Miracles Still Happen

I haven’t been writing much lately and I miss it. My time however has been consumed with the arrival of our son, Nicolas. He was born February 24th, healthy and whole.

I wasn’t supposed to be able to have kids. I was told in my early 20’s that it would be a miracle if I ever became pregnant. Well, at age 39, our miracle is currently snoozing in my arms.

I may have shared this before but eight years or so ago I had a dream that I walked into my doctor’s office wearing a green hospital gown and for the life of me, didn’t understand why I was wearing a hospital gown. The next thing I knew I was in one of the exam rooms and I was in labor.

Even in the dream I was confused as to how it was happening. Then, the doctor handed me a little blonde-haired, green-eyed, healthy baby boy. As I looked down at him I heard a voice behind me say, “His name is Nicolas and I sent him.”

I woke up from that dream not knowing what to make of it. I thought maybe my husband and I would adopt one day and that’s what it was about. I held onto that dream in my heart all these years waiting to see exactly what God had in store and this past July when we realized I was pregnant, I knew exactly who I was carrying in my womb. Nicolas.

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He looks just as I remember him. He has blonde hair, and now we’re waiting for his eyes to turn green.

On my 38th birthday I made a promise to myself to be in my best health by the time I was 40. I’ve always tried to live a healthy lifestyle but had some health issues hindering my efforts. Through prayer I found and switched my way of eating to a Ketogenic lifestyle. When I did, all of those health issues dissappeared. Within two weeks my bloodwork was normal again and I felt like a new person. We’ve never looked back and keep moving forward.

I had read that Keto helped many women with infertility issues but it never crossed my mind that it would be the same for me. I had it stuck in my head that I would never have kids and had accepted that a long time ago. However, my daily prayers over my health of being healed and whole…well, I was healed of everything and made completely whole. When God does something, He does it right.

He’s only 13 days old but I don’t know if I will ever not feel overwhelmed holding him…not just holding him but knowing I am holding a promise from God. I get to hold a promise that God showed me over eight years ago after believing for almost 20 years that it was impossible.

If God can do this, He can do anything. There are things I’m believing Him for right now that seem truly impossible but I’m reminded with each feeding, each diaper change, each cry, each smile, each coo, each look, that with God all things are possible.

Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.
Jeremiah 1:5 KJV

But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible.
Matthew 19:26 KJV

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MAGIC EYES

Remember those magic eye posters that were popular in the 90’s? I was thinking about these last night during our mid-week service.

Wednesday nights our pastor has been teaching on Divine Approval. The main topic has been on righteousness. Many people do not have the revelation that they are righteous in Christ because of it being a free gift from God and not being based on their past/current actions. In other words, many think they are not righteous because they have done things out of line with the Word or will of God. They have sinned. Righteousness is not based on your sins.

Last night the statement was made along the lines of, “there is a difference between righteousness and holiness.”

Righteousness is a free gift from God and it doesn’t matter what you have done. Holiness is produced from righteousness. Holiness is the action of living according to the Word. Sin is missing the mark. Forgiveness is given when asked when you recognize you have missed the mark.

I had a revelation in this concept last night as our pastor was teaching on this. Revelation in the Word is a funny thing, like magic eye pictures. You know it’s there but you can’t see it until you look for it. You may even know what it is you are supposed to see but until you focus your eyes in a specific way, you won’t see it.

It’s interesting the instructions for magic eye say the following –

“Hold the center of the printed image right up to your nose. It should be blurry. Focus as though you are looking through the image into the distance. Very slowly move the image away from your face until the two squares above the image turn into three squares. If you see four squares, move the image farther away from your face until you see three squares. If you see one or two squares, start over! When you clearly see three squares, hold the page still, and the hidden image will magically appear. Once you perceive the hidden image and depth, you can look around the entire 3D image. The longer you look, the clearer the illusion becomes. The farther away you hold the page, the deeper it becomes.”

This is the same as reading the Word. We can hold our Bible, we can put it right up to our nose even. We can quote scripture like there is no tomorrow but until we see BEYOND the end of our nose, we will only see a jumbled picture.

I like how the instructions say, “The longer you work at it, the clearer it becomes.”

Just my thoughts for the day.

 

Romans 1:15-17 (KJV)

So, as much as in me is, I am ready to preach the gospel to you that are at Rome also. For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek. For therein is the righteousness of God revealed from faith to faith: as it is written, The just shall live by faith.

Romans 5:17(KJV)

For if by one man’s offence death reigned by one; much more they which receive abundance of grace and of the gift of righteousness shall reign in life by one, Jesus Christ.)

 

TIME-WARPED

TIME-WARPED

If you read my post from yesterday you will know I am attempting to start my mornings in true Wigglesworth fashion. This morning, I slept right through my alarm to the point when I actually heard it, I thought it was the first time it was going off. It was the third.

 

I didn’t beat myself up over sleeping past my alarm. I just sighed and thought, “Well, I’ll try again tomorrow.” I got up and made the bed in the dark because I wasn’t ready for artificial light just yet. I thought to myself that I would just go ahead and take over making breakfast in the kitchen where my husband was on time as usual but then I stopped and said, “NO. I may have slept late but I can still praise God at 6:30 a.m. like I planned to at 6 a.m.!”

 

I stood in the space between the end of the bed and our closet doors, closed my eyes, looked up and said, “Thank you God for another day,” as I raised my hands in worship to him. I didn’t bounce this morning or dance but I waved my arms enough to create a breeze around myself. I reached for Him. I gave thanks to Him. I smiled. I normally don’t smile until 11 a.m. on a typical day – after I’ve had my coffee and I’ve been awake a few hours. This morning I was smiling before 7 a.m. Who am I?

 

I noticed before I even walked out of the bedroom that I felt different. I noticed that I could feel my blood moving through my body instead of sludging its way around my arteries. Literally, a minute – 60 seconds – of praising God first thing in the morning had me feeling different.

 

Even the dog, who is 17 years old and gives the big `ole Disney eyes to be picked up and put back in the bed after she’s dragged out of it for her morning walk, was trotting down the hallway. She was ready to play! Who is this dog?

 

The atmosphere around me was different and was affecting things around me. That made me smile even more.

 

I finished cooking our breakfast and we sat down to eat. My husband and I pray together every morning before we eat so I took his hand and started with my typical everyday prayer.

 

“Lord, thank you for our hou—“

 

I stopped. My husband and I both looked up at each other and he looked just as shocked as I did. Staring at each other I said, “I don’t know where that came from but I’ll go with it! Lord, thank you for our house!”

 

Then we both put our heads down and I finished with the blessing over our food.

 

I was laughing when we looked up again. I really had no intention of praying that first line but it came out of my mouth. My husband jokingly said, “It’s like praying with Elmer Fudd this morning.”

 

A couple of weeks ago I started reading and listening to Terri Savelle Foy’s book/CD set “Imagine Big” and using the Dreams and Goal journal that came with it to start writing down the desires we have had in our hearts. A good friend gave me this Book/CD kit and it has lit a fire under me like I’ve never had before. These are things I knew but wasn’t applying and this kit is exactly what I needed to jump-start our goals.

 

It also encouraged me to start a private Pinterest board of our dreams. One of the pins I have on there is a picture of the house that my husband and I both desire. It’s a beautiful house. It makes me smile every time I look at the picture. There is ministry purpose behind this home as well which is for another blog post sometime in the future. When I prayed this morning and those words came out of my mouth, that house was in my mind. I already know it’s ours. We have no idea where it’s at. There are pine trees in the picture, which makes me happy. It’s on a lake, which makes me smile. It’s going to be an amazing sanctuary for us one day.

 

We’ve been asking God a lot of questions lately about our future. We haven’t been getting much back as far as answers go but we have been instructed by the Holy Spirit to do what we know to do and just keep giving thanks. Each day we get up and do what we know to do. This morning, I waved at God for a minute. He confirmed with my own words that He’s preparing that house for us.

 

What are you believing God for? Healing? Ministry help? Finances? Whatever it is, write it down. Find scripture to back it up. Thank God for it and walk in it like you already have it. He is the Provider. Our Pastor’s wife said the other day at mid-week service, “They didn’t shout after the walls of Jericho fell, they shouted before!”

 

Shout your walls down!

 

Joshua 6:16 (KJV)

And it came to pass at the seventh time, when the priests blew with the trumpets, Joshua said unto the people, Shout; for the Lord hath given you the city.

 

Joshua 6:20 (KJV)

So the people shouted when the priests blew with the trumpets: and it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet, and the people shouted with a great shout, that the wall fell down flat, so that the people went up into the city, every man straight before him, and they took the city.

 

 

 

STUDY TIME

STUDY TIME

Last year is when I decided I was going to get serious about becoming a published author. I’ve always been a writer and my dream has been to be a published author. I began by piecing together my manuscript of the first book God put on my heart to release. I participated in NanoWrimo for simple self-motivation to fill in the blanks of my book. It worked. I now have a two hundred and something page manuscript sitting on my bookshelf, next to my bed, staring at me every morning screaming “edit me!”

 

While all of this was taking place, I was rummaging through Amazon one day, looking for a Bible study workbook. I am one of those weird people who actually like school and learning. I already had my Bachelor of Science and then went on to get my Associates in Theology and I was missing that school-like atmosphere. I like interactive things. I like being able to have an outline to follow and something to write in, for obvious reasons. I searched and I searched. I couldn’t find one that I liked that had what I wanted and so I simply said, “God, help me find a study guide” and I heard, “Create one.”

 

“Whhhhaatt??? You’re crazy! Yeah right! Ha!”

 

And I heard it again, “Create one that you would use.”

 

Wow. Okay. “Then what?”

 

“Publish it.”

 

I sat there dumbfounded. I also sat there with an image in my head of exactly what I was looking for. So, I put pencil to paper and started creating. It came together so fast that by the time I was done, I was still dumbfounded.

 

I looked at it, and up to God and pointed to it and said, “Now, I publish it?”

 

“Yes, you publish it.”

 

So in 3 days of nonstop (seriously, very little sleep) investigation, research and attempts, I figured out how to self-publish, designed my book cover and formatted the first workbook. I was sitting there at my laptop getting ready to hit the big red button that would put my name out there and I heard His words, “you are about to be a published author.”

 

I froze. It was reality sinking in. It was a life-long dream coming to pass and for me, it was breathtaking. God makes things so easy. If we listen and follow, He makes it so simple. Huge, daunting tasks are no longer huge and daunting. He helped me get over a fear of actually publishing something. I hit the button and there I was, dressed in my flannel pajama pants, flip-flops and Star Wars shirt with my unwashed hair thrown into a messy pony-tail and pushing my glasses up my nose because my allergies were preventing me from wearing my contacts. Rock-star.

 

As a child, I used to dream about sending a manuscript off to a publisher and them actually picking me. As a young teenager watching Little Women, I used to come up with male oriented pen names thinking I would have a better chance at being picked by a publisher. Little did I know, the greatest publisher of all time would pick me to create a Bible study workbook. I currently have two available for purchase and am working on the third which I plan to have available in a week or two. It’s in the final process.

 

I am working on a 365 day devotional which I hope to have out fall of this year and then there is my first book. It’s been a long time coming. I’m not sure just yet how I am going to go about publishing that one. It seriously has been something I have worked on for 25 years or more. I’ve often wondered if it is going to be something I finish, edit and never publish just because of the love I have put into it. Can I send it out into the world? I hope so.

 

In the meantime, I wanted to share with you the workbooks. They are simple. So simple. I wanted a workbook that made me examine the Word and not the denomination of the person writing it or the religious quirks of the establishment submitting it. I wanted to break barriers between the world and the Word. Why was this my goal? It was a goal because the majority of people I have talked to, church goers or not, believe animals went two by two onto the ark. I don’t point this out to insult anyone. I too at one point believed there were two of every kind that trotted happily onto that great big boat. Then, in my twenties, I read the story, in the Word, in the Bible, and I was blown away by the revelation I had in that common kid’s story. If we are skewed on such a popular Bible story, how much more are we missing out on God’s goodness?

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Sample page from Hebrews: Who is Christ?  Each workbook is a six-week study and each day is designed the same as shown here.

I created these workbooks with this in mind. To get to the nitty-gritty of the Word. To examine it for yourself. They are designed so that an atheist and a seasoned Christian could sit down, side-by-side, work their way through the study and learn something new. They are designed to NOT be overwhelming. We all have busy schedules but spending five minutes a day in the Word can make a World of difference.

 

They are not fancy. They are not eye-candy. They are workbooks. They are a guide. They are a game-plan to get your study time in. Plain and simple. This is a life-long project. I don’t know how many there will be total. I told God in the beginning, give me the vision of one at a time so I complete it. Once it is completed, give me the vision of the next one. He has done just that. The first workbook is titled Hebrews: Who is Christ? and is available through Amazon. The second one is titled 1&2 Timothy: The Heart of a Servant and is also available through Amazon.  You can visit my author page at www.mistymoonauthor.com through Amazon where all of my works are listed.

 

The third workbook is Ephesians: Growing in Christ and as I already mentioned, I hope to have it out within the next couple of weeks.

 

Jeremiah 30:2 (KJV)

Thus speaketh the Lord God of Israel, saying, Write thee all the words that I have spoken unto thee in a book.

 

 

IMPOSSIBILITIES

IMPOSSIBILITIES

I love Sundays. I love church. I never thought I would say those words for so many years when I was younger. Yesterday’s message was about 2017 being our church’s year of beauty. A year of impossibilities being possible. Our pastor used the example of Mary and how the angel of the Lord asked her to do the impossible. Impossible at least to what humans conceive to be possible. Conceive a child without the help of a man. Pretty impossible.

 

As I was sitting in service I had my own little revelation in this Biblical event that was an offshoot of what our pastor was preaching.

 

I heard the Holy Spirit say, “Things are only impossible until someone says yes.”

 

Sounds profound, right?

 

All of God’s promises are yes and Amen (2 Corinthians 1:20).

 

So who makes things impossible?

 

We do. I do. You do.

 

Wow.

 

When God speaks through the Holy Spirit, He uses examples we can relate to. Those that have an ear, let them hear.

 

My husband and I have known for quite a few years we were called to evangelism. God has been training us, teaching us, leading us and directing us in the way we should go. Most recently it was revealed to us through prayer and seeking Him, how our evangelistic outreach is to be set up. I won’t go in to all of that right now because it is in the process of being developed and it just isn’t time, yet.  I can share with you the “mission”, if you will, that He put on our hearts: Reach the unreachable.

 

Reach the unreachable.

 

The name of our website is www.unreachables.org which is being built so bookmark it for later use. There is a “coming soon” page up right now until we have it complete and ready for launch.

 

When we heard God tell us, “reach the unreachable”, we said YES without hesitation.

 

It wasn’t until this Sunday the following hit me like a piano on the head from a 10 story building: God asked us to do the impossible.

 

Unreachable according to Merriam-Webster Dictionary (https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/unreachable)  means:

 

      :  incapable of being reached : such as

      a :  impossible to get to or get at • a location unreachable by car

      b :  impossible to contact or communicate with • was unreachable by phone • emotionally                         unreachable teenagers

      c :  impossible to achieve :  not attainable • an unreachable dream/goal

 

 

God asked us to reach the unreachable. He asked us to do the impossible. We said yes.

 

It is no longer impossible.

 

He has our attention. He has our cooperation. When God asked Mary to carry Jesus in her womb, he was asking her to do the impossible. It became possible when she said yes.

 

Reaching the unreachable became possible when my husband and I said yes. The victory is already there because it is now POSSIBLE. The unreachable will be reached.

 

A ministry is like carrying a child. You take care of it while it is growing. You protect it. You birth it. You continue to protect it. You raise it up in the way it should go. Mary was asked to carry Jesus and she did just that. A King was born. A ministry was born.

 

What has God asked of you?

 

Matthew 19:26 (KJV) But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible.

PLAY ME A TUNE…

PLAY ME A TUNE…

I’m selling my violin.

 

When I say that, people automatically think, “Oh! You play violin?”

 

No. Not really.

 

As a small child I loved watching people play the violin. I’ve always loved music in general. Music, arts, literature, you name it. The violin and piano in particular. If you read yesterday’s blog post, you’ll see why I have a fascination with the piano.

 

Why do I love violin and the people who play it? Watch the next person closely who has a violin in their hands. They are in their own world. The rest of us don’t exist. They are free.

 

I love the sound of a violin. Even in an uplifting tune you can hear the sadness behind it. It reminds me of life. It’s real. It’s raw. It’s truth. If you listen hard enough you will realize the sound a violin string makes is so ugly that it’s beautiful. That’s life.

 

So why do I have a violin if I don’t play it? I wanted to learn to play the violin as a kid. My mom had me take piano lessons which I enjoyed and we could only afford because I used the church piano to practice on, we didn’t have one of our own. We had an electronic keyboard which my piano teacher told me hindered my abilities. I scoffed at her. Don’t tell me my whack electronic bossa nova dance music is hindering my classical music playing abilities!

 

I only took one year of lessons. I had advanced so quickly through the weekly lessons she gave me a third year piece to play for the spring recital. She even said it would be a challenge. I learned it. I could play it. I could play it well. Recital time came and I froze.

 

I butchered that piece like no other. I might as well have been playing Three Blind Mice on the recorder and dancing through the crowd.

 

My piano teacher’s pursed lips signaled to me that she was not a happy camper.

 

At the end of the recital she thanked everyone for being there and said, “I would like to recognize the students that did exceptionally well. As I call your name, please stand up.” She called every other student’s name but mine and then stared at me as everyone clapped for them. I stared right back. You could hear the tumbleweeds rustle at our feet.

 

That is why I only took one year of piano lessons. I refused to go back and she was the only piano teacher in town. It was a small town.

 

I still tinker at the piano when I’m around one. I still love the sound of it.

 

It wasn’t until I was 28 when I had a revelation that if I wanted to, I could buy a violin and play it. So I did.

 

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I bought a violin, a case, some rosin, a tuner and a little song book. I took that violin home and made horrible, horrible music with it. I kept making horrible music with it until it started to sound a little better. Eventually I taught myself Three Blind Mice just for kicks. I learned to play the ABC song. Then the tune of Happy Birthday. That’s when you know you have arrived with any musical instrument.

 

So I bought a violin, taught myself to play and I played. Goal achieved. Now I’m selling it.

 

I was thinking about it this morning and some would say I didn’t achieve anything. I achieved what I wanted to. I played the violin. My goal wasn’t to learn and go on to become a world-renowned violinist. I simply wanted to know what it was like to hold a violin and play some music…and I did.

 

I had a dream. I realized one day I could make that dream real. I made the dream real. I have other dreams. I’m making those dreams real. Don’t give up on your dreams. Don’t think you are too old, too young or that you have to take it to the extreme ends of the earth to be successful in your dreams. Accomplish your goals. Start with small ones if you need to so you boost your confidence, just don’t stop.

 

Psalm 37:4

Delight thyself also in the LORD: and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.

 

 

*A long time from now, when we are both in heaven, I’ll be the one skipping through the crowds playing Three Blind Mice on the recorder.

 

Tasting Your Own Foot 03.09.17

Tasting Your Own Foot 03.09.17

Many times I’ve seen or heard the question posed, “What is your favorite scripture?” and if there are at least five people answering, one of them always responds with Jeremiah 29:11. I’ll be honest, my immediate thought when I hear this has been can’t they be more original?  I don’t mean that in a facetious way, there are just so many excellent verses in the Bible to choose from and so many gravitate towards this particular one.

 

Well, my foot has been tasting good this week. My go to verse for the last seven years has been Jeremiah 33:3 (KJV) – Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.

 

When I call on God, I expect an answer because of this verse. I hold Him to His Word. Great and mighty doesn’t necessarily mean “good”. According to Merriam Webster the word great means notably large in size, elaborate, ample, large in number, predominant, remarkable in magnitude, degree or effectiveness, eminent, distinguished, long continued. Mighty means possessing might, accomplished or characterized by might, great or imposing in size or extent.

 

These are not simple, nonchalant words. This verse means God will guide and direct and reveal things to me that are beyond my current understanding. If you read my post from yesterday, you will see my husband and I have been going through a time of God being silent. I think this is the reason that I had a breaking moment in His silence because I expect Him to be true to His Word in Jeremiah 33:3.

 

Well, He was.

 

Last night before church I had to run by a craft store and pick up some supplies. Walking through, on a shelf, I saw a rustic looking sign that said, “I know the plans I have for you – God”. I knew exactly which verse this was but it made me smile. I even thought about buying it. In all honesty, I’ll probably go back for it. We paid for the supplies and were on our way to church.

 

Last night’s service was powerful. The move of the Holy Spirit was sweet and chain breaking. I’ve been building my faith back up and casting down the thoughts of the enemy since my breaking moment and last night only helped my refueling process. I heard Jeremiah 29:11 in my head as reassurance from God himself: I know the plans I have for you and they aren’t for destruction. They are to prosper you. Be patient. Trust me. Continue to walk in my ways.

 

It has been in His silence that I have had to stand on the Word in Jeremiah 29:11. I have had to remind myself daily of this verse. He was showing me why this verse is so important and means so much to so many people. I now have Jeremiah 33:3 and Jeremiah 29:11 in my daily thoughts. I will never disregard the importance of this verse in people’s lives again. It’s a Word not just for me but for all of us.

 

I don’t know what you are believing God for right now but use these verses. Ask Him and He has to answer, His Word says He has to. Trust that His answer, even if it is silence, is for your good and His glory.

 

 

Jeremiah 29:11 (KJV)

For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.