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Are You Wearing The FULL Armor Of God?

18 Jun

… so I totally plagiarized this from Perry Stone’s website (by that I mean, copied & pasted. haha). This is so friggin cool, I had to share it with some of my blog readers. It’s so interesting & it will get your mind marinating & your spirit stirring for sure… I hope so anyway… I think I sometimes think that everyone is as deep a thinker as I am. Either way, it’s a must read. Enjoy.

In the mid 1980s I was ministering at the Sanctuary which is a great church in Deland, Florida. Following one of the services a young man asked to speak to me and shared a vision that he had experienced. When I heard this, I knew it was from the Lord.

                The time of the vision was in the 1970s.  In the vision the young man saw a very large field of ripe grain. The sky was a clear blue and the weather was perfect.  A large army was marching across the field. The individuals were happy and excited, laughing and enjoying themselves.

                Suddenly, large vultures from the sky began swooping down upon the field. In the Bible birds can represent evil spirits (Mark 4). As the vultures descended upon the people, there were three forms of weapons being carried in their claws. The birds began dropping these items onto the field.

                First, tares began to appear in the midst of the wheat. The purpose of the tares was to stop the harvest. As the vultures continued to swirl over the army below, they began dropping stones onto the field. Each stone had a particular problem written on it that would become a stumbling block if a person tripped over the stone. The stones were hidden in the field and could not be seen unless a person was watching and paying careful attention. The third items clinched in the claws of many of the vultures appeared to be missiles that were thrust toward certain individuals in the army. As these were fired from the air, they became fiery darts that would hit the person and ignite their mind. This resulted in setting their minds on fire with terrible thoughts that became a distraction.

                As the army moved forward, some began tripping over the stones and others were struck by the missiles. As the missiles hit, if the soldiers did not get up from the ground the vultures would suddenly swoop down and seize upon the person.  The vultures would then begin to pick apart the flesh of the fallen soldier.  Eating the flesh represented feeding off the carnal nature of the person.

                The size of the army became smaller as a result of these attacks. Certain soldiers began to hold up large shields to block the missiles from striking them. Some attempted to hide behind the armor of others.  A grandmother was firmly holding onto her shield as her grandchildren were playing carelessly behind her. Suddenly a missile hit one of the children and they fell to the ground. Each person needed their own shield for protection and could not rely upon someone else.  One man was attempting to outrun the attackers but was hit from behind. His shield was not up and because he “turned his back” he was defeated.  Another soldier was seen falling as he stumbled over a large stone.

                The battle became so strong, so intense and so dangerous that the army began to thin. The laughter seemed to cease and the faithful remnant that was not defeated by the stones or taken captive by the missiles closed ranks and began to unite their shields together. They became a strong remnant of battle worn, yet determined believers.  They began to dig trenches to take on the final conflict.

                Even in the heat of the battle there were moments of joy and rejoicing. Suddenly on the scene a man on a horse appeared. Some in the army left their positions to follow the one riding on the white horse.  Again the ranks of the troops became smaller, but the remnant remained strong and determined.

                Suddenly a bright light appeared and the remnant could see the city of God. They knew that they had remained steadfast and the battle was now over!

                    I first reported this vision several years ago and was reviewing notes from previous articles about this. When the young man’s vision from the 1970s saw the “white horse,” I didn’t think much about it when I heard this story in the late 1980s.  I was more impressed with the conflict and the results of the battle. However, now that we understand the appearing of the Mahdi of Islam and the tradition that he appears on a white horse, it makes this vision even more amazing. It appears that the white horse rider comes on the scene about the same time that the surviving army sees the city of God and realizes that the battle is over and we are headed to the city of God!

                    There is another aspect of this vision:

                    Every believer must secure the whole armor of God.  Watching and praying, will keep one from stumbling over the “stones” hidden in your journey. Your shield of faith will ensure your defense against the fiery darts of the enemy!  Dig in your heels and “stand when you have done all to stand!”

Perry Stone, Jr.

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Welcome To Our Life….

15 May

To give the blog world a small (VERY small) glipse into our day to day lives, I have posted some pictures from our home. You see… you know that someone has cancer, & no doubt you know that it’s terrible, but can you really comprehend what their lives are like from day to day? This is in no way a search for sympathy, this is just a tool of education for people who aren’t directly involved (such as a parent or caregiver) with leukemia/cancer patients.

 THIS IS THE ENORMOUS DRY-ERASE BOARD THAT IS MOUNTED IN OUR KITCHEN TO KEEP TRACK OF IMPORTANT INFO FOR KEELY’S TREATMENT

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THESE ARE THE LIST OF MEDICATIONS WE HAVE TO GIVE HER DAILY. THURSDAY IS ONE OF THE LIGHTER DAYS, SO SOME OF THE MEDS (LIKE ALL OF THE ONES SHE TAKES ON MON-WED) AREN’T LISTED HERE.

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ALTHOUGHT YOU CAN’T SEE IT VERY WELL, THIS IS KEELY’S CALENDAR (OR “ROADMAP”) THAT WE GET EACH MONTH THAT TELLS US WHAT PROCEDURES SHE GETS IN CLINIC, WHAT CHEMO’S SHE IS TO BE RECEIVING & HOW OFTEN, WHEN SHE WILL MOST LIKEY HAVE TO RECEIVE BLOOD TRANSFUSIONS, ETC. ALL OF THE CHEMO DRUGS AREN’T GIVEN IN THEIR FULL NAME, SO THAT’S WHY YOU SEE CAPTIALIZED LETTERS SUCH AS “AC”, 6MP”, ETC.

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THESE ARE SOME OF KEELYS DAILY MEDS. SOME ARE ACTUAL CHEMO & CAN BE TOXIC IF NOT HANDLE PROPERLY.

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NO ONE SHOULD HAVE ONE OF THESE SITTING IN THEIR KITCHEN. IT’S JUST PLAIN UNNATURAL!

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THIS IS THE “IV KIT”. THESE ARE THE SALINE, ARA-C (CHEMO), & HEPARIN SYRINGES THAT WE HAVE TO ADMINISTER THROUGH HER CENTRAL LINE WHEN SHE REQUIRES IV MEDS FOR DAYS AT A TIME. THE LITTLE GREEN THING IS THE NEEDLE WE HAVE TO USE TO ACCESSS HER PORT.

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… AND LASTLY… HERE WE ARE ADMINISTERING HER CHEMO BEFORE BED.

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AND THESE ARE ONLY THE THINGS DONE AT HOME! THIS DOESN’T INCLUDE ANY CLINIC VISITS OR HOSPITAL STAYS!!

It’s Okay To Be Random Sometimes

7 Jan

This morning I was watching the show “The Doctors” as I cleaned up from breakfast. One of the topics was a new technology called, pre-implantation genetic diagnosis or “designer babies”. This technology (which will be available all over the country starting this month), allows you to pick the sex of your baby, the eye color, the hair color, etc. The country (especially the science/medical field) is really falling away from God. In fact, I think that they think so highly of science & technology that they sometimes feel superior to God. I mean, seriously… how can anyone be okay with this? This is basic, “this just isn’t natural” kind of stuff & these people have no problems with it whatsoever. It’s like the thought of God being our Creator & the decider of our individuality when we are conceived never crosses people’s mind! Scary. I would be scared to know how my child would (in a sense) be cursed by my decision to overrule God’s. The ONLY unselfish benefit to this technology is that they can predict the embryo that is 90% less likely to have any genetic disorders that you or your husband may carry. Still… sounds to me like people are using this technology for the wrong reason… the doctor who discovered this was more interested in presenting the fact that you can choose the sex than any health issues that may be beneficial.

My children have recently started to display some minor ‘sibiling rivalry’… which is obviously healthy & expected. I have decided that in order to hopefully create conflict resolution skills between each other & with others in life, I think it may be healthy to let them resolve their own disagreements, as long as the situation doesn’t warrant parental intervention. What do you think? Good or bad theory/technique?

I think I have officially hit the ‘nesting phase’… although it seems kinda early. We completely rearrange the house in order to prepare for the baby, I went through all of Cale’s baby clothes in the attack to get them ready for the new baby, I scrubbed out the refrigerator, & all of the base boards in my house are spotless. That’s just a few of the things I’ve managed to tackle to ease my anxiety. I’m such a neat-freak anyway… & pregnancy only exacerbates that issue.

In the last few months, at least a couple of times a week, Keely has started to reveal to me these very elaborate & vivid dreams she’s been having over breakfast. I realize that she is very comprehensive, but is that not wild? She gives me intricate details & is very aware that it was all a dream. She’s not a kid that every really makes up stories or tells us crazy things that don’t/haven’t happened, so I’m sure that she really did dream these things & wants to share.

Again With This Decision?!

18 Dec

Brian & I decided that we aren’t really sold on the name we had picked out for a baby boy (of course, we looooved the name we picked for a girl. arg.). Soooo… here we are again… at odds with one another about naming our child. This seems to be one of our most ongoing disagreements in the history of our marriage. I prepare for the resistance to one another’s ‘likes’ & ‘dislikes’ at the beginning of every pregnancy. Kinda makes me realize how beautiful it is that we get along so well, since something as small as this is evident of how different we are.

So, I’m asking for some outside opinions…

*What do you think of Finley/Fin?                                                                                                                                                                   

(don’t be mad Lori… I seriously forgot you almost named Boston that until just a few hours ago.)

The REAL Adventures Of Motherhood

16 Dec

This afternoon… following our usual routine, I put Keely in the bath soon after lunch. Cale likes to go in & out of the bathroom… stealing toys & walking away (knowing she can’t chase him) & allowing Keely to make him a part of her ‘bath play’ (as if he knows what she’s saying).

The phone rings & I leave the bathroom to answer it. When I came back (literally seconds later), Cale was standing in the bath, fully clothed, having what seemed to be the time of his life. I guess being in Keely’s bath as opposed to his own… & fully clothed, is much more exciting than his usual bath routine.

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 Brian & I had a little laugh (it was him that called), & I decided “what the heck… I’ll let him splash around for a while… I mean, he’s already drenched.” After about 15-20 minutes, it was time to get washed up. I decided to go ahead & bathe Cale since he was already in the tub. & here is where the unexpected joys of parenthood slap me in the face…

I remove his soaked clothing… wring them out, then move on to the diaper removal. Turns out, while he was splashing around, he found it a golden opportunity to take a poop… a very runny poop. It couldn’t have been a solid poop… no, no… then the event wouldn’t have been near as interesting. Me, unaware of this, remove his diaper as he is halfway submerged in the water. Little flakes of poop leave the diaper & make their way around the tub. Mind you, I had decided to wash Keely after Cale, so she is freaking out at this point that she is trapped in “poo water”. I scrambled to dispose of the diaper properly, let out the water, get Cale washed, halfway clean the tub, run new water, & finally, get Keely bathed.

I was super proud of my response. *yes, I’m patting myself on the back for this one*. Instead of being irritated & cranky, I just took it in stride, knowing that it would make the story of Cale jumping in the tub even funnier when I told it to Brian over dinner later. That’s the thing about being a mom… one day you have to realize that these moments are always going to present themselves… it’s inevitable… it’s how you choose to react that determines if it ruins your day. God is really working on me in the patience & ‘sunny side’ department.

Brian could never do what I do every day. He better be glad that he’s… #1 aware of it & #2 extremely appreciative of me raising his children. It makes it okay for me to tell him the story & for him to laugh at it.

Welcome To A Decade Of Technology

10 Dec

It’s really a good thing that I’m so computer savvy… because I’m just not interested in the majority of technological living. I seriously was meant for a different era. I sooo could’ve lived 50 years ago & been completely content. Simplicty… I crave it.

Oh yeah… point of the blog: After having kids & really settling into the life of a stay-at-home mommy, I got rid of my cell phone. I hated the thing. If I’m out… especially alone… the last thing I want to do is talk on the phone. & isn’t that the purpose of the cell phone… to be reached anywhere. No thank you. I like my ‘me time’.

Brian has been in search of a new phone & found out that through his company, he can get a ridiculous deal on Alltel service. After conversing with the rep, he called to inform me that we could add a line for me for less than what we pay now on our current plan. So, I reluctantly agreed… but only for convenience purposes for Brian & I to communicate when we’re separated.

So I have a cell phone (woo hoo!). Funny thing is how picky I was about getting something that I didn’t even care about. I’m more into texting than talking, so I was adamant about having a key pad. It’s no iphone (psh. are you kidding me? Do you know how much stuff I could buy for the family with that kinda $$. never.), but I like it.

Remember pagers? That is so high school for me.

Fa-La-La-La-La…

30 Nov

First & foremost… I would like to announce that I felt the baby move for the first time on Thanksgiving Day. Apparently all of the good food got her/him excited. I felt the little booger the entire day… & everyday since  it’s been getting stronger. This is my favorite part of pregnancy! Before we know it, Brian & I will be watching the alien like appearance of the baby trying to move in a space that will barely allow it. Brian likes to initiate poke wars on the wall of my uterus with the babies. Fun times for mom.

We got the Christmas tree yesterday. My house has been decorated since Nov. 1… (yes, I know I’m weird, but I LOVE Christmas), so it made it complete to add the tree. Here is one of our cozy Christmas spots in the living room….

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 Now comes the challenge of keeping my rambunctious son from tearing off every ornament from his reach down for the next 4 weeks. Brian suggested that we decorate the tree from the middle up.