What Big Eyes You Have! Calling Out The Little Red Riding Hoods.

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I love fairytales. In fact, God has used many of these stories to help teach or show me Kingdom principles.

I was having a discussion with a friend and we were sharing some common themes that The Lord had on His heart. One of those was about a deceptive spirit creeping into the body of Christ.

God has been showing me that wolves have slowly entered into some of the safest and most intimate places in our lives. These creatures have snuck in and devoured leaders and trusted believers. They have disguised themselves as innocent sheep, but they are far from innocent.

These spirits have so cleverly shifted focus from Kingdom to castle. It’s become more about what I’m doing than what can I do for you.

As our conversation was unfolding I suddenly saw this person in a very different way. I saw a vision of red cape being draped over her. I wasn’t sure what I was seeing and so I asked The Father, “what is that you are telling me?” God showed me that He has a secret weapon. He is calling out “The Little Red Riding Hoods”. My friend and the many others are being released in this season to reveal the wolves.

Who are they?

These individuals are the ones that can recognize these creatures because they have been taught by The Father what to look for. Through the various encounters they had and the battles they fiercely fought. The Red Riding Hoods are ready to fight and they have scars to prove it. It was a hard, but a necessary lesson to learn how to expose the darkness that is trying to blend in to the light.

The Lord began to explain in great detail using the well known children’s story as a comparison for me to better understand what He was showing me.

Just like in the story of “Little Red Riding Hood” the wolf watches Red Riding Hood walking through the woods. He carefully approaches her and begins to gain information about where she is heading. The wolf is obtaining her trust through manipulation, control and confusion.

The clever wolf then uses distraction to make his move. He shows Little Red Riding Hood beautiful flowers off in a distance that would delight her grandmother. In order to retrieve the bouquet Red Riding Hood has to get off the path she was walking on. Her mother gave her strict instructions not to wander off that road. It’s at that moment she goes against her mother’s orders that the wolf heads to the grandmother’s house.

I then saw that just like Little Red Riding Hood these warring individuals are covered up by Jesus and His cloak covered with the red blood of righteousness. There is a greater protection from the wolf’s devices because of this covering.

The story continues with the wolf running ahead of Red Riding Hood and entering her grandmother’s home. The goal is to devour the elder aka the voices that are supposed to be speaking into the lives of the body and assume their identity. This spirit’s whole purpose is to position itself into a place of intimacy and trust with the innocent girl.

God has seen this happening to countless children who have been hurt and abused by this spirit, but no more. These red cloaked warriors know exactly what to look for because this isn’t their first encounter with it!

Little Red Riding Hood knew that her grandmother was different as soon as she began interacting with the wolf. She began to ask the questions calling out the identity of the counterfeit granny. Red said, “Grandma what big eyes you have, what big ears you have, what a big nose you have and what big teeth you have!”

As the vision continued I had a revelation of what all these characteristics of the wolf meant. The big eyes represents that this spirit only wants the individual to see themselves. They have placed their focus on how to be seen bigger and nothing will stop the push to become greater. The big ears are not hearing or listening to The Father, but instead listening to the lies being whispered to feed the confusion. The big nose represents the ability to sniff out weak and helpless victims that will help to enable and accomplish their agenda. Lastly, the big teeth aren’t chewing on the word of God, but on the bones and pieces of knowledge that continue to sustain the goal of the enemy to steal, kill and destroy any Kingdom accomplishment.

The Lord then spoke to me that He has also given these cape wearers an axe that will split open the lies from the truth. These individuals are going to expose those things and help to bring life back to the victims of the attacks. They are fearless because when they got devoured by the wolf Jesus came to their rescue just like the huntsman in the story.

Jesus has taught them how to pull back the sheets and expose the wolves once and for all. He has given them instructions on how to use the axe that will cut down and sever any lies attached to these innocent ones.

We need to remember that just like God, the enemy uses man to do his bidding. The enemy looks for those who have been hurt and wounded to continue the destruction of the body of Christ.

God has had enough and it’s time for the uncovering of this disruptive spirit.

The good news is Jesus has shown these Red Riding Hoods that there is a person hiding inside the wolf’s belly and it’s time to release them as well. He has assigned them to go in and begin pulling them out. The freedom from this spirit is going to bring a change to the church like we have never experienced before.

Lighting Up The Darkness

This last 4th of July was unlike any other. Many people gathered together lighting up the night skies with beautiful displays of color and wonder. Many politicians canceled the big fireworks due to the fear of the current pandemic. It didn’t stop the people from celebrating the nighttime festivities even though major fines were being declared to intimidate the public from lighting up the sky. From state to state, city to city a sound could be heard that exploded through the darkened night. Each boom and explosion was a declaration to the world saying freedom is still our portion! We celebrated our Independence regardless of the cost.

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The same can be true of the followers of Jesus because of the very light we carry inside of us. There is a brightness of His Glory that breaks through the darkest places. 

We can’t truly fathom the degree of light it takes to overcome the deepest pit of fear, despair or brokenness. It says “So don’t hide your light! Let it shine brightly before others, so that the commendable things you do will shine as light upon them, and then they will give their praise to your Father in heaven.” Matthew 5:16 TPT

I began to ponder this when I suddenly started to hear a song called “Firework” by singer Katy Perry. The one verse that stood out was “Maybe a reason why all the doors are closed. So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road. Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow. And when it’s time, you’ll know You just gotta ignite the light And let it shine Just own the night Like the Fourth of July”. 

God owns it all the day and the night. He doesn’t go to sleep and let the darkness rule over Him. Jesus shattered through the darkness as the Light of the World. In the Passion Translation Jesus is described as “And this Living Expression is the Light that bursts through gloom— the Light that darkness could not diminish!” John 1:5 TPT. That same beautiful light that shines in Jesus shines in us too. The problem many of us have is we don’t release the powerful gifting inside of us. These amazing gifts are like dynamite that explodes with the power of heaven.

I recently had a vision where I saw I had all these arrows in my quiver. Each one of these arrows had the names of the different gifts inside me that were never released. In this same vision I saw an old angry man and heard in my spirit he was the spirit Intimidation. He was mean and very difficult to look at because he would stare me down into submission. I was allowing this spirit to intimidate me to not release the powerful weapons that God had supplied to achieve the continued success in my life.

Jesus came over and began to help me to shoot these arrows releasing the power that was locked up inside me. He handed me my first arrow and with trepidation I pulled back the bow and let it fly. I could see the word exploding into the air breaking the hold of Intimidation. One by one the arrows were handed to me by Jesus and I could read the words speaker, trustworthy, encourager, writer, preacher, and on they continued. Each arrow releasing the gifts and destiny inside of me that I was too scared to show the world. I then saw Jesus grab even more arrows and began throwing them into the air all of them began exploding into bright lights of color. It was a personal fireworks display created with the lights and sounds hidden deep in me. I was in awe and wonder as I saw Jesus throwing the arrows that could no longer hold me back.

He smiled at me as I watched the beautiful patterns of color and light exploding into the air. A fireworks display that was bringing freedom and justice for the enemy to witness all created with the love Jesus had for me. This celebration was a reminder that Jesus holds all keys to accomplishing my destiny. He held nothing back from me in fact he gave me everything he had. It was stored up for me to be released at this appointed time.

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The Wonder Women Are Coming Out Of The Trenches!

This was a vision I had back in Jan 2019

I was at a prayer meeting this morning and I heard The Lord say, “the victory was fought intercessor the trenches.”

I saw the deep holes that protected the ones on the front line from impending attacks. This was a place for the watchers to stand their guard and look for any possible movement from the enemy.

I kept hearing the words dig in deeper. I saw the ground being broken up for those in the trenches to be almost completely hidden inside the dirt.

The Lord said, “Hide completely in me. Cover yourself totally up in my heart. You will not been seen by the enemy because he will have nothing in common with you.”

When I got home The Lord showed me a scene from the movie “Wonder Woman”. In this scene Wonder Woman was in the trenches and could see what was taking place. She was protected and hidden from the enemy. The soldiers began to tell her what was happening to a nearby village that the enemy had destroyed. As she heard the level of attack against the innocent she was filled with compassion. You could see her eyes fill with the love of the broken, wounded and lost villagers.

She knew what she needed to do and she started to climb out of trenches. She could hear the soldiers cry out not to go, but her heart said move.

She was fully clothed in armor that would protect her. Her shield became her new covering as she advanced towards the enemy.

I believe that it’s in the trench that we will experience that heart change. As we dig ourselves deeper into Him we can see where the enemy is hiding. Our assignment will become crystal clear as the Father shifts our heart.

It’s the moving of The Father’s heart that now is beating inside these fierce women of God. It’s time to step out of the safety of the trenches and put on the full armor of God to take back territory that has been stolen!

You Are Mine!

I love the way that God uses my current interests to shed light on the deeper truths about His character.

Recently, I found a TV series that I have fallen in love with. The show is called “The Chosen”. This crowd-funded series has left me completely undone. It’s crazy that I gain a deeper truth with each viewing. The brilliant writing and top-notch production allow the viewer to journey into the Bible to witness the ministry of Jesus.

I heard about it and saw some posts from a friend of mine. I tried to watch it, but it just wasn’t my time. When I finally did sit down I wasn’t prepared for what was about to happen to me.

I would actually encounter Jesus in the most beautiful and truthful way I’ve ever seen Him portrayed. We all have ideas and some people have had real encounters with The King Of Kings. In my life, I have actually had conversations with people who have shared their intimate stories of meeting Jesus. This show nails it and Jonathan Roumie who plays Jesus is spot on!

The interesting fact about this show is people are watching the same episodes over and over again. In fact, there is a #bingejesus that is associated with all the followers of this series. Why are so many people pulled into the episodes so deeply? I believe that draw is The Holy Spirit beckoning us to come in deeper and look closer at who Jesus really is.

In the first episode, there is a scene where Jesus calls Mary Magdalena by her name. That moment is where all time stops and your heart quickens. The scene continues with Jesus telling Mary her true identity, her value, her ownership and reveals her relationship with Him.

This powerful exchange was not only to tell her but to let the demons know that were tormenting her that she belonged to Him! Jesus used the scripture as a weapon that sliced and diced through the lies, deception and manufactured thoughts of the enemy.

We aren’t so different from Mary Magdalene. Somewhere along the way, we might have gotten lost. The world began to sing a different song that wasn’t in key with heaven’s melody over our life. Lies hurt, abuse, abandonment are just some areas where the enemy will take advantage of those wounds. Soon the playing in your head is the sounds of defeat, discouragement, hopelessness, and failure. It may seem like it’s never going to get better or this is just going to be my life.

It’s in those moments that Jesus enters in. He comes in like a whisper beginning to sing a love song over you. The unending passion being poured over you begins to fight back the lies you have believed. Slowly a voice is rising above the noise and calls you by name.

Your heart quickens as the voice is something you recognize. It’s not audible, but yet your heart hears it. Yes, it’s your Father’s voice and He has come to claim you as His own. He has called you and is telling every demon that you are His!

God created us in His image we are a reflection of Him. It’s safe to say that a Father knows His child. God is looking for redemption and so He sent Jesus on a reconnaissance mission to get back His kids.

We are all called at some point in our life because we were all chosen before the foundation of time. To believe that God chooses us in all brokenness is sometimes hard to comprehend.

We can disqualify ourselves over and over again based on how we look at our life! Love never looks at our imperfections but looks at our hearts. Jesus went into villages choosing the least qualified and those who discounted their worth.

The Chosen TV series beautifully reveals the selection process in each episode. We can see how Jesus went and called out to the chosen ones. In each character that we meet we can see a little of ourselves. The back story sets up all the reasons that religion would reject each disciple. From possession, prostitution, lying, manipulation, tax collection, rejection, anger, greed, and the list can go on.

All the men and women who were selected represent a broken and fallen world. Jesus came to set the prisoners free as it says in Luke 4:19. He came to raise up an army to become more like Him and less like a man. The choice has always been ours to leave the ways of the world and follow Him. It won’t be what you are expecting it will be different. I love that in the series Jesus says to His disciples “Get Used To Different” and I’m ready for it!

To follow the chosen https://thechosen.link/24Y4T and be sure to pay it forward! Help catch the fish!!!

Between The Sheets- Intimacy In The Secret Place

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The one I love callto me: [ The Bridegroom-King ] Arise, my dearest. Hurry, my darling. Come away with me! I have come as you have asked to draw you to my heart and lead you out. For now is the time, my beautiful one. Song of Song 2:10

I never understood the book of Song of Songs. I knew it was a book of love, but a love I was very unfamiliar with. This passionate and consuming book of poetic imagery was completely foreign to me. The idea of love was intriguing to my heart and my soul deeply longed for it. It was allowing my heart to open up fully to His compassionate love for me that would help me to see myself as His bride.

My childhood was filled with a love that needed to be earned and evaluated daily. My parent’s marriage was a broken and patched up relationship hanging on by a thread. As a young child, I witnessed an abusive dysfunctional love that grew and developed my ideas of what marriage was going to be like. The manipulation and fear tactics used on all of us formed distrust and fear of abandonment at a very early age.  The scornful and condemning words that were used tore down any self-worth or value. Love became just a word that was used to say you can stay as long as you are doing what you are supposed to do.

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My teenage years brought added fears of deep trusting love as something that would probably never be my portion. My first real relationship started out full of excitement but turned dark quickly as the repeated pattern of abuse began to show it’s ugly head. The manipulation and disparaging words flowed back into my life as the relationship grew. I saw myself as nothing worthy of being admired or adored like in the romantic movies I so loved to watch.  Again I needed to earn that so-called love that he was throwing out to me like scraps to a dog. I endured one failed relationship after the next. I couldn’t figure out what I was doing wrong. I guess I never saw my value or never thought I actually was valuable. I was more like the women at the well then the Shulamite bride that is spoken about in the book of Songs.

I knew that real love existed and I saw couples who were in beautiful healthy loving relationships. I was determined to have that and I wasn’t going to settle for anything less. The search for the one great love was on and I was ready to find it. Watching couples and seeing healthy interactions was beginning to change my previous views of marriage. The more I saw the real expression of love made the pursuit even more exciting. My aunt told me that when I was ready to stop dating and truly settle down that I should ask God to send me a husband. I was 25 when I said that prayer. I asked God for the perfect partner to go through life with and I asked The Lord to make it very clear when he came into my life! I need a sign with bells and whistles so I don’t miss it.

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I remember the day that prayer was answered and there was no doubt in my mind when I met my husband. He was my best friend at the time and never thought he could be the one. It was the moment we kissed that I knew this was a forever kiss. We both knew that this it and we married 3 years later. Each year that passed still together was breaking the lies that I held about marriage. The problem was I was a married women on the outside, but on the inside, there was still a broken little girl who never felt loved. I wanted my husband to fix and heal all that was broken in me. After all, I called him my Prince Charming who rescued this Cinderella from a life of unworthiness. As much as he loved me the truth was he couldn’t fix my wounded heart. It took The Prince Of Peace and King Of Kings to pick me up and carry me to the marriage bed of His bride.

It was at 43 that my heart began to truly beat in sync with the rhythm of pure love. I started to realize that I couldn’t continue in this place of feeling like I wasn’t good enough any longer. Jesus began to pursue and woo me with His perfect love that could put back together this broken vessel. He would speak to me through the music, the books, the pastors and teachers that I was suddenly drawn to.  I began to have powerful dreams where I knew that I was encountering the Lover of my soul. Each encounter was pulling off the lies and wounds that wouldn’t allow me to fully let God into those chained up parts of my heart.

God was done with my lip service and was going to take me into the secret place for a deeper more intimate relationship. He needed to show me that intimacy with Him was nothing like intimacy with a man and I could come to Jesus fully as I am and I wouldn’t be rejected. The Lord began building a relationship built on trust and showing me who I was. How I was disillusioned and confused about what love consists of. The lessons were freeing and I could slowly let my guard down allowing Him full access. It was then that people were telling me I needed to read Song of Songs. I read it, in fact, I read it many times and I didn’t get it. It was uncomfortable and made me uneasy to read it.

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I wasn’t prepared for the day that God was going to pull back the curtain that revealed the marriage bed. It was going to be through the book of Songs of  Songs that would leave me breathless and enraptured by His great love for me. I was in prayer when I had a vision of my going to my bedroom. At first, I shrugged it off as just a fleeting thought, but then I saw it again. I knew I was being called to come and meet Him for an encounter. I went to my room with my bible in hand and prepared for some deeper revelations from the throne. I got into the bed and opened the bible to some random page. I asked The Lord what shall I read and then I heard these words, “Desire Me”. It was that still small voice that I knew and loved that spoke words that brought panic to my mind. I heard the same impression again “Desire Me”, my heart began to race as if I was sprinting to my lover. Fear and trepidation filled my every thought as I knew this was going to be a very personal encounter. I could feel my pulse quicken as my spirit was being awakened to receive My King. In that instance, I heard, “Now read Songs of Songs”.  I immediately turned to the chapter one and read, [ The Shulamite ] Let him smother me with kisses—his Spirit-kiss divine. So kind are your caresses, I drink them in like the sweetest wine! It was done. The shame, unworthiness, fear, abandonment all began to fall to the ground as I read each verse. For the first time, I started to see my value and worth in the pages written thousands of years ago. I wept as each chapter God was revealing the great love He always had for me.

When I finally finished I was undone. I couldn’t move or utter a sound. I had been brought to His bed and I didn’t ever want to leave. Jesus gave me a vision of myself in the bed wrapped up in his arms. He was holding my head with his one arm and He had his other arm wrapped around me. I was feeling uncomfortable with seeing myself in such an intimate place. I went to Song of Songs 2:6 and was blown away at what I read, “His left hand[i] cradles my head while his right-hand holds me close.[j]I am at rest in this love. God was revealing that not only did I see correctly, but He confirmed it in His word. Jesus wanted me to know that not only was I his Shulamite woman, but I had become His bride. It was a gentle reminder that His bride belonged in the marriage bed.

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Dream With Me!

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I was born a dreamer. I can remember my teachers calling out my name as my thoughts were far away from the lesson being taught. I would quickly regain my focus on the present as my daydreams slowly faded from my mind.

My reality was never as interesting as my imagination, so I would keep my proverbial head in the clouds most of my days as a little girl.

As I matured into a young woman reality became my mindset and my dreams were just something from my past. I lost that childlike hope for a bigger and better life. My choices I believed established the trajectory of my life or so I thought. What I didn’t factor in was that God still had a dream for me.

It was in my 40’s when I started to develop a spiritual hunger that needed to be fed. I read the Bible and listened to hours of teaching from all kinds of spirit-filled leaders. I discovered that God had dreams for so many people, so He must have something more for me.

I began an internet talk show called ”Touched by Prayer” in January 2014. Each week I would hear amazing stories of how God would use that individual to do the impossible.

I started to ask God what do you want to use me for? In December of that same year, God answered my question with two words ”Daddy’s Girl”.

Hearing those words stirred up something inside me. I heard The Lord say ”Lisa, my daughters don’t know how to be daughters and so you will teach them”. My spirit immediately knew that I was going to have a women’s conference called ”Daddy’s Girl”, but how?

I began to dream of the event and what it would look like. I asked Daddy God to help me see what He wanted it to be. I was partnering with Him and we would dream this thing together.

When you allow God to step into your dream that dream becomes much bigger. He gives birth to the secret desires in your heart.

The vision was so overwhelming for me to conceive that I began to push it away. I was going to let it become another dream that I thought could never be fulfilled. How could I possibly have a conference that women would want to attend?

God knew my fears and trepidation. He understood my weakness and shortcomings in the vision that only He himself could achieve. God started to prepare my heart and mind for the destiny He was preparing me to walk into. I started to have dreams.

Each dream I had begun to pull away from the lies that were hiding in the back of my mind. The Lord would speak to me and encourage me to take that step of faith. I would have dreams of talking about my conference with great leaders in churches who would be more than willing to help me.

My daily devotional became a letter of encouragement as I would read of the men and women in the Bible who were called to great positions. Each story tugged at my heart because, like me, they were not qualified. God was working out the doubts and unbelief in me. He was blowing life on the dreams inside me I thought died.

God started to draw me into watching strong women who had powerful ministries. I began to hear their stories with new ears and again my heart began to stir with excitement.

Everything around me was being set up to help me achieve the goal of having this event. God even used music to speak to me. He let me know that He was going to help me and I was not in this alone.

I heard the song ”Dream For You” by the Christian band Casting Crowns. The lyrics were so beautifully written spoke to my soul ”So come on, let Me dream, let Me dream for you. I am strong when you’re weak and I’ll carry you. So let go of your plan, be caught by My hand I’ll show you what I can do When I dream for you”. I listened and wept as the song continued ”I’m stronger than you think I am. I’ll take you farther than you think you can. You sing and call me Great I Am. So take your stand. My child, if you only knew All the plans that I have for you. Just trust me, I will follow through You can follow Me”. Everything I needed to hear from my Heavenly Father was in that song.

I gave God my yes! I threw away every excuse I had as to why I couldn’t and then came into the agreement that God could. As soon as He had my yes it all began to change.

The last dream God gave me had hidden messages and meaning. I shared a very detailed dream with a good friend who had a gift of interpreting dreams. What she shared and explained to me left me completely undone. She said that God is saying He is going to help you with this conference and He is giving you the go-ahead. Now all you have to do is ask Him the when!

So I did. It was a short prayer and it left the ball back in His court for only one day. I told God all you need to Daddy is tell me when to have it! I got a phone call the next day from my spiritual Father with only one thing on his mind, let’s set a date for your conference.

That phone call sealed the deal and began an adventure for me. I have seen God open doors, bring the woman, provide the speakers and most importantly show up. The testimonies I have received from women who attended ”Daddy’s Girl” have been so inspiring to me. I’m so blessed by each story and continually awed by God’s faithfulness.

Your dreams are God’s dreams. He placed them inside each of us and they are waiting for you to just believe that one day they can come true. Say yes to God and dream again. Take His hand and together you will see the impossible become possible.

Bridging The Gap

Music is just one of the many ways God speaks to me. It’s in music that He really touches me the deepest. In those lyrics, My Father reveals His love, desire, and message for my understanding.

I guess in songs my mind and spirit become more open, so He uses that a lot.

I was listening to Carol King on a Pandora radio station when the Simon and Garfunkel song came on. The song was “Bridge Over Troubled Water” and it was a song I thought I knew, however, God began to speak to me about the deeper meaning of the lyrics.

The song began and I started to get the download. I could feel the great love being released in each note. The lyrics were weaving a story that was speaking to the depths of my soul. It was a love song that was being sung for my heart to receive.

The lyrics so beautifully were written by Paul Simon for Art Garfunkel came from two lines of a gospel hymn. Paul actually wrote it after the assassinations of Kennedy and Martin Luther King. Racial tensions were high when he penned it the spring of 1969. He was looking over the Hudson River in NYC when he started singing “When you’re weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I’ll dry them all.

Immediately I began sobbing as the words continued on saying, “I’m on your side, oh, when times get rough And friends just can’t be found. Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down.” I could feel the love of a friend trying to send hope and comfort through the song.

I knew that feeling and felt all the emotions that make a person believe that you just can’t go any further. I began to reflect on that hopelessness and weariness I had as the storms of life came. It was like they were pounding in a never-ending assault on my heart, mind, and emotions. The tears continued as these memories began flooding my mind. All the losses, rejection, abandonment, anger, fear, depression, loneliness were rising back up from aftermaths of each storm that I had gone through.

The song continues on “When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you (ooo).

I’ll take your part, oh, when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

I was a puddle of tears as I listened to the last note. I knew that God was showing me how He was there through it all.

I started to see the bigger picture as the song came to a close. The song was about Jesus and His great love for us. How He has been in each storm and I never went through any of them alone.

It was then that The Lord started to show me a vision of Jesus wiping all the tears that fell from my eyes during those hard times.

I could see the times where I couldn’t stand that Jesus held me up. His hand wrapped lovingly around my waist as I received terrible news. How He walked with me on the beach as I cried out for the unfairness of a situation. Jesus laid in bed with me as tears of rejection and an abandonment consumed my every breath.

He reminded me of all those situations where God sent Jesus who could hold me and comfort me. His love was so great for me and then I saw Jesus laying Himself down for me to cross over the storms. I then saw myself on the other side of those storms whole, restored, rejuvenated and healed.

The same scene shifted and instantly it wasn’t Jesus laying down, but a friend that loved me. Each of those same memories was replaced by the different people in my life who helped me through those hard times. The friends who held me or cried with me. Those who spoke life back into my feelings of hopelessness. My friends who spoke the truth about the lies of a terrible situation. The friends who laid down their time for me so that I could walk over and out of the storm.

It’s was Jesus all the time in the spiritual realm, but it was my family and friends that God used in the natural. Here on earth, it’s people God uses. We are the arms that hug and hold people together. The fingers that wipe the tears and grab others hands. We’re all an extension of the body of Jesus that can representation of Him.

We are called to love and to be love. Jesus showed us how we are to love, by laying down His life He made a bridge for humanity to cross over into The Father’s arms.

Each day we have that same opportunity although we don’t actually have to die but to put away our needs for the needs of others. We can be that bridge to help a friend to get to the other side of their pain, hurt, loss, rejection or struggle. We can help to close the gaps that life can bring. It’s in our willingness to lay down ourselves for a friend that we can really be like Jesus.

The Love Walk

There are moments in our life when we try to understand the pain we are going through. It’s those times or seasons that everything is going wrong or spiraling out of control. In desperation for strength, some will turn fully to Jesus and lean solely on Him.

The secret place of intimacy is where the healing begins. Jesus draws us closer to him, into His heart for deeper revelation. The time seems to stand still as you encounter His love. Layer upon layer of pain is peeled away as your wounds are being healed by The Great Physician.

Jesus understands it all. He endured all the pain and suffering that we can encounter in our life. He knows what abandonment, rejection, jealousy, hatred, betrayal, false accusations and dishonor all feels like.

Reading through the scriptures I tried to comprehend a love so great that you would want to lay your life down. I knew the verses and understood the purpose for the painful walk to Calvary. What I still didn’t understand was how He endured it all?

Many people have shared with me that God’s love is called the agape kind of love. The definition of agape love is selfless, sacrificial, unconditional love. It is the highest of the four types of love in the Bible. Agape perfectly describes the kind of love Jesus Christ has for his Father and for all his children. Agape is the term that defines God’s immeasurable, incomparable love for humankind.

In love you can lay down your life for your spouse, children, family or even friends, but to lay it down for strangers that I couldn’t understand. To make things even more difficult how do you lay down your life for anyone who you consider an enemy?

As much as we try to understand what Jesus did for us, it is simply beyond our comprehension.

I was spending time in prayer when I began thinking about the crucifixion. Slowly I started to see Jesus on the cross. As the tears began to fall from my eyes I asked Jesus, how did you do it? How did you endure all that for those that hated you?

Immediately, I was in a vision of Jesus carrying the cross to His crucifixion. I could see Him struggling with the weight of the cross and as blood spilled from His open wounds. It was like the images from the movie “The Passion Of The Christ” that I had seen numerous times were coming to life.

There was something different to this vision that made me realize it was not from my memory, but from His.

I could see the people faces yelling and screaming words of hatred as Jesus passed by. I saw Him close His eyes and I heard Him quietly say “but I love them”. Suddenly, I saw a rock hit Jesus in the head and again Jesus closed His eyes and whispered, “but I love them.”

This scene continued as Jesus walked through the streets of Jerusalem beaten down and struggling with each step. I saw people spitting as He passed, laughing, mocking, and whipping him. With each insult and every action of hatred Jesus just closed his eyes and focused in on the love. He walked only with love in his mind. He was shutting out anything that could take him off his path.

As Jesus was laid down on the cross and the nails pierced through his skin, through the scream of agony I heard Him quietly mutter, “but I love them.”

Jesus quietly spoke to my heart and told me, “I walked a walk of love to the cross. I didn’t pay attention to what was happening. I only saw the faces of my children, the children who were lost and I concentrated on my love for them. I looked to the cross and what was being poured out was my greatest gift of my love. If I allowed my emotions to take over I wouldn’t have been able to redeem them back to My Father. Love is giving without expecting anything in return. My love was perfected at the cross.”

I began weeping as I came to the revelation of what God’s perfect love really looks like. His love endures all things for all people. Regardless of the behavior or the sins, Jesus loved them all fully and completely. His love was proven on the cross. The most powerful agape love of God on display for all to see.

“For this is how much God loved the world—he gave his one and only, unique Son as a gift. So now everyone who believes in him will never perish but experience everlasting life.”

‭‭John‬ ‭3:16‬ ‭TPT‬‬

Good Grief, I Got A Rock!

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I have always loved the late Charles Schulz “Peanuts” comic strip which featured the completely misunderstood, ridiculed, but always loving Charlie Brown.

In October 27, 1966 the Peanut Gang was animated into one of my favorite cartoons, “It’s The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown”. It’s been 52 years since it debut and now millions of children have watched Charlie Brown muster through Halloween.

It was inevitable that poor Charlie Brown would seem to get the short end of the stick with whatever activity he was involved in. The wonderful writing of Charles Schulz would place this beloved character as the underdog to all his friends.

What I found very interesting was that Charles Schulz was a Christian and would find clever ways of showing viewers his faith. The greatest example would be found in “A Charlie Brown Christmas” where Linus reads the birth of Jesus from the book of Luke in the Bible.

The network had given Charles Schulz a very hard time in allowing any biblical references in this low budget animated special, however, Charles wouldn’t budge and the network gave in.

In all his comic strips and animated specials one can find the hidden messages of hope, Joy, forgiveness and acceptance. It was his way to preach to a broken world.

Now, it was easy to find God in a Christmas special, but his next special was Halloween. This controversial holiday has many Christians divided on God’s participation in it at all.

I believe if someone was looking for the devil, they would find him, but if someone was looking for God, He would reveal Himself to them.

I was having a conversation with a friend just a few days ago sharing about my childhood. It was filled with wonderful memories of trick or treating. The natural flow of reminiscing brought Charlie Brown’s Halloween to my full attention.

I saw the scene so vividly playing in the memories of my youth. The Peanut gang was trick or treating and afterward would immediately run to see what each person got. The voices sprang up as the scene played in my head, “I got a chocolate bar”, “I got a piece of gum”, “I got a popcorn ball” and then Charlie Brown uttered 4 words, “I got a rock”! Poor Charlie Brown …or so I thought.

That scene quickly was a teaching moment for me because God was going to reveal His presence in the cartoon!

He began to repeat over in my thoughts, “I got a rock, I got a rock, I got a rock” and then I saw Him, The ROCK!

We could look at Charlie Brown actually getting the best treat of all. He was getting something he could stand on and cling to.

We all can feel like we have had a Charlie Brown season in our life. The one left out, the brunt of jokes, the failure, the mistake, the disappointment, the useless, the one not honored or not valued. God sees it all and He has a way of speaking to us.

The children were all getting candy, but Charlie Brown was getting so much more. He was given a promise. The candy was a quick moment of happiness, but Charlie Brown was given a foundation of hope, strength, joy, acceptance, and love.

If we look at the scene differently, then we can hear, “I got a lollipop”, “I got cookies” and Charlie Brown saying, “I got a ROCK”- my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation. He is my stronghold, my refuge and my savior— from violent people you save me.” 2 Samuel‬ ‭22:3‬ ‭NIV

At the next house, the kids excitedly shared what they got again “I got a candy bar”, “I got candy corn” and Charlie Brown shares, “I got a ROCK”- “Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.” Psalm 62:2

Each time and at each house God used a rock to send a message to Charlie Brown. Funny that he never cried, never got angry or never felt bad. Charlie Brown accepted each rock as what was chosen for him.

We have that same opportunity to speak life into every person we encounter. It’s up to us to love on a broken world. Maybe we can learn from Charlie Brown and share the gifts we have been given.

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Finding Your Beauty

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Mirror, Mirror on the wall who’s the most beautiful one of all? Well, it certainly wasn’t me!

It’s not that I didn’t think I was pretty or attractive. I knew that I wasn’t ugly, but beautiful, that would be a big no.

I guess I had misunderstandings about myself. Sure, I would hear people tell me that I was beautiful. I would politely smile and say, “Aww, you’re so sweet.” I learned early in life that if you didn’t just say thank you it would look like you were digging for more compliments.

Yes, I taught myself how to hear and how to respond. I believed that they were being nice or just trying to make me feel good. The truth was I didn’t believe it.


I saw beauty in the first woman in my life and that was my mom. She would tell me the stories of how when she walked into a room every eye was turned to her. The truth was my mother was indeed beautiful. She looked like a movie star that walked off the screen. Both men and women couldn’t help themselves to gaze upon her beauty.

My mother would call me her pretty princess, that was me, pretty. I never felt that was a bad thing, it was just who I was.

In grammar school, I would see the beautiful girls and all the boys recognized them. They paid attention to those girls, but the pretty ones were put off into a different category.

Throughout High School, I saw the beautiful girls walking the hallways with this inner confidence that exuded outward. They didn’t question who they were or ever thought of being rejected. You see, you don’t get rid of something beautiful, you want it in your life. It makes you feel better to be surrounded by beauty.

In my twenty’s I always had beautiful girlfriends that would accompany me to various nightclubs. The guys would come and try to get their attention. My girlfriends could have their pick. I was the sidekick that used humor and smiles to garner attention from any male suitor.


My dream since childhood was to be on Television. I wanted to be like Lucille Ball or Carol Burnett, it was in my DNA. I could be them because just like me they were pretty, but it was their talent and personality that brought them great success.

At the age of 23, I enrolled in acting classes in NYC. I was excited as I began to move into my destiny, however, there was one tiny issue, my beauty. All the other young talented women were there too and they were all beautiful. I tried to compete to stand out, but their beauty and lack of mine just brought me to defeat. How could I compete with them? I became afraid and discouraged. I laid down my dream and walked away from being famous. That role would be left for the beautiful people.

It wasn’t until I got married that the feelings of inadequacy in being seen started to fade. I found my mate and he seemed happy with me. I settled into being the pretty wife and mother far away from the spotlight.

God has a funny way of bringing about changes just when you become comfortable.

I went to my first prophetic conference in 2013, Randy Clark’s, “Voice Of The Prophet.” I was so excited to hear and see these new ways of experiencing God. The first speaker took the stage and began sharing his experiences. I was listening intently when all of a sudden I heard God say, “I’m pulling you out of the crowd and putting you in the spotlight!” I quickly dismissed this thought and asked God to forgive me for these crazy notions. I mean, why would God put me in the spotlight? There were so many others who could do it, why use me?

It was two days later I was called out of the crowd by name and brought to the stage. Yep, I was standing before 2,500 people with a spotlight on me as prophet Jamie Galloway read my mail. He said, “something you laid down, God is picking back up.” I immediately knew what that was, God was going to bring me to TV. I didn’t know how, but I knew He would.

A few months later I started a podcast called “Touched By Prayer”. God gave me the name and brought me the people. He taught me how to engage in a talk show format. In year 3 of the show, God started to talk to me about doing video. He arranged opportunities to interview some influential people and I started to do short video messages. All of these orchestrated by God, but that wasn’t it, there was more than needed to be done to prepare me for my destiny.

About 6 months ago I would hear God calling me His beautiful Lisa, every morning I would hear it. I would smile because after all, God sees everything as beautiful. However, God had a bigger message and He was going to make sure I got it.

I got a text message from a friend that was so sweet right before I boarded the plane for a flight. It was a song with a message “You don’t know you’re beautiful.” I quickly responded in my usual manner, “Aww thank you, you are so sweet”. Her response caught me off guard when she messaged back “You’re beautiful”!

I loved her heart and knew her intention was to send me love. I had no idea what was about to happen, but God did!

I arrived at my destination excited and exhausted. I quickly started to notice a pattern as introductions were being made. Each and every woman I would meet greeted me in the same manner. I heard it over and over again different voices and faces, but the same message “oh, you are so beautiful.”

I did what I always did, I smiled sweetly said, “aww, thanks you are so sweet.” I still couldn’t receive it and I didn’t believe it. It was a deep hole that God had to fill to make me understand it. It would take pressure, heat and lots of love to change pretty into beautiful.

Days of ministry can be exhausting. If you add high temperature, little sleep and dehydration you are running on fumes. I would get so wrapped up in taking care of others that I forgot to take care of me. I broke down like a car out of gas and I needed a jumpstart fast. My mind became cluttered and confused as I realized I was spinning out of control. It was the perfect set up for God to step in and set me straight. I had no fight in me, so I couldn’t push it away any longer I was in His oven and He was baking me a cake of beauty.

What I love most about God is when you are at your weakest, He is at His strongest. He knows what you need and who you need to get the job done.

God couldn’t use anyone who knew me because I wouldn’t be able to see Him. Instead, He set me up to receive what I so desperately needed by a perfect stranger.

Her sweet smile and tenderness drew me to her like a moth to a flame. I asked her if I could pray with her and she excitedly said yes. We found a quiet place for God to share His love and plans for her. The funny thing was as I began to speak, the tables turned and she began ministering to me. I kept apologizing for not praying over her, but instead, I kept pouring out my fears, rejection, insecurities, and doubts about my destiny.

After buckets of tears and lots of hugs, I was able to minister to her. We had an instant connection and I knew God sent her just for me. I wanted to thank her for taking my blubbering mess and giving me back some composure. I invited her out to dinner and she accepted my invitation.

During our meal, we talked about our lives and of course God. I shared my testimonies and the amazing encounters I had. Yep, Jesus showed up as I recounted the many faces touched by His love!

I shared this one particular encounter that floored me. I told her about the young lady who couldn’t say, “He Sees ME.” I would repeat the same phrase to this young woman who believed that God didn’t see her. She cried as I told her to repeat this, “He Sees Me”, she stuttered and stammered as the words could not leave her lips. Her shaking head and sad eyes told me this lie was deeply ingrained inside her heart. She was like a mute and I was determined to open that mouth. I looked in her eyes as tears fell down my cheeks declaring His love for her. It finally happened the words formed slowly each syllable breaking the lies that she wasn’t seen or valued. Her mouth was speaking a truth that she needed so desperately to believe in. As she spoke it out I shouted: “Yes, say it again!” She spoke easier this time the tears didn’t crush her but spoke of hurts being lifted off. “Again, repeat it again”, I told her. This time when she spoke there was no stutter, no pause, no holding back, but a big smile as the truth got buried deep in her soul.

I went on to share other encounters with my new sister as we ate. We left the restaurant and decided to grab some ice cream from a nearby place. We were in the car when suddenly my friend turned to me and said I have a song for you from God. She preceded to sing “You Are So Beautiful” made famous by Joe Cocker. As the melody rang out I hung my head and began to weep! Of course, God would tell her to sing that song to me. He was up to something.

The tears flowed lightly at first and then the downpour came as I shared the text message I received a few days earlier. She sweetly smiled and said, “You don’t know how beautiful you really are?” I shook my head, no I’m pretty. She quickly replied back “No, You’re Beautiful!”

She looked me deep in the eyes and used the same method of healing I just shared with her. I want you to repeat after me “I am beautiful.” I wiped back the tears and began to repeat “I am” and that was all I could say, the beautiful couldn’t be spoken. I became that young lady I just described. Shock raced through my head as I couldn’t repeat this one word. My lips froze as this lie was so deeply engraved on my soul. She looked at me again with those eyes that I knew were not hers, but the eyes of Jesus. I couldn’t lie and I couldn’t avoid this anymore.

I took a deep breath and we tried again. “I am” was all that could come, but then came a cry so deep that rattled my every fiber. My heart began beating out of control as this disbelief tried to anchor itself to the core of my soul. How come I can’t say it raced through my head. An inner strength began to emerge inside as I was determined to get free. This lie was leaving me once and for all. Again, let’s do this I said with all the strength I had. I repeated “I am” bbbbbbeautiiiiifulll.” I stammered, stuttered and pushed the word out, but it wasn’t the truth yet, not my truth. The tears came pouring out for all the wasted years believing this lie. I had to say it and I had to own it!

She asked me to ask God where did this come in? I prayed and pleaded for the revelation to come quickly to end my torment. I heard and saw nothing to pinpoint the entry, except that I just always believed it.

She began to pray over me to go back, way back into your mother’s womb. I felt my body buckle over as darkness began to fill my head. There were no tears and no thoughts, just a calming peace. Slowly, I felt my body begin to move. I wasn’t moving, but the spirit of God inside of me started to pull something out. He was about to birth something so big that it would change me! My body began turning and suddenly I began to rise up. I could start to see a bright light as if the sun was beaming down on me. A powerful rushing of energy started building up like I was being pushed through the birthing canal. As I sat back up in the chair my eyes burst open and my mouth shouted “I’m Beautiful”, no hesitation and no more stuttering.

My heart was racing as I felt like I just won the million dollar lottery. “I’m beautiful” look at me “I’m Beautiful”, I’m really beautiful!

The joy and laughter culminated as the tears ran down my face. I repeated it over and over. I could say it because I finally believed it.

We laughed, cried and hugged as wave after wave of this new truth rushed through my body. It was the truth that was there all along.

God has often used Dorothy from The Wizard Of Oz to speak to me. I immediately saw the part of the movie where Dorothy was told by Glinda The Good Witch, “You’ve always had the power, my dear, you just had to learn it for yourself”. I began to smile as I understood His message for me. The truth was always there for me to see. I just had to learn it for myself!