Sunday, January 11, 2015

The Treasure of the Last Days, Reflections of 2014

“But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the Excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.” 2Cor.4:7

God in his infinite wisdom is so great and so powerful, allowed me to be a part of what He was doing in my brother, Bryan’s life. He was diagnosed with cancer two years prior to his passing on August 25, 2014 and although God didn't answer my prayer the way I wanted him too, I know that Bryan was saved and is with the Lord in heaven.

The Lord had given Pastor Neva a word in the form of a vision for his mother a few months before he passed away. In this word, she has a vision of a beautifully crafted, antique hope, chess, which the owner had meticulously restored so that it’s value far exceeded the worth of the treasure in it, and it was full of treasures. The kind that women kept as dowries before they went off to be married. And in this hope chess was filled all types of beautiful, rich and precious stones; diamonds and rubies and great pearls.

Bryan was “that” hope chess and God had fully restored him over the last two years of his life to his full, divine potential and calling. He was witnessing, leading a men group, telling everyone who he came in contact with about the Lord, all while going through cancer. God had allowed his mother to witness this transformation and she would be able to open that treasure chest and remember all the beautiful things that God has done in Bryan’s life before he went on to be with Lord.

 Like meeting and seeing his 11 year old daughter for the very first time; and spending quality time getting to know her before he death; almost as if he knew something we would not dare to speak; but instinctively, knew.
Trimity (Bryan's Daughter)

Bryan and I grew up together in the same house and were all raised together. We were more than first cousins, but best friends; he was my brother. I am an only child, and the daughter his mother never had. Bryan was my champion. He loved food, and he liked to spar and fight, and he loved to talk and debate. He could have been a professional fighter. He was that good. He was quick on his feet and with his hands and he was country strong.

(L-R) Sandra, Jay, Vonita, Tyress  Bryan
So right about the time we started high school, we moved into our first new three bedroom house and all the brothers were deciding which room they wanted and who they would share a room with. They were told I was moving in and my room had already been picked they were quite upset and kept asking why is Nita getting her own room. My aunt said because she’s a girl. They got madder. But Bryan would argue back and tell the brothers, she getting a room because mama said so and start laughing.

When the brothers started getting in trouble Bryan was the disciplinary in the house. He would ask if my aunt if she wanted him to whip them for her. And then he would get in their face and start laughing. They would get so made. Sometimes they would all be fighting. Bryan was the smallest in size but he would take them all on. So all throughout the neighborhood, on the playground and at school they nick named him  "The Brunt"  he was the main force or impact, in our life and family.

We did everything together. We go saved together. Bryan would preach on the school bus going to school. I would sing and pray. If they argued with him he would laugh and tell them that’s why they going to hell and they had better get saved. Many souls were converted on the bus.

Later, he talked me and the oldest brother Ron to get into the navy with him. We hid from that recruiter for weeks after passing all the test including the physical. Bryan ended up going by himself on that one and we laughed about it later.
There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that Bryan did not make it to heaven. He is resting from all his labor in the arms of Jesus.

I thank God for the treasure of being able to witness Bryan being restored and reconciled him back to the Lord.  He left here more fulfilled in the purposes and plan of God than ever. Poured himself out as a drink offering to the Lord by serving in His last 5 years with Pastor Gee, and I am forever grateful that God allowed me to witness that. 

To my family, I say” be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed; for the Lord thy God for God is with thee withersoever thou goest. (Joshua 1:9)

Bryan was a precious gift to us in Gods Treasure Box.

Be Blessed
Vonita B

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Sunday, January 4, 2015

Prayer & Fasting, Peace & Blessings Reflections of 2014

Hello Mighty Prayer Warriors,

It's hard to believe that it's been a year since our last post. We were faced with many changes and challenges in 2014, but God who is faithful brought us through it all.

As I read some of the old post and podcast I began to reflect on the Prayerwall page and many of the personal and group prayer request and marveled at how God answered many, if not all of our prayer request.

Last year this time my pastor, Neva Lema,(Restoration City Church) was rushed to the hospital and after arriving, within minutes was placed on life support for a punctured  and severely infected intestines. She had been back and forth to the doctors and complaining about not feeling well for three months. It was a miracle that she went to the hospital emergency room when she did. The doctors later said had she not come in when she did she would have died within hours.

She remained on life support and in intensive care for five days, when the doctors told us to gather her family because they had done all they could do; but God said not so. We gathered the family, called all the church members and began to bombard heaven as she lay there unaware of anything that was going on. Her family, who depended on her for spiritual, moral and emotional support was beside themselves to say the least.

I happened to be in the hospital that cold Thursday night, (not really, since I don't believe in happenstance? I was on a divine appointment  when one of the young doctors assigned to her case came through the hospital doors with that cold, sanitary, hospital look of doom and gloom to tell her husband, son, sister and grandson that it didn't look good. A younger person would not have been able to stand the trauma that her body had endured, the fact that she was a senior, with a generic bone disease, who stood about four feet tall, who was already frail and had got down to 68 pounds was probably not going to make it.

Pastor Neva (center)
 Before the doctor could get the words out of his mouth, her son began to sob and break down, but the Holy One in me, the one who knows that God is not Dead but He's is alive, and He is roaring like a Lion, stood up within me at that very moment and looked that doctor square in his eye and said, you don't know my pastor and you don't know our God. She may look frail but you don't know her resolve; she is resilient. I told that doctor to do everything in his power to save her life and my God would do the rest. And God did just that.

A few weeks later she was released from  ICU and transferred to another hospital for follow-up care, and from there to a convalescent home for a few weeks of rehabilitation and then home. The only difference this time is she would be going home with a colostomy bag. Something the doctors said  may take years for her body to adjust to because they were sure her body could not stand another traumatic surgery to reverse it. She was back at church and preached her first sermon three months later. Still weak but stronger in her faith than she'd ever been before but glad to be alive.

If you ask her where was God when she was laying in the hospital bed between life and death, she will tell you God was there all the time. Praise God, He did it again!

Be Blessed
Vonita B

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Thursday, February 20, 2014

It's the Time2PUSH Remix Relaunch

Hello Prayer Warriors,

Join us for the time2push/biblenthehood relaunch at our new time 12:30 to 1:00 pm (pst)  Mon-Fri beginning February 3, 2014 and the Noonday School
of Prayer with Mother Nora Love, hosted by yours truly Vonita Brown.

We're back and better than ever. We have a new word a sure word from the Lord to occupy until he comes. 

We're also featuring a segment on Friday's called the Friday afternoon PUSH, Pray Pause Break now on

The call number is still the same only the time has changed  (559)726-1200 access code 523740# 

Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. Psalm 42:8

Looking forward to meeting you on the prayerline at lunchtime:)

Friday, November 8, 2013

Privileged to Pray

Listen to today's Call to PUSH
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All throughout scripture we are commanded to pray ye one for another and to pray without ceasing. But how many of us know that it is a privilege to pray not a chore? 
It's something we get to do to change the course not only of our lives but of history.  

Listen in on today's call and you will understand, what a privilege it is to pray.

Friday, November 1, 2013

Work it Out- Day 11

Listen to today's Call to PUSH
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Do you every by word or deed seek to hurt someone? Do you gossip? 

Do you speak  unkindly concerning people when they are not present? Do you carry prejudice against true Christians because they are of some different group than yours, or because they do not see everything exactly like you? 

Listen to today call to PUSH and read Phillippians 2:12-15

Thursday, October 31, 2013

I'm Coming Out Testimonies

Listen to today's Call to PUSH
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Today we remember and call out the names of those on the prayer wall in need of healing. We stand and believe God with you for your healing. 

But He was wounded for our transgressions,  he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him and with His stripes we are Healed. Isaiah 53:5

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Living for Christ- Day 10

Listen to today's Call to PUSH
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Are you taken up with the cares of this life? Is your conversation or heart joyful over things rather than the Lord and His Word? 

Does anything mean more to you than living for and pleasing God? There's a cure for that in the Word of God found in Philippians 1:20-21

The cares of this often come in to choke out the Word of God. Especially during this final quarter of the year. It's easy to look at commercials and think about all the things you wish you had. 

Lets make this a season of truly giving and a time to remember those who are truly less fortunate than we are. A very dear friend of mine, whom I met ministering to people on the streets in the heart of downtown Los Angeles is doing just that. 

Sister Miriam and her husband have started a new ministry and are in need of support. Things like blankets and socks as they minister to those who are living on the street. A warm cup of noodles goes a long way on a cold night living on the street. 

We want to be a blessing to them this season by not only praying but sending donations of any amount to them at:

Radical Remnants For Christ Ministries
506 San Pedro
Los Angeles, CA 90013

We war, we win, we PUSH!