Reflections

 

Our world is unceasingly noisy. In fact, it is so noisy most of us have learned how to “tune it out” or increase our own volume. As a test, go to ANY place where there are a handful of people; if you are brave enough, go to a crowded grocery store or retail store. Close your eyes and still your spirit. After a few seconds, the consistent noise will become singular in nature. You will hear phone conversations, private arguments, people talking or muttering to themselves, nonstop music or television and the overwhelming “chatter” that will eventually seem nonsensical.

This is what Abba wants you to know. Remember, during the Christmas Season I’m teaching in snippets, trying to get you to think and understand what the Lord is preparing for us in the year to come.

Proverbs 27:19 and Psalm 119:10.

Proverbs: “As in water face reflects face, so the heart of man reflects man.”

Psalms: “With all my heart I have sought Thee; do not let me wander from Thy commandments.”

Unfailing noise will inevitably lead to chaos. Satan LOVES chaos. Our world is chaotic to say the least. So….

Take a totally quiet moment and look at your face in a pool of water. Be creative if you have to. Fill up a sink, find a pool or lake or pond, or just lean over your bathtub before you get in it. What do you see? Look hard! Does your reflection show weariness, sadness, joy, anger, happiness, surprise, anxiousness or excitement? Can you see deeply enough through your outer appearance to recognize your inner self? Calm down and settle down; take a deep breath and realize you are gazing at yourself. Once you have gazed deeply, go deeper still. God is telling you that what YOU see in your reflection also reflects what is in your heart.

Here’s the kicker. Only you and the Holy Spirit will know the truth that is your reflection.

Once you have accepted the truth in regard to what you see, will you choose to seek our Lord with all your heart, desiring to be more like our Savior to the best of your ability (Psalms), or will you sigh, give in to the chaos and stress of the Holidays and accept that life has become just too much?

“Enlarge my heart, O Lord. Teach me, give me understanding and increase my faith. Let my reflection reflect my heart and let the desires of my heart be Yours. Others see me and assume that my heart reflects the appearance of my face. Let me see my reflection without blinders; let me run to You and hold steadfast to Your Word.”

 

Be mindful, be diligent, do not grow weary and do not give in. Let this Christmas Season begin with the enlarging of your heart. Then, your reflection will be one that makes Jesus smile.

 

 

 

Morsels and Snippets

 

It is so odd when the Holy Spirit gives me a large, deep teaching but then will not allow me to share it. Finally, this morning, my prayers and the ears of my heart broke through and I understood why.

“For those who have ears to hear ….”

“Yes, Sir,” I replied, still confused and feeling a tad off-kilter.

So, in line with my personality, I said, “Explain to me, speak to me precisely so I understand exactly what it is that …”

The Holy One hushed me. Literally.

If you are from, or know anyone who is from the South, when your Mamma or Daddy “hushes” you, you instantly know to be still and silent, or else.

This was my “or else” moment with God.

After many days, I have to confess my own silence, and the command to be still and listen, has been deafening.

Yesterday, “it” broke me. This morning, I understood.

This is hard and personal. If you have ever been truly broken by the awesomeness of the Holy Spirit and what He is purposing you for, then you will understand. If you haven’t, it may be hard for you to understand.

This is the only way I know how to explain it:

Imagine yourself very slowly blowing deep puffs of air into a thick-skinned balloon. Your goal is to fill the balloon up so there is only room for a small knot at the bottom. Day after day, breath after deep breath, you keep trying to fill up the balloon. Instead of a knot, you have to pinch and hold the bottom of the balloon so the air inside will not escape. Inevitably, each time you pinch the bottom a little air leaks out, so the next day you have to redouble your efforts. As time progresses, you start to get excited. The balloon is taking shape. So, you expand your lungs to breathe deeper—an act of discipline and excitement—because the thought of nearing your goal has become all consuming. You want to see that beautiful, big balloon round and hard and floating on the air. You want to tie the knot at the bottom and enjoy the success and victory of your efforts. You want to SEE it completed, so every time you have a deep, spare breath you blow it into the balloon. Finally, you can feel the end coming so you breathe deeper, blow harder and refuse to give up! Just when you are ready to take the filled balloon from your lips and tie the knot …

It explodes in your face.

All your time, energy, effort … BAM! No balloon.

Without realizing it, you drop to your knees; then your face bows forward as you clench your eyes shut and hold the shreds of your balloon in your out-stretched hands.

“Why?  Why me? Lord, you told me to fill the balloon. Now I have nothing!”

Slowly, you begin to realize something is tickling your skin; there is a sensation unlike anything you have felt before. Naturally, you open your eyes. And then you see it, you realize it, and you understand.

With each breath you took, the Holy Spirit breathed. TOGETHER, you filled the balloon.

In the physical, your breath popped the skin of the balloon, yet in the spiritual, it was the last breath of the Holy Spirit that allowed the spiritual to be broken and revealed!

His breath that followed your last breath popped the thick skin of the balloon. Then and only then, did the Glory that was bound up inside the balloon have room to explode!

Like a shower of diamond dust, it rained down on your face, your outstretched hands, and your bent knees. The icy-white, glittering diamonds filled your eyes, your nostrils, your ears and your mouth. Suddenly, you cared NOTHING for the balloon because what was inside after it exploded was too precious to expressive or understand.

So, humbly, you stayed still and received.

This is the breaking—the “greater-than”. And from this experience I will be teaching in snippets and morsels.

Why?

Because it is so big and so deep; so precious and anointed, and most especially because Abba is telling me to do so.

For now, this is the beginning:

Psalm 119:32 says, “I shall run the way of Thy commandments, for Thou wilt enlarge my heart.”

 

The holidays are beginning. Families will come together, or remain apart. People will have full bellies, or will feel the emptiness of hunger. Joy and laughter, anger and resentment will reside jointly. Chaos will rear its ugly head where peace is demanding to be. Jesus will be remembered and glorified, or forgotten and disdained.

Whatever is going on around you, remember you have a choice. Let it start with Psalm 119 verse 32.

“Make my heart larger, please Lord. I will remember Your commandments and run to them when I am harried, tired and at the end of my rope. In my larger than life heart I will love others, forgive hurts and unselfishly consider the wants and needs of my fellow man. I will choose You instead of myself.”

 

This is just the beginning, so take a deep breath.

You are always in my prayers as I speak His Word and His will into your life. I love you in the name of Jesus and declare great blessings and favor over you and your household.

How great and how precious—how sensitive and loving—is our Lord. May you always be mindful of Him …

Especially now.

Satan is Screaming

 

For those of you who have read my teachings for a few years you may remember when I wrote about the F-4 tornado that devastated my town. As it churned across the back side of our mountain, my husband and I stood outside for a very long moment praying; we were only a few miles from its core. It was evil. It screamed. You could smell it. It was massive in size and seemed to grow before our eyes. It was unlike anything I have ever experienced before; it murdered, it was literally overflowing with a “feeling” to kill—to annihilate. The horrific part is that it did just that. In the silence that followed, we both said that we felt as if we had faced Satan and battled the prince of darkness nose to nose.

Once again, I know Satan is screaming.

I’ve been in prayer for some time this morning asking the Holy Spirit to specifically show me in The Word what is happening to our nation. The riots that are occurring are like the F-4 we experienced—evil, murderous, and intent on destruction. Satan is enraged, light is piercing the darkness and those who disdain truth, justice and righteousness are incensed.

Please hear me… this IS NOT to be taken lightly.

When Jesus took me to His Word, I sat stunned. I stared out my window, watched a fat squirrel running along our stone wall, watched the breeze in the trees and listened to the crackling of the dry leaves.

“Abba,” I whispered. “This is a deep responsibility. I will never hesitate, yet I feel the weight of Your Word. Why me?”

Three words; three words that shook me with reality and certainty.

“You are called.”

That’s it; three little words that shook me to my core.

So if you have ears to hear, be prepared, because it is only just beginning.

The Word of the Lord is Jeremiah 4:16-17. The depth of His teaching is the entire chapter of Jeremiah 4.

Verse 16 begins with, “Report it to the nations, now!”

There was a trembling in my spirit when I read that one sentence.

“Report it now! Report it now!”

I was still, gazing out my window, and that one sentence was like the sound of a deep bell that would not stop resonating.

This is what is happening, and we—the children of The King of kings—have a choice.

Our nation is being given an opportunity because we, the watchmen, would not be silent. We sounded the alarm, we accepted the responsibility and we fought to reveal deception and lies; we spoke loudly and truthfully to those who claimed to be God’s faithful yet were swaying due to deceit and emotion. As watchmen, we willingly received a new mantle (for some) and a fresh mantle (for those who had already been purposed).

Now comes the Word of the Lord:

If we ALL do not remain watchmen of truth, justice and righteousness then our nation will not be blessed in the manner God intends. Meaning, our “job” has just begun—it is NOT over.

Unity, prayer, fasting, absorbing the Living Word, drawing closer to The Holy Spirit, tightly gripping the hand of Jesus so you WILL NOT SLIP, asking Father God to USE you—all of this and MORE is being demanded by God of His watchmen. Individually, you will KNOW your personal accounting if you ask Him!

Why is this being demanded of us?

Because Satan is screaming, and I promise you, he will not let up or let go. But, he can be defeated!

Ask yourself this, and then think deeply:

What will happen to our nation if, like 9-11, we all came together for a purpose, and then with the passing of time we forget—we become apathetic or complacent or relieved in thinking and believing that we are now “safe” so we can relax our vigil?

Believe me. Besiegers come from a far country and lift their voices against the righteous. This is a literal statement. Take it seriously.

Does this sound melodramatic?  Exaggerated? Maybe even a little theatrical or sensational?

Listen to the mobs. Hear their nonsensical words. Feel the chaos that surrounds them; disorder, bedlam, destruction, the screaming of the unrighteous. They DO NOT understand that they have been defeated by grace and prayer—by unity and authority in Christ Jesus.

Now you have a choice. But remember, it comes with responsibility.

Do you become complacent and accept the status quo that is and yet to be?

OR…

Do you accept the accountability of ushering in the blessings of God upon America that will truly vex the enemy in such a way they will gnash their teeth and melt away, KNOWING that by your faithfulness their desires will perish (Psalm 112)?

We live in a very precarious time.

“I cannot be silent,” Jeremiah cried out as his heart pounded within his chest (verse 19).

Nor can I.

I crave the blessings of God upon America! I KNOW He has great and mighty plans for us. I believe, in faith, that what is to come from the right hand of Jesus will shake this earth. I do not know if the United States will unite, but there will be a Victor—

And His name is Jesus.

Please stand resolutely by His side and continue fighting in the spirit.

What is to come will take your breath away ….

 

 

Seasoned in Mind, Body and Spirit

 

I’m sitting here at my computer on Veteran’s Day unable to thank or shake the hand or give a hug to one individual who has fought for and served our country by serving in any branch of our military.

But I did the other night, and it made me aware how amazing a few words can be.

Brian and I were eating at a popular restaurant when I noticed two women sitting in a booth close to ours. One was in Army fatigues, the other wasn’t. By the time they finished eating the restaurant was jamming. When they walked by our booth, I reached my hand out to the young woman whom I knew to be military. For a moment, her eyes were startled and she looked apprehensive. When I smiled at her, she relaxed. I grabbed her hand, shook it hard (I didn’t want to give a weenie, girly-girl shake to someone who was my personal hands and feet), and told her “Thank you.”

She was silent.

I then squeezed her hand, told her that I appreciated her serving our country on my behalf, and for the sacrifices I knew she made. I told her “God Bless you” and something about how proud I was of her service. I don’t truly remember all of it because her eyes started to tear up. She had amazingly blue eyes and they were the type that just drew you in. Her words in response to mine:

“Thank YOU. You don’t know how much I needed to hear this; how much it means to me. I appreciate you stopping me and saying ‘thanks’. Today of all days, I needed to hear this.”

We both smiled, I sniffed (she pulled her shoulders back very straight), and she walked out with a purposed stride; she looked different. I few sincere words, and a minute of my time made a difference. It obviously was God’s timing, because the words were needed by her for just such a moment.

It humbled me.

So… how do I say thank you to millions of men and women who have been and are my hands and feet? Warriors from the Revolutionary War where men were birthed at 12 years of age, and women disguised their sex so they could fight for the freedom of America, to our present day warriors who volunteer to protect our nation from any foreign entity who may try to invade, attack or overrun our country.

Men and women who sacrifice, who train, who forgo precious time with their families because they are called to duty; warriors who commit, consign and obligate themselves to fight for MY freedoms because I am not called to do so.

I pray for you and over you. When you fly over my cabin I stop whatever I am doing and ask God for a double anointing and blessing over your lives, and that every one of you will return home safely. When the military helicopters buzz low over our rooftop I wave and jump and yell God Bless You. I’ve stood in my valley with my arms raised speaking the Living Word over you when your giant, humongous airplanes fly over our home—engines roaring so loudly my donkeys bray and run in circles. I stand in the gap for you spiritually because I depend on you—America depends on you.

I asked God for a special word for you on this day of honor. I stand responsible, and pray you receive it.

Our Lord says:

“The Lord God is my name, and I am a Warrior. (Exodus 15:3) My Hand is over you, and beneath Me you are a divine warrior. Mere man does not serve as your Commander and Chief. I am He who will direct your footsteps and purpose your hands for battle. Call to Me and I will answer. I will never forsake those who fight with honor. Call to Me, and I will answer you in your time of need. Never will I forsake you.”

 

If I could hug you all, I would. Since I can’t, I give you the only thing of worth I have—The Words that come from the heart of our Jesus.

May He bless you and keep you. May He lift you and your family up when you are down. May you find favor in His sight and blessings and peace beneath the shelter of His wing. You are His beloved, and for your life and commitment to America, I am very, very grateful.

 

Love, Lynne

 

If you have the guts to read this–this is what I have been “tactfully” trying to reveal. But no more. The Lord said, “Light on darkness” and I am saying, “YES SIR!”

WHAT REALLY HAPPENED AT THE NBC PRESIDENTIAL FORUM WITH MATT LAUER

DEMOCRAT HILLARY CLINTON’S BEHIND THE SCENES TIRADE AFTER NBC’s MATT LAUER ASKED CLINTON THE ONE QUESTION SHE HAD NOT PRE-APPROVED
VETERAN NBC CAMERAMAN: ‘YOU REALLY HAD TO SEE THIS TO BELIEVE IT…SHE CAME APART – LITERALLY UNGLUED; SHE IS THE MOST FOUL-MOUTHED WOMAN I’VE EVER HEARD…AND THAT VOICE AT SCREECH LEVEL…AWFUL’

”SHE LOOKED SO ENRAGED THAT WE ALL THOUGHT HER HEAD WOULD EXPLODE…IT WAS A FULL-ON MELT-DOWN AND THEN SHE SCREAMED SHE’D GET THAT F – – – ING LAUER FIRED FOR THIS. IT WENT ON FOR AT LEAST A HALF HOUR; WE ALL THOUGHT THE EMS WOULD BE THE NEXT CALL”

NBC Associate Producer of Forum

Behind the scenes, NBC technicians and cameramen at the Wednesday night, Commander-in-Chief Forum (Sept 7) report that Hillary Clinton was so angry and incensed that she had been ‘blind-sided’ by one question she was not prepared for and had not approved in advance.

“When her time in front of the cameras ended, Clinton shook the hand Lauer extended to her and smiled once more for the wide camera shot and then Hillary proceeded to pick up a full glass of water and threw it at the face of her assistant and the screaming started. She was in a full meltdown and no one on her staff dared speak with her – she went kind of manic and didn’t have any control over herself at that point. How these people work with this woman is amazing to me. Most of the small military audience were cordoned off, their seating not close to Mrs. Clinton, but certainly they heard her screaming because it was loud…and she really didn’t seem to care who heard any of it.”

Republican Donald Trump also appeared, in a separate telecast from Hillary Clinton’s and arrived with his two sons but no entourage or assistants in tow. The NBC cameramen involved in his segment said he was a ‘true gentleman’ and Trump and his sons spoke to everyone and thanked them for inviting him to speak: “It was a pleasure to answer your questions Matt.”

Hillary Clinton’s segment was much different. According to people working on the sidelines, “When Matt posed the one legitimate question about the FBI investigation concerning her homemade server and the unsecured emails, we could see she was beginning to boil and her eyes looked to pop.”

“It was toward the end of her interview so she was becoming unglued by the time Lauer finished with questioning. Hillary went ballistic, throwing a huge tantrum and screaming at her staff, “you f – – – ing idiots, you were supposed to have this thing set up for me and you’ve screwed it up! If that f – – – ing bastard wins we all hang from nooses! Lauer’s finished…and if I lose it’s all on you ass – – – – s for screwing this up.”

Clinton finally stormed off the military ‘set’ and the assistant producer said she was screaming that she wanted to talk to “the idiot who set this mess up…you do not blindside me – ever!” and continued to demand to speak with executives at Comcast, parent company to NBC Universal.

Her dozen or more aides were visibly disturbed and tried to calm her down when she started shaking uncontrollably. That did not stop her from demanding an executive “on the phone, now!” She was told the executive-in-charge of the forum was ready to talk with her and she was led away by two rather large aides who appeared to help her walk.

The TV executives got the message with all of the censuring headlines that followed over the next couple of days when it seemed the entire media turned on Matt Lauer for behaving in a “partisan” manner and “being grossly unfair and critical of the former secretary of state.”

Matt Lauer was heavily criticized on air by the Clinton campaign the rest of the week with most of the mainstream media joining in. The media appeared to frame Matt’s one serious question as the Clinton campaign was doing…”an unfair and partisan attack on Mrs. Clinton.”

Matt Lauer is still facing major backlash following his 23 minutes with Hillary Clinton. Privately, many reporters said Matt handed the Democrat nominee the expected softball questions, but made the decision to ask about the emails because, “the American people deserve an answer from the former secretary of state.”

Calls were made to New York Times, Washington Post and Huffington Post and Twitter executives with orders to “Crush Matt Lauer”. As you can easily see with all the headlines from these MSM sources, they did as they were told by the Clinton campaign.

Hillary also screamed that she would be “treated with respect at the debates or heads will roll.” Staffers at the Clinton campaign report that they fear her wrath and uncontrollable outbursts, and one described Hillary as “an egotistical psychopath”.

Since Hillary does not allow any staff to have cell phones when she is in their presence, no footage is available, but Hillary will never let this rest. She has made it clear that she wants Matt Lauer to be “persona non grata – for putting her on the spot.”

Interim DNC chairman Donna Brazile, the first black woman to hold the position, was singled out by Hillary during the rant. She screamed at Donna, “I’m so sick of your face. You stare at the wall like a brain dead buffalo, while letting that f – – – ing Lauer get away with this. What are you good for, really? Get the f – – – to work janitoring this mess – do I make myself clear?”

A female NBC executive said that Donna Brazile looked at Mrs. Clinton and never flinched, which seemed to enrage Hillary all the more. The executive continued, “It was the most awful and terrible…and racist display – such a profane meltdown I have ever witnessed from anyone, and I will never forget it. That woman should never see the inside of the oval office I can tell you that. She was unhinged and just continued to verbally abuse everyone – she was out of control.”