Yesterday, my mouth was on my mind. The subject of concern. Pain. Swelling. Fever. Several days of this. Last night, we had leadership meeting at church. This isn't just for leaders in the church, but it's for all believers who want to grow and mature. It's more meat than a "regular" service would be.
I went with the expectation that I would ask someone to pray for me. That I would come home well.
Read these verses with me...
Proverbs 4:20-22, AMP
My son, attend to my words; consent and submit to my sayings. Let them not depart from your sight; keep them in the center of your heart. For they are life to those who find them, healing and health to all their flesh.
Last night's meeting was, as usual, full of scripture. I heard the Word of God. I learned. I listened. I let it seep into my deepest parts. And, as time went by... my mouth. It stopped hurting. The swelling (inside) started to disappear. I felt less feverish. Less achy. By 9:15, when the meeting was over... so was whatever was wrong. And still today - all is well. No pain. I can swallow normally. No fever.
So today, I am reminding myself of the promise of God... that His Word brings healing and health to all my flesh.






I am a Christian. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I have babies in heaven. I take pictures. Love to write. I strive to show compassion.
Derek is also a Christian. He is a husband - to me. An amazing husband. He loves intensely. Laughs freely. He is strong. I am amazed when I consider that he chose ME. I love him. He loves me.
This is my Gramma. Eileen. Of everyone I have ever known, she is the one I desire to be like. She was wildly compassionate. Generous. A woman of integrity. Goofy. Cute. My hero. She is in Heaven.
Bayleigh is intense. She is small. She is beautiful. Sweet. Wild. Mischevious without limits. And she chirps.
Furbis is the epitome of catness. He is handsome. Big. Sweet. Dangerously intelligent. Strong. He breaks things. And talks.
Calliah is special. Furbis chose her. She is sweet. Not very smart. Funny. Pretty. Puts her toys in water. And the more she loves you, the harder she bites.
Izzy is super sweet. She's pretty. Passionate about playing. She licks things. She doesn't talk much. Snuggles a lot. And sleeps on my head.
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