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There was warmth and there was healing because God is Good!

I was at my son’s piano lesson, waiting for him to finish after what had been a long day. I had considered sitting in my car. I was tired and so often I end up interacting with people in the parents waiting room; however, I knew that this was where God would want me to be …

The door slid open and in bounced two little poppets (5 and 7) that have a lesson after my son. I said a cheery “hello” and “konnichiwa” (my son son learns from a Japanese teacher, and most of the students have one or both parents from Japan), and I smiled asking how they all were.

The two poppets and their mum sat. I asked whether they had been doing any more origami (their mum had taught my son how to make a stork a few weeks earlier) and they shook their heads … and as the older sat she winced and rubbed her neck, speaking something to her mum in Japanese.

I looked and asked if she had a sore neck and her mother looked and said that she had slept poorly and hurt her neck … and said … “what is it called a crook neck?”

I replied, “yes, a crook neck, where the neck gets hurt due to poor sleeping position” and I mentioned that my daughter had suffered from one a few weeks earlier.

The mum asked what could be done, and so I mentioned that heat helped, that we had seen an osteopath to massage it out, and that with massage and heat it would get better …

7 year old poppet kept rubbing and looked in pain …

I felt the familiar “knowing”, not even needing to ask Him, I offered …

“Would you like me to pray for her? That can work too” I said and when queried I said “pray” and put my hands in a familiar prayer pose …

The mum said “yes” and the little girl nodded and shuffled over to my side where I gently placed my hand and prayed, explaining that she may or may not feel something, heat, cool, tingles … but that God would want her well …

I sat quietly and in Jesus name prayed for healing. The little girl melted a little in the face and I said “you feel Him don’t you?” and she nodded in response …

“What do you feel?” I asked.

She looked and said “heat, it is warm”…

I asked her, “has the pain gone”

She nodded saying “yes” and smiled.

I said “oh good there you go” … all the while her mum watched and then asked what religion I followed …

I gently explained I was a Christian, that we believe in Jesus Christ as the son of God and that the Bible says that as a Christian I can lay hands on the sick and they will be healed in Jesus name …

She nodded saying “thank you.”

I smiled and said “your so very welcome, I’m so glad she feels better”, as 7 year old poppet moved and flexed her neck with a smile.

Now, a little later I did pray again, but for the mum. I prayed favour for the family, for their destinies to be opened for their next move for work and as I did my son’s teacher came out smiled as she saw what I was doing (yes I have prayed for her too over the years) and she called her next student in.

And so I ask … where are you meant to be positioned? Where does God want you … in the car, isolated and alone, but comfortable … or out in the community ready to release His love, His light, His warmth …

I believe I know where He wants me most of the time … and I know this because …

God IS Good!

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

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

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

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

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

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

She smiled at that …

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

She looked at me quizzically as I prayed …

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

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

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

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

As I left I said to her briefly: 

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

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

And with that I left.

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

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

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

God is Good!

Destinies, dancing and release…Part 4

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

The final “chapter” of this weekend … now long gone, but people not forgotten …. played out in the foyer of the hotel. 

My husband went to check our room for left behind items … while I finalised the bill and arranged for our car to be collected from parking.

As I stood at the counter to pay, out of the corner of my eye I saw a man with bandages over both his hands and up his arms.  As soon as I saw him I knew I was to pray…

I arranged for the car to be collected and walked over, mentioned the obvious to him and offered to pray.

He instantly took me up on my offer and explained that he had come off his bike, causing dreadful injuries to his arms and hands where he had lost most of the skin.  I thought how useless he must feel standing there unable to do anything like lift bags however, nonetheless, there he was on duty …

I gently took his hands and released healing over his hands and arms, commanding healing to take place quickly. 

As I prayed I knew there was more, I knew he also was not doing what his heart desired to do, he was not fulfilling his dreams, his destiny …

I explained what I sensed and he agreed, looking a bit teary and so I called his destiny open, and spoke words of life over him.  I cannot remember exactly what they were, but they seemed to hit his heart and he gently said “Amen” and “Bless you” when I had finished praying …

I prophesied life over him and called Him into his place as a tall and noble man …

I quietly thanked him for allowing me to pray and I turned and walked back to my husband who was now waiting for me across the foyer.  As I approached him I smiled saying “what a weekend … lots of people being released into destinies!” …

God sure had been busy!  He wanted those around us prayed for, touched, destinies released, dreams recognised, called into, called out and brought forth to the light … to the surface.  Designs for life, designs for living had been released, and people had been set free … and I hoped that they all would dive straight into all they were called to …

It fascinated me … the entire weekend had a theme running through out  … the creative ones were being released, the hidden treasures were being called into their God given futures, into their heaven made designs … people were being called to step into their futures as God had designed them, they were being set free to fly and soar and create and be and He cared enough to show me the secrets of their heart so that His word could be released into and over their lives and He did this because …

God is Good!

Destinies, dancing and release … Part 3

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

A theme was beginning to emerge …

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The girl agreed. 

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

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

I saw her painting … and I told her so …

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

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

I encouraged her to pursue her passion again …

I dared her to dream again …

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

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

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

God is Good!

… to be continued …

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