When a Friend Goes Home

I’m really struggling today. I was informed that another friend of mine, a really good violinist who retired from the Seattle Symphony as second violin, died.  He was struggling with prostate cancer (Stage 3), and he was to go in and have some sort of surgery for his heart.  Well, he didn’t make it to surgery.

My husband and I have known him for quite a few years.  We’ve been to their home and he attended the Wednesday evening Bible Study my husband attends and sometimes leads. He's come to the picnics in the park in the summer. He was just a fun person to be around.

Well, he’s gone; my heart aches because we won’t see him or laugh with him when he tells his awful (and very funny) jokes.  I will miss his homemade Almond Roca at Christmas. I have the recipe, but he made it with passion and love for that Almond Roca and his friends.  I will miss his Trader Joe’s one pound chocolate bar he always shared. I will also miss the beautiful music he played on his violin.  He loved music.

I don’t have any regrets, except that I would have loved to have sat and talked with him one more time.  For him to be taken down so quick, it is hard to take in, especially when his surgery was only three days away!

I hate heart disease and cancer. I hate them with as much fervor has I have in my being. I ask, "why?  I prayed for him. I went to heaven’s court for him.  Why Papa?"   My spirit sits in the Garden of my Heart.  Right now there is silence.  It is that silence that gives comfort and helps me grieve.

My dear friend, you are in the presence of your Savior, Jesus.  Wow. I can imagine the joy you must have. You are once again whole and young. Play your violin for Jesus. He loves hearing you play.  I know you are at peace, now just enjoy eternity.  It's now your Season of Singing.

In memory of Wesley R Fisk.

Died 04-12-2016

He was 74

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Season of Singing

Ancient Paths

Intercessory Prayer

Intercessory prayer has at times gotten a bad reputation. I am an intercessor and my journey in prayer over the years has been, let's say somewhat mundane. I went on a personal search for MORE of God. I wanted to connect with Him in a really initmate way, but had no idea how that worked or even what it looks like.

Back in April 24, 2014 I discovered what some would call "Papa God's heart". Here is an excerpt from that day's journal.

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This morning I was listening to a guy on YouTube, Robert Henderson. He was talking about "The Courts of Heaven".  He was talking about how intercessory prayer is actually taking something to Heaven's court.  I have also been reading more on intercessory prayer; different types of prayer for different things.

From the deepest place of my being, I began interceding on behalf of my church.  I began standing in on the church body's behalf and as I did, began repenting for being cynical and having hardened hearts. I asked forgiveness for losing the passion and fire of the relationship with God. I repented of pride and selfishness. I repented of putting our own desires before God's heart desire.  From the depths of my being I cried- weaping for our church.

You see we had become a "Nazereth". Our hearts had become hardened where God couldn't move corporately; in some individuals they were still open, but no more.

Then, I began declaring that we would seek God with a passion. I declared we would once  again have that fire in our hearts for God's heart; not seeing our own, but His. I declared we would have a new found Joy in Him; where our passion lies in a direct line with God's.  I declare that our church would begin to walk in the destiny that God showed me in a vision a year and a half earlier:  A Lighthouse to the City of Seattle. The power which comes diectly from God to the church, then flows out of each of us to the four corners.

I then began praying for the City of Seattle. My stomach hurt because of God's great sadness and hurt. I felt His sadness and great love for the city.  He wants to heal this city. I began repenting for the sins of the forefathers here in government. The people's prejudices and slavery. My heart literally hurt, because God's heart hurt. I asked God to forgive them because they didn't know what they were doing.

At this point, I began to place Gates of Protection around the city, especially for May 1st. I declared that Seattle would walk in the destiny God has called this city to. I asked Holy Spirit to hover over and around our city leaders and council. I asked protection for our police and fire departments. I repented for the lies and deception from the police leaders. I asked for clarity of truth, that they would not listen to deception and lies.

I also prayed for our nation and it's leaders. I repented on their behalf for turning away from God and listening to the evil one. I asked that we would hear God's truth far above all the lies and follow the voice of His truth.

I haven't wept like that since I went to Bethel. Then, I was released and my heart and stomach didn't hurt anymore. I actually felt lighter!

Amazing things I'm learning for the Kingom. I want to go deeper and God is taking me deeper.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below.
Praise Him above, ye Heavenly Host.
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

AMEN

In Solitude I Seek Him

In Solitude

I seek the Father

Standing alone,

Yet not alone.

In Solitude

I seek refreshment

Standing still,

Yet moving.

In Solitude

I seek Creation,

To show me

A creative Father.

In Solitude

I seek revelation,

Scriptures enlightened

A Savior.

In Solitude

I find the Father

Standing with me,

Always with me.

In Solitude

I seek Him

I find Him

I know Him.