"One Minute Left to Live"
*Inspired by a True Story - The Holy Spirit birthed in me this story, and was brought to "life" on Resurrection Sunday, 2025.
There once lived a woman, named, Quiet Spirit, who feared the Lord, in the land of God's Country. And one day, the angels came to present themselves before the Lord, and Satan also came with them. The Lord said to Satan, “Where have you come from?" Satan answered the Lord, “From roaming throughout the earth, going back and forth on it.” Then the Lord said to Satan, “Have you considered my servant, Quiet Spirit, who is redeemed, and covered under the blood of My Son?" Satan responded, "Yes, but allow me to send a storm in the land of God's Country, a place where many people have broken Your laws, murdered babies, and have rejected Your Son and Your ways." The Lord said, "Very well then, but on Quiet Spirit, her family, and her property, you may not touch."
At that time, Satan sent one of his demons to try and tempt Quiet Spirit to fear, and said, "You must go!" Quiet Spirit instantly knew this came from the enemy, and kept her peace.
A few days later, a tornado warning woke up Quiet Spirit from her sleep, and the whole family gathered into the safest place in her home. On their knees, with her arms and body covering both of her sons, as a mother hen covers her chicks from the hawk - she prayed, "Dear Heavenly Father, this is an emergency, and I need Your help! Please send Your angels right away to protect us...O Lord, cover us with Your feathers, and shelter us under Your wings." Just then, her husband, while keeping watch of the news, shouted, "Here it comes!" He frantically, opened up to Psalm 91, and read it out loud. The tornado was in such close proximity, destroying everything in its path, moved fast towards Quiet Spirit's home. She cried harder, as she heard the violent wind outside her walls...the last day of their lives had come upon them. With only one minute left, and in great fear, uncertainty, trembling, and despair, she tearfully, cried out what would be her last words..."Thank You, Father, for all that You've given me. Thank You for taking care of me each and every day, and for all that You've done for me and my family. Thank You, JESUS, for dying for me - for Your precious blood shed for us all. Thank You, Father. Thank You, JESUS...Thank You..." As Quiet Spirit wept, the fierce tornado blew through the land, and the devil thought he won. Yet, God in His Amazing Grace, saw the blood, remembered His Word, and heard her cry; and so, the heavens opened, His angels flew, and pushed back the forces of darkness; far away from Quiet Spirit's home.
Rejoicing was heard in a small part of the land in God's Country, that night.
As Quiet Spirit laid in bed, she made sure to thank Heavenly Father, once more, for protecting them, and she drifted off to sleep, peacefully - safe and sound.
The next morning, the Lord met with her, as He always did each day, and spoke to her, so softly, in her gentle and quiet spirit...
"Tell My people who are called by My name, that if they will humble themselves, and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land." (2 Chronicles 7:14)
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He is Creator; who am I but clay that He's still molding in His hand; as for me, I will praise My Maker, the Potter of this clay. To Him be the Glory, Honor, and Dominion, forever. Amen.
~By Quiet Spirit
Created by Jennifer Lynn O'Connor
*Once, I was grieving heavily, over the understanding of the children kept under the ground, and else where on the earth, and so I was praying, fervently, for them. That night, a great tornado was heading straight to my home; I discerned, immediately, that it was sent from Satan, and I spoke to it with authority, according to Mark 11:23-24, and it turned around.
