by Paula Neal Mooney

I’ve considered writing about watching Joyce Meyer’s Enjoying Everyday Life free videos online like this one called ‘Power Releases Authority’ for some time now but hesitated.

Instead, I put the idea of blogging about watching all these Joyce Meyer Enjoying Everyday Life free videos online on hold, backburning them in my mind in favor of hot, new and highly-searched for shows to watch online like Gossip Girl.






Why did I wait to write about watching Joyce Meyer’s Enjoying Everyday Life?

As my number of readers grew in leaps and bounds, I became more aware that non-believers may be reading these words.

Playing nice, I tended to mix the innocuous with the worldly — then threw a dash of straight-up Gospel in there once in a blue moon.

After all, as I asked myself:

Who are they?

Are they Christians?






Who is Joyce Meyer and how did The Father use her to prevent my death?

Back in 1996, when my friend first hipped me to watching Joyce Meyer as her program aired (back then called Life in the Word) in the mornings on BET, we didn’t even know her name.

We called her “The Lady.”

“Did you catch ‘The Lady’ this morning?” we’d ask one another after we made it to work that day.

We’d go on and on about Joyce Meyer’s honest revelations of being sexually abused by her own father — and other down-to-earth confessions that made her different and more powerful than other Christian speakers.

In the last 11 years, God has used her powerfully to help me thru some rough times — dark periods when I’d drive around town, my eyes feeling like they needed to be propped open by toothpicks as the effects of painkillers, suicidal thoughts and new motherhood sleeplessness could’ve killed me.

I’d pop in a Joyce Meyer tape or CD akin to Are You Too Busy? and somehow feel my soul lifted out of the doldrums of depression that threatened to consume me alive that day.






What does all this have to do with my websites?

Lately, I started to feel like I was stretching a little too far from home base.

Jesus did say things about being in the world, but not of it — so I walked the line, and obviously crossed it — from the signs and wonders I’ve seen lately:

Off and on for years now, I’ve felt Jesus singing Norah Jones’ line, “Come away with Me…”

Am I too much in the world? I’ve asked God again and again. Show me a sign.

A prayer warrior looked me straight in the eyes the other day and said, “God is saying, ‘Come out of the world…Reposition Yourself.’” (I finally bought the book Saturday night after “accidentally” spilling tea on it in Barnes and Noble.)

I had a dream that a mom from my school sent me an email saying that her 6-year-old daughter had found this site to watch her favorite cartoon, but afterward a bad movie came on…

Yikes! Thoughts of Matthew 18:6 circled my mind: “It will be terrible for people who cause even one of my little followers to sin. Those people would be better off thrown into the deepest part of the ocean with a heavy stone tied around their necks!“

Nancy Leigh DeMoss spoke a powerful word about repentance and Brokenness: The Heart God Revives (Revive Our Hearts) this morning that cut to the marrow of my soul: “Nevertheless I have somewhat against thee, because thou hast left thy first love. Remember therefore from whence thou art fallen, and repent, and do the first works; or else I will come unto thee quickly, and will remove thy candlestick out of his place, except thou repent.”

So I gave up on all the excuses and faulty logic that doesn’t fly with God — like “People should police their own children,” yada yada yada…

I deleted a few open doors and windows to the devil that J. Moss sings about in the ‘Livin’ 4′ song I’ve listened to a lot lately.

And I decided to write this post — the world be saved.

I know enough to realize that the Lord demands actions from me so that He knows I’m taking his correction seriously. That this is my more-than-blithe attempt to get back to Him, and our time together of listening to XM 33:The Spirit and chilling out watching Bishop T.D. Jakes and such, instead of racing around town flipping thru CNN, ABC News, The Tom Joyner Morning Show, Warren Ballentine and E to catch the latest-breaking news to blog about…






The $40,000 reward that Jehovah Jireh gave last time I repented…

So God is faithful.

I know that deleting blog posts and products that could’ve made me more money were just ill gotten gain. Will He lead me to delete more? God give me strength to do Your will alone…

And what He gives me in return is always better. Like peace of mind — and less nightmares.

Like back in 2000, when I’d self-published a racy novel that I was trying to sell. My mom had died unexpectedly and I’d finally come to church and knelt on the altar and basically told Jesus that I really need Him.

We were also trying to sell our house in Ohio, with no serious takers up till that point.

On Saturday, April 22, 2000, the dream giver (Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams…) gave me the nightmare of my life back then — around 2 a.m. the day of my 31st birthday — during which Satan smiled at me because I was doing evil work for him.

That Monday — Easter Monday, as it were — when we returned to Ohio, I tossed away all the copies of the book left over. That same week we got an offer and sold our Ohio home, enabling us to move to Paradise Valley in Fairfield, California.

There we were able to buy the actual house pictured above for $320,000 — then flip it for $360,000 a little over a year later, granting us a blessed $40,000-plus profit.

I know God rewarded me for obedience. After all, He says that obedience is better than sacrifice.






What’s next for the blogs?

Who knows. The Lord of Hosts is a wild one.

He’s Wild at Heart, like the aptly titled book I’m finally finding the time to read now.

I may post tomorrow. I may delete this website tomorrow. He alone knows.

Kind of a scary thought, seeing as though He’s had me rearrange some things financially that worldly logic would dictate the necessity to grab every advertising dollar I can. Yet He gives it all back a thousand fold…

But I’m delighting in Him right now. Ranting at Him other days. Drawing near to Him, because He promises He’ll draw near to me when I do.

And I’m holding on to another dream I had last night:

I’d collapsed on the couch, back in a new apartment or hotel, wondering if I should put up the link on my blog to my recent appearance on The Oprah Show.

Your will be done, Daddy. Your will be done…