“Return and tell Hezekiah the leader of My people, ‘Thus says the Lord; the God of David your father; “I have heard your prayers, I have seen your tears; surely I will heal you.  On the third day you shall go up to the house of the LORD.” ‘ ”  2 Kings 20:5

Surely we shall all be healed.

Lord, please encourage all those who pray for healing today, that You see their tears and hear their prayers.  And here is a simple poem . . .

Seen and Heard

Oh loved ones
He knows how hard this is

sees your tears, hears your prayers
for you are surely His

and as eternal beings
this is not all there is

you will be healed and whole
forever and always in Him.


“But when Paul had gathered a bundle of sticks and laid them on the fire, a viper came out because of the heat, and fastened on his hand.” Acts 28:3
“So when the natives saw the creature hanging from his hand, they said to one another, ‘No doubt this man is a murderer, whom, though he has escaped the sea, yet justice does not allow to live’.” Acts 28:4
“But he shook off the creature into the fire and suffered no harm.” Acts 28:5

We all get bitten in life. Others watch to see what will happen next.

No matter how much venom we get struck with, Lord, we desire to shake off anything the enemy tries to hang on us that would harm our relationship with You. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Bind Us

The pain is so intense
beyond what we’ve felt before

we begin to go numb
not able to pray any more

we want to escape this
but just can’t find the door

Oh Jesus, come bind our hearts with Yours
show us how to walk this patch of floor.

A Must

“If we this day are judged for a good deed done to the helpless man, by what means he has been made well,
let it be known to you all, and to all the people of Israel, that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom you crucified, whom God raised from the dead, by Him that man stands here before you whole.
Nor is there salvation in any other, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved.” Acts 4:9-11

There are so many things that we must do each day.

Thank You, Lord, for taking care of a “must do” that we can’t . . .being saved. And here’s a simple poem . . .

By Him

If we be judged
let it be for good
to the glory of
His name.
For our Jesus
is the only One
by which we must
be saved.

Expecting To Receive

“And a certain man lame from his mother’s womb was carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms from those who entered the temple . . .”
Acts 3:2

The lame man sat and asked each day for what he thought he needed.

Thank You Lord, for not giving us everything we ask for, but instead being exactly what we need. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Walking, Leaping and Praising God

I think I must have more money
in order to get through

but You know what I really need
is to dance and walk with You

leaping and rejoicing
praising You throughout the day

no longer laying crippled
under the enemy’s sway.

I was thinking as I wrote this poem, that we could replace “money” with anything that we are looking at for help.

Inside Israel – July 5, 2011 from Jerusalem

“Hi” and welcome to today’s Inside Israel post. J of Jerusalem shares some special insights and prayer requests today. Thank you for being here and praying for her and Israel. You are a blessing. Now, here’s J . . .

I had the unasked for ‘opportunity’ recently to visit someone in the state mental hospital. It was quite a window into a world that I had not entered since I met Him…for that was the pit that He dug me out of these 36 years ago.
With Him we can go through some awful valleys…but He is WITH us and, by His grace, we walk out of them on to higher ground. When we walk away from Him, as this young single sister has done, the lies spoken in darkness don’t resound against the Rock of eternal reality. What a dark pit! So this young woman had made a serious suicide attempt and had been sent from the emergency ward to a lock down ward in the state hospital nearby my home.
My first visit to see her took me through locked and guarded gates into a serene treed and gardened village of old ‘Arab style’ houses…each one apparently a ‘ward’ or a ‘house’ for about 12 patients. Other houses must have been for doctors, activities etc and there were perhaps 30 (? I’m guessing) houses in the walled off village. But the ‘lock-down house’ was NOT a pleasant one! As I approached it I heard screams and crying. The house itself was a low square cement building with layers of reinforced bars and grid screens over the windows. I approached a locked door, but there was no bell. Someone with a key arrived just as I did and thankfully let me in. I entered an oppressive little sitting room rank with cigarette smoke and noticed that all of the barred windows were up high, not at eye level, so that light came in but you couldn’t see outside except for the tops of the trees and the birds. I learned that the reason for that is that the people in that house are so agitated that even the sight of someone unexpected could cause them to loose the tenuous control that they had. A nurse approached and I told him whom I wanted to see and he took out another key and went through another locked door to find her and bring her to me.
As I waited for her I had time to pray and also to reflect. I had been in just such a place, twice in fact… when I was in my 20s in New York. How mighty is God’s deliverance! There IS no pit too deep or too dark for His Light to reveal His Face…because He, Who walked into death itself and triumphed over it is not afraid of the dark pit of the mind in it’s own darkness, or invaded by the filthy enemy…He has conquered that as well and teaches me to ‘cast down imaginations and every high thing that exalts itself above the knowledge of Yeshua h’Meshiach! Psalm 18 says that “He…came down; and thick darkness was under His feet.”! It continues that “He made darkness HIS hiding-place…” Even in the darkness He expresses Himself, indeed, darkness and light are the same to Him! How thankful I am for His deliverance in my life and so many others…and by faith, for this young woman’s as well!
The staff was kinder then the overworked doctors, and they brought her out and she did allow me to pray with her once during my visits. She was only there for three days (please keep her in prayer as she was released while still not wanting to live) but during those three days I saw some amazing things. She was, on the outside, quite sane compared to the other patients in the house. They were very violent, loud out of control and irrational, which added to the agitation of my young friend’s soul. But as I visited with her I watched other friends, family, and fellowship members visiting with ‘their’ patients and saw such a difference between how things are done here and how things were done where I grew up.
In medical hospitals, I have explained, the responsibility of the hospital is ONLY to care for the patient medically. The family or friends are expected to provide in every other way and the PHYSICAL PRESENCE of caring people is a necessity. They provide water, help you to the bathroom, and basically fill ALL of the needs aside from the doctoring itself. I was surprised to see that it was the same at the mental hospital. The most violent of patients had family running in to calm them, rub their backs and feet, kiss them, wash them, all in the ‘visiting room’. On the last day that this young woman was there, I spent a number of hours with her and watched some of the care that was given. A woman was there visiting her sister. She took her into the ‘public’ bathroom and showered her, combing her hair out nicely and dressing her neatly. All of the other patients and visitors expressed joy ‘Shanit! Yafe meod! At col cok Yafa!’ (‘Shanit! How beautiful you look! You are so beautiful!’) She beamed with delight. Another patient began to wail with fear and two of the visitors began singing a child’s song with her and clapping and soon other patients were singing and clapping and laughing. The second visitor was the sister in law of a religious woman. She had brought her a whole dinner and a prayer book. They prayed the appropriate prayers and the patient wept. The sister in law comforted her. In the background singing arose…prayers. There was an ultra religious young man there and he had a constant stream of visitors from his yeshiva (A yeshiva (plural yeshivot) is a Jewish educational institution that focuses on
the study of traditional religious texts, primarily the Talmud and Torah). I was amazed at the sheer amount of visitors that came to him, two by two without let up. He was just never alone! They came with stories, they came singing (generally Psalms), over and over again I saw two other young man, one on each side of him, the three of them with arms around each other, dancing in the way that the religious dance. It was touching. They were there for him as a community. I saw so much deep and real compassion expressed unashamedly there. In Ecclesiastes 7:4 it says “The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, But the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.” Perhaps The Lord is enlarging the place of wisdom in me for I am have been truly describing a ‘house of mourning’ and now I must rush this letter to make a shiva call… to go to the house of physical mourning.
TWO PRAYER REQUESTS: You might recall that among the Jewish traditions, when a person dies they are buried as quickly as possible, preferably within 12 hours. They are buried in a shroud, not in a coffin. Then the family rips their clothing and sits ‘shiva’ for 7 days. For 7 days everyone comes to visit…to comfort them (hopefully not like Job’s comforters!)…they are almost never alone. And so I must go and sit with my friend Liora Deko. I asked for prayer for them a short time ago. Her husband Alan had a bad cancer. He passed away on Friday. So here are two prayer requests to add to my urgent personal ones: this young single woman who needs to come back to The Lord and find her hope and joy again…and Liora Deko… to come to the knowledge of Yeshua!
AND MY THIRD PERSONAL PRAYER REQUEST: This may be the last letter that I get to write until after the 18th when my sister Charlotte leaves. Thank you so much for praying concerning this visit, which is taking place (after 17 years!) on top of an ongoing unspoken crisis. She is set to arrive this Friday, which is also the day for the scheduled ‘fly in demonstrations’ where backers of radical Palestinian groups plan to fly in to the same airport as my sister in a further attempt to initiate the fall of our country. Through my dear friend who is also the ambassador to America, my sister and I received a letter to passport control introducing her requesting her entry to the country without question J. I am asking for prayer that I will be at peace in my heart, not tense during the 10 days that we have together…and that she will see Yeshua and love Him! Also that her heart will be knit to this land which is calling her home to this land. Please pray for peace in our home and…well…you know! ALL of it!
Thank you for your prayers for our nation, and for our family. May His grace and mercy lead us only always to Himself for His glory! Lovingly, your sis

ani b’derek

Sometimes Love Waits

“This sickness is not unto death, but for the Glory of God, that the Son of God may be glorified through it.” John 11:4
“Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus.” John 11:5
“So, when He heard that he was sick, He stayed two more days in the place where He was.” John 11:6

Sometimes love waits.

Thank You, Lord, for teaching me about a love that submits to what is greater than it. And here’s a simple poem . . .

But For The Glory of God

Jesus didn’t run right to them
the moment that they called
but waited knowing God
had a better plan for all
that though they would grieve
and misunderstand
God’s glory would wipe it away
when Lazarus breathed again.

As They Went

“Then as He entered a certain village, there met Him ten men who were lepers, who stood afar off.” Luke 17:12
“And they lifted up their voices and said, ‘Jesus, Master, have mercy on us’.” Luke 17:13
“So when He saw them, He said to them, ‘Go, show yourselves to the priests.’ And so it was that as they went, they were cleansed.” Luke 17:14

The lepers started on their way to the priests before ever seeing the evidence of being healed.

Lord, help me walk forward this day on Your word alone. And here’s a simple poem . . .

On Our Way

You say, “Go”
and I turn
You say, “Show”
and I learn
that as I walk
Your word comes through
and I dance with joy
right back to You.

Jesus Said “No”

“And Jesus answered and said to them, ‘Do you suppose that these Galileans were worse sinners than all other Galileans because they suffered such things?'” Luke 13:2
“I tell you no; but unless you repent you will all likewise perish.” Luke 13:3

I thought I was too messed up, too far gone, too bad. But Jesus said, “No”.

Thank You, Lord, for the hope and joy of salvation and redemption when we turn away from our sins and call on You. And here’s a simple poem . . .

None Worse

Fingers point
surely we’re the worse
our conscience sears
we hurt because we hurt

but Jesus stands ready
to say “No” to all the pain
as soon as we are willing
to believe upon His name.

Inside Israel – Back On Line

Hello and God bless you for joining me today for a look inside Israel. J, a Jewish believer in Jesus, living in Jerusalem, sends us a thankful e-mail and shares about her Yeshua, her life in His care, and her and His nation, Israel. Thank you so much for caring, reading and praying! And now here’s J . . .

I am not sure how to begin this email. It has been so long since I wrote, but daily I have wanted to.
I will begin the best way possible. I greet you, lovingly, in The precious Name of Yeshua h’Meshiach.
May HE be blessed, and may we, as His body, be blessed and encouraged in one another. I have needed
encouragement during this time and HE and His body is where it comes from!

While events in our region, and our own lives, swirl around us at a fierce pace, I have been given so much
opportunity to prove that Yeshua, Jesus, truly IS able to keep our hearts and minds at perfect peace. He is
just so perfectly faithful! That does NOT mean that ‘the path’ has been ‘easy’, nor does it mean that I have
always felt that peace and soundness, because I haven’t, but, I am learning to return to that place of peace more
quickly and more steadily…to forget that which is behind and to press on to HIS calling… (loosely from Phil 3)

Tomorrow will be a month since my husband’s heart attack and we understand more now then we did at the beginning.
It was a serious heart attack and there was a lot of damage done to the heart. We saw his cardiologist for the first time
this past week and he did a second eko cardiogram, which was only slightly improved, however my husband is feeling well
and was able to return to work yesterday, and begin driving today. This is now FOUR months that his shop has been closed
(3 months following the broken hip and now another) and he was really looking forward to returning. He is now going to
heart rehabilitation 4 mornings per week and enjoying it, but who wouldn’t…a state of the art gym with paid for, mostly,
by the health fund; a real blessing! He was encouraged to take some additional therapy that is not covered and it was
explained to us that it is well worth it because of his age (relatively young, nice to hear!), his very good overall
physical condition and the seriousness of the damage, it is worth it to maximize his recovery. He is to take physical
therapy for a year…as well as a PILE of medications.

Thank you all SO much for your prayers!

I have just finished reading the books of Jeremiah and Luke, and am now in Ezekiel and John and I am daily breathless to
see how the scriptures speak to my daily life and the events in our region and the world. My husband and I took our first
drive today into the hills surrounding Jerusalem and sat on a lovely quiet mountain top overlooking the city. When we first
moved here we had often come to this area which are dotted with natural springs that had been enclosed for purposes of
both drinking water and either mikvas (ritual Jewish cleansing sites) or baptismal sites in ancient times. There was a sign
near them reading ‘Danger, deep water, danger of drowning’…however they were all dry as a bone. The continuing drought
here is a major concern following yet another very dry winter…is this the 7th or 8th already? The price of water (we pay for
water to the house) has gone up dramatically, but, we all know, that only affects the poor…to the wealthy it is not a problem.
I listen to the prophets and lift my heart in prayer. ‘Open my ears, Lord.’ That has been a major concern to me through this
time of upheaval here…no…not water…but the opening of my ears. ‘HOW TO PRAY into all of this??’ Oh yes, I pray and I do
get all of the prayer letters that tell us what we should be praying, and how we should be praying, but my spirit does not bare
witness that I have yet found God’s Heart in the matter! So I pray for salvation of those in the midst of rebellions…on both
sides…KNOWING that, of course this is His will, His general will…but…there is a discomfort in my heart that I am still NOT
hearing concern…and I pray for things brought up by my brothers and sisters here and around the world…but…Lord? I have
read letters telling of wonderful miracles in the midst…some I believe and some I feel, sadly, are not truthful. And I speak to
the people around me about the Words of The Lord through the prophets (you know…my bus goes down ‘Prophet’s street’, but
what good is a name if we do not listen?) and some listen and some don’t…

By now I think that many other countries around the world are beginning to understand that the problem is that there just are
no groups prepared to step in and govern, so a vacuum is left when the ruler is overthrown…and into that vacuum your choice
is tribal leaders, intellectuals, Islamics. It is way too big for me, and God knows. We watch as country after country is destabilized
in the name of ‘democracy’…which is an alien idea here…one alien to the cultures that go back to the beginning of time, and one
that may not be able to be learned and applied ‘overnight’. Yes…’change’ has become a sacred word as all that truly IS ‘Sacred’ is
scoffed at. “The Lord is good and a stronghold in the day of trouble…and He knows all those who put their trust in Him.”

It is time for me to get ready to go to our fellowship, so I will close this first email in weeks. Our new Grandson, Asher, is a
blessing and a joy! Thank you for continuing to pray for our daughter to be emotionally healthy and not to experience a repeat
of the severe post postpartum depression that she did last time. Actually…THANK YOU for keeping our whole family in prayer!

And thank you for not forgetting me (us). I do not forget you. I am awfully tired…even weary, but I am safe in Him!
Lovingly, your sis

ani b’derek

Seeing Beyond

“When He was still speaking, someone came from the ruler of the synagogue’s house, saying to him, ‘Your daughter is dead. Do not trouble the teacher’.” Luke 8:49
“But when Jesus heard it, He answered him, saying, ‘Do not be afraid, only believe, and she will be made well’.” Luke 8:50

Jesus doesn’t hear, see or respond like everyone else.

Lord, please give me eyes to see beyond what my mind thinks it knows. And here’s a simple poem . . .

According To Him

I’m handed her diagnosis
and my heart begins to sink

so I turn to Jesus
to see what He thinks

He answers that she is surely
healed in Him

but others all around her
need His healing within.

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