Not sure what the problem is, but I'm not seeing the writings of my posts go through. The title goes through, but not the text.
I'm writing this and publishing from Word 2007. This time, I wrote the post first. Then I went to the file menu and selected publish. Let's see how this works!
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Sharonda Greenlaw
President (Phoenix Chapter)
National Federation of the Blind
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Come, read and take a journey with me at
www.WorldOfShariG.blogspot.com
I'll get back with tomorrow's set. Please pray that the Lord has His
way on tonight. That the Spirit moves mightily and folks get delivered
and set free.
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Sharonda Greenlaw
President (Phoenix Chapter)
National Federation of the Blind
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Come, read and take a journey with me at
www.WorldOfShariG.blogspot.com
About Me:
When you proclaim who you are and your determination, as long as it is not threatening to any one, you are ignored. But when you declare your alignment with the LORD JESUS CHRIST, the devil gets mad.
On May 21, 2009, I went for my annual mammogram expecting nothing but a routine response. Then on June 21, I got a letter telling me I needed to have additional tests done because they found unusual markings on my breasts. When I attempted to follow through with the testings they had suggested, I learned that only a PCP could order these test and I didn't have a PCP at that time.
On July 18, I was blessed with the opportunity to prepare a meal for about 35 Spiritual boot campers when I discovered that I had 2 LUMPS (one lump in each).
I have been re-affirming my faith and convictions this year. You see I had made a choice--FOR GOD I LIVE and FOR GOD I DIE--NO TURNING BACK.
My older daughter, Sharonda, got me an appointment, with her doctor whose belief is that the body will heal itself with proper diet and exercise.
My younger daughter left home to discover herself on July 21 of this year. While I'm happy and excited for her, it caused me to re-examine myself and answer questions, Will you also make changes? Will you move back to Michigan? ---where will you worship, what do you believe, who will you associate with---what do you stand for?-----etc.
On August 8, 2009, I saw this doctor for the first time. By this time the lump in my left breast had been dissolved. I left his office angry with him because I didn't yet know how God would use him later to test my faith and obedience to undermine the plan of Hell. I weighed 294lbs and the doctor put me on a 1000 calorie diet and said I had to walk at least 3 times a week.
The more I told others about my encounter with my doctor, I realized this was a test of obedience. I repented and ask God to give me the grace to submit and obey. This diet was hard. No more pop, no sweets, 3 ounce fish per day. Exercise, it is too hot, but God reminded me of walking in the mall. I began to thank God for my PCP. I imagine Naaman when the maiden told him to go wash in the river Jordan.
I still had my older daughter going to the same Church I am attending. Though she didn't live with me, we still saw each other at least 3 times a week. Then the news came one day, Sharonda, said, "God is calling me to another place mom. I 'm not sure where, I'm tired of being disobedient."
"Honey," I said, "Make sure it is God's voice you hear. Then whatever God tells you to do, Do It. Don't wait."
And she did. She left our fellowship. Her act of obedience brought pains and blessings. God OPENED doors for her, totally restored her marriage, gave her spouse an opportunity to go back to school; and Pastors according to his heart that have shepherded both her and Chris. Their nightmare has become a honeymoon.
On Aug 11, I went for my additional testing. They were extensive. They even took a right breast biopsy. Then the report from hell came, on 08/14/09 "It is confirmed you have breast cancer." Cancel, cancel. I said, "By the stripes of Jesus I am healed and made every whit whole." I believe the report of the LORD—my body is the temple of the Holy Ghost. And greater is He on the inside of Voin than He that is in the World."
Then I still had to make a decision--What did God Tell me to do?
He did not tell me to leave. He told me to pray. I did and I will continue to do so. Again the tempter, Satan, tries to stop us from fulfilling God's Will. ARE you sure you should stay where you are.
SURE AS I Live. SATAN is UNDER MY FEET. GOD quickly connected HIS invincible army consisting of Prayer Warriors, Intercessors, Christian Breast Cancer Overcomers, Encouragers, friends, and Apostle Bobby to lift me up to the throne Of God. I got advice, signs to look for and avoid, and lessons that supported my PCP's instructions. God is such a faithful God of order. I saw my PCP on the 8/17/09 and was schedule to see a breast surgeon on 08/25/09.
By this time, I was taking the Word of God Daily, Aim Barley Life and Xango the mangosteen juice product. I was walking 3 times a week. On a 1000 calorie diet that consists of fish meat products.
On 08/25/09, I met my breast surgeon and we talked about what he thought should occur. He has a special reassuring confidence that it was a minor thing. I agreed and took it to a new level, I challenged him by asking "suppose you don't find anything when you do surgery"- then he told me about the breast clip that was place in me on 08/11/09.
I have lost at least 20 lbs and I had my breast surgery Tuesday, 9/22/09. I am confident that the cancer is gone. I AM HEALED IN JESUS NAME. I had pain the first two days.
I GO BACK TO THE DOCTOR on Monday 9/28/09. I feel and look fine.
Always remember:
When you squeeze an apple --you get apple juice
When you squeeze a lemon---you get lemon juice
But when you squeeze a Christian--you get JESUS!
By his grace, I rejoice , still live and tell his story.
Check it out. AND COME!!!
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Sharonda Greenlaw
President (Phoenix Chapter)
National Federation of the Blind
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Come, read and take a journey with me at
www.WorldOfShariG.blogspot.com
I was reading my entry from March 1. God had given a mighty
breakthrough in our marriage. It was one that was a long time coming.
Well, God has blessed us tremendously since we have been in unity. We
have been going to church together, up under the same Word, receiving
ministry from the same Pastors since July 29. And since that unity has
come into play, our marriage has been blessed. It has been exciting.
And deliverance and repentance have been frequent, causing us both to
have a different mindset.
It has been a blessing to be up under a ministry that recognizes us
both and is committed to ministering to and growing us both. Thanks,
Pastors Scott. You guys are amazing Generals in the Kingdom of heaven!
And thank you God for ansewering the cry of my heart!
I'm gonna put the website of our church up in a separate entry. Why?
Because I don't remember it correctly. But believe me, it's happening
in the little corner church with the big ministry to the nations!
Isa 42:5-9
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Sharonda Greenlaw
President (Phoenix Chapter)
National Federation of the Blind
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Come, read and take a journey with me at
www.WorldOfShariG.blogspot.com
I'm Going Up, Yall!
I'm Going Up, Yall!
8/2/09
Using my haters as elevators,
I'm going up, yall!
Using my haters as elevators,
I'm going up, yall!
To those who don't like me
And they criticize me
For thouse who couldn't stop me
So they tried to block me
I'm going up, yall!
For those who called me self-willed;
Said I couldn't be still;
The ones who said I should be sent
But, according to them, I just went;
I'm going up, yall!
For those who couldn't understand the calling on my life
The figured I just wanted to cause disunity and strife;
But they never asked God to reveal to them my heart or my personal life-plan;
I'm going up, yall!
My life is finally returning,
My zeal for God is once again burning;
I feel refreshed and renewed;
Excited about what God wants to do;
I'm going up, yall!
I'm going higher in God,
In relvelations and relationship with my Father;
I'm going deeper in His love and communion;
Which will take me up, yall!
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Sharonda Greenlaw
President (Phoenix Chapter)
National Federation of the Blind
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Come, read and take a journey with me at
www.WorldOfShariG.blogspot.com
As some of you know, I felt it necessary to retire my dog guide,
Rusty. No, retire doesn't mean kill. It means that he is no longer a
working dog. On our way home in the afternoons, he would sit down on
me every few minutes. The extreme heat exhausted him terribly. I knew
something was wrong. And it wasn't like I could change my lifestyle--I
have to take the bus. Our car has been totaled since May 11.
Anyway, one of my favorite Mamas took him. She's had him since the
14th. I know that he loves being over there with her family and two
dogs. She loves on him, he gets to exercise, and all is well.
She told me that hshe was looking for another job. The job that she
applied for would keep her out of the house for at least 12 hours
daily. This would not be good for Rusty at all, so we agreed that she
would look for a good home for my baby. Obviously, she got the job;
and Rusty? He has to have a new home.
While at the NFB Convention in Detroit, I officially signed the paper
to de-certify him as a dog guide. I handed over the ID as well. I
prayed hard the night before so that I wouldn't break down. This was
one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. It hurt me so bad. I
have been broken up about it. I am truly grieving.
I guess when it comes to signing papers, handing in ID's, sending back
harnesses, finding a new home, it's all so hard because you know
there's no turning back. There's no changing my mind. It's a wrap,
people.
Well, until Saturday morning, we had done everything but find him a
new home. But Saturday morning was the day. Two young ladies came a
calling for my baby.
They seemed like great people to me and MOT (my other mother). They
have an Australian Shepherd at home; Rusty would have company. He will
get to go to work with his master; Rusty would feel like he has a job.
And they both are young; Rusty would be with someone who also has
energy like himself. And I did the unselfish, unthinkable thing... I
let him go...
God! I have cried. I have screamed. I have wailed. I have grieved. The
pain inside is so deep. I know that God alone is holding me together.
This is not me. I am incapable of this amount of strength.
I heard from MOT on Saturday night, she heard from Rusty's potential
owners. They said that he had a wonderful day. At his new home, he
played. At her work, he played. He played all day. In fact, he played
so hard that he played himself to sleep. Boy! It sounds like a great
situation for him to be in! I really hope it works out for him.
For me, it still hurts. I am crying as I write this. I will have more
to tell you after I call today to see how he's doing. Thanks, yall,
for listening. Those that pray to the Lord Jesus Christ, please keep
me in your prayers.
I was trying to see if this publishing thing from Word 2007 was gonna work for me. Apparently not. I'll just keep trying.
Anyway, My Rusty came home today. He had been gone since Thursday. One of my coworkers and his family was gracious enough to take him to their house. Though his vacationing came at a very great point in my life—cuz perilous times were truly on the rise in many areas—I truly missed him. And my sister missed him too. I am glad that he is back where he belongs.
He was very happy to get back to his life. Though it doesn't seem like he likes working in this heat--cuz he's always threatening to sit down--I know that being with this family is where Mr. Rusty da Bear belongs! Welcome home, Rusty!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
We have been here in Detroit since Thursday. The weather has been very nice. Not much has changed here.
My sister and my friend, Lisa were remarking how on almost every corner is a church, a store, a dry cleaners, and aConey Island. It actually was quite funny to here this. The streets are still in need of repairs. That's such a difference from Arizona, where they keep that state up. They have the prisoners do it. But all in all, I still love this city and call it my home.
I actually was homesick. I told them that if I had a summer job, I would live here in the summer (June thru September) and go back to Arizona in the winter (October thru May). There is no place like home.
So Thursday, all we did was sleep almost all day. Sis. B's house where we stayed was wonderful. In fact, we called it the Sheraton at Sis. B.'s house. She was a gracious hostess and treated us well. We loved her and added her to the list of Detroit moms.
Friday's service was off the chain. I mean, God moved in a mighty way. I wasn't too happy about using this computer to read my notes while I preached. I will not be doing this again. I will always have Braille, even if I have to use a slate and stylus.
Anyway, I preached the "Lessons From the Cage" message. God allowed me to move in the prophetic like I have never before. At the end, I wasn't too sure about going to pray for people. After all, I am usually playing while altar call is going on. So, at first, all the other ministers prayed for those who came to the altar. But I ended up walking the floor, singing over the congregation, and praying for people. I was truly amazed at God. The women were truly blessed. That's all they talked about for the entire weekend so far.
My friend that I hadn't seen in 18 years came to the service. I was toooooo excited to see her. I mean, we grew up together. We played together. We went to Boblo (that was a Detroit park) together. She was my best friend. And now she's back! I feel like a hole that has been there for all this time has finally been filled.
After service, we--my friend A.N, me, my sister, Sis. B. and my awesome organist friend T.R.--went to Big Boy's. I truly missed that place. We ate and had a ball.
I'll write back about Sunday's service. I am still studying. For real, I am scared. I have never preached a Sunday morning service before. I am honored and priveleged that the Bishop would allow me to stand in his pulpit and preach on a Sunday morning, of all days, to his people. I am truly praying that God would move in a mighty way.
Ok. I really hope this works! This for me is a dream come true—to publish right from Word.
So, if it works great, I'll take this time to thank those who have read my blog—no matter how not up-to-date it is. I appreciate your feedback. God bless you all
I am on my way to Detroit, MI. I will be preaching at a Women's Conference this weekend. I hope to keep you updated on how things went. Please keep me and my sister in your prayers.
While I'm there, I'll get to see my friend that I haven't seen in, at least, 15 years. We were best friends growing up, and I think we're off to a great start all over again. I am so excited!!!
