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Vibee's vision two

Reflections of Freedom!
And the people who held my hand
when I needed it!

DAISY WASHBURN OSBORN

MY TRIBUTE TO DAISY

by MaryAnne Stevenson Thompson

During my one year of Rhema Bible College, in Perth, Western Australia, I was fortunate enough to be introduced to a group of ladies from Adelaide, Australia.
They were promoting a Women's Ministry, and planning a conference in their city that year in 1989, I was invited to come along. The guest speaker was to be Dr. Daisy Washburn Osborn, unknown to me. The title of the conference intrigued me it was "Women, be free!" So I planned to get there.
When I walked into the building little did I know that this was going to be a life-changing experience. The guest speaker, walked onto the platform and delivered a message which I will never forget, she shared of the Love of Jesus, and how He was not condemning me for being female. That there was neither no male or female in Christ Jesus.
Well that may not be any real revelation to any of you reading this. But to me, having been involved in religious teaching and dogmatic leadership, which not only flatly refused to recognise me as prophet/apostle, they also were very patronising about my zeal and fervour for the Lord and the vision He had given me.
I learnt from this dear lady of God, that I didn't have to remain in an abusive relationship, I didn't have to be bound by a marriage that was no longer "a marriage" but a broken house, with no foundation. I was totally liberated, and blessed with the word that truly did make me free. (Jesus said "Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free").
The rest is history and you can visit my home page to find out the result of this life changing conference and the fruit of it.
That was 10 years ago......who was this women of God?
Daisy Osborn, became my mentor, she became my friend, she became my helper, in that she unselfishly gave me material in which to build a ministry to women.
I had in my hands two video schools. (which I believe are still available, and please try to get them from the Osborn Ministry).
{osfo international, box 10, tulsa ok 74102 usa} These two video schools became the foundation of the teaching I offered to women, and the tool that the Holy Spirit used to liberate, motivate and empower us. One very thoroughly expounded the scriptures, and delved into the originally meanings and texts of Pauls Teaching on women and the church. The other was on the life of "Sarah" the wife of Abraham. Unique teaching, that have not grown out of date today. I encourage you to avail yourself to these, or at least some of Daisy Osborns books (there are quite a few available).
She was an international speaker, and yet she profoundly amazed me by her personal communication with me, even today, my eyes fill up with tears when I think about her. She touched my life in a way that will always be dear to me. She has gone to be with the Lord, and sincerely I would like to still have her in my life. Such was her effect on me, and my love for her.
It is an honor to write this short testimony of how Daisy Washburn Osborn touched my heart and life. Her life lives on in me, and in other women and men who have been truly blessed by the truth that she so unselfishly shared with other, enabling it to become their truth also.
I LOVE YOU DAISY!! MaryAnne


"NIGHT ANGEL"
CHACHAM SAYS
GO ANGEL
THE SON HATH SET YOU FREE
AND YOU ARE FREE INDEED

EAGLE SITES

Something that is special to my heart

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for.
and if you dare do dream
of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love,
for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow.
If you have been opened by life's betrayals,
or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!

I want to know if you can sit with pain,
mine or your own without moving to hide it, or fake it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy,
mine or your own.

If you can dance with wildness and let ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful,
be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you're telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself;
If you can hear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can be faithful,
and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day,
and if you can source your life from God's presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine.
and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,
"YES!"

It doesn't interest me to know where you live.
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,
weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done for the children.

It doesn't interest me who you are,
how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself
and if you can truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.


Bruce's Story
I met my wife, MaryAnne on the 8th of March 1997
on a park bench in Fremantle Western Australia.
Within moments
I knew I would spend the rest of my life with her.
Later that evening, we sat together outside a resort
surrounded by fountains and lights
and shared our life's stories.

I could feel the pain in her voice
of having loved a man for 24 years
and found him incapable of love in return.
I sensed the remorse and the loss she felt
over having wasted her life on such a man.
At that time, she had been divorced for over seven years.

Compassion welled up within me
and I began to speak words of comfort to her.
I saw her as completely new.
It was as if she had never been with another man.

Her whole life was before her
and the best was yet to come.
She began to weep as the truth of my words
penetrated her being.

I could see a brand new person emerging.
Now, over two years later,
I see, in reality what I saw that night.
The blossoming of MaryAnne.

Her one desire is to share with all of you the unconditional love
which she has found for herself.
The key that unlocks the door to unlimited freedom!

Bruce Alan


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