So where's the snow?

Muddling through life from Austria to Wales; God, life and a small black dog


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Easter healing

I think this Easter was the best I’ve had for many years. Not only the joy of being in a church community, with people singing away in English, and my favourite songs, but also the joyous feeling of being in the love of God. He was all around us. I like the chapel we sing in, it faces east and gets the morning sun like the one in Mariapfarr did. I can watch the light on the flowers, window, table and the book, reflecting the glow of his love. And that bit’s every week.

Then I began to feel challenged by God about healing. After all, Jesus died for our sins, and conquered sin itself. Illness is a by product of sin. Jesus conquered sin, by his stripes, we ARE healed. So I knew what he was saying. Like others, you have to make a step to receive your healing, not sit there like a dummy.

Oh, no Lord, not take the communion wafer? I’m too scared. For a long time, due to my gluten intolerance, I’ve been giving mine to Dave. And I knew deep down this was wrong.

Then at the end of the sermon, there came a challenge. Maybe you have been coming to church for years, but you haven’t really accepted Jesus. And I knew. If I’m a Christian, I have to act like I really do have this belief. I had to take the step.

So I took the wafer. No reaction. And I know I’m healed. I’m not leaping about because I have to battle my unbelief on this one. I will take the host over the next few weeks and show myself that it is true. Then with baby steps, without fear, it will manifest and I will be able to eat normally. God knows I will have to overcome my over thinking. But wow, what an Easter!


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A new spiritual home!

One of the main reasons we decided to return to the UK was that we were running dry spiritually. The Protestant church we were in had its head firmly buried in concrete and was battered by constant feuds and personality conflicts. We had a Bible group with some friends of ours, but they neither wanted to move on nor try yet again to build a new fellowship with the Christians in the area. All the things we discussed were treated with wariness until they heard it from an Austrian source! The Lungau might have been a natural paradise, but spiritually it was a desert.

So, when we started looking at parts of the UK, we always searched the churches and fellowships in the area, and Wales in comparison to the UK seemed full of ones to explore. When we looked at Mountain ash, there seemed to be churches all over the place. It wasn’t until we got here, that we found google was listing empty buildings and many that had been demolished, even two in Cfenpennar. But lockdown had us searching online services and we soon picked up that in Rhonda Cynon Taff, our area, there were many free churches and we would surely find an alive fellowship.

We didn’t have a car to start, and so decided to go to those in walking distance, and so ended up at the Baptist church in the town. We walked into the warmth of a living fellowship, small in numbers, and an older congregation, but so full of the spirit, we knew that we didn’t need to go any further, we had found our new home!

There was a new pastor, and we met him and his wife and found fellow hearts for the area and bringing people to the Lord. It’s been such an utter relief to be home! Over the past months things are moving on and we’re so thrilled to be part of this, it was something we came home for. They started by blessing the fellowship that was already there, with love and Christmas celebrations, what a beautiful thing to do. We started a children’s club, which had a slow start, and last week we had a prayer breakfast with other churches which rocked my spiritual socks. All the other fellowships are of the same heart for the area, and out of this are coming a walk of witness on Good Friday, evening services, Mothers’ day teas, all sorts of wonderful things. I’m just leaping about with excitement! Only downside, was that while it was brilliant to sing songs we sang in Lymington Baptist church all those years ago, there are some great new ones…

TODAY!

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Happy Christmas!

To all my family and friends, blog followers, facebook groups, and fellow authors.

It’s the biggest birthday of the year and of all time.

In these times, of fear, illness, doubt and people being stubborn about wearing masks, let’s remember God’s grace, and the gift given that we’ve never deserved!

When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

Luke 2, v 17-20


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Kickstart!

Our little house group asked for a kickstart, and this is what we got! We all have an instinctive knowledge of God, but it is at our peril that we ignore him when we opt in or out of belief.Bevere uses an allegory to show just what will happen to us, not only when we die, but on the judgement day. Scary and a real wake up call. It’s there in the Bible, but we all pass it by with complacency.As Christians, believing in Jesus, yes, we do get to heaven, but there is a life accounting to be made. I’m sure that I’m not just loving God for the rewards that Bevere goes on about. After all, you don’t love someone for them to thank you. For me, it’s the being with him. But then again, if something I’ve written or said brings a person to know Jesus, I’d like to know, that would be a reward for me.My first reaction was to yell, help to God, is this true? I’m sorry if I’ve goofed, let‘s start again, I repent. I thought I was in your will. Out walking I began praying in tongues and at work listening to the Bible on the phone, it took a while to find a UK voice! Not that it would make God love me anymore, but to let his word and spirit wash over me and clean and heal me. Was I still his beloved Anna? When I was a new Christian I heard this said behind me and jumped out of my skin!Then I began to consider the peace I had found writing and claimed that I felt this IS his will. He had given me the plots for the books in dreams, and I feel such a peace and contentment in this life now I’m doing it. Especially when creating, I can’t wait for the new day, however mundane.I began to wonder if my not writing, which I started in 1991, if I had kept on, what sort of writer for him I would now be. I have a talent for wrong decisions. Now I’m right and I’m holding on to it.I was also convicted that I needed to be giving Dave more respect, and to stop moaning and grumbling about him in my head, and when I asked Holy spirit, he stopped me (well mostly) we are so happy at the moment, even if not perfect. Both loners together, at this point of my change, I am so happy with him and he seems so too. I am at times aware of how much I do love him and when I’m engulfed in that, I send that feeling of love on to God as well.The other morning, while walking the dog, I was saying to God how do I witness to people in my situation here at the moment, the answer came autobiography, so that will come next year. Something I’ve avoided for years. I feel as if I’m in the calm, centre eye of the storm in his safety. I am in the right place now!Not that there aren’t lessons. Reading Bevere, about being jealous of other’s successes. I am. I must realise these books are Gods, funded by his money. I need to let God market and concentrate on writing his words. But being a perfectionist, I have to go on and on at the words till I feel they are perfect. But he okayed using the book marketing company, so he will use them. It’s his money.The Bevere book also has the best explanation of dying to self I’ve read. It’s the world set of carnal values that are about you, money, politics, ideology, replacing them with Jesus, so these values just don’t mean anything to you. Only God.Lastly healing. I’ve had my diverticulitis, my unbelief due to the symptoms taking over. I believe in speaking to my mountain as I am a born again Christian and believe the power of the risen Christ is in me. So now I say, in the carnal, symptoms you are toast, you are being treated by carnal medicine, and you are healed supernaturally. Illness, you’re pants. As you see or imagine yourself well, that builds hope, increases faith and enables the healing. A recent bug, I said you have a day symptoms, then you are gone, and the next morning they were! My unbelief is shrinking and my faith building, but I have a long way to go.


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Guest Post; Leah Meahl

I am so pleased to introduce Leah Meahl, a Christian author, whose first book is now on pre-release!

The greatest gift that I ever received without even knowing it was my mother’s prayers over me as a baby. I’ve seen the effect they’ve had on my life over the years. One such prayer was that I would be used for the glory of God’s purposes. At this stage of my life, I believe I’m just beginning to scratch the surface of that purpose.

I’m a Yankee girl with the NY accent to prove it, but with the loving hospitality baked in from living most of my life in Greenville, South Carolina. I believe they call us GRITS: Girls Raised In The South.

Though introverted and shy at heart, I’ve grown up with the desire for storytelling. I grew up in church and community theatre and discovered that I have an acting bug with a knack for singing. I got into the writing scene, however, after being enchanted by a teen romance that may or may not have included a vampire. My taste has grown since then, trust me.

When Jesus called to some of His disciples, He said that they would no longer be considered fishermen, but fishers of men. Similarly, I feel that Jesus has called me to no longer be a storyteller, but to be a teller of His stories. Everything I write has His influence, and my desire is for people to see and hear and understand His influence in their life.

My debut novella, The Threshold, is a true testament to God’s grace and guidance in fulfilling the desires of your heart once they’re surrendered to Him. I couldn’t have continued the writing and publishing process without Him.

Speaking of the writing process, when I begin to craft a book, I need to get deep into a daydreaming state. It usually includes talking to myself. Typically, that’s when the idea first arrives. It takes the form of a snip-it or a moment played out in my mind. If I think it’s intriguing, I build a storyline from that moment. Who was involved? How did this moment come about? What’s the result of this moment taking place?

For the most part, I do a lot of pre-thinking and organizing before I start writing, just to make sure this could be a plausible reality. When a good portion of the plot is planned out, I begin writing. You can plan all you want though, but the writing is when the tale begins to truly blossom.

Unlike when I was younger, I read Christian fiction and non-fiction. I love stories with supernatural elements and mystery but having a love interest is a definite must for me. My favorite book is The Shack by Paul M. Young. It’s the only book I’ve read twice which clinches the fact it’s my favorite. I don’t like to reread books because I’d rather use the time to experience something new.

What used to be a strange concept when The Shack first came out, became a beautiful story that moved me to look at my relationship with God with a new perspective. I had to read it again, so that I could retain the deep spiritual truths it held about healing and loss and trusting God in everything. I highly recommend checking it out.

Be encouraged that whatever God has for your life can be accomplished with faith, prayer, and trust. With those fundamentals propelling you forward, all that’s left is to watch and see what God will do.