Lord, help me to always pray And not give up on Thee, To know that You are listening Although I cannot see… Thy face nor hear Thy voice With neither eye nor ear, And yet Thy Word has promised Thy sheep Thy voice can hear…
Thy sheep You hold always Firmly in Thy hands, Eternal life You give them, None shall ever pluck them… From out of Thy hands For there are none so strong As Father God who holds each one Who’s greatest above all!
Lord, help me to always pray And not give up on Thee Nor melt into a pool of tears Then freeze in unbelief.
For Jesus, You are holding me Firmly in Thy grip Nothing can remove me, And You won’t let me slip…
None can separate me from Thy love, not life nor death, No, not all the hosts of hell Though me they come against And form a battle line From one end east to west They cannot wrest me from Thy mighty hands, Lord Jesus…
You are one with Father God, The greatest above all Who holds all of Thy holy sheep Forever in His heart,
“Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and He bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so He bringeth them unto their desired haven. Oh that men would praise the Lord for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men!” Psalms 107:28-31 KJV
Dear Heavenly Father, may we cry to You when we are troubled knowing that You hear our prayers.
Although we cannot see You, You are watching over us at all times.
Thy Word says in Isaiah 40 that You “…sit above the circle of the earth and that the people below are as grasshoppers…”
Though we are so tiny to You and that there are vast numbers of us, Thy Word also assures us that You cherish each of us.
You know and love us as if we were the only ones You had to love and that You want us to come to know You intimately.
Thy Word in Psalm 139 says that Your thoughts toward us outnumber the grains of sand on the seashore.
The Prophet Isaiah wrote that You number the stars and call them all by name, and You measure the dust of the earth.
Yet, Lord, Thy Word assures us that Thy love for each one of us is measureless.
So infinite is Thy love that You suffered and died for us on the cross in the person of Jesus Christ, Thy Holy Son, whose spotless blood paid the price to redeem us all from our sins.
When we doubt Thy love, may we look at the cross and see Thy love for us in the suffering of Jesus Christ to pay the price so that we could have fellowship with You, forgiveness from our sins, and eternal life.
Father God, thank You for giving Your Son Jesus Christ to pay for our sins. Forgive us for our trespasses. Help us to read Thy word to know how to live in a way that pleases You and to do Thy will on this earth.
Help us all to invite Jesus to live in our hearts to be our Savior so that we might have eternal life with You, in Jesus’ name, amen. I love You, Lord. 🖤
“But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me: thou art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.” Psalms 40:17 KJV
These past few days have been very challenging for my husband and me. Our little Yorkie, Miss Phee, has been suffering from an illness that is difficult to treat.
I ask you to join me in praying for her healing. I’m truly devastated over her illness.
She is eleven, so she’s not a young dog, but she’s a Yorkie and has always been full of life and energy up until this year. However, she has suffered from a liver shunt since she was three years old. Right now she is dealing with related issues, but not the liver shunt directly.
She hurt her back several months ago by jumping too much off of the furniture. I found that I could not prevent my little dog from hurdling herself off of things when she was excited~alas! Now she has pain associated with all that leaping about.
Alas—everything is painful for Miss Phee right now. And she needs much prayer. I remember my late dad saying as he got into his eighties that growing older was not for sissies. He even had a small pillow with that saying embroidered on it. Miss Phee must be at least eighty or ninety in dog years by now. I guess if she could talk she would agree with my dad’s bit of senior wisdom.
I am so grateful to the Lord that I have had my little Phee for eleven years, for liver shunt dogs aren’t usually as healthy as my little Miss Phee has been up until a few months ago.
Her vet said before she hurt her back that she was the poster dog for liver shunt dogs! Then back in the fall it all went downhill.
From the get-go Miss Phee was a fierce fighter. For when she was just a wee puppy, the vet had to redo her sutures about two months after she was spayed because she was allergic to the sutures and they caused her to have a bad reaction. She became very ill and had to go through that surgery twice.
I wept and prayed before the Lord for her healing for she had to be hospitalized for a week. It seemed I’d only had her for three months though it truly had been since August and now she was going to be taken from me. How could that be possible! But at the time the Lord promised she would be restored to me. He even gave me a promise that not only would she be healed, but she would be a healthy and strong little dog and that I would have her with me to enjoy for many years. He even gave me a sketch of her to go with my prayer.
Miss Phee had come to me through a dream that summer ~and a sketch. Now God was giving me another promise. Another sketch. He would not take her away. I stopped crying.
The previous spring and summer were among the worst of my life health wise. I had suffered the worst migraines ever up until that point.
My daughter was planning an early September wedding and I wanted very much to help her with her big day. I felt bad that I was bed ridden with allergies and severe migraines and was unable to be a part of the planning. The doctors could do nothing for me. I was losing hope that I would even be able to attend her wedding as mother of the bride. I was very depressed.
I had loved to walk before I got sick and had a particular route in my neighborhood that I took every day. As I walked I memorized the psalms and prayed for family and all kinds of needs as the Lord led me.
When I reached the summit of one particularly challenging hill, there was a panorama of the most beautiful mountains off in the distance. And I was always on a particular bible verse at that time.
“As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the Lord is round about His people from henceforth even for ever.” Psalms 125:2 KJV
The Lord was around me. I knew He was with me just as those mountains surrounded me.
One night I could not sleep, the pain in my head and neck were so severe. The Lord then encouraged me to say in my mind the Psalms I had memorized when I had been able to take my walks. He encouraged me to pray and meditate on His Word despite my pain.
He said to walk with Him in the Spirit, to walk our route in my heart while saying the psalms I had memorized.
The Lord is my light and my salvation. Whom shall I fear, the Lord is the strength of my life, of whom shall I be afraid? Psalms 27:1
As I began to repeat the Psalms over and over I drifted off to sleep. I saw my walking route. It was a beautiful summer day, with a bright blue sky and lovely white clouds drifting above me. Having walked down our big hill, I now found myself on the flat road saying Psalm 27. The Lord was with me in my heart.
Suddenly there was a little dog with me! I didn’t know what kind of dog this was. It just was a tiny little dog. We walked down the flat road through the neighborhood and on to the next one. Soon we came to the big hill.
I had to carry the tiny puppy in my arms because she could not walk up the big hill.
“As the mountains are round about Jerusalem so the Lord is round about His people from henceforth even to forever.” Psalm 125:2
We got back home and sat in the swing out back and looked up at the blue sky filled with clouds and prayed. In my dream, I saw Mark come home from work. He came up to the swing and looked at the little dog and lovingly smiled at her.
Just two weeks before I had prayed for a little dog and then asked Mark and he had said, “I don’t want to have an indoor dog, or any little dog in our house! I really can’t stand little dogs!” I had been praying and having my quiet time downstairs and started crying. “Lord I wish I had a little dog. But Mark doesn’t want one. The Lord spoke to my heart. I will change Mark’s heart. Did I hear God right? I didn’t ask Mark again.
In my dream I thought about what God had promised me about changing Mark’s heart, when he came up to me and the little dog in the swing. God had promised to change his heart. Now Mark joined us and picked up the little dog and smiled. He lovingly petted the puppy’s ears who licked his fingers. In my dream we all three sat in the swing in the backyard under the trees in the beautiful golden afternoon sunlight as the bright clouds drifted across the sky above us.
I then woke up and looked at Mark sleeping beside me in wonder.
“HONEY! I DREAMED ABOUT A LITTLE DOG!
Mark groggily woke up and asked me about my dream. I told him all about it. He sighed.
The next day he asked me to draw the little dog. I drew what the dog looked like in my dream. We took the sketch to the library and started searching through every dog book we could find. We finally found the breed that matched the dog in the sketch. It looked like a Yorkie puppy!
That morning I had another dream. In it the Lord Jesus was giving me that little Yorkie puppy from my earlier dream. He said this was my angel dog. I was responsible to take care of her now. And so was Mark. Then He released her to me. Down, down, down from His arms into my space she came! Then I awoke filled with joy at this beautiful new gift!
Later that day Mark called around and found a breeder in a town a couple of hours away. We went to see her and she had two female puppies. The smallest little one seemed to choose me! The little dog clung to me as I sang to comfort her on our way home that afternoon.
My neurologist found a medication that stopped my migraines just in time for my daughter’s wedding a couple weeks later. I was able to attend and we took little Phee. I named her Phoenix and Mark promptly renamed her Phee.
The Lord truly did change Mark’s heart because he has loved little Phee from the start. And she loves him. He has even bought clothes for her. That would never have happened had God not done a miracle in his heart.
She was God’s gift not only to me but to Mark as well. Then when I almost lost Miss Phee after she got spayed, God restored her to me with a promise and another sketch.
Now she is sick again.
You may wonder how if God promised she would be a healthy and strong little dog, did He then let her get the liver shunt? Why did she have health issues then? Because I have learned that God does not define good health the way humans do.
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” saith the Lord. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9 KJV
Miss Phee has always been healthy and strong in her own way, despite her liver shunt. Her doctor even said she was the poster dog for liver shunt dogs. This was true as long as she stayed within her boundaries and was given her meds. If she would eat the right things, she was healthy and strong and filled with energy and life.
“… they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and He saveth them out of their distresses. He sent His word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions. Oh that men would praise the Lord for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men!” Psalms 107:19-21 KJV
I ask you to join me in praying for my little Phee. If it is God’s will, He will heal her once again as He has before.
Thank you so much. God bless you,
In Christ’s Love,
Lord, Please Heal Miss Phee
Lord, I ask You hear my prayer Please heal Miss Phee I pray Oh Jesus, Lord, have mercy On her where she lay.
Have mercy on her, Jesus, Heal my little dog, Help her bark with joy again Her tail to wag with love.
Lord Jesus, help her eat And food not be her foe Help her body process food The way it’s supposed to go.
Lord Jesus, send Thy word, And fill her heart with life Let her legs be strong again And fill her eyes with light.
Wrap her in Thy arms, Lord, she is so cold! Help her not to be in pain, For Jesus, she is old…
Heal her, Jesus, give her back Her little life, I ask Hold her Jesus, hold her now, Heal her with Thy hands.
Lord Jesus, see her suffering! She’s suffered long with this! Heal her now, help her get well, Lord Jesus, let her live!
Oh Lord, she is so precious, Hear my cry, I pray! Make her well and let her live In Jesus’ holy name, Amen and amen.
What time I am afraid I will give Thee thanks Though all around me fall I’ll thank Thee for Thy grace By the blood of Jesus Through His cross by faith.
What time I am afraid To Thee, oh Lord, I’ll run, I will confess my sins I’ll ask Thee search my heart.
What time I am afraid I’ll put my Hope in Thee; You’ll come to my defense And will my fortress be.
What time I am afraid I’ll give to Thee my fears I will sing to Thee Then to me You’ll draw near.
What time I am afraid, Oh Lord, I’ll trust in Thee And thank You, Jesus, for Thy love And mercy You show me; Though I am a sinner, Lord, Thy gift of love is free.
What time I am afraid I will trust Thee, Lord, Though my sins be scarlet You’ve clothed me with Thy robe Of holy righteousness Gifted from Thy own While You these scarlet sins of mine Upon Thy cross You bore.
What time I am afraid, Lord, in Thee I will trust You’ve cast my sins as far away As east is from the west And will remember them no more Not for eternity; What time I am afraid, oh Lord, These things I will believe, In Jesus’ holy name, amen.
“For He hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.”
~2 Corinthians 5:21 KJV
“What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee. In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.”
~Psalms 56:3-4 KJV
“When I cry unto Thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me. In God will I praise His word: in the Lord will I praise His word. In God have I put my trust…”
~ Psalms 56:9-11 KJV
Heavenly Father, thank You for this prayer poem and these scriptures You gave me to share today.
May You use them to comfort and encourage any and all who are fearful, may You wrap Thy holy arms around them and comfort them with the calm assurance of Thy measureless love for them.
Help them know that You love them as if they were the only child that You had to love.
Bless them with a thousand reminders of Thy love for them today and help them know without a doubt that You have washed all their sins away in the spotless blood of Thy Son Jesus Christ as far as the east is from the west.
Thank You, We love You, Lord, In Jesus name, Amen.
He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For Thou art with me…” ~Psalm 23:1-4
Several years ago I came down with a simple virus. I thought it would go away in a few days, for I had always been a very healthy person. But after a week my symptoms only grew more alarming and by the end of the month they became debilitating.
I went from a healthy active person who walked 6 miles a day, to a person who could no longer walk, use my hands, or even see to read, write or draw, for my eye muscles would go into spasms if I tried to read anything. I had to stay still in a dark room and be quiet.
This was unbearable to me for I had been so used to being active.
As a working visual artist who drew almost constantly, being unable to use my hands was like being imprisoned in my body.
I was terrified for I did not know if the illness was permanent, or even what the illness was.
Nor did my doctors. They ran numerous tests on me for every horrible disease they could think of.
I was filled with fear and anxiety.
“Lord, why is this happening? Did I grieve you somehow?”
I prayed constantly and confessed every sin I could think of –and then some, because I was certain I had done some terrible thing to make God mad at me for allowing me to become so ill and lose so many abilities. All I had ever wanted to do was glorify Him.
Now all I could do was sit in silence before Him and weep. My head hurt constantly from migraines.
I listened to audio bibles and sermons and this comforted me tremendously.
The Psalmist wrote in Psalm 119:92 “Lord, unless Your law had been my delight, I would then have perished in my affliction.”
During my time alone with the Lord, I grew very close to Him. There is nothing like suffering and affliction to draw you closer to God. He spoke to my heart. He promised to heal me. I clung to His promise.
God’s word promises that “all things work together for good to those who love God” in Romans 8:28. I treasured all of the promises in His word trusting that all would be well, for God had never failed me.
All my life I had known Him to be faithful, just as His word says in Psalm 36:5 “Thy mercy, O Lord, is in the heavens; and thy faithfulness reacheth unto the clouds.”
After many tests the doctors determined that I had Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Fibromyalgia~ auto-immune illnesses caused by the Epstein Barre virus.
It took 4 months of physical therapy before I could use my hands again to draw, paint, and write. After about a year I was able to walk almost a mile.
The second painting I did after I regained the use of my hands was a watercolor inspired by Psalm 23, “The Lord is My Shepherd.”
The painting shows the Good Shepherd, Jesus, His face strong and steady in the
midst of a dark, blinding storm. His glowing clothes are billowing all about Him as He presses forward with nothing and no one able to stop Him or His purpose for the little one He has charge over. His frightened little child is crouching close behind Him to escape the blast of the stormy tempest.
The Lord is the child’s Shield, his Shelter, and Defender. The child clings to the Lord, as Christ leads Him through the Dark Valley of the Shadow; they are as one, they are so close together.
This image truly reflects my experience with my Lord Jesus ~ He was my Good Shepherd throughout my illness and never once failed me through my crisis of fear, worry, doubt, anxiety, weakness, and pain. He led me all the way through that horrible storm and encouraged me with His word, His love, and His presence.
The Gospel of John says that Jesus is the true light and “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.” ~John 1:5
I experienced the truth of that scripture through my affliction. And the painting is my expression of its truth.
I had my painting printed and made into an Encouraging Card, which I sell in our Etsy Shop.
The card is like a mini version of my painting. On the front of this card is the verse, “The Lord is my Shepherd…I will fear no evil, for You are with me.” Psalm 23:1,4(Updated King James Version Bible) On the back of the card, Psalm 23 is printed along with a vignette of the cover illustration.
This card has comforted many people through many trials. So I am thankful that the Lord allowed me to experience the terrible affliction that led me to be able to paint the picture. For I would never have been able to paint it had I not experienced the suffering, fear, comfort and faith all found in that image.
The Apostle Paul wrote to the Corinthian Church:
“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.” ~2 Corinthians 1:3-4
Heavenly Father, thank You for sending Your Son Jesus Christ to be our Good Shepherd to guide us down the path of righteousness, truth, and grace that we might live with You in peace forever. We love You, In Jesus’ name we pray, amen.