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Archive for July, 2012

I am only human … thank Goodness God is God and God is Good – Praise report

We we are back in the land of Oz and although the temptation is to get out my little red shoes click my heals and say “there’s no place like … anywhere but home …” I must say I am glad to be home.

We had a wonderful time in the States and although there were many challenges, I thank God for the many wonderful moments with family and the God appointments He set me up for … all opportunities to pour out into another country … His love, His favour, His blessing … and the amazing opportunity to be at my sister’s wedding, to visit Disneyland …to reconnect with special people who hold a special place on our hearts …

So, back now home in Oz … back to the Melbourne Aussie winter …

First week back we had nearly a week of glorious sunshine and the promise of spring was on the winds; however, the morning that I write (Friday 27th July)… the heavens opened and I knew that drop off would be a duck and weave through the local traffic to do the school and kindy (American translation: pre-school) drop off.

I successfully deposited my daughter at school and was standing back while my 5-year-old son hung his kindy bag on his kindy hook and as I stood I saw a mum I had prayed for on Tuesday.

I had seen this mum on Tuesday morning at the gate and when I greeted her I noted that she had no voice  … she was clearly struggling. I had offered to pray, she agreed, and so I had placed my hand on her throat/upper chest and commanded the illness to leave, for her voice to return and for health to flood her body in Jesus name and as I did I recounted the earlier kindy mum healing to her.

The strangest thing was I had the strongest desire to announce, to declare, that her voice would return “tomorrow” (which was Wednesday), but I bit my tongue in fear I was being too bold … that it would seem arrogant, even assuming, not an attitude tolerated in Australia at all …

I went on my way and proceeded to have two of the grouchiest days I have had for a very long time. I struggled for joy, for peace, for my identity … I found out that we had missed my son’s kindy photo day due to our delay in returning home from the States and for me that was the clincher … I was irritated and angry at the delay, the missed memories that would have been hung on our walls, the beautiful shots of the innocent joy that a kindy child seems to radiate with, they are the pictures that I treasure of myself at that age … that I treasure of my daughter and of my son from last year, but now we had missed his last year of kindy photos before school  began…

Regardless of my disappointment, my mounting bad attitude … I was given a God appointment that morning …

The following day, Wednesday, I saw her – voice intact!

She was delighted and said so … Saying “if you could now just fix my sinuses …” to which I said I would pray …

I saw her Friday morning … after the run through the cold wet rain …

I was in a better place after a good night’s sleep … and I asked her about her sinuses. She said they were a little better … so I asked of I could pray for her by placing my hands on them and as I did I recounted a story of a healing of sinuses a few years ago in Sydney, saying that the woman’s sinuses had cleared instantly as I had prayed, as I had laid hands on her …

She agreed to the prayer … and told me how she had been amazed at what had happened to her with the healing of her voice, and that she had told her husband who could only say “…really? … really! … you’re kidding! …”

I laid my finger tips on her cheeks, over her sinuses and as I prayed she closed her eyes and I could see her gently receiving the Presence of the Holy Spirit … she sank or melted gently into Him, her youngest child still in her arms, mums making their way past us with children hanging their bags on hooks, greeting one another as lunch boxes and drink bottles were pulled from bags …

As I felt God say “that’s enough” I finished up “in the name of Jesus” and I said I looked forward to hearing how she got on. I bade my boy goodbye to enjoy another day at kindy …

I am so very human … and I have my tougher days …

Regardless of me, God cares …

God cares, not just for me … but also for the one before me …

Thank God, regardless of me He heals … regardless of me He loves … regardless of me He reaches out … regardless of me He is Good!

And for this I am truly grateful for I do not have to have it all together for Him to reach out to those around me …

… I am only human …

Thank goodness He is not …

Thank Goodness God is God and …

Thank goodness that, regardless of me, …

God is always Good!

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God’s 7 fold payback…sloshing His love

It was Sunday night and our kids were having a sleep over ar my sister’s house … an exceptionally rare treat since my  sister lives in the States …

We decided to head up to Gordon Biersch, where my sister’s wedding rehearsal dinner had been held the Friday night before. That night, my mum had collapsed within 5 minutes of arriving, and we had missed the entire night (we did get to ride in an Ambulance with the sirens going); and so, my husband got the sense we were to return there this night, to somehow redeem what had been stolen …

We walked in and a lovely girl came and gave us the spiel … “I am delighted to be serving you etc etc etc …”

With ironic Australian humour I wryly looked at my husband and said “she will be delighted she served us, we are kind, friendly, I am going to pray for her, prophesy over her and we will tip her well”.

She returned and gave us our orders and I asked her how she was doing. She stopped and looked at me … maybe not many ask that question of wait staff.  She said she was doing ok, but had a sore knee.

I looked at her and repeated what I had said to my husband … rather cockily I am ashamed to say, but I was feeling reckless … It shocked even me … but it had been an intense few days …

She said “ok”so I said give me your hand, I told her the testimony of M a non-believer, who played footy after  I had prayed for his knee to be healed.  I introduced myself and she said her name was S …

I invited the Holy Spirit to come, and asked God to do for S what He had done for M back home, in Australia.The anointing flowed and she looked shocked and said “oh wow”.

I then looked at her, listening for God’s word, and I felt to open up her destiny. I said that I felt she had not yet discovered what she was destined for but that it would come and I blessed her, calling forth favour.

She got a bit teary and I told her the story of my friend’s husband who had waited nine months for a contract to come through, his dream job, and that after praying his destiny open the contract had come by email within 24 hours of the prayer …

I sensed that she had a special joy about her. I called forth the Joy of Heaven over her and said that I sensed that people would be drawn to her because of her joy and that at times she would not quite know what to do with this and that she would need to walk in wisdom in how to set boundaries for the people would come and want to be with her because she carried a special Joy.

I told her how special she was and she said how she had felt the strength of what had just happened to her … as we spoke a work mate of hers walked past and said something like “I could do with some of that” and so I stopped her and took her hand and prayed for her too …
This girls name was M and her mum needed healing so she could go home and be with her fiancée and children. I prayed for her mum, again sensing the anointing of the Holy Spirit.
I asked M if she was a Christian, she wasn’t but said all her family was … I sensed she had grown up in a Christian home though and I started to prophesy over her.
I said that when she gave her heart to Jesus that she would radiate and glow with His Glory in a very very special way. I could see it all over her!  I said that there was something really really special about her …
I do not think she quite knew what I meant but I do believe she knew she had something special in her … I sensed the promise of the Glory so strongly and I said that I felt people would be drawn to her just because they would sense this upon her … It would be nothing that she did, it would/was a gift from God …  just because of who He was …
I finished up and we returned to our snack and drinks, and as we chatted my husband looked at me and said “that’s where your 7 fold return will come … In fact it will be 14 fold because there were two” …
I cheerily agreed saying that’s the double portion blessing on our life …
Two destinies, two girls touched for God … We had returned to get back some of what was stolen the Friday night before … God had directed us back there to redeem the memory of the place, to make it a good memory for me … and to release Heaven on Earth in the atmosphere and over two young women for …
God is Good!
Post script: Yes we did tip her well if you were wondering … and what was so lovely was, as we left, the first girls knee was feeling a bit better.  She said how touched she was and I thanked her for allowing me to pray.  She then excitedly asked if we lived here,  if she could come and live with us … I laughed and said “no” so she invited us to live with her … I smiled, gave her our contact details to let us know how she gets on and gave her a cuddle… a cuddle I hope that sloshed God’s love all over her because …
God really is good!

Riding the California Screamin’ and releasing destinies…God is Good!

I had accompanied my daughter on her third “California Screaming” ride … a roller coaster ride at California Adventure Park.  She wanted to get just the right photo as proof for her friends of her daring adventures in the States.

The photo was just right and as we went ahead to purchase the shot I felt the nudge of the Holy Spirit to pray. By this time I had prayed for the woman in the Aladdin show, and another woman who was in a wheel chair, who had turned out to have some sort of back injury …

I looked at the young girl and offered  to pray. She said “oh, I’d like that but we are not allowed to talk about that here” and I replied that I had brought it up as a customer and that if there was any issue she just needed to say so, that the customer had raised it first …

She then nodded in agreement, as her work mate stood by her side.  I took her hand and she mentioned that her mum needed healing so I prayed for healing with this beautiful girl standing in her mum’s stead.

I then stopped and  listened to what I felt God wanted for her, for what I was meant to pray and release over her in the name of Jesus … to hear what His purpose and heart was for her.

I felt she was really kind; that she had not yet discovered her true passion and that I was to declare her destiny open.

I said to her that I felt she was really kind. She looked a bit shy and I looked at her coworker and he nodded agreement. I then asked/said that I felt she had not yet found what she truly wanted to do … she agreed so I prayed favour over her and declared her destiny open …. The Holy Spirit moving around us as I prayed.

I asked her if she felt it … She did and  was visibly moved.

I thanked her as she said “oh wow that was amazing” and I thanked her again, saying how truly special she was..

As we walked away, my daughter, who was happily skipping and hopping by my side looked up at me with shining eyes and said something like “well that was good mummy, we got to pray for her, I got to go on the roller coaster that I love again, and I got my photo … it all worked out perfectly as God intended”

I looked at her … her eyes shining … holding her hand in mine and I agreed that yes ..

God surely is Good!

The deaf shall hear … The lame shall walk because God is Good!

In my last post I mentioned two people that I had prayed for, two people who were deaf, and that both of them had a close relative with them that had the same name as me.

The second story of stopping for the one is a story I have not yet posted.  It is an encounter that amazed me, much like the most recent post of praying at the Aladdin show in California Adventure Park … and so I will tell what happened.

A week prior to us leaving for the States my son had a follow up appointment with an eye specialist as a result of being in hospital last year. We had waited six months for this appointment, and although I was really ill, and we had received some sad news of the death of my husbands grandmother that morning, I took my son across town to the Melbourne Royal Children’s Hospital for this appointment, not wanting to be rescheduled for another six months time.

We arrived at the newly opened hospital and in the foyer a huge two story fish tank presented itself … full of small sharks, and an array of other fish. It was amazing and immediately drew my son.

We stopped, having walked through the cold and the rain, and I let him gaze at the fish as I shook out my umbrella and pealed open the appointment letter, damp from our walk. I stood looking at the directions as a young child came  up to me and pressed himself into my leg. I looked down and saw the cochlear implants and the mother quickly pulled him away apologising for the physical intrusion. I said”no worries” … it really had not bothered me, and I called to my son to come along, feeling a twinge as I walked away that perhaps I should have offered to pray, but noting that this visit was about my boy, and I sensed that leaving that one would be ok … even so I quietly said to God, “bring him back across my path if you want me to stop and pray for him” and I hurried on …

We completed our visit and as we prepared to leave I stopped to allow my son have an ice cream, a pause in a frantic and trying day, and then promised him we would stop and look at the fish in the tank again.

As we were doing so I was trying to get a good photo of him with a very big fish behind him and as I did a little boy with cochlear implants came towards us. I looked and instantly recognised the young boy… it was the same child that had bumped into me before our appointment and I knew that I was to offer pray.

I turned and located the mother.  I made some small talk, asking about the implants and I found out she was a mum of four children … I explained I was a Chistian, that I had seen them earlier, and that I had said to God if I bumped into them again I would offer to pray for her son and I asked her if I could pray.

She agreed and I introduced myself.  She took a step back and said “I’m called B too! Are you just B?” querying whether it was a shortened version of another name. I said no it was my full name. She said “that’s too weird” and we both agreed it was obviously meant to be.

I then explained that this was not the first set up like this … that the other deaf person I had offered to pray for had a sister called B … we both laughed and I could sense God’s hand in the situation … giving me faith and trust in the outcome.

She agreed it was weird and then called her son over for me to pray for him. I did, laying hands on his ears and commanding the ears to open.

When finished she then said the hearing issue was not so bad but that he had also been diagnosed with cerebral palsy, and that the symptoms of that made life really difficult.  I empathised and gently  told her a few testimonies of people who had seen cerebral palsy healed through prayer.  I gave her my details, my church details and my blog details so she could read the testimonies herself and I offered to pray again.  She readily agreed.

Again I laid hands on her little boy and released healing. Trusting the prophecies over myself and over our church that “the blind would see the deaf would hear and that conditions such as cerebral palsy” would be healed. I asked God to do again what he had done for my friend’s son and what he had done for another young girl who had visited our church … and I commanded his body to come into alignment with the will of God … “on earth as it us in Heaven” (Matthew 6:10)  …. no cerebral palsy in Heaven, so it does not belong here on earth!

I finished up and thanked her for letting me pray. I encouraged her to thank God for any improvement, to come either to church for more prayer or to meet the people whose son had been healed of cerebral palsy and to let me know how she gets on.

I hope she contacts us for more prayer … She is the mum of four children so I know it will tough to do so … but I also know it will be worth it.

I left the Royal Children’s knowing I had been set up, and again trusting in a good God, knowing that it was His will for me to pray and for that young boy to be healed …

The coincidence was too strong … Thankfully it was not lost on the mother, and it was certainly not lost on me … I know the deaf will hear … if I will just keep on stepping out and praying … and I know the sick shall be healed …

God leaves little footprints, coincidences, like a child’s Easter egg hunt, a trail of encouragement, to let us know we are on the right path … we just need to stop, listen and look … and if we do we will find the treasures He has laud out for us … and as we do we most certainly will see that …

God is Good!

Aladdin and prayers of healing

We were in the audience waiting for the start of the Aladdin show at California Adventure Park.  I was sitting next to a Californian woman who turned out to be a Kindy teacher (Prep for Aussies). She shared with me that she was battling skin cancer, due to the fact that she was so fair and had spent so much of her youth uncovered out in the sunshine.

As we waited we chatted about general issues … schooling, kids, Disneyland, and that Australia had a very high rate of skin cancer.

As I spoke I sensed I was to offer to pray, and as the show began I had settled the matter in my own heart that I would offer, and that God would open the way at the conclusion of the show.

The show was amazing … we all enjoyed it immensely and as people stood to leave I turned and explained that I was a Christian. She quickly responded that she was too. I said  “Great… that’s great! I was wondering if I could pray for you, for healing of the cancer. ”

She agreed and I asked her what her name was … she told me and I knew that this was definitely a set up, for she had the same name as mine!

I laughed and said tha God was on this and I told her about the two deaf people I had prayed for recently, and how one had a sister with my name, and the other had a mother with my exact name … I don’t know if she got the connection, but really it did not matter since I had! …. I knew that I had been set up by God to pray …

I placed my hand on her arm and asked the Holy Spirit to come. As the anointing settled I released healing and commanded the spirit of cancer to leave, I released a spirit of forgiveness and prayed for her body to be “on earth as it is in Heaven” (Matthew 6:10) …

I felt that was enough and so I quietly thanked her for allowing me to pray, I took the hand of my excited little five year old boy and walked out of the theatre … on towards more rides … more giggles … more fun with my family.

Where ever we may be God is with us … and we all have the privilege to stop for the one and pray.

What happens to this sweet Kindy teacher I may not know in this life … but I know I was to pray … the coincidence was too clear to ignore and so, as I wandered out with my family I felt a quiet, deep sense of confidence that the prayer was effective … for “powerful and effective are the prayers of a righteous person” (James 5:16) … and because …

God is Good!

Sweetness and Destiny in Disneyland

I was dripping wet, purchasing the photo of our family going down Splash Mountain, having been nominated the front person for the ride.  As I waited for the photo I “heard” the word “sweetness” and I knew it was for the girl serving me at the counter.

In my dripping and bedraggled state I explained that I was a Christian and asked if I could pray for her. I said I felt God wanted me to pray for her and that she had been the first since arriving in the States.

She agreed introducing herself as “M” and I in turn introduced myself

I took her hand and said I felt she was really sweet. In fact, that there was a real sweetness about her, that the word I had “heard” was “sweetness”.

I said I felt that she had been hurt due to that sweetness and I prayed for a healing of those hurts.

I then felt that God wanted her destiny opened and I looked at her, and explained that I felt she had not yet discovered what she really wanted to do, what her passion was, and she agreed and so I declared her destiny open and prophesied that this next season would be a season in which she would find what it was that she was really passionate about, after which I encouraged her that when she found it, which she would in this next season, she should step into it, even though it may take great courage to do so …

I smiled, and thanked her for letting me pray … again saying what a beautiful sweetness she had and that I could see how beautiful and sweet she was, that God made her that way and that it was not a weakness but something lovely … a strength.

She looked and thanked me saying ” you have no idea how much I needed to hear that!”

I smiled wanting very much to give her cuddle and a kiss and explained so … Saying how I could see what a beautiful girl she was … but that I was bedraggled and dripping wet …

I know she needed to hear how she was sweet and that it was ok …

I know that she needed to know that, although she did not know what her passion right now, she would find it soon, and to look for it in this next season of her life.

I know she needed a touch from God because we all do and because He asked me to pray for her in particular, in order for His will to be released on this Earth in her life, and I know this because …

God is Good!

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