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And he was seen – God is Good!

I have been meaning to write this story up for a few weeks now … and with what came next  I knew it was high time I got my skates on!

Two or three weeks ago, I was purchasing a few items in a little local organic shop near where my children attend a regular activity.  This particular shop is just across from an elite training facility in dance, and over the last few years that I have shopped there, it has hired a number of the older students, who are often in their final year of training. On this particular night I looked at the young man serving me, and felt a promoting to pray for him.  It turned out he was in his final year of training at the facility across the road.  I mentioned my unction, and asked him if I could pray for him … he readily agreed, and I took his hand in mine and, although I felt the familiar nerves, I proceeded to pray .

I felt prompted to call in his destiny … and as I did I sensed that he had not felt seen for the years that he had trained at this facility (and it had been years!).  I felt that he had not only felt this way, but in fact he had been overlooked … not seen … and so I called him into the light, I declared that he would be seen, and that the doors of his destiny would open in the name of Jesus …

I stopped and looked at him and explained what I felt and what I had prayed.  He said to me that it was exactly how he had felt.  That he had never been seen, that he was constantly overlooked, or so he felt …

He asked me my name and I gave him my first name, and he then asked for my surname … it seemed important for him to know who I was … and so I told him … and he thanked me, he looked like he had felt something, but I didn’t ask …

I went to leave, but as I did I felt a boldness come over me, and I knew it was time for him to be seen, just as I had prayed.  I saw a picture of him which I described for him … and as I described it I acted it out in that little store, a little embarrassed, but really want him to know he was not to strive …

I said that he was a king, like royalty, a prince and that he was to imagine that he was, much like the roles he danced, and as I said this I stood as tall as I could and I started to step forward, and motioned with my arms that as royalty walked through doors, that there was no effort on their behalf to open such doors, that doors were opened for them … and I acted this out for him … and then I turned and looked at him and said …

… “this is how it will be for you … you will walk and the doors will open, no effort from you, you will not need to push, you just need to walk it out … like a king, the double doors will open” and he nodded with understanding, seemingly encouraged … and I said “I call it in Jesus name” … and I smiled saying to him “no effort, no striving, it will just happen … and I look forward to hearing about it!”

Well …

I was in this little shop with a friend on Monday night.  This young man was working again and I smiled at him and said hello and he smiled back. I chatted briefly to my friend while she had her tea, and as we got up to leave  he stopped me and said smiling:

“… you remember a few weeks ago you prayed for me, well …”

I looked and felt such joy rise up inside me … “you’ve been offered a contract!?” I said

“I have” he said … I wanted to hug him  with the sheer pleasure of hearing such news … and I told him so and he invited me to hug him … so I did!

“God IS Good!” I said, and he said back “he is.”

He told me that just after I had prayed for him he had been offered a contract with a company overseas.  The company had wanted him to start with them this year, but he had decided to finish his course, and they were happy to wait for him, so he would go early next year … I jumped with sheer delight … and I hugged him again …

I raced out to collect my boy … googling the company … and then after collecting my son I popped back and he told me that he had auditioned for a role in this company in a visiting show here in town.  The strange thing was, he had not got any part in the local staging of the show … but he had been later contacted by the people that he had auditioned before,  and they asked if they could pass on his contact details to the company’s director, who had expressed a desire to speak with him directly.  He agreed, and the director, on contacting him, had offered him a contract of employment overseas, in a terrific company … he was absolutely delighted … and I was too!

I smiled and repeated “God IS Good!” and I told him that all I had done was prophesy, to hear God’s heart for him and his life and to release it in prayer … he nodded in agreement, and seemed to understand … we both knew it was answered prayer, and he said to me maybe one day you will come and see me dance … and I said what a pure pleasure that would be … and oh what an encouragement to me this little story has been, I smiled all the way home for the sheer joy of seeing God love on another human being, to be a part, even a tiny part, of another human being’s journey, to let them see that, even if others had not seen him, God had seen him,  and God had not forgotten him … such answers to prayers, such answers to prophetic decrees makes stopping for the one, even with nerves at times, still so very worth it because …

God is Good!

 

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Power of the prophetic word pushing through fear…God is Good!

There are times when we all doubt ourselves …

Did he really say that?  Was I on the money?  Oh, my gosh, I stuffed that one up!

All of us are on a journey of discovery … discovery of who we are, Whose we are, learning how to hear the Father’s voice …

The last story posted (the Sound of Healing) was a story of miraculous healing.  The healing occurred at a conference two years ago.  I had been invited to that conference to minister, as part of a team.  The first night had been challenging, for me.  I was stretched.  It was a worship rehearsal where we were called to minister to the worship team, give words of prophecy etc …

Now I had done this type of thing before … but each time I have to step out this way, particularly in a church, I get nervous … very nervous!

On this particular night I was tired, but I stepped into it, knowing God wanted the team touched more than I did, and I briskly told myself to get on with it!

I came to a man (who I later knew as G) who immediately seemed to me to be tired.  It was like he had lost hope.  I could tell he was a mature Christian, a seasoned Christian, and I knew he was a man of integrity and I felt he was battle weary.  I cannot remember the full extent of the word, but it was a word of a new season, that a new sound was coming.  That he had been a warrior and now the fight was over, that there was something new on the horizon …

Now, from my perspective he looked to me like he had “heard it all before” … and in response I felt like I had missed the mark … I tried to encourage him and said ‘you watch something new is coming … “ but as I did I felt a strong desire to retreat to run away … even to cry … I felt I had completely and utterly stuffed up, and that although it was an encouraging word, it had not been received well and was completely “off”…

I moved onto the next person to give the next word, trying to shake the feeling off, trying to gather my thoughts and step out again in trust that I would hear well … feeling a dismal failure, and a right goose!

The prophesying finished, and he walked up to stage to play.  I was relieved that the ministry time was over … and I felt the accusations come … the voice saying “you missed it … you can’t and don’t hear from God well … he knows you are no good at this … you might as well give up … who do you think you are anyway …”

I shrugged it off, and tried to press into God, knowing I had followed prophetic protocol and had kept the words that night encouraging.

Now, I tell this story because it was two years later that I “bumped into” this man and his wife (who was healed miraculously that weekend).  We were in the line for a ride at a theme park of all places!  We caught up for dinner that night and it was there that they told me that it was that word that I had given that night … that word that I had so doubted, that the man had held onto and taken home and it had been the catalyst for them to step out in faith and believe for his wife’s healing that weekend … I had no idea!

She wrote to me the following in an e-mail:

In regard to your prophetic word…. it was the Thursday night at the Creative Meeting when you all were praying and prophesying over the musicians that were going to be involved over the Wonders Conference weekend. You were praying over G and said to him that he had been a warrior, that he had gone through a great battle and that it was drawing to an end, that a new beginning was about to commence – the fight was over.  … you have no idea how excited G was when he came home that night after you prophesied those words over him.  I know that you wouldn’t have had a clue how significant your words were, or if they meant anything at all to G but ‘far out’ they were so spot on and you verbalised the very words of God Himself. The words God spoke through you were what began the faith growth in G, and then G speaking them to Pastor Mark, and then me – and the outcome of God healing me caused the biggest growth in faith in our church that continues to grow daily. It all began … with your prophetic word. (you may be blown away now and even cry a little because of how great God is, and all we have to do is make ourselves available and let God do the rest – let Him speak, let Him lead, let Him heal – all we have to do is be there).

She later wrote to me:

In response to your comments, you’re exactly right we all play our part, no one more important than the other. God orchestrates it all, brings us all together to play our part. There was your prophesy which got the ball rolling, advising G that it’s over – [that he’d] well and it’s time! G’s faith and obedience to talk to Mark and then to confess his faith in front of everyone on the Saturday afternoon session, then there was Pastor Mark’s faith, boldness and courage in obedience to take the whole church to the chicken line, then there was Fergus [the drummer on Saturday morning] who felt ‘oh my goodness! What am I doing!!’ There was Ally [worship leader, singer], who was obeying and worshiping and prophesying in song as God led her, then there was me and all I had to do was lay there, and my part wasn’t any more important than anyone else’s – we were all instruments in an incredible performance that God was putting on/performing!! Praise God!!! I get so excited talking/writing about it.  … you should definitely include your prophesy and how you felt and the actual impact of your word. … I really feel you need to write about it because there is so much for people to learn from your experience. You thought (felt condemned) that you had said something so far off base, but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. I think G’s look probably came from sheer shock of how incredibly accurate you were, and maybe too, it was perhaps a little naivety on his part – this prophesying etc was all very new to him. 

And so I have written about my part to encourage others to step out and let God.  I am humbled by all that A writes and I feel privileged to be a small part of an unfurling of a healing miracle that sparked a bush fire of faith in their Church … and so, the reason I write is to show that He can use anyone at any time, that how we feel about our so called “performance” is not relevant … it is our heart attitude of doing our best and being available to Him that matters … for we don’t know the plans that He has for ourselves or for others, but we do know, without a doubt, that whatever His plans are, they are plans to bless us, to give us a future and a hope (Jeremiah 29:11 NASB) and, I know this for sure: that if I can be used … then anyone can be used purely and simply because …

God IS Good!

Stopping for the one – destinies opened because God is Good!

I was out and about yesterday picking up something that I needed to complete a doona cover for my son … long story … I don’t sew, but God wanted me to make this cover, a prophetic covering for him … I have already completed my daughters…

In any case, I just needed a little more cord detail to collect so I could make the pillow cover, and hence I was up at the local shopping centre.

As I headed back I stopped by the store where I get my jeans.  I was not up to trying any on, so I chatted to the girl, and together we sorted out what I may need.  I made my purchase knowing I could return them if they were not quite right…

As we finished up, I sensed I needed to pray for the girl.  She said something about a “proper” job.  I queried her, saying she had a good job … nothing wrong with retail … and she said she had completed a university degree in a marketing field, but she didn’t know what she wanted to do yet.

I smiled saying I still didn’t know what I wanted to do yet, and I told her my qualifications, and said how I had indeed worked many years ago at a jeans shop, finished my qualifications, worked, become a mum and now in my forties, still didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up …

She smiled at that …

I offered to pray, she agreed, and I took her hand in mine, invited the Holy Spirit to come and, feeling the anointing flow, I declared her destiny open in the name of Jesus Christ.  I had explained to her how doors open for people over and over again after I pray this for people …

She looked at me quizzically as I prayed …

I then sensed to pray for provision for her and so I did and I said to her that I felt she was saving up for something.  She nodded. 

I said: “you’re saving up to go overseas, aren’t you?”. 

She nodded again, looking a little surprised, explaining she had friends in London … she wanted to go …

I prayed favour for her and resources, finance and open doors and I went to leave. 

As I left I said to her briefly: 

“Go.  Go overseas.  It will all open up for you.  Have a ball working overseas.  Even think about spending some time in New York …” and I mentioned how wonderful London and Europe was and I said how I wished I had travelled to New York to work when I was younger … what an amazing city it was …

I said again: “Go, you’ll have a marvellous time, and the rest will fall into place” …

And with that I left.

“So what?” You may ask … “you didn’t heal her, lead her to Christ, shake her world up, read ‘her mail'” … she didn’t shake, rock and roll …

Well I believe that the encounter was a way of God letting her know He was real, He cared, and He knew her … that all would be well … she got a “taste” of Heaven … a first kiss … a first delicious taste of Heaven and of a good God … and I do not believe she will ever forget …

Yes it’s a simple story, but one I figure worth sharing … for I believe that if we will all just stop for the one, encourage, pray and release the Kingdom of Heaven, as God directs, as our heart directs, as our compassion directs, that the world will change, atmospheres will change, lives will change and people will see that …

God is Good!

Destinies, dancing and release … Part 3

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

A theme was beginning to emerge …

There was creativity to be released, God-given destinies to be fulfilled, people to be released from their past, from their present, from their assumed “futures”, and from their circumstances ….

There were passions to be revealed, to be released, to be uncovered … so that God’s desired futures could be revealed and stepped into, with boldness, clarity and fullness …

There was a desire of God to see His children (whether they knew him or not) to step into their God-given destinies …

And so … the following day after an enjoyable day and a good nights sleep we were back down the street looking for one more item for my husband, an extra that he had said he wanted …

We headed out, looked, and found some jeans on sale instead … bagged those and headed back out into the street where I saw a bag shop … a girlie bag shop for girlie girls …

We checked the time and checked our intentions to enter the shop with God … after all … it was His agenda … not ours … that we were called to fulfill, to honour and to meet as a Beloved Child of the most High God …

With the go ahead on both fronts we wandered in, and I found a simple design … just the right thing for me to replace an old travel bag I had been using for years.  It was pretty, but very practical, and still able to be slung over my shoulder so I could scooter up the street with the kids, but not drab and ugly like the one I had used for so very long …

As we paid for the bag I again knew I had to pray for the girl.  I could feel the anointing of God swirling around and I could feel the familiar pull to offer to pray, to bless and to release yet another loved one into their destiny … I was to encourage, to inspire and to love on behalf of My Loving God!

I offered to pray, as people milled around the small store.

The girl agreed. 

My husband stepped back, so as to give a sense of privacy to the two of us, and I started. 

I sensed she had not yet stepped into her passion, that she was not doing what she loved.  I said so … she agreed … and so I declared her destiny open, I released her into her destiny, and said that I sensed she was highly creative, very artistic, and that she had submerged that passion, that dream.  I said that she had hidden the dream since she was little girl, the passion had been submerged so deeply … but that it was time for her to dream again, to allow that passion to arise, and so I called it forth.

I saw her painting … and I told her so …

Tears streamed down her face as she tried to compose herself … apologising for the flow of emotion … and she said “how did you know? How did you know? I am an artist but I have not painted for ages, it’s what I love, it’s who I am …”

I said that I had simply told her what I “saw”, what God had “shown” me and said to her again that she was created to be creative, to be an artist, and that God loved her so much that He wanted to see her fulfil her God-given destiny more than she did … and so I encouraged her to start painting again, to step into it … smiling at her through my own tears for her.

I encouraged her to pursue her passion again …

I dared her to dream again …

She nodded saying she would start to paint, she would start to dream and she smiled through the tears as we left the store …

I had bagged a bag (:-)) and she had been touched by a loving God …

I called to her as I left the store that if she did start to paint again she would shine simply because she was created to paint, she was created for greatness, simply because …

God is Good!

… to be continued …

Destinies, dancing, and release … Part 2

Continued from previous post at: Destinies, dancing and release … Part one

We headed down the street chatting about the encounter at breakfast and talking about what our day would look like.

We quickly found our “shopping list items” and felt we had completed a successful shop … nothing like “bagging” your “items” quickly, without fuss and at sale prices! 

With purchases in hand we made our way back up the street, and with enough time for me to look, we stopped at a store that had caught my eye as we walked past that morning.  We checked our intentions to stop and look with God, and we entered the store. 

I tried on some things, relishing the fact I could do so without having to attend to the frequent toileting needs, hunger statements or whingeing of children in my change room; and, while changing I heard the girl serving me tell another customer that she was currently studying fashion design.  My ears pricked up …

I finally settled on a summer dress and cardigan and with little time to pay (we had a movie booked), I chatted to the girl as she bagged my items and took my payment.  As I waited, I again had that familiar sense that I needed to pray. 

I offered …

She said “yes …”

So I took her hand and invited the Holy Spirit to come. 

The anointing swept around us.

I looked at her and said “can you feel that?”

She could …

I blessed her and released favour over her and I quietly listened to God, for His prompting for her … for I wanted to pray His heart, not my so-called wisdom.  I heard and called her destiny open in the name of Jesus, asking if I could place my hand upon her.  I then placed my hand upon her arm and released a spirit of creativity over, around and within her and had a picture of her dancing.  As I looked at the vision of her dancing I just knew Heaven would release patterns, textures, fabric designs, fashion designs to her … textures in particular …

I asked her: “Do you dance?”

She did, and looked surprised that I had asked.  I told her what I saw and sensed, and I called forth what I saw … into her future, into her present, into her person and she gasped as I prayed the heart of God for her life, for her future.

I suggested she start to dance again, in private, and as she did she should shut her eyes and ask God where He was for her and ask Him for the release of the pictures to her of the fabrics, of the textures, and of the designs she would create … and I said they would come … that she would receive designs as she danced …  and I assured her that as she asked He would release …

I finished up, aware of timing, and she thanked me … stating how amazing it all was … a touch overwhelmed.  I looked at her and said that she would be great, she was called to be great, that her name would be known …

I said goodbye, with my purchases in hand, and again did not want to leave, just as I did not want to leave the other girl that same morning …

I wanted to see her live out her destiny, I wanted to walk with her, I wanted to encourage her, cheer her on, remind her of God’s word for her … but again, I knew I had done my part … I was to pray, decree, release the will of God, call forth the heart of God for her.  I was to declare her destiny open …

I reminded myself … I had released favour, I had released her into her God-given destiny … I had released creativity and I had suggested she dance as God desired … I had suggested she call on God to release the designs of Heaven (in all ways) for her life …

I noted her name as I left the store, her calling out “thank you so very much” and as I left I sensed, I knew, that she would be great, she was born for greatness … I just knew it!  Collette Dinnigan came to mind and I knew her name would be well-known, that she would become a well-known designer, that she would do well … and I knew that if God had His way with her life she would indeed fulfill her destiny, because …

God is Good!

… to be continued …

Destinies, dancing, and release … Part one

Each year at about this time my husband and I have a two night stay in town.

The purpose of this is two fold: 1. we get to dream and talk to each other about what the year ahead will look like for the family and 2. we buy him clothing items on sale in town to fill out his work wardrobe.

Funnily enough, God often has a few assignments for us to fulfil too … and a delight they are in our relaxed unhurried state at this time of year … a reminder that our paths and footsteps are known and planned by Him.

This year we had a dinner or two booked, a movie booked and a shopping list which included a few shirts, a couple of pairs of pants and some shoes …

On the first morning we had enjoyed a quiet unhurried breakfast and were making our way out of the breakfast area of the hotel when we thanked the girl that had seated us and I completed my first assignment …

She had sat us down and as she had I knew I had to  offer to pray, and so as we left I offered and as I did her eyes grew large and damp and she accepted …

I introduced myself, held her hand and started to pray and as I did I started to received words f knowledge about her situation … I asked her about the and she gulped, saying “yes, yes” that is right …

She had suffered betrayal, hurt, sadness, had immigration issues, (she was Hungarian) and was not yet doing what her heart desired ….

And so, I called forth her destiny … I declared her destiny open in the name of Jesus, released healing of a broken heart, called forth favour, joy, peace and wisdom …

I saw her sitting in a waiting room and told her as such.  I saw her then standing and opening double doors into sunshine and I told her so … and big tears rolled down her cheeks …

I said I felt that she was in a waiting and healing time, that she was not to rush this period of time, but that it would soon pass, but that it was a time of healing, quiet and peace, that God wanted her to be healed and whole, I then said, that soon, very soon, the time would come when she would walk into her destiny, the promises, and that she would, like in the vision step into sunshine …

She looked at me and said shakily “can I hug you?”

“Of course”, I replied and I gently wrapped my arms around her and we stood at the entrance of the restaurant, me holding her in my arms and her tears gently dropping onto my shoulder …

She said she was a Christian and I asked where she went to church … she didn’t so I recommended she find one near where she lived, I gave her my number, the name of my church, and said she needed fellow Christians to walk with her and pray with her … a body of people to care for her … and I told her to feel free to call me to help her find a body of believers to plug into …

I then left saying “God loves you so very much …” and I left with her standing, tears still dripping down her face …

I wanted to fix it all for her …

I wanted immediate action, healing, clarity, resolution for her …

I felt so helpless leaving her there, knowing she needed a group of people to support her, pray for her, that she was so young, knowing, sensing that she had such deep hurts …

But I knew my job was to pray as led, and to leave the rest to her free will and God …

I was to leave the door open to her contacting me, and to leave her feeling loved …

Her destiny was open, the healing had been released, God was clearly pursuing her, the favour would now come … 

I knew that was all I could do … I knew that what I was to do was to trust that what He had asked me to do was enough … it was not my place to make any of it to happen … unless He asked me to … I knew that the rest was between her and God …

I reminded myself …

My job is to pray, obey, and release …

Her job is to decide …

The rest remains with God …

And you know, for that I am truly grateful because if I tried to fix it all in my own strength, the way I felt I could, I knew I would potentially mess it up … but if I left it to God, I knew the outcome would be marvellous, wonderful, incredible, a great testimony because …

God is Good!

To be continued …

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!

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