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Senin, 02 Juni 2008

Repentance

 

This last weekend I was asked to get a prophetic team together and prophesy over some women going through a class. I could not use my existing team because some of them were in the class. So, I got together three other women and we spent the day in prayer over this class.

It went well. We flowed together well and experienced the Lord all day. The Holy Spirit spoke through us and many had revelation.

There was, however, one women with whom everything was different. She caused me to feel humble around her because of the way she carried God. She was so close to Him that you felt Him in her presence. She is from Africa and her and her husband had pastored a church, like mine. in a small town in Kansas. They are church planters.

We ministered to her, but when we went to pray for her, she looked at me and said "it is you". She shared that lately God would give her a vision of someone and she could feel what was going on with that person. She told me that I was empty inside and very lonely.

When she said this I could suddenly feel this great loneliness inside of me. It was huge. One of those, in the room, suggested it was because my mother had just died. This could be. But, I thought it was because every Christian sensitive that I know is alone. This started quit the conversation. Everyone identified, that even in a grounded room you are alone.

Then she said that she could see God putting blocks of wood into a glass inside of me and as soon as it was full, He pulled a block out of the bottom. I said that this reminded me of every time I get close to someone, God pulls that person away. I know that He does this so that I will go to Him not someone else. All the women in the room agreed with this as well. But, is this what God was saying to me.
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It is rare for me to get a word from someone. I was told that I do not get words from others because I already hear from God. So, for me to get a word from someone is unique and I need to pay attention. So, what could it mean.

The word weighs on me. I think about it a lot. Waiting for revelation. Sunday we took communion. My husband and I take it together. At our church you go up and get your bread and juice then take it back to your seat. So, my husband and I share with each other what is on our minds, or what we need to repent from etc. Well, my husband starts talking about all he has no needs that have not been met by God. All of the sudden, I was struck by revelation and began to cry.
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The Lord showed me that I am never satisfied. That I have acquired a need to have stuff. My stuff has become more important to me than should be. It is not any thing of any substance, just stuff. I repented with great sadness and went to the altar to worship.

After church, I began to think about what the woman had said to me and try to find if this new revelation had any part in it. I can see were in part it does. It speaks to the loneliness. Trying to fill the void with stuff. The void, more than likely, is the death of my mother and I am trying to fill it with things other than God. But, when I look at the glass with blocks in it, it does not seem to work out.

Does God fill my class and then take out from the bottom. Does my dissatisfied state of being cause me to some how interfere with the gifts that God is giving. I can not see this is the revelation. So, as for now, I do not have understanding of the vision.
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I confess, to you dear reader, that I have been looking to values other than God to satisfy my loss of my mother. I praise God for revealing this to me because I was certainly blind to this fact. But, no excuse, I did not take the time to search myself for those things that lie deep within myself that destroy instead of build up. So, in repentance, I turn my back on this sin and walk forward to the love of God over my spirit and find all my needs met in Him.

Jumat, 30 Mei 2008

Birth Pains of Evil

 

We had a visitor last night. A friend whom I truly enjoy. We were talking about my last post. I was telling him that I had had a few comments from people that were also feeling the evil in the air. He suddenly said "birthing pain."

The "birth pain" of the rise of evil. Not something I really want to concentrate on.

Revelation 9:13-15

Then the sixth angel sounded: And I heard a voice from the four horns of the golden altar which is before God, saying to the sixth angel who had the trumpet, �Release the four angels who are bound at the great river Euphrates.� So the four angels, who had been prepared for the hour and day and month and year, were released to kill a third of mankind.

Could it be that this is what we are feeling. The birth pains of the release of these four evil angels. My heart breaks for humanity with the oncoming release of evil. As a Christian, when I feel this evil, it unnerves me. I can not imagine what this will be like. My senses become overwhelmed with the reality of what is to come.
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I think that what Patti wrote in the comments of my last post is a word worth heeding. She wrote: " When Babylon (systems of the world that are controlled by the evil one) falls, make sure your feet are not planted there or any little roots, as you will be taken away with it. (Like being in a building when there is an earthquake. Let's all ask the Lord to show us if we have any idols of this world which are keeping us from being totally His. The only power that is stronger than the evil one is His, and contain that power in our earthen vessels."

We certainly do need to search ourselves and find those things inside of us that keep us from the intimacy of our loving God. Those things that separate us from His glory. Will we be strong enough to hold off the hordes of evil. Or will we succumb to the ways of the world.
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It is so easy for us to get caught up in the world and leave those things we know to be just and true behind. Or to dabble in the things of the world thinking that it can not harm us. But, beware my dear friend, the time is nigh, and the birth pains have begun. Hold fast to the things of God. Dig deeper into His word and His love. I agree with Patti, if we are not sure footed, we will certainly slip.

Kamis, 29 Mei 2008

Parables

 

Luke 8:10
He said, "The knowledge of the secrets of the kingdom of God has been given to you, but to others I speak in parables, so that, " 'though seeing, they may not see; though hearing, they may not understand.

I have written about the first time that I heard the audible voice of God in the post "The Farm". But, I have since found the above mentioned verse that confirms my thoughts on whether what I heard from God was a parable or not.

Do you not love how God confirms what He needs and wants from you? In my early walk with God, I had, so many times wondered at if I was truly hearing Him or not. But, sure enough He would confirm my doubts and I would have a sure foundation to walk on.
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Now, I know for sure that I am hearing God and need no confirmation, although, at times I still get the confirmation. This past Sunday, at church, I was asking God to speak to me about going back to the farm. I wanted to make sure that I was doing the write thing. So, I asked to hear His voice. Instead, I closed my eyes to worship and had a vision for someone in the church.

Ok, I thought, I'll go and give her the word. After speaking to the woman, I came back to my seat and again began to worship. I quit trying to get a word about the farm and just enjoyed the worship.

But, when we sat down to listen to my pastor, God started to speak. One of the things He said, was that my brother, Only In His Service, would have an answer about the first word I ever heard from God. This would be a confirmation of what I believed the word to be, instead of a parable.
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After church we went to lunch with my brother. I began to share with him and my husband the things that God had told me in church, but did not share that my brother would have a confirmation word for me. When I shared the word from God that "No predator will cross your land" my brothers face lit up and he said "the predator is a unmanned aircraft used by the military." This was interesting. I told him he was confirming the word from God about the farm.

"No predator will cross your land." When ever we try to see the land on Google maps or any other satellite image, you can not see it. You can get over it, but it is always blurry and a different color than all the rest of the map. My brother confirmed to me that what we are doing, by going back to the farm is correct.
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I do not look for confirmation anymore, but it sure is nice when you get it. Especially, in a situation like this. A life changing situation. I praise God for confirmation and for wanting to commune with His people. Our God is an awesome God.

Rabu, 28 Mei 2008

Delivered From Voodoo's Spell (Contessa Adams) - By Cedric Harmon

(Today Contessa Adams is free. But the horrifying story of her bondage to Santería and voodoo stands as a strong warning to anyone experimenting with Afro-Caribbean religions)

For some people the month of October is a time to don clever costumes, take the kids trick-or-treating or tell ghost stories. For others, it is the season to host harvest parties. But for Contessa Adams, October is a time of spiritual warfare.

Each October, Adams says, the devil reminds her that he is out to draw her back into her former lifestyle of witchcraft, voodoo, sexual promiscuity, perversion and demon possession.

"It doesn't fail. Every October somebody [involved in the occult] comes and seeks me out," says Adams, who today is a Christian speaker, author and the director of Love in Action Ministries. "Once you've been in that realm, they spend the rest of your life trying to get you back."

A lady once approached Adams at her workplace, telling her that her ancestors--the French pirates who laid claim to Adams' native country of Dominica--sent her to Adams. Others have been bolder. One woman told Adams she was sent to do a tarot-card reading for her. On the same day, Adams says, the enemy dispatched a witch and a warlock to her.

"They walked past me, just checking me out," Adams told Charisma. "I had to say, 'Fear cannot come in here.' The power of God made them identify themselves. Thankfully, the anointing of God protected me."

Although Jesus delivered Adams from Satan's diabolical vice-grip more than 20 years ago, she still faces severe spiritual opposition at times. In her characteristic honesty and transparency, Adams admits that her challenge has been to remain free.

"I've been attacked so much," she says. "It's a continuous thing. Being saved is just the beginning of the battle."

But the battle hasn't stopped Adams from experiencing victory or from helping others find freedom from the snare of witchcraft. Now 47, the energetic lay minister attends the 900-member Family Worship Center pastored by Derrick W. Hutchins in Columbia, South Carolina. She travels across the United States, sharing her testimony of how Jesus Christ can set captives free.

Hundreds of people have been saved and delivered through the many ministry opportunities afforded Adams since the first time she gave her testi mony at a women's prayer breakfast in Ashland, Kentucky, in 1982. She has since ministered in various outreaches to teens and prison inmates.

"When she tells her story, people are in tears, hearts are broken, and they recognize a lot of things about themselves," says Joyce Salisbury, who lives in Columbus, Ohio, and is a close friend of Adams. "Her testimony gives people hope."

And for that reason, Adams believes, Satan is enraged.

"I've embarrassed hell," she says. "[And] hell's going to do anything it can to kill me."

Indeed, before the Holy Spirit set her free, hell almost did destroy her. The testimony of Contessa Adams vividly illustrates the dangers of dabbling in the occult. But more important, her story demonstrates the power and freedom that can be found in Christ.

Dedicated to the Devil

Adams says that from an early age she had been groomed by the devil to use sex as a weapon to destroy the lives of men and women.

By the time she had turned 21, she had become a world-class stripper who performed throughout Europe. When she came to the United States nearly 25 years ago, she had every intention of becoming one of the grandest prostitution madams in the country. Her ability to entice men into temptation and sin made her feel powerful.

With her knowledge of the Bible today, Adams says she would have been Delilah, Salome and Jezebel all rolled into one.

"Jezebel would have been my girl," Adams told Charisma. "She had the power. Men were scared of her. If you're going to have power, that's the way to be. I could have been her in a heartbeat. I would have acted the way she would.

"I could look out into the audience, and I knew I could have any man watching me. You knew they left their wife. You knew they left their girlfriend to come in there. I was a drug. They had to come. I was that fix they needed."

Today Adams knows how to warn men in the church about sexual temptation: "I want men to understand how dangerous the wrong women can be. We might be one of the most beautiful creations, but we're dangerous outside the realm of God."

According to Adams' autobiography, Consequences, Satan claimed her from birth by using a midwife named Flossie--a known witch on the Caribbean island of Dominica.

"In retrospect, my theory for all this was that when the servant of Lucifer blew breath into my mother...hell spoke," she writes. "The monarch of hell uttered, 'Both can live, only if I have the soul of the child!' [My] mother admits that she was voodooed or hexed, as it were. One could easily say that from my birth I was raised by a hexed, voodooed or a demon-possessed woman."

Adams had other relatives who were involved in the occult. The most notable was her maternal grandfather, who was a witch doctor. He was considered a "good" one because he reversed spells and curses that were cast on family members.

For Adams, practicing voodoo and various forms of Santería was kid stuff, she says. There was a deeper evil she craved, and she literally had an appetite for it. One of her favorite delicacies was "black pudding"--a concoction containing raw animal blood.

"To me, I just felt like it was something I had to do. I just had to eat the raw blood," she recalls. "Looking back, I realize my life was being set up for Satan."

By the time Adams had turned 16, she had long since moved from her island paradise home in the Caribbean to the damp and dreary setting of Bradford, England. There she was raped by her future boyfriend and common-law husband, and she became pregnant with her first child, Terrance.

It was during Adams' volatile three-year relationship with her boyfriend, to whom she also bore a daughter named Tracy, that the devil came to redeem what he had claimed at her birth.

Adams says that Satan sent a ruler of darkness--a high-ranking demon in the form of a man--into her life under the premise of liberating her from the abusive relationship with her boyfriend. This "man" had features that were almost too good to be true: a handsome, majestic, powerful demeanor and appearance that commanded attention.

"Nobody has ever had a picture of him. Nobody knew how he came to England," she claims.

Twice this man, whom Adams describes in her book as a "prince," appeared on the scene to rescue her in the nick of time. "He would just manifest," she says. "It was like I was in a trance."

The first visitation occurred after her boyfriend erupted in a jealous rage at a party and pushed her head through a pane of glass, causing a severe wound on her forehead. This prince escorted her away that night and consummated what would become a longtime affair with Adams.

As bizarre as it sounds, Adams believes she had sexual encounters with a demon spirit. Many Christian ministers who practice deliverance say this happens more often than we would like to think. In fact, they use the term incubus to describe a male demon that attacks women through nightmares and erotic dreams.

Joseph Thompson, an associate pastor at New Life Church in Colorado Springs, Colorado, and a leader in deliverance ministry, told Charisma he has ministered to more than 100 people who have suffered sexual attacks by a demonic spirit. He recalls one recent example of a woman who came to his church seeking help.

"She would lie in bed, unable to sleep," Thompson says. "She would go into a trance and would not be able to move. A tall, shadowy, manlike figure would appear in the room, call her by name and come closer to her.

"Then she would feel [it] settle on top of her and enter her. She would wake up in the morning with scars on her body. It happened so much that it became part of her lifestyle, and she just accepted it."

Thompson believes the root cause of such encounters is a pact made in the past between the devil and the person, whether or not he or she was conscious of the pact. He has observed that most people who suffer from this type of attack were at one time the victims of satanic ritual abuse or heavily involved in witchcraft.

In Contessa Adams' case, her demonic "prince" consumed her life and became a sort of personal bodyguard.

The demon's second visitation came after Adams' boyfriend had kidnapped her for two weeks. The demon retaliated by putting a scar on her former boyfriend's forehead in the same place she had sustained hers.

Adams says this prince also became her pimp. He was the one who influenced her to become a stripper.

"It was scary. The prince was my god. I was somebody he got at a very young age. He got me at age 18," she says.

At the height of Adams' popularity in the mid-1970s, she went by the stage name of La Contessa Tabu. Part of her act was pouring hot wax on her scantily-clad body, which was draped with chains.

"I was brainwashed into thinking that pain was my reward. You were pleased to do [his] bidding. You didn't have your soul," she says.

But that was soon to change. The Holy Spirit had marked Contessa Adams for redemption.

Finding Deliverance in Christ

Adams says she had been in the United States for almost five years when God intervened in her life. She was living in Ohio, and her second of three husbands--a man with whom she had an affair in Europe--had just left her for another woman. She decided to move to Washington, D.C., having aspirations of surpassing the notoriety of Xaviera Hollander, who was known for her 1970s book about her life as a prostitute.

Before embarking on her goal, Adams thought she would entice one more man into sin. She found her next "target" and offered him a private strip show in a hotel room. But standing in the dark before this stranger, she ended up divulging her feelings of depression and suicide.

The man didn't want sex. Instead, he offered her Jesus and invited her home to meet his mother. But Adams ran away in fear--she says she felt like a vampire when the sun begins to rise.

But she wouldn't run for long. She ended up meeting the man's mother, Ramona Daisy Bracey of Huntington, West Virginia. And that's when Adams discovered how the Holy Spirit had orchestrated their meeting.

Bracey, now deceased, told Adams that for 11 years God had given her visions of a young woman to pray for. At first Adams resisted forging a relationship with Bracey, but something kept drawing her to the woman, who was the wife of a Baptist preacher. "It was the love of Jesus," Adams says.

It was on Memorial Day weekend in 1979 that Adams finally accepted Christ. Bracey had invited her to spend the night. This hospitality was something Adams would never forget.

"What she did was run the bath water. Anybody who ever ran bath water for me wanted something from me," she recalls. "I had already told her I was a stripper. She allowed me to be in her bathtub. She just showed me love. She took me for who I was. She was the closest I'd seen to Christ in the flesh."

That night, Adams says she felt a severe pain in her stomach. She felt like gagging and screaming for help and wanted to yell, but nobody apparently could hear her.

"The pain got worse," she says. "Then this thing started coming out of me. It was so tall--a big black blob.

"I couldn't understand what was going on. I was about to lose my mind. I heard voices. I kept saying: 'Please come closer to me whoever you are. Come help me.' Then I heard voices singing to me that God can do anything but fail.

"The demon got bigger. Then I heard voices saying, 'Satan, the Lord rebuke you.' The thing left. A light came through the bedroom door toward me. I fell out."

When Adams woke up the next morning, Bracey was kneeling beside her bed.

"I asked her what happened, and she started crying," Adams says. "She explained the presence of God came into the room."

The pastor's wife led her to Christ that morning. After the prayer, Adams felt the same power that had earlier caused her to fall to the ground.

"I could say nothing, but these words came to me. 'I just met Jesus,' I said, looking at her. I felt His presence, the warmth and cleansing."

Satan declared his war against Adams within a matter of weeks. She says that one night voices told her to kill herself because she was not worthy of the kingdom of God. "I had left the stable, and it was an outcry to Satan. I had embarrassed hell," she says.

But God provided Adams a means of escape. She says that just then, a man who had just shot his wife after catching her with another man ran into her kitchen, trying to elude the police.

"He has a gun, and I have a knife in my hand, wanting to kill myself. We stare at each other, and he runs off, and I drop the knife," she says.

Adams headed for Bracey's home across the bridge in West Virginia. On her trip, she claims, demons fought her for control of the steering wheel. But God proved faithful. She saw a light ahead of her--light, to her, was symbolic of Jesus.

"As soon as I saw the light, out of the depths of [myself] I screamed the name of Jesus with such power...it was the power of the name that came out."

That was Adams' first lesson in spiritual warfare. She eventually learned about the spiritual authority that could be hers through the baptism of the Holy Spirit. Satan could no longer have his way, causing her to bounce off walls or visiting her through sexual demons.

"When I read Acts 1:8, I knew it meant more," says Adams, who in 1980 married Bracey's son, the man who had witnessed to her in the hotel room. "I knew the Holy Spirit within me took over. The war is not about Contessa. It's between God and Satan."

It is a war in which Adams is finding daily victory. A war she hopes she can help others bound by Satan's power to win.

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Cedric Harmon is a free-lance writer based in Columbia, South Carolina. For information on Contessa Adams' ministry, or to order her book, Consequences, contact VLW Enterprises at VLW_1@msn.com or call (770) 753-4537.

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Demons From the Islands

Sandy shores and rolling waves offer a picturesque view of Dominica, the homeland of Contessa Adams and one in a string of Caribbean islands north of Barbados. But only tourists are fooled by the romantic facade. Residents of the exotic island tell of freakish occult activity that dates back for centuries.

Stories are told of people whose faces contort into animal-like features, or who transform themselves into zombielike creatures. Others say they have been victims of voodoo spells. In Contessa Adams' family, it was understood that if anyone needed to have a curse, hex or spell broken, all they had to do was seek her grandfather, who was a witch doctor.

The occult practices that pervade Dominica, as with many other Afro-Caribbean nations, are widely accepted. These activities can be traced to two forms of worship whose origins can be linked to Africa: voodoo and Santería. According to its adherents, voodoo is a mix of many African tribal rituals. All voodoo deities have African names.

Both voodoo and Santería practice forms of animal blood sacrifice, which according to their traditions is required for any petitions to their deities. Animals most commonly used are chickens, pigeons or goats.

"It's Satan trying to copy the blood of Jesus," Adams told Charisma. "Animal blood is very important to these demonic religions. Just as we speak of the blood, they do not perform anything without the blood."

Other articles used in sacrifices to their deities are herbs, food, money, liquor and even cigars. The rituals are accompanied by vigorously rhythmic drumbeats and dancing. Individuals who become extremely proficient in these practices achieve the status of high priests and high priestesses.

Those who practice voodoo or Santería do not recognize a supreme being. Rather, their adherents often will say they recognize a supreme "energy" that empowers them to do whatever they want. Common among different forms of voodoo is the practice of summoning psychic and supernatural powers, and casting and breaking spells, all of which are usually performed by a high priest or priestess.

Voodoo gained its entrance into the United States mostly through Haiti and Jamaica. New York City and South Florida have the largest Haitian and Jamaican populations in the United States. Other places known to have strong havens of voodoo are Louisiana and the coasts of North Carolina, South Carolina and Georgia.

Santería is mixed with Catholicism, and it is widely practiced in Cuba. Miami has the largest Cuban population in the United States and has been the main entryway of the religion into the United States.

Many participants of Santerían rituals often fall into deep trances and perform unusual acts such as levitation. Other known examples of demonic possession through Santería feature women unknowingly dancing bare-chested or nude, and in some extreme cases engaging in wild sexual acts.

There are seven primary deities in Santería. All seven have favorite days of the week, but only one of the seven is not identified with a Catholic saint and does not have certain favorite foods, colors, ornaments, herbs or animals it prefers to be sacrificed.

Ironically this particular deity, Olodumare, is supposed to have characteristics linked to Jesus Christ or the Holy Spirit. It is presumably the king of other gods and actually has a fear of mice.

According to Santería's adherents, Olodumare has become old and weak and its power is to be given to other kings. Yet Olodumare presumably has power and dominion over all the other deities except for one, Elegua (St. Anthony), who according to Santerían tradition saved Olodumare's rule and dominion by getting rid of all the mice.

For that favor, Elegua was granted the right to do what he wills. Therefore, those who practice Santería do not have to go to Olodumare for any favors, nor do they have to adhere to Olodumare's 11 commandments, which are supposed to mirror the Ten Commandments noted in Exodus 20.

Raped by the Devil?

Can demons engage in sexual activity with humans?

As bizarre as it sounds, those who minister to people in occult bondage say it's more common than you think.

For nearly two decades, Contessa Adams felt as though she had no power against the demonic violators of her body. She felt trapped in secrecy and shame and knew that the demons tormenting her wanted things to stay that way.

But God had another agenda for Adams when she found Christ in 1979. And now the 47-year-old former stripper has a ministry through which she exposes one of Satan's darkest secrets--sexual demons.

These spiritual rapists, as Adams describes them in her book, Consequences, often prey on people by performing sexual acts through nightmares and erotic dreams. Some people become so dependent upon these demonic experiences that they actually look forward to them.

"Anybody that has been attacked by them will tell you...they're worried [that] they could not find that pleasure with mortal people," says Adams, who claims she was once possessed by sexual demons.

The two most identifiable sexual demons are the incubus, which is a male sexual demon that traditionally assaults women, and the succubus, which is a female sexual demon that assaults men. Sometimes they also lure people into homosexual behavior.

Adams notes that one evangelist, whose name she would not divulge, was so troubled by the sexual pleasure the succubus gave her that she even contemplated suicide.

Adams says the succubus spirit that used to attack her confused her so much that she contemplated becoming a lesbian.

"Unless you're strong enough to rebuke it, they'll keep coming back," she says. "You must speak the Word of God, knowing you have power in the name of Jesus."

Eddie Smith, the president of U.S. Prayer Track and a respected leader in deliverance ministry, believes that experiences like Adams' are common. He and his wife, Alice, have ministered to "at least hundreds" of people suffering from demonic sexual attacks.

"Many people don't realize that there is even historic documentation of this," Smith told Charisma. He says that it is especially common in pagan religions such as Santería and voodoo because people who practice those religions invoke demons to come and interact with them.

Adams believes the most valuable tool against these sexual demons is based on Matthew 12:44, which speaks of when a demon is cast out and then looks to return, but finds the house is clean, swept and in order. People must have their houses in order so that a demon can no longer gain entrance, Adams says. It is a part of the reprogramming process that takes place when an individual submits his or her life to God.

"The Holy Spirit has to reprogram you. If you're not programmed for obedience, it's hard to do so," she teaches. "Once you come out of that world, you're learning what you can do and what you cannot do. With the Holy Spirit, if [you] go to touch that fire, He will quicken you and tell you, 'No.'"

Adams also notes that disobedience also produces fear, which is another tool Satan uses.

Adams says: "Fear is their forerunner. If you get paralyzed by fear, they actually will come and rape you. But if you draw near to God, Satan has to flee. Satan's job is to suggest that you not draw near to God, so that he does not have to flee."

Delivered from The Ouija Board, Dark Spiritual Forces, and Occult Practices

My name is Katina and I have a testimony of what God has brought me through. I’m sharing this because I want to give God ALL of the glory and honor. Secondly, I have to believe that someone along the line will benefit from hearing this. Some of this is quite painful to write, but in order to get the whole picture I need to start from the very beginning.

I grew up in church all my life. When I was 17 years old I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and Savior. I loved Jesus with all my heart. I was in church everytime the doors were open. It was a rare occasion that I would miss a service and when I was absent it seemed like my whole week was unbalanced.

I graduated high school and started college while walking hand in hand with the Lord. When I was 20 years old and still in college I became good friends with someone much older than me. He was going through a tough time and he confided in me about some controversial issues he was facing. Being a good friend I listened and tried to help. Eventually, I ended up in the middle of his problems. I started slipping away from God because I didn’t understand how to stay friends with this guy and serve God at the same time. Later on, I stopped going to church and I also stopped all contact with this person whom I thought was a friend. Walking away from a bad situation was the right thing to do, but walking away from God was like killing a part of myself. It felt like someone reached inside of me a yanked something out. I was so ashamed that I couldn’t make myself go back to church. I just stayed in a state of denial.

At 27 years of age I was so far away from the Lord that I experimented with Witchcraft. My experimentation became a lifestyle. I used Tarot cards on a daily basis, I talked to a “Psychic” in person, I had an altar where I lit “special” candles and I used the ouija board. Let me be the first to tell you that ouija boards actually DO work. It’s NOT the people playing with it that are moving it. But don’t be fooled like I was into thinking that people who have passed on are the ones talking to you. That’s not it at all! You will come face to face with Satan himself because he’ll be the one talking to you! He’ll tell you lie after lie and convince you that you’re talking to a dead family member or some wise person whose passed away long ago.

Using the ouija board started out as curiosity then quickly became an addiction. I would spend sometimes up to four hours at a time twice a week using it. That was actually eight hours per week spent in DIRECT contact with the devil. After awhile I started to experience strange things. For example: In the middle of the night I’d awaken by the sound of someone running down the hallway and opening or slamming the front door. I would get up to check it out, but there was nothing to see. There were times when I would hear someone walking up my bedroom steps and walking across my floor towards me in bed. I would turn around thinking it was my mom, but no one was there. I would lye in bed and feel the entire bed shake as if it were pushed. Shadows would move across my walls when there was nothing to cast a shadow. A lamp that sat securely on my desk catapulted out at me. These were just the beginnings of more terrifying things that were yet to come. My life was like a never ending Hollywood horror flick and I didn’t know how to make it all go away.

You may be saying to yourself right now, “why didn’t you just turn back to the Lord?” It’s because I really didn’t know how! At this point my mind was not my own. You see, by stepping into the devil’s playground I unknowingly gave him permission to control me. I was terrified! Everything escalated out of control. I was afraid to go to bed because I was tormented every night. I’d get up during the night to use the bathroom and I’d feel something walking behind me or hovering over me.

I actually know what the presence of evil “feels” like. If there’s a bad spirit around me every hair on my body stands on end. There’s also a “whoosh” feeling that starts in the pit of my stomach and moves straight up my body. It feels like the “going down” feeling on a roller coaster. This started happening more frequently and it got more intense to the point where it took my breath away. I knew for the first time what it meant to be paralyzed in fear. If the spirit moved to the left then the “whoosh” feeling went from right to left. If it moved directly toward me then if felt like it moved through me leaving me gasping for air. This was the turning point in my situation. Up to this point it had been going on for about a year and a half.

One day I was reading a “New Age” book that a friend loaned me when suddenly I felt the need to put it down. I went to pick it back up again and this voice inside of me sharply said “NO”. I didn’t know what to make of it, so I tried picking it up again and the voice inside said, “I TOLD YOU NO!” Pardon my choice of words, but it “freaked me out” so much that I promptly gave the book back to my friend after I told her what happened.

After that, changes started to quickly take place. I was in my room when I suddenly had the unquenchable desire to listen to Christian music. So, I found my sister’s old Carman tapes and I listened to them one by one, over and over again. As the music was playing I looked over at my Tarot cards and I just couldn’t stand to see them. Something big was happening in me that I didn’t yet understand. I had such an urge to get rid of every occult thing I had and that’s exactly what I did. I threw every book, symbol, card, candle, etc into a huge garbage bag and put it outside into the trash can.

That night I went to bed and had a dream that changed my life. Jesus stood next to me and said “I’m so jealous. You have time for your friends, you have time for your work, you have time for everything else, but you don’t have any time for me.” Then he put his arm up to his head and he started to weep. At that moment in the dream, all of the pain and sadness that he was feeling was transferred directly into me. I immediately knew that I’d been searching everywhere for answers when the answer was right there in front of me. I broke down and started to sob. I woke up and I continued to cry. I had an encounter with God and I knew he was my solution. He lead me to a wonderfully, spirit filled church where the people are radically saved. I walked into that church on December 24, 1998 and re-dedicated my life to Jesus Christ and I walked out a new creation!

I bet you’re thinking right now that at that moment all of my problems were history. Wrong! Satan doesn’t give up so easily. Everytime I would enter the church building I would get a splitting headache. I wasn’t able to look down at my Bible to follow along because it would get worse. I’d walk back to my car after each service holding both sides of my head because the pain was so severe. This happened week after week. I ended up purchasing a book on spiritual warfare and discovered my problem. Sometimes people who have practiced Witchcraft end up getting a “mind control” spirit attached to them. I was experiencing the classic symptoms.

I came home from church one night with my usual headache and the usual antics were happening in my room. At this point it was still really hard for me to talk to God because I was dealing with a lot of guilt. I fell to my knees crying. With my face buried in my pillow I began to pray. This was the first time since I’d come back to Jesus that I poured out my heart to him. I went as far back as I could remember and repented of everything. I was trembling in fear because of all that was going on around me. I know we don’t have to plead with God, but I did anyway. I begged him to take it all away. He knew how scared I was because I didn’t hesitate to tell him. After I let everything out I realized that my headache was gone. The terror I’d been feeling from the start had been replaced with such indescribable peace. Peace that passes all understanding! There was a barrier of protection and the loving warmth of Jesus’ arms all around me. I stayed very still and quiet for along time and just nuzzled right into him. That night I went to bed without a care in the world. I knew my Jesus took care of everything. I had the most peaceful sleep for the first time in almost 2 years. And it’s been that way ever since! Oh sure, Satan still tries to play the same games with me, but now I know how to deal with him. He can’t touch me because I have complete authority over him in Jesus’ name. What an awesome God we serve! He deserves all of the glory and honor and praise! He had to stretch way down to lift me out of Hell. I’m thankful that God has long arms!

I hope this was encouraging for you to hear. I’m telling you this because prayer works. If you’ve been praying for the salvation of friends and loved ones don’t give up! If you’ve been praying for a backslider don’t give up! He brought me back because someone was able to break through and touch Almighty God in prayer. It is never too late for anyone. Don’t ever give up praying. It may not look like God isn't doing anything, but he is. He’s looking for mighty warriors who are willing to stand in the gap and pray for lost souls. II Peter 3:9 says: The Lord is not slack concerning his promise as some men count slackness; but is long suffering to usward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance. Don’t give up on God. He’s not slow, he’s just on a different time table then we are. He’s never early or late, but he’s always right on time!

(Email Katina: Halo770@aol.com GOD BLESS YOU!)

Be Assured

 

My new blog The Tough Get Going, is about our move back to the farm. This will take a long time to accomplish, but we feel it is necessary. This is the place my husband and I have planned on retiring. But, it is not exactly what I want to do.

Our reasons for preparing it now are many but, mostly biblical. There is, however, the fact that my husband works aircraft and aircraft is a risky place to work in recession or any kind of slow down in the economy. We see the price of gas and wonder at how we will be able to continue to eat and even get to work. So, we have decided to become self sufficient, so that when the time comes that there will be no work in town we will be able to continue on the farm.
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I am, also, being drawn by God to go there and with things the way they are right now in the city, I am ready to go. I do not fully understand what I am about to write now, but it does contribute to us going back to the farm.

I continue to have days where I feel evil in the air. I have written about this before in the post "Evil in the Air". In that post I wrote: "This is the second time that I have experienced this evil in the air. The other time was, but only, a few months back. Why? I believe that we, this human race, are sinking deeper into the schemes of the evil one. Blinded by our pride, arrogance, lust and greed, we set ourselves above God and ignore the signs of the times. It certainly looks like and feels like, time is short and evil is growing stronger. So if it looks like a duck and sounds like a duck, should not we decide it is a duck.

If time is short, what are you doing in your life to prepare. Are you still skimming the shallows of your relationship with Christ. If you are, you are weak. And in your weakness, evil will suck you into the abyss of his palace without you blinking an eye."
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Well, it happened again. My husband and I left the house and sure enough, there it was again. EVIL. I talked to my husband, who believes that because he works with so many secular people that he is use to the feeling. I thought about this a moment but then realized, it is in the air, not just the people.

We went to the store. Walking through the store, I was certainly uneasy. I do not quit understand to the full extent why I feel this evil. While in the store the feeling intensified to the point of making me on guard. I was not frightened, but a bit on edge. As we walked, I could not help but talk about it and every once in a while I would say "Oh, no." because someone would come by who was so full of evil that I felt overwhelmed.

There was a point though where I had an encounter of spirits. As we walked, I saw a man. When I first saw him, he was looking right at me. Our eyes met and locked on each other. I know my mouth said the "Oh,no" again. The man sped up his pace as we stared each other down and his feet where headed straight for me. It was as if we were playing chicken in the spirit realm.
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I knew who he was and he knew who I was. I was of God and he was of Satan. I watched as he got closer, wondering what was going to happen next. He got within about three feet and veered away from me. Thank you God. His appearance is notable,because it made me think of the angle of light. He was pleasant looking, blond, well dressed. Not at all what we, in our earthly minds, would associate with evil. But, he was. Pure EVIL.

These events of, evil in the air, seem to be coming more often. I remember the first time and it seems like it was over a year ago when I was with my daughter. Now, it has happened several times in the last couple of months.

The word of God says:

Revelation 18:2
With a mighty voice he shouted: "Fallen! Fallen is Babylon the Great! She has become a home for demons and a haunt for every evil spirit, a haunt for every unclean and detestable bird.

Revelation 12:12
Therefore rejoice, you heavens and you who dwell in them! But woe to the earth and the sea, because the devil has gone down to you! He is filled with fury, because he knows that his time is short."

There is certainly an increase of evil happening. I have never thought of myself as a watchman, but today I feel the need to take on that role. It would seem that I feel these things to warn you, my dear reader, that, as you know, time is short. But, you know that. So, even though you know, you need to be assured. I am assuring you now. Time is short, evil is increasing.
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Be prudent, pray and follow the leading of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Selasa, 27 Mei 2008

The Weather is Driving Me to Cut Wood

 

I know that I am late to post. I know that I stated I was starting a new blog. I know that I need to get a watch. But, I also know, that I need God.

This has been a wild few days. I did start the new blog. It is at The Tough Get Going. It is about a new adventure that myself and my family are setting out on.

As for my being late to post today. Well, we here in Kansas have been having really bad weather. REALLY BAD. A lot of tornado's, straight line winds, and huge hail. Last night we were have out 5th night of horrible weather. I did not think that it was as bad as it has been the last few days. But, while sitting on my couch, I heard a loud explosion and crackling sounds. I thought a transformer had blew up.

All the power went out. So, I found the lanterns and candles, then went to the back window to see if a transformer was on fire. Could not see a things. My back yard is part of a forest in town and was very dark. My brother came down from the upstairs and said when he looked out something did not look right in my son's backyard. My son owns the house next door.
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We went out and there it was. A huge, I mean huge, Oak tree laying in my son's backyard. It was my tree. It sat on my property, fell through my son's new fence and landed in his yard. It takes up the entire yard.
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We called for help. But, because we were not the only one with problems, we were told it would be 2-4 hours before the electric company would be out. So, 4 hours later they show up and say that until we can get some of the tree limbs out of the way, they will not hook our electrical line back up. We went to bed.


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This morning the horrible mess became vivid. This will take a long time, si all we could think. But, we got to work or at least the guys did. I took pictures. First an ax was used, while my husband went for the chain saw. Then came the chain saw and ropes. Now, we have cleared the area so the electrical lines could be put back. So, the call goes out to the electric company. Another 2-4 hours wait. So, we sat down and ordered lunch.




Finally, we have the men with the right tools and I get electricity.
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Now, what to do with this enormous tree. Called the tree man. Believe it or not God sent us the most incredible tree man. He is doing the whole thing for $300.oo. We will keep the wood, knowing we can use it on the farm. This man states, he just wants to help people. Awesome.

We will, together, as a family fix the fence and I hope that my excitement is over. The trip to the farm on Saturday and storm after storm. I'm wanting to just have a relaxing day without any events. Good luck say's "I".

Throughout everything, God is always present and working His plan. We are blessed in so many ways. The house was not harmed, the price for clean up is incredible and over the last few days my children and I have made many plans and are growing closer. God's plans. I love His every plan.

Minggu, 25 Mei 2008

Tunjukkanlah Sikap Kasih Anda ( Rev. Kenneth E. Hagin )

Banyak orang senang mendengarkan ajaran tentang Iman, tetapi mereka tidak terlalu mempedulikan hidup dalam kasih Allah. Seringkali iman mereka terhalang untuk bekerja karena mereka kurang hidup di dalam kasih.

Kasih adalah kuasa dari iman.

Saya akan memberi contoh dari apa yang saya maksudkan. Anda dapat memiliki sebuah orkestra dengan alat-alat musik dan sound system, tetapi kalau anda tidak mempunyai tenaga listrik, maka suara alat musik itu tidak akan terdengar. Suaranya akan kurang berarti.

Demikian pula dengan iman dan pengakuan. Iman dan segala kebenaran yang sudah diakui mungkin sudah tepat, tetapi iman tidak akan bekerja bila tidak ada kuasa yang mengalirinya. Kasih Allah adalah kuasa iman.

Ada seorang wanita yang menjumpai saya beberapa tahun yang lalu.

Ia berkata,”Pak Hagin, saya ingin anda berjanji kepada saya.”

“Ya, apakah itu? Saya tidak mau berjanji sebelum anda mengatakan apa yang anda inginkan itu.”

Kemudian ia memperbaiki sikapnya dan mulai menangis sedikit. Katanya,

Saya seorang janda, dan saya memiliki seorang putra berumur 15 tahun. Ia tidak dibesarkan di gereja karena saya baru menjadi Kristen dalam 3 tahun terakhir ini. Ia sangat liar dan saya tidak dapat berbuat apa terhadap dia. Ia pergi larut malam sampai pukul 3 atau 4 pagi. Saya hanya dapat berbaring di tempat tidur untuk menantikan telepon berdering dan pihak berwenang memberitahu bahwa ia ditahan karena menggunakan obat-obat terlarang dan hal-hal lainnya. Saya ingin anda berjanji kepada saya bahwa anda akan berdoa baginya setiap hari.”

Saya berkata kepada ibu ini,”Saya tidak akan berbuat begitu! Saya tidak akan membuat janji seperti itu, karena kemungkinan saya tidak akan pernah ingat untuk berdoa baginya setiap hari.”

Yaah, kalau begitu, tolong doakan jika anda ingat akan permintaan saya ini.”

Saya berkata.”Saya bahkan tidak mau berdoa baginya sama sekali.”

Saya mengatakan itu untuk menarik perhatiannya. Ia memperhatikan saya sambil mengedip-ngedipkan matanya.

Anda tidak mau?” tanyanya.

“Tidak, saya tidak mau berdoa baginya sama sekali.”

Apakah Anda sama sekali tidak mau?

“Tidak, saya tidak mau.” Saya meneruskan,”Tidak ada gunanya saya mendoakan dia kalau ibu tetap seperti ini.”

Katanya,”Apa maksud Anda?

Saya menjawab,”Selama ibu tetap menyalahkan dia, doa saya tidak akan bermanfaat. Saya berani berkata, bahwa ibu selalu mengikuti dia, terus-menerus mendesak dia dengan ajaran agama dan berusaha menyodorkan Yesus kepadanya.”

Bagaimana anda tahu bahwa saya begitu?

“Dari cara yang dilakukannya,” saya berkata,”Anda telah membuat dia berpaling dari Allah. Nah, sekarang anda harus berjanji kepada saya, mulai sekarang, jangan mengatakan apapun tentang Yesus, dan jangan terus-menerus mengikutinya sepanjang waktu.”

Saya meneruskan,”Bahkan jangan mendorong-dorong dia untuk pergi ke gereja. Jangan berkata sedikitpun tentang agama, alkitab, gereja, Yesus, atau apapun juga. Namun tunjukkanlah sikap yang mengasihinya.”

Kemudian saya berkata lagi,”Dan bila ia pergi di malam hari, janganlah merebahkan diri di tempat tidur sambil mengkhawatirkan dia. Sebaliknya katakan,”Tuhan, saya membungkus dia dengan iman dan kasih.”

Anda lihat, iman tidak akan bekerja tanpa kasih. Wanita tersebut menonaktifkan imannya sendiri, sebab ia tidak hidup menurut kasih terhadap anak laki-lakinya itu. Ia hanya mengatakan hal-hal negatif tentang anaknya itu; ia tidak mengatakan apapun yang positif tentang anaknya itu, yang menunjukkan kasih Allah.

Saya berkata kepadanya,”Katakan saja, saya membungkus dia dengan iman dan kasih, saya percaya bahwa ia tidak akan masuk penjara. Saya percaya ia akan melayani Allah.”

Ia berkata,”Tapi saya tidak tahu apakah saya mempercayai hal tersebut atau tidak.”

Saya katakan,”Mulailah percaya! Dan kalau anda mulai mengatakan hal itu, akhirnya anda akan mulai mempercayainya. Kemudian tidurlah dan lupakan dia. Biarkan dia sendiri.”

Baiklah, saya akan melakukannya. Namun, anda bersedia mendoakan dia, bukan?

“Tidak, saya tidak akan berdoa baginya, andalah yang harus mendoakan dia.”

Anda perhatikan, masalah ibu ini adalah bahwa ia tidak mau menggunakan imannya. Kepercayaan, anggapan dan perkataannya yang keliru telah menghalangi imannya. Kasih adalah tindakan yang menggerakkan iman. Kasih memberi kuasa kepada iman.

Kira-kira, 15 bulan kemudian, saya kembali ke tempat itu untuk mengajar di suatu konvensi. Seorang wanita mendatangi saya setelah pelayanan usai. Ia berkata,

Apakah anda ingat saya?

Saya berkata,”Tidak bu, saya tidak ingat. Banyak orang yang saya jumpai.”

Baiklah, sekitar 15 bulan yang lalu, anda datang ke sini dan saya meminta anda untuk mendoakan putera saya setiap hari.

“Oh, saya ingat, namun saya tidak mengenal anda, anda tampak berbeda.” Sesungguhnya ia tampak jauh lebih muda dan manis.

Ia berkata,”Setelah itu saya pulang dan melakukan apa yang anda katakan. Saya mau berterus terang kepada anda, waktu itu, saran anda sukar untuk saya lakukan, tapi saya lakukan juga. Tahukah anda, apa yang terjadi?

“Apa?” kata saya.

Sekitar 6 bulan lalu, putera saya pulang jam 4 pagi setelah bermalam minggu, saya pun bangun pagi hari seperti biasanya dan menyiapkan makanan karena saya akan pergi ke sekolah minggu dan gereja. Anak saya pun dan sarapan pagi dengan saya, lalu berkata,’Bu, saya mau ikut ibu ke sekolah minggu dan gereja pagi ini.’ Di dalam hati saya ada sesuatu yang melonjak-lonjak. Namun diluarnya saya hanya berkata,”Nak, kamu baru saja pulang, kamu perlu istirahat, besok kamu harus pergi ke sekolah.”

Tidak,” katanya,’Aku mau ikut.’

Ibu itu berkata,”Saya bersikap seolah-olah saya tidak peduli, apakah ia mau ikut saya atau tidak, namun ia pergi juga ke gereja.”

Kemudian ia berkata,”Hari Sabtu malam berikutnya, hal yang sama terjadi kembali, dia pulang jam 4 pagi.” Namun keesokan harinya ia bangun dan sarapan pagi bersama saya. Kemudian ia berkata,”Bu, saya mau pergi ke sekolah minggu dan ke gereja pagi ini.

Saya berkata kepadanya,’Tetapi nak, kamu perlu berisitirahat, besok pagi kamu harus pergi ke sekolah.”

Tidak,’ katanya. ‘Saya ingin pergi.’ Maka pergilah ia ke gereja.”

Kemudian pada hari Minggu, malamnya, ia berkata,’Saya kira malam ini, saya mau ikut ibu ke gereja.’ Ia pergi ke gereja malam itu, dan ketika ada kesempatan altar call , ia pun maju dan diselamatkan.

Ibu itu berkata,”Ketahuilah, sebelum ia diselamatkan, ia 100% milik iblis, namun, setelah ia dilahirkan kembali, ia 120% untuk Allah, saya yakin ia akan menjadi seorang pendeta kelak.”

Ia menambahkan,”Saya sangat bergembira mendapatkan anak saya yang telah berubah. Saya gembira karena anda dulu menyarankan hal itu.” Kemudian ia mengucapkan terima kasih kepada saya, membalikkan tubuhnya dan pergi.

Namun, ia kembali dan berkata,”Anda tahu yang lain lagi? Bukan hanya saya mendapat anak yang baru, tetapi ia mendapatkan ibu yang baru juga.”

Ia berkata,”Anda tahu, saya tidak mengkhawatirkan dia lagi, saya belajar berdoa dengan iman dan hidup menurut kasih.”

Kadang-kadang saya hampir mencubit diri dan berkata,’Apakah ini benar-benar kamu? Karena sekarang saya berpikir dengan cara yang berbeda sama sekali.”


Kadang-kadang orang mengira mereka percaya kepada Allah, padahal sebenarnya iman mereka terhalang karena kurang mengasihi.
Sungguh, jika anda hidup di dalam kasih, anda akan mengalami perubahan yang besar. Bila anda hidup di dalam kasih, iman anda akan bekerja.

Kamis, 22 Mei 2008

Wer'e Having Fun Now!!!

 



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I have been memeed in the strangest way. The question is "who would you take in your covered wagon on the Oregon Trail"?

My daughter, A Homesteading Neophyte, gave me this wonderful surprise and an interesting explanation as to why she wanted to have me on her trip. To quote her reasoning:

only because she is my mother and if I don't include her I will get a phone call "Why don't you want your mother along?" ~grin~ love ya mom. My mother has many skills that would go along with the trail, one would be catching bees so that we could travel with honey.

The bee thing is very interesting. I posted on my daughters blog when her computer was down. I wrote about my own experiences with homesteading. If you would like to read this post on bees click here.

As for whom I would like to go with me in a covered wagon on the Oregon Trail:

Desert Cat: Because, I believe he has guns to protect me and kill dinner.

Only In His Service: He can build things and repair. Oh, Yea. When that wagon wheel breaks, he will be handy.

Prairie Dreams: She gets things done.

Thoughts Along the Way
: We need someone to keep us calm.

Daily Spirit: She will be able to tell us what lies ahead.

The Tough Get Going

 



Ecclesiastes 2:14
The wise man�s eyes are in his head, But the fool walks in darkness. Yet I myself perceived That the same event happens to them all.
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Proverbs 22:3
A prudent man sees danger and takes refuge, but the simple keep going and suffer for it.
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Psalm 27:5
For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock.
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Psalm 55:8
I would hurry to my place of shelter, far from the tempest and storm."
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Zephaniah 2:3
Seek the LORD, all you humble of the land, you who do what he commands. Seek righteousness, seek humility; perhaps you will be sheltered on the day of the LORD's anger.
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Psalm 17:8
Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings
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Psalm 64:2
Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked, from that noisy crowd of evildoers.
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Psalm 143:9
Rescue me from my enemies, O LORD, for I hide myself in you.
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Isaiah 16:3
"Give us counsel, render a decision. Make your shadow like night� at high noon. Hide the fugitives, do not betray the refugees.

Monday, I will start a new blog.

Rabu, 21 Mei 2008

God's Timing

 


I carry a journal with me everywhere I go. Well, let's say, I usually carry a journal with me everywhere I go. Sometimes I forget it and end up with a piece of paper.

I carry one because, I hear from God so often, that I need to carry one to write down what He is saying.

The other night, I forgot the journal. So, I got a piece of paper.

I was in a meeting and once in a while God would speak to me about someone in the room. So, I would write.

While there one of the things that God spoke to me was spoke out, but the others were kept to myself. I wait for God to create a time for me to speak.
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The next morning, I got a call from someone that was in that meeting and from whom God had given me a word. The conversation started with just chit chat. I had actually forgotten about the word that God had given me. That's why I write the words down.

Then the real reason she called came forth. She said, "Last night, I saw you writing while we were in the meeting." "Yea, I write down what I hear God saying." I answered. "Well, I believe you have something for me, because God told me you do."

My thoughts went to "she's not going to like this." I have know this woman for years and she does not like to hear certain things. I knew that this was not a word that she would except easily. But, God's timing is remarkable, so I let her have it. The word that is.
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"God says, that there is a part of you that you will not let in. You fight that part of you and you know what it is."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. We sat there listening to each other breath. After the long silence I hear, "I know what that is." Sure enough, it was hard for her to except. But, because of God's timing, she did except it. She talked about change, attitude and life. I was awed at what she was saying because for years she has needed to make changes but has, as God said, fought the change. She has been told by many that these changes needed to take place but she would not listen. Yet, now she was listening.

It truly amazes me how God's times our lives. What was it that needed to happen in this woman's life before this word was given? She could have changed her thinking years ago by a word from God, but she had to go through something before He spoke at that very moment. He orchestrates our lives in such a way that every little intricate detail plays into His plans for us. Truly an amazing God.
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Details are so important to God. We need those details and to learn from them. I have no idea what it was that this woman needed to go through and learn, but the lesson has been learned and she has been set free. But, now it comes down to her choice. To continue in the lesson or to step back into the muck of life.

Selasa, 20 Mei 2008

Lessons

 

Sometimes when God teaches you something the lesson feels almost intolerable.

Last night, I was in a meeting with Christian women. Roseann, from my prophetic team, was there. Roseann is a lot like me, as far as giftings are given by God. She sees into the spirit realm, hears the spirit realm and can taste the spirit realm.

As we sat there last night, I looked over at her. She suddenly says, "are you in my heard?" I said "No. Are you in mine?" and laughed. But, the truth is, I was. Her mind seemed to be in chaos and I kept hearing the word "toy". So, throughout the meeting we kept looking at each other.

When the leader of this meeting decided to close, she asked for prayer request. Roseann said she had one. She said that God was giving her so much information that she was full of anxiety. It was to much.

So began a long conversation between the two of us about the spirit realm, in front of women who had little idea what we were talking about.
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The word "toy", that I kept hearing, was about the fact that she was wand up tight like a toy top. She needed to unwind and relax. She said her children had told her the day before that she needed to play. I say, she needs to let go of the string that keeps pulling her so tight and hand it to God. Give him control.

She can not control what is happening to her, except to distinguish between the thoughts in her head. These thoughts are a combination of her, her spirit, God and Satan. God is teaching her more about her gifts and Satan is bombarding her with confusion and nonsense. To me, it looks like God will be giving her a revelation and Satan throws in a thought at the same time. To Roseann this feels like God is giving her to much.
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I understand what Roseann is going through. I wrote about my first experience in the spirit realm in the post Satan Himself. I had been told that God never gives you more than you can handle. This helped me get through that time. But, Roseann knows this and is still in a state of anxiety. I was in her head enough to know she is ready to quit. To go back to ignorance of the spirit realm, to walk away from her giftings and say "enough".
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Why are these first lessons, for people like Roseann and myself so hard? I believe that it is God preparing us for a hard time ahead. I know that seems like a obvious statement, but I do not think that you, my dear reader, and I are thinking of the same thing. My thoughts are on the end of days and what God is preparing us for.

Roseann and myself can read people. We can see what is inside of them. When can feel the mood of the world and because of that know when to get out of a situation. Our knower knows what time it is and what to do next.

God uses that in us. He uses it to minister to people and to lead us into safety.

Roseann is learning a hard lesson. She is learning about suffering. How it is for some, right now, and how it will be for many in the days to come. She will meet many who will be in the state that she is in now and be able to minister to those people in a great way. She will identify and bring peace. But, her lessons come with a price. She knows the future of this place.

She has not come to understand, yet, what it is God is teaching her and right now feels it is to much. But, God will guide her through and she will find the truth. Lessons are hard. Especially, when it is with such a big purpose.
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This place, this world, is not a safe place. We are headed for a world without God. He will be regarded as a superstition and those who follow will be regarded as criminals and hate mongers. Roseann will be a light into that world.

She feels weak and alarmed. But, she will endure and come out the other side with joy. She will see her purpose more clearly and rely on the Lord even more. Knowing that she is helpless but hopeful she will take her place in the plans of God.

Senin, 19 Mei 2008

God's Voice

 

Exodus 19:19

Then Moses spoke and the voice of God answered him.

While I was in the mountains, one night I was woke up by a voice. This voice called my name. I laid there for a minute wandering if God was calling me. but then I realized it was not the voice of God.

I have heard the audible voice of God and knew who was speaking. It was completely different from any other voice I have ever heard. There was a serenity to the sound and an authority. The occasions where I have heard the audible voice of God were also, occasions where the word that I was hearing was about the unknown. Words that were personal and prophetic.

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But, often, I hear people ask "How do I know it is not my voice"? This question and doubt stand in the way of your intimacy and obedience to God. I believe that this question is put into our minds by Satan to disarm us from our God given gift of hearing and knowing the voice of God.

First off, it is not your voice that you are hearing. The dictionary defines your voice as, the sound or sounds uttered through the mouth of living creatures, esp. of human beings in speaking, shouting, singing, etc. Your mind is full of thoughts not voices. The mind is a busy place. There are your thoughts, the thoughts that Satan puts there and the thoughts that God puts there.
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Lets call your thoughts your "mind voice." Now, your actually not hearing these thoughts either. The definition of hearing is, the act of perceiving sound. There is no sound or others would here it. The mind voice is more of a perception. To perceive something is defined as, to recognize, discern, envision, or understand: I perceive a note of sarcasm in your voice. This is a nice idea but I perceive difficulties in putting it into practice. So, your thoughts are discerned.

If you are looking for a perceived difference between your mind voice and God's voice you are not going to get a different voice. It is all in one. Your mind voice.

So, now that that is cleared up, I go back to the original question of "How do I know if it is God's voice"? To discern between the mind voice of God, Satan and your own, you will need to learn to,
cast down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ.
2 Corinthians 10:5.

If you really start discerning what is going on in your head, you are the one pushing out those words from God. Catch every thought to the obedience of God. Learn to discern your own thoughts. Cast down those inopportune thoughts. There are plenty to cast down. Discipline your mind to catching the thoughts of God. You will then learn the thought of God. He will share with you and you will learn obedience to His thoughts.
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It is not a matter of hearing God's voice. It is a matter of discerning your thoughts from God's. The business of our minds blot out and make it difficult for us to understand the thoughts of God. Quit looking for that audible voice and look within for the thoughts of the Creator of the Universe.