Holy Spirit – Sewskimo Gertz

Prayer week Alaska

Have you ever been driving down the street and stop to let an ambulance pass? First thought? I lift up the people being tended to in prayer, I pray for the EMTs going to the crisis. Do not for one second, doubt the power of prayer. Each and every single prayer makes a difference in this chaos we call life. Where two are more are in agreement, He is there! Do you ever meet a stranger through a simple hello? Not knowing a single detail about their life, do you lift up their life in prayer? Always ending in “Your will be done?” A few months ago I saw something beautiful, not in person, but online. It was a picture of one million children in India praying for world peace. It touched my heart, what would your reaction be? I joined them in prayer. The children took the initiative to pray for sometime that this world desperately needs. This is prayer week for Alaska and He will hear our prayers. A chain link of seven for each day of the week. We lift each other up in prayer and believe it makes a difference because it truly does. Amen!

Axel Constantine Johnson

My brother was a poet. He was more than just that, he was saved through Jesus Christ. There was an understanding between my brother and I, we shared the same goofy humor, we both understood love. That understanding is easy to comprehend. It is that Jesus, above all, is love. It is understanding grace and mercy, gifts from Jesus Christ Himself. It is repenting, changing your mindset when your mind is set on its own ways. Discernment, choosing right over wrong. When flesh is at play the evil one tries to make you succumb to the desires of this world, when we let go of the desires of the world then you are truly set free. These are only two poems of my deceased brother, he took his own life while under the influence of alcohol, he has many other writings my father has yet to share with us, but it will happen. Only God Himself will judge him. As He will judge every single soul. Fear not.

Diary of an Eskimo

God has written His very own love letter to each and every single person, it’s called the Bible. Every question that has an answer is found in this letter. Nothing is to be added or taken away. Read this love letter in its entirety. Every word is a blessing to us, if you feel you are not being blessed, read your Bible and be blessed. I’m sharing my love letters to God to honor Him and Him alone. We are all works in progress, but that progress does not start until you accept Jesus into your heart.

Revolution of Love.

Realize, there are no powers that be, only the power that is, His name is Jesus. What you call big brother, is not big, only made to believe that through an image that is now shattered. People, every day common people, who lift each other up in prayer, wherein lies the power. People, created in God’s image, creeds and nations come together to form one image, His image. It does not matter the color of the skin, when a skin is slashed, regardless of it’s color, cells come together to heal.

Last year I was asked by someone who claimed to have royal blood, if I had to choose to be a peasant or a queen which would I choose. The answer, for me was simple, a peasant. Anyone who thinks they can rule over man, is a simple mind indeed. Anyone who claims they rule over man, is insane. When you break free of the chains of your past, that is liberty. We pray for liberation, redirection and redemption.

When a soul is at stake.

I once had a dream in High School. Jesus was in the form of a cloud sweeping over the earth. Picking up the select for the rapture. I raised my hand and was being raised, then when my relief was gone I could not continue, I was let gently back down. In my heart I was willing to give up my spot for someone so wicked on this earth that they did not want Jesus. My spot was willingly given to someone who refused to be saved and I did not understand. If all that were chosen were willing to stay to help the lost, that is what I felt was my calling. A feeble mind will pray for the rapture to come sooner than later for they do not understand the souls at stake and lack compassion. The passion of the Christ is the willing select ready to give up what is promised to them for the evil of the evils of this earth and in doing so rid the earth of the most wicked so that others may have a chance at receiving grace and love that is Jesus. When a soul is lost all of the heavens weep, when a soul is found, all of the heavens rejoice. So let us rejoice and be glad in Him. Hope will never be lost.

Healing

A call to healing

Our Savior is Jesus Christ

He will restore our brokenness

We are the broken-hearted

when our hearts heal

our future children will no longer suffer

We knew our Creator before He was given a name.

Accepting Jesus is accepting our new destiny

to protect the earth from the ills of mankind

a sober Native is a loving native

sober up

stand up

we are love united

A look can change an outlook.

Recently my aunt Jean prayed for the spirit of poverty and the spirit of authority to leave me. I love to pray with my aunt. She is a warrior. She had made tacos and it was the first time Duke and I were around people besides on Thanksgiving for three long months. I got the cabin fever really bad. She asked me to pray and I stood up straight and I was going to pray really good in my mind so I took a deep breath in and exhaled and started “Dear heavenly Fadder” the words slipped up at father and we both started laughing and giggling I had only been around my two year old and was fumbling my words for a serious prayer and of course my Aunt finished the prayer and we ate the most delicious tacos. Her daughter was one of the classmates our class lost and I know she is in a far better place. Her very own daughter led her to Jesus and my Aunt was my first youth pastor who’s ministry led me to fully accept Jesus. Jesus is awesome!

I had to beg my mom not to sue the Covenant Church. The summer of my junior year I met the woodcutters son while at Vision Camp. This was when I was a babysitter and I was smitten. His dad took his son to keep him out of trouble but trouble will follow the troubled. He said it wouldn’t count and I told him I was saving my virginity for marriage. He said I could still save it and that he wouldn’t go in. I believed him. That happened twice at Bible Camp and I knew I failed in my vows so it happened a third time at the old house I grew up in and we used a condom. I gave him my virginity and I became pregnant.

This woodcutters son had already knocked up a girl in Minnesota where he was from and she had an abortion. He asked me to do the same. That is against what I believe in so I would never be able to do that. I fell in love with my son a couple years back up at our cabin when I picked out his name with my brothers and sisters. I started praying for my future children and future husband in the ninth grade.

After I found out I was pregnant I left the village to go babysit for my cousin who was going to nursing school. I didn’t want to be the topic of gossip in the town. I went to a retreat that fall in Talkeetna and my old basketball coach and his wife took me for a walk. They wanted to know if it was true, did I get knocked up at Bible camp? Yes, and without hearing anything other than that my youth pastor and teacher gave me a look of disgust that shattered my spirit. I felt that I was no longer good enough to serve my God. He walked away in anger and his wife followed him. This same pastor told me this past November that I cannot rely on faith alone. I replied that it is only by faith that has got me this far in life. Because although I wasn’t good enough for man in man’s eyes, I’ve been serving the Lord my whole life, through every day acts of kindness and love. I’ve been a Children’s Minister my whole life and I didn’t know it, by spreading hope to those who felt hopeless and showing love where no one was shown love. I may have led a sinful life because I was following my way but I was making differences in the lives of the people I partied with and got to know. The lows of the lows who in my eyes have the heart and have the faith. Maybe they were just made to beleive that in the eyes of man they were not good enough. We are all good enough and the devil will use to weak to destroy the spirit of a child. Jesus is the one who heals and forgives. He laid out my life before the time of creation, He chose me to be His child of God and no man will ever tell me otherwise, for by faith and faith alone I have been carried by Jesus through my struggles and hardships and to cast judgment on others is a sin. But how dare anyone make me doubt my faith because my faith is what keeps me alive and it’s what keeps me breathing. Without Jesus in my life I would drop dead and cease to exist. Jesus doesn’t need me I need Jesus and it has always been that way. But there is so much darkness in the world that He is calling his warriors to stand up and rise and to spread hope and love. Consuming light. Be a candle, then be a lamppost, then be a lighthouse and soon darkness will cease to exist. Walk in faith and remain steadfast. Love and be Love. only look to Jesus for the way of man is weakness and when your weakness isn’t given to God or you do not use Jesus for strength than that is not Jesus for Mans way is not Jesus way. The rules to be followed in life are the rules of Jesus and He wants us to Love Him and God above all. Do that and all else will follow. Amen.