Always Speaking

“Where are we going?” I asked. “Never mind. Just drive!”, snapped the stranger. “I’ll tell you when to turn.” I glanced back at his sister, a person I hardly knew, from my apartment complex. She just nodded and gave me a look that said better do what he says. I felt ill. You know that fearful little knot in your stomach that tells you that something just ain’t right. So I gripped the steering wheel, as he directed my route as thru downtown Hopkins. ” Ok, pull over here.” The stranger pulled out a large roll of bills and flashed an eerie smile that I will never forget. He peeled off a ten and threw it down on the seat before he disappeared into an alley between a row of buildings.

His sister climbed into the front seat “Forget about this and forget where you dropped him off.” WTH? What just happened? I was too shocked to ask, and we rode home in silence.
After I dropped the sister off, I went into my apartment complex office to look for my friend Mardie, who was the manager. “Why did you ask me to give Bonnie and her brother a ride? It felt creepy.” Mardie lit up a cigarette and motioned for me to sit down. “Because he broke out of prison and needed a ride somewhere. I didn’t want to do it, and Bonnie didn’t want to harbor him. She went with him so he wouldn’t harm you.” “WHAT??!!! Why wouldn’t you tell me that?” Mardie responded,” Would you have given him a ride if you knew?”

That was 30 years ago, and God brought it to my memory this weekend. See, I wasn’t a Christian back then, and He wanted to remind me that He has always been speaking to me. Always. I could have avoided a lot of trauma and drama in my life if I had known that. Known Him. Believed in Him. Trusted in Him.

I clearly recall that when Mardie phoned me for the favor, something in me said no. I felt in my gut that something was wrong. She called me 3-4 more times, and each time it was a LOUD NO in my heart. I finally gave in because she could be relentless when she wanted something.

God said “You didn’t believe in me back then, and I was still speaking to you. I was warning you. I talk to all of my children. Believers and unbelievers. Some may call it a hunch or intuition. All the same, it is I. How much more will my children hear me if they open their eyes and ears to the fact that I desire to speak to them more than they want to hear. When you choose to hear me and seek to hear me, I am able to better keep you from harm’s way and guide your steps. Fearful is the man who does not trust my voice. ” “Yes, Lord. That is very true. I experience less fear when I choose to add you into my life, and it runs so much smoother. Less drama and pain.”

Wow. My life has changed. A lot! How many murders, robberies, rapes, etc. happen because we are in the wrong place at the wrong time because we chose NOT to listen? Think about it. How many blame God for evil and say He allowed it for some extraordinary reason that we will only know about in Heaven? He loves his children too much for that.

Listen. Listen. Today help me to choose to LISTEN.

His Heart

I meet up with my friend Rick, a fellow redhead, frequently for coffee or lunch. Rick never minces words and I can always depend on him when I am looking for honesty or a swift kick in the back pockets.

I recently told him I have been getting a lot of WOK (word of knowledge) and prophecy for people. A few friends but mostly strangers. He reminded me that it might be because I finally accepted it as normal. Normal? Rick has told me numerous times that it is a part of me that I don’t need to scrutinize or push away and it might just be finally sinking in that I am hearing Him correctly.

I often tell Big Sky Daddy that if “this” is not from Him, to just take it away. Not only the words but the desire to share them. Then I realize I don’t ever have a conscious desire to do this. Especially not with strangers. Nor my doctors. Nor home repair techs, Pastors, or Police Officers. Y’all might not believe this, but I am not as extroverted as I might appear to be.

Years ago, I had someone tell me that I needed to read people’s mail or basically expose their hidden sins, or I wasn’t helping to redeem them. If I told them what God loves about them or how He envisions their future, I wasn’t moving them forward. I told her that God doesn’t speak to me like that about people. Besides, doesn’t Romans 2:4 talk about the goodness of God is what leads man to repentance? If God does have a word of correction the person will be convicted in their own heart. He doesn’t need me to shout it from the housewares aisle in Target.

So, of course, the negative voice in my head continues to recall this conversation and tells me I am doing it all wrong. But then my heart wins out and tells me that God loves His children so much that He wants to speak thru anyone who will share His good news. HIS GOOD NEWS, peeps.

Can you see why those who don’t know God are afraid of Christians? I recall years ago, meeting a group of people for lunch on a Sunday. A friend teasingly greeted me with “Hello Pastor, I hope lunch is on you today.” A young couple also waiting in line, heard this, suddenly looked rattled, and quickly turned around with their backs to me. I thought “Whoa! Did you all have pre-marital sex last night! Ha! Or what are you feeling guilty about? 🙂.” There was an obvious strong reaction to hearing someone called a religious title and it wasn’t joy.

Be the reason people want to know more about Big Sky Daddy. Be LOVE. Be HIM.

Birthday Blessings

I woke up depressed on my birthday and wasn’t sure why. I wanted to stay under the covers but my twin and 2 other sisters had planned to meet for lunch. “You pick the place, Jeanne” didn’t make leaving my bed any more appealing.

We met at a local restaurant and the server had to circle back several times to get our order as we were too busy talking to concentrate on the menu. “I’m depressed!” I wailed. My sister Kathy laughed ” That’s nothing new. You say that every year on your birthday.”

Big Sky Daddy then started to download a word for the server, “Gee, can I at least have my birthday off?” Ha! He continued to repeat the word so I knew it wasn’t an option. I told my sisters that I had a word for the server and they suggested I go up and give it to her in private. It was 2:30PM, the lunch rush was over and the place was empty.

I approached her” Hey, excuse me. I’m in ministry and God is giving me a word for you. He tells me you have a big sweet sensitive heart. People like to dump their problems on you and you are a really good friend.” Her eyes welled up with tears and God continued to acknowledge the struggles she had this past year and that relationships were healing along with her bank account. Her mouth dropped open as God spoke through me, and when He was done, I returned to my group.

A while later, she came to the table and handed us our bill. “Thanks, ladies!” Then turned to me and said, “And I really want to thank you too.” She smiled at me and I could tell Big Sky Daddy had brought her some encouragement and peace that day. Me? It was a great gift and I forgot why getting a year older was depressing.

We were created for supernatural living. To be a light to the world WHILE we are in the world. Once you get to heaven you’ll just be enjoying Jesus.

Praying that you and I never miss an opportunity here to be that light……

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.

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…..

Chatty Daddy

Over 12 years ago, I had just left the catholic church, and at every event I went to, someone would prophesy over me,” You are very prophetic; God wants to use you as a mouthpiece.” I got to the point that when someone told me they had a word for me, I would say, “No, that’s ok.” Why? I didn’t want the pressure or responsibility, and my earlier new-age experience with psychics made me question the validity. I had also known several people who used “God told me that….” to release their own un-godly opinions on others. If it wasn’t from God, I didn’t want it. Besides, I did not want to fail or be wrong. I also had some ego in the game.

I also knew people that were into healing but called “words” the pathetic prophetic. Most prophecy or WOK wasn’t from God but rather a “familiar spirit.” The last thing I wanted to do was offend the Holy Spirit or have demons speak thru me. It was just safer to leave that stuff alone. As much as I didn’t want to say what I heard from God, the words flew out of my mouth. I didn’t feel special; I felt uncomfortable, awkward, and sometimes crazy. But as I spoke about what God was showing me, I saw hearts open and lives changed. As Godfrey Birtill sings, “Just one touch from the King changes everything.”

Now I don’t care. I don’t force it, and if I get something, I do. Please stop trying to discourage yourself or others from sharing what they believe they hear from God. We all hear from Big Sky Daddy. All of us. Ever say or think something and think, “Wow, that was brilliant! Where did that come from?” It was probably from the Holy Spirit. 🙂

Jeremiah 33:3. What’s God saying to you today?

New International Version

Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’

New Living Translation

Ask me and I will tell you remarkable secrets you do not know about things to come.

English Standard Version

Call to me and I will answer you and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.