A Call To Persevere

Persevere

continue in a course of action even in the face of difficulty or with little or no prospect of success.

Hang on—Hold out
  • Persist
  • Carry on
  • Keep going
  • Don’t give up
  • Hammer away
  • Struggle on
  • Keep at it
  • Stand your ground
  • Be tenacious
  • Leave no stone unturned
  • Go the distance
  • Stick to your guns
  • Stop at nothing
  • Soldier on
  • Stay the course

Have you ever felt like you’ve gone your last mile? Like the road rose up to meet you, but not in a good way?! 😂 Like you may have been hit over the head with some of the stray rocks? Or skinned your knee when it knocked you down?

There are two guarantees in this life—

  • There will be good days
  • And there will be bad.
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The word for yesterday’s sermon was on perseverance. It got me to thinking about how many times I’ve had to persevere when I was mentally and physically, completely exhausted. We’ve all had those trials that slammed us hard against the brick wall.

Life has been busy for me for weeks now. I’ve had a mix of the good and the bad. The good news is, my precious granddaughter was born Feb 11, a healthy baby girl! She reminds me of her mom when she was a newborn.

Meet Kylo-Ren 💜💕😇👶

We got the news on the same day that my oldest daughter was to be released to go home, that she was in extreme pain. She had been given 3 injections before they were to send her home. The one in her hip/bottom started swelling. A huge knot bigger than a fist rose up and the pain radiated down her leg like with a sciatic nerve. Numbness in the area and leg. They did a CT scan because they thought it might be a bloodclot.

The hospital staff had never seen anything like it! They finally ruled out allergic reaction or possible blood clot. So they released her to go straight to a dermatologist.

The dermatologist had never seen anything like it either! So, she sent her home with a mild pain reliever. By the time she arrived home, the dermatologist had called her back, after doing research, and told her it could be a series of little blood clots to get to the ER of the same hospital the baby was born ASAP. An hour away.

After she got there and was examined again, they wanted her to go to a hospital several hours away for intravenous antibiotics. They thought it may be Nicolau Syndrome.

She refused to go hours away because she didn’t want to be too far away from her children. How could family help if we all had her children? One was in school. I lived a state away. Lots of little complicated reasons she wanted to stay local.

I got up exhausted on the following day but went on to church. Right before church was over, I got a text from her. I went up for prayer. (I will take the time right here to say thanks to the prayer group I reached out to right here on WP! God bless you for your prayers! 💜🤗)

Have you ever been desperate for a miracle? Here I was again, reaching out for the hem of Jesus’ garment. I know God hears us when we call on His name! My church family gathered around and helped me intercede for my daughter. I prayed in the Holy Ghost.

Leaving the church, I picked up my sister, drove the 2 1/2 hours to get my daughter and take her to a different hospital. It took several more hours to get all the details handled.

While walking up the ramp to the ER, I felt God speak to my spirit that she would not have to be hospitalized. A peace came over me, and I told my daughter and sister that I felt we needed to believe. We agreed.

The ER receptionist bumped her ahead of everyone when told what was going on. Again, the ER doctor and the nurses had never seen anything like it. The doctor examined her. Asked lots of questions, looked over the pics of what it looked like at the beginning. Took pics. He ruled out everything that had been previously thought and said there was no necrosis present, so could not be Nicolau Syndrome.

Of course he said keep an eye on it and come back if it happened to get worse. Sent her home.

She has finally been able to rest, while keeping an eye on the area. I am believing with all my heart that God has touched my girl!

“But ye, beloved, building up yourselves on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Ghost, Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking 👀 for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life. Jude‬ ‭1:20-21 KJV‬‬

The truth about persevering is its just plain hard at times. Simple as that. During this month, a couple in our church lost everything but the clothes on their back to a house fire. Thankfully, they were able to get out safely with their 5 children. Did they quit God, because it got tough? No. They have kept going.

Yesterday morning, we had a Baby Dedication and a wake/funeral that night. A mix of happy and sad.

This person who passed away did the best he could do to live right. He was human, like we all are, and fought hard battles with drug addiction. He knew how to pray, was well-liked by everyone and had the most upbeat spirit I have ever known. Always a smile on his face. Every now and then, his addiction would get the best of him. He would fall off the wagon again. But he would get right back up after giving in to temptation.

I believe in God’s mercy and grace!!! It will always persevere no matter what! I believe God knew the parts of his brain that the drugs had messed up. When we are weak, He is always stronger! God understands our struggles and scars. He knows that because of past sin, some are working on what they have left.

God is so much more merciful than we give Him credit for.

With that being said, what are you facing today that threatens your perseverance? What are you struggling with? Don’t you know that God already knows? Already understands? Don’t beat yourself up.

If you will not quit, but keep trying, God can work with that!

I will leave you with one of the last post’s Scott put on Facebook. I pray it gives someone the strength to make it THROUGH their own personal battles and struggles.

Well-said, Scott, well-said.

Ride With Me/Lindell Cooley

595 We Will Ride/ Andy Park

You’re In Good Company, Weary Warrior!

You’re In Good Company, Weary Warrior!

You’re In Good Company, Weary Warrior!


— Read on staceylynnwells.com/youre-in-good-company-weary-warrior/

This is from Stacey at Words From The Wheel. If you haven’t already followed her, you need to! This blessed my heart this morning, and I know it will you, too!

Happy Sunday my friends!

We Were As Dreamers

Jesus, You’re the only answer to the darkness.

“When the Lord turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream. Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The Lord hath done great things for them. The Lord hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad. Turn again our captivity, O Lord, as the streams in the south. They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭126:1-6‬ ‭KJV‬‬

Weeping may endure for the night, but JOY comes in the morning! ✌🏼

Your Name Is Power/Rend Collective

Lyrics:

You’re the only answer to the darkness
You’re the only right among the wrong
You’re the only hope among the chaos
You are the voice that calls me on
Louder than every lie
Our sword in every fight
The truth will chase away the night.

Your name is power over darkness
Freedom for the captives
Mercy for the broken and the hopeless
Your name is faithful in the battle
Glory in the struggle
Mighty it won’t let us down or fail us
Your name is power
Your name is power.

I know it is written, hope is certain
I know that the word will never fail
I know that in every situation
You speak the power to prevail
Louder than every lie
Our sword in every fight
The truth will chase away the night.

When you speak you scatter darkness
Light arrives and heaven opens
Holy spirit
Let us hear it
When you speak the church awakens
We believe the change is coming
Holy spirit
Let us see it
When you speak you scatter darkness
Light arrives and heaven opens
Holy spirit
Let us hear it
When you speak the church awakens
We believe the change is coming
Holy spirit
Let us see it.

Happy Sunday! Rejoice Evermore!

STAND TALL IN THE SADDLE

You are God’s princess, Cowgirl!

A text I received yesterday.

Your on my mind today heavy. Just want you to know that I love you so much. And whatever your going through… God has you. He knows your struggles. I am here… I will always be here if you need me. A scripture that has weighed heavy on me is:
“If thou faint in the day of adversity, thy strength is small” Proverbs 24:10
I pray that God keeps you tall in your faith in the adversity that you face. That you have the strength to stand tall on your darkest days.
I dont know why… but God led me to tell you this. I love you more than you will ever know.

Do you remember the time? The time God sent you a word of encouragement when you were fighting the fight of your life? You know the time…

The time when you went from one hard situation right into another? Back to back. It’s like the enemy knew if he could just get you tired. Take your rest away. Make sure you went all day without getting a break. Without time to eat. Make you weary. Worn. Not get one day to rest. Always on the phone taking care of a problem. On the road to somewhere. Appointments. Bills. Sickness. Caregiving. Worry. Nerves. Stress. Anxiety. Changing this. Changing that. Out of cooking staples. Run to the store. Dishes. Spills. Barking dogs. Crying babies. No more refills. Gotta call doctor to fix that. Something else broke down. Burning smell coming from car? Gotta replace that…. Enemy stirring up people. Situations. Surrounded by negativity. People cussing and fussing at you….Tired from the fight. Tired tired from the fight……..

Do you see yourself in any of these scenarios?

See Jane run. Run, Jane, run! 🤡 🏃‍♀️

“Oh you are tired, are you? Nope. We can’t have that! No rest for you, Soldier Boy!” Screams the enemy in your face. “I will get you worn down one way or another! Let’s just see how strong you really are!” Move it! Get back on your feet boy!”

You can’t make it.

Just quit.

You are not strong enough.

God does not care.

Is deaf to your cries.

Can’t see where you are.

Doesn’t love you.

You’re going under.

Your family don’t want God.

Things will always be this way.

Lies! Lies the enemy loves for us to believe.

STEADFAST

IMMOVABLE

EXCELLING

in the work of God.

“but thanks be to God, who gives us the victory [as conquerors] through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my beloved brothers and sisters, be steadfast, immovable, always excelling in the work of the Lord [always doing your best and doing more than is needed], being continually aware that your labor [even to the point of exhaustion] in the Lord is not futile nor wasted [it is never without purpose].”
‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭15:57-58‬ ‭AMP‬‬

“I pray that God keeps you tall in your faith in the adversity that you face. That you have the strength to stand tall on your darkest days.”

It reminds me of the cowboy in a western who got shot, but somehow mustered up just enough strength to pull himself back up into the saddle, long enough to get away from the bad guy still shooting after him.

You are God’s prince, Cowboy!

That’s how we all are at times.

If you could “see” where you were going, it would not be called walking “BY” faith.

Pull yourself back up into the saddle. STAND TALL IN YOUR FAITH!!!! God knows right where you are.

Saying a prayer for you today, my friend! TOGETHER, WE ARE GONNA MAKE IT!!!!!

I’m Gonna See A Victory

This use to be a pecan orchard to the right. The trees are still there.

How is your VISION today? I know with myself, my eyes get blurry at times, with these glasses I’m wearing. I’m constantly having to take them off and clean them, so I can see out of them good.

But you know what? No matter what….I believe I’m going to see a victory! I may have to clean up my vision to get God’s vision today, but it will happen. I will reap if I faint not! I love this song I heard on the way to church! 💜👏🏼

He’s turning everything that the enemy meant for evil around in your life today. You got to believe that! Listen to this song, it’s awesome!

See A Victory/ Elevation

Know that you are loved. You are safe. Another new song I heard when I left church heading home.

I Know/Big Daddy Weave

Keep being faithful and you will see the victory! Remember to praise Him ahead of the victory!

HAPPY SUNDAY!!! ✌🏼🙌🏼💃🏼👏🏼 🎶

The Season Is Changing: Take 2

So sorry the comments were off on my last post. To my knowledge, it wasn’t something that I did. 🤦‍♀️

This one was a first for me. I’ve been in the Spam dungeon before, but never Comment handcuffs lol😂

If you have the time, feel free to go back and leave a comment. It appears the issue is fixed. Crossing fingers just in case!

This will be a short post, so I will leave you with a few pics:

Another heart that I haven’t shared yet from over the holidays…Look to the left of the actor’s ear. And those little figures at the bottom are stocking hangers that were sitting on my tv stand in front of the tube, not a part of the show lol. The one in front of his collar is an angel one.

And now for the finale!!! An awesome one from my sweet friend, Amy!………

Who would not love a cookie that turned into a heart-shape after being baked?!!! Love it!

Amy

I am so very thankful that I’m not the only one to receive these precious Love/Heart Tokens from our loving Father! He loves all of us so much!

~The Season Has Changed~🌻

“The SEASON has changed,
the bondage of your barren winter has ended,
and the season of hiding is over and gone.
The rains have soaked the earth
and left it bright with blossoming flowers.
The season for singing and pruning the vines has arrived.
I hear the cooing of doves in our land,
filling the air with songs to awaken you
and guide you forth.”

~Song of Songs 2:11–12
The Passion Translation

A small flower growing by a sidewalk

Today I say to you—It’s your season. I bring no frills, bells or whistles. This year is your time! A time for those prayers you have prayed to be spoken into existence!

Last night as the Word was spoken at church, the message was simple.

“You can’t possess what you are unwilling to pursue!”~Rev. Joe Eddins.

It’s our time to pursue. I saw my sister come back to God last night! A prayer request come to life!

I’m over the moon! I am seeing that “vision” that God wants so much for us all to “GET.” That it’s our season. 20-20 Vision!!!

WE SHALL RECOVER ALL!!! 💃🏼

I “get” it Lord. It’s our time to take back EVERYTHING that the enemy has stolen from us! Not just one thing, but ALL things!!! 🙌🏼💃🏼🎶

“For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;”
‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭3:1-3‬ ‭ASV‬‬

💜 Heart’s Desire 💜

My most recent heart 💜

Psalm 20:1-9, NLT

Psalm 20

For the choir director: A psalm of David.

1In times of trouble, may the Lord answer your cry.

May the name of the God of Jacob keep you safe from all harm.

2May he send you help from his sanctuary

and strengthen you from Jerusalem.*

3May he remember all your gifts

and look favorably on your burnt offerings.

Interlude

4May he grant your HEART’S 💜 desires

and make all your plans succeed.

5May we shout for joy when we hear of your victory

and raise a victory banner in the name of our God.

May the Lord answer all your prayers.

6Now I know that the Lord rescues his anointed king.

He will answer him from his holy heaven

and rescue him by his great power.

7Some nations boast of their chariots and horses,

but we boast in the name of the Lordour God.

8Those nations will fall down and collapse,

but we will rise up and stand firm.

9Give victory to our king, O Lord!

Answer our cry for help.

💜💜💜

Happy Sunday!!!! ✌🏼

A Greater Vision

I thought the view from this picture glass window at the doctor’s appointment this past week was so cool! The leaves from the hedge outside the window looked like it was transferred onto my legs and feet!

The following song was one of the songs our Worship Team started the service with. I got to thinking about the lyrics.

I still have that joy, even though things are not right as rain in my life. You can still have that joy. It’s keeping the faith when you want to give up. Walking by faith. 👞👠🥿🥾👢👡

That’s the vision God wants us all to have. Put those faith glasses on my friend!!!

—TUNNEL VISION

The kind of vision that keeps us walking straight ahead, not turning to the left or the right. Fixing our eyes ahead on our Lord who will make things as right as rain one of these days.

The view from the doc’s office.

Lord, give us your eyes, your vision today! Help us to keep the faith and not get discouraged by the winds of the storm that are roaring all around. In Jesus Name we pray! Amen.

Joy. Vision. Hope. 🙂🎶

Here’s that song for ya! 💜💕

VaShawn Mitchell “Joy”

Happy Sunday!!!

The Day Time Stood Still: Part 2

It had been an unmerry little Christmas just 3 days before. And the weekend before that, Moma had asked Daddy to take my younger brother and I to the next town over to pick out our own Christmas present. A small one. Christmas was slim pickings that year, as we were still struggling to pay on the medical bills left over from Moma’s cancer treatments.

She had been diagnosed with malignant lung cancer shortly the year before and had been given only a year to live.

I’m glad my parents told us the truth. It helped prepare us instead of waking up one day with a parent suddenly gone and not understanding why. It didn’t magically make things all better, but at least we got to enjoy what little time we had left with her.

My aunt who lived next door had become my Moma’s caregiver during school hours. At this particular time, school was out for Christmas Break. And yes, it was still called that.

There were few retail stores around my hometown back then. My aunt graciously agreed to stay with her long enough for us to go..

I chose a bottle of Charlie cologne. I can’t remember what my brother chose.

*************

The next day after we had made that trip to the hospital into the bitter cold night, family started showing up at the hospital. Dad had used the hospital pay phone to call a family member with a home phone, and they had spread the word. I don’t remember every person who came. I do remember the preacher was called.

That night, I had just stepped out of the room so he could pray with Moma. My sister-in-law also left the room shortly after I exited into the hallway. As she opened the door, I glanced into the room and saw them praying. Moma who had been in a coma up until this point, was conscious and raised both hands into the air with a lively, resounding “Thank you Jesus.”

If there is anything I learned from that moment, it was that number one, God is so merciful! He is not willing for any of His precious children to die in an unrepentant state. No matter how far we get from God, if we call on Him, He will be there to forgive and save us, even if it’s a death-bed prayer.

My Moma and Daddy had stopped attending church seventeen or eighteen years prior. And had stopped living for God. Moma had gotten her feelings hurt by a church member, so she stopped going. Daddy tried in vain to get her to stay in church, but when he couldn’t talk her out of it, he backslid, too.

Somehow the sight of Moma making things right with the Lord filled me with great inner peace that night. Although I had not been raised going to church and definitely had not been saved yet, it was my desire for us all to go to Heaven together someday.

My sister-in-law asked me to go home with her and my middle brother for the night. They lived 30 minutes away in the next county. My younger brother stayed with another family member. I knew I could not spend another night in a straight-backed chair. And the truth was, I did not know if I could handle seeing Moma die.

Sometime late in the night, after I had fell asleep at their house my brother woke me and told me Moma had passed away. I was in shock as I got dressed and rode in the backseat of their car on the way back to the hospital. I didn’t cry. I found it hard grasping the reality that Moma really was gone. I didn’t want to believe it.

I can remember looking out the window up at the stars in the sky and feeling as numb as numb could be, as we rode in silence. When we got to the hospital, we were told the morgue had already picked Moma up, and the family had gone on to our home.

My middle sister didn’t make it in from Texas in time to say goodbye to my Moma. Going to the hospital, she discovered Moma had already passed. She broke down crying there. When she got to our house, her eyes were red and swollen from crying. We all hugged and sat around for a little while. I finally went to my room and slept for what was left of the night.

The following day our family made the arrangements. I’m not sure if the wake was that night or the next. I know that it was the most devastating thing I’ve ever been through. Seeing my mom lying in a casket was too much!

One of my 10th grade teachers had called my three friends I hung out with at school and let them know. They all showed up. They really didn’t understand what I was going through, nor did they know what to say. They could only say they were sorry.

The funeral was pretty traumatic for me, as if watching my Moma die a little every day up until that point wasn’t enough. I had told my family I wasn’t going, but changed my mind last minute. When I got to the casket, I collapsed and a different sister-in-law caught me before I hit the floor. She helped seat me on the front pew in the church, where the funeral was being held. I could not contain my emotions. A dam had burst inside me, and the river of tears flooded over the banks of my broken heart. I could not stop crying.

The graveside service was even worse for me. There’s something so final about a casket with your loved one being lowered into the ground.

I was unconsolable after that. I spent most my time in my bedroom crying.

Within the week, the Lord gave me a dream. I casually walked into the living room and there was Moma sitting in a wooden, straight-backed chair with children playing all around her feet. I stopped abruptly in surprise.

“Moma, what are you doing here?!” I said.

She looked up from watching them play with the biggest most beautiful and peaceful smile on her face! She didn’t speak any words aloud to me, but I heard them, nevertheless, through my mind. “ I love you baby. Everything is going to be ok.”

I woke up. I knew the Lord had let me know that she was at peace now and wasn’t hurting anymore. I would not call her back for anything! That part comforted me. I wish I could have said the same for myself. It would be a long, four grief-filled years before I could get through the day without crying or imagining that I could still see her lying in her bed, wasting away to a sack of bones.