Are You in the Pressure Pot of Responsibility? Parenting? Are you toiling and boiling and don’t know how to get out?

Are you desperately trying to find that one release valve? Is there such a thing as God’s pressure pot?

Do you know what a pressure pot is? Ever used a pressure pot? No? Maybe? Yes?

I’ll share one thing with you: I have. One thing you first learn about a pressure pot is…it can be very dangerous if not done properly.

You have to know your altitude. You have to know how much poundage to put on the pot for the content; what you are cooking up. You have to know how to crank the heat up properly and then adjust it, and keep it adjusted. And then you have to know how to properly vent it and let it cool down, release the pressure so it doesn’t blow up in your face when you take the lid off.

Now, I have the new “pressure pot” on today’s market. It’s called Instant Pot, or “Instapot” with all the convenient bells and whistles: pre-times settings, push button controls, and easy venting. You really don’t have to know anything, just add a little water, put your food inside, set your pressure valve one way, and then lock the lid, set it, and let it go. Wahla!!0

Now the InstaPot is not for canning for long time preservation of food. It’s just for a quicker cook.

But neither of these is the pressure pot I’m talking about. I’m talking about God’s pressure pot. The pot He puts us in and cranks up the heat. Still don’t know what I’m talking about? Let me describe it this way: The pressure pot of responsibility our parents put us in when they were teaching us how to be responsible could be a parallel likeness.

“Oh,” you say? “My parents didn’t teach you how to be responsible like that.”

Okay, I understand. You’re of that generation where we, as parents, were told how bad, cruel, and abusive we were if we put pressure on our children in the form of parental control. And we were told our children should run the household. If utter confusion set it, we were bad parents!! Uh…and then there was the ugly word, or should I say the word that soon became the ugliest word of all… Uh…let’s whisper it. “Spanking.” Oh no! You’re a bad parent!

Oh, but the word “spanking” wasn’t the word they used to “guilt” us into believing we were abusive if we disciplined our children with a “spanking.” The word they used with a horrified tone and insinuation of abuse went this way: “You “struck” your child? How horrible. It’s abuse!! Ten times over it’s abuse!” Afterwards went like this: RED ALERT!! RED ALERT!! ABUSE! ABUSE! GET THE POLICE!! PUT THEM IN JAIL! TAKE THE CHILDREN!

Now let me tell you, this confused a lot of parents, me included. Was I abusive if I spanked my children?

No, I’m was not. To say I was was, was catamount to accusing not only me of being an abusive parent, but my parents too, and also my grandparents, and great grandparents, and great, great grandparents of being child abusers. All the way back to Adam and Eve probably. And then to God! Think about that.

Isn’t it a good thing all these so-called child experts came along at the right time to tell us parents who were “spanking” their children we were being abusive, contradicting thousands of years of parents and grandparents correcting their children! Whew! And just in time! (Sarcasm here!)

My parents spanked me. They were not abusers. They raised us with discipline, work, and they ran our home as parents parenting; as leaders. And let me tell you, we were not the easiest bunch to bring up. But they did, and you know why? Because their parents raised them with discipline, as their parents did before them. Now when I say discipline, I don’t mean beating your children half to death, which is abuse. I mean discipline in the form of adult leadership, adult guidance, adult supervision, and adult behavior. Yes, my parents and grandparents practiced what they preached. We children did not dictate what went on in my parents’ home, our parents did. We did not dictate anything to our parents because we respected them and their roles as adults. We did not dictate or demand as if we were “entitled” to anything, even though we worked hard, as they did.

Respect is taught, and earned, not given out just because someone thinks they deserve it, or should I say, “entitled” to it. I respected my parents, and still do even though they’ve gone to be with the Lord.

Let me tell you, we were raised on a single family farm, which was our sole income. My momma and daddy built it from a scrap of land with only one barn on it. We learned to work hard for the roof over our head, food on our table (that we mainly grew) and the clothes on our back. We were taught the essentials of life: food, shelter, clothing, which were the tangible things. We also learned the intangible things: respect, obedience, and whether we hugged or kissed each other, which we seldom did, we understood the intangible spirit of love that bonded us from the top down; from our parents down to each of us. Everything else was just icing on the cake, so to speak.

So I was raised in the pressure pot of responsibility. It was hard sometimes. Did we children groan, complain, get mad, and rebel against it at times? Yes, yes we did. Did we get a spanking for it sometimes? Or a whipping? Yes, yes we did. But we were in Momma and Daddy’s pressure pot cooking. They knew how much pressure to put on our behinds. They knew how to adjust the discipline to meet the offence, which consisted of talking back, disrespecting them, and not doing what you were told. And they knew how to let the pressure off when we got a “whoopin’” on our behinds.

Did we ever “blow our lids?” Oh yeah, we vented, we just did not “blow up” in their faces. Let me tell you, there were a few trees in the woods that I cussed out over and over; vented on them my anger at the injustice, or what I thought as a child was injustice, at getting my spanking for bad behavior. And one misbehaving little monkey was not going to stop the show, or the work on the farm! Work on the farm was catamount to eating. And let me tell you…we ate good, real good. I sure would love to have some of that homegrown, nutritious food I grew up eating.

Let me tell you, on the farm, with yard work, housework, field work, animals and youngun’s to feed, it wasn’t about how we “felt” on any given day. Knowing we would get a spanking, knowing they would get angry at us, knowing we had to do our chores, our school work, and contribute to the work, put pressure on us to buck up to being responsible every day. We didn’t realize at the time that Momma and Daddy were not just growing beans, corn, tobacco, other crops, cows, hogs, chickens, goats, cats, and dogs, they were growing seven children into respectable, hardworking, caring, and responsible adults. They were growing us into adults who became ready, willing, and able to leave home knowing how to buck up every day, work, and take care of ourselves and our own families as we faced the challenges of everyday life.

You know why? I’ll tell you. Because bucking up to the pressure our parents put on us made us strong. When you prune the vine–cut out the excess and sometimes dead wood of bad behavior–you make the vine stronger. It was the beginning of bringing out of us what God put in us. In standing up to that pressure, and discipline it made us strong people who could stand up to the difficulties that we would encounter in the world we were going to be released into one day as adults. We were raised to view our options, make critical choices, and use self discipline to do it.

Iron sharpens iron. My parents were iron, and they sharpened us, the tools in their “shed of life.” As their parents did before them and theirs before them, and so on and so on.

My parents’ daily pressure pot of responsibility bonded us as a family as it brought out the good and bad in us–just like a pressure pot does with food. They tried to shape the good, and make us fight our own undesirable behavior to become self-disciplined. Don’t think for one second we were not told when our behavior was unacceptable, and they did not spare our “feelings” or the “rod” when it came to correcting that bad behavior as we learned right from wrong; real right from wrong. Not the hogwash that is being promoted in the world today: right is now wrong, and wrong is right! It is lies, and I’m sad to say too many have bought into these lies. Our children are paying the price through confusion, not knowing or understanding the basic necessities for life, and having an entitled mentality. This is not of God. And God is not pleased with our parenting today.

This blog in no way is bashing any of you as parents. I’m only saying what I have lived and observed over the years of change in this world, culture, and so called modern way of thinking. And let me say this: The basics of life have not changed, just the thinking around it. What do I mean? Basics: food, shelter, clothing, family love, and God’s love. Our children’s understanding of the basics of life fly around objects, having everything the world of possessions’ has to offer; and have it right now!! This is confusion.

1 Corinthians 14:33 (KJV)
33 For God is not the author of confusion, but of peace, as in all churches of the saints.

With too many pressures from culture, media, social media, schools, and colleges, too many of us, as parents, have so relaxed our morals, let go of our standards, and given in to the pressure pot of the world, the culture, and too much “like-ism,” wanting everyone and everything to “like” us so we can all be “alike” in the world. No individuality; cookie cutter people. No competing with our own bad behavior, or facing it. No “real” right from wrong, excluding God and His word.

In other words…we, as parents, are dull iron today. We sharpen no one. We, as pressure pots, are useless. And lots of our children are venting back at us; putting pressure on us to help them get everything they want…and now!! No learning the basics of life, no self-discipline, and very little real happiness, and no liking themselves because of inner integrity, which is what God requires of us; integrity in His morals.

Let me confess here: My husband and I were one of these kinds of parents too, I’m sorry to say. And our children too, at one point paid a high price under the pressure pot of the changing culture.

In the King James Version of the Bible it says:

Proverbs 13:24 (KJV)
24 He that spareth his rod hateth his son: but he that loveth him chasteneth him betimes.

The Bible in Basic English says it this way:

Proverbs 13:24 (BBE)
24 He who keeps back his rod is unkind to his son: the loving father gives punishment with care.

What could be the remedy for all this? The “proverbial” rod? (Pun intended here!) More than just the good old fashioned rod, the possible answer could, of course, be God’s pressure pot. But how do we, as parents, bring our children, in this toxic culture, into God’s pressure pot for His type of responsibility?

Well, we’ll cover that in The Pressure Pot of Responsibility II!

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Are Fans of America’s Favorite Sports Being Played?

Baseball, hotdogs, apple pieand America!

Our great American past times; baseball (NBL), football (NFL), racing (NASCAR), and…BOYCOTT? WHAAAT? Why are we boycotting ourselves? Should we or shouldn’t we? Well, as a devout non-sports-competition-of-any-kind person, I think…ah…maybe…we should NOT!!! And here’s why….

In light of what’s going on in these United States of America, that I dearly love, by the way, today, I have never seen SUCH A SMALL FRACTION OF OUR COUNTRY TRYING SO HARD TO DIVIDE THE REST OF US!!! I don’t even know why. Well…maybe a little, I do. But one thing I have deduced is this: We are stronger together than apart.

But in the cases of boycotting games, our past times that started in the past, meaning our history, I am appalled! Why? Why would our country, who loves our competitive sports boycott them because of a few, and I mean a very few people, who are bowing down to…what? Are they bowing to God, our national anthem, the people who gave their lives for this country? Taking a knee to something or someone means you’re, in my honest opinion, serving them.

Okay, okay, I know what they are saying. But I’d like to dig a little deeper. Why are some of these same people tearing down our historical monuments?

Why are they hell bent on destroying our past? So they can create a new, and different future for our beloved America, I ask you?

But really, is it all part of a sinister plot? Why have our colleges turned our children into American hating citizens?

I submit to you that they are trying to change America from the inside out. I have watched it happen over the years.

It’s racist; you’re a xenophobe, a supremacist! They shout all these accusations everywhere.

And I believe, in more ways than one, we are bowing down to this culture of hate; hate for America and all Americans who love this country. When they hate us, we are trying to hate them back! NO, WE SHOULD NOT!

So here is my take on it: I love this country and all the people in it. People from other countries love America and want to come here; legally and illegally. Here’s a thought: Maybe we should accept the American loving immigrants and deport the America haters! No, just kidding.

But they are hatefully trying to steal, kill, and destroy parts of this nation. They are tearing down our cultural statues. These are works of art as much as they are history. They belong to all of us, not just the few haters who want to destroy them.

Now all that I have said up until now is just stating the obvious, but what I am about to say is not obvious, but subterfuge.

All these kneeling people…are SUBTERFUGE. They are there stirring you up to hate! AND TO HATE THE VERY THING YOU LOVE—SPORTS!! And also hate other parts of our history and heritage.

We, as Americans, have loved OUR sports for a long time. Could it be that the same behind-the-scenes people who are paying rioters to riot, loot, and burn are the same people paying these America haters to take a knee? Are these same behind-the-scenes people trying to tear down more of our culture, heritage, and and indelible part of us, as Americans, people of these United States of America, our great past times? Aren’t the NFL and NASCAR born and bred in our country? Aren’t they part and parcel of our history…us?

I submit to you this: DO NOT BOYCOTT PARTS OF US, OUR HISTORY AND PRESENT THAT WE LOVE!! FIGHT BACK AND FIGHT BACK IN AN UNEXPECTED WAY THAT WILL CROSS OUT THEIR SUBTERFUGE, OR SHOULD I SAY SUBTERFUDGE! Go to your sports games and sing our national anthem as loud as you can. Raise hell by jumping, shouting, and acknowledging we love this country, we love our sports, and we love our culture, and will not let these sneaky, conniving, commie lovers make us destroy part of OUR America, our competitive sports. Ignore the knee-takers, the very, very few haters.

Go to the NASCAR races and wave our flags, shout out our love for America and support the ones who love America too!

LETS GO TO THE GAMES AND SUPPORT EACH OTHER AND AMERICA, THE AMERICA THAT WE LOVE!!!!

I’m not a competitive sports fan, but it breaks my heart to watch those evil you-know-what’ers making us destroy our heritage ourselves with their subterfuge. So please take my advice, my slant on things and don’t let them use us to destroy our great country! Don’t let them make us destroy the things we love! There of millions of us compared to the very pitiful few of them. If they kneel, ignore their butts, and yell all the more for your team, for America, for each other, and our children!

REMEMBER THIS: The love of the many outclass, out weigh, the hate of the few!

WE THE PEOPLE NEED TO GO to all our favorite sporting events and raise loving hell at these events and show our love for our America!!!! We need solidarity for each other, our righteous America loving leaders, and our great nation!

While you’re at it, let’s pray for our nation, our leaders, and most of all our enemies while we are praying for ourselves, families, and each other. Remember what Jesus said:

Matthew 5:44-45 (KJV)
44 But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;
45 That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.

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GOD BLESS AMERICA! God bless the USA!

With love from my heart for you and our great nation, The United States of America,

On Romance & the Homestead,

A fan of the fans of America’s sports,

Della


I Heard the Lord say…

…CALIFORNIA!…

On 1-27-20 as I was praying at our breakfast table, I heard the Lord say, “California! Fire shall burn California, and it shall burn out the nest of vipers and witchcraft, and even the spirit of Jezebel shall be rooted out.”

Wondering what I was hearing, I then heard the Lord say, “There’s Gold in California! There’s Gold in California!”

The Lord then showed me a map of California, and it was burning; red and yellow flames of fire were consuming the whole state. And the Lord says, “When California burns, it will become the Golden State again.” Then I saw the fire had died out. Then, as if the breath of God, blowing, blew away gray ashes that hovered over California and what it had become. When the ashes were gone, I saw big mounds of pure, yellow gold, like as unto smooth mountains, jutting out of the dark ash that seemed to be the ground. Up and down that map of California, these mounds of gold jutted up. And I heard the Lord say, “California shall produce gold again, but not the gold of the past, but of the future. The gold now will be the gospel of Jesus Christ.”

I saw also the Golden Gate Bridge above the waters. What did this mean? The Lord didn’t say at first. Later, after I began to pray about this meaning, I heard the Lord say… The Lord says, “The Golden Gate Bridge stands as a spiritual gateway to the once, ‘Golden State, California’ as a producer of the gospel of Jesus Christ. My state, California, will once again be mined for gold, as a spirit purged of the dross of sin, and the spirit of acceptance of sin in many forms. The pure gold will rise to the top, as I will send righteous leaders into California that have already been through my refining process. These righteous leaders will help me refine the people of California, and bring out those already there that I have put through a refining process. They will merge into powerful mountains of gold, a worth only seen at first from the perspective of the Kingdom of Heaven; then later to others, their surrounding world. I, the Lord, has spoken.”

Then I heard the Lord say, “Nancy Pelosi and her spirit of Jezebel, the spirit of witchcraft shall be cast down. No witch shall sit in the White House in the presidential seat of power. Witchcraft, manipulation, lies: Nancy Pelosi, Adam Schiff, and all the rest are Jezebel spirits. All the Congress, the House, and Senate who are witches shall be cast down. I will burn off the chaff of all of these,” saith the Lord.

Now, I, Della, in no way consider myself a prophet, as in the prophets of old, but I do consider myself a sheep, an adamant follower of Jesus Christ. And Jesus said, “My sheep hear my voice, and another they will not follow.”

I do not follow people when it comes to my faith: not people, pastors, evangelists, politicians, or other gurus. I love them, but don’t follow them, as none of them died on the cross for me.

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Who’s on the Lord’s side…come on…

“Anything God can do, I can do better! I can do everything better than Him!”

I ask you, “Can you imagine Satan, the devil formerly named Lucifer, the ‘dawn bringer,’ chanting this as his mantra, his logo of propaganda, his lies, trying with his fake powers to get people to believe he is more powerful than God?”

“Well…I can believe he would do this. He is the devil, the liar, and original sinner,” you tell me.

“Okay, then,” I reply, “welcome to the third chapter in this series entitled:

Dispensations, Divisions, and The Kingdom of God III

“Well…we’re moving on past Noah and his family to his children’s children and beyond. We come to a man called Abraham, who had a son called Isaac. Isaac had two sons, Esau and Jacob. A lot went on between the two brothers. But for the next great division in this dispensation of time, we’ll be talking about Jacob, whom God renamed Israel. He had twelve sons, and as the story goes, they wound up as slaves in the mighty empire of Egypt. God had promised their forefather Abraham that when they did, he was going to send them a deliverer. He did, and his name was Moses.

“So here comes Moses and he does deliver them from the ironclad fist of Pharaoh with all the plagues. Then he lead them through the sea that parted for them to walk across on dry land.”

“Yeah,” you say, “I know that story. I see this dispensation of time. But where is the great divide come into play. Was it God dividing them out of Egypt?”

“No,” I answer. “Even though God did deliver and divide them from Egypt, the dispensation divide came later. You see, these were God’s own chosen people. He first chose Abraham and took him from the land he grew up in, the land of Er of the Chaldees and lead him to a different land. Abraham didn’t know where he was going, just that he followed God each day until God told him, “This is Canaan, the land that I’m giving you and your children, which will be as innumerable as the stars in the heaven, and as the sand of the seashores.

“Well…Moses and the children of Israel were part of that promise. But to understand this dispensation and division, and what Satan was doing here, I have to give you a little backstory about him, the old devil, that old dragon, Satan.”

“A backstory?” you ask. “We’ve come straight from heaven to earth, to the garden and beyond. What back story is left?”

“Good point. Glad you brought up the garden. Because in the Garden of Eden where innocence reigned  and sin had not yet been conceived, there was a tree. This tree was aptly named, the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, where the snake hung out. We know this story and how the forbidden fruit was plucked off and eaten. Then came the word of the Lord in the cool of the evening and had Adam and Eve to come out of hiding. They confessed of their sin, disobedience. Well, sort of.

“But sin they had, so God had to carry out the punishment he had warned them would happen. Adam would now have to work by the sweat of his brow. Eve would bear children in pain and sorrow. But the snake, old Satan himself, who was behind the breach, God made him a promise-punishment. Let’s read it.”

Genesis 3:14-15 (KJV)
14 And the LORD God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life:
15 And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.

“Now, old Satan heard a very solid promise of God: There was coming a seed of the woman that was going to bruise his head!! When Eve had Cain and Abel, he Lucifer, now Satan, had to wonder if it would be one of them. Abel seemed the most righteous, as God even called him righteous. So what did Satan do? He caused Cain to kill his brother, Abel. But time went on, and Satan realized Abel was not the promised seed. So Satan, through the dispensation of time keep trying to kill special men in hopes he would get the right one. You see, God never told Satan the true name of that promised seed of the woman.”

“So,” you interrupt, “Satan didn’t know Jesus was coming?”

“He knew someone was coming. But he didn’t know when or who it would be. But he could sense when someone special was going to be born, and he tried to kill him, even by killing a generation of babies. When it was time for Moses, the deliverer to be born, Satan came against the Egyptians to kill all the new born males.”

Exodus 1:15-16 (KJV)
15 And the king of Egypt spake to the Hebrew midwives, of which the name of the one was Shiphrah, and the name of the other Puah: 16 And he said, When ye do the office of a midwife to the Hebrew women, and see them upon the stools; if it be a son, then ye shall kill him: but if it be a daughter, then she shall live.

“But God caused Moses to grown up right under Satan and Pharoah’s nose, who, by the way, claimed he was God, just as Satan wants to be.”

“Just goes to show you God is Sovereign,” you say.

“Absolutely!” I agree vehemently. “But to get back to Moses and this great divide, we have to move along to Pharaoh’s army now drowned in the Red Sea. The Israelites have traveled to the great Mt. Sinai and Moses is on the mountain fasting and praying for forty days. God carves out a set of tables and with His finger writes on these stones his Ten Commandments.

“But while he is up there, Satan is at a diabolical work with a few people, lying to them that Moses isn’t coming down. They were better off in Egypt. Satan caused them to murmur and complain, even giving them a dissenting leader. He was a little more subtil this time. They wouldn’t worship him directly, but through an Egyptian idol, a golden calf, that Aaron, Moses’s brother crafted as the people pressured him to.

“Then Moses came down and found them worshiping the idol and not God, threw down the tables, breaking them. While they still partied, worshiping the idol, Moses broke the golden calf, ground it to powder and sprinkled it on the water. And here comes the great divide. God told Moses to call out to the people:

Exodus 32:26 (KJV)
26 Then Moses stood in the gate of the camp, and said, Who is on the LORD’S side? let him come unto me. And all the sons of Levi gathered themselves together unto him.

Then God showed Moses to tell the Levites to strap their swords on and go throughout the encampment and slay all those still reveling, (partying) worshiping basically, Satan. Remember, Satan’s plan is to get us to kill each other, because he is a spirit, not flesh, he cannot literally kill us, only make us HATE each other enough that WE will KILL EACH OTHER. HATE being the operative word here. Listen to what Jesus said:

1 John 3:14-15 (KJV)
14 We know that we have passed from death unto life, because we love the brethren. He that loveth not his brother abideth in death. 15 Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer: and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.

And this:

Mark 12:31 (KJV)
31 And the second is like, namely this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. There is none other commandment greater than these.

“Satan caused this divide in this dispensation of time, the time of the Israelites as a nation governed by God and His own laws of The Kingdom of God coming down to mankind.”

“I see this now. Satan is causing the divides in each dispensation of time. And division, hate, and death follow him, Satan wherever he goes.”

“Yes! Absolutely right. God is calling people to come out of Satan’s darkness and sin sick nature, and into the light of God’s love and forgiveness.”

Now, the Lord gave me a “word” less than six months before this posting. He told me the flux was coming. I didn’t know what it was, but as I delved into this meaning, it simply means the flux built up over our eyes, like a metal crust, is being broken and blown away. Not just to see things going on around us better, but first for us to look at ourselves, and reflect on our own thoughts and behavior. Remember what the Lord said? No? Let’s visit his words again.

Matthew 6:21 (KJV)
21 For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

So, where are our hearts today?

Where was Abram’s (Abraham’s) heart? His heart was stayed upon the Lord his God, and to do God’s will. He left everything and almost everyone he knew and wandered to a foreign land, not knowing where he would end up.

Where was Moses’s heart? His heart was stayed upon the Lord his God, and also God’s people Israel, to do the Lord’s will. His goal was to help God deliver God’s people and get them to the promised land.

These ancient men of God gave their all, living by faith, guided by the Lord, to accomplish God’s will for mankind on the earth. Satan tried many times to thwart God’s plan, but he miserably failed! God WILL accomplish HIS will on the EARTH despite Satan’s evil chaos he tried to perpetrate against God. Remember, Satan’s war is against God, we’re just his pawns if we let him use us.

For our take away point in this chapter, you have to ask yourself this, “Who’s on the Lord’s side, come on over!” Whose side are you on? God’s? Satan’s?

There is only two sides: Remember The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil?

God is good. Satan is evil. 

So… Who’s on the Lord’s side, come on over!

As you reflect on yourself, ask yourself this: Who or what is trying to divide me away from God, my heavenly Father?

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More Dispensations, Divisions, and the Kingdom of God here:

Dispensations, Divisions, and The Kingdom of God II: Who’s on the Lord’s side…come on…

Dispensations, Divisions, and The Kingdom of God I: Who’s on the Lord’s side…come on…

Here are a few of my love and romance stories. I call them both love and romance because we, as people, encounter more than one type of love. In my stories you will experience love of different types: emotions, desires, thoughts, understanding, and how all these types of love will enrich your life. I have aimed at the love in our hearts, and how we can find it and share it. I hope I have not missed my mark.

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My newest in my Snowflakes Series, In Loving Katie Marie. inloving_katiemarieLilly Pearl A’mour Noel is beautiful, smart, favored, sheltered, and a teacher on the sunny shores of beautiful South Carolina. The one thing her sheltered heart craves is a passionate love, with a story to tell. But she is clueless about real love. When reclusive, single father, Will Gallagher, comes into her life, Lilly will have to discover a new level of faith, and the cost of real love, as she falls in love with Will and his daughter, Katie Marie. But before her dream of a true, passionate love can bloom and flower, Lilly will have to discover the uniqueness of each person God put into her life. Come into Lilly’s world; her story will make you laugh and cry as she discovers the price of love her heart has yearned for. In Loving Katie Marie, Carolina Snowflakes. Shop-For-Love

tolovethin_enemy.usedFor almost a year, gentle hearted and compassionate Blanche LaBelle A’mie Noel Boudreaux, younger sister to Lilly Noel, had mourned the loss of her husband, Chase Boudreaux, who died on the arid soil of Afghanistan. The question that bled her heart daily, deeply as she poured her prayers on the fiery altar of guilt was, Did we win, Chase? That question, she feared, in this life, would never be answered now. Then ex-soldier John Paul Emmanuel, J. P. as he preferred to be called, Chase’s soldier buddy, showed up out of nowhere with fiery anger glinting in his eyes, and a grudge against her in his heart, and she realized he could have her answer. But how could she break through his fortified wall of bitterness and touch his heart with the truth to find her answers? As J. P. and LaBelle’s live merged in a volatile intersection of time, love and hate met, and warred. Both had ammunitions: a war of words where prayer, strength, faith, and unbidden desires could save them, or destroy them. Yet…love had a different plan, if only they would surrender to it…in To Love Thine Enemy, Carolina Snowflakes: Shop-For-Love

Thanks and blessings,

Della


I heard the Lord say… A Wave of Love…

The Birth of a New Thing, a Promise From Old, a Word of Knowledge and Wisdom!

In this “I heard the Lord say…” the Lord showed me to go back to something he gave me over 10 years ago. And as I write and share this now, I know we are living in tumultuous times! But! God’s word is always so timely, and yet timeless at the same time.

Before I give you the word, I say again, I know we are living in tumultuous times, but God is still God and He is on the throne. Our churches have been shut down due to the pandemic. Most of us have been doing live streaming, or videos for our weekly messages of love, hope, and grace from the Bible.

But for some of us, it’s as if we have been standing in a dark place praying for light! We’ve had time away from work, and the world, and have been home with family.

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Searching for answers?

I’ve been hearing more about Ecclesia (called out ones into a civil body) who met regularly in their homes. I say this because of what the Lord told me over ten years ago. What he told me has everything to do with the church today, and our homes today.

So, if you are searching for something today, I’m sharing the entire word the Lord gave me. When he gave it to me I was in the beginning of writing the book, Inside Sarah’s Tent, Birthing God’s Blessings Inside the Home, which was published in 2013. You can find it here on my Shop-For-Love  page. But below I’m going to give you what I heard the Lord say to me back then. It is the Lord’s word, not mine. I give him all the glory!!! It is the last chapter of the book.

Chapter 29

The Wave of Love and Love Letter From God

This is the love letter the Lord gave me and he entitled it, “The Birth of a New Thing, a Promise From Old, a Word of Knowledge and Wisdom.”

Boyce and I had then just returned from an Open Heaven Conference, and I was fasting and praying for the content of the book, Inside Sarah’s Tent. I felt impressed of the Lord to get a notebook and pen. After I did, I felt words flooding my spirit. The Lord said to me, “Write down the words I am saying, word for word.” In the following paragraphs is the letter I got from the Lord, word for word. I have not changed it but have written it here and am sharing it with you just as the Lord shared it with me.

The Lord said, “The church is like Job. We are on the trash heap…we’ve lost so much…our sons and daughters. Just like Job.

“But God is talking to the church. You think you are strong and powerful in your own might, in your own strength, in your sacrifices. But God says, did the church lay the heavens? Did your bring Leviathan forth? Did you place the stars just so?

“The church has been reeling under the influence of the world. God says we’ve taken God off the agenda wanting to do new things. But God says, I’m going to show myself strong. You go to church, you seek riches, you seek favor from mankind. You have chosen recreation more times than not over me. You fill your homes with possessions, yet you don’t live there. You fill your hearts and minds with wordly ideas so I can’t live there. And like Job of old, says the Lord, you’ve lost it all. All the spiritual riches, says the Lord, are lying in heaven waiting, says the Lord, waiting for you to acknowledge, like old Job, that I am God and not you.

“For all your work, says the Lord, you’ve left your houses desolate, the place where I want to live with you. My house is desolate, says the Lord. What good is a home if you don’t live there?

“I want to pour spiritual treasures into your houses, says the Lord. Like Job of old, I want to turn your captivity and bless you, and restore you, and restore the place of my choice to abide.

“I said, Love your neighbor as yourself. But you say, Who is my neighbor? I say, look to the right, look to the left, look forward, look behind you and in front of you. These are your neighbors.

“The church for too long has been ashamed of me, seeking favor of the world and mankind in general. You have practiced church with your mouths moving in tandem with the world.

“But you have robbed me of tithes and offerings. In robbing me, you have robbed yourselves and brought a curse on yourselves. Do you not know that if you seek my favor, I will give you all the favor you need with man?

“I turned Job’s captivity. I will turn yours and the sinner I will send to you for prayer, even as I did Job. His friends I sent to him for him to pray for them. As Job prayed, I turned his captivity. For he sought me for what was best. He did not seek his friends’ advice or his wife’s, but mine.

“In the beginning, Job fancied himself a servant of God. But in the end, Job knew he was my servant and I was his God. And so knew his friends. They all recognized, through Job, that I was God. They all called on me then and not each other. They prayed to me, each one individually. I became a personal God to Job’s friends.

“The church, like Job, thought it got things done through their own strength. But it became a desolate place. Desolate hearts, desolate homes, filled with cursing, revelry, idolatry, and fornication, and murder. But I am becoming personal again to my people. I am going to turn their captivity and build up the old waste places. The waste places are the hearts and minds of my people and their dwelling places. I want to adorn and beautify these places, first with my Spirit. For in my spirit, Job found truth. In truth, he found peace. In peace, he found healing.

“The new wave of anointing and power I am bringing is for people who will willingly invite me back into the home, the dwelling place, and recognize that I am God, the Father, who sent the son to die for their sins.

“For I am Jehovah Nissi. I will be their banner if they will let me be over their home. Inside their home I will bring the promises to their table for food, Jehovah-Jireh, their provider. I will turn the tide of the enemy with this new wave of anointing. But it is not a new thing I bring, says the Lord, but an old thing I bring. It will seem like a new thing because of the mentality of the world today. My son came and died so we could set up our abode, our place of dwelling inside your heart and homes.

“I am a dwelling God, not a random God, but an eternal dwelling God.

“My church chose excitement and pleasures of this world over me. But now I say, choose me. I allowed this choice for a while to test you and for comparison, but now, says the Lord, I say choose me, for I am peace, I am healing, I am the provider. Repent and choose me. I will turn your captivity and bless you as I did Job of old.

“And you will not seek every man his neighbor and say tell me about God, for I will pour my spirit into you inside your home, says the Lord, and talk comfortably to you of myself. I will teach you how to reach out to your neighbor and draw him into this new thing that is of old.

“Power will be given to this new thing that is of old and men will call you priests of the Lord. They will say, surely God is with you here. The wave will be transferable to those who seek you for it. The church because of this will become a strong force over the land, says the Lord, not lofty anymore, but down, on earth, and reachable to the lost.

“Do you not know, Church, that the world around you is dying for a little bit of love? Not your love, but my everlasting love? I say, come to me Church, drink from this new wave. You will not drown, but live. I will say, come, go, sin no more, but live and live well, whole, and blessed.”

Then God told me, “This is the birth of a new thing, a promise from old.”

After reading this word from God, understand that the latter glory of Job was far better and richer than the former glory of Job because Job admitted that God was God and he, Job was a man.

But not just any man, He was a chosen vessel of God to be a servant of God–well, whole, and blessed. God created a real-life, “God moment” in Job’s life. It was pitiful and painful but oh, so powerful. It was a legacy created by God, about God, for Job to hand down to his children and children’s children, even to today, to us, to our children. It is a legacy of changing lives and hearts for the glory of God and for the Kingdom of God, an eternal home for our children, neighbors, our friends and us.

Come, birth the promise of the new wave of love into your life, in your heart, and in your home. It’s God’s promise of old, the promise and legacy of Abraham and Sarah, yet a new thing for us today through Jesus. God is waiting to bless you, love you, save you, and provide for you, and give you and your family life, blessings, and most of all, eternal life. Most of all, he is waiting for you to accept him into your heart and your home so he can send his supernatural wave and flow of love and blessings to you there.

God is calling! Return to your first love, your Father God, through Jesus Christ, His son, and invite Him into your heart and home. He is waiting! 

With love and blessing from Romance & the Homestead,

Della 

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Author Della Strickland