Giving hope and releasing light in the CCU … God is Good!

Kindy Teacher’s Husband – giving hope releasing light in the Coronary Care Unit – Wednesday 13th October 2010

On Wednesday afternoon (the day I prayed for M’s kindy teacher’s husband) I received a phone call from M’s kindy teacher asking me to come to the hospital to pray for her husband “L”. There was an urgency and insistence in her call and she was quite firm about me coming when I could that night.

I headed off after getting the kids to bed and after sending out emails asking for prayer coverage for “L” and myself. My husband prayed for me before I left and his hand burned on my back, although he thought my back was hot … I was feeling somewhat challenged at the thought of going but focused on God, his goodness, chose to remain the His peace and drove to the hospital worshiping and praising God. I felt apprehension as I walked towards the CCU (Coronary Care Unit), but I sensed (“saw”) two massive angels walking in behind me and I chose to trust, knowing my job was to love and that it was God’s job to heal … I just had to turn up.

I went in and introduced myself. 

L was on his bed with oxygen and he was all connected up to tubes, cords and monitors.

As I entered he looked and said “please tell me I’m going to be alright” or something along those lines … I felt intense pressure, took a deep breath and answered that this sickness was not for him, that God wanted him well and that I believed He would be healed and would walk out of the hospital. My head was screaming at me about giving false hope, and I was very aware that only a few days before was the 13th anniversary of my Father’s death who had died of pneumonia as a complication of prostate cancer.

I explained briefly what I would do and asked what he had been diagnosed with – he had double pneumonia, which had gone to the heart, he had oedema (swelling) from the knees down. I looked at him and felt God say “start at the feet” so I did. I laid hands on his feet and commanded the fluid retention to leave etc and he felt (so he told me later) electricity going up his legs into his back. I then asked permission to lay my hands on his chest. I did and commanded the infection to leave and released healing etc he started to cough and phlegm starting coming up – he told me that it was the first time he had managed a “productive cough” (one that moved the mucus off his chest). I told him to do what he had to in order to get the phlegm out – it was not time for social niceties.

As I prayed I shared a few testimonies that I felt led to share. He told me he felt very at peace.

I then asked him to breathe deeply. He tried and he said it was the deepest he had been able to breathe for some time. I felt it was nearly time to go so I lay my hands on his feet again, and told him to him to close his eyes, rest and remain in the peace and I would pray and then quietly leave when I felt it was time to go. I prayed and released peace over him, praying for complete covering through the room and quietly left, leaving him resting peacefully without any cough.

The following morning I received this message from his wife on my answering machine at 9.22am:

Good morning … Thank you so much for seeing L, he is much better, he is breathing much freer so I just can’t thank you enough and L is very grateful, so thank you so much and I will talk to you later. Bye for now.”

All I can say is … God is Good.

The synchronicity of walking with God … God is Good!

Special time with God and prayer for kindy teacher’s husband – Wednesday 13th October 2010

After school drop off, and a few other jobs, I had about 40 minutes to spend with God.  I felt inclined to go and sit and have coffee at a coffee shop right on the water’s edge.

I headed to the coffee spot and sat quietly sensing God saying to just enjoy the quiet – no need to “do” anything.  As I got this and settled into just being with God in the moment, nothing else, I looked down and saw a little feather sitting on my lap …

God is kind … and funny too … He made me smile in that moment, and even now when I recollect it, the memory makes me smile still …

After sitting peacefully for a while I texted a word of encouragement to a new Christian and headed off to collect M from kindy.

The kindy teacher had been overseas for a holiday and today was her first day back.  During this time her husband had developed double pneumonia and was hospitalised in Hungary.  They had just managed to get him home, at which time her husband was immediately admitted into hospital due to the infection going to his heart.

We had been praying for them since Monday, which was when we had first heard the news, and as I drove to kindy I had a sense that I was to pray for her with another friend from kindy that also attended our church.

I spoke to M’s teacher who said she wanted prayer for her husband and we waited for all the children to leave, and for my friend from church to arrive to collect her son.  When we were all there we joined hands and started to pray.  Another Mum saw us and joined the group … like another Christian coming out of “the closet”, so to speak.  There we all were in the middle of the kindy, holding hands and praying for M’s teacher’s husband, the new Mum prayed in tongues, and a beautiful sense of God enveloped us all.  The other girls later said they felt electricity as we prayed.  We also prayed for God’s peace to envelop and stay with M’s teacher – which she said she felt.

I then offered to go to the hospital to pray for her husband, which M’s teacher said she would like.  She said she would arrange it with her husband. 

The encounter was was a truly lovely moment – with a divinely timed appointment with the other Christian Mum who attends another local church … God is so lovely in how He times these things … and boy did that Mum get fired up with the encounter and seeing how we could pray for people in public

It was on this day that I started to feel a beautiful synchronicity happening as I walked with God.  There was a sense of great peace and calm that was escorting me through life (as would a gentleman escort a lady to a dance).  It felt so lovely, so peaceful, even warm … so lovely in fact that I wondered if I had somehow missed something … and it was then that I realised what was “missing” so to speak … there was an absolute absence of striving … I was, and as I write now I am gently reminded that this is how life is meant to be, how we are designed to walk … in peace with a quiet sense of joy indescribable with a God whom loves us, with a complete absence of striving, and I believe that this is the case purely because …

God is Good!

Asthma healed…God is Good praise report!

Yesterday I returned to a little shop, in the village where we are currently staying, to say hello to a delightful and beautiful woman I met a year ago.

She had helped my eight year old daughter choose a trinket and a charm bracelet, and had spent many long moments helping my daughter to ponder the purchase with such gracious patience you would have thought that she was helping a person to buy a bracelet of extreme value … and of course, for my daughter, it was a purchase of great value.

I stopped by yesterday as I felt God prompt me to walk past, knowing that she was rostered on to work, and sensing that I may pray for her again.

I had prayed for her a year ago … for her son to be healed of asthma, and a few issues came up as I received a number of words of knowledge.  It was at the end of our holiday last year, and I was looking forward to hearing how she had got on … the encounter a year ago having moved me to tears as I had prayed for her and her family …

I walked into the store and said “hello”, relieved that she remembered who I was.

I could not remember the details of the prayer from the year before, just the intensity of the moment, but she quickly reminded me of a few points, and my memory started to fill in the missing dots…

A year before she shared with me how her son, a little younger than my own, struggled seriously with asthma for many years …

The details quickly returned and I recalled how she had told me that they had had many trips to the hospital … and he had been on asthma medication permanently …

I asked how he was …

She responded saying they had moved about a year ago and that the asthma was always at its worst during the winter months … the months we had just come through … she then continued to confirm that he had been perfectly healthy throughout the winter, healthy enough to come completely off his asthma medication …

It took a moment for me to register what she was telling me but as I did I burst into a smile and said, “so, he has not had any asthma since we prayed for him?”

To which she responded “no”, he had suffered no asthma that winter and was completely off his asthma medication …

I gasped at the significance … I am still astounded …

I did pray again … for her and her family …  God again generously providing me with words of knowledge about her and her family … giving me words of promise and blessing for her and her loved ones … to be released over, upon and within her …

As I said before, I am truly astounded … and yet why should I be?  I love a kind, a generous, a marvellous God …

All I can say, yet again, to the entire encounter is …

God is Good!

How will they know to ask if you do not show them Whose you are?

I was leaving kindy drop off on 15th August when a sweet girl I have spoken of before (click here for story) stopped me and asked for a moment of my time …

It was freezing cold but the look in her eyes told me of the importance of her request and so I stopped and listened.

She started hesitatingly, telling the story of why she was stopping me …

Her daughter had taken an ambulance ride, she said, and so I heard how her young two-year old had collapsed, had a fit and had been rushed by ambulance to hospital.  A scan was done, and an irregularity discovered in her brain … “epilepsy” was announced as the possible diagnosis … and more tests were advised …

My friend was obviously and understandably shaken, and started to sleep with her daughter, frightened she will fit again …

She told me the story … and shared her fears and as she did I knew she was reaching out to me, not as a friend, but because she knew I prayed … because in the recent past she had been healed by a loving God of a chest infection, she had felt His peace as I had prayed and she knew that God was a possible solution … and so she stepped out and asked … without asking, if I would pray …

I did pray. 

I placed my hand on her daughter’s head and commanded any irregularity to leave, for her daughter to be healed of any issues, and I told her of another friend whose daughter had been scanned and irregularities had been found in the nerves of her back … a possible diagnosis of “multiple sclerosis” had been announced … I told her how the daughter still had symptoms, but how further scans had been done, or rather, re-done, and the scan had come back completely “all clear.”  The doctors continue to search for a diagnosis and explanation for the other symptoms presenting, but the original report showing the nerve damage in the spine, was replaced with a further scan report that had come back all clear …

I told my friend this story … nerve damage identified in one scan … prayer … nerve damage all gone in the next scan … I spoke to her of God’s goodness and she shared some further fears and concerns with me … and as she did I offered her Jesus … I offered her an opportunity to ask Him into her heart … but told her to only do so if it was right for her now …

It was … she was ready … it felt right to her …

So, on the nature strip my friend quietly asked Jesus into her heart and for the Holy Spirit to fill her … she felt it … as did I …

The story is short, sweet and simple … it will be sweeter again with a report that all is well with her daughter, but for now, the Kingdom of Heaven has been released … the Kingdom of Peace, Joy, Health, Love … onto her daughter … and onto and into her mum, my friend …

I ask … unless we ask them if we can pray for them, unless we let them know we believe in a good God and believe He will heal and answer our prayers … how will they know to come to us in crisis and seek help from a loving God?

I dare you to show your Christian colours and reveal a good God … reveal a God that cares … about the big and the little … a God that heals… a God that died for all …

Do you dare … ?

If you do both, we and they will see that …

God is Good!

Brokers of Heaven the Harvest is Plentiful – God is Good Praise report

We are all being set up for God encounters … encounters for ourselves, and, as brokers of God, encounters for others.  The  secret to being a broker of His love is really is no secret … it is just to believe that God is good and that He wants to be the solution to a hurting world … in every situation …

We were at a school function and I was standing nearby to someone whose teenage daughter, upon walking into the room looking drained, even haunted.  I instantly felt called to pray … well to at least offer to pray.

I quietly suggested it to her mother.  She agreed, having herself been the recipient of prayer and prophetic words over the last 8 or so months, and so I turned to her daughter and offered to pray. Her daughter agreed.  I gently took the things she was holding and placed them onto a nearby table and I took her hands in mine as I invited the Holy Spirit to come.

She instantly teared up as God came, and I took a moment to listen for what I should pray and release over her. As I did I felt to release Peace, rest … and for energy to flood her body.  She needed the energy then and there so that she could get through a school play performance for the school afternoon.

I prayed accordingly, and then I felt I received a word of knowledge, that she had not been sleeping well and that she had been dealing with night terrors that had been keeping her awake in the night, making her so tired…

She nodded in agreement saying it had been the week before.  So, I again released Peace and felt the gentle prompting of the Holy Spirit to ask her if she wanted to ask Jesus into her heart … into her life…

I explained what I felt, saying there was no pressure, and I asked her if she would like to ask Jesus into her heart…

She did, and so we stood in the noise around us and she quietly asked Jesus into her heart. She got more teary as she felt Him on and in her and I again gently asked if she would like to be filled with the Holy Spirit…that He was the empowering force that would guide her, comfort her, protect her …

She did and so she asked for the Holy Spirit to come and fill her up …

As she did I agreed with her in prayer, telling all the powers of darkness to leave, advising them they were now trespassing, and I commanded them to go… I then asked the Holy Spirit to fill her to overflow.

As we stood and prayed, the strain left her face and she got some colour back. I said we would need to meet to explore what had happened to her, and that I would teach her to go to where God was for her so that she could learn for herself how to access and stay in that place of Peace and as I hugged her, a few more tears dropped …

I left that morning thinking how very good God is.  Here was a stressed, young woman, needing a touch from a loving Father … and God came through and gave her Himself … and He comes with so much including Peace, Joy, Hope, Faith and the full empowerment of the Holy Spirit.

I had been set up to be there at just the right time … what a privilege!

The harvest is all around us … and it is ready.  Will you be one of the harvesters?

If you agree to be, God will set you up to be the broker of a God encounter for others.  A broker of Heaven in your world, in your sphere of influence, because, as Jesus said:

“The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few …” (Matthew 9:37)

I do not believe that living a Christian lifestyle for our own blessing and claiming that a good life is a great witness is enough … it is required of us, but do note, none of us will get it right because we all fall and stuff things up … but if we will all believe who we are or “whose” we are … we can release His Presence on people and then they get to experience for themselves a good God, a God that cares, a God with the answers … a God that won’t stuff it up!

He wants us to step into our destiny of being brokers of Heaven; and, I believe He wants us to, not just for “them”, but for us as well, because as we broker Heaven on earth so we learn to lean into Him, and to therefore listen to Him, and as we incline our ears and our hearts He speaks to us of who we are … and that, I believe, releases our identity and with it our destiny … and who would not want to fulfil their God-given destiny because …

God is Good!

I am only human … thank Goodness God is God and God is Good – Praise report

We we are back in the land of Oz and although the temptation is to get out my little red shoes click my heals and say “there’s no place like … anywhere but home …” I must say I am glad to be home.

We had a wonderful time in the States and although there were many challenges, I thank God for the many wonderful moments with family and the God appointments He set me up for … all opportunities to pour out into another country … His love, His favour, His blessing … and the amazing opportunity to be at my sister’s wedding, to visit Disneyland …to reconnect with special people who hold a special place on our hearts …

So, back now home in Oz … back to the Melbourne Aussie winter …

First week back we had nearly a week of glorious sunshine and the promise of spring was on the winds; however, the morning that I write (Friday 27th July)… the heavens opened and I knew that drop off would be a duck and weave through the local traffic to do the school and kindy (American translation: pre-school) drop off.

I successfully deposited my daughter at school and was standing back while my 5-year-old son hung his kindy bag on his kindy hook and as I stood I saw a mum I had prayed for on Tuesday.

I had seen this mum on Tuesday morning at the gate and when I greeted her I noted that she had no voice  … she was clearly struggling. I had offered to pray, she agreed, and so I had placed my hand on her throat/upper chest and commanded the illness to leave, for her voice to return and for health to flood her body in Jesus name and as I did I recounted the earlier kindy mum healing to her.

The strangest thing was I had the strongest desire to announce, to declare, that her voice would return “tomorrow” (which was Wednesday), but I bit my tongue in fear I was being too bold … that it would seem arrogant, even assuming, not an attitude tolerated in Australia at all …

I went on my way and proceeded to have two of the grouchiest days I have had for a very long time. I struggled for joy, for peace, for my identity … I found out that we had missed my son’s kindy photo day due to our delay in returning home from the States and for me that was the clincher … I was irritated and angry at the delay, the missed memories that would have been hung on our walls, the beautiful shots of the innocent joy that a kindy child seems to radiate with, they are the pictures that I treasure of myself at that age … that I treasure of my daughter and of my son from last year, but now we had missed his last year of kindy photos before school  began…

Regardless of my disappointment, my mounting bad attitude … I was given a God appointment that morning …

The following day, Wednesday, I saw her – voice intact!

She was delighted and said so … Saying “if you could now just fix my sinuses …” to which I said I would pray …

I saw her Friday morning … after the run through the cold wet rain …

I was in a better place after a good night’s sleep … and I asked her about her sinuses. She said they were a little better … so I asked of I could pray for her by placing my hands on them and as I did I recounted a story of a healing of sinuses a few years ago in Sydney, saying that the woman’s sinuses had cleared instantly as I had prayed, as I had laid hands on her …

She agreed to the prayer … and told me how she had been amazed at what had happened to her with the healing of her voice, and that she had told her husband who could only say “…really? … really! … you’re kidding! …”

I laid my finger tips on her cheeks, over her sinuses and as I prayed she closed her eyes and I could see her gently receiving the Presence of the Holy Spirit … she sank or melted gently into Him, her youngest child still in her arms, mums making their way past us with children hanging their bags on hooks, greeting one another as lunch boxes and drink bottles were pulled from bags …

As I felt God say “that’s enough” I finished up “in the name of Jesus” and I said I looked forward to hearing how she got on. I bade my boy goodbye to enjoy another day at kindy …

I am so very human … and I have my tougher days …

Regardless of me, God cares …

God cares, not just for me … but also for the one before me …

Thank God, regardless of me He heals … regardless of me He loves … regardless of me He reaches out … regardless of me He is Good!

And for this I am truly grateful for I do not have to have it all together for Him to reach out to those around me …

… I am only human …

Thank goodness He is not …

Thank Goodness God is God and …

Thank goodness that, regardless of me, …

God is always Good!

Aladdin and prayers of healing

We were in the audience waiting for the start of the Aladdin show at California Adventure Park.  I was sitting next to a Californian woman who turned out to be a Kindy teacher (Prep for Aussies). She shared with me that she was battling skin cancer, due to the fact that she was so fair and had spent so much of her youth uncovered out in the sunshine.

As we waited we chatted about general issues … schooling, kids, Disneyland, and that Australia had a very high rate of skin cancer.

As I spoke I sensed I was to offer to pray, and as the show began I had settled the matter in my own heart that I would offer, and that God would open the way at the conclusion of the show.

The show was amazing … we all enjoyed it immensely and as people stood to leave I turned and explained that I was a Christian. She quickly responded that she was too. I said  “Great… that’s great! I was wondering if I could pray for you, for healing of the cancer. ”

She agreed and I asked her what her name was … she told me and I knew that this was definitely a set up, for she had the same name as mine!

I laughed and said tha God was on this and I told her about the two deaf people I had prayed for recently, and how one had a sister with my name, and the other had a mother with my exact name … I don’t know if she got the connection, but really it did not matter since I had! …. I knew that I had been set up by God to pray …

I placed my hand on her arm and asked the Holy Spirit to come. As the anointing settled I released healing and commanded the spirit of cancer to leave, I released a spirit of forgiveness and prayed for her body to be “on earth as it is in Heaven” (Matthew 6:10) …

I felt that was enough and so I quietly thanked her for allowing me to pray, I took the hand of my excited little five year old boy and walked out of the theatre … on towards more rides … more giggles … more fun with my family.

Where ever we may be God is with us … and we all have the privilege to stop for the one and pray.

What happens to this sweet Kindy teacher I may not know in this life … but I know I was to pray … the coincidence was too clear to ignore and so, as I wandered out with my family I felt a quiet, deep sense of confidence that the prayer was effective … for “powerful and effective are the prayers of a righteous person” (James 5:16) … and because …

God is Good!

Sweetness and Destiny in Disneyland

I was dripping wet, purchasing the photo of our family going down Splash Mountain, having been nominated the front person for the ride.  As I waited for the photo I “heard” the word “sweetness” and I knew it was for the girl serving me at the counter.

In my dripping and bedraggled state I explained that I was a Christian and asked if I could pray for her. I said I felt God wanted me to pray for her and that she had been the first since arriving in the States.

She agreed introducing herself as “M” and I in turn introduced myself

I took her hand and said I felt she was really sweet. In fact, that there was a real sweetness about her, that the word I had “heard” was “sweetness”.

I said I felt that she had been hurt due to that sweetness and I prayed for a healing of those hurts.

I then felt that God wanted her destiny opened and I looked at her, and explained that I felt she had not yet discovered what she really wanted to do, what her passion was, and she agreed and so I declared her destiny open and prophesied that this next season would be a season in which she would find what it was that she was really passionate about, after which I encouraged her that when she found it, which she would in this next season, she should step into it, even though it may take great courage to do so …

I smiled, and thanked her for letting me pray … again saying what a beautiful sweetness she had and that I could see how beautiful and sweet she was, that God made her that way and that it was not a weakness but something lovely … a strength.

She looked and thanked me saying ” you have no idea how much I needed to hear that!”

I smiled wanting very much to give her cuddle and a kiss and explained so … Saying how I could see what a beautiful girl she was … but that I was bedraggled and dripping wet …

I know she needed to hear how she was sweet and that it was ok …

I know that she needed to know that, although she did not know what her passion right now, she would find it soon, and to look for it in this next season of her life.

I know she needed a touch from God because we all do and because He asked me to pray for her in particular, in order for His will to be released on this Earth in her life, and I know this because …

God is Good!

Chicken soup for the soul

Good news warms the heart, so, why do we so willingly repeat bad or sad news?

There was a book, or rather a series of books, that I read over ten years ago called “Chicken Soup for the Soul”. They were lovely books, celebrating the goodness of God … the goodness of people …

I had forgotten about those books, until this Wednesday, when I received a call that warmed my heart … and the idea for the title for this blog started to stir inside me … Yet, it was on Friday, when a dear and beautiful friend landed on my doorstep with a huge pot of chicken soup, that I then knew that the title of this blog had to be “chicken soup for the soul” … I needed to affirm how good news is truly good medicine to the weary, hopeless and sad …

Last Wednesday I received a phone call from my hairdresser. It was out of the blue, but I instantly knew …

She had been trying to get pregnant for some time, and I had prayed for her a number of times, (see “Receiving some sunshine … Releasing some Son-shine“).  To be honest I was a bit puzzled as to why she had not yet got pregnant … didn’t God want to show His love strength and Glory to her?
 
I had been back in the hairdressers just over six weeks ago, getting some “sunshine”, when my hairdresser had again confirmed “not yet…no news” and thanked me for continuing to pray … 
 
I pondered the situation and wondered about His timing with these things as we chatted to one another happily. 
 
Another friend, whose mother has recently died of  breast cancer was coming in to see me, in all my glory :-), at the hairdressers.  She wanted to drop off a birthday gift for my son and while doing so I knew we would catch up and she could share with me how she was travelling … I wondered again about Gods timing …
 
This friend had also struggled to get pregnant and had miscarried a baby.  I, with others, had prayed for her, and she had conceived her second little bundle soon after.  This second little bundle was only a few months old at the time of visiting me about six weeks ago … “Coincidence?” 
 
H came, full of news of things she had been doing and shared how she had been coping with the recent death of her mother. It was a bitter-sweet conversation. Both of us tearing up a few times, but she shared how her family had rallied and how her faith in God and His goodness had carried her through thus far … 
 
As we spoke I queried God and felt  a “yes” come … she was to pray for B – it was time for her to start to see God’s vindication come to pass through her and so I shared what my hairdresser B had been walking through.  She readily agreed to pray. 
 
I shared my “idea” with B and she said she was also happy and so the two disappeared out the back …
 
On their return I said to H, my friend, and B, my hairdresser, that it would be just like God to activate H in her healing ministry and to see B get pregnant in the next cycle … Straight after H prayed … vindication, blessings … His goodness and grace revealed to two beautiful girls at once …
 
Well … good news is chicken soup to the soul … B rang last week and breathlessly said over the phone that she was six weeks pregnant, she said that our prayers had been answered, that she had called up to tell me, and to let H know too … She said that it HAD been straight after my friend H had prayed … God had started His vindication on H’s behalf and the payback had begun … And my beautiful friends both were to taste and see that God is good …
 
We pray … God takes vengeance on the enemy … He vindicates…
 
Give it away …
 
Give away the victory you have won … the victory you need to see … either way give it away and give Jesus His just reward … God will have vengeance (Romans 12:19) and we will see a 7-fold-return on all that has been stolen (Proverbs 6:31 and Psalm 79:12) … If we will just step out and give it away …
 
I believe H will also see breast cancers flee, amongst other miracles … as she steps out and prays for the sick … 
 
The testimony of Jesus is the Spirit of Prophecy (Rev 19:10). The good news of the gospel … the good news of the Kingdom of Heaven is chicken soup for the soul … Filling, comforting, healing …
 
So, I encourage you, ask yourself:
 
Where do I need break through?
Where have I been victorious?
Where has there been defeat in my life?
Where do I still need break through?
 
Wherever it is … give it away, let God vindicate, release His vengeance on the enemy by releasing His Kingdom through your prayers for others, and you will see the seven fold return come … and as you do celebrate every victory you see whether it is your own or another’s and watch how the Spirit of the Lord comes to invade your life and fulfil your words, your prayers, your petitions, your requests …
 
Share your stories and let them become chicken soup for the soul for those that need the break through, that need the encouragement, that need hope …
 
And through the sharing of His Goodness, through the sharing of acts of kindness and love mixed with the splendour of a good God we will continue to see that …
 
God is Good.