Bee encouraged

My husband is in the military and over the years we have moved many times. There are so many restrictions on the different rental property that we have lived in as far as what you can do to fix them up. The current house we live in is an exception since our landlord has allowed us to paint and make minor improvements. It really has begun to feel more like a home.

I’ve worked for about a week on painting one of the bedrooms for my daughter Allison. She asked that I paint the walls Navy Blue since that is her favorite color. It has certainly been a challenge for me to work with a darker color because of the having to make several applications and not to mention it is just messy to work with. I was hoping to finish it all in one day but there were still three walls that remained that needed an additional application but I only had just a little bit of paint in the bottom of the can. I thought about it for a minute whether I should go and buy another gallon or not. So before moving forward, I began to pray about it asking God if He would multiply the paint so the job could be completed. I thanked Him in advance for answering my prayer and by faith I poured all that was in the can out into the paint tray. Just by looking at it and if I had to make a guess, I would say it appeared that there was just a little less than two cups of paint. I began to apply the paint to the walls. He really does care about the little things I know because I was able to finish all three walls and still had extra paint remaining in the can. I was so overjoyed that I couldn’t wait to start telling others what The Lord had done for me.

So after I shared my testimony with a few friends, the enemy began to go on attack to try to ruin the blessing. He seems to do that only to discourage the believer and he certainly can’t stand the mention of name of Jesus. I’ve heard it often said that is how you know you’re on the right path if he is attacking you so much. He still hasn’t got you.

Anyhow, I was finishing up the trim work around the edges and had opened up the window for fresh air to come in. All of sudden there comes flying in a huge bee acting so aggressive. I knew if he ever stung me it would hurt badly. We had a gentleman down here in the south that recently died from an attack. With that fear in my mind it certainly got my attention. While the bee was darting all around the room, I began to run outside the bedroom door to safety. I had heard the story of Brother Branham encountering hornets before but I just couldn’t get my faith up because I was so scared. My heart wanted him to fly back out the window but it appeared that he was there to stay. So I went into the other room and got the hornet spray. When I came back he had landed on the floor. As I came into the room I aimed and began to spay right at him. Well, he went crazy flying around the room and so did I. In the chaos I didn’t realize where I was aiming and it was going all over my freshly painted walls. The bee finally flew back out the window and I was truly so thankful for that. I was worried that he would come back and maybe bring a few of his friends because they sometimes will give off a scent and other bees will then follow on attack. Knowing that I quickly ran over to close the window.

After things began to settle, I looked around the room and my heart sank when I saw that the fresh paint begin to drip down the walls onto the floor. I felt so discouraged that the enemy would send such fiery darts like that to ruin all the hard work and especially the blessing I got from the answered prayer. But the still small voice spoke to my heart and encouraged me that there was more blessings to come and for me to take heart because there was plenty of paint left over to do any touch ups that needed to be done. I was so thankful for that. It blessed me more just knowing that God knew that this sort of thing would happen. It really helped my faith. I hear many believers say you always plan extra just for the enemy when he tries to pull something over on us to ruin our day.

I also learned something else that day that the Lord wanted to teach me. It was about the bee that had flown in the window. I saw a man who cuts our grass take a small rag and capture a bee like this and remembered that it flew out of his hands trying to get away from him. He then captured it again and let it outside. I thought what bravery that took him to do that and was surprised it did not sting him. Later after a little research I discovered the bee was a total impostor! Even though he resembled an aggressive hornet the evidence had revealed he nothing more than a “yellow jacket hover fly” or “good news bee.” They don’t even have stingers.

Then it all began to make sense in that moment. The old devil will try to disguise himself into something really mean and scary to get believers all worked up and cause them all kinds of unnecessary messes. We then miss out of the joy of the miracles that God blesses us with. That still small voice spoke to my heart again and reminded me that the enemy’s stinger was taken away from him at Calvary.

Bee encouraged dear friends!

God bless you.

Missy Weyenberg


Hungering for Him

Lately I have had some really incredible experiences with The Lord. Some have really brought me to tears and taught me things while others I’ve rejoiced and shared. I’ve told many of you that after daddy passed away I wanted to do something that would honor him. Not long ago the Lord had put it on my heart to contact a local nursing home and minister to them through my piano music. What I’ve learned is I’m the one who gets the bigger blessing. There is one instance though that really has struck my heart when I saw God moving and touching a woman in a very special way.

When I arrived at the nursing home I walked in and a saw a woman setting alone next to the piano sleeping. They have a wonderful setting area with plush couches and little bird cages and so forth but this little lady chose to go set in this large empty room next to the piano in a terribly uncomfortable chair. As I walked up it startled her and she awoke with a big smile and said, “Oh my, how I have anticipated you coming and I just didn’t want to miss anything!” It moved my heart to know that this time was so special to her. I said “God Bless You” and I then began to get my music out and set it down as we exchanged in a sweet conversation.

It was getting time for lunch and the residence began to make their way into the room where I was playing. As we were enjoying this wonderful time in the Lord, the little lady never moved. The activity director came to her several times and asked if she would like to move to a table so that she could eat. However this sweet little elderly woman chose not to go but instead she asked if she could just set with me a little longer and listen to the music. The director allowed her to do so but was worried that she would be hungry if she did not go find a seat to eat. Just so you know when I set down to play the piano for them it is usually for over an hour with very few breaks. So I knew this little woman was missing her lunch just to be there next to me. They were worried she would be hungry but she no more cared about that than anything. The Lord then spoke to my heart and I knew then He had a teaching moment in store for me.

Jesus had a similar instance that happened to Him in Luke 10:38-42 and His reaction was priceless. “Now as they were traveling along, He entered a village; and a woman named Martha welcomed Him into her home. She had a sister called Mary, who was seated at the Lord’s feet, listening to His word. But Martha was distracted with all her preparations; and she came up to Him and said, “Lord, do You not care that my sister has left me to do all the serving alone? Then tell her to help me.” But the Lord answered and said to her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and bothered about so many things; but only one thing is necessary, for Mary has chosen the good part, which shall not be taken away from her.”

I just think on these wonderful things and how His word comes alive in everyday ordinary instances. In this case with the sweet woman, it was her soul that was being fed and she had found the right table to set at to be filled with more of what His goodness had to offer than what her physical body needed. I had to ask myself some things. What would our worship look like on Sunday if we acted like Martha? What if were found putting ourselves in uncomfortable situations and missing out on temporal things and anticipated what goodness He had in store for us? I think about how it would encourage pastors to see their people filled with such faith, compassion and obedience. I believe it would change things and it certainly does with me.

It was not myself, or my talent rather that she was seeking for entertainment. It was the gift that God provided being put into action by his people for His glory that she was benefiting from to give her the nourishment she needed to bring comfort, healing, and love that would fill her soul for eternity. We as Christians have a special part in His body to carry out His work. We are His hands, feet, eyes and ears. If we use it for to bring self glory then there is a real problem. It is all for His glory and building up His kingdom. I’m so thankful to be part of something so great and yet so simple and I look forward to serving Him all the days of my life.

May God bless you and give you this kind of hungering in your heart.

Missy Weyenberg

Oh Lord, Be Glorified through my weakness

Lord, speak to your servant and show me what you desire is to teach me through this darkness. Tears fall, depression has set it, and my in my flesh I want to run and take the easy road. The legalist says it’s my faith that lacks. But You, Oh God, are my strength and I know You test those whom You love. Your servant Job was the greatest example of a man who did nothing wrong that You allowed the trial to come upon him for Your Glory. Lord, let my desire be that I walk after Your Footsteps to show that I love You as he did. Lord, Be Glorified through my weakness.


I never chose The Lord. He chose me. I never asked to walk with Him but He in his wonderful greatest called me out of my darkness for His purposes. Even now in my weakness I want to run from Him. He wraps me with His loving kindness and gently pulls me back to Him. He speaks sweet peace to me and tells me that I am His own.


He is the giver of blessings. He gave me two children and a husband who loves me. My oldest child was stricken with Type 1 Diabetes and then eight months later had a second diagnosis of Celiac Disease. Believe it or not, Celiac Disease has been the hardest to deal with of the two because the person must be on a Gluten or (Wheat) free diet in order to keep further damage from being done. Guess what. Wheat is found in almost everything possible to eat.


The Bible talks about how Wheat is the greatest of all. It is pure and good for us. It even refers to us being Wheat ourselves. So in my mind how could something so wonderful be so deadly to my child? This is a battlefield that I struggle on.


Is it my faith? Why has her healing not come? Or has it? Do I question God? Do I ask how to deal with this and seek his answer? Do I give Wheat to her anyway and just see what will happen to test God?


I’m depressed. I’m hurting. Going to the grocery store is painful because everywhere I look I see items that parents are buying for their children that mine can’t have. It feels like failure when I walk in the door. And when I do find a Gluten Free Section it is filled with expensive items like a small box of cookies is $6.00 or a single can of Chicken Noodle Soup is $4.95. How can anyone afford this way of living? This is hard.


Wheat though… the purest form would not do harm. Isn’t that strange? Because 200 years ago you never heard of Wheat killing anyone. So I asked The Lord to speak to my heart and show me what I need to learn. How can I apply this to my life and live.


Take Wheat and compare it to our churches today. There is a church on every corner and who so ever desires can go and feed on the words they teach. But a true believer can only be fed by the Words of the Lord. Many churches today have taken The Words of our Lord and injected it and modified it just like the scientist have done with Wheat. What do they both produce? Thousands of times more the congregations than ever before and millions more the yield hat harvest.


But… they are sick. They are sicker now than ever before. Just because of greater the crops doesn’t mean that mean that it is good for you. Am I against our churches you may wonder? No, of course not. The true believer or persons can’t digest either that has been modified or it will kill them. But when I see people eating and feasting and seeming to live just fine and being filled and happy it makes it harder for my walk.


But are they living? Are they being filled with something good for them? No. Instead they are slowly dying and don’t even realize it. There are hundreds of books on the market that are showing true evidence of how bad the “Newly Modified Wheat” has devastating effects on our bodies. Am I one of those against Wheat? No, of course not. But I am against what has been done to it and just as against what has been done to our Lords word that is hurting good meaning fine people.



So, is it my faith? No. She has her healing and God has a so generously provided way to sustain her healthy living but His way is not the easiest road to travel. Even His words say (now this is spiritually speaking but still applies) “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. Matthew 7 13-14


How can I apply it to my life both spiritually and physically? I must choose the more difficult road to travel so that I may find life and have it more abundantly. I must choose His Word in the purest form. I must choose to reject all others that have been modified to some prosperity form of living.

The truth is the Christian walk is rugged and so is doing what it right for your children no matter what others are doing I must press on to the higher calling of life.



“And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” Joshua 24:15


It is worthy to be repeated. As for me and my house, we will serve The Lord. Oh Lord, Be Glorified through my weakness.


May The Lord Bless you.



Missy Weyenberg


This entry was posted on September 12, 2013. 1 Comment

Touch from his Hand

Mondays are always the crazy days especially after taking an out of town weekend get-away. This morning for myself the girls were late getting up and our bags were still unpacked. It became total chaos trying to find shoes and get lunches ready and by the time I dropped them off my stomach was in knots and my nerves were shattered.


I think in those rushed moments is when the enemy moves in to get everyone upset. So after I dropped Andrea off and got back into my van in the peace and quite I could feel The Lord drawing my heart to him in prayer. Sometime when I get that nervous or upset I just don’t know what to say to him much less express how I’m feeling because usually the enemy is right there reminding me of how bad my attitude was previously and how unworthy I am. I tend to start my prayer with all the failures and how everyone else has a much easier cross to carry than I. “Well, if I was her then…. Well, if I had it this way then…” typical things I believe most Christians can honestly say for themselves as well. There is something about that measuring rod that bothers me so I begin to talk it over with The Lord and wanted him to speak to my heart and show me the love that I needed to feel from him even in my shortcomings.


After I arrived back home I could see my little dog happily waiting for me in the front yard and the two cats getting up stretching their legs. I got out of the van and stopped for a moment on the bench to give them a little attention. I started with my big cat “Boo-Boo” then over to loud mouth kitty “Siren” all the while my little dog “Biscuit” who was the most happiest to see me was begging for a little rub. It was so cute to see how they all wanted just a touch from of my hand. Next thing you know they get jealous of each other and “Boo-Boo” who could care less when I came home reaches over reaches over and slaps at Biscuit. I told him “Now, why did you do that? There is enough of me to go around and I love him just the same as you.” Then it hit me that God was speaking to my heart and showing me a valuable lesson.


Each of us no matter what we look like, who we are, where we come from, we all have our own story and we all desire to be loved and touched by the hand of God. There is no bigger “I” or little “you” because his word tells us that he is not a respecter of persons. We are all baptized into the body of Christ and there is certainly enough of him to go around. He knows what each of us needs and even though we can get a little jealous of each other we are still are part of his family and he loves and forgives us just the same.


God Bless You,


In him,


Missy Weyenberg


This entry was posted on August 19, 2013. 2 Comments

The Faith of a Child

It never ceases to amaze me the simple life lessons we can learn from our children. My life lesson came over the weekend while visiting our family in Arkansas. My mother has a dear friend “Sue” that she has worked with for many years. We have grown to know her family as one of ours. Sue has recently had many trials come her way with the recent and unexpected death of her husband “Jerry” during a surgery. These last few months have been very difficult for her to move forward as it would be for anyone with such a loss of someone they have loved.


Each time while visiting home it was always a joy for us to see Sue and Jerry when they would come watch our girls play. But this week would hold something new for when the visit came it was only Sue. Naturally my daughter Allison began to inquire where Mr. Jerry was and why did he not come to see her. Then Sue with tears started to explain that he had to go home to be with Jesus. For a six year old I believe they can understand more about death than we realize even though it is not something I have personally taught a lot about. Then Sue continued to explain in a gentle voice to Allison how she was very sad that Jerry had to leave and then asked if Allison would remember her in prayer sometime when she prayed at night. 


All of a sudden Allison said “Ok!” Then at that very moment instead of waiting she laid her hands upon Sue and began to pray a sweet prayer of faith for her. She asked the Lord for healing and that he would bring Mr. Jerry back to her so that she would be happy again. I can’t remember all the full details of that loving prayer but knew the Lord was listening and my heart became filled with joy. I believe we can all say her actions came as a shock and actually convicting.  How wonderful that through the simple faith of a child so much healing would take place in that moment. I believe the hand of the Lord has reached down and touched this sweet lady to bring her peace that she will remember for a lifetime.


There are several things that I can take from this and apply to my own life. Instead of me putting people in need on a prayer list why not just stop for a moment and give them that precious time. I believe in the power of prayer and I believe the power of healing and this situation reminds me of a quote of Brother Branham that I hold dear to my own heart “And we believe that doctors help people. I believe that God heals by medicine. God heals by surgery. God heals by understanding. God heals by love. Just a little love goes a long way. Let somebody be all upset, and just show them you care for them. See? God heals by love. God heals by prayer. God heals by miracles. God heals by His Word. God heals! Whatever source it is, God heals by it. It’s God that heals, for He said, “I’m the Lord that healeth all thy diseases.”


Let us all take away from this simple act from a child the love that we can share with each other to bring that healing about to all. 


God Bless you.


Missy Weyenberg

Well Done




Let the Word do the talking while your life does the walking.

The Word can be hard to swallow but it’s your job to follow.

You must hold on with all your might to keep standing in the light.

Those trials can really bite but the reward is eternal life.

Sometimes we get put in the fiery furnace just so that God can really change us. 

He gave his life to others so we could be good to one another.

If you really want to live just turn and start to give.

Those battles where meant to build though it feels like they’re going to kill.

Don’t ever leave him neglected or you surely will get corrected.

You can really make a stand by holding to Gods unchanging hand.

We can’t put our trust in man because his life is made of sand.

Take heed to what your taught so your life can be the salt.

We need to make amends to we don’t fall into sin.

We must love one another because it’s pleasing to the Father.

He put his son on a cross to bleed because he knew of our great need.

It’s because of his great love he came down from up above.

He opened up the heavens so we could feast upon his leaven.

But what a thrill after the victory is won and we he says to us “Well Done.”

By: Missy Weyenberg

New Facebook Page

I just wanted you all to know that I opened a new facebook page: More interaction with other readers and inspirationals will follow. It’s in the beginning stages now.

Thank you and God Bless You.

Missy Weyenberg