Dear Mothers,
That writing yesterday, Dear Rubie, just did me in to write it. See, I just write as the Lord gives me the words. And that writing came from deep in my soul. It was a teaching to me from the Lord.
Yesterday afternoon I wanted to write after the family had left the house, but I was afraid the anointing wouldn't come back on me to write. I started to worry over the work I had to do. The front porch was a mess -- I was worried about that. But the anointing came back upon me and the Holy Spirit took me back to the forest that I had been writing about. I felt caught up in His Spirit. All of a sudden, all I could do was write again. Sometimes the anointing comes so strong that my body wears out as I write. And yet the words won't stop coming. I feel totally exhausted and yet more words flow in my heart.
This morning, I vowed I would stay in bed and not write. And the Lord got me up. Then I thought of some funny things to write about our Danny, age 19. But as I come to the email machine, I know it is to write Part 5. Again the anointing comes and instantly my eyes fill with tears.
I am again back at Wisdom's cabin sitting beside Rubie's fire. Again I am holding the baby and he is sleeping. Wisdom speaks. "Oh, daughters of Zion, Marys and Sarahs, Satan is after your wombs. It is just like when Mary had to protect baby Jesus. You, too, are called to have children for God. You are not the women of the world. Your children are not as other children. They are called and anointed to do a work for God. Your husbands are marked for His service.
"The devil has lied to you and told you that you were as the Egyptian women, the worldly women. That what you do doesn't count. And you have left your little Samuels and little Jesuses in the hands of the world. The devil has used your own authority against you.
"Where would Elizabeth have been had she not known that her son would be the forerunner of Jesus Christ? If she had lost her vision and sent John out to the world. But she didn't. She hid herself when she found out she was pregnant And she raised her son John in the wilderness. She taught him in secret. For one thing, she set him apart unto God. And also she raised him in secret to protect him from Satan's men who would have killed him if they could have found him. Mary hid Jesus from the world. She taught Him the laws of God. But these women knew that God had called them to raise children for Jesus Christ.
"How has Satan gotten the women of today to think the fruit of their wombs is not blessed? Well, the worldly church has numbed you. Don't you understand why we have 1.5 million abortions a year? Don't you know why ungodly doctors are out there to tie your tubes and scoop your uterus out? Satan is still afraid of the Godly seeds. How many John the Baptists have been martyred and lie dead behind an abortion clinic today? How many Johns did the Lord send who were killed by Elisabeths? How many more will He send? How much longer will we murder the prophets and send them to their graves? How many Samuels, right now, are laying in unmarked graves, in piles of baby flesh? We mothers won't know until we get to heaven, if we get there.
"A whole lot of repentance needs to begin in the temple of God. Among the women of God."
Last night, Papa woke up and sat at the edge of the bed. I woke up. "What's wrong, Papa?" "Oh, I thought I smelled a fire, but I guess it was nothing." Well, Mama lit a spiritual fire last night and sent it to Jesus.
Our Danny, 19, has been out of hand. I got so upset with him and then began to chew on Jim. I asked the Lord to forgive me and asked Papa to forgive me. I knew I had stepped over the line. And that on my own, I was going to get in big trouble with the Lord and with Papa. Mama's fear ain't a good thing. So I went up to bed and Papa waited up for Dan. I prayed upstairs. I said, "God, I am at wits end with this kid. Do something to let me know that You are listening to my prayers."
Well, earlier when Papa was awakened by the smell of fire, I asked him, "Well, Honey, did Dan get home?" "Yeah, he got home. The brakes went out of his car."
The Holy Spirit spoke, "Well, Mama, there ya go. I know how to stop Dan." Well, Mama was purrrrin then. Now Danny knows that Mama prayed for that one. When he gets up this morning, he will be watching me and knowing that God and Mama had something to do with the brakes going out of the car. Oh, Yeah. But I am going to keep a straight face. Well, I am gonna try.
But I know that Danny is a prophet of God. Not an obedient one. He is like Jonah. And right now Danny is supposedly sleeping but, actually, he is in the belly of the whale. When I got up early this morning, I heard him tossing and turning in his bed. God knows how to handle His young prophets. Lest any of you think that Danny is mild mannered and not a problem? He is covered in tattoos and earrings. And if I was a fearful mother, I would have committed Harry Karry by now. Papa says Danny will be OK, and I am in agreement with the priest of our home. "Danny will be OK."
Mothers, we need to honor our men. If we are Sarahs and Marys, our husbands are Abrahams and Josephs. But Satan has again lied to us. "Well, your husband is so bad that you don't have to submit to him" and "Your children are all bums because they are like your husband." No, this is all a lie of Satan. Our husbands are Abrahams and we have Issacs in our wombs.
Well, I gotta get back home. I hear Papa calling me, and I must greet him and give him his coffee.
Love,
Connie
