Help! I’ve Been Arrested!

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I was recently traveling and had just pulled into a McDonalds to take a bathroom break.  I had been praying and listening to the radio all morning. During this past season I’ve been alone a lot except for when I’m doing ministry or helping someone in crisis or trauma. I also love being a road warrior because it is during these times that God gives me nuggets to chew on and even whole chapters of my book I’m writing.

There are times more often than not recently that I desperately miss and cherish the family and friends that are so important to me.  So I drive along and pray for those that I can’t see, touch or feel. It is in these times I also realize how important I am to my heavenly Father and that He does miss me when I get too busy or neglect my time with Him.

I know there are things the Lord wants me to do, but more so He wants me to be honest with Him and with myself.  This discipline really takes me getting into a quiet place and trusting Him. In order to increase my faith, He has been stretching me it seems like in every area of my life!

The Lord has ALWAYS come through and has ALWAYS been faithful.  The older and grayer I get my weak knees grow weary on waiting and then that devil of fear and anxiousness try to drown out God’s voice. It just so happened that Adrian Rogers was teaching on one of my favorite scriptures.

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1 Peter 1:7-9 says, “That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ. Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see Him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory: Receiving the end of your faith, even the salvation of your souls.”

He spoke on God’s refining fire and how everything in us will be tested at times. I know from experience when I feel anxious, useless, unproductive, and lonely that seems to be the exact time God allows Satan to test my faith.

“Lord let me be content not doing or seeing anything.” I then heard Him speak softly to my spirit, You don’t have to do anything for my favor or love, just be with Me and follow Me. I love you. Rest… I’ve arrested you!

Right after I came out out of the bathroom and was just pulling out of McDonalds, I looked down and my phone was ringing. Now I happen to have an app on my phone that tells callers that I can’t answer because I am in my car driving. I was surprised at it ringing.

At first glance it was an unknown number and I honestly thought it must be another solicitor trying to sell me an auto warranty. Mind you I have over 230,000 miles on my car and the only warranty is the one My heavenly Father provides! Recently this even got tested when several “alert” lights came on! But, need I say, even whenever I get arrested by the warning lights; God is and always will be my provider.

I looked again and saw the name Lemoine, and pulled back into the parking space at Mcdonalds. Beverly is another minister I had met two years earlier at our fellowship conference. She lives and works in Mississippi and has an outreach ministry named Come As You Are. The first thing she said, “Marlene this is Beverly Lemoine, do you remember me? Your name and face came across my mind like one of those electronic signs! How would you like to go to Tanzania with me next year and help with an international women’s conference?”

I think I was just arrested!

So, the exciting news is we will be doing a Freedom PowWow and will be ministering next May 2019 for three weeks to women and pastor’s wives in Tanzania Africa.

I will be sending out more details as they come in but I am asking for help in making this conference great for these women! We are writing a five-day curriculum and already have 200 New Testaments donated that are in Swahili.

In the meantime I’m being led to find a place to study, pray and write. I have a couple of places in mind, but I’m waiting on the Lord to open up the perfect place. Please pray and agree with me that I will wait patiently!

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Searching for God’s Treasures,

Marlene

Marlene has been called to go and serve others
wherever God calls her.

She combines teaching, prayer, worship with the prophetic, words of knowledge and wisdom to bring salvation, deliverance & healing to those who are lost, hurting helping each other prepare for ruling and reigning with the MOST HIGH GOD!

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The Seating Chart Has Changed!

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“There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male or female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Galatians 3:28  Historian Thomas Cahill says that this scripture was the first statement of egalitarianism in human literature.

Over two thousand years ago a man named Jesus changed the seating charts forever! It doesn’t matter where you were born, if you have royal blood, work on a plantation, or own many towers.

And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. Ephesians 2:6-7

John Ortberg  in his book Who Is This Man? writes,

“In the ancient world, slavery was universal. Unlike later slavery in America (England*), it had virtually nothing to do with one’s race. It could happen to anyone — and often did. Although conditions varied somewhat, slaves generally had little dignity or worth. A slave was non habens personam before Roman law, literally “not having a person” or even “not having a face.” Roman masters literally held the power of life and death over slaves. The slaves had no court of appeal. The slaves’ pain was so lightly regarded that when they were called to testiy, torture could be applied as a matter of course. Beathings and kickings were usually not given to free children precisely because such forms of punishment were reserved for slaves.

In the early church, a slave might wander in and have one of the masters — one of the rich and powerful — get down on his knees, take a basin and a towel, and wash the feet of one regarded as a non-person by the law. The Didascalia Apostolorum, an early church order, instructed bishops not to interrupt a service to greet a wealthy person of high rank who entered late. But if a poor man or woman entered the assembly, the bishop was to do whatever was needed to welcome them in, even if it meant the bishop were to end up seating on the floor. The seating chart was changing.”

Then and now – not much has changed when it comes to atrocities:

“The Great Slave Auction”. Amongst the slaves and their descendants it also went by another, more evocative name, “The Weeping Time” — an allusion to the incessant rains that poured from start to finish, seen as heaven weeping, and also, no doubt, to the tears of the families ripped apart. Although the organisers said they’d not break up families, it soon proved a hollow promise. Read More Below

What Became of the Slaves on A Georgia Plantation

Red Alert – Happening Right Now

On my recent return from China, I met a man from Bangladesh that I wrote about in one of my newsletters. He has family, I’m not certain what city. The article below is what is happening in Bangladesh.

 

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Please pray for “K’s” family

 

Nicaragua Needs Our Prayers Too!

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“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33

There is no reason to fear if we hold fast to the ONE whom has rescued our souls. We can rejoice knowing that Jesus has overcome the world and all of the evil doers and powers who oppose Him. Because of Jesus, God has changed the seating charts in the heavenlies.

Please continue to pray for the people of Rohingya, Nicaragua, China, the U.S. and especially those whom are called to the harvest fields in these places. We must hold fast to pray against Satan and his reign of terror and evil in this hour.

Searching for God’s Treasures,

Marlene

Marlene has been called to go and serve others
wherever God calls her.

She combines teaching, prayer, worship with the prophetic, words of knowledge and wisdom to bring salvation, deliverance & healing to those who are lost, hurting helping each other prepare for ruling and reigning with the MOST HIGH GOD!

acceleration me
from ashes to beauty…
Cinderella Released

Click Here to learn more about this ministry.
For 24/7 Prayer Text 850-661-6104 or
Email: CinderellaReleased@gmail.com

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I Now Can See The Colors in A Crystal

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I recently met for brunch with a highschool friend.  A couple of times during the past ten years she has felt compelled to reach out to me and we were finally able to connect. Once you read her story you will understand like I do now, that she is a product of our God who is so merciful to those who are in capivitiy and His desire is for our freedom.

She was rescued and released from a life full of heartache and torment.  God, has released her to a very happy ending… Below is her Cinderella Released story:

I Now Can See The Colors In A Crystal – Janice Conley
shared with her permission

Sharing my story with others is something I always hoped I would do. When I felt like I was losing control of my mind, ending up in ICU from an overdose and ending up in a psychiatric unit twice at two different hospitals, I could not imagine anyone being encouraged by my testimony!

As we all know there is a stigma attached to mental illness. 19 years ago I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. This brain disorder causes severe mood changes, elevated activity and extreme anxiety. People with this condition experience episodes of heightened energy followed by low energy and depression. The depression can last for weeks, months or even years. This is part of who I am today. I am not ashamed of it and I don’t let it define me or get in the way of living life. With the help of God, my husband, my family, my therapist, my psychiatrist and my close friends, I have learned to manage this illness. It takes a village!

I grew up in Sanford, Florida and accepted a job with a family owned business at the age of 22. This company was exactly where I needed to be. I received support and understanding from the owners and my co-workers during my difficult days. Early on, no one including myself, understood my illness.  Being in a supportive environment and feeling accepted and loved is critical to healing. I worked 30 years for this company. 22 of those years I was in a management position. I have always believed in God, however, during my teenage years and career I did not have a personal relationship with Jesus. Looking back, I see His hand in everything.

Due to manic highs and depressive lows, life can be chaotic with bipolar disorder. Often times relationships and careers are destroyed because of the irrational behavior that is displayed. This illness is often misunderstood by family, friends and co-workers. It is common for those who suffer to deny they have it or to resist treatment. I desperately wanted to feel mentally healthy and it took 11 years of determination and persistence to find the right help. My life is so different now that I have learned to manage it with correct medications and occasional therapy.

At the age of 32, during my first marriage, we built a house. During the construction process I became stressed, not sleeping and filled with anxiety. I felt like I was losing control of my mind. I made an appointment with my family physician who referred me to my first psychiatrist.

She diagnosed me with anxiety and depression and prescribed an antidepressant. When there was no improvement she prescribed another set of medications. These medications didn’t work so I quit taking them. For the next 11 years I felt anxious, depressed and empty, I knew there was something terribly wrong with me. My world was black and my spirit was dark. In sharing my concerns with family and friends, no one understood.

During this difficult time a friend invited me to church. Worshipping in a Pentecostal church was very different from my Lutheran background. It was there at the age of 34 that I walked the aisle to accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior. However, I did not grow as a Christian at that time. Due to the nature of my illness, I struggled with sadness, negative thoughts and difficulty focusing. “Negative thoughts deplete your faith, your energy and your enjoyment for life.” (Joel Osteen) It took all of my energy to just get by day to day.

At the age of 37 I divorced my first husband. I continued seeking counseling, hoping with each therapist my quality of life would improve. I was on and off medications during this time and nothing seemed to take away the depressed, anxioius empty feelings. Some days were more tolerable than others but I knew that people were not supposed to feel this way. I became frustrated. I was persistent in searching for help but couldn’t find the help that I needed.

One of my best friends, Cheryl, asked me if I could see the colors in a crystal. I explained to her that I could not see the colors in a crystal. Everything in my life was dull. She had never had a depressed day in her life so she could not understand the feelings that come with depression. I explained that in the morning when I opened my eyes I felt a gray cloud over me. This gray cloud followed me throughout the day. I would smile and laugh on the outside but I was dying on the inside. My only relief was sleeping. This was not the way I wanted to live my life.

At the age of 42 my life became intolerable. I felt alone and desperate. I did something totally out of character. I went to dinner at a diner by myself and sat on a stool at the counter hoping to meet someone. The only person who acknowledge my presence was the server. I left feeling more alone and desperate. That evening I made a very serious attempt to take my life with pain pills (prescribed for dental work) and alcohol. Fortunately, when I did not show up for work the next day a friend/co-worker had a concern and dame to my home. I was rushed to the emergency room. I spent nine days in the hospital. Four of those days in ICU in a coma. Three days in a regular room and two days in the psychiatric unit.

After I was released from the hospital my mind and body were fragile. Every aspect of my life was rocky, however I knew I had to walk back into my life. I had to face family, friends and co-workers and try to put the pieces back together. It was not easy but I knew this had to be done. Most everyone was understanding and supportive which allowed me to begin to heal.

I finally realized to have a good life I needed to be mentally healthy. To manage mental illness there are two types of doctors needed. A psychologist for counseling and a psychiatrist to prescribe medications. At this point, a team was crucial for me so I found a team that I felt comfortable with. As a signle working girl, I knew this was going to be expensive. My insurance plan covered medication but not therapy sessions. I also realized it was important for me to establish a relationship with these doctors early on so that they will be readily available to me when I needed them. Even though it was expensive, I comitted to weekly therapy sessions. This was an important step to getting my life back on track.

A manic or depressive episode can occur without warning at any time and at any age. Sometimes during an episode I need the help of my doctors. It is important to have a relatlionship established to get an immediate appointment. One could wait up to a month to get in to see a doctor. Even in my later years I will need to keep a relatlionship with my doctors current.

A year after my suicide attempt, I had a manic episode that left me feeling totally out of control. I believed I was making a movie about my life. This movie was to help others with bipolar disorder. My friend, Hamp who is now my husband, came over for an early morning jog. I suggested we have coffee and visit instead of jogging. I had a sleepless night and my energy level was heightened so he knew something was wrong. When he left my home, he called Cheryl and asked her to check on me. As soon as she saw me she knew something was terribly wrong. My behavior was totally out of character. Hamp returned to my home. My conversation that morning was focused on the movie that was to be made. I had not been diagnosed with bipolar disorder so this conversation alarmed them. They called my family in. While we were all together, Hamp called my therapist. She said that I was not the person she had counseled the past year and I needed to go immediately to the psychiatric unit of the hospital. She said if I would not agree to go call the police to escort me. It was imperative that I be admitted that day. This was my second stay in a psychiatric unit.

This manic episode was the turning point which allowed my therapist and psychiatrist to correctly diagnose me with bipoloar disorder. It is not uncommon for a correct diagnosis to take many years, sometimes decades. For 11 years I was diagnosed incorrectly and was prescribed wrong medication. It was a relief to finally get a diagnosis. I currently take two medications. The combination works well for me.  I have been on these now for 19 years. In the beginning I had a few side effects but they went away after a little while. The only lasting side effect was some weight gain. Correct medications have made a huge difference for me. I realized early on how important it is to take my pills daily. I accept that I will be on medication for the rest of my life. The pills help balance my moods and provide me with a mentally healthy lifestyle.

Even though I am on the right medications, I will occasionally get out of balance. It is important to have a good support system. When I begin to experience a manic episode, my husband can see a change in my eyes. Once I recognize my elevated mood, I meediately adjust my medications before my life spins out of control. To his day, when I am in a manic state my sense of urgency to help others by sharing my story becomes my main focus. Together Hamp and I have learned to manage these episodes. He is always there to watch my back when my world gets rocky. My life will continue to get rocky at times and it is comforting to know he is always looking out for my best interest.

Mos of us have famlily members or friends who suffer from a mental illness. If you know someone who has been diagnosed with a mental illness be sympathetic and understanding and know that it is challenging for them. Signs of the illness can occur at any time and without warning. With each episode I experience, I learn more about how to manage my change in moods and stay in control.

With therapy, prayer and reading books on healing I have been able to work through most of my issues, including child sexual abuse. I finally feel whole! I have seen God’s goodness in amazing ways. He has richly blessed my life with a loving, supportive husband and family.

In 2010 we became part of a wonderful church family. This is when I began my relationship with Jesus. I now look back on my life and see God’s hand in everything. He brought me out of the dark days into the brighter days. When your life is dark, know that it is temporary. In His time, He will bring you back into the light. The sun will shine bright again for you someday. Do not lose hope. Isaiah 40:31 “But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow wearly, they will walk and not faint”.

God is a God of second chances and it is by His grace that I am alive today. My life is rich and full of His many blessings. This awareness is new to me and I feel like I have been born again! I am trusting God to lead my path. Proverbs 3:6 “In all of your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.” My part is learning to trust Him.

I love sharing my story because I believe God will use it so that others ………..can see the colors in a crystal.

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Janice has a program and visits churches with others who have been rescued from bi-polar disorder. If you would like to connect with her please email me at CinderellaReleased@gmail.com.

 

 

 

Twins! The Struggle Between the Flesh and Spirit

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“The Lord said to her,

Two nations are in your womb, and two peoples from within you will be separated; one people will be stronger than the other, and the older will serve the younger.”

John Morgon, Pastor of Family Christian Center in Chicago spoke today at Faith Life Church about twins.  An eye opening message which was about the struggle between the flesh (soul) and the spirit.

The culture of grace and faith is what was given to Jacob after he tricked his father in order to obtain the birthright and blessing which God had already promised him long before he was ever born.  Isn’t that the way we are sometimes?  We try to work for or manipulate God to give us what He has already promised…long before we ever even ask about it.

John made the amazing point when God had spoken to Rebekah after she became pregnant after being barren for twenty years.  She wanted to know what was going on inside of her, why the war… God told her two cultures were there, two nations, something that was so much bigger than she could hope for or imagine.  Rebekah was worried about being barren, but God had already set in motion the seed long before Rebekah was ever in the picture.  It is sad for me to think about this story.

John pointed out how Isaac loved Esau because he was a hunter and he loved his food, while the Scripture simply says, Rebekah loved Jacob.  No reason except she simply loved him. God gave His only son, simply because He loved us…not for any reason or thing we have done.  We must simply sit in His presence in order to receive His love.

Esau worked to gain his father’s love, while Jacob simply sat in his mother’s presence and received it.  God had already promised to give

24 When the time came for her to give birth, there were twin boys in her womb. 25 The first to come out was red, and his whole body was like a hairy garment; so they named him Esau.[d]26 After this, his brother came out, with his hand grasping Esau’s heel; so he was named Jacob.[e] Isaac was sixty years old when Rebekah gave birth to them.

The war continued and Jacob fled fearing his life.  He never saw his mother again, nor his father.  Thankfully, he did make amends with his brother.

The culture of grace, John says, “Grace is done…we don’t have to do.”  John Morgan helps build churches and is a pastor, teacher, evangelist and mentor. Visit his website at http://johnmorgancommunications.com

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