poetry

I Am The God of Your Borders

FOR THE NATIONAL DAY OF PRAYER 🙏

I truly believe in my born again heart that if the church, doesn’t change, stand up, speak up, and muscle up and become who and what Jesus Christ has decreed (Matthew 16), our Nation will remain renegade and up for grabs. It’s time!
Too many Christians bought a lie about being nice and becoming passive. I was one, thought I could win them over with influence and love. Until I come to understand, Passivity is the devils playground. Satan counts on God’s people being passive.

Moses didn’t pray for Pharoah, he delivered God’s word to him. He did it afraid.
Jesus Christ did not pray for Herod or Pilate. When asked by Pilate, are you their King and Messiah, Jesus answered, It is True! (Luke 23:3) knowing He was headed to the Cross.

Jesus did not pray for the Pharisees or the Sadducees. He warned, rebuked and decreed. He delivered seven woes to those who were attempting to misalign God’s timing and purpose, WE MUST READ AND COMPREHEND THE WRITTEN SCRIPTURES.

This is WAR church! We Are Remnant. ®️2015. 2 Corinthians 10:4-6

As our Nation, the land of Liberty, hangs in the balance, I am certain of this.

GOD IS VISITING HIS PEOPLE! I heard Him say…

I Am The God of your borders!

“”I Am” The God of your borders!””
I did hear My Master say
When in earnest prayer concerning
The security, of our mighty USA

“I Am The God of your borders!”
Give heed and listen to Me
I dwell in the United States
The land of liberty!

“I AM the God of your borders!”
As you can see this is not enough
Summon and call on Me
Day and night; never fear rebuff

I want in the hearts and homes
and in every neighborhood yard
Continue your prayers in earnest, for
hardened hearts, calloused and barred

It is time to see revival
Where is the cry of My Church?
Lift up prayers in unison
To and fro-My eyes do search

I long to show Myself strong
mighty, and ready to battle
If My People who are called
command me to drop the gavel

Come boldly into My courts
Do not forget you’re seated there
The place prayers are heard and answered
loved ones snatched from the enemies snare

Oh yes “I AM the God of your borders!”
Is anything to hard for Me
It’s time to see revival
And set these captives free!

Poem written by Laurette Laster © 2017

Exodus 3:13-14 NKJV
Then Moses said to God, when they ask who sent me to you? And they say what is His name? What shall I say to them?
And God said to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM.” “Thus you shall say to the children of Israel, ‘ I AM has sent me to you.’ “
‘This is my My memorial to all generations.’

Jeremiah 32:40 NLT
And I will make an everlasting covenant with them: I will never stop doing good for them. I will put a desire in their hearts to worship me, and they will never leave me.

Luke 18:27 NIV
Jesus replied, “What is impossible with man is possible with God.”

PRAY CHURCH PRAY!

Blessings, laurette

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. laurette

poetry

Clean this House

“No yeast for the feast”

Did you know?
We get our spring cleaning rituals from our Jewish brothers and sisters? Yes, it is true! This tradition has roots all the way back to Egypt.

We are the church of the firstborn. Hebrews 12

As the children of God prepared to celebrate Passover and the feast of unleavened bread, their houses would be thoroughly cleansed. The commandment and statute of “no yeast for the feast” of unleavened bread, is taken very seriously. As they cleaned their houses, ridding all chametz, so we too thought to cleanse our houses.

It’s time! Passover begins Wednesday night at sundown.

Time to clean this house!

Time to clean this house
Out with the yeast
Levin is the sin of man
That determines to the least

We show ourselves prepared
examine every inch
Every corner and the cracks
Light of a candle, reveals a pinch

We will not be negligent
Nor overlook a crumb
Satan hopes we’re lackadaisical
Presuming we are dumb

We will take a feather
Dust this entire place
Whisk even crumbs into a bag
Outside to burn, leaving no trace

We are not surprised
by Pharaohs ploys and tactics
God said no time for yeast
leaving in haste, departure climactic

Having witnessed every plague
Now we know without a doubt
God is not slow nor is He slack
Making known His power bringing us out

No longer slaves veiled or separated
Led out by the power of God
Delivering us out of Egypt
Eye witness to His power, we’ve been awed

No moaning or complaining
Can come across our lips
We do not want to be the ones
Left to die because we quipped

Give no provision to grumbling
Only believe and obey
He is going to takes us out
But why the longest way

Cleansing us from Egypt’s ways
Teaching us how to live as free
We are citizens of a different land
By faith created to have liberty

He will safely bring us out
With His righteous right arm
Into the land He promised
Safe from all of life’s harm

Poem written by laurette laster @ 2018 March

God is not looking for a perfect people, He is looking for a faithful people who know we need a Savior, Helper, and Shepherd!

Deuteronomy 16:3 ISV
You must not eat any yeast with it. Instead, for seven days eat bread without yeast—the bread of affliction—because you left the land of Egypt in haste. Remember the day you went out of the land of Egypt for the rest of your lives.

Proverbs 20:27 KJV
The spirit of man is the candle of the LORD, searching all the inward parts of the belly.

1 Corinthians 5:6-8
Do you not know that a little leaven leavens the whole lump? Therefore purge out the old leaven, that you may be a new lump, since you truly are unleavened. For indeed Christ, our Passover, was sacrificed for us. Therefore let us keep the feast, not with old leaven, nor with the leaven of malice and wickedness, but with the unleavened bread of sincerity and truth.”

Blessings, laurette

L’Shana Haba’ah B’Yerushalayim
A picture of final redemption

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. laurette

poetry

Springtime Glory

Hello Springtime

When we begin to understand our Designer, God Almighty, The Architect, Artist, Author and Creator of all things, we see His wonderful truths displayed in panoramic power; breaking forth all around us. Behold the beauty, touch the splendor, breathe in the fragrance of heaven.

He Lives!

God made certain we would know what time it is.
Passover, Resurrection Power, New Life, Purpose and Promises, in Christ…

Faithful, that’s who He is! (Genesis 8:22)

Hello Spring-
God’s Panoramic Calendar

Velvet buds and blossoms
Aromatic sweet fragrant smells
Soft pedals blowing about
Springtime’s show and tell

Sweet smelling sights
Season of new birth
Welcome sweet springtime
What saith ye the earth

Worship only The Creator
Never the created
We are only a picture of
How to be liberated

The flowers do bloom
And life is all around
All springing forth
Rising Up out of the ground

What a picture
What a story
Spring is ‘The Telling’
Jesus Resurrection glory

Now do you get it
Can you see
Springtime comes
To remind you and me

He did rise
From deaths cold grave
Welcome springtime
No longer a slave

Death could not hold Him
The grave had no power
Springtime is earths celebration
Of His finest hour

So hello springtime
Tell us the story again
Jesus did arise
Yes it’s all a picture of Him

He left panoramic signs
So we would never forget
Take this lesson to heart
So you will never ever regret

The signs yes this season
Hello springtime glory
Thank you oh thank you
For Retelling The Story

Copyright © April 2019 laurette laster all rights reserved

“The season has changed, the bondage of your barren winter has ended, and the season of hiding is over and gone. The rains have soaked the earth and left it bright with blossoming flowers. The season for singing and pruning the vines has arrived. I hear the cooing of doves in our land, filling the air with songs to awaken you and guide you forth. Can you not discern this new day of destiny breaking forth around you? The early signs of my purposes and plans are bursting forth. The budding vines of new life are now blooming everywhere. The fragrance of their flowers whispers, “There is change in the air.” Arise, my love, my beautiful companion, and run with me to the higher place. For now is the time to arise and come away with me.”
‭‭Song of Songs‬ ‭2:11-13‬ ‭TPT‬‬

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening. laurette

poetry

Carpe Diem! He Made a Way

Day 11
Counting the Omer
Resurrection Harvest

“You are not forgotten, for you have been chosen and destined by Father God. The Holy Spirit has set you apart to be God’s holy ones, obedient followers of Jesus Christ who have been gloriously sprinkled with his blood. May God’s delightful grace and peace cascade over you many times over!”
‭‭1 Peter‬ ‭1:2‬ ‭TPT‬‬

God’s people pushed out, expelled, liberated; wait! They are free but dependant. Like newborns babes.. (1 Peter 2:2), helpless, in constant need. The need for food, water, comfort and provision is beyond their grasp. Obedience is crucial. Their destination is marked. Now completely at the mercy of the God of their fathers. The I Am.
God’s people, His children, called to be a holy nation, a kingdom of priests a holy priesthood, according to His foreknowledge (Genesis 15). The groaning, the travailing, God heard their groanings, like a woman in the throngs of labor, He came down to rescue and deliver them, (Exodus 3:8).

Concerned for them, the time had come, the hard labor, unbearable. The tight place, The Hebrew word for Egypt is Mitzrayim, which translates as “tight place, narrow, straights, blockages. This place has caused them grow, to increase in number, but the time of slavery must end.

The newly born Nation of Israel, the children of Israel are in more danger, vulnerable, at God’s sovereign mercy, fragile covered in blood, by the blood, protected and extremely loved; more than they could think or imagine.

On their way to Mount Sinai. The Law of God awaits. The meeting place. This great deliverance still talked about today. The Exodus, the judgement against Pharoah, pushed out with mighty signs and wonders, the Greatest power shown…

That Is Until…
Until the resurrection of Christ. From a borrowed tomb Christ lifeless body is raised to life, raised to immortality by the Power of God!
Hope! Expectancy! New Life! The Resurrection Power of our God is here! But there is more. Wait for it.

Tarry here in Jerusalem. Do not leave Jesus said, until you be endued with power from upon high. Would Yahweh share His great power, His resurrection power…
Fifty Days. Feast Of Weeks! Counting the Omer! Pentecoste!

The Firstborn! The First fruits!

Oh the excitement is brewing but the journey had struggles, trials, temptations; oh but the hope!

Excerpt from

Carpe Diem
He Made a Way

In brokenness and despair,
I fell to my knees,
I cried out to My Savior,
“Oh Jesus save me!”

Do not become hopeless
If you are broken or sad
He is in the waiting
Not angry, nor mad

He made a way
Though not easy or trite
He knows your victory
Is seized by the fight

I’ve come to tell you
To pick up that bible
Read it for yourself
It is totally reliable

Ready to take root
His word is alive and powerful
Planted securely in your heart
Growing where allowable

Our Lord willingly gave His life,
The shame and pain
The Cross He endured,
His blood for our gain.

So I say to you
Carpe Diem-and get ready
Because God has a plan….
The victory is won already!

© laurette laster May 2018

Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.
(Pluck the day [for it is ripe], trusting as little as possible in tomorrow.)
Horace, The Odes of Horace

“But the truth is, Christ is risen from the dead, as the firstfruit of a great resurrection harvest of those who have died. Even as all who are in Adam die, so also all who are in Christ will be made alive. But each one in his proper order: Christ, the firstfruits, then those who belong to Christ in his presence.”
‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭15:20, 22-23‬ ‭TPT‬‬

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

In The Wintertime by the Tree

In The Wintertime By The Tree

It’s utterly hopeless,
What should I do?

Trust In God,
He’ll see you through.

Such nice words
But don’t you know?
It’s dead and lifeless
There’s nowhere to go.

If you have a minute
Come sit with me,
“In the wintertime
by the tree”

I believe you are wrong,
speak life and believe.
You’re sure to be amazed,
When by your words you receive.

Don’t hinder your faith
God is working this out;
Don’t become discouraged
Theres no time for doubt.

Oh You don’t get it,
Can you even see?
It’s dead and lifeless,
Exactly like this tree!

Keep the faith
It’s not as it appears,
This tree is dormant
It has no fear.

It has a knowledge
Deep within,
That as is rests
The renewing begins.

What are you saying
What do you mean?
Theres life in this tree
even though it’s not seen?

You seem so sure
But how can I trust?
Just because you say
my thinking should adjust?

It’s hopeless, It’s over,
This is the end,
There is no glimmer of hope,
Nice talking with you my friend.

I want to believe
And walk like you say,
I haven’t the time,
This just isn’t your day.

Could we meet again,
At a later time?
You’ll understand then,
You won’t be so blind.

Just one more thing
If you can spare,
Tell me about
This tree we share?

You’ve seen it before
And you’ll see it again,
It’s a lesson in hope,
And there is no end.

To all that The Lord
Will do and say,
If you’ll be patient
And walk in His way.

For just at the right time
When you least expect it,
You will see new blooms
This tree is expectant.

See you in March
And bring your pen,
We have so much to learn
My sweet, sweet friend.

Glad you’re back
What do you see?

The hope and the promise
There is life in this tree.

The blooms, the fragrance
bursting with life
I do think you’re right
About my plight

I’m beginning to see
And I have hope,
I won’t give up
Not only no, but nope!

I’ll speak the promises
And believe His word,
And know He’ll answer,
Because He has heard.

Thanks for the lesson
And thanks for caring,
The tree taught me a lot
Truths I’ll be sharing.

With any who’ll listen
And come sit with me
“In the wintertime
by the tree.”

Poem written by laurette laster © 2018

“It has a knowledge that as it rests”…

Under harsh circumstances, seemingly intolerable temperature differences, at the mercy of the elements, through all extremes, in good times and bad, but knowing her roots run deep.

Yes! That is it. The game changer. The roots! The tree is held in place by her roots. How deep are our roots? How strong, how deep, how wide? Then I’m reminded. I can’t give up I’m planted. It isn’t really up to me anyway. (Ephesians 3:17-18)

I’m made to weather the seasons, season after season, after season; and so are you. Actually I’ve grown quite strong and if you dare to look, so have you. What meant to break me, has caused me to heal stronger. Like a tree, the strongest winds cause it to fracture, and then heal. At each healed place there is more strength. Without winds of adversity the tree would be soft never gaining the strength to stand and produce. The healed fractures cause the tree to become pliable, able to bend but not break. Supple enough to bend because of the mend, bend but not break. Growing stronger and stronger, becoming more and more fruitful, only with each season.

Don’t be discouraged we are about to be more fruitful than we’ve ever been. We have endured, we have healed, or are healing. This fruit is for those coming behind us. We want it to be the best we’ve ever grown and the sweetest they’ve known. God knew this. Yes, He knows exactly what it takes. Our Master Gardner knows, that’s why we need these extreme almost intolerable circumstances, to make us the most fruitful we’ve ever been. To nourish and enrich those coming behind us.

So as I think about, I do have hope. I pray you do too. It isn’t over, it’s a new beginning.

And I do believe; the best is yet to come.

“And they shall be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor. They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated” (Isaiah 61:3-4).

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

H-O-P-E

Hope!

A short four letters
A word spelled H-O-P-E
How can one small word
Offer so much enormity

Likened as an anchor
Storms are sure to come
Fastened to the Mercy Seat
Christ, our anchor, God’s chosen Son

© laurette laster Jan 10, 2022

Honor is BIG with God. However, we who have failed miserably understand His ( gift/charisma/dorea), Grace and Mercy that surrounds and sustains us in our ignorance.

Strong’s # 1431. dórea

a (free) gift, a gift (without repayment).HELPS Word-studies

1431 dōreá (a feminine noun, derived from 1325 /dídōmi) – a gift, freely given and hence not acquired by merit or “entitlement.” 1431/dōreá (a feminine noun) expresses a brand of giving that highlights the beneficent desire of the GIVER

As we move forward in the days ahead we can place our H-O-P-E in the Lord’s unfailing “hesed”. The GIVER gifted us, He summons us into covenant with Him. This covenant is His love toward us. Even when we’ve blown it; missed it; ignored it; refused it; or plain denied it; we have this Hope, He keeps His word when we don’t.

God’s love, while tender is intense (our God is a consuming fire), while unfailing, just, God is faithful yet fierce.

His Power so great we cannot fathom; yet tangible, transforming minds and hearts with an unseen touch, undeniable, only discerned and received by faith. Yes! This is why we HOPE in Him. Our Faithful God keeps covenant for a thousand generations, to those who love Him.

I never needed Him or His “gift” more than when I deserved it least. He freely gave that is why I love Him so!

But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear Him, on those whose hope is in His unfailing love, May Your unfailing love be with us, Lord, even as we put our hope in You.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭33:18, 22‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Hope in His unfailing love…

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

Peace On Earth

Peace on Earth

““Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!””
‭‭Luke‬ ‭2:14‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

Peace On Earth

At this special season
When gifts are normally given
I have my online order ready
I am sending it to You in heaven

Is it too late for first class delivery
From Your heart to their address
You know the ones I pray for
Yes I am partial I must confess

I think they’ll be amazed
When they see it is from You
They’ve been so hurried this season
With all the things, so much to do

Lord what is the perfect gift this year,
Hope and Peace!
Likened to the hush of angels wings
Oh yes their spirits will soar
With hearts set free to sing

You will be delivering the gift in person
Oh no I’m not surprised
Why didn’t I think of this
Placed right before their eyes

Thank You Lord for taking
My online order this late
I know it’s so close to Christmas
I adore how You relegate

Thank You for Special Delivery
Upgraded at no extra cost
Free for returning customers
Wow! Personalized and embossed

When they see their name
Etched into Your palm
May their hearts soak in
Christmas peace and healing balm

The gift that last forever
Offering hope to one and all
Yes Jesus was delivered for us
Peace on earth, Christmas altar call

© laurette laster

Often we find ourselves hurried with last minute shopping and gifts to buy. Making certain no one is without a gift on Christmas Day. I cannot think of anything worse than to have someone in my home or at my gathering that didn’t have or receive a gift. Can you imagine the sting to the one left out? Imagine if you will if that someone were you, or one you loved. Oh our heart would break. We would feel the ache in the heart of one we loved. How much more the Father longs for each of us to receive His gift of salvation. The gift delivered at Christmas is opened at the cross but you must receive to understand and open.

As families gather this year I pray a deep famishing soul hunger engulf those around us. For unsaved or prodigals I pray they realize their spiritual starvation. Like the aroma from the oven I pray a soul hunger is ignited. If there be any in our midst without salvation I pray their soul hungers, sensing the love of Christ-mas. I pray they cry out for their gift, the gift of God’s redemptive love from Christ our Savior. This Christmas let’s not forget the True Gift, the gift of Jesus Christ who came to give light to a dark lost world. I pray we lead others who will pray the sinners prayer. What a gift for our Lord!

Oh yes Father, stir up the gift inside of every believer. Let the aroma of Christmas’ Love cause others to cry out where is my gift? I long for the gift of salvation Lord Jesus! Yes, what a celebration.

Merry Christmas

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom!

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

Christmas Altar Call

Christmas ‘Altar Call’

Joy to the world
The Lord has come
Holy salvation
God’s kingdom

Hark the herald angels sing
When bells of Christmas past did ring
Do you hear, can you feel
Christmas joy, tangible, surreal

As a Babe in Bethlehem come
God incarnate Gifted Son
Came to save and seek the lost
What great gain, What great cost

While you think of what to gift
I have a question, perhaps like this;
Do you know, have you seen
Heavens herald, when angels sing
At Migdal Edar, temple Shepherds saw
Heavens first ‘Altar call’

Oh Come and see what God has done
One and only perfect Son
Joy to the world sent to all
Christmas season ‘Altar call’
Bring your hearts on bended knee
God In Heaven has called to thee

This perfect GIFT, not available in any mall
Don’t mistake Christmas-it’s heavens ‘Altar call’
Life eternal, joy ‘Devine
Where it’s CHRIST mas all the time

© laurette laster December 2017

Luke 2:11-14
Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.
Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
“Glory to God in the highest heaven, and in earth peace to those on whom His favor rest.”

Simeon’s revelation by The Holy Spirit that he would not die before he had seen The Lord’s Messiah
Luke 2:30 For my eyes have seen Your salvation.

https://int.icej.org/news/commentary/tower-flock

There is so much to the Christmas story. Jesus Christ was and is the most tracked delivery known to man.
Each time we read scripture we clearly see the predetermined origination, the purpose, the appropriation, the destination, the regeneration, the fulfillment, the dissolution, the dread, the fear, the uncertainty, the cross, the death, and the utter abandonment felt by the many who had awaited His arrival. What kind of gift was this, it all fell to pieces. Was this how the gift of Christmas was to end? What happened to the promise? How could this happen?

I’ve felt the sinking disappointment, opening a package believing the picture on the outside was the product inside. The anticipation, the excitement quickly turning to dread realizing the work involved; required study, reading (and following) the directions before having what I saw in the original advertisement.

Yes that is what Christmas is. The Hope! The Anticipated Joy! The Arrival! The Study! The Truth! The Light! The Loss! The Waiting! The Uncertainty!

Yes! The Promise of Christmas is alive and continues to be unwrapped as we go forward with the original tracking device, The Word of God. You should track your gift.

Who do you think could believe such a thing? Well here’s hoping to Heaven you do!

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Merry Christmas

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

Dare to Believe


Hanukkah celebrates the rededication of the Second Temple of Jerusalem during the second century B.C., following the triumph of a small group of Jewish rebels, known as the Maccabees, against their oppressors the Greek-Syrians, who had defiled the temple by erecting an altar to Zeus and sacrificing pigs within its sacred walls. In order to rededicate the temple, the Maccabees had to light a menorah that would burn within the temple at all times. However, they only had enough pure olive oil to last for one day. Miraculously, the oil burned for eight days, leaving time to find a fresh supply of oil.

Something seems extra special to me this year. Can you feel it? Actually I don’t feel it at all, but I sense it in my spirit. I sense a newness, something extraordinary, extravagant, exciting, excellent, exceptional, and yet unexplainable because it makes no sense to the human mind.

Stirring inside of me are visions but not of sugarplums. I think this is what it is to have a sense of wonder, true wonder when experienced leaps and dances, adding rhythm to faith, causing faith to whirl and swirl with extravagant expectancy. Yes stirring inside of me is a sense of true wonder. A Wonder that dares to believe then take action.

Will you dare to believe with me? Will you dare to believe one more time? Will you expect to experience an extravagance released from heaven, from Him, from the Holy Spirit of our Savior as we celebrate this season of His birth?

Dare to Believe


The lamp still burning
How can this be
A miracle happened
Hanukkah teaches me


The God of Israel
Is The Light
Our God with us
Is in the fight


Fighting to regain
What the enemy had stolen
A time of rededication
Forward and emboldened


ThIs menorah
With a days measure of oil
Burns brighter today
In darkness and turmoil


A special time to remember
Abounding joy on the horizon
The Light Of Christmas
The miracle still mesmerizes


Behold The Lamp
Behold The Light
Behold The Miracle
A Sacred Sight


Hanukkah beckons
Only receive
Miracles still happen
Dare to believe


@ laurette laster





“His head and his hair were white like wool—white as glistening snow. And his eyes were like flames of fire! His feet were gleaming like bright metal, as though they were glowing in a fire, and his voice was like the roar of many rushing waters.”
‭‭Revelation‬ ‭1:14-15‬ ‭TPT‬‬

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Merry Christmas

Happy Hanukkah

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

Miracle of Oil

Happy Hanukkah

2020 date
Sunset, 10 December –
nightfall, 18 December
Miracle of Oil


There was only enough oil
For just this one night
What would be the outcome
When the Menorah did light


Once the flame was lit
Servant candle forever burning
How to fuel the light of God
To this command concerning


What would they do
The dilemma and shortage
Only pure and sanctified oil allowed
Required to cleanse what’s been distorted


What could they do
Yes following God commands
They did light the menorah
Witnessing the miracle of His Hands


For on this night
The abundance of oil did flow
So that all could see
Now all would know


There is a God in Israel,
Miracle seen so all will know
Hanukkahs miracle of oil
Today does still flow


In the faces of all who see Jesus
The Servant light of The Menorah
The Light of God ever brighter
Burning bright straight out of the Torah


Poem written by © Laurette Laster


“After this the Feast of Dedication [of the reconsecration of the temple] was taking place at Jerusalem. It was winter, And Jesus was walking in Solomon's Porch in the temple area. So the Jews surrounded Him and began asking Him, How long are You going to keep us in doubt and suspense? If You are really the Christ (the Messiah), tell us so plainly and openly. Jesus answered them, I have told you so, yet you do not believe Me [you do not trust Me and rely on Me]. The very works that I do by the power of My Father and in My Father's name bear witness concerning Me [they are My credentials and evidence in support of Me].”
‭‭John‬ ‭10:22-25‬ ‭AMP

Revelation 1:10,12-13
It was the Lord’s Day, and I was worshiping in the Spirit. Suddenly, I heard behind me a loud voice like a trumpet blast.


When I turned to see who was speaking to me, I saw seven gold lampstands. And standing in the middle of the lampstands was someone like the Son of Man. He was wearing a long robe with a gold sash across his chest.
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I believe in miracles. I believe this is again a year that witnesses miracles of Christmas in the United States of America.

Miracles flow from His hand and from His heart. Israel is the heartbeat of God and of the world. Standing with Jer USA lem and Israel is why we have the miracle oil of God’s anointing to prosper over our Nation. Protect what God loves and God protects everything we care about.

Hanukkah the miracle of rededicating the God’s temple from the defilement of pagan worship...

Feast of Dedication
The Feast of Dedication is mentioned in the New Testament Gospel of John 10:22.
The story of Hanukkah, which tells the origins of the Feast of Dedication, is recorded in the First Book of Maccabees

Do you hear what I hear?

(From Learn Religion)
According to ancient records, King Antiochus IV (who was sometimes called "The Madman") defiled the Temple by sacrificing a pig on the altar and spilling its blood on the holy scrolls of Scripture.

As a result of severe persecution and pagan oppression, a group of four Jewish brothers led by Judah Maccabee decided to raise up an army of religious freedom fighters. These men of fierce faith and loyalty to God became known as the Maccabees. The small band of warriors fought for three years with "strength from heaven" until achieving a miraculous victory and deliverance from Greco-Syrian control.

After regaining the Temple, it was cleansed by the Maccabees, cleared of all Greek idolatry, and readied for rededication. The rededication of the Temple to the Lord took place in the year 165 BC, on the 25th day of the Hebrew month called Kislev.

Hanukkah is called the Feast of Dedication because it celebrates the Maccabees' victory over Greek oppression and the rededication of the Temple. But Hanukkah is also known as the Festival of Lights, and this is because immediately following the miraculous deliverance, God provided another miracle of provision.

In the Temple, the eternal flame of God was to stay lit at all times as a symbol of God's presence. But according to tradition, when the Temple was rededicated, there was only enough oil left to burn the flame for one day. The rest of the oil had been defiled by the Greeks during their invasion, and it would take a week for new oil to be processed and purified. However, at the rededication, the Maccabees went ahead and set fire to the eternal flame with the remaining supply of oil. Miraculously, God's Holy presence caused the flame to burn for eight days until the new sacred oil was ready for use.

This miracle of the long-lasting oil explains why the Hanukkah Menorah is lit for eight consecutive nights of celebration. Jews also commemoratethe miracle of oil provision by making oil-rich foods, such as Latkas, an important part of Hanukkah celebrations.

The Hanukkah menorah, also chanukiah or hanukkiah (Hebrew: מנורת חנוכה‎ menorat ḥanukkah, pl. menorot; also Hebrew: חַנֻכִּיָּה‎ ḥanukkiyah, or chanukkiyah, pl. ḥanukkiyot/chanukkiyot, or Yiddish: חנוכּה לאָמפּ‎ khanike lomp, lit.: Hanukkah lamp), is a nine-branched candelabrum lit during the eight-day holidayof Hanukkah. Eight of the nine branches hold lights (candles or oil lamps) that symbolize the eight nights of the holiday; on each night, one more light is lit than the previous night, until on the final night all eight branches are ignited. The ninth branch holds a candle, called the shamash (“helper” or “servant”), used to light the other eight.

And now we see our tradition and the birth of Christmas celebration. Jesus Christ is The Light of the World. The light has come and the darkness will not overcome His light or those who walk in His light.

More About Hanukkah 

Hanukkah is traditionally a family celebration with the lighting of the menorah at the center of the traditions. The Hanukkah menorah is called the hanukkiyah. It is a candelabra with eight candleholders in a row, and a ninth candleholder positioned slightly higher than the rest. According to custom, the candles on the Hanukkah Menorah are lit from left to right.

Fried and oily foods are a reminder of the miracle of the oil. Dreidel games are traditionally played by children and often the whole household during Hanukkah. Probably because of Hanukkah’s proximity to Christmas, many Jews give gifts during the holiday.

The center or middle candle is called the Helper or Servant candle. In Rev 1 where was Jesus our Messiah standing when John turned to hear the One speaking to him?

“And in the midst of the lampstands [One] like a Son of Man, clothed with a robe which reached to His feet and with a girdle of gold about His breast. [Dan. 7:13; 10:5.]”
‭‭Revelation‬ ‭1:13‬ ‭AMPC‬‬

Yes I do still believe, here’s hoping to Heaven you do.

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette