Voice Your Failure And Your Redemption


When A Woman Finds Her Voice

When A Woman Finds Her Voice

I asked Jesus Christ into my heart.  Yes, He was real to me.  But His truth was not nourished and embedded in my heart.  The battle raged on.  I was thrust into the struggle without the proper armor.  I was young, I was weak, I was confused.  Through relationships, I became controlled and manipulated to succumb to Satan‘s invitations.  My insecurity ruled me, after all, this was what the fallen angel wanted.  I listened to the  Wrong Voices.  

I failed.  I scraped my knees while falling.  But I can get up.  With God’s power I am being made whole again.  It is a journey.  I will NOT be controlled again by anyone or anything but Christ.  Do I believe this?  Now, Lord help me with my unbelief!

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The Lord wants us to be as healthy as we can be even though this world is so desperately flawed.  Sickness in so many forms resonate from the original fall, but our present sins are also influencing these developments every minute of the day.  Strive for perfection, say ye?  NO, of course not, because that is not attainable on earth.  But listening to the Holy Spirit to allow His guidance, is here in this present day world, as Jesus promised before He went to be with the Father God.

Emotional and mental illness is a complex issue.  Educated doctors are still baffled over which pill will calm you, which pill will keep you centered on life, what therapy will help you get well.  I am certainly not against help.   But the counsel and therapy offered through Jesus Christ and the Bible should be sought first and foremost for the Christian.  And remember what the Bible says about fellowship?  This is so important, I believe, especially for women of today.  (ALL AGES)  This includes mentoring, praying together, laughing together, grieving together, etc.

Jo Ann Fore has been a “wounded woman”.  Through God’s Grace, she has found her voice and wants to be involved with healing of other women, partnering with the Lord.  She is offering information and experience for today’s women to help them find their voice.  Have you been to her Face Book site “Writing Where It Hurts“?  And where does it hurt?  Only you know where it hurts and how it hurts.  Why not journal and write about it to help get your thoughts down before you and God as you pray.

Look for Jo Ann’s new book, When A Woman Finds Her Voice: Overcoming Life’s Hurts & Using Your Story to Make a Difference, soon to be released.

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The ‘Have it Your Way” Gospel


Jonathan Cahn

Jonathan Cahn

by Jonathan Cahn

A fast-food franchise made famous the slogan, “Have it your way”.  Unfortunately, we live in a fast food culture and subscribe to a fast food FAITH.  What this means is:  the subjectification of the Gospel.  The Gospel isn’t really about God anymore but what God can do for me.  It’s not about truth, but what I feel.  If I feel it, it’s true.  It’s not about the absolute, it’s about subjective.  We don’t mold our lives to conform to God’s absolute truth.  Rather we mold our beliefs to conform the way we live our lives.  The Bible has become as valuable to us as a hamburger.  Have it your way.  We must reject fast food Christianity–the subjectification of the Gospel.  We’re not SAVED by a subjective truth.  Such gospels and philosophies save no one.  We’re saved by the Absolute Truth, the unchangeable God, and the unalterable Gospel.  Reject the spirit of the age and live by the Holy Spirit.  Let’s not bend the truth to fit our lives, but let’s conform our lives to fit the truth.  For the eternal and unchanging truth of God…is not a hamburger!

Slogan:  “Do it God’s way”.

Romans 12:2     ESV   “Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of our mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God what is good and acceptable and perfect.”

“Wildflower Bride in Dry Creek, by Janet Tronstad


So many times in real life, the Holy Spirit chooses family members or close friends to show someone visibly how Christ came into their world and accomplished an overhaul on their lives.

Tyler Stone, as did his brothers, went through the first part of his life with low self-esteem based on poverty, lifestyle, a dysfunctional family and without God. He seemed to feel that no matter what he did or how good he did it, he would never be a stable or loving husband or father.

When he finally visits his former hometown, he sees miraculous changes in other people’s lives. He also is at his point of need and begins to note that God does seem reachable.

A young woman whom he served as a body-guard in their teens still shares a special relationship with him. After a family secret is revealed, he begins to understand more about the root of his insecurity and then opens his heart to God’s care and redemption.

It is amazing how so many people have trusted Christ in this small place and how the power and strength of God permeates and continues to reach others.

This story by Janet Tronstad, from the “Return to Dry Creek” series, is again one that could easily be real and in any Montana cowboy town. I recommend this easy and enjoyable read! Continue reading

Me and Harry


For those of you who know what a wimp I have been most of my life, I am glad to report that I made it all the way up the Catwalk and the soreness is wearing out of my body!  Another moment that proves “God is not finished with me yet”!

Larry, Harry and I had a delightful hike on an almost perfect day in New Mexico.  I am sworn to secrecy on Harry’s age, let’s just say that an 80+ man who can ride a skinny rim bicycle up and down windy surfaces accompanied us with great hiking stories from the past, some of his life’s great moments heavy with a bundle of friendship.

We had planned to leave NM today, but the Holy Spirit laid on our hearts to give a little more time out of our schedule to someone that we felt truly needs it and deserves it.  We will have to drive a little faster back to Boise, but if you would pray for us in that regard, we would really appreciate it!

’til next time…