The Weekend

So much happened this weekend, that I do not know where to start. So, I suppose I will recount to you, dear reader, the events in order.

Several of my readers witnessed this first event. My small group went to see Joe Jordan on Friday night. He is called the minister of joy. This is because people have a tendency to get drunk in the Spirit when he is around. I have seen him several times before and it is true, people do get drunk in the Spirit when he is around.

He always starts out with a little sermonette before he starts a healing line. I do not know why, but before he was even finished with the sermonette, I felt the Spirit of God fall on me. There I was minding my own business and wham, I started to smile. I covered my mouth not wanting Joe Jordan to see me beginning to laugh. I know that if he sees this he will come to you, lay hands on you and make it worse. So, I am sitting there wanting to laugh, but being very much in control, but beginning to feel a bit drunk.

Then, a friend, sitting in back of me, leans over and asks me how I am feeling. I turned and looked at her and busted up laughing. That did it. I was over come with joy and try as I might, I could no longer stifle my laugh nor joy. So, here comes Joe Jordan. I saw him coming and wanted him to go away, but, NO, he laid hands on me and a friend in front of me. I lost it. I don't remember much for a while. I saw my brother, fall to the ground while being prayed over for healing and I remember climbing over a friend and my brother to talk to another friend in the middle of the service. Wow!!! Did I feel good. I wanted to play like a little child, but there was no one to play with.

There was a woman there who started laughing and I believe she must have laughed for 30 minutes. She crawled on the floor and was just having a great time. Every once in a while I would feel calm and then get hit again and bust up laughing. I needed that and I thank God that it happened for I now feel refreshed. It was a supernatural event that God granted me. Thank you God.

The next day, I was suppose to go to a auction with my daughter. That did not happen. I got a call from her that was horrific. Her pit bull dogs had gone crazy in the night and killed 8 of her animals, including my angora goat, who was pregnant. So, I spent Saturday morning dragging dead animals across a field for burial. The three baby pigs that where killed where butchered and the dogs are now gone. It was a brutal massacre. My daughter was so upset and I do not blame her. Other animals where harmed, but looked like they would recover. I found myself praying for the children, but they are such farm kids that they seemed to be little affected by the event. It was carnage. If you would like to leave a word of encouragement for my daughter you can click here.

Sunday night, I was asked to prophesy over a group of men graduating from a Purpose class. One of the men was startling because of the anointing that the Lord has put on him. It was so strong that I wanted to dance, or jump or, I don't know, it was just that the energy of the Lord coming forth from him was so strong that I could not stand still.

He is young, 22 years of age. He will grow bold in the Spirit. The words that will come from his mouth will be truth and light. His past will serve him well in his ministry to drug addicted people. There was so much to say to him but, not enough time. It was a pleasure to be in his presence. I asked him if he had ever been filled with the Holy Spirit. He said "no". I laid hands on him and the Spirit of God came. He was slain in the Spirit and filled with the power of God.

After the graduation was over, one of the men that I mentor, came to me with words for the young man. I had him deliver the words and then was asked if I would mentor the young boy who had just been prophesied over. Of course I accepted. It will be wonderful to watch this young man grow.

What a weekend. Seeing, hearing and feeling God. It was wonderful. But, then on the other end, seeing the evil of life. The evil was sandwiched in between God and I am grateful for that. My mind does not have to stay with the pictures of the carnage at my daughters farm. Instead, my mind is focused on the glory of God. The future of His children and His plans. Praise be to God almighty. In the mist of all things man made and evil He reigns.

The Winds of Change are Upon the Chruch

This prophesy was set to me yesterday. I thought you, my dear reader, would like to read it.


Spoken By Don Franklin


Welcome to the Great Masquerade of God, saith the Lord; welcome to the Great Ball of God, for you have come into this thing one way but you will go back another, saith God. You have been given angelic host, angelic messengers; you have been given mantles and anointings that you even know not of. In the coming days they will begin to flow.

I am bringing interconnections right now with those that have been hidden behind the scenes for years whom I have developed and I am bringing forth. John the Baptist is going to come out of the wilderness screaming at the Church, screaming at the Church, screaming at the Church, saith the Lord. There�s coming a prophetic mantle across the nations where he comes up out of the wilderness and he begins to minister. After three hundred years of silence John will come forth to speak in the coming days.

There will be changes, changes. The winds of change are upon the Church and there�s nothing you can do to stop this. All you can do is begin to flow with it now. Change, change, change is upon the Church worldwide. I�m bringing it back into the End-time Church that I have so long desired. You have no idea how the heart of God desires to see the signs, the wonders, the miracles.

I will burn the dross out of the body of Christ; I will burn out the false prophets; I will burn out the false apostles. I will burn out those who will merchandize my people. They will not be able to stand the refiners fire in the coming days. I will totally burn out those who will merchandize and use my flock, and I will raise up the true apostolic heart, the true prophetic heart � those that will lay their lives down for the sheep.

You are the beginning founding stones for this movement, saith God. It has begun here in this house, in this church, in this city and it is traveling now across the nations, across the world. You cannot stop this; all you can do is begin to flow with it. Rejoice, for the day that you have been looking for has dawned; it has come. Welcome to the kingdom of God. Welcome to the change that is coming upon America.

I�m calling for kingdom connections worldwide. A transfer of wealth has begun; a transfer of wealth has begun; I will pull it out of the hands that have it and I will give it to those who don�t. Even those ministries that have disobeyed me and consumed upon their own lust, I am going to begin to pull it out of them. I�m going to begin to take their support away; I�m going to begin to transfer it to men and women who will do what I want done with the money. I�m going to cut the legs out from some major ministries; you�re going to watch them fall in the coming days. They�re coming down, down, down, saith the Lord, and you are going up, up, up - not only in the realm of the spirit but the realm of the natural.

There is going to be a new walk, a new countenance come upon you. You�re going to walk like men of God; you�re going to talk like men of God; you�re going to walk like ambassadors of my kingdom. People are not going to recognize you in the coming days.

Gone are the robes of the ordinary and here come the robes of the ambassadors of the kingdom of God. Here come the mantles of the delegates of the U.N. You�re going to be men of prominence, men of respect, men of power. Gone will be the bumbling fool and here come the anointed diplomats of God. You watch and see, saith the Lord; you watch and see; you watch and see, saith the Lord.

You do not even believe what you�re hearing now, but you will when it happens, and you will look back and you will say, surely that was the Word of the Lord; surely that was the Word of the Lord.

Arguing With God

Is it ok to argue with God? I sure hope so, because I've been arguing with Him for a long time.

I remember the first time I tried to get out of something. I was working with the severely mentally ill in the community. I'd taken one to see his doctor. Sitting in this crowded waiting room, I saw a woman seating in front of me. Soon as I saw her, I heard God say, "Go tell her I love her." Now, I was not quite as confident as I am now. So my first reaction was, "I don't think so."

I heard Him again. "Go tell her I love her." "I don't know her, I don't want to.." Then in a very strong & forceful voice, God said, "GO TELL HER I LOVE HER!" Up I went.

I was quite timid about going to her. She had her body turned to the side so you could not see her face & she was hunched over. I wasn't real fast about getting there, hoping that her name would be called to see the doctor. I sat down beside her & touched her hand. She turned to look at me with swollen red eyes. The tears were stilling flowing down her face.

I said, "I don't know you, but, God said to tell you He loves you." She gasp & then smiled. "I am a Christian & I was thinking about killing myself. I have felt so alone." I was rather dumb struck at this point. Still a baby in Christ, my wisdom & revelation were in short supply. She thanked me & said that she would be alright now.

A prophet told me not long ago, that God likes it that I argue with Him. This would be a good thing for me, because, I still argue with Him. God has a sense of humor, I've seen it at work. Maybe, He enjoys watching me squirm for a bit. He knows he is going to win. My arguing with the Creator of the Universe is rather futile. He always wins.

My biggest argument has been over my future. He showed me a bit of it & I recoiled. What I saw was not anything I would want in my life. Why would He show me His plan for me, knowing that I would run from it. I believe it was to prepare me & for me to come into a place of acceptance. I'm still running a bit. Satan comes to me & tries to get me to believe that I have made these things up in my head. But, I know the voice of God & I know what I saw in the vision. It would be easier for me to fallen into the trap the Satan continues to try on me, Much easier than following the plans God has laid out for me. But, I will keep my eyes were they belong, catch every thought to the obedience of God & move toward that goal.

Hope

I met with a woman yesterday, in an emergency counseling session. A friend brought her to me, but our pastor had told them both to seek me out. She was going through with drawls from alcohol and had the shakes bad. She sat in my rocking chair, curled up in a ball.

When asked if she was a Christian, her response was "I don't know."

Hard for me to do Christian counseling with someone who is not a Christian. But, on further questioning I found that she does believe that Jesus Christ is the risen Savior, she has just never been churched. She has no idea what the Bible says and no idea about spiritual things.

I had to watch my tongue around her. Wanting to bring in the supernatural. I thought it would scare her off. But, it was hard and I slipped now and then. She is a woman driven by generational curses. She calms the demonic by drinking. The thoughts she hears are suicidal.

Knowing that Jesus is the risen Savior is just not enough and I needed to teach her enough so that she could make it through the week. So, much to know and so little time.

So, I shared with her that Christianity was not about a group of people. I told her about Enoch and his relationship with God. That this was Christianity. That her relationship with God would be one that is intimacy with God. One on One. This surprised her, but she seemed to understand.

I told her to personalize the Bible and to read the book of John. This she did not understand, so I read a bit of Psalms 91, using her name where it read "I". She like that a lot, but had trouble even understanding the NIV.

I reached for a Bible translation called "The Answer". I, again, read Psalms 91 and she understood. So, I gave her my bible.

Supernaturally, she is covered in demons. They hover over her with an assignment to kill her. When I look at them, it actually looks like one is chewing on her brain. Knawing away her life. God has protected her from death and I prayed more protection over her. Her healing will take time. She is not versed or submerged in the Word of God. She is not spiritual. Does not understand the supernatural. I can not just jump into an inner healing nor a deliverance. She needs to believe. But, she found hope.

I talked to her about her thought life and catching every thought to the obedience of God. Told her to read Psalms 91 and the Book of John. She called me last night to ask some questions and told me she had read Psalms and had personalized it. Her with drawls were bad, but she was hanging in there. I advised her to see her doctor today to get some help with the with drawls.

Where will this end up. I do not know, but I, like her, have hope. She believes in miracles and I told her that she will be a miracle. I pray that the things I said to her hold her in hope. She is in torment and that always breaks my heart. I can not wait to see those demons gone and freedom brought to this child of God.

Virginia

Her name is Virginia. She takes walks in the evening. She is 81 years of age, but looks, at the most 60. On her walks, she use to see my mother sitting on the porch and come up and talk to her. Yesterday, she came up to talk to me.

She ask me, "is your mother gone?"

We spoke of my mother and her death. She was sorry. Virginia is a kind woman. Her heart is always wide open and her spirit is sweet.

Once, she decided to take my mother for a walk. I told her that this may not work out. But, Virginia was determined that my mother needed exercise. So, off they went. They made it one house down from mine and then they turned around and came back. Virginia's comment. "We'll go again next time." She would sit for hours with my mother.

So, yesterday, we sat and talked. It was nice. Her concern and love radiated from her. She shared about her life and children. I was relaxed and enjoying the conversation.

Then she asked if I knew Valerie down around the corner. "Yes, I know her". "Well, she is not home and I have this magazine for her. Do you want it?" She asked.

I looked at the magazine in her hand and then looked up to her face. "Yes. I am a Jehovah Witness." She said. I was stumped. Never would I have expected this one. "Will you read it if I leave it with you?" She asked.

My thoughts were, be totally honest with her. "No, Virginia. I will not read it." I told her. "I do not believe the way you do."

"Well you know, most of us Jehovah Witness come from other churches." She replied. I took this as I could possibly be converted. "Well, I'm charismatic and I would suppose that most of us come from other domination's." I said. She agreed.

I then told her that I was ordained and a Christian counselor and the conversation about religion stopped.

When she left she reached over and hugged me. I accepted the hug knowing that she truly meant it. I watched her walk away with dread and disappointment.
And then the questions came.

Does Virginia walk so that she can convert? Is this her way of going house to house. She sees you on your front porch and makes friends with you and then starts the conversion conversation. WOW!!! What a great technique.

Very few Christians go door to door witnessing any more. What a shame. We seems to keep to ourselves fearing backlash from people. Not wanting to step on toes or insult others we keep our religion to ourselves.

I'm disappointed in where Virginia is at, but admire her courage and plans. I might just try to take a walk tonight and meet some new neighbors.