So, Elisha prayed, “O Lord, open his eyes and let him see!” The Lord opened the young man’s eyes, and when he looked up, he saw that the hillside around Elisha was filled with horses and chariots of fire." Elisha knew that the battle was God's and not his, and that God had already supplied the help needed; what was needed was for eyes to be opened to see it.
So, in addition to Huldah, women have been prophets speaking for my Father throughout time, including Miriam, Deborah, and Isaiah's wife in the Old Testament, and Anna and the four daughters of Philip in the New Testament. In Nehemiah 6:14, Noadiah is mentioned as a prophetess who was among the people trying to intimidate Nehemiah! But we seldom hear their stories preached, meaning that girls and women who feel called to the ministry often do not know that they are part of a grand tradition of daughters called to speak for our Father. God the Father has allowed His daughters to be about His business, and it is imperative for all people today to be aware of this fact. Like Huldah the prophetess, I am His daughter, and I take great pleasure in teaching His words.
I have learned that, when it comes to the situations in our lives, you can keep waiting for change to come, or you can work to make things happen. I prefer the latter. When my job was outsourced to another company after 23 years on the job, I worried about being in my late 40s... Continue Reading →
I have gotten to the age where I have to send myself emails from home to work and from work to home to remember what I am supposed to do at each place. My memory is just not what it used to be, and sometimes it's a little disturbing, inconvenient, and embarrassing. Making two or... Continue Reading →
We piled out of the car, excited to start our Backpacking trip. We slung on our backpacks, waved goodbye to our tolerant parents, yelling, “see you in a week.” Soon, we were hiking, and realized that, having been birthed from the car, nothing functioned yet. Only after hiking slowly for a miledid our cramped muscles... Continue Reading →
The church was saddened by the news that Mr Smith had died of a heart attack. They asked, “Why did this happen. He was only 40 and he was the head of the youth Sunday School. He had made it something that Middle Schoolers and High Schoolers were excited to attend. He loved God deeply... Continue Reading →
In the 7th grade, during an argument with one of the boys in my class, I was called a name, Little Monster, that stuck throughout junior and senior high schools. Every day, I endured the teasing and taunting that comes with being seen as unattractive among teenagers. As I walked the halls of the school... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 