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A Request For Prayer?

I received this request for prayer in my comments and replied that I would pass on the request through my blog. I was so deeply moved in the Spirit it took me some time before I could even  write to ask for others to pray. Yes this request is not from a country were one is free to worship Yeshua. These are the words that were in the comment:

dear men of one accord plz put us up in your prayers this day as the devil is attacking us from all sides the guarding angels are and will continue to be with us all but your prayers will also help. if two or more are gathered in his name jesus will oversee us and thru our most difficult times as the mission here grows the monetary parts are expanding too plz pray for a big blessing of monies to help in our daily operations and to give us a renewed sense of responsibility with our work in the field here. god bless u all and thank u in advances for all ur help

Thank-you all for joining with me in prayer for our brothers and sisters in Yeshua our Messiah.

The Leper’s Prayer

This Poem has touched my heart, for they are the words I could not find within my own self to pray as in needed. Amen and Amen !!

O’ Wretched Soul

These poems are a collaboration of two souls who write for the love of Yeshua.

O’ This Wretched Soul

An original  from days past by James Neff of Men Of One Accord

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O’ this wretched soul

of mine

over hell’s fire suspends

to be lost for all time

obstinate awaiting life’s end.

O’ this wretched soul

stone cold harden heart

toiler chained to villainy

to be forever hell’s tart

lost ship in the sea of iniquity.

O’ this wretched soul

 naked before the Father’s Throne

pungent humiliation shadow of life

another sinner scorned

scourged by strife.

O’ this wretched soul

is there any hope for me?

will Yeshua’s forgiveness Flow?

can Yeshua set this soul free?

I plead for Yeshua hell’s debt to suspend

upon which now this soul depends.

prostrate before Abba’s Throne

please take this prodigal back Home?

O’ this wretched soul

of mine.

Amen.

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O’ Wretched Soul

A new take on an original by Deborah Gomez of awomansaved.

 O’ Wretched Soul | awomansaved

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O’ wretched soul

raging

unbending I await life’s end

burning

whilst over hell’s fire I suspend

O’ wretched soul

hardened

is this stone cold heart

languishing

in bitter taste of hell’s tart

O’ wretched soul

chained

is this sinner to villainy

sailing

lost in this sea of iniquity

O’ wretched soul

scourged

by strife this leper left scorn

naked

in humiliation before the Father’s Throne

O’ wretched soul

awaken

to Yeshua’s redemptive flow

given

to you is His forgiveness to sow

Never again left to suspend

on His love you now depend

He has heard your prayer’s voice

O’ wretched soul

rejoice!

No Other Arms!

No other place for me

No other arms

could set a soul free

protected from Satan’s harm

secure in Yeshua’s arms

No other place indeed.

I know I said it would be some time before a posted again. I also said I would still follow others post, so in reading T,s post on “A Story By Me” her poem inspired this poem I wrote in her comments to her poem.  I was really touched by her post and here is the link to her post. Thank-you T and God Bless.

http://astorybyme.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/he-is-here/

Feet that Wander!

Many years ago I first prayed,

Abba hold me close for

I have feet that tend to wander;

Today I pray Abba hold me close 

for there is no other place

 I would rather be!

Abba my feet still tend

to want to wander, 

Yet with Your help my feet

 I have freely restrained,

to wandering feet searching,

for lost wandering lambs

to bring to Your Home!

AMEN. 

Trials Into Blessings!

I have a coworker who became a good friend, so I started to pray for him. Steve’s life was going along real good: But God had plans for Steve’s life. Steve was to be broken, divorce was coming, his life was to be torn apart, he was to be thrown into a pit with no way out. At the start of his divorce he became very depressed and wanted to kill himself, his wife and all his family. I have walked this road myself Jesus found me at the bottom of this pit. I said some things to Steve in away most men of God would not talk. I also used language most men of God should never use. Steve had to hear and understand so I spoke his language. Of course I could have used a ball bat, or even a golf club, they work just as well for tact. My idea of tact is to use a nine pound sledge-hammer to drive a thumb tack into a cork board. It may not be pretty but it will get the job done. My method of console is best understood by bloody knuckle blue-collar workers only.

Yes, I remember the Greek word for comfort; paraklesis: to come along side because you are invited: When a vessel at sea is in distress the aiding vessel must be invited, to come alongside to give aid. It does not mean you shall not use a fire axe if a fire axe is needed to combat the demons of hell.

This story goes on and on and it is still going on but there is a point to it. God used all the suffering in my life to walk with Steve and sometimes even carry him through his trials. Steve did make peace with God, and so did his seventeen year old daughter. As I think all of the things that I have suffered through, God for His Glory has used my trials to comfort someone else. My trials were not only for my good, but my trials were also used to bless another and another and another. Just like a pebble dropped in a pond the blessing only goes out. Only a God of love can do that!

Out of this story comes the poem Trials!

Just for the record I wrote the story first, but I posted the poem first a dyslexic will do that!

Please Pray for Purple?

Many of have read about Purple in my post “Giving Baby Jesus for Christmas” if not I give a link at the end. Right now Purple needs our prayers her health is deteriorating not only that she has to endure many things many of us never shall. She is watched 24/7 by two woman staff who are not godly woman. They pick what is on TV and Purple has to sit with her back to the TV. Purple has never been to church and is not permitted to go. Purple has never sung a worship song. Purple has never worshiped with other believers. Purple has no fellowship. The only thing she has is her Bible and someone dropping in now and them with words of encouragement. She is doing the best she can I do not have much access to her anymore. Please Pray For Purple? Thank-you and God Bless.

Read more about Purple;       https://menofoneaccord.wordpress.com/2012/12/18/giving-baby-jesus-for-christmas/

Just Checking In

 

Another Guest Post from My Aunt! I’m not sure if she is the author or not for she has not told me. I do know she writes a lot of poetry of course she is much better than I. Hope you enjoy! 

“JUST CHECKING IN” 
A minister passing through his church
In the middle of the day,
Decided to pause by the altar
And see who had come to pray.
Just then the back door opened,
A man came down the aisle,
The minister frowned as he saw
The man hadn’t shaved in a while. 
His shirt was kinda shabby
And his coat was worn and frayed,
The man knelt, he bowed his head,
Then rose and walked away.
In the days that followed,
Each noon time came this chap,
Each time he knelt just for a moment,
A lunch pail in his lap.Well, the minister’s suspicions grew,
With robbery a main fear,
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
‘What are you doing here?’The old man said, he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour
Lunchtime was his prayer time,
For finding strength and power.

 ‘I stay only moments, see,
Because the factory is so far away;
As I kneel here talking to the Lord,
This is kinda

 what I say: ‘I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I’VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER’S FRIENDSHIP AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. DON’T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM CHECKING IN TODAY.’

The minister feeling foolish,
Told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
To come and pray just anytime

Time to go, Jim smiled, said ‘Thanks.’
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar,
He’d never done it before.

His cold heart melted, warmed with love,
And met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed, in his heart,
He repeated old Jim’s prayer:

‘I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I’VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER’S FRIENDSHIP AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. I DON’T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.


SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY.’ 
Past noon one day, the minister noticed
That old Jim hadn’t come.
As more days passed without Jim,
He began to worry some.

At the factory, he asked about him,
Learning he was ill.

 
The hospital staff was worried,
But he’d given them a thrill.
The week that Jim was with them,
Brought changes in the ward.
His smiles, a joy contagious.
Changed people, were his reward.

The head nurse couldn’t understand
Why Jim was so glad,
When no flowers, calls or cards came,


Not a visitor he had.
The minister stayed by his bed,
He voiced the nurse’s concern:
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.

Looking surprised, old Jim spoke
Up and with a winsome smile;
‘the nurse is wrong, she couldn’t know,
That he’s in here all the while

 Everyday at noon He’s here,
A dear friend of mine, you see,
He sits right down, takes my hand,
Leans over and says to me:



‘I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP, AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.
 
ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,

I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY, AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS CHECKING IN TODAY.’
 
If this blesses you, pass it on. Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart 
May God hold you in the palm of His hand
And Angels watch over you.

Please pass this page on to your friends & loved ones. If you aren’t ashamed. Jesus said,

 
‘ If you are ashamed of me,’ I will be ashamed

Of you before my Father.’

So, FRIEND, this is ME … Just Checking In Today.

With Him

One day I started this walk

With Him,

As His love woos me to Him!

So I believed then prayed!

At first the trail was smooth

there was only a little dust aroused

as I scampered along

With Him.

As I believed then prayed!

Soon the heat beat down

so His Shadow became my  shade

He refreshed me with

His living water

so I pressed on

With Him.

As I believed then prayed!

Down down into a vast deep valley

darkness, depression, and fear

was trying to hide what lie ahead

He became my Light.

As I trodden on

With Him.

As I believed then prayed!

Coldness of bitterness tried to steal away

warmth of my life

His love became the fire

that melted away the icy night

as I toiled on

With Him.

As I believed then prayed!

The road soon turned upward

the gentle incline grew steep

 growling hunger pains came from within

He became my bread of life

a nourishing power of Him,

I climbed higher

With Him.

As I believed then prayed!

A narrow mountain trail grew vertical

jagged sharp-edged rocks

razor cuts deep to my bones

a nailed scared touch of His Hand

was all healing of the wounds

I ascended upward,

With Him.

As I believed then prayed!

A missed placed step

a slip, a stumble, a fall

catapulted for sure to succumb on boulders below

His mercy. His grace,

Rescued as I was captured

back into enduring arms,

With Him.

I believed then prayed!

Thieves, robbers, set traps and snares

meaning to entangle

lions and serpents seeking to devour.

He the gentle Shepherd

guided, guarded as I grazed Living Words

drank from the Fruit of the Living Vine

In Him.

 I believed and prayed!

As many a valley I have crossed,

countless mountains have been climbed,

rivers to numerous to count forged,

trials, temptations pitfalls surpassed,

evil’s forces confronted,

sins confessed, weakness turned to strength

for His Glory.

For He is my Fortress, my Rock

my Shepherd, my Light, my Strength,

my Lord, my Messiah, my Love,

my life is

With Him.

 one thing I have learned

is to believe and pray.

These last few miles He now carries me

forward on life’s narrow path,

clutched tightly against His chest

to His Abba Father’s Home

where I shall live at rest forever

With Him,

Yeshua Messiah.

As I believed and prayed!

Amen.

Giving Baby Jesus for Christmas

I do the job as an electrician at a very large health care facility, over 900 hundred acres and twenty-seven buildings.  The facility cares for people who are brain injured, spinal injured, and/or have behavioral problems. In 2oo8 a young women came to our facility who has AIDS and Hepatitis. She was very angry, violent, and protected herself with projectile vomiting fits. This young woman is a life destroyed by the world and has a death sentence pronounced upon her soul. A young soul that knew nothing of Jesus except when expressed in a profane cruse of fear or anger. A soul waiting for time to end and be cast into Hell’s Pit. She is one of the least, one of the un-reached, unchurched, one that world has cast aside and forgotten. 

How can anyone break through her harden stone wall?

How Jesus How?

Who, Jesus will you use to reach out to this lost lamb?

The world had taught this young woman there is on such thing as love. The world taught this little one, no one cares and Satan has convinced her most of all God doesn’t even care to know her name. Sex, drugs and evil has taken her life and smashed it to pieces. All this broken vessel has to look forward to is death and then her judgment. So she was warehoused where I work to die alone where no one cares. 

My heart grew very heavy for this lost lamb for I too had been beaten down by sin, but that is another story for another day. So for her soul I would go before the Lord night and day to cry, “Use me my God to break through hell’s stronghold on this life. Use me to crack the walls of this torture chamber that surrounds this young woman. Use me to help this lost lamb find its way into Your arms.”

My weapons would be kindness and a caring interest for this battle. I volunteered for every repair that came up in her cabin. A cabin where she was locked away from everyone but two staff women. The staff was in fear of her, everyone was in fear of catching her disease, she was the walking dead. The battle lines were drawn for a fight to the death for one lost soul.

Why volunteer in such a dismal place? Maybe I could speak some words of love or show a small act of love, God’s love. I would ask all about her, how she was doing; make small talk, maybe she could see someone just might be caring.

One day this fearful lamb said to me, “you know James I’m dying.”

I replied with the truth, “I know, but you don’t have to die alone. You no longer have to live the rest of your days in fear of dying.” She could not even ask how, the question was written on her face. I went on, “Jesus loves you more than anything you can dream of; He died for you, and rose from the dead, so you no longer have to fear what is coming next. Jesus wants to take you in his arms right now, love you, and never let you go. Guess what? Purple, you will never be alone again.”

Her staff did not like where our conversation was going and put an end to it. I guess I don’t live in the United States any more where we had Freedom of Religion or Freedom of Speech. Yet I did manage to swing the sword of the Spirit, the wall cracked a small bit, in which a seed was planted. 

I learned at this time she had no idea who Jesus was and the mystery of the Gospel was a mystery. Mercy, grace, and faith were just words with an unreal meaning to her. All those churchly sayings we use around other Christians are useless. Washed in the blood, got saved, redeemed by the lamb, born again, and even sin was just a foreign language to this blind and death sinner. A true caring interest, kindness and much prayer weapons of war for what was going to be a very long fight.

Months went by, conversation after conversation; I watered the seed hoping for something. I was hoping for the seed to sprout. I was hoping that someone else would come alone side and explain Jesus in a better way than I. No one came. I was hoping that some man would join with me in a Prayer of One Accord no other man had the time. No other man wanted to stand with me for a fight to the death for this lost soul. Matthew 17:21, “However, this kind does not go out except by much prayer and fasting.”

I cannot use this young woman’s name in my writing this because of privacy act laws. I will start calling her Purple for I can see my Jesus adorning her in Purple someday. She is going to be a child of the King.

A few weeks before Christmas 2009 Purple ask me if I could get her some gum for Christmas. “Yes Purple,” I said “You can be sure you shall have your wish.”That night I told my wife what Purple had asked me to get her for Christmas because I would forget.

One night when my wife and I were at the Wal-Mart, she gently reminded me of my Christmas shopping. We picked up a large pack of gum and a nice gift bag. The gift bag was not my idea I don’t think like that. About a day or two before Christmas I placed the gum in the bag.

My wife said, “Please let me help you with that.” She got some tissue paper the kind you don’t use on your backside. You know most men don’t do pretty well, or they just play dumb at it. My excuse is I’m A.A.D. and my mind just moves on and on. 

“We have this book” my wife said. “Do think Purple would like it?” asking she went on, “It’s called “The Real Story of Christmas” What do you think?”

“HU!” I replied, “I think so. Sounds good to me?” Boy that bag of gum sure was getting bigger and prettier.

Have you ever noticed how at times your wife’s voice sounds just like the Holy Spirit? Wow! That sounds like something fun I would like to write about!! 

“Yes,” I went on to tell her, “Purple is not permitted to watch T.V. or listen to music, but she is permitted to read. She is kept inside by her prison guards and has very little contact with anyone.” The gift looked real good when my wife was done with it, for she had put Baby Jesus inside.

The day before Christmas my wife said, “Don’t forget Purple’s present.” Oh yes it was that voice again.  my wife is never awake when I leave for work, almost never. I’m almost never awake when I leave for work either. Not much of a chance of me remembering the package without help. Purple was asleep in a chair when I delivered her present that day. I just set it beside her on the floor and left, I felt a bit like Santa. I did get in a small amount of trouble for giving Purple that book a few days later. Purple’s reading material was to be censored by her case manager. They didn’t want to give her any false hopes. I guess;” The Night Before Christmas” would have been more appropriate. 

In January 2010 my boss took off to go hunting in another state he left me in charge of the maintenance department. No boss for a week this should be easy. By the end of that week Florida was having a record-breaking cold spell. Things began breaking all over the place at work. Busted water pipes, heater failures, cabins to cold, power outages, and generators not wanting to start were just some of the problems needing to be addressed. Friday of that week was to be the coldest night of them all I worked late into the night. It was so cold that the snow birds were saying they were going back north to get warm. Saturday I was called back to work at 4:00am for a host of problems. One by one I took them on and found solutions for them all by 8:30am. I then went to the main kitchen to get some left over breakfast. As I eating a thought came to mind that I should go building by building to make sure everything is ok before I returned home for some rest. When I came to Purple’s cabin and went in I found it to be warm and comfortable. I ask if there were any problems. I ask Purple how she was doing?

“James that book you gave me, I don’t get it!” Purple exclaimed.

I did not want to take the time to get into explaining that, I was in a hurry to get done and go home. My body was screaming for sleep and I didn’t want to talk right then. Before the first words came out of mouth to make an excuse, to get out of there:

I heard a soft gentle voice tug at my heart, “Why are you in a hurry? I placed you here to be in charge today.”

I lowered myself to the floor so I would be looking up at Purple . I began to tell her the old, old story of Jesus and how He loves us. Of how God loves us so much and wants to have a relationship with us but we all are sinners. God is perfect and Holy, He is the one and only God, creator of all things. God can’t look at sin without judging sin. So God can’t have a relationship with us because we are all sinners and He would have to judge us and punish us if He looked at us. So God became man to take the blame for our sin and receive our penalty of death for our sin. The words just came flowing out in a way I never heard myself speak before. No wandering from subject to subject as I normally do. I cannot even remember all I said that day. At some point Purple said something like, so that is why there is a Christmas, but I still don’t get it. I may have said nor do I, but all you have to do is believe. At some point that cold bitter morning a little lost lamb became found.

I felt very drained and God began to comfort me after I left Purple’s cabin that cold but beautiful morning. The Holy Spirit began to show me and remind me of all the little details He was in control of, like the cold. All of those little details of how He brought me into Purple’s life. The miracles He worked in my life, just to bring me from California to Florida. Of how He controlled my life preparing new places of employment all I had to do was say yes. I have never had to go looking for work the jobs always came looking for me. The details and miracles are so many I could fill thousands of books and that is just the ones I know about. He showed me all the people’s lives I have touched along the way and forgotten. I was so amazed that God would use a vile sinner such as I for this a very important mission.

This how one Christmas not so long ago I got to give away Baby Jesus. I still see Purple from day-to-day and shall again this Christmas She is growing  in Christ her health has improved and she is at peace with God.  

From Purple to all, “Merry Christmas and God Bless each and every one of you just as He has Bless me!”

James says AMEN!!

                    

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