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Archive for September, 2011

A reminder that we are all called to arms … obedience in stopping for the one

I was walking home from kindy with 4-year-old M.  As we waited at the railway tracks for a train to pass I saw an elderly couple waiting on the other side of the track – the husband had his arm in a huge bandage … and I knew I was to offer to pray, but I did not want to …

I tried to ignore the prompting.  I was tired, had a dreadful halo of pain right around my temple which made speaking very painful and wanted to get home to get M fed and settled for a quiet activity so I could sit.  God had other plans …

I walked past them, and felt the prompting come even stronger, so I stopped, turned, got M off the railway track and wait as I ran across the road after them.  I called out “excuse me” and they eventually stopped and turned to look at me… I thought “should have just stopped them before when I first saw them … would have been easier”.

I quickly introduced myself and explained that I was a Christian and offered to pray, explaining that I had seen arms healed with prayer.  The wife looked pleased, and the gentleman quickly said yes that would be great.  I quickly found out what was wrong and found out their names.

M waited on the other side of the road for me, and I prayed, inviting the Holy Spirit to come.  I told the torn tendons to mend, and for all carpel tunnel to leave, for all damage done from the surgery to be healed in Jesus name.  I felt the anointing and I asked the gentleman if he felt anything, explaining that he may feel heat, coolness, tingles etc. 

He looked at me and said he felt tingles and warmth.  I said that was God’s healing power and asked him to tell me when the feeling lifted and I prayed again, blessing what the Holy Spirit was doing and asking for more.  The gentleman then said that the sensation lifted and so I thanked them for stopping and allowing me to pray …

They both thanked me – they were Christians and had whole heartedly agreed with all I had prayed and said about God and healing.

I will not know if he was healed.  They were strangers – most of the people I stop for are strangers that I may never see again and so I have to trust that God has it all in hand … I know I must stop in obedience, regardless of me and my own world happenings …

I noted the irony that it was another arm … a reminder that we have all been called to arms and so I encourage all, regardless of circumstances, to listen for God’s soft promptings and stop for the one He puts before you … you may never know the outcome in this life, but if we will just stop in obedience for the one, then together we will impact the world in a dramatic way …

If it took just 120 in the upper room to impact the world for God, then imagine what just a portion of the body of Christ could do … if we would just listen and obey … for His word says …

If you love me, you will obey my commandments … (John 14:15 NIV 1984)

And if we obey Him, His commandment, stepping out in obedience in response to is voice, without fear and question, then I know, without a doubt, that the world will be impacted for the better for …

God is Good!

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And he played footy that Saturday – healing of M’s knee Winter 2009

This is an older story – an early one in my journey of “stopping for the one”.  It was the start of a journey that this man went on over the next year or two, where he started to question his atheistic belief system, and wonder whether he could also be loved by God.  It was also the start of a journey for me where God dealt with me quite firmly about my issues and my embarrassment in stopping in a known environment amongst peers … it is a story in which He essentially says … “get over yourself, stop being a prude, kneel down and pray …”

It was mid Winter 2009 and I was driving with my then 2-year-old son to school to collect my daughter.  It was smack in the middle of the Aussie Rules football season and in typical Melbourne style it was raining a drizzly type rain. 

As I drove I saw a stay at home Dad that I had got to know called M.  He was walking to school in the rain.  M is a rough gem who wears shorts and thongs or runners all year round (winter and summer), and who had got many of the women’s tongues wagging up at the school for his lack of  “charm” … in other words he called “a spade a spade” … and I liked him …

I pulled over and offered him a ride.  He responded by saying that that normally he would say no, but that on this day he would say yes because he had hurt his knee.

He jumped into the car and we rode the short distance to school, chatting as we went.  I asked about the knee and he said that it was an old injury that was required a knee reconstruction.  By the time we were in the playground waiting for the kids to come out I knew I had to offer to pray, but did not know how to do it with him – in front of all the other mums at school pick up.

God had given me a picture, and I had just learnt that God will sometimes give us a picture of how He wants us to pray to release a healing.  The picture I had received was that I was to kneel down in front of him and place my hand on his bare knee and pray as I knelt.

I offered to pray.  M said did not believe in any of that stuff but that I could give it a go if I wanted.  He then went on to say that if it worked it would be great to be able to play football that Saturday … but he doubted it would work.

I did not want to kneel – it was wet on the ground, he was a man wearing shorts and I felt it was inappropriate to kneel in front of him in the wet with my hand on his bare knee … and, what was worse, it was in front of all the other mums, milling around waiting for their kids to come out of school!

So, in my “wisdom” I placed my hand discreetly on his shoulder and started to pray.  As I prayed I felt/heard a strong rebuke from God who said “Get on your knees” – essentially saying “I showed you how to pray, now do it”.

I took a deep breath, focusing on the fact that M could be healed, and told him that I needed to place my hand on his knee.  And so I knelt in the wet, with the cold and wet coming through my jeans, in front of the car park mums and prayed.  The mums looked at me and I felt very embarrassed, but went on regardless.

While on my knees, feeling very vulnerable, I looked up at him and asked if he felt anything – he said he felt heat and so I kept praying and then asked him to move the knee around … he did and he felt some relief so I prayed again, still on my knees and I then stood and asked him to try it out …

He bent it back and forth and said all the pain was gone.  I asked him to jump on it, jumping up and down next to him as I did.  He jumped up and down on it and looked amazed and said there was no more pain and that he would not have believed it … but that he had felt the heat and that it was amazing, that maybe he was wrong about all this stuff …

Delighted (and that is an understatement!), I got on with collecting my daughter and left it at that …

I saw him the following week and asked how he had got on.  He said, like a little kid, with absolute joy, that he had played his game of footy that Saturday! 

And I left knowing without a doubt that …

God is Good!

“This little light of mine … I’m going to let it shine” – changing atmospheres…J’s story of a Good God!

You may recall the post … “For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy … “ (Rev 19:10) see link: https://godtestimonies.wordpress.com/2011/09/07/for-the-testimony-of-jesus-is-the-spirit-of-prophecy-revelation-1910-releasing-the-goodness-of-god/.  Well here is another testimony from the same person.  He is finding that others are “seeing” the light that He carries … and that others are noticing that where ever he goes, he changes the atmosphere …

My friend writes:

Here’s my story about God’s Shining Light …

I pulled into my last stop for the day on Tuesday afternoon, and started collecting coffee orders from my regular clients. Before I started I got an email from another one of my clients 2 factories down asking when I would arrive, as she was in need of a coffee. I replied “I’m here now”. So she walked over to the van and, while I made her coffee, she unloaded her ‘stuff’ on me.

Then the operation manager for the place I arrived at walked past, said “hi”, stopped and said to me: “You know J, you are like this big shinning light of peace and serenity when you come here!”

The 3 of us just laughed, The Ops manager kind of walked around in a small circle, deep in thought, and he then said, “you know what? The boys have worked really hard lately; they have put through some big quotes. I want to shout the whole office coffee.”

By then I had finished Nadia’s Coffee order, and bid her farewell saying “here’s your cup of serenity” … she agreed whole heartedly.

We carry the presence of the creator of the universe … the same spirit that raised Jesus from the dead is inside us (see Romans 8:11) … we may not recognise it, but we are representatives of Jesus Christ, wherever we go … we are gateways, portals, through which heaven can be released, and through which, I believe, Heaven can leak …

My friend J leaks the presence of Jesus.  He is consciously aware that he is a representative of the Kingdom of Heaven and so he chooses to conduct himself as such, and in doing so he affects the atmosphere to such an extent that the Kingdom’s peace comes with him and is recognised by others and the Kingdom’s generosity is “caught”, as it was by the operations manager … who came under the influence of the peace and serenity that J carried …

This is a question I ask myself regularly, especially on my “off days” …

“Am I conducting myself as a daughter of the Most High God? … Who and what am I representing right now? … Am I representing the Kingdom of Heaven, which is peace, joy and righteousness … or is it some other kingdom?”

Will you let your light shine?

Or will you choose to hide it?

God does not light your lamp to hide it under a basket … He lights your lamp so that you can SHINE … and give light to everyone … (see Matthew 5:15)

So as you go, remember the song … “this little light of mine … I’m going to let it shine” … and as you do people will know that …

God is Good!

It was a set up of the most magnificent kind – the lame shall walk…and a daughter is loved because, God is Good!

Last Sunday 11th September 2011 our daughter was at a pool party at a local pool complex and my husband and I decided to take 4-year-old M for a swim while we waited for the party to finish.  I had a sense to go, although the thought of a quiet couple of hours at home was appealing …

We walked into the complex with M skipping excitedly and, as the blast of hot air hit, I looked straight at a man in a wheel chair sitting by the pool.  I instantly knew I had been set up by God …

With M happily ensconced in the water – his father watching – I walked over to the man and said “hello”.  I quickly explained that I was a Christian and asked if I could pray for him, telling him about A whose two broken legs had been healed after prayer (see: https://godtestimonies.wordpress.com/2010/12/21/%e2%80%9ci-will-give-you-the-treasures-of-darkness-riches-stored-in-secret-places%e2%80%9d-%e2%80%a6-christmas-shopping-with-jesus-%e2%80%a6-being-given-treasures-isaiah-453-saturday-18th-dece/).  To my surprise he readily agreed, and he told me his story as best his could, for his speech was badly slurred …

In 1990 he had been in a car accident.  Someone had come through a stop sign and he had been hit.  He said he had suffered brain damage and was a paraplegic.  I asked his name, but I could not quite make it out – I later found out from his wife that he was called Archie.

He suggested I put my hands on his head, but I said I would start with my hand on his shoulder and see what God did.

I started to pray for him, feeling the anointing come in waves.  I blessed what the Holy Spirit was doing and kept asking for “more”.  As I prayed I felt to ask if he had forgiven the person that had hurt him … he said yes he had forgiven them and responded further by saying that he was Greek Orthodox.  I exclaimed in delight saying that he would then know that there was healing for him, that Greek Orthodox believers have great faith in communion, and I reaffirmed saying “there is healing in the communion”.  He readily agreed.

I then felt to place my hand on his head and as I prayed my hands got very hot, or his head got very hot … I knew this could have been the healing power of God, or it could have been the environment … either way, I kept praying and thanking God for healing this kind man.

I then felt to pray for his chest and I asked if he had problems with his chest and he said yes his lungs.  I placed my hand there commanding it clear and be healed in Jesus name.

I looked at his hand which was crippled over and crunched to the point where one finger actually bent back on itself at the tip … I started to pray for it, holding his crippled hand in mine and prayed for movement to return, he started to flex his hand, and gained more and more movement, flexing his hand, saying he had not been able to do that before.

He then looked at me and said he felt he had a word from God for me … that I needed to receive God’s love, and he looked like he went to hold me, uncertain, I pulled back a bit and suggested I keep on praying for him, but in my mind I wondered if God had done a double set up because this is one of the issues that God has been dealing with me for some time … daughtership in the Kingdom … I am currently reading an excellent book called “Healing the Orphan Spirit” by Leif Hetland and I am anticipating God will go much deeper …

I went to his other side and asked about his other arm and hand, which was buried under bags and jumpers belonging to his family.  He said he could not move it and I saw that the hand was screwed tight.  I said try to do something you could not do before.  He started to move the arm as I prayed and he swung it further and further afield, flexing his hand as he did so.  He told me he had not been able to move like that before… 

Feeling encouraged I said keep trying things you could not do before … and I kept praying and thanking God.  As I did I explained how A (with the two broken legs mentioned above) had stood the day after I had prayed for her, and bit by bit she was healed, so that by the end of two weeks she was completely out of the wheel chair, using no leg braces or crutches and was walking free … and that, by the time she was only just meant to be out of her wheel chair, she had joined the cadets … (see: https://godtestimonies.wordpress.com/2011/02/05/praise-report-%e2%80%93-god-is-good-so-very-very-good-%e2%80%a6-part-1-of-2-wednesday-22nd-december-2010-and-19th-january-2011/ and https://godtestimonies.wordpress.com/2011/02/11/praise-report-%e2%80%93-god-is-good-so-very-very-good%e2%80%a6-part-2-of-2-wednesday-22nd-december-2010-and-19th-january-2011/ )

He said he would keep trying and thanking God.  His family came around him.  Strangely they did not seem that excited … I thought that perhaps they may be battle weary, and I knew I could not judge … His father said to me “we shall see how he goes” and I again explained A’s story of healing and how it could be progressive, and I quoted James 5:14, that he could go to the elders, be anointed with oil and the prayer held up in faith will make the sick person well.  His father did not really respond much, and neither did his wife, which I found sad and a bit strange.

I then said to Archie, you pray for me, and so he took my hand and prayed, silently, for me.  I felt a gentle anointing come.  He said quietly to me that I must love myself before I can love others … Ouch!  I thought, God go deeper!

I then asked his wife his name and asked if I could give him a kiss on the cheek.  She shrugged so I lent down and said “thankyou” and kissed Archie on the cheek and bid him farewell, looking for my family as I walked away.

I had been set up.  Another wheel chair – right in my line of sight as I entered the complex … and a word about loving myself … God wants me to be His daughter and know His love, see myself as He saw me …

There is a journey we take.  We do not stop for “the one” to perform for God’s love; but, we stop for “the one” from a place of God’s love … I need more of His love to go to where I want to go … which means that I must allow Him to love me more, so I can then I have a greater capacity to love others more … Archie was right!

We will transform the world from our place of inheritance … as we go about doing life, we can also go about doing the Father’s business … giving away His love.  And, just as Archie saw in me, we need His love before we can give it away …

“… as the Father has sent me, so I am sending you … “ (Jesus speaking in John 20:21).

Jesus went about doing His Father’s business (Luke 2:49), knowing that He was the Son … we are called to do so too … doing the Father’s business, while being the children of God.

We are in a family business … healing the sick, raising the dead, cleansing the lepers, casting out demons (Matthew 10:8) … setting the captives free (Luke 4:18) ….

But, to be about the Father’s business we need to know the Father and in knowing the Father we will know His love for us, not just so we can give it away (which I believe we are all commissioned to do), but also just because …

God is Good!

A pain in the shoulder is in fact a “word of knowledge” and a healing is released …

4-year-old M and I were up at the shopping centre on Tuesday 6th September 2011 to collect a pair of socks left behind on a school shoe shopping excursion.  author’s note: no … I do not live there, but often God wants me to stop for the one there and hence the many shopping stories!

As we headed through the centre, I “coincidentally” remembered (God reminded me) that I needed to buy some inserts for a note-book.  I popped into Kiki K for the inserts and as I went to pay I got a severe stabbing pain in the top part of my left shoulder.  I rubbed it thinking “how strange” and as I did I got the impression, I had the thought, that it could perhaps be a physical manifestation form of a word of knowledge – God was letting me know that there was a sore left shoulder there that He wanted to heal.  I just had to step out and offer to pray …

I looked at the girl serving me and quickly explained that I had just got a strong pain in the left shoulder, that I was a Christian, and that sometimes God highlights a need in this way and I asked her whether she had a sore shoulder?  I explained that it was not “my pain” and that it only started when I walked into the shop. 

The girl said “no”… both her shoulders were fine. 

I thought “oh well … my imagination.”  But then I hesitated and thought “no, I am going to push through further” and I asked her whether she knew if anyone that worked at the shop had a problem with their left shoulder …

As soon as I asked the question her jaw dropped and she exclaimed “yes, M has a sore shoulder.”  I clarified the problem asking if it was the left shoulder and she said “yes it is the left shoulder” looking even more incredulous.

I asked if M was there, but she wasn’t, so in faith I asked if she would stand in and receive prayer in M’s place.  She readily agreed and so I laid my hand on her left shoulder, invited the Holy Spirit to come and commanded the shoulder to be healed.  I prayed for tendons to be made right, muscles to relax, and for the back to align with the will of God … telling the pain to leave in Jesus and for the shoulder to be made right. As I did the pain lifted off my shoulder.  The girl said she felt something but I did not explore what she felt.  I suggested she place her hand on M’s shoulder and release the healing in Jesus name when she next saw M.  I also explained that M may already be healed, or may be healed as she walked into the store, or that she may need to lay her hand on it to release the healing … that she should wait and see what happens, but that M would be healed.

The girl got so very excited saying how amazing it all was and that she could not wait to see M, who was scheduled to come in later that day.

I left, also very excited.  This was the first acute (it hurt!) physical word of knowledge that I can remember getting while out in the public like this and it was exciting to step into another realm of how God speaks to us.

Interestingly, I felt the pain come back into my shoulder some time later and so I prayed again for M as I walked around and the pain lifted again … I assume she is healed … I hope they text to let me know …

What pain (physical or emotional) do you feel when you are out and about … does it belong to you or is there someone who God is calling you to  stop and pray for?  Give it a go, you will be delighted and surprised when it happens to you, and it will happen because God wants to touch the world and heal their hurts more than you want Him to because …

God is Good!

“For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy” Revelation 19:10…releasing the goodness of God

“For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy … “ (Rev 19 10).  To prophesy is to declare God’s intentions, His goodness … Paul writes in 1 Cor 14:3 “But everyone who prophesies speaks to men for their strengthening, encouragement and comfort”; indeed, Paul writes that “I would rather have you prophesy” (1 Cor 14:5), to emphasise the importance of the prophetic word being released by believers.

Well, this story has that very power.  This story came in and a person I know read the testimony in its “raw” form.  The story is about sowing into the Kingdom of God financially … but, as a person with a benign tumour read it, the “tone in the ear shifted” … the ear has been affected by a tumour and the hearing has been affected … so, as a completely unrelated Jesus story was read it seems that power was released into the ear … this shift has encouraged that person to read more, listen to more, engage more with the testimonies of healing from a Good God!

If the spirit of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy, then could Jesus and His presence ride forth on a story, on a testimony, and cause a shift in something that is unrelated to the subject of the story?  I know that Bill Johnson covers such concepts in his book “The Power of the Testimony” … healings do take place as testimonies have been released into the atmosphere, but I think (but I could be very wrong here) that the healings referred to were only ones of a similar nature to the testimony released, a similar condition … this release of power came on the reading of a financial miracle testimony, and the power of Jesus was released into an ear …

Could it be as we share our stories of a Good God that power is released for more than  just the miracle to which the story relates? …

Just one more good reason to let the world know that God is Good …

The story received by email Monday 5th September 2011 reads:

Here is a story of sowing into the kingdom of God.

It started about a month ago; my wife was invited to a Birthday morning tea. We know this family is standing in faith for financial provision, so we decided to put $100 in her birthday card.

A couple of weeks later, our family and some others were in Geelong helping my wife’s grandparents by laying gravel in their driveway. After we finished, my wife’s Pa gave us $100 as a way of saying “thank you”.

We sowed that money into the love offering for David Wagner.

Then, at a conference where our catering business was supplying food, we had sold only half of the food we prepared! So, we were giving away pies, pasties etc in the afternoon to whoever wanted something to eat rather than throwing them out. One person wanted to pay and I said “you can’t pay, but you’re more than welcome to make a love offering…” Later I found out that he gave my wife $100, we sowed that too back into the love offering for Bill Johnson and Leif Hetland.

The next day of the conference we sold EVERYTHING! We had a little bit of product left over which we were able to make into little hampers to give away – Such Fun!

So last Tuesday I was working in a factory area selling coffees, when I was described by a factory boss as being like a “white light” and … he ordered $100 extra in coffee.

Last Wednesday we went to my wife’s sister’s house to cook her some dinner. She is pregnant and not feeling the best at times. We cooked 7 meals, plus 3 serves of fried rice; our kids came too and slept on the couch.  My wife’s sister and her husband came for dinner last night, and gave us a thank you card, with a Coles voucher in it – value: $100

Makes me wonder what would happen if we started to sow $500?!

What stories of God’s goodness are you keeping to yourself?

You never know … if you start to tell the stories in your own life of a Good God, you may just release the spirit of prophecy, and with it a tumour may shift, a leg may grow out, or a heart may be healed … you will never know unless you start to speak and, I hazard a guess, that if you start power will be released … and that power will heal because …

God is Good!

And she felt the warmth of His love …

My daughter is changing schools.  With this change comes all the details of such a change … notifying authorities; purchasing gifts; writing letters of affirmation for teachers and support staff; and doing all the bits and pieces that honouring a group of people who have sown into a child’s life for 3 years takes … and, of course, with a change of schools comes the purchase of a new uniform.

Last Friday (3rd September 2011), with credit card tightly packed in bag, we headed up to the new school to tackle the fitting of the uniform.  As we walked thought the school’s canteen we saw B, who has a daughter at the same ballet school that my daughter attends; who also works in the administration section of the ballet school; and who also works in the school canteen.

We greeted each other and I said she looked lovely.  She coughed and said she had been battling the croup for weeks.  I said I would pray for her and after a quick chat I took her hand across the counter and prayed for a healing of the illness.  I told all sickness to leave her and her home (the entire family had been ill).  I then released life and health and as I did I received a word for her about requiring “provision”.  I asked her about this and she nodded that this was right and so I prayed that for her too, explaining that God would not let me know about such without wanting to provide the “provision” He had shown a need for.

She walked with us to the uniform shop and, as we walked, I got a picture of me placing my hand on the upper part of her back.  As I did (explaining to her what I was doing) I released the Holy Spirit on her and asked for “more Lord”, and I blessed what Holy Spirit was doing (thank you Randy Clark).  I then said “breathe Him in deeply, take deep breaths and in doing so you will breath in the Holy Spirit”.  She did and said with a start after three breaths that she had felt something change or shift.  I gave her a big hug and we went into the shop to sort out sizing etc … much to the absolute delight of my daughter!

I saw B again later that day.  I had dropped my daughter off at the ballet school and B came in to say “hello”. I asked how she was and she replied that it was the oddest thing but her nose had started running profusely all day after I had prayed for her and she felt like “it” was being flushed out of her body … “up and out”.  I said something similar had happened to me a few years ago when I had been quite ill and that I had felt the same way … that it was somehow being flushed out …

I got up from where I had been sitting on the floor and we stood side by side.  Again I felt God wanted me to place my hand on her upper back.  I did so and as I did I quietly prayed as we watched the class.  I felt that something was going on and I asked her about it.  She turned to me teary saying she could feel “something”.  I asked her if it was very peaceful and if it was making her feel teary, like crying, and she nodded gently and quietly said “yes” looking at me with big eyes full of surprise.

I explained gently that God was releasing His love on her and that He was calling her to Himself.  I said that she had not yet asked Jesus into her heart, but that He was calling her to come, that she was on a journey.  She stood teary.

My son, by this stage was rather whiny, and so I started to leave.  As I walked out I turned back, ran across the room and wrapped my arms around her, planting a big fat kiss on her cheek and left saying that she was precious …

I know some of you would ask why did you not see if she wanted Jesus to come into her heart … I wondered too, but I did not feel to take that step … I may have missed it, but even if I did, I know she felt His heart, she felt the warmth of His love, and I know He is drawing her unto Himself and that he will keep drawing her until she comes, and this I know because …

God is Good!

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