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.