Just a cup

Just a cup

God has been revealing something to me and I thought I would share. Since “working” for God or fulfilling my purpose in this life, I have found that the average person you come in contact with would like to give me at least some of the glory for whatever God is doing through me. I have learned through the scriptures that God receives the glory and that we are merely the vessels. But, when I or any other in this position tries to explain it, it’s hard to convey.

Jeremiah 29:11

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.

Romans 8″28

And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.

Acts 26:16

But rise and stand upon your feet, for I have appeared to you for this purpose, to appoint you as a servant and witness to the things in which you have seen me and to those in which I will appear to you,

I have a dear friend and sister in Christ who received a revelation from God. She called me and explained to me that God had shown her (I am paraphrasing of course) herself sitting at a potter’s wheel making a coffee cup, she made it so beautifully and precise specifically for the purpose of using to drink her morning coffee. When she was done with it, she poured a cup of coffee and was glad about what she had made. But, the coffee cup turned to her and said I do not want coffee in me. The coffee cup went on to say it would much rather hold flowers. It demanded to be sat in the windowsill with beautiful flowers in it. I was so intrigued by this revelation she had and allowed me to look at God in a different light and more importantly looked at myself and all of God’s creation in a different light. As He formed us out of the dirt slowly and carefully and then breathed life into us for His purposes.

So, back to my first paragraph. The mail man everyday delivers mail from all over the world to it’s intended recipient. One day you receive a letter from a King with wonderful news about who you are, where your going and what God’s purposes are for you. Would you fall all over the mail man? Of course not, he was only the messenger. You are thankful to the king and praise Him and love Him for showing you what you needed to see.

I believe we need to re focus on who and what is important there is only one who deserves all the praise and glory, the one who hung on a cross and bore the weight of God’s wrath, that was rightfully ours.

Don’t allow yourself to get caught up in messengers. Aspire to live like they do, but make sure only the son of God gets your praise and glory. Jesus Christ- The way the life and the truth ❤

John 3:28
You yourselves are my witnesses [you personally bear me out] that I stated, I am not the Christ (the Anointed One, the Messiah), but I have [only] been sent before Him [in advance of Him, to be His appointed forerunner, His messenger, His announcer].

Romans 1:1
FROM PAUL, a bond servant of Jesus Christ (the Messiah) called to be an apostle, (a special messenger) set apart to [preach] the Gospel (good news) of and from God,

Ephesians 2:8-9 says, “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast

John chapter 3 Verses 13-16, “And no man hath ascended up to heaven, but He that came down from heaven, even the Son of man which is in heaven. And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up: That whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have eternal life. For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

God Uses Satan’s Schemes For His Glory

Here is a interview with a friend, about her experience with the demonic and how it eventually brought her to salvation. This is from my new YouTube Channel “Revealing Him” where the body of Christ can be strengthened through our personal testimonies.

Trials Come To Make You Strong!


Leaving my job in lending was bittersweet. The pressure was a lot to handle and I felt like I was missing so much with my family, due to long hours to obtain the goal for the month and then you just start all over again. Deep down I wanted to have a third child and I knew that the job there was not conducive to having another child. After talking with my husband Gino about it we decided that I would quit, and spend the summer 2008 with the girls at the local pool and eventually find something that would be maybe part time so we could have another baby.

The summer came and went and it was so freeing! No goals, stress of juggling everything. But, I am a people person and as the winter hit I was lonely and longing for some adult conversation and company. Gino and I were taking the baby thing as it came, we had never had an issue getting pregnant before so that was the least of our worries. But as time went on I was not getting pregnant. Not only was I not getting pregnant, but starting to have different kinds of health issues. Until this point I had never had ANY issues, in fact from 1996 to 2001 I didn’t have any insurance coverage, and there was never a care. I had some pain in my ovary, so much that I called my Ob and they got me in that evening as a last appointment. I had a cyst that was twisted around my ovary and was going to need surgery asap or I might have lost my ovary all together. They took me in the next morning and removed it and were able to save my ovary. I was elated, it was so odd that I was having these issues now when I was trying to have another baby, in my mind anyway. We went back to trying, believing it could happen now, but I continued to have female issues that were unbearable. I’ll save you the details..lol I went back to my Ob and they found a large fibroid on my uterus. The Dr. said that he needed to remove it, but that he was not sure that he could save my Uterus because of where it was. I was absolutely devastated. But, he assured me that he would do everything he could to save it. I went in for surgery and was a nervous wreck, thinking I could wake up and not have my uterus. I went in and woke up from anesthesia 5 hours later. Yes 5 hours, he had laparoscopically taken out the fibroid which was 188 grams and had another half that could not be seen on the ultrasound, but he was able to reconstruct my uterus. I was elated but also knew that it was going to take time for me to heal and that I could not rush to get pregnant. I still was hopeful though that all would work out. Unfortunately, I continued to have problems and now they were WORSE. I dealt with it for the first couple of weeks after surgery, thinking okay this is just the after effects, but it got to the point again where I could not take it. Gino took me back to the hospital and they did a cat scan with a contrast due to my excessive distention. After 2 hrs. of waiting they told they had found a tumor in my Liver which was completely unrelated to what I was there for, and that they wanted me to see a Liver specialist first thing Monday morning. I was in complete shock and sadness. What was happening to me, I was always so healthy, what has gone wrong. I started to question my mortality, that was something I had never done before. It was very scary. I was getting depressed and started taking long showers just to escape everything and cry, and even pray. The shower became my mini sanctuary where I could shut the door turn off the light and hide from the world. It was uncertainty, the one thing that I wanted to escape. I had no control of what was happening or how it would turn out. In this time is when my prayer life started to become more than a quick prayer in church on Sundays. I started to rely on it for some comfort. Not that I didn’t believe in prayer or did I? Before this point I don’t think I really had ever tested it, so to say. 

I went to see the Liver specialist and he said this was a rare case and that he wanted to send me to a bigger hospital that had a Liver transplant team. Again, total shock! What? A transplant team?! What in the hell was happening to me??!! I went with Gino to see the transplant team and they had meetings about my case. The diagnosis and explanation that they gave me was that I had an Adenoma inside my Liver and that generally these grow on the outside and can be removed, but this Adenoma had grown on the inside of my Liver and it was too risky to remove. They said that they didn’t feel it was Cancer but that they couldn’t be sure. So, in a quick explanation they told me that I would have to have cat scans every 6 months so they could monitor growth, and that I could not take birth control pills, or have anymore children. Wait Dr. did you say no more children? I immediately started to sob. He had no idea what I had just been through, or maybe he did, but nonetheless he unloaded that on me with no time to emotionally prepare. He said that the Adenoma was estrogen fed and that pregnancy could make it grow and possibly burst. Again, I was in such shock and sadness, I cried all the way home as Gino consoled me and told me it would be okay. He said Marty,  we have 2 beautiful daughters, and I did know that, but I had imagined it differently. I came home and went right to my sanctuary, cried and cried asking God, WHY? WHY? was all of this happening to me. I tried to move past it, but the female issues were a constant reminder. I was still having major issues and again went to my Dr., he looked at me and said maybe it’s time to have a hysterectomy. Even though I knew I couldn’t have any more children a hysterectomy seemed so final I was only 32. But, I agreed and a month later, I had the surgery, when I came out of surgery this time, yet another shocker waiting for me just out of anesthesia, my uterus was covered in white spots and Doc was concerned and sent it away for biopsy. Another wait, another scare, was this going to be the thing to be the BIG ONE! A week later we got the results and it wasn’t cancer (Thank you God) It was a rare form of endometriosis all of the muscles in my uterus were filled with scar tissue, and Doc was actually surprised I was able to get pregnant the first two times. Now, it was really time for Gino and I to come together and re group. No, more children, and now our youngest Gabrielle was now in full day Pre-k. So, we dug back into our plans before marriage of how nice it would be if we could have our own business. Gino has always been a forward thinker, a success in all that he does, so we decided to start planning.

Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.