<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729</id><updated>2024-10-06T21:57:08.181-07:00</updated><category term="God"/><category term="Awesome"/><category term="Choice"/><category term="Death"/><category term="Enough"/><category term="Gates"/><category term="Hell"/><category term="Life"/><category term="Prayer"/><category term="change"/><category term="glory"/><category term="healed"/><category term="higher"/><category term="new"/><category term="praise"/><category term="psin"/><category term="scars"/><category term="season"/><category term="story"/><category term="tears.widow"/><category term="wind"/><category term="worship"/><category term="wounds"/><title type='text'>The Secret Place</title><subtitle type='html'>Times of prayer and intercession.&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-5296943667218840767</id><published>2022-07-15T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2022-07-15T08:46:30.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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Today God is faithful even when we feel as though HE has forgotten us. I have been feeling forgotten and have asked HIM numeous times &quot;Do I matter&quot;? And Everything I have read the past couple days has began with these words YOU MATTER TO GOD! Oh how I love Jesus</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/174357036172629389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2017/10/today-god-is-faithful-even-when-we-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/174357036172629389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/174357036172629389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2017/10/today-god-is-faithful-even-when-we-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZWARxLyE0fCUD2whpXJKX8gOTT9jRkebUx-QVnxSVJzw9A06obu_3QGyuzAIdGPaeE6fOeMZd-McfaOtle4VN2qn3H0ogZAti7kY8Qh3_i51Gv0Sno02u8ZvfdUZUwqEKyroWRUNQBZS/s72-c/35396-Forever-God-Is-Faithful.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-770428442131155805</id><published>2016-04-11T07:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2016-04-11T07:23:13.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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A couple of years ago I was just having a fit one evening while in prayer things weren&#39;t going the way I felt they should. The Lord had gotten quiet, wasn&#39;t saying much,I was stuck right in the middle of nowhere and all I could see was NOTHING! The Lord had led me here and just abandoned me and the times of testing can be rough and it really is in those times that we find out who we really are and we grow to the next level HE stretches us and to the Limits!&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember just crying that was all I could do I had no words left so I cried and cried till it turned into the &lt;b&gt;UGLY CRY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was like LORD do you see me at all and if you do tell me I demanded what do I look like?&lt;br /&gt;
The Lord has such a sense of humor I LOVE HIM SO! After asking him what do I look like I saw a picture of myself flash before my eyes and I was looking up to heaven tears just streaming down my face with the ugliest cry face one could have,snot was flowing freely from my nose. With a giggle I told him I guess I look very silly&lt;br /&gt;
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While in the dark places of your journey you are going to be stuck anyways so just REJOICE it is a season and it will pass...&lt;br /&gt;
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I woke up this morning and as I sat in HIS presence I just felt the past season just leave and I waved goodbye and so happily welcomed the new that has finally arrived. In what seems like a life time of struggle. I can truly say I wont miss it. As I sat and looked back over the past seasons of my life all the hurt and lack that had taken place the feelings of being abandoned in life. The Lord asked &quot;What were you grateful for?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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There is always something to be grateful for in any circumstance in life.I am grateful for you Lord!! HE never leaves us empty there was a time in the grieving the loss of my husband that I sat empty the thought of being alone overwhelmed me I felt as if I could not go on half of me was missing and how could I ever replace that part of me?&lt;br /&gt;
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As I sat one evening just looking out the window the thought of just getting my little dog who is my faithful friend and getting in my car and crashing it somewhere. Suddenly the peace of God just flooded my heart and somehow I knew that in all the emptiness it would all work together for me on the other side of the brokeness!&lt;br /&gt;
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It is so funny whenever someone shares an word from the Lord they always talk about the trauma.. That left for good this morning it is so hard to type with the weight of HIS glory on me.. Thank you Lord for loving me and standing by me strengthening me when everyone else abandoned me I am so grateful for your love and mercy YOU have shown me..&lt;br /&gt;
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I am grateful for the ones that HE placed in my pathway who have helped me when I couldn&#39;t help myself.. I am moving forward to all the doors HE will open for me. I am stronger in HIM than I have ever been I sit in heavenly place by Christ Jesus and I am a joint heir with HIM what is HIS is mine How awesome!! I look forward to the new and my prayer is that everyone who is in a broken and barren place will find the new and have something to be grateful for through it all.. HE is raising up HIS remnant bride the BURNING ONES who have been through the brokenness and the process and I am ready sword held high!!! welcome all things new.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was reading in 2 Samuel chapter 9 about King David and&amp;nbsp;Mephibosheth
 the crippled man living in a town called Lodebar which means Barrenness
 or Brokenness. David asked was there anyone left in the house of Saul 
that he could bless for the sake of his best friend Jonathan who had 
been killed in battle alongside his father King Saul. I believe David 
was remembering their friendship and times together the Bible said their
 hearts were knitted together in love... They had a Soul Tie in the 
spirit realm formed by God. David was told that Jonathan&#39;s son who was 
crippled was alive and David instructed him to be blessed given every 
blessing and he would sit with him at the King&#39;s table to go down to 
Lodebar and bring him out.&lt;br /&gt;
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We all have barren and broken places 
in our walk with the Lord and we have to pitch our tents in&amp;nbsp; Lodebar NO 
ONE likes camping there just like Mephibosheth we become crippled from 
the warfare&amp;nbsp; BUT.. God sits us there as times of testing and breaking us
 to mold us to be used in a greater way for the Kingdom. All we can do 
is sit in the doorway of our tents and cry out for the hand of God to 
help and lift&amp;nbsp; us out. Life has dropped us people we love and counted on
 have let us down deserted us leaving us wounded and naked and begging 
for a hand to hold, a word spoken to encourage us we are cold and hungry
 and it is as time has stopped and we feel as if we will be stuck 
forever in the barren wasteland. You gave your all&amp;nbsp; to who needed you in
 their times of despair you spoke words to edify and lift them up 
blessed them in every area that you had available. And now you find 
yourself crippled and abandoned by the side of the road but they all 
pass you by turning their heads away from you..&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is where God shows himself strong in our lives when we are weak then he is strong &lt;b&gt;I HAVE A WORD&lt;/b&gt;... God saw us the moment we pitched our tents the words says..&lt;br /&gt;
2 Corinthians 4:7-9&lt;br /&gt;
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7- But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this 
all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. 8- We are hard pressed
 on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; 9 
persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;
God has already anointed and appointed our time of &lt;b&gt;COMING OUT...&lt;/b&gt;And
 by his hand he lifts us up we have a King waiting to bless us after we 
have gone through the fiery trial sadly a lot do not make it through 
they walk away from God.. they just could not let the flesh die.. We all
 have different trials and tests nothing can shake your faith and 
life-like having your Husband die unexpectedly I never blamed God I did 
ask him WHY? after all the prayers of protection I had prayed over my 
husband. The Lord answered with &quot;&lt;b&gt;Bad things happen to good people&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; was all he said.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am &lt;b&gt;COMING OUT!&lt;/b&gt;
 of Lodebar to the praise of HIS Glory!&amp;nbsp; Renewed Refreshed Refilled 
stronger than ever and Ready to walk into the NEW he has for me I may 
have been crippled but he has stretched out his hands&amp;nbsp; to lift me up. I 
will pass this test.. Weeping may endure for a night BUT joy cometh in 
the morning.. I don&#39;t know about anyone else but I see my sun rising and
 what a glorious day it is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-24&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23564&quot;&gt;The Parable of the Wheat and the Tares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-24&quot;&gt;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot;&gt;24&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;Another parable He put forth to them, saying: &lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;“The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-25&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23565&quot;&gt;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot;&gt;25&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;but while men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat and went his way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-26&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23566&quot;&gt;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot;&gt;26&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;But when the grain had sprouted and produced a crop, then the tares also appeared.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-27&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23567&quot;&gt;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot;&gt;27&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;So the servants of the owner came and said to him, ‘Sir, did you not sow good seed in your field? How then does it have tares?’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-28&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23568&quot;&gt;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot;&gt;28&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;He said to them, ‘An enemy has done this.’ The servants said to him, ‘Do you want us then to go and gather them up?’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-29&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23569&quot;&gt;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot;&gt;29&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;But he said, ‘No, lest while you gather up the tares you also uproot the wheat with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-30&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23570&quot;&gt;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot;&gt;30&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;Let
 both grow together until the harvest, and at the time of harvest I will
 say to the reapers, “First gather together the tares and bind them in 
bundles to burn them, but gather the wheat into my barn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-30&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23570&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;I was listening to my Pastor in North Carolina the other day a message that he had preached.As he was talking he began to feel as if he was going to get choked and began to cough and with a desperate request he asked for some water. I just felt the urgency in his voice.. We all have had a coughing fit and it is annoying especially in public. Immediately I felt&amp;nbsp; that it was a spirit on assignment trying to choke out the word and as I began to war against this spirit the Holy Spirit brought to my remembrance the parable of the wheat and tares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-30&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23570&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;The church is full of wheat and tares as a matter of fact we probably sat beside a tare. The devil has planted&amp;nbsp; to choke out the&amp;nbsp; wheat and steal&amp;nbsp; the peace,joy,and strength from Gods people funny thing is a lot do not know it. I love the revelations from God! It is time that we expose the darkness as the Bible tells us to do. I am so sick of phony demonic people planted in the church to steal and cause discord. We are to love God and pursue holiness not this do what you want teachers it is okay you will still get to heaven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text Matt-13-30&quot; id=&quot;en-NKJV-23570&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;God said be ye holy as I am holy?That don&#39;t sound&amp;nbsp; like to me live anyway that you want. We should ask ourselves am I a wheat or an tare? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/3738698021489599573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2016/01/matthew-1324-30-njk-parable-of-wheat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/3738698021489599573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/3738698021489599573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2016/01/matthew-1324-30-njk-parable-of-wheat.html' title=''/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrL_7xReIj4jflDVVpJEwuaUVlSyi0t6tkjWLpl4_tIFUyXHd_D50-HW2-soFyoJJXnKi7tdS1mdPrb98zkd-T1vrCgd8qpFK_DG4YPup3ugyt_aOaiT0tq3FgHMTooBVkuTsuIgt2vn_Z/s72-c/wheatandtare.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-4248673132181499001</id><published>2015-12-09T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2015-12-09T06:22:44.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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The Holy Spirit third person of the trinity HE is a person who can be so easily grieved and so many have no clue that HE is sad..Our actions grieve HIM! We should always seek the Lord&#39;s face and not just his hands to give us what we want He only promises to give us what we need. My thought for this post is just Knowing this beautiful and awesome person called Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love HIS presence He only speaks of Jesus never about Himself something we could learn.He knows the heart and mind of the Father. A couple of years ago as I entered into my prayer closet I just sat down and was quiet before the Lord after awhile I said I just want to sit here with you and we can talk about what is on your heart and after a bit I began to feel sad and started to weep without knowing why and I could feel that the Holy Spirit He was crying to and that made me feel so bad How do you comfort God?&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally I asked why are we crying? I will never forget that moment EVER!! Holy Spirit spoke and said &quot;The children don&#39;t have any chocolate milk&quot; I was stunned what children? that is was all HE said. My heart was aching just knowing that a child was asking for chocolate milk was someone praying and asking for the milk?&lt;br /&gt;
I blurted out what can I do about it I have $5 to my name and I barely have food myself. I could feel how sad he was and I said Okay you are God and YOU can make a cow give chocolate milk. I began to pray and ask for the milk and sob until I felt a release which always means the answer will come.&lt;br /&gt;
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The reason I said all that is to know the voice of Holy Spirit means you have to spend time with him and get to know HIM and what he has to say and not just to ask for whatever you are desiring He never intrudes or force Himself on you HE is a gentleman and He always shows up when you call!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Talk to Him because HE is listening..&lt;br /&gt;
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It has been awhile since I wrote something here. Lazy or just nothing new to say I don&#39;t know lol, Alot has changed in my life God is always faithful even in the dark places HE alone lights the way. I have moved to West Virgina with my daughter Susan who takes good care of me. It has been eight years since my husband died and I still think of him everyday and I know he is extremely well and happy in his home in heaven. And I know he has spent these years talking to Jesus he was a talker.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am left&amp;nbsp; to walk my journey and fulfill my purpose and destiny until I walk on into heaven or if I meet HIM in the air.There is a word in my mouth and a people in my heart to teach.Many times during these years the Lord told me &quot;If you don&#39;t let go of the past the new can&#39;t come&quot; Truthfully I held on forgetting the past is hard and moving into the new is terrifying knowing I will walk it alone. Oh I know God is with me but it is just the thought of the unknown.The dreams HE has placed in my heart keeps me moving and the warfare of course rages the devil is a liar and a defeated foe.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will share more of my heart and encounters with the Lord later</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/6950155922214089948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2015/10/changes-along-journey_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/6950155922214089948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/6950155922214089948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2015/10/changes-along-journey_30.html' title='Changes Along The Journey.'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-1U2XFTcxKdLT6khQ4cpRczjH8yEnChYSy88xZByle0D-87Aj27D3JyUIXrmcE5eifZv99Tw-VC_ap8X7pfFQKPRUYgH5g1iuGcuceCruS1Z0j4OJbX0nAcZ7imFrc3wRz705Ma7T8X3F/s72-c/tumblr_ld5bkcTpZl1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-6849835366184821377</id><published>2014-12-26T20:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2014-12-26T20:00:50.382-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="higher"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="season"/><title type='text'>Going Higher</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIA-565oIFW9MFpyDInEPq1PjFak8Av1czVXIoVF0066z3sPhT0gJJTeT2Rxq_SjltgXTyOmbvY4xVUohiZQITTYXkdFQyxduKwUmUE4cL0_W9YXmp2s_ZQ3yyu0r4KYvnr307amqzPCO7/s0/PhotoChooser-088b2045-1605-4fd8-a307-5ab9bf88cdff.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIA-565oIFW9MFpyDInEPq1PjFak8Av1czVXIoVF0066z3sPhT0gJJTeT2Rxq_SjltgXTyOmbvY4xVUohiZQITTYXkdFQyxduKwUmUE4cL0_W9YXmp2s_ZQ3yyu0r4KYvnr307amqzPCO7/s400/PhotoChooser-088b2045-1605-4fd8-a307-5ab9bf88cdff.jpg&#39; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Philippians 3:13&lt;br /&gt;Brethren,I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do,, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;What no longer fits in your life don&#39;t force it because you have outgrown it.As Christians we are going from glory to glory and move higher in our walk with the Lord. Every level brings new faces and places that will help us grow in the new seasons and it always brings a new devil to fight and try to hinder our work for the kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward can be sad when we can&#39;t carry places and faces to the new. Those were for that season and the things for the new season will show up as we begin.With  the new year approaching  I embrace it and look for all the new people and places that come with it.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/6849835366184821377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/12/going-higher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/6849835366184821377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/6849835366184821377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/12/going-higher.html' title='Going Higher'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIA-565oIFW9MFpyDInEPq1PjFak8Av1czVXIoVF0066z3sPhT0gJJTeT2Rxq_SjltgXTyOmbvY4xVUohiZQITTYXkdFQyxduKwUmUE4cL0_W9YXmp2s_ZQ3yyu0r4KYvnr307amqzPCO7/s72-c/PhotoChooser-088b2045-1605-4fd8-a307-5ab9bf88cdff.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-1241930405636127991</id><published>2014-08-11T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-08-11T08:27:39.903-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="healed"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scars"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wounds"/><title type='text'>What Does Your Scars Tell About You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0aY9CUJ_ZCmV1VS91g3DZrAyvO2ugkdKbTPsfM5ElHLYZiFlGn_iY2sa01TUdBBcX8oc353g_JregrOXqhOOVVxe5avTbftw-AKe22ZgxQ78hi9SPs4TcrgVj07ujVpLo_6REgoe-SqoI/s0/PhotoChooser-efaeff8f-79df-4473-a9a5-d3a8e43e6d10.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0aY9CUJ_ZCmV1VS91g3DZrAyvO2ugkdKbTPsfM5ElHLYZiFlGn_iY2sa01TUdBBcX8oc353g_JregrOXqhOOVVxe5avTbftw-AKe22ZgxQ78hi9SPs4TcrgVj07ujVpLo_6REgoe-SqoI/s400/PhotoChooser-efaeff8f-79df-4473-a9a5-d3a8e43e6d10.jpg&#39; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What does your scars tell about you? We are all flawed and scarred. A scar means that the wound you experienced is now healed closed but the scar is a constant reminder that you survived the wounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of times the wounds we receive was put on us from those around us but  also at times we wound ourselves. Experience is always the best teacher. God will allow us to stick our own foot in our mouths when we are making a mistake that we know better than make. The we endure the wounds we have created. Alot of times we talk about things someone is doing even tho it is wrong the answer is to pray but it often turns to gossiping. Just have Been through that myself I can honestly say..&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Don&#39;t Do It!!! Run because in my case IT all got turned on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord let me learn that lesson over big time. Instead of discussing it pray about it. People do wrong things they wound you but Jesus said forgive he heals the wound and now you can teach others not to even go there.. Don&#39;t turn insult for injuries forgive and keep walking your path. And sometimes rejection is Gods protection.. I am not ashamed to share my story with anyone the good and the bad I am human and not perfect and I miss the mark and like King David I am quick to repent! HIS love remains &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Debra&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/1241930405636127991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/what-does-your-story-tell-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/1241930405636127991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/1241930405636127991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/what-does-your-story-tell-about-you.html' title='What Does Your Scars Tell About You?'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0aY9CUJ_ZCmV1VS91g3DZrAyvO2ugkdKbTPsfM5ElHLYZiFlGn_iY2sa01TUdBBcX8oc353g_JregrOXqhOOVVxe5avTbftw-AKe22ZgxQ78hi9SPs4TcrgVj07ujVpLo_6REgoe-SqoI/s72-c/PhotoChooser-efaeff8f-79df-4473-a9a5-d3a8e43e6d10.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-9022429361110196580</id><published>2014-08-08T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-08-08T07:12:04.691-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="change"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glory"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wind"/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3LZRk0pjdi519fvVns7zdmlUkY0oMAFLnVPgY3mcfHuLv_-ZOi9owQxQkqQZfFU0hbvsphHwaYj8vuYd-QxROyu56lYB86YBpuxusSbOzI-xSWJWvxahukzjulxokqp_sI3z2i_5JqTYT/s0/PhotoChooser-3565f85a-dd13-4adc-81c5-b0fd6e77cf68.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3LZRk0pjdi519fvVns7zdmlUkY0oMAFLnVPgY3mcfHuLv_-ZOi9owQxQkqQZfFU0hbvsphHwaYj8vuYd-QxROyu56lYB86YBpuxusSbOzI-xSWJWvxahukzjulxokqp_sI3z2i_5JqTYT/s400/PhotoChooser-3565f85a-dd13-4adc-81c5-b0fd6e77cf68.jpg&#39; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are all in seasons of change for some like myself are in transitioning. We are not where we were but we are not in our positions just yet. Change can be very hard on those who do not like change.u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one do not like change I eat the same food wear my hair the same way changing my routine just upsets me always have. It has to be just the uncertainties of the unknown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago I was awakened out of a deep sleep in the early morning hours by a strong wind blowing on me. I thought that my husband had turned on the fan on high and forgot to turn it off. So I raised up looking at the fan and it was not on. The wind was so intense and strong my hair was blowing sraight back and the curtains was blowing up towards the ceiling and I could hear the wind howling. Oh no it must be a tornado I thought looking frantically over at my sleeping husband who looked so calm and peaceful. There was no wind blowing on his side of the bed reaching over to him the air was calm reaching back to my side it was a hard blowing wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden the wind stopped the curtains and my hair laid back down and it was calm and quiet. Sometime later the Lord explained that my season at that time had changed and I was witnessing the wind that accompanies the change.. God is awesome! So welcome the change if your season has been hard and tiring embrace it because it is going to look good on you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/9022429361110196580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/9022429361110196580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/9022429361110196580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3LZRk0pjdi519fvVns7zdmlUkY0oMAFLnVPgY3mcfHuLv_-ZOi9owQxQkqQZfFU0hbvsphHwaYj8vuYd-QxROyu56lYB86YBpuxusSbOzI-xSWJWvxahukzjulxokqp_sI3z2i_5JqTYT/s72-c/PhotoChooser-3565f85a-dd13-4adc-81c5-b0fd6e77cf68.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-8943358386567554322</id><published>2014-08-08T04:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-08-08T04:16:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/8943358386567554322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/8943358386567554322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/8943358386567554322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-112938101573563317</id><published>2014-08-06T04:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-08-06T08:04:33.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something From Nothing</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;For the past several months the story and person of Mary Magdalene has been on my heart. My prayer has been to know the love that she had for the Lord to love him from the place she did.

We all love him some more some from a lesser commitment or loyalty. In Luke 8:2 we meet Mary and find out about her life..(2). And certain women, which had been healed of evil spirits and infirmities, Mary  called Magdalene, out of whom went seven devils.

And it states they had infirmities no doubt caused by the demons. It states in scripture that whom much is forgiven they love much. How grateful she must have felt to be rid of those spirits to walk in the light and in total freedom.

Only Jesus can stop and see the condition of his creation and have such love and compassion. There is just something when he turns to look at you. How can we not love him? Can you imagine how she felt coming out of the darkness into the countence of his marvelous light and the first thing she saw was his beautiful face reaching down to pick her up! Oh thank you Lord!!! She feel instantly IN love with this God man Jesus..

She became a strong follower and helper to him and his ministry. The world has tried to pervert this story but it is to be expected because so many do not know this kind of love. In other scripture she brought the alabaster box of oil and anointed him for burial giving him all that she could the very best thing she gave to him HER PRAISE!

I want to walk in that same love and graditude and loyalty to him because only HE deserves it. What a love story.    &lt;/div&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/112938101573563317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/something-from-nothing_6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/112938101573563317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/112938101573563317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/08/something-from-nothing_6.html' title='Something From Nothing'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-7891016111269883419</id><published>2014-07-28T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-07-28T07:21:31.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP BITING ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&#39;ltr&#39;&gt;Galatians 5:14-15&lt;br&gt;These verses say alot we are to love our neighbors&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;as ourselves. But to many love only themselves. So totally disregard the feelings of all around them because it is all about them. And that is a lie of the enemy it is ALL ABOUT JESUS and always will be.&lt;br&gt;It goes on to say take heed that you do not bite and devour each other meaning talking against and destroying with our mouths. As a minister of the gospel it is my call to bring as many into HIS amazing love and presence that will follow. To encourage build up not tear down HE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;loves us all the same no one more than the other. We all are flawed and scarred vessels some wear more scars than the other no one is perfect and we will miss it from time to time. It is not hard to say I AM SORRY if you offend someone meaning to or not. By what measure you give out good or bad will be poured back onto you.&lt;br&gt;FORGIVE the wrongs we all have been wronged so GOD can forgive us. We will all disagree on things but lets agree to disagree and walk in love towards each other. GOD IS LOVE!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blessings&lt;br&gt;Debra&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/7891016111269883419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/stop-biting-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/7891016111269883419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/7891016111269883419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/stop-biting-me.html' title='STOP BITING ME!'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-2517854817776682517</id><published>2014-07-26T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-07-26T15:49:12.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&#39;ltr&#39;&gt;Trying to figure out how to post to my blog from email has taken awhile lol. At 2am this morning I finally found out how and it was under my nose the whole time. Thank you Jesus for pointing it out lol.&lt;br&gt;My computer crashed back in March and I was devastated I did everything on it all my music that I loved was gone :( It took a couple of months to get a phone and God is faithful when we call upon him.&lt;br&gt;With no radio other than in my car I learned to empaphase but I think the Lord was showing me that true worship is in spirit and in truth.&lt;br&gt;So I have spent countless hours just singing in the spirit and the Lord has given me prophetic songs. He truly makes a way where there is no way. Now I have to learn how to add pictures and that is another post HA!&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/2517854817776682517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/its-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/2517854817776682517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/2517854817776682517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/its-me.html' title='It&#39;s Me'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-7277896249959029967</id><published>2014-07-10T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-07-10T08:38:44.615-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Awesome"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tears.widow"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was reading  Luke 7:11-15 this morning. Jesus raised the widows son from the dead. When we are down to nothing God is up to something! The word says that when he saw her weeping he was moved with compassion for her and whoever thinks that God is not moved by tears don&#39;t know him like I do. What an awesome God..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/7277896249959029967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/was-reading-luke-711-15-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/7277896249959029967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/7277896249959029967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/was-reading-luke-711-15-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-3037726608356444180</id><published>2014-07-08T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-07-08T08:47:26.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing God</title><content type='html'>People will fail you everyday but GOD never will. His love endures forever HIS grace new every morning.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/3037726608356444180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/amazing-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/3037726608356444180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/3037726608356444180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/07/amazing-god.html' title='Amazing God'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-1086622340240457693</id><published>2014-06-02T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-06-02T23:07:54.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPECTATION</title><content type='html'>This season of my life has been long and at times overwhelming. The last two weeks the enemy has really tried to discourage me to the point of wanting to give up and do what I want to do. But I am smarter than that :) So many people lose their victory by giving up when the pressure is really on. We all get weary in the faith does not matter who you are we get weary! I was having a drama moment with the Lord asking why me when Lord is my turn and just being a brat and pouting. The Lord has such an awesome way of shutting me up lol He gave me this scripture.. Psalms 62:5 My soul wait thou only upon God For my expectation is from him. Then he asked me &quot;What are you expecting&quot;? I was speechless for a moment and I thought about everything that is in my heart that I desire has been placed there by God who already knows the outcome. Those things that are in our hearts and we feel like it is impossible to ever do it was placed there by God. We can choose to forget it or we can wait on the Lord Expecting to see him bring it to pass in our lives. I said all that to say this we should all live in EXPECTATION and obedience to God and knowing that we will accomplish all that he has given us to do and wait upon him.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/feeds/1086622340240457693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/06/expectation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/1086622340240457693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759386552069633729/posts/default/1086622340240457693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debrastreasure.blogspot.com/2014/06/expectation.html' title='EXPECTATION'/><author><name>Debra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564567928356779667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnn7Ytyg4OhIO6boeC-4hj_RgKgdxi1d_3FUDaQb6IvsE7N3hk6EzLsdA-N3pKQqL7Ca7PSVNgcnZSXudp3TFybAumQ5mPUSSw26XXr5EnKios14fPebCMyMl2eEUIg/s220/288700781_3405976172982434_6533343617801862920_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759386552069633729.post-4227697651875326635</id><published>2014-03-04T13:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2014-03-04T13:07:51.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Our Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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The best way to stay focused when we re facing trials or times of testing or in&amp;nbsp; season of waiting on the Lord is to remember all the past victories that HE brought us through. As I laid down last night to sleep I was remembering a&amp;nbsp; time in my late husbands life that God brought&amp;nbsp; such an amazing victory in his life.&lt;br /&gt;
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My husband was a hard worker and put his all into his job sometimes to much and did it right and to the book..On a particular job he had he had been on the job for over 14 years and he was transferred to another city to work we sold our home and moved to this city. He had been on this job for about&amp;nbsp; year when I noticed that he was always down when he came home and quite moody.&lt;br /&gt;
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And he would dread to go to work so one afternoon he came in mad as a hornet stating he was going to quit the job he had enough I was in the dark to what was happening so we talked about it and his supervisor was just riding him to no end always finding fault with his work and he would get him in front of the other employees and just belittle my husband and he would rather just quit than to get fired. My suggestion was let God fight your battle so we prayed about it and he decided to stick it out and just see what the Lord would do.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wrote this scripture on a piece of paper and everyday while driving to work he would confess it&lt;br /&gt;
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He spent&amp;nbsp; couple of months confessing and believing while this man just got worse and worse against my husband&amp;nbsp; and one day my husband was called into the BIG guys office the regional manger over North Carolina. My husband called and was in such&amp;nbsp; panic telling me he would be fired he was sure of it..So he went into the meeting and the first thing the man said was do you know why you are here? My husband said he thought so and waited for the gavel to fall&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;BUT GOD!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The manger told my husband that he had in fact called him to his office to fire him by recommendation of his supervisor&amp;nbsp; and then he went on to say but about an hour ago the General manger of Duke Energy came by to talk about YOU because it had gotten to him about all the bad things the man was saying about my husband he knew my husband was a christian and the best worker he had seen in&amp;nbsp; long time. So my husband ws not fired for what the devil meant for harm God turned it for his good. When one person is coming against us telling lies God always has someone telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was later learned and the police were involved my husbands supervisor who was trying so hard to prove my husband bad he was caught embezzling money and equipment from the company and most likely trying to set my husband up for it&amp;nbsp; BUT MY GOD IS ABLE!! He was fired put in jail AND my husband got his job more money a corner office his own truck and gas allowance. God turned it all for his good!!&lt;br /&gt;
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For all the lonely hearts like myself today feeling the loss of our loved one or to whoever is just alone. WE are never alone The Lord told us in his word that he will never leave us nor forsake us he will go with us even until the end of the world. HOW AWESOME IS HE?&lt;br /&gt;
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A number of years ago I was believing God for&amp;nbsp; healing in my body and I had been waiting a couple of years the aliment was getting worse daily.It turned into a season of waiting on the Lord and I was miserable to say the least mad at the world and mad at God my prayers felt as if they never made it past the ceiling.. Being thoroughly irritated one day while praying sobbing and snotting pleading and begging him with no reply I got &lt;b&gt;MAD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yelling up at the ceiling&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;I told him &quot;Do you see&amp;nbsp; me? Do you know who I am? Do you even know my name? And do you know where I live? I stormed out it was&amp;nbsp; very low point for me&amp;nbsp; and please know that Jesus knows exactly how to bust you ;)&amp;nbsp; Some time later we were attending&amp;nbsp; revival meetings and on the last night I was standing in the prayer line not praying just lifting up my hands I could not pray was feeling so forgotten and so forsaken.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Evangelist stopped praying for people walked over to me and said sister the Lord told me to come over here and tell you that &lt;b&gt;&quot;HE KNOWS WHO YOU ARE AND WHERE YOU ARE AT&quot;&lt;/b&gt; The sweetest presence of God came over me just pure liquid love poured over me from my head to my feet.I have had numerous encounters with his love. &lt;b&gt;BE ENCOURAGED TODAY WE ARE NOT ALONE HE HAS US!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Was not long after that encounter that I got my healing it all happened in a weeks time &lt;b&gt;MY GOD IS AWESOME!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The gift of discernment is needed to be in operation in the body more than ever. But sadly it is not many pastors like to talk about it but&amp;nbsp; for some they would not know what it was if it bite them..I totally understand why people don&#39;t go to church most of them are running a circus and label&amp;nbsp; it church when will it stop? Jesus is coming back for his bride who is without spot or blemish.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at a church we had attended for a season. From the first moment sitting down the Holy Spirit began showing me different people and things going on. My gift is discernment when I first realized years ago that it was my gift I was upset and asked God why he gave me that one when he has so many other ones who likes dealing with the devil? But today I bless his holy name for giving me that gift after the years of flowing in it and growing stronger.&lt;br /&gt;
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Discernment is the ability through the gift to know if someone has the Holy Spirit or demonic spirit or just a human spirit. in operation. I can go into any church and within an hour can show you all the &lt;b&gt;FAKERS&lt;/b&gt;.not bragging just boasting in the Lord.my husband would get so mad at me for telling him what I saw in people he would say you are judging them and I would feel so bad. But later he had to come back and tell me I was right about so and so.&lt;br /&gt;
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At our church soon after we opened it a woman and her daughter began to attend&amp;nbsp; and the daughter was severely retarded blind and could not take care of herself she was in the late twenties. From day one something was not right in my spirit about them. The woman was so friendly and seemed eager to learn and worship God. But I was still uneasy about her I would be in the church praying during the day and she would&amp;nbsp; be riding&amp;nbsp; by on ,our prayer night she never showed up.But on our church gatherings she would be the first one there and last to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I began to pray into the uneasiness and ask God about her the Holy Spirit is the best teacher you will ever have.So he instructed me to have people to bring in pictures of someone that was not saved in their families and we would pray over them so this lady brings in a picture of her and her husband when they were young I saw how uneasy she was when she handed it to me. I laid it down on the altar and went back the next day picking up the pictures to begin praying over them I was fasting I shuffled through the pictures and as soon as I looked at her picture and God as my witness when I looked at it a swirly like line went into my eyes and the picture seemed to be alive I threw it down it startled me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I said Lord&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t know what that was but she is out of here I was giving her left foot of fellowship but the Lord said no he was not finished teaching me. I left her picture laying on the altar never picked it back up. So a few days later the woman comes to my house freaked me out big time. I invited her in and as soon as she sat down she started telling me she had been so sick with a high fever and it was my husbands fault he didn&#39;t like her. I was shocked he had never said a word about her he was praying&amp;nbsp; for her.&lt;br /&gt;
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I assured her she was wrong she left I went to my church and hit my knees I was so troubled and the Holy Spirit began to show me her she was a witch sent in by the devil to disrupt the church so it would not prosper there was a coven in that area. He instructed me to go pick up her picture off the altar and look at it&amp;nbsp; which unnerved me yuck! As I looked he said the picture looks alive because there is a spell on it.. I began to repent and apologize to the Lord for placing it on the altar..He said to rebuke it and reverse the curse on it send it back to the sender in Jesus name, when I did it looked like a normal picture. That day happened to be&amp;nbsp; Wednesday so she came to church that night with her daughter and I sat down and spoke to the daughter and she turned and looked at me and it was the coldest and full of hate a demon manifested through her.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I preached and confronted her and let her know she was defeated and I knew what she was up to and the blood of Jesus was against her and all the rest of them she wasted no time leaving.the Holy Spirit showed me that this woman had gave birth to this girl allowing&amp;nbsp; the devil to caused her cervix to slam shut on her head during birth and caused brain damage so demons could manifest through her.. Sounds crazy I know but it is the truth. So if you are uneasy about a person ask the Holy Spirit to show you why you feel that way because the devil goes to church too!&lt;br /&gt;
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chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God 
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 by God in the end times.. He is bringing the grandmothers and 
grandfathers out of the prayer rooms to the fronts lines..  I was 
recently watching a revival service where the Evangelist was speaking of
 in the end times God will use any willing person and as he began to 
pray for the people he came up to a group of women and one was probably 
in her 60&#39;s white haired little grandmother..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He had just been 
telling the crowd that God will use anyone he walked up to this group of
 women to the older lady I saw he hesitate questioning God you going to 
use her?  he paused for the longest time battling what he had just 
prophesied  God had told  him lay hands on her and commission her as an 
Evangelist to lead in revival!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; GO GRANDMA&#39;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I love reading all the prophetic words for the new year&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;they all seem to say the same things ever new year.&lt;b&gt;Change, breakthrough, new job new house and Boaz.&lt;/b&gt; Nothing wrong with any of those looking forward for&amp;nbsp; couple of them myself.. But back in 2013 the Lord spoke to me about 2014 being&amp;nbsp; time of restoration and accountability coming back to his church..&lt;br /&gt;
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He is raising up mothers and fathers who will take their places of authority to hold sons and daughters accountable to God. The church is messed up people doing their own thing and calling it a God thing.&lt;br /&gt;
God is all about everything being done decently and orderly church today is&amp;nbsp; like when I was in school and the teacher left the room and we all went crazy. but the moment the authority came back we all went back to being calm and quiet &lt;br /&gt;
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Ministry doors will open to the called who have been in a season of waiting and who have been through the process. It is going to be a great year!&lt;br /&gt;
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The Bible tells us that we have the power of the word living in our mouths. We speak life or we speak death it is up to us to how we vocalize or confess. I know it is the holidays and everyone is blogging about that but I have a ministers heart and the work of the ministry weighs far greater to me and seeing people won to the kingdom..God is looking for the faithful ones who know that time is short and what we take into the Kingdom to present to God should be more important than anything we accomplish here on earth Eternity is FOREVER!! Here on earth you re only as good as your last good deed,people quickly forget you THE KINGDOM is writing a book about you..&lt;br /&gt;
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I try to only share what the Lord has placed in my heart as I sat the other night in my prayer closet Holy Spirit reminded me of&amp;nbsp; visions I had seen one recently and the other years ago both so similar with the same meaning and what Holy Spirit wanted me to see. Recently as I was praying I was suddenly standing in a hospital room with two elderly women they looked like the same lady one was white haired the other had black hair .They lay side by side the room was identical and a shade divided the beds.As I stood looking from one to the other I asked Holy Spirit what is it that you want me to see? So I looked at the white haired lady again she looked to be in the eighties and she was dying and as I watched her.I saw angels sitting in the chairs around her bed and they were waiting for her to pass so they could escort her to heaven she looked so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have always had a heart for women&#39;s ministry and the Lord uses me to minister to women and as I sat pondering what I had just seen I remembered a vision years go a vision the Lord showed me which was a real eye opener for me. I think I have shared this here before but it is worth being repeated. This particular night it was late and I crawled in the bed beside my husband who was sound asleep and my habit was to watch him for a while to make sure he was breathing then when I saw he was I turned over and went to sleep.this night as soon as I turned onto my left side I began to fall through the bed and into a opening that looked just like a rock pit or tunnel going straight down. I was freaked out and trying to stop myself from falling OH NO I thought am I going to hell did I die!! I was falling at&amp;nbsp; rapid speed and women were falling past me at a far greater speed than I was traveling.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the bottom I could hear like banging and clanging like the sound of a massive gate opening and closing I heard these women when they hit the bottom they would let out the most horrendous blood curdling screams and I knew they would never leave.. I tell you I started repenting&amp;nbsp; going back as far as I could remember in my life.that is the worst fear anyone will ever know that once you hit the bottom and that gate swings open there is no more hope.I began to slow down in that fall and two women just like the dying old ladies these women wore night gowns one had on a white one the other a black one and it was as if they could read my mind all the repenting lol Last thing I remember was telling the Lord I m saved I don&#39;t want to be here and the next second I was back in my bed shaking like a hurricane I grabbed hold of my husband and did not let go..It was months before I could stop hearing those blood curdling screams We choose life or death our Savior was born and laid in&amp;nbsp; manger and died nailed to a tree paying a price for you and me one he did not owe and my prayer is that if you don&#39;t; know him call upon his name and you will be saved.. Choose life!&lt;br /&gt;
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