A Miracle: I Survived The Bite Of A Black Widow Spider

(FYI: Nothing in this missive is to be taken as medical advice. If you are in need, go to the Great Physician.)

It was in the middle of the summer, and the temperature had soared to over a hundred degrees every day for the past three weeks. Our puny little air conditioner could never seem to keep up with the heat. I was getting sick of it. Literally.

So when my husband told me that it was going to be another blistering day, I decided to take my paperwork and go downstairs to sit by the air conditioner.

But the Holy Spirit told me no. “Stay up here and work,” He told me.

But I became angry at the command. “No!” I said in response. “I am sick and tired of being so hot all the time! I’m getting a break from it!”

So I took my work and went downstairs.

It was much cooler there. I sat at the table (this was the school table where we did our work during the week,) and felt relieved as I felt the cool breeze on my skin.

Then I felt something crawling on my leg. I thought it must be the fly that had been in the kitchen earlier. I felt the Holy Spirit tell me to look and make sure, but once again, I foolishly ignored Him. Without looking, I used my other foot to brush it off my leg.

That night, began one of the worst nights of my life. My heart pounded like it was trying to escape my chest, and every time I tried to lay down, I felt my lungs fill up with fluid till I had to sit up just to breathe. My head ached, and I felt almost like I had a severe case of the flu.

For three days, I was intensely ill.

I went back to the Lord and begged for His forgiveness, and asked Him to have mercy on me and help me. I push prayed until I heard Him give me directions. He told me not to go to the hospital, but instead was to take a certain number of vitamin C’s, B vitamins, and calcium pills, and to repeat this as He instructed.

I told Him that I could not, for I had run out of calcium pills several days ago, and was waiting for the shipment to arrive any day.

“Go look,” He said.

“It’s not there, Lord! I’d just be wasting my energy!”

“GO LOOK!”, He insisted.

Sigh. I knew my God was not going to give up. So I said “Fine! I’ll go look!”

It wasn’t where I usually keep it; it was sitting right at eye level, in front of the other bottles of assorted vitamins.

I was amazed. I figured that my husband had probably seen the shipment, and had begun unpacking it for me, but got called away before he could put them all away.

I thanked God, took the medicine, and slowly started to feel better.

A week later, and I was still suffering from the strange symptoms. So I went to the doctor.

He listened to my symptoms, looked at my swollen leg, (It looked like I had a half a grapefruit hiding under the skin,) and promptly diagnosed me with a black widow spider bite. He said I was fortunate that I had survived the poison, but that there was little he could do for me now, as the worst of the danger had passed. (The anti-venom was contraindicated this late in the game.)

So I went home, and researched on line what one could do for a black widow spider bite. To my amazement, one web site suggested taking large doses of vitamin C, B vitamins, and calcium, every few hours.

I thanked my husband for putting the bottle of calcium in my closet, but he said he didn’t do it. “Maybe one of the boys did it,” he replied. I figured he must be right.

But a week later, I got a notice in my email from the supplier of those calcium pills. “We are sorry to inform you, that the product you ordered has not yet shipped out, because it is still on back order…”

I was shocked. I went back into the closet to stare at the bottle of calcium pills. They looked no different from what I usually use. They were the same brand and dose as I usually keep on hand. But I took them and hugged them to my chest, and thanked God for sending them to me. When they ran out, I wanted to keep the bottle to remember it by, but the Lord said it might become an idol and that I was not to keep it, so I threw it out.

The symptoms lasted for close to a year. It is not something I would wish upon another living thing, ever.

This last night of Hanukkah, we remember what the Lord Jesus has done for us. This was one of them.

May you be blessed abundantly by the Lord God of all,
C. Dunamis

A Day In The Life Of Dunamis

A Day In The Life Of Dunamis

My day started out slow and peaceful. My doctor’s appointment wasn’t for a little while yet, so I thought to do some shopping before hand. I went to K-Mart to see if they had my favorite shorts in, but all they had there were capris. While I was there, I seen an older lady with a nice top on. I heard the Lord’s voice within me tell me that she needed to hear what I thought about it, so I smiled to her, and told her that I liked her top she was wearing. She looked surprised at first, but then I could see relief in her eyes, as she smiled back at me and said thank you.

When I got done at K-Mart, I drove over to WalMart. At the corner I seen a mother and her child sitting along side of the road, holding up a white sign that said “Please help”, and something else that I could not read. The Lord spoke to me then, and said “I want you to help her.” I was surprised at this, for often times the Lord tells me to bypass those who do this, for often they are really not in need and are just out to try and scam you for some easy money.

So I made a mental note to stop by when I finished my shopping.

I went in to WalMart, to see if I could find a floral arrangement for a woman who had suggested one of my sons for a job opening she had heard of. The Lord was telling me that I should buy her some flowers as a way of saying thank you. I sensed cut flowers was not the thing, and that a potted plant would be much better.

So I went out into their outdoor garden area to look for one. The roses looked sad, as did many of the other plants, but their petunias looked fresh and bright. But this woman just did not strike me as a petunia kind of person. So I kept looking, hoping to find something I could give to her.  Intead, I found myself being followed by a pair of black colored birds whose eyes are rimmed with a thin white line. Whenever and wherever I moved, they did as well. They stayed about an arms reach from me, and chatting at me as if they were trying to get my attention. I finally stopped to talk to it, and asked them what they wanted from me. They would move their neck up and down, and then quickly snap their beaks open and shut as if they were eating something. “They’re hungry,” the Lord told me.

“There isn’t anything for them to eat around here?” I asked Him.

But just then the Lord told me that I had to get moving, for I was running out of time.

So I went back inside, and found some pretty orchids that were affordable. I sensed from the Lord that these would do. So I bought the healthiest one they had, a pretty deep purple colored one, and drove to the doctor’s office.

When the secretary called my name, I stood up and told her that these flowers were for her, as a thank you for suggesting my son for the job opening. She exclaimed that she just loves orchids, (she told me she has a collection of them on her windowsill,) and that she does not have this color already.

I was thankful to discover that I had purchased wisely. I thanked Jesus for His help in finding them.

After the appointment, I sensed that it was not yet time for me to go home yet, so I sat in the car until the Lord spoke to me.

“I want you to go back to WalMart.”

“Oh, I replied, “You want me to feed something to the birds?”

“I want you to go back to where that woman was and give to her.”

He seen into my heart, and knew of my reluctance to go back to her. So often I avoid such people, (at least in this area,) because they usually liars out to scam you.

“So you would feed the birds but not the person?”

Then I knew that I was indeed hearing from the Lord, and it was not just my imagination.

So I drove back over to WalMart, and sure enough, she and her son was still there. I went up to her, and handed her all I had in my wallet, which was only about twenty five dollars and some cents. I seen the full sign then. They were looking for a place to rent. I held out the money to her, and said “The Lord told me you needed this.” She took the money gladly, and said to me “God bless you!” I was surprised at this, for I could hear the faint Indian accent in her voice. (The Lord reminded me that not all who are from India are pagans, and that He has believers even there.) I told her that I would pray for them to find a place to stay. She seemed very thankful, especially for the prayers. I prayed for her right then and there.

I then got back into the car, and asked the Lord where I should go next. He told me to go back to the garden center at WalMart, and feed the birds, for it was now their turn.

I laughed.

“Why do you laugh?” He asked me. “I take care of them just as I do you.”

I then remembered the piece of scripture that spoke of the Lord feeding the birds and dressing the lily. Nowhere did it say that the Lord always does it without ever using man to help Him.

So I drove back to the garden center.

I heard that pair of birds again, crying out, and prowling the parking lot for a speck of food to eat. Their cries bothered me, for I could hear how upset they were. (After raising chickens for so many years, one becomes attune to a bird’s panic cry.)

I could see that there was nothing in sight for them.

Walking into the store, I seen one of the workers there. “All those birds out there,” I said to her, “They have nothing to eat.”

She laughed and said, “Yes. Did they swoop down and dive bomb you too?”

“No,” I said. “They just followed me wherever I went.”

A customer called out for her help, so I left her and then asked the Lord what I should get to feed them. (I had checked for something in my purse or car, but both came up empty.) I thought of buying them some crackers, but the Lord told me, “No. Get them some bird seed. They need the health that comes from real seeds.”

He guided me back to where they had some, and I found the cheapest bag they had there. $2.95

I could afford that. (At the moment we are watching our pennies very closely, and do not have much to spare. But I knew I could cover that cost easily.)

I went to pay for the bird seed, and the lady I had spoken to earlier was the cashier. “So you’re really going to go out there and feed those birds?” (I could tell she thought I was one of those unfortunates who had lost their mind.)

But all I said to her was “Yes.”

I didn’t put the seed in the garden center directly; I sensed that the workers would only sweep it all away. So I went outside the garden center, and spread handfuls of it on the parking lot and side areas. At first the birds flew off, thinking that I was throwing something at them, but when they realized it was food, they came back and began to eat. Their chirps seemed calmer now, without the jarring panic that was in them earlier.

“Where to next, Lord?”

“The Dollar Store.”

Ah yes. The boys were asking for more of their favorite beverages that I get from that store. (Martinelli’s sparkling white grape juice.)  So I drove there and began to shop. I found a few items there, but not the drinks. They were sold out.

As I was leaving, I seen an older man choosing a helium balloon for a child.

The Lord said “Rex.”

I thought for a moment and said “yes, he does kind of look like Rex, doesn’t he?”

I then went out to my car, and put my purchases in the car. I was trying to decide if I should use the lady’s room before driving home, or if I could wait.

“Go to the ladies room,” the Lord told me.

So I went back into the store, and as I was walking back to the bathrooms, a voice stopped me.

That man that I thought looked like Rex, was actually Rex, and he was obviously wanting to talk to me. This surprised me, for we were not really friends, just  acquaintances. I had met him at one of the local churches.

So I stopped to chat with him.

Poor Rex has been going through a really hard time. A few weeks back, his fiancée killed herself by taking prescription drugs, drinking vodka, and then soaking in the tub. She slipped under the water and never came up again. Rex had found her in the morning, and the horror of it has not yet left him. Now, weeks after the funeral and memorial services, Rex finds he is struggling to just keep going. He tells me of his emotions, anger at God for taking her so,…or was it really her time to go or not?, and the overwhelming grief that still hits him suddenly, whenever something reminds him of her.

After listening and paraphrasing the best I could, I told him that I thought that satan had something to do with it all, for I felt it was satan that got her to start drinking again. You see, his fiancée was an alcoholic that had just recently started drinking again. When Rex had asked her why she had started drinking again after so many years of sobriety, she told him that it wasn’t that big of a deal, and that it didn’t affect anyone else but her. (How wrong she was! She leaves behind several children who are left with lots of anger towards God. Her drinking ended up affecting a lot of people outside herself.)

He mentioned yet again of his strong emotions, and how they can be so overwhelming in their strength. “But that’s just the normal way of grieving, I guess.” He said.

Then I told him of a time when I had wanted to show my children how upset I was over something, so I had started to cry. Then I found I could not stop crying. I cried for the entire day, and finally I went to the Lord and He told me to cast out the demon of crying. I told him that I had felt silly doing so, but as soon as I did, I stopped crying. So yes, our emotions are real, yet satan can come in and up the ante and make them much stronger than they normally would be on their own.

I sensed he did not want to hear this, for he gave me an odd look and then changed the topic. (His response puzzled me, for I knew that he understood well about demons and how they can affect believer’s lives.) All I could do, was hope and pray that he would remember it the next time his grief overwhelmed him, and that he would follow the example and cast out the demon of grief in Jesus name.

After chatting for over a half an hour, I said goodbye to Dave and went back out to the car. I was about to just drive home, when the Lord stopped me, and told me that I had missed calls on my phone. So I checked my cell phone and found that I had missed two calls from my kids. Turns out that the dinner they were cooking (a new recipe one of my kids wanted to try,) had some things in it that my other boys and I can not have. So I asked the Lord what I should do, and He told me to go to a restaurant that I had not gone to in a while.

There I placed my order and waited for it to be cooked. The owner came out to say hello and talk with me. Turns out she no longer has a husband, and she still has her three young children and a restaurant to run. She asked me why she had not seen us in a while. I told her that we didn’t have that kind of money just yet. “But we soon will, I am sure. The Lord takes care of His own.”

“Sometimes” she tells me in a whisper, “I just have to tell my kids that we can not go out and do things, for we too do not have the money right now.”

At this point, I couldn’t help but wonder if the Lord wanted me to give her some money as well. But He told me no. “She just needed your business, and I gave it to her.”

After all this, I drove home, and ate dinner.

I was still sore from the doctor’s visit, and I had an odd feeling that satan was increasing my pain, so I went to one of my boys and asked him to bless me with the blessed olive oil. The moment the oil touched me, the pain went away. Thank you Jesus!

I then went to the computer to write this entry.

I must admit, this is not a typical day in my life. On this day, I was ‘in the zone’ with the Lord. Oh how wonderful it is when this happens!

I pray that you too, dear reader, will hear the voice of the Lord Jesus Christ within you, and that you be filled with His Holy Spirit…

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Matthew 6:26 Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?

Matthew 6:28-30 And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?

Ephesians 5:18 – And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit;

1 Corinthians 12:13 – For by one Spirit are we all baptized into one body, whether [we be] Jews or Gentiles, whether [we be] bond or free; and have been all made to drink into one Spirit.

John 10:27 – My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me:

Matthew 10:28 – And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.

Ephesians 6:11 – Put on the full armor of God, so that you will be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil.

2 Timothy 2:26 – and they may come to their senses and escape from the snare of the devil, having been held captive by him to do his will.

John 10:10 – The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.

The Feast Of Dedication

 

Tonight is the beginning of The Feast of Dedication. This is when our family re-evaluates our lives and our homes to see if any pagan things has infiltrated it, and to then cleanse the temple (ourselves) from these idols, as well as any hidden apathy or unbelief, and re-dedicate ourselves and our lives to God. It is also a time for us to remember God’s miracles in our lives.

The Jews refer to this Holy Day as Hanukkah, while others think of it as The Festival of Lights.

Some claim that Jesus Christ himself, celebrated The Feast of Dedication. John 10:22-23 “And it was at Jerusalem the feast of the dedication, and it was winter. And Jesus walked in the temple in Solomon’s porch.” Others claim he did not celebrate it, but used it to speak out against those who were against Him. It is also when He said in John 8:12 “I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.”

There was a time when I had sworn to never celebrate Hanukkah, for it held too many pagan practices for my comfort. We have been able to separate this celebration from what the Jews have added to it over the years, so we now celebrate it, hopefully in His Spirit. It helps us to focus on Jesus instead of all the pagan idolatry that goes on in the world at this time.

We do not use the nine candled menorah, for it was something man came up with. (Some also claim that 9 is an evil number.) We have sensed and seen demons around nine candled menorahs, even with oil lights. We have yet to see them around a seven candled menorah with oil lights. Seven branched menorahs are described in detail in the old testament. The nine candled menorah is not found in the bible at all. Wax candles can attract demons, depending on where they came from and who made them, so we do not use them. Even if they are made by a Jewish company specifically for the Holy Day, they may have been made and blessed by a rabbi, which might carry the demon of priest-craft with it. So we avoid all use of candles in ours, and use olive oil and fabric wicks instead, just as they did in the Old Testament. For us, the menorah is a symbol and a reminder that God is in control. The center light represents God, and all the other candles that stem out from it, shows how all we do and the strength that we have comes directly from the Lord.

We re-tell the miracles and answered prayers that have happened in our lives, for during this time, “Jesus pointed out to His listeners that the miracles He had done authenticated His claim that He was, indeed, the long-awaited Jewish Messiah (see John 10:37-38)…It also reminds us to remain true to God even when the world around us tries to force us into assimilation.”
(http://www.gotquestions.org/Hanukkah-Christian.html )

According to our God, every new day begins at sunset. This is when we light the menorah. Usually the mother of the family lights them and says:

“Blessed are you, Lord our God, King of the universe, who has sanctified us by His commandments.”

“Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the universe, who wrought miracles for our fathers in days of old, at this season.”

“Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the universe, who has kept us alive, and has preserved us, and enabled us to reach this season.”

Then the first candle is lit.

Then she says: “We kindle these lights to commemorate the saving acts, miracles and wonders, which You have performed for our forefathers, in those days at this time. We also remember the miracles and answered prayers that You have gifted us with in our own lives. We offer thanks and praise to Your great name, for Your miracles, for Your wonders, and for Your salvations.”

On the next night of The Feast of Dedication, two lights are lit instead of just one. (The same verbal dedication is given each time.) On the third day, three lights are lit, and so on, until all the lights are lit. Then on the remaining days, we either light all the lights again, or we light them according to what day of the week it is. (Friday evening would have all the lights burning, and Saturday evening would only have one light lit. Sunday would have two, and so forth.)

On each night, we recite scriptures out loud, (you might try http://heartofwisdom.com/biblicalholidays/2013/12/03/hanukkah-readings-for-eight-nights/ for ideas on this,) discuss them, and then share with each other a miracle or answered prayer that we experienced in our lives, especially within the past year. We then have dinner, and perhaps partake in a board game, or bake some kind of desert, or do something else that involves the whole family. During the day is when we look within ourselves and talk to God, to take personal inventory and re-dedicate ourselves back to Him. Sometimes this means shutting ourselves up in a room and just spend time reading His Word, and for others it means taking a long hike out in nature to be with Him.

The Feast of Dedication is not listed in the bible as one of God’s Feasts that must be followed. I share with you how our family celebrates this Feast, in order to give just one possible example of how a believer might celebrate it. If you feel God calling you to celebrate it differently, then please follow Him and do so! Our family’s example is not to be taken as a must-do. It is simply a glimpse into a time in our lives that the Lord has told me to share with you. Remember, Colossians 2:16 says “Let no man therefore judge you in meat, or in drink, or in respect of a holyday, or of the new moon, or of the sabbath days.” “Every believer in Yahuwshuwa is now under the royal priesthood of Melchizedek (1st Peter 2:9), and so we do not need to do the temple ceremonial laws when keeping feasts. We can be led by the Holy Spirit in how we keep these holy days.” (http://doubleportioninheritance.blogspot.com/2011/09/december-25th-birth-of-antichrist_22.html)

May the Holy Spirit bring you and keep you tucked under the Blood of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, especially in this season!

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http://doubleportioninheritance.blogspot.com/2011/12/eight-day-miracle-of-oil-on-chanukkah.html

http://www.hebrew4christians.com/Holidays/Winter_Holidays/Chanukah/Christians/christians.html

http://www.opendoorministrieswv.org/hanukkah.html