The Flesh


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Dear Family of our Lord Jesus Christ,

This morning the Lord has shown once again how blessed I am, I am a very blessed man who God pulled out of a full-time job into full-time ministry and then God surrounded me with many people to move FGGAM forward For His Glory Alone! It is so awesome! I continue to be in AWE of God! With posts like this that make you weep and help others…….and show the world the light of our Lord Jesus Christ we are so blessed! Let us continue to be salt and light to your world Lord! AMEN!

I am so fired up in our LORD I my EXPLODE!!! My testimony to you continues to be that FGGAM is a miracle of God!!!! God formed this ministry to reach people, now a half million a month, that does not include our radio, preaching, counseling, youtube, etc I am telling you this so you can see what God can do from scratch….in secular terms we started with nothing, but in Godly terms we started with the one who counts GOD! AMEN!

We can be so full of knowledge of the Word of God and our hearts still not be right. Knowledge puffs up, while humility is the key that opens up the door for God to get closer to you. Knowledge without understanding is unfruitful. It all starts with the heart and a motive. Mona Michelle

Today’s Jesus Calling devotion spoke to me and I would like to share it with you.

“You have been on a long, uphill journey, and your energy is almost spent. Though you have faltered at times, you have not let go of My hand. I am pleased with your desire to stay close to Me. There is one thing, however, that displeases Me: your tendency to complain. You may talk to Me as much as you like about the difficulty of the path we are following. I understand better than anyone else the stresses and strains that have afflicted you. You can ventilate safely to Me because talking with Me tempers your thoughts and helps you see things from My perspective.

Complaining to others is another matter altogether. It opens the door to deadly sins such as self-pity and rage. Whenever you are tempted to grumble, come to Me and talk it out. As you open up to Me, I will put My thoughts in your mind and My song in your heart.”

Jeremiah 31:25; Philippians 2:14-15

God bless you friend!

In Jesus abundant love,
Sonja in Surprise, Arizona

Yes, we have posted this before, but God said AGAIN

Tomorrow I may be late getting the CUP out, or there may not be one at all, I am co-hosting the morning show on KDAZ AM730 in the morning, what a blessing to be with my dear friend Birga Alden! Next Tuesday I also will be blessed to be on KCHF TV 11 as a guest on God Answers Prayer! We are so blessed by our relationship with KDAZ and KCHF!

This morning we pray for Rick Stambaugh for healing, Thomas for healing and for him to be set free! We pray for Daryl to be set free! We pray for Carmen for healing and to be set free! In Jesus name we pray, Amen and Amen!  PEOPLE NEED TO BE SET FREE FROM THE DARKNESS! AMEN!

Let us pray further,

Lord, with the eyes of faith, may we see you walking beside us and guiding us through the fiery ordeals and everyday difficulties life brings our way, in Jesus name we pray, Amen!

I want to share with you the darkness in our society and then we will, share on the Flesh…the darkness………..BUT THE LIGHT OF JESUS!

I am very sick and tired of this behavior in New Mexico! In New Mexico you are at a great risk of being killed by a drunk driver. So many innocent lives have been taken because of drunk drivers. You and me could be next. When will the slaughter end? When will the courts get tough? Driving is a privilege, not a right. What is it with this states love for alcohol?  New Mexico leads the nation in alcohol related deaths.  Here is the latest from the Albuquerque Police Facebook page:
Just before 3:00 a.m. on Saturday, a 54-year-old man on his motorcycle was headed east on Montgomery Blvd. While stopped at the red light at Eubank Blvd the man’s motorcycle was rear-ended by a vehicle driven by 20-year-old Gabrielle Moya who had also been headed East on Montgomery Blvd. at a high rate of speed. The man died on scene as a result of the crash. Moya showed signs of impairment and was arrested. Moya was booked into MDC, where she is facing charges including homicide by vehicle, aggravated DWI, and violation of conditions of release from jail. Moya was recently arrested by APD on September 20, 2014 (less than a month ago) for aggravated DWI. In that incident, she was released from jail on the same day of her arrest.
 As I have stated until I am blue in the face, Daddy used to say that to us kids, nothing good happens after 10pm……if I had any say there would be at least a midnight curfew in this state. Also nothing good happens with alcohol. This past Friday at 3am a 23 year old man was shot dead in Downtown Albuquerque, a violent city. The shooter is still on the loose. The young man killed was Kyle Ntiforo. Let us pray for the family and the family of the motorcyclist who was killed. We also pray for healing of the drunk driver, that Gabrielle will be delivered from the use of alcohol and will see the light of Jesus Christ., in Jesus name we ask, Amen!
These types of crimes are happening all over the United States as our society is ripped apart by Satan.

Read more here:

Another Drunk Kills in New Mexico

Now let me share with you on the battle of the flesh………………

I get a great devotional booklet called “Men of Integrity” I just love it, it has helped me in my daily walk with Jesus Christ! I would encourage you to get it……….Call 1-800-806-7796 to order “Men of Integrity” Mailing address is PO BOX 37537, Boone, Iowa 50037-0537.

Here is  what I want to share with you……..on the flesh……….the politicians in this country think everything can be governed….a new law needs to be passed……….nope it’s all about God and His Word! Amen! biblechains

Kevin Malarkey in “A Beautiful Defeat” writes in this months “Men of Integrity”…….

Our flesh is so powerful.

As fiercely as the spiritual war rages all around me, the battle is every bit as fierce within me, and the outcome as consequential. My flesh has no interest in giving up. How about yours?

We don’t get to be couch-potato Christians—-merely saying what we believe and then letting Jesus do the rest as we go back to the Internet. Our flesh, our inclinations and physical body , is playing for the other team, for the dark side.

And Scripture warns us to be vigilant against the desires of the flesh (Gal. 5:16-17), to flee from youthful lusts (2 Tim. 2:22), and give no opportunity to the flesh (Gal. 5:13) , which implies something particular about me and what I need to do in the face of these enemies.

If I’m fleeing and giving no opportunity to my flesh, I’m doing something and going some where. The fact is that we must defeat the inclinations of our flesh. That which is defeating us must itself be defeated by choosing to ignore these unhealthy inclinations, choosing instead to do what the Bible tells us is right.

POWERFUL write up on the FLESH by Kevin Malarkey  in the Nov./Dec. issue of “Men of Integrity”

The problems we are having in this world cannot be solved by politicians, neither Democrats, Republicans nor Independents can solve the problems you and I face, it’s all about following God and His Word! Amen!

Don’t bite on the hook of Satan.

For we know that the law is spiritual, but I am of flesh, sold into bondage to sin. Romans 7:14

Read more in Romans 7: 7-25

“Grace does not give us permission to live in the flesh; it supplies power to live in the Spirit” Words of John MacArthur

Now as we close, this morning Robin Prater of Missouri posted this: it is a story of the flesh, a drunk driver killing an innocent boy who was waiting for the bus to go to school, we shared this with you when it took place, it is a story of deep love, of Robin asking for healing for her friend the Mother of the boy that was killed…….Robin being the light of Jesus Christ………

Bobbie and DonnieWhat do you say to your friend who was forced to say goodbye to her son much too soon? She didn’t know that the morning of September 12, would be the last time he would ready for school. This is forever a morning she replays in her mind every day. This horror caused by five reckless and irrational people, who chose to act selfishly, changed the life of this mother forever.

As many of you know, my friend, Bobbie, lost her son, Donnie, to the actions of a drunk driver and his four friends, who were racing after getting off of work.(You can read, My Letter To My Friend, Bobbie.)

Nothing is the same. Life has changed forever. My friend is broken. Her heart has been ripped from her chest. She feels an emptiness she never knew could exist. She now needs God as never before. But how does she even begin? She wants to move forward, but her heart doesn’t want to leave behind yesterday. A mixture of emotions that doesn’t add up. This kind of pain cannot be measured. There is no scale of 1-10. This is something off the charts. An injustice that no mother should have to face. She is overtaken by an immensity of affliction.

She can’t breathe. Her mornings have changed. It’s as though 7:00am no longer chimes a sweet melody but now a turbulent siren blasts and her heart skips a beat. Everything slows down. Time isn’t passing, but standing still. She is motionless. She wants to go back to the normal. She wants to kiss her son again. She wants to hear his laugh. Touch his face. Just one more day. One more moment. But would that be enough?

Nights are no longer calm, but are now overtaken as nightmares quicken the beat of her heart. She rises as screams can be heard. They aren’t coming from someone else. These screams now belong to her. She doesn’t want to claim them. She wants them gone and wants her son back.

These are her shared words today:
“My heart is crushed…I cant have my baby back…everything hurts…looking at his beautiful face hurts…then I feel I have betrayed him. Hes touched everything in this house, but I cant hold him…I cant see him…why cant heaven be enough…why….I know my baby boy is in the presents of the King of kings….and if I can only keep my mind on heaven for those brief moments….grasping tight before they fade ..then they are replaced with…..’he was such a wonderful young man….he was going to be an excellent dad…his witty humor…his hugs. ..Our long talks…star gazing….its gone….why cant I just let heaven be enough.”

My heart aches for my friend. As a mother I can only imagine the burning fire in her chest. How do I bring comfort? Is there anything at all I can do? I find myself praying throughout the day and waking at night to pray. I pray for God to give her strength. To wash her in His sweet comfort. May He just surround her with His presence. Lord, give her breath.

I know the pain of losing a parent. A childhood friend. But this is something much different. I remember all the well intended words spoken after the death of my dad. Those words seemed to only aggravate me. I wanted to scream at those who said that time healed all wounds, “Are you kidding me? Time? I didn’t have enough time. Screw time!”

I was angry at a God I had yet to know. I didn’t want anything to do with God. Bobbie loves the Lord. She is a woman of strong faith, but with this? With losing her son? Can God understand her anger? I think He can. He knows her heart and the wrenching anguish she breathes. This is that shaky ground that our faith becomes our everything. This is the time she needs God more than ever. In a way she never expected. Lost and lonely, grieving and raw, she tries to live. She wishes for the days of normal again. Not this madness that is life for her now.

What can I say? What can I do? I can love her. I can be there. Most of all I can pray. God knows the deepest parts of her heart. He knows her every need. The Spirit intercedes and calls me to prayer. I can wrap my arms around her by covering her in prayer.

This is my friend who was so full of life and laughter. An infectious laughter! My pink and purple colored hair girlfriend who could make me laugh until I cried. My friend who would sent me goofy texts that made my day. My friend who would dream with me. Help conjure up plot lines for stories that we could write together that would for sure be number one on the best-selling list. Movies and shopping. Perfume hunting and gathering samples and more samples. We could talk about Jesus for hours. It seems every conversation we had would always lead to our Jesus and our love for Him.

There have been times in my life where she stood right by my side. Times when I needed a friend the most. She helped me through some tough times. Times that I never thought I would make it through. And look, here I am. I made it through. There have been many times we have prayed together. She was there to encourage me and pray me through. But now it’s my turn, God, and I don’t know how to help. I’m lost at what I should do. This is something that I myself cannot make right. This is a healing that only You can do. I know You have perfect timing and a purpose and plan for everything. I know we are Your vessels and You can use us in mighty ways to do Your will. Lord, please share with me what I am to do. My heart breaks that I cannot reach her and bring comfort.

She has inspired me to write and share the gifts that God has given me. She inspires me to simply be me. The me God has created me to be. She inspires me through her life and actions. This is what friends do. They are there for each other. I try with all my might to gently guide her to Your promises. May the Psalms be soothing ointment to her broken soul. Lord, You are enough. Reach her. Touch her. Bless her. Please keep the darkness from reaching her. Protect her as only You can. Fill her with Your everything so that one day she can smile again. That hope is not lost by this great despair that has robbed her of her son.

Our community has come together with benefits to bless this family. With all of this Bobbie is so grateful. Most of all she is proud of the impact her baby boy has made on the community. She has been touched mightily by his school friends. This is a mother’s hope. That her son will forever be remembered.

I text her every morning and every evening. Many times throughout the day. I send words of hope and encouragement. Scripture that reminds her where her strength comes from and who is holding her tight. But is this enough? Even as I type these words tears fall. If only God could catch every tear and turn them all into blessings that unfold before her eyes today and for all the days to come that she must live without her son.

Lord, I want her to enjoy her favorite rainy days once again. I want her to look up in the heavens of night and be in awe of Your glory. I want her to be able to pick up a book and get lost in it again. I just want her to feel again. Feel something besides this anguish that isn’t fair. I just want her to breathe You in and be able to breathe out Your peace and bask in Your comforting salve of Your Word. I want her to be whole.

What is it that I can do, Lord? Please show me how I can reach out. I want to protect her. To cover her in every way. I want to stand with her. Lord, I’ll carry her. I’ll do whatever You ask of me. I want my friend back. I want my friend whole again. But even as I pen these words I know that isn’t happening any time soon.

I think of something funny and I want to shoot a text her way. But then I remember I can’t. Not today. I want to call her and make plans for something fun only for us to cancel at the last minute and then laugh because we never quite it make it out the door and in the same the car. But now life is different. My friend is so broken. All I want to do is help her heal. Lord, I lift her up to You!

Lord, how can you know a friend so well and not know how to help them? I want to place all five of these senseless people in a room and scream at the top of lungs. I want them to know what their thoughtless actions has created. I know, but only by the grace of God there go I. But right now, I feel anger. I see what they have caused. I write letters to the prosecutors and the judges. I pray for justice.

Friends, if you live here in Franklin County, regardless if you knew Donnie, you can write a letter to our County Prosecutor Bob Parks. If you knew Donnie, write and share about him and his life. Help the prosecutor know just who Donnie was on this earth and the impact his life has made. If you have never met Donnie and don’t know the Tipton/Boyer family, you can still make an impact by writing a letter and taking a stand against drunk driving and racing. You may think that your letter isn’t enough, but it is. Your words could change everything. Most of all, it gives this family great hope that no other family would have to face the tragedy they are living with today.

Prosecuting Attorney Robert E. Parks
15 S Church St Room 204
Union, MO 63084.

I know it would be a blessing to Bobbie and her family if you could send a card of encouragement. I ask that you please pray for this family as they find their way through this new life that was forced upon them. In these coming days as trials begin for those charged in the death of Donnie this family is going to need prayer. Please intercede. Pray for peace and for justice.

Bethel Baptist Church
c/o Bobbie and Jeremy Boyer
569 Bethel Church Road
Lonedell, Missouri 63060

Bobbie, my beautiful friend, I love you. I simply love you. This is my prayer for you:

You, Lord, are close to the brokenhearted, and You save those who are crushed in spirit (Ps. 34:18). You are surely so close to me, Lord. Help me to sense Your presence in my life. I need You more than I need the next breath. I am still confident of this: I will see Your goodness, Lord, in the land of the living. I will wait for You, Lord. I will be strong and take heart and wait for You (Ps. 27:13-14).

Picture is of Bobbie and Donnie


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Thanks for stopping by for a CUP!

In the love of our Lord Jesus Christ, Dewey, Sharon, Family and FGGAM Team!

Let us keep praying for each other and our families and neighbors!

And all of God’s people said, AMEN!

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