What for, is our defeated foe knocking on our door with foolishness? Why are you coming for us while we are yet working? I am so grateful that God is God, in that He thought of everything. He already knew we were going to jack things up even after everything Jesus did on our behalf. And although He gave us authority over everything He created EXCEPT mankind, why is that seemingly what we try to rule, reign, and cast our piece of mind opinions over?

When I first read “Whose report will (you) believe”, I knew (I) had a choice and a chance. What I’m most thankful for is, He didn’t say, whose report will you and the doctor or the group believe. How about you? BaeBee, let me tell you, God’s children are something else. Don’t let all them activities going on in the church fool you. Errbody is not on your side…yeah them. 

If a delivery person came to your door with a package of depression, would you take it and say thank you sir, mam, have a great day? I think not! I don’t know about you, but I am the one to boldly say, ”Scuse me sir, mam, you have the wrong address. I think you looking to go back to where you came from down the street”. 

We need to understand that because we have the Holy Spirit living on the inside, the enemy can’t just come in and take over, or let me say force his way in. He’s not the greater one, the Holy Spirit is. His only way of getting in is when we agree with him and his report. 

Doctors are sometimes the bearers of not so good news. And there are times, more than I care to mention, that they’re incorrect. Don’t even let me get started on them there people. I know God placed them here and they are needed, but BaeBee, you better know Jesus!

I remember crawling into the emergency room one early morning from so much pain. They rushed me into a room and did a sonogram on my stomach to see what was going on. They called in a “specialist” (so called) to come and give his skillful opinion. The verdict, per him, was I was pregnant in my tubes and I needed emergency surgery or they would burst.  I was there alone and after hearing his special verdict, signed the papers to have the surgery.

When I came to, my husband and mother had made it on the scene. In comes the special person saying, “We went in and we couldn’t find the sucka”. Hold me somebody! Hold me! Punctured my bladder while he was in there and I was a hot mess. 

A few months ago, one of my sisters was told she needed to have her foot amputated because of gangrene. She informed them, “I believe I am healed by the stripes of Jesus (refusing the package of gangrene) and I don’t want my foot cut off”. She called me and asked that me and a few others touch and agree to stand with her for her healing. And that’s what I did.

To make a lengthy testimony short, they didn’t want anything else to do with her. They told her that they were taking their hands off, because it wasn’t anything else they could do AND had the nerve to say, “God can’t even do nothing for her”!

I said, “what you say, they challenging our Father”? BaeBee! They pretty much dismissed her, refused service, and in their eyes, signed a death certificate (as if life and death was in their hands in the first place). Again, which evidence will we have hope in?  As a people we get bad news and share what the doctors have spoken concerning us and run and shout it on the mountain top, “I got” (enemy access to enter) based on the information from the doctor. Yes, there is pain. Yes, they see what they see. But His stripes covered all diseases and we’re going to have to have faith, for that which we cannot see, in order to obtain our healing. It’s just as easy to say, “I got a report from the doctor and he said I have this or that; I thanked him for the report. But I chose to believe and declare the Word that never fails: I am healed!”

We have inside information that the enemy is at the front of the line when it comes to lying. He takes things that don’t belong to him or that we unknowingly and sometimes knowingly give him. And once he’s allowed in, wreaks havoc. Why for, would we allow him to call the shots? Cancel that please, my time has not yet come!