My Post Picks For December 2019

I'll be honest. I haven't read much this month. I just haven't felt like reading. Have any of you been there? Honestly, I have not felt like doing much of anything this month other than work and spending time with the kids. My draft folder is getting bigger with ideas just not finished works. It's… Continue reading My Post Picks For December 2019

How the Littlest Angel turned Sobbing to Joy!

Ok dear blogging family and friends…this post I hinted to in my Sunday Music post. And well…I just do not have the patience needed to wait to share it my December post picks. Though I will still stick it in there 🙂

This post deserves more than my humble words can say to express what I felt when reading it. But to those who feel prayer is not powerful and has no purpose, let me just say you are incorrect. Your spoken word in prayer puts angels into motion.

They await your command of Father, please send an angel to comfort so and so, have them wrap their wings around them for protection during this time. May the enemy be thwarted and your child protected. And then off they go charging into battle against the evil surrounding your loved one. With each word they become stronger! With each additional friend praying their words compound onto yours giving the angel more strength to fight until all is vanquished and they surround with your friend with their wings and comfort them.

Please go read this. Share this with your friends. And then pray for your loved ones like their lives depend on it…because sometimes it does!

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The Lord God Almighty stood before his angels, looking intently at the human race. God’s voice roared announcing to his Warrior Angels he had a very important mission for them, that they were to descend upon the earth and find all the prayers of his faithful servants, who praised and worshipped him in the Christmas Season, his earthly birthday.

The angels that will live forever passed the powers as they parted allowing them to go down to earth in a spiraling mass of anticipation, seeking beloved saints, who had stayed the course and remained faithful. When the last and littlest angel passed the powers they turned and closed up the realm of heaven.

“Yonah” which means, “Dove” was the littlest angel of the masses who quickly flew to catch up with his fellow warrior angles, His heart-shaped face, was in deep concentration encased with reddish hair, and deep soulful blue…

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