If anyone lacks wisdom, Let Him or Her ask God who gives generously

For there is a time and a way for everything, although man’s trouble lies heavy on him.
Ecclesiastes 8:6
Ecclesiastes 8:5 says, “The wise heart will know the proper time and the just way.” And remember, “If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him.” (James 1:5)

How often have you said “I don’t have time to pray?” God equips you with what you need – wisdom, energy, resources, educations, skills and opportunity – to do what He wants you to do. And, as it implies in today’s verse, He does this even if you’re going through trials. Ask the Lord for insight concerning when and how to pray, and He will give it to you. When He does call you to that time of prayer, intercede for the nation and its leadership to take time to seek God’s priceless wisdom.

My Lord, I need wisdom in so many areas. Please help me to take time every day to come to you and you, who are the author and finisher of life, “Can give me more than I ask or imagine through your power.” Ephesians 3:20 I ask you to help me know the direction I shall take. Please cover me with your holy spirit and help me know your leading. Right now I am praying for a special friend who needs a home, a family who can love her and guide her. For a particular solution–which way should we go? There are so many people hurting Lord, I lift them each up to you, one by one, by name. You know each one deeply and I ask that you soften their hearts and guide them. For the deaf. Lord, how should we proceed? Please help me be humble and your servant, and guide them without dissing them. I want to be an encourager, and help them to be drawn to you.
I want to be able to give your wisdom without reproach. Help me to be that kind of person. I love you Lord.
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Prayer for Discernment and direction

Yesterday I prayed that God would help me to know the direction he has for me during this Deaf ministry. I feel so incapable and that I am not a strong leader. Lord, please send a leader who is Deaf, and help the Bible study meet more than once a month. We had decided to meet every other week, but we are floundering because when the study is cancelled one week, then we don’t meet for a month. This week the study is about all the meanings of your name: What does the word “Lord” mean? Please Lord use your name to impact peoples’ lives! Also today is the election between Barack Obama and Mitt Romney. I much prefer Mitt Romney over Obama (who will take us down a much slippier slope into socialism where we have no choices and the government will have too much power over our every day lives.) The National Health Care Bill alone will cause us to be required to pay for abortion, eliminating the rights of unborn children even further than they are eliminated right now. As well, all employers and citizens, regardless of their view points, will have to pay for this health care bill. It is just a plain bad law. I ran across a prayer today that touched my heart. I feel that I am such a weak leader but this prayer helped me to know that I am right where God wants me. Lord, the Bible Study tomorrow is all yours. Please run it for me because I cannot:

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Desperate Cry Out for America! – Day Five

Warriors of the Prayer Team,

Did you know Moses didn’t receive his Divine calling to deliver the people of Israel from Egyptian bondage until eight decades into his life? By then, Moses had a grasp of exactly who he was in relation to Almighty God. Dwight L. Moody put it this way: “Moses spent his first forty years thinking he was somebody. He spent his second forty years learning he was a nobody. He spent his third forty years discovering what God can do with a nobody.”

The Lord used the “nobody” Moses in amazing ways. And one of the things Moses did quite often in those last forty years was pray. Earlier in our “Desperate Cry Out for America!” series of e-mails, I used Exodus 34:9 – “Please let the Lord go in the midst of us, for it is a stiff-necked people, and pardon our iniquity and our sin, and take us for your inheritance.” Moses prayed that after Israel’s shameful folly of worshipping the golden calf at Mt. Sinai. The Israelites were transformed as Moses faithfully and determinedly interceded to God on their behalf, asking for forgiveness and restoration.

As a member of the nation’s largest Prayer Team, you know the power of intercessory prayer to change a nation as God responds to your “nobody” prayers offered humbly yet desperately. Today, one day before perhaps the most pivotal Election Day in recent history, let’s pray as the Lord Jesus Himself taught us. Join me once more…

Almighty God in Heaven, holy is Your name. We pray that You will give America another chance and for Your kingdom to come and for Your will to be done on Earth – in America – as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our basic needs as we obediently pray to You, and let Your forgiveness reign in our lives as well as in the lives of America’s present and future leaders. We await and trust in Your deliverance, and thank you for Your mercy. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Jim Bolthouse
Executive Director
Presidential Prayer Team

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God’s encouragements

God's encouragements

God keeps reminding me He is my anchor and He will never leave me or forsake me, or my family, or my friends, or all those struggling. He is there for all of us. Thank you Yahweh!

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GOD NEVER CHANGES AND HE IS OUR ANCHOR DURING TOUGH TIMES

JULY 22, 2012

This past week there was another shooting in Aurora. At a movie theatre. A man calmly entered the theatre and began shooting people and then calmly left and was arrested at his car. Bizarre! And heart breaking. I am still praying for people who lost their homes in the High Parks fire as well as in the Colorado Springs Fire–more than 600 homes total were lost–it is very sad. My question is this: How in the world can we handle such tragedy and still maintain some sort of sanity? Pastor John today at church helped me to understand the mind of God a bit more. Because, in the light of our changing world, He is our anchor and our hope and He is the only one who can bring us through such awful events. My God, please give hope and healing to all these people who have lost so much. Please touch the hearts of all those people and give them comfort. I ask that you make your presence so clear to them that they feel you daily as they walk through the healing process.

Here is a little bit of what  Pastor John spoke about:

In our changing world where tragedy strikes at every turn, who is it we can depend on? Who is it we can trust completely and Who can help us come through and experience his Joy? In our changing world, who or what does not change? I need to know God!

1) GOD’S CHARACTERDOES NOT CHANGE and becomes the anchor for our lives to lean on;

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father, who does not change like shifting shadows.               James 1:17

2) JESUS IS THE HOPE OF THE WORLD (HE IS ONLY ONE YOU CAN TRUST!)                                                             THAT DOES NOT CHANGE.

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever  Hebrews 13:8

3) GOD’S WORD WILL NEVER CHANGE.

The grass withers, the flowers fall, but the Word of our Lord stands forever.                                                           Isaiah 40:8

Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path. Psalm 119:105

Heaven and earth will pass away but My word will never pass away.                                                            Matthew 24:35

4) THE HUMAN CONDITION DOES NOT CHANGE. We are full of sin!

A voice says, ‘Cry out.’ And I said, ‘What shall I cry?’ ‘All people are like grass, and all human faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.’  Isaiah 40:6

For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.  Romans 3:23

5) THE PURPOSE  OF THE CHURCH DOES NOT CHANGE.

Go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I will be with you always, to the very end of the age.                    Matthew 28:19-20

It was quite a challenging sermon–But the Deaf were all there–all four of them. They seemed like they were paying attention. The crux of the matter is that because we know that, in the midst of a changing world (with all the technological changes, political changes, etc, as well as life changes (people die, people killing each other, the down-trend in the economy, all those heart-breaking situations that happen. How can we survive all that?) We need to anchor our self to a God who does not change, and that is where our support comes from, and our strength.  Thankfully He is our rock, He is the same yesterday, today and forever. We must go out and invite others to church and teach them about Jesus. If we don’t do that, they may never know the community you can have when you go to church; they may never know Jesus’ salvation; they may never know the support you can receive from following God with other believers to support you. They may never understand that Jesus gave up His life for us so we could have freedom. They may never feel God’s hand supporting them in all their endeavors. They may never have the opportunity of watching God’s had at work as they get involved in helping someone fix up their house or helping with vacation Bible School, or they may never get to feel the joy that comes with serving God in other ways! And when they die where will they go?

The sermons lately have been on-fire! But can we apply this to our life and actually go out and minister in the way we are called to? Can we actually go out and make disciples?

I feel like my interpretation was good, that I got across the message to the Deaf. We need quite a bit of prayer though that we as a Deaf community can take the message to heart and go out and share with others God’s good news. The challenge that Pastor John gave us penetrated my heart–but will I do it?  Soon, hopefully, the Deaf will want to get a Bible study or small group started.  I, for one, desire that. God can penetrate their hearts through the interpretations and that is my desire, to know their language so well that the message is crystal clear every time.

Right now I am preparing for a trip to Washington DC (will leave next Saturday). In the midst of our travels (I will be going with my daughter, Jessica and Lloyd. ) –I am very excited for this trip! I will be using this time to pray and ask God for direction and guidance and for Him to teach me how to make disciples. Whoever reads this, please pray for us. Thank you for that.May God richly bless you.


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 July 9, 2012 COMPARISON BETWEEN THE TWO BEN’S

 The baby is now 1 1/2 weeks old–   Here is our sweet sweet baby and his Dad:

From first glance, these two handsome babies could be one and the same, but no, that is not right–here is the true biz reality:

Two week old: Benjamin Samuel Vernelson III (on the left)  –this Benjamin is now 27 years old and is the others’ Daddy.

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One week old baby Benjamin Samuel Vernelson IV (on the right)

When I walked into their house on July 4th, Ben’s dad (Benjamin Samuel Vernelson II) was holding the baby and all I had to say, was, “Hi Ben and Ben and Ben!” I still am unclear what we will be calling our baby–I suppose he will be Benjamin –but that is the name that Deborah (Ben’s Mom,) calls Ben.  In a few of Danielle’s facebook comments, she is calling him “Four.” hmmmm….So, who knows? All I know is he is the cutest thing ever.

HIGH PARKS FIRE:

A little about the history of our town right now: the High Parks Fire up near Red Feathers, past LaPorte, toward the West, and north of Fort Collins, that destroyed about 250 homes, has been completely 100% contained. There is also a terrible fire down by Colorado Springs Fire even went into neighborhoods, and near Garden of the Gods, has destroyed 350 homes and is 98% contained as of today. It is very sad that so many people have lost their homes. Two people that work with Lloyd were evacuated from their homes. One guy is retired (Lloyd does not know what happened to his house,) but the other guys’ house was not destroyed, but their was quite a bit of smoke damage. Some of the volunteers for the fire lost their homes as they were fighting to protect other homes. This week we have had quite a bit of rain which is causing mud slides in the burned out areas.

My Lord we love you and are praying that these people find hope and refuge with you and that you provide them with the resources to re-build.

Thank you also my Father for the beautiful miracle that you have given to us! As I visit with Danielle and Ben, and help to care for their baby, I pray that we will feel your presence every step of the way. I am thankful Danielle and Ben are parents now! Please instruct them in your ways so they can train up this child and when he is old he will not depart from you. Thank you for this.

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June 27, 2012 the day our first grandchild was born

June 27, 2012: It was “Bike to Work Day”. Jessica, being the reporter that she is, wanted to hit as many  of the breakfast stations as possible. (These variety of stations provide food to people as they bike to work.) Prior to the birth of the baby, Jessica and I intended to hit all 8 stations,  planning on ending our trek at McKee Medical Center where the baby would be born. One slight problem: I made it to two stops and then broke down with a flat tire. Jessica had to finish the bike trek alone. A sweet bike-repair person-tech came to rescue me–Her name is Amanda Barlow (it so happens she went to high school with my son Nathan.) She was adorable–helped to try to patch my tire but the tire would not accept the patch. So she hoisted my bike and bike trailer onto her car, drove me to Mckee  where my daughter was due to have her baby in an hour. I feel  very fortunate I was able to find help to get to the hospital in time. Thank you Amanda!

Deborah (Ben’s mom; Danielle’s mother-in-law), Jeannie (Ben’s Grandmother,) and I sat in the triage room waiting and waiting for the word. Lloyd and Jessica were in and out. We all were there when the surgery was underway. We could peek through a slice in the door’s window to see some goings on–when Ben was getting dressed into his doctor suit, we stood there at the slit in the door, 5 heads deep, watching him (I never knew my son-in-law was so popular.) When he moved, we jumped to see what was happening. When someone in our 5 – some whispered, ahhhh,,,,,….We all jumped (what is it?). Deborah asked, “Is he walking yet?”; Jessica asked, “Is he flying yet?”  Then we looked and Ben had not yet entered the delivery/surgery room. We were as giddy as school children. We laughed and laughed at how nervous we all were. Deborah and Jeannie paced the floor. Lloyd and I sat in our perches, as calm as could be on the outside. I gazed at my bible (one of the three books I brought to pass  the time,) but was not really absorbing any of the messages. We spoke of the sweet relationship that Ben and Danielle have–they are so totally devoted to one another that it is heartwarming. Deborah stated that she is so glad the two found each other. I nodded in agreement. Then we all took bets as to the time of the birth. I guessed it would be 11:25; I was the closest.

Our sweet sweet grandbaby (named Benjamin Samuel Vernelson IV) was born at 11:22 am, weighed in at 8 # 12 oz and is 20 inches long. His large head measured 14 inches. Danielle did end up having a C-section. His head was so big that the hole the doctor had made to pull the baby out was too little. It was weird. I thought the doctor would open her up, take the baby out and that would be it.  I think the baby thought that cozy little alcove in his mother’s belly was just right, and he would rather stay there in his comfy cacoon. But  the baby’s head was so big it would not fit through the hole the doctor had cut. The doctor struggled and struggled and had to use suction to get the baby out–All the nurses were pushing on Danielle’s belly to push the baby out. It would still not come so they had to turn the baby around and pull him out feet first after making a bigger hole. They continued to maneuver and push until finally they were able to grasp the feet, tug , yank and suction the baby to freedom. The doctor told Danielle he was happy she had not tried to do this vaginally because he thought a natural birth would have been more difficult! He also said that was the hardest C-section he had ever done. I am thankful both baby and mom are doing well!

 

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My NIGHT IN THE SLEEP LAB

GOD CONSTANTLY GIVES ME NEW EXPERIENCES–here is one

June 19, 2012

I had been through this before: I remember the test well even though it happened 10 years ago. The directions told me to not take anything to help me sleep and I dutiful obeyed that rule, although I was sorry later. There were small stickers stuck all over my face and neck, two straps around my chest and belly, all attached to a wad of cords which connected to a machine; two nasal canulas in my nose and an annoying  cord attached to my finger. I am suppose to sleep like this? You have got to be kidding! I brought a book to read but it was too far away and I could not get at it, so I remember trying to sleep on my own with no distractions. I struggled for hours, trying everything I knew of, to fall asleep. Finally I called out into the air: “Can someone help me up to the bathroom?” I thought that if I got up to the bathroom, I could come back to bed and get a fresh start. When they came, they had to un-hook all the tabs all over my body. What a pain! Normally at home when I get up in the middle of the night, it’s a 2 second deal and then I can quickly come back to bed, roll over, and sleep to my heart’s content.

When she came to help me up, I asked, “I have not been able to sleep very well, what time is it?”

She responded, “6 AM!”

I was dumbfounded. “Did you get any information?”

“A little bit. Your doctor will discuss the results with you.”

I left that place feeling very dejected. My doctor decided I did have mild sleep apnea and wanted to prescribe a C-PAP machine—No thank you—they are cumbersome and bulky and no one in their right mind would use that—how un-romantic! I remembered the CPap machine my friend used and his mucus was gunking it up and it was gross.

What a pain—I never wanted to go through that again. I have dealt with the loud snoring for years, although I did not know this was going on. Lloyd usually sleeps in another bedroom because he tells me I have sleep difficulties but never told me how loud it was. CHANGE OF PLANS: This past month, when I traveled to Sacramento to visit my sister Aileen, she and I slept in rooms close to each other and she told me she had to move 3 rooms away from me so she could sleep. My snoring was as loud as a mack truck. I went to a doctor to try and figure out if I have sleep apnea. I pushed and pushed for an appointment as soon as possible (I am traveling with Jess and Lloyd at the end of July to Washington DC and want to be a good roommate.)

I finally got my test, which was last night (June 19, 2012).

I was prepared this time. I brought NyQuil to help  me sleep. (who cares what the rules say?); I brought 4 pillows: one for between my legs; one for my arm to rest on and two squishy pillows for my head—I would be in dream heaven! I had a book with my own night light attached so when I wanted to turn the light off, no problem! Then I could go to sleep at my leisure. I brought reading glasses and ear plugs. I would enter dream-land quickly.

I entered the sleep lab—they had a beautiful double bed with soft sheets and a nice comforter—the AC was on at just the perfect temperature. I had no nap during the day so I would be tired. I could face the music of sleeping in a strange bed with all the cords and bulk, no problem.

My lab tech was named Carol and she told me bless you every time she looked at me. I liked her because she was sweet, and with all the “blessings” I was sure she would be praying for me.

“Angel, do you understand what ‘sleep apnea’ is?

“Yes.” Angel??

“Good, then I won’t have to explain that but sweepea, if I notice that you are having sleep apnea, I will come in the middle of the night to place a CPap machine on your nose. This machine is very uncomfortable for most people. But Pumpkin, the first time you wear it, I will help you to find a good fit and it will quickly grow on you.”

I started giggling. “Did she just call me Pumpkin??”

“Bless your little heart, my little cutie patootie” she continued,

(I started choking, but under my breath of course.)

She began putting on all the leads all over my body: “One time a very heavy set man came in, bless his little heart. He was so obese that he could not sleep in the bed—had to sleep in the upright chair. He told me he had not slept in probably 15 years. During the night, he was snoring as loud as a freight train! But he would stop breathing for up to two minutes and have arrhythmias and tachycardia like you would not believe. When he went into atrial fibrillation, I got the defibrillator out, thinking I may need it.”

I was thinking, “good thing I was a nurse and actually understand her!!”

“Then all of a sudden he would gasp and begin breathing again. When I finally brought him the CPap machine, I attached it to his face and I no sooner left the room than he was sleeping again.” This time, however, he stayed in sinus rhythm. Swee-pea, it was a miracle. He remained in REM sleep the rest of the four hours. When he woke up that morning, he asked me what I had done to knock him out, because he felt like a million bucks! He slept for the first time in a long while and felt great.”

My eyes were beginning to droop and I was wishing I could just go to bed and forget all this chatter (that’s good, right?).

Carol finished putting on the final cords to my body (not much has changed since the last time I was here except that the two nasal canulas into my nose did not actually touch my nostrils and were much more comfortable. If I concentrated, I could forget about them. I went to bed in my nestle of pillows and coverings and despite the menagerie of cords, was as comfortable as a clam (almost anyway). The annoying cord to the prong connected to my thumb was too short and every time I rolled over, it pulled, requiring that I not move that arm much and I had to keep it bent. That was annoying!

My ear plugs in my ear, all cords attached to my body, my glasses on, Nyquil consumed, my book propped up, night light on,  everything in place, I embarked on reading my very wonderful novel about the Holocaust. The Germans were chasing my friends in the book. (I am wondering if that was the best choice for a book?—It was not boring and would not put me to sleep.) Never mind, I was enjoying it. I read for a time and felt drowsy so I put it aside and closed my eyes.

All of a sudden, every breath became noticeable. “Lord I prayed, please let me sleep.” I thought of my daughter who is pregnant and due any day. The doctors are threatening that she have a CSection because they think the baby is too big. ‘Lord, please let the baby come tonight—I told her to not have the baby tonight but if it will help her to not have to have a CSection, then can you help her deliver tonight?’ I thought of people in the High Parks Fire—so many homes lost. I prayed for them. Then my prayers became more difficult. ‘I am breathing, oops I felt like I stopped breathing’—perhaps I have sleep apnea like that man and they are noticing my heart going into weird fibrillations, but I have never had heart problems before. ‘Come on Margie.’ I told myself, ‘sleep.’ Then I began to feel my heart in my chest—the prong on my neck was measuring that I think and it was measuring the tops of my air waves too, perhaps signaling if my tongue dropped back into my throat. –hmmm I think I feel my tongue drop back.—I think I stopped breathing….a panic feeling. ‘Margie calm down, this is only a test, nothing hurts, you are comfortable.’ Then my groin itched, then my nose. Ooooh, I have to get my hand past all the cords to scratch. OK, done, now back to sleep—sleep? When will it come? What is the anatomy of sleep? How does one sleep? Who knows? I called out into the air, “Carol, can you come help me get up to the bathroom?”

This is the same scenario as last time –maybe it is 6 am and the test is over? No, its only 11:30—good, then I can have a brand new start and really be able to sleep again. This time she did not have to take all the tubes off. She only unhooked one bulky box, gave it to me and I traipsed to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror. Ooohhhh, I look awful—oh well I am not on stage, its OK—do my business and then back to bed. I asked Carol to grab my book off the floor, where it had fallen.

“Sure, I will do that for you Snuggle Muffin.”

“Seriously? How many names does she have for me?” I started to laugh, but tried to hide it. I don’t think she noticed. She was really rather charming in a weird kind of way.

Ok, my reading glasses are no where to be found, so I used my bi-focals (more difficult to read—now I have to tilt my head up to read out of the lower lenses.) Oh well, I make due. My ear plugs are buried so even though I hear people laughing outside my door I try to ignore it. My night light and book are in order and I commence to make myself comfortable, still on my right side. I cannot move much but if I can get to sleep quickly, then I don’t have to worry about getting a sore hip. I am coming to the end of my book. What was I thinking? I should have brought a thicker book. The book is fascinating. My eyes begin to droop. Great timing! Close to the end, I lay down the book, and once again try to enter into the state of dreaming.

“Come on body, start sleeping, REM sleep is the goal here.” Oooh, I am not comfortable. I roll over and this time the annoying thumb cord pulls far enough that I can move that hand to the other side. I re-position myself. I only have 4 hours left to sleep—they told me they would wake me up at 5 am. “Why did they tell me that? Lord sweet Jesus, have mercy on this poor soul—give me sleep, precious sleep.” Nothing! No response. 3 hours left in the night. Perhaps I can’t sleep because I don’t have a good relationship with God? Perhaps I don’t know how to express myself to him. Then I start signing—oops everytime I move she knows it. Big brother is watching me. I feel myself snore. Then I startle. Perhaps I cannot relax because I have some un-resolved problem that I have not made known, causing me to feel nervous all the time.  Huuuuh, this is annoying and frustrating. I have too much happening in my brain. C’mon, stop thinking brain. 2 hours left in the night. Relax……no thinking for a few minutes…then I breathe and then I think I stopped breathing….1 hour left, then I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. Did she notice? Did I sleep? Can she see my thoughts?

All of a sudden the door opens. Carolyn comes in: “Sweet sugarplumb, I think its time to turn off the test—you slept about an hour during the night but had a real problem getting out of stage one sleep.”

I was right! Big Brother was watching me! “Did you get any information?”

“Yes, but it was very sporadic, your doctor will be able to tell you more. I am so sorry sweet pea.” Hmmmm…I have heard this before. (not the sweet pea part, but the other—now I am not laughing.)

I am annoyed, so annoyed, another failed sleep test. Now when I go to Washington DC in July, my daughter and husband will have to endure the endless night of snoring—the only thing left to do is lose weight—last summer when I lost 10 pounds, Lloyd did not notice the snoring so much. Can I do it?  I have no will power. Lord, when you close a door (CPap machine,) you open another—please help me.

“My Lord and my God, your word is a lamp for my feet and a light on my path.”  Psalm 119:105

 

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