Pastor Debbie and all friends that fellowship with you, greetings. Thank you for your prayers and love which you showed to me during my most trying days. This is my true testimony and confession that God lives!  Jesus Christ is very much alive and lives in our midst. He is near us and always knocking at the doors of our hearts and whispering in our ears begging us to let Him into our lives and enjoy that wonderful communion together. I pray that you will open up to God and allow Him to be the master and guide in your lives. Satan is real; he wanders around our midst, loudly speaking out and deceiving mankind. Be careful my dear friend for not everything that glitters is gold.  I am approaching my mid 40’s and a single parent of 3 sons.  I have been divorced and living a single life with my children for the last 12 years, the youngest child is now 10 years old. My profession is that of a specialist in Information Technology and this really takes up most of my time especially that I am working in a financial institution. This calls for a lot of travelling as well. Apart from the technology stuff I am also like David the Psalmist; I serve as an assistant church organist in the cathedral – and this is very relaxing and soothing for the mind. Satan is never happy whenever the children of God are singing, dancing and giving praise to the Almighty God. The devil is greedy, a liar, selfish and a deceiver.  One would ask; how does the devil look like? How can you tell that this is from the devil? The bible is very clear about this. (Matthew 7 v 15-16 “Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Ye shall know them by their fruits…...” KJV). The devil comes to us in various ways; it could be through your mother, father, sister, best friend, a relative, neighbours or even people you are closest to and trust.  Early June this year on a cold sunday morning I was getting ready to go to church for my music ministry; as good practice and discipline I have to be in church 15 to 20 minutes before start of Service, playing soft music on the organ in order to prepare and create an atmosphere of worship, leading the congregation into meditation and wait upon God. Upon arrival in church I received a phone call from home from my second born son Samuel, informing me that his young brother has been taken seriously ill and admitted in hospital. I could not believe what he was telling me and so we started arguing on the phone and this was just a few seconds before the commencement of the early service. The preacher and choir had already taken their places with the preacher announcing to the congregation to stand up for the first hymn. Thank God no one was able to listen to my argument with my son because I was sitting in the organ loft which is quite isolated from the congregation. I was troubled in mind and asked myself what could have gone wrong at home.  I had just left home just under an hour and the three kids had escorted me to the car reminding me to pick them up for the 10.00am Sunday school. I had left everyone all right before leaving my house. “How did Tazanso end up in hospital, who took him there?” I asked Samuel. “It was my aunty who came to visit us shortly after you had left”, he responded.   The opening hymn did not go on very well with a lot of mistakes in my playing such that everyone wondered why the many off-tune coming from the organ. I was absent minded at this stage; so much was going on in my mind at the time. I was questioning myself whether to continue with the service or rush to the hospital to check on the condition of my son. I was in a dilemma whether to continue with the service or dash out to the hospital. As I have stated already, music is a ministry that plays a pivotal role in the life of the church. During the service some people may not have listened to the preaching of the word from the preacher but sweet melody or harmony of music coupled up with the message from the lyrics of the song could break through into their inner most and draw closer to God. I had made a decision that to continue with the service, at least to minister to someone who had come for fellowship that Sunday. I said God will take care of the situation at the hospital.  In my decision making of course I had to ask myself several questions such as, if I had to dash to the hospital, what role was I going to play to change the condition of my son? Was I going to administer medication to the boy? No. Was I going to breathe new life into him? No. Was it to pray for him? If it is a question of praying then I was in the right place in the house of God already. I decided not to panic and asked God to be in control of the whole situation for I had other business do in His house.   It was just after mid day and church business for the day was done and so I headed for the hospital for my son. Even before I could see what condition my child was I was welcomed with a lot of criticism and questions from my in-laws as to why I had let the child deteriorate to the state he was in. It was difficult for me to convince anyone that the child had been okay by time I was leaving home and that he has been in good health. To my surprise when I had chance to see the child he was indeed in a very critical state. He had been diagnosed with severe pneumonia.    The second day of hospitalization the Doctor had assured me that the child will be discharged after four days. Unfortunately by the fourth day my son’s condition had not improved, he had become much deteriorated. He had stopped doing things he normally does by himself, say, getting out of bed by himself, going to the bathroom, feeding, etc. He then became withdrawn and could not speak to anyone of us and eventually he was continuously sleeping and failing eat. You will agree with me that our bodies depend so much on water and food. His jaws had stiffened up so much such that no one had the power or energy to force the mouth open to feed him. It could have meant breaking his jaw bones. Tazanso had become very frail and the doctor past a comment that there is no more weight to lose on this child. The doctor then decided to push a tube through the nostril down into the stomach. It was a very devastating experience to see your own child being inserted with a tube and all food and water including medication being administered through it even as he lay unconsciously not knowing what is happening around him. Everyone who came to visit us in hospital had given up hope on the recovery of the child health. I too had given up and lost all hope. We could actually feel the spirit of death around.  We got to a situation whereby there was need for someone to be present by the bed side all the time. We took turns with my in-laws, my young brother and elder sister as to who will spend the day or night at the hospital; and this I should admit is no easy task because you become so stressed up and so much with anxiety. For me it was even more stressful; you can imagine a situation whereby you keep awake for the patient through out the night and then the following morning you are expected to be at work for the complete day. For fours weeks this was the way of life. We all got tired with the hospital business and as a result anger, frustrations, confusion and misunderstanding between my family and the in-laws as to who will do the hospital duties. Why are we even wasting time since there is no hope that this child will recover?   When you are in such a predicament life becomes meaningless and you tend to lose your own senses. You then tend to question yourself why such a thing should happen to you; where is this God I serve. I was so devastated and discouraged.   I will borrow the words from the poet William Cooper;  “God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm”  In my troubled and confused state I was driving down the road from my place of work to the hospital and in my vehicle I have several musical CDs. At random I picked on one CD and slotted it in the player. It was a Marosa tune or commonly known as brother James’ Air; It was Psalm 23. “The Lord is my shepherd….Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.” I suddenly became alert; it was like I was in deep sleep and awakening up in the morning. I become so energized after realizing that after all God was with me in this situation. Steadily I could feel myself getting back to my senses.  I could hear God speaking to me in a still clear small voice but very repeatedly and well pronounced. His word through the scripture was once again coming to my head; one such was James 5 v 13-15; “Is any among you afflicted? Let him pray. Is any merry? Let him sing psalms. Is any sick among you? Let him call for the elders of the church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord: And the prayer of faith shall save the sick, and the Lord shall raise him up” (KJV).   At this stage I was now at the hospital and by the bed, trying to pray for my son. Prayer was so void and meaningless, it did not make any sense at all; I kept getting some interference in my mind saying that I was just wasting my time. Who is speaking to me? I would ask myself.    The scripture Luke 1 v 17 “For with God nothing shall be impossible” (KJV) had come to my mind. I realized that there was God and Satan speaking to me. I decided to listen to the voice of hope; the voice of God who said call for the elders of the church to prayer over me.   Thank God for the technology we use in everyday. This communication technology has really made the wide world seem smaller and people getting in touch that easily; I picked up my blackberry handset and drop a single sentence message to Pastor Debbie. “Pastor, my son is ill”, read my short message. Pastor Debbie, I believe, you saw my pain and anguish with your spiritual eyes (only you can confirm this). In no time I got a reply from Debbie asking about my son’s name and also the assurance that she will be praying for my son’s recovery. I remember her replying and encouraged me to meditate on Philippians 4 v 4-7   “Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice. Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand. Be careful for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” (KJV) Indeed very comforting words of scripture.  This was now the fourth week of my son’s sickness, he had stopped talking and lost all the weight. Everyone had already given up hope of recovery. I said to God that you are the healer and Your word has confirmed it that nothing shall be impossible in your sight. You are the same God David praised, you are the same God who brought Lazarus to life, and you are the same God I am worshiping today. You are a God whose love never changes from generations to generations, the same One God who treats all mankind equally. At this stage the number of visitors who used to encourage us had reduced; in other words they had given up and did not want to see it to the end. They opted to be phoning me and enquire about the condition of the child. One night I was seated by the hospital bed where my son was laying and I received a strange phone call and from overseas: it was from pastor Debbie who asked me whether I was willing to pray with her and I said I was. So she asked me to lay my hands on my son and she started praying. She rebuked the evil forces, commanding the spirit of dumbness to leave my son and declared victory through Christ Jesus. She prayed for the healing of the child. My dear friends the spirit of God neither knows no distance, time nor boundaries. Whenever you need God, He is ever present and ever around us. In the process of prayer I felt the powerful force come upon me. As we continued with prayer at the mention of the name Jesus I felt my son shudder; at the end of prayer I saw the young child sweating like someone had poured a bucket of water on him. I knew that God was at work; recreating and breathing knew life in a child.  After prayer I remember Pastor Debbie telling me prophetically that the child will speak again in three days and that he will also get better again in the same three days. Like a fairly tale after the third my son was making movements and eventually he opened his mouth speaking to request for water. He said he was thirsty. For once I couldn’t believe my own ears and my eyes. The doctor treating him also could not believe that his patient was up again; this was the most fascinating moment. Up to today Tazanso has fully recovered, he plays around with his friends and life is as normal.  My friends what I am trying to bring out to you is that God is awesome, have faith in Him and meditate on His word; you will be amazed with the wondrous things you will experience in your life’s situations. Believe in God and that His son Jesus Christ conquered all manner of illness even death upon the cross. There is power in the name of Jesus; to make that which seems impossible in the eyes of man become possible. Your relative, friend or spouse would let you down but Jesus will not. Put your trust in God and you will be amazed with the amount of blessings that will follow you. The mercy of God will make you flourish any situation you may be experiencing. We are conquerors in the Name of Christ Jesus. You could be going through a difficult patch in your life today either with your employment situation, finances, relationship or sickness; I am encouraging you to only focus on Jesus. Tell God about your worries or any negative situation you may be experiencing no matter how small or great they might seem. He is able to correct that negative situation for you. Do not depend on the wisdom of man; instead depend on the wisdom of the true living God through Christ Jesus. “Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened…. If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him? ”  Matthew 7 v7-8, v 11. (KJV)  Like the song we sang during my Sunday school days; “What the Lord has done for me I can not tell it all”.   I pray that you too will experience the mercy of God and that your faith may grow through continued fellowship. May the Almighty God bless you.  CL, Lusaka, Zambia

Thank you Pastor Debbie, This entire year I have been blessed by your Daily Word and my life and my family have been transformed.  I thank God for you. You are doing a great job and I know that Jesus Christ is counting on you. I love you with the love of Christ Jesus. You don’t know how much I have been helped with this Daily Word. Truly God is using you in a mighty way. You are so far away from me, I am in Zimbabwe right now but I always receive the Daily Word and it’s so prophetic every day. I print it for my family and other people who have no access to the internet and they are being blessed. I thank this young guy who used to work in our Accounts Dept who introduced me to your website. He was transferred to South Africa to our sister company. It was three weeks after I joined this organization and he came to my office and gave me your website. Of all the people, and I was still new,  he didn’t even ask whether I knew God or not, so I believe God had sent him to me. And I am looking forward to receiving more from this ministry as I can tell that it is Holy Spirit led. I began to understand Genesis, especially chapter 37 about Joseph through your Daily Word. And now your emphasis that I should speak the word of God for it to manifest in my life has soaked into my spirit and Hebrews 4 verse 12  has become real to me.  I now believe the scripture that says “The word of God is active, living and sharper than any two edged sword.”  I will continue to pray for you and for all the people of God worldwide. May God continue to bless you all the days of your life.  Regards SM, Zimbabwe

Pastor Debbie I am a young christian lady and I regularly recieve your daily word and for this week I like your encouragement.  It was more about what we speak and it really touched me, I am aware about the power of the tongue, but the way you emphasized, greatly taught me something. I should medidate more on the word of God and if the word of God is soaked within me, I will only speak the word.  My tongue, thoughts and action will only be controlled by the word. That is so powerful.  Thank you very much. I really admire ladies who are so committed to the work of God and stand up for the word of God.  You are indeed a powerful woman of God. May God bless you and continue to increase in you as you decrease in yourself. Thank you. Christ Regards JT, Namibia

Dear Pastor Debbie Thank you very much for this Word (SELAH!). It is very inspirational, encouraging, motivational and very very uplifting. I really thank God for connecting me to your ministry.  It is just as if you are speaking in my life. You are just confirming everything I heard yesterday at church and the word I was meditating on this morning. Continue being sensitive and obedient to the Holy Spirit.  When reading the Daily Word, I could not help but cry out to God to bless you and your ministry, to bless you in every area of your life.  Thank you so much for blessing me and my life. God bless ML, Maryland

Dear Pastor Debbie, I write to thank you for your obedience to God and for your prayers. I was faced with a very serious health problem which the doctors had declared was going to end into death. However, when I called you for prayers, you cancelled the report of the doctors and nullified every negative words that had been spoken over my life with regards to this illness. You encouraged me to stand on the word of God, but before we got off the phone, you asked me to lay my hand on the area affected on my body and you began to pray. As you prayed, I recall you rebuking the eveil forces, paralyzing the devil's efforts to destroy my life, rejecting any evil report that may have been pronounced over my life, binding the enemy and his cohorts and casting them out of my life. You declared that I was healed from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, and that any sickness, disease or virus could not live or exist on my body. You commanded my body to line up with the word of God and to perfom in the perfection to which God created it to function, at this point, I was sweating all over. My clothes were becoming wet as if I had just stepped into the shower with my clothes on. You then told me to get ready because I was going to vomit the evil deposit in my body which was the source of my illness, and before I could even respond, I was vomitting black stuff for almost 10 minutes. Thereafter, I felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders. At this point, you began to pray in tongues, then you began to rebuke the spirit of death and commanded it to leave my body. As the prayer was going forth, I felt like something was trying to leave my body but was resisting, then you became violent in your prayers and began to speak to the evil spirit and you told it to loose me and let me go free in the Name of Jesus. As you did that, I was tossed to the floor, and I let out a loud screech, a few minutes later, there was quietness and I felt a sense of peace I had never felt before. You stopped praying and asked me if I was okay. Then you told me that I was healed, delivered, and set free. You also told me to make an appointment with my doctor for a check-up just to confirm that I was totally healed. After we got off the phone, I called the doctors office and was given an appointment for the end of the week. When I saw the doctor, he ran a series of tests and every test result was negative. He was so confused that he decided to run the tests two more times just to make sure. Each time the test results came back negative. He couldn't understand what had happened and then he said "this is a miracle. You are 100 per cent healthy. There is no trace of any kind of sickness or disease in your body. I cannot believe that last week you were at the point of death and now you are completely healed." To God be all the glory. Pastor Debbie, you were right. You said that God would confirm His word in my life with signs following. And He sure did. I would have probably been six feet under by now, if not for your prayers. I just want to say thank you again and I praise God Almighty for divinely connecting me to your ministry. You are indeed a chosen vessel of the Lord. I love and pray for you daily. Continue being the humble servant of God that you are. May God truly bless you and yours. Thank you, thank you, thank you, mighty woman of God. SK, New York

Pastor Debbie, Greetings in the precious name of our Lord. RM here in Alpine TX doing the morning watch with you guys. I felt like I should share this revelation with you all. I was reading where you are talking about setting our clock alarms so we could wake up. I wanted to share that the Holy Spirit is my alarm. All I do is I speak out to Him telling Him that I need to be awake by such and such an hour and He wakes me up just before time or just in time and not a minute late. I have been doing this for more than 15 years and it always works no matter how late I am to go to bed. Jesus said, when the Holy Spirit comes, He will be our comforter, guide and will bring things to our remembrance. During yesterday's morning watch, the revelation I received was that, most Christians, myself inclusive, do not talk to the Holy Spirit as often as we should. We are busy praying, bypassing Him whom Jesus said will dwell in us. Wasn't this an eye opener to me! Be blessed Pastor Debbie and keep me posted. I love your ministry. I wish I would receive your daily word even on weekends. RM, Texas

Dear Pastor Debbie, This is to wish you a Merry Christmas and all the best in the year 2009.  I would like to thank God that in the year 2008 I was blessed to come across your website.  Your preaching and verses have inspired me a lot and have made a difference in my life.  I was going through a lot of hardship after my bitter separation from my husband who almost had me killed.  I had to start taking care of my four children without any help from their father who is doing well but busy with street girls and has already contracted the HIV from these girls, but the grace of God saved me and I believe it's for a purpose. I just did not know how I was going to manage.  Yes, God has blessed me with a lot of talents and I knew that I could utilize my talents to make it in life.  Somehow, when I open my emails and read your verses, I get stronger and stronger in my spiritual, mental and physical life and I know that this is not coincidental, you came into my life at this particular time through God's intervention and I know that one day I will give a true testimony of my life because so much has changed for the better in my life and I know that God is blessing me, it's just a matter of time. May God keep showering you with a lot of blessings so that you can continue your good work. LN, Blantyre, Malawi