Only a Prayer Away

I asked the Lord to comfort me

When things weren’t going my way,

He said to me, “I’ll comfort you,

And lift your cares away.”

I asked the Lord to walk with me,

When darkness was all that I knew

He said to me, “Never be afraid,

For I will see you through.”

I didn’t ask for riches,

He gave me wealth untold,

The moon, the stars, the sun the sky,

And gave me eyes to behold.

I thank the Lord for everything,

And I count my blessings each day,

He came to me when I needed Him,

I only had to pray,

And He’ll come to you

If you ask Him to,

He’ only a prayer away.

“I Asked the Lord”- Hymn by

Duncan & Lange

Wounded… Mended!

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How many times can one heart break?

It was never supposed to be this way.
You look in the mirror, but there you find,
Someone you never thought you’d be.
Oh, but I still recognize,
The one I love,
In your tear stained eyes.
You see your worst mistake,
But I see the price I paid.
You see the scars from where you fell,
But I see the stories they will tell.
You see worthless,
I see priceless.
You see pain,
I see purpose.
You see unworthy, undeserving,
But I see you through eyes of mercy.
I’m making all things new!
And I will make a miracle in you.
When you see broken beyond repair,
I see healing beyond belief.
When you see too far gone,
 I see one step away from home.
When you see nothing but damaged goods,
I see something in the making.
I’m not finished yet.
When you see wounded, I see mended.
Excerpt from: “You See Wounded, I See Mended”
by Matthew West

Power of Prayer & Fasting: My Story

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“…This kind goeth not out but by prayer and fasting...”  Matthew 17:21

 I was praying for a miracle, and there were many times that I would get discouraged, and sometimes even depressed, because it seemed like nothing was happening…

There were only a few people during that time, that I could talk to, who actually believed with me, encouraged me, and listened patiently.   My grandmother was one of these people. She was the first one to pray for me when the doctors  said that I would never be able to have a baby.

She told me, way back then, at the beginning of my journey, that I would be a mother, and she laid her hands on my tummy and prayed for me. She had great faith. I often called her during my lowest times and she would say to me,

“God will do it. He is faithful and there is nothing too hard for Him.”

She told me that what I needed to do, was to pray and fast. She told me to always pray and fast whenever I could. Not just once, but periodically, along with my prayers, as I waited for God to do as He promised.

When the struggle and the waiting became the most unbearable, I remembered my grandmother’s words and followed her advice, and even though she passed away, during the 10 year period of praying for my third little miracle, and had gone home to be with Jesus, her sweet voice remained in my heart, always reminding me of the power and importance of prayer and fasting.

Sometimes when we’ve been praying for something for a very long time, it feels like an uphill battle…

It’s a fight, yes, but,  II Corinthians 10:4 says that, ” … the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty, through God to the pulling down of strongholds.”  Prayer and fasting are two of those mighty weapons…

Armed with the sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God, we press through the battle with prayer and fasting, trusting Jesus for the victory and a miracle realized.