Discernment – Why We Need It As Children of God

I felt the Lord urging me to repost this article after seeing that so many Christians have been drawn into the satanic lies of “The Shack” movie. It horrifies me to see fellow believers who lack any discernment, and are driven by their emotions instead of standing on the Word of God. Come out from them! We have been given TRUTH in God’s Word. Why do so many believe that we need men’s words which corrupt the absolute truth given in His Word? Pray for discernment!!

The Story of Michael And How He Died To Show Me the Way To Heaven

Michael was my first child.  We were so excited to meet this little guy. We had the nursery all prepared and decorated.  As every expectant mom probably does, I would hold up the little undershirts and onesies.  I could hardly wait for Michael to arrive.

We did the Lamaze classes. I was getting so close to the due date, but I began to worry. I had not felt Michael kick in a couple of days.  I would even poke my tummy to try to make him move – nothing.  I had an appointment with my obstetrician the next day. I drove myself. The doctor I had chosen did not come recommended by anyone in my family. I can’t even remember how I found him.

I was not yet a Christian.  I went for my appointment. This doctor never used the doppler which I had heard so much about. He used a regular stethoscope.  After listening for a while, he told the nurse “Fetal heart beat is fine.”

At that point I told the doctor that I had not felt movement for a few days. He opened a drawer and pulled out another stethoscope. I imagined that it was more powerful. He listened and moved the stethoscope around. And then he said the words I will never forget.

He told me that there was a chance that the baby was gone. But he said to come back in a week and he would confirm this.  I was devastated. I remember driving home and hardly being able to see because of the tears pouring down my face.  When I got home, I called my mother.  She had one of my sisters take me to her obstetrician. He used the doppler. Then he told my sister that he wanted to meet with us in his office.

He told me that my baby was gone. I can’t even put into words how I felt. I could hardly move or breathe. He said that my body would soon attempt to pass the child and I would go into a type of labor.  He said to go home and wait for this to happen.

That evening, I felt a tightening in my back and I knew that my body was trying to pass Michael.  We called the doctor and he said that he would meet us at the hospital.

The doctor examined me and he told me that he wanted me to pass Michael naturally. He did not want to do a C-Section.  They put me in a room and put in an IV. He told me that they were injecting pitocin which hopefully would make me dilate.

This went on for about 5 days.  At night they put me in a ward away from mothers and their babies. In the morning they would wheel me down to that room and hook me up to give me more pitocin. It was obviously not working.

The realization that my baby was really dead

I remember lying in bed, looking at my huge stomach, realizing that my baby was deceased. I was numb. When I cried I thought that I’d never stop. Between the sobs, I would talk to God. I was not yet a believer but I always knew that God was real. I asked God if this happened to punish me for bad things I had done. It just felt good to talk to Him.  I was never angry at God -I was just looking for answers.

The Visit

That night a friend came to visit me from work. She had become a Christian a few months before. The girls at work laughed behind her back because they knew the things that Elaina had done before she became a believer in Jesus.  Elaina brought me a Bible. I had never had a Bible which included the New Testament. After our visit I put the Bible in my suitcase, thinking that I would never need it.

The breakdown

Suddenly I was filled with sorrow and rage. I pushed the button for a nurse. When she came in, I took a glass of water and hurled it against the wall. I told the nurse that I was at the end of my rope and I asked her to call my doctor and tell him that I wanted a C-Section the next day. I told her that if he said no, I was going to destroy my hospital room.  The nurse took me seriously and left quickly. She returned to tell me that my C-Section was scheduled for 9:00 the next morning.

I never saw Michael

This was back in 1979. Doctors must not have known the importance of a mom to see her deceased baby and to hold him. It was a very important part of the grieving process. They put me under general anesthesia. When I woke up, a beautiful nurse told me about Michael. She described him in such detail – it was like she painted a picture of him which remained in my heart and mind to this day.

The nurse became so involved with me; she even came back to the hospital at night to sit with me and just talk. Everyone was making decisions for me. My parents told the hospital that they could have Michael for research.  I never got to bury my son. But this beautiful nurse helped me keep my sanity. She was one of the kindest people I had ever met.

Going home

We went home and I do believe that the hardest part was looking at the nursery. I had hoped that someone had cleared everything out, but everything remained. The nurse from the hospital called me and asked if she could bring lunch for us the next day.  We had a wonderful time. She talked about how beautiful Michael was and that he was in heaven. After a while she left.

Talking to God

I began receiving so many cards and letters from various people. I kept seeing “heaven” written in many of the cards. People kept saying that Michael was in heaven. I was consumed with the thought of going to heaven some day to see Michael.

Trying to find the nurse

I called the hospital and asked about this nurse. No one seemed to know her. I just could not understand why not one person in that ward knew this woman. After I did become a believer, I saw this verse:

“Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares” (Hebrews 13:2).

What else could this have been?

My search to know how to go to heaven

I was consumed by this day and night.  I wanted to be where Michael was.  Growing up Jewish, for some reason I thought that the holiest people were Catholics. I began to go to a Catholic Church to take Catholic instruction. The priest was so old – he didn’t remember me week to week.  I stopped going there. I felt that this was not the place I need to be.


I had my Daniel in 1980 – perfectly healthy and a precious little guy. Then in 1982, I had Amanda – my sweet little girl.  But my heart was still broken over Michael and I still didn’t know how to go to heaven when I died so that I would see him again.

There was a woman in my husband’s family with whom I had become so close. She had been drinking and also taking psychiatric drugs. She called me one day and told me that she had a gun.  She told me that she had blasphemed the Holy Spirit and that God would never forgive her.  I didn’t even know what “Blaspheme” meant, but I tried to talk to her and to get her to put down the gun.

I called her husband at work and told him what she had said. He told me that I was overreacting and that she would be fine.   Just 3 days later she shot and killed herself.  We were all devestated.

The Christians

We lived in a high rise apartment house. I was standing near the elevator and a couple approached me. I had never seen them before. They said that they heard about the tragedy and they wanted to help us any way they could. They said that they would watch Dan and Amanda for us, and also that Beverly wanted to cook for us.  There was something different about them – something in their eyes. I trusted them. I didn’t know then that they were strong believers in Christ, and they were praying for my salvation.

The funeral

The funeral was over and we came home. I was so stressed out from the day. I began to walk up and down the stairwell. As I walked I talked to God. I asked him why He let all of these horrible things happen.  I could feel myself getting angry.

Beverly and John had baked us dinner for the night of the funeral. They were going to bring the dinner over, but I didn’t want any company in our apartment. I thought to myself that I would stop by their apartment and get the dinner. And so I did.

The night I gave my life to Christ

When I walked in their apartment, Beverly went to get the dinner for me.  John, her husband was standing with me and waiting. I began to weep.  I began asking why God would allow something so horrible to happen. I heard Beverly putting the dinner back in the fridge.  She came out and we all sat down.

John began explaining to me how much Jesus loved me and how He wanted me to know Him. As he talked, it was as if my mind was comprehending everything he said to me.  I told him about Michael and John said to me that if I was born again and made right with God, that I would see Michael again.

Jesus loved me!  He wanted me to realize that I was a sinner just like everyone in the world, and He wanted me to trust Him that He died as payment for all of my sins.  I asked John if it could really be that simple. He told me that salvation was simple, but that if I chose to become a child of God, that the road ahead would be difficult.  I told John that everything he told me was truth. I wanted to know what to do next.  John and Beverly led me in a prayer of repentance and belief in Jesus.

I felt the weight of my sin lift off of me. It was miraculous!  They asked me if I had a Bible and i told them the story of my friend at the hospital. They told me that when I got home, to read the Gospel of John.

My Bible

After many hugs and tears, I walked down the hallway toward our apartment. I felt like I was walking 3 ft off the ground!  Really!   When I came in, I went to my closet and found the Bible which I thought I would never need.  I read the Gospel of John about 5 times, and then I read the New Testament all through the night. It was food to me. I was completely overwhelmed.


I will definitely see my Michael one day. Not maybe  – definitely!  That little baby went to heaven to show me how to get there.

Maybe it will be very soon.  I’m hoping and praying that we will be raptured soon.

Who knows?  Maybe it will be this year……..

Shalom b’Yesua



A Foreshadow Of How This World Will Worship Antichrist (VIDEO)

Have you ever wondered how the people who are on earth during the Great Tribulation will worship, honor and praise the Antichrist?  I believe that the closest glimpse we have had to this is how the world reacts to Barack Hussein Obama.

From newsbusters.org

CNN’s Angela Rye Compares Obama to Jesus

Barack Obama isn’t even in office anymore but Democrats are still pining for their long lost savior.

Liberal commentator and former executive director of the Congressional Black Caucus Angela Rye bemoaned this fact on Anderson Cooper 360 Monday night. After discussing Congressman Devin Nunes’ comments about the investigation into Trump’s wiretapping claims, Rye expressed outrage that the media wasn’t talking about other issues, instead of talking about “something that didn’t happen.”

After conservative commentator Mary Katharine Ham expressed that she had “no chill” for any administration wiretapping any individual, Rye jumped in to tie this back to racism and how this would’ve been treated differently if Obama was in Trump’s shoes. She also said Obama was “the next best thing to Jesus”:

RYE: Speaking of no chill, I don’t have any either. We’re talking about Donald Trump once again throwing a story line instead of talking about missing D.C. girls, instead of us talking about a white supremacist that killed a black man and had plans to kill more black people just because of who they were, instead of talking about the healthcare debacle we’re talking about something that didn’t happen that your president can’t even spell, “tap.” I’m directing that to anybody else besides me.- source

Brethren, pray for those friends and family who are rejecting Jesus Christ. Pray that the Lord would open their eyes, and that it is not too late for them.

“And even as they did not like to retain God in their knowledge, God gave them over to a reprobate mind, to do those things which are not convenient; Being filled with all unrighteousness, fornication, wickedness, covetousness, maliciousness; full of envy, murder, debate, deceit, malignity; whisperers” (Romans 1:28-29).

Shalom b’Yeshua


Religious Left: Deceived By the Evil One And Bound For Hell

“But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away” (Isaiah 64:6).

When Jesus died on the Cross, He died for the sins of the whole world. He paid the debt for our sins that we could never pay.  Three days later He rose from the dead; He conquered sin and death for those who would trust in Him.  We must repent (agree with God that we are sinners) and believe that Jesus died to pay our sin debt. And when we do this, He becomes our Lord and Savior and we are reconciled to our Father in heaven. This is also known as being born again from above.

“Thomas saith unto him, Lord, we know not whither thou goest; and how can we know the way? Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me”  (John 14:5-6).

The Religious Left

There is a group of people who call themselves the “Religious Left.”  If they are saying that they follow God and His Word but they are progressive Leftists, then I have news for them.  They are not fooling anyone, and since they believe that religiosity makes them acceptable to God – the name “Religious Left” is nothing but an oxymoron.

I would love to hear one of the “Religious Left” explain to a person how to be made right with God.  I have a strong feeling that it would begin something like this:

“Well, you see there are many ways to reach God. Different people see God through the lens of Buddha and some through Allah …….etc etc etc.” These people would be sharing  New Age teachings, and both teacher and student would miss the mark; and unless the Lord opened their eyes to the Truth,  they would both perish.

During the last election, the Left saw the power of the Evangelical vote. You know the old saying:  “If you can’t beat them – join them.”  But in this case it is a devilish plot to make people believe that one can be pro abortion, pro gay marriage, pro transgender and Israel hating – yet still throw in that word “Religious” and that somehow gives them a outward semblance of holiness.

NOTHING could be further from the truth.

From reuters.com    (with my commentary in blue)

‘Religious left’ emerging as U.S. political force in Trump era

Since President Donald Trump’s election, monthly lectures on social justice at the 600-seat Gothic chapel of New York’s Union Theological Seminary have been filled to capacity with crowds three times what they usually draw.

And Satan could not be happier.

In January, the 181-year-old Upper Manhattan graduate school, whose architecture evokes London’s Westminster Abbey, turned away about 1,000 people from a lecture on mass incarceration. In the nine years that Reverend Serene Jones has served as its president, she has never seen such crowds.

The Reverend is a woman. Oh, I’m shocked! 

“The election of Trump has been a clarion call to progressives in the Protestant and Catholic churches in America to move out of a place of primarily professing progressive policies to really taking action,” she said.

These “progressives”  in the Protestant and Catholic churches are also known as  “lost.”

Although not as powerful as the religious right, which has been credited with helping elect Republican presidents and boasts well-known leaders such as Christian Broadcasting Network founder Pat Robertson, the “religious left” is now slowly coming together as a force in U.S. politics.

Oh, these folks were also there. But now they call themselves “Religious.” (like putting lipstick on a pig – it’s still a pig)

This disparate group, traditionally seen as lacking clout, has been propelled into political activism by Trump’s policies on immigration, healthcare and social welfare, according to clergy members, activists and academics. A key test will be how well it will be able to translate its mobilization into votes in the 2018 midterm congressional elections.

In other words, will Organizing for Action be able to gather these pretenders together and get them ready for battle?

“It’s one of the dirty little secrets of American politics that there has been a religious left all along and it just hasn’t done a good job of organizing,” said J. Patrick Hornbeck II, chairman of the theology department at Fordham University, a Jesuit school in New York.

Actually there has ALWAYS been unsaved people but they never wanted to use the term “Religious” before.

“It has taken a crisis, or perceived crisis, like Trump’s election to cause folks on the religious left to really own their religion in the public square,” Hornbeck said.


Religious progressive activism has been part of American history. Religious leaders and their followers played key roles in campaigns to abolish slavery, promote civil rights and end the Vietnam War, among others. The latest upwelling of left-leaning religious activism has accompanied the dawn of the Trump presidency.

First of all, those who wanted to abolish slavery were “Republicans” and those who marched against the Vietnam War were “Hippies.”

Some in the religious left are inspired by Pope Francis, the Roman Catholic leader who has been an outspoken critic of anti-immigrant policies and a champion of helping the needy.

Oh, for sure – Pope Francis should be the Pied Piper of the Religious Left! 

Although support for the religious left is difficult to measure, leaders point to several examples, such as a surge of congregations offering to provide sanctuary to immigrants seeking asylum, churches urging Republicans to reconsider repealing the Obamacare health law and calls to preserve federal spending on foreign aid.

So let me get this straight: Congregations of the Religious Left allowing illegal immigrants to live in their “churches” Umm…..that’s breaking the law. And when they say “Federal spending on foreign aid – that translates to “Keep giving money overseas for ABORTIONS.

The number of churches volunteering to offer sanctuary to asylum seekers doubled to 800 in 45 of the 50 U.S. states after the election, said the Elkhart, Indiana-based Church World Service, a coalition of Christian denominations which helps refugees settle in the United States – and the number of new churches offering help has grown so quickly that the group has lost count.

Wouldn’t it be great if these same Leftists cared as much about babies in their mother’s wombs as they do about illegal immigrants?

“The religious community, the religious left is getting out, hitting the streets, taking action, raising their voices,” said Reverend Noel Anderson, its national grassroots coordinator.

So I guess they realized that the Woman’s marches with obscene hats and foul language wasn’t a big hit……..Yeah, they were pretty gross.

In one well-publicized case, a Quaker church in Albuquerque, New Mexico, on March 14 took in a Honduran woman who has been living illegally in the United States for 25 years and feared she would be targeted for deportation.

I have no words for this one.


Leaders of Faith in Public Life, a progressive policy group, were astounded when 300 clergy members turned out at a January rally at the U.S. Senate attempting to block confirmation of Trump’s attorney general nominee, Jeff Sessions, because of his history of controversial statements on race.

This is a blatant lie.

“I’ve never seen hundreds of clergy turning up like that to oppose a Cabinet nominee,” said Reverend Jennifer Butler, the group’s chief executive.

Yeah, and you didn’t see it now either.

If you wish to continue reading this Left wing rubbish, you can click here

Rest of Reuter’s Rubbish

Satan is getting desperate because he knows that he has but a short time.

Why don’t we cut to the chase and call these folks what they really are:

The Church of Satan

If I sound frustrated and angry, it’s because I am.

It’s called righteous indignation.