Leah’s Determination.

“Leah’s Determination”

Leah was Jacob’s first wife – not the one he had chosen, but the one God chose for him. One week after they were married, Jacob also married her sister, Rachel, whom he loved.

When God saw that Leah was unloved, He blessed her with having children, through which she was continuously hoping to win Jacob’s love. When she had her first son, she named him Reuben, which means “behold, a son.” She said, “Now my husband will love me,” but that didn’t happen. She had a second son and named him Simeon, which means “hearing.” She said, “The Lord heard that I was hated and has given me this son.” Then she had a third son whom she called Levi, meaning “attached” because she thought that surely now her husband would love her. When the fourth son was born, she named him Judah, which means “praise.” She said, “Now I will praise the Lord.” It seems that at last, she realized that even though she was unloved by her husband, she was loved by the Lord.

Whether Leah’s belief in God was strong or not, God had a purpose for her life. She was surrounded by deceitful people, including her father, her husband, and her sister. Her life was not an easy one!

Leah could not know that she was a part of God’s plan to establish the nation of Israel. She became the mother of six sons and one daughter. Also, two sons became hers through her handmaiden Zilpah. Rachel, her sister, gave her handmaiden Bilhah to Jacob and bore two sons through her. Later, she also had two sons of her own, Joseph and Benjamin. Jacob’s twelve sons became the leaders of the twelve tribes of Israel. Each one had their place in Jewish history, but most important was Judah, because it was through the line of Leah’s son Judah that Jesus was born.

Leah was buried in the cave where Abraham, Sarah, Isaac and Rebekah were buried. When Jacob was dying, he asked his sons to bury him in the tomb where he had buried Leah.

The only place other than Genesis where Leah is mentioned is Ruth 4:11. When Boaz received permission from the elders to marry Ruth, they pronounced a blessing on him that God “would make the woman he married like Rachel and like Leah who built the house of Israel.”

Do you have times when you feel unloved or unneeded? Are you finding it hard to see God at work in your life? God has a plan for you.

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Leave Room For God

As servants of God, we must learn to make room for Him—to give God “elbow room.” We plan and figure and predict that this or that will happen, but we forget to make room for God to come in as He chooses. Would we be surprised if God came into our meeting or into our preaching in a way we had never expected Him to come? Do not look for God to come in a particular way, but do look for Him. The way to make room for Him is to expect Him to come, but not in a certain way. No matter how well we may know God, the great lesson to learn is that He may break in at any minute. We tend to overlook this element of surprise, yet God never works in any other way. Suddenly, God meets our life—“when it pleased God.”

Keep your life so constantly in touch with God that His surprising power can break through at any point. Live in a constant state of expectancy, and leave room for God to come in as He decides.

Lord, breathe on me until my frame is knit to Your thought. Lift me until I see Your face and trust Your Almightiness without fear or insidious unbelief.

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A Ever Present Shelter!

What can I tell you about my life to give God Glory?

I never pre-prepare my posts.

They come from as I am sure most of the bloggers, from the heart

I admit I have to spell check because one of my weak points is grammar as English is my second language.

I am going far back when I was 15, old and my parents sent me away to London as an Au pair girl.

Coming from Italy, with no experience at all, I took a ferry the was called Nigth Ferry that brought me the from France to the white cliffs of Dover.
The first job the agency found for me was a nice couple that picked me up with a few month old baby but I blew it because I was overwhelmed by the baby crying and called my parents every day that naturally cost them a fortune.

I di not truly realize the cost, I was just desperate not speaking English at all.

I had until I was kicked out, a day off, I spent those days walking all over London till my feet hurt,  Every few minute I would ask a passerby the time. What time is, please? LOL. also 3 night a week I went to an international school where a bunch of people listens to an English teacher. I had no idea what they were talking about so, those nights I went to a nightclub at 100 Oxford street were they played Jazz, original New Orleans Jazz.

There I met a famous Jazz piano player Anton Purnell from New  Orleans.

Well, after 3 weeks on the job, I was terminated!

what a scared little girl I became. I was very proud of what I through was tough but, finding myself alone and, without  Job, gave me the courage to ask my parents for help.

They sent me some money, enough for a week at a boarding home for international students. Before receiving their money, I when through a terrible 2  days until I found another job.

I found a boarding house run by an Italian couple. I felt safe as I was waiting for the money to come in.

The boarding house only had a few bedrooms to rent.

There was one bathroom for all.

I was not even 1 full day in the room and I went to take a bath. The bathroom door had no lock so I tried to be quick in case it was needed and nobody knocked.

The door open opening slowly and the husband, the owner of the flat push me down as I was getting out of the tub, I pushed him away and screamed with all the breath I had and he stopped. Immediately I ran out and, the first bedroom I found I started knocking. I was completely naked and shivering in the January cold. They were cheap very little heat, All this I realized later. Finally, the door was open and as I kept watching behind me in fear, they let me in.

I was given something to cover my nakedness with. I forgot if a blanket or towel.

I  was told that they knew he was a dirty old man. He was in his 40th I was 15.

I went, followed by one of the young students that opened the door, to my bedroom. I knew he probably had the key so I barricaded myself the best I could by moving the bed and dresser in front of the door. After getting dressed I decided I was NOT going to allow that man to get away with it.

I reopened the bedroom door and ran downstairs to the kitchen where I knew his wife was preparing the evening meal.

I am going to make this short, she did not believe me and told me to get out.

Well, the money was coming by mail so I needed a place for a couple days until it would be available.

As I was packing and getting dressed, you are not going to believe this but, the husband had put a ladder in front of my window and was looking in.

She told me to leave so, I picked up my small suitcase and said to myself bravely, I am out of this place I will be OK.

In the back of my mind, I was praying to Jesus even if after the Orphanage we never went to church, my parent only took me for my first communion and my Confirmation. I loved the white dress my godmother bought me. We were  Catholic by name only.

Here, again, I thank God I did not get kidnapped, as it was going on those days the late sixties. as well. I was young pretty then, lol. I had green eyes and a good body since I did a lot of sports and the innocence left in me was visible.

Pretty good for kidnapping and sex slavery.

God always protected me and turned my mistakes around, I made many mistakes.

I did not know where to turn so I decided to let God work for me.I realized how much I was leaning on God in those days.

In tears, I found a Church. I used when I was in the second orphanage to try to find the chapel empty to pray to just God and me.

Unfortunately, the door of the little Church was closed so, I set and tried not to cry and think instead

AS I was sitting on the stairs of the church, people would pass by and never really took a look at me. Hooray, finally a young man stopped by and in a weird accent asked me if I was OK,   how u? he was Italian 20 21 years old young man, and, did, and after I told him what happened, offered me to stay with him.

I was so stupid and naive.

There was a tiny cot in the corner of the shabby little studio and after putting down my only suitcase showed me with a finger where I was going to sleep. I was elated and happy to have a place to sleep but, the joy was short-leaved as the same night I felt his body touching mine. I was in that ugly made believe bed half dressed.

Again, as in times before I could not say no and in a little voice I told him I was a virgin.

In my mind and heart, I was but the person that took my virginity took most my innocence as well, but not all of it.

I felt terribly stupid when the young man laughed at me and told me in a mean way a virgin? that I was not. After my first sexual experience, I should have known better but,

I still believed I was a virgin because I did not have intercourse even experienced before. How dumb a 15 years old not so stupid girl can be!

I think I will talk more about this another time. I am crying and thanking God at the same time. I am OK now because I am a child of God, He was with me every minute of the day, keeping me from the worse and I am well today!


The Lord Is My Light and My Salvation

Of David.

27 The Lord is my light and my salvation;
    whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold[a] of my life;
    of whom shall I be afraid?

When evildoers assail me
    to eat up my flesh,
my adversaries, and foes,
    it is they who stumble and fall.