You go out to hang with your friends and they each have to wash their hands before they touch you because they may have touched something that will cause you hives or escema.
You are always wondering what byproducts are in processed foods, candy, and meals; taking it very serious if the label warns it was made in the presence of nuts.
You go out to dinner and you worry the chef may have added a dairy product to the meal, which could cause your daughter to fall into a life-threatening allergic reaction; anaphylactic shock.
If you think these three little scenarios are tough...imagine what it must be like for little Mia Winand and what Remle must contend with on a daily basis for her daughter.
Well, I say enough is enough. People, it is time to spend some serious knee time for these allergies to be broken off Mia Winand.
I invite you AND challenge you to take part in an intercessory prayer and fast called, the Mia Fast.
Let's fast from all the foods and items that Mia Winand must stay away from.
Try it one day; one day a week; everyday for a month; or even try everyday until Mia is completely set free...it's up to you... and your prayers matter.
Currently, a growing number of us are committed to start the Mia Fast, this Monday, July 20, 2008. We say, “bring it on,” and we ask that you too will consider making a commitment in some fashion for Mia's sake.
If you are game, please reply on the blog so that we can help encourage each other, hold each other accountable, and show Mia that we are wanting her to be SET FREE!!!!!!
Join the Mia Fast!
LIST OF BANNED FOODS and ITEMS:
wheat
gluten (from wheat, rye, barley)
eggs
all nuts
all dairy products
beef
oats
soy and soy products
dust mites
**The biggest and most scariest for Mia are dairy, eggs and nuts. Her reactions range from hives with contact, eczema and anaphylactic shock with ingestion.
Don't worry, this fast won't cause you to become a vegan or vegitarian...and it may make you more like Daniel of Biblical fame.... or even more like Jordan Seng.
* UPDATE 7/18/08 *
Glutens are sneaky little buggers! They hid in lots of food:
Gluten can be found in the coating of rice and rice products.
Most beer has either barley and/or gluten and/or gluten byproducts that are NOT removed in the brewing process. So BEER goes on the forbidden list.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Where Are All The Men?
I find it oddly interesting that there are very few men involved in intercession, spiritual warfare , and prayer meetings. Why is that?
I am so tired of coming together for prayer to see majority of the people are women; where are the men?
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely appreciate all the prayers of all the women I gather with... I just wish more men would get off their arse and show up to pray too.
I read in the Word that spiritual warfare...is WARFARE...a call to arms and a call to muster in FORCE and yet, what would seemingly be a male, masculine, endeavour is populated by women... WHAT THE HECK!
The Bible is full of prayerful men, as prophets, intercessors, healers, etc and yet look around the church and most of the prayer and spiritual warfare is done by women, what a contrast!
PRAISE GOD for the women who are protecting, defending, and even advancing the Church...where are all the men?
How is prayer viewed by the average man? Is it more about men are generally lazy; too busy; don't see the value?
With all the color, drama, and imagery of prayer being a battle, to fight, and such, I have always wondered why the prayer pews, benches, knee boards, prayer closets, and meeting space is filled with so many women: grandma's, wives, young women....huh?
Do YOU have any suggestions as to how to get more men down on their knees in battle?
Do YOU have any other thoughts?
I am so tired of coming together for prayer to see majority of the people are women; where are the men?
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely appreciate all the prayers of all the women I gather with... I just wish more men would get off their arse and show up to pray too.
I read in the Word that spiritual warfare...is WARFARE...a call to arms and a call to muster in FORCE and yet, what would seemingly be a male, masculine, endeavour is populated by women... WHAT THE HECK!
The Bible is full of prayerful men, as prophets, intercessors, healers, etc and yet look around the church and most of the prayer and spiritual warfare is done by women, what a contrast!
PRAISE GOD for the women who are protecting, defending, and even advancing the Church...where are all the men?
How is prayer viewed by the average man? Is it more about men are generally lazy; too busy; don't see the value?
With all the color, drama, and imagery of prayer being a battle, to fight, and such, I have always wondered why the prayer pews, benches, knee boards, prayer closets, and meeting space is filled with so many women: grandma's, wives, young women....huh?
Do YOU have any suggestions as to how to get more men down on their knees in battle?
Do YOU have any other thoughts?
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Angelic Prayer Time at Ala Moana
This is an excerpt from a posting I placed on our prayer team page last night. Keiger left just a few moments too soon. . .
Tonight we met to pray at Ala Moana. It was an incredible night.
There is so much I could say, but I will work to keep it at least
somewhat brief.
(I deleted a number of cool prayer encounters. They were powerful, but the rest of the story contains the strange.)
Keiger left, but Michelle, Malia, and I decided to walk around
Magic Island. We just weren't finished. We got a sense that
something might be happening at the very end of the island. The
picture was of a man on the rocks, so we headed that way to see what
might be there. We sat down to watch the powerful waves crash against
the wall and finally identified the man we felt we were supposed to be
praying for. He was sitting alone on the wall. Even from a distance,
his burden was pretty easy to see. We began to pray. The waves were
crashing so loudly that most of the time we could not even hear one
another, but we prayed together, just the same. At one point, I laid
back and rested my head on the ground and closed my eyes. When I
opened my eyes, I saw that the man was no longer alone. Someone was
standing behind him, bent over with his hand on the man's back. The
person was dressed in white. I asked the others, "Hey, do you guys
see two people over there now?" Malia and Michelle both answered in
the affirmative.
We all seemed to feel a release, as if our prayers for comfort had
been answered. As Michelle put it, "I felt like we were keeping guard
over him, but when his friend came, we no longer needed to." We
started to get up and noticed that he, too, was standing up. As he
turned to walk away, Michelle said something like, "We did just all
see someone, right?" At that moment it clicked for me that the man
was walking away alone. There was no one else there. The 2nd person
had literally disappeared.
I quickly rushed toward where he had been sitting to see if I could
find the other person. There was no one there. I had to know what
had just happened, so I caught up with the man and asked, "Have you
been alone the whole time?"
He answered, "Yes," but looked a bit troubled. "Why? Did you see
someone else with me? That can't be good."
I quickly assured him that I didn't think we saw anything bad.
"Whoever it was was dressed in white." I responded.
"White is good. My auntie said dark is bad," was his thoughtful
reply. "Maybe I really do have a guardian angel."
Bold Michelle took that opportunity to ask the man if we could pray a
blessing over him, and then she led us in that blessing. The man was
overcome and clearly moved by the experience. He repeatedly stated
his hope that we would meet again. Now that I think about it, we
could have invited him to church. The thought did not occur to me
then. I was too busy trying to come to terms with the fact that we
had all just seen an angel. Not in shadow, now on a camera, not in a
vision, but in a very concrete, compassionate form. Wow.
Tonight we met to pray at Ala Moana. It was an incredible night.
There is so much I could say, but I will work to keep it at least
somewhat brief.
(I deleted a number of cool prayer encounters. They were powerful, but the rest of the story contains the strange.)
Keiger left, but Michelle, Malia, and I decided to walk around
Magic Island. We just weren't finished. We got a sense that
something might be happening at the very end of the island. The
picture was of a man on the rocks, so we headed that way to see what
might be there. We sat down to watch the powerful waves crash against
the wall and finally identified the man we felt we were supposed to be
praying for. He was sitting alone on the wall. Even from a distance,
his burden was pretty easy to see. We began to pray. The waves were
crashing so loudly that most of the time we could not even hear one
another, but we prayed together, just the same. At one point, I laid
back and rested my head on the ground and closed my eyes. When I
opened my eyes, I saw that the man was no longer alone. Someone was
standing behind him, bent over with his hand on the man's back. The
person was dressed in white. I asked the others, "Hey, do you guys
see two people over there now?" Malia and Michelle both answered in
the affirmative.
We all seemed to feel a release, as if our prayers for comfort had
been answered. As Michelle put it, "I felt like we were keeping guard
over him, but when his friend came, we no longer needed to." We
started to get up and noticed that he, too, was standing up. As he
turned to walk away, Michelle said something like, "We did just all
see someone, right?" At that moment it clicked for me that the man
was walking away alone. There was no one else there. The 2nd person
had literally disappeared.
I quickly rushed toward where he had been sitting to see if I could
find the other person. There was no one there. I had to know what
had just happened, so I caught up with the man and asked, "Have you
been alone the whole time?"
He answered, "Yes," but looked a bit troubled. "Why? Did you see
someone else with me? That can't be good."
I quickly assured him that I didn't think we saw anything bad.
"Whoever it was was dressed in white." I responded.
"White is good. My auntie said dark is bad," was his thoughtful
reply. "Maybe I really do have a guardian angel."
Bold Michelle took that opportunity to ask the man if we could pray a
blessing over him, and then she led us in that blessing. The man was
overcome and clearly moved by the experience. He repeatedly stated
his hope that we would meet again. Now that I think about it, we
could have invited him to church. The thought did not occur to me
then. I was too busy trying to come to terms with the fact that we
had all just seen an angel. Not in shadow, now on a camera, not in a
vision, but in a very concrete, compassionate form. Wow.
Prayer "Retreat" Starts Fire
Subheadings could be . . .
Quiet University Counselor becomes Dragon Slayer
The Unsuspecting Begin to Dance
Self Proclaimed Non-Prophet Accurately Prophesies Over Many
Keiger asked me to write a bit about the prayer retreat we had this weekend. It was quite an amazing time. Friday night involved a lot of head knowledge. I am not sure how much anyone else took from the Intercession teaching, but God has been bringing thoughts of choosing joy in trials and searching for ways to bear each others burdens to my mind since then. Today, I certainly had the opportunity to choose joy in the midst of unexpected frustration. I must say, it was good. It redirected my focus from the problem to how I could bless those around me at the time. This is new for me. . . .
Saturday prayer walks reminded me of the amazing mission field we encounter as soon as we step outside our front door. I plan to be with the group that walks and prays over Kapiolani Hospital. I confess, I am a little nervous. Am I really planning to walk into a hospital and expect things to change for the people there? Uhh. Yeah. I am . :-)
Saturday night we had an impromptu prayer session. There were only 5 of us, but it confirmed to me that "where 2 or 3 are gathered . . . " God showed up in a mighty way. I would encourage you to get together and pray over one another. God seems very anxious to douse His people. And invite me! :-) I love to watch what God is doing.
Sunday was just an amazing time of worship and encountering God. I don't know how else to explain it. I look back on it and think, "Now, this is what the body of Christ is supposed to look like!"
And the stories continue . . .
Quiet University Counselor becomes Dragon Slayer
The Unsuspecting Begin to Dance
Self Proclaimed Non-Prophet Accurately Prophesies Over Many
Keiger asked me to write a bit about the prayer retreat we had this weekend. It was quite an amazing time. Friday night involved a lot of head knowledge. I am not sure how much anyone else took from the Intercession teaching, but God has been bringing thoughts of choosing joy in trials and searching for ways to bear each others burdens to my mind since then. Today, I certainly had the opportunity to choose joy in the midst of unexpected frustration. I must say, it was good. It redirected my focus from the problem to how I could bless those around me at the time. This is new for me. . . .
Saturday prayer walks reminded me of the amazing mission field we encounter as soon as we step outside our front door. I plan to be with the group that walks and prays over Kapiolani Hospital. I confess, I am a little nervous. Am I really planning to walk into a hospital and expect things to change for the people there? Uhh. Yeah. I am . :-)
Saturday night we had an impromptu prayer session. There were only 5 of us, but it confirmed to me that "where 2 or 3 are gathered . . . " God showed up in a mighty way. I would encourage you to get together and pray over one another. God seems very anxious to douse His people. And invite me! :-) I love to watch what God is doing.
Sunday was just an amazing time of worship and encountering God. I don't know how else to explain it. I look back on it and think, "Now, this is what the body of Christ is supposed to look like!"
And the stories continue . . .
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