Stories of a good God

To continue on from the last post … where I crossed “my chicken line” (see below for explanation) …  a woman walked away from her wheel chair pain-free (click here for story), and a mother is set free from a sense of darkness and hopelessness, being filled with hope and light … and where the mother then asks for prayer and blessing of her son (click here for story part 2) …

And so, standing before the tall young man, I placed my hand on his arm and started to pray and as I did I started to declare that “with long life He will satisfy you” (Is 91:16) and I looked at the mother and said, I sense that your son will live a long, long life …

She gasped.

I continued praying and then turned and said that I sensed that the men in his family lineage had their lives cut short, that I did not know if it was in his father’s lineage or his mother’s … and I rebuked the spirit of death and released Life into and over him in the name of Jesus …

I prayed that God would have vengeance on all that had been stolen and that her son would have long life … and I turned to the young man and said something like … “I sense you will live a long, long life, and you must, for what I sense you have been born for you will mature into when you are in your 50’s and beyond, that what you are called into has such great significance that you need many years of maturation to carry it forth” and I said that I sensed he had a strong call of leadership on him which would take many years to enter into the fullness of his destiny … hence with “long life he would be satisfied” …

I turned to the mother and asked if that resonated … had the men in the family had their lives cut short?

The mother looked in amazement and said “yes.”  She then went on to explain that – her father and grandfather had both died before the age of 50 and she that her son had been diagnosed with cancer 4 years prior and had just been given the “all clear” with much of his knee having been removed surgically to get rid of the cancer … he had nearly died and the doctors were amazed that he had survived … I could see her mother’s heart filling with relief and hope for her boy as she took in the fact that I had declared life and “known” the short life spans of his lineage in the males of his family and that therefore God knew and cared enough to have me stop, pray and declare the opposite …

She said to me “how did you know that?”

I responded saying I just felt that God was showing it to me, that He was a good God that loved her son and wanted him to know that His purposes for him was great and required a long life to fulfill … that the cancer was not for him, and that neither was the shortened life span that had gone before him in his family …

 I turned and cut the generational curses off her boy, as I had done for her, and released blessing, asking God to release the generational blessings over and into him in the name of Jesus … I also again told “death” and “cancer” to leave … with more confidence knowing that od had shown me what He had so that He could deal with them through my declarations over the young man … and I continued to agree with God’s purposes that this young man would have a long and fulfilling  life …

I then asked if I could pray for the young mans knee to be recreated, explaining that there was a word of promise over our Church, that creative miracles would be seen. 

He agreed and so I took a deep breath and knelt down and prayed for a creative miracle to take place, releasing life and commanding the knee to reform in the name of Jesus.  As I did I held  onto the promise that had been released over our church, knowing that I had to step into that promise and believe if we were to see it happen as a community … and that I must step out in faith and call it forth in the name of Jesus … regardless of what my mind was screaming at me as I did … for who was I to withhold such a promise from this young man … it had been declared over our church, and so I had to declare the promise as a member of our church over this man because … it could just happen …

As I knelt before him I recounted a friend’s testimony where they had prayed for someone with no knee caps and they had seen and felt an entire knee cap be created under their hands as they prayed …

I prayed, choosing to believe regardless of  “logic” … thoughts of my father’s atheism flashing before me and how he would think me mad … I prayed regardless of what I thought and how foolish I felt, holding onto God’s word over our congregation …

The young man said he did not feel much as I prayed, but he walked and tested it out, saying it felt a little better.  I walked with him, as I had done with his grandmother, and I encouraged him to keep walking and testing it out and to thank God for each and every positive development …

I then recounted how people at Bethel Church in Redding California had seen creative miracles and I told the formation of an eye-ball story that I had heard Bill Johnson tell many times over recent years … and I explained how sometimes God planted a seed of healing/creation into a person and over time the miracle would take place.  I recounted the story of A’s healing of two broken legs that had healed over the span of about two weeks … and as I did I relied all the while on the power of the testimony (thank you Bill Johnson) (see Rev 12:11) and the knowledge of the Truth that I felt that God was showing me prophetically …  regardless of what my mind screaming at me all the while.

I then sensed enough was enough … and I turned to the man and thanked him for allowing me to pray.  I looked at the mother who was still teary and I gave her my number and invited her to the Easter Sunday service the following day …

She said she would come .. or at least try …

Her husband approached me and thanked me fr praying for his mother, saying what a difference he could see … and the mother looked at me saying … he doesn;t believe … he is an atheist … and she looked so very excited as she spoke …

I left knowing I had found my God assignment … it had been worth the wait, and the inconvenience to find them.  I had delayed my own plans of getting home by half and hour to find them, and then the whole encounter must have been at least another half an hour … but it had been worth it …

I would like to say that the family all came to church the following morning and got radically saved … they didn’t … I looked for them, prayed for them … but then I had to let it go and release it all to God …

I was a part of their journey … a part of their story in discovering a good God … a part of the puzzle that revealed the goodness of God and His heart for a family that had been through so very much …

He wanted to release healing over the mother-in-law … hope and light over the mother … and long life and vindication for lost generations over the son …

I was the vessel that just happened to be available to agree with His purposes and release the declarations on earth over them … and so I got to co-labour with a good and loving God …

And while I still marvel at the words of knowledge, it makes me feel so very much more frail, fragile … I was nothing special, just merely a vessel to carry God into their world and reveal His loving kindness to them … without God I would have known nothing, without Jesus I have no power to help or change anything … and that is extremely humbling!

In any event … what a spectacular gift to be part of their journey on the eve of Easter Sunday – on the eve of the celebration of a resurrected and victorious Saviour …

Jesus has done it all … we just need to appropriate it and give it away … as best we know how …

And so I ask … will you join me and step out to stop for the one before you, where ever you may be?  I was picking up some shoes for my daughter when God apprehended me for this assignment …

It can be scary, it is often inconvenient, it is intimidating at times … but it gets easier each time you stop and offer Him, especially when you are filled with His love for the person before you … and so, oh my gosh … it becomes so very, very worth it because …

God IS Good!

Post script: the “chicken line” is a phrase coined by Kevin Dedmon that describes the act of stepping out into a place of risk by offering God’s love, in whatever form that may take, to others around us …

I believe the “chicken line” is different for us all … but we are all called to cross over into that place, because in that place is where we experience risk which is faith in action (see Kevin Dedmon and Chad Dedmon’s book entitled the Risk factor: Crossing the chicken line into your supernatural destiny (2011 Destiny Image Publishers).

For some fun check out our church website and find the You tube videos of people at our church stepping over their chicken line …

Give it a go … its fun and God really does turn up because … well you know … God is Good! J

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Comments on: "Crossing my chicken line…the lame DID walk…part 3 – releasing life and declaring destiny for God is Good!" (9)

  1. Yes, I will join you.

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    • You already have … I look forward to receiving the testimonies, which perhaps I will be able to post to inspire and provoke others to step in and up and out too. God is Good … and you are remarkable! Thanks too for the heads up about the book … I hope you enjoy it … X

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  2. Just bought the book! Amazon is also seeling it (a little cheaper) and they have the kindle edition too.

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  3. You mentioned your father’s atheism here. Is he still an atheist? (if you don’t mind me asking that)

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    • Hi Derek.
      My father died 15 years ago in 1997. I fasted and prayed and spoke to him about Christ and he said “it sounds too good to be true” but I referred him to his love of myself and my 3 sisters and he captured the heart essence of it all …
      I do not know what happened during his final days. He went into a coma like state but I would speak to him about just letting Jesus in and I knew he could hear because at times he would nod. I have prophetic friends who “saw” Jesus at his bed side when he died and have received prophetic words but I have had to trust God, knowing that God loved him more than I ever could.
      The depth of sadness at his death showed me a little of what God feels when another dies and the do not come home to Him.
      He was a Prof of Philosophy at a uni here in Australia dux of his DPhil class at Oxford University and had a great mind … and loved others deeply too … an example to me of Christian life without being a Christian, but one who strongly believed that our society benefitted greatly from the Judeo/Christian ethic …
      Happy to answer any questions about it, and could write much more.
      I had to hang on at the time that God was good, especially when the rest of my family were/are not Christians.

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      • That is hard. I asked the question because I have some students who deal with family members who don’t believe and have some challenging worldviews. I try to encourage them whenever I can to keep praying for them and speaking the truth. Your conclusion is a good one, though – God is good. Thanks for sharing that. I didn’t mean to stir up any painful memories.

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      • I love sharing the lessons and insights from the painful times and from losses and failures … I believe that is how we share insights and victories and one of the ways God gains vindication …
        I love Lee Strobels book “A Case for Christ” for the intellectual element and i use this to intellectually substantiate my intellectual assention to a faith in God (and i believe the Alpha course is also excellent); however, in many ways a walk of integrity speaks volumes. I never argue. I offer books and my own story of personal experience and deeply honour their free will to choose.
        A personal relationship and a history with God can never be argued against … as a team of people from the chicken line found when being confronted by atheists in Melbourne recently found. It’s on Facebook.
        Whenever the doubt rises, as it can, I recount time and time again how God has shown up, to myself, and I am convinced that He exists and is good!
        For a long while, it was an exercise of choice … To believe – now I have so many experiences of His power, love and divinity I cannot go back – to do so would be sheer stupidity.
        I have prayed for atheists in their time of need and had them ask for more prayer … one in hospital said to his wife that she needed to call me to get me praying some more. Sometimes it is a matter of praying privately and the opportunity comes … and it may be a stranger that brings in the harvest of the loved one …
        Ask anything at all about it for if I can encourage just one to keep walking in faith that is worth all that I have been through and is rewarding in itself.
        Many blessing, and I trust I have not been too lengthy :-). Also happy to recommend books and will let you know about Alpha (planning to run it over the next few weeks).

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  4. I am sorry I didn’t reply to your last comment, as I had intended. First- I am vaguely familiar with the Alpha course. Second – I appreciate your openness on this. You are right on about arguing with people. The work of the heart is God’s work. We do our part and He does the real work. There are many good apologetic books out there, but it comes down to more than intellect. We need to know what we believe and why, but people will come up with a whole bunch of reasons why they don’t like it. But, we are called to shine the light, so let’s do that well.

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    • I totally agree. We started running the new Alpha last night with our seeking/new Christian group and it was great … Well worth the time to check out. Cheers. God is Good!

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