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The Gog Coalition is Forming Now…Ezekiel 34-39 pt 8

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And the word of the Lord came unto me, saying,  Son of man, set thy face against Gog, the land of Magog, the chief prince of Meshech and Tubal, and prophesy against him, And say, Thus saith the Lord God; Behold, I am against thee, O Gog, the chief prince of Meshech and Tubal: And I will turn thee back, and put hooks into thy jaws, and I will bring thee forth, and all thine army, horses and horsemen, all of them clothed with all sorts of armour, even a great company with bucklers and shields, all of them handling swords: Persia, Ethiopia, and Libya with them; all of them with shield and helmet:  Gomer, and all his bands; the house of Togarmah of the north quarters, and all his bands: and many people with thee. Be thou prepared, and prepare for thyself, thou, and all thy company that are assembled unto thee, and be thou…

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A Dirge For America…

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Take up this Lamentation for the Land of the Free,

America, once the liberator of others, who will liberate you?

Are you really free? Free of what?

You have set your self free alright,

By your social revolution, you are now free from

Marriage, commitment, family, and fruitfulness

Yours is the freedom of the madman,

who observes no conventions, who wears no clothes,

and who breaks all chains, (He will NOT be restrained)

and who now lives among the tombs crying and cutting himself…

Yours is the Freedom of Adam and Eve,

Who broke away from God, and from Eden, and from all that was good…

Do you know what you have forfeited? Do you know what you have lost?

Sing this dirge for America the Beautiful….

America you really were beautiful,

What an idea! A republic based upon self rule,

Limits upon Government power, based…

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It’s OK to be a Home-Maker

It is.

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It really is okay to be a homemaker, a housewife, a stay-at-home Mum, whatever you want to call it. I was pondering this as I vacuumed my house today.

I reckon this job is the most denigrated job in the Western world nowadays.

And it is a job. It is hard work with absolutely no financial rewards.

And that is what this world values highly isn’t it? Money. Power and prestige go a long way too.  But generally what the world values and considers important is the opposite to what God values and considers important.

Being a homemaker has none of those rewards. The work one does is generally thankless. There is certainly no prestige to scrubbing toilet bowls and making shopping lists. And power? Good grief – what’s that?

But I will confess – I love it.

Yes I do. I enjoy cleaning up and keeping my house tidy. I enjoy folding washing and putting it away. I take pride in my home and like sharing it with others. I enjoy growing vegies in my garden and the reward of harvesting them. I enjoy buying trinkets and decorative items for our home. Does this make me shallow and materialistic? Maybe. Yet I will continue to like it anyway. I love being there when my kids are home from school. I love being able to help them with homework and listen to readers. (Disclaimer: I do dislike cleaning the shower and ironing, any ironing…)

Am I a martyr?

I don’t think so. I just have zero ambition in the workplace. Absolutely ZERO. Gosh that even sounds wrong to me to admit to that.

The thought of climbing a corporate ladder does not appeal to me. All that effort and energy going into some impersonal corporation – ew. But the thought of putting effort and energy into my family and kids, the idea that I can build something into them by being with them and making their home lovely gives me pleasure.  I AM this kind of “ambitious” when it comes to my family.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a problem with mums who do paid work. I think they are amazing. I honestly don’t know how they do it. I get that the system is set up so that most families can only survive on double incomes. And single mums? I know lots of them and wow, they are quite simply heroes – carrying the burden of everything at once.

stay at homeBut I do want to free up stay-at-home mums. For the last few decades what we do has been cast aside as pathetic, old-fashioned and value-less.

I am here to say that being a homemaker is the exact opposite of that.

It is not pathetic to take pride in your work around the home and with your children. It is a GOOD thing. God’s Word says :

“And whatsoever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord…” Colossians 3:23

You can be a home-maker and intelligent.  You can be a housewife and contribute to society.  You can be a stay-at-home Mum and be inspired.  What we do is just as important as paid work.

For any stay-at-home mums out there, what you are doing is worth more than a billion dollars. You are creating a loving, caring, clean and lovely home for your family. You are building into your children, time, energy, effort, love and there is no way to measure that value.

Take heart, there is someone who sees your hard work and He will reward you one day.

God bless,

Belinda


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Missionary Quotations: Praying John Hyde

“If we are willing to put ourselves into God’s hands, then God is willing to john hyde, missionary to Indiause us.  But there are two conditions: Obedience and purity.

Obedience in everything, even in the least, surrendering up our wills and taking the will of God.

And the next step is purity.  God wants pure vessels for His service, clean channels through which to pour forth His grace.  He wants purity in the very centre of the soul, and unless God can have a pure vessel, purified by the fire of the Spirit, He cannot use that vessel.

He is asking you now if you will let Him cleanse away part of your very life.  God must have a clean vessel He can use.”

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A Dream from 2007

 

I had this dream at the end of 2007.  I am sharing it now at the prompting of the Holy Spirit.  With no embellishment, nor attempt to “interpret” it, I will simply leave it to the Lord to use this however He intends:

There was a village by the sea.  The sky was dark and cloudy and the sea was

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stormy and rough. The waves of the sea beat upon the stone walls that separated the village from the waters.

Out of this wild sea strange beasts started to emerge.  They were huge and black with bodies like hippos and faces like wild pigs.  They had big sharp teeth.  They poured forth from the frothing ocean, up the beach and into the village.  Their rampage through the village was terrifying.  They destroyed everything in their path.  Havoc, destruction and fear ensued. 

After they had spent some time wreaking havoc I was shocked to see that some of the villagers, who had previously been so scared of the beasts, seemed to have forgotten their terror as they began welcoming and taking the baby beasts into their own homes as pets.

I couldn’t comprehend this development and wondered how they could be so short-sighted not to realize that soon these babies would also grow to be the full-sized beasts that had rampaged their village, and would wreak their own havoc!

I then looked up into the dark sky and it was so black.  More black than anything I had ever seen.

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Suddenly as I looked at the sky, light pierced through the blackness.  More and more light pierced through until I saw the form of a Man on top of a white cloud, surrounded by bright light breaking through the darkness.  I knew it was Jesus returning and I was so happy.

End of dream

 

 


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Tish B’Av …Israel’s National Day Of Sorrow

This is very timely, and important…

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(Tish B’Av, the ninth of the Hebrew month of Av comes this year between August 4-5. I am republishing an earlier article for this occassion. Keep looking up everybody!)

How hath the LORD covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud in his anger, and cast down from heaven unto the earth the beauty of Israel, and remembered not his footstool in the day of his anger!

The LORD hath swallowed up all the habitations of Jacob, and hath not pitied: he hath thrown down in his wrath the strong holds of the daughter of Judah; he hath brought them down to the ground: he hath polluted the kingdom and the princes thereof.

He hath cut off in his fierce anger all the horn of Israel: he hath drawn back his right hand from before the enemy, and he burned against Jacob like a flaming fire, which devoureth round about.

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Of Fine Minds…

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There are some things that my spirit understands that I don’t. When I say “I”, I mean my mind. I am sure God has something against our intelligence which we still do not fully understand. But from reading scripture we can begin to get a grip on why God considers the human mind his enemy no.1.
I do not intend to go into that discussion in this post; I will do so in another post. For now, I just want to say how wonderful it is that there are things which my spirit understands perfectly well, but of which my mind is in the dark.
For example, I can find myself crying for no reason at all. That means my spirit understands something which my mind does not.
Sometimes I can feel led to do something which my mind is totally against. I can feel, sometimes, that I ought to…

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Update: Meriam Ibrahim Charged With Fraud, Banned From Leaving

We need to continue to pray for our sister…

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This story is surrounded by confusion, I will continue to search for updates on this. The Daily Mail is reporting an exclusive story that Meriam is being charged with fraud, and can not leave Sudan.  It’s bad enough that our state department is evidently inept at protecting it’s citizens abroad, now this.  Why wasn’t officials with her, why didn’t officials have a team to protect her, why wasn’t she met at the door of the prison and taken to a transport plane?  They knew that she had received death threats, they knew that her family wanted to kill her.  Now they have let her be detained long enough for this.  Pray for her and her family.  Pray for intervention from God.  Pray for protection.

(Daily Mail)  The Sudanese woman who was sentenced to death for being a Christian has been released from her latest detention but has been charged with…

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From Muhammed to Jesus

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This was Muslim woman *Safa’s question to me when I first shared the gospel with her just over a year ago…

On Friday I had the great honour and privilege of baptizing Safa*- our first adult convert to be baptized in our Mission.

 

With her permission I will share with you a little of Safa’s story…

Safa moved to Australia with her family when she was six years old. She was brought up a Muslim in a Muslim family. She remembers her father regularly went to mosque to make his prayers.

 

As time went on her family life broke down and violence became a part of it. As Safa grew up she turned away from her childhood faith and entered into an albeit God-less existence, although she stilled called herself a Muslim. Over the course of the years a pre-arranged marriage which didn’t work out, another violently abusive relationship and then the arrival of a baby boy had caused Safa to withdraw from much of life.

As she struggled to bring up her son as a single mother, she remembers spending most of her days simply staring out the window. Eventually she was diagnosed with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder and turned to alcohol to alleviate some of the pain of her past.

Most days at midday she would begin to drink and would keep going right till 2 or 3am.

How I became a part of Safa’s life is through the food pantry. We have run this ministry from our garage for five years now. Another single mother whom we had helped with food parcels told me she knew someone who needed help – Safa. So one day I took food around to Safa. As well as the food, I popped into the bag a Bible and a Christian tract. This continued for a few weeks until one day Safa told me she had been reading the Bible but didn’t understand what she was reading. She invited me in for a coffee and to explain it to her.

I shared the basic gospel of Jesus Christ with her. This was when she had said to me:

“Belinda, why hasn’t anyone told me before that Jesus rose from the dead?”

From six years old she had lived in this “Christian” country – and it was not until she was in her forties that she heard the gospel. How terribly sad.

Then she said to me:

“But Belinda- If Jesus rose from the dead that means God is real!”

Her simple faith stunned me. Never before had I come across this beautiful child-like faith. I admit I almost did not know how to react to it. Antagonism, skepticism – these reactions were all familiar to me, but this was something new.

As I left her house that day I praised the Lord. I praised Him for His mercy and lovingkindess, I praised Him that He had sent me to Safa. I praised Him for her childlike faith and beauty.

Week by week we began meeting and reading the Bible together. Safa was full of questions. She couldn’t get enough of this incredible Book. New meaning was coming into her life and suddenly she began seeing that God was real.

“Belinda, I have never before noticed how beautiful those flowers are! It is like I am seeing them for the first time!” Safa said this sort of statement to me regularly as God’s beautiful creation unfolded before her for the first time.

Safa even began dreaming. She dreamt she was dropping down a big hole on her way to hell when suddenly she was saved. Some nights Safa would wake herself up talking aloud to Jesus. She said His presence was so very close to her.

All of this was so encouraging to me and I rejoiced in the Lord.  However one thing was bothering me. I had smelled alcohol on Safa on a number of occasions. I didn’t know anything much about her or her past at this point, but I knew the smell of alcohol and I knew what it meant.

 

At that time I had just come out of a very difficult situation with another alcoholic that we had been ministering to. He had never confessed his alcoholism to us but it was obvious by the copious amounts of drink he consumed whenever we saw him. He had hurt us incredibly by lying to us, abusing us and then ultimately rejecting us as we tried to reach Him with God’s love. That is another story, but now being confronted with another person enslaved to alcohol was potentially too much for me to bear in my recent hurt. I spoke to God about this regularly. I didn’t know what He was going to do about it but I knew that I couldn’t bear being lied to again.

 

And then He did it.

 

One night I dropped food into Safa. She met me on her front porch. She was ready to accept Christ as her Lord and Saviour and to give Him her life. Suddenly the floodgates were opened and she confessed. She confessed her sins to me, she confessed her alcoholism and the hold it had on her. She confessed she was powerless against it. I knew then that this situation was different from the last. That God was working in her and that He had had her confess in absolute childlike honesty everything to me.

 

This was the beginning of Safa being set free.

 

There on her front porch we prayed together. She gave her life to Christ and I broke the power of the demon of alcohol over her in the Name of Jesus.

Safa says that was the night that everything changed.   Even though she still drank, the alcohol lost its grip on her there and then.

 

She began reducing her intake. Her doctors became concerned. They told her she was reducing it too fast and that she would go into cardiac arrest.

She said  “But if I don’t need it why should I drink it?”

They encouraged her to drink more. They said her body needs it. They were scared of what would happen.

When she refused, they helplessly told her to ring the Drug and Alcohol helpline, which she did.

After explaining to the man at the Drug and Alcohol line her situation he told her to continue with what she was doing.  he was amazed by how well she was doing. When he asked her the cause of this sudden change in her life she told him:

“I have gotten to know Jesus.” She ended up witnessing to him on the phone. He asked if he could share her story with the other drug and alcohol counsellors he worked with….

 

Safa asked me one day how she should now answer on official documents as to her religion – should she write “Muslim” or “Christian”?

 

I answered by asking her “Well, Safa, who do you follow – Muhammed or Jesus?”

 

“Jesus!” She exclaimed, “I follow Jesus.  I am a Christian!”

And so Safa was baptized on Friday in front of the ladies from our women’s prayer group.

Safa has found a Man she can trust. A Man who will never harm her or abuse her in any way. A Man who gave up His very life for her.

A Man she is totally in love with….. That Man of Galilee.

On Friday Safa obeyed her Lord and was identified with Him in His death, burial and resurrection.

I am absolutely overjoyed that God led me to Safa. I feel so privileged to have been with her every step of the way as she came to also know Jesus, my wonderful Saviour. I feel so privileged to be able to continue to disciple Safa and watch her grow.

I praise God with the angels in heaven that “there is a new name written down in glory”.

Hallelujah to the Lamb of God!

But one thing I can never forget is her question to me:

“Belinda, why hasn’t anyone told me before that Jesus rose from the dead?”

 

*Name has been changed to protect privacy


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Occult Practices and Public Schools

I am becoming increasingly alarmed at the occult practices that are being introduced to my children in public school and even in kindergarten.  As momentum increases to try to remove Christian Religious Education from public schools, it alarms me that I see the pagan influences increasing.

My daughter is in grade 4 and my son in grade 1.  Every year so far there has been a battle with regards to this issue.

When my son was in his last term of kindergarten he had a substitute teacher for the last few weeks to cover maternity leave.  She had the kids sit in a circle and pass around a stick.  This stick had a string attached to the end of it with a feather attached to the string.  She asked them to wish for a pet as they held the stick.  She also practiced visualization and meditation with them.  She would get them to visualise their parents as tiny and in the palms of their own hands as they said some sort of mantra exerting their own will over their parents.  When my husband and I found out about this we were extremely alarmed.  We complained to the kindergarten.  They could see nothing wrong with what she was doing and said she was encouraging “imagination” etc.  It was only when we threatened his permanent removal from the centre that they arranged a meeting with us and they agreed to stop this kind of “teaching”.  These kids were 4 years old at the time.

I have had to go up to school when my daughter was in grade one and meet with her teacher as I heard that she was about to start reading a famous story about witches to the class.  I requested that she consider not reading the book, but if she were to go ahead with it that my daughter be removed from the class whilst she read the story.  She decided to not go ahead with it.

In grade two my daughter’s teacher began leading them through guided meditation and visualization as they lay on the floor.

In grade four this practice still continues in her classroom but, praise God, after much prayer about this the teacher has now given the children the option to “opt out” of it.  My daughter now giggles and chats quietly with a friend or reads a book as it goes on.

A “reflections” garden is now being planned and designed for the school with winding pathways and orbs.  Maybe I am getting overly alarmed, but this to me also sounds a bit worrying.

There seems to me to be a double-standard here – get rid of Christian education, remove the history of our Judeo-Christian heritage here in Australia, but practices from another religion such as Zen Buddhism or Hinduism are acceptable.

I know that nature abhors a vacuum, and so the removal of Christianity in any form from our schools will have to be replaced with something else.

My husband and I feel we are really left with no choice but to pull the kids out and put them in a Christian school.  But what about those families who cannot afford this option?

Has anyone else experienced anything similar?  Would love to hear any feedback.