I am reading my husband Brendan’s book , All God’s Bible Dreams. It is for sale on Kindle and a hard copy on Amazon. For anyone interested in dreams it is a must have book. Peter and Joel in the bible said I will pour out my Spirit on all people.
Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions. Even on my servants, both men and women,
These are days when God is speaking to people through dreams. If you dream a dream don’t ignore it. God may be getting your attention.
Brendan’s book has revelations that help one understand the Bible, the importance of the Jewish people, the importance of dreams and how the dreams in the Old Testament helped to preserve a people who could receive Jesus.
Brendan spent three years writing and was told in a dream to write it. This book is full of treasure. The chapter on Sleep and Dreams is very valuable in itself. It is just one chapter of many. Each chapter can stand alone with information.
I am reading Brendan’s book on Kindle. I can scroll through the chapters easily, day or night, flying in an aeroplane, or waiting for someone.
God is not dead. No He is alive and wants to talk to each one of us. He loves us and does not want anyone to perish. Here is a link to the book. Please share this post with friends.
My book “Look at The Birds” is launched today on kindle.
ATTENTION! ATTENTION!
Something good has happened today!
Brendan has launched my book on Kindle.
I’m as surprised as you are.
It’s like having a baby.
I was working on this book for about nine months.
It’s been a quick birth.
Brendan is a good midwife.
I gave my book over to him to put the finishing touches.
He has completed the job and published my book on Kindle today.
He was there for all our fourteen children’s births.
Please celebrate with us this new “baby”
My book is about being healed in my mind and heart from trauma after having fourth stage cancer thirteen years ago. Jesus said look at the birds of the air. You are more important than they are. Matt 6:21. Living in the midst of nature brought about my healing. By the Stripes of Jesus I am made whole. God is in the business of total restoration!
Here is the link to my book on Kindle.
If you buy, read and like my book please write a review.
I was reading today from Acts 2. Brendan and I visited the Upper Room which is historically know to be where the disciples met together after Jesus ascended into heaven.
We met a group of believers from Brazil praising God in the Upper Toom. Brendan and I joined in their dancing. I noticed a lady beside me who was weak. I asked did anyone need prayer for healing. I offered to pray. Many of the group gathered around me and I prayed in Jesus name for them. It was a special time.
There are two important feasts the Jews celebrated. Firstly the Passover, to remember the freedom from Egypt. Jesus was crucified and rose from the dead on the weekend of Passover.
Secondly the Shavuot which is fifty days after Passover. It was to remember Moses receiving the Ten Commandments. All Jewish men were required to come to the Temple in Jerusalem on these feast days. It is interesting to read that there were Jews in the city from as far away as Pakistan, Egypt and Rome.
Before Jesus ascended into heaven He told his disciples to wait in Jerusalem for the gift The Father had promised. They were baptised with the Holy Spirit at Shavnot, know to us as Pentecost. They spoke in new languages.
When the disciples went down among the men who were gathered from the nations they were speaking in new languages. The men from the nations heard their own language from the disciples who were praising God.
Peter explained what had happened to Jesus and that he was the Messiah the Jews were waiting for. Three thousand people believed Peter that day. Among them were Jews from all the nations. These new believers brought the gospel back home to the nations they lived in. That was the beginning of the gospel being spread to the nations.
The Father poured out thd Holy Spirit when Jews from the nations were gathered. God’s timing is perfect.
Over two thousand years since then we are waiting for Jesus return to earth. He spoke to his disciples about it. He said there will be earthquakes and wars. But only The Father knows the time of Jesus return. God’s timing again will be perfect.
Staying Alive, the story about my healing from cancer has been translated into Italian and Slovakian.
My books and my husband’s books are available on Amazon.com and Kindle. They are free to access on irishprophet.com.
The Grapes are Worth It is the story of our early marriage and rearing our children. My books are testimoney to God’s power to forgive, heal and restore.
Good morning everyone near and far away, especially in Vancouver and Vancouver Island.
Has God given you a promise? Are you familiar with prophecy? God wants to show His love to us and to show he cares and has life for us on the earth and in heaven. Life can change for you here and now.
I read the Bible and I hold on to what the word of God says. For example on page 1 it says increase and multiply and fill the earth. I believe in prophecy. It is from prophetic words I believed and hoped in that I am alive. It is from prophetic words and dreams God guided Brendan and I through the storms of life.
Men of old believed what God promised them. Abraham received the promise of a son. He was 100 years old when the son was born. Joseph had a dream his family would bow down to him. The dream came through after many testing times of being a slave and being in prison. David became a King after being chased from his country and lived in caves.
Believing for the promises God gives takes patience and endurance. God sends encouragement along the way to help us not to give up. I had cancer and was giving up hope of God answering my prayers. But God is faithful. He kept his promises to me. I am alive. I have since seen promises come to me but there are more promises to be fulfilled.
I’m watching programmes on iplayer about trawlermen. They are fishermen. They go out in bad weather and expect to catch fish and bring the bounty of the deep home. They don’t give up. They have faith to catch the fish they believe are there.
I am learning from them. I was reading Hebrews 6 v 19 NLV Believing in God’s promise is like an anchor that keeps the soul through the storms of life that try to abort one’s promise. Remain anchored in faith in Jesus. He is attached to your anchor. He is with you till you come to safe grounds.
I am very encouraged by Hebrews 6 v 19 today. I am anchored in God. I will see His promises come to me in this life on the earth. I shall not die. I shall live and proclaim the Word of God.
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
Brendan and I have returned from a trip to Israel. Jerusalem is a city full of the history about God Almighty in heaven and his dealings with His people on earth. He chose the descendants of Abraham as his people, Israel. We witnessed Jewish families, young and old, teenagers, young soldiers walking the streets of Jerusalem. I receive a Blessing in Jerusalem.
More than any other place in creation The Lord loves Jerusalem are the words of a hymn.
It takes time to settle back home after a trip. One has to readjust. Last Friday night Brendan and I were driving out to a friend’s house. It was raining in the midst of sunshine. When we turned a corner from our street in Belfast a double rainbow appeared ahead of us. The rainbow stayed with us on our journey out of town. A strong coloured rainbow rose from the horizon on the left in a large arc to the horizon on the right. Above it was a more faded rainbow.
We sometimes call ourselves the Rainbow Family. When we went on walks, at the beach, on journeys, a rainbow would appear in the sky to remind us of God’s presence with us, his love , his care and His faithfulness to keep His promises. God put a rainbow in the sky after the Flood. It is a sign and promise to Noah and mankind that God would never again flood the earth. There is a rainbow around God’s throne in heaven. Here is a reference to it.
1 Ezekiel v 25 and 29 And on this throne high above was a figure whose appearance resembled a man. All around him was a glowing halo, like a rainbow shining in the clouds on a rainy day. This is what the glory of the Lord looked like to me.
The display of the rainbow in the sky above us on Friday night spoke of that Glory of God around the throne. A little bit of heaven over Belfast.
If you are waiting for God’s promise to you, don’t give up. God is working it out for you.
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.
I bought my second Santa Fe last year. It was the during the COVID Lockdown. I wanted to try out my new four wheel drive. I went to visit my sister . She was careful about visitors as she was in touch with sick people. We chatted over coffee outside in the sunshine. The driveway up to her house is quite steep. She had recently installed an iron hand rail for ease in walking down or up to her house.
I said my goodbyes and jumped in my car. I drove off. Suddenly I heard “Crunch”. My car got impailed on the iron rail and left a long dent in the back door. My new car, What will Brendan say? I shook with fear. I sat paralysed. If I drive forward or backwards the dent will get longer. I felt helpless. The joy I had, evaporated. My sister reassured me till I recovered and got out of the car. I got in touch with my son and he came to the rescue. There is a signature dent across the back passenger door.
Fast forward to this past week. The car mechanic had rang me to tell me he had finished fixing my hand break. I asked Brendan to drive me to Saintfield to pick up my car and we could go for breakfast after. Before we left the house Brendan reminded me to bring my mobile phone. We drove to pick up my car.
I paid my mechanic and was delighted with getting my car road worthy again. Brendan and I agreed to meet back in Saintfield. I drove off, turned on the window wipers, the lights, the radio and had the heating up full blast. It was a dull, wet, cold morning. I was comfortable in my wagon, sheltered from wind and rain.
The Main Street in Saintfield is busy with traffic. Cars were trying to manoeuvre aroad a parked loading lorry. I got a parking space opposite the cafe Saints. I waited for Brendan.
I ordered freshly made pancakes with bacon. Brendan was having a coffee as he was meeting someone for lunch. We chatted and I shared my happiness at getting my car back. I was even happier when the waitress brought me three fluffy freshly cooked pancakes draped with maple syrup.
Breakfast over Brendan and I parted and said we would see each other back home in Belfast. I walked back to my car to find a white sheet on the dashboard. “Oh no”a parking ticket I thought. More money! It was a notice which read “Your car moved down the hill into the car in front.” I thought that’s strange I have just got my brakes repaired. A lady came out of a shop nearby. She told me what happened. The car in front was owned by an elderly man who had just stopped to pick up his pension from the Bank. He was distressed to see my car. He was afraid to move his car. Other shop keepers came to the rescue. Some one went looking for me in the local shops and cafes. I couldn’t be found. I was happy eating my breakfast across the way without any disturbance.
A driver had the bright idea to put a brick in front of my wheels to stop it moving again. Then the gentleman could drive off. He left his phone number for me.
I thanked everyone who had helped and apologised profusely. I wanted to get out of there fast! I jumped in the car and turned the key but no response. More trouble! It just went Click. Click when I tried the key again. What is happening? Then I remembered the radio, the heater, the wipers and the lights had run down my battery.
I wasn’t too distressed this time. I called Brendan to come back to help me. In the meantime I called the car mechanic. I didn’t have long to wait. He parked alongside my car and got my battery recharged. He removed the bricks from the wheels. The traffic got jammed again on the Main Street. Brendan returned. “It’s just as well you had your mobile or you would have been stranded!“
Just the events of a morning when it should have been quite straight forward to pick up my car. There was trouble but I didn’t loose my joy. I was having a feast while people were looking for me. I’m on the road again!
I keep thinking of The Christmas song made famous by Shaking Stevens. The lyrics go,
Snow is falling all around us,
Children playing, having fun,
it’s the season, love and understanding
Merry Christmas everyone.
We’re going to have a party tonight.
Up until 2020 we in the west have celebrated Christmas with freedom, prosperity and indulging ourselves on good things to eat and drink.
Christmas time last year was not fun. There was no snow, little understanding and few parties. Due to Covid, families were separated and not allowed to meet. We had to stay home from school shops and work. Our lives have changed forever. Do we consider why Christmas is called Christmas?
We celebrate Jesus Christ being born. He came to tell us about God our Father’s love and care for us. Jesus lived on the earth for thirty three years. He died a cruel death on the cross to set us free from the sin of Adam and Eve and the power of the devil who wants to rob, steal and destroy us. Do we need Jesus at all?
We are approaching Christmas 2021. Society is trying to get back to normal inviting the public to spend and spend to make this Christmas fun and party season again.
But how can there be fun in many families who are suffering the lose of a loved one, or going through the ravages of Covid which has left many weak and discouraged. Fear, despair and disappointment has taken hold of many people.
I can say we do need Jesus. He will bring comfort to the despairing and heal the broken heart. Parties will not heal broken hearts.
Psalm 138 v 3 says As soon as I pray, you answer me; you encourage me by giving me strength.
Learn more about Jesus this Christmas. By praying to him.
Healed of Cancer. Angela McCauley 