Five Good Responses

Let the children be heard, not silenced. It is our responsibility to protect the children and listening can reveal the pain a child is suffering. May the Lord give us wisdom in helping the little ones.

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By the Georgia Counsel on Child Abuse

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If a child tells you that he/she has been abused, there are five important things to say during the initial conversation. These are:

1. I believe you

                 2. I am glad you told me.

                                            3. It is not your fault that this happened

                  4. (Sexual) abuse is wrong

                                    5. I will help you so that it will stop. 

The following are examples of possible ways to begin such a conversation. Use these only as a guide and adapt to fit your style of talking.

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I Fought For You. A Soldiers Prayer!!

May Almighty God bless and keep our troups and their families.

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Dear Heavenly Father,

As we remember those who have made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom, we think of how they have followed in the footsteps of your son, our Savior, Jesus Christ. Please hold our service men and women in your strong arms. Cover them with your sheltering grace and presence as they stand in the gap for our protection.

We also remember the families of our troops, and ask for your unique blessings to fill their homes and your peace, provision and strength to fill their lives.

May the members of our armed forces be filled with courage to face each day and may they trust in the Lord’s mighty power to accomplish each task.

Let our military brothers and sisters feel our love and support. In the

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“But Why ME!?!?” – A Testimony

Written by Nancy – Angels’s by Grace Pub. – April 1997

 

“What’s that gray thing on the wall, Mom?”

“It’s the shadow of the green chair, Son.”

“What’s that big blue thing in those people’s back yard, Mom?”

“Why those guys have a swimming pool, Son.”

“Don’t cut your hair, Mom. It’s how I tell you apart from the other Moms.”

“Never, Son. I promise. I’ll never cut it. You’ll always find me in the way you recognize best.”

 

My son is legally blind. He has Cerebral Palsy and, though he walks, runs, jumps, and talks, it’s not quite the same as other kids. He never acknowledged his differences, not really. Oh, I talked to him about it. His young, little boys eyes would stare owlishly through his thick glasses and he would nod with great wisdom, but it never dawned on him until he reached the fifth grade.

That year, he noticed that the other kids weren’t laughing with him; they were laughing at him. They had decided he wasn’t cool. Then, they made certain that he knew their decision.

He got off the bus one afternoon and came in all upset. He slammed his book bag down and angrily shouted, “They’re laughing! They call me names! They said I’m a geek! They called me a dweeb! Why, Mom! Why was I born this way? Why ME?”

I knew the answer. I had asked the same question back in my own childhood for much different reasons. Everyone asks this question from time to time, but some of us suspect we have more of a reason than a poor guy who got a speeding ticket, or the hasty woman who snagged her brand new panty hose.

When something bad happens to the innocent, it sends up a heart-rending wail of Why? We rail at God. We shake our fists. We feel that God must hate us more than anyone else. We get so mad at Him. We swear to never pay Him any attention, Ever! We abuse ourselves and our lives, all in the name of, “But Why Me!?”

So, the next time your inner child peers at you, with anger bravely hiding those tear-filled eyes, eyes that beg you to answer, tell her what was once told to me and what I passed on to my little boy.

“Did God make the world a perfect place? Is there such a thing as Heaven on earth? Is there a perfect human in your family? In your school? No,  little one. There’s nothing here to match heaven. But how does God decide to willfully hurt innocent people? Why did He single you out to pick on? He didn’t. God would never hurt anyone, especially the innocent. There’s an old saying that says, God will never give you anything that you can’t handle. Old sayings are usually very wise sayings. Do you think God would give a burden to one unworthy to carry it? The things we often think of as ‘evil being visited upon the innocent’ are really God’s Badge of Faith in us. Another person with the same burden to carry might crumble under its weight. But God knows you won’t.  God doesn’t single out people and place them in harm’s way out of hatred or, even amusement. Instead, knowing the harm will come the way of someone, He places in its path only the ones who can stand up to the evil…and survive with love still in their heart. It is an awesome task.

God is love. Those of us with deep scars in our soul or imperfect bodies are here to deliver God’s message of love. Look at the burden He gave His own Son. He must have loved Him very much to have trusted Him with such a big responsibility. How He must have wept for His Son’s pain. It was a tough job but someone had to do it. Someone had to be big enough and strong enough.

God knows you. He knows you can handle the burden better than anyone else or He wouldn’t have put you in harm’s way. You stand there and defy that harm with the light of battle in your young warrior’s heart, and the light of love shining in your eyes. Only you are big enough and strong enough for this terrible harm. (and if you’ll just add “ce”, it becomes Charm.) Harm will never win with you standing there. It’ll never crush you. You may have saved a life of someone who’s soul would have been blighted by shouldering this burden.You’re a hero who saved another child from a burning house only to be scarred for your efforts. Would you let her die if you knew you’d have scars? Would you be so mean? No, not you, Brave one, you’d face down a moving mountain to protect another child from this kind of hurt, and God knows it.

To whom would you give your burden? To what innocent child would you give this? Who would you pick to suffer and hurt? Which of your own children would you pick for such a rough job? What an awful thought! What agony to have to pick from those you love. But the world is not perfect, and who knows that better than God. God has much more wisdom than us. God knows on whose shoulders to rest the burdens that happen in this world. God has faith in you. God trusts you. God believes in you. You just carry that silly ol’ burden and look, you carry it so well! No one could do it better than you. So, next time you ask, “But Why ME!?” ask instead, “Why NOT me?”

We Bear The Badge of Faith.

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Child of the World – Reagan’s Prophetic Manifesto Part 2

This is not “milk.” This is “MEAT!” THE TRUTH IS BEING SPOKEN LOUD AND CLEAR IN THIS VIDEO. You don’t want to miss it.

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What should the Church do to prepare for the soon return of Jesus.

This continues from May 10, 2015 posting on Reagan’s Prophetic Manifesto Part 1

– America is finished and courting for God’s Judgement.

This video covers a serious subject each of us have to take to heart. How we respond will ensure whether we are ready by transformation or not ready and out right denial without escape from God’s judgement.

Christians awake from the devil’s slumber.

To believers – make Jesus Lord of your life and evangelise

To the unbeliever – flee into the arms of God – grace of God or wrath of God

May the Lord have mercy on us.

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Protecting your Atmosphere

Written by Angel Penn – Experience His Freedom Ministries – 5-13-15

Protecting the atmosphere around you is important. VERY IMPORTANT. As I have shared the truth, over and over again, the atmosphere is vital – God works in specific atmosphere and there are some atmospheres He can’t work in. Such as, the Bible says Jesus could do no work because of their unbelief. God can’t work in an atmosphere of unbelief.

People and conversations and television programs and certain music affect the atmosphere…don’t be fooled and think it doesn’t matter – it matters.

There are many things that affect the atmosphere, first of all you must make sure all things are right in your heart and keep them as pleasing to God as possible.

James 3:16-18 says in the Amplified…”For wherever there is jealousy (envy) and contention (rivalry and selfish ambition), there will also be confusion (unrest, disharmony, rebellion) and all sorts of evil and vile practices. But the wisdom from above is first of all pure (undefiled); then it is peace-loving, courteous (considerate, gentle). [It is willing to] yield to reason, full of compassion and good fruits; it is wholehearted and straightforward, impartial and unfeigned (free from doubts, wavering, and insincerity). And the harvest of righteousness (of conformity to God’s will in thought and deed) is [the fruit of the seed] sown in peace by those who work for and make peace [in themselves and in others, that peace which means concord, agreement, and harmony between individuals, with undisturbedness, in a peaceful mind free from fears and agitating passions and moral conflicts].

When you keep jealousy, envy, strife, and those types of things out of your life, the presence of God will remain in your life. But if you allow those things in your life and allow them to remain, the Bible says you will also allow confusion and every evil work to come in.

God wants us to dwell in a peaceful, loving, gentle heart place of His presence and peace. To have this continually, you must make sure you keep peace stealers out of our atmosphere.

I don’t know about you but I want an atmosphere where God is pleased to dwell, not to visit occasionally but to dwell, to make abode, therefore I do my very best to keep an atmosphere that is conducive to His presence. I want His presence, more than I want anything else. I want His presence to dwell in my life, in my home, in my vehicle, in our ministry, I want His presence. For me, just like Moses said, “if His presence isn’t there, I don’t want to be there either.” That is my stand and that is why I protect the atmospheres around me.

How is the presence in your home? Is it peace-filled? Is it filled with the presence of God? I hope so. If not, ask God to show you what is hindering His presence from remaining in your life. And when He shows you, remove them. Then you will be able to create a place where His presence and His peace are pleased to dwell.

I know that is what I want, and I am almost certain it is what you want as well…dwelling in His tangible, manifested presence…there is nowhere else I would rather be.

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Where’s our Linen Belt?

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In Jeremiah 13:1 the Lord instructs Jeremiah, “Go buy a linen belt and put it around your waist, but do not let it touch the water.”  Now isn’t that kind of a strange request? Put on a linen belt but hey, don’t get it wet. Maybe because linen is a type of material that when wet will squeeze the daylights out of Jeremiah or become really itchy like wool. After all it was considered an “intimate” garment. It was worn like our underwear. But on the other hand maybe not. Maybe He had some other reason.

Jeremiah does as he’s told and then the Lord tells him to take the belt off and go bury it in Perath. Jeremiah had to be wondering what in the world is the Lord doing! First He has Jeremiah put the belt on, then take it off, and then go hide it! What? But Jeremiah again does as he’s told and carries the belt to Perath and buries it. Now you have to wonder what Jeremiah is thinking on his treak to Perath.

As the days pass Jeremiah forgets about it and goes about his business when the Lord shows up again some time later and says, “Hey Jer. go get the belt you buried.” (my translation) He goes all the way back to Perath and digs up the belt only to find it is ruined and absolutely useless! Now what? Jeremiah must be really wondering if the Lord has imbibed on a little too much wine.

God knows what Jeremiah is thinking so explains as Jeremiah stands holding the ruined and dirty belt looking puzzled, I’m sure.  “In the same way I will ruin the pride of Judah (Let’s replace that with America) and the great pride of Jerusalem. (America) These wicked people, who refuse to listen to My words, who follow the stubbornness of their hearts and go after other gods to serve and worship them, will be like this belt – completely useless!” (v.10)

Ohhh that had to be back then. We don’t serve other gods! Is that what you’re thinking? What about the god that we place above our family and children that we leave at 6:00 or 7:00  every morning to go to? The job! What about the god of being independant and “I can’t have this kid! It will interfere with my plans?” What about the god of lust, for the same sex or for my neighbors wife or husband? The love of money? The need to be better than the Jones? Oh America, we have a whole bunch of god’s and sadly the gods of the world have attracted us so much and so fervently that we are turning our back on the one True God. The Almighty God that created heaven and earth and everything in it.

God told Jeremiah, “For as a belt is bound around a man’s waist, so I have bound the whole house of Israel (America) to me,’ to be My people for My renown and praise and honor. But they have not listened.” (v.11)

God has called the Jewish people His people for many, many years but He has called the gentiles, too. (That’s non-Jewish people) He has offered the same redemption and the same blessings as He offered, and still offers, the Jewish people to us. He took America under His wings because we are a Nation under God. We looked to Him, we prayed, we sought His wisdom, and even made our Constitution from His decrees.

He had His linen belt around our waist, holding us close, but we have removed that belt and thrown it in the dirt, replacing it with pride! Pride has thrown prayer out of schools, “Gay Pride,” “We don’t need the Ten Commandments,” “It’s my body,” say the name of Jesus and see how mouths start screaming, we have elected government officials that say they are a Christian and in the same breath condemn and mock Christ followers, and the list goes on. Until America wakes up we are as dirty and as useless as the belt Jeremiah dug up and the Lord cast aside!

America may be pushing God out of the picture but God still loves us in spite of our stupidity and has been sending His warnings; Katrina, 9-11, earthquakes, Sunami’s, AIDS, Ebola, ISIS!

“But they have not listened.”  

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Creating a Helpmate Wasn’t as Easy as it Sounds.

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When God was creating mothers He was into His sixth day of overtime, when an angel appeared and said, “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around with this one.”

And the Lord said, “Have you read the specs on this order? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic; have 180 movable parts, all replaceable. She has to run on black coffee and leftovers. She has to have a lap that disappears when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair, and she has to have six pairs of hands.”

The angel shook her head slowly and said, “Six pairs of hands. No way!”

“Well, it’s not the hands that are causing Me problems,” said the Lord. “It’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have.”

“That’s on the standard model? the angel asked.

The Lord nodded, “One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, ‘What are you kids doing in there?’ when she already knows. Another in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t, but what she has to know. And, of course, the ones here in front so that she can look at a child when he goofs and say, ‘I understand, and I love you,’ without so much as uttering a word.”

“Lord,” said the angel touching His sleeve gently, “Come to bed. Tomorrow is another day.”

“I can’t,” said the Lord, “I’m so close to creating something so close to Myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she’s sick, can feed a family of six on a pound of hamburger, and get a nine year old to stand under a shower.”

The angel circled the model of the mother very slowly, “It’s too soft,” she sighed.

“Ah, but tough!” said the Lord excitedly. “You can’t imagine what this mother can endure.”

“Can it think?”

“Not only can she think, but she can reason and compromise,” said the Creator.

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. “Aha, there’s a leak,” she pronounced. I told You we’re trying to put too much into this model.”

“It’s not a leak,” said the Lord. “It’s a tear.”

“What’s it for?”

“It’s for joy and sadness and disappointment and pain and loneliness and pride.”

“You’re a genius,” said the angel.

The Lord looked somber. “I didn’t put the tear there.”

And so it was that God created a mother.

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I Never Felt Loved – A Testimony

Abuse robs us of the love that God created us to have.

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Written by Belinda – Angels by Grace Pub. March 1997

My abuse started around the age of eight or nine, by one of my closest Uncles. This Uncle was everybody’s dream father. He helped with homework, played sports, went swimming, fishing, and so on.

My Aunt treated me as if I were her own. She took me shopping and bought me things, helped me with homework, took me to church with all its activities, and she was teaching me about believing in God. I got Baptized, too.

Because my parents always fought, would separate and then get back together, I felt my Aunt and Uncle’s home was my safe haven. There was no fighting or hitting taking place. They ate dinner together, it was like a dream home where people were family. Then my Uncle started molesting me and that’s when everything went wrong.

My relationship changed with my Aunt…

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