<?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: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-9079613803552610306</id><updated>2012-01-30T16:29:12.843-06:00</updated><category term='Growth'/><category term='men. God'/><category term='women'/><category term='Houston'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Mentors'/><category term='God'/><category term='Ladies'/><category term='Seasons'/><category term='Selflessness'/><category term='Gospel'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Change'/><category term='Evangelism'/><category term='Events'/><category term='TX'/><category term='covenant'/><category term='Ministerial Calling'/><category term='Rest'/><category term='ISSUES PARENTS FACE'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Maturity'/><category term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>I Have Received My Beauty For Ashes.....</title><subtitle type='html'>Beauty for Ashes International Women's Ministry was birthed as God demonstrated and revealed that He desired to take disappointments, pains and rejections of the past and restore unto us Beauty for Ashes. 
The ministry is on a mission and the journey has definitely begun.  Life has changed for sure but for a greater work.
Please enjoy the blog entries and remember as you read...”There is Beauty Beyond Your Pain”.
Love to you,
“Pastor V”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdoesitreallymeanwhenwesayabba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079613803552610306/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdoesitreallymeanwhenwesayabba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-7602511582737700163</id><published>2011-07-28T16:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:23:45.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran across an interesting article: "Don’t Settle for a Fake Anointing"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.charismamag.com/index.php/fire-in-my-bones/31651-dont-settle-for-a-fake-anointing-#readmore"&gt;Don’t Settle for a Fake Anointing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yJvlM5Sdcgc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-8638389741379230370</id><published>2010-12-29T11:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:02:54.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No  Complaints Here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRuFPJSQeUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0kPeMzvB6qY/s1600/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRuFPJSQeUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0kPeMzvB6qY/s320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556181060528666946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as the countdown to the New Year begins...I cannot lie and say I'm ready for 2010 to go! Why? Because this year was a GRRRREAT! God moved in such ways that it was mind blowing. He moved in me and the work came through with boldness.&lt;br /&gt;Beauty for Ashes IWM's foundation was lain on good ground...the Word of God.  The result was that the favor of God poured like a river. The Fire of the Holy Ghost moved through the House time and time again. &lt;br /&gt;I could pout about the negative events but even those worked out for our good.&lt;br /&gt;God taught me to operate in His love and forgiveness. To Stand even bolder against the wiles of the devil..The in submission to God and resisting the devil..he had to flee the camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have no complaints. There are video clippings, camera shots to prove why.&lt;br /&gt;Women and young women (even guys) were touched by the ministry in some way. Glory to God. You cannot complain when everything you set your hand to do for the Lord prospered. I'm thankful for 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encountered God like a hungry person...my heart chased after Him! God is faithful because he rewarded me with His peace, His love and security. I slept at nights not tossing and turning. My tears were okay because Abba was there.  My prayer life grew in leaps and bounds and so did the manifestation!  Wow..what a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Scripture took flight in our lives. God's voice was clear and ever present. Obedience to Him rocks! There was completion that occurred. Our adoption of the little princess was completed! Glory to God.  We multiplied as well..Our latest addition made her grand entrance (in the car on the freeway)..Ahh we love you M&amp;M..and Gammy's boy turned a Terrific Two! (perhaps that was terrifying two to his Mom). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think God just whispered," This was a foundation now I'm building on it!"Glory to God! I have no complaints. Christ brings completion in our lives.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maturity in Him has caused my perspectives to not shift but change completely. Here is to a God that can make you whole. 2010 will never be forgotten. How could I forget the year I aligned myself completely with God and walked in His perfect will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years to you!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Valencia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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A look at People Pleasing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TBJ7wYTZ5XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6rTr5W960-8/s1600/daf+shots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TBJ7wYTZ5XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6rTr5W960-8/s200/daf+shots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481579767551092082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29And as they departed from Jericho, a great multitude followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 30And, behold, two blind men sitting by the way side, when they heard that Jesus passed by, cried out, saying, Have mercy on us, O Lord, thou son of David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 31And the multitude rebuked them, because they should hold their peace: but they cried the more, saying, Have mercy on us, O Lord, thou son of David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 32And Jesus stood still, and called them, and said, What will ye that I shall do unto you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 33They say unto him, Lord, that our eyes may be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 34So Jesus had compassion on them, and touched their eyes: and immediately their eyes received sight, and they followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here lies a real gem in the Word of God.. Choosing between Christ or the Crowd. The blinded men were faced with a choice. Forgo the healing or simply continue to please others..This can often be hard for someone who struggles with people pleasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd's mentality represents a natural distraction that at some point we all face. &lt;br /&gt;They were more interested in the appearance than the needs of the blind men.&lt;br /&gt;These men apparently needed a miracle and the Anointed one was in their midst.&lt;br /&gt;However, the carnality of the crowd was there as well. The crowd clearly did not understand the ministry of Jesus. If they did they would have scooted the guys up to Jesus. Or perhaps they were trying to be heard first..hmm&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there was a decision the blind men had to make for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Opinions or Christ's gift of a miracle.. Seems like an easy choice but surprisingly sometimes its not.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They knew that Christ was the Son of David and had the power to heal their infirmities. They sought Godly counsel against the carnal counsel of men. They stepped out of the cushioning the crowd can sometime offer to one. The crowd's response to the men indicated that this was a real necessary push for the men. There is no way in that crowd the miracle would have happened for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This miracle was a personal choice for them. It boiled down to a choice Christ or the Crowd. They had to ask themselves will I follow the in crowd, the fad, the trend, or will I stand for Christ and His will for my life. It says in the Word that Christ was sent to heal the sick! Yes these men had to choose.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often are we faced with this type of choice. Do we obey God or do what the flesh says matters most. How often do we ponder,"What will people say if do this thing that God is telling me to do". There are countless battles that were fought unnecessarily with God based on that mentality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People pleasing yields nothing back to us. Sure we may get the pat on the back or maybe not that if we encounter those that are never satisfied. Its not our call to cater to the attitudes or opinions&lt;br /&gt;of others as much as it is for us to follow after, and desire to please God..there will come a place of conflict between the two! Christ or the Crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People pleasing is not fun by any means. It really shuts down who we were called to be in Christ. He called us to be healed and whole.  Not laden with trying to figure out who will be today because we need fleshly validation. That is bondage and it brings you down to naught. Be liberated in Christ to walk whole and have your site restored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applaud the Blind men for choosing Christ. For understanding that pleasing flesh has no true value no real yielded result. They understood that God had more for them. They sought Christ not the Crowd! Wow what maturity. It would have been different if there was a crowd of those praying with them and seeking Christ as well now that's a different story! But this lesson built them up in their faith. It had purpose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose is seen in the last verse.. They after choosing Christ not the Crowd were healed. After being healed the men went on a mission.They followed Christ and there lied their ability to be effective in the Kingdom of God. The men were walking testimonies of God's miraculous healing power to others..Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Shalom,&lt;br /&gt;Prophetess Valencia B. 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Beauty for Ashes IWM's Women's Retreat: "There is Beauty Beyond Pain Retreat.. ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_05j1GY3MI/AAAAAAAAAMM/hWROXdNGK1o/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_05j1GY3MI/AAAAAAAAAMM/hWROXdNGK1o/s200/026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475596009664470210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_04UkfqbmI/AAAAAAAAAME/atdxWxD2PYw/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_04UkfqbmI/AAAAAAAAAME/atdxWxD2PYw/s200/025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475594647997410914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_04CLSj-EI/AAAAAAAAAL8/V-vbxK1EkjI/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_04CLSj-EI/AAAAAAAAAL8/V-vbxK1EkjI/s200/040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475594331993929794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_03rNxEmEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aC36rX8hXyA/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_03rNxEmEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aC36rX8hXyA/s200/038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475593937521776706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_03TYP6tpI/AAAAAAAAALs/k-2T7fOdu4M/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_03TYP6tpI/AAAAAAAAALs/k-2T7fOdu4M/s200/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475593528018646674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_028ne7rvI/AAAAAAAAALk/_NFY7TwoJzs/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_028ne7rvI/AAAAAAAAALk/_NFY7TwoJzs/s200/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475593136971165426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday May 22, 2010 was a monumental moment for Beauty for Ashes IWM. The 1rst retreat of many was held in Houston, Texas. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, "There is Beauty Beyond Your Pain" Women's Retreat was a definite "WOW God!" moment. &lt;br /&gt; The Scripture in IS 61 took flight.. there was present the broken, the wounded and even those that were whole but ready to elevate in the Anointing of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days before the retreat were spent in prayer and fasting before God. There were women around the globe expecting a great move in the retreat. It occurred like a flood!&lt;br /&gt;The enemy should have just be wearied and ready to get back because there were pray warriors on every turn.. We pressed in and laid on the altar before God..ready to serve His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was unity and the love of Christ amongst the appointed  workers for the retreat..we flowed on one accord.. God honored it..He really did.  The laughter in the midst was priceless..We always have some joy in the house at BFA! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husbands were supportive all worked diligently and in unison! Wow again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was fellowship from Elim ministry in Houston,TX.. Joe and Marissa- if your reading I love you so.. thank you is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;Both Joe and Marissa worked side by side from the onset of the retreat until we left the building. Thanks Lord!! for faithful kingdom builders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dancers worked diligently and faithfully to prepare for worshipping God through dance. Countless rehearsing, sacrificing of time.. Thanks Ladies.. You beheld the fruit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The praise and Worship leader prepared to usher us into the Throne Room.. She had a voice of an angel.. Yolks were going to be broken for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cook what can I say.. but Bon Appetite! She prepared the menu worked the plan and it was go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayer team of intercessors went to the grounds to pray rain didn't stop us.. we pressed.. Those grounds were Holy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructors prepared their lessons yielding to the voice of God and obeying.. Wisdom is priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vendors had their awesome works prepared and ready to go! Way to go..God does give us creative ideas to gain wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The administrative staff worked hard to create a beautiful agenda, postcards and gift bags..Creativity is no stranger to the folks at Beauty for Ashes IWM!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decoration team worked to set a table fit for a queen.. see the pics! We are God's best.. nothing less would do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget..Mr. Joe of Pressing Promos that was able to create the beautiful t-shirts in a crunch for time.. and even 7:00 am coffee!! Thanks Mr. Joe!!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The true blessing is this all the long hours of leg work and outpouring was done by under 15 women!!! What a testimony of God's supernatural favor, and how He can empower us through the Holy Ghost!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends it rings so true that We can do all things through Christ which Strengthens Us... Philippians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still saying WOW God!!! See my next blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Beauty for Ashes IWM&apos;s Women&apos;s Retreat: &quot;There is Beauty Beyond Pain Retreat.. ..'/><author><name>Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/S_05j1GY3MI/AAAAAAAAAMM/hWROXdNGK1o/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-5488078672363317028</id><published>2010-02-09T09:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:51:33.883-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selflessness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministerial Calling'/><title type='text'>I'm really busy..but the Call stands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 34 vs 1:&lt;em&gt; I will bless the Lord at all times: his praise [shall] continually [be] in my mouth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times as women with multiple tasks we find ourselves busy..busy and more busy! &lt;br /&gt;Some have to maintain a 9-5 job that demands much more of the 8 hours of pay received. Need I mention those of us who are stay at home moms with what seems like 25 hours of work in a day! Oh my ladies we are busy... &lt;br /&gt;However, now that I have sat on both sides of the fence-workforce/home site.. I came to the reality that both are key places for ministry.&lt;br /&gt;I pondered today just how many business lunches presented opportunities for some form of ministry. Just a kind word of wisdom at the office coffee depot made way for ministering. I reflected on the days that my office was deemed a safe zone for tears to be shed or frustrations voiced.. Yes even then God's will was at work in my life.. &lt;br /&gt;My testimony is a prime example of how even in the little things we can find our Awesome God at work. If we allow Him in he will enter. No matter what walk of life your in.. profoundly God meets you right at that place. If you know that God has called you to build, preach,prophesy,teach,etc.. The pulpit may be afar off in the distance.. but the work is not.. &lt;br /&gt;King David said it best in Psalms 34..He said he would bless the Lord at ALL times... even on the 9-5,the grocery store, the gym,at the nail shop, a school function, Target or Walmart.&lt;br /&gt;Yes all these activities and places present opportunity to share. What are we sharing? Simply the Agape love of God. It's unconditional and transcends barriers,removes the masks we wear. This love gently guides us to a treasured place. One we sometimes are not willing to go..Yes! it's more than worn out extra mile mentality.&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please...The place is called selfless opposite of selfish. Synonym to unselfish. &lt;br /&gt;To reach outside of our own selves. Selflessness is required. No excuses can cover this requirement. Not even if we say,"I'm just not a people's person". That happened to be one of my favorites prior to this revelation. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, God has a knack for creativity. He gives us creative means of reaching out to others. This gives way to the fact that there are no exceptions when one is commissioned by the Father for Kingdom purposes.&lt;br /&gt;When we take on the mind of Christ daily.. the Call is there even up with natural task. The smile, the hug, the sharing of God's word can be done. &lt;br /&gt;So as we continue on in our labor remember the Call of God still stands.&lt;br /&gt;It's a must if we are to live the Kingdom lifestyle God planned for us.&lt;br /&gt;Shalom,&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Valencia Luckett&lt;br /&gt;Beauty For Ashes International Women's Ministry&lt;br /&gt;Houston, Texas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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A Tribute to My Mentor'/><author><name>Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-9105221995410514929</id><published>2009-10-19T12:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:03:22.118-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seasons'/><title type='text'>Leaving the Land of "This and That" and Going To A Place Called "Focused"</title><content type='html'>The past few months have been a time of serious growth for me. I have been in a place that was not familiar to me at all. This place if named would be "This and That". What a funny name you say.. What exactly does that mean?  It was some stuff uprooted and some was planted by God himself.&lt;br /&gt;Biblically it would be likened unto the Wilderness experience that the children of Israel had to go through prior to the Promised Land.  However,  I did want to prolong my ordained time in this place.&lt;br /&gt;I called it ,”This and That” because it seemed like stuff was scattered in the wind like leaves. I found myself baffled..whoahh how did I land here?  “This and That” seemed like a bunch of loose ends. It was uncomfortable for me..I liked having it all together you know! Oh but this place was not governed by me at all.. No, I was led there by the divine handiwork and planning of The Sovereign Lord,God himself.&lt;br /&gt; My conversations with God definitely entailed detailed questions. The funny thing was that God really did not seem to speak to my inquisitive nature but to the future path I was being prepared for. He spoke and commanded self examination. The reigns of my heart were tested like King David.  I found myself encountering issues that required total trust. Yes, I learned how to have total trust in God.  Oh Lord, I whined I want to get out of this place. It's uncomfortable and sometimes lonely here.  &lt;br /&gt;Like a child I really wanted God to be moved by my whining and pouting.  That Didn’t work though..I had to pass this way..through "This and That”.  I literally exhausted myself with trying to make change happen.  &lt;br /&gt;Then one day..God revealed Himself in only the way he could.  He showed me that this place was ordained. I realized all the while.. I was growing up in Him yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Often times we mistakenly think that we reach a plateau in Christ and thereby are unaware that our spiritual growth is ongoing!&lt;br /&gt;God began the uprooting in “This and That”..He instructed there. He breathed fresh oil daily because yesterday's was all gone.   I had my daily bread nothing more and nothing less. My wants seemed out of reach.   My solutions and I stress my solutions..were hopeless and fruitless.  Arghh, I sighed, “What’s a girl to do in this place!!!!!?&lt;br /&gt;Now, as God commands, I'm headed spiritually to the place I've been being prepared for all along. It's called, “Focused".  Even though, it seemed really fuzzy getting there..I was heading somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;This place is where the Ministry that God has ordained for me comes to the forefront. Not for others to be impressed or wooed.  No, this is solely for God's kingdom to be built. It is here that only the people that God ordained to be connected can remain in an active role. The blessing on my life, the covenant with God is fulfilled on my part now. Yes, it's a mature place in Him.  Thanks Lord! &lt;br /&gt;Focused is the place where I am a doer of the Word, however only upon the clear instructions of God. It's a place where the provision I tried to create will now just overtake me. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, it’s a mind blowing place. Focused for me is the place I've desired to be in God for a long time.  The place that bears fruit from the pruned spirit I now possess.&lt;br /&gt;The past seasons of unforgiveness and bitterness have been deemed null and void...No longer active. &lt;br /&gt;God is His infinite Wisdom knew that I had to travel through my “This and That” to let go of baggage and weight.  Now, my growth still goes on but with principles of the Word in place. God does perfect the things that concern me! &lt;br /&gt;Focused is the place God desires for us all. The place where only He can get the Glory for all that will manifest. He works miracles through us and for us in that submissive place. Others benefit from the full manifestation of our matured Spiritual gifts. What a beautiful concept. &lt;br /&gt;I'm loving this place already...Why? because God's love for me led me right here. His timing is not like mine. I knew that 2010 was approaching so I thought,"Oh wow! I'm going to get the promises in 2010.&lt;br /&gt; However, the Most High God informed me as I exited my wilderness - It was not a calendar date but a divine timing... and guess what, “It’s NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Truly Yours in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Valencia Luckett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-4904936522131519664</id><published>2009-10-16T08:36:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:52:18.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCOUNTERING THE AUTHORITY OF GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/StnZOdt10qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZjIqA8-1hpA/s1600-h/Desert+Landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/StnZOdt10qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZjIqA8-1hpA/s200/Desert+Landscape.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393580871271174818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2nd Kings 5, Naaman’s story gives a revelation that there are issues that require submission to God’s authority.These issues are those that are pressing and over bearing on our human nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaman was described as a man who was in great authority and had position.  He had favor with royalty. His name was on guest lists for the greatest events. He was in fact a man that today would be described as having a life worth living.  However, despite this he had an issue that nothing he had or no one he knew could resolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commander Naaman had leprosy. He had an issue that only God, the Father could cure.  He unwisely thought his authority was what required to command the Almighty God to move.  Oh Naaman, someone should have told you more about the Most High God. The God that moves in His infinite power and wisdom.  They should have explained that what was required of you was your submission and obedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Naaman, he was truly lost. Then God did something that could have been perceived by Naaman as pure foolishness and a waste of his valuable time. He traveled to see the Man of God, Elisha and was met by a servant. It was not fit for this war hero to encounter a servant! His stature was to open doors.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, God had to put things in perspective for Naaman. He revealed Himself as Jehovah, as El Elyon.  This great man of earthly stature was introduced to an Authority greater than his. He was introduced to the God of Israel. Naaman was being taught a lesson on submission and obedience. The underlying issue Naaman had was arrogance and God had a cure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submission requires us to yield to God’s authority and render our selves powerless without Him. Life will take us before the Throne of the Almighty. And there we will bow.  It’s in the submissive places that we encounter the sovereignty of God. His might, His power and His dominion.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is a choice.  Naaman, first choice was to refuse and rebel. He was going to walk away from His miracle out of arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The servant instructed Naaman to go and dip in the dirty and muddy Jordan River. He shared that then Naaman would be healed.  Submission is not contingent upon how conducive or logical a situation may be. It is &lt;br /&gt; required as well as obedience. There are no exceptions, no comfortable places for the flesh to reign. Naaman just had to submit and obey God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally grasped the concept that God’s authority is unique and not able to be contorted by man’s viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;Naaman you must submit here to receive the miracle or you die in your arrogance. Wow, what a black and white situation. There were no gray areas. God did not budge. He would not go against His word not even for Naaman the great war hero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God requires us to be willing and obedient.  Naaman is a perfect example of our ability to choose to obey and submit.&lt;br /&gt;Naaman’s arrogance was an equal issue to the illness.  He had to rid himself of himself.  We want what the miracle will yield but will not adhere to God’s instructions.&lt;br /&gt; God does speak still today. He does heal still today. He does work miracles still today.  We are able to witness the fullness of God’s  peace in our lives if we submit to His will. The Word of God promises us that there is a reward for what is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;!-- End Bravenet Traffic Exchange Code --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079613803552610306-4904936522131519664?l=whatdoesitreallymeanwhenwesayabba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatdoesitreallymeanwhenwesayabba.blogspot.com/feeds/4904936522131519664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079613803552610306&amp;postID=4904936522131519664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079613803552610306/posts/default/4904936522131519664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079613803552610306/posts/default/4904936522131519664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatdoesitreallymeanwhenwesayabba.blogspot.com/2009/10/encountering-authority-of-god.html' title='ENCOUNTERING THE AUTHORITY OF GOD'/><author><name>Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/StnZOdt10qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZjIqA8-1hpA/s72-c/Desert+Landscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-8432241605339007371</id><published>2009-08-19T16:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:54:36.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone time with the Lord that is there....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Sox0ktYocxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZX7wCae5kq4/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Sox0ktYocxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZX7wCae5kq4/s200/Sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371796629553181458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my alone time with God. He has blessed me to be a stay at home mom and housewife. I am able to work in the ministry as well. However, the beauty of this is unfolding to me. I have freedom to worship God.&lt;br /&gt;In certain seasons, I always had a case file that demanded attention or computer assignments. I loved my career as a social worker. It was exhausting but I really loved being an advocate for others. &lt;br /&gt;However, God shifted my focus.  Now I am a fulltime kingdom builder.  I am able to spend quiet moments alone with God.  It is awesome.   He reveals himself and His heart to me.  His thoughts towards us are truly good thoughts.  He has prospered me.  Thanks Lord for meeting all my needs as I obey your Word.&lt;br /&gt;In worship, I find peace.  I am able to draw nigh to God. For a moment, I became a busy bodied person during the day- jetting here and there. Now, I have been redirected back to alone time in the throne room. I have learned balancing home and ministry can be done in the Anointing.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself asking,"How am I going to accomplish the long list of tasks. The laundry, cleaning, errands, ministry, school volunteering for the kids and let us not forget I have a toddler! Sort of reminded me of "Lions and Tigers and Bears oh my!&lt;br /&gt;Well now in this season I have arrived at the answer- I am alone with God. Everything else balances out now. I am able to intercede and still catch the dust bunnies. I love it when God embraces me.  Alone time with God is not to be taken lightly. So many people live in vicious cycles of confusion and mayhem.  It is awesome to know that the God of order is waiting for us to be alone in His presence &lt;br /&gt;I challenge anyone that seems to have a real hectic schedule going at present- take a moment and get alone with God. He will reveal Himself to you.  Come out of the chaos and mayhem and get alone with God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH: The Lord that is there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Valencia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-5976815698571996882</id><published>2009-04-20T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:42:09.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, this is a really messy situation... and from it a miracle came forth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SezN0ny3FsI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GjHub3k_X-Q/s1600-h/pray-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SezN0ny3FsI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GjHub3k_X-Q/s200/pray-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326858763191654082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pondered on the blog title one of my favorite women in the Bible came to mind. Hannah (ISamuel 1-2). Hannah received a miracle. Her barren womb was opened and she not only bore a prophet of God (Samuel) but had other children as well. Yes it was a miracle. But as you look back Hannah had a not so pretty start. The road to the miracle caused her pain, there had to be anguish. In fact the pain was so penetrating that Elkanah's (her husband) double portion, overflow of love and preferred attention did not fulfill her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No this pain took her to the altar, it caused her to supplicate before the Living God.  The altar became her communing place with God. A place that defined yet changed her broken state. I'm sure as she prayed she wanted the miracle but her flesh said How God can a miracle come forth and this life I'm living is a mess. How God when my status has been downgraded to that of the barren woman, the woman who cannot fulfill what she was ordained to do. This mess was not because she did something wrong- it just happened. There was no willful disobedience, rebellion no Hannah was in fact an innocent woman. And surely this was not because God has a lack of love for her. Her name means grace/favored. So this led me to believe this barrenness was a part of a process that called for promises of God and would ultimately lead to a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times in ministry we hit this same point or state of mind as Hannah. It may not be a physical child but it could be a ministerial assignment, a commissioned work by the Father. Many may not openly say it but they murmur and cry out to God in a barren state of mind or spirit. Crying out for the living water to flow through. Wondering where the funding will come from for the work. Not realizing that because He called you- Hannah it shall be done. Her name meant favor even though her circumstance did not depict it- God called her favored. Now who wins circumstances or the Lord of Host? There are times when the enemy will bear down on your spirit and attempt to get you off balanced or out of focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penninnah, the other wife of Elkanah was on her job! She provoked Hannah, irritated her to no end. Oh my goodness she flaunted her societal status as a proof that Hannah's life was indeed a hopelessly messy situation. She was a constant reminder that a miracle was not possible. Hmm.. did she not realize that God will use your enemy as a footstool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penninnah's attitude worked an irritant. However, she was instrumental in Hannah taking the step of faith to the altar. She served to push her right out of the mess into a miraculous realm. As a result, Hannah was processed. The brokenness at the altar propelled her,it got God's attention. He moved on her behalf. The womb was opened. Spiritually she was prepared to give birth to a promise of God. She was stepping into the perfect will of God for her life. God openly displayed his character in full array. He opened her womb, gave her a male child, a prophet at that. He did not stop there she had more than one child. Sounds likes God to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God worked through what could very well be perceived as a messy uncomfortable situation for Hannah. He took her from a mess to a miracle. His divine timing and intervention are indeed supernatural. God is in fact the God that is there. He moves by His spirit and brings order to chaos. Hannah was a willing vessel. A weeping vessel of prayer. She pushed pass her fleshly barrenness and poured out her spirit at the altar. She was positioned herself for the move of God. Yes, God speaks audibly but he also speaks by His movement. He breathe the breath of life on her womb. It opened and she became fruitful. Hannah was not defined by the mess however by her namesake. God fulfilled her birthright. The same to the born again believer. He fulfills His promises. Not just with material goods but with His peace, His protection, His love etc. So yes though the road to your miracle looks long and rocky-God is still working a miracle in the midst.&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Pastor V&lt;br /&gt;God's Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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The gifts and outpouring are still coming...'/><author><name>Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SeqaI_r2I-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/FeY_EoVNdeE/s72-c/m_4eeafe92dc4b4cd1b0a00bb4b45268e4%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-8074389774783665403</id><published>2009-04-18T13:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:25:53.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to My 40th Birthday- Oh! It's a New Thing for Sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SeogbH9GYBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IX4wleFRqxk/s1600-h/m_6abe458d7458439dbdda54bf2f884d96%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SeogbH9GYBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IX4wleFRqxk/s320/m_6abe458d7458439dbdda54bf2f884d96%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326105159682908178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay God this is mind blowing just rethinking over this week. &lt;br /&gt;I left off at Sunday which by the way the Sunday dinner was scrumptious and delicious. Scrumplicious perhaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I went on an all expense paid trip to New Orleans. My 91 year old great aunt passed away the previous week. I was very close to her and wanted badly to be there for her children and our other family members. I remember sobbing to God and asking for a door to open. Well.. it did. I was able to pay my final respects, start closure and also celebrate a life well lived. My family was able to meet my grandchild for the first time. We ate so much we popped. Seafood, Creole cuisine, Homemade deserts, even birthday cake! Oh and I cannot forget my uncle's secret barbecue recipe put in full effect. My children from the youngest to the oldest had a blast. I had no expenses yet the red carpet was rolled out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh it does not stop there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday: &lt;/strong&gt;: My friends Pastor Manuel Mukes and Pastor Tanika Mukes were used by God to bless my socks off - literally. Visit the couple @ &lt;a href="http:://www.myspace.com/tmukes"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/tmukes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For almost two years I had a desire of my heart. This desire was delayed but not denied. When I had funds I chose to wait patiently if the funds were allotted for a need. But God. when He does a thing it's seems like the wait was for a moment. The Mukes blessed me with a brand new, fully loaded &lt;strong&gt;Laptop&lt;/strong&gt; /it's black and shiny, has a web cam, awesome graphics, litescribe- I can make professional DVDs.. I cried, I danced before the Lord on the spot, I hi-fived God . I was speechless. The blessings of God overtook me. I publicly speak blessings back into their lives. This laptop will be key to my ministerial duties. Can't go around the globe by plane on a desktop. I'm still smiling and praising Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: I started working out with Zeeda. We walked, we laughed, we ministered to one another. God your awesome. I love being in ministry full time. You've blessed me to be around genuine Women of God that desire to be in Your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: Worked out again, did a good workout- even worked up a sweat. God spoke so profoundly it blessed my soul. Got to cuddle with my hubby- thanks God for his Prophetic gifting. It's a blessing to the Body of Christ. Had a wonderful conversation with my Mother-In Law. We laughed about a lot. My sister hinted at giving me her older Mercedes.. oh! whew He is really overtaking me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; My friend Keita sponsored a catering dinner at her home. She cooked this delicious food and people put orders in for the plates. Her deserts included Turtle brownies, Chocolate cake etc. The food was divine. She blessed me with a gift plate and a brownie. God just does not stop. True prophecy is key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; Informed that I have a big throwdown 40th party in the making. I cannot wait. But most of all the biggest blessing today is that I know Him, He knows me and together we are one. At 40 it is awesome to recognize and adhere to the Lordship of Jesus Christ. It is awesome to recieve the reward of total obedience. &lt;br /&gt;God is faithful to his children. Lord thank you for the gift of birth- new birth in the Spirit. Watch out devil- the Anointing in me has been unleashed&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God has sent the latter day rain and I'm in the midst of the out pour.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Abba thank you! This day would be nothing without Your loving kindness. The beauty is that our relationship was established before the manifestations. I loved you in my night seasons, in my teary moments, my losses. You've carried me in Your arms and because of it- I can truly celebrate this moment.&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Pastor V&lt;br /&gt;God's Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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What a Week... the Road to my 40th Birthday'/><author><name>Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SeoXYnQrTYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/maOg44Bu3h8/s72-c/m_4eeafe92dc4b4cd1b0a00bb4b45268e4%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-2017413485514838801</id><published>2009-02-05T09:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:11:01.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing your Purpose puts your Pain in Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SYsPgV7UUgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3bo69cPMCA/s1600-h/1-20-2009+11%3B44%3B49+AM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SYsPgV7UUgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3bo69cPMCA/s320/1-20-2009+11%3B44%3B49+AM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299346434847691266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Jabez was more honorable than his brothers. His mother had named him Jabez, [c] saying, "I gave birth to him in pain." 10 Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, "Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain." And God granted his request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the two scripture verses above and received a profound revelation about purpose and pain. Jabez was named as a memorial to his mother's pain. She had to look at him daily and call his name. I'm sure she would wince at the thought of the pain. However, the Word says he was more honorable than his siblings. So I'm sure that even though his birth caused pain this erased it for his mother. She had to smile with pride to see the hand of God on her son's life. She had to say he was worth the struggle of child birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to the ministry God has given me I can relate. I have experienced painful incidents in my life. Oh! there is a list: sexual abuse, domestic violence, divorce, rejection, competitive jealousy, backbiting and on and on. This was true pain. It was unbearable at times. However, in the midst I was called preach the Gospel. God had need of me for His Glory. He revealed my purpose in the midst of the pain. Yes, it's true He healed me. However, the reminder of the pain did not leave. Why? Because it was my testament to the awesomeness of God. My testament that all things worked together for my good because I'm called according to His purpose. Now I know I'm called to be Prophet, a Pastor, an Evangelist and a Teacher the pain makes sense. I do not glory in experiencing the pain, but I give God the glory for how he used it to birth Beauty for Ashes International Women's Ministry. I give him the glory for how my pain did not destroy me; but because of it I got to know God as my Abba, my friend that stuck closer than a brother. To the readers of this blog entry allow God to call you out of your pain. He will propel you into your purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Jabez cried out to God to remove the pain he carried. The key thing is he cried out! He looked outside of his pain and keyed into his purpose. I agree that there is a higher place that you get in God. It is where you say this pain will no longer fester like an infection. You get determined to step into your healed place, your God give purposed place. It is there that ministries are birth, visions come to pass, relationships with God matures, and others are helped to see their purpose. &lt;br /&gt;I urge all those who have suffered painstaking moments or seasons in life- Cry out to the Living God to embrace your purpose. There's someone that needs to know that despite the pain the purpose God has for them is greater.&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that you allow God to reach into your painful place and place you directly into your purposed path&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Valencia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SWzmPQLpmMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zXnPgIvIRag/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-3058861566152078108</id><published>2009-01-05T10:31:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:56:08.503-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ISSUES PARENTS FACE'/><title type='text'>Now that's what a miracle looks like!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SWJldCtddJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4fEeasGY8uI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SWJldCtddJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4fEeasGY8uI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287900462104540306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! 2008 was filled with the fulfillment of the promises of God. My grandson, D'Anthony Allen Young was born on November 1, 2008. He's an angel sent from Heaven. Calm spirited yet firm when it's feeding time! Several moments flashed through my heart the first time I held him. I remembered the painstaking moment that my husband, my daughter and myself learned she would become a parent. It hurt, it was discomforting- not my baby, Lord I cried bitterly. I wept many days and some nights I laid awake worrying that the my little girl (though she was 18) was not ready for this level in life. I remember feeling like I wanted yell and kick the anger out of my heart. This was not the plan we discussed, not a path we were to walk. The pregnancy was challenging, my daughter experienced preterm labor, constant morning sickness, she was weak and feeble, frightened by the changes in her body and mind. This hurt as a mother,I did what I knew to do. This was a spiritual journey, not a time to wallow in the fleshy places. So I would like to share this with someone who maybe experiencing this situation&lt;br /&gt; 1. I reminded her of the unconditional love of God. I along with my husband worked to dispel a spirit of condemnation. &lt;br /&gt;2. We showed the love of Christ, self had to get out of the way. After all, we were preparing to receive a miracle not a mess! A prophet was coming to our house! How blessed are we. &lt;br /&gt;3. I embraced and began to operate in what I call the ministry of presence. I made myself available for concerns she had, fears, questions, tears and of course Ultrasounds- he was a cutie even in the womb. I taught, shared and walked by my baby girl's side assuring her that God was with her and would never leave her. &lt;br /&gt;4. Prayer and open communication with the Father when the emotional pain struck- and it did. I had Godly friends that ministered to us and helped us through. &lt;br /&gt;5. I remembered that God was in a Covenant relationship with not only me but my seed and my seed's seed. So D'Anthony's life was covered before he was formed in his mother's womb- God is awesome &lt;br /&gt;6. We just outright loved on her- pedicures, lunch with my sister and I, nursery decorating etc.. &lt;br /&gt;7. We did not condone the act but refused to bring condemnation to mother or child. There was no way the devil was going to develop a pattern of low self esteem/worth in this girl's life. &lt;br /&gt;8.The foundation was set, I not only confessed the Word in her life- I introduced her to the Word. Although, she may have strayed there has to be a return to the Word in this lifetime. God is faithful, His Word is set and through Christ it was fulfilled- so who am I to believe otherwise! &lt;br /&gt;Now as I hold my littlest angel in the house- I smile and am reminded of the Father's love, protection and miracle working power. God kept him in the womb, he's a cuddle bear, loves to coo, laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt; He is a daily reminder that God gives Beauty for Ashes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So publicly to my grandson I say,"I love you D'Anthony you have added to my life in a way only God could orchestrate". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SWJldCtddJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4fEeasGY8uI/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-163592488509299219</id><published>2008-10-23T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:20:47.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW DIRECTION ORCHESTRATED BY GOD HIMSELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SQCkTYGqtTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mAph0ZZedQg/s1600-h/path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SQCkTYGqtTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mAph0ZZedQg/s320/path.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260385017563624754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I've blogged. So much has transpired in my life. These events have not been things that I'm familiar with or even skilled in. I had no mastery in these areas.  It has been totally unfamiliar territory for this kid.&lt;br /&gt; I’ve been in the position likened unto that of a swaddled newborn totally dependant on God as my Lord.  Whew! It has been a long process to arrive at that wonderful place.  If I would have known it was such a wonderful place my fears and holdbacks would have been put in check.  &lt;br /&gt;It is true that I have had a personal relationship with God for quite some time; but this year the relationship took a turn for the better.  It was like a dancing with stars move: &lt;br /&gt; I   stepped into my place, got out of God's way and am gliding to my destiny. &lt;br /&gt;Recently, God has expressed His desire for me to return home- you see I went MIA into a little place called the “Rat race or the workforce”.  God shared that its’ now time for me to do this His way. He did ask, “Valencia, would you like to try my plan? - Your plan is not really working that well. He is ever the gentleman!  &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’m headed out of the rat race I ran for 19 years - the workforce. True, this is personal and not God’s plan for every woman’s life.  But this girl has a different assignment!   Now to some people it might not seem like such a major step. But for me it’s MAJOR! My job was my security as a frightened divorcee with a 3 year old little girl to raise alone.  It was an avenue when my dear hubby was severely injured and couldn’t work.  It was my chance to work with abused children, build better families.  I’m like Isaiah, this king Uzziah is dead. I see the glory of the LORD and its’ filling my temple.   &lt;br /&gt;I've embraced the fact that I need to totally trust God.  I’m also realizing that God’s plan for me is unique and that we all really do have to abide where we are called. Some are assigned to that area others to another. We are not clones but God’s exquisite creations. &lt;br /&gt;Now that God has set His plan in motion. I'm gearing up for change. &lt;br /&gt;I pondered today on this journey I've traveled. It's been rough, rocky, sometime unfamiliar but for my good.  The tears, the laughter, the utter confusion at times, the 11:59 faith confessions have all been blended together like a cake.  God was pulling to this place, he was ushering me into my next level&lt;br /&gt;The fulltime ministry that is being birth in me is nearing... I know it just as sure as I know my name.  &lt;br /&gt;As I discovered in my quiet hours with God this new direction is like a masterpiece being unveiled.  It’s exquisite. It’s divinely orchestrated by a Master builder. &lt;br /&gt; I am so excited about a new direction for several reasons: &lt;br /&gt;First, it's an awesome experience to totally obey God and reap the reward of obedience.&lt;br /&gt;Second, ministry is my passion and I'm being released to operate fully in my calling&lt;br /&gt; Thirdly, it’s comforting to know that God heard my, “I’m tired Lord cries”.  My world was skewed- areas collided, overlapped.  I sometimes worked through weekends with my children crying to go out for a day of relaxation.  Balance is a powerful asset.  I often felt like the hamster on the wheel- spinning and spinning burning energy but with no true end result of the success I had hope to achieve.  My success is in totally obeying the will of God for my life.  My prosperity, my wholeness is in totally obeying the will of God for my life. I can see now like the boy Elijah prayed to God about. I see it in the spirit realm and it doesn’t at all look like what is before me in the natural.  &lt;br /&gt;Along this path, wisdom has played a key role.  I have connected with powerful women of God, not with their names in bright lights but those that chose to obey God and answer the call.   Thanks Lord for true divine connections.  So as I gear up for this journey I know that I’m headed in a new direction! A path led by God himself. My steps are being ordered by God. I’m not walking in the counsel of the ungodly or in the path of generational curses/hindrances.  I am walking this one under divine leadership and guidance. &lt;br /&gt; I don't know everything I'll face but I’m assured.  My assurance is that my Father is well pleased with his daughter. &lt;br /&gt; The Almighty, All knowing God is in action. He’s on the move in my life.  Now whom or what shall I fear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SQCkTYGqtTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mAph0ZZedQg/s72-c/path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-4684214677816729501</id><published>2008-08-04T10:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:39:31.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When I think about His Love for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SJc-k9wKk5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0jiKugo1ea0/s1600-h/th_tulipu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SJc-k9wKk5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0jiKugo1ea0/s320/th_tulipu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230718296986915730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with God is ever changing and growing to new levels daily. He moves and speaks in such a definitive manner- it's mind blowing! God has an authority that takes precedence over my earthly situations and my human emotions. &lt;br /&gt;His love for me is undying and unconditional. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I just really wanted to take a moment and publicly acknowldege my love for Him. He has a tenderness that embraces me in my rough spots. He has the sternness that a Father would with a sometimes disobedient child. His correction though it hurts the flesh is so needed in the spirit realm. His reproof never comes without purpose. He really has good thoughts towards me. God desires to give me His best not the counterfeit the enemy has for me. &lt;br /&gt;When I look at my calling to ministry- again I'm reminded that God is a Master planner and builder. His Holy Spirit works 24/7 to get me to the place God ordained. He orchestrated my life like a well composed note. Even my pains, the abuse and the suffering have a purpose in my ministry. Thanks, God for your planning skills- you are a great architect. In Isaiah 61, His word clearly declares that I was commissioned to build the Kingdom. I love how God speaks through His Word and acts out on His Word. &lt;br /&gt;His Agape (unconditional love) is so awesome that my human mind/senses really cannot comprehend it fully. That is why there is such a need to be filled with the Holy Spirit. He is a ever present help, a guide, a comforter. He speaks to us what the Father speaks. What an awesome gift. I can think of several times where I would have been in serious trouble had not the Holy Spirit forewarned me or guided me on a different route. The enemy probably hates that he cannot do "sneak attacks on God's chosen vessels" Thanks again Father.&lt;br /&gt;The unconditional love of God is something to really take a moment and give Him praise for! It encompasses every area of your life. It embraces the believer and even the unbeliever. His love surpasses that of a natural person. It unmeasurable and everlasting- now that's something to shout about. &lt;br /&gt;Blogger readers please excuse me for one moment - there's a praise bubbling in my spirit- SHABACH! SHABACH! &lt;br /&gt;I issue a dare to the readers of this blog- If you know about the unconditional love of God or have experienced it- Go ahead and Shabach Him- He's worthy, He's Awesome, He's your Redeemer, He's your Healer, He's your Provider- Your Prince of Peace- Your God who is strong and mighty in battle- He is a Lion from the Tribe of Judah- Oh praise Him today- declare the works of the Lord in your life- Praise Him- He loves your unconditionally and there's nothing the enemy can do about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SFFYGbF6IAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yIPAQOJ837I/s72-c/clrclimber1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-2567081030199621362</id><published>2008-06-10T00:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:52:46.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A shout out to my best friend, My husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SE4Y06lXwBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XhIZ4Wq1um4/s1600-h/white+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SE4Y06lXwBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XhIZ4Wq1um4/s320/white+people.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210129116272508946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love marriage! No not the wedding gown, glamour and glitz. That was wonderful but those are now just memories. However there is a substance to my marriage that is far more than superficial. We're best buds. I enjoy the friendship I have with my husband. We can laugh and cry together. We celebrate our victories and weather the storms of life together. I still find his eyes dreamy- watch out McDreamy! &lt;br /&gt;He's my confidant, my shoulder to lean on, my prayer partner. He will rebuke me when needed! Can you imagine that? He has got to be a patient man- one who stands firmly on the Word of God. &lt;br /&gt;My husband is a family oriented man; and is not ashamed that God has taught him to be a godly father. &lt;br /&gt;My husband is a man of character, a man of God - he's got some real Boaz like qualities. True in the beginning of our marriage I did not really understand how God was processing him, preparing him for such an Anointed ministry. He has a word of fire in his belly. Tony is a true prophet of the Living God. I have seen him refuse to sell out to the enemy. He has refused to denounce his calling as a prophet to fit in. I admire that about him. &lt;br /&gt;This past weekend my heart beamed with pride. My hubby was featured as a guest on the Powerful Living podcast that I co host with Prophetess Queen Esther Phillips. He spoke so eloquently. This man is awesome. He gave a word to fathers regarding their sons. He spoke about so many topics that have been stereotyped as "to emotional for real men". Well, the prophet went there! &lt;br /&gt;His responses were so powerful and so needed in the body at this time. He encouraged men that it's okay to cry, it's okay to hug your sons and kiss them. Tony shared that this display of emotion does not alter your masculinity. As a matter of fact, it is a means of showing the love and compassion of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;As God is propelling him into the office of a pastor there are changes.&lt;br /&gt; I see the hunger for the lost on a new level, the patience, the closer walk with the Father (he refers to him as Abba). &lt;br /&gt;I think of my friend and I smile. He has pressed through and is standing on the promises God made to him. No one is able to shake him-he is determined to be obedient. Doors have opened for ministry- the right doors. As he walks through, I'm honored to be there. I'm cheering him on in the spirit. God calls him friend and so do I.&lt;br /&gt;I love you honey, Go forth and preach the Word of the True and Living God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SE4Y06lXwBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XhIZ4Wq1um4/s72-c/white+people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-7074994509221280837</id><published>2008-05-05T09:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:33:26.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned..The value of  Discernment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SB8nt0pJ_XI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bi9zRyBkvmE/s1600-h/bwschool.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/SB8nt0pJ_XI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bi9zRyBkvmE/s200/bwschool.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196916163187703154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 10:13................................................................................ &lt;br /&gt;In the lips of him that hath discernment wisdom is found; But a rod is for the back of him that is void of understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has gives us the gift of discernment. As an intercessor, I tend to be sensitive and sometimes get information that in my flesh I want to shun or ignore. Sometimes God speaks and shares someones flaws. My flesh can be judgemental, and a bit harsh at times. Even critical. It presents a battle with the Spirit of God. Growth and yielding are key. &lt;br /&gt;Spiritually, My growth has continued now that I've learned the importance of seeking God's instruction on what to do- Lord do I pray, do I prophesy or do I simply take it as life lesson learned. Boy when I don't it could be a catastrophe &lt;br /&gt;I love the growth that is taking place in my walk with God. My ministry as it unfolds pushes me places I may have put a do not enter sign on but discernment says, "Oh yes you are going there- but for a purpose"-- growth..&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer take an arrogant stance of my ever popular flesh response, "Oh well that's their problem"&lt;br /&gt;As it is sharpened my discernment allows me to know when I'm dealing with a friend or foe. It teaches me to draw a line in the sand between the two. It puts the brakes on old manner of handling situations, and presents God's manner of solving.&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That's not an easy one. My flesh will sometimes try to fix something or stay somewhere when God says leave it alone and move forward. Or it will try to make me move away when God says, "Stay still for a moment".&lt;br /&gt;Discernment helps you to understand that there are closed doors even those you would love to keep open. However, the Father's thoughts are higher than ours- He sees the bigger picture. He designs my paths in life not me. I am reminded that He is the Creator, I'm the creation. &lt;br /&gt;Discernment is key in ministry. In times past failing to adhere to discernment has put me in places and situations where I now see I had no business. It put people in my life that really had no place. No matter if my tender heart says I just want to help- emotions can really get you in trouble. Discernment pushes you beyond what you were taught and moves you into God's upbringing. &lt;br /&gt;For example,I grew up in a what I consider a fairly well off family, my parents and grandparents were always taking care of someone in one way or another. They fed others., they provided shelter etc.. Well.. I took on the same altruistic nature. However, altruism is nice but if God has not ordained it oh! oh!. I allowed my emotions to distract me and by doing so I opened my home and heart to the enemy- and by continuing to operate in that- the enemy was preceding to attempt at destroying my family, my finances and my character. This was a very valuable lesson learned about the value of discernment. Not operating in discernment opened doors for the enemy to hang around. &lt;br /&gt;Not utilizing discernment causes a loss of focus. It serves as a barrier, a hindrance. &lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned. Not adhering to discernment and leaning on my emotions caused undue pain and stress. I can blame no other person for the results. &lt;br /&gt;But today, I give God the glory! I have learned a valuable life changing lesson. &lt;br /&gt;Using discernment puts a stop to pondering things in hindsight, "Oh if I would have just .. or Wow I wish I knew I would have.. &lt;br /&gt;True there are situations that God purposes for your growth. However, there are times when He warns or tells us to take heed. When those times occur, my prayer for myself and others is that we do just that. Listen, then operate not the reverse! Wisdom really is the principle thing&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;Prophetess Valencia B. 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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R8WZ7G-7otI/AAAAAAAAAEw/t4hwvvVFboE/s72-c/th_7oaksseedling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-8357564081656058240</id><published>2008-02-26T11:51:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:54:30.401-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I'm Thankful ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R8RoKW-7osI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jWJ7j7nOC20/s1600-h/peach-flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R8RoKW-7osI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jWJ7j7nOC20/s320/peach-flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171372799305687746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful today that I clearly hear and know the voice of God. Today I refuse to operate or think out of my pain of the past. If I did I would trust no one and be absorbed in anger. I would lash out and be geared to fight if I lived in my past.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for deliverance and wholeness. My thoughts are now lined up with the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that I walk with my Father. Today, I am surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses in heavenly places. I am a stronger person today. My level of growth is increasing; I now understand that the pain of unwarranted rejection does not have to destroy me as a person. I'm still God's own, He loves me still, and I’m his daughter! &lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned, point taken God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows the type of heart I have. Not guilty of using others or seeking to gain anything from others. I'm thankful that I'm not a cold and calculated person nor am I a user. I am sincere and very sensitive. I consider others and not just my own needs/desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year was rough- it hurt and I needed restoration and ministering to. He knows what the depths of my pain were this past year. This past year put me in a new place. Roles were reversed. I was accustomed to constantly giving of myself to others and now needed to receive ministering to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to get so frustrated when people falsely accused me of something I know I did not do-or my intention were misunderstood; but God will validate. I'm thankful that God is growing me up in this area. I'm thankful that I know and hold fast to the truth, not the pain, nor the anger, nor the hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God himself had to walk me through this transition. He ministered to me.&lt;br /&gt;God kept me in what seemed like the darkest hours of my ministry and my life. &lt;br /&gt;It was time ordained for healing. It's important to get full directions from the Father and know His voice, know His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to recognize when others are trying to truly help and are not looking for something in return. I also have learned there are those that do the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been valuable for me to appreciate the gifts in others; and not keep them afar because of someone else’s actions in the past. It's a place I'm thankful for- a place of growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the true friends that God placed in my life to minister to me. My true friends went to the Father on my behalf; and stepped outside of their own needs. There were moments when I would smile and my heart was broken. They understood little things -like how hard it was for me to now say a simple word like goodbye. After losing 7 relatives and one friend, it took on a negative connotation. I no longer liked to say goodbye because it was associated with pain. God’s still working with me on that one!&lt;br /&gt;Somehow they patiently labored with me, didn't gossip or judge, or lash out in my mishaps. They understood what season I was in at those moments. Their prayers helped pull me through. Thank you, Lord for Spirit filled prayer warriors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to be able to walk victoriously in my Father's anointing. I'm can stare the enemy down and say,” You cannot take up residency in this camp and I mean it". My tears are not my meat, the Word of God is. My friends are with me in prayer and I hold them dear. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going where God leads -not where my own will says I should go. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lord for valued lessons learned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R78yMW-7orI/AAAAAAAAAEg/equBOs8Md1A/s72-c/th_books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-1809602105767210938</id><published>2008-02-12T12:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:02:19.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty of Restoration......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R7HtF2-7oqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yB_bzFlNmaI/s1600-h/imageswood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R7HtF2-7oqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yB_bzFlNmaI/s200/imageswood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166170932485268130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. &lt;br /&gt; 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, &lt;br /&gt;       he leads me beside quiet waters, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3 he restores my soul. &lt;br /&gt;       He guides me in paths of righteousness &lt;br /&gt;       for his name's sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a buzz of busyiness at our home. We are preparing to put our house up for sale. For the past two weeks we have been clearing out, packing etc. I took on the task of restoring the woodwork in the house! The woodwork began to look worn and faded. It did'nt quite look the same as when we bought the house so many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;However, I remembered how it looked when we were perspective buyers, the cabinetry was gorgeous.  With this in mind, I began to refinishing and restore the wood. The beauty began to return as I polished. I stopped and admired the product's ability to restore the cabinets' beauty. &lt;br /&gt;This reminded me of the 23rd Psalm. The Father desires to restore our souls. He beckons us into a quiet place with him. A place beyond the outer courts. A place where worshipping God will bring you.  &lt;br /&gt;While in this place, God ministers to your soul, he refreshes it. It is there that he brings out your beauty. He speaks life, he lifts your burdens that have worn you down. He unlocks the chains of your past that keep you bound. He delivers in that place. He cleanes us with the living waters of the Anointing.     &lt;br /&gt;As the psalmist writes when God restores you he guides you to a righteous path; or a God ordained place. He takes the reigns in your life because he knows the beauty that lies beneath the pain, the anguish, the tears. The Father knows. Our souls are of a high importance to him.  He paid a dear price that no other man dared to do.  Why? because he had the eye of a Restorer, a Reedemer! &lt;br /&gt;Just like the worn wood, now looks anew- your soul can be restored. Your joy and peace can be restored. God desires to lead you to the Throne Room, onto the potter's wheel. He desires your wholeness. The Father wants to give you beauty for ashes...&lt;br /&gt;Prayer:&lt;br /&gt;Father I pray for those whose souls are wearied and worn. Those that have beat down by the pressures of this life.  Restore them O Lord, let them know that their Reedemer lives and loves them. Let them know that you can give them beauty for ashes.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;Prophetess Valencia Luckett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R7HtF2-7oqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yB_bzFlNmaI/s72-c/imageswood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-6234776336952632505</id><published>2008-02-04T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T16:11:09.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How I made it through my pain.............</title><content type='html'>There is no greater Love.. Than that of the Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that God has an immeasurable amount of love and patience with his children. I'm also convinced that he has walked me through the dark times in my life where I was fainthearted and wearied. He nursed me back to health to a healing place in him. I made it because HE lives on the inside of me. I am stronger because He is the Almighty God. He gave me water for my thirst, food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;My life has been a living testament to this fact. I had a what I call an ideal childhood, grew up in a home with two loving parents, a close knit extended family and a good solid educational background, opportunities for travel and I was the youngest child in the home!(we are unique) I had a lot of friends. Growing up in New Orleans was a real treat.  Wow God is awesome!Thanks Lord for a good life..&lt;br /&gt;However, in my short course of life there are things I experienced that were not so pleasant, not so memorable. That made me question if God really cared about me.&lt;br /&gt;I've experienced pain: the pain of divorce, illness, the near death of my own child, loved ones who have passed on. One of the greatest times of trial in my life came to a head last year. It was the pain of losing both of my beloved parents by age 38- that's far too young in my mind. My father who appeared healthy to me died suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This pain pushed me into a place where man could not reach me. It pushed me to a place where I could not cry but simply moan or stare out into the heavens looking for answers. It pushed me away from others who had not a clue as to what I was experiencing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spirit man knew what I needed. I needed God, the father and in time would need his healing. But just at that moment I had to go through the pain to get to healing.&lt;br /&gt;This pain pushed me into the Master's arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me realize that God is the final authority on my faith. He controls my destiny not me. Not the plans I wrote 10 years ago which looked like a "to do list for my life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It reminded me of his gentle nature; he nursed me with his Word. His presence was food for my wearied soul. Sometimes my tears would fall internally but God reminded me that he had them in a bottle. He knew my sorrow; he knew my anger and frustration at losing not just my daddy but my friend. God knew that I felt my world crashing around me and was walking like a newborn colt on wobbly legs. He carried me in Worship; he cradled me at night when my tears were my meat. I've had times where I physically did not have the strength to walk but called on the name of the Lord our God and he healed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No matter what I've been through good or bad- God never left me. He was there for me. He walked with me, carried me, celebrated with me, scolded me at times; and always reminded me of His love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who have experienced or are currently experiencing the pain of loss be encouraged.  God has your heart in his hand. He knows its delicate state and will care for it accordingly. He will under gird you with his strength and empower you for the victory that lies ahead. Don't give up; anchor yourself not in the flesh but in the Spirit of the Living God. God knows that in you lies the spirit of a conqueror.  The Word of God is not cliche, it comes to life off of those pages when your in aplace that seems like you cannot make another day- look to Him for comfort, cry out Abba, he will answer your call.  There's no game or gimmicks to the healing God brings to the wearied, it's real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed&lt;br /&gt;Prophetess Valencia Luckett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-4499889080592966205</id><published>2008-01-10T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T15:45:36.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A path for believers in 2008...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R4aQFFBqAzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EaUEhoTyeK4/s1600-h/path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R4aQFFBqAzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EaUEhoTyeK4/s320/path.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153965240494981938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make no secret of hearing from my Heavenly Father. I'll share with readers what God shared with me..... From the heart...............&lt;br /&gt;He knows that this is a year of New Beginnings for the Body of Christ but there are some foundational matters that cannot be ignored. He wants the believer to be whole ( that what true prosperity is) He desires for us to obtain his promises this year as we walk in obedience to his Word. God desires for us to operate in the principles that are found from Genesis to Revelations. Not just a touch of the anointing but an outpouring is required. We need to be absorbed in him. Meshed with him so that we hear from him daily. This will be a year of New beginnings but not as defined by things or people- however, only by God's Perfect Will for our lives. So please stop, take heed and listen for the voice of God this year. Don't operate in your own will or ideas- use his their foolproof, perfected. Let wisdom be the principle thing this year. Follow the directives of God- he desires to be the center of our lives. He is the very core of our daily walk in this life. &lt;br /&gt;If I had to sum it up I would say God just wants us to draw closer to him as any Father would their child. In being closer we will learn more about his character that we may know we were truly created in his image. We will develop a hunger for righteousness and not for the things of this world. Celebration is at hand for those that obey and are willing to release their own way of doing things. The wilderness experience though ordained was not meant to tarry for an eternity. There's a path this year laid before us.. We have to chose which one we'll travel. the God ordained path for 2008 or the one your flesh can create which will get you..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal Prayer for the Body of Christ: Lord let believers this year say with our hearts and minds: "Hear am I Lord hearkening unto your voice". Let there be a desire to know and operate in your Will. Lord help us to achieve the goals you have laid before us . Let the Ministries you have placed in us not lie dormant any longer. Father orchestrate divine connections that will propel us to further the Gospel around the world. Let no assignment big or little go undone. &lt;br /&gt;Let our homes and personal lives including our financial state be in divine order. Make plain this year your financial plan for the believer. &lt;br /&gt;Let your servants of the Gospel preach that your are the True and Living God. Let us operate according to the unction of the Holy Ghost not our own beliefs and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R4aQFFBqAzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EaUEhoTyeK4/s72-c/path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-8460250436032738228</id><published>2007-12-27T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:58:13.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>17 years of preparation..... Happy 18th Birthday, Dari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R3QstFBqAyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aOcceec-I9U/s1600-h/390024727_e4841de1ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R3QstFBqAyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aOcceec-I9U/s320/390024727_e4841de1ed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148789426946179874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a former single parent, I want to personally Thank the Father for keeping my daugther and I over the last 17 years. We've had storms in our lives that seemed like CAT&gt; 5 hurricanes. We have had laughter and tears in our relationship. There's been frustration and relief. Healing took place, lots of playfulness. Tea parties, kisses applied to hurts, hugs, words of wisdom( although she probably thought of it as nagging). Major losses and gain as well.  All helped to form a plateau, a foundation if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But there are some deeper matters I had to search out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girl is rapidly approaching her 18th birthday- Wow! I cannot believe that my baby is hitting a major milestone. I know I prepared her in the natural but wait- did I prepare her spiritually? I've had to consider all things when I searched this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to reflect back over the years. I found out that yes I taught her the biblical principles outlined for us in the word, yes I showed her the love of Christ, and how to walk by faith and not by sight. I taught her to share with others, to give beyond her needs. To reach the lost through evangelism. How to lay hands on the sick and tormented that they may be healed. She knows how to pray, fast and supplicate unto the Lord. She's knows to tell the enemy he has no authority and mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I taught her to stand in the midst of a storm and not waiver. My daughter knows that God's angels have charge over her. God promised her safety and protection. She knows that life is filled with ups and downs but God remains stable in all things. The word Mama packs a powerful punch in her life. You see I was single parent. Even in my first marriage I faced the task of rearing her alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enemy tried to show the negatives like the times I've said things I should not have, done things I should not have, wrong responses:) Things that are a part of our human nature.&lt;br /&gt;He tried to imply she'll recreate the generational curses and not step into generational blessings. &lt;br /&gt;He tried to steal God's glory in this occasion. Not going to happen, Devil- you lose- she's God's own. I will not walk in condemnation and neither will she. Here's the revelation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait Lord, are my errors indicative of the fact I failed at proper parenting? A resounding No came back. If you had not the capacity to plunder, fall and outright mess stuff up then there would be no need for Salvation, forgiveness and unconditional love. Where would the testament of my loving kindness fit? Ah..Thanks ABBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I get it Lord- it's in my imperfection she saw you and my need for you in our lives! She did not see me wallow in sin but come to repentance. She saw me trust that you were a forgiving God. She saw me operating in the principles your son set on Calvary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm excited- my baby will know that God loves her unconditionally, she will know that he is a Redeemer, A healer, a friend. Thank You Lord for making me a Living Testimony. She will know you provided for us in dark times. What a keepsake. What a legacy to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we're good to go- come on 18 we're ready for what you have in store. God will get the glory for the process he started 17 years ago in our lives. She will be more than a conqueror, a butterfly blossomed, a virtuous woman of God. I'm convinced that he that began a good work in her life will not stop until its' perfected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday Sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;Love Momma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Happy 18th Birthday, Dari'/><author><name>Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R3QstFBqAyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aOcceec-I9U/s72-c/390024727_e4841de1ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-2540648471358377562</id><published>2007-11-22T07:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:02:20.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Memories to Be Treasured</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R0WXJ6SM2bI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tJEaOXhBOXA/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/R0WXJ6SM2bI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tJEaOXhBOXA/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135677146606131634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child I grew up in New Orleans, a place known for cultural connectivity, food and festivities. There is a strong sense of family even those that were not really related bonded together in a neighborhood. I have fond memories of my family's Thanksgiving Day traditions. The preparation for the holiday by my Grandmothers, my parents and aunts was almost as much fun as the actual holiday. We cruised through the isles of the local grocery stores - yes plural! They had to have the right ingredients for that Creole food- mmm.. Gumbo, Large Baskets of fruit, Walnuts, Stuffed Oyster Patties, Stuffed Mirlitons, Glazed Ham, and of course a Crown Roast and tadahhh the Turkey. There's nothing like a New Orleans Creole Style Thanksgiving. There were key players in making the event special. I just wanted to reflect on them today and whisper Thanks to ABBA for my great cloud of witnesses that are cheering me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am an adult I understand that even as a little girl observing and "helping in the kitchen" legacies were being created. Rich treasures of the heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tot(my grandmother) took the time to share her recipes and how our traditions were born. She shared that having family was something to be thankful for everyday. My grandmother was a faith filled woman- she had a personal relationship with the Father that carried her through the storms of life and brought her into a peaceful place. She has smile that would warm the coldest of hearts. I loved to just hold her or lay my head on her chest. Her hugs assured me that all was well. She believed that we were more than conquerors and a prayer life was a must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Momma, there are so many words to describe her but I'll just chose -The love of Christ. We sometimes had Thanksgiving dinner hosted at our house. That was fun and interesting. It created a buzz of housework, closet cleaning, curtains being changed, and chandeliers dusted, I don't think Like that part as a child. I just wanted the food and fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen would be filled aromas that would capture you. My sister and I wanted to be the samplers:) The morning of Thanksgiving we started off with a prayer and breakfast. I loved to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade with my sleepy parents and older sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She like her mother had a personality that never really knew a stranger. My momma &lt;br /&gt;would allow me to wear an apron too even though it reached the floor. I was glued to her side and followed her around intently. She didn't mind she embraced it. It was an excellent way to keep a close watch on me- I was quite the busybody in the family.&lt;br /&gt;I would intently listen and watch the masterpieces being created. However, on occasion I would veer off and make my own creation - My mom would clap but probably thought now what in the world is this little girl doing! My momma always saw the best in us, and encouraged us that the extra mile was always worth the trip. She was affectionate and playful. She was a teacher and it was what she did best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was an evangelist- she extended Salvation and hope to the lost. She ministered to others willingly. Therefore, our house was a house of laughter and celebration on Thanksgiving. Friends and family would gather there was standing room only.&lt;br /&gt;I can remember being perched on a high back chair while my mother whisked around the kitchen, taught life lessons and still managed to pull off a kiss to my forehead. She amazed me at times. Working mom, wife,PTA meetings, Ministry and a terminal illness- she shared that God was the strength of her life, her friend, and Comforter. He supplied her needs according to his riches in glory through Christ Jesus. She never would give another God's credit.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Momma! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy prepared the house, he along with my sister and I polished the flatware. I thought we were wealthy because it seemed like the table settings were for royalty. My grandparents china graced the table, crystal glassware, mini china settings for the little ones. It was a day fit for a Queen. Thanks Daddy, it meant so much to me.&lt;br /&gt; Hmm..my daddy, what other words describe him- My hero. He was a keeper! Full of love, laughter, and wisdom. He strongly believed in family and unity. He was not a learned man educationally, but wow was he wise. He lived his life for my sister and I. My father had two jobs but seemed to find energy for a tea party, or a game of Tag.&lt;br /&gt;We were buddies. I will admit I am a Daddy's Girl to the fullest. I was his littlest friend as he put it. I loved to sit on my Daddy's lap in my favorite all in one pj's and watch the Macy's parade. Despite the fact he may have worked all night he was up like clockwork. It was our tradition. My sister complained- she was eight years older than me but still watched the parade with one eye open. My daddy seemed to love the idea of having people over for a Thanksgiving feast. He made special preparations to the lawn, the house- a regular Mr. fix it. He greeted our guest with a welcoming smile, handshakes hugs and kisses. He like my mother never met a stranger. The feast was available to all. He taught me the importance of giving to others, helping and just how much one hug can mean to someone. Saying I love you was a daily action, not just on special occasions. Kisses on my forehead were not just reserved for bedtime, but anytime one was needed. It represented a "It's going to be alright" The same assurance God has given me now that my parents and Tot have passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, Father I thank you for my parents and my grandmother. They invested rich deposits into my natural and spiritual man. They trained me up in the way I should have gone. When I veered off course they guided me back to a safe place in you. Lord thank you for the legacy of love this Thanksgiving. Thanks for allowing me to come to the understanding that to have the quality time was for more important than the quantity of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all readers and their families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst..my children and I our gearing up for prayer, food and of course the Macy's Parade!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/RzxkNaSM2aI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bO067IXaXoY/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-6438865702972893140</id><published>2007-11-06T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T09:58:45.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait until I tell you this!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/RzCO6Ev6vHI/AAAAAAAAADs/zaVH1xUFxPw/s1600-h/ministry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/RzCO6Ev6vHI/AAAAAAAAADs/zaVH1xUFxPw/s320/ministry.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129757103933275250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 1 vs.1- 4 (King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;1That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, of the Word of life; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2(For the life was manifested, and we have seen it, and bear witness, and shew unto you that eternal life, which was with the Father, and was manifested unto us;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3That which we have seen and heard declare we unto you, that ye also may have fellowship with us: and truly our fellowship is with the Father, and with his Son Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4And these things write we unto you, that your joy may be full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scripture found in 1 John 1 vs.1-4 reminds of the times as I child I had exciting news to share with my best friend. I could not wait to see her at school the next morning, I would have a huge smile and eyes brightened as I told her my great news. &lt;br /&gt;Well here in the scripture John is excited as he shares that he actually witnessed the Word of God take form. He witnessed the Christ- the Living Word of God. Not only did he witness this he saw miracles wrought. WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is so excited about this you can almost feel the excitement as you read the verses. We, like John should have the same enthusiasm as we witness to others about the Living God, The Holy Ghost, The Lamb of God who took away the sins of the world. Why should we keep him a secret? Is he not worthy of our boastings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reflected further, I discovered that John was not just sharing this with other believers. I think it was a call for evangelize the lost. He discussed how he wanted others to just have the opportunity to experience a Walk with God. A relationship with ABBA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of several occasions where I shared a testimony of what God meant to me with a person who just had a blank stare. It was an opportunity to introduce Christ, to minister the Gospel of truth. I have learned that all of our conversations about God cannot just be shared with those of the same family of faith. Sometimes,like John we have to go outside - into the highways and byways to reach those that are lost. We are commissioned to evangelize the Gospel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ reminds us in his word that if we be ashamed of him before men, he will then be ashamed before his Father on our behalf. So why not spread the Joy of the Gospel- someones miracle could be in your testimony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer: Father, help us today to be effective and enthusiastic witnesses of the Gospel. Let us look beyond our traditional circle of friends, loved ones and go after the lost. So that they too may have an opportunity to experience the Joy of Salvation. Father, let our lights shine brightly before all men that they may have a living testimony of your presence in our lives. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFLECTION: How far outside of my social/religious circles will I travel to evangelize a lost soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what manner will I speak of God and his wondrous works when I evangelize?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/RzCO6Ev6vHI/AAAAAAAAADs/zaVH1xUFxPw/s72-c/ministry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-3122414557177748162</id><published>2007-11-02T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:14:07.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW MUCH IS IT WORTH TO YOU?</title><content type='html'>That's because I had to have  a Spiritual surgery. It was just what my doctor ordered.&lt;br /&gt;God had to perform Open Heart surgery. It wasn't that I was evil or stone hearted. No, I had a different heart condition. I was wounded, broken hearted. We have all seen patients like this- smiling on the outside and possessing aching pain from the inside out. &lt;br /&gt;Whew! It was a tough surgery,painful memories, bumps, bruises, tears,more tears, , anger, frustrations etc. The toxins had to go before my light went out. &lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm healed God gave me a thought on this topic:"How Much is it Worth to You?&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;IT&lt;/strong&gt; being your deliverance and healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Ghost brought to my remembrance the Woman with the issue of Blood.(Mark 5 vs 24-34)&lt;br /&gt;It  should causes us to examine just how important God's healing is in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to press her way to her healing while carrying her issue. She couldn't put it down. It was a part of her, daily reminders of the issue plagued her body and mind! She had to overcome the physical, social and mental anguish of having such a painful issue. But she had to want wholeness badly. Her spirit man had to ask her natural man are you seriously ready? An internal battle probably ensued. She had a series of hurdles to make it over-all while bowed over in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in my state of this serious, spiritually threatening condition, I had to face the ultimate truth ? How much would I be willing to go through to get it? Could I face the pain one more time, could I allow God in to heal the buried hurts? How much was it worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her case, it was the crowd, the risk of being stigmatized in her culture, the risk of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;What is it in your case,What will you have to go through when you decide How much it's worth to you? Here are some of my painstaking realizations I came to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In my pain I arrived at the conclusion that I was okay, I could manage all the while my hurt festered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I could risk others knowing me in a transparent state- should I risk the exposure? What will people say! I'm a woman of the cloth, a chosen vessel how could it be? The questioned presented itself again"How much is this worth to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This pain and I were roommates, it abides with me daily, poking it's ugly head out at in opportune times - like when someone tried to befriend me and I pulled away because past mistrust and rejection. No way! but yet I ended up back at "How much is it worth? and can my heart make another day in this sickly state? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like the woman with the issue of blood agreed to press. I was ready to fight the good fight of faith. Ready to press to the mark of the prize of the high calling of Jesus the Christ. Ready to rise from my pain and possess my healing. It was worth all the world to me to be whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't' be fooled I had to go through some things, generational curses, attitudes and thoughts to press my way to the Master Surgeon and Healer. I had to revisit the pain of divorce I ran from in the past, tucked away hurts, old wounds, the lies folk told on me in my innocence. I had to press past the scornful looks of hypocrites. I came eye to eye with my abusers of the past. I had to be like the woman and keep whispering, "If I could but touch the hem of Jesus' garment". Some days when the pain seemed overbearing, I could only say, "Jesus" or moan.&lt;br /&gt;That's how much it was worth- I wanted my deliverance and no devil in hell or out was going to stop the move of God in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her press the woman was not just walking along singing and laughing. She was going through misery and fighting to possess faith . I could relate to that press.&lt;br /&gt;I had a yearning, my tears were sent up to the Father for help, I bowed my head and the angels uplifted my weary arms toward heaven for help! ABBA knew How much it was worth to his precious daughter. He saw the diamond in the rough! He saw my beauty beneath the ashes of my pain. He beckoned me to press through, to keep believing in His Word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to really understand how much her deliverance was worth to her please examine the makeup of the multitude that was present ( or the crowd if you will).&lt;br /&gt;She wanted her deliverance so bad the woman with the issue of blood pressed pass the crowd of naysayers and negative spirits, religiousness and wrongdoings.It was worth so much to her. My healing was worth the same. How much is your healing worth? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I realized how much it was worth I sought the Lord for my healing and in return he spoke. Just as he said to the woman in Mark 5 vs.34 Daughter thy faith had made thee whole. Now go in peace( meaning you will have continual healing). Today, Jesus the Anointed One is saying it to you and I alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters,make up in your Mind and Spirit that it's (your deliverance) worth all of that and more. You cannot live without the healing of God if your wounded. Go For It, Don't Let Go until you possess the Healing God has in store for you. Refuse to remain buried beneath ash- Rise up and possess the Beauty that comes with Wholeness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your mark, Get ready , Get set and.......GO! Get in the Press!! You can make it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prophetess Valencia B. 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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-8870081932497272947</id><published>2007-10-11T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:26:52.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A TRUE DISPLAY OF LOVE.........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Rw5TZdRNJNI/AAAAAAAAADc/fj52NFtiYbA/s1600-h/1173319292o379EH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120121523185460434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Rw5TZdRNJNI/AAAAAAAAADc/fj52NFtiYbA/s400/1173319292o379EH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God instructed me to do a different type of blog entry today: In obedience, I said "Yes". Here we go...................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: For I was an hungered, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me. Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungered, and fed [thee]? or thirsty, and gave [thee] drink? When saw we thee a stranger, and took [thee] in? or naked, and clothed [thee]? Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee? And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done [it] unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done [it] unto me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Matthew 25:34-40 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I am aware that I will encounter several different people. People from all different walks of life. Some maybe rich others poor. Some may be in need of a divine healing despite their well put together appearance. There may even be someone whose life is ending in what seems to be the blinking of an eye. It could be a new Christian just beginning their walk with Christ. Oh my!it could even be a person who I personally find irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally reflected back to the various encounters where people were hungered and begged for money, food or may have needed a hug. Truthfully, at times I scoffed at what I thought was a scheme or a gimmick. Other times, I may have rushed past the need for hugs with a half smile probably mumbling about something that now seems less important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I was moved by compassion to give outside of myself and would go above and beyond . This scripture challenged me to reassess my actions -good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a babe in Christ, I thought that my conditional giving met God's approval. God reminded me in this scripture passage to be mindful of such an arrogant attitude. He challenged me to a different thought pattern. One based on his heart, not my human mind. God challenges us in this Matthew 25 vs34-40 to possess Unconditional or Agape love for our brothers and sisters. He takes it a step further in that he reminds us that in doing these acts we are reaching out to people created in his likeness. Howbeit, that we have the opportunity to touch God by reaching one another- yet we still operate selfishly and refuse to render aid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visits to the sick may not take away illness but will administer the love of Christ to the patient. Feeding the hungry with natural foods may only sustain them with a meal for a day; but the Agape love shown in the act will satisfy their soul's hunger. Clothing will at times receive wear and tear; but a warm coat coupled with the warmth of the Holy Ghost's presence will make a lasting robe of joy. Shelter from a rainstorm maybe fleeting, but introducing Christ to someone in the midst of life's storms leaves an everlasting dwelling place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you go through your day, please reflect back on this scripture. In the opening verse, Christ reminds us that there is a reward for us in Heavenly places. Reach out to those in need,show the love of Christ to someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection: When I encounter others can I put my agenda aside for a moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father help me today to show your unconditional love to someone placed in my path. Allow me to be your witness of Love to them today. Let them know Father that though we live in what is perceived to be dying world your Resurrecting power lives on through your witnesses. Strengthen our hands to reach out and minister effectively to the needs others. AMEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Rw5TZdRNJNI/AAAAAAAAADc/fj52NFtiYbA/s72-c/1173319292o379EH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-461409127576234601</id><published>2007-10-05T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:18:35.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NEW FOUND BEAUTY OF SEASONAL CHANGES....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Rw0wt2nJkzI/AAAAAAAAADU/zL2JlccsnKU/s1600-h/th_images-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119801915702088498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Rw0wt2nJkzI/AAAAAAAAADU/zL2JlccsnKU/s400/th_images-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning after worship I was taken back to various seasons in my walk with Christ. I realized that in each season change took place in what seemed like a twinkling of an eye. I've learned from those times that God is Sovereign and reigns majestically over my destiny. Lately, I have had changes that seemed minor and some appeared drastic. Both types took me into yet another new place in Christ. A higher place in worship stemmed from those changes. I am now faced with the changing of yet another season. But it looks, sounds and feels very different. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, my way of thinking, my way of ministering, my way of dealing with people has changed. The key word- My. As I vowed to answer my ministerial calling - I also vowed to make Christ my Lord and Savior. This is a place we speak of but usually stubbornly refuse to embrace. Well, I decided to embrace his Lordship and because of it- some people and places are no longer a part of my life. They are now in a past season,although their imprint in my life will still exist. As my season change takes place I've realized that there are also people the enemy attempted to use for my demise. However, God is the Master Designer of my destined path. He has a blueprint drawn up for each of my seasons in this life. So- Nah! Devil you lose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this new season, I'm carrying with me my healing from past hurts, wisdom, knowledge and definitely &lt;em&gt;faith with works.&lt;/em&gt; This season is unlike pastimes where I lugged pain around with me. It's no wonder in those times I seemed weighed down with unnecessary burdens and unfounded frustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beauty of my new season is flavored with the joy of the Lord. My hand is now set to the plow for Family of Love Ministries. The vision is yet for an appointed time. My time is now! All my yesterday seasons, are just that in the past. I cannot carry burdens when God specifically asked that I cast my cares on him. I decree that in this season of change the provisions of the Father are ready to be issued to me, God's chosen vessel, his daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I've learned the beauty of a seasonal change I'm ready to journey to my new place in Him. The place where my assurance lies. The place where my provision dwells. The place where I can seek the Heart of God not just his hand. The place where only those assigned to assist with the vision can dwell with me. I thought I would feel alone in this season, but I'm not God has prepared others to walk with and under gird us in this season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/Rw0wt2nJkzI/AAAAAAAAADU/zL2JlccsnKU/s72-c/th_images-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-2530397545482878517</id><published>2007-10-03T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T13:38:16.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE JOY OF KNOWING HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/RwPkOGnJksI/AAAAAAAAACY/unvPdn1zECE/s1600-h/2309789383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117184532567134914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/RwPkOGnJksI/AAAAAAAAACY/unvPdn1zECE/s320/2309789383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To: My littlest angel, Heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;! HEAVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning God and I spoke about Heaven and the joy that comes with knowing Heaven. Not Heaven as in our eternal destination; but our little godchild- the youngest of the bunch. Heaven is 13 months old and is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cuddly. She's a cutie in her own right! Okay, I'm just a little biased, but she really is adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven came to live with us at 2 months of age. Her mother entrusted her in our care. Each aspect of this bears the signature of GOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God shared that he would be a father to the fatherless and a mother to the motherless. He chose Tony and I to be his representation in Heaven's life. We are blessed because of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven is a funny outgoing child. She likes to celebrate with uplifted arms and has gleefulness in her claps. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. she appears to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;praiser&lt;/span&gt;. Heaven is an example to us, despite the rough course of her little life she still gives God praise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven loves to shower us with wet kisses and loves to snuggle  in a blanket. She lies securely in my arms and rest. Sort of what God wants us to do when the storms of life arise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. Heaven, I smile when I think of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pseudo&lt;/span&gt; temper tantrums when she' s got to have whatever it is- we don't give in because we know whats best for her. God shared that this is like our relationship with him. He closes some doors because it is simply not best for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While caring for Heaven and meeting her needs I've learned more about Agape love. Unconditional love. She may never understand the totality of what we did, or the sacrifice but hopefully will recognize it was a matter of the heart. Reminding me of Calvary and Christ's decision to die for us. Who would have thought by one selfless act another could gain eternal life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby is a joy. She helped me to better understand the barrenness I felt after a life changing surgery and serious ministerial hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven gave me hope that God still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fulfills&lt;/span&gt; his promises, he is still the giver of life and joy. He gives Beauty for Ashes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She opened up areas that I shut away in my barren state and said that's it -I'm locking this emotional attachment stuff up!! No one will enter here again. However, Heaven just like God has an uncanny way of getting in the cracks and crevices, finding little objects that the naked eye can't see, making you smile, and touching your heart. Oh The joy of knowing Heaven! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; trade it for the world. She is outright angelic - you'll see just  take one look at that smiling face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ninah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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Luckett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17994759293311806072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/TRJBNusUwQI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZjtUFju-Puc/S220/loveyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9chYLISGLBQ/RwPkOGnJksI/AAAAAAAAACY/unvPdn1zECE/s72-c/2309789383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079613803552610306.post-55130882091206337</id><published>2007-10-02T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:01:40.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Materials for the House of the  True and Living God -</title><content type='html'>This morning God spoke to me in a such a way I knew it was time for a Daddy/Daughter heart to heart.Lately, I've been dealing with some things that could impact the ministry vision God gave me. Today God cleared the fog and shared that my husband and I are to build but he gave specifics on how to build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church of ACTS is a blueprint for the body today. God compiled the works of the disciples and their followers in this great book. There were the operation of all the five fold ministry areas. WOW! what a church. Is it just for the days of old-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nooooo&lt;/span&gt;!It's for us today that have been charged to feed God's sheep. God is so awesome in his instruction and timing. Just when I thought I was off course or maybe sidetracked, held back etc GOD said "NO you're in my rightful place for you. WOW AGAIN!!! Thanks LORD I thought I missed the boat!! I've got my green light to do what I love- true ministry not a facade or gimmick. I can seriously point out my dislikes I've seen in ministry as complaints but that's not effective. So I've decided to point out truths about some serious building mistakes I've encountered. I'll think of them as nails to build the house with-- Wow GOD you really have given me creative wisdom- Thanks, I love it and sorry it took me a minute to tap in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I like realness and truth - God is a God of truth! He is the true and living God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.I truly enjoy seeing others empowered in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt; gifts- He gives the gifts without repentance- who are we to hold back and not nurture!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.I love to show em' some Agape love- Stop thinking you have to rebuke in anger and hate to deliver- - Stop acting like a task master in your rebuke-the Love of Christ wins all the time! Just do the rebuke and show em love-not hate and disgust.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preachers it's not cute to cut folk to make your sermon come hard!! Stop playing thug life in the pulpit- ( some language should not be used --&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;errhmm&lt;/span&gt; Street terms, profanity:() -it's a sacred place. The true sermons are those straight from the throne room!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.I love to teach and learn the Bible from Genesis to Revelations- All 66 books contain the revealed word of the Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.I love exhortation, reproof- Prophets are important to the edifying of the body, They're not designed to operate in a New Age manner! Stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;prophe&lt;/span&gt;-lying and start speaking what God really says to you- even if they don't like it-your on assignment not a social call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.I love to spread the Gospel to 1 or 1000! Go tell the Good News- Jesus lives Even if you have to talk to the homeless, prostitutes or that person you have the greatest difficulty dealing with- Smile, It just may be your ministry:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; love to see people set free and delivered, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;king in their destiny. - He whom the Son has set free is free indeed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Stop twisting the Word to fit what you want it to say - Go to God and Get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rhema&lt;/span&gt; word- If HE is the Good Shepard- Why then would you feed his sheep anything other than what he has prescribed for their diet-- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;! I wonder &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Worship is sacred and can be done anywhere anytime- even in a thought 0f God's Awesomeness stop waiting for Sunday mornings to get into his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt; - he's available Sat-Sunday!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. I like prayer- It's cool to hang out with God and pour out my heart and pray with and for others- Agreement is a good thing, not a time for Big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; and little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;u's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... I guess I just love the True and Living God- not a little god put in a box by man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/beauty+for+ashes" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=beauty+for+ashes" alt=" " /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;/a&gt;
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