A Lesson In Love Grinch Style

Christmas is my favorite holiday!

I love all the glitter, sparkles and twinkling of lights. The drab becomes alive and magical. The ugliest tree can be transformed into something beautiful. Yes, Christmas has that magic.

I think one of the reasons I love this holiday so much is you can see old things new and you can dream like a kid again. One of my favorite traditions is to watch Christmas Cartoons from my youth.

Yes, Christmas is a very special time of the year. There is a reason for the season, but it may not be what you think!

Christmas has a magic in it because it is wrapped up in love, God’s love!

The Father wanted to show us just how much He loved us and so, He gave us the best present ever; that present was forgiveness wrapped up in Jesus.

If you don’t receive forgiveness or you never forgive, your heart becomes hardened kinda of like “The Grinch”!

In Dr Seuss’s beloved book “The Grinch Who Stole Christmas” we can actually learn a lot about forgiveness in a very Seussical way. God began to unwrap “The Grinch” as only He can do!

The biggest problem with The Grinch was he had a small heart. In fact, according to the book it was two sizes too small. He didn’t understand love because his heart was damaged. It was impossible for him to give love or receive love because his heart couldn’t contain it. Why did his heart stop growing? It doesn’t say why, but I believe I may have some Heavenly insight.

In the book of Proverbs it says, “Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life” Proverbs 4:23

What does it mean to guard your heart? It means to protect it, nurture it and always looking out for possible danger. An unguarded heart is the perfect place for bitterness to enter. Bitterness causes the heart to get hardened or, theoretically, shrink because it can’t receive love properly when it’s been hurt.

When you get hurt emotionally by a person you have a choice to forgive or to withhold forgiveness. The choice is always yours to make, but God will always be there to help you to make the forgiveness easier.

Without forgiveness you heart will start to harden. It will get harder the longer you let the bitterness sit inside you. This will start to eat at your joy, your peace and eventually you will shut down emotionally. In fact your slowing allowing “The Grinch” to take up space in your heart!

The Grinch hated Christmas because of the noise. The laughter, the love and the singing made his heart hurt more. He couldn’t experience any of it and so he decided to hate it.

We all have had that moment where we have been so hurt badly that we do not want to participate in anything that can remind of us of the pain. We push it deep inside with a big “DO NOT ENTER” sign . In that moment just know you have been “Grinched”!

In the book of Ephesians it says, “Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” Ephesians 4:31-32 NIV

God made a way for us to be forgiven by bringing His Son JESUS into the world. Because of Jesus we have been forgiven for all our sins past, present and future. All we need to do is just ask and then receive it.

True love holds no record of wrong. Love is described in book of Corinthians as this, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.” 1 Corinthians‬ ‭13:4-5‬ ‭

The truth is, real love can soften even the hardest of hearts. When we become that love, that powerful agape love that God has for His children, we will see people change. It even changed The Grinch!

The Grinch thought he could stop Christmas from coming by taking The Who’s presents, decorations and food. He believed that it was material things that made them celebrate the holiday. Much to his surprise, on Christmas Day all The Who’s went outside and began singing joyful songs to celebrate that Christmas was here.

The music that rang through the sky was filled with love and joy. That sound was so powerful that the frequency did something to The Grinch. It changed his heart.

So, this Christmas give a present to all that you know. Take all the hurts and just let them go!

Forgiveness is a sound that you must be willing to make. Digging in deeper for the strength that it takes. Releasing the people and setting them free. This is the same gift that Jesus gave to you and to me!

Merry Christmas!


Thankful For The Leaves

One of my favorite holidays is Thanksgiving. I come from a family that found great pleasure in lots of food and great stories. Here is one of those stories.

Thanksgiving day at our house was always filled with lots of noise. The TV was playing “The Macy’s Day Thanksgiving Day Parade” and I was nestled right next to my dad watching it, Rik, my older brother, was picking away on his banjo and Tina, my sister, and David, the youngest brother, were both running around. Lots of chaos, that was us.

My siblings and I could feel the excitement in the air. My dad’s family was here celebrating the holiday. The smells coming from the kitchen let us know that dinner was on its way. All was calm until my mother realized she needed something from the store.

After the initial debate about who is going to go and do you really need it, my dad was the one chosen to go. Unfortunately, his car was blocked in by the all the relatives, so he needed to take my mom’s light blue Cadillac.

My dad got in her car and turned the key. The engine sputtered, but refused to turn over. Again he tried to start the car, but click click click was all he got. Just as he was giving up my aunt’s boyfriend, Jerry who happened to be a mechanic walked up the driveway.

“What’s wrong Bill?” Jerry asked. “The engine won’t turnover,” my dad replied. Jerry told him to pop the hood and he took out his mechanic’s rag to take a look.

“Hey, Bill, it’s the carburetor. Do you have some gasoline in the garage that I can pour into the carburetor?” he asked. My dad went into the garage and found a small glass baby jar and filled it with gas. He handed it to Jerry and proceeded to get back in the car.

The rest of the family was busy preparing the table for our meal as my dad and Jerry were working on the car. My aunt asked for Jerry’s whereabouts when suddenly, we heard cries from outside.

Jerry told my dad to start the car as he began pouring gas into the carburetor. A quick click and then a big poof. A big flash of light exploded that turned the hood of the my mom’s car into a pit of flames. Jerry realized that his rag had also caught on fire and so he threw both the rag and gasoline over his shoulder into the neighbor’s yard.

It was like a scene out of a movie. The flames quickly began spreading across the lawn. Shouts of help began getting louder and finally caught the attention of my grandmother.

My mother was pulling out the turkey and was heading toward the counter when she spotted the flames through the window. She began shouting “Fire, Fire! The neighbor’s lawn is on fire!” She threw the turkey down on the counter and grabbed her coat heading outside.

My dad had run into the house to grab the fire extinguisher. My grandma ran outside and was stomping out the flames with her boots. As the commotion became apparent, everyone ran outside and began stomping on the flames. We looked like a bunch of lunatics jumping around, smashing out the flames that wanted to continue to spread its fire.

My dad now had the hose and began to spray down the lawn. Anyone in its path got sprayed down but eventually the water finally put an end to the fire.

We all looked relieved as a major catastrophe was averted. We assessed the damages, now that the crisis was over. What then came to our realization was the huge black burned area of our lovely neighbor’s lawn. Thank goodness she was out of town and would never know how close her house was from catching on fire.

My dad looked at my mom and said “How are we going to fix this?” My mom is a quick thinker and she had a quick fix for our dilemma. She shouted, “Everyone grab leaves!”

We quickly began grabbing bunches of leaves and started covering up the blackened grass that now was half of the lawn.

Everyone was running around covering areas and precisely placing them to strategically hide the damages. When were finally done, we surveyed the lawn. All the damage was completely covered. We however, were a wet, sweaty mess.

Now, that the drama was over Thanksgiving could now continue. We went back inside, cleaning off the mud from our boots, and began getting ready for the great feast.

The conversation began to quickly flow as the plates were being passed from old memories to new one of who used the car last? That answer would be my brother Rik, because his car was not working. Rik reluctantly began to tell everyone that the engine caught on fire the day before. He didn’t say anything because he didn’t want to ruin the day. The sound rose from the table of laughter to yelling to laughter again. The eating continued and so did the stories.

My family wasn’t like TV. We were real and we dealt with the realities that life gave us. My family showed me that even in dysfunction you can find love. Yes we were loud, we argued, we would laugh, we would cry, we would fight, but most of all we created great memories that made great stories.

Just a quick follow up!

Back in 1996 I was honored to be a participant of “The Macy’s Day Thanksgiving Parade.” I was on “Willy Wonka And The Chocolate Factory” float, created especially for the anniversary of the film. The late actress Della Reese from “Touched By An Angel” fame sang the song “Pure Imagination” and I was a part of it. I managed to get on TV and my family watched. I became of part of of our tradition! I love how God fulfills childhood dreams!

Regarding the car, Jerry suggested that my dad drop off the Cadillac at his shop sometime the following week. My dad asked Rik to do it and that he did. Rik drove the Cadillac to Jerry’s garage. He parked the car right in front of the building and went in to see Jerry. Just then a semi truck lost control and smashed into the parked Cadillac, totaling the car for good.

Yep, end of story!

The Mermaid Who Couldn’t Swim

 I saw her tattoo and immediately she started to share its meaning.

I have heard of Doug Addison and how he had a gifting to interpreting people’s tattoos. I thought how awesome that gift is and how it could be used to reach the lost and hurting. 

I looked at the tattoo again. I asked Holy Spirit to pull stuff out of the image that could be used to minister the love of The Father. 

The smile hid the shame, guilt, hurt and regrets of a life that was half lived. Her eyes were lowered to the recollection of dreams that were never birthed. 

The bigger issue was I knew all this all too well because, as my sister, she was always a part of my life. I heard the stories and sometimes witnessed them first hand. I held her tight when the world around us was falling apart. 

She had a destiny inside her that she had given up on. She had love overflowing and no one worthy to give it to. The life of disappointment was too big for her to repair and so she just gave up. 

I looked at her tattoo again and asked God show me what it really means. The explanation of her design was simple and to the point: she was only living half of a life. 

God began to unwrap the mystery of how she felt about herself through a simple piece of artwork. As I began to interpret what I saw The Holy Spirit gave me new eyes to see it. 

First, I saw the colors. The blue showed she had gifts of prophecy and the flowing hair showed me The Holy Spirit was blowing a fresh wind over her. The colors in her mermaid tail had power(gold), fire(orange) and royalty(purple). The skeleton showed that death was trying to consume her, but not her beauty. That she still held on to like a warrior. I knew that the her heart represented love and it was revealed for all to see. 

I asked God if there was something else. What am I missing and then He showed me that there was still a promise that she hadn’t let go of completely. That promise was love. 

Regardless of how hard her life was she still believed in the promise of true love. Just like in the story “The Little Mermaid” by Hans Christian Anderson my sister was willing to risk it all for love! 

She was not afraid of going into the deep waters of love. She was willing to swim into  those uncharted territories. The risk to her was worth it because she knew deep inside that God had someone saved just for her. 

On Purpose

I was thinking about who I am and what my objective in life is. I mean, what is my main purpose?

God asked me if I was trying to change people’s perspective of themselves or their perspective of Him?

My response was quick. I thought, “I want to change both!”
God lovingly showed me that people can’t see themselves, or Him, differently until they have a new perspective. The mindset that they have built can’t be reconstructed until a new vision is in place. 
God spoke to me, “Remember the three ‘P’s’!  Perspective, Perception and Purpose. I quickly began to look up each word along with each meaning. 

Perspective-. a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view

Perception-the ability to see, hear, or become aware of something through the senses.

Purpose-the reason for which something is done or created or for which something exists.
I heard The Father share why these three “P’s” are so important. 

He explained that our PERSPECTIVE is based on the experience and attitude we have formed in our minds. If we have a negative view then we won’t be able to see a positive outcome regardless of how hard we try. However, if we shift our mind to see how God sees a situation we can have greater revelation. 

The Father continued enlightening me about our PERCEPTION. This is the way we process the information through our natural senses, but if we were hurt by words, actions, etc., then we can’t trust what we perceive through the lenses of those wounds. Perception is based on our own truth and that can actually be a big fat lie!               

We view ourselves not through rose colored glasses, but through fun house mirrors that distort our perception of true self. It’s that skewed vision keeping us blocked from our true potential. If we begin to look through the Father’s eyes we will begin to see ourselves the way He created us to be. God created you, and because of that He sees the true you

The last P was PURPOSE and that was the whole point. What is my purpose? I looked up the word purpose in the Bible and there I found the answer. 

“And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.”

‭Romans‬ ‭8:28‬ ‭NLT‬‬

That was it! I was called for His purpose and not mine. 

He showed me that my mind, will, and emotions wouldn’t allow me to understand His plan. I couldn’t trust what I heard or saw because I couldn’t envision the bigger picture. Finally He brought me to the understanding that I needed to go higher in order to get that heavenly perspective.

God loves to give us new ways to see, hear and understand. Yes, He does it all on purpose!

Next Blog- Going Higher

The Great Hook Up

I hear the words from an old Johnny Cash song reverberating in my head. It’s the beginning lyrics to his song, “Folsom Prison Blues” the lyrics sing out this verse.

I hear the train a comin’ rollin’ round the bend 

I know in my spirit that there is a train coming and I began to ask God what are you trying to tell me?

Immediately I was caught up in a vision. I began to see an old Railroad yard filled with many train cars. These cars represented people who had been waiting to move into their destiny. 

I saw these beautiful railroad cars slowly riding up the track to meet the other cars that would become part of their journey. Each shiny car carried something different. I saw box cars, tankers, hoppers, freight, and dining. Some cars looked familiar, but some looked as if they were custom designed just for this journey.

I could see that many of these cars looked like they have been abandoned in this Railroad yard ( a place built when there is a need to store cars while they are not being loaded or unloaded) waiting to be assembled into trains. It’s a location for those waiting to be used. 

I also saw a few high speed locamotives just speed past them because they were not fully loaded with what they needed to carry.  

This time it was different, this time they were connecting!

I immediately saw Jesus directing these cars onto the proper track, so He could hook them up correctly.  He was coupling up the trains. I could see them backing into each other to join the locomotive.  

Connecting these trains was a very strategic job, because if they didn’t fit properly someone could get hurt in the process. These massive pieces of steal were being joined together for a greater purpose. Jesus is the coupler that joins these powerful cars into one dynamic caravan of His Glory!

The Lord then began to show me the railroads tracks. He revealed to me that these were positioned all because of  prayer. The Intercessors began laying down  these tracks as they cried out for a greater move of God. Each railway was strategically placed to allow the train access to certain areas. 

The Lord then showed me a track with a rail spike still not hammered in completely. I then heard a hammer hit that spike and immediately I heard the train whistle blow. 

The trains are ministries that God is about to send out. If you have been feeling off or different it’s because you are now carrying a different weight. You are now part of the heavenly railway system. The Love train is getting ready to leave the station. 

Each one of these ministries carries a special purpose from The Father’s heart and He has hand picked who should travel together. 

I saw that some cars would carry people. The other cars would carry teaching, leadership, music, entertainment, media and provision. Not one car was coupled together unless they had a similar purpose. 

This was divinely ordained since the beginning of time. That’s why some people feel such strong connections just after they have met!

The great train has been assembled.

All the cars will be pulled by the the great locomotive, The Holy Spirit.  He is the great conductor. He has released the brakes and the train is slowly beginning to move. 

Get ready to climb aboard for a adventure of a lifetime!

We Are Not In Kansas Anymore

 I love the way that God uses familiar things to teach us new lessons. I treasure movies especially from my childhood. Today God started to show me scenes from one of my favorites “The Wizard of Oz”. He was just showing me a new way to start looking at this movie with a prophetic lense.

There was something so special about the story of Dorothy that I related to. I could understand her yearning for something new and different that was beyond the rainbow. She knew it existed and probably felt it pulling at her throughout her life. It took a drastic turn and a giant storm for her to leave what she knew in order to explore a whole new world. 

I’ve been feeling a lot like Dorothy lately. It’s funny that I’ve had so many prophetic words about those red ruby slippers that the Wicked Witch of The West was so eager to possess. It was finally brought to my attention by a spiritual mentor that they represented HOME. 

We are always looking for that place called home, but what is home? One definition on Dictionary.com says, “the place in which one’s domestic affections are centered.” I can relate to this definition because it’s speaking about love. For me a place where you feel loved is your home. 

The time spent in Oz for Dorothy was more than a dream, but an unlocking of her destiny.  Dorothy had to discover who she really was. She needed to know that amazing gifts were already inside her the whole time. 

It’s the challenges and hard times in our life that we discover our true self.  For Dorothy and her friends the same holds true and was in fact played out before our eyes in the movie. 

The Scarecrow wanted a brain. He felt he wasn’t smart and all he spoke of was the inability to think. Throughout the movie we see The Scarecrow giving direction and taking a leadership role. It wasn’t until Dorothy was in danger that the Scarecrow was operating outside of who he thought he was and it allowed him to step into his true identity.  

The Tin Man and The Cowardly Lion discovered what they thought they lacked was there all the time. It is in the trials and storms that our courage and love is formed! It’s when push comes to shove that our inner lion will roar and take back the territory.  You can only understand love when you can feel your heart break. Those challenges produce change. It will begin to pull out your true self.

We are all a little like Dorothy, The Scarecrow, The Tin Man and The Cowardly Lion.  We all desire to have wisdom, to love deeply, to defend fiercely and to find our home. 

We can let those storms or trials refine us or destroy us. We can look beyond the situation and ask Our Great and Powerful Father for strength, guidance, protection and understanding to defeat those things that try to steal our power. 

When you begin to understand the awesomeness that God has given to each and every one of us it will forever change you and your circumstances. You will never  see yourself as “less than” again,  but will be able to see yourself as you were created to be…fully equipped. 

I think Glinda The Good Witch said it best when she told Dorothy, “You’ve always had the power my dear, you just had learn it for yourself”! It’s all there inside and now it’s up to you to discover the awesomeness that’s been hidden! 

Welcome my friends to Oz!

I Know YOU

At some point in our life, we will all go through testing or trials of some sort. I believe we get testimonies by enduring these tests.
One Sunday at church we heard a testimony of one woman who went through cancer. She was sharing her story about FROG (Fully Relying On God). (At this point, I had once heard about this FROG thing before from a friend.) She gives people a frog, when they are going through a difficult situation.
This woman at church explained that, as she was going through cancer treatments, a friend gave her a stuffed frog. She spoke, with tears in her eyes, about how there were days she couldn’t speak, pray, or even think. All she could do was squeeze that stuffed frog, while fully relying on God!
When she finished her story, she raised and shook that stuffed frog almost like a trophy. At the end of her testimony, a victorious smile came across her face, like an athlete finishing a race. The frog became a representation of a struggle that God had fully brought her through. We all wiped tears from our eyes, cheering and applauding the faithfulness of our heavenly Father.
After church I was supposed to go over to a sick friend’s house to support and pray with her, but I really was not in the mood to go anywhere. I tried to justify the fact that church ended later than expected, and by the time I got to her house, everyone would be gone.
However, God knew that I would be going!
My friend called and asked, “Where are you?” I tried to get out of it with all kinds of excuses. She simply said, “Nope! Get over here,” and she hung up. Ugh! Now I had to go.
As I was driving in my car, I pictured that stuffed frog from church that morning. I knew that God wanted me to get my friend a stuffed frog and explain the whole Fully Rely On God thing.
I thought I could stop at the drug store and purchase a stuffed frog on my way to her house. It was around Easter, so finding a stuffed frog should be easy right? Wrong! I could not find one stuffed frog! I was about to walk out of the store feeling defeated, when I suddenly spotted a ceramic frog. It was perfect -small enough to fit in your hand, and best of all, it was pointing toward Heaven! I smiled because God is so awesome, and He found the most perfect frog for His little lesson.
I purchased my little green critter, beaming with excitement over what was about to take place. I prayed on my drive, asking God to guide me on how to pray with my friend. I knew that God was with me, and something big was about to happen.
I arrived at her house with my gift from God safely hidden. What happened next still makes me speechless. As the door opened, I saw frogs! I mean they were everywhere! Frogs on the wall, ceramic frogs on shelves, picture of frogs, big frogs, and small frogs. I was in a swamp! 

 I laughed as I hugged my friend hello and brought out my little gift. I sheepishly began to explain my little story, when I realized there was so much more to the story. You see, I thought I had a lesson for her, but God had a lesson for me!
I told her, “I had no idea that you loved and collected frogs. The funny thing is that God told me to get you a frog. It was His gift to you. I didn’t know what you love, but God does! He knows just how much you love frogs that He wanted to give you one from Him! God knows you! He knows your thoughts, your desires, your weakness and your strengths. God knows everything about you! Most of all God loves you!”

My friend smiled and hugged me tight. She pulled away from me, and I saw tears rolling down her cheeks. Trying to comprehend what was just said, she just looked at me and said, “Yes, He does!”
Source: I Know YOU

Hello, This is GOD.

I have had a lot of conversations with people about how God has led me to do things, say things, or even go places – all of which I would have never thought of doing myself.  I guess when you tell someone that God told you to do something, it can leave your audience puzzled.  Often what I see is a look of confusion, quickly followed by a very weird smile.  That person is nodding their head, hearing what I’m saying, yet  everything inside them is screaming, “She is a nut job!”

Now don’t get me wrong. I don’t really blame them.  Before I started to recognize God’s voice, I would have thought the very same thing.  I would hear some TV Pastor saying that God said this or that, and I thought, “What a phony! Only crazy people hear from God!”  I remember the first time I really believed that God was speaking to me; I thought I was going crazy!  I thought, “Why in the world would God speak to me?  I’m so unimportant! Shouldn’t He be speaking to someone who is powerful, more educated, influential, or famous?  If God needs to talk to someone, then it’s not going to be me!” Every single day after I heard God’s voice, I thought I was growing more and more insane.  As I would reminisce about the important decisions in my life, I discovered that God played an integral part of it!  God led me to a waitressing job, which led to meeting the most important man in my life  – my husband!   God also led us to our current home, and He gave me the names of both my children!

I was warned and protected many times by God. I used to think that it was only my conscience or my guardian angel, who was protecting me through specific promptings, but I now know that it was God the Father. So, I started to realize that, if God’s was so involved in these life-changing events, then maybe He really was talking to me!

The truth is that God wants to talk to everyone! We are His children, and what kind of a Father would He be, if He didn’t communicate with us? I started to pray more, while anticipating to hear from Him, and I did! The more I would hear Him, the more I expected it! Now, before we go any further, let me set the record straight. I have never heard the audible voice of God! I have read that there are people who have heard the audible voice of God, but for me, it’s a still small voice in my head. His voice is more like the inner monologue in my head, a random thought or an answer to a question, before I could even say it out loud. It’s a feeling deep in my soul that calls out to me. Some say it’s like a kind of “knowing” that you just can’t explain. The difference between my inner thoughts and God’s voice is in one word – comforting.

Ok, now that I’ve cleared that up, I can continue. I believe I first started to hear God’s voice at a very young age. I’m not quite sure when exactly, but as I start to reflect, I believe it’s been through my entire life! I remember playing a game with my sister Tina where we would “call Heaven” and talk to God! I must have been 6 or 7-years-old, and we would play often! It’s amazing to think that I actually believed that I could “call Heaven,” as a little girl! Why did I think that I could call Heaven? Did I really believe that the God of the universe would play telephone with 2 little girls? It says in Mark 10:15 NLT, “I tell you the truth, anyone who doesn’t receive the Kingdom of God like a child will never enter it.” For whatever the reason, I really enjoyed talking to God as a child. As I grew up, I prayed to God, but I never really expected an answer. I was busy with my life, and I would only pray out of obligation or because a crisis would arise. After my mother was burned in a house fire in 2002, my relationship with God changed. God healed my mother, even though doctors doubted she would live through the 7 surgeries. I started to hear Him again. He walked me through each surgery telling me that she was going to live. After my mother was released from the hospital and the crisis averted, I went back to life as usual (just praying at night).

I thought my relationship with God was great, but it was a one-sided relationship. God wanted me to go deeper with Him, and so He drew me closer to Him. My life started to fall apart. Every which way I turned, my world was turning upside down, and I felt like I was talking to the ceiling when I actually did pray. I came to the end of my rope, and I surrendered myself to God. I knew I needed more, and I was going to find my God that was always there for me. I started to delve into the Bible, desperately trying to find that switch that would allow me to hear from Him again. I watched TV shows about this God that had conversations and gave people visions. That’s what I really wanted! Maybe it’s because that little girl who once played telephone with her Creator never wanted to stop hearing His voice, or perhaps God just wanted to start a new conversation with me. For whatever the reason, in 2009 a switch was turned on; I started to hear from God again!

This time it was different. This wasn’t me praying simply to ask for anything; this was getting to know my Father for the very first time. At first I would read a verse in the Bible and within a few moments I would have a clear understanding. Another time while I was on a plane to Hawaii, nervousness set in after hitting some turbulence, and I began worrying the plane was going to crash. All of a sudden, that still small voice said, “If this plane crashes what glory would I get?” What God said really made sense, and He completely calmed my fear!

The more time I would spend with Him the more I would hear Him. The very first time God gave me an assignment, I allowed my mind to challenge it. God is so patient with me, but this time He was very stern, just like any good Father should be. After questioning Him on what He wanted me to do, the opportunity slipped away. Defeated, I heard Him say, “When I tell you to go, GO!” Just as I thought, I failed my Father, He brought that opportunity right back, and this time I listened. Since then, I have been the Lord has asked me to do some very strange things. I have had the privilege to tell people very intimate things about their life, to pray for people who had cancer, hig people as they cried out to God, and I even was prompted to tell someone that they tried to kill themselves, in order to draw them closer to the Father. At times, it has been overwhelming and quite draining.

In all of this, the humor of God is addictive, and His love amazing. I once asked God, “Lord, people say that I shouldn’t hear from You all the time. Is that true”? He responded, “I spoke to Moses all of the time!” Call me crazy, but that still small voice just made me smile!



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Sometimes it feels that we are forever waiting for something. We have to wait in lines to make purchases of food, clothes and other merchandise. We wait in lines to enter movies, restaurants, theme parks and special attractions. In travel we wait to board airplanes, trains or ships anxious to get to our final destinations. Even in our car we wait while we are stuck in traffic praying that it begins to move again!! It just seems like all we do is wait!!

The waiting can be challenging at times and even frustrating to say the very least. Waiting can be exhausting or exciting. In life we will go through times of waiting. When a woman becomes pregnant she has to wait 9 long and very uncomfortable months before she can hold her precious child. The time of conception to birth may feel like a lifetime, but once that baby is born the time becomes irrelevant . Maybe it’s because the joy just over rides the time.

It may be like that when we are praying for change in our life! We keep praying and still not seeing any results! We can begin to think that this prayer will never be answered! Maybe I was wrong or maybe this is not God’s will for me. Our minds start to shout out “God don’t You hear me”?! The frustration builds and doubt starts to creep in trying to steal our hope.

The first thing we have to understand about time is God works in a completely different time zone! God’s time is NOT our time! Let’s think back to the pregnant woman. When she became uncomfortable as the baby grew larger, she wanted the baby to be delivered at once. Now, if God allowed the baby to come too early the baby would not be complete and might not survive. God closed up the womb, so that the baby would be sealed until the proper time of arrival. 

In a very similar way, God slows down or speeds up (“seals,” if you will) our time. Yes, that does warrant the continuous act of waiting, but during this wait, God ripens each situation, so that everything is ready for its proper release. It’s written in the book of Ecclesiastes “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: (‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭3‬:‭1‬).

Knowing that God has a time for everything to be released why is waiting such a place of frustration? I believe that we are missing a key ingredient to seeing our prayers being fulfilled. In the book of Psalms David writes “Listen to my voice in the morning, LORD. Each morning I bring my requests to you and wait expectantly. (‭Psalms‬ ‭5‬:‭3‬ NLT)
That is the key waiting expectantly!
David was given a promise to be king, but he had to prepared for the throne. Abraham was given a promise that he would have many descendants yet he had no children. God’s promises were received by these great men of faith and they waited with expectancy! They knew God’s word would surely be done!

In this fast paced world we live in we don’t like to wait or be inconvenienced in any way. We have become spoiled children not understanding the beauty in the waiting. There are lessons and growth that is taking place during that time. Waiting is not only a necessity, but a pure blessing in disguise!

Our faith is being stretched and strengthened. Our relationship with God is increasing as we come to Him each and everyday. Our testimony is being built to encourage others “If God did it for me than He will do it for you”! Most importantly we are resting in the truth that God is in control! For all who have entered into God’s rest have rested from their labors, just as God did after creating the world. (‭Hebrews‬ ‭4‬:‭10‬ NLT).

See even God rests after His work is finished. Just believe that as you have prayed God has heard you and He is working on it. He has implanted you with a destiny and a purpose to be used at the right time. We are all pregnant carrying God’s promises. One day our water will burst open and all our promises will be birthed. So, rest and be expectant. Just remember that God’s time is always on your side!


Preparing for the storms


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Spending the day at the beach is full of rest and peace. The waves quietly hitting the shore and the sound of children’s laughter fill your head with a sense of tranquility. A gentle breeze blows giving you a quick relief from the hot sun. You give your mind permission to take the day off and not think. All is well in the world until the winds begin to shift!

The sun becomes dim as dark clouds begin to surround it and distinguish its bright light. The winds blow with a force that sends a message to batten down the hatches a storm is a brewin! You go into panic mode as you call for the kids and begin grabbing all your belongings. Time is of the essence as you feel the drops of rain touch your skin. Your running for your life as you throw stuff into your car, children buckled in and doors shut just as the heavens release it’s fury. A sigh of relief escapes your lips as realize your safe and sound!
That scenario is how life really is. The truth is we never know how or when the storm is going to hit us!

We are told in the bible that we will endure many trials in this life and anyone who has never been through one I would love to shake their hand! It says in 1 Peter “Dear friends, don’t be surprised at the fiery trials you are going through, as if something strange were happening to you. (1 Peter 4:12 NLT)”. The truth is life is not perfect and we live in a world full of imperfections. From the moment that Adam and Eve ate from the tree of knowledge we have been living in a fallen world. Anywhere you look you can see sickness, disease, poverty, depression, wars, death, hate and natural disasters fill our earth. This world is so far from the Garden of Eden that God originally created for us. He created a world full of food, protection, joy, peace and love. God created this because of His love for us. If God loves us so much then why does He allow us to go through trials?

It says in the bible “We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. (Romans 5:3 NLT)”. God allows these trials and test to help us burn away the fleshy desires of this world. He wants us to strengthen our faith and trust in Him. Think back to some of the more difficult times in your life there was always a lesson in it. What’s great about God is if you didn’t get that message the first time then you can do it over until you do! I can go back to times when my faith was tested, my strength was weak and my hope was diminished. In the book of James it says “For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. (James 1:3 NLT)”. I had such fear and anxiety that I never thought it would pass. It did! It always has and it always will. If I never went through them then I would not have such faith and hope in everything that comes into my life. I have learned that God is so very faithful to His word.

In each test my faith grew. I know that if God did it before He will do it again. I also know if that if God did it for someone else He will do it for me. Another lesson God taught me was about forgiveness and importance of what I say. He showed me that my mind was thinking negatively and I needed to change my thought patterns. The Lord pressed into my heart about looking deeper into someone’s heart and see their pain. Because of their hurt they go around hurting others. Such valuable lessons that I cherish so very much had to be taught through some of the most difficult storms in my life. If I never experienced trials then I would have never grown.

The storms in nature are a lot like the storms in our lives they come out the blue. Sometimes we get a warning so we can prepare ourselves for what is about to happen and sometimes we just get hit by it. We can prepare by knowing that God loves us and is faithful. He hears our prayers and our petitions that we send up. By reading the bible we will know what is in God’s will and what He will do. Most importantly we can be at peace during it. Jesus said “I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33 NLT)”. Jesus is there in the storms in your life He is ready to grab your hand and give you a peace that surpasses all understanding. He is after all The Prince of Prince and He gives His peace to all who ask! He is our anchor, our rock, our fortress and our shield. Jesus is our refuge and our place of safety when everything around us is tumbling down. Take heart that into our life a little or a lot of rain must fall. Just be sure your relying on more than your umbrella to weather the storm!