Repent?

You are now a new person in Christ!

You are free from your past TO act like it! FREE TO ACT LIKE IT. Not.. SO you better act like it.

It’s an invitation …..not a beat down.

Doesn’t matter if bad memories of your exploits surface again. (And isn’t that usually the case when you feel good about yourself, things are going right or you’ve met someone new?)

Keep telling yourself you are NOT that person any more. That version of yourself was somebody else. Someone you used to know and who you no longer associate with.

Anyone brings up your past behavior just respond “I am not that person any more. Why are you bringing it up?”

Stop looking in your rear view mirror or in old journals unless you have a testimony or it brings God glory!

Every moment is a new start peeps. New you. New opportunities. Regardless of what happened a minute ago.

That is what it means to repent.

Someone needs to be reminded of this today. Whoever you are… I love you!

Fear?

The other day, my alarm went off, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I heard, ” My people live in fear because they do not know me.” Loud and clear! No mistaking who was speaking to me. Especially since I’m not a morning person, and I don’t even talk to myself that early.

I keep thinking about what He said. Not in a let’s get out the Bible and look at what has been written about who He is. Not that doing so wouldn’t be important, but I’ve been asking Him to show me who He is to me. I know He is love. That’s a given. We hopefully learn that when we’re 5. But who is He to me? What are my actual beliefs about Him? Not the ones I’ve been told I should have about Him, but the real ones. The honest ones. Maybe some really ugly honest ones.

If He can pull any string on this earth to send out angels, soften hearts, create opportunities, heal bodies and minds, and pull a rabbit out of His hat for any reason, why aren’t we going to Him? About everything?

What fears do we have about Him that get in the way? Or unbelief? What has happened in your past that makes you not trust? Or doubt?

Is it because of something man did? Or didn’t do?

Who are you equating God with?

Don’t bother trying to think about this on your own; ask God to reveal to you the truth. The truth of what is causing a barrier between you and Him.

He can handle it. You’re no surprise to Him.

Then ask Him to fix it. To heal it. To renew your faith in Him.

It’s time for us to get real and honest with God.

I’m tired of living in fear because I do not really know Him. Or who He is or can be in my life if I allow Him in. Totally, let Him in.

Are you?

Perfect Peace

Death in the family? Exposed to COVID? I was trying to think up a good lie to cancel my colonoscopy for the second time this year. “Lord, I’m worried; I just can’t handle any more crap :).” Big Sky Daddy laughs. “Who said it will be bad news?” I reluctantly put on my big girl pants, did the prep, and showed up 4 days later for my appointment.

“Adam,” my 20-something nurse tried to make small talk, but I was too terrified about more polyps showing up to be my chatty self. However, Big Sky Daddy started repeating, “He will get more training. He will feel more secure with more training.” Oh great. Adam is now going to pop an IV into a vein, and you tell me he needs more training? Nope this is all in my mind, and I think I am trying to distract myself from…….” training, training, training” Aggghhhh ok, ok Daddy God, you need to give me an opening if this is really you. Seconds later….

Adam: So, Jeanne, where do you live? I live close by, so it has been a BLESSING for me.
Me (Blessing?): Me too. God keeps telling me that you will get more training and feel much happier and more confident. Do you need training for something?”

Adam’s mouth dropped open, and I could see a light bulb had gone off. He doesn’t seem shocked that I gave him a word and thought it might be about ministry. He had found God a year ago, and it drastically changed his life. So much so that friends and family don’t know who he is anymore. Adam feels called to evangelism and wants more “training” in that area.

I continued with the word and told him that he also has a spiritual calling for evangelistic healing. He will lay hands on the sick, and they will be healed and turn their hearts to God. I told him about Praying Medic, and before I could consider how it might jeopardize his job, I asked him to pray over me.

Adam smiled, put his hand on my shoulder, and enthusiastically prayed that I have peace and a perfectly normal colon. He prayed for several minutes. Outloud! Even as staff walked by! I loved it. I calmed down, and moments later, an OR nurse came to retrieve me.

As Adam waved goodbye, I was glad I hadn’t lied my way out of the appointment. I would have missed this lovely gift today! Not only to openly share my faith with a stranger in a hospital setting but to go into a procedure I had dreaded unafraid and feeling God’s peace.

Thanks, Adam. You made my day perfect….inside and out 🙂

Remember To Ripple

A friend “Rita” once read a story on my blog about me giving a stranger a word from God in public. “What do you think they said later?”

“To God? Themselves? Or…”

“No, to like a friend or family member. Hell, I get excited when the person in front of me at Caribou buys my coffee. I tell everyone! I mean, don’t you ever wonder?”

“Hmmm, sometimes I wish I could be a fly on the wall. Not to pat me on the back, because I nailed it, but wondering if it affected their belief in God’s goodness. That He really understands them. Or that He sees better plans for them than they do for themselves. Most of the time, I don’t ever run into them again.”

I recently recalled that conversation after I ran into a server, “Peg,” that I had given a word to last month. I was at lunch with a large group when I looked up to see Peg helping our server bring our meals to the table. Peg gave me a huge smile, said hello, and then squeezed my shoulder and whispered, “Thank you!.” A friend who had been with me when I gave Peg a word remarked, “Oh! She remembered you. Well, you are kind of a hard person to forget.” I laughed “She didn’t really remember me; she remembered God’s word for her.”

That made my day. I want people to remember God and how it made them feel. We all travel an unsteady and unpredictable road at times. It makes it easier when we don’t feel invisible to God. That the God of this universe cares about us as individuals.

Never doubt that your stepping out to give a word, laying hands for healing, or just being kind doesn’t make an impact. It causes a ripple effect, just like a free coffee at Caribou.

This week, make it a point to be God’s boots on the ground.

Don’t think you make a difference? We all heal this world, one person at a time.

Have a great week, Beloveds!

Fly Away God

When I switched over phones I told “Derek” I needed to make sure it saved my voicemails. I explained to him that I had saved many voicemails from my Dan and that he had died a year ago. I was still too sad to play them but knew someday I would want to hear Dan’s voice again. “No problem. Let’s make sure they are backed up.”

Derek then started telling me how when his father died, he went to great lengths to hang on to his accounts and how he could get into all of them except one. Then one day it came to him, out of the blue, that his father had used Derek’s birthdate as the password. Out of the blue, eh?

Then he asked if I had the time he would like to tell me another story about his father. His father had died and he flew back home, to the southwest, for the funeral. Derek said he was not spiritual but 3 eagles had come to his mother’s house that day and would not leave. When he finally went outside, the eagles stared at Derek, as to get his attention, then finally flew off. It was eerie! His uncle told him that eagles were a sign from the spirit or creator that they were now protecting the mother’s house since the father had died. ” I’m not spiritual, but that was very healing. Wow, I have no idea why I am telling you all of this stuff.”

I started to tear up and I got Holy Ghost goosebumps. “I believe that God or spirit or the creator was showing you a sign. That’s so beautiful. I’m a minister and I believe God or the Creator is telling me that you…… and then I gave him a word.

You could see he was visibly touched by the words God spoke through me and nodded in recognition of some struggles pointed out. God is a big daddy. He knows when people are saying Creator, it’s Him. He created all. Right? We don’t need to correct or word police and just need to meet unbelievers where they are. Plant seeds. Plant. Don’t push. Derek just experienced God first hand. That is miraculous fertilizer!

As I was leaving he said, “thank you so much, I think this is the most favorite customer conversation I have ever had.” Yes. I bet. Big Sky Daddy knows how to work a room!

Meet people where they are at and trust that they will be led to ALL truths. The Holy Spirit is a big boy and sometimes even shows up as an eagle.

Yes, I said that. Don’t y’all now be coming for me.

A Prison Of Our Own Making

Years ago, the Holy Spirit prompted me to go to a clothing store I frequented. I wasn’t in the mood to shop but knew HE probably had something else in mind as that usually is the case. Several moments after entering the store so did an older woman named G, whom I had prayed for several months earlier. She had a cold then and was too weak to shop until Jesus blew some life into her. She started complaining about a handful of issues, and I offered to pray again. “Well, it is all a part of life, and I think it is good that I learn to deal with all of my issues! But please pray for me again as the last time it helped.” I smiled and thought, “OK God, so this is why you had me drive over.” Easy! So I prayed for her, and a heartbeat later, G, the store owner, and I started talking about abortions.

It was one of those Holy Spirit directed rabbit trails. G defiantly tells me that she believes we need to hang on to the abortion option. It saves lives. HUH? Whose life? G is 70 and tells me she has had three abortions, and they all took place during her marriage. Her daughter was a nightmare to deal with, and she believes their lives would have been ruined to have had any more children. Her husband, a Catholic, is still having a hard time with it. “How about you?” I asked. I had worked in a post-abortive ministry, and I have never met a post-abortive woman who did not need some kind of healing. G said ” They happened, and it was for the best, and in fact, I brought my daughter in to have one too. I felt like it was the right thing to do, but she defiantly became pregnant again and is now living with the father. My husband and I were unhappy about that, but you know this little granddaughter has become the love of our lives.”.
Wow! For the next 20 minutes, we talked about her three abortions. She belongs to a liberal church that she claims supports abortion as an option. She believes she does not feel any shame, guilt, or anger about her actions.
“Can I pray for you for this?”
G replied, “I don’t see how it would help but sure, go ahead.”
So I silently laid my hands on G, and as the Holy Spirit touched her heart, she started to cry.
I said, “God loves you G.”
G”Yes I know, but I feel so terribly sad.”
“Yes, G, you are probably grieving the loss of your children.”

I gave her the information for Rachel’s Vineyard and suggested she attend a retreat with her daughter. “G, I don’t care if you are 70! You can still heal over this! It is never too late!”

Don’t forget to pray over people for emotional issues, past mistakes, or failures. You may not think it is as important as praying over someone for physical problems, but a sick heart full of condemnation, guilt, or anger hurts the body. I have seen a lot of post-abortive women who have not found healing subconsciously try to destroy themselves. A sick heart can turn into a sick body and sick choices in life. Choices that continue to propel you backward. Choices that put you in a prison of your own making. Why? I think it is because we falsely believe it is safer to “punish” ourselves than to be consciously aware of our irrational fear of eternal punishment. Besides, if we have a horrible life, it really does mean we are sorry. God does not want you to live this way no matter what you have done!

I feel like someone needs to read this who has had an abortion. Or maybe many abortions. You need to know that God loves you and has forgiveness for you. You have made no mistake that is bigger than God’s love for you! God can help you not only forgive yourself and all that were involved, but He can heal that sadness that you feel. Heal that hole in you that you feel can not ever be filled. Jesus can make beauty from ashes! At any age and any stage in your life! Accept His love and forgiveness.

By-eeeee

Many years ago, my very wise older sister Kathy stopped me cold mid-rant and said, “Do you need permission? “

What? “

“Do you need permission not to involve yourself with this person anymore? I permit you to stop subjecting yourself to this person’s abuse. I give your permission to end the friendship.”

I was dumbfounded at first and then relieved! I ended my relationship that day and said goodbye to the drama. I just needed someone to say that it was okay to do so because I couldn’t help myself. Ever feel like that?

Why is it that sometimes we hang on to old stuff, new stuff, or even someone else’s stuff that isn’t working for us? Why do we feel we have to continue to struggle to make things work? Or to fix things? Especially with people who are crazy-making companions at best? Sometimes it takes too much energy to pretend someone’s behavior is, well…normal. So why do we do it? Because there is something inside us that wants to complete something that we started. Cross the T’s. Dot the i’s. Finish off the chips. Make sense of it all.

Sometimes it is good to finish everything we started, and sometimes it is just plain wrong. Can anyone hear me out there about this? God isn’t expecting us to fix anyone or any situation. Only He can do that. You aren’t a failure if you can’t or don’t want to hang in there to see something through that was never your burden to bear in the first place. Sometimes it starts out good, and we don’t see the crazy card until we are well into the game. Or sometimes we have shared too much of our secrets or given up too much of ourselves to another person and dread what would happen if all of this ended. Abruptly. What would we lose? Or what would be exposed? So we hang on to something that should have been cut off years ago, worrying about our reputations and our other 6 degrees of separation and hang on to madness to protect ourselves.

But if you can’t fix something, you also can’t protect yourself if someone decides to GO there for whatever reason. I have people who still talk about me from years ago. Now, I call it free publicity.

Don’t worry. I give you all permission today to stop anything that isn’t working for you. I promise you God will pick up the pieces and make wrong out of right. If He is for you anyone who is against you will not win in the end!

Life here on earth is way too short to throw pearls before swine. Give it up and give it to God. Tell the person you are taking a break and giving it a rest. An indefinite pause. Time to let go of the lies, abuse, and negativity. Time to let go of someone or something that is holding you up or holding you back.

Time to break the news. Even if that person you are breaking it to is yourself.

Listen And ……

Jesus came to earth to show us how to be a son. He heard his Father’s voice and stepped out in the direction he was being called in. He didn’t need to go to a seminar or run it by a committee. He heard. He obeyed. Period.

He knew the Father’s truth. And that truth was based in love. He knew Daddy God wanted to heal, save and deliver. Always. Then Jesus listened to what to do next.

God’s truth has not changed today. But the problem is that people want to treat it like a formula. Do x, x x, and you will get y. Great. But how’s that working for you?

But in the bible, Jesus never healed or performed miracles in the same way twice. He heard the Father and obeyed. The way it went down was very personal and unique to the individual who received it. Not that God’s truth about healing was different, but the way it was administered and received was.

Why? Cause His kids are all different. And I believe it was one more way to show the recipient that God knew them. Really knew them. Otherwise, Jesus would have used spit and mud on everyone. Think about it.

🙂 Remember that when you minister. What is God saying to you to do? Or to say? Or to…..

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.

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.