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Settle Down

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It will all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble, it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found
Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m gonna make this place your home

Home-Philip Philips

Interesting choice , ABBA Oh, the thoughts which percolate when you get me out of bed super early with a song playing that clearly in my heart. Will google how old the song it later today for kicks and giggles. Yessir, I will read EVERY LINE of the lyrics.

What will it cause me to pray? Praise? oh! I love this game! Woo hoo, FIND YOU EVERYWHERE.

Yesterday, President Trump was declared the winner. Decisively. Thank you, God. Again. Thank you for hearing all the prayers from me and everyone else praying for it to be CLEARLY DECIDED and minimize CHAOS. As we prayed last light to heal our land and our people, i felt genuine hope for our country.

We did miss Brother Bob and Miss Tammy last night.

Miss Angel shared her pain as I was there. It was after the video, EXACTLY when I visited the restroom. Crop the photo later. Get back to bed.

It felt like it could be an attack of the enemy when texts continued. This is a customer and acquaintance. I have shared many Godversations with her . Learning she was so despondent over an election, it felt different. Did she reach out to me with something deceitful in her heart?? Please reveal the truth. She lives with her actual birth mother and I thought it was a work or mom conflict. Lord, you know my heart, my prayer Make it clear how to engage in future, please.

Search my heart and help me understand why I didn’t share the prayer with her as I did so many others yesterday? Yes, I will keep asking for the tongue to be controlled. Especially for President Trump, yet also me.

Thank you for the anointed journal entry Dawn shared with me yesterday. That was close to feeling like the HUG. 🤗

Jesus, oh how I love how you make me laugh! You put clean and hilarious jokes in my mouth last night. Brother Bill is going to get similarly roasted at our next gathering. Oh, the election exhausted you? Seriously? Forgive me. Lord, if there is some judgement not meant to be mine on my heart.

Ok, let’s get real. I think it’s fair to say I do question when anyone seems to be spiritually healthy and actions do not reflect that as truth. I always bring those situations to you in prayer. After nine years of doing life together, we have learned each other as individuals, as well. I’m human and bad habits creep in like snakes, right? So, if I am forming any judgement in this discerning process, I am asking for you to reveal it to me. Make it clear what I am called to discern and act upon

The Holy Spirit has been buzzing in my ear when speakers are bad for my ears, just like with Miss Melissa’s “prosperity recovery preacher”. That’s fantastic. But when language is course or ugly spirited and they do not care how it is perceived., it’s strange how people get upset. Please keep sharpening my sword, Lord. But don’t let me be like one who hears your word, yet does not do it.

Back to our Small group last night. It was extra special. When your gracious hostess prepares gravy, one does not even get to complain about not having butter on the table. 🤣 Terri baked scratch rolls and a phenomenal beef stew. Butter jokes for days because Jason is so dryly hilarious. There was gravy lovingly prepared and it was CUTE how we all joked with Jason.

Shared openly after study about where You have me on SEVEN FEASTS. Loving, Respectful and 200% SMILEY MC SMILESON.

Marty shared his Passover Seder experience as being truly beautiful. Said the family lived with their lamb in the house.

Methinks perhaps a Rabbinic rule?

Matthew 7 verse THREE times.

James 1-21 to James 2: 14. (Confirm)

This will be restructured and edited later. Go to bed

Feast or Famine III

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Father God,

As I sit here in bed with my husband, he is listening to the election returns. As his wife, he has honored my inability to absorb politics and news. He knows it makes me physically ill. Thank you for making me feel like I am floating elsewhere enough to mute the details. I am safe here with you.

I have no way to thank you for that surreal experience. After this most palpably present day, I was already overflowing and pouring over. So much goodness jotted here and so much left to share! How will I ever get all the testimony written? I feel like I am bursting into some type of rays of light or sparkles or confetti or something!

For now, I just have to fight these happy tears before they make it impossible to type on my phone. You know it it gets for me. I understand the source of these tears. I am so grateful for them and for you.

So please, please let me PRAISE, PRAISE and PRAISE you!!!! I am in awe of that hug from Jesus thru the video my daughter sent me of the VISION HOUSE!

What a GLORIOUS feeling of TOTAL COMPLETENESS. I think this is the gist of what you wanted me to write. Please wake me to finish if I fell short. I love you.

Holy Days

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Will share more as time allows. In this moment, convicted of error . Interesting things found my phone in the wee hours. Perfectly anointed prayers which confirmed much put on my heart the past two weeks.

My Jesus (and everyone else’s) celebrated Passover and more. My whole path is to follow Him. When my husband wakes, I will share my desire for him to pray about it with me. Jesus obeyed the law and I will obey Him.

https://www.ucg.org/bible-study-tools/bible-questions-and-answers/how-do-christians-observe-the-biblical-festivals-a-guide-to-gods-holy-days?source=textbox

May Berries

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Father God,

We could never thank you for all you have done. Thank you for that truth in your Word.

Thank you for all the truth in your entire Word.

Thank you for the Wee Hours.

Power of WOE.

Stand in the gap.

Pray with full authority.

Testimony is for conversions.

Plural.

Speak truth in love and action.

ALL ways. ALL WELCOME TO THE TABLE

Few Muslim/other friends until past nine years.

Mountains. Mervat.

Immeasurably more

Always remember ISA 63:7

Every electronic tablet began etched in stone.

Tears pouring as if God himself is watering His Plants, His PEOPLE.

The garden of humanity must be tended and not burned down.

Thank you, Lord.

I must go worship in community today.

I rest under your wings and stand on your promises.

I love you.

Great Scotts Continues

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God knows I am poured out today.

I am beyond grateful for the hours Joyce visited. She is key to much that has transpired this past year. It was imperative the message was clear about the importance of when she stepped into authority. God put her there on that day specifically for purposes beyond our comprehension. We prayed in full agreement.

Blessing her with the Israel embroidery of the Western Wall was beyond perfect. That was the Holy Spirit knowing a yearning in her heart and answering it through my hands. Praise God!

Joyce’s work is fueled by the Holy Spirit 💜✝️💜

The ROYAL quilt she is stitching for her adult son is beyond beautiful. The word came to me as I touched it. Joyce lit up and said that is exactly the word on her heart as she works on it. I have seen it from the vision she shared many months ago. It looks exactly as I expected, despite lacking her talent. It was exciting and peaceful to see that anointed work closer to completion. Interesting dichotomy. I see what you did there. Thank you, ABBA!

Apparently, I need to write a prayer for each of the 36 seven inch squares. I know without asking Sister Joyce that she surely prays over it as she stitches.

We did not leave the shop until about an hour after we closed. There is no rushing the Holy Spirit. By the time I got home to send her the description of the embroidery, I paused to read my Jesus Calling table tent devotional in my kitchen. Praise, praise and more praise! Thank you, Jesus!

My Jesus really does have the best sense of humor possible.

This has been an entire week working toward a “more complete” testimony with patience. This is after receiving a daily breadcrumb or three about what was missing in my testimony. This is after getting child like about the Fibonacci sequence and Golden Ratio. This is after returning to the shop Thursday and seeing the “Triple James Trials” in my daily devotional at work. There are so many little pieces working together to direct the maturing testimony. Today, I actually spoke the words, “I will not be complete until I get to Heaven”.

Geez. This week also has the standard “bookends” I seem to receive from the Holy Spirit. The nudge on Monday (10/21/24) was exactly three months from my 57th birthday. Yesterday was my Father in laws 80th and Miss Christina’s 37th- PRIME. Tomorrow is the day my Grandpa Oszczakiewicz died on 1972. I have many ways to recall this week of God moves. It was such a blessing to share the spirit with Joyce.

When I say, “I see what you did there”, it’s ALWAYS God. It is always Jesus hugging me. Of course I am going to praise my mountain moving, body raising, breaker of chains! Thank you, Jesus!

James 1:4. 💜✝️💜

Great Scotts and Lyss

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Today is still October 26, 2024. Tomorrow is the anniversary of my paternal grandfather’s death. I just happened to find the memorialization in a folder in my car. Prompted by the Holy Spirit, I was directed to look for something in a bag behind my driver’s seat. That bag has been there close to two months.

Long story short, several old writings were also in that folder. The one I sent Terri Chelle in September was an entire blog she wrote in August 2008. The title was Divisible by One and it was dedicated to me and inspired by something I had written. Testimony is such a beautiful thread between friends. Also in that folder was a card clearly meant for Joyce tonight. You see, now she is coming to visit around 6 pm. It is so perfect, as she is KEY to my past year.

My sweet Lyss came in around 3:30-3:45 and she is sick with strep. I have prayed for her as my own since she was six. The biggest surprise was her telling me she is seeking God again. I assured her that if she continues to knock at His door, he WILL answer. I got quite verklempt (there is that word, again) telling her that all these years after her baptism, I still see her face whenever I hear “No Longer a Slave, I am a Child of God.” I broke into tears, and she was visibly moved.

The Holy Spirit spoke in her groanings. The Lord had prepared me to share why we should not judge any other person in any church building. It was beyond beautiful. The details beyond this are between the three of us.

As for verklempt, I did follow back up with Brother Jeremy.

Thank you, God. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Holy Spirit. I love how you all bring me to LIFE and to LOVE.

Wowza! Amazing Godversation with GBM Tina. She loved the “Essence of Mayberry” vibe I get from her and her GBM. What a beautiful time spent encouraging her on her path. They are 28 and together 15 years.

Great Scotts and Wee Hours

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My Jesus has the best sense of humor. This morning was glorious, waking with “wee hours” in my heart. Like every other word on my heart, at any time, I go straight to the “wee hour in the Bible” search. I learned exponentially more than I could have imagined. I sent one of the best articles to Joyce, as she is the first person on my heart when I read or hear the word “watchman”. This is to be the placemark and reminder to delve deeper in the future.

Immediately upon opening the store, I attempted to record my revised testimony. It should be noted, bubbling over with the Holy Spirit does not always make for good video. For one thing, the Holy Spirit will shut my mouth, and the expressions are not particularly pleasant. Add tears and perhaps you get a glimpse of why the videos are distracting. However, I learned several things which are meant to be included. How? When I become THAT verklempt, it is because it is so deeply entrenched in my heart. The Holy Spirit will literally squeeze every drop of love out of me.

The word verklempt is not in the Bible. However, I was directed to search CLAMPS and was directed to 1 Chron 22:3 where David provided iron for the clamps and nails needed for the gates and doors. Just prior to this, I read The Holy Spirit and Hinges (Acts 2:1-13). Yes, indeed, the Holy Spirit is my hinge pin and keeps the door open to Jesus and God. The door is wide open today.

The reason I have been redirected here instead of working on the ever-growing testimony is to share how that open door is represented by the door to my shop every day. No matter who walks in, I strive to see the Jesus in them. We have lots of Godversations in this little vape shop. Many customers/friends know there is scripture under these floors and behind the walls. This business belongs to God.

On this incredibly rainy day, our Kentucky 500 customers visit me. Back in July, I heard the heartbreaking loss of their sister-in-law. The wife’s brother was truly in despair. Ever since, I tend to pray for them all whenever I see the husband or wife from our Kentucky 500 customers. Today, the wife was in for the first time in two months. I asked her how her brother was doing and learned he was remarried! Bottom line, it sounded like God put the exact childhood friend in the widower’s life to bring him back into the land of the truly living.

At the tail end of that Godversation, Nissan Scott was paying close attention. After the couple left, Scott share with me about how his brother was very much in a similar situation. In his case, his best friend had died, leaving a widow and two children. His brother married his best friend’s widow, and they have been blessed with thirty years together. Interesting factoid: I have had Godversations many times with Scott’s partner, Karen. Today was the first real Godversation with him.

The next customer in the door listened to the last of my conversation with Nissan Scott. He opened the Godversation by telling me what he gathered from Nissan Scott’s story. I said something to the effect of God having his His Hand on all of it. He was so incredibly kind and complementary when he said, “You sound like my mother!” It was truly kind. Extemporaneously, he shares the nutshell of his life story. He was born and raised in Franklin, TN, developed a struggle with alcohol and chose to move to Murfreesboro to change his life. Just last week, he was dismissed from his management job. The following day, he got a job which uses all of his skills, without the management title, for the same money. His mom essentially told him, “Scott, this is proof God has your back.” We enjoyed an extensive Godversation and the Holy Spirit told me to write it down with “GREAT SCOTTS”. It thrills my ever-loving heart to hear that I am like anyone else who reminds people that God has their back! Thank you, Lord!

Yes, I googled and there is no mention of Great Scotts in the Bible. However, the Oxford Dictionary of English calls it a “dated” euphemism for “GREAT GOD!” YESSIR! I see exactly what He did there, too.

As if this were not enough, two more extensive Godversations ensued with Pickle Ball Kenny and Star Wars Patrick. I met both through Hope Fellowship more than a decade ago. When Kenny talked about the pickleball community and how they WELCOME ALL, I told him they modeled a biblical church. Being truly connected to others connects us to God. Also, the Edwards Clan will forever be in my prayers with any Star Wars reference. Patrick told me they were just thinking about our family on the way to the store today. Godwinks galore! To be extra clear, we have been open 3.3 hours, it’s 1:22 at this moment. I am here until 8 pm tonight.

Good Lord, thank you for ALL of it today. I am overwhelmed by your love pouring out. Please help me continue to represent Jesus to the best of my ability today. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Floodgates. It is now 1:51 and Michigan Jake just left the store. What began as a conversation about whether or not he was from Chicago grew into the most powerful presence of the Holy Spirit today. I learned he is in a difficult season of marital separation and is father to three young kids. I encouraged him to consider less nicotine when I learned he never smoked before. I was nudged to bless him with a SidePiece with 60 percent less nicotine. He was moved and shared he feels like God keeps reaching out to him. I confirmed if he feels like God is reaching out, it is because that is very much what He does! Prayers followed with encouragement to read Hosea and keep asking the Holy Spirit to reveal why the message is for him. So many tears and not all of them flowed from my eyes. I am excited for that Godversation to continue.

Filled up. Poured out. Repeat.

The heart of the day is all about Jesus. I am so blessed to carry the heart of this day into writing the Growing Testimony.

Growing Testimony

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Father God,

You alone are Holy, Holy, Holy.  You have had this simple incantation in my heart with every variation of punctuation possible the past six weeks.   I could never thank you enough for all you have done, all you are currently doing and all you will surely do in my life.  You know I treasure your promises and how grateful I am for all your provision.   While I have struggled to write “the letter”, you have grown me exponentially through this process since Labor Day.    Silly me, you revealed a beautiful list of 55 big things you have done in my life in January.  While I have written many of those detailed stories for the sake of posterity, I do not have one simple document outlining my personal testimony.   Please help me share the biggest pieces in such a way that your hand on my life is evident.  I ask this in Jesus’ name.  Amen.

Today is October 21, 2024; I am currently 56 years old. To say the past few years of my life have been supercharged with spiritual growth and experiences would be a massive understatement.   It takes my breath to consider all that God has done for me, through me, and with me my entire life.  However, those words are especially true since a near-death experience two and a half years ago.   This entire year is filled with writing out so very many different details and miracles. How could I NOT be overwhelmed with praise and gratitude?

Thank you, God, for getting Miss Dottie into the store today to share her testimony.  The value of five minutes and her life are evident in her joy from you.  I love, love, LOVE thow you timed her season of growth from her NDE July 3, 2016, with how you were moving in my own life at that time. I just love how fond you seem to be of giving me dates that are easy to remember…so I will not forget your hand in all of it.

Florence and October 5

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Thank you, Lord, for what you have been teaching me today. As I sit at the shop and Mark supports Blake by being at the Tennessee Tech Football game, I am still in awe. Until last year, this was always the date I joyfully celebrated for my childhood best friend, Angie’s birthday. Exactly one year ago, we were in Florence, Italy, on this date. It is a significant date and experience, no doubt. However, this extends beyond having the scripture by the passports, the envelopes and even our glorious evening with Bryan Yates.

Yessir. I think I see exactly what you did there. You had me completely poured out, filled up and poured out again, daily. This morning, this day was given a new context. While I didn’t fail to acknowledge you each day, it was this particular day I spelled it out from my heart. Your heart. From the moment I declared my real treasure and source of humor, God continued to show up in even bigger and more ostentatious ways. Praise is absolutely the best weapon, combined with the Word.

Because I had so many words about it last year on Facebook, I am copying over here for posterity.

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Today has been more than words could ever express. Uploaded reels or clips to share moments- beauty and grace. Either you get it or you don’t. Praying you do.

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That was all I had written before going to sleep four hours ago. Our day was so intense and emotionally exhausting…I was done. Spent. Poured out. Full. Overwhelmed.

Once again, I am being pulled from much needed sleep to write something down. Life theme. Gal 6:7-9 He showed me. Bloom where planted and what He planted in me. Life verse. GAL 6:9 for a Blonde Polish Chick is hilarious. Don’t forget, God gave you your sense of humor!!!

Did you see the thieves left our passports by His Word? Our Father in Heaven will NOT be mocked. Mark probably worried a pinch when I fell on the bed laughing so hard tears came from my eyes. Then again, I told Mark in February that God wanted to show him something in Italy. Not even joking 🤣

Seriously, I was in Blue Ridge, GA, the first few days of February. All I can say is THE most powerful presence of the Holy Spirit I have known in 55 years came upon me in a way which exceeds words. Asbury didn’t surprise me in the least. Not much does. I have always loved when He shows up and shows off! I get like a CHILD when I see it and giddy to share with anyone on my path.

I am made “like this” for His purposes. Please Forgive me if it hurts or offends in any way. It’s not about you or whether or not we believe the same things. I love you. I am just more concerned about pleasing God than people.

When I moved the dress to start cleaning up after the robbery, I wasn’t surprised at all to see our passports next to scripture cards. Mark didn’t know I had been led to write down a verse for each day in Italy. I laughed HARD.

After most was cleaned up, I found Two envelopes in separate (weird) places. One from the bank devoid of cash. One from our home where I had stored my Bible verses, a few blanks and a writing tool. The envelopes looked alike. Folded at the third. Two types of treasure, my friends. We have the One that really matters. So, within a few hours of being robbed, we were both joyfully hiking up to a stunning sunset.

If you claim to rely on His Word, I just want to encourage you to invite Him into even more of your lives. He wants me a to be like children he wants us to share His goodness in some way, EVERY SINGLE DAY…. praying you ask yourselves what are YOU bringing to that relationship? This is the third time #QOTD messaging with images are being put on my heart.

Okay. Now I am looking at the clock and Whatever He shows me 7 years from today …can’t imagine. Many of you know that things I wrote years ago are playing out in an almost freaky way. To highlight day 8, God is on the move. Confirmations galore. Grateful we got robbed! Not kidding!

1)Didn’t wear face make up to see David yesterday. Kind of like, “you are naked, so I will go the ONLY way of naked possible for me”. 😂😂😂. The Experience at Accademia was intense for both of us in different ways. Beautiful. Cathartic tears. Lots of them for me.

Edit: Need to note it took from 3:17-5:30 or so to write this. I went to read to ensure no egregious typos. The bit above said LORD OF THEM. Accurate, but still 💜✝️💜, GODWINK. Mary Kathleen Morlan

2)Sammies sent to friends – we love Terri and Jason and and our whole small group back home. We were talking about them at the Leather School- as well as Brian Sweatt and OC.

3)Bryan Yates of Liverpool, England: Thank you for sharing your musicianship before the sunset. Thank you for also breaking bread and drinking a glass of wine with us (and the gelato, too) with us later. Truly, you are a treasure. Whenever you get access again to the book of faces 😎, grateful to have some way to connect. Excited to hear if you meet Josie & Mimmo. I trust the day you read this will be exactly as designed. We truly loved our evening with you!

Record Keeping

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Lord, I don’t understand the nudge to get this written. I am still processing so many things that occurred during my six days in Florida.

First, my flight was delayed into Fort Lauderdale. It was so delayed, they offered over $1200 if any passenger would delay their flight, as mine became overcrowded. Since I was flying into FLL specifically to visit with Elizabeth, I could not delay. Then, upon arriving in FLL, I drove through powerful storms to get to my destination.

I met Elizabeth in Assisi Italy last October. We have been What’s App Prayer Warriors together. She lives in Trinidad and was getting her treatments in Jupiter, Fl. It meant so much to her that I would coordinate my limited time in Florida to celebrate her last chemo treatment. I was blessed to have five hours with her before flying over to Tampa for the next four days.

The visit with Elizabeth was beautiful. We went to eat at the cafe at Nordstroms in the Jupiter Mall. I ended up taking her back to her accommodation, as she had a return to make. Ultimately, I felt “us” in two trees in the parking lot. I was called to return to that same spot to take a photo before heading back to the airport.

I stopped at the PGA Superstore and made jokes about our credit card machine being named Joe. The gentleman’s name was Joe. The Swedish lady employee was laughing hard at the joke. I then told him the machine will henceforth be known as “Bob”.

Flying over to Tampa was delayed, as well. The uber still managed to get me to the Tunnell’s around 10 pm. We had to leave their home at 6:30 am to spend nine hours at the ballpark on Saturday. After church on Sunday, I met Miss Austin in the bathroom. Still not sure why the good Lord has me praying over folks in bathrooms, but He does and I do. It’s been lovely getting to know more of who she is as a person and mom this past week.

I also met Miss Jackie when her daughter received pitching lessons from Casey. Our conversation was very much a Godversation. I met her a week ago today, as a matter of fact. I sent her a little encouragement privately on Facebook today.

It was a pinch sad we couldn’t visit with Fred on Wednesday before I had to go back to the airport. Fred had been sick and he really needed to see a doctor and be well for his birthday last Friday.

The biggest influence of the entire trip was Jesus and the power in His Name. It’s no accident I finished a book about the Beekman Boys and started Don Dickerman’s When Pigs Move In during the same trip. It’s been exciting to explore the book and the truth with Mark.

Thank you, God. I see what you did here. Please help me see even more. I long to know all i can about you. In Jesus name, Amen.