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Crossing my chicken line…the lame DID walk…part 3 – releasing life and declaring destiny for God is Good!

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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