Author Daneille Snowden

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When I was 7 years old I was born again! Five years later, the Lord filled me with His Holy Spirit and called me out to serve in full time service in the ministry. My heart is missions and a longing to love people into God's Kingdom.
I love to teach God's Word, pray with people and write. 
Soon, we are hoping our Jesus opens amazing doors to walk into mission endeavors.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

How We Present Our Children to Others

The Snowden Kids
The power of the tongue can persuade, deceive, enlighten, encourage and much more. Perhaps that is why God gave us one!
Our Mighty Maker also gave us another powerful instrument as well and that is our children.
When my first born, who is now going on 19 in less than a month, was born; my heart was bubbling over with love and joy. I was proud of my boy! Why? Because he was MINE! To me, he was perfect, he could do nothing wrong but only bring me joy.
Then he grew! Any mom and dad out there can see where I am going here?  I would find candy wrappers hidden in his room or step on ragged edged Lego's (when he was told to put them away) and then he ask; "Why?" when I would tell him to do something. That perfect child that brought me so much joy, began bringing me more...heart brake, frustration and disappointment. My love for him never changed, but my 'outlook' altered. ?
Glad the Heavenly Father never changes His outlook on me...though I know I must disappoint Him too, many times.
Today, I heard my son say something that struck my heart  deeply, he said that he was criticized in front of his friends and now they are showing him great disrespect.
When a parent puts his or her child down in front of others (needless to say anytime) will then result in greater harm that will imprint the deepest hurt and damage into the heart of our children. In turn, this will cause a domino affect of relationships being forever damaged, low self-esteem and how even our  children will treat others; including their own.
All because of our tongues; which could be a wonderful instrument when God is in control. Yet, the flesh takes over...and 'slash' the knife cuts the heart, over and over again.
I know that I have been flippant on how I talk to or about my son to others, including his friends. I may be upset he didn't help like I needed him to around the house, or just being 'up-to-par' to my standards of 'my' child. So, I let grace just take wings and allow the flesh to drive. Resulting in my son hurting, not just with me or my husband; but then others I shared in turn disrespect him.
Sad isn't it! I have seen first hand how when a child does grow up to be a husband, then a father;  still battle the pain of being disrespected by the ones he 'loved-the-best.'  This can be detrimental to so many; frankly for generations.
I had a girl friend when I was in my teen years. She was a wonderful girl. Her mother on the other hand hurt her by constantly putting her down, in front of me and fellow family members. She didn't complement or encourage her at all. My friend tried so hard to please her mother, yet to know avail. She was a very sad young woman.
Today, I personally sent letters to some friends and loved ones I feel I have presented my son disrespectfully to. I asked for their forgiveness, but mostly to let them know I was WRONG. I asked them in turn to respect my dear son who indeed is a great young man of God. I will go on to say; he is generous beyond measure, compassionate, loves His God and His family, hard working and the list goes on.
Taking time to let our children know how much we appreciate them for just anything will lift their spirits. Cause them in turn to respect us.  My girl friend had no respect for her mother, who was even a minister. Even then, I use to say to her; "Respect reaps respect and it should come from the parent first." To be fare, I don't criticize my son hardly; I edify more so. But, just the little bit I did, caused him to be hurt by me through his friends who were affected by my words of strife.
Parents; I know this was long...but I ask you to pray about this. Take my testimony and apply it to your relationship with your precious children.
In the end, I want to know my kids knew I loved them and respected them and also that they had the utmost respect for me.
Goodness, I can say that easily about my godly mother and father who raised me with so much grace and edification. Someone once told me I was spoiled. Yes, I parents who never put me down but lifted me up. Parents who I have the 'utmost' respect for to this day!
My Father: Rev. Paul Gray (on his 80th b-day)
Can't you just see how sweet he did I ever get to be so blessed to be his daughter; I shall never know?

Friday, October 22, 2010

To Complain in Low Mumbling Tones

Ouch! A term that I can most defiantly identify with, as well as everyone who has ever lived can too! MURMURING!
Philippians 2:14 "Do all things without murmurings and disputings:" [KJ] The American Standard even said; "Do all things without murmurings and questionings:" still yet another says; "without protests and arguments:"
Today, when I asked my young daughter to do an unpopular chore, I heard the quiet murmur. I will have to tell you that it actually hurt me. It deeply affected my spirit, then my mood. I had to ask God to give me His grace for the moment. Then He graciously prompted me how familiar He is with this emotion as well. The emotion of being hurt and grieved how His own children complain constantly about almost everything.
Major conviction there! My mind did a quick re-play on  just a few of the moments I have murmured to myelf (and others). If God would play the dvd of my life just on my murmuring moments it would fill up my computers capacity! Sad too...cause each time never helped me, but hurt HIM.
This is of course is beside the fact how our protests and questionings hurt others and the Kingdom of God as a whole.
Ask God to prompt you when the murmurs and disputings seem to gush out of your spirit through your mouth. "Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks" [Luke 6:45]. We don't want this anger, distrust and selfishness to be in our heart anyways.
I know I could and maybe should go deeper. Presently, I ask you to pray with me--"Lord Jesus, I ask for Your forgiveness right now...I am sorry for my selfish heart, for not trusting you and allowing anger to rule my life. I am so sorry for complaining about doing all you have told me to do. In Your Name I pray-Amen."
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Thursday, October 14, 2010


I am sitting here tonight in total consecration; with prayer and meditation in the Word of God. Why? I just received a phone call that my 12 year old nephew Kaleb,  just had a stroke and is being taken to the Kansas City Children's Hospital.
It is painfully so sad that it takes a tragedy such as this to cause our entire being to be in absolute postulation towards our God. When, all the time every few seconds souls are being whisked away to an eternal Hell! In response the CHURCH should be crying before the Throne as well.
I am presently praying for my sister who accompanied her son in the ambulance. Her heart being ripped apart...her baby is suffering. I can hear her just crying out to God.
I can see Kaleb's pretty blue eyes full of tears wondering what is happening to him.
Jesus, I ask you right now-please heal my nephew. Comfort and strengthen my sister and her husband and protect their baby girl. I pray they will come to you with all their hearts...send the WORD to them right now. Use your WORD to do what it does best-saves, delivers and heals!
In Your Name I ask-Amen!
Psalm 107:20 He sent his word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions. (KJV)

20 … He sent out His word, and it healed, and from their corruptions it freed! (Fenton)

Proverbs 4:22For they (His Words) are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh. (KJV)
Thank You reader for allowing me to share my heart with you on such a personal note. I appreciate your prayers!

UP-DATE: Kaleb was sent home. Amazingly he started talking and then regained movement. The neurologist found a clear MRI. We are still believing for a complete healing. Readers, thank you for praying!