Yvette's Whispers of Faith

Sunday, 13 April 2014

Saturday, 12 April 2014

Travel has become a part of our existence; I never would have imagined my life would turn out this way. As I lay back on the couch of pillows I can see Abraham sitting in the entrance of our great tent. I can’t blame him the heat is stifling today. As I just lay there I see Abraham jump up and run out to meet someone. My curiosity got the best of me once again. Hmm, three men talking to Abraham and if I know my husband he will be here in an instant arranging something to eat and drink.

As I reach my couch of comfortable cushions Abraham enters the tent. “Sarah!” Abraham runs into to the tent. “Yes my Lord” I answer as he reaches my couch of pillows. “Quickly make bread and use our finest flour.” He said as he takes my hands and lifts me from my laying position. No argument from me, as I rise. He shoves me on my way to the back of the tent. “Bring me three ounces of our best flour.” As I knead the bread and get it ready to bake I can hear Abraham running around the camp.

“Bring me one of our choice calves; I also want curds and milk.” Abraham calls out to the servants.

All the food is ready and Abraham comes back into the tent “Sarah!” he calls out to me. “Yes my Lord.” I answer as I walk towards him and hand the bread to him. Taking the bread from me Abraham leaves the tent and walks over to the three travellers. My curiosity always gets the best of me. I walk over to the tents entrance but I don’t want Abraham or the travellers to see me. I don’t want to miss a thing today.

Abraham sits down with them as they eat and drink. “Where is your wife Sarah?” they ask him.

“She is in the tent.” he said.

Then the LORD said, “I will surely return to you about this time next year, and Sarah your wife will have a son.”

Tee-hee how funny now that I am old and worn out will I actually bear a child? Really?

Then the LORD said to Abraham, “Why did Sarah laugh and say, ‘Will I really have a child, now that I am old?’ Is anything too hard for the LORD? I will return to you at the appointed time next year and Sarah will have a son.”

When I heard the reply and realised that the LORD heard me it felt as though my heart would fail me, I have to protect myself. Abraham called me to them. “Sarah!”

Walking out of the tent I stood before them. Abraham asks, “Did you laugh on hearing the LORDs words?”

“I did not laugh.” I stated as I stood before them.

The LORD said, “Yes, you did laugh.”

I didn’t say anything after that I excused myself and returned to the tent. It’s so embarrassing to be caught out.

Monday, 7 April 2014

Salvation for my husband

Lord Jesus I want to pray specifically for my husband, I pray Lord that You will touch his life and draw him into Your kingdom. Lord I plead the blood of Jesus Christ over my life and his and the children all our children. I plead the blood of Jesus Christ over my bedroom, my house and my car and everything in it. I ask the You will send Your Holy Spirit with fire to clean my house and clean my heart mind and soul. In the Holy Name of Jesus Christ I pray.

Spider visiting my kitchen

These spiders come to my house often look at the size of this little monster, my goodness. eweeee

Sunday, 30 March 2014

Joke of the day .... sent to me by one of my friends tee hee so funny

The Pastor's Ass
The Pastor entered his donkey in a race and
it won.
The Pastor was so pleased with the donkey
that he entered it in the
race
again and it won again.
The local paper read:
PASTOR'S
ASS OUT FRONT.
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of
publicity that he ordered
the
Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day the local paper headline
read:
BISHOP
SCRATCHES
PASTOR'S
ASS.
This was too much for the Bishop so he
ordered the Pastor to get
rid
of the donkey.
The Pastor decided to give it to a Nun in a
nearby convent.
The local paper, hearing of the news, posted
the following headline
the
next day:
NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.
The Bishop fainted.
He informed the Nun that she would have to
get rid of the donkey so
she
sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the paper read:
NUN
SELLS ASS FOR $10.
This was too much for the Bishop so he
ordered the Nun to buy back
the
donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run
wild.
The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.
The Bishop was buried the next day.
The moral of the story is . . . being
concerned about public opinion
can
bring you much grief and misery . . even shorten your
life.
So be yourself and enjoy life.
Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and
you'll be a lot happier
and
live longer!
Have a nice’day!