Rosh HaShanah

Today is Rosh HaShanah. The day that marks the beginning of the Jewish New year.

As tradition goes in these first days the people of Israel are called to reflect on their lives, the good and the bad. On another day Yum Kippur, people fast and resolve to thank and praise God and return to follow him.

We are living in the prophecy that God promised the Jews would return to their own land. Where there had been desert land for 2000 years is now flourishing with cities, roads, railway networks and farms growing fruit and provisions. Children are once again playing in the streets and old people walking with canes. God is true to his promises.

I think it is a good idea to take time to remember how God has been faithful to me. I believe in God whom the Jews put their hope in, the creator of the heavens and the earth, and who gave his commandments to Moses. They are waiting for a Messiah.

Like Moses and Nehemiah I return to God and ask forgiveness for my sins and the sins of my forefathers so the next generations after me will be blessed. I am not an island. What I do will reflect on my children after me for good or bad.

Moses led the people of Israel out of 400 years of bondage in Egypt. Nehemiah led the people of Israel back to Jerusalem to restore the temple after seventy years in exile. He acknowledged before God that his forefathers had failed to obey God and they were sent into exile because of their disobedience.

I believe in Jesus the Messiah who came 2000 years ago. Through Jesus I have hope for the future and forgiveness for the past. I have a new beginning. The Shofar is blown on Rosh HaShanah a reminder that the people can have a new beginning.

If religion, work, family and friends have failed you there is still hope. His name is Jesus. Call on His name and follow him. He is the Hope of the world. Enjoy a new beginning. He will remember your failings no more. He will be with you and never leave you.

I think It is a good time to reflect on the past on your own and with your family. Resolve to obey God in the future. You can make a big change for good for blessing and not cursing.

Why Am I Healed of Fourth Stage Cancer

Dear Readers,


I was challenged yesterday when some one said to me “Many people are prayed for and they are not healed.” This fact is distressing and causes one to think, “Why bother praying when it does no good.” When one prays for healing and it doesn’t happen then one’s hopes are dashed. One feels like giving up.


My hopes were dashed many years ago when I had been praying over promises God had given me and it seemed God didn’t hear. I prayed for unity with my husband, unity with other believers, unity with my family, and over many other dreams I had. The more I prayed the more I felt alone and misunderstood instead of being accepted and included. I fell into depression. I didn’t care if I died. I gave up the fight to believe God in the face of despair. I developed fourth stage cancer.


Others prayed for me when they heard I had cancer. The people I felt in disunity with prayed for me, my husband, family and other believers. God heard the prayers of many and I am healed completely.


It was not because I was a good person, I am healed. I had many sins in my heart. I am healed to demonstrate the power of the name of Jesus and the power of Jesus Blood shed on the cross to save and to heal. It was brought about by the believing prayers of others in the Body of Christ. God had mercy on me. We have an all powerful God, the only God who is kind and merciful and does not treat as our sins deserve.


My husband wrote a book about my healing, called Staying Alive. Someone said to me “Why are you writing a book about your healing? Sure many people are healed and they don’t talk about it or even write a book about it.”Or another said “Who do you think you are praying? Leave that to the priests and ministers!”


The reason I heard someone say to me that many people are prayed for and are not healed is because we hear stories about those who weren’t healed. People are not speaking up and telling about being healed by God.

I am speaking up. I had to overcome my own fear of telling my story, afraid of what people may think. I overcome Satan by the word of my testimony and I love not my life unto death.


I will continue to tell of God’s love, mercy and compassion to heal. If you haven’t had an answer to your prayers don’t give up. Don’t loose hope. God’s Word tells us stories about perseverance. A widow wanted justice from a judge . She pestered him till he finally gave in because she was annoying him. A neighbour asked his neighbour for bread late at night. He was in bed and didn’t want to answer. But because the neighbour kept knocking the man got up and gave him bread.


How much kinder is our Heavenly Father. God wants us to believe and wrestle with him till we see the answers. Don’t dwell on what has not worked out. Meditate on stories of faith and God’s answered prayer. Give thanks for what God has already done and praise him for what he Is going to do for you.


I want to share stories of healing. If you have been healed by God tell others. Feel free to tell me about your healing! Thank you for reading.

Angels on Guard

Brendan and I called down to visit our son and his family one evening. It was around bedtime. Some of their children gathered in the living room as their mum and I talked.

They were telling me that they had been at the River Quoile Countryside Park. One of the boys said to Esther “Show granny the feather you found today.” She produced a large white feather.

I said, “Oh your angel may have dropped a feather.” I had just been reading a book called “Seeing Angels” by Joshua Mills. In this book he describes that some angels he has seen have very large feathers!

Everyone went quiet and listened. I continued telling the children that there are angels encamped around them to deliver them. Also each child is allocated an angel. Scripture says Your angel beholds the face of God in heaven. I told them not to be afraid of the dark or danger.

Their Mum told me they were climbing over the ruins of a castle without fear. A man came up to her and rebuked her for not looking after her children.

She remembered me telling her about a New Zealand couple who let their children run and climb and jump with freedom. Irish parents are more fearful. Don’t let Jimmy climb that tree. He might fall and break his neck. We took our friends example and let our children roam as well.

Later Mum said she was talking to two of her boys the night before about angels after one awoke with anxiety. I repeated exactly what she had told her boys. I got my grand children’s attention.

The Rain of The Holy Spirit

The sun is coming up. It’s s new day. The birds are singing. In every country I have been to I hear the birdsong every morning. Behind prison bars one can hear. If one’s heart is heavy the sound of the birdsong lifts one up. Life is all around.

Yesterday was Father’s day. If you remembered your dad on Father’s Day and got in touch well done. Better still honouring your father comes with a promise. It will go well with you and you will live a long life.

I was on holiday in Florida for my fiftieth birthday, a present from my family. I was talking to a lady in a store, saying I was from Ireland and that I had fourteen children. She said Oh your poor husband. She understood the difficulty of rearing a big family.

It was only when I had children of my own that I appreciated my father and mother’s sacrifice in rearing us. It can be too late to thank them or say you love them. Often people die of a broken heart, sad because of loneliness or not hearing from family.

Whether a father, a son or a daughter take heart. God promises to pour his Spirit out on you today. You need never be alone.

I joined with the birds in singing this morning. I remembered the chorus.

It’s beginning to rai-ai-ain-hear the the voice of my father-
He’s saying who so ever will, come and drink of my water-
He’s promised to pour his spirit out, on your sons and your daughters-
If your thisty and dry, look up to the sky, it’s beginning to rain!

At that first drop of rain that you start to hear, throw open the windows-
Call all your children together, and throw wide the door!
When the rains of the spirit are starting to fall, fill every vessal-
He who drinks his fill, will thirst no more!

It’s beginning to rain- hear the voice of my Father-
He’s saying who so ever will come and drink of my water!
He’s promised! To pour his spirit out, on your sons and your daughters!
You will find this song on U Tube

God sends the rain for the farmers to plant crops in springtime . I believe this springtime God is pouring out the rain of the Holy Spirit on his people. We are weary, sick and sad after the long lockdown. People need new hope and life and love.

Look up. It’s beginning to rain over you.

Please respond if this post is meaningful .
Angela

Abortion Debate

I went to The New University of Ulster to study Environmental Science in 1969. The first essay title was The Origin of man. I knew my lecturers wanted me to say that man was descended from some ape through evolution. Back then I definitely didn’t believe I was descended from an Ape. Animals and humans are different. Despite not getting a good mark for my first attempt at debate on the Origin of Man I went on to finish my degree and graduate.

A few years later I was married and was raising two children. A friend gave me a bible to read. I read the first page of the bible in Genesis. It is written that God created the earth and the first man. He was made in God’s image. God created Eve and He told Adam and Eve to increase and multiply and fill the earth. This sets us apart from animals. I now had something to tell my lecturers about the origin of man.
“And God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them. And God blessed them: and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply,
‭‭Genesis‬ ‭1:27-28‬ ‭ASV‬‬

It is because I read this scripture and believed it, Brendan and I have fourteen children. God helped us as we raised our children. We increased and multiplied.

I had a miscarriage when my baby was 12 weeks old. She would have been my ninth child. I saw clearly the unformed body, head, legs and arms. We put our little baby in a wooden box and bought a grave. We stood around the graveside with our other children while the grave digger made a small hole for the box. We prayed. Psalm 139:says all the days ordained for me were written in your book. I believe our baby even though only twelve weeks old is in heaven, where I will see her again.

There is much debate nowadays among politicians who agree to abort babies. What age a child in the womb should be killed, 12 weeks, 22 weeks or full term? I believe a child is created at conception. He is made in God’s image. I believe abortion is against the law of God which is to love God and love your neighbor. Not recognizing a child in the womb is not recognizing the God who created the child in the womb.

Jesus said let the little children come to me for such is the kingdom of God.

I’ll leave you with a statistic I read today. Sixty three million babies aborted in America since 1973. Ten million babies aborted in Britain since 1967.

The Wooden Spoon

Yesterday I was at a funeral service for an 89 year old lady. Towards the end of the service her sixty year old son spoke about memories he had about his Mum. He has been living in Florida for a long time.

He thanked his Mum and Dad for the “Wooden Spoon” referring to discipline his parents used when he was young growing up with five siblings. “In America people don’t know about the wooden Spoon”, he said. “My parents taught me values when I was growing up. I haven’t forgotten them.”

To live in a big family there needs to be unity and order or there will be chaos, each individual wanting their own way. The parents working in unity can bring about that leadership and bring peace to their family. There needs to be boundaries set and for anyone to break the rules there needs to be something done to deter any further wrongdoing.

Many families of old have used a smack with a wooden spoon as discipline when rules were broken. There is a saying “Spare the rod and spoil the child.” The Word of God gives us guidelines.

Proverbs 13:24
Whoever spares the rod hates their children, but the one who loves their children is careful to discipline them

Proverbs 29:17
Discipline your children, and they will give you peace; they will bring you the delights you desire.

Proverbs 22:15
Folly is bound up in the heart of a child, but the rod of discipline will drive it far away.

A child will learn obedience when he listens to his earthly father who disciplines him. It will be easy for this child to hear from his Heavenly Father and obey Him when he grows up.

Jesus listened to His Father in heaven. He went alone to pray often. He learnt obedience through the things he suffered. He was obedient even to death on the cross.

Sometimes we go through hardship and suffering. Don’t despise it. It is our Father disciplining us for our good and teaching us to choose the right way to go.

Jesus Healed my Broken Heart

Good morning friends across the nations.
How are you today?

It’s Valentine weekend. Songs of love are played on the radio. Desire and hope for love are stirred in our hearts. Love is in the air. Will I get a Valentine Card? Does someone secretly admire me?

I did have those teenage dreams. I did get a Valentine Card. My heart was stirred with love. I had met my husband Brendan the previous summer. He is still very romantic, kind, giving and forgiving.

Fifty three years on my heart is stirred with love. Brendan and I were celebrating with some of our family the birth of twin grand daughters to Ruth and Stuart. It’s been a roller coaster week. Thank you Nora and Colin for the lovely meal.

My girls were looking down memory lane. One remembered with tears being bullied by the vice principal of her school. Another was caught by another school’s vice principal smoking at break time. Stresses and joys of living in a big family were recalled with more tears and laughter.

It hasn’t been easy for Brendan and I to rear a big family and still be alive. My heart was broken many times; children leaving home, difficulty in my marriage or sickness. My children asked me “Do you remember that?” as they recall some difficult incident. I was busy rearing the next child or making dinner. I wasn’t aware of things going on behind the scenes.

My husband thought if I had HRT medication it would make it more easier for him to live with me. Despite our love for each other we did have our difficulties in our twenties, thirties and fourties. So HRT was not the solution then or now. Forgiveness and love sets the captive heart free.

No I dont have dementia either because I don’t recall difficult times. I told my daughter a story recently about walking down my street. We moved here one year ago. It was dusk and I glanced through a window where the blinds had not been drawn. It looked homely. I turned back. It was my house! My daughter wanted to bring me to the optician to get my eyes seen to and was worried about my mind.

As I drove back home last night the reality hit me. My heart is not broken any more. Jesus has healed my heart. He was with me in all my troubles and he delivered me out of them all. He has restored my body soul and spirit. He had caused me to live to see my children’s children.

The scripture in Isaiah 61 is true. He healed the broken hearts and binds up their wounds. He gives a garment of praise instead of despair.

For anyone of you today who has a broken heart because of disappointment, loss or sickness don’t despair. Jesus is acquainted with your grief. Bring your troubles to His cross. He will pour in His love and heal you and bless you.

“Keep right on to the end of the road, keep right on to the end. If you are tired and weary still journey on round the bend.” Lyrics by Harry Lauder.

Turn the Hearts of the Parents

Malachi 4

The last paragraph of the last book of the Old Testament ends with

Remember the law of my servant Moses, the decrees and laws I gave him at Horeb for all of Israel. 

See I will send the prophet Elijah to you before that great and dreadful day of the Lord comes.  He will turn the hearts of the parents to their children and the hearts of the children to their parents. Or else I will come and strike the land with total destruction.  

0n the media this week we hear of a father and mother who were sent to jail for the neglect, torture and death of their son.  Twenty eight children have died in Great Britain last year, at the hands of their parents.  Those who should nurture and protect the young killed them.

Laws are passed in these islands to allow a mother to kill her young in her womb. 20,000 women needed hospital care after using DIY home abortions. The law of the land allows a woman to get a pill from the chemist to get rid of a baby in her womb. These mothers hearts are not turned to their young. Where are the fathers of these babies?

The laws of God, our creator and Father of mankind, have been broken. Are we headed for total destruction? Is very creation crying out? Man is destroying the earth, the place we are given to live in. Our very climate is changing. There is a pandemic happening over the nations.

God started mankind from one family when he created Adam and Eve. God destroyed mankind because of evil in the time of Noah. God saved one family, Noah’s. He doesn’t want to destroy mankind again. God has put eternity in our hearts. If we respond to our hearts we will find God. If we don’t we will be judged.

God hasn’t changed. God is patient with us. He is merciful. He is waiting for men and women to seek him and turn from their sins. There is hope for our hearts to change. God promises to send someone who will tell us where we have gone wrong. If we listen and believe in God one will be saved from destruction. One of the signs of change will be if we turn our hearts to God, to one another and to the children and elderly.

The beginning of the New Testament tells us about John the Baptist. He called for people to turn to God. He pointed to Jesus. “Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world”. Believe in Jesus and he will give us his Holy Spirit and power to live in uncertain times and we can overcome and be healed.

We will not live forever. There is a heaven and hell after we die. If we turn to Jesus he will forgive us our sins we will have eternal life. If we don’t one is faced with destruction and eternal hell.

I am a Sign

About forty five years ago, my husband Brendan and I were having a drink in our local bar. The owner always enjoyed our visit. He would have conversations with Brendan. One night Harry gave me a bible.

I read the first chapter of the first book of the bible, Genesis. Verse twenty seven jumped out of the page at me. It says,

So created man in his own image. In the image of God he created him. Male and female he created them. God blessed them and said to them Be fruitful, and increase in number, fill the earth and subdue it.

In this passage some facts are recounted. God created man and woman in the image of God. God spoke to man. These words encouraged me. My heart was thrilled to realise I am made by God and that he can speak to me on the earth. At that point in my life I didn’t know God can speak to people on the earth or that He can be involved in my life.

God was giving me permission to increase and multiply and fill or populate the earth. That day I read these words, I received faith to have many children. At the time I had two young children. I was hoping to have more children but nothing was happening. I prayed that morning to the God who created the earth to give me a child. God answered my prayer. I became pregnant soon after.

My life changed that day. I no longer needed to be anxious to get a job. God was giving me a job. And his blessing as well.

I went on to have fourteen children in total. He also speaks to me through his word in the scriptures. I hear his direction in dreams and prophecy. I am a sign to you today pointing you to God in heaven our creator who wants to speak to you.

All over the world God’s Spirit is moving. All over the world mankind in different nations sees the same sun and moon at different times in the day. We can see God’s handiwork. Wherever you are today look up to God who created the earth. He wants to speak to you. Talk to him today just as I did all those years ago. He will answer you.

Loving others

Jon van Jon in Les Miserables said “To love someone is to see the face of God”. Someone had shown him love and kindness in his life and he went on to show mercy and kindness to many others.

Jesus said Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy. It is good in one’s young life to learn to be kind and merciful to others. This way of life is often learned in growing up in family. The older children helping the younger children. Learning to give and share. Learning to forgive. Learning to be patient with one another. Learning to be supportive and respectful to elderly parents. It is the way of love.

These attributes are easily carried into adulthood. It will be easy then to reach out to someone in need: the baby, the foreigner, the widow, the orphan, the sick, the lonely and the elderly.

Jesus guarantees that when one lives a life of thinking of others that person will always get help when he is in trouble.

So young people learn to be kind when you are young. When you are older and faced with trouble your kindness will be remembered by God.