Whispers from My Father: Hearing from My Heart, My Father's Gentle Whispers

By Brown Eagle

Whispers from My Father is a collection of Brown Eagles favorite whispers that she has gathered along her path that were sent from her heavenly Father. Her Father speaks to her heart in a still-small voice through his precious gentle whispers (1 Kings 19:12). Brown Eagle prays that his messages found throughout her writings will give others the same strength, hope, courage, and love that Brown Eagle has found in her relationship with Christ.

• Language: English
• Publisher: WestBow Press
• Release date: Sep 29, 2017
• ISBN: 9781973600138

Brown Eagle

Brown Eagle is a devoted Christian. She has been writing nationally and internationally for over the past 13 years. Brown Eagle shares wisdom through God's precious whispers that she hears from her heart. Brown Eagle is a published author and shares her messages around the country. Brown Eagle's prayer is that her messages will give others the same faith, hope, and love that she has found with Christ.

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WHISPERS

FROM MY

Father

HEARING FROM MY HEART,

MY FATHER’S GENTLE WHISPERS

BROWN EAGLE

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This book is dedicated to my precious children Eryn, Jason, and Jeremy. To my daughter Eryn who has had a huge impact in my life. She has helped shape me into who I am today. To my son Jason for his unconditional love. He has loved me through, no matter what. Jason is completely committed to everyone in our family. To my son Jeremy for the joy and peace he shares. Such a beautiful gift he shares, always at the right times.

Contents

Wounded Footprints

Storms

Words and Reflections

Holding On or Letting Go

Favorite Whispers

Games

Changing and the Healing Begins

Storm Winds of Change

Unity

A Season to Mourn

Prayers

About the Author

Whisper

Wounded Footprints

Rough Travel

You will know that you are on the right path when you meet persecution. (See 2 Timothy 3:12.) You will know that you are on the right path when your path intersects with pain. (See Revelation 21:4.) If you are trying to avoid heart ache, you are on the wrong path. (See Isaiah 61:1.) If you are trying to avoid trouble, it will be the wrong direction also. (See John 16:33.)

Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you, and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of Me (Matthew 5:11). Humbly, Ouch! God never did say that the road would be an easy one to travel. But God did say He would not leave us. He would travel with us through… through the valleys, through the storms, through hardships, through life itself!

You will find Gods road map throughout the Word. If every day of your life is ordained by God, (See Psalm 139:16.) would He not also ordain every step that we would need to take? Whisper: YES!

Seek His will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take.

-Proverbs 3:6 (NLT)

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Worldly No-Sense

The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; He delivers them from all their troubles.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

-Psalm 34:17-18

One is unable to make sense of worldly events. We are not of this world. These things are not spiritual, they are very broken. This is what the Lord needs us for—to reach out to this brokenness with His love. There is much work to be done for our Father! Whisper: Onward, Christian warriors!

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I have faded from memory as if I were dead and have become like a piece of broken pottery.

-Psalm 31:12 GWT

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Worldly Views verses Heavenly Rewards

But many who are first will be last, and many who are last will be first.

-Matthew 19:30

My son came home from work one day needing to share with me what one of the owners of his company had said to him that day. Nice guys always finish last. My first response was that of the natural, At least they finish, but I knew spiritually it went much deeper than this. Whisper: You do not have to finish first to be a winner.

Much of today’s power, prestige, wealth, and leadership is bought or taken at the cost of others. I hear echoes of: it’s a dog eat dog world, the strong overpower the weak, walk over them, whatever the cost, the term: backstabbing. God’s precious whispers teach us in the Beatitudes, (See Matthew 5:3-12.) that position, authority, and money are not important in His kingdom. What matters is faithful obedience from ones heart.

What matters to God is not ones status (position), wealth, heritage, or power, but ones faith and commitment to Christ. (See Romans 1:5 Romans 12: 3 Acts 10: 34-35.) God’s approval should far outweigh human disapproval. "Am I now trying to win the approval of people or of God? Or am I trying to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be the Messiah’s servant (Galatians 1:10 ISV). Eternal rewards are not worth forfeiting for temporary benefits.

Lord, prayers lifted that one day I may be able to repeat the beautiful words spoken from Paul in 2 Timothy 4:7: I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Lord, wisdom has taught me that finishing first is not of importance spiritually, but in how I run in the race. I am learning to run beside the other runners, and to run behind a few, so that we will all cross the narrow finish line together as winners for Christ.

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The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; He delivers them from all their troubles.

The Lord is close to the broken hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

-Psalm 34:17, 18

The Boxing Ring

Take your corners. I am in one corner, and life sits across from me. My Trainer, who is behind me, is trying to loosen me up, Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but Gods (2 Chronicles 20:15). But, by this point I am focused, ignoring any advice as I await the sound of the bell. The bell rings. During round one I find myself in the middle of the ring. Across from me is abuse rejection, and hands and words that hurt and cut deep. An uppercut is thrown at me—loss, loneliness, and fear. This is followed by several straight jabs of lies and shame. Oh my, the pain. My footwork is caught off balance. The only option left is for me to swing. Sadly there is a counterpunch— homelessness, loss, a divorce, a life torn apart. In silence I turn around and I walk away empty-handed. Quietly I return to my corner in the ring. I did not deserve this. Life was so unfair. Tired and wounded, my world now is turned upside down. My trainer wipes away my tears and takes care of my wounds. At this point I find myself worn and at a loss for words.

My Trainer once more tries to speak to me with words I needed to hear. All I could hear was the bell ring for round two. I find myself in the ring once more. Life stands across from me and gives a deadly swing—a crooked right hook to my neck, stage-four neck cancer with two months to live. He kept swinging and swinging to take my voice, but I counterpunched with full chemo and radiation, prayer warriors in place, and God answering the many prayers. Cancer is gone, and the voice for now stays. I return to my corner, physically tired and worn. Cancer did take much from me. My Trainer waits for me. In my corner is a safe place to silently cry inward from so much pain.

The bell rings for round three. By this point I begin to quietly drag myself to the middle of the ring once more. Life is a trusted friend. As I approach the middle of the ring, I am unprepared for the swings to come. I find my footwork now much more unsteady. The friend I trusted makes a right hook. I never saw this coming. A special friend I trusted, took thousands from me. There’s no need for me to swing, it’s gone. It only took a friend with a crooked hook. Life several times has taken from me what was not theirs to take. In silence and pain, I was deceived and left empty-handed. A trusted friend who stole all from me, except for my soul that was left broken. I return to my corner. My head is now bowed down as my heart aches. It wasn’t about losing the money. It was about who had taken it and how. My Trainer waits and sheds tears with me, as I silently sit in my corner and weep.

As my Trainer now prepares me for the next round, He waits, but only silence comes from all of my pain. The bell finally rings for round four. I now am crawling to the middle of the ring. Life is still full of energy and punches to take. Finally I fall on the floor. I roll over, physically, emotionally, and mentally exhausted, and too wounded to move. As I lay there and look up, the countdown begins. Life stands close yelling, Get up. Get up. I have more punches to throw. I lie there with my hands barely opened. Silence finally breaks. My Trainer from the corner roars, Brown Eagle, I have plans to prosper you and to give you hope and a future. I’ve had these plans for you way before you were ever in your mother’s womb. The battle is Mine, not yours. I finally understood. I had a choice I needed to make. Either I could surrender to life or to my Trainer. I could not serve two masters. All along He was trying to speak to me. The fight is Mine. Tag Me. Tag Me. With both hands reaching out, I surrender it all. Life now leaves the ring, running. Whisper: For greater is He that is in me than He that is in this world (1 John 4:4)!

The LORD your God, who is going before you, will fight for you, as He did for

you in Egypt, Before your very eyes,

-Deuteronomy 1:30

Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then… (Ephesians 6: 13-14). Three times in two verses we are told to STAND. Many times the battle belongs to the LORD! Keep God in your corner.

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The Pit

For great is Your love toward me; You have delivered me from the depths of the grave.

-Psalm 86:13

Do you know of someone- a friend, loved one, or even a stranger in the pit? The pit of depression or of despair, the pit of alcohol and or drugs, the pit of bad relationships, the pit of finances, the pit of loss to name just a few? Whatever it may be, the pit knows no difference, holds no limits, or has any restrictions. The pit is one of bondage, fear, suffering, and loneliness, one of defeat. The pit is a place extremely destructive to ones very soul and being.

I’m sure as I do, you hear the echoes of tears falling and the sounds of pain in the winds. Whisper: Have you noticed, the more you try and reach for another in this place, the further down one digs? How can we help someone in this place, when our arm and reach have limits? How can we help them when we are unable any longer to reach them? Even words finally find a