Heeded Words

February 10, 2014 I had began searching harder, trusting more, learning what faith meant. Today was one of those days of willingness to find God. I knew He was there and I could always find Him. But I needed more. I just needed a closer time with Him. I was praising Him and dancing in joy (yes, sometimes I dance, or try to) when I realized and saw a movement that He was dancing with me. It was like a dove as I saw the movement of light that followed it. It was so real I knew that I could touch it. It was in the room. So excited and loved by His encounter I fell to my knees, sobbing in repentance for not honoring Him and recognizing the greatness of His position. How flippant I had been. How humbled I was to recognize a little more how much God He was. And then I felt a hunger like never before. It was coming from my heart. I looked to see if it was a physical hunger, but it wasn't. It was a deep crying thirst and I wanted, needed more. It was a deep thirsting pain of nee

When we are weak He is Strong Friday, February 14, 2003 6am I woke up feeling like the little one, wanting her daddy. She felt so little, so alone in the corner. She was crying to be held. My adult mind couldn’t figure out how to meet this need. It was such a strong physical need and it didn’t make sense how God could meet that need. But finally I cried out to the heavenly Father because I knew He knew. I felt Him prompting me to let her go sit in the corner and He would come to her. So I did and while in the corner this is what I saw (I think it was a vision but I have never had one like this before) It was liked Jesus picked up the little girl and stepped into the vision: I looked and I saw tall office buildings in the background being blown up. I asked Jesus what it was and He said “ this happened once before . ” I asked what happened before? He said, “ What you have gone through .” I thought He was taking me back to show me, so I was looking to understand. Right in front

God's Presence and the Fiery Tongue After much time in prayer, I experienced what I felt was a drunkenness in the Spirit. It was like a heaviness that made it hard to hold my head up and a loss of inhibitions, although my mind was quite clear. I picked up a long pole that my son had left in the living room. I held onto it so that I would not fall as I walked around the room. After much pleading for assurance that God would give me the courage or whatever I needed to do His will, I heard my spirit, who was standing next to me on my left, say to Him “Yes, Lord” three times. Although I did not hear what God said, I knew that He had assured us. I knew then that I could relax in Him. I fell to the floor. As I lay on the floor I felt that my  tongue had been cut out. As I lay dazed and drunk, I saw a fiery tongue flash across the dark room. In a silly drunken daze I commented to God that He missed me. But then I saw my spirit, who was sitting to the left of me, reach over and grab

Encountering the Presence of God I was twenty-two and although I was very active in church, the pain that I had suffered with for years, tugged heavily at my heart. I was attending a crusade and as the music played I sought desperately for just a moment of relief from years of suffering. It was early in the evening and the crusade had barely started. Finally the anger at God was too much and with a frustrated attitude I bolted off the bleachers and headed for my car. As I hurried for my car, a young woman scurried to catch up with me as I saw her trying to put her shoes on. As she approached me she said, “I knew God wanted me to talk with you, but I wasn’t expecting you to leave so fast and I didn't even have my shoes on.” As she walked beside me, she began to ask how I was doing and if there was anything she could do. I had never seen this person and I couldn’t understand why she was taking the time to come after me. After talking for a few minutes, she asked if I wanted to come

Guess you have to start somewhere. I am sure God starts with something small and doesn't expect us to put too much on the line for a big loss eh? So I arrive at the doctors building at 9:15 for an appointment at 9:45 a.m. The building is busy with at least 30 cars moving through the large parking lot hoping to catch an opening to park. I had never thought about talking to God about a parking space before, at least seriously, but I was under pressure to get to an appointment and so I asked God about it. 1) My first thought was to ask God - "Do You even care about a parking space?" and of course I felt He assured me that He cared about all things about me. 2) Secondly, I thought about, "Do You really answer prayers about things like this?" and He reminded me 'Ask and you shall receive.'  So I figured I probably should ask. So I prayed and asked God for a parking space. 3) Then I began to wonder if I truly believed He would give me a parking space.