Saturday, July 26, 2014

Blog Leads To A Miracle

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. Psalm 139:13-16


I just received a call that our dear friend, Karen, went home to be with her Lord in December. (That explains why she did not return my call nor answer me emails.) Karen lived in Wells, ME. She and I first connected via email because of a blog I had written for the Pottstown Mercury, titled 'Cranky Old Man'. Our love for Jesus quickly drew our hearts together. However, I never told her anything personal about my family. We talked about MIRACLES and how God was able to do anything, because nothing is impossible for Him. Karen had struggled with cancer and was declared cancer free. She knew about miracles. We talked about intercessory prayer and how God would find the oddest times to call upon us to pray.

Intercessory prayer is a prayer prayed by someone who has a heavy burden on their heart for another person or situation. They may or may not know whom they are praying for, which was the case in my story.

Karen knew nothing about the upcoming birth of our grandson. However, the night of his birth (6 weeks before his due date). God spoke to Karen and told her to pray for an unborn grandson. She asked God, "Is it my grandson?" Her daughter-in-law was expecting a son and was having the same difficulties my daughter-in-law was having. God said, "No, but it is someone's grandson. Get up and pray." Arguing with God, Karen insisted that she didn't know anyone who was having a baby boy, except her daughter-in-law.
Karen told it this way, God said, "I SAID, 'GET UP AND PRAY NOW!'"

At 11:30pm, in Wells, Maine, Karen got out of bed and began to pray for an unborn grandson, some where out there. She prayed: 


"Father, God, please take care of your little one somewhere and help him during his difficulty and help him to be a wonder for your service, whether he be a preacher or a teacher and let him always know that YOU took care of him during his time of need."

What Karen didn't know was that, in PA, my unborn grandson's heart rate dropped to 40 and his mother was rushed into the operating room for emergency C-Section. The time...11:30pm.
At 12:50 my grandson came into the world.  

When the doctor opened the mother she was shocked at what she found. The cord was wrapped around his neck three times and the cord was not attached completely to the placenta. The cord had grown tiny blood vessels, at the end, and attached itself to the outer wall of the placenta. The placenta was completely dead and black. 

Our grandson was quickly taken to the NICU where he spent the first 24 hours of his life. To everyone surprise he was perfectly healthy!

After finishing the surgery, the doctor left the operating room and placed a phone call to a research firm, who requested that the placenta be sent to them.

Upon returning to the operating room the doctor declared that our grandson was totally100% a miracle baby. She proceeded to tell the parents, "Only one percent of all pregnancies are like this and every baby that has gone full term is stillborn."

Words can't express the love I have for my heavenly Father for watching out for my precious grandson and for bringing Karen into my life...through a blog of all things.

Today, Karen is enjoying the splendor of heaven and my grandson is doing wonderful. 

426 Laurelwood Road ~ Pottstown, PA 19465


Check out some of my other blogs:
Cranky Old Man http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2012/12/cranky-old-man.html





Friday, July 11, 2014

Monkey Golf

When the British colonizers first came to Calcutta, India, they wanted to keep planing the game they loved, golf. So, they decided to build a course. What they didn't count on was the monkeys coming out of the trees and having a good time picking up the golf balls during their game. 

The players might tee off with a nice drive down the middle of the fairway, but before he could reach the ball, a monkey would scoop up the ball and drop it into a sand trap or behind a tree.

The golfers tried trapping the monkeys, but to no avail -- others quickly arrived to take their place. They even went to the expense of erecting a fence around the course, which only entertained the monkeys all the more; they loved jumping over it. 

Finally, there was no other choice but to make a new rule for this particular golf course: The new rule...Play the ball where the monkey drops it.

That's how it can be in life. We can work so hard at trying to make the perfect shot in this thing called life. We set the goal. We shoot for the goal. And just when we feel we have the make the perfect shot, some monkey is bound to come along and move the ball. 

Things may not always go the way we wish. We may not always have everything we need. However, like the golfers, we can't give up. We must forge ahead regardless of how many times the ball is moved. 

426 Laurelwood Road ~ Pottstown, PA 19465


Check out some of my other blogs:
A Living Miracle http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2014/05/a-living-miracle.html
Cranky Old Man http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2012/12/cranky-old-man.html










Sunday, July 6, 2014

Plans For Prosperity

Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

We can ALWAYS trust that God knows what He's doing.

He ALWAYS has a plan;
He ALWAYS cares
He ALWAYS sees, and
He ALWAYS understands.

Are you trusting Him to work out His perfect plan for your life, or are you trying to do that yourself? Godly wisdom would tell us that we cannot "go it alone" here on this earth. We need a Savior. I'm thankful Jesus is mine!

By the way, each Sunday, I hope it is your "plan" to get up and go to a Bible Believing, Bible Teaching church. That WOULD BE His plan for you.



Feel free to e-mail me if you would like special prayer.

Cindy Mckinley at:

426 Laurelwood Road ~ Pottstown, PA 19465


Check out some of my other blogs:
100% A Miracle http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2014/06/miracle-of-life.html
Where the Monkey Drops It http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2014/06/where-monkey-drops-it.html

*Scripture was taken from the NIV Translation






Thursday, June 26, 2014

Where The Monkey Drops It

When the British colonizers first came to Calcutta, India, they wanted to keep planing the game they loved, golf. So, they decided to build a course. What they didn't count on was the monkeys coming out of the trees and having a good time picking up the golf balls during their game. 

The players might tee off with a nice drive down the middle of the fairway, but before he could reach the ball, a monkey would scoop up the ball and drop it into a sand trap or behind a tree.

The golfers tried trapping the monkeys, but to no avail -- others quickly arrived to take their place. They even went to the expense of erecting a fence around the course, which only entertained the monkeys all the more; they loved jumping over it. 

Finally, there was no other choice but to make a new rule for this particular golf course: The new rule...Play the ball where the monkey drops it.

That's how it can be in life. We can work so hard at trying to make the perfect shot in this thing called life. We set the goal. We shoot for the goal. And just when we feel we have the make the perfect shot, some monkey is bound to come along and move the ball. 

Things may not always go the way we wish. We may not always have everything we need. However, like the golfers, we can't give up. We must forge ahead regardless of how many times the ball is moved. 

426 Laurelwood Road ~ Pottstown, PA 19465


Check out some of my other blogs:
A Living Miracle http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2014/05/a-living-miracle.html
Cranky Old Man http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2012/12/cranky-old-man.html










Saturday, June 21, 2014

Renewing the Mind

"Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is – His good, pleasing and perfect will."
Romans 12:2

Renewing our minds does not come naturally, there is no automatic "delete button" that erases past programming. We have to consciously know the Word of God (The Holy Bible) so that we can understand who we are from God's perspective. And who are we?

If, we have repented of our sins, by asking God to forgive us for the things we have done that goes against His Word and accepted what His Son, Jesus Christ, has done for us by dying on the cross, they we are a child of the Living God!

1 John 1:1-3 says, "How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the World does not know us is that it did not know Him. Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when He appears, we will be like Him, for we will see Him as He is. Everyone who has this hope in Him purifies himself, just as He is pure."

Once we accept all Jesus has done for us and invited Him to lead our lives we are no longer a product of our past. we are primarily products of Christ's work on the cross.

Before we came to Jesus we were spiritually dead in our trespasses and sins, and we learned to live our life independent of God. Our identity and perception of ourselves were formed and programmed into our minds through what others said about us and did to us. That's why Paul, the writer of Romans, says we need to renew our mind.

I pray for you today, that you will come to know who you truly are in God and that you will learn a new pattern of living.

You are dearly loved by your creator!



Feel free to e-mail me if you would like special prayer.

Cindy Mckinley at:

426 Laurelwood Road ~ Pottstown, PA 19465


Check out some of my other blogs:

*Scripture was taken from the NIV Translation





Saturday, June 7, 2014

100% A Miracle

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. Psalm 139:13-16


I just received a call that our dear friend, Karen, went home to be with her Lord in December. (That explains why she did not return my call nor answer me emails.) Karen lived in Wells, ME. She and I first connected via email because of a blog I had written, titled 'Cranky Old Man'. Our love for Jesus quickly drew our hearts together. However, I never told her anything personal about my family. We talked about MIRACLES and how God was able to do anything, because nothing is impossible for Him. Karen had struggled with cancer and was declared cancer free. She knew about miracles. We talked about intercessory prayer and how God would find the oddest times to call upon us to pray.
 

Karen knew nothing about the upcoming birth of our grandson. However, the night of his birth (6 weeks before his due date). God spoke to Karen and told her to pray for an unborn grandson. She asked God, "Is it my grandson?" Her daughter-in-law was expecting a son and was having the same difficulties my daughter-in-law was having. God said, "No, but it is someone's grandson. Get up and pray." Arguing with God, Karen insisted that she didn't know anyone who was having a baby boy, except her daughter-in-law.
Karen told it this way, God said, "I SAID, 'GET UP AND PRAY NOW!'"

At 11:30pm, in Wells, Maine, Karen got out of bed and began to pray for an unborn grandson, some where out there. She prayed: 


"Father, God, please take care of your little one somewhere and help him during his difficulty and help him to be a wonder for your service, whether he be a preacher or a teacher and let him always know that YOU took care of him during his time of need."

What Karen didn't know was that, in PA, my unborn grandson's heart rate dropped to 40 and his mother was rushed into the operating room for emergency C-Section. The time...11:30pm.
At 12:50 my grandson came into the world.  

When the doctor opened the mother she was shocked at what she found. The cord was wrapped around his neck three times and the cord was not attached completely to the placenta. The cord had grown tiny blood vessels, at the end, and attached itself to the outer wall of the placenta. The placenta was completely dead and black. 

Our grandson was quickly taken to the NICU where he spent the first 24 hours of his life. To everyone surprise he was perfectly healthy!

After finishing the surgery, the doctor left the operating room and placed a phone call to a research firm, who requested that the placenta be sent to them.

Upon returning to the operating room the doctor declared that our grandson was totally100% a miracle baby. She proceeded to tell the parents, "Only one percent of a pregnancies are like this and every baby that has gone full term is stillborn."

Words can't express the love I have for my heavenly Father for watching out for my precious grandson and for bringing Karen into my life...through a blog of all things.

Today, Karen is enjoying the splendor of heaven and my grandson is doing wonderful. 

426 Laurelwood Road ~ Pottstown, PA 19465


Check out some of my other blogs:
Cranky Old Man http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2012/12/cranky-old-man.html





Friday, May 16, 2014

Baby Miracel

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. Psalm 139:13-16


I just received a call that our dear friend, Karen, went home to be with her Lord in December. (That explains why she did not return my call nor answer me emails.) Karen lived in Wells, ME. She and I first connected via email because of a blog I had written, titled 'Cranky Old Man'. Our love for Jesus quickly drew our hearts together. However, I never told her anything personal about my family. We talked about MIRACLES and how God was able to do anything, because nothing is impossible for Him. Karen had struggled with cancer and was declared cancer free. She knew about miracles. We talked about intercessory prayer and how God would find the oddest times to call upon us to pray.
 

Karen knew nothing about the upcoming birth of our grandson. However, the night of his birth (6 weeks before his due date). God spoke to Karen and told her to pray for an unborn grandson. She asked God, "Is it my grandson?" Her daughter-in-law was expecting a son and was having the same difficulties my daughter-in-law was having. God said, "No, but it is someone's grandson. Get up and pray." Arguing with God, Karen insisted that she didn't know anyone who was having a baby boy, except her daughter-in-law.
Karen told it this way, God said, "I SAID, 'GET UP AND PRAY NOW!'"

At 11:30pm, in Wells, Maine, Karen got out of bed and began to pray for an unborn grandson, some where out there. She prayed: 


"Father, God, please take care of your little one somewhere and help him during his difficulty and help him to be a wonder for your service, whether he be a preacher or a teacher and let him always know that YOU took care of him during his time of need."

What Karen didn't know was that, in PA, my unborn grandson's heart rate dropped to 40 and his mother was rushed into the operating room for emergency C-Section. The time...11:30pm.
At 12:50 my grandson came into the world.  

When the doctor opened the mother she was shocked at what she found. The cord was wrapped around his neck three times and the cord was not attached completely to the placenta. The cord had grown tiny blood vessels, at the end, and attached itself to the outer wall of the placenta. The placenta was completely dead and black. 

Our grandson was quickly taken to the NICU where he spent the first 24 hours of his life. To everyone surprise he was perfectly healthy!

After finishing the surgery, the doctor left the operating room and placed a phone call to a research firm, who requested that the placenta be sent to them.

Upon returning to the operating room the doctor declared that our grandson was totally100% a miracle baby. She proceeded to tell the parents, "Only one percent of a pregnancies are like this and every baby that has gone full term is stillborn."

Words can't express the love I have for my heavenly Father for watching out for my precious grandson and for bringing Karen into my life...through a blog of all things.

Today, Karen is enjoying the splendor of heaven and my grandson is doing wonderful. 

426 Laurelwood Road ~ Pottstown, PA 19465


Check out some of my other blogs:
Cranky Old Man http://cccenterhope.blogspot.com/2012/12/cranky-old-man.html