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.

Choose To Listen

“Where are we going?” I asked. “Never mind,” said the stranger. “I’ll tell you when to turn.” I glanced back at his sister, a person I hardly knew from my apartment complex, and 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, and he directed my route as we wound our way around downtown Hopkins. ” Ok, pull over here.” The stranger pulls out a large roll of bills and gives me an eerie smile I will never forget. He peels off a ten and throws it down on the seat before he disappears into an alley between a row of buildings.

The sister climbs in the front and says, “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 let the sister off, I went into the management office to look for my friend Mardie, who was the apartment 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 20 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.

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…..

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

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. ​

Good Word

Rob Grove

Food for Thought – February 12, 2022.
Good Morning Beautiful People: Start out your Saturday by not being pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart and pursue them with great vigor. Don’t be afraid of your fears. They’re not there to scare you. They’re there to let you know that something is worth it, worth the effort, worth the time and worth the fortitude.

Let us not forget that if we want to forget something or someone, never hate it, or never hate him/her. Everything and everyone that you hate is engraved upon your heart; if you want to let go of something, if you want to forget, you cannot hate. Every day, we have to allow ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, the people who really matter.

Too much of the time, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that don’t even matter, while all that time we waste and the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets! It’s time to put an end to this and start loving those that show you’re a priority and not just an option.

It’s time to give love to those who give love to us through their actions. It’s time for us to let ourselves be loved. Take responsibility going forward for your own happiness, never put it in other people’s hands. Accept yourself, love yourself, and keep moving forward.

Lastly always remember this simple saying “If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down.”💜💜💜

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.