IMPOTENCY


Here are Websters dictionary’s meaning for these words. This essay is not so much about impotency in a once viral man, but God’s people, the church of Christ.  Are the following accurate, descriptive adjectives of your church…your life?

Impotent:

1.

not potent; lacking power or ability.
2.

utterly unable (to do something).
3.

without force or effectiveness.
4.

lacking bodily strength or physically helpless.
5.

(of a male) unable to attain or sustain a penile erection.

Benign:  a condition that is harmless.  not malignant; self-limiting.

Malignant:  very dangerous or harmful

My husband and I spend a good part of the morning discussing revelations he received from God while driving home late last night from a double shift at work. Though he was fatigued and mentality paralyzed, the double-edged sword of the Holy Spirit cut through his daze. I rejoiced in my spirit that in spite of all his malaise, he was receptive to God’s urgent grief for communion with his busy and very distracted people. God was answering my intercessory prayer for my husband to be alert and listening to God’s still small voice.

Mark reiterated various preachers and friends saying they believed the internet would be cut off as well as the means of TV and broadcasting. An anger like a defensive mother lion boiled within me and I remarked,

“How is it that that RODE VS WADE law was shoved  upon the American people, evolution is now the creed in our schools,  (while prayer was taken out…and very easily at that), Jesus name can’t be mentioned in prayer by Navy chaplains and our constitutional liberties are slowly being taken!

I went down to attend a chore in the laundry room, then came back to the kitchen. Hubby had slipped off to the bathroom. Holy Spirit spoke to me and I had a spiritual conniption!

God showed my how His people, the church had succumbed to being an impotent church.  We have become weak, powerless and the kingdom of Hell has mowed us down as easily as a lawn mower over new grass. Satan’s children have aggressively pushed until they’ve pushed over our flimsy walls of watered down doctrine, ungodly, compromised living and prosperity pastors and teachers!.

We are no longer a spiritually malignant people with overcoming strength and power, but a weak flimsy minority whom world rejects and disrespects.

Back in the old testament, The foreign and pagan nations knew of the famous reputation of God’s deliverance of the Israelites and their exodus from Egyptian captivity. As Joshua prepared the great men for battle,  their hearts melted!

This week, I battled in intercessory prayer withe several brothers and sisters in the faith who had been under great spiritual duress. As I cast and bound the spirits in high principalities ans spoke power and victory over my friends, I could feel God’s power imbue them. Oh, the glory of victory in spiritual warfare in the power of the Holy Spirit!

I told my husband that I had been imprisoned and violently abused. I was helpless and overcome for decades from girlhood to a married woman bound to a demon-possessed husband.  I realize now, that God wanted me to taste of such a  devastating and cruel existence so I could see the difference between being powerless and imprisoned and free and victorious in Christ. I will never again lay down impotent and let the enemy just mow me down. There’s gonna be a bloodbath and it won’t be me with the split blood!

Though I wear many battle scars from my attacks, I’m proud that I look to the scars of my Savior who transcended hell, death, sickness and captivity.

Lisa Bevill shared an amazing story of her love for the beautiful, wild land of Africa. Her favorite pastime was watching lion prides in the wild, particularly mother lions. In one of her visits, she watched  a mother lion attending her young cubs. Even when the mother was tired from her cubs feeding, her eyes and ears were super sensitive to every sound or threat of danger. She said that the mother lion was alert and highly dangerous and any predator would be savagely torn apart if they came near her cubs!

That is how the church must be…alert and dangerous.

I told my husband,  that I was not about to once again lay impotent and benign as the evil infidel men in high positions took away all our rights and tools to spread the gospel.  King Hezekiah refused to accept the prophet Isaiah’s announcement  God said,

“Set your house in order for you will die”. He wept, repented and believed, in God’s mercy and he got it. God answered his faith by giving him fifteen extra years.

Everyone can go ahead and accept America;s demise, but I will not…not on my watch. I will continue to compel my brothers and sisters, prayer warriors to fight for our spiritual rights that were so bravely fought for by our military and that was paid for with such a high price. Our forefathers would turn in their graves if they beheld what we have succumbed to as a people.

The church must get serious and start today to be a malignant spiritual tumor that is eating the very insides of the kingdom of hell. We must be like that mother lion, alert and highly dangerous, where when we oppose and bind in the authority of Jesus the evils in high places. We are destined to win. Christ has called us to  occupy and to prevail.

Today is the day of Salvation and victory, so let us put on our spiritual armor and our heavenly ammunition. Out battle is not with tanks, machine guns and bunker bombers, but on our knees with a repentant heart.

Let us prepare for battle… today!

LIBRARY GAMES that TEACH CHILDREN to MURDER and MAIM


As I sat at the computer at the library, my eyes happened to fall upon the computer screen of the little boy sitting next to me. He looked to be about  6 years old was infatuated by his game. Curious, I checked out what he was playing and was shocked to see a cartoon human figure hanging from a noose. The little boy hacked away  at first one arm, then a leg. My stomach lurched and I turned my attention to the blog I was composing. After about ten minutes, I looked to see that the little boy had progressed to working on severing the mannequin’s head from the body!

Something within me stirred and I turned to the little boy,

“Wow, what is that you’re doing, little boy? Would Jesus like to see you doing that?”

“No,” answered the little boy.

“What is that game you’re playing?”

“The torture game.”

That was it. I had to say something or I would be sick.  What made this  youngster an aficionado of such  heinous entertainment?

He turned back to his game very nonchalantly as my mind raced with images of grown up men who were now serial killers. The next time I glanced at the boy’s progress, the head was almost completely off and blood was  splashing in every direction. I could not believe what my eyes were seeing!

How a child’s world changed had changed.

I had to say something and asked the little boy where his parents were. I got up to walk to the librarian counter as the boy followed me nervously.

I cleared my throat and faced the librarian.

“I’m very concerned about this little boy here. He is playing a very violent game and I’m wondering where his parents are? My husband and I pay very high taxes to support this library and I’m not happy about the games you have here for the children.”

Her eyes widened as the little boy led us to his father who was standing by a shelf looking at a book.

“Sir, this young lady here says she is very concerned about the game your little boy was playing at his computer….” Before she could continue, the man exploded in rage.

“What my children play and do is no ones G… damn business!”

“Excuse me sir, but God has wonderful plans for this little one and learning to decapitate is not one of them!”I asserted.

Oh, yeah?” he screamed, waving his hand  towards the foyer. “Well, why don’t you come outside and we’ll talk about it?”

The man’s eyes bulged out and I could see the veins standing in his neck. He was a time bomb and I was going nowhere with such a lunatic.

“Come on now!” he barreled towards the lobby.

“I’m not going anywhere with you, especially without my husband who is my Godly covering. We can get a policemen here to protect me, but I’m not going anywhere with you.”

It was touch and go for a minute and everyone’s eyes were on us. I was ready for  policemen to storm in, but I was standing my ground.  The man was like a bull ready to charge and kill.

Just as quickly as the confrontation started, it abated and I calmly walked back to my computer station. The man called his three little children to get ready to leave and that was that, but I was very shaken.

Some very unhealthy and demonic things are becoming more prevalent and mainstream and our children are the target. One of my passions is protecting our children’s innocence for as long as possible. Today, I was grateful for God’s protection, as the situation could have turned very ugly.

Statistics and  history shows us that Ted Bundy, Jeffery Dahmer and other serial killers start maiming and killing small animals before they graduate to bullying and rape.

http://www.ms-fact.org/ms-fact_013.htm

Violence, in games and in social interaction are serious issues we need to be very concerned about and parents especially need to be very aware of everything that their children are watching/playing on television and the computer and in movies.

This episode at the library has really opened my eyes to what our precious children are influenced by and we must be diligent and responsible that they become compassionate and productive members of society.

MOD PROPHET MESSAGES


MOD PROPHET  Cd is a prophetic work of messages to this generation. At no time in history have we ever lived in such uncertainty, chaos and change. The old testament has already depicted the warnings of our patriarchs/ prophets such as Ezekiel,  Isaiah, Daniel as the watchmen of their time and I feel that I should also warm this generation. My prayer is that whoever listen to my music will understand that I’m not called to entertain with repeated hooky refrains but to speak those things which grieve our Father God.

If America does not acknowledge her sin and apathy, she will also be led into captivity, just as God’s people the JEWS. The fall will be great and many will die. I know God is merciful and there is still time to turn away from murdering unborn babies in the womb, accepting bribes, perverting justice  and editing out of our constitution God’s Holy and matchless name.

May you heed to call and spread the word that we are creat to glorify our Maker, not to glorify unrighteous and unholy things

TESTOSTERONE, LOGIC & INTUITION

Driving, pulsing, raging hormones. Blinders keep perception locked in.
Gotta move quickly, got to beat that clock, cause if you don’t, you will never win..

Graceful intervention, nurturing instinct, poetry in motion swaying in the breeze.
She drapes her love around her inner circle, but the men thinks she’s a sexy tease.

Why can’t the woman and the man work together…to make a better world.
He says this and she says that. It’s his way or the highway and that is that.
She wants to compromise cause she’s got a hunch,
there’s more to this situation that meets the eyes.

In Eden God created man and woman. Took her from the man’s own flesh.
Give him a helper suitable to love and cherish, so that their souls would mesh.

Clashing wills and ego, anger undulating etched in stone.
There’s gotta be compassionate compromise To make a happy home

BRAND NEW BEAUTIFUL
I like the way you look and the way you talk,
the flash of your smile and the way you talk.
But there’s more to me than visual chemistry
So ya better think straight and embrace your spirituality.

Let me tell ya that Jesus will save your soul,  yeah,
you’ll get a new agenda,  He’ll make a new way.
If your life was empty it’ll be brand  new,
you’ll be a new beauty. He’s waiting for you.

Pretty faces on the covers of the magazines.
If you don’t look that you wont get far.
Gotta go to the gym get a body like a movie star
but no one has the time of day to fix a broken heart.

Ever wonder why the world is such a mess.
Nobody care to look inside..
Latching on to everything that outward satisfies.
They just want to jump on and take a ride..
It s all a game to see who’s best
Doesn’t matter who is swept aside,
But there’s a holy standard set by the holy one
and it’s not based on looks or a cool facade.

I keep Falling  September 18. 2008

In and out of lucid deception.
The old man keeps creeping in.
He doesn’t know how much I hate Him,
Cause he keeps me tethered to my mortal sin.

This tug of war has spanned the decades,
But I’m staunch in my convictions.
You’ve told me many times that on my freedom there’s no condemnation or restrictions

But I keep falling,
Falling far from you.
I keep falling, turning black and blue
I keep falling, falling far from you. I keep falling.

So once I again. I lay here prostrate
Begging for a holy cure.
But these wounds of shame keep reappearing,
Am I still saved? Right now, I’m not so sure.

So I press on in perseverance,
Call upon your name and wait for You.
You send reinforcements, my holy angels.
I’m so empowered, reignited thru & thru

Whenever I’m falling, Falling far from you.
Whenever I’m falling, turning black and blue,
Whenever I’m falling, Falling far from you.
Whenever I’m falling, you pick me up. I follow through and through.

POLICING THE OTHER

Scrutinizing every action. You look too hard for your biased meaning.
Policing every nuance of conversation, body language and love’s destination.

So you know that deep inside I got somethin’ good,
you’re a little bit jealous you wanna steal it away

Well you better think hard the way you should.
Release that power in your life, change it from night to day.
Live and let live, live and let live

Making mountains out of molehills. You stand your ground as if it were life and death.
Everybody’s wrong and you’re so right.  It don’t matter as long as you get your way.
So you know that deep inside I got somethin’ good, You’re a little bit jealous you wanna steal it away.
Well you better think hard, the way you should, release that power in your life, change it from night to day.

He that is without sin cast the first stone
Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God

COUP D’ETAT?

How many are your words upon the earth, You set the stars up in the sky.
You gave me everything I need to win this war. I don’t need to beg or cry.

Stand Up, Turn around, stand your ground,  Stand up, turn around, stand your ground.

Am I annihilated by my foe? Is this coup d’état my final fate?
But You said I am more than a conqueror,
No weapon formed against me shall prevail

It doesn’t matter what I have it’s how I use it.
My sword unseen, a holy war I wage.
It only matters that I speak & so believe it,
With clean hands & heart & mine, You’ll engage….

ARMCHAIR  QUARTERBACKS   FEB 06

I’M SO TIRED OF THIS SEETHING WORLD
PEOPLE RUSHIN’ ABOUT WITH THEIR ISSUES UNFURLED.
THEY  RUSH TO THEIR WORK STATIONS TO THEIR SUV’S,
THEN RUSH HOME TO SIT IN FRONT OF THEIR TV’S.

THERE’S A TOXIN MEDIOCRITY, ME MYSELF & I.
TRAMPLE EVERYONE FOR THAT PIE IN THE SKY
STAMPEDING IN A RAMPAGE, FEAR IN THEIR EYES,
POVERTY BRINGS ANARCHY, THERE’S HACKERS & SPIES

DON’T THEY SEE WHERE THEY’RE HEADIN’ TO
WHATCHA GONNA DO?
THE WORLD IS IN SHAMBLES AND THEIR SPIRITS, TOO.
BUT IT’S THE WAY OF THE WORLD TO DO WHAT’S RIGHT IN THEIR SIGHT.
CALL EVIL GOOD AND CALL BLACK WHEN IT’S WHITE.

WAKE UP ARMCHAIR QUARTERBACKS, WAKE UP
WAKE UP ARMCHAIR QUARTERBACKS, WAKE UP

MAKIN YOUR PLAYS IN YOUR LEATHER BACK CHAIR
ALL YOU ARMCHAIR QUARTERBACKS, YOUR MAKING YOUR DARE!
JUDGIN ‘LAST PRESIDENT, DON’T EVEN KNOW THE FACTS.
AND UNDERGROUND TERRORISTS ARE COVERING THEIR TRACKS.

ELECTRO MAGNETIC BLANKETS GONNA TAKE OUT OUR LIGHTS.
THERE’S GONNA BE HELL IN THE STREETS AT NIGHT
WE ALL TAKE FOR GRANTED OH THIS GRAND OLD LAND.
THE JIHAD WANNA TAKE US OUT, WAKE UP TO THEIR PLAN..

CHORUS
IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE  (DUI)

LOST IN MY THOUGHTS I’M A MILLION MILES AWAY,
YOU’RE DRIVIN’ US HOME AS I DAYDREAM AND PRAY.
WE Turn the corner,  STRAIGHT UP AHEAD
lies A GRISLY COLLISION, THE VICTIMS HALF DEAD.

IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE, EVERYTHING CAN CHANGE
THROUGH THE FAULT OF A PERSON, POSSESSED AND DERANGED
IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE, A CARELESS MISTAKE
IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE, YOUR CAR IS A WEAPON OF HATE
IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE.

A GLISTENING ROADWAY, A SCREAM IN THE NIGHT.
SOMEONE’S BROKEN, BLEEDING, GRASPING FOR DEAR LIFE.
ADRENALIN  RUSHED THROUGH MY HEART AND MY VEINS
DISTANT SIRENS Wailing TO SAVE VICTIMS WHO’D NEVER  BE THE SAME.

TEXTING YOUR HOMEY,,  CAN’T IT WAIT?
DUI, ROAD, RAGE YOU DRIVE a WEAPON OF HATE

DIVORCE (Surrender)

I shouldn’t have to cry. I’ve paid my dues,
Shouldn’t have to  have my heart break.
Shouldn’t have to pick or choose,,
the choice seems only to win or lose.
I took the risk. I took the fall. I  gave it all.
So here I lay an empty shell,
Will I go back to you or be in hell?

CHORUS:
Bittersweet is the way of love.
We can’t agree or find a truce
well I raised the white flag of surrender, but…still your heart ain’t tender…

2. I never thought I’d see the day,
When the fabric of our love began to fray.
Our words were strong we went along
To that place where endings end.
and we were no longer friends.
Would you take the risk to be a fool?
Forsake all you had & revise all your rules,
Would you hold me close, look into my eyes,
Forsake your pride & strength  to realize…

CHORUS:

BRIDGE:
What God has joined, let not man put asunder
For the two shall be one, but this law we have plundered.