CLASSICAL GUITARIST, JIM GRENINGER
I had no idea what Pleading The Blood of Jesus meant in order to explain it to someone…I just knew it was real; but couldn’t put it into words.
Have you been in a courtroom? I have. When a case comes up before the court; the Plantiff stand on one side and the Defendant stands on the other side and the judge sits at the front on a bench and asks: “How does the defendant plead.” More than likely if you are the defendant you aren’t allowed to even speak for yourself. You have to hire someone to speak for you. The law is supposed to be just but we often hear stories of people who’ve been found guilty of a crime they didn’t commit.
THE BLOOD OF JESUS DOESN’T WORK THAT WAY!
When you wake up everyday…you can’t see it…but the accuser of the brethern who is Satan waots to accuse you and bring harm to you. But you can plead the Blood of Jesus before he even gets started.
Pleading The Blood is like saying: I’m innocent, I’m protected and pass over me right now.
IF THERE IS A CASE AGAINST YOU OR AN ACCUSER COMING FOR YOU…THE BLOOD OF JESUS CANCELS, OVERRIDES AND STOPS IT ALL!
That’s why you hear so many people praising God for the Blood!
You can plead the Blood over almost anything; let’s look at some things:
Health, Your Needs, Spouse, Family members, Parents, Children, Friendships, Bank Accounts, Taxes, Marriages, Cars, Houses, Spiritual matters, Your Ability to understand, Your Prayer Life, Your Business, Your Decision making and the list goes on.
I plead the Blood over my bed every night and I sleep soundly.
YOU’LL SEE A DIFFERENCE:
Financial miracles, Healing, Families healed, less accidents if not totally eliminated, better grades for children, better behavior for children, greater focus for all that you pray for, favor for you, new beginnings.
PLEADING THE BLOOD TO ME IS LIKE I AM USING A SPIRITUAL FORCE: A WEAPON AND I DON’T INTEND TO PUT IT DOWN!
Please make a note of this and put it into practice!
Satan’s Garage Sale
Once upon a time, Satan was having a garage sale. There, standing in little groups were all of his bright, shiny trinkets. Here were tools that make it easy to tear others down for use as stepping stones. And over there were some lenses for magnifying ones own importance, which, if you looked through them the other way, you could also use to belittle others, or even one’s self. Against the wall was the usual assortment of gardening implements guaranteed to help your pride grow by leaps and bounds: the rake of scorn, the shovel of jealousy for digging a pit for your neighbor, the tools of gossip and backbiting, of selfishness and apathy. All of these were pleasing to the eye and came complete with fabulous promises and guarantees of prosperity. Prices, of course, were steep; but not to worry! Free credit was extended to one and all. “Take it home, use it, and you won’t have to pay until later!” old Satan cried, as he hawked his wares.
The visitor, as he browsed, noticed two well worn, non-descript tools standing in one corner. Not being nearly as tempting as the other items, he found it curious that these two tools had price tags higher than any other. When he asked why, Satan just laughed and said, “Well, that’s because I use them so much. If they weren’t so plain looking, people might see them for what they were.” Satan pointed to the two tools, saying, “You see, that one’s Doubt and that one’s Discouragement — and those will work when nothing else will.”
WHEN YOU LOOK IN THE MIRROR…WHO DO YOU SEE? DO YOU REALLY “KNOW” WHO YOU ARE?
I promise to keep this short!
If you’re covered by the Blood of Jesus you need to say so! Don’t hesitate. When people have a prayer crisis; I sometimes want to ask them: “Who are you?” You see whatever the answer is…will tell me why they are in that situation. Even the people of God. Many have lots of scriptural equipment and weapons; but they only want to pull them out at church.
Not knowing who you are or doing what you’re supposed to do; being watchful, praying without ceasing, drawing nigh unto God, tithing and giving offerings unto God. Many people want to skip the last two and just run the risk of asking for an override when a crisis occurs.
WHO AM I?
If someone were to ask me who I am; I’d say:
I’m God’s child and He comes first. I’m Blessed. I’m redeemed of poverty, sickness and spiritual death. I’m in right standing with God. God orders my steps. He is Alpha and Omega! The Spirit if God lives inside of me! I’m surrounded by God’s favor like a shield. I wear a faith shield and it can quench every fiery dart of the wicked one. Whatsoever I bind on earth is bound in heaven and whatsoever I loose on earth is loosed in heaven. It doesn’t matter which way my enemy comes at me because they will flee seven ways. I can do all things through Christ the Anointed One. I’m thankful for His mercy and unmerited favor. I love God with all my heart, all my mind and strength. I’m in Covenant with the true and Living God. I’m an overcomer. I’m the redeemed. I have victory over the devil who by the way is under my feet. I have the power to tread on serpents and scorpions. I’m a believer; I lay hands on the sick and they shall recover. My job is to spread the Good News of the gospel and I do that with joy. I have great peace because I know that God wants His best for me. I hear God and a strangers voice, I won’t follow. I know God’s promises and they are yes and amen. I’m heavenly bound. I’m protected, loved and walking worthily of my vocation. I’m deserving of God’s reward! I’ve earned the right to eat the good of the land. I can go on and on. Think about who you are and start writing it down and saying it!
THE BLOOD OF JESUS SAVED MY SIGHT!
Exodus 12:13, And the blood shall be to you for a token upon the houses where ye are: and when I see the blood, I will pass over you, and the plague shall not be upon you to destroy you, when I smite the land of Egypt.
When I had reached a peak in my walk with God…the devil did something very dangerous! He tried to steal my faith by stealing my eyesight; he had been working on it for many years, but this time truth be told he was making a great run at me.
I had never really read with any glasses, but as I began to delve into faith related books; I noted a horrible change in my vision…it was physical…it was also psychological. I began to buy reading glasses from the Dollar Stores. It wasn’t long before I accumulated eight pairs of glasses. Every time I went to get a pair of glasses I needed a stronger pair. It started off at 1.25 and ended up with 3.75. It had the strength of a magnifying glass. Worse, than that it was a short period of time. Even worse than that I became so totally dependent on them that I could do nothing without these glasses. I needed to reverse this so in my primitive thinking I went to the eye doctor (instead of the Great Physician.) The optometrist explained to me that the cheap reading glasses had literally ruined my eyes and prescribed some more glasses (two pair). All of a sudden I was in bondage to eyeglasses. I was praying, pleading the Blood of Jesus and getting answers to my prayer and was in bondage. My biggest problem was I didn’t know I was in bondage.
I was in church and heard a very powerful message. The message was that with Divine Healing everything is healed; not just the stuff that hurts. Now there’s a revelation that the average believer may deny or not accept.
The following Sunday; I arrived at church early just so I could get a good seat and I got it too. The service started and I reached for a pair of my glasses, any pair and sure enough I didn’t have one pair on me. I panicked and that’s not faith but I did. I just squinted through the service. I thought about my glasses and the seed was planted, I needed to believe God for my eyes to be healed! I didn’t know where to start.
The next morning at Prayer I ran into my friend; a long time prayer warrior. She looked ten years younger and I asked her where her glasses were and she told me that God had spoke to her one day at prayer and told her to go and get another of the prayer warriors to lay hands on her eyes. My friends eyes were healed! I was so happy.
No, you’re probably thinking that I asked who the lady was who laid her hands and with the power of God healed her eyes; right? No, I didn’t…I wasn’t led to do that.
So I began my journey of faith pleading the Blood day in and day out. My eyes were healed immediately; but I didn’t know it. I threw away all of the glasses and then I took one step back for a year and a half. I told all of my friends that my eyes were healed and I began to excessively squint and strain to read without glasses.
The devil sent thoughts like these:
“You can wear glasses when no one’s around.”
” Buy a magnifying glass and keep it in your room.”
“Get yourself some reading glasses.”
Finally, finally, one day I decided to stop squinting; the letters did a powerful thing that day…they got huge. They became big enough for me to see! Almost two years from when I had declared my eyes were healed! See the beauty of it all is that the Blood of Jesus healed my eyes and I just had to receive it by faith. I wasted a lot of time…don’t you.