there when everyone has walked away? Who can I trust and believe for all that I need? He is all things to me and what am I to Him? I did nothing to earn His love. I dont deserve the benefits of His friendship. Yet He loves me for who I am. With all my shortcomings and all my flaws. I just dont know what I would do without Him. I want to know Him more than I do. I want to share my love with Him. He deserves our time and our lives. He deserves to be in the center of all I do and He deserves my undivided attention everyday. Not just on Sunday or Wednesday. I must make the time to get to know Him. This is what keeps me in love with Him. I love Him and I need to show Him. I need to show up for coffee and not stand Him up. He is my best friend. It is vital to our relationship to spend time together so that I may know Him and Love Him like I should. Help me Lord to give back to this blessed relationship I have the honor and privilege of having with you. I want to know you!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sorit6cIAMI/AAAAAAAAAII/Z8F7Cx884Os/s1600-h/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371354784001949890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sorit6cIAMI/AAAAAAAAAII/Z8F7Cx884Os/s320/thanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6873997400107323961?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6873997400107323961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6873997400107323961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6873997400107323961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6873997400107323961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-know-him.html' title='I want to know Him!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sori2Zu375I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ubX67CbqikA/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6473562572988209889</id><published>2009-08-13T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:38:01.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter funny joke jesus saves humor'/><title type='text'>Jesus verses satan.. lol</title><content type='html'>Jesus and Satan were having an ongoing argument about who was better on his computer. They had been going at it for days, and God was tired of hearing all the bickering. Finally, God said, "Cool it. I am going to set up a test which will take two hours and I will judge who does the better job." So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away. They moused. They did spreadsheets. They wrote reports. They sent faxes. They sent e-mail. They sent out e-mail with attachments. They downloaded. They did some genealogy reports. They made cards. They did every known job. But, ten minutes before the time was up, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, thunder rolled, the rain poured and, of course, the electricity went off. Satan stared at his blank screen and screamed in every curse word known in the underworld. Jesus just sighed. The electricity finally flickered back on, and each of them restarted their computers. Satan started searching frantically screaming, "It's gone! It's all gone! I lost everything when the power went out!" Meanwhile, Jesus quietly started printing out all his files from the past two hours. Satan observed this and became even more irate. "Wait! He cheated! How did he do it?" God shrugged and said, "Jesus Saves"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6473562572988209889?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6473562572988209889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6473562572988209889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6473562572988209889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6473562572988209889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/08/jesus-verses-satan-lol.html' title='Jesus verses satan.. lol'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3593554642478740286</id><published>2009-07-09T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:15:22.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart God healing prophet singing LOVE preaching hurt pain mercy grace  love pastor'/><title type='text'>A word from Jesus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SlZ4qjsEGAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oXtMBOo9b_Q/s1600-h/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356601479333681154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SlZ4qjsEGAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oXtMBOo9b_Q/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356601366324794274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SlZ4j-spU6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1j0dWQmYqaE/s320/lil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been awhile I have been on FB and I have neglected my blog. Although I always breeze through to see what others are sharing. Something really special happened so I thought I would share it with everyone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bro. Winslow a great man of God from Texas is visiting EV my moms church and when he comes it is always such a powerful and awesome move of God to behold. He operates in a very rare function I have been blessed to see. He has prophesied to me before and my mom and I just know its always great. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I prayed for a couple of people for God to speak to them and give them a word they needed. I had church on Wednesday at my church so I prayed God would bless our service and bless theirs. On my way to church I was praying God I know there are a lot of people that need a word and I dont mean to be selfish but my daughter will be in that service with my mom and it would mean so much to me if you would have Bro.Winslow say a prayer over her. Not a big ol thing Lord just a prayer. I left it at that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The night before I talked to her on the phone and I told her honey if he walks by you ask him to pray over you, and she said, " Oh mom that is so embarrassing Im not gona do that!" I just laughed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So after I prayed that prayer I focused on the one person I really wanted him to speak to and I went and thoroughly enjoyed my own service. Never a dull moment in Hollister with my pastor. We are blessed to have a prophet of our own for a pastor so its always good!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got home and my daughter called and I could hear the thrill in her voice as she spoke, "Mommy, mommy guess what?" She continued to say, "I was standing there and Bro. Winslow walked right up to me and he talked to me and then he laid hands on me and prayed over me!!!!" I was completely taken back with such gratitude in my heart as my eyes filled with tears that God would answer my little ol prayer. She said, "he told me that I was going to sing for Jesus and Jesus was going to use me to be a great worshiper and I would sing for Jesus!!!" I started to cry I just couldnt help myself. She was sooooooooo excited and at that moment I thought God you are so good and so personal to me I am at a loss for words. She was so thrilled to have this experience and what an honor for God to give that to her at such a young age. God had him stop for me and my daughter. I cherish these precious gifts from God to my child. These gifts are priceless and what a huge blessing she actually recognizes the value of this incident happening to her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SlZ4vNpbjpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LHdfzK6DXxY/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356601559316401810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SlZ4vNpbjpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LHdfzK6DXxY/s320/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God didnt have to do that, but He did. These are things no one can take from you and remind you of how special you are to the Lord. A reminder of how much He loves our children more than we do. Then I asked for my mom and she told me God talked to my friend for a long time. He called her on the platform and prophesied over her such beautiful and great things. I talked to her after church and she shared with me all that she could remember and I was so absolutely thrilled for her. She has been through hell these past few months and her heart was breaking and God just reached down in that service and gave her the hope she needed to go forward. She is like a sister to me and I have watched everything she ever knew striped from her and the enemy has tormented her. I have NEVER seen anyone handle such tragedy and turmoil with such dignity and grace. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so proud to call her friend and I can promise the suffering she has endured is NOTHING to be compared to the GLORY that shall be revealed in her. So I end with saying thank you to my Lord and savior for answering two prayers so close to my heart. God just cant be any better than He is to me.. It gets sweeter and sweeter as the days go by, Oh what a love between my Lord and I. I keep falling in love with Him over and over and over and over again... Sweet Jesus you have captured my soul and won my heart for eternity. I LOVE YOU. You have shown me a love I have never known. Thank you.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3593554642478740286?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3593554642478740286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3593554642478740286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3593554642478740286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3593554642478740286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/07/word-from-jesus.html' title='A word from Jesus...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SlZ4qjsEGAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oXtMBOo9b_Q/s72-c/pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-4681613823815946503</id><published>2009-06-16T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:48:25.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation baptizm souls love elderly bible study lunch church visitors'/><title type='text'>Now they just need the Holy Ghost!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SjfZrCS0tsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wf9L8gXJ-B4/s1600-h/bap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347982415899178690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SjfZrCS0tsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wf9L8gXJ-B4/s320/bap1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I dont know if you remember the Mellow's but, they were the elderly couple we met at the gas station one night on our way to church about 6 months ago. We gave them a bible study and have since become friends with them. This past sunday we went by their house on our way to bible hour and told them we would be honored if they would be our guests at church. Mr. mellow has always told us he wasnt ready to visit yet. Something told me to stop by anyhow. They agreed and came to church for the first time. My husband had went to their house the friday before and gave them the last lesson and talked to them about the plan of salvation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They both went to the alter and prayed after the service. Then we asked them if we could bring them some lunch after church. We went home and got changed went to the store and went back to their house and Sis Gloria met us there. Mr. mellow said he really enjoyed the service but didnt understand why they were running and some other stuff. My husband talked to him and explained a little about why we do what we do. Something kept tugging at me to bring up water baptism. Finally after dinner was over I just said Mr. Mellow we love you guys and we want you to be ready God forbid tomorrow may not come. I know my husband has talked to you about water baptism and how do you feel about that? He wanted to see it in the bible. We showed him again and he said, Noel you ar right tomorrow is not promised and if this is part of what it takes to be ready lets go. He asked his wife and she said well if you are I am.. It was so cute. Then me and Sis Gloria made the mad dash to find warm water.. lol We called everyone and no answer. Finally I got ahold of the Leonardo's home # and she answered and said of course. On our way he asked us to stop at his granddaughters house and ask his granddaughter to come and his daughter-in-law. They werent there. We called Sis Gloria to ask her to call them because she is good friends with them and she said. "Noel they are both in the car with me and the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SjfZ9oYVu6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/-KEsph9Duf8/s1600-h/bap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347982735360506786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SjfZ9oYVu6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/-KEsph9Duf8/s320/bap2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;granddaughter is going to be baptized too." I was so excited. The daughter-in-law had prayed for many years for their salvation. Recently she has been out of church. She was attending an apostolic church. Her daughter has been to our refuge services and knew Melissa Leonardo. This was all planned by God. Kim the daughter-in-law said she would be coming to our church and kept thanking us for reaching out to her family. My husband baptized all three of them. His first baptism since he was ordained. I was so proud of him. This is such a great testimony of how great God is. Mr. Mellow was so happy. He kept saying, "I wish I would of done this sooner and not waited until I was 77. I kept standing in awe of how God never gives up on people and extends his mercy to the honest heart even at 77. That just amazes me. I told him with all confidence this is going to change his life forever for the good. His wife Rita kept saying as we were driving home. Im free!! Im free!! Its so ironic these elderly people are our babies in the Lord. "OUR babies" I am so thankful I could cry.. This is what serving God is all about. Bringing souls to Jesus... Nothing better than this feeling.. Be not weary in well doing for in due season ye shall reap if you faint not!!! Thank you Lord for the Mellows!!!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SjfaBRSGF5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/NjlLGmC_ffY/s1600-h/bap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347982797879777170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SjfaBRSGF5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/NjlLGmC_ffY/s320/bap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-4681613823815946503?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4681613823815946503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=4681613823815946503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4681613823815946503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4681613823815946503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-they-just-need-holy-ghost.html' title='Now they just need the Holy Ghost!!!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SjfZrCS0tsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wf9L8gXJ-B4/s72-c/bap1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-539262960442899072</id><published>2009-06-08T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:40:14.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer intersession draw me near favor gift love Jesus'/><title type='text'>Draw me Nearer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Si1ZIVaCHII/AAAAAAAAAHA/Xgjk76oP6iA/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345026332478807170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Si1ZIVaCHII/AAAAAAAAAHA/Xgjk76oP6iA/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Prayer changes everything... Friday I was driving to Morgan Hill to help my friend with her son's graduation party and my mind was just full of stuff. As I often do I started to talk to God. I had been really frustrated with a certain issue and I started to tell the Lord "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; kinda tired of this and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; kind of tired of that person and I wish someone would just bring me some comfort regarding this and blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was really shocked by the Lords response. He told me I was spoiled. I thought WHAT????? ME??????? The Lord began to break it down for me so that I could open my eyes and really see. I have to say I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; sure Id share this because it was very humbling for me to hear. Then I thought humility is good for me and I need to share this and remember it forever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord started to explain to me I was spoiled because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see how He keeps me from suffering the full consequences of either the wrong decisions I make or the wrong decisions of others that affect my life. He told me He keeps an arms length distance between me and the full blows that come towards me. He said because He uses me in the capacity that He does to encourage others He shields me from things that could ultimately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;devastate&lt;/span&gt; me. Like when I have made wrong choices the consequences could have been unbearable. When other people in my life make bad choices it could affect me so much I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; bare it. God said He has literal&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345026260526780866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Si1ZEJXVUcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/t4kZX4DWRRE/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt; placed a covering over me that takes the brunt of my trials. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I was thinking I was suffering so much through this trial and I was made very aware it was nothing compared to suffering it alone with out Gods hand standing in front of the devil saying, "STOP right there you can only come this far. He has kept the enemy at an arms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;length&lt;/span&gt; distance from my life. Then he told me some things that were hard to hear, but were none the less true. He said that situation you have been struggling with is sent by me. I use that individual and those circumstances to drive you to your knees. Yes you pray and talk to me all the time, but I have called you to a place of intersession and you have not heeded my call. He told me there were people who were dying and going to hell because I have not been there to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;intercede&lt;/span&gt; for their soul. I started to cry because I know God has dealt with me so much about this and I have been lazy and not went to the church at night to pray like I was. Then God told me this call of intersession on my life is a gift passed down from generation to me and will pass to my child. He said there are people who pray to be used in this area and you have this gift I have given you free and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; use it like you should. I never knew it was gift. I just know I have always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;interceded&lt;/span&gt; when I pray. I know I have ignored it many times and God finally told me if I do not heed to this call He would lift it from my life. WOW.. I felt so small at this moment and so compelled to comply with God's wishes. I told Him okay Lord, I will commit to this right now this week. I was driving with tears streaming down my face I felt so bad I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;grieved&lt;/span&gt; the spirit of God. I asked Him to forgive me and made a commitment to heed to the call of intersession I have ignored. Anyone who reads this please pray for me that I will be faithful. There are so many things I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;intercede&lt;/span&gt; about. The best part of this talk with God was what He said at the end. He told me if you will come and do this the problems and issues will resolve themselves through your prayers. Your prayers will touch me and the intersession will filtrate through your life with my favor upon your situations. The prayer of intersession holds blessings for my life and for my family. I sit here in awe of who God is to me and wonder why He chooses me for anything, let alone something so beautiful. I told the Lord I cherish His favor and when He asked me what I really wanted from Him, my answer is to be closer to Him. That is my prayer to be closer to God than I ever have. More than financial blessings or relationships or any other material thing or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt; gift I want to be close to Jesus. I want Him to be pleased with me in whatever I do. That is my prayer today and for the next few weeks to come. God draw me close to you....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,And it told Thy love to me;But I long to rise in the arms of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;faith And&lt;/span&gt; be closer drawn to Thee. Draw me nearer, nearer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;blessèd&lt;/span&gt; Lord,To the cross where Thou hast died.Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;blessèd&lt;/span&gt; Lord,To Thy precious, bleeding side. Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,By the power of grace divine;Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,And my will be lost in Thine. O the pure delight of a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hour That&lt;/span&gt; before Thy throne I spend,When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;God I&lt;/span&gt; commune as friend with friend! There are depths of love that I cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;know Till&lt;/span&gt; I cross the narrow sea;There are h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Si1aaXxVx6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dxs5yG6SyeU/s1600-h/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345027741862709154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Si1aaXxVx6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dxs5yG6SyeU/s320/cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eights of joy that I may not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;reach Till&lt;/span&gt; I rest in peace with Thee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-539262960442899072?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/539262960442899072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=539262960442899072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/539262960442899072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/539262960442899072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/draw-me-nearer.html' title='Draw me Nearer'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Si1ZIVaCHII/AAAAAAAAAHA/Xgjk76oP6iA/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3769677954314709469</id><published>2009-06-01T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:51:25.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storms life desert valley living water prayer family church hot weather'/><title type='text'>God is the Potter We are the clay. Make me and mold me Lord..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SiQ8V6-gPJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/B-rGlIPssxM/s1600-h/clay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342461405274586258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SiQ8V6-gPJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/B-rGlIPssxM/s320/clay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Back on track. Just when it seems like its the end of the world the Lord steps in and says peace be still and the storm ends and just like that the journey continues and life keeps on showing up and it starts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ive been on a walk in the valley and there were times I thought I might just lay down and die there.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; A few weeks ago I saw this picture in my mind and I kept seeing it. It was like a desert floor with lots of cracks. Clay like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reddish&lt;/span&gt; brown in color and I could see it for a long way. I asked God what it was and He said the foundation needs water. Its cracking apart like clay does when it drys up. It needs water. With water it will become smooth again and solid. I thought about then and kind of shrugged it off not really understanding why He was showing me this. Today it seems so clear. When I went to church last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; and I just cried it out, I felt like this warm water just pour over me and my soul. It just washed over me and I felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spiritually&lt;/span&gt; cleansed and renewed in the Holy Ghost. It was like I was that desert floor. I needed the living water to wash over my soul and smooth it out and make it whole again. I know this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; make much sense to everyone, but it does to me. God always is there to meet you at the end of the road. He just picks up your weary heart and holds it for awhile. I felt like He gave me a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; and it gave me the strength to go on. All the prayers from my church family were priceless and so very much needed. Thank God for the saints who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to know the details but will just pray and touch God for you when you need it most. Wednesday night my pastor preached a message called "Let me be right" It was so good I cant even tell you in words how good it was. It just gets better and better at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TPC&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;... I am blessed to be here. The love God has put in my heart for the ministry we are under is something I cherish. There are a few preachers that have touched my life and made a tremendous impact on my heart. My pastor is one of them. What a great and mighty God we serve!! He cares about us more than we will ever know. My pastor preached about how God cares about the details of our lives and how we should pray about every det&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SiQ9LG2YeDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E4KZcPlZOgc/s1600-h/kettle.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342462318994815026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SiQ9LG2YeDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E4KZcPlZOgc/s320/kettle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ail in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This past weekend I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;patterson&lt;/span&gt; to work at the apricot festival for my cousin who owns a kettle corn business. On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; I checked the weather and it said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; would be 90 degrees and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; 89. I thought it will be so much hotter in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;trailer&lt;/span&gt;. So I thought about the message and I prayed God please cool down the weather for us so we wont be boiling in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;trailer&lt;/span&gt;. I hate to be hot. I know you may think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; crazy, but the weather was cooler and had a nice breeze and I thanked God for answering MY prayer. It was super tough work but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; roast!! Thank you Lord for changing the weather in my life spiritually and literally over the weekend in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;patterson&lt;/span&gt;. YOU ARE GREAT!!!!! God answers prayer and yes even the little ones....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SiQ9LG2YeDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E4KZcPlZOgc/s1600-h/kettle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3769677954314709469?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3769677954314709469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3769677954314709469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3769677954314709469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3769677954314709469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-is-potter-we-are-clay-make-me-and.html' title='God is the Potter We are the clay. Make me and mold me Lord..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SiQ8V6-gPJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/B-rGlIPssxM/s72-c/clay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1715737192656675830</id><published>2009-05-18T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:03:41.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God change storms broken life hope promise'/><title type='text'>Storms pass.. Life goes on. God never changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ShGuzti4KaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3-h9SDw4QB4/s1600-h/storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337239236833192354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ShGuzti4KaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3-h9SDw4QB4/s320/storm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ShGuiDAZ1dI/AAAAAAAAAGY/syHRTux7-UM/s1600-h/my+storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337238933356533202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ShGuiDAZ1dI/AAAAAAAAAGY/syHRTux7-UM/s320/my+storm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picking up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; after the storm has blown through is exhausting. I had an unexpected storm roll over my life and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; prepared for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;damage&lt;/span&gt; it caused. I feel like I spiritually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;collapsed&lt;/span&gt; under the pressure. I read something that helped me today, God is the same yesterday, today and forever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My promise is settled, in the midst of my disaster.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;by Pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dansby&lt;/span&gt; (Dallas Texas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I read an account about a storm that came as a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;"The storm came roaring in from the Atlantic, and it left the city of New York paralyzed. Ordinarily such a snow fall causes little inconvenience in that city.Snowplows are assembled and crews are at work even as the first flakes begin to fall. The weather forecasters do a good job, and because they do, the city is kept moving, and New Yorkers can continue on their way.But on that cold day a few years back, the weatherman missed it. His mistake was understandable. Weather systems in this country usually move west to east. This storm slipped in from the East, taking New York City by surprise. This sort of thing happens not only to cities but also to people."In the Bible, Jesus knew that there would be times when storms would come and cause an upheaval for these disciples that He was praying for. Jesus is praying for them and their mission to be faithful when those times would come. Jesus is praying for protection from the evil one as well as their sanctification.One thing I know for sure is that God's word is Forever settled in Heaven and in Earth; I also know that when storms arise in our life unexpectedly that God does not change His mind on how the outcome will be for me. The word says that He is the same yesterday, today and forever.I always remember a little saying from a kid show that goes like this: "Yesterday is history, today is the present, and tomorrow is a mystery."Jesus knows that there are storms in our path, that are unexpected in our tomorrows, and that if we hold on to Him it will be all right.For the Cause of the Gospel,Pastor Greg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dansby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I needed to read this today. I realized that no matter what happens God never changes. I just have have to pick up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; and follow Him. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; leave me. He is right here. My journey might have come to a halt but I am still going onward. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; all that matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Yesterday is gone. Today I am here. Tomorrow God knows where I will be. I feel like the old song says, I feel like going on, though trials may come and storms may blow, I feel like going on........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1715737192656675830?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1715737192656675830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1715737192656675830' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1715737192656675830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1715737192656675830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/storms-pass-life-goes-on-god-never.html' title='Storms pass.. Life goes on. God never changes...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ShGuzti4KaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3-h9SDw4QB4/s72-c/storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5955861739849476283</id><published>2009-05-04T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:28:16.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise trust trials weak strong storm Jesus believe power song enemy promise'/><title type='text'>The Proof is in your Praise!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sf8rXoRrWrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9akX9LX3jbI/s1600-h/praise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332028168778504882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sf8rXoRrWrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9akX9LX3jbI/s320/praise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sf8qxZ3vnDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Kf-kLCY3LMs/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332027512076606514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sf8qxZ3vnDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Kf-kLCY3LMs/s320/hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was listening to a song this morning by Marvin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sapp&lt;/span&gt; called "Praise Him in advance" What a powerful song...I refuse to allow what I see to to hinder what I believe.. That was the most powerful statement to me. I think sometimes we bank on how we feel or what we see or hear in the flesh, when God is saying, "Your praise will cause the enemy to be confused!" God is saying I know it seems as though its not and I know things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; exactly where I told you they were going to be, but will you trust me?" Praise Him through the storm. Its one of the hardest things to do. The wind is blowing, the sky is howling, the rain is pouring down, everything is getting wet, maybe there is even some hail = HELL! on earth, you feel like your in the middle of a tornado, spinning out of control and it hurts and this is not what you signed up for right?? You feel like , its not worth it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; done trying, Ive had enough, I cant take anymore... God is just asking way to much of me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; dying here and God, wont you say peace be still to my storm?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come on already... All the while God is watching you stand and not turn around and silently cheering you on and hoping you will have the heart to say, though He may slay me, YET WILL I TRUST HIM... He is waiting to see if you can muster up the courage to do the opposite of how you feel. This week I have heard a lot about trusting God. I have the hardest time doing that when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; holding on so tight to the promises of God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; strangling them in the process. I have to leave those promises in His Hands to hold on to for me until they are ready. While I wait I have to trust. Yesterday we had such a great church service and I felt so strongly the cloud of doubt the enemy has put over so many people. I felt my pastor preach to that spirit of defeat and say, "get up and fight.." I thought about times I have felt so defenseless and unable to combat the enemy. Then I remembered how when at those weakest points someone was praying for me and I had to finally just stand up and raise up my hands and start to praise Him. Praise Him through the good and the bad. Weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; happy or sad. Praise Him because if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know anything else I had faith that God has never forsaken me or left me when I needed Him most. He has NEVER failed me.. and just when I thought I may die in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;, my praise released me from the pain and stress of it all and God was able to take over because I finally let go and let God. Now looking back I can clearly see God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; trying to hurt me, He was disturbing me into my destiny. Sometimes what we think is the enemy is not at all. It is God ruffling our feathers so to speak and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pushing&lt;/span&gt; us out of the nest of comfort to push us towards our promise. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if this all makes sense, but God has given me a revelation about the POWER IN PRAISE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; the first to admit its not easy, but IT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;WORKs&lt;/span&gt;... I also realized sometimes what I think is the enemy is actually God interrupting my program to tune me into His. I am convinced to stop going by what I feel and what I see and persuade my mind to trust God for what I need, because He is a sure thing. It takes Faith to trust God. Faith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;comes&lt;/span&gt; by hearing. Saturate your mind with the word. It is your most powerful weapon. Then pick up the BIG guns and start to praise. Praise will get you through every circumstance of life. The proof is in your your PRAISE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5955861739849476283?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5955861739849476283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5955861739849476283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5955861739849476283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5955861739849476283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/proof-is-in-your-praise.html' title='The Proof is in your Praise!!!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sf8rXoRrWrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9akX9LX3jbI/s72-c/praise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3784572815228611536</id><published>2009-04-20T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:39:36.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love elders grandma hurst wounds broken heart healing love kindness just because'/><title type='text'>JUST BECAUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SezcVa6-yZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7fPC4gV_Hlg/s1600-h/HEART.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326874719834524050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SezcVa6-yZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7fPC4gV_Hlg/s320/HEART.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is going by so fast it seems. I appreciate my drive from Salinas to Hollister more and more as it allows me the time to pray and just talk to Jesus. Yesterday was such good church. Pastor Hurst preached such an awesome message about how this world needs Jesus and the church was a hospital for broken hearts. It is so true so many times I have thought about how hurt and brokenness and hate and all the matters of the heart can only be healed by God. There is not a counselor or medicine or doctor or person who can heal and bind up the wounds of a broken heart. Like that old song says, no one can touch me like Jesus can. No one can give you peace when you cannot understand, no one can bind your wounds like nail scarred hands, no one can touch me like Jesus can. There are wounds my heart has endured that almost killed me. BUT JESUS... He healed my heart and healed my wounds and no one or nothing could of ever repaired the damage that had been done. Jesus can do what no other can do for us. I could relate to what Pastor was saying from my own experience. I wondered how many people suffer from spiritual conditions of the heart. If they only knew Jesus. He takes the pain and fills it back up with His love and healing balm. Oh I am so thankful for His healing power. I had a talk yesterday with a precious elder in our church Grandma Hurst and she told me some things yesterday I will never forget. I have not had the opportunity to know her for very long a little over a year now, but I have such a love and respect for her and her husband. She is the funniest person I have ever met in my life. She is also full of pearls of wisdom. I love older people. If you actually take the time to sit and listen to what they have to say you can learn a lot. She gave me a great compliment yesterday and I will always cherish it. After she said it, she said," you know what so many times we think to say things to people that is on our hearts and we dont say it and you know what? Thats not right." I graciously thanked her. If she only knew how much it meant coming from her. We are blessed to have bishop and grandma Hurst with us and I pray we tell them as often as we can how appreciated and valued they are. Grandma Hurst hasnt been feeling well and I made sure yesterday I took the time to tell her what was on my heart. She blessed me by listening and gave me some of her pearls of wisdom that I will cherish forever and keep in my heart. I told God I would blog about this today. I felt impressed to say to all of you. Dont wait until you cant say whats on your heart. Tell someone what they mean to you while you have the chance. Great people like grandma Hurst wont be here forever so cherish her and your loved ones while you can. If you think something kind about someone say it. They might need to hear it. Encourage someone with a word of wisdom and do something kind for someone just because. God is in these random acts of kindness. Give Him the glory. I have found this to be a tremendous blessing in my life to lift up others and give God the glory. There is no good thing in me. Jesus has blessed me with the ability we all have within us to just say or do something nice just because we can. We dont have to have a reason to tell our brother or sister something good. To do something kind for someone just because. No ulterior motive or expectation of anything in return. JUST BECAUSE.... God does this to us everyday. Gives to us and loves us JUST BECAUSE... Go find someone to encourage JUST BECAUSE.. Call someone and tell them you love them JUST BECAUSE... Say it JUST BECAUSE... Do it JUST BECAUSE... God needs us to be His voice and His hands and feet sometimes..JUST BECAUSE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3784572815228611536?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3784572815228611536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3784572815228611536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3784572815228611536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3784572815228611536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because.html' title='JUST BECAUSE'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SezcVa6-yZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7fPC4gV_Hlg/s72-c/HEART.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1253080975935387994</id><published>2009-04-06T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:49:31.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS GRATITUDE GREATFULheart GOD PRAISE'/><title type='text'>Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SdowH0IUwXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/K9Bl7wmEbWw/s1600-h/thank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321618820502438258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SdowH0IUwXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/K9Bl7wmEbWw/s320/thank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;DEAR GOD: I want to thank You for what you have already done. I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me; I am thanking you right now... I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears ; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until my financial situation improves; I am going to thank you right now. I am not going to wait until the children are asleep and the house is quiet; I am going to thank you right now. I am not going to wait until I get promoted at work or until I get the job; I am going to thank you right now. I am not going to wait until I understand every experience in my life that has caused me pain or grief; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until the journey gets easier or the challenges are removed; I am thanking you right now. I am thanking you because I am alive. I am thanking you because I made it through the day's difficulties. I am thanking you because I have walked around the obstacles. I am thanking you because I have the ability and the opportunity to do more and do better.. I'm thanking you because JESUS, YOU haven't given up on me. I am thanking you right now because you made a way out of no way. And I am thankful for your grace and mercy. God is just so good, and he's good all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Someone sent this to me today and it is exactly how I felt when I got up today. On the way to work I just told the Lord I just wanted to thank Him today. I didnt want to ask for anything just thank Him for All He has done in my life. The good, the bad, the indifferent. I just am so thankful that I know Him. He deserves all the glory for anything good in my life. I thought about how I am 40 and it took so long to feel true happiness. I have had a lot of happy moments, but not seasons of true contentment and happiness and today I felt that deep in my heart and I am sooooo thankful because I know it is a blessing from the Lord. We dont have much in the physical sense but I feel so rich and blessed in my life. We have everything we need. Life is good and I am happy about that. I appreciate it. God is good all the time. I love Him today and I honor Him today for allowing me to have this season. I cherish your blessings Lord..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1253080975935387994?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1253080975935387994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1253080975935387994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1253080975935387994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1253080975935387994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/thankful-heart.html' title='Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SdowH0IUwXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/K9Bl7wmEbWw/s72-c/thank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3557722138627126941</id><published>2009-03-26T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:31:36.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles prayer healing deliverence friends bills tithing holy ghost Jesus vacuume love the voice of God'/><title type='text'>BE BOLD AND BELIEVE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ScuowcFYOmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UfIaiXwlIig/s1600-h/MIRACLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317529335166941794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ScuowcFYOmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UfIaiXwlIig/s320/MIRACLE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Yesterday was a really different kind of day. Quiet at work. Then as I drove home I was telling the Lord I was worried if we would be able to meet all of our commitments and pay all of our bills. I said "man Lord I just dont know how its gona happen. I said to Him, "I have to pay my tithes and my building fund and other commitments thats the most important." The Lord spoke to me and said, "You pay those things and dont worry about the money it will produce itself." Of course I kinda shook my head and said, "Lord money dosent produce itself I have to work or get another job." The Lord spoke back to me and said, It isnt logical is it? Money to produce itself? I said, "well no" He said, "Well Im not logical. All things that impossible with man are possible with me. I am the furthest thing from logical so remember that daughter." I was just like "WHOA, ok Lord. The worry left. I know this sounds crazy but it is true. I have to trust God. God is not going to allow us to be faithful and to give, without blessing us in return, even if its His way of paying the bills, they will get paid. I believe Him. Then when I went home I was vacuuming and the Lord said to me, "Vacuuming is like praying." I thought it is?? Then He said, yes the more you vacuum the less debris you will have around. The more you pray the less debris you will have around your life. It made a lot of sense to me. I started to laugh out loud and I said out loud Lord you have &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Scu7iNdyYmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LcFodWsDNmY/s1600-h/vac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549981445546594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Scu7iNdyYmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LcFodWsDNmY/s320/vac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a great analogy's. My daughter came out of her room and said, "Mommy, who are you talking to?" I said the Lord honey. She said Oh, ok and went back to the room. I laughed and smiled God would talk to me like He was sitting on my couch so to speak. I ran to get my journal I havent written in for some time and wrote everything down He said. So many times I think Im crazy when I hear God talking to me. Im not crazy. These things He tells me are so awesome and just what I need. I felt so honored He was speaking to me so much yesterday. I felt like it was important to start writing it down. So I will and I felt to share it with everyone. Sometimes I know people doubt God talks to us this way. I was one of them. I would tell myself I have to be crazy, God dosent talk to people this much. I have found out when I speak to him Im always waiting for an answer back. I listen to see if He responds. Most of the time I have found He does. I am tired of holding back because I wonder what others might think. Thank God I can hear His voice. That is a miracle in itself. I just couldnt express how I appreciate the Lord today. Its so much, there arent words in english to describe it. One of my really close friends came to church last night. Four months ago he was in a critical car accident and was paralyzed and told he would be in a halo for 4 months. Broken collar bone and all sorts of stuff. His dad called me and everyone prayed. He was in that halo for 1 month and is a walking miracle. God is so alive and seeking to do great and powerful things through us. I am excited and waiting for Him to perform a miracle through me. The devil hates it when I speak out in FAITH like this, we all need to start speaking out some things by faith and watch what the Lord will do! God is just waiting on us to get some Holy Ghost Boldness! BE BOLD!! BELIEVE GOD FOR THE IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;After I wrote this I checked my facebook and Bro Kilgore was on there saying God gave him a message relating to vacuuming. He is actually going to vacuum on sunday morning during his message. That was my confirmation from God about what he told me yesterday. Is that just so unbelievable or what??? He is going to send me a copy. I am sooooooooo excited! God is talking to us. Are you listening? I am!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3557722138627126941?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3557722138627126941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3557722138627126941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3557722138627126941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3557722138627126941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-bold-and-believe.html' title='BE BOLD AND BELIEVE!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/ScuowcFYOmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UfIaiXwlIig/s72-c/MIRACLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-722836208931513746</id><published>2009-03-24T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:28:39.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing solo daughter happy birthday Jesus'/><title type='text'>Analycia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-886d21031948d928" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D886d21031948d928%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330106668%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5ED74897A35365EB20EA5E83D330493BFD29642D.1B09594EE3285F66B2A2C0ACC3C705EB058266EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D886d21031948d928%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCjc8lyVRy5Ic1rPtLCCv2sDyiSc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D886d21031948d928%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330106668%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5ED74897A35365EB20EA5E83D330493BFD29642D.1B09594EE3285F66B2A2C0ACC3C705EB058266EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D886d21031948d928%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCjc8lyVRy5Ic1rPtLCCv2sDyiSc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Lord Keep her in your hands and never let her go.. Keep your anointing on her and let her do great things 4 u in Jesus Name I pray.. I give her, heart, soul and mind to your care Lord. Use her mightly for your glory and honor. Thank you Lord for giving her to me. She is a constant source of my Joy. Her life has kept mine right where it belongs with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-722836208931513746?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=886d21031948d928&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/722836208931513746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=722836208931513746' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/722836208931513746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/722836208931513746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/analycia.html' title='Analycia'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6377198582819972284</id><published>2009-03-18T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:44:39.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STRENGTH HOPE ATTITUDE DETERMINATION'/><title type='text'>THOUGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ABILITY IS WHAT YOU ARE CAPABLE OF DOING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOTIVATION DETERMINES WHAT YOU DO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTITUDE DETERMINES HOW WELL YOU DO IT."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;-LOU HOLTZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6377198582819972284?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6377198582819972284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6377198582819972284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6377198582819972284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6377198582819972284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/thought.html' title='THOUGHT'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3232379419467630833</id><published>2009-03-16T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:39:18.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROPHECY PASTOR GIFTS OF THE SPIRIT WAKE UP PRAYER INTERCESSER'/><title type='text'>PROPHECY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sb6e-dQtmfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uvb97I8r_cY/s1600-h/gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313859406187567602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sb6e-dQtmfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uvb97I8r_cY/s320/gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still in the wonder of it all so to speak. It all started Sunday about 2:45 am. I woke up and I was wide awake, so I started to pray and I prayed for about 45 minutes and then I just layed there and God said to me, "Are you done?" I said well yes unless you have something you want me to pray about? He said I just wanted to talk to you and I was waiting for you to be done. I was like ok Lord Im sorry you should of stopped me. My last prayer before God spoke to me was more of a talk rather than a request. I told God I dont see it happening Lord. I was referring to a dream I have in my heart. I told God these exact words, Lord Im ok with being a good saint and sitting in the pews and just serving you. I know I long for these certain things and you have dealt with me in dreams and prayer and I thought it would happen one day, but maybe Im wrong and thats ok, I still love you more than anything. I said a lot of stuff to God. Then when He asked me if I was done I was like whoops, I guess I talked to long. Then God said to me, The things which are impossible with men are possible with Me. He told me He is the one whom all things are possible. He dealt with me again about being at the church more to intercede. I said to Him, Lord other people are interceding and praying and He spoke back to me and said, Noel no one can pray your prayers, There are things and people only you can touch me for. No one can intercede for those things that are meant for you. So I knew I needed to make an adjustment in my schedule to be at the church more available to God to do His will through me. I have been lazy and comfortable and not going as much as I said I would. I knew He was waking me up to tell me it was important. Then I opened the Bible in the morning and I was drinking coffee with my husband and I told him what God told me. I told him I was up until 4:00 am talking to the Lord. He didnt say to much. I read that scripture God gave me, The things which are impossible with men are possible with God. Luke 18:27. Then we went to church and pastor starts to preach. I felt like he was preaching to me 100% me. Although he was preaching to a lot of folks. I just cried and wept because he was preaching, I pray God wakes you up and talks to you and God is calling some of you to be so much more than someone who warms the pew. He preached everything God had been telling me the night before. When God does this to me it is mind blowing for me. There is just no way to get away from it. I went to alter and I just surrendered my will to His will. I told God I am willing. I wont look back or doubt His perfect will in my life. I told God I wanted my pastor to speak to me because I knew he was in a prophetic state. I stayed still and waited on God. Pastor prophesied over my husband and I and it was exactly what the desire in my heart was. I told God it was ok if it didnt happen. God said it would. It was like one of the greatest moments of clarity and such a sure thing. So many years I have heard people say things to me and I know without a doubt God has dealt with me about these things. I have deeply desired these things to come to fruition, but I have always lacked the direction and understanding of these gifts. I still dont have the full understanding. But at least now I know my pastor can and will direct us and teach us. God confirmed to me so many things yesterday. I am still in awe of how awesome God was and is today. I am truly blessed. I dont say that in a boastful way but with all humility I have been assured God has blessed me. I have to give honor to my mother from her prayers these blessings were born. Thank you mom for never giving up on me and praying endlessly over me. Your anointed prayers have brought the blessings of God on my life. I cherish and covet your prayers. I love you mom. You have made me who I am today. A blessed woman..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3232379419467630833?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3232379419467630833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3232379419467630833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3232379419467630833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3232379419467630833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/prophecy.html' title='PROPHECY'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Sb6e-dQtmfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uvb97I8r_cY/s72-c/gifts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2663468249928708678</id><published>2009-03-09T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:57:32.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish old folks prayer burden broken heart singing Jesus love healing'/><title type='text'>Blessings and Burdens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; still an hour behind. Ill catch up with myself soon. We had great church yesterday. Thank God we can go to the House of God and be restored and renewed and healed and receive all that we need and more. It has been quite a week. All I can say is life sure has a way of showing up. It was good to have a girls night with two of my very good friends. Good food, good company and lots of laughter.. Memories.... Yesterday in church my heart was so broken and feeling such a sense of loss and burdened. I just tried to compose myself as usual. Then the choir sang my song. Jesus, the most beautiful name I know... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; help myself I just stood up and in my sorrow and grief I just raised my hands towards heaven and said God I thank you in all things. I praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands and then people started to pray all around and God touched my pain with the peace that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;passeth&lt;/span&gt; all understanding. Sis Hurst wrapped her arms around me and it was like Jesus holding me with her arms and saying this to shall pass. I could then grasp what I keep hearing, God is in control. Then Bro. Nathaniel got up and sang that old simple song, I need thee, Oh I need thee, every hour I need, that song ministered to my soul. The timing was so perfect. I thank God he was sensitive to the spirit of God.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I was so tired from staying up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;waaaayyyyyy&lt;/span&gt; past my bedtime. I met Sis Gloria at the old folks home. When we got there the lady in charge said, "Oh they all came today" They have been waiting for you guys" "They kept asking when are they coming to pray for us?" Last week we had 17 residents. This week we had 23 out of the 24 they have. She said they all wanted to participate this time. As we prayed for each one, one lady looked at us and asked for forgiveness, I just held her head and prayed Gods forgiveness as tears poured down her face. She was so broken. God really touched her. Then the owner came out and said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; next, me too. She said last week she told her husband how all the people loved us and kept asking when we were coming back and she wanted us to pray for her and her husband too. Every worker in the facility waited their turn for prayer. I thought when I got there I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have anything to give, but God touched me as I prayed for others it strengthened me. This ministry has been a blessing in my life and I thank God for allowing me to be a vessel at this retirement home. The owner sat with us and kept thanking us and telling us how much she appreciated us coming. I thank God for that. Every worker we prayed for God touched them. Tears were streaming down each ones face as we prayed over them. Sis Gloria prayed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt; over one lady who was so overcome by the touch of Jesus. She just held on to our hands and kept thanking us and crying. It was beautiful. I thank God for Sis Gloria. Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt; is being used as a tremendous blessing. I look forward to going each week. Thank you for all your prayers. They are felt. Thank you Lord for being with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2663468249928708678?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2663468249928708678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2663468249928708678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2663468249928708678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2663468249928708678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/blessings-and-burdens.html' title='Blessings and Burdens'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-949403785633246497</id><published>2009-03-02T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:42:08.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old folks retirement nursing home singing prayer tears nurses staff'/><title type='text'>Whispering Pines still has a heartbeat..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Saw3dQ-GNXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ia4Mu2RZxNo/s1600-h/pray1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308679036674127218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Saw3dQ-GNXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ia4Mu2RZxNo/s320/pray1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Saw3mewfssI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Azc4M1BZOLE/s1600-h/old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308679194993996482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Saw3mewfssI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Azc4M1BZOLE/s320/old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Saw3iIPURlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0n_P5rb-LjA/s1600-h/old1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308679120229779026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Saw3iIPURlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0n_P5rb-LjA/s320/old1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday was our first visit to the old folks home. It was called Whispering Pines. It is a senior retirement home. They have 24 residents and the oldest just turned 100 a couple of weeks ago. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; never sure what quite to expect when I go to a new place, but Jesus met us there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myself, Sis Gloria, Bro. Stephen, Sis Brenda (one of our youth) and my daughter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Analycia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went. We started with prayer and sang some songs. We had about 16 or 17 of the residents in the room with us. We had a song request for just a closer walk with thee. Thank God I remember all the old songs. My daughter insisted we sing Ive got a mansion just over the hilltop. She learned it when we did this ministry in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Salinas&lt;/span&gt;. So we sang and then I talked for about 7 minutes about God's love and my burden for them. Sis Gloria read the Bible which they loved. Then I asked the owner if we could just go around the room and pray for each one and she said yes. One lady Natalie said "Please pray that these people tell me the truth about my husband I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know where he is." It was so sad, but we prayed. I asked one man named Vern, what would you like us to pray for Vern? He said "Oh honey its to late for me." I laughed and we all did and I told him "Oh Vern its never to late. God is still on the throne." He said "well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then go on ahead and pray for me." We went to each one and asked them what they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; prayer for. Most of them had a prayer request. Some of their eyes f&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;illed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up with tears and they were so grateful. I held each ones hand as we prayed and this compassion welled up inside of me as I prayed tears began to stream down my face I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help it. At that moment I felt so honored God would allow me to pray for these precious souls. That is what they are. Precious to the Lord. When some of them looked at me while we were praying you could see the thankfulness and tender hearts looking back. I was overwhelmed with Gods love for these sometimes forgotten elderly folks. Then as we made our way around the room we began to pray for one of the nurses who has been working there for 9 years. She began to weep as we prayed over her. God gave me a word for her and she wept harder and just kept staring at me like how did you know? The elderly man next to her began to cry with her that made me cry harder. Oh there were so many tears. Good tears that wash the soul. Then we were allowed to go into the rooms where some of the residents cant get up easily and we prayed for each one of them. We could of spent most of our day there. The people and staff loved us and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want us to go. The owner came up and hugged me and thanked me for coming. She said what a wonderful thing our church is doing as a volunteer work. I give God all the glory. He put this in my heart. God placed a burden for the old and the young in my heart a long time ago. There is no good thing in me. We are just Gods vessels. He loves these old people and I feel it is the will of God to go and reach out to them and pray for them and visit them. It blessed us so much to be able to be used by God for this purpose. We were invited back for lunch next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; and to stay longer. They invited us to cook once a month. I love to cook and so does Bro. Stephen so this will be awesome. I had to share what a blessing it was to give of my time to the Lord. He blessed my soul through these elderly folks. Thank you to all who went. On my way home I thanked my 8 year old daughter for going. If you could of seen her as she sang her little heart out and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hands on the old people and prayed over them and loved being with us and working in this ministry it was so beautiful to me. I told her, "honey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so proud of you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad your my daughter. Jesus is so proud of you. You are so special to Jesus." I was crying and she said, "well the old people need Jesus too Mommy, they are the forgotten generation remember??!" As I wiped my tears I said, "yes they are honey. Yes they are." Thank you Lord for this opportunity to serve you and do your work in our community. Thank you pastor for allowing us to be blessed!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-949403785633246497?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/949403785633246497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=949403785633246497' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/949403785633246497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/949403785633246497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/whispering-pines-still-has-heartbeat.html' title='Whispering Pines still has a heartbeat..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/Saw3dQ-GNXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ia4Mu2RZxNo/s72-c/pray1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-8933551230713362604</id><published>2009-02-25T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:46:53.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor love anointing prayer ministers five fold ministry hell devil Bro Arnold pastors wives trophies'/><title type='text'>A cost for the call..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SaWKjixgmUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dE8MVL7cU_0/s1600-h/pastor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306800079160514882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 66px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SaWKjixgmUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dE8MVL7cU_0/s320/pastor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SaWHqapzWQI/AAAAAAAAADw/uvfuDQTYf8w/s1600-h/Shephrd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306796898704906498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SaWHqapzWQI/AAAAAAAAADw/uvfuDQTYf8w/s320/Shephrd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SaWKsAjVHMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5YzetO2yUU8/s1600-h/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306800224593059010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SaWKsAjVHMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5YzetO2yUU8/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We have been in revival with Bro. Greg Henry. What a tremendous young man. Monday he taught on standing behind the ministry. This is something that has always been in my heart. Every since I was a little girl I have had a special love and burden for the ministry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have seen over the years the dynamics of being in the ministry and it is a high road that our ministry pays a price for. I have heard people say I want to preach and be anointed yet lack a prayer life. Even as a saint it takes commitment, faithfulness, consecration and dedication. As a minister these requirements are much deeper and higher than our own. The Bible says to much given much is required. It is so true. There is a cost. There is a price to pay. I think people see the end result of a preacher or pastor or evangelist and desire to step into those shoes without walking a mile in that mans steps. I was listening to Bro. Arnold the other day and he said as only he can, "You want my anointing? You want what I got? well then fight my devils, pay my price &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt;!" Its true. We have no idea what price some of these great men and women have paid to be where they are. Bro. Arnold can just lay it out. I love that about him. I love his preaching and I also understand Bro. Arnold has been through hell and high water to have the powerful anointing he has. That has cost him something. Sometimes I get frustrated with these young men who want to ride in on the coat tails of great sermons preached by some great preachers without paying the price. They talk the talk and walk the walk but there is no depth or substance to who they are. It is not backed up with a strong prayer life or knowledge of the word. If you want to be used of God there is a cost. Ill bet these great leaders could tell you what travail is. They can write a book about being tried by the fire. They can give a bible study on intercessory prayer. They can walk you through the valley experience. They can describe to you the enemy. These great anointed people all are well acquainted with the power of prayer. The word is written in their heart. Their Bible has wear and tear. It doesn't come easy. We think the devil is chasing us, it is nothing compared to how he can chase our ministers. Pastor mentioned how a couple of ministers had fallen away from this great truth and my heart just broke. I kept thinking about that message Trophies of Hell. Those ministers could be trophies on hell's wall. What a loss. We must pray for our pastors and their wives and their children. The devil is like the master hunter. If he can get our minister he would rather have them than us. He will take us but he is really hunting the big bucks. I pray for our evangelists that come through. They have a hard road. They need our prayers. Our missionaries, they need our prayers. Our leaders over us. Never take it for granted what God has blessed us with. He has given us one of the greatest preachers in the world. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; you think the devil would like to sift him as wheat? Our pastor is fighting for our city. He fights the prince of darkness over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;. He is only a man. He has great anointing but how much stronger could it be if we together lifted him up in prayer every day. If we kept a hedge prayed about him of safety. If we prayed more for his wife that pays the ultimate sacrifice of being his help mate. She is the backbone of who he is. I know we pray for our pastor and his wife but what about a little more? More than usual. More than what we do. It will strengthen them. It will build them up. It will increase their vision. It will keep the enemy far at bay from getting anywhere close to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shepard&lt;/span&gt; of our souls. Even the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shepard&lt;/span&gt; needs rest. Can he close his eyes and feel secure in knowing my flock is praying I am safe. Oh God give us all a burden for our ministry. In every church. Pray for every pastor, every teacher, every evangelists, every prophet, every apostle and all of their wives who carry these great men. Our women ministers as well and their husbands. What we put in with our prayers for them we will reap the benefits of their anointing. There is a cost for the call, are you willing to pay it????&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-8933551230713362604?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8933551230713362604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=8933551230713362604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8933551230713362604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8933551230713362604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/cost-for-call.html' title='A cost for the call..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SaWKjixgmUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dE8MVL7cU_0/s72-c/pastor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1263108269452784646</id><published>2009-02-17T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:49:15.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grow soil fruit painful process endure time season'/><title type='text'>The process of being planted..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SZrwnHrGX1I/AAAAAAAAADg/xs9wnkJwovI/s1600-h/plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303816066047565650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SZrwnHrGX1I/AAAAAAAAADg/xs9wnkJwovI/s320/plant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Planted.....Thats what Bro. Henry preached about. He talked about being planted and the whole process spiritually. It was simple but profound. I often think about that how it takes time to grow and sprout out and how painful the growing process is. It goes along with a theme I have been hearing, like Bro. Royce preached at BOTT about being imprisoned in a land of fulfillment. God gave me this message awhile back I mentioned it about a time that kills. Now I am starting to see what God is saying. This time of being planted and waiting on God may be one of the hardest things we have to do in our walk with God. God gives us the promise of the end result and we have to hold on to that promise during the process. Even when we are faced with let down expectations or things dont seem to be going the way we think they should or people pierce into our flesh and hurt surrounds us, all the while God is stirring the soil to produce fruit in our lives. The analogy that has been used is so awesome and right on it. The message I am hearing is endure the process. Persevere through the pain. "and let us not be weary in well doing for in due season we shall reap if we faint not." Galations 6:9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It is a time that kills the flesh but elevates the spirit. This time of growth and being planted is uncomfortable but necessary to produce spiritually. God gave me this whole message about a month or so ago and now I am hearing different versions of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;This is surely God speaking to me directly and through others. Help me Lord to grow gracefully. Help me to endure the "whole" process of being planted to obtain the promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1263108269452784646?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1263108269452784646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1263108269452784646' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1263108269452784646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1263108269452784646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/process-of-being-planted.html' title='The process of being planted..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SZrwnHrGX1I/AAAAAAAAADg/xs9wnkJwovI/s72-c/plant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6561759487283554259</id><published>2009-02-13T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:06:57.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart God healing preaching hurt pain mercy grace hate sin love pastor'/><title type='text'>Healing of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SZXtwQn-3RI/AAAAAAAAADY/MPNKcdWA_xM/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302405549650795794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SZXtwQn-3RI/AAAAAAAAADY/MPNKcdWA_xM/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ready for the weekend.. Looking forward to Refuge and revival with Bro. Henry. Wednesday night was such a good service. I cant explain in words what God did in my heart. I just know He began to heal a very painful part of my past. I had to admit there was a part of my heart I had reserved to hold a small portion of some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poison&lt;/span&gt; I thought could protect me. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;poison&lt;/span&gt; really needed to be poured out of my vessel so God could wash the wounds and bind them up and heal them completely. For all these years I have held onto this spirit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vindication&lt;/span&gt; towards someone who is dead. I felt good in my flesh knowing they were going to hell. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt; but its true. I have wanted to forgive but I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; realize it was something that would eventually turn to bitterness if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; pour it out. I was so afraid to let it go when I went to the alter with my husband I felt so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;venerable&lt;/span&gt; and I felt this deep surge of hurt hit my heart and I was so scared but I just said the words to God I forgive Lord I forgive the sin against me and instantly this peace and comfort just surrounded my soul and held me. All this time I held on to this hurt and pain that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; belong to me. It was clogging my vessels. God wanted me to pour it out. He wanted to fill it with healing waters. It took God minutes to restore a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of my heart that has been broken and hidden away for 29 years. You will just never know nor could I ever explain Gods mercy and grace and love I experienced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. I felt something wash over me and I felt this huge relief and burden lift off of me that I have drug around for all these years. I am thankful my pastor has the courage to preach things other people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; touch. The sensitive subjects. Because God moved things around Wednesday and my pastor had the mind of God and stepped into a sensitive place in my life, God was able to step in an bring me healing I have needed for way to long. When he was preaching I was literally so uncomfortable I was sitting in my seat and saying in my mind run!! I have ran from this too long and I am so thankful to God for healing my heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6561759487283554259?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6561759487283554259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6561759487283554259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6561759487283554259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6561759487283554259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/healing-of-heart.html' title='Healing of the Heart'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SZXtwQn-3RI/AAAAAAAAADY/MPNKcdWA_xM/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6490886845411955349</id><published>2009-02-05T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:34:48.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden souls prayer preaching friends giving love affair with Jesus organic focus'/><title type='text'>The Call to Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYsvNlWOCLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mv26-CfxpCg/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299381296941631666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYsvNlWOCLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mv26-CfxpCg/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A call to prayer is what pastor preached last night and I couldnt agree with him more. Tuesday night I went to the church to pray. I am right down the street now so I can go and pray and it is a true blessing to my heart. Tuesday God had put on my heart a call to prayer. With God willing and my family asleep I can go spend time with my Jesus. You dont know how much this means to me. This was the best part of moving to Hollister for me. I can pray at the church. I know we can pray in our homes and I do, but to me there is something so special to be at the church in the presence of God and have Him all to myself. It feels so good and nothing can compare to it. These times with Jesus always provide me with intimate moments that create a closeness I long for. Tuesday night God really had me pray over my own family for our focus. I rebuked every distraction in our life that would sidetrack us and keep us from being closer to God and I felt this burden to plead the blood over our focus. I really felt the Lord so strong as I pleaded the blood over our focus. I thank God for His direction in prayer. When pastor preached last night I could relate to everything he was saying. So many times we go to prayer when we need something from God and all the while God keeps impressing me He longs to just spend time with us and He wants us to know Him and for our prayer life to be a love affair between us and the Lord. He loves us so much and He wants and desires to spend time with us. God wants to be close to us. Imagine being close to the King of Kings. What an honor, what a priveldge. I am telling you if you want to experience the supernatural and know Jesus for who He really is then PRAY.. Get a prayer life. It will bring blessings and joy you could never imagine possible. It is a beautiful thing to spend time with the Savior. I cant wait to spend time with Jesus tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Our friends came with us to church again. They absolutely love it. They love pastor. When I looked over at my friend last night we both started to cry because I remember where God brought us from and I was so thankful we were both in church. I am so amazed at how they dont know anything about pentecost yet they just embrace it. They were clapping and raising their hands and they LOVED the preaching. We have not started a bible study yet. We have just not stoped talking about the Lord. Silvia told me Sam went to a couple of churches like ours with her and after one visit he would never go back. I told Sylvia well maybe he can feel this is the real thing. Sam spoke up and this what he said " You know what Noel I can feel that preachers spirit and its genuine!" He said "He's not just up there saying stuff that doesnt mean anything He is actually saying stuff that matters and that will help you!" I was amazed.. AND get this, he said he missed giving his offering last night and he went and got a tithing envelope and chased somebody down and made sure he gave his offering to God. We never told them or talked to them about giving. I was just so touched by this. It has been wonderful to have friends that are so hungry for God. Sylvia now wants to buy preaching tapes for her mom. It is just an awesome experience we are having. It is a blessing to my family. Please remember them in your prayers the enemy is not giving them up without a fight and they need our prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well I plan on having an organic garden! I cant wait. Sis Christina is going to help me and Sis Natalie and I are going to learn how and what to do. I am sooooooo excited about this. Prayer life, a garden, friends being saved, does it get any better??? Sure it DOES!!!! :)  GOD IS JUST SO PERFECT! IN EVERY WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6490886845411955349?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6490886845411955349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6490886845411955349' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6490886845411955349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6490886845411955349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/call-to-prayer.html' title='The Call to Prayer'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYsvNlWOCLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mv26-CfxpCg/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5041910458889851522</id><published>2009-02-02T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:21:32.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know the Lord will make a way for you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYc5pxfm92I/AAAAAAAAADI/_phD-AhIbSg/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298266876448012130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYc5pxfm92I/AAAAAAAAADI/_phD-AhIbSg/s320/angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We are moved!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yeeeaahh&lt;/span&gt;! Yesterday I felt like a truck ran me over, but I made myself get up and go church. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so glad I did! What a service!! There is just never a dull moment when Bro. Hurst is your pastor. Yesterday he chased out a couple of devils. God spoke to me during the service and told me there there was an angel of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deliverance&lt;/span&gt; in our church. God told me he was standing and waiting for pastor to command the spirits out and the angel would cast them out. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; see it but I knew the angel of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deliverance&lt;/span&gt; was in the house. It was awesome. My friend Sam came to church again. He loved it. His wife was so happy last night when she called she started to cry and said, Noel I cant believe he went without me. She said it is a miracle. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so proud of him. She said he loved church. She cant wait to go again. She works every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;. They helped us move &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; our whole place and helped us move. God really blessed us with great helpers. God is going to save this couple. I can feel it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; happy about it!! My heart is so full of joy. I am overwhelmed with thankfulness in my heart. When I woke up on Sunday morning in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; I felt so good in my spirit. Like this is where we are supposed to be. I was physically sore but spiritually charged.. Church was so good. Such a powerful spirit of God. Sometimes I search for words to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;adequately&lt;/span&gt; describe what we experience and I know I fall short, because its all that and so much more. I had such a burden to pray for one of our keyboard players when everyone was gone and he was still there weeping before the Lord, my husband and I went to pray for him and God spoke to him and when God was speaking I felt this love and anointing wrapped up in a spiritual gift God was handing to this young man. God said nothing shall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mar&lt;/span&gt; it and no one shall take away from it and this gift was perfect because it was from the Lord. It was a special gift God had placed on him and nothing or no one could take away from it or disturb it in any way. The gentleness I felt from God towards this young man was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;surreal&lt;/span&gt;. There was such a sweet and tenderness God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;yielded&lt;/span&gt; to him. I just feel so honored God allowed me to pray for him. It showed me how God has such a unique love for each one of us. It is so special and nothing can compare to it. I was dreading the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;commute&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;salinas&lt;/span&gt;, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; bad at all. We were actually early. I had time to pray. It was really nice. We are just thrilled to be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; finally. I love the Lord. that song is in my heart today. I know the Lord will make a way for me. If I live a holy life, shun the wrong and do the right, I know the Lord will make a way for me.... And He has.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5041910458889851522?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5041910458889851522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5041910458889851522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5041910458889851522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5041910458889851522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-lord-will-make-way-for-you.html' title='I know the Lord will make a way for you..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYc5pxfm92I/AAAAAAAAADI/_phD-AhIbSg/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2689197217858369469</id><published>2009-01-29T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:04:41.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child prayer faith backslid life changed love pastor church bible'/><title type='text'>Prayer and more prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYHlmgtnqYI/AAAAAAAAADA/iCk6WW_b7T0/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296767086543481218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 71px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYHlmgtnqYI/AAAAAAAAADA/iCk6WW_b7T0/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friends I have known for a long time came to church with me last night and they really liked it. They liked pastor a lot. Who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; right? I have known them for several years and I have always had a burden for them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are about to relocate and get a fresh start on life. Exactly what pastor was talking about. My friend Sylvia kept saying how did he know?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They want to come back. You have to understand it was like pulling teeth to get Sam to church. He kept saying I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like those kind of churches where they jump around Noel. Sylvia kept saying I love it I want to go. Finally yesterday he went to an interview and this is a job he really wants and he said you know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;going to&lt;/span&gt; go and thank God for my new job. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; heard back from yet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; FAITH!! He is as catholic as they get. I told him that was great. He was so touched by pastor saying take the blessing. He walked out of church last night and talked all the way home about all the things pastor said that gave him faith for his life. This is a couple I also met while I was backslid. IN YOUR FACE DEVIL!!!! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if you can understand how much it means to me that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; meet these people in vain. God had a plan even when I tried to walk out on it. Even in my sin God was reaching for people like Michael, Sam and Sylvia. She was so touched we gave them a Bible. They wanted one for their mom and for themselves. They were so grateful. Sam tried so hard not to like our church, but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt;. He told me, Noel I liked that guy. Church was cool. This guy comes from a very harsh background and all he knows is ways of the streets. I only know some of his testimony and its crazy. I saw a need in their life a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;desperation&lt;/span&gt; if you will. Sylvia has confided in me how tired she is living her life the way they have for so long. They said now that they ran into me again and they have seen the change in me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what they want for themselves. They said Noel look at you. You have a good life now. You are in church and look you are like a different person. We want a better life. we want out of the street life and party life we live. These people are going to make great soul winners. Please pray for Sam and Sylvia that God would manifest himself in a powerful way in their life and save their souls. They are awesome people that are hungry for God. I could tell you stories about them that would make you laugh and cry. Pastor I feel a fast coming on. My daughter during our morning prayers together on the way to school said help mommy to go on a fast. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say anything because I knew it was God calling me to a fast. I just repeated after her. She is so funny, she prays the whole armor of God on us every day and for our jobs and her school. Every morning she says bless Pastor Hurst and Sis Hurst and Bishop Hurst and Bishop Sis Hurst (she always calls grandma Hurst "Bishop Sis Hurst".. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) and Bro Nathaniel. In that order every day. Its so sweet that she never forgets Bro Nathaniel. Then its our family and our church family and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; try and skip that one friend. Shes the first to remind you. When its my turn I always say bless all the ministry and I might call out Pastor and Sis Hurst, but it touches me she calls each one out by name. Then of course at the end and Bless all the animals in the whole world. She is something so special to me, words could never describe. The love I have for this child is just beyond any love I could describe. She is always quick to tell me "Mommy I love you more than anything in the whole world except for Jesus, because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what I tell her. My sweet blessing from heaven. If time could stand still while she was little. Please God come back for us before she turns into a teen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2689197217858369469?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2689197217858369469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2689197217858369469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2689197217858369469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2689197217858369469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-and-more-prayer.html' title='Prayer and more prayer...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SYHlmgtnqYI/AAAAAAAAADA/iCk6WW_b7T0/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3642011044833770540</id><published>2009-01-26T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:46:54.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer gates defense dreams safety protection mother child fear helpless power survivor trapped safe over comer'/><title type='text'>The security gates of safety..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SX4KrRHeolI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jBvvTkqSxy4/s1600-h/gates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295681950279705170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SX4KrRHeolI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jBvvTkqSxy4/s320/gates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am soooooo sleepy today. I woke up at 4:00 am after a bad dream. I prayed after I went and checked on my daughter. I dreamed she was trapped under a security gate and she was far away and I was on the phone trying to find out what was going on. It was awful. I started to pray for her and asked God what my dream meant. I dont usually get the meaning of my dreams for days later. God began to speak to me about my dream. The dread you felt because your daughter was so far away and you felt so helpless and frustrated and scared. There is a gate of protection around us spiritually in the church. When we decide to go beyond the boundaries of the gates, we are in enemy territory. God said to me that was you trapped under the gate. You couldnt move. I was holding you there. I want you to know how I feel when you drift spiritually away from me. Yes I have the power to save you, but you have a choice to open the gate and walk towards the enemy of your soul. I feel that dread for your soul when you get close to the outside of the gates. I stopped you at the gate. Your may be injured because the gate has you locked in. The prayers of others trapped you there. He told me you have the ability to go out there. But I want you to know if you make it past the security gate of my protection what it will do to me. The pain and hurt and anguish and all those things you felt for your child how much more do I feel for you. Stay inside the gates my daughter He said. He told me when people wander out or purposely go out there is no guarantee of ever getting back inside. He told me He cant protect us outside of the gates. We have a choice to put ourselves on the other side. He told me we our beyond His reach if we go to far. He said He trapped my soul and wanted me to feel how He feels when people walk away from Him. Or in my case wander off spiritually never meaning to step outside the gate. I thanked God for talking to me. My heart was so broken for my daughter in my dream. I couldnt get to her and I was so frustrated I wanted to just kill the person on the phone because they were being so vague and not telling me what was going on. I just buried my face and tried not to scream and cried and said God please help me. In my dream I couldnt rescue her and I knew I only had God to help me. I just prayed in my dream God help her to remember to pray because I could hear her crying and getting really scared. When God spoke to me I realized in my own trial I havent taken it to the Lord. I have just shut off all of my emotions which I can do so well and in doing that I shut God out too. He could hear me crying and He was trying to tell me to stop drifting away from Him spiritually, but to pray and back away from the gates that lead to enemy territory. I didnt realize where I was. In Bible hour they talked about defense and offense and Bishop Hurst said some things yesterday I will never forget. He talked about how defense is so important. Bro John was saying how he loved offense and Bishop explained why defense was so important. It really ministered to me. I would love to hear a message preached on the winning game of defense. Anyway, for the record I wasnt thinking of backsliding. I was just having a moment of closing off my heart from my problem and when I do that I close out my Father who cares for my soul. He wanted me to realize how much it scares Him and hurts Him when I do that. I wasnt playing a good game of defense. I was allowing the enemy of offense to beat me. The end result is I am an overcomer. I am not a survivor. Thank you Bro Than for an exceptional message. It encouraged me to stand up and fight back. I hate whiners too.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you Lord for always giving me these awesome moments of clarity. I appreciate them so much. You are such a personal God. I love you so very much and keep me in the gates of safety. I think its time to play some defense Bishop Hurst.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities against powers against rulers of the darkness of this world against spiritual wickedness in high places. The weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Thank you Sis Tena E for being sensitive to the Holy Ghost. I appreciate you and yours so very much. That prayer pulled me through and kept me inside the spiritual gates. Love u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3642011044833770540?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3642011044833770540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3642011044833770540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3642011044833770540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3642011044833770540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/security-gates-of-safety.html' title='The security gates of safety..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SX4KrRHeolI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jBvvTkqSxy4/s72-c/gates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-8428602106425314381</id><published>2009-01-14T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:25:11.256-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeless feeding the hungry hug food help Gods love lunch'/><title type='text'>Elizabeth was hungry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SW6CUXGw4vI/AAAAAAAAACw/21Tv7DkLz3k/s1600-h/homeless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291309898518291186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SW6CUXGw4vI/AAAAAAAAACw/21Tv7DkLz3k/s320/homeless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today as I was walking into a place to have lunch there was a lady sitting on the bench outside. She was dirty and sitting under the hot sun. Her feet were exposed and were swollen and dirty. Her fingernails were filthy and her clothes unwashed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Something pricked my heart. I said hello to her and she smiled back and said hello. Something touched my heart as we walked through the door. I quickly turned back around and went back outside and asked the lady if she had eaten. She said no. I asked her if she wanted a burrito and something to drink. She said yes. Then as I went to go in to order her a burrito she said God Bless you. I responded the same. I gave her a burrito and a sprite. When I walked back in my friend said, do you know her? I said no, she looked hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I went to give her the burrito I hugged her and I told her God loved her and she was not forgotten. I told her to take care of herself and eyes filled up with tears. I asked her name and told her I would be praying for her. I wanted to ask her if she wanted to be baptized, but I knew I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; on my 30 min break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I went inside the people at the counter were talking and saying that she was always outside and begging. My friend told me what they were saying in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt;. I told her you know what. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care if she is there every day. She is hungry and I have the means to feed her. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care who she is or where she is from or what her situation is. I care I passed by her and she was hungry and if it is within our power to help when we see a need we should do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My friend agreed. I watched the lady eat the food and drink her sprite from the window and I sadly wondered, Lord how did she arrive here? at this place in her life? What has she been through to bring her to this desolate place? I told my friend that could be me or you or anyone of us. Such were some of you the bible says. Her name is Elizabeth. She could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;somebody's&lt;/span&gt; mother. She is someones daughter. Sister? Friend? She is something to somebody. And even if she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; God sees her. God loves her. As I sit here back at the office with tears streaming down my face my heart breaks for her. No one wants to be like that. She just needs Jesus. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; all she needs is a touch from the Masters hand. Next week when I go back I plan to sit and have lunch with her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going to tell her about my Jesus. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going to tell her where she can find hope in her life. Today I could only feed her real food. Hopefully God will allow me to feed her spiritually. Although I have given to the homeless before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am no saint. I have walked by homeless people and also rushed on by. Thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aawwww&lt;/span&gt;. Hating to see them in despair. What did I do?? Nothing. Today God would not let me keep walking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God saw her need. God provided for her. He just needed my hands to give her the food. He just needs us to do what He wants to do Himself. He uses us as His mouthpiece. us as His hands. Us as His feet. If God would of not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;unctioned&lt;/span&gt; my spirit, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I would of stopped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now I realize I have to do something. No one stopped to feed her today. No one cared. God sent me there because His child was hungry and He used me to feed her. I take no glory from Him. Because it was all His will. For all I know Elizabeth could of been praying for food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel so small to see how Big He can be. God loves Elizabeth and He loved her through me. I felt this love when I hugged her. Gods special love. She smelled and was dirty but love saw past that. God sees past all the fault and sees the need. I feel so blessed God would allow me to experience this compassion He has for the lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wonder when was the last time someone hugged her? Then I feel so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; God allowed my arms to be His today. Jesus help me to stop and do your will and not to rush by and forget about anyone. Thank you Lord for the lesson of Love today. Please pray for Elizabeth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-8428602106425314381?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8428602106425314381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=8428602106425314381' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8428602106425314381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8428602106425314381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/elizabeth-was-hungry.html' title='Elizabeth was hungry.'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SW6CUXGw4vI/AAAAAAAAACw/21Tv7DkLz3k/s72-c/homeless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-4825151613692994068</id><published>2009-01-12T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:17:02.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastor Hurst~ Elder Mullings~ Bishop Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;God is good all the time. Saturday we went to a youth service at East Valley. I actually snuck over to the prayer meeting they were having and got to hear Bishop Nelson give an awesome testimony. He told everyone that he had put his house on the market and they were coming up to the last days of their second contract. They had been praying and fasting God would help them sell the house and they had lost some money. For 30 days the entire daycare staff was praying and fasting and it was down to the last day to settle with the lawyer and they got a call the house was made an offer by a guy who was on the fortune 500 list! Bishop Nelson said God showed up at the last minute to bail them out of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;delimma&lt;/span&gt;. Then I watched the man who used to be my pastor in his broken and humble spirit tell his church that he told his wife, honey we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need this house it is to much. I just know this is the will of God. He said as he choked up he would be giving back to the house of God to pay off the note on the big church. They did this before when they built the big church and I remember The Nelson's living in their motor home when they gave everything to God and God in return blessed them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mightly&lt;/span&gt;. They now again they live in their motor home because they want to give back to the work of God. He gave God all the glory and honor and said you will never regret giving to God. You cant out give God he said. I told him after service Bro Nelson I cant believe you guys did that again. I told him God was going to bless them just like he did before. He just smiled and said thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then our church had Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mulling's&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. What an honor. I have always loved Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mullings&lt;/span&gt; and his wonderful wife. The one thing about Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mullings&lt;/span&gt; over the years I have observed about this great man of God is his humble spirit. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I have met anyone who has more of a humble spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When he talked about his son and all they went through with tears in his eyes and spoke to us about how they did without so they could give it was truly inspiring. I felt so privileged to be able to have Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mullings&lt;/span&gt; for such a special service. There are so many great men in this gospel. We have one of the best preachers to walk in shoe leather as our pastor. We could have had any great man come and minister to us with all the people the Hurst family knows, but to have someone with a heart as humble as Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mullings&lt;/span&gt; is truly an honor. He has an awesome spirit of giving that shines through in his preaching. I have heard him speak at many different places and I have always walked away so full in my heart and been in such awe of his humble attitude towards people. Quick to give God all the glory and so meek in spirit. I cant say enough good about them. They are truly a blessing to our district. They deserve the praise and recognition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I realized how this spirit of giving is being dealt with in other churches as well. My husband and I finally found a place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;. It was the first house we looked at and it has 2 bedrooms and a huge backyard and a washer and dryer!! We are thrilled we will be moving closer to the church. God just swung the doors wide open for us. In return I feel like God is expecting more from us. More giving financially to our church. More time, more work, more work, and then more work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am excited because only what we do for Christ will last. I have prayed so many prayers for God to have his perfect will in our lives and now I see every opportunity for Him to do just that. Now I can go to the church and pray. That is my greatest desire. We are close so that we can help whoever, whenever they need. We can WIN the city of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; ... It takes a huge load off of us to be closer to work for God. Thank you everyone who prayed. I can finally do the old folks ministry again at the rest home. :) I love old people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well that song is in my head I want to live the way Jesus wants me to live, I want give, give til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no more to give I want to love, love til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; just no more love I could never, never out give the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Praise to King of Kings and Lord of Lords from which all good things come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-4825151613692994068?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4825151613692994068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=4825151613692994068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4825151613692994068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4825151613692994068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/pastor-hurst-elder-mullings-bishop.html' title='Pastor Hurst~ Elder Mullings~ Bishop Nelson'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7138438205561550019</id><published>2009-01-09T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:02:07.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad driving cars horn people dmv hand gestures salinas'/><title type='text'>Use your signals for the love of Pete!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SWeaq5HcS8I/AAAAAAAAACo/t7mu91dZeMU/s1600-h/dmv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289366349047155650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SWeaq5HcS8I/AAAAAAAAACo/t7mu91dZeMU/s320/dmv2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This happened at the DMV and I bet they got their license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;This wont be spiritual so stop reading now if you must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ok, I have come to a conclusion. Salinas has the worst drivers in all of the United States. Today my windshield is iced over thus taking 5 whole minutes off of my departure schedule. Never a good thing because I have this down to a science. I leave by a certain time and we get to where we are going on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sooooo after my car defrosts I go and barely into my journey to Analycia's school there are all sorts of people making illegal u-turns to drop their kids off at another school on our way causing major hazard and utter ciaos. I just shake my head and drive on. Then I get behind some bobo lady who wants to go 20 mph in a 35 zone. She is just scooting along while I pray for her to get out of my way. Mind you she uses NO turn signals as she is crawling along. She decides to come to a complete stop and then proceeds to turn ever so slowly into her destination. Why does every car have signals?? It is the law right? Use them for the love of Pete people!!! Oh I thank God for the Holy Ghost at this point because I wanted to give her the ol your #1 lady signal.. AAaaaahhhhhhhh! I finally get to drop my precious lamb at school and she runs to her class and slides through the door just as the bell rings!! Yes!! Victory.. She beats the bell.. OOOhhhhh Lord I think as I walk back to my car. I drive away thinking salinas is full of lame drivers and wonder if I am the only person here who actually knows how to drive and use my turn signals. I watched some old man driving with his wife yesterday weave from one lane to the other cutting off cars that were zooming around them with their windshield wipers on. It was sunny!!!!! I thought come on why does this guy have a license? He is going to kill someone or himself and his dear old wife. I am utterly disgusted. Anyone can drive on our roads even if they cant drive. Sooooo to top my morning off right? Im turning onto my main street to get to work and here comes a truck merging right into my car.. I slam on my breaks and honk the horn and they look over and are like, whoops! I gave them the thumbs up sign for good going idiot!! Couldnt help it I had to at least show them my thumb. Id had it. Then to add to my drive of dread my horn continues to blow at random after I hit it really hard when I slammed on my breaks. So these idiots in the truck are thinking this lady is crazy while Im driving behind them after they nearly hit me with my horn blowing off and on. I finally gave it a hard whack and it stopped. Yeah that was my start of the day!!! Doesnt get better than that.. So I just thanked God that I didnt get hit and I didnt give them a hand gesture to cause regretful repentance and no one was hurt. Then I laughed at my dumb horn. That was pretty funny after the dust settled, but Im still bothered the DMV actually keeps giving some of these people THE PRIVILEGE to drive when they obviously CANT! ok.. I feel better now. I think everyone should get tested by three different people at the dmv before you get the license. That would help weed out the some of these people who shouldnt even be driving a big wheel let alone a car. I loved my big wheel and I drove good back then too. Hummm. Thats my soapbox theory of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7138438205561550019?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7138438205561550019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7138438205561550019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7138438205561550019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7138438205561550019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/use-your-signals-for-love-of-pete.html' title='Use your signals for the love of Pete!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SWeaq5HcS8I/AAAAAAAAACo/t7mu91dZeMU/s72-c/dmv2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-4087393621484009157</id><published>2009-01-08T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:34:03.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nona Freeman prayer stroke healing'/><title type='text'>Prayer for a Pentecostal Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SWZVIEj1n1I/AAAAAAAAACg/Au8ykkJTUFA/s1600-h/sis+freeman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289008409544597330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SWZVIEj1n1I/AAAAAAAAACg/Au8ykkJTUFA/s320/sis+freeman.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please pray for Sis Nona Freeman. She is my hero and I got word this am she has endured a stroke and is in ICU.. Sis Nona is someone I have grown up loving and admiring all my years in this truth. She is who I want to be when I grow up.. Please pray for her family during this time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray God's perfect will be done. She has given so much to our organization and if Jesus is calling her home No one deserves to meet Him more. If God wants her to continue her journey then I pray for a complete healing and comfort to reach her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-4087393621484009157?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4087393621484009157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=4087393621484009157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4087393621484009157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4087393621484009157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-for-pentecostal-hero.html' title='Prayer for a Pentecostal Hero'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SWZVIEj1n1I/AAAAAAAAACg/Au8ykkJTUFA/s72-c/sis+freeman.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2373087693120235758</id><published>2009-01-06T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:26:03.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witness prayer healing waitress moonlighting work job soul winning witness sickness prayer miracles'/><title type='text'>Moonlighting with Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Soooooo&lt;/span&gt; Ive waited to share my moonlighting story with you.. I took a second job about four weeks ago. I was kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; because it was a waitress position. My primary job gave me almost three weeks off and I needed to supplement our income so I asked my husband if I could work 2 or 3 nights just for a month.&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; real thrilled but I can be pretty tenacious when I want to do something. He agreed for a month. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, I was there and the first week I asked myself silently what am I doing here? Then I heard that still small voice speak back to me and say you are here for her. I looked over and there was one of the other servers standing there. God began to speak to me about her situation. He told me she was sick and God told me He wanted to heal her.&lt;br /&gt;Later that week I kept seeing her and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; say anything. The following week she and I were working together and we started to talk and I asked her if she believed in God. Her eyes lit up and she said yes so I proceeded to tell her I hope you wont think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; crazy but God told me you were sick are you sick? She said yes I have an eating disorder. I told her God had told me I was there for her. I asked her to come to church with me and told her when we pray for her God was going to heal her. She started to cry right there at the station and she told me last week I was on my knees every night I cried myself to sleep and told God to please help me. She said she felt so hopeless and begged God for His help. I told her well He heard you and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sorry I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell you this last week when God was speaking to me about you. She just looked at me and said wow! She hugged me and she said she will come to church the very next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; she has off. So please pray God opens her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; schedule because she has a miracle in store. I had to ask God to forgive me for waiting instead of pulling the trigger when God told me to.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday night I worked and these two ladies came in and we got to talking and boy did we ever talk about Jesus. At one point I sat down at the booth with them just enthralled in our conversation. Its not like I cared if they fired me my month is up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Anyhow these ladies lost their homes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;foreclosure&lt;/span&gt; and one of them did missionary work in hungry.&lt;br /&gt;One of the ladies started to cry at the table when I was telling the other lady God had something better for her and He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; intend to leave her high and dry and it was no accident they came in and I was their waitress. It was just awesome the whole thing. They are supposed to come to church this Sunday. They said they had been wanting to go to church and talked about it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; go last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; as they had planned and they would love to come and visit our church.&lt;br /&gt;One of them asked me after I told them the name of our church and saw me with my black skirt (the only girl in a skirt) Do I have to wear a dress? I said come as you are. I walked away so humbled to be used of God in a waitress position God has literally pointed people out to me to witness to. So I have. My husband said to me Sunday, honey you need to quit that job and I told him babe God is using me to reach these souls in desperate need of him. I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; they cut my hours to one night a week. Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; one or two souls a week. Plus tips!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; about my moonlighting job. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not anymore. I know its only for a season. But hey you can reap a harvest in a season!!!! This ones for you Bro Omar and my wonderful husband, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;THATS&lt;/span&gt; AWESOME!!!!!!! So you can say my second job is soul winning. Ill keep doing it til they fire me for serving Jesus with the food.... Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2373087693120235758?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2373087693120235758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2373087693120235758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2373087693120235758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2373087693120235758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/moonlighting-with-jesus.html' title='Moonlighting with Jesus'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1068007462558337510</id><published>2009-01-05T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:09:46.099-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor prayer Gods Love promise anointing wife calvary footwashing communion'/><title type='text'>The Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy New Year Time has flown by for me. I may stand the risk of sounding like a broken record but, I have to say I have such an awesome pastor. Yesterday we had a communion service and on our way to church I was talking with the Lord and praying for my family silently. God began to talk to me about how much He loved me. He told me Noel if my church could ever get a revelation of my unconditional love it would change their mind set. I was thanking God for being so good to me and I wondered how He could love me after all the wrong choices I make and how much I fail Him. He just said to me there is nothing that will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; you from me. He said to me if you decided to walk away today My spirit would grieve for you and I would still see my one sheep was missing from the 100 I would have 99. I started to cry because I realized I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and never will understand the love God has for me. That was His point to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; morning. He said His love can reach through the faults He can reach through all the mistakes and all the regret and all the hurt and all the pain and anything else we struggle with He can love us through it all. He told me I love you and He told me He loved my church. He said if my church could ever get a revelation of my unconditional love it would change them. He told me He performed the ultimate act of Love for us. It was so beautiful. My pastor said yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;among&lt;/span&gt; other great things, God loves you and that is profound He said. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know how true that one statement rang true to my heart after what God had spoken to me. I feel like our church has found favor with God. When God told me how much He loved our church I cant explain the Love I felt all around me. It was so comforting and real. During the service I could feel such a powerful touch of Gods love all over me. We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;foot washing&lt;/span&gt; and I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of washing Sis Patricia Hurst's feet it was such a beautiful experience. I prayed a double portion of Gods anointing over every aspect of her life. I felt like God heard my prayer and poured an anointing on her. I cant wait to see God use her as He has told me He plans to. God has such an awesome ministry birthing through this couple. It is huge. I saw Bro Gary talking to huge crowds of people. I just cant wait to see the fruition of Gods promise to them. I love my pastor and his wife. They are just such a blessing. My pastor when he preaches is just the best. I have to say the best Ive ever heard. I have heard a lot. He is just the best and that best comes from a good mother and a great wife. Great men of God are made from great prayers. God gave us the best... Well God bless you all. Please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be offended &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sure you all have great pastors to. I know you do I just have the Best.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Happy New Year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;A SIDE NOTE ON FOOT WASHING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sis Nona Freeman preached a message I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;listened&lt;/span&gt; to a few times on the spirit of foot washing. She said she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; even attend a church that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; participate in foot washing. I quote.. I think if someone as anointed as Sis Freeman makes that kind of a statement. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Foot washing&lt;/span&gt; Must be Important. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; with her.... I really hope all of our churches &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; lose the beautiful art of foot washing. I praise God we still participate in this ritual that blesses our soul and takes us back to Calvary where we belong.  I really believe churches who leave this practice out for whatever reason lose their vision of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Calvary&lt;/span&gt;. We must never forget ultimate act of Love Jesus endured for us at Calvary. We need humility in our churches. The spirit of foot washing Sis Nona talked about. That is the kind of heart that finds the favor of God. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; how you get the BEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1068007462558337510?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1068007462558337510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1068007462558337510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1068007462558337510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1068007462558337510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/best.html' title='The Best'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7388317804549239516</id><published>2008-12-27T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T14:57:14.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We serve a bullet proof GOD!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xcPwszYGDcc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xcPwszYGDcc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7388317804549239516?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7388317804549239516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7388317804549239516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7388317804549239516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7388317804549239516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-serve-bullet-proof-god_27.html' title='We serve a bullet proof GOD!!!!!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5561353217812111278</id><published>2008-12-23T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:26:25.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rapture Gods favor love christmas'/><title type='text'>Rapture Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone... God is so good any words would fail in comparison to His goodness. I feel blessed. My pastor preached about having the favor of God the other night and that has always been my prayer, Lord let me be pleasing in your sight and find favor in me. I pray almost daily God would allow me to find favor with all those who come in contact with me. I have seen this come to fruition in my life. People have been so generous with me and doors have been opened I know were closed and locked. I see how that very prayer God has answered in my life. I know these blessings are from God. Favor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;among&lt;/span&gt; men comes from God. Ive always asked God what is it that would cause you to favor my life? I pray God whatever it is let me do or say or walk that way. I search for Gods favor. The other night answered my question. Humble yourself. Know Gods word and live it.. I want the Lord to be pleased with me. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want Him to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in me. I wasted so much time being displeasing by running from the Lord and His will. I was thinking the other night about how we as a family spend our time. I was joking with my husband and I told him instead of watching a movie start watching for the sky to crack open and get rapture ready. We were laughing but I thought about it later and I thought about how we need to start spending more time being rapture ready than sewing to the flesh. That is my prayer coming into this next year. More Jesus..... Looking for the coming of the Lord is how I want to spend my future. He is coming like a thief in the night and I want to be ready. Well Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!! Love everyone..Be blessed and stay safe and be rapture ready... Love The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cordovas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5561353217812111278?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5561353217812111278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5561353217812111278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5561353217812111278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5561353217812111278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/rapture-ready.html' title='Rapture Ready'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2841934166394189056</id><published>2008-12-16T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:32:09.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods perfect gift for the Cordovas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This year flew by for me. Christmas is next week. It has been the best and worst year for me. Bad for the flesh that deals with feelings and emotions and lives in reality. Great for the spirit who trusts in God and lives by FAITH. Lots of death of loved ones which brought sorrow to my heart. A new spiritual awakening that brought passion to my soul. Looking at the year through my eyes of flesh brings a longing for a better year. Seeing the year through the eyes of the spirit brings hope that God is in complete control. The greatest present I can appreciate this Christmas was the gift of our new church and church family which God blessed us with this year. I can see so clearly God's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt; hand on our lives when He placed us under Pastor and Sis Hurst. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spiritually&lt;/span&gt; this has changed our whole life in a direction destined for great things through God. Its so hard to put into words how I feel in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt;. I am so thankful God has put us under a pastor that preaches so fervently there is a hell to shun and a heaven to gain. I have said so many times to so many people I lost count. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want someone to pat me on the back when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; living wrong and tell me your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; good honey while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; heading straight to hell and lie to me. I want someone to tell me the truth just like it is. Get right or you are going to burn... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dosent&lt;/span&gt; say quite like that but I believe with all of my heart he would if he saw fit. I can appreciate that kind of a pastor. My family needs this kind of man to who will speak the truth even if it hurts for the good of our souls. Sis Hurst music ministry has allowed me to experience such anointed worship that has enriched my soul. She reminds me in so many ways of Sis Nelson whom I love and adore. I just cant express how blessed I feel. I feel like God placed us in a land of spiritual riches where there is NO LIMIT..Where it is up to us how high and how deep we want to go in God. I want to thank God for watching over my family so closely and literally chasing me back into the house of God, Not just any house but this house we feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; to call our home church now. No one knows where we could of ended up if God had not intervened. So this Christmas I give honor to the King of Kings allowing our souls to be watched over by Pastor and Sis Hurst. It was a gift from God to The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cordova&lt;/span&gt; Family. Thank you Jesus for loving us so much. I love you more than I could ever say. I cherish this Gift from the core of my soul. I thank you for all the spiritual blessings that came with this gift and all that are to come. I am in need of nothing else this Christmas. I only ask God for one last gift and that is for Baby Luke to be well, alert, healthy and smiling for Chrismas. Please everyone whisper a prayer for my friends The Fernando Family for a cancer free and peaceful Christmas. I thank you in advance Lord and give you all the Glory...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness keeps You Sweet,   Trials keep You Strong,   Sorrows keep You Human,   Failures keeps You Humble,   Success keeps You Glowing,   But Only   God keeps You Going &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2841934166394189056?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2841934166394189056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2841934166394189056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2841934166394189056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2841934166394189056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/gods-perfect-gift-for-cordovas.html' title='Gods perfect gift for the Cordovas'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-4929192123974243483</id><published>2008-12-09T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:56:18.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer intercessor love baby warm move angel'/><title type='text'>LISTEN TO THE STILL SMALL VOICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other night God woke me up and said to me pray for baby Luke he is cold. Pray the baby is cold. I was half asleep and I prayed God told me to pray for his blood count so I did I fell back asleep praying for God to send an angel into the room an angel that would bring warmth. I prayed for God to warm the room where he was. I fell asleep again and woke up a little while later I woke myself up by speaking in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tongues&lt;/span&gt; loudly. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just whispered a prayer again for baby Luke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; early morning around 4 or 5 am. I had not talked to his mom at all. I told my husband the next day. That was kinda weird huh honey?? God told me the baby was cold????? I knew he had been in surgery but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; understand why he was cold?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I e-mailed my friend Jen and told her what happened to me. This was her response today.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noel,Tonight when I was at the hospital I was just talking to Ben about the last few nights and stuff. He was telling me how the other night...or early morning rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lukey&lt;/span&gt; was so cold they finally put a warming blanket on him. I just stared at him and then told him about your email. We were both just taken back by it. Praise God for people who are sensitive the Lords voice and spirit. Thank you so much for all your prayers for Luke. I can't even put into words how much it means to us. Love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sharing this with you not to lift myself up but to prove God hears our prayers! And it is vital to obey the voice of God when it comes to you. I just cried because I was so glad I prayed for Luke and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; ignore the call like I have before. I always try to wake myself up, but I have been guilty to shrug it off and keep sleeping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is seeking for an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;intercessor&lt;/span&gt;. God needs us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;intercede&lt;/span&gt; like never before. I feel this burden in my heart to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;intercede&lt;/span&gt;. I stayed after church on Sunday for awhile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;interceding&lt;/span&gt; and the burden is still in my heart today. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to ignore that still small voice that calls me to intercession. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please pray for our family this week we are in the process of wanting to relocate to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; for work and to live. We feel this is the will of God and we need God to open the doors. In Jesus name.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God help me to answer when you call me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-4929192123974243483?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4929192123974243483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=4929192123974243483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4929192123974243483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4929192123974243483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/listen-to-still-small-voice.html' title='LISTEN TO THE STILL SMALL VOICE'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7691656946362822466</id><published>2008-12-01T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:56:51.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle prayer deliverence jail drugs backsliding peace souls repentance gifts'/><title type='text'>The gift of peace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday God showed me He will turn all things around for the good. I have had much regret and pain over leaving God for a season of my life. It is never worth it to backslide. NEVER!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not proud of who I was or what I did when I left, but God showed me everything is not in vain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my close friends came to church yesterday. Let me tell you the story although I never thought I would talk about some of these things I feel like it will bring God glory sharing part of my shame. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met Michael when I was backslid. The very night I met him God began to speak to me about him. God would do this to me all the time. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; matter if I was high or whatever God would speak to me about people like He does now in church. I remember saying to God I am not going to tell this guy anything. He is dealing drugs and we are here to get high and I am in no frame of mind to talk to him about God. Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell him and God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; let me sleep that night. I wrestled with the voice of God all night. I finally got so upset and asked God to leave me alone. I told God why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you use someone who is sitting on the front pew of the church begging to be used. I am not worth your time. Why do you talk to me about people when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; drinking and have no right to tell them about you?? I was so frustrated. God spoke to me so clearly that night and I will never forget it, He said, Noel your gift can operate under the anointing or your gift will torment you. Its up you but the gift I have placed on your life will not leave you. Of course at the time I cried and just shook my head and thought why me Lord? What do you see in me?? I felt so unworthy of this and upset I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; make it go away. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw him a couple more times out and about and I finally told him I have to talk to you. He said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and sat down with me. I told him God told me to tell him he was running from a call on his life. I told him God said he loved him and a bunch of other stuff. The whole time he was quiet and I said I know I am no one to tell you this and you probably think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; crazy but if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; tell you God wont leave me alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was shocked by his response. He said if God tells you to tell me something I hope you would tell me. It may be the last time you see me. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what I do out there. He told me this is not what I really want to do but I can make more $ in a week than in a month with a regular job and I have a family to take care of. He said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to tell me anything about God I believe you. He said there is never a wrong time to talk about God. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knew there was something different about him. We became very good friends and I eventually went back to church. We would always talk about God and sometimes I would cook him something to eat and try to tell him to stop and come to church. He always told me he loved his wife and his kids so much and he wanted to stop. I told him how much God had changed my life and he eventually got caught and went to jail. During those two different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;periods&lt;/span&gt; he was locked up I wrote to him and we talked about God and I learned him and his wife were youth ministers at an assemblies of God church. I learned his wife had the Holy Ghost and he really was running from God. Now I knew why God made me talk to him. My friend really should of done hard prison time this time around but somehow God allowed him to come home. I believe God has answered his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wifes&lt;/span&gt; prayers She has never given up on him. Neither have I . I knew one day he would come back to God. He promised me a while back when he got out he would go to my church because he sees the difference in me and yesterday he was true to his word. In all the seven years Ive known him he has always been kind to my family and told me I was like a sister to him. He said he would always be there for me and no one better ever hurt me. For the first time in seven years I saw this man cry at our alter. He used to tell me Noel every time I walk out the door I am constantly looking over my shoulder. I have no peace. I cant trust anyone. I cant depend on anyone. I have to carry a gun because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not going to get killed out here. He said I pray every day for Gods mercy to stay with me and I pray one day Lord let me make it into the gates of heaven before its to late I was so touched by this and I always prayed that for him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; someone you would ever think would change but God can change anyone. I have seen him do it. I thought about a lot of other people I met out there and how God talked to me about them and God always ruined my little party by showing up and it would always end up me telling this person what God was saying and them crying and me crying and them saying how did you know?? I would say I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; but God does. I cant tell you how many times this happened to me when I was away from God. Every place I went God showed up weather I liked it or not. It was all part of Gods plan. This week I am going to contact some of those other people and invite them to church and what the devil meant for bad I am going to allow God to make it for the good. All these people I met was not an accident. They all were seeking God. Everyone of them. So that season in my life that I wish I could forget I will take advantage now and bring those souls to God. Let me say I would never do it the same if I could change it, but if God can get some glory by my mistakes then so be it. I thank God Michael and his wife came. They both said they felt a powerful touch of God and they would be back. Christina is a youth minister again at her church, but I plan on visiting with them a lot and maybe converting their whole church to oneness. God can. He is able. This couple was destined to serve God just like me. The scripture rings true today, "All things work together for the good of those who love the Lord." All things....My pastor preached a message yesterday about the Gift of peace. I was telling my husband honey I cant even explain how I feel about that message I said it was so beautifully articulated and spoken and I searched for words as my husband responded it was profound and fundamentally sound. I said yes.. That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;describes&lt;/span&gt; it well. That was one of the greatest messages I have had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of hearing. This gift of peace is priceless and what this world is looking for. I remember seeing Michael with huge wads of cash and all the materiel things you could imagine. When he would come and eat he would look so exhausted and unhappy. He would say I have everything but peace of mind. God is the only way you can have peace. There is no music, no candle, no massage therapy, no drug, no person, no food no amount of money or any other thing that can be a source of true peace except for Jesus Christ. Come one come all for your cup of the perfect gift of peace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7691656946362822466?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7691656946362822466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7691656946362822466' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7691656946362822466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7691656946362822466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-of-peace.html' title='The gift of peace...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7202726069767625654</id><published>2008-11-24T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:45:13.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE SERVE AN ON TIME GOD!! ITS TIME FOR A THANKSGIVING MIRACLE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SSrmbqoG6ZI/AAAAAAAAACY/NEdRTkGSQvY/s1600-h/LUKE"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272279676763957650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SSrmbqoG6ZI/AAAAAAAAACY/NEdRTkGSQvY/s320/LUKE" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thanksgiving for Luke. He has made it this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I am asking everyone who reads my blog to thank God this Thanksgiving for the healing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukes&lt;/span&gt; liver. I am asking everyone to curse the cancer and by FAITH agree with me for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt; miracle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Here is some of what my friend Jen wrote. Keep in mind this is her child and yet she continues to give God the Glory. I personally am so moved by the spirit she has kept during this storm and how much more is God is moved. God has a way of showing up at the last minute and for us that sometimes is the hardest thing of all. Waiting on God. I plan to speak about a message God gave me one of these days about "A time that kills." I just know God is in control of this baby. I believe God for a complete healing&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is what Jen wrote,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;We have just passed 100 days into our journey. We met with the transplant surgeon at Georgetown this week. He will be putting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lukey&lt;/span&gt; on the list for a liver. Meanwhile, my brother is going to go through the rigorous testing process to be a donor. I still believe God can step in and do a miracle. Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jeffers&lt;/span&gt; preached the other morning that we serve an 11:59:59 God. He can step in at the last nanosecond and perform a miracle!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lukey&lt;/span&gt; has been putting weight back on. He is eating really well and is back up to 9kg. He has lost all his eyelashes and most of his eyebrows, but seems to be clinging on to what hair he has left. My song these days has been Casting Crown's I'll Praise You In The Storm. I always think the line "my strength is almost gone, how can I carry on if I can't find you". I've been told I am a strong person. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; not strong. I never volunteered for this. If I had a choice I would have turned my tail and ran and hid until it was all over. As a mom, you feel very defensive and protective about your babies. My animal instinct wants to hold Luke so that nothing can see him and rip to shreds anything that comes to harm him. I want to grab cancer by the throat and choke the life out of it. Whew..that took some energy to write. But I can't do that physically, so I speak to it. I speak the word of God and I claim healing. I speak the word over Luke and I rebuke cancer in the name of Jesus and that is more powerful than me choking it to death. We press on. We'll make it through. My God is an 11:59:59 God. So, what time is it? Posted by Jen Fernando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now if that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dosent&lt;/span&gt; move the hand of God I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what will. I am asking everyone to not only pray yourself but ask everyone you know to join together as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; of God and thank Him for the miracle. Thank Him for showing up on time and healing this baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Part of me is intimidated to speak this out in faith and my flesh wonders well what if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dosent&lt;/span&gt; happen and I know others are always careful not to try to walk on water. Well I curse unbelief and I am stepping out on a limb because I KNOW GOD CAN AND HE WILL!! I know I have had many calls for prayer for Luke.. As the old song says Lord Touch me Lord one more time. Lord Ive asked you so many times before, now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; asking you once more to reach way down and touch me one more time! Lets all bind together in thanksgiving for this child and have a well baby for Christmas. Nothing is to hard for God. NOTHING.. Thank you to everyone for believing God with me for a miracle of healing. Love everyone.. Have an awesome Thanksgiving if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; post again until after. Love your family and love those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have family. I am so thankful for everyone God has put in our lives. I am so thankful for my church family and all God has blessed me with. I am rich in spirit. Thank you Jesus for healing Luke this Thanksgiving and for the power of prayer. I love you Lord....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7202726069767625654?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7202726069767625654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7202726069767625654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7202726069767625654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7202726069767625654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-for-luke.html' title='WE SERVE AN ON TIME GOD!! ITS TIME FOR A THANKSGIVING MIRACLE!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SSrmbqoG6ZI/AAAAAAAAACY/NEdRTkGSQvY/s72-c/LUKE' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-597697865425683251</id><published>2008-11-17T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:16:36.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEALING IN OUR NEIGHBORHOOD..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last week Bro. Omar came over and had dinner with us in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;salinas&lt;/span&gt;. We decided to go and pay a visit to our neighbor. Rosa was our neighbor before and God put her right around the corner from us again. Five years later. God has a plan. Rosa was pregnant with her daughter five years ago and she was having complications and was told the baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; make it. I told her to come to church with me and we would pray for her. We were in revival at the time with Bro Jonathan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haygood&lt;/span&gt;. He is one of my absolute favorites!! He has a powerful ministry. He is out of Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kilgores&lt;/span&gt; church in Texas. He has a very special place in our hearts. So, she went to church with us and Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haygood&lt;/span&gt; calls her out and starts to prophesy to her about her condition. She looks at me and I told her I had never mentioned her to him. She went up to the front and he began to pray for her healing. I literally saw in the spirit like blood vessels and a mass that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shriveled&lt;/span&gt; up like someone put acid on it or something and it was gone. I told Rosa. The next day she went back to the doctor and the cyst that was causing the bleeding was GONE!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; to this day she calls Carlita her miracle child and we have always had a special bond. She has the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Holy Ghost&lt;/span&gt; and loves when we come by and pray with her. So back to last week. We go over and we all gather around including grandma who lives there and we began to take up prayer requests and we began to pray and spirit of God started move in that house and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tongues&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;interpretation&lt;/span&gt; came forth and then they asked for prayer for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; in panama who three months ago had a tumor removed from her brain. She had brain cancer. Well 3 weeks ago it came back. So we prayed and 2 days ago I saw Rosa's husband and I asked him how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; was, he said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; Rosa tell you?" She went in for a second opinion and to see how much more chemo she was going to have to do and the doctors came back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;puzzeled&lt;/span&gt; because they cant find the tumors.. Plural tumors!!! I know what happened and Rosa knows what happened. GOD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt;!!! I saw Rosa yesterday and she said the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; was tumor free but weak from the chemo she has been through. So I told her if God can heal brain cancer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sure he has some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; to give out!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; tell me God does not heal today. He is a mighty healer. When we speak to sickness it MUST bow in the name of JESUS. Faith was captured for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; in Panama and God was there while we stood in Rosa's living room here. God is so able to do far above all we can think or ask but we must believe. My friend Jen has this precious baby who now needs a liver transplant and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; asking God to give him a new liver. Because my God is able . Let every man be a liar and Gods word ring true where baby Luke is concerned. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care if all odds are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; you God CAN and He WILL!!! All He needs is your Faith to motivate the miracle!!! I feel this fire in me burning to just scream out "People God IS THE HEALER of all sickness. There is no cancer or terminal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt; that MY GOD cannot heal!!! NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE TO THOSE WHO BELIEVE...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;THATS&lt;/span&gt; THE WORD OF GOD... THAT SETTLES THE ISSUE OF LIFE AND DEATH!!! GOD IS IN CONTROL OF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; THAT MATTERS. TRUST GOD AND LEAN NOT TO YOUR OWN UNDERSTANDING BUT IN ALL YOUR WAYS ACKNOWLEDGE HIM AND HE SHALL BRING IT TO PASS!!!! THAT SETTLES IT FOR ME. I EXPECT NOTHING LESS BUT A COMPLETE HEALING AND RESTORATION FOR BABY LUKE. NOTHING LESS!!!! I BELIEVE HIS WORD IS TRUE. EVERY WORD IS TRUE!!! THANK YOU JESUS FOR YOUR MIRACULOUS HEALING POWER. THANK YOU FOR HEALING LUKE! WE KNOW WE CAN DEPEND ON YOU AND WILL TESTIFY FOR YOUR GLORY OF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;LUKES&lt;/span&gt; HEALING.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-597697865425683251?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/597697865425683251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=597697865425683251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/597697865425683251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/597697865425683251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/healing-in-our-neighborhood.html' title='HEALING IN OUR NEIGHBORHOOD..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1873612220355634791</id><published>2008-11-10T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:43:22.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying out of the Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been so busy. Thanksgiving is almost here.. Wow. What a year...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boot camp&lt;/span&gt; was like having Christmas in my soul early. We had dinner with our good friends The Mendoza's this weekend. Pastor Mendoza got his salsa. It is so nice to see your friends and catch up and meet new people. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We met a guy from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Illinois&lt;/span&gt; at their house. He was visiting on business. We all talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boot camp&lt;/span&gt;. This guy had met Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maddix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too so it was great conversation and great food if I do say so myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great church yesterday. My best friends son came to church. MIRACLE!!!!! A little prayer goes a long way!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I woke up at 2:00am I did like I always do and started to pray. I just prayed about everything I could think of. My poor husband I kept tossing and turning. I finally got restless and told God if you have me wide awake Lord tell me who or what I need to pray about so I can go back to sleep. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, He did. I nudged my husband and told him to pray for this person with me. I think he did. I did. Then I started thinking about this young man and how God has changed him drastically. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were at Super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taco place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I saw a lady walk through the door and I knew I was going to talk to her. On her way out God impressed me to go after her and pray for her. So I started asking everyone for a church card. As graceful as we "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;werent"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Giovanni one of our young people says, "Where are you going Sis Noel. Are you going to witness?? I want to go with you, can I go???? Of course I tell him. So I go out and the lady &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so the guy in the front seat starts to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;interpret&lt;/span&gt;. I told her I felt to pray for her and God sent me outside to pray for her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; started to translate for me in his broken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As we began to minister to this van full of people. I think there was 6 of them all the youth started to join around the van. She said to us I need prayer for my kids. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; having a lot of problems with them at home and also I have a child who is still in Mexico and I want my child to come here. We started to pray. By now it felt like half our church was swarming this van and we began to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pray&lt;/span&gt; right there in the parking lot. The man next to her started to cry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; started to explain to him in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; that it was the Holy Ghost he was feeling. The people in the very back got tears in their eyes. We gave them the church cards that we finally found and invited them to church. Omar finally popped up and translated to end it very well. I told this story to tell you the real miracle of the story to me was to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Giovann's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; face light up when he got up to go outside with me. It was like Christmas happened to him or something. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;watched&lt;/span&gt; him as he was so excited to talk to these people with me and it was contagious his zeal and child like faith and to see him witness and talk about Jesus like he had known Him all his life touched my soul. It was almost like he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; contain himself. I wish you could of seen his face or watched him in action. It was beautiful. He looked at me as we walked away and he said that was awesome Sis Noel. He said get back in your box Sis Noel to which I replied, NEVER!! Who is next?? He laughed and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; take away his smile if you tried. When we went back in one of the waitresses was watching us at the window to see what all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;commotion&lt;/span&gt; was about. I have a feeling people all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are going to start buzzing about The pentecostal Church of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I finally went back to sleep I dreamed about a couple in our church praying a lady in a store through to the Holy Ghost. I was crying because this person told me one time, Sis Noel you are bold. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not like that. In my dream she caught the boldness and I was crying in my dream thanking God that people who have lived in a box for so long were stepping out of it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When God woke me up to pray for this young man in our church last night I thought, my God he has nothing, he is alone, he has to fight so hard, but yet you would never know by the way he talks to others about God. Every time I hear him talking lately he is talking to someone about God and how great God is. My husband always talks about this one message he heard called "Where are the weepers of this generation" I say "Where are the Giovanni's of our generation?" God bless us with more like him that are hungry and have a burning desire to be used by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1873612220355634791?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1873612220355634791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1873612220355634791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1873612220355634791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1873612220355634791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/staying-out-of-box.html' title='Staying out of the Box'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1113136119418453905</id><published>2008-11-04T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:34:24.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed outside the box gas prices boldness love God'/><title type='text'>Footsteps that follow Jesus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I filled my car up with gas for $24.00 this am. $2.39 per gallon in salinas!! Yeah baby!!!! Hollister is still getting ripped off. Election day. I hate politics. Well God is on the move. Lets see, He sent me to see a backslider yesterday and tell them He loved them and He will not forget them. I got his info and told my husband we will reach out to him until he comes home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My boss and I prayed for the insurance lady right here in the office. That was pretty cool. Way cool!! That my boss allows me to pray in the office and I am allowed the liberty to pray for people at random at work is a total blessing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have just felt a Holy Ghost boldness to pray anywhere, anytime for anyone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive always done this but never with an assurance as I do now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realize that wherever you go God will open multiple doors of opportunity to speak to others about Him if you are listening. Bro. Nathaniel preached the other night about staying out of the box. I pray with all of my heart God will keep our church out of the box. God dosent operate inside of a box. God has no limitations. We limit God. I dont want to limit God anymore. I expect so much more than I can imagine is possible. I pray God will allow me to live in that mind set. I want to think like Jesus, just like Pastor preached. I want to have the mind of Christ. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still  feeling the after effects of Boot Camp. I pray it never wears off. I still cant describe how awesome it has been to experience what we did. God is so good to me I could never thank Him enough. I feel so blessed beyond measure. Thank you Lord for giving me a second chance to allow you to use me for your Glory and Honor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This life is better than any life I have ever known. Keep me Lord in your will. That is the most important thing I can do is seek His will. Lord let there be more of you and less of me. Order my footsteps Lord. Let me see, hear and speak through your eyes and ears and let it be your voice they hear when I speak Jesus. In your precious name I pray....Let my every footstep follow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1113136119418453905?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1113136119418453905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1113136119418453905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1113136119418453905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1113136119418453905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/footsteps-that-follow-jesus.html' title='Footsteps that follow Jesus...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-683903294759561498</id><published>2008-10-29T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:03:49.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOULS INTERSESSION  JESUS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bootcamp prayer youth'/><title type='text'>THE BOOT CAMP EXPERIENCE WAS LIFE CHANGING</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I honestly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know where to start. My heart is so overwhelmed. Pastor Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maddix&lt;/span&gt; has left an impression on my life I will never forget nor be the same again. I can tell you I never expected to be so drastically changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My first thanks would be to Bro Nathaniel for bringing us Soul Winners &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boot camp&lt;/span&gt;. My pastor who said yes to him and so on. Bro Nathaniel's decision to bring us this event has forever changed the city of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; and our church as we knew it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I believe with All of my heart and All of my soul the burden Pastor Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Maddix&lt;/span&gt; birthed in our church is the message every church in America should hear. Bro. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Arcovio&lt;/span&gt; has a message and a burden that goes right along with Pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maddix&lt;/span&gt;. They should hook up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My heart is so full of things I am struggling to get it written into words. My heart is on fire. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; how I feel. I cant look at people the same. I just want to stop and talk to everyone I know about Jesus. I feel guilty if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;. God spoke to me so clearly in this revival and said to me. This is your purpose. This is the purpose of your life. I always wondered about tomorrow and how everything would turn out. I could care less about my future now. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to heaven and I want to take as many people as I can with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The saying is true, You take care of Gods stuff and He will take care of yours. It IS just that simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I cant even describe the passion that has ignited my spirit for soul winning. When you hear Pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Maddix&lt;/span&gt; share his burden and share his testimony you cant help but let God grip your soul. I cried most of the time he preached because I felt such a burden for what he was saying. I watched this man spend every ounce of energy he had to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;a hold&lt;/span&gt; of us. Then I watched him and his team in action exhausted but fervent for Jesus. They pushed and pushed until they broke through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And did we ever break through. I got it. I embraced it and it changed who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When he talked about getting to a place in prayer where nothing offended you. I thought now that is a place I want to be. I am going to be!!! In Jesus name. I came out of this knowing there is NOTHING my God cant do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I watched people lost and going to hell repent and get baptized and receive the Holy Ghost out in the streets in front of my face. It was amazing! I watched this team of men literally take over our city. I watched our youth full of the Holy Ghost praying with people in the park putting into action the soul winning plan. I have to take the time to say I have NEVER worked with a group of young people like the youth in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;. I LOVE each and every one of them so much. The passion and loyalty and love for God and each other is rare. I was so proud of them and I see they are a product of awesome leadership. Bro. Kirk and Sis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tena&lt;/span&gt; are priceless in the kingdom of God. They have mentored these young people and nurtured them into great saints of God. Our pastor and his wife have just loved all the good into them and it shows!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I could start naming something so special and unique about each one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; another post. I just had to say I am honored to be part of their lives. My husband and I spend a lot of time with them and we love every minute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Speaking of my husband. Where do I start? Get ready &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;salinas&lt;/span&gt;, there is a soul winner on the loose!!!! He is armed and looking for you!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know this man but I sure love him!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It just goes on and on. I feel so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; to have been a part of this. I am going to write a personal letter of thanks to Pastor M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;addix&lt;/span&gt; for ALL they did in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;. Sunday my daughter received the Holy Ghost after Bro Josh spent time praying her through. You sir will always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;remain&lt;/span&gt; a very special part of my prayers and heart. Bro Josh Combs is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; minister and he is a soldier for Jesus. What &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;remarkable&lt;/span&gt; young man. Lord Bless him. In closing I will say if anyone didnt catch the vision and burden for soul winning after this you wont. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and if you didnt catch it under the powerful anointing we had well God help ya. I am very close to having one of my lifetime prayers being answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pastor Maddix, Bro. Downs, Bro. Smith and Bro Travis,Bro Josh, mom and granny and uncle. What a team!!! What a blessing. What a vision! You are forever in my prayers and I pray that America catches the vision. This is missions in America. Every church in America needs to experience this. It was an honor to be a part of Soul Winners Bootcamp. Thanks, Bro Than! Thank you Pastor and Sis Hurst for allowing us one of the greatest blessings Hollister has ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now the work begins! Lets labor together!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-683903294759561498?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/683903294759561498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=683903294759561498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/683903294759561498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/683903294759561498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-honestly-dont-know-where-to-start.html' title='THE BOOT CAMP EXPERIENCE WAS LIFE CHANGING'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-185424217418834109</id><published>2008-10-22T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:31:24.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles prayer fire deliverence sould holy ghost Jesus'/><title type='text'>I expect Miracles!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Saturday night my husband and I along with some of the youth were talking around the fire about some situations and all month that scripture that says if two or three agree on any one thing in my name I will do it. I stood up and said so guys I have the solution. I quoted the scripture. Except I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; sure exactly how it went and if anyone can quote it please do on my blog comments!!! I told them lets just agree and it will be done. AMEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;We all prayed and Sunday morning pastor quoted the scripture and I looked at Bro Jason who was there and pointed at him. We both smiled at God's confirmation. Pastor had everyone speak in FAITH about what they expected from God during this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BootCamp&lt;/span&gt;. I kept thinking how powerful that scripture is about where two or three agree on ANYTHING He will do it. That is Bible. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why it never impacted me before. ANYTHING!!!!! Everything that was said was awesome. Mimi rocked!!!! Those girls all rocked. Little preacher girls!!! Fire!! Daniel, I just love Daniel. He has such a uniqueness about him. I cant explain it, but he has something very special in him. I cant wait to see what the Lord produces out of him. My husband. Wow... My friend from San Jose!!! She was so inspiring. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get up which is unusual for me. I fought it the whole time. Ill say it here. I expect all those dreams God has been giving me about healing and faith to come to fruition. I want to be able to lay hands on the sick and see them recover. I want to lay hands on people and see them instantly delivered and set free from drugs and alcohol and demonic forces. I expect chains to be broken and people to be set free from bondage. I expect MIRACLES!!! I expect the supernatural! Just like God has been dealing with me about. Its time and I expect to be there when God performs Miracles this week!!! I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited. I expect my daughter to be filled with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HolyGhost&lt;/span&gt; on her Birthday Friday Night in downtown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I expect it all and more!!!! I do not limit God!! I expect more than I can think or ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-185424217418834109?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/185424217418834109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=185424217418834109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/185424217418834109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/185424217418834109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-expect-miracles.html' title='I expect Miracles!!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7759541700319775562</id><published>2008-10-16T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:47:28.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing power of God presence of God Addicted to Jesus'/><title type='text'>Agree with me in Prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Picture of BABY LUKE AND MOMMY JEN...Another call for PRAYER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SPez2Th0BzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YeNLIXJNvkA/s1600-h/LUKE"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257868835514746674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SPez2Th0BzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YeNLIXJNvkA/s320/LUKE" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talking with mom sometimes puts everything in perspective. My mom is so full of faith in God today. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhilarating&lt;/span&gt;. Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arcovia&lt;/span&gt; is back with them. My mom really cheered me up today. Thank God for her. Oh how I cant wait for church on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;. We have had another death in our family. We missed the past two church services and I am craving church. I told my pastors wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; addicted and I feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; having withdraws. I need my Jesus fix. We pray and all that good stuff, but its not the same as when everyone unites for the same reason. We all are there to worship and hear the Word of God. It feeds my soul. The greatest part for me is standing in His presence. Feeling the anointing sweep over your spirit during the music and worship. Feeling the power of God during the preaching that stirs your soul. Just to love Him and feel His love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reciprocated&lt;/span&gt; back to you. Such an awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. Every time you show up you are changed. Your heart is restored. Healing virtue flows. Strength is given. Futures begin. Peace of mind can be found. Virtue is poured back in. The answer awaits. Its just altogether good. Jesus is there. It doesn't get any better than that. I miss my Jesus... Everyone please remember my good friend Jen. Her son Luke is in the process of being healed fully and completely. In the process they have had some awful struggles and as a mother when I read what she has been enduring as a mother my heart simply breaks for her. She is my sister in Christ and I have just taken this whole ordeal very personally to my heart. God said where two or three stand together and agree on ANY ONE THING, IT IS DONE!!!! PLEASE AGREE WITH ME TODAY IN A FULL AND COMPLETE MIRACLE OF HEALING FOR BABY LUKE. IN JESUS NAME.. Please pray for Jen that God would lift her spirits and send her a note of encouragement if you have some time. It will help. Her name is on the left with all the miracle believers under Sis Jen. Thank you and I Love everyone and Lord Bless you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7759541700319775562?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7759541700319775562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7759541700319775562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7759541700319775562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7759541700319775562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/10/agree-with-me-in-prayer.html' title='Agree with me in Prayer...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SPez2Th0BzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YeNLIXJNvkA/s72-c/LUKE' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5604081163981460598</id><published>2008-10-09T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:04:08.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety God protection accident thankful'/><title type='text'>Try shaking your fist at the devil then stand behind your pastor and stick out your tongue at him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had a kick the devil in the teeth service last night. Pastor Hurst had a Holy Ghost outburst in his preaching. It was as the kids say, "Off the Hook!!!" He preached about God being our protector and our help in time of need. He preached it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; matter if the economy was going under we are children of the King. We have our treasures laid up in heaven and we could depend on God. He said a lot but the main thing that I received was, not to worry what the world or the devil wants us to worry about, causing fear and disbelief. But to put our trust and faith in God. It was way better than what I can write down on this blog. It gave hope to every situation. Great or small. When you think about it, God is really in control. He has a plan of action for everything. He knows whats best in all situations. He is God!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a conference message on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; night! Ha! I know the devil hates that. We were driving home and I talked to Faith on the road and my best friend. Then I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; one of our youth to tell them the preaching was for me. We were on crazy horse canyon road. It is a back road we take home and we always have a faithful tailgater or a high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beamer&lt;/span&gt; on the opposite side of the road or Mr. slowpoke in front of us. So we are traveling the speed limit 55 MPH which I strictly obey because of the conditions of this road. You never want to be speeding back there. To many things can go wrong. Out of no where pops out this deer! My husband slams on his breaks and I just scream out JESUS! We skid down the road for almost a minute it seemed. I just kept saying JESUS!! My daughter woke up. She always sleeps on our way home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; nights. She says, mommy whats happening? We were still skidding. She sees the deer in front of us. Finally the bouncing deer goes back into the brush and we continue on. I just started thanking God and speaking in tongues in the car. I thanked God my husband reacted correctly. I thanked God we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; hit the deer at full speed and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; come right through the windshield. I thanked God No One was behind us at that moment. I thanked God No One was in the opposite lane that could of hit us or the deer causing a major accident. I thanked God we were all safe and unharmed. Our car was perfectly fine and that God kept His hand on us and kept us from what could of ended in death. It was proof in the preaching that had just come forth. No matter what the devil tries to do to us. God has his hands on us. You had to have been there to understand this next statement. Devil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; shaking my fist at you AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sticking out my tongue. Of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; standing behind my pastor!! Hes quite taller than Bro. Barnes but you get the picture for those who were there. God is good ALL THE TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;!!! I just keep thinking of all the things that could of happened and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;. That car just stayed straight and steady as we skidded down the road. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; was miraculous. I really believe angels were guiding that car and kept everything out of the way. Although I told my husband thank God for him and his expert driving skills wink, wink!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On a lighter note my husband said we should of gave the deer a little tap and had some good eating! To that comment my animal rights, activist daughter replied, DADDY!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; say that about one of Gods creatures!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;my stars&lt;/span&gt;!! All in a night of the life of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Cordovas&lt;/span&gt;... Stay tuned!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;. Markus I should of answered the phone you could of heard the whole thing!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5604081163981460598?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5604081163981460598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5604081163981460598' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5604081163981460598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5604081163981460598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/10/try-shaking-your-fist-at-devil-then.html' title='Try shaking your fist at the devil then stand behind your pastor and stick out your tongue at him!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5424564390361731677</id><published>2008-10-06T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:54:07.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems friends help'/><title type='text'>Just Show up and Jesus will do the rest!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spending a little time with Jesus makes everything better. Sunday was a time of refreshing for me. I have been in such a heavy and dark place and I knew I just had to show up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; would be alright. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if you have ever felt like it was a struggle to to get to the house of God. Part of me was just saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; go. Just stay in bed and forget it. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; awful, but hey its the truth. I got up anyway and started to get ready. I kept telling myself if I just show up everything will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My best friend called me and she was sitting in the parking lot of her church and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to go in. I started laughing to myself and she started to cry and I told her, friend remember when you used to tell me all the time you just have to keep showing up? I used to think that was so stupid when you said that about yourself, but today I completely understand what you meant. I told her just get in there and everything will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I told her I know you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have anything to give but like I heard a long time ago Jesus is still worth the praise. Even when you feel like you have nothing to offer just praise Him because He is worthy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; not being fake. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; just what is right. If you just show up God will do the rest. I told her just go in and then when its over come and visit us. Then we will go to prayer later. She has been coming down and praying with us on Sunday nights. She told me how much it has been blessing her. Then I hung up and thought about how I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to go and my friend needed me to carry her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;spiritually&lt;/span&gt;. I never told her anything about all that has been going on with me. She still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; know. My whole point here is, What got me over and out of my own trial was helping her out of hers. It took my focus off of me and caused me to forget about myself and help her. I know we all have our times of weakness and our own problems and issues, but what helped me is helping someone else. My stuff just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; important anymore. I needed to remind my friend God has everything in His Hands. By reminding her, I reminded myself. God kept telling me during the service I am God all by myself in your life. there is nothing I cant do or fix or make right in your life. The Lord reminded me my problems were not as big and hopeless as I thought. In fact He told me they were petty. How is that for a big rebuke? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; He said Noel these things are nothing to me, one touch of my Hand and they will be gone. He said give me something good! There is nothing to hard for me!! God ministered to me in song and in the preaching. When someone prayed over me I felt like this huge load just lift off of me. I told my friend after service God just touched me and took it all away. Whatever it was that was weighing me down. She went home renewed and refreshed in the spirit. God is so good. I thank God for my best friend. God has blessed me with her friendship and we have always been there when the times get tough. But more than that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thank&lt;/span&gt; God for His friendship. He is so faithful and just. He is so merciful and patient and kind. He is my everything and the best problem solver of all time. Nothing is to hard for the Lord. Cast all your cares upon the Lord for He cares for you and He knows what your going through, why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't you&lt;/span&gt; cast all your cares upon the Lord???....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I saw this song on The Holly's Blog this girl who is singing I just loved her voice and the anointing is unbelievable! You have to see this.. The POA Choir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Check it out by clicking below. Love you all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3P61L3GAgA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3P61L3GAgA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5424564390361731677?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5424564390361731677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5424564390361731677' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5424564390361731677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5424564390361731677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/10/spending-little-time-with-jesus-makes.html' title='Just Show up and Jesus will do the rest!!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2255510223734128227</id><published>2008-10-02T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:54:44.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIALS FAITH STAND HOPE'/><title type='text'>Just Stand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am mentally tired today. I know had I not been prayed up this storm would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kickin&lt;/span&gt; my you know what. I know God is right here with me, but I feel drained. That song called "STAND" keeps going through my mind. What do you do when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;you've&lt;/span&gt; done all you can and it seems like its never enough, YOU JUST STAND. I love that song. It is my prayer today. That God will help me to stand when it seems like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; alone and no one really understands or knows my pain, I pray God will help me to just keep STANDING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I pray that heaven is not so far away. I long to leave behind the cares of this life and be with Jesus. All these constant battles of the flesh we fight against. A war that has no end until that glorious day when He comes and takes us away from all of this. I realize today. NO ONE really knows anything like Jesus does. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; why God asked us not to put our trust in man but in Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life shows up for all of us and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to see most of what comes our way is dictated by our reaction to the problem. How we handle it. Sometimes even when you handle it with prayer and caution and Godly counsel it still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; make much sense to the human mind, but my trust is in God and that is where my help comes from. He has never let me down. I will continue to stand and be reassured in knowing God is faithful and promised to protect me and take care of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know He will. So my hope is in Him. Things are not always as they seem. Help me Lord when I feel like falling to just like the song says, STAND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2255510223734128227?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2255510223734128227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2255510223734128227' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2255510223734128227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2255510223734128227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-stand.html' title='Just Stand!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2832472705283173916</id><published>2008-09-29T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:43:35.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Im it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.countingitjoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.countingitjoy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Mindy tagged me so I will humor myself! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meme terms &amp;amp; conditions&lt;br /&gt;1. link the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;2. mention the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;3. list 6 unspectacular things about you&lt;br /&gt;4. tag 6 other bloggers&lt;br /&gt;I tag &lt;a href="http://laurascorner.typepad.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Noel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://danelle84.wordpress.com/"&gt;Danelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like everyone to list ONE thing they think IS spectacular about you?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Six &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unspectacular&lt;/span&gt; things about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;1. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like waking up in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;2. I love to sleep in but never do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;3. I love to cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;4. I love to watch cooking shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;5. I need coffee before conversation in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;6. I enjoy reading other blogs and blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One thing that I think "is "spectacular about me is, Im a good cook...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Soooooo&lt;/span&gt;.. I tag Nicole, Faith if she sees this, and Christina I'll tag three more later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2832472705283173916?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.countingitjoy.blogspot.com/' title='Tag Im it....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2832472705283173916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2832472705283173916' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2832472705283173916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2832472705283173916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag Im it....'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2411143308380704715</id><published>2008-09-24T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:55:40.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FASTING BACKSLIDERS WITNESS PRAYER LOST SOULS'/><title type='text'>No Meat Just Broth..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK You guys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; going to believe this. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going into my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rth&lt;/span&gt; day of fasting. It has been hard. My husband will testify to just how hard it has been for me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I love you honey...:) Cant wait to cook for you next week...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to the store on my lunch because I started to get a headache and not feel so good. I went to the soup isle and looked at all the soups and the Lord impressed me not to get the chicken noodle I wanted but to have broth with some veggies in it. My word I never noticed there were so many different soups. I was just drawn to all the ones with meat. I really am hungry. I kept looking and this guy that works there, comes around the corner and says, "HI!" He says, "I just wanted to say hi to you." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ooookkkk&lt;/span&gt;.. He then stands there as I keep looking. He then says, "Are you a christian?" I say, "Yes. Why do you ask?" He says well are you apostolic or pentecostal? I said "Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; pentecostal." He said "I knew it!" You have a glow on your face and I just knew with the way you were dressed and your face I can just see it!" I told him well its not me its the Lord Ive been fasting for a few days and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; Jesus you see. I asked him "Do you go to church?" He said no, but he was raised apostolic in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;salinas&lt;/span&gt;. I asked him when the last time was that he went to church and he said, it had been a year. I told him Adam was his name. You need to come and visit us in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;. There is nothing like Jesus. I went on to tell him it was meant for our paths to cross and he promised he would come and visit. He stood with tears filling his eyes as I handed him a card and told him God cares about his soul. I shared some of my testimony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;briefly&lt;/span&gt; with him and got my "BROTH" with no MEAT only veggies and left. As I drove away I started to speak in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tongues&lt;/span&gt; and cry and God spoke to me and said "My children are lost!" No one is looking for them. I love their souls. I want them to come home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; forget my children" I just cried because I remember leaving church and never being able to get away from God. He would just chase me it seemed. I should not be here today, but God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; forget about my soul. Someone prayed or a lot of people prayed I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know. But I remember running into Juan Campos in a burger place when I was backslid and he just started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;prophesying&lt;/span&gt; to me. Everywhere I went God would show up. I thought about that on my drive back to work. How much our souls meant to God. I thought about how God persued me. I feel so blessed to have escaped death and have another chance to serve God. I have felt so much regret over the time I wasted away from the Lord. Like I told Adam nothing will ever satisfy your soul like Jesus. I know we have a world to win but I never want to forget those who have gone astray because I am living proof there is HOPE for anyone! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; give up on God's Children. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt;...Please pray for Adam..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2411143308380704715?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2411143308380704715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2411143308380704715' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2411143308380704715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2411143308380704715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-meat-just-broth.html' title='No Meat Just Broth..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2030783751070366046</id><published>2008-09-23T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:56:20.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOULS INTERSESSION CALVARY JESUS'/><title type='text'>A Soul to Remember....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our focus has been souls. Fasting and prayer for souls. Soul winner's boot camp!! Sunday one of my best friends came down and she decided to go with me to prayer that evening. I wish I could explain in words what these prayer meetings have done for me and how much they have enriched my soul. It is just beyond beautiful to be with Jesus. We were all talking afterwards and we talked about being in Love with the Lord. There is such a huge difference in loving someone and being totally in love with someone. The kind of love that just takes your breath away. I didn't want to leave. I told my friend sometimes I wish I didn't have the responsibilities and I could just stay for hours with Jesus like I used to. Don't take it the wrong way. I love my family, but I have to admit I wish I had more time to share in the presence of the Lord in that secret place. When you spend any amount of time there, its hard to step back into the reality of the flesh. I understand now what they were talking about when they say, to be lost in His presence. I could just go on and on about my precious Lord, but I want to share what the Lord gave to me Sunday. He always sends us off with gifts. I love Him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; much.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I prayed the Lord brought back to my remembrance a story I heard from a woman preacher. (I will really have to condense this.) She and her husband were missionaries somewhere in Africa and they lived in a village where leprosy was an epidemic. The smell was awful she said. She told about how she would go to the church and the man from the village would greet her at the doors by nodding his head. He never reached out to shake her hand because he had no hands. Plus she said she wouldn't touch them because leprosy was contagious. She went home one evening and she saw a woman with leprosy standing in her kitchen doing the dishes and she quickly rushed to her husband and said, "She cant stay here!" She has leprosy, we have children!" She said she was so upset with her husband.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Her husband turned around and looked at her and said,"This woman was beaten within inches of her life for coming to church. She has no where to go and they will kill her." He continued to say, "If you want her to go back, then here are the keys to my truck, you take her and can you do me a favor?" He said, "Can you stop by Calvary on your way home?" He walked away.. She said she went to the church to pray and passed the man who nodded to her. She went to lay out her shawl she always brought with her careful not to touch the ground. The Lord spoke to her and said, "Remove the shawl!" She said, "but Lord the floor is dirty and full of skin bacteria!" The Lord said it again louder.. She finally agreed to remove the shawl and laid her face on the dirty ground and prayed through and wept like she never had before. She said when she came out she asked the man for his hand. He looked perplexed and shook his head. She told him,"from now on I want you to give me your arm when I walk past you. I am not afraid to shake your hand anymore. She said Jesus gave her a fresh glimpse at Calvary. She said she cried so much but learned a painful lesson in looking past the fault and seeing the need. God will protect us when we are doing His work. God started to speak to me under the spirit of intersession and told me, "It is the soul that I see" I don't look at the sin and all the stuff you and others see. I see the soul!!! Look through my eyes!! See the soul. This revival you have planed is a good thing the Lord said, but don't forget the souls that sit among you who are hanging in the balance. He kept bringing two young ladies to my mind over and over as I prayed for them and travailed for their souls. God told me how much he loved them and He sees their souls and they matter so much. He impressed me we can win all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; but, He didn't want me to forget them. I felt like God was saying, "Don't forget to take care of your own first." Love the souls I have given you first. Reach for them with all you have first!!" Then go out into the city with those you didn't forget and together we will win the city." No one person is insignificant to God. I don't know these women. But I now know just how special they are to God. I will try to reach out to them. It was remembrance for me of the parable of the lost sheep. We are all here yet God is searching for the soul that has gone astray. God is in this whole revival we have planned. I just want to make sure we don't forget to take everyone with us. God doesn't just want some of us. He wants all of us. I know sometimes we see certain people just sitting there, BUT, they are there!!!!!! Don't look past them and decide their destiny. Get a fresh glimpse of Calvary and see their soul because that is what matters to God. Jesus help me to see the soul&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2030783751070366046?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2030783751070366046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2030783751070366046' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2030783751070366046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2030783751070366046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/soul-to-remember.html' title='A Soul to Remember....'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3000756383537164585</id><published>2008-09-16T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:58:06.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOINTED OUTPOURING SUPERNATURAL BLESSINGS'/><title type='text'>Bless me with a Bigger CUP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday... what a day.. Let me tell you. The enemy knew how God was going to move and I have to share with you how it all happened for me. Saturday we had spent the night at my cousins house and got up and had breakfast with them and we left around 10:45am. We went home to get cleaned up and ready. I knew we were going to run late so as my daughter climbed right into bed I laid down next to her and told myself, just 20 minutes.. We will go at 2:00pm and miss Bible Hour. I know! Bad, bad, bad.. We have been doing much better to. Lord help us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I woke up at 1:00pm panicked and ran across the hall to get my husband who had "decided" to let me sleep. First time ever. He was all showered but had not got dressed and assumed I would sleep through it. HA!! I told him "Come On!! We have to go! We cant miss church!! Something in me was just telling me, you cant miss church today. No matter what. It doesn't matter if you are late just GO!! Then I told my daughter to get up and move quickly as she grumbled. She said " We are late mommy. We shouldn't go if we are late and something just kind of clicked inside. I looked at her and I said, "WE HAVE TO GO!! YOUR DAD AND ME HAVE TO BE IN CHURCH TODAY!! WE WONT MAKE IT IF WE DON'T GO TO CHURCH ANA" She looked at me and realized how serious I was and she says, "Ok mommy lets go! Just have faith ok? We are gonna make it!" I hurried and we got in the car by 1:20pm exactly enough time to make it by 2:00pm I was determined even if we only got there for the preaching it was going to be ok. I never sleep in the middle of the day. Go figure! We get about 15 minutes into our trip and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;! Traffic. Bumper to bumper.. No end in sight. We sit in it for 30 minutes finally later than we have ever been, we get there. I think it was close to 2:30pm. The music was still playing. Then Bro Nathaniel proceeds to get up and preach about our victory is in our praise. As I prayed for him as he began his message, I prayed for the Lord to pour a powerful anointing upon him as he preached. I prayed for God to bind every spirit of distraction. He went on and I am telling you He had such a powerful anointing on him it was unbelievable. More than I could of ever prayed for. He was so in the Holy Ghost as he started to tell everyone what the spirit of God was saying. I knew God was working in the supernatural. My husband needed a touch from God so much. Finally at the end Bro Gary prayed over him and God just struck him. Bro Gary was under such a powerful anointing of God. I could feel the Holy Ghost like a bolt of lightning as Bro Gary walked back and forth. I knew every person he prayed for, got something powerful from God. When we brought our wallets to the front and Bro Nathaniel laid hands on us I felt this enormous pressure under the power of God grip me and I couldn't even move momentarily. I could feel the power of God so strong in the church. We stayed way after it was over. I just kept praying. I saw Amanda laid out as Sis Mindy prayed over her. I watched Danelle completely taken over by the power of God. It was beautiful to see her just saturated in the spirit. She was the last one to leave. I cant even tell you what all took place because it was a lot. God swept through Hollister that day to put the drink of victory back into our cups. I thank God for that. Sometimes we don't know where each one of us is at. Sometimes some of us have our backs against the wall just like he preached and God steps in and says, "Ok that's enough devil!" Move out of the way! This is my child and I am going to bring them out," I just started to thank God in the good and the bad. And let me tell you as much as I dont want to, there was bad going on around me and I needed God to step in and give me direction and take care of this situation. I never planned on Him to show up sunday when we were late to bless us in such a mighty way. It was a life changing service. God used so many in so many different ways. I thank God more than anything He took care of a very serious, potentially spiritually fatal problem in my family. He never takes His hand off of us. We are so unworthy. He is so faithful answer and forgive all of us. This service exceeded every expectation I had. I wonder what would happen if I actually started to expect so much more than what I do. Throw out the limits I have placed on God and yielded mind, body and soul to Him. If I stopped caring who was looking and what people would think. I just wonder..... I dont think my cup could hold all the victories God has for us. I know one thing for sure is, I need a bigger cup!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3000756383537164585?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3000756383537164585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3000756383537164585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3000756383537164585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3000756383537164585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/bless-me-with-bigger-cup.html' title='Bless me with a Bigger CUP!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7268806331885573049</id><published>2008-09-12T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:07:45.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Real....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My family has been meeting and praying together for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandfather&lt;/span&gt; who is gone. A catholic thing of some sort. Out of respect I have went. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; repeat the hail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mary's&lt;/span&gt; but I do say the Lord's Prayer so they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; being totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;disrespectful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My husband just sits there and ACTS completely confused on purpose and says nothing. I have to pinch myself not to laugh at him. They cook a great dinner which is part of my motivation to go. I get out of cooking. I know that probably sounds horrible, but its the truth and the food makes it worth every moment.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, last night we go and my word... Chicken mole, green chicken enchiladas, rice, beans and pie..... I thought about saying the hail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mary&lt;/span&gt; for a brief &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt;.. It was so good..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; kidding. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; OH Lord. After they were done with the rituals, my aunt said something shocking. She said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now does anyone have anything they want to pray about in their way?? One of my other aunts asked for prayers for our family and my other aunt asked prayers for her daughter and all the troops in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Iraq&lt;/span&gt; where my cousin is stationed. I jumped in and asked for prayer for my friend Jen's baby Luke. Then they asked me or Albert to pray. SHOCKING!!!!! These are catholic to the grave people. Albert prayed such a great prayer as everyone prayed to themselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then my uncles wife (my aunt) asked me to pray for her because she said she can feel the holy spirit when I pray. I did. She started to cry at the table. I hugged her. My family started to fidget. Then my aunt gave a praise report without knowing. During the funeral one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; who I adore sat down with me and my favorite cousin Ted. She told us she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in God. My cousin and I talked to her and told her prayer works. My boy cousin is the only one in my family who actually has people pray for him all the time. He wont go to church or anything and says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; crazy all the time but he will tell the victory outreach guys when he sees them to lay hands on his checkbooks and always asks me to pray for his business when things are slow. I tell him all the time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why he is blessed. He agrees. Anyhow he asked me to talk to Alex because he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want her not to believe in God it bothered him. So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;told&lt;/span&gt; her a few stories. Then I told her, "Alex, I challenge you to do something for one week." I told her to say to God even if she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; believe, "God if you are real show yourself to me. Let me see that you exist" I told her to do this for a week. She lives in LA.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt; last night (about a week after our conversation) at the prayer thing my aunt told us Alex's mom called and said she took Alex to a church that had live music and the people were worshipping God and Alex started to cry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; stop. When they left Alex said "Mom I know God is real now just like Auntie Noel said" He is Real...... I see God beginning to work in my family. They didnt go to our kind of church, but hey whatever it takes. She is headed in the right direction. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; awesome! If you only knew what a miracle this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is. It is amazing..Thank you Lord... Everything I went through was for a reason. God will always turn things around for the good... He is so real... So faithful and I love the Lord so much I could never put into words the way I feel about my Jesus. He is my greatest friend....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7268806331885573049?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7268806331885573049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7268806331885573049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7268806331885573049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7268806331885573049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-is-real.html' title='God is Real....'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6696212891126561457</id><published>2008-09-10T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:17:04.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I killed a Fly..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AAAhhhhhhrrrrrGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;!!!! The enemy has been in full buzz mode today! I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in my daughter's choice this morning before she left to school. We encountered a life lesson to be continued when she gets home.. As they grow so do the challenges of life. Can I get an amen?? My husband was fussing. The little devils were just an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt; noise today. Buzzing around. Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt;. I HATE FLYS!!! They are so absolutely disgusting. I wish spirits that make noise were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;visible&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt; so I could take a fat book and smash them to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;smithereens&lt;/span&gt;!! Watch the blood and guts splatter!!! No I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; gone insane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; just fed up with the noise of the devil and I want to give him a kick in the teeth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Flys&lt;/span&gt; are like bad spirits. They are so annoying. They come in uninvited and spread their gross bacteria on your food and ruin it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;buzz&lt;/span&gt; around your head and make an awful sound. Then I think how much more power we have over the fly. If we aim right and are quick enough we can kill them right away before they can ruin anything else. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know about you, but I chuck the food if a fly lands on it. They are just grosser than gross. Yak!! Blah.. Then I thought about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; bother some people. They can land on their food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Buzz&lt;/span&gt; around their head. Some people just tolerate the fly. NOT ME LYING DISGUSTING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt; or spirits.... GET OUT!!! In the spirit of prayer and the word I can kill this annoying opposition and in life, You can buzz around but you cant hide. I will hunt you down and kill you quickly.  A fly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; stand a chance around me. I wont rest until its dead. Thus stirring me up spiritually using this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;analogy&lt;/span&gt;. I will say to the spirits buzzing around my family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;You better look out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt; look out! You better look out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;saten&lt;/span&gt; look out.. For I come to you in the name of the Lord so look out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt; look out!!!!! SPLAT!! Your dead!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6696212891126561457?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6696212891126561457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6696212891126561457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6696212891126561457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6696212891126561457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-killed-fly.html' title='I killed a Fly..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2034353986980599526</id><published>2008-09-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:18:36.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for the Mellows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; stopping for a drink at the gas station because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thirsty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;God has an agenda of His own. I over hear this older gentleman talking to the clerk about God and of course I cant help myself but to make a comment about the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The older gentleman Henry starts to talk with me about his son and how he is incarcerated and he just wont change. So I told him, "sir many of people have said they would never change and I know you think there is no hope for your son, but I am telling you we did not run into you by accident tonight and God can change your son." I told him I wanted him to meet my husband and I wanted to meet his wife who was out in the car waiting for him. My husband sees me leading the man out and gets out of the car fully aware of whats happening. I introduce myself and my husband to Rita and we talk some more and I can see the pain in Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mellows&lt;/span&gt; eyes over his son, I begin to tell him that God sees his pain and God will not forget his son and he started to cry so did I. Then his wife started to cry and he told us part of the story of how he had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adopted&lt;/span&gt; this son and he knew in his heart God gave him this boy and he was so worried this man who is 39 now, will never change his life and my husband began to encourage the couple and say " sir you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know where God brought me from. I used to be just like your son. I know what you are going through. The man looked at us and he said, " Honey tell these people what Ive been asking you , do you feel it? something is going on. He told us that he has been praying to God to tell him what he is supposed to do with his life. He said, "I am 76 and I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; supposed to do something and my wife to, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what it is. We told him sir, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why God sent us here to talk to you and invite you to a place that will change your life. He begin to ask about out church and if he had to be a member for someone to teach him more about the Bible? Can you imagine this??? It happened, just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying. We talked some more and I asked them if we could stop and pray for them and their son. He walked towards us and his frail wife who has a hurting back slowing lifted herself from the passenger seat where she was sitting and we all joined hands right there at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;valero&lt;/span&gt; gas station and my husband and I began to pray over them and their situation. They both thanked us and gave us their number and said they looked forward to hearing from us. We were late to church. We had God write us an excuse.. ;) My husband and I were just amazed.. It was such a blessing to be able to be used by God this way. Amazing!!!!!! Then the missionary preached about FAITH AND MIRACLES.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; of asked for God to be more personal to me than He was last night. His message rocked my soul!! Everything God has been saying for the past couple of months to me came out of his mouth.. God is so good and so personal. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; I am thrilled to say we are going to be teaching the Mellows a Bible study and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; here to say , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; give up on God! This man is seeking to know God at 76!!! God will not forget you! There is a lost and dying world hungry for God. Age makes no difference at all. God sees the heart. God heard that man. God answered his cry. Thank you Lord for the Mellows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2034353986980599526?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2034353986980599526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2034353986980599526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2034353986980599526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2034353986980599526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-god-for-mellows.html' title='Thank God for the Mellows...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6178001195243106829</id><published>2008-09-02T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:50:55.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outcome is Victorious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I started taking two steps forward and Wham! Death, persecution, sickness, and then some. Yes, the devil definitely knows my name. I set a date to start the children's choir. I started to make an extra trip to the church to pray. I started to speak in Faith what God has put on my heart. Death visits my family. I am faced with heavy persecution over my beliefs by the ones I love the most. I stand.. Sickness plagues myself, my daughter and now my husband. God wakes me up at 4:00 am Monday and tells me the enemy is coming in like a flood to keep me from what God has intended me to do but He will raise up standard against the enemy of my soul. Sunday I made it to church spiritually wounded and my church family prayed for me and then the choir sang a song about God being the Lifter of my head. Though thousands come against me. God began to speak to me that He was my greatest friend and good would come out of all the persecution by my family and God would bring salvation out of my persecution. Healing virtue begin to flow through my heart that was full of hurt and pain. You can never imagine how painful it can be to listen to your family speak ill of all that you believe and become hostile towards you because I refuse to agree I'm crazy and stand for what I believe. I don't say mean things back I just walk away and pray for God to give me the strength to endure. Scriptures of comfort fly through my mind while I'm in the fire that keep me. A year ago if I had been through all of this I would not of turned to God in my misery. I just wasn't this strong I remember looking at all the alcohol at my cousins house at the gathering we had after the funeral and thanking God He delivered me from the chains that kept me bound. I thanked God I had no desire to drink or medicate my pain with anything but Jesus. I realize today God prepared me for all of this. Being in this church has made me stronger than Ive been in years. The prayers of the church kept me. I know the devil is after me because God has appointed me to a high calling in prayer. I felt it when I went a couple Sundays ago. The foundation of the city of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; began to shake under the prayers of myself and Sis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TinaV&lt;/span&gt; and Sis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TinaE&lt;/span&gt;. I even experienced a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tounge&lt;/span&gt;. It was powerful prayer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So.... here's my answer. My comeback....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Pray harder for me, because even though I'm sick I refuse to lay down. You can bring death, persecution, sickness but I will still pray.. I will still do the children's choir. I will still love my family. I will still do what Jesus has called me to do. So please pray for me that I get a quick and complete healing. Pray for my family who is also under attack. GOD IS GREATER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This too shall pass. This all just motivates me to fight harder and to pray more. I am most grateful for being in such a better frame of mind. God knew to move my family and place us exactly where He did. He knew I needed to be strong to be able to endure this storm. Being in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; has literally saved my soul from utter destruction. God has put so much back into us since we have been here. I could of never stood through this without the virtue God has put back into me. Without the prayers and support our church family has given us. Without the pastor and pastors wife God has put over our souls. Without the love and nurturing that has been shown to our family. You will never know how this change has affected us for the good. Thank you Bishop and Sister Nelson for your wisdom and direction and thank you Pastor and Sis Hurst for taking us in and providing the love and encouragement we needed to get to where we "STAND" in "VICTORY" today. Thank you Lord for loving me so much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Had it not been for your grace and mercy and unfailing love I would not of made it here today to claim Victory in Your Blessed Name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6178001195243106829?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6178001195243106829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6178001195243106829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6178001195243106829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6178001195243106829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/09/outcome-is-victorious.html' title='The Outcome is Victorious!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-8817040343044704001</id><published>2008-08-27T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:56:56.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAPTURE DEATH PREACHING BURDENS'/><title type='text'>Jesus is on His Way.. Are you Ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;God has a purpose for everything... This whole deal with death has stirred my spirit. I know God intended for this tragedy to push me into a spiritual reality. Yes my uncle was sick and my grandfather was old, but life is gift that can be taken in an instant. It is not to be taken for granted and to be used wisely. We are getting ready to have a huge revival with a man who is very radical in his message. When I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;listened&lt;/span&gt; to part of his CD last night something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;snapped&lt;/span&gt; inside of my spirit. Something begin to rise up in me and his words began to breed a spiritual awakening in me. My prayers the last few weeks have been to wake up the church.. This spirit of casualness has to go. I feel it in my spirit and God has been talking to me and telling me, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; they know I will come like a thief in the night?" Tell my people I am coming. WAKE UP!!! God kept saying to me over and over. He meant for my spirit to wake up and rise up and to take His words to the city of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; and tell the lost He is coming. I know we have heard this all of our lives and we witness here and there, but there is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;urgency&lt;/span&gt; in my heart to stop being casual about it. I feel like bursting out and preaching on the street corner and screaming from the top of my lungs, Get READY !!!! God is coming!!! It's time to stop being polite and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;politically&lt;/span&gt; correct. Someone has to get bold and tell it like it is. Our city is lost and going to hell. WE are the ones who are responsible to reach them before its too late. I am sometimes so distracted with keeping my own family saved I forget about the millions of those around me who are lost and need me to wake up and forget about myself and throw them a life line so to speak. I wish I could take the city by it's shoulders and shake it and say WAKE UP!!!!! Then I realize we, the church, has to wake up first and get it together and get prayed up and full of the Holy Ghost and then we can be sent out into this city and reach the lost and dying souls. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a preacher but I sure wish I could preach this message burning in my soul today. Are you ready? Get Ready! God is coming and our city needs us to wake up and tell them Jesus is coming. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have time to waste. We have to pray like we never have. We have to fast like we never have. We have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; like we never have. To much given, much is required. God is sending Bro. Max Maddox to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; for a reason. It is our job to prepare the way for him. This is God sending this man to help us save our city. He will give us tools, but we have to be prepared to pay the price for OUR city. God gave us this city, now we have to take it by force...I am so fired up about this.. I cant wait to get to prayer to begin to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;intercede&lt;/span&gt; again for this city. To travail for the lost souls of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; city. That is my position in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;boot camp&lt;/span&gt;. Prayer warrior... Who wants to sign up????? I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; intense today, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; apologize. God has blessed me by waking me up and giving me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;burning&lt;/span&gt; desire to win our city before its to late. The time we think we have is gone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-8817040343044704001?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8817040343044704001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=8817040343044704001' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8817040343044704001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8817040343044704001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/jesus-is-on-his-way-are-you-ready.html' title='Jesus is on His Way.. Are you Ready?'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2947420198865607226</id><published>2008-08-26T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:39:05.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace in the Midst..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone is praying for you.. Someone is praying for you.. When you feel your all alone and your heart might break in two.. Remember someone is praying for you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That song is on my heart this morning. Someone must be praying for me. Thank you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many changes in such a small gap of time. During this time of loss, I have moved my daughter's school and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;after school&lt;/span&gt; care. Yesterday the poor child was so traumatised. I felt terrible for her. I took her to her new school located right by my work and she was in tears. I was crying inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her new teacher was all prepared for her. I called at 10:00 am she was fine. I went at lunch she was wonderful. My heart was so relieved. Those people at the school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; here comes that mother again. I am firm believer in spot checking. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Anyhow. Her teacher Mrs. Howell said " You were right she is everything you said and more!" "I love her." That teacher got an A+ from me.. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So all in all God worked everything out for the good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can take death and sorrow and whatever we have to go through in this life, but I have to know my daughter is safe and happy and well adjusted or I just cant deal. Thats what I cant take. My weakness I guess you could say. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God just smoothed it all out. He is so good to me. He knows with all that was going on I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; would of cracked if things went south with my daughters situations. He knows how much we can handle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad He steps in and takes over. I felt such a peace of God when I left that school. I knew everything was going to be fine. You have no idea what that meant to me. God did. Thank you Lord for bringing me peace in the midst of my storm. I needed it. Thank you to all who have been praying for me. I needed it. Love you all and God Bless..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2947420198865607226?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2947420198865607226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2947420198865607226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2947420198865607226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2947420198865607226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/peace-in-midst.html' title='Peace in the Midst..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7295326564043362674</id><published>2008-08-25T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:52:09.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternity means Everything....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;I had a lot of time to think about how final death is over the weekend. I thought about my uncle who never believed God existed and even in the midst of his greatest struggle I would offer to pray for him and he would respond, "Please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;" Then I thought about how every day of his eternal life he would be reminded there was a God. I told my husband I could not imagine not believing in God. He has been so real to me and no matter what my uncle said I know he had moments of wonder about my God. I felt so grieved, not because we were so close, but because I know and understand his fate. I grieve for my aunt who does believe in God and lost her father and husband within minutes of each other. She would always ask me to pray in secret for my uncle because he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let us pray for him as he got sicker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;Then I thought about my grandpa and his sweetness. He would always give all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; $20 every time we saw him and every occasion he gave us a card with $40 or $50 bucks which was a lot 20 years ago! The tradition carried on with my child and the following generations. He was always kind to us. I never heard my grandfather yell or raise his voice at anyone. He would always cook for us when we came over and it was simply the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Filipino&lt;/span&gt; food I have ever tasted in my life. I still to this day crave his cooking. He had the greatest stories about his life and how he struggled and worked hard and reaped the benefits of his labor. I loved my grandpa. He would sing with my daughter "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine." He was 95 and in his old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Filipino&lt;/span&gt; accent he would sing with her and they would smile together. It warmed my heart. He was so sensitive. My daughter adored him. Her "great" grandpa Bill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;Then I thought on Saturday night when I cried myself to sleep about Bro. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dansby's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; message. "Not good enough for heaven, but to good for hell" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;That message was forever burned in my soul. He was Sis Nelson's dad and Pastor Nelson's pastor for many years. He preached about a man who was good in every way, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shunned&lt;/span&gt; the truth of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pentecost&lt;/span&gt;. I thought about my grandpa how good he was to everyone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; drink or smoke or curse.He was a devout catholic. He would cry whenever I would pray for him., but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; interested in My Jesus. It broke my heart to know he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; good enough for heaven, but without a shadow of a doubt he was and always will be to good for hell....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7295326564043362674?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7295326564043362674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7295326564043362674' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7295326564043362674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7295326564043362674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/eternity-means-everything.html' title='Eternity means Everything....'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3809054485012660496</id><published>2008-08-21T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:17:15.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder to Press...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Back to the wonder of it all. With all of the devastating things going on around us in this world and all the suffering our friends and family may be going through I have this glimpse of Jesus so clearly that makes the the world and all its misery seem dull. It makes the sickness and poverty fade. Knowing who He is and everything must bow under the Mighty Hand of God. It gives me sense of peace I have never known and the hope for a better tomorrow. Faith that God has everything under control. Even if it seems as though God is absent in certain present situations I have a strong&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;security&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is right in the midst of every storm. Great or small. God in all His infinite wonder holding our hand through it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday I went to prayer with a couple of ladies in our church I cannot tell you what a unbelievable visit I had with Jesus. It has literally changed my whole perspective. It brought me back to a time when I used to spend a lot of time at the church in prayer. I cant even begin to explain what a love affair you can have with Jesus. It is so personal and so beautiful to have Him speak to you and love you and spend time with you. God spoke to me and said "I have been waiting for you" I just cant imagine the King of Kings waiting for me? It blows my mind. He blows my mind. It reminded me how small I am and how Great He is. It reminded me there is tremendous power in prayer. It reminded me of the anointed power you can tap into. It reminded me not to underestimate the strength of a three-fold cord. It reminded me that sacrifice breeds deliverance. It reminded me through travail we can pull down the strongholds of our city. It reminded me intercession can grasp Gods mercy when all hope is lost. It reminded me I can command angels to take charge over the enemy that preys on our children. It reminded me I can storm the gates of hell for souls hanging in the balance. It reminded me of God asking me to press in prayer to get breakthroughs.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;A simple invitation reminded me of where I need to be every Sunday to get what I need and be blessed with what I desire. Thank you Sis T &amp;amp; T for sharing the glory of God with me. I could never thank you enough for reminding me to pray!!!! I love you both. Remind me Dear Lord.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3809054485012660496?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3809054485012660496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3809054485012660496' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3809054485012660496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3809054485012660496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-wonder-of-it-all.html' title='Reminder to Press...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2722807479087292700</id><published>2008-08-18T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:08:06.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer for healing'/><title type='text'>A call for PRAYER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jenfernando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235908088489169106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SKmuqlr90NI/AAAAAAAAACI/mEoidSwXDtQ/s320/Fernando_Family_Pictures_097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://jenfernando.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jenfernando.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have some great and wonderful things to share this week. First I need a favor. If you are here would you please stop and take a moment to pray for my friend Jen Fernando and her son Luke. He has liver cancer and is only 6 months old. They have been through so much in the last couple of weeks and they need for God to touch them in a special way. Here is some of what she wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tomorrow we go for another session of chemotherapy. This one can be done in the office, so hopefully all will go well and we will be back at home after the appointment. Then in seven more days he will have another. We are keeping a bag packed in the car for unforeseen delays. We had to hire a nanny to care for Levi in our absence. This is all part of our new normal. I catch myself looking back sometimes and thinking how simple life was before. I think about all the silly things that stressed me out or made me upset. Then I shake myself and look forward to the miracles that God is going to perform in Luke's life. We are so blessed, and take much for granted. All we can do right now is cross one hurdle at a time. I pray for the strength to make it over the next one. About every couple of days, I lose it and I sob uncontrollably. It can feel like too much and I can't stand to see my baby suffer. But once I have it out I feel a renewed strength and determination. Luke will be healed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHURCH FAMILY PLEASE PRAY! This family needs God to visit them in a special way today! God Bless and pass this on to everyone you know. There is power in prayer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2722807479087292700?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://jenfernando.blogspot.com/' title='A call for PRAYER...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2722807479087292700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2722807479087292700' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2722807479087292700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2722807479087292700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/call-for-prayer.html' title='A call for PRAYER...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/SKmuqlr90NI/AAAAAAAAACI/mEoidSwXDtQ/s72-c/Fernando_Family_Pictures_097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1118675376139927196</id><published>2008-08-11T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:13:13.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday August 7th 2008 Bro. Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Well, for me this was the night God did something for me that I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have the full revelation of. The Way Choir. They should be the WOW Choir. During their singing I just stood up and had to raise my hands in the air and give God the Glory. They sang where would I be without His Grace. Then they sang  about His GRACE. By that time I was just lost in His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt; presence. I lost all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; of who was around me and felt this electricity just buzzing all over me. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how to explain it except to tell you my whole body was buzzing like vibrating under the power of the Holy Ghost. Freeway boys were awesome. I got a chance to talk to them and hear all about what they are doing for Jesus. They are blessed and anointed singers in our fellowship. The message by Bro Jones preached about allowing the supernatural to operate was absolutely invigorating to my soul. I began to understand why God has been waking me up and talking to me about miracles and giving me dreams. I got to see old friends Bro and Sis Emory are some of my favorite people. What an outstanding job he always does leading the music. He brings back all the oldies but goodies! Good to experience the powerful moves of God with so many others. There was such a powerful atmosphere with hundreds of saints united together in worship, at one point I felt as if Jesus was walking up and down the aisles of the tent.  So inspiring to see my pastor and his wife being such an instrumental blessing to camp meeting. It was just amazing. I love camp meeting. My daughter loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; church and that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a highlight for us. My husband was touched and anointed and everything was just fabulous. I have more to share with you later. Storming the gates Part II coming soon. God Bless everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1118675376139927196?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1118675376139927196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1118675376139927196' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1118675376139927196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1118675376139927196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday-august-7th-2008-bro-jones.html' title='Thursday August 7th 2008 Bro. Jones'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3402244267830281352</id><published>2008-08-11T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:47:27.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Luke</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please everyone pray for Sis Jen's son. His name is Luke and he is 6 months old and the doctors found a large mass on his liver. He is receiving chemo therapy and is expected to recover. Please pray for my friend Jen and her family during this very difficult time. There is power in prayer. I trust God to turn this into a glorious testimony. Jen is on my miracle believers list if anyone would like to read the updates on Luke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank you family of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sis Noel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3402244267830281352?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3402244267830281352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3402244267830281352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3402244267830281352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3402244267830281352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayer-for-luke.html' title='Prayer for Luke'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-990067502163415998</id><published>2008-08-06T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:08:49.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Jesus Time TODAY not tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;We are leaving tomorrow for Santa Maria.. Yeah!!!! I talked to my mom last night and I felt much better about what I wrote about yesterday. I guess in these last days we are going to be surprised by a lot of things. The most important thing is to keep the focus on Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Life keeps moving and souls are still lost and God is still saving the lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Prayer wins the battle. God will win the war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;There is nothing prayer cant conquer. God is in control and one way or another the decision will ultimately be made by God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;You know Ive been feeling the coming of the Lord is so soon. I was raised in this and Ive heard it preached. All of it. I have never felt it deep within my soul as I have for the past couple of months. Signs and wonders are here. Nations falling apart has happened. Disasters all over the world are in effect. Our own organization has been shaken. We are living in the rapture days. I know it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;I haven't touched the surface of what I desire to do for God. I keep saying I will when we move. I will when schools starts. I will when I have more time. I will, I will..... Tomorrow... Ill start tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;I am painfully aware no one promised me tomorrow. What if tomorrow never comes? What did I do for Him? My family is lost. My friends are still lost. I realize I can do so much more. I need to figure out how to adjust my own selfish schedule to give God more of my time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Time to use me. Time to teach a bible study. Time to visit the neighbor who needs God. If I actually lived the desires in my heart you would think I was some great saint. But like faith without works I am dead. I say tomorrow Ill go see my friend and pray for her. Tomorrow Ill send out flyer's in my neighborhood for family prayer. Something Ive been wanting to do for years. Tomorrow Ill go to the church and pray for one hour every day. Tomorrow Ill be what you needed me to be yesterday Dear Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;As I sit here and sing that old song in my head, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[ Verse 1: ] Jesus said here I stand Won't you please let me in And you said I will, Tomorrow Jesus said I am he, Who supplies all your needs And you said I know But tomorrow [ Chorus: ] Oh Tomorrow, I'll give my life tomorrow I thought about today Oh but It's so much easier to say Tomorrow, Who promised you tomorrow, Better choose the lord today For tomorrow very well might be today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[ Bridge: ] And who said, your tomorrow would ever come for you... Still you laughed and played and continued on to say [ Break: ] Tomorrow Forget about tomorrow Won't you give your life today Oh PLEASE Don't just turn and walk away Tomorrow, Tomorrow is not promised Don't let this moment slip away Oh, Your tomorrow could could very well begin TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord please give me a few more tomorrows. There are so many I want to take with me. Forgive me for being selfish with my time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;We are not promised tomorrow so do it today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Watch the video of this song to the right top of my blog. I pray it touches your soul as it does mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-990067502163415998?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/990067502163415998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=990067502163415998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/990067502163415998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/990067502163415998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-jesus-time-today-not-tomorrow.html' title='Its Jesus Time TODAY not tomorrow!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-7557008235937291704</id><published>2008-07-28T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T16:19:01.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a presser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday was a "great" service! Now I understand why God woke me up and spoke to me about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;murky&lt;/span&gt; waters and blocked vessels. Sunday morning I was standing in front of the mirror getting ready for church and I started to think about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt; and how my husband told me we should pray for them and how our prayers would be more blessed when we prayed for the people of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt;. I was thinking about that and I told God I wanted to hear someone preach about that and help me to have a better understanding about why we need to pray for them and what difference I could make.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; you know pastor teaches about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt; and how they are in danger of being wiped off the face of the map thus giving me a vivid understanding of why I should pray for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt; and more specifically how to pray for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I write this today sitting here in amazement how personal my God is to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the odds I would ask something like that and get the answer directly from God the very same day. This has been happening a lot. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then this pastor who came preaches to me about the very same thing God has been dealing with me about. Everything falls into place. Although I know God is able to do far above all I can think or ask it is still amazing to me how He makes it so personal for me. Sometimes I look for words to describe my love and appreciation I have for the Lord and I cant even begin to tell you. There are no words to express my heart full of thankfulness of who He is to me. He has given me an opportunity to live and tell others He is a MIGHTY HEALER, A GREAT DELIVERER, A HEART RESTORER, A SOUND MIND GIVER, AN EXCELLENT SOURCE OF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;STRENGTH&lt;/span&gt; and the Endless PROVIDER of POWER! I could go on and on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to the alter and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; realize I was holding on to some bitterness of my own. I honestly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know it was there until I went up to the alter and I asked God to search the secret places in my heart and cleanse and wash them in His blood. When the preacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; his hands on me and prayed for God to heal me God revealed to me I was holding on to some bitterness in my past and He was healing me from it. I thank God for that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The heart is wicked and deceitful who shall know it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then God asked me if I would press for Him? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; fully understand and he began to explain to me there are prayers of a presser that can push through the walls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt; builds against things or people. I quickly said yes and God spoke again and said "Noel" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; just say yes, I am asking for a commitment from you this day. A commitment to be a presser in prayer. It takes a lot more than you think to press through. You will be pressing through for the church the city for My will to be done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought about how sometimes I can be praying so hard and I get tired and God reminded me it would be when I am tired is when he would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;expect&lt;/span&gt; me to press through. Press through the pain and the struggle. PRESS IN PRAYER. To push against the heaviness. Press until I can breakthrough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shared this with everyone who reads my blog because I need your prayers. I need you to pray God will move my family closer to the church. I have to get to the church more if I am going to be able to make this commitment. I need your prayers because on my own I wont be able to do it. I want to do this but I need the commitment in my heart. Please pray God will help me to commit my time to Him in prayer to press through to whatever He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; of me. Please keep me in your prayers while I allow God to prepare my heart for this journey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My husband just called me and his boss gave Him time off to go to camp meeting!! Miracle! My boss also gave me time off. Neither one of us has vacation. I prayed for God to make a way and He did!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why My Jesus is so very good to us I will never understand it. Every day it gets sweeter and sweeter to know Him. Lord I love you with all my heart and soul. Help me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;commit&lt;/span&gt; myself in prayer as you have asked of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for healing my heart and for making my bitter waters sweet. Let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Cordova's&lt;/span&gt; be a well of Your sweet living water that when they come we can offer them the water of life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make me the presser in prayer You want me to be. I surrender...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-7557008235937291704?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7557008235937291704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=7557008235937291704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7557008235937291704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/7557008235937291704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/looking-for-presser.html' title='Looking for a presser'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-4588513236795448474</id><published>2008-07-26T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:43:45.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead me to a Miracle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I made my little plans for my day. My daughter was all set to meet with grandpa over breakfast and then go back for her yearly vacation up &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;north&lt;/span&gt; with her horses and grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Husband at work for the day. I had errands, wash and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;leisure&lt;/span&gt; time on my mind. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; often get the day to myself so I was a little excited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to admit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So we all get in the car prepared to drop off my hubby and my favorite girl. We got about 2 miles down the road and there goes Marvin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sapp&lt;/span&gt; with his "Never would of made it" I can feel the tears coming on. I could feel the stirring begin to stir. There I went as we drove down the road as the burden unfolded itself to me I began to cry and speak in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tongues&lt;/span&gt;. My husband just put his arm around me and prayed quietly as I kept driving. My daughter just stayed quiet as she has experienced this before. I just kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;interceding&lt;/span&gt; for whoever or whatever and then it became clear in my mind who God had put on my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I knew I had to go as God spoke to my heart to visit this friend of mine. I told my husband I had a change of plans and I had to go to San Jose and see my friend. He knew I was on a mission but asked who and why. I told him what God had given me and asked him to pray for me. He told me to go on and he would be praying. I thank God for my husband who understands what is happening to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I got there and just tried to stay sensitive. I followed where the Lord lead and when I got to where God wanted me to be it was somewhere I had never been, praying for a girl named Katrina I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even know. I took my friend with me and met another old friend of ours who introduced us to Katrina who was obviously a friend of God.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; AMAZING!!!! Just amazing how God works. Its not about us. Its all about Him. He turned my whole day around for His will. I am so honored He invited me to spend the day with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The laundry still got done and my errands waited and I got to spend the day with Jesus!! His agenda was so much more exciting than mine!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Katina was excited that God had sent strangers from far and near to tell her He loved her and He had special plans for her life. I got to hear part of her testimony. The rest is yet to come. She has been delivered from drugs and alcohol and God has begun to heal this recently divorced 22 yr. old single mom and precious young woman's life. She was battling with condemnation and God sent us to pray for her and tell her that there is no sin to great for God to forgive. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what all Jesus did for her, but I can tell you she knows now God is on her side. I had to share this miracle with you. We never know why God sends us and where we may end up sometimes but if you will just follow the leading of the Lord miracles will follow. Katrina could of been one step away from falling back into the pit where God had drug her out of? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know. I might never know. He knows and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all that matters. Lead me Lord and I will follow. Lead me Lord and I will go. You have called me and I WILL ANSWER..Lead me Lord and I will go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;OHHH OHHH I almost forgot, on the way up there the weather was of course perfect but around noon it was just yucky hot. I LOVE salinas weather. I think thats about all I love about salinas. Anyway, I was leaving around 3:00pm and I knew there would be major traffic from the garlic festival and our air conditioner has been on the fritz! Well I got into our black hoter than h-e double hocky stix car and just for fun turned the air conditioner switch to on and lo and behold it worked!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I got to drive home in the traffic cool as a cucumber! HA! In your face devil!!! lol It still works to. Just in time for camp meeting heat! Dont tell me my God is not good! He is Good ALL THE TIME! 2 miracles in one day!!!!!! I WILL SAY YES LORD. To your will and to your ways. Man I love my JESUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-4588513236795448474?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4588513236795448474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=4588513236795448474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4588513236795448474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4588513236795448474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/lead-me-to-miracle.html' title='Lead me to a Miracle!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1820803463051086101</id><published>2008-07-21T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:30:43.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up! Get up and Stand up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;It's 5am and Jesus is calling. I love when the Lord wakes me up to pray, but when I go back to sleep I would rather die than get out of the bed at 7am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;I am dog tired. (whatever that means) Pastor preached about a casual deadly spirit. I thought a lot about what he said yesterday and went to bed with a heavy heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;God woke me up and I started to pray for Bro. Hurst and our ministry every aspect of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;God started talking to me about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;murky&lt;/span&gt; waters. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure what it all meant but, here goes... He said to me "What does darkness have to do with light?" "How can I flow through a blocked vessel?" God is holy just like pastor said. Random thoughts began to flood my mind. We are all riders going into this spiritual battle. I felt like the church has its hand on one reign and whatever our vice is has the other. Hollywood or whatever spirit we allow into our lives. The spirit of casualness. God needs us to allow Him to have both hands on the reigns. When we go into battle, we cant be distracted or sidetracked. You have to be focused and prepared. Battle is not a casual thing. If you are not prepared you will not make it out alive! You will die in the desert. My own personal experience when I allow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hollywood&lt;/span&gt; to influence my family because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; spiritually lazy costs me to have to fight harder to keep what God has for us. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to have to chase the devil out of my house every day because I invite him in every day when I hit the "on" button on the remote of a TV. I heard a preacher say "Sure there are a lot of good and decent things on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, but why are you going to dig through the garbage to find something good to eat?" That has always stuck with me. For me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and video are the biggest robbers of our time. Time that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; invite Jesus to spend with us and no matter what excuse I try to make nothing about it edifies God. Hummmm??? Rapture happens Im occupied entertaining my flesh do I go or do I stay? I dont want to half to wonder. I know I want to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;I thought about how careful Pastor was dealing with certain issues and something rose up inside of me and I said to my husband my pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have to make it comfortable for us to grace the pew. It is an honor and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to be where we are. When did we arrive at this place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pentecost&lt;/span&gt; when we got to pick and chose what standard we were going to accept from the man of God? He is there to lead and guide our souls to heaven. If it takes him to tell us chuck your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; because its polluting your soul then so be it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;Id rather him offend my spirit for a moment and allow me to pray through than spend eternity in hell and let it slide. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; offend someone but you know what I am so stirred up in my spirit to stand up and say we are not going to slide by into the kingdom of God. We are not going to get to heaven doing it half way or by what feels comfortable to us. Even if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; agree with every standard obedience is better than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;. My God there are people dying in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; lands preaching the word of God who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even have a paper to read let alone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. They have nothing but God. There are missionaries that give up everything including their lives sometimes to do the work of God. The people they pastor would do anything to be saved and we complain or murmur about all the things we cant do. I know there are certain men that dictate and God is a God of love but, God is also a God of holiness and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;righteousness&lt;/span&gt;. Its not about us, its about Him. God help me to get a submissive spirit to whatever standard You give. Help me to welcome whatever direction God gives to guide my soul. Help me to desire a higher standard for my family that draws us closer to You Lord. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; let me be like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;chameleon&lt;/span&gt; of this world and desire to blend in to fit in. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; mean to sound preachy. Something just got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;a hold&lt;/span&gt; of me and I just needed to write it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;Thank you Pastor for standing up and drawing a line in the sand. I want to stand behind you so when the waves come I wont be swept away. STAND FOR SOMETHING OR YOU WILL FALL FOR EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1820803463051086101?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1820803463051086101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1820803463051086101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1820803463051086101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1820803463051086101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/wake-up-get-up-and-stand-up.html' title='Wake up! Get up and Stand up!'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-1360969210058523390</id><published>2008-07-18T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:12:27.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;Happy Medium??? Who ever gets that? Feast or famine. Hard or soft. Up or down. Right or get left right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; how it is most of the time for me. Faith or forget it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes that happy medium seems unreachable. Ive never been one of those middle of the road people. You will get ran over if you stand there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;All or nothing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not one to want to see the gray area . Black or white. It is what it is so move forward! Be a sinner burn in hell. Live for God be sold out and we get to hear those longed for words "Welcome in my good and faithful servant"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;I think I might need to pray for balance huh? Hot or Cold. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what I want to be on fire for Jesus. Sold out!!! Its like I want my inner switch to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt; turned on. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want anyone or anything to be able to flip my switch off. The light so to speak to continually burn. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to settle for happy medium, I want it all. All that Jesus will give me. The greatest desire than I have ever imagined I could have. The most anointed church and choir and youth group and outreach ministries in our church. We have these awesome moves of God and they are so precious and I feel blessed, but there is so much more. That is only the surface of what God has to show us. We have the ability to tap into such a supernatural atmosphere it would blow our minds. I want to experience higher heights and deeper depths in my personal relationship with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;I have such a long way to go and God only knows if I can ever get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;There is a message by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JW&lt;/span&gt; Garrison called "Selling Out" I wonder what it could be like to have a church full of sold out people. When the pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have to fight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the carnality to get us not to be distracted by the impressions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hollywood&lt;/span&gt; tainted in our minds. When the music leaders &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have to push to get through the flesh of our casual spirits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;I long for that in my soul. Yet I am guilty of being distracted or being spiritually lazy. I want to discover the path that leads to being sold out. Where nothing else matters but Jesus. I know I first have to nail myself to the cross. OUCH... There is a price to pay. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just thinking out loud here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;Lord tell me what it takes to be sold out because I know its so much more than what I think....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-1360969210058523390?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1360969210058523390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=1360969210058523390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1360969210058523390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/1360969210058523390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-valley-of-decision.html' title='Selling Out'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-6338600922893819972</id><published>2008-07-15T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:26:47.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Cross is our Crown</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well my glory cloud has burst. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; headed back down to the valley. It was a great and awesome trip. It always amazes me how those closest to you are so eager to escort you to the valley. Bro. Nathaniel preached a message on Sunday, " Does the devil know your name?" It feels like he recites mine in his sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I realize God allowed me to learn something new and powerful to keep me when my storm comes. Tried by the fire to come out as pure gold. That reminds me of the tea cup story. The fire can get so hot it seems unbearable and the molding of our clay can be so uncomfortable. Back to the potter's wheel. I have to broken again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;We are at our best when we are broken. Being broken is such a hard place to reach and such a painful process. Its hard to see the outcome is beauty. I remember telling a pastor friend of mine one time " Your cross is your crown" He smiled at me and said "Sis Noel I cant wait for that crown this cross is killing me.." I often prayed for Him and His wife and I still do. I always thought about the crosses we all carry. Especially the ministry. I know it seems from the outside looking in so picture perfect but I know from the burdens God has placed upon me their crosses our much bigger and heavier. To much given, much is required. It is so important to pray for your pastor and his wife and their children. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what they go through to be who they are. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure why I am saying this, but God changed my venue half page down. Our ministry pays the highest price to get what we benefit from in the kingdom of God. They experience the hardest struggles and deepest attacks of the enemy. If the devil can get them to compromise or get depressed how can they effectively lead the body? We can only have great revival if first revival is ignited in the heart of the ministry. Miracles and the supernatural can only dwell in the midst of a pastor who God has breathed the gift of FAITH on first. How did I arrive here? OK Lord, Your words not mine. I feel to encourage everyone who reads this to pray a little more for your pastor and his wife today. Go a little deeper, reach a little higher for them. Pray and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;intercede&lt;/span&gt; for their children. Those children fight harder than any children to keep the blessings of God on their life. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; of the whole church is huge. I think about how I worry and pray so hard just to keep my own little family saved, IMAGINE the responsibility of the man of God. The responsibility for all of our SOULS... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; imagine. I think sometimes I take for granted our ministry as a whole, how much they put into us. How high the cost is for them to pay. They need our prayers and support and unconditional love. They may &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappoint&lt;/span&gt; you because they are human. But they are who God appointed to be over us. Our umbrella from the rain. There is safety there. They are our spiritual leaders, sometimes its difficult to keep up the image, but thank God they do!! I never had to see Sis Nelson lose her composure or be a hypocrite. She always was a faithful, steadfast, dependable christian example, who never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wavered&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure at home her children got to see a side of her we never did. I thank God for that. Because there are times I know she was going through hell on earth or suffering through one of the many trials in her walk with God, but she was there with a smile, with a praise, with love for the people. How could she do that if there were not saints of God holding her up in prayer? That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; come naturally. Believe it!! Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why I said all this. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not trying to make brownie points I just have such a love and burden for our ministry. That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; come naturally. I thank God for the love and respect He gave me for them. God puts them on my heart. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; do it on my own if He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;. Pray like you never have for those who lead you. God will do a work like we have never seen in these last days. They are going to need a supernatural &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; to save our cities and birth a mighty revival. So pray saints of God and get ready for battle. God is coming soon and we need to ready! Our ministry goes before us that is why we must pray for them the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-6338600922893819972?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6338600922893819972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=6338600922893819972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6338600922893819972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/6338600922893819972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/feast-or-famine.html' title='Our Cross is our Crown'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-8173484060857920059</id><published>2008-07-10T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T15:59:51.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me the Heart of David...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I could put into words how I feel inside my heart. I have been walking around in this glory cloud bursting with FAITH. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to do with it all. Mostly because it's something I have never experienced and I lack understanding. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It feels like I have tapped into this incredible power but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure quite what to do with it. I know God is allowing me to experience this and I am just trying to hard to figure it out. The supernatural and the miraculous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make sense. Not to any of us ever. I feel so honored just to feel what I do. I have been crying on and off for a few weeks. I feel God's presence so close to me. Closer than ever before. The thing that touches me the most is there is no one who deserves it less than me. I guess the biggest thing I struggle with is trying to figure out why God would invest such an awesome revelation of anything to me?? (Blows my mind.. ) I know there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; anyone worthy. It still amazes me He even knows my name after all I have put Him through He just blots out my past with His Grace and tender Mercy every day. I guess I should just stop trying to figure out the King of Kings and Lord of Lords because He is just beyond my comprehension. I am just going to have to learn to accept the reality that He used a donkey why not me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Yes I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;esteem&lt;/span&gt; myself higher than a donkey. Not by much!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; :) He used the foolishness of preaching to confound the wise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; He is on the throne. I just want to thank you Lord for the blessings that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even deserve. I serve a mighty Big God who loves us beyond who we are and sees the potential of who we can be in Him. I am so richly blessed. I feel so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; to have this great truth and honor and serve Him with great joy! He deserves all the GLORY and all the PRAISE all the time.. I am so in awe of who my Savior &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reveals&lt;/span&gt; Himself to be to me in my life. What an opportunity He has given me to be a vessel to be used for whatever and whenever He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chooses&lt;/span&gt; me to be His Hands or His Feet or His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mouthpiece&lt;/span&gt;. Ill never understand what He sees in me, but I sure am thankful that I know Jesus Loves me. That means everything to me.. I only pray I would be pleasing in His sight. I will fall short most of the time, but I want to have a heart after the Heart of God. That is my desire today... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-8173484060857920059?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8173484060857920059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=8173484060857920059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8173484060857920059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8173484060857920059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/confirmation.html' title='Give me the Heart of David...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-3801582315049743479</id><published>2008-07-07T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:13:24.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I went to LA over the weekend with my best friend. We went to Church in Lancaster. What a move of God we had. I missed our church service. I heard they had a move of God as well. :) My best friend is dating the music minister of that church. He asked us to sing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He sings as well. We sang that old song "We are standing on Holy Ground" They know the verses to it. We started to sing and the anointing started to fall. The pastor's wife just started weeping and everyone started weeping. We all started speaking in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tongues&lt;/span&gt; and the healing power of God came down into that place and began to minister. It was so powerful! I have often experienced this wave of powerful anointing when it flows through a congregation. I love it.. When we went to lunch with Bro George and another saint they said they had never had an a move of God like that in their church. I was shocked and thought my God I am so blessed. The church I come from and the one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in now often have these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt; visitations. I realized how I take for granted something so precious and rare to some people. To have the anointing of God dwell in the church and have demonstrations of the power of God in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dimension&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; not a normal every day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt;. We are so spoiled by our Jesus. I sit here and think what is point of going to church if you are not going to have a move of God or feel His anointing?? There are churches everywhere who do not experience God like this on a regular basis. I never realized that. We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; extremely blessed. I need to covet this honor God has given to us. He has allowed us to be in His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt; presence standing on Holy Ground with angels all around. What a beautiful place to stand. Thank you Lord for coming to church with us and allowing us to minister to this church and be used to usher in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt; visitation of His healing power... Let us praise Jesus now... For we are standing in His presence on Holy Ground!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-3801582315049743479?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3801582315049743479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=3801582315049743479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3801582315049743479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/3801582315049743479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/holy-ground.html' title='Holy Ground'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-8839203054681157210</id><published>2008-07-03T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:22:51.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK A BYE BABY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I read a story that touched my heart today and it reminded me of a story of my own. Since my daughter Analycia was tiny I would rock her and tell her I would rock her like a baby til she was 18. Its one of our little things. I read that book "Love you Forever" It is a childrens story that made me cry like a baby. If you have never read it, get it! It is a treasure. You will understand my story better to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;About once a week or at least every two weeks my daughter will crawl up in my lap and tell me to rock her like a baby. I do. We both love it for different reasons. The other day I was so tired and she comes running into the room and proceeds to wiggle her way into my lap and I said, "Honey Im so tired not right now, in a few minutes, let me take a shower" She looked up at me as tenderly as she does and says, "But mommy you said you would rock me like a baby til I was 18?" Dont you know I rocked that baby 7 year old until she got her fix of me and moved on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She melts my heart every time that girl. Then I thought about how Im not gona be able to rock her much longer like that because when she is 12 Im sure she will have a whole new perspective on being rocked by mommy. Lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im glad I stoped for the 2 minutes to meet her need and give me a fresh perspective on how every little rock counts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-8839203054681157210?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8839203054681157210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=8839203054681157210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8839203054681157210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/8839203054681157210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/rock-bye-baby.html' title='ROCK A BYE BABY...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-373396255318722237</id><published>2008-07-03T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:04:56.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Top moments of glory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bro Winslow is coming on the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Thursday and Friday I will be there to witness the miracles of God. He will be in San Jose at Pastor Nelsons church..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; very excited although I feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;camp meeting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I go to my own church. I remember growing up in Bro Nelson's church and my pastor now would come and preach. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; telling you Pastor Hurst would tear up jack.. Poor Jack. Man if you have never heard the message about Benji or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;guacamole&lt;/span&gt; message, Brother you have missed out. We have a revival, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;camp meeting,&lt;/span&gt; general conference, because of the times, preacher for a pastor!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; be jealous its a sin!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I just have to say I have not been so excited to live for God in a long time if ever this excited. I have this "huge" expectancy of great things to happen. I know we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; always live on top of the mountain, but I made it up there today. Everything is so beautiful up here. The presence of God is so close to me up here. I am enjoying my moments of glory and wonder. God is just so awesome to me. Words could never explain how He makes me feel. Ill be back down to the valley again and I appreciate those trips as well because its where I learn and grow. I have to say though I am enjoying this peak for a season. I can just stand still and let God be everything He is to me. I feel so blessed. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; to know the Lord. My road has been long and hard and sometimes turbulent. These times of rest for my soul are priceless and precious to me. Its almost like being at the foot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Calvary&lt;/span&gt;. I feel like I can ask God for anything and He would do it. God I pray you would place your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt; favor on my family and my church in Jesus name.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; my prayer today.. For all of you reading this wanting to pop my glory cloud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; worry Ill be back down to the valley in no time. These mountain top experiences are few and far between for me so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to enjoy every second while I can. THANK YOU JESUS for the mountain top experiences and the valleys. I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-373396255318722237?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/373396255318722237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=373396255318722237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/373396255318722237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/373396255318722237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/mountain-top-moments-of-glory.html' title='Mountain Top moments of glory...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-4584793483495293775</id><published>2008-07-02T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:15:39.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for you... Ill pray for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I was praying on the way to work this morning. I realized it is so important to pray for ourselves. Something had brought back some bad memories and it made me remember what God had brought me from and I prayed " God never let me forget" I would rather God take my life than ever allow me to fall back into where I was. God delivered me from such sin. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; amazing. Sometimes we have to pray for ourselves. God keep me in the hour of temptation. Hold me when I feel weak. Protect me from all I cannot see or hear. Hold my hand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the hard times. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Guard&lt;/span&gt; me from the enemy of my soul. My greatest prayer is " Lord let me not be deceived" "Let me not deceive my own self" I want to stay on the right path. I want to be pleasing in His sight. I need to pray for me because I need to keep a right spirit. I need to pray for me because I need His grace to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sufficient&lt;/span&gt; in my life. I need to pray for me because I need to reflect the love of Jesus to others. I need to pray for me because I need Him the most. Before I can love my husband as a christian wife needs to love her husband. Before I can love my child and be the christian example I desire to be. Before I can be a good saint and do the work of God. I have to pray for me. I need His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;. I need His power. I need His faith. I need His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;guidance&lt;/span&gt;. I need to pray that I make it everyday so that I can pray for others who need God to. I wrote this because I realized I am always praying about everyone and everything else and not enough for my own self. I felt a check in the Holy Ghost today about that. I felt a danger in forgetting about myself. Praying for others and issues of life is important and needed, but not more important than my own soul. I have to make it first. Then I can be strong for everyone and everything else. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; forget to pray for yourself today! You are important! God needs you to pray for you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-4584793483495293775?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4584793483495293775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=4584793483495293775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4584793483495293775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/4584793483495293775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/pray-for-you-ill-pray-for-me.html' title='Pray for you... Ill pray for me...'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2206379840759849807</id><published>2008-07-01T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:41:29.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNE 29TH2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My daughter got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;baptized&lt;/span&gt; today. About 15 of my family members came. Our close friends also attended. It was the first time a couple of them had ever been to a pentecostal church. Everyone enjoyed hearing Bro. Hurst. I was a little nervous but after awhile I said to myself, "Thank God they are hearing the truth from someone besides myself."&lt;br /&gt;My daughter looked like an angel. She is so beautiful. My pastor prayed over her before he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baptized&lt;/span&gt; her and that meant a lot to me. Now I just need everyone to pray she gets the holy ghost very soon. It is because of my daughter that I am even in church today. I had left for awhile and I told myself there is no way I can raise this little girl without the hand of God on her life. I need God even if it is for her to be saved. She saved my life from being totally shattered. There is not a day that goes by I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; thank God for her. My prayer is that God will help me to be the christian example she needs me to be. One of my greatest desires is to have her covet my prayers as I do my mothers. My mother may have made a lot of mistakes with us growing up, but if there was anything I knew for sure is she could pray and when she prayed things would happen. I thank God that He allowed me the desire to pray like my mother. I know God has a special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anointing&lt;/span&gt; on my mothers prayers just like Bro. Winslow said. I cherish her prayers and one day I want my daughter to cherish mine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad I know Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2206379840759849807?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2206379840759849807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2206379840759849807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2206379840759849807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2206379840759849807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/07/june-29th2008.html' title='JUNE 29TH2008'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-210039234515169484</id><published>2008-06-27T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:24:13.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do your words breed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Robert Louis Stevenson: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There is so much good in the worst of us. There is so much bad in the best of us. It behooves all of us not to talk about the rest of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I loved that.. I read it on someone e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lse's&lt;/span&gt; blog thus inspiring me to write about something that often causes us to fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;There is always someone who has to waste air on non-productive conversation. It is sad but true when there is so much good to talk about we reduce ourselves to breed harm upon other with our words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;We stand in judgement of someone. We give our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt; opinion. Worse we just open our mouth and wound our brother and our sister without reason or cause. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;If we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stoped&lt;/span&gt; and thought about the effect of our words on other's, would it stop you? Gossip and rumors or repeating someones past which is under the blood is not only a sin, but a place I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to stand in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Lord let me see the good and see past the fault and see the need. That is my prayer. It brings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt; to my eyes when I think about the things people have repeated or said that caused my brother or my sister pain, suffering, wounds and worst of all bitterness to be born in their hearts. Bitterness kills souls. Only God can heal the wounds of bitterness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;It can take years to repair the damage your mouth created in one minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I pray when you read this if you have been a victim of harsh words by anyone the best thing you can do is forgive them. It is the hardest thing to do. In the word it says to pray for them that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spitefully&lt;/span&gt; use you and speak all manner of evil against you. PRAYER WORKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Ive done it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; lose your salvation or let someone rob you of your salvation over bitterness. God's good to you, far out weighs any hurtful words anyone could have ever spoken about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Remember, its all about you and Jesus. Let people talk. They always will. Sing with me, Be careful little mouth what you say, be careful little mouth what you say, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; a Father up above looking down with tender love, so be careful little mouth what you say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;The next time you go to waste air by polluting it with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;poisen&lt;/span&gt; about someone else, do us all a favor and save your breath!!! Use your words to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;encourage&lt;/span&gt; and uplift not to tear down. Speak peace, love, kindness and hope. Lord when I open my mouth let it be You that they hear. Let your words breed life not death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-210039234515169484?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/210039234515169484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=210039234515169484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/210039234515169484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/210039234515169484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-do-your-words-breed.html' title='What do your words breed?'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-2999184530276931036</id><published>2008-06-26T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:34:53.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIRACLE DREAM</title><content type='html'>Sooooooo, I had a dream the other night. Before I went to sleep I gave God a minuit challenge. I asked him to let me hear a piano and music in my sleep. God had been dealing with me for a good week about faith. I told God in my ignorance. You can do ANYTHING right??? Well I want to hear music Ive never heard while I dream.. lol God must laugh at me sometimes. I go to sleep and dream of this lady sitting on a bench with no legs. I turned around as if to avoid her. I felt this surge of the Holy Ghost. I was thinking in my mind in the dream, I should tell this lady God is going to heal her. I wanted to lay hands on her, but I was afraid nothing would happen. I wanted to tell her God could make her walk again, but I didn't want to sound crazy. Then I just told myself, HEY you have nothing to lose and she has everything to gain. Just say it... I turned around to tell her God could heal her and she already had legs!!!!! I was speechless... Then around the corner in the next room was a church service going on and I knew in my dream I was supposed to tell the people about what God had just done and tell everyone there God still heals. I realized then in the middle of my dream I was dreaming and I knew I could do it because I could do ANYTHING in my dream. Fear left me and I went up to the pulpit and I couldn't speak English. I just started speaking in tongues. Then all of the sudden Everyone started singing with me a song I had never heard before. The keyboard and music just like I asked God to do for me, As if He couldn't.. I woke up just in a state of awe. I don't know what God is preparing me for, but I'm so excited and nervous all at the same time. Can you imagine being able to see a miracle in front of your eyes. I know a lot of people have. I haven't and I feel so awesomely blessed to know God is going to allow me to be a part of something supernatural that people aren't going to believe. I am so small. he is so GREAT... So POWERFUL... Dare to believe God for the miraculous.. He will rise to the occasion. FAITH MOTIVATES THE MIRACLE!!!!Get some!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-2999184530276931036?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2999184530276931036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=2999184530276931036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2999184530276931036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/2999184530276931036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/06/miracle-dream.html' title='MIRACLE DREAM'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268935252151836660.post-5857868287086775735</id><published>2008-06-13T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T15:22:18.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH, FAITH, FAITH JUST A LITTLE BIT OF FAITH..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;YOU &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; NEED A WHOLE LOT, JUST USE WHAT YOU GOT. FAITH, FAITH, FAITH, JUST A LITTLE BIT OF FAITH. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;THAT'S&lt;/span&gt; WHAT THE SONG SAYS. I WONDER IF WE COULD GRASP THE SIMPLICITY OF THIS POWERFUL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PHENOMENON&lt;/span&gt;? WE SURELY  WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO COMPREHEND IT. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; TALKING ABOUT A MIRACLE OF HEALING. A MIRACLE OF ANYTHING. ONE THING I KNOW FOR SURE IS MIRACLES ARE FUELED BY FAITH. THEY CANT HAPPEN WITHOUT BEING FIRST MOTIVATED TO MOVE BY FAITH. TELL ME WHAT FAITH IS TO YOU? THINK ABOUT IT, A GRAIN OF A MUSTARD SEED. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;THAT'S&lt;/span&gt; ALL WE NEED. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;THAT'S&lt;/span&gt; WHAT THE BOOK SAYS. THE BIBLE. THE MANUAL OF LIFE. TAKE A LOOK AT A MUSTARD SEED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4268935252151836660-5857868287086775735?l=faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5857868287086775735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4268935252151836660&amp;postID=5857868287086775735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5857868287086775735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4268935252151836660/posts/default/5857868287086775735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithmotivatesmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/06/faith-faith-faith-just-little-bit-of.html' title='FAITH, FAITH, FAITH JUST A LITTLE BIT OF FAITH..'/><author><name>Faith Motivates Miracles!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897329612960586692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUMiey1-pUs/TE34VACdh0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wkAGvaAJ0ys/S220/beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
