I was heading interstate a few weeks ago, and while at the airport, I stopped to buy a tea and fruit salad, having rushed the entire day.
As I stood to pay for my purchase I felt the usual prompting to offer to pray for her … to stop for the one … to pray for Mona …
She readily agreed to my suggestion after I quickly told her the story from Coles, and I asked what in particular she may need prayer for. She motioned for me to come over, to the edge of the serving area, and so I followed her to the end of the counter …
She headed up to the end of the counter where it was a little more private and I took her hands in mine. I blessed her, calling forth her destiny. I asked her a few questions, sensing that she was in transition, she had just come to the end of something and she was not yet sure what she wanted to do, that she was artistic and so I encouraged her to step into it … she agreed with the words of knowledge and she asked me how I knew, I must be psychic …
I told her that God speaks to us all, and that since He loved her and wanted to reach out to her, through me, in this instance, He would let me know the areas of her life that He wanted to impact, to have prayed for, so I could make His plans a reality through agreeing with His intentions for her life … I explained that this was what Christians called being “prophetic”.
I sensed that I was to invite her into the Kingdom of Heaven, make an invitation to her to ask Jesus into her heart and life, but feeling awkward, I let her get on with her work …
I sat down and chatted to my friend, mentioning that I had “missed it”, he nodded, agreeing, knowing that I had too. In any case, I drank my tea, and noticed that as we chatted she kept looking over to us …
Not long after … she came right out to us, leaving the serving area, to where we were sitting and asked ernestly:
“Will God heal me of something?”
“Sure” my friend said and we listened as she explained what had been wrong. She explained that she had undergone extensive surgery to remove growths on her uterus, she was still in pain from the surgery … she didn’t want to growths to come back, she wanted a full recovery.
My friend recounted a testimony of a friend who had been completely healed of uterine cancer a couple of weeks before and I then stood, placed my hand on her abdomen … and we prayed … Holy Spirit was all around …
She then looked at me and said excitedly “Do you know anything about numbers?” and she asked me again if I was psychic … she kept on …
“I keep getting the same numbers over and over and I do not understand what they all mean.” She explained that, over the last couple of weeks, she kept getting, noticing, seeing 111 and 10:10 …
I laughed saying that those numbers were the exact ones that I often got at very “coincidental” times and I explained how whenever I felt like He had wanted me to stop for someone and I did, that I would often see the sequence of “111” straight after and, after speaking to a Christian friend who could interpret dreams, visions and numbers (thank you DH), I came to understand that it meant, “My Beloved Son” … “My beloved Daughter” or “I love you” … (see Mark 1:11).
The “111 thing” started happening for me just after Leif Hetland had come to our church a year ago. Leif had released the “Blessing of the Father” … and within a week, these strange coincidences started happening with “111” … it has since become part of my personal vocabulary that God uses to speak to me. For example, about a week after the Leif Hetland seminar, I had stopped for a girl with a broken arm at the shops with my toddler, when I hadn’t really wanted to stop. I prayed for her healing and led her to the Lord. As I left, running late for something and with a toddler who was well and truly over the shops, I flicked on my phone and as I did up flashed 1:11 …
This would happen everywhere, it was ridiculous … 111 on number plates just after pleasing Him, stopping for someone, 111 on an advertisement, or in a headline that I would see just after feeling down, when I felt I had failed Him … it still happens now … last Sunday night, when I had been questioning things and I was feeling sad and challenged, I looked up at the Tour de France on tv, and straight across the backside of the bike rider that panned into the camera shot was … yes … 111 … twice! Once on his left hip and once on his right hip! God was saying “I Love You!” … “I see you” … “I appreciate you” … it actually made me laugh … and I always say right back … “I love you too!”
I mentioned the pattern to her and she smiled …
“What about 10:10?” she asked
I replied that I had been seeing this everywhere for a while, and a Christian friend who had studied at Bethel had once suggested it was indicating the completion of a cycle and the start of a cycle (thank you JS) … which also made her smile … saying that she had completed a tough time in her life, that she felt the surgery was the end of that time and that she was about to start something new … as confirmed with my prophetic words over her life before …
As we spoke my friend did a quick search and suggested that “111” could also mean “open doors” which also resonated with her … and I laughed saying well … “Jesus IS the door … He is knocking … will you invite Him in …?”
It was at this point that I knew I was to now invite her into a relationship with Jesus …
I pointed out this “coincidence” and the “coincidence of me stopping and asking her if I could pray, after a cycle of a couple of weeks of her seeing and noticing these numbers in such a way that she had been querying it, and I quietly asked her if she wanted to ask Jesus into her heart, explaining a little about it to her and feeling the Holy Spirit, the anointing, swirling all around …
My friend teared up, as did I and she just quietly responded … “yes” …
She prayed asking Jesus to fill her, to come into her heart. She invited the Holy Spirit to fill her to over flowing … she used her own words after I had explained the basics and what it meant. I told her God would give her the words … and He did. I then blessed her, commanding all darkness to leave and for her to be filled with the Light of Jesus …
She glowed, fired up by this all …
My friend and I glowed and dabbed the tears …
I promised that on my way back through the following day I would drop some materials off for her to go through (which I did) and I gave her my number and hugged her goodbye …
She waved us off as we left for our flight … she was afresh and full of the glow of a loving encounter with a Magnificent God …
She had been wooed with the oddities of numbers. God had positioned me, who had also been wooed in a similar, and strange way … We had connected and God invited her in through the Open Door that is Jesus, into a relationship with Himself …
Her journey began before I came on the scene … and her journey will continue …
She saw and will continue to see, a kind God at work in her life …
She discovered that God so loved her, that He wooed her, He called her … He arranged the ordinary to become so highlighted that her attention was drawn to them, and then He sent a stranger to stop and pray … one who could unpack some of her journey, having had a similar strange experiences … and He let her know, through this and a stranger taking time to stop for the one that …
God is Good!
Post Script: we all have a journey that is as unique and as special as we are! We are all positioned in communities and in places where those that will relate to us congregate … God has a purpose and a plan for our lives, including where we go, where we live and what we do … and if we will just stop and listen to Him, walk in His Presence, be aware of the realities of His Kingdom and purposes … we will hear and stop and see His goodness … I encourage you … there are people all around you just waiting for you to be who you are so they can discover whose they can be …