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Okay, so there seems to be a general theme that has been popping up throughout my week.

Something that has  become somewhat of a deal breaking issue for me in the kingdom of God - here and now.

Well, to be honest, it has always been something that has made gotten the attention of my spirit when I have noticed it. However, just this last week or so Holy Spirit has has me on "high alert" regarding this particular matter. Everytime I come across this situation my spirit jumps into high gear and I take in to the Lord in prayer.

So, yeah, I bet you are wondering what it is already, huh?

Well, you can find in the scripture. 1 Corinthians chapter 5. Yep. The entire chapter. Paul is addressing immorality in the church.

The scripture  that has been oh so prevalent these last days has been verses 9 - 11.

 ^9"I wrote to you in my letter not to associate with sexually immoral people. ¹⁰ not at all meaning the people of this world who are immoral, or the greedy and swindlers, or idolaters. In that case you would have to leave this world. ¹¹ But now I am writing to you that you must not associate with anyone who claims to be a brother or sister but is sexually immoral or greedy, an idolater or slanderer, a drunkard or swindler. Do not even eat with such people. of God and idols? For we are the temple of the living God." 

The reason being these scriptures have been in the forefront of my heart and mind, these last fews weeks, has more to do with the call that has been placed on our lives to be transformed into the image of Gods own Son Jesus. To be "Holy as He is Holy" - to live a life worthy of the calling which we have received in Christ Jesus - than perhaps what we would normally associate with hearing as a sermon about this scripture. (although the basic teaching and meaning of this scripture is absolutely important. I am not saying at this time dis-associate with believers)

If I may - let me explain.

Well at least do my best to try and convey my thoughts about what I believe the Holy Spirit is most grieved over.

I will start with a picture - They say a picture paints a thousand words.

 ^"Therefore,

“Come out from them and be separate,

says the Lord."

In 2 Corinthians chapter 6

 Paul gives some  (helpful) examples how to live holy lives and be carriers of God's presence....for the end  and purpose of the glory of God and salvation (ultimately)  of others.

14 Do not be yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness? ¹⁵ What harmony is there between Christ and Belial? Or what does a believer have in common with an unbeliever? ¹⁶ What agreement is there between the temple of God and idols? For we are the temple of the living God. As God has said:

“I will live with them

    and walk among them,

and I will be their God,

    and they will be my people.”

¹⁷ Therefore,

“Come out from them

    and be separate,

says the Lord.

Touch no unclean thing,

    and I will receive you.”

¹⁸ And,

“I will be a Father to you,

    and you will be my sons and daughters,

says the Lord Almighty.”

So this is what started this whole thing

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 "So he's a Christian?"

A question that was asked of me by a non believer of a Christian brother.

I guess this is pretty much how this all started.

This was the first one.

Then it was - the excuses.

"Well, "I" have the liberty in Christ to ____" (you fill in the blank).

Okay. So this blog post is not meant to point a finger at any one individual. 

Goodness knows we all have our days. It's just that I can't shake the urgency and being a watchman - I need to share.

So - I will say this.  

When I was asked the question, "So  he's  a Christian?"

My heart sunk.  I felt horrible inside. For several reasons. One, because, yes, this person is very much  a Christian. Two, because I started to think about myself. 

If this brother in the Lord was brought this response was I sure my everyday life wasn't causing others to think the same thought about me? Could non believers actually tell I was a Christian by my lifestyle?

This really affected me.

I have not been able to get away from this subject matter. When we as children of God and especially leaders in the Church have the world watching us and they do not see us as any different than them. 

This is problematic  Plain and simple.There is not much time left. We are truly living in the last days. 

We are not called to live like the world. To do as the world. 

There needs to be a definite - noticeable - difference - between  a believe in Jesus and a non believer. In every area of life.

Jesus loved everyone. He ate and drank and walked and talked with sinners.

Yes.

However - He did not partake IN their sinful acts. 

Instead Jesus shared the words of life with them. Mercy, grace, forgiveness, healing and deliverance.

As a Child of the Living God. As a believer in Yeshua. As a Christ follower.

We are called to do the same. To be ministers of reconciliation.

2 Corinthians 5:18

"All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation."

Do our neighbors KNOW we are such?

When a crisis happens will they runs to US knowing we are a praying people?

OR

Are we living with one foot in the world partying and with them and living life with them  no differently and  then coming to small group and church and putting on our God clothes?

*News Flash*

It is all or nothing with the Lord.

So I guess this is my encouragement to be set in our hearts as a reminder in Jesus to check our hearts to make sure that at all times both feet are walking in the path of the righteousness....and to remind us that  where 'ere we go and what 'ere we do - every moment of every day.

We are Ambassadors for Our Most Holy - Beloved - Lord - Yeshua Ha Mashiach.

And 

The world is watching.

Come! While there is still an open door!

These words above the pictures are taken from Psalms 73 vrs 23-28

Yet I am always with you. 

You hold me by my right hand.

You guide me with your counsel.

And afterwards - you will

Take me into glory!

Whom have I in heaven but you?

And earth had nothing I desire besides you!

My flesh and my heart may fail, 

But God is the strength of my heart

And my portion forever !

But as for me, it is good to be near God.

I have made the Sovereign Lord my refuge.

I will tell of His deeds.

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The Lord, the mighty, glorious, all powerful , just, merciful, forgiving, ever loving. Lord of Lords and Kimg of Kings is SO INCREDIBLY beautiful. Beyond description. Defying any comprehension of human nature. Thee Lord - Thee one and only - our creator - is coming back here real soon! 

Coming to take for himself his rightful place - the royal crown over the people Israel. All who accept the invite to follow Him will be given "adoption" into the blood line and will be called sons (and daughters)  ----- time is running out!!

Come -  while there is still time! 

The Lord loves you!

God loves you!

Come now!!! 

I love you!!!

The four faces of Satan - here and Now

(disclosure: Amycolleen does not agree with the slogan on t-shirt . just using to make a point)

Dr. Carhart (when asked by the possible late term  abortion patient), 

Patient, "So a baby at this age, what am I, 26 weeks?"

Dr. Carhart, "26 weeks."

Patient, "Could not survive, if I was delived?"

Dr. Carhart, "If it came out? Oh ,yeah, probably - it probably - it probably would - probably."

The Dr. goes on in many gruesome ways 

to describe and try to emphatically  convince this patient to kill

 (and kill is exactly appropriate a term to use - just watch the video and you will see)

Her baby.

These four people in this picture  make my heart sink and my stomach turn sour.

Thus the title the
Four Faces of Satan.

There are different levels of evil wrongdoing.

Starting with that which is done in ignorance on it's way up to those that who are not ignorant but indeed are of full knowledge of their wrongdoing and are of a proud and haughty spirit in doing so. Along with a defiance against their creator and teaching others to do the same.

These four (along with other's I am sure) fall into this category.

Please wont you speak out against the wrongful death of the millions (so far) of babies that could not take a stand for themselves?

And 

Take a stand for LIFE

By

Signing the Petition

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 To call on state and federal authorities to delicense, defund, and prosecute abortionists and abortion clinics that endanger women's lives, brutally destroy children, and break the law.

Every signature makes a difference!

We have ALL been given OUR chance at LIFE - LIBERTY and the PURSUIT of Hapiness!

Let's do what we can to allow the same for the innocent children who can do nothing on their own

to insure their own chance at life!

Thank you!!!

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For a Thank You 

Letter from a Baby to her Daddy

It'll touch your heart!

Silent Sacrifice and Motherhood

A post written in 2013


Something children may never really ever comprehend.
 Funny thing to hear I know.

However I am saying this not so much as a mother, but more as a child. Although I can not deny that my many years of experience as a mother has certainly had something to do with my view on this subject.

As I sit here in my chair, the day before Mother's Day, my mind is flooded with memories (in no apparent order) of years gone by.  WAY by... long time ago. I am talking about when "I" was a child. Before "I" became the Mother" .

What triggered it all.

Normally Mother's Day is something I notably gear up for. Emotionally. Mentally.
It's no secret these last few years (10 or so) have been very difficult for me in this arena. So I make it a point to not go to church on Mother's Day and stay home with my daughter's and let them love on me and vise/versa.  (*Don't judge* - I mean seriously...think about it. IF you have your Mum still here and a great relationship with her OR your kids here and they love you - THEN I suppose it's not so bad being around a bunch of people who go outta their way to celebrate that fact for two hours and then wish you a "Happy Mother's Day and Have a Great Time with your family tonight!" However, if you are one of the many who don't fit that category, then yeah. It may very well be more painful to be around during those times.)

So, back to my post before my rant. :)

This year was different. I didn't plan it that way. It just happened.
Why was it different?    How was it different?

Well for starters. I completely forgot it was Mother's Day. Not just once - but - over and over and over again. I would hear about it coming up from someone. Then forget it. Then again some where I would be reminded of it. Then completely forget it. Then again - up until this morning.

This morning - I woke up thinking about the world - the body of Christ and my place in all of it.
I looked on my wall next to my bed and saw a collage of pictures that hung there. I just stared at it.
They are pictures of me and all five of my children.

Then I proceeded to the living room to start my day.



It's Saturday. I don't work on Saturday. So I have time to read the Word and I had time to check out facebook. I was once again reminded about Mother's Day as I scrolled through my Timeline and saw the status updates and profile pictures of peoples Mother's who had sinced passed away. All the accolades being poured out on behalf of Mom's and Mother's Day.
Instead of a gripping tightness in my chest and tears running down my cheeks (my normal reaction) this year I just scrolled over these updates without any notable affects to my emotion or negative effects to my soul. Instead I began to have a sudden download of memories, childhood memories of my Mum.

The memories were not in chronological order. They just kinda popped in my mind in no apparent order at all. Then I remember a few very deep conversations I had with my Mum before the Lord called her home suddenly - They were not long talks - just meaty talks. She talked about the sacrifices she had made. What she gave up for us. She told me all she ever want in life was to be a Mom.
This may not sound like much to you reader - BUT - that was the one thing I felt like I didn't have. The one thing I felt I wasn't getting from her, my Mum. -------- "All I ever wanted in life was to be a Mom." The one thing my Mom wanted more than anything, she couldn't do well enough for me.....my standards were too high.  My Mom did everything she could do. Her circumstances rendered it impossible for her to do anymore than what she did do.  - and - that which she did do wasn't sufficient enough for me.

That was the first time I ever saw my Mother cry.

I didn't understand the depth of her love for me then. I can honestly say that those words, "I have sacrificed and given up......all I ever wanted in life was to be a Mom." I didn't know what they meant, then. I was moved by seeing my Mother cry. Yes. But the words as passionate and transparently honest as they were, I forgot as soon as I stepped out of her presence.
The magnitude of the words and the truth of the deep love that moved the words to reality in my Mother's life. THAT, I have just now realized myself....in my Mother's total physical absence.
I see the sacrifices my Mother made.
I know the sacrifices my Mother made.
I know the deep love my Mother showed lived towards me.
I now understand the love and selfless sacrifice of a Mother is not something that can ever be explained with words.

How? How, do I see, know and understand?
And why now after all these years?

It is very sad that it took this long - very sad. Heartbreaking even 
The answer is simple - I am living it in my own life.

I don't know if it is a reaping what you sow or just a learning as you live. Either way - it is a double portion of heartbreak. Triple even if those who are missing out on the love I have for them can not see it.

I love the story in the Bible about King Solomon and his judgment about the two mothers and one baby.
This shows the true love and sacrifice of a mother. There is sacrifice and then there is the sacrifice that no one will ever understand and no one but G-d himself may ever know about.

Yes, I think perhaps this Mother's Day is quite different for a multitude of reasons - Growth, Healing, Freedom and New Life. Thank you Lord!

Solomon’s Wise Judgment

¹⁶ Now two women who were harlots came to the king, and stood before him. ¹⁷ And one woman said, “O my lord, this woman and I dwell in the same house; and I gave birth while she was in the house. ¹⁸ Then it happened, the third day after I had given birth, that this woman also gave birth. And we were together; no one was with us in the house, except the two of us in the house. ¹⁹ And this woman’s son died in the night, because she lay on him. ²⁰ So she arose in the middle of the night and took my son from my side, while your maidservant slept, and laid him in her bosom, and laid her dead child in my bosom. ²¹ And when I rose in the morning to nurse my son, there he was, dead. But when I had examined him in the morning, indeed, he was not my son whom I had borne.”

²² Then the other woman said, “No! But the living one is my son, and the dead one is your son.”

And the first woman said, “No! But the dead one is your son, and the living one is my son.”

Thus they spoke before the king.

²³ And the king said, “The one says, ‘This is my son, who lives, and your son is the dead one’; and the other says, ‘No! But your son is the dead one, and my son is the living one.’” ²⁴ Then the king said, “Bring me a sword.” So they brought a sword before the king. ²⁵ And the king said, “Divide the living child in two, and give half to one, and half to the other.”

²⁶ Then the woman whose son was living spoke to the king, for she yearned with compassion for her son; and she said, “O my lord, give her the living child, and by no means kill him!”

But the other said, “Let him be neither mine nor yours, but divide him.”

²⁷ So the king answered and said, “Give the first woman the living child, and by no means kill him; she is his mother.”

²⁸ And all Israel heard of the judgment which the king had rendered; and they feared the king, for they saw that the wisdom of God was in him to administer justice.

Mother's Day Once Again

"Will YOU be my mom?"

Wow, what a different turn of events. A strange turn one might even say. As any of my regular readers will understand I have had some struggles throughout my "motherhood" years. Allot of heart-pain. Many sacrifices. Most of which have gone completely unnoticed, by everyone except G-d - which is perfectly acceptable. Although I have to be honest here. (don't have to be, but will be) I haven't always felt this way.  It is a feeling or an acceptance and a deep understanding that has come with years,experience and a deep, deep love for my children.
 I have learned, come to the divine understanding, that it is not necessarily the place of a child, young or grown, to "understand" or in some cases even "be aware in detail" about the sacrifices that have been made on their behalf through the life of their parents.

Oh, reader please do not misunderstand. There are many cases that our children do need to understand the sacrifice, the toil, the labors of love that we have sown into their lives. What I am saying here, or trying to say is - that there is a definite line that need not be crossed.
There will always be those things we do out of our love for our children - just because we love them and they are our children. 
I believe the key to perfectly loving our children at that point is - just forget about it. Just forget that we did all that. I truly believe when we make a point to remind our children, even if it is ever so gently, about all our sacrifices and all that we have done for them, it takes away so much from the selflessness. It takes away from the love, it takes away from the very foundation we have sacrificed and worked so hard be able to have ready to facilitate the growth of a strong parent child relationship.
This is not good.

Well, back to my blog. All that to say ---- while I wait so patiently, well maybe not so patiently (though I am getting better. MUCH better.) Learning more and more how to "let go" and live without 3 of the most precious gifts I have ever received from G-d himself  - I have started to see how the Lord has been true to one of his many promises. Which brings us to the title of this here blog. "Will YOU be my mom?"
I have been asked since the beginning of this year, by three different people, all ages of my adult children  "Amy, will You be MY Mom?"
Though no one could or will ever replace my sons until they return home - I am realizing there are a great many young men and women out there that do not have and would very much like to have a caring parent. I am just that. So why not spread the love? There is so much room in my heart a few more kids would be like drop in the bucket!

One thing I truly miss from my household growing up - is all the noise in the house.
There were so many of us in the immediate family. Then we always had an open door for friends of the family and  relatives.
I absolutely LOVE the idea of being a "Mom" again! lol
Bring it on!

Oh and being that it is going to Mother's Day this next Sunday May 12, 2013
I must by all means post my annual Mother's Day Poem in Honor of MY Mom (click link below)

In Loving Memory of My Mum - November 1992

A special poem just for Mothers

Making Time

By: Amy Colleen

Copyright March 2002 all rights reserved

Mother Dearest - To Mom with Love, Lauren Danielle

First thing in the morning; children running here and there,

The husband, needing your attention; a neighbor calls needing some care.

“It’s only seven in the morning,” with a sigh, you say out loud.

But your plea of exasperation is, drown-out by the noise of the crowd.

Before too long, it’s half past eight; you’ve just said your good-bye prayers.

The kids have all left for school. Your neighbor now knows you care.

With a sigh, you head for the kitchen. Put the water on for some tea.

Take a deep breath and think to yourself, “I could really use some time for me.”

With a tea cup in one hand, a good book in the other to read.

You find your favorite chair to sit down; and sure enough, someone calls with a need.

Before you know it, it’s three o’clock. The kids are home for the day.

Time for home-work, dinner; who knows what else. “No time for Mommy,” again you say.

So with a sigh, you resolve yourself; smiling, you open your arms wide.

Greet your children with a hug and kiss; and usher them all inside.

It’s now late in the evening; children running here and there.

The husband, needing your attention; a neighbor calls needing some care.

“It’s nine o’clock in the evening,” with a sigh, you say out loud.

But your plea of exasperation, is, drown-out by the noise of the crowd.

Before too long, it’s half past ten; you’ve just said your good-night prayers.

The kids have all gone to bed; your neighbor now knows you care.

With a sigh, you head for the kitchen; put the water on for some tea.

Take a deep breath and think to yourself, “I could really use some time for me.”

With a tea cup in one hand, a good book in the other to read;

You find your favorite chair to sit down; and much to your surprise you see ~

Someone already sitting there, having waited all day, patiently;

He greets you with these simple few words, “I thought you could use some time with me.”

“Oh LORD; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up.”

Psalm 5:3

G-d's Perfect Will

Why do we spend so much energy fighting G-d's perfect will for our lives?

Why is it that we spend so much time, so much of our imagination trying to think of better ways to get things done or better yet -  more creative ways to get around that mountain we just know the Lord has his hand in bringing into our lives?

Why are we so dead set on thinking that G-d, our creator, (who created us for companionship and relationship with him for all eternity)  - Why are we so set on thinking he would lead us down a wrong path?

Hmmmm
Let's think about this a sec. ------this is G-d ---- our creator ------again - The one who created us because He wanted us. He wanted our company. Even when we blew it. ----- When we (mankind) blew it and betrayed him. (G-d, our creator) Resulting in the loss of our eternal access to G-d and severe damage to our precious, personal relationship with our creator. Still, even then, instead of wiping out the human race, which was perfectly within his right as G-d our creator to do so, G-d chose to love us deeply.
He made a way for us to come back to Him (be reconciled for all eternity; costing us nothing, but Him everything) through the sacrifice of His Son Yeshua/Jesus.

Still, for some reason mankind, Jew and Gentile alike, we have gone to great lengths to try avoid, in varying degrees, G-d's most excellent and perfect will for our lives.

I just can't figure can't figure it out.  

Oh, well....I don't suppose I ever will.


Dear Lord, I just wanna say,

Thank you for loving me.  

Thank you for never giving up on me. 

Thank you for always being here    and guiding me every step of the way 

I love you  

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Thank you for always believing in me!