Category Archives: Holy Spirit

Okay, Maybe They Fixed It.

Or, maybe I just didn’t watch long enough.

What am I talking about?  Sorry, I thought you were here for my rant yesterday.

I’m talking about Hallmark skipping out on Thanksgiving.  But they MUST have read my post–because today–as pretty as you please, The “16 DaYs until ThanksGiving” notice popped up!  That’s good…’cuz my next step was to write a letter.

(Kidding–I’m not a letter writer [any more]–unless it’s to encourage a down-hearted friend) 

(This was while I was ironing….just in case you wondered—and YES…I am an ironer…of pillowcases, top sheets, and tablecloths–but no, I don’t want to iron your tablecloths.)

Now–on to the REASON for this post.  I have to tell you about a little boy I saw a couple Sundays ago.  I don’t remember his name, since I didn’t get to meet him–but God knows his name–and the precious heart of his!

The picture is not as clear as I wish–but his heart for Jesus rang out clear and strong!

He attends my daughter, April’s church and she said he is a light and delight!  His smile is so contagious!  I just wanted to run over there and squeeze him, but since I was a perfect stranger, I didn’t want to scare him–so I refrained the “Nana” instincts rising up in me!
That Sunday, God filled that place with His mighty presence–and this little fellow felt it as the children sang a powerful song about F-A-I-T-H!

The blurriness of the photo is due to his movements–he was moving his little arms and head with the music! 

Can I ask you a question?  Do we do that?  Are we that excited about serving and KNOWING Jesus Christ?

Amie C. is our worship leader—Holy Spirit lead and Spirit filled.  It is obvious too!  Under the anointing of the LORD, singing His praises, the hands go up and the Spirit fills the house–and the believers who open their hearts to HIM.  However, if you don’t open your heart and mind to Him—He is not going to invade the land.  YOU must desire HIM —Jesus Christ—above ALL ELSE!  THEN—the blessings and anointing fall.  Case in point:  This past Sunday.  Thank YOU JESUS for that powerful move of YOUR Presence.

I have come to realize more and more as the days and weeks pass me by—I want Jesus—MORE than anything else in this world.  I want His presence, His anointing, His power to flow through me than ever before.  There are things to be done–lives to reach for Him–as time is running out.  There are those my path has crossed recently that are DOING all they can for Jesus.  I want to be in that number of “doers”. 

So–I leave you with this today:  Do you like football?  Do you get excited when your team scores?  IF you answered yes–I just have to ask one more —do you get that excited about seeing God changing hearts and lives?  Do you get excited about singing HIS praises and worship?

Friends, we have A LOT to be THANKFUL for and to get excited about!  We are running the last lap of the race!

© The Knightly News 2007-2010

What’s Your Filling?

Donuts. Cookies. Cakes. Pies. Hungry?

These are a weakness of mine.

Donuts—I like the lemon filled best. UNLESS of course you happen to drive by the bright lights of Krispey Kreme and the blazing sign says, “Hot Now”. Right. Then it’s just the glazed ones…oh my lordy-mercy!

But I admit, it’s been a while since I had a donut.

Cookies…white chocolate macadamia nut.

Cakes. Cakes are not my choice dessert. I know. Jeff makes the best cakes in all of the Tri-State area. I said it’s not my top choice…I didn’t say I wouldn’t eat one! I like the Red Velvet cake he makes…and the Butter-Nut. But the man makes a German Chocolate cake that is —oh my stars good! Did I mention he’s mine?

Okay. On to the pies. Pies I love. I love peach, apple, chocolate, LEMON, pecan, blackberry, blueberry, cherry, anything except rhubarb. I like pies.

All of these have a filling. Yummy-to-my-tummy filling. If you cut it, mash it, throw it, stomp it…guess what comes out? Right. The filling shows right away. Oozing and dripping out faster than you can grab a spoon to scoop it up!

What happens when you’re pressed. Stomped? Tossed down like yesterdays newspaper? Your filling…my filling will come forth. Every—single—time.


From the online Blue Letter Bible – 2Cr 4:7-10 (NLT)
“But this precious treasure–this light and power that now shine within us–is held in perishable containers, that is, in our weak bodies. So everyone can see that our glorious power is from God and is not our own. We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed and broken. We are perplexed, but we don’t give up and quit. We are hunted down, but God never abandons us. We get knocked down, but we get up again and keep going. Through suffering, these bodies of ours constantly share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies.”

Hard Pressed on every side. Yet not destroyed. This entire chapter is special to me. I have read it over and over and it ministers every time. To whatever need I have.

Can we seek to be so filled with Jesus Christ that no matter what happens in our lives of dailyness…that He just oozes out all over everyone—and everywhere? I know that dailyness is not a word, but I think it fits here. Can I just add that to your vocabulary? I have a t-shirt from Mary Englebriet that states, “Life is Just So Daily”.

To me that says it’s FULL. Of stuff that you might not expect. Jesus should be found in the daily of our existence. Not just on Sundays! In the Monday-Saturday too!

So…what’s your filling?


Pictured are Aunt Evielean’s Special Cookies from the 2007 Sister’s Retreat! It’s a Tradition.

© The Knightly News 2009. All rights reserved.


My sister Aimee called me Sunday afternoon and said, “the ladies are so excited that you are coming to speak!”….I said real quick like….”well, they better get over it!—I am nothing to be excited about!” But Jesus is. Actually, I am the one that is excited. I am excited that the Lord has allowed me a voice to share His mercy and goodness to any person with ears! Whether they want to hear it or not….and you know, every now and then you come across someone that “does not want to hear”.

This past Sunday, Rylan, our oldest grandson (the one with the autism disorder), was able to spend the day with us and he was doing pretty good that day, so I thought, well, I’ll just take him with me in church instead of taking him to nursery (he’s 6 but because of his condition, he generally doesn’t do well in church with the sounds of the instruments, singing, etc.—too much stimulation). Anyway, as we were getting to the “preaching segment” of the service, he had done well so far, but I was still of holding my breath. As the visiting minister came to the platform and began his welcome, Rylan said in a not so quiet voice, “Is he Jesus?”….I said no, but he is about to tell us about Jesus. And he did.

This actually brings me to something the Lord has been dealing with me about. Our reflection of Jesus. What are we showing the world? If the world came to our house, could they look inside every closet, drawer and cabinet?…What would they see? If nothing was hidden….what reflection would be seen? Jesus? Or, the world?

The Lord began directing my thoughts in this line during Wanda’s last few months, and even more so just after her passing. What her life reflected. What you saw in her home. What was in her spiritual heart. Not the physical one. For that one was malformed. But her spiritual heart was completely in perfect order with Him. Her Lord.

I was talking with Aimee about this as we were cleaning up before she came home from the hospital in January after the long stay just days after Christmas. Her kitchen counters had “things of life” on them. Music CD’s that she listened to “to encourage her heart”, medicine, papers, mail, cards, a book or two, many things that had just not been put in it’s correct place.

She had become overwhelmed in the days before Christmas with all the functions, activities and cooking that was necessary and had not had a chance to put things that was readily visible in complete order. But, when you opened the cabinet in search of something, the cabinets were in tip-top shape. Bowls stacked according to size, lids all together, glasses clean and without spots! in their correct place, and her pantry was much the same.

Wanda could tell you exactly where everything was kept. (Which she did once she came home and we began cooking for her.) Everything on the inside was in perfect order. She had more stuff on the outside than she could cope with at times, but she organized and put away as she could to keep things in such condition that she would not be embarrassed for anyone to come in and visit. (Today…I would be highly embarrassed at the “stuff” I have let accumulate during these past busy days.)

I began to think of my own house. Not only my physical house, but my spiritual house. I have too much stuff. More furniture than I know what to do with. I crowd as many things in a closet as will fit. While most of the time, the dishes, pots and pans are in a passable order, there are the times when my husband may put something away….and not knowing my “system” —well, you get the picture…or at least once it all falls out you will!

As the Lord began dealing with me about things in my house, as well as things in my heart, I knew it was time to deal with both.

I listened to Brother Juno’s sermon from Sunday night and realized he was right where the Lord had been leading me. One of my first few blogs I typed was called “Deal with Your Stuff”. I remember that when Tiffany and April were young, they would need help in the daily straightening of their room. Soon though, they got the hang of it. But if they let a day pass without the ritual of putting things in proper order…it would soon look as if the closet had regurgitated all over the floor!

Stuff can overwhelm us. Not only too many things in our home, but too much going on in our lives. Philippians 3:13-14 says “No, dear brothers and sisters, I am still not all I should be, but I am focusing all my energies on this one thing: Forgetting the past and looking forward to what lies ahead, I strain to reach the end of the race and receive the prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us up to heaven. (NLT)

Have you ever noticed how the world makes it all to easy to just “hang on to stuff”. Not only do we cram our closets, but we rent “storage rooms” or warehouse units so that we can “keep piling things up”. Why? Why would we want to continually flood our lives with things that we need to deal with now?

I am guilty of that myself. When we moved to Marianna we had to rent storage until we “repaired” the house we are living in. Then we had to decide what to keep and what to get rid of. Right now, we have some things in storage. Some is being stored for future use for Tiffany, some for April. But as for me….I am dealing with and getting rid of all things that are unnecessary in my house and life. Lesson learned long ago.

Almost 15 years ago I was in a raw emotional condition due to not dealing with some critical issues in my heart and life. They were painful. It was hard. It was much easier to just tuck it all away in a pretty box and label it “do not open”. Trouble came though, when the box lid slipped. I don’t remember what caused it…but when it slipped…the stuff came boiling to the top. This is painful even to admit I allowed myself to become so “overtaken by anxiety” that one night—after many nights of sleeplessness, the enemy of my soul crept into my room and whispered into my ear…what’s it all for? Why continue on? Who would miss you? Who would care? They’d all be better off….and I listened…and cried in my pillow. I will tell you –I am ashamed to say this, hardly anyone knows the depth of my pain at this moment in my life, but even the thought of ending my life entered my head.

I hardly remember that girl of anxiety and despair. I know in my heart and mind right now that I would have not followed through with the thoughts of destruction, but I say this to tell you that “anyone” is susceptible to the attack of the enemy.

I look back now and wonder how/why? I had done almost everything in the church from cleaning toilets to teaching Sunday School. Yet in all of that life of “christian activity”, I was not exempt from the evil attack of satan. It was the most horrendous of enemy attacks I believe that exists, because when he tempts you to “take your life”, he is telling you that you can “control” your life and God. He is trying to succeed in casting you in outer darkness forever. No turning back. When the last breath flows out, there is no putting life back in. I believe you have just physically plucked yourself from God’s hand and jumped headlong into eternity—without Him.

Fortunately, I had presence of mind to run to the Father, and He was in the house—chasing the enemy from the room as I called out to God in my pain. One night, as I lay on the floor in the bathroom and sobed out to Him, He reached down and picked me up. I eventually returned to bed—and Jeff was never aware of the spiritual battle that had taken place that night while he slept. It was a battle. And I knew that I was not “armed” for this battle as I should have been.

While my house and life had been flooded with “stuff” …there were some things I had neglected. Daily prayer. Daily reading of God’s Word. Intercessory prayer for others. Yes, you can do all the “christian things that are expected of you” and still neglect your own heart and prayer life. Oh, I was still a Christian, but I was running around practically naked (if you will pardon that example). My spiritual clothing was missing. Parts of it was there, but it was ill fitting because I had neglected to keep it in tip-top shape. What to do?

Clean out your closet and drawers. Don’t leave anything in. Get it all out. As Aimee, Wanda and I had made plans to help each other in the beginning of this year “clean out the excess stuff”…we had proclaimed that we were going to get “Ruthless” with each other’s stuff. No hanging on to things that were unnecessary. Apply that to things in our lives. Take it all out and examine it for wear and tear. If it’s not appropriate….get rid of it.

The closer I get to the Lord, I am finding that things—I’m not necessarily speaking of clothes here, but some things are just not “for me” any longer. Things that might have been okay, in the past few years, aren’t any more. I don’t want anything…ANYTHING to stand in the way of my relationship with God. Not any individual…nor any earthly possession. There is nothing…and nobody like my JESUS!

Ephesians 4:10-18 (NLT) “A final word: Be strong with the Lord’s mighty power. Put on all of God’s armor so that you will be able to stand firm against all strategies and tricks of the Devil. For we are not fighting against people made of flesh and blood, but against the evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, against those mighty powers of darkness who rule this world, and against wicked spirits in the heavenly realms. Use every piece of God’s armor to resist the enemy in the time of evil, so that after the battle you will still be standing firm. Stand your ground, putting on the sturdy belt of truth and the body armor of God’s righteousness. For shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News, so that you will be fully prepared. In every battle you will need faith as your shield to stop the fiery arrows aimed at you by Satan. Put on salvation as your helmet, and take the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. Pray at all times and on every occasion in the power of the Holy Spirit. Stay alert and be persistent in your prayers for all Christians everywhere.

The entire waredrobe of holiness must be donned daily. DAILY. In a recent discussion with Aimee, we both shared our need for prayer in the morning. Aimee said, “I don’t feel fully dressed if I haven’t prayed.” I know that is the truth.

We aren’t adequately covered spiritually if we don’t get with the Father….and I have to do that in the mornings as well as at the close of my day. My former prayer life was not as fervent. But I have learned. It is the “effectual fervent prayer that will avail much”. The Matthew Henry Commentary shares that “the prayer itself must be a fervent, in-wrought, well-wrought prayer. It must be a pouring out of the heart to God; and it must proceed from a faith unfeigned. Such prayer avails much. ” To get a clearer understanding of this I looked up avail. Avail means to be of use or value to; profit; advantage; have force or efficacy; or the power or capacity to produce a desired effect.

So, where do we go from here? I tell you where I’m going. I am dealing with everything that comes up….as it comes up. No waiting. No putting it off or in a cute box….It’s deal with it now. If you wait, the enemy has a chance to plan a strategy to use it against you.

I am closing with this: After Wanda passed away, Mark asked Aimee and I to meet him at the house to choose her clothes for burial. As we began searching through her closet for a dress, I noticed how neat and orderly her shoes and her clothes were. She did not have a cram packed closet of clothes. Just enough to take her through each season of life. Her shoes were neatly hanging in the shoe bag. Not an extraordinary amount. Shoes were not her obsession. After we chose her dress, I began going through her dresser drawers for other necessary things and found her things in perfect order.

As I rolled this over in my mind—I realized that with Wanda, what you saw on the outside…a neat, petite, orderly sweet woman, was exactly what she was on the inside. Both physically and spiritually. While her physical “heart” was not formed from birth as it should have been, her spiritual heart was in perfect formation. I knew right then I had some things that needed tending to. I am continually cleaning out. Continually removing, rearranging, and getting downright “ruthless” with myself, to be in perfect alignment with my Father.

So…are you ready? Grab those garbage bags girls….let’s get to it!