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Saturday, July 1, 2023

"Thank You Jesus Thank You Lord" Is The Song Mantra I Woke Up With Playing Inside Of Me & It Is Still Rumbling Inside Of Me Over & Over Again For A Few Hours Now

You know, I was going to go into town today to Marshall's but maybe not so much. That can wait for another day, time. I think I will stay back home in my area and do some painting. There has been the start of a rumbling inside of me how to start this painting. I am getting a rough idea shown to me and it is starting out with the left upper corner how to start it. Then it will flow as I paint along. I am sensing this will be a tribute somehow to my brother, Ricky, that was in the boating accident in 1976. Never recovered his body that was temporarily laid to rest in the Atlantic Ocean somewhere. Jesus knows exactly the spot so when He comes to claim His people Ricky will rise in the sky to meet him as in the category of the dead in Christ will rise and then us left on earth true Christians will rise to meet them. Hallelujah to the Lamb of God. Come Lord Jesus, come quickly.

It was this morning I received this Holy Spirit insight that if he were still alive this would have been a momentous year in both of our life's birthday celebrations. On July 9th he would have turned 70 years old as I will be turning 65 years old this very August. What are the odds that 2 siblings would be celebrating milestone birthdays in the exact same year, but God. Yes, that is right, God knew all along in our family dynamics about these milestone birthdays!

See, with the tragic death of my brother I have great empathy for the family and friends of those that lost their lives most tragically in the Ocean Gate Titan recently. There is wreckage in that situation, but no artifacts left for our family when Ricky died. Only we have words spoken of those that were with him in those last moments of his life here on earth. Death quite frankly has no sting if you are a born-again believer in Jesus. I know if my mother were still alive, and Ricky was too she would have planned some type of joint birthday celebration for us both. She probably would have done a celebration of some sort for me turning 65 years old. So, in lieu of that I am thinking of taking a trip sometime with me and my children because we need a family get away. Both of my children within a few months' time lost their precious and most loved grandmothers. We need some get away time together to relax and enjoy each other, we really do. There are those that feel the need to announce an upcoming birthday and they may have audiences when they see that shared that may send gifts, cards and well wishes to them. That is perfectly fine for those like that because just maybe they need that extra love and compassion in their lives. There are others though that may share on my blog for example and expect to not receive gifts, cards and well wishes because my platform is not a vehicle for raising money and things of that nature. Neither one is greater than the other but what is needed in each person's life/situation.  I freely give as Holy Spirit speaks to me to share with others. My blessings come in other forms. The song rumbling inside of me as I rose from sleep today; praying for family and friends as I am called upon; giving what I have as Holy Spirit tells me to share; divine appointment connections at a recent women's conference in Nashville; discerning of spirits gift I have been operating in since I was a little girl, and the list could go on and on and on.

Let me share a bit about that very gift if I may. As a child I sensed things when they were not right or evil in nature somehow. Well, now I know it was Holy Spirit inside of me preparing me for ministry in my adult life. We lived in a 2 family up/down house growing up. There was an attic above us. Even as I was growing up in that house there was something creepy about a certain part of that very attic. Let me explain further. I loved playing with my Barbie dolls that were stored up in the attic in the yellow painted front room of the attic. I was a girly girl type of child. If you would have sent me to manners, etiquette type of schools I would have been a happy camper. Most girls liked their Barbie dolls, but I liked my Midge doll over the Barbie dolls I had. Maybe it was her red hair bob style hair design, I don't know. I could dream of weddings and a fun life when I played with those simple little dolls. Maybe I wonder if that is why I enjoyed doing wedding/event planning because I was able to help fulfill future bride's weddings. Their dream day come true for them. I tended to ask the couple if he was romantic when he proposed to her. They would share their story with me and guess what? No matter what they shared in their eyes it was the romantic story they will store in their memory bank, so sweet, so sweet.

So, in order to get to the happy yellow painted room in the front of the house I had to walk up the 2 flights of wooden steps to the attic. Then fumble around for the attic light and then walk to the front of the house, my happy room. I am telling you there was something evil that lurked in that space of attic to get to that room. I wish I had deep insight as a little girl to find out exactly what it was. I was more so fine if it was during the day. But if I had to take something to the attic or bring something from the attic downstairs and it was not daytime it would be like I cringed inside of me to get to the attic light switch in the attic once at the top of the attic steps. I wonder what it was, maybe some dark secrets in that attic.

I had a keen sixth sense of death also as a child. It was like I knew just before the phone call was received in our house that someone died. Then, as a child and we went to a funeral of a relative at the funeral parlor there was something creepy being there. I remember not even wanting to go use the bathroom while there, maybe it was the spirit of death all around and I picked up on it. I remember after my grandfather died and going to the funeral parlor as a child, I would look under my bed to make sure a coffin wasn't there it was an eerie feeling. Why, why, why? Oh, just maybe because I am trained in deliverance ministry and all about setting the captives free in the name of Jesus. Isn't that funny how Holy Spirit brings remembrance to your spirit to remind you who you were created to be in Christ and divine destiny. I think the closer one is to walking in divine destiny Holy Spirit reminds us that we were created to walk in divine destiny.

There was another attic I had no desire to go into and that was at my grandmother's house. They had a big house with I think 3 or 4 bedrooms upstairs. One bedroom had an adjoining closet that led from 1 room to the other. We would be corrected if the parent's downstairs heard us upstairs running through the closets. It was fun to do I must admit. When we stayed at that big old house I was fine staying in the bedroom with my grandmother. It was to me as a child a bit creepy though if I had to get out of bed and go thru the hallway to use the bathroom. I wonder why? My grandmother was a praying, godly woman, she really was. She would even take a bus to go clean the church where we attended. I loved the smell of Murphy's Oil Soap in the church after the ladies cleaned the church and the wooden church benches. You know what? It was many years later in which I stood on that very altar at my father's funeral mass and gave an altar call to know Jesus. Hum, maybe grandma cleaning the church in the natural sense prepared the way for the church to be cleaned in the spiritual sense to speak forth the plan of salvation to those that accepted Jesus into their hearts. Wow, that was one of those Holy Spirit nuggets He just dropped inside of me. Thank you, Holy Spirit.

There was a rainstorm that passed through my area last night. I could hear the sound of the wind tossing around the rain coming down if that makes sense. I slept right through it and rose early this morning and saw a lovely, sunny day. I know it is going to get hot here today but with the coolness in the morning air I opened up a window to let the fresh air in. Oh, I do believe this was a prophetic act of some sort I did this morning. I have found that I like to pull back curtains and instead of tying them back I use really cute clothes pins I have to bring each panel back to let the fresh air in the room. I have painted number clothes pins and my first inkling was to see if I had the numbers for both 70 and 65 but found I only have doubles of 65. Two windows in this particular room and each set of drapes will get a 6 for 1 panel and a 5 for the other panel. I thought it would have been nice having 70 to honor my brother's birthday and 65 for mine in the same room but it turned out I guess I will be celebrating my upcoming year both times in the same room.

Today is donut Saturday @ the Amish Swiss Pantry. I placed an order to pick up to then keep in the refrigerator to take to work with me on Monday. 2 glazed, 2 chocolate and 2 maple frosted donuts with 2 specialty donuts raspberry filled. I love blessing others, I truly do. I light up inside when I can, and Holy Spirit directs my footsteps to get to the place to be able to bless others. They also have Amish deli meats and cheese on sale today 20% off and a new Smoky JalapeƱo pimento cheese. After the storms in life there is always the sunny day that springs forth with new or renewed hope and promises to look forward to. Go on a Holy Spirit adventure today and you just might have fun in the process. Life is too short to mope and complain of aches and pains when joy fills the heart of a believer. Release that joy with others to ease their pain and suffering and I can guarantee you Holy Spirit will fill you back up again with joy unspeakable gushing forth to fill you up and splash upon those that need the joy of Jesus you carry with you.

Let's see what Dr. Barbie Breathitt's "A to Z Dream Symbology Dictionary" states about the number 65:

"65-double fruit;"

So, two sets of 65 in the same room does that mean double, double fruit? I am just wondering out loud.

Oh, I get it now. Since my brother is already in heaven there is no need to do a prophetic act with his 70th birthdate because his life here on earth is completed and we need to focus on my life here on earth. Thank you once again Holy Spirit for divine wisdom flowing this very day. That is why I did not have the numbers 7-0 in my clothes pin collection but did have double 6-5's. I just love this active movement of Holy Spirit don't you also.

Here is one of two sets I already had. The other set is already holding back window panels to let the fresh air in this morning after the hard rain last night.


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