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Was It The Stone

This is such a great account of victory, but I’d like to share a different approach to this story that you may not have considered.

Taking a moment to recap the familiar story of David slaying the giant Goliath with a slingshot and a stone. 1 Samuel 17.        

Was it the stone?

Young David, delivering food to the army of Israel went to the battle line to check on his brothers. He saw Goliath, a huge man carrying a sword and dressed in full armor of bronze. David heard Goliath’s challenge to fight and reported to Saul that he would go fight for Israel.

Was Saul seeing things? David was young and smaller in stature. Saul briefly waited, but no one else offered. Saul told David “Go, and the Lord be with you” and then figured he’d better dress David in his armor and helmet. The traditional battle armor and helmet were heavy and cumbersome for David.

Have you ever tried defeating a giant in your life wearing the battle garments of someone else? It doesn’t work.

David couldn’t move in this armor. He rejected man’s tradition. Off came the armor and on came the insults from Goliath. With contemptuous expression, the Philistines joined the mockery towards David.

What ear-splitting noise arose! Can you hear the continuous jeering from the enemy trying to convince David of failure? Has this happened to you?

Saul and the Israelites waited for the battle to begin. They were hopeful the outcome would not put them in the hands of the enemy.

Notice the progression of the account.

David, looking straight into the eyes of the enemy Goliath exclaimed “You come against me with a sword and spear, but I come against you in the Name of the Lord Almighty. All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the Lord saves, for the battle is the Lord’s and He will give all of you into our hands.”

(me shouting Amen!)

At that point, David saw the supernatural supply of God. He found how powerful the Spirit of God is as he confessed his relationship with his loving, providing, protecting God in a loud, clear voice for Goliath and all the Philistines to hear.

David took his slingshot, loaded the stone he found and struck Goliath in the forehead. Taking Goliath’s own sword, David killed the giant. Goliath’s cohorts ran in astonishment and fear.

Was it the stone?  

Some explanations say David chose five stones in order to be prepared in case the first, or subsequent stones did not kill the enemy. I’m wondering, would he have had time to reload?

Some say one stone from the Elah Brook can be heavy enough to kill at high velocity. Maybe so, but was it the stone that brought the victory?

There is much symbolism in this account. I believe all victory comes out of God’s grace. Because of His grace, David’s confession crippled the circumstances brought on by the enemy before they could lay a curse on him. David confessed the Name of the Lord and it brought down the principality that was behind the giant.

Ephesians 6:12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against powers, against the rulers of darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

Goliath was defeated and destroyed before the stone ever left David’s hand.

Glory! Hallelujah!

The stone was energized by David confessing the Greater Name. The Name above all names!

The stone was the outward manifestation of David’s faith. I’m convinced that David could have ripped a tiny piece of his own clothing off (or used a paper airplane if he knew how to make one), sent it flying and achieved the same result.

Have you, or are you facing giants of doubt, fear, finances, health, family situations or depression? We confess the victory before it takes place when we declare the Word of God. Not the stone, but the confession of Whose we are defeats the enemy.

1 John 4:4 You dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the One who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world.

1 Corinthians 15:57 But thanks be to God who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

 

A Golden Passage

I gaze at the stately, distinctive, green trees lining either side of the path I am on. I’m not able to identify what type of trees they are. Each branch is vibrant and alive. A delightful, sweet fragrance emitted from the trees fills my nostrils, suggesting what the aroma of heaven might be.

Visible on the path is a fountain of crystalline, sparkling, water. As the water dances in the fountain, it appears to be smiling with delight. What am I seeing? Where am I? I try to grasp all that I am viewing, but I know I need to move on and discover what is ahead.

The path is red cobblestone. Each stone is outlined in a thick gold rim. As I step forward, rings of gold from my feet form a ripple pattern, pushing more gold out onto the path. This path is a wondrous, golden passage to somewhere unknown.

The path turns and I see an angel sitting on a bench of gold. Gold is everywhere! I’ve seen this angel before. The dress she is wearing is exquisite. The jewels, the beautiful white dress with, beads, jewels and flowing trainfabric, the style has been designed specifically for her alone. She rises. Her white dress reminds me of a Viennese waltz dress. Every movement causes the dress to flow in splendor. She approaches me, smiling a familiar smile. It feels good to be close to her again. She brushes the train of her dress across me and I am enveloped in the most glorious, swirling array of fluorescent colors reflecting a Holy Light. The angel is with me. Has there been a sharp change in elevation? My shoulders and knees become weakened. I’m wondering if I will fall. She reaches out to steady me.

The sheets of colors continue to move in a whirling motion above and around me until they become mixed together as one lustrous, undiluted, incandescent color. I have never seen this color before. I cannot identify it. I’ve read there are over 5000 colors we see, but this is something new. The color whirls close, capturing me, and I am embedded into the vortex of this vibrantly ablaze coloration. With a shortened breath I ask her “What color is this?”

Truth tenderly flows from her lips “This is the true color of I AM.  All visible and invisible colors, all hues, all color values, all things perfectly completed together as one in His Glory is what you are experiencing.”

The color has substance. I am curious and touch the substance surrounding me. My body becomes entirely transformed into this undefinable color.

“This is who you are. This color is called The Bride of Christ.”

I am thinking how difficult it often is for the majority of His sons and daughters to see ourselves as Papa God sees us.

“We don’t seem to have the full understanding of being perfectly complete in Him. There’s always something we want to change about ourselves.”

“Watch what happens,” she replies.

With the train of her dress in hand, she pirouettes as a ballet dancer, creating an opening in the atmosphere for men, women and children to come into the perfect color of the Bride of Christ. Coming through this entrance are thousands upon thousands of persons colored in blue, followed by multitudes in yellow, countless numbers in green. Masses of people in orange and red are entering. Incalculable numbers in purple, in gold, in silver, in a polychrome of colors move in through the opening.

“These are those that see themselves with one or more characteristics of I AM. Jesus delights in their passion of co-laboring with Him. They are pleased to be operating and sharing in the characteristics they recognize. With His hand of love extended to each one, Jesus continuously desires to draw all even deeper into the knowledge of Him.”

“Will we ever realize we are capable of being the color of the completed Bride of Christ?”

“Watch again and see what transpires.” She moves the people together. Their colors begin swirling. The colors attract each other and they become One. “You need each other. As you come together, receiving insight and understanding from each other, you blend and unify, becoming the confluence of all that I AM is. You become the color of Jesus Himself. The Bride of Christ is your color.”

Colossians 2:10  And our own completeness is now found in Him. We are completely filled with God as Christ’s fullness overflows within us. He is the Head of every kingdom and authority in the universe! (TPT)

Each person looks at themselves and weeps, discovering they are the new color of the strikingly beautiful Bride. Many fall prostrate on the ground. I deeply take in the sight of the completed Bride of Christ and begin weeping uncontrollably. What a glorious display of the heart of Papa God. As one voice, we break out in praise and thanksgiving to Him Who was, Who is, and Who is to come! We are divinely connected. We are so diverse, yet so One in Him.

“This is how Jesus sees His Bride. Not fragmented, but wholly, securely interlinked and interlocked. Now come with me to the Fountain” she says, leading us all on the path to the dancing waters.

“Jump in.”

We hesitate. “Don’t be afraid. Your identity in Him does not change. The water is sweetest in the fountain. The abundant Love of I AM is without interruption or cessation. Immerse yourselves in His Light of revelation, in His covenant relationship with you. Ask Him for comprehension of all the great subjects in His books. And as you receive freely from Him, give freely what you learn.”

Proverbs 13:14  When the lovers of God teach you truth, a fountain of life opens up within you. (TPT)

Psalm 36:9  To know You is to experience a flowing fountain, drinking in Your life, springing up to satisfy. In the light of Your holiness, we receive the light of revelation. (TPT)

We splash in the fountain. We laugh. We embrace each other. We join hands. LOVE binds us together. We need one another. Sitting in the pool of water, we begin sharing our experiences in Jesus. Eyes are opened. Revelation is flowing. Eagerness to know, understand and experience more is increasing. The color of the Bride of Christ is dazzling in the Fountain of Life!

The angel has been observing us as we draw closer to each other and to Him. She nods as if hearing something. Holding the train of her dress once again, she pirouettes over us and we find ourselves standing together on the cobblestone path. As we move, gold from our feet ripples out onto the path.

She waves a banner over us.  It reads:

Joshua 1:3. I will give you every place where you set your foot, as I promised Moses.

Together we raise our hands high in excitement as the banner confirms our heart’s cry for Holy Spirit to move through us, calling the earth into true relationship with Jesus. Does the angel see our reaction to the banner? We all look for her as the banner sweeps over us, but she is gone.

The wholeness I feel being one with Him and one with the Body of Christ is blissful and euphoric. None of us is called to be alone. There is coming a day when the Bride of Christ color permeates the earth. Our senses are becoming heightened and aware of this extraordinary, magnificent, awesome color beginning to settle on Papa God’s people.

I saw a television commercial by The Ford Motor Company. “Together we are better than we are alone.” I wonder if the company realizes they are professing Papa God’s heart.

Romans 12: 4-5  For as in one body we have many members and the members do not all have the same function, so we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another. (TPT)

1 Corinthians 12:27  You are the body of the Anointed One, and each of you is a unique and vital part of it. (TPT)

Romans 12:5  So in Christ we, though many, form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. (NIV)

 dress picture credit: TangoRouge.com

water fountain credit: london-guide.com

The Blue Form Speaks

“What’s on Your heart this morning, Papa God?” I ask while headed down the hall to the empty classroom I will occupy for a portion of the day. I pass a mom holding an infant, and smile at him, sweetly telling him good morning. He turns his sleepy head into his momma’s shoulder. She comments how bashful he is. “His confidence will come soon”. We both laugh at the mental picture of what is possible for this little one.

My room is quiet. The familiar table and chair are beckoning me to sit and be still. “Papa, what is on Your heart?” As I ask and begin seeking Him, a light tapping sound is coming from the window. No one is looking through the glass. I figure a bird may have landed on the ledge and started pecking at the glass. But then I hear it again and decide to move closer, focusing with curiosity at the window pane.

As I do, a blue, obscure blurred form swiftly moves across the space of the window. I know it’s an angel. I have had numerous encounters with them. This one is not as clearly defined to me as others have been, but the brilliance of the blue light is undeniable.

My first instinct is to go to the door and let him in. Before I can move, the blue light is settling next to me at the table where I am seated. I am sensing an ensuing conversation will be occurring at any moment.

My spirit becomes alive with expectation. This is an appointed time. The silence is broken and the sounds of heaven are distinctively audible in my room. Waves of the harmonies quietly roll into a melodic theme of a chamber orchestra and then crescendo like a grand philharmonic orchestra playing a rich symphonic poem. Taking in this glorious sound, I shut my eyes and feel the liquid of the heavenly waves flowing over me. LOVE is here, and He has one of His messenger angels with Him!

The music decreases slightly. I hear the angel vigorously announce “Be bold! Be strong! For the Lord thy God is with you!” I can’t help it, I spring into singing the chorus. “Be bold! (be bold) Be strong! (be strong) For the Lord… thy God is w-i-i-t-h you!” It makes me chuckle remembering how fun and upbeat the song was to sing.

By declaring in song what the angel announced from the Throne Room, I am agreeing, placing the declaration of our boldness and strength into the atmosphere. In years past singing and enjoying the song was void of understanding the true power of our words. “Be Bold!” I declare into the airspace again. Two simple, yet strong, effectual words.

“What else does Papa God want to make known?” The angel’s voice rises from within the blue light. “Tell the Body of Christ to take risks with fearlessness and confidence.” Act innovatively” he continues. “Move forward without hesitation to introduce the powerful encounters and deeper revelations. I AM desires to write volumes on the tablets of the hearts and spirits of His beloved sons and daughters. Encourage one another often amid this culture of confusion.”

Wanting to be able to study this angel and ask him his name, I clear my throat to speak. But the brilliant blue form that shared the heart of Papa God with me is nowhere to be seen. It was such a short visit. I would have preferred he stay longer. The intensity I felt in the room while he was here has not diminished. The residue of his visit plus the tangible Presence of LOVE, along with the glorious songs of heaven, brings a stillness and serenity to my soul and spirit. I am in awe that Papa would order this brief encounter.

I need to record some thoughts that came up during and after his arranged meeting.

1. We have unpacked only a small sampling of the mysteries of God.
2. Nothing given to us from the Throne Room of Grace is insignificant.
3. Papa God wants us to move and share the things of God with hunger, passion, zeal, and boldness.
4. Acts 4:31 “After they prayed, the place where they were meeting was shaken. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and spoke the word of God boldly.”
5. Acts 4:20 “As for us, we cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard.”
6. Luke 8:16 “No one lights a lamp and hides it in a clay jar or puts it under a bed. Instead, they put it on a stand, so that those who come in can see the light.”
7. John 16:12 “I have much more to say to you, more than you can now bear.”
8. John 21:25 “Jesus did many other things as well. If every one of them were written down, I suppose that even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.”
9. 1 Corinthians 12:13 ”For by one Spirit we were all immersed and mingled into one single body….we are all privileged to drink deeply of the same Holy Spirit.”
10. Our diversity and individual encounters support one another and make the Body strong.
11. We are called to be a family priesthood.
12. Revelation 19:10 “The testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.”
13. If He will do it for one, He will do it for all.

My prayer, Papa God, is that our eyes will see and our spirits comprehend new strategies and avenues to share the depths of who You are, and who we are because of Jesus. Ignite Your fire of passion and boldness in our midst. We desire to encourage through our testimony and to witness atmospheric change within our sphere of influence. Let it be a ripple effect, spreading rapidly as the earth is filled with the knowledge of the Glory of the Lord.

Dig Deeply. Receive Freely. Share Boldly.

 

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Taking The Heights Like Eagles

Listen! Can you hear the angels gathering? Are you taking in the rattling and rumbling noise of extreme movement in the spiritual realm? Are you apprehending the massive angelic battalion released to do combat over cities and governments throughout the world?

Papa God is directing the angels to respond to His word spoken through the prayers, decrees, and declarations of His people.

Your intercession throws the nets out into the sea of humanity, and into the sea of established governing bodies of nations, states, communities, and organizations.

What happens when He pulls the nets in? Explosions! Expect to see and hear more explosions of His Glory! One by one the nets are being pulled in. Keep interceding. You’re doing exactly what Papa God wants you to do.

You are an awesome, valued, integral part of the people of Earth under the reign of our mighty, holy Father God, Jesus Christ His Son, and Holy Spirit.

You are taking the heights like the eagles. You are flying in the heavenly realm where He is releasing spiritual adrenaline, piercing eyesight, and the revelation of 1 Corinthians 2:9 within you.

Keep on keeping on! Escalation is happening!

You Are His Signpost

Some gentle thoughts of love to you from the heart of Papa God.

Are you completely wrecked when you contemplate God’s gift of new life? Remember, you are a signpost that points people toward the most loving Papa who wants desperately to enfold them in His Grace.

You have ears that are fine-tuned to the promptings of Holy Spirit. He shreds the old, defective formula and causes the Love of God, revealed in Jesus Christ through you, to penetrate deep into the core of each man, woman, and child you encounter. Jesus, God’s Living Love Letter, becomes alive within their hearts.

As you continue to walk with Holy Spirit, you have no idea what role He has ordained for you to play. Ahhhh, the mystery and excitement of this vibrant life! You can’t predict the time frame of someone coming to faith or the miracle He has planned. Our Triune God providentially plays that part.

You are the love-carrier of the greatest news known to humanity. The simple act of cooperating with Holy Spirit’s mysterious promptings leans you into discovering who has been lost; freeing who has been enslaved; healing and restoring who has been damaged; bringing hope where there has been none; being the unconditional love of Jesus to those feeling unloved; declaring “you are the Righteousness of God in Christ” to those who believe they are unworthy, and bringing the dead to life. What a walk in this spiritual exchange you have with Him!

You don’t need to carry a sign. Your life of a loving relationship with Jesus and your confidence in only Him causes you to be the sign. Papa God swings the doors wide open and you walk right into the amazing NOW activity of heaven! He delights in co-laboring with you.

You have already been launched into exciting experiences with Papa God, Jesus, Holy Spirit, The Cloud of Witnesses, and the Angelic Realm. Right now is your joyful, glorious, triumphant time of living in oneness with Him.

Just look at you! You are radiantly beaming in the Light of His Glory! Indeed, you are His signpost.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Anointing

Friendship, Hunger, Passion, Intimacy!

I am hearing these words over and over as I listen to people pouring out the longing and cry of their hearts for Jesus.

Out of that hunger and passion for Jesus, and the friendship and intimacy of wanting to know the King of Glory and be known by Him, we become plumb-lined and plugged into the Glorious Throne of God.

When we encounter the manifest Glory of God, we are in a place where the supernatural and natural connect. The purposes of God are in our midst. It’s a Holy place where all the angels and the royal entourage around the Throne are also present. Firebombs of Glory come into the depths of who we are.

We cry out “Papa God! All I want is to love You, Jesus, and Holy Spirit. All I want is to be in Your Presence, and hear Your precious voice calling me Your beloved. All I want is for You to know how my heart swells with love for You. I lean into You and cry out ‘You are my beloved.’”

Lush greenery of trees and plants with pathway leading to a brilliant lightThat is the anointing! It’s loving Jesus.

The anointing is not the power. It’s the Presence and Passion!

It comes from the deep, intense, fervid yearning in our hearts to be with Jesus. And He responds with His awesome, unlimited, precious Presence of loving devotion to us.

Anointing.

Refreshingly Filled

It’s true! Attempting to do things the way we did yesterday does not necessarily work today. We see that in every aspect of life.

God’s word says “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?” Isaiah 43:19a (NIV) There are fresh years ahead, fresh things in the Kingdom for all of us to encounter, learn, explore, absorb, dream, launch, and share. Fresh is a key word.

We have the Light of Jesus burning within us. We are His temple, carrying His oil in which all the attributes of God the Father, Jesus, and Holy Spirit are combined. The oil in our lampstand illuminates Jesus. But do you ever feel you just need a Holy Spirit boost? Do you sense you’d like a fresh oil change and your wick trimmed?

In the days of ships burning oil lamps, a lamp trimmer daily drew fresh oil from a reservoir so the flame would be clean and bright.

In Old Testament days priests would enter the Tabernacle twice daily and trim the wicks of the lamps. The wick influences how a lamp burns. It was soaked in pure olive oil, representing Holy Spirit, then relit. Coming from the seven lamps in the Temple was a perpetual light, the Presence of God, and the fragrance of Heaven.

There’s a prophetic unction moving throughout the Body of Christ now. We are ready to discover and move in all that Papa God has for us.

It’s okay if we’re longing for that refreshing. We don’t need someone else’s oil. Each of us has our own journey to the Throne of God to ask for fresh, replenishing oil. David did. “Your anointing has made me strong and mighty. You have empowered my life for triumph by pouring fresh oil over me.” Psalm 92:10 (The Passion) The disciples did. “And the disciples were continually filled (throughout their hearts and souls) with joy and with the Holy Spirit,” Acts 13:52 (Amplified) The Greek imperative tense is used in Ephesians 5:18. “…be filled with the Spirit” meaning a continuous replenishment, an ongoing and repeated filling.

Be encouraged. Some ‘old school’ teaching says being filled once is enough. But Papa God is so willing to fill our lamps and trim our wicks again and again, whenever we ask. We have a good, good Father who loves us deeply and unconditionally. He is delighted when we come to Him saying “More Daddy!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Water Table

It’s Thursday, one of the days each week I am able to occupy a church classroom by myself. This private room presents me with an exceptional opportunity to worship, study, pray and hear from Holy Spirit.

In the room adjacent to mine I hear a group of women laughing heartily. Laughter is good medicine.  It is delightful to hear this jovial expression of them enjoying the day. My heart is happy also.

Desiring a cup of java this morning, I begin to pour the coffee from my thermos. I’m looking forward to my first cup and my conversation with Jesus. I have my notebook and pen ready to record what He shares. He and I enjoy our time together as we discuss the events of the day ahead. His Presence and His love permeate the room. But as I start to sip the coffee I am interrupted by the sound of the heavy classroom door being thrust open.  Standing in the doorway is a tall angel, the size of the doorway itself, bearing a sign hanging from his neck which reads “Water.” He doesn’t move until I pull out a chair and motion for him to come in and sit down.

“May I ask why you are wearing that sign? Is that your name?” Without saying a word, he flips the sign over. On the back are the words “Table Rising.”
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This Cup

It was a beautiful morning, full of the magnificent Presence of the Lord filling the room, and many angels watching over all of us. While preparing to share communion with special friends, Holy Spirit spoke to us through my husband.

“Wine was perfectly used representing Jesus’ blood during communion. In the Old Testament wine was considered the blood of grapes.” Deut. 32:14 “…with curds and milk from herd and flock and with fattened lambs and goats, with choice rams of Bashan and the finest kernels of wheat. You drank the foaming blood of the grape.”

Holy Spirit then caused him to reflect back to when he and I owned our Lone Oak Vineyard, growing grapes and making choice wine. The two of us cherished the time we had in our quiet vineyard. Holy Spirit would whisper to us in the midst of the beauty of the canopy of leaves and the vines bursting with full clusters of grapes.

He continued. “When the grapevine is growing and being shaped, it forms a cross. One leader from the vine goes to the right and one to the left. The best fruit grows closest to the main stem vine. The closer the cluster is to the true vine, the better the wine.”  John 15:5 “I am the vine, you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.”

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Volunteer Nurse

A commentator on the news today said the governor of Florida was calling for 1000 volunteer nurses. He was speaking of the predicted devastation from the newest hurricane to soon make landfall.

“I wish I was a nurse” I tell my husband after hearing the governor’s plea. “I would be there in a heartbeat to help”.  profile of a nurse with nurses cap on

Apparently, an angel has been listening and Papa God sent her to me. I feel her firmly tug at the back of my jeans which compels me to turn and see she is moving out to the street in front of my house. My legs burst into a run behind her as she swiftly moves. It feels as if we are on a runway gathering speed before takeoff.  She extends her right hand out behind her. I grab it as we begin to ascend above my city.

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Heavenly Doors – Part 3

This morning presents itself as a perfect time to be in the pool, soak up the warmth of the sun, listen to my favorite worship songs, and enjoy the stillness of the early daytime hours.

vibrant swimming pool entrance with stairs and ladder

“Okay!” I hear as the word resonates in a boisterous, emphatic manner. It seems someone is speaking through a megaphone. I look up and around, expecting to identify where the voice is coming from. “Okay!” comes the word again, with several voices echoing in unison.

Looking skyward I question aloud. “Excuse me?” My dog, who lazily lays on the patio, abruptly sits up and barks at the silence being broken. Steadily my eyes search for the source of the repeated word I hear.

“Okaaay” I hear one more time. The inflection in the voice sounds playful. It’s time for me to get out of the pool and investigate.

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Glorious Pear Tree

Standing in the middle of a congested metropolitan city block, I notice people walking quickly, taking long strides, determined to get someplace fast. Cars, buses, bicycles, and taxis all are transporting people to unknown destinations. Commotion is busy city trafficeverywhere. The blaring sound of car horns screaming their obscenities to other drivers is intense. A constant honking to wake up motorists unaware of the immediate opportunity to change lanes causes me to express annoyance, at least to myself. Long lines of vehicles jammed together form an unsightly serpentine appearance.

My soul is agitated by the noise and turbulent motion. I look up towards the heavens. Our brilliant sun is surrounded by a clear, cloudless, sapphire blue sky. Lovely rays of warmth are streaming down from this earth’s sun. It isn’t disturbed by the disorder I sense.

Wanting to be absorbed into a still, calm, peaceful environment, I call out to my Papa God. “Take me away into the sanctuary of Your Presence.”
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Avenger Angels

This morning I am determined to make a quick stop at my bank, complete a single transaction inside, get back into my car and head straight home. I don’t have a lot of extra time to spare, so no additional stops will take place on this trip.

Parking my car at the bank, I set my keys on the passenger seat and start to reach in the back for my paperwork. Oh no! Without warning, I hear the familiar sound of all four car doors locking. My first reaction is how did this happen? The keys are not touching anything. Only my keys are situated on the passenger seat.set of car keys My hands aren’t close to the lock buttons. This is absurd. I am puzzled and at a loss for an explanation.

Because I am curious, I hit the unlock button and try the driver’s door. As soon as I attempt to open the door, the security alarm blares its distinctive clamoring noise. Now the keys are desperately needed.

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Heavenly Doors – Part 2

An angel named Pathfinder has taken me again beyond the universes to see endless heavenly doors. I gather a poster hanging on the wall inside each door I fly through.

The following is an excerpt from the end of Part 1.

“Go ahead now,” Pathfinder directs me. “Gather more posters. Regardless of how many times I bring you here, you will not be able to go through all the open doors nor acquire the entire amount of posters within them. Get what you can.”

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Heavenly Doors – Part 1

ornate double doors opened showing sun rays behind clouds

“Why are you waiting?” I hear a voice ask me. “Why am I waiting for what?” I answer as I turn around to see the angel who often makes himself known to me.  He is standing a bit behind me. I have the feeling he has been there for quite some time. “Waiting for me to show you more heavenly doors”.

“Oh! I’m always ready for more.” I talk with him as I do a friend who is enjoying a cup of coffee with me. He knows my language. Nothing complicated, just to the point.

“Let’s go then. Come with me.” He is eager to do his bidding from God. “Okay. I’m ready,” I enthusiastically tell him.
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Desert Ice Cream

While in a Holy Spirit encounter, I see a multi-colored ice cream stand with pictures of many flavors of ice cream painted around an open window. It’s a cheerful looking little stand, welcoming those ready to be satisfied with delicious scoops of ice cream. The stand seems uniquely out of place however. I am in the middle of a parched, barren large expanse of arid desert landscapedesert region. The air temperature is extremely hot and this vast area appears devoid of life. I am a few yards from the stand, sitting with my back against a pile of sand which must have been formed by a recent dust storm. No one is around. No one is at the stand asking for ice cream. It’s extremely quiet. I’m wondering why I am here. Continue reading

Divine Hunger Awakens

I am in a time of praying to Papa God that He will cultivate my heart and awaken the divine hunger within me so that I can bear His Presence even more. I sense that angels are surrounding me and putting a sheer translucent cloth over me. They are separating out the distracting things and ministering God’s glory to me so that once again I will experience Him in an overwhelming way.

Immediately I see in my spirit that I am in the midst of a crowd of people spanning many city blocks.head of horse with magnificent ornamental headstall There is a tremendous amount of excitement in the air. I wonder what is happening. Why all this excitement? I am stuffed in this crowd and unable to see anything other than lots and lots of people.

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My Happy Pillow

baby sleeping on a her happy pillowHave you ever encountered Holy Spirit in such a refreshing, fun way that when you go to bed at night you have a smile that doesn’t fade? A smile so huge that your happy pillow gets wrecked with a permanent smiley face imprinted on it?

On as many Friday nights as we can, a small group of us meet in an “upper room” in my home and have what we call God-time. However Holy Spirit is leading, we’re excited and ready to go with Him.

We’ve had times of healings; times of basking in His awesome, tangible Presence; times of fantastic discussions of the supernatural; times of powerful prayer and intercession and times of being completely overtaken with uncontainable joy! Continue reading

Bread Lines Again?

I was in my kitchen this morning and unexpectedly an angel picked me up and took me by the hand. We ‘flew’ together, arriving above a part of the city which I was not familiar with. Swiftly the angel caused us to descend and end up on top of a large cliff overlooking thousands of people lined up. Eight across, twelve across, thousands of people. I was puzzled at what I saw. I stared at the mass of people and the angel asked me. “What do you see?” I’m not sure if it was my spirit or my carnal mind, but I thought “is this a question like Jesus asked the man at Bethsaida?” (Mark 8:23-25)

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Peacocks of Deception

A female angel came to me last night and woke me out of my sleep. She took my hand and we were immediately on a crowded street. There were many skyscraper buildings and the streets were bustling with people. I knew I had been there before. It seemed to be an Americanized city overseas. I can’t yet identify it.

As we stood on the street she pointed to a peacock. The peacock was definitely out of place in that setting. colorful of all peacocks with tail feather full spread open It was fanning its tail and people began to point to the bird and grab others so they could see him. I was captivated by the colors in his tail. I commented to the angel how pretty I thought the bird is. She shook her head and I knew that through seeing this bird I was being shown what appears to be good and lovely is often not.

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Encounters with EXTREME – Part 2

green hue photo as through night vision goggles for extreme encountersPeriodically I am asked if I have encountered the angel EXTREME again since my post on September 20. I have been remembering his words from the first time I met him, “I’ll be working with you. You will understand my name.” With confidence, I have been waiting for him to return.

This morning EXTREME was here again.
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Most of All, Love

My granddaughter had just gone down for her nap. I was sitting in a chair, having a time of communion with Jesus. Unexpectedly I could feel Holy Spirit holding me, indicating “here we go.”

view from above of an enormous cathedral filled with people

Immediately I am in an enormous cathedral. It is much larger than any I’ve seen in pictures. Larger than St. Paul’s Cathedral or Westminster Abbey in London. I am not sure of the location, just that this cathedral is one of immense size. There are rows and rows of pews in the sanctuary. Holy Spirit places me in an aisle seat quite a distance from the front. The pews are filled with people quietly anticipating something.
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Encounters with EXTREME – Part 1

A while back my husband and I were visiting our son and his family, spending a few nights there. One night after a fun, invigorating day with the grandloves and their parents, we said goodnight to all and headed to bed for much-needed sleep. My thoughts turned to being incredibly grateful to Jesus for blessing us with such wonderful children and grandchildren. My heart was exploding with love and thanksgiving to Jesus. And I was having a conversation with Holy Spirit about how exciting my life is now, being one in Jesus!
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In the Checkout Line?

supermarket checkout lineIn the checkout line of a store today, I was watching the cashier who seemed to be very distraught. It was evident she was uptight and agitated. The person in front of me finished his transaction and left with his bags.

As I stood waiting for my items to be rung up, the young cashier was approached by a person appearing to be a manager. The manager stepped her back a bit and began speaking loudly and seemingly unkindly to her. The cashier listened to her with complete disagreement in her eyes. The manager left abruptly. Continue reading

The Tent of Meeting

In a quiet time with the Lord I told Him I was ready, and asked if He’d be willing to send me where He wanted me to be. Immediately I was lifted out of my chair, up into the air, and transported to the inside of a tent-like structure where a chief and others were sitting around a fire. Large campfire burning in the tent of meetingThe tent was big. I could smell the fire. Sparks were flying from the fire, but the tent was so large that the sparks dissipated before reaching the top of the tent.

The setting appeared to be in an African village. The Congo came to mind as I noticed my surroundings. The men around the fire were dark skinned, and it seemed that they were all part of a local tribe.
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