Showing posts with label Thankful. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thankful. Show all posts

Monday, December 9, 2013

Modern Day Miracles

Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful. (Hebrews 10:23, NKJV)


My family and I have a constant habit of thanking God for giving His angels charge over us and thanking Him that they keep us in all our ways. (Psalm 91:11) Every time it comes to our remembrance, we simply say, "Father, in the name of Jesus, we thank You for giving Your angels charge over us, they keep us in all our ways.” Today, I believe my girls and I witnessed a miracle in our kitchen. 

Saturday, we spent our morning at the local farmer’s market. We purchased various fruits and veges. As part of our homeschooling day today, we chopped fruit and vegetables, talk about fractions, prepared our lunch and dinner, and prepared the remaining food for freezing to be used later in smoothies.






I used my large butcher knife to cut our pineapple for breakfast. I cut off the top, the bottom, and then the outer sides. 


I stuck the knife in the top of the pineapple in order to cut the pineapple off the core. 









When I tried to push the knife into the pineapple, my hand slipped off the handle and onto the blade all the way to the tip. The knife is half as thick as my hand at minimum.








I gasped. My children gasped. My hand really hurt. I froze trying to make a plan of what to do. My (very upset) middle child said, “What do I do? What do I do?” I said, “I don’t know right now."

After a few seconds I decided to survey the damage. I slowly opened my hand and there was no blood. I said thank You Jesus! Keep in mind, the outside of the pineapple is way harder than my skin. The knife had just cut the outer sections of the pineapple. 

Now, what you are about to read will seem so far fetched for some but keep in mind, Jesus said, “Anything is possible if a person believes.” (Mark 9:23, NLT) There was a very distinct white line where the knife had gone down completely across width of the palm of my hand. Before my eyes, I saw the white line turn red, and then I watched almost all of the red line disappear. It was like watching something in a movie. True story. 

I started thanking Jesus! I said, "Thank You Jesus! Thank You Jesus!" 

My girls said, “What?! What?!!” My youngest was fighting back tears and said, “Mommy!! Are you okay??!” I said, “Look what the LORD has done girls!” and I showed them my hand!

Until today, I had never realized how much I really like my right hand and how grateful I am for full use of it! Currently, my hand is tender but by bedtime, I’m sure it will be back to normal. 

My ten year old pointing out 
the slight red mark waiting to heal.



Father! Thank You more now than ever for Your Word being true! Thank You for continually deepening our revelation of Your Word! When we speak what You speak, we are protected, we are saved, we are delivered! Every word we say, MATTERS! Thank You for teaching us the importance of our words, thank You for teaching us the importance of refusing to waver, and to keep our words lined up with Your words to produce life in excessive abundance! Thank You for protecting my hand! Thank You for giving Your angels charge over us, they keep us in all our ways! 



  • Every word of God proves true; He is a shield to those who take refuge in him. (Provers 30:5)
  • I pray that your hearts will be flooded with light so that you can understand the confident hope He has given to those He called—His holy people who are His rich and glorious inheritance. (Ephesians 1:18)
  • The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety. (Psalm 18:2)
  • But I say unto you, that every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgement. (Matthew 12:36)
  • The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it [a]overflows). (John 10:10, AMP)
  • Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful. (Hebrews 10:23, NKJV)
  • For He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. (Psalm 91:11, KJV)


*** Disclaimer: The above middle pictures were staged after the incident to give a visual. The knife in the third picture is slightly turned to show the width of the blade. This picture is slightly different than where my hand slid down the blade.








Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Struggling to Understand

From time to time, I ask friends and family to write a blog post. Enjoy today's post from my oldest daughter, Cortni Mechaney. As an intercessor, she pours out her heart for hurting people like the people in the wake of the Boston Marathon bombing. Please join us in praying for these people, our nation, and our nation's leaders. Mahalo


When I heard about what happened in Boston I struggled to understand. Why? Why do people want to hurt other people? This is something I don't understand and probably never will.

Yesterday, I read about the runners going to give blood. I also read about how the medical responders did such an amazing job. I was reminded to be thankful. Thankful to live in America, thankful for selfless people.

This morning as I read more about the bombings and learned we do not know who did it and nothing is being done but an investigation I became angry. This is America the greatest nation, our people have been attacked, so somebody please do something.

I got in my car to drive to work still frustrated but continuously praying. On the radio, they mentioned the deaths and the injuries. As I fought back the tears, I became overwhelmed with grief. God spoke to me and said, "I am hurting too." I had to think about that for a second. These people are not my friends, they are not my family, they are mere strangers that my heart breaks for. These people are God's friends, they are Gods family.

How much more does He love us than any earthly person?

God's simple statement of "I am hurting too" lets me know we are not alone, not now, and not ever. I pray for those affected by this tragedy, and my faith rises up because I am a child of the One True King.

Cortni Mechaney



John 11:35
Deuteronomy 31:6
Romans 12:15
Galatians 3:26
Ephesians 4:30
Revelation 19:16
Matthew 7:11
John 10:10

Thursday, October 18, 2012

My Stepmother


Is anyone among you suffering? Let him pray. Is anyone cheerful? Let him sing psalms. (James 5:13, NKJV)

I was raised, in part, by my Dad and stepmother, Louise. When I was with them and when I became disappointed over a situation, “LouLou” would put her arms around me, flash me a million dollar smile, bat her huge brown eyes and sing,

“Count your blessings, name them one by one,
Count your blessings, see what God has done!
Cooooooooount your blessings, name them one by one,
Count your many blessings see what God has done!”

Did I mention, she had a very thick Okie accent? She always knew how to make me smile!

I am so thankful she taught me that song and I’m so thankful for those memories because now, when I’m faced with an obstacle, I start singing this song and list all my blessings from God as I recall the look on her face. As I make a mental list of my many blessings, the temptation to be bogged down by the cares of this world fade away quickly and give place to singing psalms.

We would love to hear from you! What does your long list of blessings look like?






Tuesday, October 16, 2012

The Fruit Bowl


One of my daughters recently accepted an invitation to write a guest post for Key Tov Blog. Below is one of her assignments from school. It is a lesson in refusing to be envious.

Therefore, laying aside all malice, all deceit, hypocrisy, envy, and all evil speaking,as newborn babes, desire the pure milk of the word, that you may grow thereby,if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is gracious. (1 Peter 2:1, NKJV)

The Sad Apple
One day a banana was in a fruit bowl. An apple was in the bowl too. While the banana was sitting in the fruit bowl, the apple that was in the bowl with the banana was crying. And the banana said why are you crying? And the apple said I don't like who I am. You don't like who you are?! Said the banana. No. Said the apple. But I like your green color! Said the banana. But the fruit at the store made fun of me! Said the apple. Don't listen to them! Said the banana. Yea I guess they were wrong. Said the apple. You should be happy for what you are. Said the banana. You could have been a smoothie! The End!

She gets her outlook on life from her Daddy, *grin*





Saturday, August 11, 2012

A Kiss for Payment

Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you who belong to Christ Jesus. (1  Thessalonians 5:18, NLT)

Since my girls were babies, in return for me doing something for them or giving them something, I asked them to give me a kiss for payment. It has become our way of saying thank you. 

For example, when they asked for a cup of juice, or when I helped put their shoes on, I'd smile really big and say, "Kiss for payment!"

This morning, I was deep into a pile of work when my youngest handed me a baby doll and said, "Mommy can you please help me with this?" As soon as I heard her little voice say  "Mommy", I stopped everything and gave her my full attention. She was having a problem with her baby doll's dress and needed help untying a knot. After untying the knot, I smiled and said, "Kiss for payment!" That just never gets old!

I love it when they come to me. I stop everything when I hear their voice. Hearing their little voices call me by name is one of the most precious sounds in the world. Then when they smile really big and give me a kiss, I cannot even put it into words. Their thankful hearts is one of my greatest blessings of all. 

How much more, does our Heavenly Father love it when we go to Him?
 (Jeremiah 33:3)
How much more, does our voice make Him stop just to listen to us? 

(1 John 5:14)
How much much more, does He love hearing our voice call Him by name?
 (Romans 10:13)
How much more, does it bless Him to experience our thankful heart?
 (Psalm 103:1)
How much more, does He love to receive a kiss for payment? 
(1 Thessalonians 5:18)