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My First Blog Post

In the beginning….

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

— Oscar Wilde.

This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.

In the beginning….

….well I guess we all “began” on the inside! We were created in secret and were fully alive before anyone else knew we existed.

I want to be fully alive, on the inside, still today.

My desire is for all I love and everyone I meet, and even those I will never see face to face who hear my voice or read any words that bubble up, to be fully alive on the inside as well.

Until our next conversation here, ponder this needed answer….what is alive within you today!

Another Generation Now in Danger

Every day is a gift. All life is precious! I went to the store during the “senior” hour, and there was this young 30 year old in line and I overheard this conversation beginning with her first statement of “I did not know this was geriatric day!” With a loud laugh looking all around. An older woman behind her said softly, “The announcement was made that many grocery stores are recommending those over 60 who are in a high risk category to come get what they need during this first hour to help protect them against the virus. Younger healthy people can be carriers even if they do not get sick, and older ones and those who are already weaker for other reasons can die.” This younger person, very loudly then stated in an extremely disrespectful voice, “Well, I am a lawyer and that sure does sound like discrimination to me!” Then the cashier said to the younger person, “We will not turn anyone away. It’s okay you are here now.” And the one who began the conversation smiled a big smile and with a triumphant look took her receipt and said, “Well that is good to know!” The older woman said no more and the cashier was not real friendly to her at all. I recognized the reality that prayer is now happening like never before, everywhere, because I sure was praying for all the moms and dads and aunties and uncles and grandparents who will not be around this time next year….and for those 50 and under who will be! LORD HAVE MERCY….as we continue to contend for the babies in the womb in danger of being aborted, we must pray for the elderly in our land who seem to be the current group of people we must contend for with urgency!

A friend posted this about me!

Interview with Debra Cossu

After twelve years as a missionary in the house of prayer, Debra Cossu is certain that there is nothing else she would rather do. But what gives her such confidence to spend her life devoted to prayer? Last month, in a coffee shop, I met with Debra to find out.

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This interview was not our first meeting. I first introduced myself to Debra through a tiny note several months ago. I had been pacing in the prayer room and feeling like I was failing at being an intercessory missionary. Then I looked over at Debra, sitting at her corner table with her bible propped against the wall and LOVE colorfully written on the pages. I knew nothing about her, but I heard the Lord say, “She is a deep well”. Since that day, I have experienced the truth of those words many times.

Therefore, I was excited to meet again, last month, and learn more about Debra. We settled in our chairs at the coffee shop and thanked one another for the opportunity. Then I began by asking her how she came to live a life devoted to prayer. 

“I was not raised in a Christian home,” said Debra, “but I found myself calling out to God and feeling like he was my Father.” Debra was praying even before she knew God. But one day, there came a point in Debra’s life where this God she was calling out to had to respond.

“Something happened at home, and in tears I walked out the front door telling God that if He did not show me He was real I was not going to go on living any more,” said Debra. That very same day, Debra gave her heart to Jesus in a Methodist church up the street from her house. She was sixteen years old.

Now, 43 years later, Debra is still praying. For her prayer is all about relationship.“Prayer is simply a conversation; a relationship, not something you do, but who you are,” said Debra, “God is wanting to share his heart with you, and wants you to share yours with him.”

At this statement, I looked up at Debra and nodded my head in agreement. But within my heart I questioned, “Is that it? What about results? What about answers?” As I continued listening, I found out that Debra understood my struggle. Many times she was faced with her own humanity seeing people in crisis situations that would take divine intervention to help. And she cried out for God to answer them. Yet she did not get discouraged when the answers didn’t come. “There are mysteries in life…we don’t always see answers to prayer, but its not about results its about the person we pray to. We must grasp hold to the One who is the answer,” said Debra.

Once again, Debra centered her life devoted to prayer in the context of relationship with God. There is someone listening to us. And it is this someone – Jesus Christ – that Debra desires all people to get to know. “Jesus loves you and is closer than your skin. We are longing for love from the moment we come into the world, and Christ is love,” said Debra.

Helping people connect with the indwelling Christ and “listen to love speak” is Debra’s life passion. Whether through her newsletters, teaching, or writing; Debra seeks to help people rest in the reality that they are loved by God. “We can face anything, if we know we are loved,” said Debra.

As I came to the end of my questions, I felt deeply encouraged as intercessory missionary. We prayed together and thanked one another again. I smiled big. I knew that the next day she would be in her regular chair in the prayer room, doing what she had always done – praying.

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Intercessory missionaries raise their own funds to continue full-time in the house of prayer. Sponsor Debra to continue doing the work of intercession. Go here and enter DC835194 for online giving through IHOPKC or give a gift via PayPal to dlcossu@gmail.com. The Father rewards such giving (Matt.6:4). 

Enter with Joy

Being an intercessor as a calling, over the decades I have come to acknowledge I must be partnering with The Intercessor, Christ Jesus The Lord, and the declarations of His heart. This month I am freshly aware there are others also who join in the symphony to see God’s Kingdom Come on earth…..a great cloud of witnesses cheering us on from that balcony in heaven. Pause for a moment. Rest in the reality, whatever you are facing, you are not alone. Jesus and our Father are having conversations Concerning YOU, even right now. Also, those you know and love who are awaiting your arrival in Paradise, are keenly aware of your needs, and the destiny for which you have remained this side a while longer. I am certain, when they are asking in your behalf, every request will be fulfilled! May the coming year, the entire decade, hold many sudden fulfillment’s, long awaited answers and joy to strengthen and encourage you to continue on with a smile! A M E N

The unexpected

Grief touches us all, and must be acknowledged and even embraced for our hearts to heal. Many times it suddenly comes out as anger or depression. We usually don’t have reason or understanding for the sudden outbursts, until we remember the losses and heartaches that have left a void within. Be patient with others during this holiday season, and even more so with yourself. Peace….one day, it will all be made right. There is One who weeps with you….

PIECES RESTORED ….PEACE IS RESTORED

Revelation 21:5 “He who was seated on the throne said, ‘I am making everything new!”

Vision:

I was in front of a large warehouse.

Across the door was written:

“Piece’s Restored”

As I went inside there was a myriad of all different kinds of  boxes. Most like shoeboxes, some the type roses would be carried in, some cartons, and crates, and even coffins! 

They were all sizes and shapes and colors. Each box had a string that held it tied securely, and a tag with a picture of the contents.  This was the largest warehouse I had ever seen, and it was full, with more boxes being brought in all the time.  I walked down the row I had begun, and FINALLY reached the end where there was a worktable set up just inside the exit door. 

There stood the Lord, with tools laying all around Him, and a big vat of something very thick and sweet smelling.  It contained a liquid that was a ruby red, very glossy and shiny.  He had just completed what He had been working on, and turned it around for me to see.  It was a beautiful Tiffany style lamp, unlike any on earth.  He placed the tag that had come with it underneath the base of this beautiful lamp as His signature card.  It was a picture of what had come into His hands from the box….Ugly and broken pieces of junk all jumbled and disorganized had been tossed into the box and cast aside.  All of these boxes in the warehouse  held similar contents of broken and discarded pieces, parts that were useless and unwanted or tossed aside. 

Now that these contents had been made new, it was placed on a serving tray to be  carried out the exit door.  Above the exit door was written:

‘Peace is Restored.”

Word of the Lord:

My peace I give to you.  You have given Me the pieces of your life, and I make all things new.  Out of broken dreams will come the dream I have waiting just for you.  From destroyed hopes will come My hope fulfilled for many.

It is the blood I shed for you that is the very essence which has carried you through, and will keep you together for what lies ahead. Life is in the blood, and I restore life to you this day.  My life poured out, will flood into you, and I will seal and secure the pieces brought to  Me. Even those you withheld out of shame or pride, or a combination of both, I will mold into something beautiful to show forth My glory!

It is My love poured out that has filled in the empty places, and now holds all things made new.  Even if you feel like some of the pieces are still missing, I declare to you this day that is just more space for My love to flood in and fill you.  The varying sizes and shapes of the pieces do not matter in My hands, for as My blood, the blood of the covenant you have entered into with Me, seeps into the cracks and crevices of your life, every part will be held and molded in place.

Then, as each of you has been rebuilt and reconstructed, I shall form and fashion you together in ways that were not possible before you were broken and needed to be made anew.

Piece’s Restored, Peace is restored.

To you,

made new,

in My love.

THIS is YOUR INVITATION

WELCOME

Through the ages, a devotional approach to fellowship with God has been called by various names. Madam Guyon called this expression of prayer “the inner way.” Brother Lawrence named this lifestyle of fellowship with God “Practicing His Presence.” Others have referred to it by such terms as waiting on God, basking in His presence, beholding the Christ within, the way of the heart and the prayer of silence. These approaches, as well as many others, are as divers and unique as the individuals who pursued communion with the indwelling Christ in these ways. God, who lives inside every believer, has things to say, and will speak to His own who are wiling to listen.

Silent waiting in faith upon the indwelling Christ is our beginning, We focus our entire being upon the Indwelling One, who has taken up His abode in the very center of our being. This devotional lifestyle begins with opening our hearts to receive from Him. We are simply responding to the hunger that He has already put in our heart because of His desire to fellowship with us. We respond to our hunger by quieting ourselves in His presence and simply letting Him love us.

After receiving His love, we are enabled to love Him in return as never before. We love Him because He first loved us and encountering Him on the inside helps us to put first things first. Christ is waiting for us to come aside in silence and experience Him always with us. He works on behalf of those who are willing to wait for Him, and we are changed in the process!

The Lord’s invitation to be still and know Him is truly a command for these last days-to keep our hearts from growing cold in all that is about to happen-and the Holy Spirit will escort us to where we cannot go on our own. There are depths of the Presence of God inside each one of us that are reserved for those who will stop, be still and know Him.

Having a history in God, of deep relationship with Him, is how those who are persecuted for their faith are sustained, and how we remain faithful through the trials and sorrows of life. He is the sustaining power of our lives. In the days ahead, life in the secret place with Him is what will keep us alive, in His love!

These are to be times of rest and encounter for your heart. Listening prayer is a place of relief from petitioning and an entrance into partnering deeply with,   and within, the heart of Christ.

Intimacy with Jesus is a private experience. His way of coming to us is defined by Him alone. He meets us according to our present relationship with Him, and the measure of our hunger for Him. Every experience with Him is unique, so do not compare what happens in your heart to what anyone else has told you. Listening prayer cannot be taught. It is simply the fulfillment of your heart’s desire, and of His, for encounter. It is not defined or restricted by any method, although there are various ways to begin. It is your own journey inside, and into His Presence! He has been awaiting your arrival, and with joy will meet you through feelings and pictures and words, as you come and behold Him!

LIFE IS IN THE BLOOD

THE SEVEN WAYS JESUS BLED The Journey of Love Christ took to The Cross

Jehovah-Shalom, THE LORD MY PEACE  ***Jesus sweat GREAT DROPS OF BLOOD. He wrestled for my peace first of all. In the garden, out of EVERY pore, His love flowed freely. He met and conquered all fear and mental anguish that would ever dare assault me! Doubt, worry, unforgiveness, etc. are all covered by this first flow of blood. Luke 22:44 “Being in conflict He prayed more intently. And His sweat became as great drops of blood, falling down upon the earth.” PREVAILING POWER OF PEACE

Jehovah-Shamma, THE LORD IS THERE ***Jesus​ the bled internally as He was BRUISED. All inherited, generational sins and curses are covered. Iniquity’s curses due to  the sin of others, going back three and four and even ten generations, cannot affect me now because of this flow. Matthew 26:67 “Then they spit in His face, and buffeted Him, and some struck Him with the palms of their hand…”  I HAVE BEEN BORN-AGAIN. GOD IS MY PAPPA

Jehovah-Rapha, THE LORD THAT HEALS ***Jesus took STRIPES upon His back for my  body. Moses cried out to see the glory of God, and God showed His back! Isaiah 53:5 “But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him, and with His stripes we are healed.”  PHYSICAL HEALING NOW

Jehovah-Jireh, THE LORD WILL PROVIDE***Jesus​ bled as the crown of thorns was pressed upon HIS BROW. This was for when I mock His Lordship and frees me from my own transgression against Him. Matthew 27:29-31 “Having woven a crown out of thorns, they put it on His head, and a reed in His right hand; and, bowing the knee before Him, they mocked Him, saying,’ Hail, King of the Jews!’ And having spit upon Him, they took the reed and beat him on His head. And when they had mocked Him, they took the cloak off Him, and put His own clothes on Him, and led Him away to crucify.” CHRIST PAID MY DEBT IN FULL!

Jehovah-Tsidkenu, THE LORD MY  RIGHTEOUSNESS***Jesus bled from HIS HANDS for the evil things I have done, and the good worksI refused to do. Luke 24:39-40 “Behold My hands and My feet, that it is *I* Myself. Handle Me and see, for a spirit has not flesh and bones as you see Me having. And having said this He showed them His hands and His feet.”  MY HANDS ARE NOW HOLY

Jehovah-Ra-ah, THE LORD MY SHEPHERD ***Jesus bled out of HIS FEET.  This was for  every time I walk in self-willed disobedience or refused to go where He was leading. Luke 24:39-40 “Behold My hands and My feet, that it is *I* Myself. Handle Me and see, for a spirit has not flesh and bones as you see Me having. And having said this He showed them His hands and His feet.”  I WALK ON THE ISAIAH 35 HIGHWAY OF HOLINESS

Jehovah-Nissi, THE LORD MY BANNER***Jesus bled out of HIS SIDE when He was pierced with the sword and blood and water both flowed. This was for the victory over my humanity, so I can be right by His side, now and forevermore! Isaiah 53:5 “He was wounded for our transgressions; He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him.” MY ETERNITY HAS ALREADY BEGUN  

IT IS TIME TO GIVE THANKS: CANCELED

Well, now that I have your attention, Thanksgiving should be our daily experience, and not just a once a year celebration. SUDDENLY I have a new personal reason to celebrate and give thanks continually. I have known that I was forgiven, but still lived under the weight of regret that was tangible, until I was given a powerful, personal glimpse that my debt of sin, has been canceled. I had been listening to John Paul Jackson talking about enlarging the spirits capacity https://youtu.be/4i2PdW0O-bo and in the midst of it I was upset with myself feeling failure again over the times I had not obeyed the Lord. I was not in fear of losing my salvation or any of the rewards from times of obedience. I was not weeping for myself. A deep sorrow and regret for the impact of my sin upon my children…and all generations following was consuming me. I began to weep uncontrollably, crying out mercy for them. I then began reminding the Lord how I had forgiven everyone, and prayed blessings upon them, and even fully cancelled the debt my heart was demanding from them. I really had done all of that for others and was crying and pleading that same freedom for the generations after me, to be released.

SUDDENLY In my heart I was kneeling before the cross and weeping from the depths of my soul. How could I go to the judgement seat to give an account of my life, knowing the effects my sin had upon my children. I felt so sick inside. I was begging to know what I could do to protect my children and grandchildren and cause the blessing to be released to them instead of the effects of my sin. I was completely overwhelmed in sorrow, and now terrified to hear what God would speak to me when it was my time to go before Him at the Judgment Seat.
SUDDENLY I heard clearly the voice of the Lord speaking to my heart. I looked up, and Jesus, the Christ, was hanging on the cross with His gaze set on me. There was so much love as He spoke:

*AT THE JUDGMENT SEAT YOU WILL SEE, AND UNDERSTAND FULLY, THE VERDICT OF YOUR GUILT, AND HOW IT WAS ALL PLACED UPON ME AT THE CROSS. YOU ARE FORGIVEN DEBRA. I AM YOUR SAVIOR AND NOT JUST THE ONE YOU FEEL MOST COMFORTABLE BEING WITH. I STILL HAVE NOT SHOWN YOU THIS SIDE OF ME FULLY, BUT AS YOU HAVE BEEN REVIVED IN TAKING COMMUNION AGAIN, REALLY PARTICIPATING IN THAT TIME OF DIVINE EXCHANGE WITH ME, I REMIND YOU OF WHEN I CAME TO YOU ON THE CROSS ONCE BEFORE. AT THAT TIME I WANTED TO HEAL YOU IN 1977, AND YOU WERE HEALED. THIS TIME I GIVE YOU ANOTHER GLIMPSE, BECAUSE I WANT TO FREE YOU. YOU ARE FREED. FREED FOREVER FROM THE REGRET AND DEBT OF YOUR SIN. BELIEVE AND RECEIVE THE REALITY THAT YOU ARE NOT JUST SAVED, YOU ARE COMPLETELY FORGIVEN. I HAVE CANCELED YOUR DEBT, THE DEBT YOU OWE ME. I DID AS SOON AS YOU REPENTED. AS YOU ARE WEEPING EVEN MORE NOW FEELING THE TRUTH I AM IMPARTING, I WANT YOU TO SHARE THE DEPTH OF JOY I HAVE IN WHAT YOU HAVE DONE FOR OTHERS. DOING THIS IS SO IMPORTANT AND ITS EFFECT IS ETERNAL. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. NEVER, NEVER AGAIN WALLOW BACK INTO THE LIES OF CONDEMNATION. I AM YOUR SAVIOR AND I HAVE SAVED YOU. YOU ARE FORGIVEN AND FREED FROM THE DEBT YOU WERE EVEN CLINGING TO. CHILD YOUR DEBT HAS BEEN CANCELED. YOU ARE FREE! *I AM YOUR SAVIOR. EVERY TIME YOU REACH FOR MY HEART SAYING, “I NEED A SAVIOR”, IT IS A BEAUTIFUL AND PURE FORM OF WORSHIP THAT ARISES LIKE SWEET SMELLING INCENSE, BRINGING COMFORT TO MY HEART. THANK YOU FOR SHARING IN MY SUFFERINGS. I AM THE RISEN LORD. THE GOD OF ALL FLESH. I AM THE SAME YESTERDAY, TODAY AND FOREVER. DEBRA THEREFORE, I STILL HOLD TO THE CROSS. *EVEN IN MY GLORIFIED BODY, I CLING TO THE CROSS, AS YOU HAVE LEARNED TO DO. YOU SHARE IN MY SUFFERINGS, NOT BY ENDURING WHAT YOU SUFFER YOURSELF, BUT YOU SHARE IN MY SUFFERINGS WHEN YOU ACKNOWLEDGE AND REMEMBER AND COMFORT ME WITH YOUR LOVE. HERE. WHEN YOU ARE SEEING ME NAILED HERE, IN MY SUFFERING YOU COMFORT ME BY STAYING. LOOK AT MY WOUNDS AND ALL YOURS WILL BE TRANSFORMED. PRECIOUS CHILD, I SEE YOU FROM THIS VANTAGE POINT OFTEN. MY SUFFERING PAID YOUR DEBT IN FULL AND RANSOMED AND DELIVERED YOU FROM DEATH. YOU ARE ALIVE FOREVERMORE. NO ONE WHO HAS ME ALIVE ON THE INSIDE OF THEM EVER DIES, EVEN WHEN THEIR TEMPORAL FRAME IS DESTROYED. YOU WILL REMAIN CLOSEST TO ME HERE, AT THE CROSS. IN THE GOOD TIMES AND THE BAD. BOTH ARE A RESULT OF WHAT I ENDURED. YOU NEVER HAVE TO JUST ENDURE ANY SITUATION IN LIFE. I ENDURED THE CROSS SO YOU CAN TRULY LIVE. LIVE-REMEMBER-PROCLAIM-CHERISH THE CROSS. I KNOW YOU ALWAYS WILL. NOW YOU KNOW TOO. EACH OF YOUR CHILDREN HAVE AN INVITATION TO MEET ME HERE AS WELL. I ASSURE YOU, NO CHILD COVERED IN SUCH TEARS, WILL EVER PERISH!

Pappas Heart, the Womb of Life

I was commissioned to paint a view of God’s heart for the fellowship hall of a church back home.

I did not really begin to paint until I was almost 50 after taking my one and only course thanks to my workplace at the time. From the very first stroke on a canvas, it seemed like each application that was placed, was actually a prayer. Every painting I have done has been a result of praying with a specific person or theme in my heart.

When this invitation to paint the heart of God, The Father’s Heart came, it was to be placed in a fellowship hall, and my heart leaped because I know He loves fellowship. I actually painted this one I am sharing today, The Womb of Life, now called, CHOSEN, as my practice one to gain His heart for those who would see the resulting trio that developed. Those will be shown in other heart notes here one day.

As each brush stroke was applied I knew this crimson color was the foundation. As I pressed in to know the reality of Daddy-God’s heartbeat, it seemed what was developing was an expressionistic view of the organ of a heart. I could see developing some darker strokes appearing as veins and arteries popping up, and deep inside light was emerging. Then one day as I stepped back to gaze on what was developing, I could see, the supposed heart, now appeared to be actually a womb, with New Life inside!

Therefore, it was as if God Himself declared, “My heart is the womb of life!”

All I can say in summary of this post is, “I DO BELIEVE”