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Reflector When we rise to the occasion as the Spirit of the Almighty God infiltrates our very being, there is nothing that cannot be accomplished through the mighty working of God’s hand. The wind blows and you do not see where it came from, but you see where it is going. The movement, the direction, of the wind can be seen and felt, just like God’s Spirit that rushes over us and fills us to capacity with His love and inspiration. Be reflectors of God’s grace. Be reflectors of His forgiveness and love. Be reflectors of His compassion. Do these things as a reflector back to God from whence it came. Do not shine in your own eyes or else you will be blinded and not able to see the right path. Always reflect back to Him, for it is He that imparts wisdom, it is He that imparts power and unfailing love. To God be the glory! Inspired by God   Written by Rhonda Norris

THE OLD PURSE Some things will motivate you to do something, but some things will make you desperately get up and move into serious action. I couldn’t find my debit card! I searched everywhere I usually would have put it. Frantically, I unloaded the contents of my purse. Honey, I mean every speck was emptied on the table. To my surprise, I also found new secret pockets down in the liner where you really had to dig and hunt. I guess over the past few months or maybe I should say a year, things in my purse got shifted around and trapped. I shook the whole purse, turned it inside out, cleaned it all out, to find forgotten items buried deep inside. I also noticed that over time my purse was getting much heavier. I actually dreaded carrying it. It made my shoulder hurt. I even went to the doctor about my shoulder pain, and you know what he said? "I see your problem. You need to lose weight… in your purse!"  I would have to get a buggy every time I went to the store for m

Mama Bird In the still quiet morning with coffee in hand, I greet the day. Pondering over the conversations from yesterday. A prayer welled up in my dry heart. Lord, I feel confused, hurt and defeated. It seems that the more I try to do good things, and help my grown kids, I get all wound up and end up more in the way, making a mess of it all. I am so NOT perfect. I certainly haven’t made it. My heart feels let down. I allowed my emotions to get upset about my daughter’s situation and I was ready to do battle. It was not my fight, but it was my child. I guess the Mama in me wanted to protect and help my child, even though she is all grown up with her own kids to take care of. I jumped right up in the middle of it all with both feet! Here I was shouting out to any enemy that would come against my child. I totally stopped my schedule to go get on that band wagon and I wanted to run it full force ahead. I wanted to fix it. I wanted to take charge and get it done for her. I have t

Run to the Basement Run to the basement! Anybody raised up in the south understands what “run to the basement” means and you certainly don’t dilly dally around. Honey, you run! As a kid, when the bad storms came, that's where we would go, down to the basement. Whether we were in the house or outside, there was a way to get to the basement. It was the safe place.  As I got older, a funny thing happened. When I would be going through storms in my life, I would have dreams that a tornado was a coming. In my dream, I would be running back to the house to get to the basement, the safe place. Sometimes in my dreams, I would be telling a family member to go to the basement. I would either go to them in person or call them on the phone. I warned them, there’s a tornado coming! Get to the basement! I felt it was my duty to warn everyone. In my dreams I could feel the wind rushing and see the rolling dark clouds. This was usually during a hard time in my life, my own storm

  Egypt is a spirit Egypt is a spirit, not necessarily a place or location.  Bondage or prison is a place of slavery, but it is also a place of familiarity and comfort to the slaves therein. Egypt can be any place or any name... it's still a prison cell. Consider the man possessed by the legion of demons, he was a prisoner in his own body, until Jesus came and delivered him.  The Israelites said they wanted to be free. They complained about their cruel treatment and having to work hard for Pharoah in Egypt. They gave their strength, time, resources, all to please Egypt. They spent their time working, but did not have much time with their family, not time in worshipping God, not time in simple life’s pleasures. But instead, they were busy running and toiling all day long, then at night they were so tired from giving of themselves to Egypt, there was no time left over for their family, no time for God, no time to rest or relax and enjoy life. So they went about their li

Today I want to encourage you to make Psalm 91 very personal. By changing the pronouns and putting your name, your family and friends names into the scriptures.  God watches over His Word to perform it. ( Jeremiah 1:12 ) When you pray Psalm 91 in this way, it makes it even more intimate and effective. What a powerful point of view! The more you pray it, the more it gets deposited into your spirit. Fill your heart with God's Word NOW, even if you don’t feel like you need it, so when you DO need it, the Word will come forth automatically. Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks. ( Luke 6:45) _______________’s  PSALM 91 PROMISE  _______ dwells in the shelter of the Most High, and he/she abides under the shadow of the Almighty.    _______ says of the LORD, My refuge and my fortress: my God; in whom I trust!   For it is God who delivers_________ from the snare of the trapper and from the deadly pestilence (fatal, infectious disease). God will cover _______