A Truly Extraordinary Experience

What an awesome adventure it is to love and encourage my little group of traumatised, trafficked children and adolescents day by day… Jesus Himself joins me and He speaks to them too!

How I began

When I heard about the plight of these innocent children and adolescents [see below] I longed to do whatever I could to help them. I wrote to a good friend to learn more about it as I hadn’t a clue how to get started. After all, how do you start speaking to someone you cannot see, have no idea who they are, or even which country they are living in?

My friend replied, “Your heart is for the children, just ask the Lord, ‘Send them to me Lord, I will comfort them.’ That’s all it takes. Be very still, quiet and calm and listen, look, expecting to see or hear something. Do not write it off to imagination when you see or hear something, take it as the real deal.”

Breakthrough!

It was a huge leap of faith for me. I took a deep breath one day and said, “Hello children, this is Auntie Pam!” To my delight a little voice answered!

📝 I hear the children clearly every day, but I have never seen them.

At first I talked very simply about Jesus and how much He loves them. I led the children to know Him as their Saviour, and assured them many other people are praying for them. I said I loved them very much and was praying for them, and would join them again the next day.

After I had been talking to these little ones a couple of days, the children said, “We’ve told Jesus about you!” It was such a natural thing for children to say, and I think it was from that point that I was no longer tempted to doubt whether this was really happening.

To minister in the spirit is out of this world!

Time with my little group early every morning now lasts at least half an hour. Jesus gives me great ideas. He prompted me to encourage the children to pray Psalm 91 every day so I asked if they had anything to write on; to my surprise they had. I slowly dictated Psalm 91, verse by verse, over the next couple of weeks, encouraging them to try to learn what they could.

Chatting to Jesus about the children later, I told Him I wondered if I was expecting too much of them. Jesus replied, “They are going to surprise you, Pam!” They did— and their astonishing achievement in memorising the whole Psalm in such trying circumstances helped to boost their very low self esteem.

Jesus asked me to branch out and teach the Beatitudes and His parables. We have now covered all the parables, and much more besides. Jesus joins me before I speak to the children, encouraging them by giving me a personal word to pass on to them from Him. He has a something to say to them most days. Before going on air, I ask Jesus, “Do You have anything to say to Our precious children today, Lord?” I scribble it down before joining them. They are so thrilled that Jesus has given a word just for them that they often want me to dictate His every word.

Jesus calls Our children “His little missionaries”

I asked my tiny group if they knew any children who didn’t yet belong to Jesus. They did, and knew straightaway what they should do. They were soon introducing a newly saved friend to me. Jesus calls them “His little missionaries.”

Before long Jesus led me to teach about Holy Spirit. The children struggled to get free in tongues at first. Remembering how I had eventually only broken free myself after a monumental struggle, I knew how best to help them. I told them I would say something in tongues, and asked them to join in, explaining that Holy Spirit wouldn’t let them make a mistake, but even He couldn’t give them their own prayer language until they opened their mouth! It worked beautifully!

The next development was that they were not only winning a soul to Jesus from time to time, but also praying for their new Christian friends to be baptised in Holy Spirit. At first they called me in to get their newly saved friends free in tongues… then they realised they didn’t need my help! I was simply thrilled!!

The adventure of singing in tongues 

Another joyous time was when the children learned what Holy Spirit does when they sing in tongues together! The way He blends their individual melodies into one glorious harmony was a wonderful surprise to them. These children are such a joy to teach. They are like little sponges, soaking up everything.

Jesus took Our children on a visit to Heaven!

One day Jesus took Our children on a surprise visit to Heaven. How lovely of Him to do that for them! What a beautiful blessing that was in view of the appalling conditions in which they are forced to live. They were so excited to tell me all about it the following day. A little later, Jesus wanted me to ask them to begin thinking about how they would like their homes in Heaven to be… What colours would they like in their homes? What kind of furniture, and would they like a pet each? Would they, like Auntie Pam, love to have a little stream running through their gardens?

On another occasion Jesus told me He had visited our tiny group in Person while I was talking to them. They actually saw Him among them. Wow!

A delightful new dimension

It was a wonderfully uplifting addition to our precious times together when Jesus suggested I could teach praise and worship songs, playing them for the children on my phone. First I taught them a couple of songs by Don Francisco, then several by John Michael Talbot. I am now sharing a beautiful children’s album.

I threw out a challenge one day on Don Francisco’s song “I will praise You, O Lord, with all my heart.” When they had mastered the words, I challenged them to find out how many times Don Francisco sings “Hosanna!” The next day they told me it was thirty times: they were spot on! They particularly enjoy dancing to that song. Jesus told me that in Heaven everyone loves to sing along with the children, and the Angels dance!

The much loved old favourite “What a Friend We Have in Jesus” is understandably very meaningful to my little group. I had taught them on prayer, and on Forgiveness fairly near the beginning, making sure they had fully forgiven the unspeakably evil things being done to them repeatedly on a daily basis.

My group currently consists of eight children. I don’t ask them personal questions so I’ve no idea where they are living. They asked me how old I am. They seemed surprised. I don’t have any problem getting down to their level… when God calls us to do something for Him, He will always equip us.

Jesus joins in as I’m teaching the children

I shared with the children Jesus’ teaching in the house of Simon the Pharisee, “He who has been forgiven much loves much.” I read to them His parable of two men who had borrowed money: one 500 silver coins and the other 50 silver coins. When neither could repay their debt, The kindly creditor forgave them both. Jesus asked Simon, “which of them would love him the most?” The Pharisee replied, “The man who had been forgiven the most.”

At that point Jesus spoke to my little group: “Every time you have been abused by those evil men I want you to forgive them from your heartevery single time. Then pray for them to be saved. Say, “Jesus, I forgive them from my heart, and I ask You to forgive them, and to save them, please.” I will surely answer your prayer, My beloved little missionaries. And those cruel, evil men will eventually love Me very, very much because they will have been forgiven so much sin.

Astonishing growth in the Lord

I always ask what the children would like me to pray about with them. They have asked for help in learning Bible verses, and that they might meet another child to lead to Jesus. One day they told me that one of the group had hurt her foot and could hardly walk. I asked them to lay hands on her poorly foot and pray together in their prayer languages and I would be praying in tongues too. To our great joy Jesus healed the foot there and then!

On another occasion one of the group had a nasty cold and the others asked me to pray for her. The children laid hands on her and prayed in their prayer languages while I prayed in tongues at home. Almost as soon as we finished praying, the cold symptoms were almost gone. The faith of these delightful, outrageously exploited, innocent children is growing stronger week by week.

One day as I was asking what I could pray about for them, they asked, “May we pray for you, Auntie Pam?” I felt like crying, bearing in mind what horrific, excruciating suffering these brave little souls are subjected to day after day, after day.

It is humbling, and an indescribable privilege, to learn from these beautiful little ones. I had no preparation at all for this, apart from the encouragement to “take it as the real deal.” I did just that—and it was!

Jesus is calling for those with tender hearts who will help!

Jesus said, “I appeal to you now. Please work with Me to rescue, comfort, and heal these precious children and young adults who are daily victims of unbelievable terror and extreme pain; crying, begging, and pleading day and night for someone to PLEASE help them.”

Could Jesus be calling YOU to be a spiritual Uncle or Auntie? There’s so much any one of us can do. I didn’t have a clue where to begin, but Jesus said to me, “We’re doing this together; I will help you…” And He did!

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Spiritually Adopt a Trafficked Child

Still Small Voice: Vimeo December 16, 2017

“I want you to spiritually adopt trafficked children,” Jesus began. “You are well aware of the horrible kidnapping, selling, and trafficking of poor innocent children throughout the world in many places. Not only are they taken from their parents and siblings, which in itself is terrorizing enough. But after being sold, they are beaten severely to make them submit, from the very first moment, to the unspeakable sexual abuse and painful violation of their tender little bodies.

“Sometimes as many as six different men, or even more, keep them for hours on end, burning, beating, and raping them. Some of them do not survive these long periods of torture and abuse. To keep down the screaming, these men will stuff socks and handkerchiefs into their mouths. Because many of the the children are already very weak and sick, they have difficulty breathing, and they can end up dying by suffocation.

“By the profound compassion and tenderness of My Father, We have seen their tears, and heard their desperate pleas. Therefore, We have made a provision to distract them away from being tortured, allowing them through souls who are praying for them to experience the tenderness of being loved and held securely. Contrary to what is happening to them, they find some comfort in this.

“Those with hearts to comfort these children have experienced this and now I am asking you to work with Me, and ‘spiritually adopt’ as many of these as you possibly can. If you will give me your permission, and your own free will, to take these and intentionally hold them, cover them, and carry them close within your heart. I will expand both your heart and soul to accommodate ALL that I bring to You, along with All the love and attention of an alert and devoted mother.

“Am I not your Faithful God? Do I say, and not carry out? I will be with them as the ‘dew-laden breeze’ in the fiery furnace. And many shall live, going out to proclaim My wonderful love and deliverance to the ends of the Earth! “I have decreed all of this,” says the Lord, “that the souls of many shall be saved!”

Difficult Days: Persevere

Still Small Voice: Vimeo January 22, 2018

Jesus began, “My dear ones, you cannot imagine the plight these children are in. Their minds are so warped and twisted by fear, they cannot reason enough to escape their situation. They have the threat of being killed held over their heads. In some cases, even their families are being threatened if they do not comply. It is a wicked, evil system Satan has given these men to control vulnerable souls, making them victims of the most deplorable exploitation ever known to mankind.

“Your prayers are making a difference. Your support is making a difference. And I want you to know that when you gasp with horror over what is being done, My Father in Heaven hears that as a prayer. Nothing you feel, see, or pray for is minimised; all of it bears fruit on some level. Do not grow weary in well doing.

“Many have expressed their desire to spiritually adopt these children. Simply ask Me and I will bring them to you in the spirit. Some of you may see them; others not. That is not important. What is important is that your heart is for them, you are praying and they are getting comfort and relief. The more you pray, the greater their chance of escaping from the clutches of those who have seared their consciences for a few dollars. No prayer goes unanswered. Every prayer is matched with graces—and some way beyond what you’ve invested in prayer… But remember, My dear ones, the more obedient and committed you are to Me, the greater the impact of your prayers.”

Through much prayer many criminals are being brought to Justice

This is a horrible crime, which is now rampant in the United States. But the greatest thing we can do is to pray for them, and to pray that this horrible, horrible industry will be completely squashed by law enforcement.

Note from So Greatly Loved

Ministering in the spirit to a little group of trafficked children is a truly extraordinary experience. It’s an awesome privilege that is rewarding beyond words. You are not expected to do all that I’ve been led to do. You may well have better ideas. Above everything else, these terrified little ones need to know the love of Jesus, and to be genuinely loved and prayed with by a caring Auntie or Uncle in the spirit.

If you love Jesus and want to do something for Him, sharing His love with petrified, disoriented children who don’t know who to turn to in their distress, would greatly please our Lord. Reaching out to them in love is HUGE with the Lord. Remember the words of Jesus in Matthew 25: 40 “Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.” Matthew 25: 40, KJV

Are We Living In The Worst Time Ever?

If you look at the history of humanity, you see something remarkable. There were always those who tried to rule the whole world. For example, there were the great empires of the Romans, the British, the Mongols, and the Spaniards who believed they could submit all mankind to themselves.

Of all the empires, the Roman Empire is perhaps the most notorious. However, during the Roman Empire, something strange happened … something that can greatly encourage us today!  

But first of all we have to realize just what time that was…

Lusting for power, Julius Caesar conquered one country after another and massacred countless people in the most brutal ways. For entertainment, Romans had their circus where they watched people being torn alive by starving wildlife.  Can you imagine such horrors? Consider, in our time, going to a big arena every Saturday for fun, watching terrified people be torn to pieces by lions and bears. Isn’t that indescribably horrible?

As if that wasn’t bad enough, they also had the gladiatorial fights. These men were forced to fight each other to death. The crowd roared with pleasure, watching one gladiator chop off another’s arm or plant his sword in his belly. Horrible. That was how the Romans had fun.

If someone had committed a crime, they knew how to deal with him: beat the man with whips with stones worked into them. These lashes literally ripped open the skin and flesh. Then they made this person drag a heavy wooden crossbar, which he had to carry on his torn back. Awful. Then came the culmination of the torture: the man was placed on a wooden cross, and thick nails were hammered through his wrists and feet.  Do we have any idea what horrible pain this caused?

Then they let that person hang on the cross, where he couldn’t breathe because he hung on his arms. To catch his breath, he had to press himself on his feet, which were pierced with thick nails. The pains these people endured are too much for words and comprehension. We simply cannot imagine that. But the Romans eagerly enjoyed it. They looked at it greedily. It was a lot of fun for them. The circus, crucifixions, public torture, gladiators who killed each other, waging war…

These Romans were the most civilized and highly developed people on the planet at the time. They were the pinnacle of civilization. No one was as literate and educated as they were. They paraded proudly through the beautifully tiled streets of the impressive Roman cities.  Majesty and glory shone all around them.  Their stylish robes draped gracefully over their shoulders. Everywhere beautiful statues of their war heroes and gods were displayed. No one was as sophisticated as the Romans. They invented the first paved streets, the first sewers, the first bathhouses and many other modern comforts. But they were bloodthirsty beasts, without mercy. They wanted to see blood. They wanted to hear screaming cries of terrified people. The moaning of the dying gladiators had to reverberate. The unbearable groans of those dying on the cross. Monsters without a heart or conscience.

Their ships were not powered by engines. Oh no. They did not know that. Their enormous ships were propelled by slaves, who were doomed to an inhuman existence in the dark and stinking galleys.

Hands and feet chained in steel chains. Whipping lashed their exhausted bodies, under the roar of the unscrupulous drivers. Many died during their unbearable existence and then the other slaves had to keep rowing, with a dead man next to them.

The highly civilized Roman Empire would show the rest of the barbarian world what civilization is. Because outside that highly developed empire was the wild. The real beasts lived there. The peoples who had no civilization whatsoever. They ate each other as if it were normal. They behaved like wild pigs and mad dogs. As horrific as the Roman Empire was, everything beyond it was much worse. People lived an average of forty years. No one was safe anywhere. Earth was hell.

The Roman Empire was not the only attempt by beastly people to submit the whole world to themselves. At some point a madman arose from almost every nation, pursuing the delusion of becoming the most powerful man on earth. Total control of the universe has always been the insane desire of derailed people.

However, in the midst of the horrific Roman Empire, something incredible happened. In the midst of a society without freedom, without human rights, without reliable justice, without good medical care, without looking after the poor, widows and orphans. In the midst of this totalitarian dictatorship of a bloodthirsty, power-hungry despot, a baby was born.

Everyone knew no better than that there was no hope for a better future. Rome’s corrupt, evil leaders succeeded one another, often killing each other. There was constant betrayal, and one emperor proved to be more monstrous than the other. Herod did not shy away from piercing thousands of newborn babies with swords in front of the desperately screaming mothers. Then there was Emperor Nero who set people on fire, like torches, to illuminate the city. 

Those were the leaders of the most civilized empire on earth. Can we imagine how indescribably horrible evil was back then? The time in which we now live is a dream paradise compared to the continuing horrors of the past.

In the midst of that extreme darkness, a baby was born. Without much fanfare, without a trumpet blast on the large market square, without parades through the paved roads. But with the exuberant cheers of the angels who secretly showed themselves to a bunch of meaningless, poor shepherds in the open field.

Amid a culture of corruption, insane lust for power, brutal bloodthirst, and unprecedented demonic magical cults … where anyone could become a slave and most people had no rights … a baby was born in that hell.

And … everything changed.

This baby grew up and started going around like a strange preacher. He said things no one had ever heard.  “The time has come!” He cried.  “The time has come!” “No more delay!” “Now it’s going to happen!” What was he talking about?  What did he announce?

“The kingdom of God is now coming to you. Repent and believe this great news! ”

Everywhere this strange preacher went, he did amazing miracles. No clever tricks or mass hypnosis, as the Roman and Jewish “miracle workers” and “prophets” did. This man did real miracles. Thousands of people followed him because he healed all the sick who were brought to him.  “This is proof of the new kingdom!” He exclaimed. “If I heal these people from their diseases and free them from the evil spirits, then the kingdom of God has come upon you!”

Nobody understood what he meant.  A kingdom? All they could imagine was what they knew: a military hero who slashed others to become their ‘leader.’ Violence and power.

“No, no, my kingdom is not like that!” Said this strange man. “My kingdom is completely different. I don’t use violence and I don’t seek power. It is about the government of God in your heart. That you learn to experience his love and thus become a child of God. It’s about learning to love and serve each other. Take care of the poor. Do not seek power for yourself. On the contrary, be the least and serve others. ”

He did something very bizarre to show what he meant. After walking all day in the dust of the filthy streets, where dogs, camels and goats pooped and pissed freely, this preacher bent down. He knelt in front of the people following him and started washing their stinky, sticky, dirty feet with his bare hands.  “This is what I mean!” He said.  “This is my kingdom!” Nobody understood. What was this guy talking about?

Several belligerent men joined him. They knew the promises of the holy scriptures.  A Messiah would come and he would deliver them from the oppression of the foreign peoples, the Romans. He would restore their land and make them the most powerful nation on earth. They wanted to be part of it! Preferably as early as possible so that they could secure a place as general or colonel.  “May my sons sit on your right and left once your kingdom begins?” asked a mother. She already imagined it: her two sons next to the great king who would rule all over the earth!  Ha!

This preacher did something no one expected. During an unshakable and indescribably powerful empire that controlled the whole world, sowing fear and terror everywhere, he announced a very different kingdom. An empire in which the leaders wash the dirty feet of the people. An empire in which no one wants to dominate and control another. An empire where the smallest are the greatest and the first the last. An empire that nobody can see with their eyes and that has no headquarters anywhere on earth. An empire without a palace, without weapons, and without violence.

Yet the prophet Daniel had long ago announced this realm. “This empire,” he said, “will crush all other kingdoms on Earth. It will start as a stone that comes off a mountain and rolls down. But that stone will eventually become a mountain itself that covers the whole earth.” (Daniel 2) So this realm would be bigger than any other realms that ever existed. It would truly rule the earth. But not like the human kingdoms. Not through manipulation, control, power and oppression. Not through violence and hatred. No. It would work in a completely different way. The sick are healed by the power of God. Evil spirits are cast out. People repent of their selfish, dishonest lives and bow with heart and soul to the God of love.

Does this army have no soldiers at all?  It sure does. But they are not soldiers as we know. They live by the Spirit of God and use weapons that you cannot see with your eyes.  They pray… and heaven moves.  They kneel down… and hell is shaken.  They worship and the angels break out with God’s power. They cheer for Almighty God and the demons scream into the darkness.  They give to the poor and break the chains of selfishness that keep humanity in captivity. They forgive their enemies, breaking the power of hatred and bitterness. They overcome evil through good.

They do not place themselves on the throne, but lay their crowns before the throne of Almighty God.  They serve Him who created them.

Their goal is not to gain power over humanity, but to free humanity from all oppression.  Their struggle is not to become more powerful themselves, but to raise up sons of God all over the earth.  Their vision is not self-centered, but they are driven by love that gives everything for the other.

That is the kingdom that this strange preacher in Israel spoke of.  Nobody had ever heard of this.  Nobody had ever seen this.  Nobody could have imagined such a thing.  A kingdom of God that establishes the government of God in the depths of our hearts.  Not a government that oppresses us, but a dominion of giving love that makes us freer than we ever dreamed.

Two thousand years after this strange man spoke about this kingdom, billions of people have heard about it and many millions live in this kingdom. Throughout history, these people have worked to bring humanity into this kingdom of love.  Many of them went to the dark jungles of demonic Africa, where they were in danger of being eaten. Or they disappeared deep into the jungles of South America, where human sacrifices were daily practice. They traveled to the icy highlands of Russia, where they came face to face with unscrupulous Moors who could put their eyes out.  These people traveled all over the earth to bring this kingdom of love.  Innumerable tribes, communities, villages, cities, and even entire nations turned away from their monstrous horrors and bowed to this God of love.

The baby born during the Roman Empire of total dictatorship, without freedom and with the most inhumane practices, became the king of the only kingdom that will ever rule all of humanity.  Not because he had more weapons than the others.  Not because he was more merciless and cunning. Not because he had more sophisticated strategies.  No.  Because he brings a kingdom of love.  A kingdom where no one wants to control the other. A kingdom whose king gave his own life for his subjects.

That kingdom is still there.  More than ever.  It works in the hearts of millions of people around the world.  It influences the decisions of godly leaders in various countries.  It is a never-diminishing kingdom.  It never weakens.  If it is fought in one part of the world, it will break through even more powerfully in other parts of the world.  If people in Western countries turn away from this king of love, millions in Asia, Africa and South America will discover this God of love.  If the churches are empty in post-Christian countries, homes all over the world are filling up with people who want to serve this king more than ever.

The preacher who performed miracles and announced this kingdom is called Jesus Christ.  Jesus means “savior” and Christ means “filled with the Spirit of God”.  A savior of humanity led by the Spirit of God.  That is the king of this realm.  He said something interesting about his kingdom.  “It will start small, like a mustard seed.” So unsightly, not impressive, unobtrusive.  “But it will grow into the largest tree in the entire garden.” He used other images to represent his kingdom.  “It is like a bit of yeast, which is worked slowly through the dough.  It doesn’t stand out at all … but it transforms the whole bread!” Wow … that’s the same thing the prophet Daniel said.  “This kingdom is going to be a mountain covering the whole earth.”  The prophet Isaiah wholeheartedly endorsed Daniel when he declared, “The continued expansion of this kingdom will never end.” (Isaiah 9:6)

The people who follow this Jesus and who are transformed by his love are given a special place.  They are called sons of God.  Like Jesus, they are also filled with the Spirit of God.  So they also do miracles, just like him.  Illness is cured, evil spirits expelled, injustice fought, the poor are cared for, corruption is exposed and justice gains the upper hand.  However, they do not work by force, but are guided by the Spirit of God.  Love drives them, not greed for power or prestige.  They want to deliver people from evil.  Free prisoners. Take away suffering and bring life.  They establish the greatest kingdom humanity has ever seen.  Without using a sword or gun.

This kingdom is bigger than ever today.  Hundreds of millions of people have made the choice to be part of this realm of love.  And their number is growing every day.

So the future is hopeful.  The time in which we live is nowhere near as horrifying as, for example, the Roman Empire.  Our society has improved unimaginably as millions of people who lived before us joined the kingdom of God.  These people have brought medical care, education, poor relief and many other blessings to society.

In recent decades, however, another monster has reared its head.  Madmen driven by evil spirits want to gain power over the whole earth for the umpteenth time.  However, their tactics have become more cunning.  Their weapons are no longer spears and clubs.  Now they work with politics, media and technology.  The goal is the same: to submit humanity to themselves. All means are devoted to this.  But they forget something …

A baby was born two thousand years ago.

Their great example, Emperor Herod, tried to kill this baby like a madman and deployed his entire army to pierce all the babies.  He did not succeed.  The baby grew up and became the king.  A king with infinitely more power than Caesar, Herod or Nero ever had.  His kingdom has no boundaries.  It does not speak any language.  It is not limited to any race.  It transcends all boundaries, speaks any language and transforms people of all races and people.  His kingdom does not bring hatred between nations, but brings all people together through the love of God.

The madmen of our time who walk in the footsteps of the ancient possessed, yearning for more and more power and wealth, think they are too powerful for the king.  But the stone that has rolled from the mountain has now become a sturdy mountain.  Millions around the world are rising up.  But not to elevate themselves.  Their hearts kneel very deeply.  Their pride bends as deeply as they can.  Who do they kneel so completely for?  For this king.  This Jesus who has been ruling for two thousand years.  And they pray.  They call on him.  They speak his word.  They become his hands and feet.  And this king is shattering the plans of the madmen of our time.

Their plan will not work.  They are crushed underneath the rocks of the mountain that is getting bigger and bigger.  They are shattered by the stones falling on top of them.  They run to their doom.  Like their great example, Nero the beast, they fall into their own pits and their end is miserable.

They had forgotten.  This baby who was born and grew up, during one of the most possessed and evil governments humanity has ever known.  Herod couldn’t stop him.  He could not even beat this newborn baby!  This is how powerful this king is.  Even as a baby…

Today Jesus is no longer a baby.  He is a king with a power that is higher than the clouds we see.  Beyond the wide plains.  Deeper than the oceans.  More powerful than the fiercest fire.  More beautiful than the most dazzling beauty. Our king is the Lord above all lords, the King above all kings, the Name above all names, the Authority above all that is in heaven, on earth and under the earth.  His kingdom is a never-ending rule.  A sun that constantly rises.  A light that shines brighter and brighter.  An influence that continues to grow.

The obsessed madmen who want to rule the world have forgotten about him. But they will crash into him.  He has no intention of getting his kingdom of love overpowered by these fools.

But something has to be done.  Many of us who are inhabitants of this kingdom also forget him.  We see the idiots of politics, media and technology who like Nebuchadnezzar, Caesar, Nero, Hannibal, Napoleon, Stalin, Hitler and all their equally silly associates want to put the world at their feet. “Help!” We shout in panic.  “The world is going down the drain!  The possessed madmen are taking over!  We all go to the sharks!”

Our king smiles and shakes his head.  “Little children of mine, where is your faith?  Do you not know that all power has been given to me in heaven and on earth?  Have you forgotten that I am the highest authority?  Don’t you see how I’ve been saving the world for two thousand years?  Do you really think these stupid people can push me from the throne?  They work with lies and enchantment.  I work with truth and freedom.  My Spirit is the eternal and almighty.  He does what he wants.  So focus your eyes on me again. ”

The king refreshes our memory.  Oh yes, we are part of an eternally victorious kingdom.  Nero couldn’t stop it, just like anyone else in the past two thousand years.  Philosophers like Nietzsche and Voltaire labored all their lives to destroy this kingdom.  But after Voltaire’s death, his printing presses were used to print Bibles.  What a joke!  The world empire of King Jesus is a constantly victorious kingdom.  So we need not fear.  We can look at our king and lord.  The great victor.  He has conquered and continues to work out this victory.

He is called the rising sun by the prophet Isaiah (chapter 60).  Have you ever known that a sun rises, gets brighter, brightens the earth, and then suddenly stops – halfway through its ascent to the high sky – and begins to sink again?  That does not exist!  Jesus Christ is called the radiant morning star, the new day, the sun rising until all mankind is illuminated by its rays.  It is not a setting sun, but the rising sun!  Jesus is not the dusk, but the dawn!

Therefore, let us pray and declare the dominion of Jesus over our country. Let’s stop complaining about what the possessed madmen plot in their foolish desires.  Let’s declare the rule of the king of love over our country.  Let us stand up as worthy sons of God, who do not shrink from evil, but silence it in prayer and proclamation.  Let’s burst into exuberant praise and exclaim the eternal love of God, binding the powers of darkness with chains. Read it in Psalm 149!

Let’s cheer and shout about the tremendous power of the one and only true king who deserves to be the ruler of humanity.  He gave his life for us.  He washes our smelly feet.  He cares about the poor.  He fights injustice.  He is a real king.

Let’s get together and praise him without holding back.  Let’s break into exuberant dance of joy and freedom.  Let’s proclaim it wherever we can.

He is the king who rules.  Nothing and no one can ever change that.  No vaccine, no 5G, no world order, no Masons, no Google and Facebook … it will all be shattered by the mountain of the Lord.

So let’s rise up in prayer and proclamation. Declare it: “Let the plans of the wicked fail. Let the will of God be done. Let all evil be exposed. Let the wicked be removed. Raise up righteous leaders. In Jesus’ name! ”

Cry out in prayer: Father in heaven, YOUR kingdom come into our countries. YOUR will be done in the media.  Rule over our people Lord Jesus! Deliver us from the evil one.

Because yours is the kingdom. Yours is the power. Yours is all the glory.  Now and forever amen!

Cry out.  Pray in the spirit.  Fight in the heavenly places.  Knock down the enemy.  Cheer for the king of love and freedom.

Arise son of God.

Then the earth will see which king was born two thousand years ago. Then the world will see what they need.  Not more lust, not more pleasure, not more power, not more wealth.  But love for each other. Taking care of the poor and the oppressed.

A kingdom without a political dictator, but a kingdom with a friend standing next to us, a shepherd who guides us, a father who loves us, a God who heals us, and a leader who serves us.

Let’s become part of this kingdom and spread it all over the earth.

In Jesus’ name.

David Sorensen: GodisReal.today

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Note from So Greatly Loved

David Sorensen, who wrote this, sent it to me by email. He requests, “Feel free to share this message anywhere and with whoever you can.” I was led to take up the challenge, and now I’m passing it on to you. Please spread the word.

📝 I have added the photos.

The Most Astonishing Chromosome Count Ever!

It is high time the unparalleled discovery of the actual blood of Jesus Christ, and its awesome implications, went viral! How many know that Science has irrefutably proved that Jesus is the Son of God? Scientific analysis revealed that He had no human father. There has never been any other blood like that blood – and never can there be.

When the blood of Jesus was found sprinkled on the Mercy Seat (solid gold cover) of the sacred Ark of the Covenant, the ensuing chromosome count threw Israeli lab technicians into deep shock and disbelief. Before their very eyes the microscope was giving them conclusive proof that whoever that blood belonged to could not possibly have had a biological human father like the rest of mankind. The chromosome count requested by the archaeologist who made the astounding discovery of the Ark of the Covenant and the blood on it, proves incontestably that Mary, the Mother of Jesus Christ, was a virgin, and that Jesus had no earthly human father but was conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit coming upon Mary, exactly as stated in the Bible:

Luke records, “… the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a city of Galilee named Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. And the virgin’s name was Mary. And he came to her and said, “Greetings, O favoured one, the Lord is with you!” But she was greatly troubled at the saying and tried to discern what sort of greeting this might be. And the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favour with God. And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give to him the throne of his father David… and Mary said to the angel, “How will this be, since I am a virgin?” And the angel answered her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; therefore the child to be born will be called holy — the Son of God… for nothing will be impossible with God.” And Mary said, “Behold, I am the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.” And the angel departed from her.” Luke 1:26-35; 37-38, ESV

The Lord has strongly impressed upon me to write further on this astounding archaeological discovery and its awe-inspiring implications. In my opinion, it is only fair that anyone who is struggling to believe in the Deity of Jesus Christ, and in the Virgin Birth, should have access to this astonishing, irrefutable scientific evidence.

We will study the following aspects of this extraordinary discovery:

§ Why the Ark of the Covenant had to be Hidden Underground

§ The Significance of the Ark’s Precise Location

§ Interesting Facts about the Ark of the Covenant

§ The Significance of the Mercy Seat

§ Extraordinary Supernatural Events Associated with the Ark

§ The Unfathomable Mercy of God

§ The Layout of the Tabernacle in the Wilderness

§ How The Ark of the Covenant Was Discovered

§ Comments refuting sceptics who seek to discredit the archaeologist’s claim to have discovered the Ark

§ Jesus Christ explained to one of His proven prophets why the Awesome Discovery of the Ark could only be entrusted to one particular archaeologist [See Notes from So Greatly Loved at the end]

§ Jesus throws light on the significance of the Ark’s specific location

§ Almighty God Himself sprinkled the blood of Jesus on the Mercy Seat

§ Awesome Dovetailing Sequence of Acts of God

§ Scientific Israeli lab analysis of the blood of Jesus

§ Detailed Breakdown of the Chromosome Count of the Blood of Jesus

§ Irrefutable Scientific Evidence that Jesus Christ IS the Son of God

Many Christians are not even aware that the Ark of the Covenant has been found; consequently they know nothing about the mind-boggling supernatural events associated with its discovery. Likewise, most Christians do not know how awesome it is that Almighty God led the prophet Jeremiah to hide the Ark in that precise location in an underground cave system in Jerusalem, to keep it safe from the invading Babylonians, six hundred years before the Romans crucified Jesus on Mount Calvary. The prophet Jeremiah had been led by God to hide this priceless sacred treasure directly beneath the location of the cross on which Jesus was to be crucified some six hundred years later.

Why The Ark of the Covenant Had To Be Hidden Underground

After the Children of Israel’s miraculous deliverance from Egypt and subsequent wilderness wanderings, they settled in the Promised Land. The Ark was eventually kept in the temple known as Solomon’s Temple.

Six hundred years prior to the crucifixion of Jesus, the Babylonians under King Nebuchadnezzar invaded and destroyed much of Jerusalem, including the Temple. When the Babylonians began their attack, they built a huge Siege Wall around the city so that nobody could get in or out. In response, the Israelites built many tunnels so that they could move about the city without causing alarm. Many of these tunnels still exist today and ancient artefacts have been found in some. The Ark of the Covenant, the most sacred and priceless of all the Jewish artefacts, has been found hidden in an underground chamber which was sealed and forgotten.

The Significance of the Ark’s Precise Underground Location

Scripture makes it clear that in the Temple service, the High Priest alone could sprinkle the blood of the animal sacrifice on the Mercy Seat: the lid of the Ark of the Covenant. This was done only once a year, on Israel’s Day of Atonement for the sins of the nation. God led Jeremiah to preserve the Ark, to protect it from contamination and conceal it directly beneath the exact position of the Roman cross on which Jesus would be crucified.

The prophet was led to do this in order that Jesus Himself could complete the one and only sacrifice which could atone for the sins of the world. Jesus Christ, as the Great High Priest, was the only One whose blood could be sprinkled on the Mercy Seat, and God alone could do that.

Interesting Facts About The Ark Of The Covenant

In order to grasp the sheer magnitude of this world-shattering discovery, we must first understand the immense significance of the Ark of the Covenant.

The Ark is a sacred chest, measuring approximately 30 inches high and wide (78 cm) and 54 inches long (139 cm). It is made of wood, covered with gold leaf, and able to be transported by means of two long poles running through rings placed on its sides.  When it was not being carried during the wilderness wanderings of the Children of Israel, the Ark was housed within the Holy of Holies – the inner sanctuary of the Tabernacle, or Tent of Meeting, during the forty years they were in the Sinai desert after their miraculous escape from slavery in Egypt.

In addition to Exodus 25:10-22, in which Moses received precise instructions from Almighty God for building the Ark of the Covenant, the Ark is mentioned more than forty other times in Scripture: in the books of Numbers, Deuteronomy, Joshua, 1 Chronicles, 2 Chronicles, I Samuel, 2 Samuel, Psalms and Revelation. It is also known as The Ark of God, The Ark of God’s Strength, The Ark of the Covenant of the Lord and The Ark of the Testimony. The Ark of the Covenant was an extremely important foreshadowing of Jesus Christ as the only place of atonement for sins.

The Significance of the Mercy Seat

The term ‘Mercy Seat’ is associated with the Hebrew word for atonement. This is highly significant because it was on the Mercy Seat – the place of atonement – that the blood of sacrifice was to be placed once every year on the Day of Atonement to make atonement for the sins of the nation of Israel. The Mercy Seat represented to ancient Israel the earthly presence of God.

The cover, or lid, of the Ark of the Covenant was called a ‘Seat’ because Almighty God was seated there between the two cherubim. It was there that God communicated – spoke – from between the cherubim. The awesome power of the earthly presence of Almighty God was on the Mercy Seat.

Extraordinary Supernatural Events Associated With the Ark

It is an interesting Bible study to look up the Scriptures on the photos below:

When the Philistines conquered Israel and captured the Ark of the Covenant, they put it in the temple of their god Dagon. The power of the earthly presence of Almighty God between the cherubim on the Mercy Seat caused Dagon to fall on its face before the Ark and break into pieces.

Later, after much physical suffering on account of the stolen Ark being among them for seven months, the Philistines returned it to Israel with trespass offerings. They put the Ark on a brand new cart pulled by two cows which had not been yoked before, and had only just been separated from their calves. The cows pulled the cart straight to Israel. It was not natural for cows just separated from their calves to go a long journey away from them, and straight to Israel too.

It is recorded in 2 Samuel 6 that in Israel, when the cows seemed to be stumbling, Uzzah put out his band to save the Ark from falling to the ground. He was instantly struck dead by the power of God, bringing the fear of God on all Israel. The Ark of the Covenant is holy; and although Uzzah’s intention was good he had no right to touch it.

The Unfathomable Mercy of God

The earthly presence of God dwelt between the cherubim which stood facing each other on the solid gold lid of the Ark, known as the Mercy Seat. Carefully preserved within the Ark were the two stone tablets on which the Finger of God had inscribed the Ten Commandments as Moses, His appointed leader, stood watching in reverent awe.

The Law of God, the Ten Commandments, inscribed on two stone tablets, was housed inside the sacred chest of the Ark. Above it on the the Mercy Seat – the solid gold lid (cover) of the Ark – seated between the golden cherubim, was the earthly Presence of Almighty God. God is showing here that He places His mercy above the Law. Every single one of us has broken some of the Ten Commandments, but under the unfathomable mercy of God there is forgiveness for us all.

In His infinite mercy, God decreed that the High Priest should go once a year into the Holy of Holies of the Tabernacle, the Most Holy Place, where the only furniture was the Ark. Firstly, the High Priest had to cleanse himself thoroughly, and make atonement for his own sins and the sins of his family with the blood of sacrifice. Then, and only then, could the High Priest make atonement for the people’s sins by sprinkling the blood of an unblemished slaughtered animal directly on the Mercy Seat, between the earthly presence of God and His Law, thus making atonement for the sins of the entire nation. This ceremony had to be repeated year after year on the Day of Atonement.

God said to Moses, “The life of the flesh is in the blood: and I have given it to you upon the altar to make an atonement for your souls: for it is the blood that maketh an atonement for the soul.” Leviticus 17: 11

The Tabernacle, with its provision for animal sacrifice, and the sprinkling of blood on the Mercy Seat on the Day of Atonement, beautifully foreshadowed the work of Jesus Christ in His atoning death on the cross for the sins of the whole world. The Tabernacle, or Sanctuary, was a focal point for the Israelites; they realised that Almighty God was living among them.

The Layout of the Tabernacle in the Wilderness

In the Outer Court was the Brazen Altar of burnt offerings where animals were sacrificed, and the Laver where the priests cleansed themselves. Inside the Tent of the Tabernacle itself were two parts: the Holy Place and the Holy of Holies, or Most Holy Place. In the Holy Place were housed the Altar of Incense, the Golden Candlestick and the Table of Shewbread. The Holiest Place – Holy of Holies – was separated from the Holy Place by a thick, heavy curtain. The only furniture in the Holy of Holies was the Ark of the Covenant, and the High Priest alone was appointed to enter, and only once a year, on the Day of Atonement. He could not enter without sacrificial blood in atonement for his own and his family’s sins, and only then was he in a position to make atonement for the sins of the nation. The blood had to be sprinkled on the Mercy Seat to make atonement for sin.

The Tabernacle was erected in the middle of the camp during the wilderness wandering of the Children of Israel. They travelled for forty years before reaching the Promised Land which God had given to them.

The priests – the entire tribe of Levi – pitched their tents next to the Tabernacle, surrounding it. All the other tribes’ tents were pitched to encircle the Levites.

How the Ark of the Covenant was Discovered

For many years archaeologists searched tirelessly for the sacred Ark of the Covenant, the priceless treasure of Israel which had been lost in history. However, the honour of making this highly significant discovery was granted by Almighty God to Ronald Eldon Wyatt, a humble, faithful follower of Jesus Christ who trusted the Lord to lead him.

Ron Wyatt, an anaesthesiologist, archaeologist and adventurer, began his search by coming in from the back where the quarry is, because he just knew in his heart and his spirit that the Ark of the Covenant was hidden somewhere there. So he explored the numerous cave systems and he finally found the Ark in Jeremiah’s cave under the city of Jerusalem. Wyatt found the Ark was being guarded by four Angels. One of the Angels directed him to take a blood sample from the Mercy Seat and have it analysed, which he did.

Ron discovered the place where the Lord was crucified, and twenty feet below that, hidden deep under the ground without anyone knowing about it, he discovered the Ark of the Covenant. As already stated, the prophet Jeremiah had hidden the Ark there for safekeeping, along with other sacred objects from the first Temple in Jerusalem, just prior to the arrival of King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon to destroy Jerusalem 600 years before Jesus was crucified. There are many tunnels beneath Jerusalem. The sacred objects were hidden in a chamber and the entrance was sealed.

While examining the cavern, Ron noticed a strange black substance dried in a crack in the chamber’s ceiling. The crack was situated right above the Ark and it seemed like some of the black substance had even dripped onto the chest’s outer stone casing. “When Christ died, the earth quaked. The rock was split right below His cross and this crevice extended right down into the hidden chamber which contained the undefiled ‘earthly’ Throne of God — the Ark with its Mercy Seat,” wrote Ron Wyatt in one of his research letters. “After He was dead, when the centurion stuck his spear into Christ’s side and pierced His spleen, the blood and water came out, falling down through that crack and was sprinkled on the Mercy Seat.” (The Pulpit, 2008). If this is true, the act of dripping blood and water onto the Ark of the Covenant would have paralleled the blood and water sprinkled onto the Commandments by Moses to sanctify God’s covenant with Israelites (Hebrew 9:19).

When Ron Wyatt discovered the Ark, the stone box which was protecting it had been broken by the earthquake and there was some dark-red substance that had sprinkled on the top of the box where the lid was broken and down onto the Mercy Seat: it was the Lord’s blood. When the Earth quaked the rock split asunder. Then the Lord’s blood, which was pooled up in His body, was released by the Centurion’s spear and the blood went straight down, 20 feet, and landed on the cover for the Ark of the Covenant. Since the cover was broken by the force of the earthquake, Jesus’ blood was able to be sprinkled directly on the Mercy Seat.

Scripture makes it clear that in the Temple service, the High Priest would sprinkle the blood of the sacrifice on the Mercy Seat on the annual Day of Atonement for the sins of the nation. The Ark of the Covenant had been carefully preserved and protected from contamination so that Jesus could complete the one and only sacrifice which could atone for the sins of the world. Jesus Christ, as the Great High Priest was the only One whose blood could be sprinkled on the Mercy Seat, and God alone could do that.

Hebrews records, concerning the Tabernacle in the Wilderness, “The priests would routinely go in and out of the first chamber to perform their religious duties. And the high priest was permitted to enter the Holiest Sanctuary of All only once a year and he could never enter without first offering sacrificial blood for both his own sins and for the sins of the people.” Hebrews 9: 6-7 TPT

“But now the Anointed One has become the King-Priest of every wonderful thing that has come. For he serves in a greater, more perfect heavenly tabernacle not made by men. And he has entered once and forever into the Holiest Sanctuary of All, not with the blood of animal sacrifices, but the sacred blood of his own sacrifice. And he alone has made our salvation secure forever!” Hebrews 9: 11-12, TPT

Comments refuting sceptics who seek to discredit Ron Wyatt’s claim to have discovered the Ark of the Covenant

It has been pointed out that “In addition to finding the Ark of the Covenant, Ron Wyatt also made almost one hundred other alleged Bible-related discoveries which have been authenticated by the Vatican, scientists, historians, biblical scholars, and others.

“Some have said, ‘God did use Ron on the other discoveries, but he lied about the Ark.’ If that were true, however, Ron would have been out of the will of God in January 1982, when he said he found it. But it cannot be true that he lied about his discovery of the Ark because God was still using Ron when, in 1989, he found the Sodom and Gomorrah sites.

“The following information settles the question for me: Shortly after Ron Wyatt says he located the Ark, the Israeli Antiquities Authority sent six men into the underground complex of caves to retrieve it; all six were struck dead. This is according to the Antiquities Authority and not Mr Wyatt. They then had to ask Mr Wyatt to go into the caves and retrieve the bodies. Remember that the Lord our God will only allow one man whom He has deemed worthy to enter in with the Ark. So the question then becomes if, in fact, the true Ark is not in those caves, what killed those men?

“We are talking about a man who, along with his only two sons, risked being executed by Saudi authorities for locating Mount Sinai. They were arrested and detained for a long time and only through some divine Providence were they freed. This man had some kind of divine blessings about him. Without a doubt someone was guiding his hand, and I don’t understand why he would be shown all he has been shown and yet be misled when it came to the Ark.” Rick Rigdon

Another commented, “The Lord used Ron Wyatt to prove His Word is valid. If the Lord blessed Ron Wyatt to locate Sodom and Gomorrah why would he lie about the others? God is not going to show a man His glory if he’s going to lie about another matter. Makes absolutely no sense! Ron Wyatt is a humble God-fearing man with light in his words who on his deathbed did not change his story. That proves to me beyond a shadow of a doubt he’s telling the truth.” Talterri Law.

Jesus Christ Himself explained to one of His proven prophets why Ron Wyatt alone could be entrusted with the discovery of the Ark of the Covenant [See Note From So Greatly Loved at the end]

Jesus said, “I could not allow a carnally-minded man to make this discovery. It had to be a devout servant. Besides, those who have not been baptised and had their sins forgiven would immediately react the way the young man who was helping him reacted, for My power and eminence radiated from that place.”

Ron Wyatt was having a young man help him, and when he got close to the Ark in one of the caves, he was scared silly and came running out and said, “I don’t know what’s in there, but I’m not going back in!”

Jesus continued, “It took years and years of preparation, breaking and reforming before I could even allow him this find. Years and years and years. Being an anaesthesiologist gave him the opportunity many, many times to witness death. A holy fear rested in his heart, the good kind of fear. The reality of eternity was something he witnessed firsthand, so many times; it really helped to prepare his heart.

“His whole heart was to prove that the Bible was true. He was a holy and dedicated man, not a spark of self-interest. He, too, was under the anvil of correction many, many times. He humbled himself before Me. He repented for moments of vain-glory. I rewarded his dedication and his whole life’s work with this crowning achievement, because his heart was totally for Me and he sought My will before doing anything.”

Jesus throws light on the significance of the Ark’s specific location.

Jesus said, “When I died, the Earth shook and rent asunder. That is when I descended into Sheol. When the Centurion came back to *thrust the spear into My body’s side, the blood and water pooling and waiting to exit just naturally poured down the crack in the Earth. Angels lined the entire way down that crack, the entire way. None was lost. That sealed your redemption, once and for all, Were it necessary, I would do it all over again just to have you with Me in Heaven. *John 19: 31-37.

The young man who was helping Ron Wyatt, overcome by the supernatural power he could increasingly feel as they drew nearer to the Ark’s hiding place, ran away and did not dare return. That assured Ron Wyatt that the Ark was in there and he was getting very close indeed to finding it.

In fact when, much later, the Israeli Antiquities Authority sent six men to retrieve the Ark of the Covenant from Jeremiah’s Cave, they were all struck dead by the power of God’s presence on the Mercy Seat. The IAA had to ask Ron Wyatt to remove the six bodies for burial as he alone was appointed and anointed by God to approach the Ark of the Covenant.

The words of Jesus Himself quoted above, together with the ‘comments refuting sceptics who seek to discredit the claim of Ron Wyatt to have discovered the Ark of the Covenant’ are surely conclusive proof that it was indeed to this humble Christian that such a tremendous honour was granted. [See Notes from So Greatly Loved at the end for further information]

The spine-tingling significance of the literal blood of Jesus found sprinkled on the Mercy Seat

§ It is highly significant that the overall layout of the furniture in the Tabernacle in the Wilderness was in the form of a cross:

§ In the Holy of Holies was the Ark of the Covenant alone, separated from the Holy Place by a very thick, heavy veil.

§ In the Holy Place were three items: the Golden Candlestick (seven-branched Menorah), the Altar of Incense, and the Table of Shewbread.

§ In the Outer Court was the Bronze Laver where the priests washed themselves, and the Bronze Altar on which animals were burned in sacrifice and their blood subsequently offered to Almighty God.

§ Jesus Christ, the Great High Priest (Hebrews 4: 14-16) was the only One whose blood could be physically sprinkled on the Mercy Seat. It was undoubtedly an Act of God that everything was in exactly the right place, and that there was an earthquake which enabled the blood of Jesus to be sprinkled directly on the Mercy Seat.

One of the Angels guarding the Ark instructed Ron Wyatt to obtain a laboratory Chromosome Count of the Blood sprinkled on it.

On the instruction of one of the four Angels who had been guarding the Ark of the Covenant since Jeremiah concealed it in the cave, Ron Wyatt removed a sample of Jesus’ blood from the Mercy Seat and paid a lab in Israel to do an analysis of His blood. On the Angel’s instruction, he also asked them to do a chromosome count. However, they informed Ron that it was impossible to do a chromosome test on dead white blood cells. Nevertheless, they eventually agreed to do the test and began viewing the cells under the microscope. To their astonishment, they saw cells dividing before their eyes. This blood was alive! The Israeli lab technicians could not believe what they were seeing.

The scientists involved purportedly converted to Christianity as a result of their findings. When they tested the dried, two-thousand-year-old ‘dead’ blood, to their immense shock, they were able to analyze its chromosomes—which is only possible with living blood. It shocked the lab technicians to see that the blood of Jesus was still alive.

The blood of Jesus was found to be unique – unlike any other human blood. Each cell contained only 24 chromosomes, compared to the normal count of 46. Jesus had received 23 chromosomes from His Mother, Mary, and just one ‘Y’ chromosome from His heavenly Father to designate a male child. This proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that Jesus Christ is the Son of God.

Other scientists in the lab were asked to come and see for themselves. With tears in their eyes they asked, “Whose blood is this?” Ron Wyatt replied, also in tears, “It is the blood of your Messiah.”

No other male human being has ever had this same chromosome count; and Jesus’ shed blood is still alive 2,000 years after He died! It is unique, and proves His divinity to the world before He returns in the Rapture.

A Detailed Scientific breakdown of the Chromosome Count of Jesus Christ’s Blood

§ When scientists tested the dried, two-thousand-year-old “dead” blood, to their shock, they were able to analyze its chromosomes—which is only possible with living blood. Having 24 distinct chromosomes or 22 autosomes (mother’s are duplicated) in addition to 2 (XY) chromosomes, the 22 autosomes of the mother are equal to the corresponding 22 autosomes of the father (one to one) and the X chromosome of the mother (XX) plus the “Y” sex chromosome given by father being (XY).

§ In total, 2 of His mother’s autosomal chromosomes duplicated times 22, plus 1 (X) chromosome + 1 (Y) chromosome = 23 homologous pairs of chromosomes. Thus, His (Heavenly) Father’s (Y) male chromosome determined only Jesus’ maleness, while His physical characteristics would have been determined solely by His Mother.

§ Human cells normally have 46 chromosomes. These are actually 23 pairs of homologous chromosomes. In each pair of chromosomes, one of the pair is from the mother and the other member is from the father. Therefore, 23 chromosomes come from the mother and 23 from the father. In each set of 23, 22 chromosomes are autosomal and one is sex- determining. The sex-determining ones are the X chromosome and the Y chromosome. Females are XX, so they can only contribute an X chromosome to their offspring, whereas males are XY, which allows them to contribute either an X or a Y. If they contribute an X, the child is female, whereas if they contribute a Y, the child is male. The fascinating finding in this blood was that instead of 46 chromosomes, there were only 24. There were 22 autosomal chromosomes, one X chromosome and one Y chromosome.

§ This evidences that the person to whom this blood belonged had a mother but no human father, because the normal contribution of paternal chromosomes is missing.

§ The DNA of Jesus is 96% from Mary rather than 50% from Mary as would be normal. So, theoretically, the Holy Spirit had to have inseminated a virginal Mary with the “Y” chromosome of the non-human God of Abraham.

Awesome dovetailing Acts of God enabled the blood of Jesus to be sprinkled on the Mercy Seat, the only place of Atonement for Sin.

§ What a mighty Act of God it was to inspire the prophet Jeremiah to conceal the Ark of the Covenant for safekeeping in a location that would prove to be directly underneath the cross on which Jesus would eventually die on Mount Calvary.

§ It was an Act of God that the legs of Jesus were not broken by His executioners. The Romans customarily broke the legs of all their victims to hasten their death. However, they did not do this to Jesus. This fulfilled Numbers 9:12 and Exodus 12:46 that the legs of the Passover Lamb must not be broken, and confirmed the fact that Jesus is the Passover Lamb.

§ It was an Act of God that to ensure that Jesus was dead, the Centurion thrust his spear into the side of Jesus, piercing His spleen and thus allowing the blood and water to gush forth.

§ It was an Act of God that an earthquake occurred at the precise moment of Jesus’ death and opened a long crack in the rock leading from the base of Jesus’ cross straight to the Mercy Seat of the Ark of the Covenant some twenty feet below. This enabled the pooled blood of Jesus to be sprinkled on the Mercy Seat.

§ It was an Act of God that the earthquake caused the lid of the stone box in which Jeremiah had carefully encased the Ark, to break open in exactly the right place for the blood of Jesus to be sprinkled directly on the Mercy Seat – the only place of atonement for sin.

Matthew 27:51 records that “the earth did quake, and the rocks rent” and “when the Centurion and they that were with him, watching Jesus, saw the earthquake … they feared greatly, saying, Truly this was the Son of God” Matthew 27:54.

Jesus fulfilled every single one of the Old Testament types and figures perfectly. On the cross He cried out in victory, “It is finished!”

Irrefutable scientific evidence that Jesus is the Son of God

Please take a few moments to watch this short, breathtaking Video showing Ron Wyatt’s account of the scientific analysis and chromosome count of the blood of Jesus, and the Israeli lab technicians’ reaction to the irrefutable scientific evidence before their eyes that Jesus Christ is indeed the Son of God:

Notes from So Greatly Loved

📝 The discovery of the Ark of the Covenant, and the subsequent chromosome count of the blood of Jesus Christ found sprinkled on the Mercy Seat – the only place for the atonement for sins – has to be the most breathtaking and meaningful revelation since Jesus came to earth to save us from our sins by His atoning death on Calvary. This scientific discovery should have made international front page news, but was largely blacked out by the corporate news media, though quietly (but excitedly) reported on by Christian news networks.

📝 No other male human being has ever had this same chromosome count! Jesus’ shed blood is still alive 2,000 years after He died! It is unique, and proves His divinity to the world before He returns in the Rapture. The Israeli laboratory technicians involved in working on the chromosome count purportedly converted to Christianity as a result of their findings.

📝 It is the will of God that this information should go viral. He has put it on my heart to ask any bloggers who may read my post to feel free to reblog it in order that many more people who do not know Jesus as their Saviour may learn that Science itself has irrefutably proved that Jesus Christ is indeed the Son of God.

The chromosome analysis of the blood found sprinkled on the Mercy Seat provides conclusive evidence that the person to whom this blood belonged had a mother but no human father, because the normal contribution of paternal chromosomes is missing. How much more proof that Jesus is the Son of God could anyone need?

📝 Please note

The words of Jesus quoted above were given by the Lord to one of His proven prophets. Jesus was speaking regarding Ron Wyatt, and his being honoured with the awesome discovery of the Ark of the Covenant after going through the deep dealings of God for many, many years to prepare him. This was recorded on the Still Small Voice channel on Vimeo by Clare du Bois.

This beautifully anointed channel is blessing many thousands of hungry Christians around the world who are head over heels in love with Jesus and are expecting His soon return.

Still Small Voice is hated with a vengeance by the enemy of our souls who has planted Satanists to discredit and pull down this channel that he so greatly fears. It is to the glory of God that these Satanists are steadily being impacted by the very Bible teachings they were commissioned by the evil one to tear down.

The Still Small Voice channel is an enormous help in being ready for Jesus’ soon coming in the Rapture, and has many inspiring video teachings on a wide range of topics, and also a number of excellent books. I recommend that all who long to know Jesus on a deeper level check out Still Small Voice on Vimeo. It is transforming countless lives.

For further information visit the website: heartdwellers.org

How to Pray Powerfully In The Name Of Jesus

When we pray in the name of Jesus, in His authority, totally convinced when we declare His name that we are His family and we have the rights to this name, it is very powerful indeed. However, if it becomes rote — if we get tired of saying it, or we’re not paying attention when we say it — it’s not going to carry the same force of authority that it will when we declare it with our full hearts, minds and voices focused on it. Not violently, but in such a way that you are thoroughly convinced the name of Jesus is above all other names and every demon must bow to that name. So we need to establish exactly who Jesus is to us when we say His name.

When you say, “In the Name of Jesus” it can very easily become rote, to the point where you really don’t declare His name with full attention and intention. To offset this tendency to numb out when we pray this part of the prayer, we must begin to declare something about Him that will call our attention to the true meaning of the Name.

This is what I’ve been praying:

“In the Name above all Names, Jesus Christ…” and then the prayer.

“In the Name of the Son of the Living God, Creator of Heaven and Earth…”

“In the Mighty Name of Jesus…”

“In The Name Of Jesus, to Whom every knee will bow, every tongue confess…”

“In the Name of the Mighty One, Jesus our Lord…”

“In the Name Above all Names, in Heaven and on the Earth, Jesus Christ our Lord…”

“In the Name of Jesus, the Christ, the Son of the Living God, I command you…” and then you go into the prayer.

“In the Name of Jesus my Spouse, King of Heaven and Earth, I command you evil spirits…” and then you say the rest of the prayer.

I’ve noticed an increase in effectiveness, praying this way. And certainly it gives more honor to Him. So, when you do this, you are declaring to those demons who Jesus is to you and to all of Creation. You are appropriating His Mighty Name, which you have the right to use against evil, and you are taking authority with intention, rather than repeating ‘the Name above all names’ in a manner that is somewhat dulled to the power in that name.

We can all take familiar things in a superficial way after a time. I’m not saying that the Name of Jesus has no effect when you say it; of course not. But when we’re a little numb in praying the prayer, we are not praying with strong intention. So, in full awareness of the power of that Name, we declare to the demons we are focused, and not just shooting scatter-shot.

The Lord told us that we must pray the binding prayer with intention. In other words, if you are thinking about something else, you’re distracted and not pinning the demons down with the full force of your intention.

I catch myself doing that frequently and when I do, I go back and pray that passage of the binding prayer again, until I know I was seriously intent on them obeying and not saying it half-heartedly. So, when you pray the binding prayer, do it with full intention, conviction, and even ask the Warring Angels to enforce it. In this way, what you say with your mouth, you believe in your heart and it’s a done deal.

A prayer for nightmares

Every night, my husband and I pray this prayer: “In the Name of Jesus, I call upon the Holy Angels to protect our sleep, to surround and protect us from all intruders,  projections, and every evil. Amen.”

And this prayer works very well. When we don’t pray it, it’s not good! So, I do remember to pray it.

Have you any calling cards for the demons in your house?

A calling card is anything that originated from a contaminated, demonic source that especially opens the door to evil by its content. You’ll find that in the newspaper, in magazines, music, videos, articles, native art – anything like that can open the door.  I don’t allow newspapers or magazines in my house. Make sure your house is clean and ask the Holy Spirit to reveal to you any open doors.

And if you’ve got teenagers, oh boy. You’ve got a lot of open doors, unless they’re very holy, that is. And that’s pretty rare. And even when they are holy, sometimes teenagers just won’t agree with you that something’s bad because they’ll feel deprived if they have to give it up.

Note from So Greatly Loved

These prayer guidelines were sent to the Heart Dwellers prayer warriors by Clare du Bois. I am sharing them now as they may well be helpful to many others.

For information on the Still Small Voice channel on Vimeo, and all aspects of the Ministry, please visit the website: heartdwellers.org

A Close Call!

I was so far out of my comfort zone that things could hardly have been worse! Here I was, a rather shy nineteen year old student travelling a long distance by train in Northern Spain alone, when disaster struck!

I ought to have flown out from England with the two friends who, like me, were going to the Universidad de Zaragoza summer course. As it happened, Spanish friends had already invited me to spend the previous week with them in Barcelona, where we had had the time of our lives together. For that reason, I found myself travelling the three hundred or so miles to the summer course in the cool of Aragon’s Pyrenees on my own. There was just one vital rail connection to be sure not to miss.

Well, you’ve guessed it! When the train ground to a halt, the station master told me I had missed my connection. He didn’t accept the timetable I had been given in Barcelona, retorting, “¡En Barcelona no saben nada!” (“They don’t know a thing in Barcelona!”). To my relief, as the next day was Sunday there was an early excursion train into the mountains leaving at 5.30. It suited me perfectly.

Taking a quick look at the station master, I knew that the very last thing I should do was to spend a night on his station! My suitcase was quickly stowed safely away in a luggage locker and, clutching my overnight bag, I headed for a hostel he had recommended. With my auburn hair and freckled sunburnt face I attracted attention wherever I went in Spain. I was the object of close scrutiny as I tried to enjoy my evening meal. I could not get out of that restaurant quickly enough! A pleasant young woman showed me to my room.

For the first time ever, I found myself having to convince the person who showed me to my room that I was capable of locking the door! First she locked it herself, then unlocked it and, removing the key, handed it to me saying, “Now let me see you lock it!” I began to hear warning bells.

Exhausted by the events of the day I soon went to bed. I was hoping for a good night’s sleep in view of my very early start the following morning. I had carefully locked the door, of course, and had also taken the precaution of wedging a chair firmly underneath the door handle.

A sudden commotion directly below my open bedroom window caused me to freeze in horror. I heard excited voices and understood every word. Men were piling chairs on top of tables in an effort to break into my room that way! I gathered my wits about me just in time, and leapt out of bed, firmly closing the window despite the stifling heat.

My anxiety intensified further when two men took up residence in the room next door to mine. Through the paper thin wall I could hear them planning to break in. They were relishing the fact that I was alone. I knew, of course, that it had not been a good idea for me to travel alone like that but, in the circumstances, I had no alternative. Those men obviously thought that I was not a force to be reckoned with. What they failed to realise, however, was that — despite appearances — I was not alone.

I was still a baby Christian. In fact, it was only a few months since I had asked Jesus to come and live in my heart, trusting Him to be my Saviour. I knew for certain that Jesus loved me deeply and that He would never leave my side. Jesus was well able to help me find my way out of dire straits such as these. I prayed with all my heart that night to be kept safe from the very real danger of those men breaking down my door. Their arrival was now imminent according to what I was overhearing. By then I was fully dressed and had hidden my passport and money under the mattress. Suddenly, the men’s door opened. Within seconds, there they were: banging on my door and shouting as they rattled the door handle. Fortunately my door withstood the onslaught and, muttering and cursing in frustration, after a few minutes they gave up and went back to their own room.

Was my terrifying ordeal over yet? Apparently not! The next words that I overheard caused me immense consternation. The men were talking about making a second attempt to break down my door at 2.00 a.m. Naturally I thought that this time they would surely bring with them something with which to break the lock… and then I would be totally at their mercy. It was at this point that I was strongly tempted to dwell on my circumstances rather than looking to the Lord for help. All sorts of thoughts raced through my mind in quick succession. To be honest, my mind was in turmoil. However, I pulled myself together as I remembered the promise of Jesus to be with us all the time.

I kept a close eye on my watch. Sure enough, as the hands showed that two o’clock had arrived, the men opened their door yet again and made a beeline for mine. This time I really was scared out of my wits. I felt utterly helpless. I did not know what in the world to do. I was simply panic stricken. I could barely think straight. Yet if ever clear thinking was called for it was now — right now! With my heart in my mouth, and summoning up every ounce of faith I could muster, I committed myself into the hands of the Lord. He has never let me down, even when my faith was wavering. The men were banging repeatedly on my door, shaking it furiously and rattling the handle as they cursed. Their every effort proved to be in vain and they were eventually obliged to give up — and this time it was for good. Jesus was THERE for me, of course!

Needless to say, I didn’t sleep a wink all night. Three times those men had attempted to break into my room and I was emotionally drained. In view of my very early Sunday morning train — the only one of the day — I continued to keep an eye on the time. I retrieved my passport and money from the hiding place under the mattress, and quietly opened the door to make for the bar and a much-needed coffee before heading off to the station. To my disgust, the men had heard my movements and had the audacity to lie in wait for me, positioning themselves one on either side of my door. At the top of their voices they shouted “¡Criatura!” (“You baby!”) as, deliberately ignoring them, I passed quickly between them and reached the comparative safety of the bar. There I enjoyed a strong coffee and settled my account.

Dawn was breaking as I left that awful hostel, shaking the dust from off my feet. The headlights of an occasional vehicle lit up the way ahead from time to time as I hurried to the station. Under no circumstances must I miss that one and only train! I was uncomfortably aware of the fact that I was still potentially in danger as I walked alone down that country road at such an hour. Railways came late to Spain and many stations were built a distance from the towns. During the working day a frequent nation-wide *RENFE bus service transported the passengers between stations and towns. As I walked briskly in the light of the breaking dawn, the air was filled with the shrill sound of crickets. It was surreal.

* Red Nacional de Ferrocarriles Españoles

The Sunday excursion train arrived at the station on time, full of happy normal people enjoying their one free day. I found myself able to relax at long last and began chatting to those sitting near me. As soon as I reached Jaca, where the University of Saragossa Summer School was being held in the pleasant cool of the Pyrenees, I had a long soak in a warm bath. That did me a power of good because, to add insult to injury, I had acquired no fewer than nineteen mosquito bites in that frightful place on that fateful night!

Out of the frying pan into the fire?

What an experience the Summer School proved to be! Our Spanish had improved by leaps and bounds. We had great fun together and learned some simply hilarious folk songs. We went on a number of fascinating full-day excursions and learned some very interesting Spanish history. Those weeks went by only too quickly and soon my two friends and I were travelling by train to Barcelona where we had to spend a night before catching our return flight. We booked into economically priced accommodation for one night and, as we were unable to get a room for three, I found myself alone, while the other two shared.

When the lady of the house showed me my room, to my horror I noticed straightaway that not only did the door have no lock, but it wouldn’t even shut — it was going to be permanently ajar! My heart sank… but there was nowhere else. This was even worse than my previous experience because at least the door there had a lock! I went to bed, pushing a chair up against my door to prevent the bright light from the hallway keeping me awake. After a while, the front doorbell rang. To my unspeakable horror, I heard a man asking the lady of the house who was staying there! She unwisely told him that there were three English señoritas, two together in one room and the third one right there, near the front door. What she said next sent shudders down my spine: “¡Que no le pase nada!” (“Don’t let anything happen to her!”). I wondered for the second time that summer what sort of place I had landed in!

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Note from So Greatly Loved

This is exactly what happened to me in the summer of 1962, after my first year at Leeds. In those days, students of Modern Languages could choose whether to spend one term or four terms abroad from Easter of their second year. I badly wanted to spend a whole year in Spain, after a term in France. I asked my parents whether they would be happy for me to choose the longer option; I would get work in Spain but would still need some financial help from them. To be fair to them, I told my parents the full story that you have just read. To my enormous relief, they said I was well able to look after myself, and I could feel free to go abroad for four terms with their blessing.

My Testimony is that without the faithfulness of our Lord Jesus, it could all so easily have ended in disaster, and even have brought the completion of my studies and my career prospects to an abrupt end. I am so grateful to Him.

Get Off to a Good Start

I can’t think of anything more wonderful to look forward to than waking up in the morning and, before even getting out of bed, searching for His presence and greeting Him — knowing that whether I see or hear Him or not, HE IS THERE, waiting for me, with eager anticipation, to wake up and begin my day with Him again.

He is just SO in love with each and every one of us! Let’s all determine to truly embrace His words here and greet Him each morning with the same Joy He has for us!

Jesus began, “My daughter, My Bride. I long for you to recognize My presence beside you every day. I long to raise you up when you feel bowed down by life’s challenges. Yet when you awake, you do not immediately recognize My presence beside you. Dear one, that is when I am the closest to you. The enemy wants you to focus on your coffee and vitamins for help so that he can, in the meantime, insert his evil thoughts into your mind.

“May I say, by the time you finish those things, you have already been infected with negativity. That is why he stresses those physical helps to awaken you. In the meantime, your mind is like a wet sponge, taking in all the poison he has prepared for you. ‘I don’t feel well. I am so tired. I can’t think straight. I’m not up to this! I don’t want to fail You, Jesus, but I’m hopeless, I’m depressed…’

“Does that sound familiar? These are words programmed into your consciousness first thing in the morning. That is why, when you put on the Helmet of Salvation, you short-circuit a ruinous day that he had planned for you. A day where you just drag around from one thing to the next, feeling numbed by the word curses he has applied to handicap you.

“It is time for all of you, My people, to put an end to this insidious tactic the devils have used on you to keep you from My higher calling in your life. If your attitude is that you can barely make it through the day, you will not grow into the fullness of who I have called you to be. This is why I have asked you to put on the full armor, before you do anything else. These are times where the proliferation of evil is so great, you cannot afford to be slack in protecting yourselves.”

Jesus shares something very dear to His heart

“Now I wish to impart to you another secret, so very dear to My heart. You have taken on the world with Me, My Bride. Shall I leave you weak and helpless? No, My Loved Ones. I am at your right hand, holding you up as you grasp to take hold of your footing each day. I do not leave you on your own. Many of you, like Clare, are pushing physical exhaustion every day — and I have told you to come to Me in the Blessed Sacrament. Ask for the strength you need as you receive Me, and I will equip you.

“But even more have I extended to you. Indeed, I live inside of you, but I manifest also on the outside. As you arise in the morning, I put My arm around you and help you to your feet. I stand beside you always, but you do not recognize that I am there. As a result, you do not lean on Me, dear ones.

“Yes, lean on Me. And even more, count on Me to keep you up and moving, to keep your mind clear. To be present as you pray. To even help you with your prayers if you reach out to Me and ask. ‘Jesus, help me pray. Please, help me worship. Help me be faithful to You and what is appropriate for me in these moments.’ In this way, you will fulfill My will and have victory over that cloud of oppression that so often assails you — even in your body — enveloping your mind.

“Delight in My presence in the morning! Speak to Me. Tell Me how much I mean to you and how you cannot live without Me. In this way, we will be blessed together to handle the day. Now, that’s what I call a good start!”

Jesus, Dress Me in the Armor of God

THE HELMET OF SALVATION: Place tightly the earflaps, guarding my ears from the enemy’s lies and whisperings. Set the Guard of Love over my mouth, that I speak with Your words, Your inflections of voice. Lower the Filter of Mercy and Compassion over my eyes, that I may see the world through Your shed Blood. Make impenetrable the helmet’s crown — the Dome of Protection — over my mind, sealing out the projections, suggestions and dredged-up memories of the evil ones. Let Your mind be within me: Let me think with, consider with and act on Your thoughts, not my own, until You make them one and the same.

I DECLARE: I am Yours and You are mine: we are One. I pledge to strive with all my heart, mind and will to let no sin or demon ever separate me from You, stand between us, or cause my heart or mind to wander, even a step, from Your side.

THE BREASTPLATE: Gather up all that is Yours, now cleansed – my heart, my spirit, my soul, my mind, my will, my garden – and protect it within Your Breastplate of Righteousness. May the enemy’s weapons bounce off, and may their excrement slide off, nothing staying, nothing sticking. Grant me the Grace NOT to form chinks, through my sin, in this Armor that protects where You dwell within me, thereby allowing the demons access.

THE BELT: Wrap the Belt of Truth firmly around me, sealing and closing up access to the enemy through finely crafted lies and deceits, into the place where You dwell, as a thief would enter a Home. Reveal to me Truth in all occasions, and help me never to bend, ignore or deny it. Let me always seek the Truth and speak the Truth.

THE SANDALS: May my feet be shod with the Gospel of Peace. Let my feet walk upon the Waters of Peace with each step, eyes firmly fixed on You – and may it flow out from each step in ever-widening circles, touching the hearts, minds and attitudes of those that surround me, and I interact with throughout the day. Secure within me the Peace that Passes All Understanding.

THE SWORD AND SHIELD: I take now Holy Spirit’s Sword in my hand. I take from Your hand the Shield of Faith. Teach me to use these with Your Wisdom, Your Power, Your Authority — and to never shy away from a battle You have sent me to engage in. It is ONLY through Your Power, Strength and Authority that I am enabled to do this. Let me never, ever allow Pride a foothold here.

THE CLOAK OF HUMILITY: Cover me now, and all of Your Armor, with the Cloak of Humility. Conceal ME beneath its folds and hood; let others see NOTHING but You shining out from within.

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Note from So Greatly Loved

Carol Jennings, leader of the Heart Dwellers prayer warrior team to which I belong, wrote ‘Jesus, Dress me in the Armor of God’ together with the Lord. I pray her beautiful prayer first thing every morning. I am sharing it now with Carol’s permission.

The message ‘Get Off to a Good Start’ was given to Clare du Bois and posted on the Still Small Voice channel on Vimeo.

For more information go to heartdwellers.org

How a Root of Bitterness Changes Your Destiny and DNA

Clare was sharing with Jesus some issues that were on her heart. Jesus said to her, “The point is not to give up. This is Satan’s plan. Using the analogy of lions on the hunt, they look for the ones who are separated. Be smarter than the adversary. Cling to and forgive your friends when they wound you.

“I did not give up on Peter. It is written that I ‘did not entrust Myself to men, for I knew their hearts’ (John 2:24). As close as Peter was to Me, I knew his weakness. I knew he was not ready to die for Me. He loved Me but overestimated his strength. Peter did not know himself. He overrated his devotion, his love, even though I had appointed him chief of the apostles. In his zeal and self-confidence, he believed nothing could turn him away from Me.

“I am asking you, children: take a long look in the mirror and know yourselves. Ask My Holy Spirit to reveal your true weaknesses. What will this accomplish? Compassion and forgiveness for those who betray you. I want My Body mended, put back together. Satan has spent the last 2,000 years contriving plans that would push the members of My Body apart, further and further.

“If you are dividing My Body, you are working for Satan. You are being used by the demons if you are separating brethren. If you are taking the failings of others as a final door slammed shut, you are creating pockets of bitterness for the demons to create strongholds in your life, not the lives of those who hurt you. They will walk on, but you will stumble because of what you are holding onto. That is why forgiving is a work of charity, a work of mercy. It makes up for judgment, calumny, and lying. What sin has severed, you can restore by your charity. Just as surely as wounds heal, forgiveness cleanses those pockets of corruption and allows tender flesh to grow back.

“When you refuse to forgive, you are only demonstrating your lack of knowledge of self. This calls Me to your side. Now, I must reveal to you your weakness and how you fail others. I do it again and again and again until you finally understand and learn to forgive and go on.”

Jesus continued, “But there is a form of pride deadly to the soul. When you refuse to see how you, in the past, have failed and wounded others. When you refuse to see how you, in the present, are wounding others. When you elevate yourself above others and pridefully bury your head in the sand, refusing to see the truth about yourself, you are killing your soul and preparing the soil of your heart for a root of bitterness to grow deep and wide. Why does that matter, you ask? A root of bitterness is a toxic root. It gives off deadly acids, much like the soil beneath the cedar tree. Nothing can grow beneath a cedar, because what is released from the roots is toxic to other plants. That means the soil in the garden of your soul is being poisoned. All that can flourish in this toxic soil is anger, resentment, retaliation, jealousy and hatred. Then you must work to disguise these evils under a smile and fair words. This will eventually wear you out and open the door for disease in your body.

“Hatred, unforgiveness, retaliation and bitterness create energy waves that poison your body. These feelings can be measured electronically. They actually weaken and change your DNA, allowing cancer cells to proliferate.

“This is the environment the demons plant their seeds in. Discontent opens the door to sin, retaliation, gossip, stealing, plotting evil and cheating. Your lives become a tangled web for unclean things, and soon the fragrant garden you once had is turned into a wretched tangle of darkness, where demons defecate to fertilize roots of bitterness growing all around you — until all your good intention is snuffed out and you are controlled by self-defense, bitterness and fear.

“You have a choice to make, My children. You can either play into the enemy’s hands or resist him, crying out to Me ‘Lord, deliver me from evil!’

“I am asking you to choose. Will you let go of the past, forgive and embrace a life of forgiveness? Or will you stubbornly hold onto the failures of others? Understand, what little vestige of bitterness you entertain or bury without resolution will affect your future. You will make choices based on avoiding these past hurts and may very well cut yourself off from life. Many times the very place your destiny lies in — many times — that is the very place where you will be most attacked.

“Satan has ways of knowing when you are destined for something, and he will plan and engineer many a trap to spring on you and cause you to abandon that way, cutting you off from your destiny and forcing you to choose another path, rather than the one I had for you.

“Yes, it is up to you, very much up to you. You cannot advance in My Kingdom without tremendous effort in the area of humility, charity and forgiveness. It is simply impossible. I will not use a bitter vessel to carry My choice wines. The vessel must be clean and sweet, lest the wine I died to procure for you becomes bitter. The rewards are out of this world, but the work of dying to yourself, knowing yourself, admitting your failures and weaknesses, is not for sissies. Either you are brave and relentless in taming your carnal nature or you are weak and cowardly, and run from it. In which case, it takes over and controls you.

“You all have a choice to make. I see to it along the path of life that opportunities for self-will, self-love, and selfish ambition are put before you. I allow you to live that life until you are sick of yourselves and want to become holy, a vessel fit for the King’s table. I arrange the lessons and try you over and over again. When I see that love and humility triumph, I advance you to the next level and we begin again. When I see it fail, we go round and round and round the mountain again, or you weary of Me and wander off into the world.

“Please, make your choices wisely. I am forever at your side calling you upward. But the climb is painful! Once you make up your mind to forsake your pride and defensiveness, I lift you up into My arms and carry you all the way to the top. This is My Heart’s desire. Will you come with Me? Or will you abandon Me, like so many others have done? Do you have courage, character and relentless honesty with yourself? Or are you just getting by…

“Please, make your choice wisely. I long to carry you tenderly in My arms. I long to comfort you. Please. Make your choice wisely.”

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Note from So Greatly Loved

This message, given by Jesus to Clare du Bois and shared on Vimeo, is an enormous challenge to me. I am working on it, and pray that it may make a significant change in your life too. May God bless you as we all press on together in Him.

For further information go to heartdwellers.org

Astonishing Breakthroughs!

What Jesus is doing in my life is truly awesome. To illustrate how thrilling my recent physical breakthroughs are, I’ll try to explain how indescribably difficult — virtually impossible — certain essential everyday activities used to be for me.

Rewind to 2014…

Let’s rewind to 2014 — when my struggle began to be intense. There were certain things which we all have to do every day which were almost impossible for me because of the severe pain and limitations of my acute osteo-arthritis. Believe it or not, one of the most difficult things for me was actually getting into bed at the end of the day! My joints are badly worn down and there is no cartilage cushion to prevent them grating painfully (and sometimes noisily!) together — but something significantly changed very recently.

Since I could not get onto a bed for eight long years (2006-2014), I had to sleep in my recliner chair in our living room while my husband had the bedroom to himself. During those eight years, because I was unable to lie down flat to sleep I gradually became deformed. I am permanently shaped like a banana now!

However, God was very good to us and enabled us to get an amazing bargain after a house move: a double electric adjustable profiling bed which adjusts separately for both of us, and fits perfectly into our small bedroom. The cost of these beds is normally astronomical. Originally, the bed we needed was on offer online at half price, but the company reduced it a great deal further for us as they had only one left to our specification in their factory warehouse clearance department. God’s timing is always spot on!

I was so looking forward to sleeping in a bed again after all those years, but one thing caused me excruciating pain — actually getting into bed! Firstly, I had to sit down and throw myself backwards onto the mattress. It was rather like taking a leap of faith in reverse. My right leg made it easily onto the bed, but my left leg did not as the left hip joint is even more badly worn away than the right one. Therefore, since 2014 I have had to use a ‘leg raiser’ on my left leg. It looks like a dog collar and lead all in one piece. I had to put the large loop round my left foot and hold on tightly to the small loop at the other end of this device, raising my left leg as I threw myself backwards onto the bed, pulling very hard on the leg raiser so that, hopefully, my left leg would join my right leg and they would both land safely together on the bed.

It was such a lengthy process for me to get into bed every night. I used to pray really hard for enough faith to be able to make it! I would sit for at least five minutes (leg raiser in position) trying to drum up enough faith to get onto the bed by quoting over and over Philippians 4:13 in the Amplified Bible, “I have strength for all things in Christ Who empowers me. [I am ready for anything and equal to anything through Him Who infuses inner strength into me…]”  I used to say that powerful Scripture out loud over and over again until I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I really was “ready for anything and equal to anything through Him” and that our Lord Jesus definitely was “infusing inner strength into me.”

Eventually, after many long weeks of struggling to get into bed night after night, one glorious evening it all changed for the better. The Lord graciously had compassion on me and I saw Jesus come running to help me! I believe it was a vision — and not my imagination. It was the first time I saw Jesus. In sheer gratitude, I said “Jesus, I trust in You!” Then, with my leg raiser already in position, I threw myself backwards onto the bed in faith, knowing — not hoping — that this time I would get into bed easily. I did!

From that evening onwards, night after night I closed my eyes and in my spirit I saw Jesus come running — really running — to help me, with His arms outstretched towards me and a big smile on His face! It was so easy with Jesus on the job! I no longer had to sit for five minutes, as I used to do, drumming up the faith I so badly needed…

As I have said, this was the first time I actually saw Jesus; and I continued to see Him like that whenever I said “Jesus, I trust in You!” while trying to get onto the bed. I’m only sharing this in order to illustrate what a wonderful measure of healing I received from Jesus in my joints at the end of June this year. Thanks to Morphine, my excruciating pain had been less for some time, nevertheless I continued having to rely heavily on my leg raiser to enable me to get into bed — until one recent Monday evening.

This is how I realised beyond a shadow of a doubt that the Lord had done something really marvellous for me: I had just put my left foot into the leg raiser as usual, and was sitting on the bed about to throw myself backwards onto the mattress. However, it had escaped my notice that my foot had somehow slipped out of the leg raiser — until it was too late and, to my horror, I was already descending backwards onto the mattress without that indispensable Disability aid round my left foot!!!  It was at precisely that point that I realised Jesus must have strengthened my left hip, because BOTH my legs went sailing HIGH in the air and landed together on the mattress, without the leg raiser. It had fallen off and was lying limply on the floor beside the bed. This was a God moment! It was AWESOME!!!

Another healing touch from Jesus

But it doesn’t stop there! When my care-giver arrived to get me up the following morning, I got out of bed straightaway and puzzled her by asking if she would watch me getting back in! She was astonished at the sudden improvement. A few minutes later she gave me a shower and hair wash. I sit on a shower stool for that, and she likes me to lean right back while she’s rinsing the shampoo out of my long hair. I really dislike that part because my neck hurts so badly. I’ve had five whiplash injuries over the years, one of which necessitated a twelve-week course of physiotherapy which culminated in traction on my neck. To my unspeakable horror, a machine was programmed to ‘pull’ my head rhythmically out of my body for a set period of time, while I was left unattended in a curtained cubicle, clutching a panic button for dear life. It was very scary indeed.

Anyway, when the time came to lean back during my hair wash, instead of gingerly bending my neck backwards slowly,  little by little, I went straight back — until I was almost touching the wall. Later, my care-giver told me that she had been alarmed at first when I suddenly leaned so far backwards because I had never been able to do that before — and I usually made a fuss!

Yet another healing touch from Jesus

For many years I’ve had great difficulty standing up for even two or three minutes at a time. The following day, I decided that the books, folders, sewing things and odds and ends beside my recliner chair in the living room needed to be reorganised as it was all in such a big muddle, and things were difficult for me to access. I found one thing after another that I hadn’t seen for quite a while, and I began happily piling up the items on the seat of my recliner chair while I stood on my feet reorganising that area. By then I couldn’t have sat down even if I’d wanted to as there were things piled up precariously all over my seat!! It was sheer joy to be able to stand, and I was enjoying myself so much that I kept on and on working. To my astonishment, I was able to stand up for OVER THREE QUARTERS OF AN HOUR! When I told my care-giver about it later during her early evening visit, she said that she had also noticed that I’m now walking with my walker more briskly too. I am undoubtedly in the middle of receiving a considerable measure of miracle healing from Jesus!

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Note from So Greatly Loved

What do you want the Lord to do for you? Are you in need of a miracle in your life? The mercy of our Heavenly Father is unfathomable. He delights in blessing every one of His children and He has no favourites. The Word of God says, “No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.” Psalm 84:11. If your heart is to please the Lord, you are one of His children who is walking uprightly. You qualify!

Think about it for a moment: could it be true of you that “Ye have not because ye ask not?” James 4:2. But it doesn’t even end there, because verse three warns us about the importance of checking our motives in praying for what we want. The confirmation that it is God’s will for us to pray for something in particular is to ask ourself whether, deep down in our spirit, we have peace. The Apostle Paul wrote, “Let the peace of God rule in your hearts…” See Colossians 3:15. The original Greek word Paul used for ‘rule’ literally means ‘to act as an umpire.’ In other words, since a whistle is blown when a foul has been committed, if the umpire does not blow his whistle, we are not in the wrong, and so the Holy Spirit is clearly saying, “Go ahead!”

Pray, and believe with all your heart, for your much-needed miracle… and don’t forget to thank Him for the answer. See Philippians 4:6-7, where Paul mentioned the importance of thanking God for the answer in advance, and also said that the peace of God would keep our hearts.

When we were missionaries in India, it was a great joy to my husband and me to teach in the village churches on real Bible Faith. As I was writing this conclusion, the Lord told me to share in future posts the super-effective and life-transforming teaching on real Bible Faith that impacted those lovely Indian Christians so powerfully.

Watch this space!

Like A Little Child

Jesus has taught me that the more childlike and simple I am in my faith, the more easily I will receive from Him those things for which I am praying.

Jesus said some interesting things about the simplicity of little children. Just think about it for a moment… To a little child, if Daddy has promised something that he or she is longing for, they just know that Daddy will keep his word. They are very likely to tell anyone who will listen, “Daddy’s going to give me…” or Daddy’s going to take me to…” Little children don’t doubt for a moment that Daddy will keep his word.

To a little one it’s a done deal because Daddy always keeps his word. Always!! It is not surprising, therefore, that Jesus said, “Whoever humbles himself like a little child is the greatest in the kingdom of Heaven.” (Matthew 18:4). Little children have total faith in Daddy.

In many places in the gospels, Jesus taught the absolute necessity of believing that we will receive what we are praying for. The emphasis is mine in the Scriptures below:

“And all things, whatsoever you shall ask in prayer, believing, you shall receive.” Matthew 21:22

“All things are possible to him that believes.” Mark 9:13

“Verily, I say unto you, if ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.” Matthew 17:20

How I began to hear Jesus

During my student days in London in the mid-1960s, when I had known Jesus for barely five years, a friend whom I greatly respected because she was at Bible College and knew so very much more than I did, told me that it was possible to hear Jesus speaking in our prayer times. I hadn’t heard about that before and decided to give it a go. In my next quiet time I said “Jesus, *Jean has told me says it’s possible for me to hear You speaking. I would really like to hear You speaking to me, please.” That is all I said — then I simply expected Jesus to start speaking to me. He did so straightaway, and has been speaking to me ever since that day.

[the *name has been changed]

I do not mean that I heard an audible voice! No, certainly not! But what began for me, like for scores of my Christian friends, is that Jesus started to speak clearly to me in my spirit, deep down in my innermost being — the real me. It was something like when you suddenly have a thought such as, “Oh, I must phone Mum today” — an unmistakably clear impression. We do not hear voices! I do hope I’m making that clear!

We must listen if we want to hear Jesus

A thrilling, much deeper, walk with Jesus now began for me. He spoke loving words of encouragement day after day and made the Bible come alive. He also spoke much-needed words of correction from time to time. One day Jesus said, “Every single thing I do in your life is for your highest good” Everything that Jesus says or does is always done in love, because He IS love. In my journals, I have been keeping a record of all these precious words of Jesus so that I may be able to turn to them again and again.

For the Bible record that Jesus does indeed speak to to those who belong to Him, turn to the gospel of John, chapter 10, where Jesus refers to Himself as a Good Shepherd who knows His sheep (verse 14). He goes on to say in John 10:27 “My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.”

The Highlight of My Day

The most precious part of every day is when I take Holy Communion. A lovely time of worship helps me to prepare. One day during my Lord’s Supper Jesus said to me, “We are One, My beloved: I in you, and you in Me; we are inseparably One. How I cherish times of Communion with My beloved children!”

For two or three years I have been taking Holy Communion every day on my own at home. I am disabled and housebound, and haven’t been able to go to church for many years. It is extremely rare for me to have any visitors, apart from my twice-daily care-givers’ visits, and the occasional home visit from a doctor or nurse. Holy Communion is a particularly powerful source of strength to me, drawing me much closer to Jesus and helping me to grow in the Lord. I endeavour to spend as long as I possibly can in worship before my Communion.

Our worship is very important indeed to the Lord. Jesus told the Samaritan woman at the well that our Heavenly Father is always seeking true worshippers: those who will worship Him in spirit and in truth. (John 4:23)

It is an enormous blessing if we can manage to spend prolonged periods of time in worship during the day, pouring out the love of our hearts to the Lord as we listen to anointed music. The international Prayer Warrior team to which I’m privileged to belong does this every day. We make our own playlist of worship songs that speak deeply to us and set it on Shuffle, relying on the Holy Spirit to play the songs of His choice for us. It is awesome to see Him working so meaningfully in this way.

Watch this space because there’s still . . .

Did God Really Do That?!

A few months ago, I was browsing through one of The Leprosy Mission’s reasonably priced catalogues hoping to find a birthday present for my sister. I easily chose something for her that she would love.

In their catalogues, in addition to beautiful craft items and outstanding greeting cards, The Leprosy Mission also suggests ways in which customers may like to help a leprosy-affected person by donating something they desperately need. There are items such as a robust pair of sandals designed to enable feet badly damaged by leprosy to be supported and protected (costing only £10 GBP), or goats they can breed and sell the milk in order to make a living. There is, in fact, a wide range of much-needed gifts to help people who are victims of this cruel disease. 

Leprosy-affected people are outcasts from society and are barely managing to survive. One suggested donation to help them grabbed my attention, but there was no way I could afford it. It was a donkey.

The donkey would provide transport and also enable a leprosy-affected family to farm their tiny plot of land. I was fighting back the tears as I read about how these families suffer. It was a struggle for me, but the Lord won. As I made the phone call to order my sister’s birthday present, I heard myself paying to donate a donkey too!

Then this happened…

Two or three days after I had placed my order, our son, who helps his elderly disabled parents as much as he can, was busy emptying the tumble dryer in the garage for us and bringing items into the house in a laundry basket for me to sort. Suddenly, to our amazement, a couple of crisp new £5 notes fell out of the washing. Wow! Wherever did they come from?!

Another laundry basket came into the house. More £5 notes fell out of the washing – from T-shirts and a fitted sheet – and then more, and still more… until we had £50 in total – all in crisp new fivers!

It was a mystery to us all

No one, apart from our son, had been into the garage to attend to the washing. The awesome thing is that it’s rare for us to have even one fiver in the house. We don’t get fivers at ATM machines, or at Cashback in our large grocery stores. There were no garments with pockets in any of that washing, so nobody could have left money in a pocket – and in any case, as I’ve said, not one of us had a fiver.

Four people witnessed this surreal incident taking place: my husband, our son, our lovely Polish care-giver, and me. We could hardly believe our eyes and thought we were dreaming. Our care-giver, with a twinkle in her eye, asked if she could borrow our tumbler!

How much was my donation to The Leprosy Mission for a donkey to help a struggling leprosy-affected family? It was exactly £50!!!

Another awesome thing…

I love to give, and had asked the Lord to somehow increase my income to enable me to give more to His work. Another astonishing thing is happening to me now. Rather than bank online, I have to use telephone banking because of my Dyscalculia problem. I am astonished sometimes when the adviser reads my balance and recent transactions over the phone; there is often more money in my modest account than there ‘should’ be. We simply cannot out give God! It’s a wonderful place to be – out on a limb with Jesus – looking only unto Him.

By the way, if it’s on my heart to give to the Lord, I always remind myself that it was not the enemy who gave me that idea!

God is faithful

God has promised that He will supply all our needs, and also that He will not fail us. He wants us to ask Him for what we need, and He even explains why we sometimes fail to receive from Him. James gives two reasons for this:

How God views our giving

In the Bible we read that while Jesus was teaching in the Temple, He saw people throwing money into the Temple treasury. “Jesus sat over against the treasury, and beheld how the people cast money into the treasury: and many that were rich cast in much. And there came a certain poor widow, and she threw in two mites, which make a farthing. And He called unto Him His disciples, and saith unto them, Verily I say unto you, That this poor widow hath cast more in, than all they which have cast into the treasury: for all they did cast in of their abundance; but she of her want did cast in all that she had, even all her living.” Mark 12:41-44

I, personally, find the above Scripture very encouraging because it makes clear that God views our giving to His work in terms of what we keep back for ourselves, rather than the actual amount we give.

Jesus also said:

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Note from So Greatly Loved

The Leprosy Mission states that it is “a Christian international development charity, transforming and empowering the lives of people affected by leprosy. As well as providing opportunities for early diagnosis and treatment, we offer gifts of healthcare, rehabilitation, education, vocational training, housing, sanitation and a fresh water supply.
That’s why our Gifts for Life are specifically chosen to meet all a person’s needs. They go beyond medical care to restore dignity, hope and independence to lives affected by this cruel disease.”

What really happened to our washing?

There is no way, naturally speaking, that even a single £5 note could have found its way into our washing… but £50 in fivers?! Well, there is absolutely no way that could have happened – unless by a miracle. The only conclusion I can arrive at, therefore, is that our Heavenly Father blessed me for giving what was beyond my means, in order to assure me that He is faithful… that He is no man’s debtor… and that we can never out give Him. But to me the most precious thought of all, is that whatever we do to help another who is in need, we are doing for Jesus.