Repentance is the most beautiful of words. Repentance should not scare us.
It is a gift from God. If we really understood it we would make it a way of
life. It is turning from our sins to a Father who longs to forgive us. Last
night I repented of some things. This morning I learned His grace, as well as
His mercy, is new every morning. It is when I least deserve both that I have to
ask: "Why me Lord? What have I ever done to deserve even one of the pleasures
I've known? Tell me Lord, What did I ever do that was worth loving you for the
kindness you've shown?" ( lyrics by Kris Kristofferson ) As grace poured over
me, the Lord said: "When America least deserves it, I will show her My grace. I
am releasing My gift of repentance. It will flood the altars of churches again.
It will flood the streets. It will flood the righteous who think they are more
righteous than others. Watch for My flood of repentance!"
Many years ago I ministered in Africa. A rural song there that became a
spiritual national anthem for believers was, "Africa Must Be Saved! The words
are: "If you believe and I believe and we together pray, the Holy Spirit must
come down and Africa must be saved!" Since 1987 God's fire has swept an
estimated 75 million Africans into the Kingdom. I wonder what God could do if we
changed our tune and began singing over our nation: "America Must Be
A woman kept standing for the healing of her husband who suffered a stroke, leaving a third of his brain dead. The doctor said to her, "He will never fully recover but be a vegetable the rest of his life." The woman said, "No, by the stripes of Jesus he is healed." The doctor got upset with her and said, "I don't think you are taking me seriously. I have been doctoring these cases for thirty years." The woman responded, "Jesus has been healing longer than that!" Nine days later he walked out of the hospital whole.
"I'm not looking ahead to a time when I will be healed. I'm looking back to the time I was healed." - Bob Sorge
Last night I faced my terror by night. It was afraid of me. And the arrow that flies by day. It missed me. You may wonder what my terror and arrow was. Just terror and an arrow. That's all it was.
After several months of pain, prayers of many, stretching exercises and some laser treatment, my frozen shoulder is finally loosed. The pain is gone. God has intervened again in my life.Thank you for all your prayers during this ordeal.
I am learning that sometimes you must walk through some stuff to get to where God is.