I No Longer Live, But…..

I wrote this in 2017, 3 days after a car accident while in the hospital. I remember I did more ministry from a wheelchair in the three months I was laid up than I ever expected I would or could. God’s spirit isn’t limited by our physical, mental, or emotional limitations. Never worry about His ability to move thru you when He wants to. You’ll never miss the boat when He is steering.

So a lab tech just came in to take some blood from me. The tech emitted some sad, negative energy, so God gave me word of knowledge and some prophecy for her. I wanted to nod off while they took some blood from me, But God had some other plans instead. She took my hand and bowed her head as the Holy Spirit filled her tank with the good stuff! A good reminder that God still wants to love other people through you, no matter your circumstances.

I’m continually humbled by how much He loves his children. He’s always trying to reach us.

Galatians 2:20 NIV

I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for m

Channeling For God?

I was on a live group chat yesterday when a Christian nurse began talking about trauma being held in the body that caused illness. She threw out that she practiced Reiki, chakras, channeling, etc. She was upset that her family and some friends didn’t accept this. I finally spoke up, “Some Christians have learned that these words are demonic or associated with the demonic. Why don’t you tell me what Reiki is to you?” She said, “I put my hands above a person’s body, ask God to tell me what is wrong with them, and then I ask to be a channel for God to heal this person. It’s all in your intent.”

I replied, “Well, your intent doesn’t sound demonic to me. If it says in the bible that as believers it is no longer I but Christ who lives in me, aren’t you already a channel for God? If you believe God can heal through you, you can just lay hands-on (or above) someone and release that. You don’t even need to say Reiki, chakras, channeling, etc. You could be turning some people off or away by the words regardless of your intent. We need to meet people where they are at.” Then I told her of a business I knew of that lost a lot of customers after they put up a flyer that they were hiring a Reiki master. The Christians fled. They didn’t stick around even to find out what it was. Like it or not, words are powerful as we have our meanings attached to them.

I added that I would never personally go somewhere for a “Reiki session” but that many people had prayed over me. She was obviously a caring professional with a huge heart to help others, but she kept arguing. I finally realized that she was emotionally attached to using these terms and getting others to accept them.

Rejection of these words was a rejection of her.

I recently bought a book by Cindy Jacobs that is currently lost somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle; I call my office. The book is about getting rid of our “Christian-ese” so we can reach more people. Stop using words like anointing, imparting, open portals (Ha), etc. Just be Jesus to the world.

Today I am going to be a calm redheaded Jesus to the world. I expect it to be pretty easy since I am not leaving my house. I am working on my book and not answering my phone.

God is still working on this Ginger channel.

5 Buck Cluck

I drove over to Sam’s Club to pick up a rotisserie chicken. I didn’t feel like cooking, and they were only $5. I circled the parking lot looking for an empty spot. I decided it was just too cold to get out of my car, and I was not in the mood to make the long trek to the back of the store to only buy one item. Especially just to save a couple of dollars.
Instead, I decided to drive over to a neighboring small store and pick up a couple of items. I was suddenly reminded of a class I took years ago from Curry Blake. Curry had us pray in tongues for an extended time and then enter a public place. You were to see who was drawn to you and who was repelled. I decided to pray in tongues on the 15-minute ride and see what happened. I was amazed at the people who stopped and smiled or spoke to me while I made my way through the store. I was also amused by those who turned around in the middle of an aisle and sped off. Like they couldn’t get away from me fast enough. No, I didn’t imagine it. I finally ended up at the deli and looked at their $6.99 chickens. Do I even want one now? I hate spending more than $5 as I never finish them all, anyway. “I’d buy one if I only had to pay $5”, I said out loud to no one in particular. Then I suddenly looked down and was surprised to see one marked down to $5. The skin was missing on one of the legs, hence the markdown. Great!
I pushed my cart to the parking lot and started to load the back of my SUV. It was super cold out, and I was not wearing a jacket. I was not looking forward to wheeling the cart down 8 car lengths to the corral. In my head, I said, “I wish someone would come along and offer to take my cart.” 30 seconds later, a woman, wearing a cotton Hijab and a very lightweight coat, walked by me and stopped. “It is so cold out; please let me take your cart as my car is parked next to a cart rack. How nice! She didn’t look very warm herself. I laughed” I just wished someone would offer to take my cart” She smiled. “Well, you should have wished for a million dollars, then.”

It is always an exciting adventure to see how tongues pull, repel and find DEALS. Try it this week to see what happens.

Thoughts-Beliefs-Actions

Are you tired of being stuck? You might just be the captain of your own dysfunctional Carnival Cruise!

We store thoughts or information in our minds and store beliefs in our hearts. Thoughts = beliefs = action. How do some of your thoughts become beliefs? By attaching emotions to it. The more times you attach emotions to a thought the stronger that belief gets. That is why it doesn’t take more than a heartbeat to get your blood boiling when you repeatedly think about that person that hurt you. It is more than a memory and it has now become a belief that has a very quick trigger. That is also why it is really important to break that circuit by sharing good stories or testimonies.

Why? Because we have been taught about life from stories since we were small children. Some good. Some bad. Unfortunately, we continue to tell ourselves stories that are lies, no longer true or keeping us stuck. When we share testimonies or hear testimonies of God’s goodness, healing, provision, etc. it stirs up emotions in us. We feel the reality of God! We feel what He can do and will do. It speaks the miracle or action prophetically into our own lives. When enough of those stories get imprinted into our hearts, it becomes a belief. These beliefs give us hope and propel us forward. When we are hopeless we remain stuck. The more it is imprinted, the stronger the belief gets. Good or bad. That is why it is easier to believe God in some areas and not in others. We just haven’t attached enough good or Godly emotions or proof to the areas we struggle in.

Purpose this week to share testimonies of God’s goodness in your life. Not only will it help someone else, but it will remind you of Him. I am tired of being stuck by some of the negative stories I continue to tell myself. It is time to put some emotions to the good stuff, so we can call more of it into our lives. God told me to make the month of March a march forward month. How about you?

Share your testimonies this week and let me know how you not only change the atmosphere around you…..but how it changes the beliefs in your heart!

March on, beloveds!

Holy Grounds

It’s been a rough couple of days still waiting for a call back on my CT scan. Fighting fear. Up late and sleeping late. I drove to a Starbucks to get a Trenta Cold Brew. Love or hate Starbucks, their Cold Brew makes me extremely happy.

As I went through the very long drive-thru, I called my friend Jim to talk about being fearful and how I was tired of medical issues. That lately, regardless of speaking to my mountain, I can’t seem to hear God nor hold on to peace for very long. That this is all triggering trauma for me. Not only from memories of Dan’s health fight but also my own recent “adventures.”

I told Jim I was surprised I even had any fear. Looking back, God has been faithful and had my back even when I didn’t deserve it. Shouldn’t I be trusting and at peace 24/7? Terrible feeling like a hypocrite when you minister to others about God’s goodness.

As I rambled on about trust, no trust, and how I shouldn’t be spending retirement money on coffee, I suddenly became annoyed at the car in front of me. It was apparent they had forgotten they were in a “moving” line, and in my head, I was yelling, “Pull up! Pull up!”

I continued to complain to Jim as I watched this vehicle finally reach the takeout window. I saw the “bucker,” as I call their employees, start to hand them out my Cold Brew but then pull it back. “WTH? Don’t be handing out my drink to those slowpoke strangers!”

Now I am really annoyed. When I finally reached the window, the bucker said, “The car in front of you bought your drink.” WHAT? I’m still talking to Jim and can’t hear her. “They paid for your drink!” I tell Jim, and he laughs, “God’s trying to tell you everything will be okay .”I smiled. He’s got this! God knows His girl loves Starbucks and Tulips. Free Starbucks! Maybe when I get home, my Tulips will have opened. It had been over a week, and they were still hiding.

Later that night, I looked over at my tulips, and they had literally bloomed while I was out that day. Then the memory of the free drink hit me like a sack of Holy Spirit bricks. I broke down and just started sobbing because I could feel His heart for me. I couldn’t settle down to actually hear Him say “no worries,” so He had to find another way to get my attention.

Then today, He prompted me to turn to K-LOVE radio in my car instead of making calls like I usually do. I can’t even tell you the last time I listened to any music in my vehicle. God spoke directly to me thru every song. He sang sweet reminders to me of trust, provision, and His goodness. A perfect playlist He had created just for me.

Has He ever communicated to you in a fashion you didn’t expect? When you just couldn’t hear Him in a way you are familiar with? Comfortable with? Even when we aren’t seeking Him, He tries to get our attention. His words may just be delivered in a way you’d never expect.

I don’t have all the answers, but He does, and I feel at peace.

Tangible God

Why do we want to feel God in a tangible way? So we feel assured. Assured that He is real. That He cares. That there really is a Heaven. Just because we don’t feel Him doesn’t mean He isn’t there or isn’t working behind the scenes. But it makes it so much sweeter if we do.

I have had nights lately where I am screaming “God! Answer me! Tell me that everything will be okay. Tell me how this will work out. And when. How long do I have to struggle with this? Or worry about this?”

Crickets

Then I start questioning myself. Am I in some kind of sin? Am I not doing x, x, x, or x enough? Maybe He is silent because He expects us to take authority and bring it to pass by our faith alone. Geesh. That makes me feel like an orphan. Like Big Sky Daddy isn’t in control or isn’t moving the puzzle pieces. Is He even real?

Wow…..overthinking this aren’t I?

Today, I cried as I started begging Him to fix a couple of things. Then I apologized for begging. That’s not what a daughter of the most High God does. Begging or apologizing. But I still held my breath and waited for an answer.

Crickets

Then I unexpectedly felt this deep comfort. Like the negative feelings simply went away. I didn’t feel extreme peace or hear Angels singing. I just no longer felt negative. I felt like I could go on with my day.

Sometimes God’s presence is simply comfort. No words were necessary. When it came down to it, I really didn’t need to hear Him, I needed to feel Him take the extreme emotions away.

Comfort:

Comfort is to soothe in times of affliction or distress. Comfort is also a condition of wellbeing, contentment and security. ​

Finding Faith

Do you struggle with having enough Faith to see God move in your life?

Faith is moved by love. Not by how many bible verses you can recite, how much you read your bible, or highlight the crap out of it. 

YOUR FAITH IS MOVED AND INCREASED BY LOVE. NOT BY YOU LOVING GOD.OR EVEN YOU LOVING YOUR NEIGHBOR. FAITH INCREASES BY YOU REALIZING HOW MUCH GOD LOVES YOU! Receiving and accepting the unconditional, unfailing, all-consuming, perfect, and never-ending love by the one that created you! 

Regardless of your past. Regardless of your future. Regardless if you have denied Him your entire life up until now.

Just know Jesus and Father God love you RIGHT NOW. Right where you are. Right in the middle of that big poop hole you are in. Even if you can’t or aren’t ready to wade out of it. Even if being stuck in the muck proves a point to someone you love to hate. Or worse yet, want to punish. Even if that is yourself.

You have heard that faith moves mountains. That faith heals, saves, and delivers. But you can never figure out how much faith you need or where to find it. Or why it comes so quickly to others or why you can’t seem to hang onto it 24/7. And if one more person tells you that you already have everything you need, you will scream. WHY? Because you have been trying so hard to believe you already have it, but you just can’t SEE IT! Aggghhhh, We’re making it too hard, peeps.

It is simply love. GOD’S LOVE FOR YOU! Accepting that God loves you and has your back no matter what. When you finally realize His love for you, you will see it. Not because it wasn’t there before, but it’s hard to embrace what you don’t feel you deserve. You were created by God for such a time as this. EXPECT God’s goodness in every area of your life. That all of God’s goodness will manifest for you! Then start keeping a journal of blessings that come your way. I have, and it’s making a difference. Not only do I see how God has been working in my life so far, but it helps to give me confidence that He will continue to do so. 

That, my beloveds, is what will heal you, deliver you and move your mountains.

I finally get it! Stay warm, darlings………

Change

Tonight I stopped to get gas, at my favorite Holiday station, and decided to get a car wash too. I opened my purse to pay with my debit card and I saw two $1 bills. Great!

“Can I also get a Gopher 5 and a….” I suddenly paused. I wanted another $1 lottery ticket and I heard in my spirit “NO. Give it to the car wash attendant”. Nah, Its just a dollar and again, I started to say “And a “…..” but I heard, “give it to the attendant”. I got back in my car and I thought to myself, “Sure, this is the night I could win Hot Lotto and I should just go back in and buy the dang ticket. Just the devil trying to stop me, because you know if I won, God, I would help so many people. 🙂 I’ll just get my car washed tomorrow instead and I will dig up the cash for a tip then.”

Ha! How stupid. How many times have we bought into the lie that we better buy a ticket, because THIS could be the night. I sat in my car for several minutes debating with myself about it before I drove around the back of the building to get in line for the car wash. God spoke again…. “Give him your change too. Not the pennies. The big change”. Nah, I think change, for a tip, is demeaning. I will only give him the dollar bill. Not many people tip these guys anyway. “Give him your change.” Hard to deny the Father when you heard Him say it a second time.

I started to dig into the Bermuda Triangle, that I call my purse, and was surprised to find a large handful of change. Must have been at least $4-$5. Then i start digging through the cup holder for more change and I am tossing out the pennies. Can’t give the guy pennies, he will think I am a crazy old lady. I looked up and saw a young man with long blonde hair waving me forward. I had a hard time trying to fit my left tire into that little conveyer slot with one hand ,while holding onto a fistful of change and a wadded up dollar bill in the other. He looked bored and annoyed. I rolled down my window and shoved the change towards him as I blurted “Hi, I don’t want you to think I am weird or anything, but God told me to give you a bunch of change. You must need it for something”. The guy opened up both of his hands to receive it and flashed me a smile. “Thanks”. He then stuffed it into his back pocket, handed me a wet towel and said “Really. Thank you, every bit helps me.” He didn’t even look surprised or weirded out!

I am glad when I listen to God’s urging. Even if I have to wrestle with myself a little before I follow through. I had never seen this attendant before so maybe he was a new employee. Maybe he needed the money. Maybe he didn’t. Or maybe he just needed to hear that God was thinking about him and cared enough to have some strange woman gift him a handful of BIG change. I stopped trying to figure it out a long time ago. It just feels good to be a partner in His Kingdom.

God Helps Those….

Did you know there is no verse in the bible that says, “God only helps those who help themselves?” Don’t believe me? Go look. I’ll wait 🙂

We have gotten this so drilled into us that it is hard to give things to God and not get our fingers in the pot too. “I need to help, God! To move things along faster. Or make sure it gets done. Or the right people get involved. In the way, I need it to play out. I have to do SOMETHING! Even if it is just getting angry and worrying. At least when I am worrying, I feel involved. It’s hard to just give it to you, trust and be at peace! That feels lazy and childlike. Like I am not doing anything to help myself.”

Ever feel like that?

After a discussion at church yesterday about this very issue, I prayed last night, ” Lord, I just give everything to you. Regardless if I take authority on it, I’m just giving everything to you to sort out. My faith and trust are doing something. That is my part in it.”

I want to tell you that was hard. It’s scary thinking you have to trust someone with your stuff. Especially your junk. The junk you had a hand in.

Today, I went to my mailbox, and there was a package of books that I had ordered in early December that had gone missing. I was so angry at some porch pirates possibly taking my books! I called the post office 4 times only to find out they were delivered half a block from me. I also confronted the mailman! I had friends telling me they would give me $25 bucks to reorder so I would just stop talking about it!

“Wow. Did the ministry ship me a new set?”

I heard God laugh. “Look at the ship date! It’s 12/13/21.”

“Wow, how did that happen, God?”

” I told you they were coming back.”

“But…..” “

I told you not to reorder because they would show up.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that soon after as I had other things to help you with.”

God keeps His promises. Even if it is just books on sale.
Wanting to help Him may not go away quickly. Lord, help us to just give you stuff and let it go. Or help us speak to the mountain and then trust and get out of the way.

The Lord helps those….. whom He created and adores.

Never An Inconvenience

As I drove home from the dentist, I felt an urgent need to remove the salt from my car. “Nah, it’s too cold; I’ll do it tomorrow. God whispered, ” Go to the Holiday station near your old house and give the car wash attendant a $5 tip.” I thought, “Really? 5 bucks? I’m retired now.” God laughs. Ever heard God laugh in your head? It’s delightful yet directive. Hard to argue with Big Sky Daddy.

As I changed course, I heard, “Tell him he is smarter than he thinks and that I love him.” Ok. I know God will have more to say when I open my mouth. I sure hope so; I always feel weird just saying, “God loves you!” Like it’s just a cliche. Or it is a phrase some Christians drop before they force fear salvation on someone. Like God loves you! Where do you think you will go when you die? Now let’s get you going up instead of down!” 🙂

I smiled as I pulled up to the gas pump until I reached for my debit card and the contents of my purse dumped out. Dumped out as in it landed in between my seats. Yikes! My pudgy hand couldn’t squeeze in there, and I will have to dig it out later. I chose a gas, added a car wash, and hoped that the receipt with the car wash code would print out when I was done. Nope. Now I am annoyed. It is cold and busy, and I now have to go into the store for the receipt. Suddenly I am not feeling much like Jesus. It’s easier to feel holy when we aren’t inconvenienced. God whispered, “This isn’t about you.”

I finally pulled into the car wash, and a really young man in dreads waved me in. “Oh, this should be interesting. Maybe he doesn’t even believe in God.” God whispered, ” Looks are deceiving.” ” I hand him the $5 and blurt. “I don’t want you to think I’m weird or anything but God told me on the way over here to tell you that you are smarter than you think and have more resources than you are aware of. He loves you and wants you to be happy. Don’t let those around you pressure you to follow a path you don’t want to.”

He looked shocked, and then his mouth dropped open. I suddenly felt some guilt. Like he thought he had to stand there and listen to me because I handed him some money. He put his hand up to give me a high 5. “Thank you so much! Do you know how much I needed to hear this today? I really needed to hear this. God uses the minds of men as His mouthpiece. I can’t believe God would send you over here just to tell me this! This is amazing.” I smiled. “Well. you can’t out cool God.” I then told him the city where I live and that God had sent me back to my old neighborhood to this gas station. “Wow, just for me. I will definitely remember the words God spoke through you.” “Yes, just for you.” He gave me another high five, and as my car started to be dragged by the conveyor, I shouted over the noise,” And He told me to hand you $5 and to go buy something to drink.” Again, the attendant’s mouth dropped open, and I smiled as this obviously meant something too.

We make this too difficult! People tell me all the time they want to do a ride-along with me when God gives me words for people. I’m afraid you will be bored. Better to ask God to help you speak out what you hear without fear. Even if it is inconvenient.

My most immense joy is to have Big Sky Daddy adventures and share them with others. Reminds me that He is for real, loves me, and someday I am going UP too!

Start sharing those stories!

Wishing you God’s richest blessings, Beloveds.