Realization. We all pronounce words slightly differently. Over the weekend, a beautiful “stranger angel” visited the shop. She spoke with the same energy, enunciation and enthusiasm as Miss Elizabeth. While I recognized the pattern quickly, I was praying silently in my head as she spoke. I was finally compelled to ask her when she said, “re-all-I-zay-shun”, if she happened to be from Trinidad. My husband was sitting on the couch and did not appear surprised when she confirmed she was native to Trinidad. It was a beautiful Godversation.
In part, we talked about when she lost her sister a few years ago. She shared how people always tell those with cancer to fight and hold on. She went on to share her view that it is selfish at the core, when we are holding folks up from meeting Jesus. I agreed, emphatically. It was truly a shift in my heart when she talked about it. I shared a pinch about how I knew she was from Trinidad and that perhaps God was using her to remind me about Elizabeth for some reason. In truth, I thought perhaps Elizabeth had passed and that was why comfort was walking in the shop that particular day.
When she left, I messaged my friend in Florida. To my surprise, Elizabeth was quickly defensive about me meeting another woman from Trinidad. Her response was telling me she is a very private person and to never share her details of any kind with people from Trinidad. While I didn’t share her full details, I felt small receiving that message.
Now that it has been a few days of prayer and study since meeting her, I understand Elizabeth’s response a bit better. There are only 1.5 million people in Trinidad. The number of women over 50 is around six percent of that number. Their oldest daughters are in the same demographic, as well. It makes sense that ANY identifying comments could potentially reveal her personal health information.
Lord, thank you for showing me and humbling me. Thank you for all you teach me so patiently and intently. I love you. Please give peace and comfort to my Trinidad “Sisters”. In Jesus Name, Amen.
Two years and three days ago, it was February 2,2023. I was in Blue Ridge, GA, and experienced a powerful visit from the Holy Spirit. Last February, I started having ultra-low blood pressure for three weeks. This February has started with strong visits, as well. I have zero clue why there are months like August, November and February which always seem to be ultra-strong in the spiritual activity. I simply know it is true for me.
I feel the release from all the Torah Teacher vitriol. I see the growth in my children, despite the setbacks in some areas. I am enjoying a different and deeper type of peace in my spirit most days. I pause, more patiently and sweetly these days. I still say the wrong thing on occasion, but that is the flesh.
Today was a pinch odd because JPW visited and continued to discuss J6 and political issues which nearly caused me to vomit. Still, I was at peace in my heart.
I am truly sorry for offending anyone; I simply cannot digest news or politics.
It has been the clearest lesson of all. Since I did not digest the Antioch High School shooting two weeks ago, I was able to be fully present and respond from the spirit with a 58 YO mom of a student there visited the shop on Monday. It was a real-life example of how being “unaware” of “facts” in the news leads to better Godversations. Lord, protect all the kids from these copycat threats and bring peace to Jane and Olivia.
Reflecting on all God has done the past two years takes my breath.
I have done nothing to deserve so much love and encouragement from Our Father in Heaven. What is becoming crystal clear is that when I get those nudges in my spirit, my job is to follow them. After working in Matthew and through Chapter 10 the other day, I was awakened in the wee hours to learn more about a “cold cup of water”. I will link what I read in addition to scripture here. In this moment, I am recalling Sam talk about the “little things” over a year ago. What a precious reminder of how Jesus works through people. Thank you, Father God.
Father God, I always praise you and you know it is for all you have done, are doing and will do. I know you know my heart better than anyone in the universe. Today, I beg again for Sharon, Joyce’s sister’s, health and for peace in their family. Lord, may you keep YOUR CHILDREN, safe, including me and mine. You know the things I will not write here, as they would be permanent record of the conflicts we are working through. I love my children entirely too much to detail the conflicts. I pray to see a day where they are all forgotten and forgiven. Please, protect our home, our spirits and our health. Please use those spears and drive humility through ALL. I love you so much. Too much to write out all of my needs. Whatever your will, may I see your hand on everything and praise your Holy Name. In Jesus Name, amen.
We started Cobble’s Knowing Jesus as King study with our small group last night. I was thrilled my loving husband returned from his Louisville trip with good experiences and much stress reduction. He sent me home to rest before our small group.
Although my husband could not attend and one other couple was not present, we had an excellent Godversation about the scepter of Judah, how we all prostitute ourselves (discussing Jesus’ lineage) and how the angels ministered to Jesus after he defeated Satan in the wilderness. It was rather poetic when Laurie exclaimed how David Guzak’s commentary mentions they may have served him food and Terri talked about seeing the angels with trays. Just those few thoughts will serve to remind me of what the Holy Spirit put on my heart regarding Matthew.
Every book of The Bible is worthy of deep exploration, study and understanding. We all learn differently and love differently. Lord, may we all love you enough to dive in deeply to Matthew, together. I know we all love you and understand it will look different based on perception. We are so grateful for all you have done, are doing and will surely do. You know the thorn and only you can remove it. Please keep my mouth guarded if that is your will. Should your will be for me to encourage the nay-sayers, I will be obedient and share directly. Thank you for Connor’s visit today and the many Godversations in the shop today.
My daughter and I started watching Bridgerton together on Sunday evening. In a subsequent episode, a lead protagonist declares her husband does not love her because LOVE DOES NOT LIE. It hit me deep and I spent time in 1 COR 13 pondering the difference between love and romance. Today’s One Minute with God at the shop immediately redefined how I will see “SMS” in the future.
Whenever I see “SMS text messaging”, I will think “Strength, might and spirit” and remember DEUT 6:5 which instructs us to love the Lord our God with all our heart soul and strength. It is repeated in other passages, but recent months have me feeling more connected to the first five books of The Bible. GPS is not the map function on our phones, it’s God’s Perfect Son, to me. I love that everyday worldly things CAN be reclaimed for the Kingdom. After all, Colossians 1:17 remains truth and He holds EVERYTHING together, especially me.
Miss Dottie was in this morning and loved the Godversation I shared with her regarding Miss Audrey’s 100th “would have been” birthday yesterday. I love that the LORD made certain JoJo found the clock last year already set to the time of 1:27. JoJo was going to set it to be the date of her mom’s birthday, January 27. It was already set to 1:27. It is no accident she found the plaque her mother bought on what would have been a “special” birthday. I could not help but cry tears of joy reading the plaque to Miss Dottie.
In eight days, I have had one thyroid pill. I do not know if my gut is wonky from the estrogen patch. Praise God, I found the former lost patches. I was telling my husband the other day that maybe losing 88 pounds has changed the requirements for my body. If there is a healthy way to not take any medication, I am all for it. If my body requires it, there is no shame in being as healthy as possible. I am just waiting for The Boss to tell me what is next.
Be still and know, He is God. He is for me. I know this in the depths of my soul. I am His.
Father God, I am in awe. Total, utter and comprehensive awe for the beauty and blessings of yesterday with Morgan, Lyss and Jonathan. Hilarity of “double-double” at Ninja with the girls and then the amazing conversation with Jonathan later are all bubbling over so much goodness. You were with me the entire day! The title of this post deserves details meant for another time. Suffice it to say, the day was filled with divine humor, grace and love. It was like prayers being answered every twenty minutes. Thank you for connecting Morgan to Jonathan at a soul connection level. You keep making me cry happy tears in the best ways. Thank you, a million times over, for sending my daughter her “Cosmic Cowboy, Tyrone”. Thank you for the rest, peace and love of snuggling with my daughter all night. What sweet and peaceful rest.
Lord, thank you sending Miss Terri into the shop early today. Our conversations and Godversations are always so edifying! Thank you for nudging me to give her the LION/LAMB card without signing it. When I explained it was meant for her to show my love, but with the intent to give it to another, she knew immediately who it was meant to receive the card. Beautiful!
Then, the wonderful Godversation with Phillip about his relationship with Pickleball Lapeer was beyond blessed. The encouragement you gave me to give him about finding a pickleball court to show agape love in return was priceless!
New Derrick talked about raising his first son on his own, with his mother’s help. He has four boys and one daughter. Wonderful Godversation which allowed me to encourage him for being such a loving and devoted father. He was surprised to learn how much more important Father’s are in certain developments. Lord, please send sweet Lydia whatever she needs to be grounded in your truth and YOUR WILL for her life. Please continue to encourage Derrick, as well. In Jesus name, I do pray. Amen.
Thank you for all you have done, are doing and will surely do. You’ve heard my incessant praises and do not require them here. I praise you, as well, for making me flip open our Spiritual Warfare Bible at the shop today. I should not be surprised it’s nearly two full pages identifying the causes of curses just before Proverbs 26 begins. Powerful message, indeed. You drew me to the center and LYING/UNFORGIVENESS.
Melissa Schilling Smith continues to boldly lie to her followers. I did not know if you were clipping her “wings” by giving her the back problems immediately after slandering me. I heard her say something about taking on the pain of others, but it was so clear to me YOU gave her the pain for other reasons. It breaks my heart that she doesn’t see that she was also attacking truth you have given me. It was vicious, ugly and beyond slander. You told me to write in the letter something about not harming a Child of Yah without expecting some woe. I will go back and read it again for edification. Still, I would not wish that pain on anyone, including her. You know my prayers for her and her followers remain. It truly breaks my heart for you that such a good teacher in so many ways is hellbent on doubling down on her lies.
Perhaps the first lie she repeated about me on 1/4/25 invited a specific demon to Melissa’s homestead or to the entire group. It would make sense, as I have heard new and repeated lies for the past three weeks. The fact she deleted that “1/4/25 LIVE” from Facebook is a blessing for me, even if she only deleted it to protect herself. That is between you and Melissa. It makes me incredibly uncomfortable to watch her or listen to her now. I trust the discomfort I feel is serving you, Lord. I know you are growing me. I rebuke anyone calling me a Polish Witch or any other false statement.
My husband knows the guard you have had on my mouth. He knows I am only “that” quiet when I am with you. You kept me silent for three weeks after Melissa blocked me from her Facebook page! I sent the letter you commanded on January 4, 2025. I am grateful she took the direct encouragement to block our business pages, as well. I love the page you kept access available to me. Now it makes sense why I did not delete it last year! In your infinite wisdom, you knew it would be needed. As three more weeks have passed, it is clear I would have spiritually dried up if I remained in the stream of her teaching. Not only did she delete that ugly LIVE video, but she also ceased adding the Shabbat lessons to YouTube. THANK YOU.
Father God, you have shown me lies, slander, ugly hearts, distracted spirits and false teachings. You know the false teachings on pharmakeia, birthdays and lukewarm vomit are only part of what I have seen and heard for myself. I will stick to prostrating myself in front of you and your WORD. You are the best teacher, period.
Thank you for working through the issues with me in a way I could understand. You always seem to take me to a WORD you planted in my heart to answer a question. (ISA 63:7) Thank you for the deep dive lesson on water sources and pointing out Jesus says he would rather us be HOT or COLD than Lukewarm. It makes perfect sense we all need to be useful! Melissa keeps saying Jesus will spit us out of his mouth in vomit chunks. Forgive me, Lord, it makes me chortle under my breath with how Proverbs 26:28 concludes the topic: “A lying tongue hates those who are afflicted by it, and a flattering mouth works ruin.” Yes, she clearly has zero love for me, despite the words which come out of her mouth.
Apparently, you wanted me to share a few things here and specifically tag her name. I don’t know who you are sending to this Godroom, but trust your direction implicitly. May any who come to God’s Little Hummingbird on any social media site understand they should bring EVERY concern or question directly to YOU. May they know the TRUTH she does teach so beautifully and may the Holy Spirit convict them of the ERRORS and FALSE teaching, so they may all grow closer to you. Above all, Lord, I beg of you to convict those who are NOT LEADING WITH LOVE, in their written or spoken words. In Jesus name, I do pray. Amen.
When lies escalate, more and more are lost. False teachings galore. A certain Torah teacher accused me of sending HUNDREDS of emails stirring up division. The email was clearly sent in great love and covered in prayer. I only sent the message to those I had developed personal relationships with over the course of months. Without going back to FB messaging, I am certain it more than a dozen and less than two dozen.
Accusing me of hundreds of emails is simply an egregious lie. An intentional one, as well.
Truth is the only thing which can be released from my tongue. Praise God for guarding my tongue. Once the truth was shared last Shabbat in an incredibly loving manner, it was clear from the responses the stream of GLH is drying up, indeed. Protect them, Father God. She is a talented teacher and knows better than me. When we know better, shouldn’t we all do better?
Continued lies and doubling down on nonsense is just nonsense. It’s painful nonsense, but nonsense none the less.
Romans 8:8 tells us those who are in the realm of the flesh cannot please God. Powerful reminder to me this morning, as it is the very heart of where my LORD and SAVIOUR have held me the past several weeks. “Carol, you can not please me in your flesh. Do not worry what the world thinks.”
Kind of cool to see this on the scale this morning and share with my husband. Last night was a breakthrough for us in ways that I will not write about. Prayer is powerful, period. When prayer is answered in the spirit. it is a different type of ecstasy. It is a different type of beauty and peace. It all belongs to Him. Praise God, indeed!
This morning, we listened together to The Blessing and Numbers 6:24-26 just engraved itself onto my heart, over and over. Generations have been a huge theme the past few months. Thank you, Lord, for morning submission and revelation. Please, Father God, if it is your will, please bring both of my children back to your path. My heart breaks for them and yet I know your timing will always be superior. I do trust you to bring them back if it is your will. Please help me let go if it is not. I know I can no longer bow down to their fears or anything else.
You are ever-present in my life. What you nudged me to text my son about obtaining employment yesterday did create conflict. While I do not deny that pinch of conflict, I praise you for the PEACE you gave me in my heart in those moments of his conflict. Your word tells us we don’t eat if we are not willing to work. (2 THESS 3:10) I stand on YOUR word and YOUR direction for our lives. No mistake that passage goes on to say to never tire of doing what is good.
This morning was highly productive and blessed because you are with me now. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you more than words could ever express.
In the past few days, I know I have mentioned, shared or commented how God woos me through Job. Yesterday was a wonderful day, snowed in with my husband and son. Mark and I cleaned out the deep freeze, tackled a few small tasks together and played cards. We both enjoyed long soaks in our tub. My prayers last night as he was still soaking were answered beautifully, as well.
This morning, my first thought was “obedience is greater than sacrifice”. 1 Sam 15:22. The principle conveyed by “Obedience is better than sacrifice” is not just about external actions or religious rituals but emphasizes the importance of a heart that is willing to submit and obey God’s will. From that same link: Samuel explained further: “For rebellion is like the sin of divination, and arrogance like the evil of idolatry” (1 Sam. 15:23). Disobeying God is rebellion against Him, an act Samuel equated to paganism and witchcraft. In Saul’s case, it was also connected to his proud heart. Saul decided he knew better than God. All rebellion is idolatry, a form of self-worship.
How perfect to see the idolatry pointed out to me over a week ago by the Holy Spirit in a certain 1:850 Tee Shirt. Complete and total idolatry, especially in conjunction with the way they chose to slander me as a “Polish witch”. Blasphemy!
Oh, Lord, how you do make things so very clear! I felt wooed. When Mark woke, I sing-songed, “woo woo woo” and asked if he recalled the artist. He recalled the song immediately, but neither of us could name the artist. I googled and found it was Jeffrey Osborne in 1986. You Should Be Mine is the title of the song. This preceded excellent Godversation about how there were ten generations between Noah and Abraham. We are both growing closer to the truth of how every man-made religion misses the mark God has established. The three major world religions all point to Abraham as their “Father”. Clearly, the translations miss something in each case.
Father God, you know I thank and praise you for all you have done, are doing and will surely do. Please keep making us yours. In Jesus name, I pray. Amen.
Just nudged to write you a love note. I so enjoyed my long soak and stillness. I feel like a baby, so fresh and clean.
As a sit here in our master bedroom, the tv is playing soft worship feeling music and sharing scripture. It is such a peace filled moment. You are my peace and you are here with me. I feel the sweet embrace that brings tears to my eyes. Oh, Lord, this is so beautiful.
Thank you for my loving husband. As he continues to soak in the tub, please place loving and tender spirits in that special place in his heart. Thank you for showing me last month how wrong I had been in my prayers for him. That breakthrough is still bubbling over our marriage. I see what you did there. I am so grateful and just poured out.
I will never understand just how you chose me for so much. I know I do not deserve all of these incredible blessings and miracles. Oh, how you woo me. I praise your name above every other name. You alone are Sovereign Adonai. You course through my veins and fill my entire being. I am yours. I have so much more to learn I love so much how you teach me. Thank you for blessing me in Jesus name, Amen.
My God Room 