More on ‘The Right Way’… but first

March 3, 2012 § Leave a comment

Hi gang,

Well! I hope you have all had a good week. If you have had food to eat, clothes to wear and a place to sleep you have had a truly blessed week.

Mens breakfast:

What a start to the weekend, what a breakfast, what a word!

This morning saw the men of City Praise Centre, Gravesend, doing life together by gathering at a chosen beefeater for a mens breakfast. Not the first time and it most certainly won’t be the last. We normally have an attendance of around the eighteen to twenty-two/three mark. Our highest that I can remember, is about thirty-two. Today though was special, our pastor, whom I will refer to as Tom, had a special word for us and to go with this the Lord brought along fifty men, wow! Go Jesus, go Jesus, go!

The bonding was great as usual, sitting with at least one person you have not spoken to before and getting to learn a little bit about them. That does not always happen. Sometimes some of us get wrapped up in our own little friends world, me included, and just don’t want to reach out, but there was something different about today.

Breakfast finished, for most that is, there is always the odd bit cutlery clattering in the background. Tom stood up to bring us the word that he had for the men. Lo and behold! An elderly couple came into the restaurant through the french doors at the far side of the building leading in from part of the car park. I could not hear what the lady said but that was really irrelevant, most of the men just heard Tom retort ‘I don’t work here’. As you can imagine all those expectant mighty macho men roared like the lions they are into a rib tickling, gut busting laughter, to the very slight embarrassment of the gentleman’s wife I believe. Eventually recomposed, Tom and the message got underway.


Ezekiel 22:30 “I looked for a man to stand in the gap” There was the crux of the message. Stand in the gap for the Lord and bring the word of God to His house, His children, His lost children. Brother fellow-men, be there for them, support them in times of hardship in the spiritual sense of the word. Mentor them if they are new to the fold. Let them see the six core values in you.


FAITH,                                                                                                                                                            EXCELLENCE,                                                                                                                                                DEVOTION,                                                                                                                                                        STRENGTH                                                                                                                                                         HONOUR                                                                                                                                                      CHARACTER

Pray to God and ask Him to lay on your heart, the names of at least six or more people who He wants you to be a trusted brother to.


There are three key habits that as MEN OF THE HOUSE we need to adopt.

They are:

          Let them see the word of God manifested within you by what comes out of your mouth. Partner with them. Start a new focus group and invite them along to listen to pre recorded DVDs as part of a set programme.

Attend the house of God regularly so that they can see your FAITH shine, your DEVOTION to the house, the bride of                                 Christ and your HONOUR to God. Let them see your EXCELLENCE in the word of God, your spiritual STRENGTH and your CHARACTER that has been built within you by the impact of Gods word on your life.

          Pray for your church daily, pray for the anointing of God upon your church. Bolster your six brothers up in prayer every day. Pray to God to give you the strength to allow Him to bring forth the anointing that is within you. To be the Jesus that He wants you to be for His children that do not yet know Him.
          It is not word for word as Tom gave it to us this morning, but the message is the same.
Come and join us at our church and be one of the MEN OF THE HOUSE. 
This is just part of what Tom, along with other members of our church have been talking about and praying for, to bring the men of our church inline with the word of God and make them stronger so that they can ‘stand in the gap’ for the Lord.
Don’t forget, we will now as MEN OF THE HOUSE meet every first saturday of the month and be brothers together over a high cholesterol breakfast. Amen
Another diversion then onto ‘The Right Way’
Book jacket for The Right Way by Robert O Russell
          Well, this is a slight diversion but not entirely. There is at this moment on                       a giveaway. If you know what a blog is you will probably be familiar with the term giveaway.
 It started at 8am this morning and has been sent out internationally so I have been informed. If you would like to enter to try to win a free copy, go to the above website and log in.
As the author, I have put up one book as a prize for the best post received by the host, and is worthy of first place in her opinion at the end of the giveaway run time, which I believe is two weeks from today.
 Chapter 3-Purgatory
          This was without any doubt the hardest chapter to write. It was only after I started to write that I realised, I had not managed to put this episode of my life behind me as I thought I had. All I had managed to do over the years was to bury it and bury it deeply, so I thought.
          Because God called me to write this book, I soon realised that I could not just skimp over this chapter, and I was not allowed to either. I relived many parts of it many times over the few weeks that it took to finalize, and my fiance on many occasions cradled me in her arms as the tears flowed and flowed and flowed. I came to a point where I just could not cry any more. Periods of sobbing over many days had literally cried the pain and heartache away, and in the end I knew that God had healed me from this vile act that men and women use to gain pleasure from innocent and vulnerable young children.
          Now freed from guilt from letting this happen I was ready to move on with the book. Oh no! Not yet, God was not finished yet. When God cleanses you He really cleanses you. I had to accept that I had to forgive myself before I could forgive the perpetrator, only then could God begin to rebuild me in that area of my life.
          I knew when God had cleansed me fully though because I just sat down and typed out the whole episode of what happened and not a tear was shed from my eyes, not a pain went through my heart, and I even felt compassion towards the perpetrator. Although I am totally comfortable with the memory now, I will not name names as the memory for those who loved him would be soiled for no reason.
          A scary time of my young life, yes without any doubt whatsoever. A worrying time when I got older, you bet. As I approached my fifties I was scared inside that I would actually start to abuse, but praise God that period of inner pain passed after about two years or so. I cannot fully remember because as God heals and cleanses, the dirt and rubbish is cleared away and you really cannot remember with any clarity, because it is not buried it is gone.
But there will be times when I know that God will give those thoughts back to me for a specific purpose for His glory.
What if:
          What if I did not know God, what if I was an ordinary kid with no dad, a mum who was not there for me as a mum should be.
Where would I be now. I don’t know really, and it is not a very appealing idea having to think about it. However I will as I feel that the Holy Spirit wants me to delve into the other side of things.
          Pornography I had never been into in any form, it just made me sick to my stomach which in hindsight was a blessing. Who in their right mind would want to look at pictures of young children being made to perform indecent sexual acts. But this is a road that I could easily have gone down, if God had not been at my side. The thought of having to be totally intimate with another male is inconceivable in my mind, but it could have happened. Thinking about things as I write, I am so grateful to God for taking my biological father home, otherwise things would have been so different. Yes, God is my father and I am a child of God.
          I wonder now what torment the perpetrator actually went through, did he suffer when he was a child. This sickening lifestyle is an abomination unto God and cannot be treated lightly. It needs constant prayer for the protection of young girls and boys. It also need prayer for the perpetrators as well, for they are not perverts they are ill. They have inside them an evil spirit the spirit of perversion, and this desperately needs to be prayed against, in the mighty name of Jesus of Nazareth.
May God bless you and your families throughout the coming week.
Look out for Poets Corner… coming soon.
Meanwhile, stay good – you know you should, and if you tried you know you could.

And yes there’s more

February 26, 2012 § Leave a comment

Hi there,

Another week gone by, where does the time go to. I used to think when I was younger that older people sometimes spoke a lot of rubbish, especially with some of the old wives tales that used to be prevalent at that time. I remember hearing many times the words, time goes much faster when you get older, so make the most of your time while you are young.

I used to get fed up with time when I was young, sometimes a week would seem like a lifetime. Funny how things change. Now I wish there were more hours in a day, more days in a week and that the weekends were longer.

Because time seems to pass by so quickly makes me think did I, or do we do things the right way. This brings me to my blog update for the next few weeks. Having recently written an autobiography called ‘The Right Way’ I have decided to examine different sections of the book. To look at what could have happened if I had done things differently. What do I really mean by ‘The Right Way’ and is the right way the correct way.

Join in with me as the weeks progress, leave a comment, do you agree or disagree.

Week 4, Blog 4 ‘The Right Way’

So is ‘The Right Way’ right or wrong. In a nutshell it depends on  what you want out of life. Do you want a good life, one which is full of love, happiness, joy and salvation then yes it is the right way. On the other hand if you enjoy torment, vulnerability, uncertainty and sadness. The idea of being used to hurt and deceive others, then yes this may be the right way for you. But it is the wrong way to go.

I can say the above through experience in many areas of life which are open to us if we do not want to follow Jesus.

Let me delve further into my younger years as mentioned in my book ‘The Right Way’. The amniotic membrane that was over my head is said to have spiritual significance when birthed in that way. If it did or not I had no idea and it has meant absolutely nothing to me for the last fifty nine years. Now though two and a half years after writing ‘The Right Way’ I have had time to reflect on what I wrote and of course what has happened since. It makes me wonder where I would have been if I had followed the correct path that God had planned for my life all that time. For me I know now that things could have been very different spiritually, I would not have been in some of the dark situations that I have encountered from time to time.

I cannot say with any certainty what would have happened in my life for only God knows that answer. All I can say is that I am at this moment in my life very happy, content, a work in progress where the Lord is concerned but I know I am going ‘The Right Way’

What about the other way, what could have happened. Well, for a start if things had carried on where motoring convictions were concerned I would have probably have ended up in prison. Married women, if that had carried on I would not like to think what may have happened. I was once threatened with having my throat cut from one ear to the other just for talking to a man’s wife and someone else getting the wrong idea and talking out of turn.

That episode in itself taught me to mind my own business, it didn’t make any difference at the time but I did know. The incident with the coach, if the Lord had not had His hand on my life and my foot had just squeezed a further two MPH out of the engine I could well have been looking at a very long manslaughter sentence. Now is any of this what a well balanced person want for there life, the answer is no and because we would be off balance with our weight of sin brought about by allowing the enemy to be in charge of our lives.

Although I have had visions and revelations over the past six years that I have been back with the Lord, some of the visions over the last two and a half years have been really breath taking. In the main they are to do with the growth of our church but at times they are for an individual within our home connect group. I even get visions for my wife which just cements for me what God laid on my heart when we first met, that we really are soul mates.

Join me next week when I will expand on another section of my book ‘The Right Way’

Meanwhile, stay good-you know you should, and if you tried you know you could.

God bless


Another week with blessings

February 19, 2012 § Leave a comment


Nice to see you here again, thank you for continually dropping in for a catch up. Now I wonder which one you are waiting to hear about first, the shower or the poem. If I was in your shoes I would really like to read the poem first, that’s why I will tell you about the shower. Is that a Grrrr I can hear, all good things come to those who wait.

Ok! I will recap a few words just to refresh the area where beer cannot reach.

It is not unusual for me to talk to the Lord when in the shower, and often also where the Lord may lay something on my heart.

Why the shower? Well, it is to do with the water. Running waters have a very spiritual significance, and personally I have always found that I feel more at one with God when under running water than anywhere else. I feel His very presence on many occasions. It was in the shower that I learnt to be very careful what I ask God for even in jest. Water is pure (normally) and when I have a great time with the Lord I can come out of the shower on a spiritual high. Water is cleansing and I feel that I am washed clean not just bodily but spiritually as well. I was once given a vision that became a poem, where I was sitting beside Jesus at a pool in a heavenly garden and we were holding hands and just talking. Close by was a waterfall and the peace abounding due to the cascading water was amazing. This still holds for me when I am in the shower, and I have no reason to believe that it will ever change.

Now you know the significance of water for me in the shower.

A Poem from God

A poem that God gave to me the day after my mother’s funeral, had such an impact on me and my life to come. It is fairly common knowledge that when we lose a loved one whom we hold dear, it can take many years, normally about three, for us to progress through the grieving process to the point where we can fully accept the loss and move on without any feelings of guilt, remorse or other as this is a process which is different for many of us. This poem for me was powerful, as through it, God allowed me to do a complete grieving process from start to finish, I don’t know why but all tears, sadness, loss, regret etc, were replaced by joy as He allowed me to see and understand that my mother’s death was not pointless, and that it was the next step to eternal life, for which all Christians strive. I also felt and still feel that God knows I will follow what I feel He has placed on my heart, and use the poem and experience for the benefit of others who may be suffering in some way, where this account may bring them comfort at a much-needed time in their lives. Put together with the vision that I had in the shower which I spoke about last week, I would say without a doubt that this is the most profound experience that I have had for myself from God.

Here is the poem that was given to me by God.

With Jesus (Given by God at death)

Clouded eyes although they are green,

Most wonderful send off I have ever seen,

Flowers not many you said in your bed,

I do love them now but no good when I’m dead,

We honoured your wish and flowers were few,

Just two on the coffin as I sat in my pew,

The service was short both loving and kind,

To honour a life you have left behind.

A lady of honour and passion and pride,

Backbone of her life she did never hide,

It was Father God in heaven above,

That lived in her body that radiated such love.

At peace with no pain she does rest at last,

A life of great love that’s finished and passed,

But this is not true for her love does live on,

It’s seen in her children sons Robert and John.

Pillars of strength they got from their mother,

Something few people now give to each other,

We’ll honour your life which was solid and true,

We’ll tell other people that Jesus loved you.

We’ll tell them he’s everywhere and with them right now,

That their life is His and He’ll touch it and how,

Just call out to Jesus as our mum had done,

And live life to the full and a glorious one.

Dear mum you are gone but you rest in our heart,

Memories to treasure and never depart,

But we’ll see you again with our Father and Lord

You stayed the full course of that we applaud.

Your spirit now resting in a casket above,

Surrounded in glory and covered in love,

With millions of others that Jesus did show,

‘You’ll see her again son’  ‘Yes Jesus I know.’

Once, twice, three times a lady,

When I hear that song it will send my head crazy,

Now your body is buried but your soul is not dead,

So I’ll look up and smile as I strive on ahead.

Well that is the poem and yes it did bring a tear to my eye, but then again at times so does a thought of my father who has been dead for fifty-seven years. Tears are all part of healing anyway so if you shed a tear or two when reading this poem just maybe God is allowing you to heal in some area of your life.

This week has been good, for one thing I had three days without work, being self-employed it happens at times. God however has used it to bless me in different ways. The best was on Saturday morning, I woke up and just knew that Jesus had touched me while I slept. I may not know how or what the blessing was, but I felt good, I felt really alive and I just had to share on twitter that I loved Jesus. It was without a doubt the most beautiful way to start any day. Thank you Lord for your never-ending love and for being my Dad. Blessings come in all shapes and sizes, and knowing what they are we may never know. Whichever way they come to you is it not wonderful when you realise that you have been blessed by the highest possible power in the land, universe, and stratosphere. Awesome, impacting, life changing and absolutely wonderful.

Next week, I will start to enlarge on areas of my first book “The Right Way’ see relevant page. so that you may gain a fuller picture on aspects of my life that have been spoken about.

Meanwhile, stay good – you know you should, and if you tried you know you could.

God Bless


What a week

February 10, 2012 § Leave a comment

Hi all,

I hope that the last nine days has been productive, blessed and filled with love for you. What’s that! I hear you say, it hasn’t. Well now, let me give you an example of my week, and see if I can help you put things into some sort of perspective with a good outlook. Now last Saturday, hang on let me consult the diary, ok, last Saturday 4th February not a bad day at all. Weather not brilliant, cold, overcast. Busy day which went far too quickly like most Saturdays seem to. In the evening my wife and I went to a 50th birthday party. Drove there for five thirty, with dinner at six, left at ten thirty, what waited for us outside – SNOW. Not the ideal condition for driving in at the best of times.

Sunday, a good day no problems except that I felt a bit tight in the chest. And of course there was four inches of – SNOW outside.

Monday, I went to work did not feel too good but that’s life, some days we do some days we don’t.

Tuesday, a few problems work wise and I felt worse, still it is only manflu better known as the common cold, get on with it.

Wednesday bad news, I felt terrible, my whole body ached, my eyes ached, my throat was sore with a vengeance. Stayed in bed.

Thursday, not as bad but not good. Another day at home. But went to prayer group in the evening, wonderful, totally blessed because I was and could be a blessing to others.

Friday, back to normal, a few sniffles so what. Back to work and get life back on track

ImageSnow you thought I was dreaming did you, snow chance.

So what is the point of the above you are probably thinking, well it totally depends on how you look at what is happening in your life at any given time as to how you feel about things. You can be happy because you have been blessed, or unhappy and annoyed even arrogant towards others, because life has dumped this or that on you and you feel like rubbish.

My week was very mild compared to a lot of people’s week I dare say. However for me as an individual I could easily have allowed it to be a lot different. I could have been angry because it snowed, let myself get stressed because I had to drive in he snow. Think of all the bad things that could happen to me on seeing the four inches of it on Sunday morning. I could have let the next few days with the cold really get me down, making me grumpy and therefore allowing my grumpiness to upset or annoy other people including people I love. I could have allowed Wednesday and Thursday to turn into Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Feeling totally sorry for myself I could have got depressed and angry at the world, which could lead to being bitter and even more angry.

I chose though to take all these things in my stride, ok I had two days off. But you have to remember that I am on the wrong side of sixty and I did not want to be seen as if I was showing off as some sort of macho man who can grin and bear all without flinching, I jest. It is how we choose to react to what life brings our way that makes for a good or bad day or week. Then of course I have the added bonus of loving Jesus and allowing Him to guide me in all walks of life, I don’t always get it right in fact I very often get it wrong, but He loves me and forgives me as any loving father would. (by all means leave a comment).                                                                                                Enough already, let me go back to my first blog as there was still more to say.

Where was I, Oh yes last week.

Why did I have such a great peace over my mother’s death. One of the best ways to understand where I am coming from would be to read my book ‘The Right Way’


but I will try to do this in short.

About six years ago when I came back to the Lord He brought out from within me a gift that had always been there buried within me, it is the gift of visions and revelation.

The day my mother died was the 4th October 2011. I received the telephone call from the hospital at 6.40 in the morning. After the initial flood of tears in the loving arms of my new wife of four days and fourteen hours, I wondered briefly what was happening to my emotions. The following few hours was spent wallowing in self-pity at my own loss, and it was around eleven am I decided to have a shower or rather just stand under the shower and let it run all over me.
It is not unusual for me to talk to the Lord when in the shower and often also where the Lord may lay something on my heart. On this particular day of my mother’s death The Lord gave me a vision.
The Lord showed me two angels carrying a casket which was laid with cushioning of a beautiful soft and tranquil colour, laying on the cushioning was my mothers soul.
The angels placed the casket at the feet of God in between two other caskets. The one on the right had my sisters initials on it and the one on the left had the initials of my father.
The vision then lifted up to a panoramic view and I could see that it was the throne room and there were millions of caskets laying at the feet of the Father, resting for the time when our Lord Jesus Christ returns.

The tears stopped mixing with the cascading water from the shower and were replaced with a smile as long as a rainbow. Again I just knew in my heart that everything was going to be alright. I truly believe that all my grieving was done through that vision and a poem that God gave to me the day after the funeral. I will include the poem next week.

Well, I need to hold something back otherwise I will run out of things to say.

Yes I know, I heard all of you when the thought of asking came into your heads: Why do you pray when you’re in the shower? Well the answer is simple and if you would like to join me on my next blog I will tell you the reason.

Meanwhile, stay good – you know you should, and if you tried you know you could.


My First Blog

February 1, 2012 § Leave a comment

Hi bloggers and followers and any other ers!

I am Robert and this is my very first attempt at doing a blog. It is most likely to be slightly waffly at first, but bear with me, for I am sure that over the next twenty five years I will be able to get it right.

The soon to be for all to see 2012 BLOG TOUR is my first attempt to try and get my first book ‘The Right Way‘ into the public eye since being released in September 2011.

Just so as you all know a little back ground as to why it has taken so long to push it, and something to read over your coffee and Corn Flakes…

As already partly mentioned, it was released on the 10th September 2011, nineteen days before I married my beautiful wife. We had our reception in a newly restored town hall/magistrates court and my wife and I were going to share our reception with an official release, which sadly did not happen.I thought never mind, we can enjoy the wedding and I will organise an official launch party at the same venue shortly after.

Sadly, four days after the wedding my 89 year old mother passed away just after having a massive stroke two weeks before the wedding, so again it was not the right time and was of course not organised.

Then of course there was the customary quiet time to collect my thoughts and my emotions, which you can obviously guess were shot to pieces with fragments anywhere from Dover to Denmark. Then of course we start the house clearance, the rather big chuck-out time that nobody really wants to do. Who got the job? You guessed it, Mwa.

Now, though, by the grace of my Lord in heaven, I have been given a great peace over mother’s death and have been able to get things together much quicker than would have been normal, praise the Lord.

Now I know some of you will be hankering to know what Mrs Russell looks like, well if you go to the page of my website called About The Author, you will be able to satisfy your curiosity.

The aim is to try and do a blog every one to two weeks, but if I fail and you happen to see me in Sainsbury’s or such place, please do not throw rotten apples at me I much prefer red grapes. Meanwhile, stay good – you should, and if you tried, you know you could.


A New Beginning

September 30, 2011 § Leave a comment

This is the beginning of a new journey for me and also my new wife.  It has taken me sixty years to come to a place where I am allowing my Father in heaven to lead my life instead of leading it myself and going in the wrong direction.

My first book is all about ‘The Right Way’ and is an autobiography. In short it tells of my life with God and without God, although He was still there in the wings. It will be wonderful to have you on board as a reader.

I pray that you have or will find what you are searching for.

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