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Myer is full of the Spirit of God – A prodigal daughter comes home

I had a short amount of time to do some chores, wanting to get back home to complete some study.  I went to the local shopping centre and felt I was to walk through Myers on the way to the shops that I had to visit.  I had my first treasure hunt list in my bag and thought I may find a treasure (see Kevin Dedmon’s book – The Ultimate Treasure Hunt).

I bought a t-shirt in Myers for my husband and was served by a beautiful woman.  I asked if I could pray a blessing for her, telling her that she was obviously a blessing to so many others with her lovely disposition.  She agreed.

I felt nothing in particular as I prayed a 10 fold return on the blessing that she had been for others.  I trusted that God followed the blessing through.

I then headed towards the escalators feeling that I was to go upstairs through Myers to where I thought I was headed …

As I went up the escalator I saw C.  I had prayed for her before – she had graves disease which was causing her right eye to bulge.  She had told me it could eventually cause blindness.  I called to her as she headed up the escalators and I asked how she was.

She told me that she had been loosing more sight and pointed out that her eye was bulging.  I offered to pray a “quickie” since she was heading back to work after a break.  She agreed.

I laid my hand on the side of her face, after asking permission, and prayed, quoting the blind shall see.  She immediately felt something in her eye area.  I laughed and told her that her eye looked less bulgy than before.  I told her to go to the toilets to check it out.  She left excited, saying she would.

I checked out the sheets on sale in Myers and then felt to go to Adairs instead … where I got the best product and price … God’s favour and blessing!  I returned some shoes and then felt that I was to head straight back through the third floor of Myer to go home – I thought I would stop for a takeaway coffee  …

As I headed through the 3rd floor God reminded me that I needed to buy some pyjamas for M.  I felt great – this limited shopping time was turning out to be an excellent time of prayer, ticking off chores, and blessing and favour all rolled up in one … a smorgasbord outing with God!

I stood with my purchases at the cash register and waited.  An older lady called J was all anxious etc.  Her credit card would not work – I wanted to get home, but chose to remain calm and I offered to pay for her goods.  She accepted and then told me about her grandkids and started to cry.  I said to wait and I would pray for her.

She waited as I paid for my purchase and we stood to the side and prayed. She wept under the anointing.

She then started to pour her heart some more.  I wrote off the rest of the time I had and figured God would redeem the time and that she was far more important.  I suggested we have coffee (I knew I was getting my coffee at some stage).  I bought her a hot chocolate and listened while she told me her story in the middle of Myers.

I offered to pray some more.  She had arthritis – I held her hand, commanded the arthritis to go, and then felt to take her to her “God space”.

When she had located her God space she said God was “way up in Heaven” and she was “down here with me” (we were still sitting in Myer).  I said “ask Him to come closer”.  She did.  I asked her where He was.  She said on the couch opposite us. I said “do you want Him to come closer?” – she said “yes”.

I said “ask Him to come closer”; she did, and started to cry.  The anointing grew heavy.  I asked where He was and she said He was kneeling right in front of her and that He was saying that He had forgiven her.  I told her to tell Him what she wanted to tell Him – she wept and said sorry for being away from Him.

I then felt to say would you like to ask Him into your heart.  She said she had a long time ago, but I said do you want to ask Him again, afresh – she said “yes”.

She recommitted her life to Him and shook and wept as he started to heal her broken heart. The anointing was very strong and thick – it grew stronger and stronger each time she asked Him to come closer and closer –  I shook a bit and could feel Him all over us.  She could feel tingling on/in her hands.

We talked some more and she asked Holy Spirit to come and wash her clean, and back into her heart.

After she had recommitted her life to Jesus Christ I prayed and told the demonic to go and not come back, and for Holy Spirit to fill her completely up.  I also prayed an impartation of the gift of healing (she said she wanted it – her husband was in a wheel chair due to some condition).

I gave her my number.  We talked about church and about a seminar I was going to where Joshua Mills was talking – inviting her to come.  I told her how I had seen an arm growing out at a Joshua Mills seminar last year – she said her husband’s arm was shorter than the other (a coincidence? … no).  I said he could be healed and that it was worth coming.  She said she wanted to get back to church – I made some suggestions.

We talked a little longer and I walked her through the shopping centre to a point where I hugged and kissed her goodbye – telling her to call and how God loved her so much that He had sent someone to be there and to call her Home to Him.

Throughout the entire “encounter” she said people were watching us.  She said that there was a man during our coffee that looked just like a man from her past – a Christian that had cared for her when she had suffered from post natal depression after her first child, many years ago … I do not think that was a coincidence  either … God was so very on her case.

As we parted I told her she was an answer to my prayers – that the orphans would come home … and they are because …

God is Good!

And the termination was cancelled because…God IS Good! Praise Report!

In my last post I told a story of a friend of mine who stepped out and prayed for a pregnant woman.  The woman was carrying a child who had been diagnosed by the medical world as having downs syndrome and as missing a nose … the story includes how my friend took another testimony and used it as a precedent upon which to rely and ask God to do again …

Well, this testimony, is the testimony upon which my friend relied … this was the first testimony that was told at a church service, which relates to miracle healings … not of just one baby, and not just one healing, but a healing of twins and a number of healings …

The first section of the testimony retold here is the testimony that was released at church.  The second section is the more …

I received permission to retell the first testimony … with the more … because when you choose to step out and into who you are with God … the story never ends just there, with the prayer and healing, so often it is just the beginning of a journey for you and for the one you pray for … as you will no doubt see as you read …

The first part of the testimony retold in our church service a few weeks ago was this:

After having a shocking run of complications last year, my friend fell pregnant in December with twins and was very excited. One day soon after she fell pregnant, we bumped into each other and I felt strongly to ask her if it was ok for me to pray for her for a great pregnancy. She agreed, but since she is not a Christian, was a little cool about it.

Last month, I bumped into her again and she looked absolutely shocking. She told me that she had just come back from her doctors’ and was being encouraged to terminate the pregnancy due to one of the babies being profoundly disabled and both babies appearing to have severe heart defects. She was in a shocking place and very conflicted, as you can imagine. She told me that some Christian family members had said to her that her babies were damaged due to her ‘sinful’ lifestyle and that she needed to repent. Obviously she was angry and confused and very sad.

I just sat with her and cried with her, one: because I didn’t know what to say or do, and two: because I recognised that her situation was horrible and an impossibly hard one to find herself in. I asked her again if she minded if I prayed and whether she would mind if I got some of my friends to pray for her and her family. She said yes and I prayed explaining that God was crying with us and that He felt her pain and just wanted to hold her during this tough time. I told her that He was a God of miracles and that He cared for her and her babies dearly.

The next day, I got some of the young adults in our YA connect group to agree to fast and pray with me, as well as some friends of mine. Within 6 days, she rang me to say that the nuchal fold measurement which was showing severe Downs Syndrome in numerous previous tests had now REDUCED from a 6.8 reading to a 3.5 reading, which was approaching a normal reading. She said that neither her nor her doctor could understand this change at this stage of the pregnancy, but that it was a great sign and that instead of terminating, the doctor had suggested she wait another 3 weeks for further tests and decide after that. She begged me to keep praying (how cool!)

Well, yesterday was the end of the 3 weeks and I got a very excited phone call from the doctor’s office. Both babies are looking fine, the nuchal fold reading is normal, the blood tests are normal, there is no fluid in the brain or stomach of either baby, and the heart defects appear to be totally gone!

In her words: “Miracles Definitely Happen!”

As a nurse and healthcare professional, it was so much easier for me to go to a place of ‘realistic expectation’ and just be resigned to this situation, but I’m learning to go to a place of expecting that my Papa God has a better idea and REALLY WANTS to make an awful situation into a brilliant encounter with His love.

I’m overwhelmed at how amazing He is – this ‘crossing the chicken line thing’ is definitely the place we are meant to live from! Yay Papa!

My friend then went to write the further instalment to the story …

Since then there was a report that the smaller baby had a blood supply problem and was not growing, so we prayed for that and the next time the blood issue was gone too.

The next test revealed that one twin had shorter legs and this was a concern again with respect to possible Downes, so we prayed again for the baby’s legs to grow and the following scan showed no signs of short legs anymore.

Mum is healthy, babies are healthy and now past the 24 weeks viable delivery stage.

She has also had a 3D scan done and both babies have beautiful, normal healthy faces with no signs of anything untoward. It’s nearly like we were able to pray and tick all her concerns off the list. I’ve learnt that so often we get discouraged by small set-backs, but we can stand against those too and claim victory at every stage!

As a nurse and healthcare professional, this has totally blown my mind. I used to think that there were simply certain “medical truths” that couldn’t be refuted or altered. I have since learnt that the ONLY TRUTH is God’s truth.

Keep sharing testimony … because GOD IS CERTAINLY ONLY GOOD!

Do you have a story of God’s goodness that you can share?

Will you step out into your destiny with God and release Him to a world that needs His love so desperately?

This first testimony was available at our church because one girl decided to “cross the chicken line” for herself and allow God to be God … she reached out at the risk of being rejected, looking foolish, looking like a religious freak …and offered to pray … and as a result two little babies are healthy to go … and a testimony was then available for another person of courage to take and use in stepping over the chicken line and offer to pray, also at the risk of ridicule and rejection … and another baby was healed and born whole and healthy …

Who is waiting for you to “cross the chicken line” and to be all you were created to be?

Together, with God we have the power to change the face of this country … to change the face of the world … if we will just dare to stand up and be who we are called to be … if we will only offer Him to the world … as we go … we will impact an entire generation for His Glory and the world will be a vastly better place because …

God IS Good!

Post script: the “chicken line” is a phrase coined by Kevin Dedmon that describes the act of stepping out into a place of risk by offering God’s love, in whatever form that may take, to others around us …

I believe the “chicken line” is different for us all … but we are all called to cross over into that place, because in that place is where we experience risk which is faith in action (see Kevin Dedmon and Chad Dedmon’s book entitled the Risk factor: Crossing the chicken line into your supernatural destiny (2011 Destiny Image Publishers).

For some fun check out our church website and find the You tube videos of people at our church stepping over their chicken line …

Give it a go … its fun and God really does turn up because … well you know … God is Good! J

Crossing my chicken line…”the lame shall walk” because…God is Good!

In my last post I mentioned that we had headed off on a walk on our first day in a local sea-side town.  My husband had just stepped out and crossed his “chicken line” and I had the sense that I was to keep a look out too …

We wandered up the beach and across a rope swing bridge, over the town river, and as we wandered up the walkway I saw a figure fishing from the vantage point of a wheel chair …

As I walked I knew that he was for me to stop and offer to pray … wheel chairs tend to be my current “chicken line”, even though I have witnessed people “getting out of them”.

I watched as my husband and son, who were a little further ahead, walked straight past and, as I walked hand in hand with my eight year old daughter, I readied myself to offer to pray.

We came along side of the man and I opened up the “encounter” with a comment about fishing … as with all fishermen, they are always up for a chat about the fish … whether they were biting or not … easy opener …

He reported his catch to us and I casually asked him about the chair and asked how he had ended up in one. He said a car crash 22 years ago, and once he explained I offered to pray for him to be healed, recounting the story of the healing of the girl in the wheel chair I had met, explaining how seemingly nothing happened straight away but, over the days to follow the prayer, the girl had been completely healed.

He agreed to the prayer.  My daughter stood by my side, I gave my name and he told me his name was Michael.

He gave me permission to place my hand on his upper spine and I prayed … I then asked him whether he felt anything … He did not, but I explained that God was at work anyway, that people do not always feel anything and they are healed regardless and I rested in the fact that I could feel the anointing, God had asked me to stop, and I trusted it was God’s will that he be healed.

I prayed some more and he then mentioned his left leg and the numbness so I got permission to place my hand on his knee and I commanded feeling to return … for atrophy to leave, for strength to come … and declared his body to be “on earth as it is in Heaven” (Matthew 6:10)… praying as Jesus taught us to pray.

I then thanked him for his time, gave him a number to call and report any change and encouraged him to thank God for every little bit of healing, every little bit of improvement he noticed, explaining that often the healing comes as a seed and as we water it with thanks and praise it will grow …

He promised me he would call with any improvement and I felt God prompt me to give him a kiss on the cheek. Now, I do not often kiss strange men on the cheek, or even give out my mobile (translate “cell”) phone number to men I do not know … to women, when prompted …yes … no problem … to men … no … but in this instance I felt to obey, sensing that it would show an acceptance and a love to this elderly man who in some way he needed and so, again, I asked for permission, this time to kiss him on the cheek …

I leant down, gave him a kiss and I wished this man, I wished Michael, well … wandering on to our destination of scones, jam and cream in the autumn sunshine…

What happens next to Michael I do not know. I just knew, I sensed that, I was to stop and pray … to cross my “chicken line”, again, as my husband had done before me… and to then rest in the knowledge that since the stopping was God’s idea, and God’s ideas are always good, that absolute good would come from stopping and offering to pray for this man, for Michael, because …

God is Good!

Post script: the “chicken line” is a phrase coined by Kevin Dedmon that describes the act of stepping out into a place of risk by offering God’s love, in whatever form that may take, to others around us …

I believe the “chicken line” is different for us all … but we are all called to cross over into that place, because in that place is where we experience risk which is faith in action (see Kevin Dedmon and Chad Dedmon’s book entitled the Risk factor: Crossing the chicken line into your supernatural destiny (2011 Destiny Image Publishers).

For some fun check out our church website and find the You tube videos of people at our church stepping over their chicken line …

Give it a go … its fun and God really does turn up because … well you know … God is Good! J

It was no “coincidence” and the results are His because…God is Good!

We had an unexpected hour or two alone after church one day and so my husband and I decided to head down to a local bay side restaurant and have lunch.

We got a window side table and enjoyed the sun drenched views of the water and beach and we ordered our lunch, and waited for our meals to arrive.  As we did, I went to the “ladies”, aware of being on the look out for any people to pray for after having heard Kevin Dedmon preach the week before at church (see podcast for 19/02/2012).

On my way back to my table I saw a young mum with a baby looking, with her husband, for somewhere for to change their child’s nappy.  They were obviously first time parents.  I saw them heading towards the bathroom and stopped them saying … “there’s no change table in there and you can’t do it on the floor in there, just wait a minute …” and I went to the concierge at the front desk and asked permission for them to change their young child on the couch, away from where everyone was sitting.  They got the nod, and I went to sit down, noting as I did that there was a woman at a large table of people with a tell-tale scarf around her head …

We enjoyed our lunch and as my husband took care of the bill I noted that the girl with the baby had sat with the woman with the scarf, and I said to my husband … “I have an assignment over there, I will go and do that while you take care of the bill …” and without thinking too much I walked over to the large group of people.

I approached the table and leant down to the woman with the scarf and quietly said …

“excuse me.  I am sorry for interrupting your lunch.  I am a Christian and I can see that you have been battling with a serious illness and I wanted to know if I could pray for you …”

I went on to say that people in our church had been seeing people healed of all sorts of conditions …

She immediately agreed and said that she had been battling breast cancer.  I said that it did not surprise me that it was beast cancer, and I explained that I often seemed to be prompted by God to offer to pray for women with breast cancer …

I asked her name as I took her hand and she said my name is “B”, to which I smiled at the “coincidence” and said “… oh, you have the same name as my mother-in-law …” She nodded and then said and this is my daughter “B” to which I took a retake because it was my name too … the exact version of my name … it was not a shorted version of anything it was exactly my name  … and the “daughter was the girl with the baby I had helped before …

I explained the coincidence saying “that’s my name too!” … I was surprised and delighted, knowing that this was clearly an assignment from God …

I turned back to the woman and held her hand and felt the anointing of the Holy Spirit come.  I commanded the cancer to leave and released “healing” and “health” into her body … declaring that there is no cancer in heaven and so therefore it did not belong in her body and I prayed as Jesus taught us to pray in Matthew 6:10, for it to be “on earth as it is in heaven” … for her body to be made whole and healthy, and for all side effects of treatment to cease.

When I finished I thanked her for allowing me to interrupt their lunch and for allowing me to pray … I wished her well, gave her a kiss and we went on our way …

As my husband and I walked to our car through the heat of the day, I mentioned the strange “coincidence” of the woman having his mum’s name and her daughter having my name and how it was the same girl I had helped earlier …

I said “well I trust that something happens for her … it was so clearly a God assignment … I will never know though” and I felt a little despondent knowing that I may never know the outcome, having stepped out through the discomfort of interrupting a large group of people and having knelt and prayed for this woman before a table full of strangers …

My husband responded saying “well you were obedient” and he then said laughing “I believe that what you did will cause that whole table to buzz and will cause a discussion to erupt in that family, a discussion that I believe will stir things up and they will have to address some issues about God” …

I agreed, and shrugged my shoulders, and said … well, the results are none of my business, what was my business was to stop and offer to pray … and leave the rest up to God … and I smiled as we climbed into our car knowing that whatever the outcome it was not a waste of time because God so clearly had wanted me to stop and knowing full well that …

God is Good!

DJs, PJs and tears … God is Good!

I was returning some PJs last Wednesday, and collecting a surf board as a surprise birthday gift for my husband …

Kevin Dedmon from Bethel Church, Redding California had been to our church a couple of weeks earlier and there had been an impartation through the laying on of hands on the Sunday night … ever since I have been aware that I needed to grow all that God had planted in me … and I was on the look out for someone to pray for, a God assignment to continue to water and grow the seed within … to give away what I had been entrusted with …

I walked past people in wheel chairs, people with slings on their arms and wondered which one, thinking about “the call to arms” and decided to return the PJ’s first and stop on my way back through … feeling a bit guilty I tried to listen to what He was directing me to do, while quieting the fear of failure …

I headed into David Jones (DJs) and a woman I had prayed for before served me.

We got talking and joking about it being the day when women could propose to men …

As she spoke I felt God’s prompting for me to pray …

I asked for her hand saying I was going to pray for her, and she mentioned how I had done so before a couple of years ago …

I started to pray and prophecy over her … calling her into her future, “seeing” what she had endured and calling out the gems, the gold within … as I looked into her eyes and released God’s words of love for her she started to tear up …  I did too …

God had seen her, God knew what she had been through, and He loved her, He wanted the best for her …

I finished up and could feel the strong presence of the Holy Spirit around us.  I felt I needed to kiss her on the forehead and I leaned over the counter, placed my hands on either side of her head and kissed her gently on the forehead letting her know that her Father God loved her …

The flood gates opened as she was kissed … she removed her glasses and as she wiped the tears away she said “gee that was powerful …”

I mentioned to her about our group that gathered regularly to learn to hear His voice, to sit in His Presence, a group of people like her that had been touched by God and wanted to learn how to reconnect with a loving God … she asked for my number again …

She may call and come tomorrow night for our next get together … she may not … but the door has been left open and she has been touched again by her loving Father in Heaven … she has tasted and seen, very powerfully this time that …

God is Good!

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