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Archive for March, 2013

Praise report…Wrist healed…It’s time to invite…

In my last post I told the story of stopping for a cashier at a local supermarket.  I prayed for her wrist, which was in a brace, and she was healed on the spot … pain gone … brace removed … smiles all around … God is Good!

Last Friday morning, I had the pleasure of being guided to walk down the entire length of our shopping strip to buy some chocolate for my son’s birthday party.  I lined up to pay in the shortest queue at my local supermarket and realised that the same girl I had prayed for was serving on this particular cashier and, to my delight, she was minus the wrist support!

I smiled as I stepped forward and said “hello” and I promptly asked her how her wrist was, mentioning that she did not have her support on this morning …

She smiled and said “no”, and then went on to say that it was much, much better.

I asked if it had been completely clear of pain, and she responded that it was nearly completely clear of pain, and that it hurt a just a little, now and then …

I offered to pray again for her and, smiling broadly, she quickly and eagerly agreed, holding her arm towards me for the prayer …

I took her wrist, which now displayed a large faced watch, with a large white wrist band, and I prayed that it was time for the fullness of healing.  I rebuked anything that would come against the fullness of healing, and I released the oil of the Holy Spirit.  As I did this I felt the Holy Spirit say quietly to me “ask her if she wants Me in her heart” …

So, I simply asked her what I heard.  I asked her if she wanted to ask Jesus into her heart.

She said “I’m a Buddhist …”

So I said “ok, but would you like to ask Jesus into your heart?” I had got the impression that she needed to “fill the house” with Jesus, and all the while, the anointing of the Holy Spirit was constantly tangible around us.

She answered simply “yes” …

I said something along the lines of “then, just ask him into your heart … say, Jesus come into my heart” aware that we were at her place of work and people were approaching the desk to be served …

She responded again “yes” …

I thought … “oh gosh … what do I do here?” and noted two blokes nearly at her cash register.

I then felt her focus shift and I asked the Holy Spirit for guidance … and I ever so gently felt the release, to “let it go” so I again quietly released the oil of the Holy Spirit into her wrist … and with the Holy Spirit’s encouragement I stepped aside, took my items, wished her a wonderful weekend and mentioned that I may see her again soon …

She smiled broadly saying “thank you …

It was time …

It is time …

It was time for her to be healed the week or two before …

It was now time for her to be invited into the family of God … however brief the invitation may have been …

It is time for us, as God’s children, to be aware of the time … and to do the inviting, no matter how awkward, no matter how clumsily, and no matter how simply we do it … if we do … lives will be changed …

Who was I to argue with the Holy Spirit about place and time … it was a pure, timely and simple invitation … His words … His timing … straight from Heaven to her heart …

Who am I to say whether it was “effective” …

My son invited friends to his party recently …

My son (read with excited, Aussie accent): “Do you wanna come to my party?” …

Friend’s response: ”yes!

Deal done!

Maybe that’s all it took for her … or maybe it will require another invitation … I don’t know …

All I know is to be who I am called to be … to do as the Father shows me … and to invite as the Holy Spirit instructs me to invite … the rest is His responsibility … He’ll get them to the party, the same way my son’s friend’s parents got them to my son’s party on Saturday … they all made it … they all got there … because their parent knew where, how, when to go …

It may take another invitation … it may not …

Regardless I think that it really is that simple … the stepping over into the Kingdom of God isn’t complicated for, as Jesus said:

… the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these … (Matthew 19:14 NIV 2011)

and the “such as theseare the children … It is the “grown ups” that complicate things … the invitation has to be “just right”, sent at the “right time”, given in the right envelope, the right package … with clear instructions, directions, and strict guidelines on dress, behaviour, timing, etc etc etc … but if I take my son’s lead it really is simple …

Wanna come to my party?”

I hear the Holy Spirit say …

Wanna come to My party?

Just say “yes” and I will get you there …

You leave the rest to Me …”

It’s not complicated …

I know she doesn’t need to know scripture and verse … it’s a matter of her spirit saying “yes” and coming alive to Jesus Christ … it’s a spiritual matter … one that the intellect and soul can catch up on later …

Whether she has new life … I do not know …

Whether she is still on the scale of “pre-Christian” … or “Christian” … I do not know …

What I do know is that I heard and I obeyed and I stepped out and a life was changed.

She was healed the first time.

She got a top up the second time … and was invited into the family …

And ultimately all will be well simply because …

God is Good!

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And with the flick of a wrist she was healed…God is Good!

About a week ago I was doing a big grocery shop … restocking the bare cupboard so to speak.

As my products were being swiped through I looked at the girl serving me, and a knowing feeling came upon me … and I knew I was to offer to pray.

I looked for any obvious signs of injury and could not see any … always a bit awkward I felt if you did not know why and if it was busy …

My purchase was finished up, and I could sense that the woman behind me was itching to get through and out; so, I resolved in my heart to unpack my shopping into my car, come back with the trolley and then offer to pray.  I silently hoped and trusted there would be a pause in the customers … knowing that so often there wasn’t … either way, I knew I just had to step out and offer regardless of who was there …

On my return to her check out counter I quietly waited while she finished serving the woman after me.  I mentioned to her that I wanted to pray for her, and that I would wait, and as I explained this I saw a bandage on her wrist … I had not seen it before … and I said with a smile that I now saw why I was to offer to pray …

She smiled, and kept serving the woman … turning back to me and smiling broadly …

She finished up, and another person came to be served, but instead she turned to me and I quickly asked about the wrist … it was a very sore repetitive strain injury (RSI) that required the support of a bandage for her to lift and shift the groceries …

I gently held her wrist in my hand and invited the Holy Spirit to come, explaining that I was a Christian, and I commanded the pain, the RSI and the spirit of arthritis to leave.  Once I did I released the oil of the Holy Spirit into her arm … I then asked if I could place my hand on her shoulder … she agreed and I prayed freedom of movement into her shoulder and I got her to swing her arm around, explaining to her I felt the problem extended down her arm from the shoulder, that she needed to gently move her shoulder and arm in a circular manner to release and free the arm …

She did so and I asked her to check the injury out.  She shifted her thumb …

No pain.

She wriggled her fingers …

No pain.

I suggested she take off her support, and as she did she wriggled her fingers and turned her wrist … as she looked at me smiling …

No pain!

With the flick of her wrist, the pain had gone and she was healed in Jesus name!

I said “thank you Jesus!”, smiled and thanked her for letting me pray … blessing her and encouraging her to move her shoulder and arm regularly as I left the store …

A simple prayer … a little out of my way … a small moment of my time taken to release God’s goodness and healing power … a moment to agree with God’s will for another life and now she knew that …

God is Good!

Destinies, dancing and release…Part 4

Continued from previous posts at: Destinies, dancing and release … Part one, Part Two and Part Three

The final “chapter” of this weekend … now long gone, but people not forgotten …. played out in the foyer of the hotel. 

My husband went to check our room for left behind items … while I finalised the bill and arranged for our car to be collected from parking.

As I stood at the counter to pay, out of the corner of my eye I saw a man with bandages over both his hands and up his arms.  As soon as I saw him I knew I was to pray…

I arranged for the car to be collected and walked over, mentioned the obvious to him and offered to pray.

He instantly took me up on my offer and explained that he had come off his bike, causing dreadful injuries to his arms and hands where he had lost most of the skin.  I thought how useless he must feel standing there unable to do anything like lift bags however, nonetheless, there he was on duty …

I gently took his hands and released healing over his hands and arms, commanding healing to take place quickly. 

As I prayed I knew there was more, I knew he also was not doing what his heart desired to do, he was not fulfilling his dreams, his destiny …

I explained what I sensed and he agreed, looking a bit teary and so I called his destiny open, and spoke words of life over him.  I cannot remember exactly what they were, but they seemed to hit his heart and he gently said “Amen” and “Bless you” when I had finished praying …

I prophesied life over him and called Him into his place as a tall and noble man …

I quietly thanked him for allowing me to pray and I turned and walked back to my husband who was now waiting for me across the foyer.  As I approached him I smiled saying “what a weekend … lots of people being released into destinies!” …

God sure had been busy!  He wanted those around us prayed for, touched, destinies released, dreams recognised, called into, called out and brought forth to the light … to the surface.  Designs for life, designs for living had been released, and people had been set free … and I hoped that they all would dive straight into all they were called to …

It fascinated me … the entire weekend had a theme running through out  … the creative ones were being released, the hidden treasures were being called into their God given futures, into their heaven made designs … people were being called to step into their futures as God had designed them, they were being set free to fly and soar and create and be and He cared enough to show me the secrets of their heart so that His word could be released into and over their lives and He did this because …

God is Good!

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