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Here is the Word God spoke to me to give to Wendy:

Exodus 15:26

…if thou wilt diligently hearken to the voice of the Lord thy God, and wilt do that which is right in His sight, and wilt give ear to His commandments, and keep all His statutes, I will put none of these diseases upon thee, which I have brought upon the Egyptians: for I am the Lord that healeth thee.

 

I spoke to Wendy’s husband Stan before I had gone over to speak this message.  I had felt that out of respect and kindness to them both I had needed his permission to go ahead with it.  He had said that this scripture verse was speaking of the plagues the Lord God had poured out on the Egyptians and only them.  I then shared with him how the Lord God had taken Moses out of Egypt which represented the world.  Moses was taken out of his comfort zone and had to truly trust in the Lord.  The Children of Israel needed to place their trust in Him also and that is where Wendy comes into play.  She is in the last stages of lung cancer.  The Lord spoke and said that if Wendy would believe His written Word then He would give her back her life.  All she had to do was believe.  Wendy is one of the many Jewish women I had cleaned house for.  I have known her for approximately 10 years.  I had stopped cleaning her home for about a year.  Wendy needed someone that was going to be around for several more years and that was something I couldn’t commit to.  When she was first diagnosed with this cancer I saw the way she started to run things.  Her thoughts were on having the house run smoothly for her husbands’ sake.  She had several things done to the house so that Stan didn’t have to deal with them once she’d gone.  Although she was careful to use the words ‘death’ or ‘dying’ she knew that the cancer would eventually take her life and so she started to put up a big fight against it.  She began a health and exercise regimen and was faithful to her new routine.  She extended her life as far as anyone with lung cancer could.  Anyway, having a regular housekeeper was very important to her and we both decided that it was better for both of us if I would leave that part of our relationship behind.  We split amiably but our friendship continued on. During those years at their home Wendy and I had many philosophical and religious discussions.  I know that her belief in God was not so strong.  She felt that you had to do things your own way and that God really didn’t have a say in your life.  All a person had to do was live a good life by being a good person.  The family was definitely number one.  Friendships were second.  God really never fit into her life except on the Jewish religious holidays.  Now those times were very important.  Mainly it was a time for family and very close friends. Wendy had many friends but only a handful were as close as family.  She was very blessed in that way.  Yet, I can never understand how people could be religious yet doubt the very Word that was written.  What god are they honoring?  Can you honor something that you don’t believe in?  Scripture says (Romans 4:3) that Abraham believed God and it was counted unto him for righteousness.  If there is any doubt about God then shouldn’t they look on the very life of father Abraham and use that as an example on how to be?  Well, now the Lord has given Wendy a second chance.  He has sent a messenger in the form of a housekeeper and friend.  Will she receive His Word?  What do you think?  Where is your faith?  

 

Isaiah 61:1-3

The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; He hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;

To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn;

To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He might be glorified.

 

I am but who I am Lord and I can only do what is asked of me.  I am in Your hands and am guided by Your will.  It is a glorious thing what You have told me to do even though at this time the enemy is trying to instill his fear into me. It has to be You and not me that is to do this thing for I surely will make it a blunder.

 

Where is Wendy now? She is lying in bed weighing less than 100 pounds and very much disoriented. That is what has been told to me by one of her friends. Everyone is amazed that she is still alive. I’m not. It is only when God decides it is time that she will go on. Everyone believes it is a personal decision. These people don’t know God. We don’t have the authority to release ourselves. If Wendy thought that her being here caused grief to her family she would want to be released. I’ve heard them say that she’s not ready to go and how sorry they are for her family because it must be so hard to just watch all of this. Yes it is hard I know because I’ve been through it myself on many occasions. It’s hard but you want to hold on and not let them go because once they’ve gone you won’t ever see them the way they were. You won’t ever touch them or hold them or be able to say “I love you” ever again. It is final.

 

Months have passed and Wendy has gone. I had come to see her to bring her the good news of God’s Word. Stan was not there but Elizabeth, Wendy’s youngest sister was. She did not receive me too well and wanted to protect Wendy from my Christianity.  She looked over my shoulder to see what scripture I was sharing with her and said that the Rabbi had already come and spoken to her. I understand that she wanted to protect her but the word I had spoken was from the Old Testament prophets. Same word yet I was a different representative.  I had believed that Wendy would hear this word, believe it and then get out of bed and proclaim that the Lord had healed her.  I hadn’t counted on anyone holding me back. Yet, I know now that she did hear it in spirit. I believe that the Lord spoke to her and she received it before she died. That last breath was her receiving Him.  Now when the rest of us live our lives and go on will we wait until our last breath to receive Him?  Will we even have that chance?
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