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!

Fragrance, colour and freedom…God is Good!

On my husband’s birthday my son and I decided to pop into his work and have a coffee with him.

We found a table at a local coffee shop.  It was a café that we had been to many times before, and I had always felt comfortable there, but this time, as I sat down I felt uneasy. 

I sat and as I waited for our orders to be taken I could smell a strong nauseating smell, a smell that was overpowering and made me want to leave … it was the same smell as someone who I know quite well that suffers from a mental illness … I pondered the smell and looked at the girl next to me and wondered whether she too was struggling with some form of mental illness.

We placed our order, and the two girls at the table next to us left to go upstairs.

There was still a “cloud” or a “heaviness” in the atmosphere … and I looked at the two girls serving, usually joyful … and thought that the girl making coffees looked “grey” … she lacked colour … and the other one swore angrily as she hit her head … a four lettered expletive came out of her mouth in front of my son and I flinched …

I felt grouchy and thought why did I bother and I went upstairs to the bathroom, having a chat to God on the way …

I sensed that He was showing me something, but I did not particularly want to offer to pray … to be quite honest, I just wanted to leave.

We finished up and my husband paid, leaving the shop to adjust my son’s car seat as I waited for my son to finish his snack.

As I did, the girls started to chat to me … and I thought “what the heck” and so I said “I want to pray for you both” …

They said “oh no, you have already paid” …

To which I responded “No … I want to pray for you both … can I pray a blessing for you both?”

They both agreed and so I leant over the counter and took the coffee makers hand and I stretched out and took the other girls hand … they told me their names and I began to pray …

For the coffee maker I prayed favour, I released colour and joy and hope, and I declared her destiny open … she visibly changed colour … her complexion suddenly filling with colour …

I then turned to the other girl and looked at her and I said to her that I felt things had been tough, but that the past was the past but that it was a new day … that the door on the past was closed and I declared her future open … I declared in “new beginnings” …

They both gasped … presumably because it was accurate … and I think that they realised that God had been released in their midst …

The second girl looked at me and said “wait, please wait …will you please do that for the girl upstairs?”

I said “sure but I have to check on my son” …

M had run out of the shop and on checking he was ok and seeing his was with my husband I shouted out what I was doing and disappeared back into the coffee shop …

I went upstairs and the second girl quickly explained in a very excited manner what I had done, how I had said stuff about her past, and that the door to the past was shut … and she said you have to get her to pray for you …

The girl looked at me and agreed.

I asked her name … noting that the strong smell around her had gone and I recognised that the smell had been a sign, a “word of knowledge” which had come in the form of smell, and I knew then, for sure, that I had been set up by God to release freedom upon this girl…

I asked if I could place my hand on her and I prayed … I said to her gently that I sensed she had been sad … very sad and she agreed.

I then said that I sensed that it had gotten so bad that it was now “clinical” … and she agreed … and so I prayed freedom, I told the depression to leave, and I released the joy of the Lord over her … I released peace and then I sensed or rather I “saw” in my mind’s eye an arrow shooting through the darkness and I felt that she had a great gift that had been turned against her and that it had gone bad for her … she needed God to show her how to walk into her gifts and in doing so she would be freed.

I explained that I felt she had a great gift, a gift of insight, that she knew things about people clearly and that she would be precise in her discernment, but that it had been misunderstood, and it had caused her to spiral down into depression … I said it was “time” … time for her to sit in her Daddy’s lap, in God’s lap and be loved and to, from that place, explore what her gift was …

All the while through she nodded in agreement …

I finished praying what I felt led to pray and I gently kissed her on the head, releasing the blessing of the Father upon her, and I told her that it was time for joy, great joy, that I saw her happy, joyfully skipping, dancing running down the street and that that was who she was created to be.

I gave her my number and told her the suburb where I lived … it was not far from her place … and I mentioned to her that we held our nights where she could safely come and sit in the lap of her Father God and learn what her true identity was … a much beloved daughter of the Most High God …

She said she would come … but that this next time she would be inSydney…

I left her, wishing her well … her smiling gently with hope on her horizon that she was not destined for the hopelessness she had been plagued with …

I went downstairs and said thanks to the two girls … saying what an amazing girl the girl upstairs was …

And the two girls stood and stared … the one behind the counter smiling broadly and the other saying earnestly …

“what can we give you … let us give you something … can we give you money … are you in ministry … we must give you something to say thankyou ..”

I looked at her and kissed her on the cheek and just said … “no you cannot give me anything, I am not in full-time ministry, just believe that God loves you and that will be payment enough”

She objected saying “but it was amazing … I felt it … “ and the girl behind the counter was saying “I never felt anything like that … the heat that came on me…”

I smiled and said “you felt the Holy Spirit …”  I said to them both “this is normal Christianity … you too can have a life like this if you believe … this is what Christianity looks and feels like … I am a normal Christian with a powerful God that loves you “ and I told them about our nights and left wishing them well.

I realised that the emotions I was feeling when I first walked in were not my own …the smell was not that girl’s smell … the heaviness was not my own … but it was all an invitation from God to pray for three girls needing a Father’s blessing, needing an encounter with a loving God … they needed to know they were loved …

I am glad I stopped, and had not run … I had nearly missed it …

The entire encounter was so rewarding … leaving them embraced in the afterglow of having been loved and held and kissed by a loving God …

I was in awe of the fact that God would use me … me so to impact them so powerfully and I was reminded that I must just step out … He does the rest …

I cannot concoct the power … I cannot heal the depression … I cannot change destinies … I cannot fix even a head ache … not without Panadol …

But, I can stop, I can offer to pray … I can release heaven and reveal His goodness … I can then step out of the way and let God do the rest … the rest is His job, and He does His job so very well, the rest is marvellous because …

God is Good!

Blessing a business…blessing negotiations…God’s will be done because God IS Good!

I was scooting in the morning sunshine with my little boy, on my way to meet a beautiful friend for an impromptu quick coffee.

As I went I felt God nudge me with the idea that I was to pray for the business, for the coffee shop, and bless it … I noted the “nudge” and went on my way …

My friend has set her heart to live a naturally supernatural life (see link for one of her stories), and so we had a thoroughly good time telling each other about what God had been doing in our lives, in other’s lives through us, in others we knew … telling each other testimonies that encouraged immensely …

The quick catch up was over and I went to pay.  As I did I asked the man at the register whether he was the owner and whether I could pray and bless the business.  He agreed to prayer, even though,  as he told me, the business had been blessed when it was opened, since he was a Christian.

I was delighted to hear he was a Christian and I told him what I had felt God say to me as I had scootered to his shop.  I took his hand and invited the Holy Spirit to come … and as He came I felt the anointing and started to get words “pop” into my head …

I sensed the word “decisions” and so I asked whether he had to make some decisions to make … he did …

I then heard “negotiations” and asked if it he was in the middle of negotiations … he nodded …

I then asked whether it was around the lease hold since I had heard the word “lease”… it was …

And so with the topic of prayer established, and sensing “M’s” faith rising, I smiled and told him that I felt that this was the issue that God had wanted dealt with, the lease hold negotiations, and that this was what I was to pray about … and so I did …

I declared favour, favourable outcomes, blessings on the negotiations … favour in the deal … favour for the owner “M” and divine wisdom in the name of Jesus … I then prayed cancellation of debt, favour over the business and favour over M, calling forth favour with God and favour with mankind … all the while M looked at me in surprise …

I quickly finished up and smiled saying that God often had me stop to pray for businesses, and that they were indeed blessed after being prayed for.  I also mentioned that it was clearly the lease hold issue that He had wanted me to deal with  and I said that I looked forward to hearing how it all went …

I waved goodbye, leaving the store with my son and my scooter, full of encouragement and revelling with the delight of seeing and experiencing yet another example of how very good God is …

I will post the outcome when I find out, for I often have coffee there …

I know the outcome will be good, because God’s will had been released over the situation … God wanted a favourable  outcome for the negotiations … if He didn’t why would He have told me to stop and  pray and then given me the words of knowledge around the very issue of concern in M’s life?

This was easy … it was on my way … it was natural … and it was fun  …  it took no more than a few minutes of my day to stop, pray and release the favour and blessing of God to others …

We have a good God. 

We serve a kind God. 

We know a God that cares about the outcome of things … like lease hold negotiations …

We have a God that cares about blessing, favour, healing, salvation, restitution, restoration, abundance and love …

He cares about us … and those we do life with … as we go!

We have a God that loves us, but also wants to get out of us and into the world … will you let Him out?

Join me, and allow the world to see that …

God is Good!

Finding the Father’s heart…finding freedom, finding treasure…God is Good! praise report

There is something happening across our church at the moment … lost things, things that have been searched for, things missed and thought lost … are being found … in very bizarre places and in very bizarre ways!

This is wonderful and marvelous, and the stories are awe-inspiring … but I believe God is doing something deeper than just “getting our stuff back” for us because he loves us … I believe He is revealing His heart … His heart for the lost … His heart for lost treasures and I sense that as He calls us to go deep in Him, and as we find our freedom in Him to be all we are created to be, as we discover our identity, He is also asking us to feel His heart beat, to feel His heart and to step out into a lost and dark world and bring light … to help bring the treasures home …

About eight months ago I bought my seven-year-old daughter a small necklace from Swarovski.  It was a necklace with a little crystal pink heart on it, with a little butterfly to the side. She declared it was God’s heart for her … God’s heart of healing … and the butterfly was her freedom in Him. It was a precious gift that she held dear.

Not long after, she lost the necklace – she had worn it only a few times, and to lose something this precious to her was not in character at all … it had just “vanished”

We searched everywhere for it. We checked her luggage, where it was meant to be, we checked her room and eventually, after searching for it and praying for its return, we decided it was well and truly lost. She wept, realising something precious was gone …

On the final day of summer holidays, I resolved to replace this pendent … I don’t know why, but I just felt it was ok for her to have another and so we popped into the store from where it had been bought and found they still had stock …

I stood at the counter with the box in my hand and hesitated, checking with God about the purchase.  As I did I “saw” the boxes that my daughter has from the store – she has bought many little crystal trinkets  from there, and I felt he wanted us to return home first, to look in all the Swarovski boxes she had.  I asked the pendant to be held for 24 hours so we could go home and do as God had prompted … feeling a bit foolish, but figuring we had nothing to lose in being obedient.

We left the store and I explained all this to my daughter … She had no objections, having seen God return many of her most precious items time and time (see her blog God is Good for Kids for a few stories).

We went to the movies that afternoon, after which we returned home and I encouraged her to go and do the search. She went to her bedroom and took out all her Swarovski boxes and bags. I gave her some time to complete the task and then looked in to see how she had got on – no necklace.

I still felt the urge to check, the job was not finished … it was such a strong feeling by this stage that I sat on the bed with her and systematically went through each and every box, large and small, emptying each of its foam contents to check completely.

I then checked each box’s label, to see if we had found the pendant’s box … and I noted that it was not in the pile … this was strange since she is such an organised little poppet and keeps all of the boxes and warranties in one place.

I looked and said “we need to find the pendant’s box to be sure.”

She looked at me and said that she had found everything.

I insisted we look for the box feeling certain I had to check everywhere before giving in to defeat … each and every little blue box I could find needed to be opened and checked …

I opened the cupboard door and put my hand behind a wooden box on a shelf and found one more box behind some bits and pieces.

I showed her and quickly checked the label – it was the pendant’s box. 

Now I must admit … I have experienced lost items being found (see the missing plate story which saved us $400) but I still had my doubts …

I opened the box, and lifted the velvet flap … barely daring to believe, and, as I lifted the insert, sure enough there, shining in the sunlight drifting through the window was a little pink heart and butterfly, perfectly placed into the box like new … the chain laced through the foam insert perfectly, as if it were freshly bought and carefully placed …

She gasped and laughed and said “I can hardly believe it” … we thanked Jesus and over and over she said “that is amazing, that is so amazing … it was lost and now it is found…” (Yes …  from the mouths of babes!).

This is not an isolated story – similar stories are happening right across our church … and it is no coincidence that these “finds” are occurring …

In this instance, we had lost God’s heart and His gift of freedom … but with a search, with seeking … it was found …

Jesus says … I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly (John 10:10 NKJV).

What is precious was lost, but now is found … returned to its rightful owner, returned to its rightful place … see Luke 15

I believe this is just one of the many such stories that are indicating to us that it is time for:

What was lost being found …

The Lord says: I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the LORD, the God of Israel, who summons you by name. (Isaiah 45:3 NIV)

What was lost is now found … what was lost will be found …

It’s time to hear the heartbeat of God … the heartbeat of freedom …

The lost will be found … the harvest is plentiful …

It is time for those precious and lost to be found for it is time for the harvest..

Then he said to his disciples, “The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.” (Matthew 9:37 NIV)

He is calling us to a search … he wants to give us His treasures, people hidden in darkness … He is calling them home to Himself, home to His heart of love … home to their freedom for… what is lost will be found because …

God is Good!

It’s time for the Army of God to rise forth because…God is Good!

Here are two stories that I received by e-mail on Tuesday (24th January 2012), that challenge us all … to step up and out …

These stories demonstrate that we can all do this walk with God in radical obedience and touch people’s lives dramatically “as we go”  … where ever we are … by stopping and listening and acting …

They will challenge the “mature of faith” to step up into it and encourage “the new” to give it a go …

These stories are from a new friend who, with her husband and family, have quickly embedded themselves deep into my family’s hearts … they, as a family, have been deeply impacted by God, especially in the last week or two, and are now stepping out in radical obedience as they listen to God’s heart and His promptings…

My friend writes:

So many amazing things have been happening for me I have to share a few with you.

I went to church 2 weeks ago at OLA, I saw a lady that I knew a long time ago. She looked very unwell, was in a wheel chair and had lost her hair. I felt so strongly I needed to pray for her, so I did. While I was praying I got messages to tell her, I so wanted to approach her and tell her so many things but I could not find the courage. Two weeks passed and it has been on my mind everyday, I have prayed for her and have still felt strongly I needed to speak with her.

Yesterday I downloaded music (Isi de Gersigny) “You are Beautiful”,  I followed what I was being told to do and just went with it. I got in the car and drove to her house which is so very very strange as I did not have the address but I found her. I knew that she lived around P… Street, E Street, maybe S Street but had no house number.  God took me to her home. I didn’t even ring the door bell I just stood there and her husband opened the door and invited me in. He said he remembered me and sees me at church which I was surprised.

He turned the  tv off and together the 3 of us sat and prayed. I told her what I needed to tell her, she wept and her husband told me what I said was exactly how he felt towards his wife. That she is beautiful, an angel in the eyes of God. He put the cd on and she held my hands as the tears flowed.

I left feeling like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, her husband thanked me for coming, I felt no embarrassment just peace.

Later the same night R and i went to the supermarket.  While collecting the groceries I saw in the corner of my eye a lady shop lifting. I questioned why did God just allow me to see that, what am I supposed to do with that information. I wandered through the supermarket asking for guidance, asking God to help me make the right decision.

Going through the register this same lady was in front of me, she was very thin and had the appearance and energy of someone who was struggling with life. Her grocery items came to a total of around $75, she opened her wallet to pay. I stepped forward (R was thinking what are you doing D, but did not say a word). I looked at the lady and said “i do not want you to get in trouble, but I saw what you did”. I asked her to return the goods onto the counter and i would pay for her shopping. She reached into her top and pulled out the stolen item (a big block of cheese). Her eyes filled up as she told me it was survival that made her do it and that she didn’t really want to and felt terrible. I paid  for her shopping. We then stepped to the side and held hands and prayed, she looked me in the eyes and said you have my word I will never ever ever do that again. She raised her arms in the air and wept as God touched her heart. Rick and I left the supermarket, got in the car and felt that “too drunk to drive feeling”.   We sat quietly and thanked the Lord for creating the unspoken mutual understanding that R and I both have that will allow us to step forward and help others knowing that I have R’s full support and vice versa that he has mine.

Thank you for giving me the strength to follow my heart.

Love D

I think that these two stories say it all …

It’s time for the Army of God to rise forth … It’s time for the goodness of God to be revealed … Its time for us all that believe to enter into the fullness of our destiny as laid down lovers of a good God …

It’s time to walk as a fully authorised Bride of Christ, where ever we go, what ever we do, because …

God IS Good!

Blessing businesses on holiday and a Praise Report … for God IS Good!

I am currently away at a beautiful sea-side town in Victoria, Australia (yes I am blessed!) and went wandering through some local shops with a friend yesterday.  We wandered into a local home wares store and as I passed by the counter I noticed what a beautiful looking girl was behind the counter.  I greeted her but she did not look up  … I tried again, as I purchased some soap as a gift, and she glanced at me briefly, … and, as I stood, I felt that I needed to offer to pray.

There were a few people waiting to be served, so I stood watching, knowing I was not to leave until I had prayed and so I suggested to my friend that she go on ahead and I would catch up …

I went back to the counter and, laughing, explained I was a Christian and asked if I could pray for her.  She said yes, engaging me much more directly, I asked her name, I told her mine and invited the Holy Spirit to come and glanced around the shop.  As I did so I felt God indicate that there was something about a contract or lease that was going on and so I asked her about it …

Se looked at me in astonishment and said “yes” asking me how I knew and I responded that He (God – and motioned upwards with my head as I laughed) told me … and so I prayed for favour … favour for the business, favour for the family business structure behind the business (and I asked for the name of the family business), favour for the family, favour regarding the contractual negotiations, favour regarding the lease hold, and lastly favour for her … a double portion …

As I prayed for this beautiful girl I sensed God indicate that she had deeply buried dreams in her heart, and it was time for them to be brought to the surface, and so, I prayed for this girl …I called forth her dreams and declared her destiny open in the name of Jesus, open doors to her future and favour … more favour …

I left after briefly telling a few testimonies of other businesses that had been prayed for in the area and in North Queensland, and how they had been blessed by God since … I said to her to watch for the favour to flow, I thanked her for allowing me to pray and left with her smiling and looking at me square in the eyes …

We later walked through another shop, one of my favourites in the area.  It had a lovely atmosphere and as I wandered and chatted to the owner, I noticed a wooden crucifix over the desk where the owner sat. I instantly asked “are you a Christian?” and she responded with a smile and a “why yes I am, are you?” I answered in the affirmative and said the shop had such a lovely feel to it and asked if I could pray for her.  She responded “absolutely, yes” and so I took her hands in mine and prayed blessing and favour on her business.  As I did I sensed that times had not been tough and said so I said what I felt I was hearing … she agreed … I then said “in fact times have been good” and she agreed again and so I prayed greater blessing, for more favour, for an abundance of favour, blessing prosperity, declaring that since our God was abundant let there be an abundance in her life … a greater prosperity in all things good.

She looked at me and said “I felt that!”

So, I asked “what did you feel?”

She replied, “I felt that go right up my arms” and she thanked me…

As we chatted some more in light of a place or thing having a lovely atmosphere I told her the story of the beanie knitted with love – how we had bought a beanie a while ago down the street and it felt like it had been knitted with love … and how it so turned out it had been … knitted with love by a lovely Christian woman who wept as I prayed for her … as she felt God’s love flood her body …

I said she could read about it on a blog … and she excitedly said “do you blog?” I said “yes” and gave her the details …

As she wrote them down I told her how God’s Presence had come so strongly in the second-hand book shop that I had not wanted to move and the Christian woman I had prayed for had wept as I declared God’s favour and blessing on the sale of her beloved business and leasehold …

I said I never found out what happened to the end if the story …

She told me she knew the end of the story …

She said that the woman had sold her business and lease hold, instead of just walking away from it … the story had turned out well, for the woman in question was living near her other little second-hand book shop, in a nearby town and was living a very happy life indeed …

I was delighted … I felt so blessed … I had got to pray for a beautiful woman of God, and she in turn was able to share how a prayer story (one that had intimidated me) had turned out and how God’s goodness had yet again shone through a supposedly desperate and hopeless situation …

I left full of joy, having given this woman the blog details with her excitedly (or so it seemed to me) planning to read more stories of God’s goodness because she knows, as well as I know, that…

God is good!

God cares about the little things…luscious locks and cuddles from God

Apologies to those that have read this … I posted it, but it did not get emailed out properly.  There has been such a lovely response to the story, and I think it reflects God’s heart so well, that I thought it a shame not to make sure it got emailed out … so the story is …

As mentioned in an earlier blog, I was at the hairdressers a couple of weeks ago (Saturday 5th November 2011).  While there a young girl was washing my hair and she was bemoaning the fact that her hair would not grow beyond her shoulders.  As she washed my hair I decided to pray for her, God had just turned up very powerfully for another girl at the salon (see the “Sunshine/Son-shine story”) and I thought, well, God cares about the little things too!

I offered to pray as she rinsed my hair and she readily agreed, saying what a lovely idea it was …

After she had finished the washing I sat up, told her that God cares about the little things, and that if it matters to us it matters to Him, including hair.  I then asked for her hand and I prayed for long luscious locks, past her shoulders and down her back.  As I did I “saw” a picture of her sitting on a bed, holding her legs in her arms, sitting up near the pillow end of the bed.  The bed ran along the wall and on the same wall, above the bed, there was a window … It was as though I had looked in on her in her room from the doorway and I “saw” her there.

I asked her if her room was configured this way and she said “yes.”  I told her that I saw her sitting on her bed, and I said to her that I felt that God was waiting for her to receive a cuddle from Him.  I said to her that I felt He was saying that, although she felt she was too big to come to Him, she indeed was not and that she would always be “His little girl” in whom He delighted … that she was not too big to come … that she could come to Him at any time she pleased, to receive a “Daddy” cuddle, sit on his lap, and “snuggle”. 

I said to her that I felt that there would come a time soon when she would remember these words of love and I encouraged her that when she did so that she take the time to climb onto her bed, tuck her legs into her arms and ask God to come, and He would … and when He did He would encase her in His love and she would feel it in a very real and tangible way …

She looked delighted, teared up and said she would do so …

I sat and had my hair dried and contemplated the salon visit … one girl wanted a baby and needed hormone rebalancing, and one girl wanted hair that would grow below her shoulders.  Some might say that one was far more deserving than another, but I think that God cares about it all …luscious locks and babies … and through both encounters I believe that each girl will discover a Daddy that loves her, cares about her, and that the little things, that matter to her, matter to Him because …

God is Good!

God cares about the little things…luscious locks and cuddles from God

As mentioned in an earlier blog, I was at the hairdressers a couple of weeks ago (Saturday 5th November 2011).  While there a young girl was washing my hair and she was bemoaning the fact that her hair would not grow beyond her shoulders.  As she washed my hair I decided to pray for her, God had just turned up very powerfully for another girl at the salon (see the “Sunshine/Son-shine story”) and I thought, well, God cares about the little things too!

I offered to pray as she rinsed my hair and she readily agreed, saying what a lovely idea it was …

After she had finished the washing I sat up, told her that God cares about the little things, and that if it matters to us it matters to Him, including hair.  I then asked for her hand and I prayed for long luscious locks, past her shoulders and down her back.  As I did I “saw” a picture of her sitting on a bed, holding her legs in her arms, sitting up near the pillow end of the bed.  The bed ran along the wall and on the same wall, above the bed, there was a window … It was as though I had looked in on her in her room from the doorway and I “saw” her there.

I asked her if her room was configured this way and she said “yes.”  I told her that I saw her sitting on her bed, and I said to her that I felt that God was waiting for her to receive a cuddle from Him.  I said to her that I felt He was saying that, although she felt she was too big to come to Him, she indeed was not and that she would always be “His little girl” in whom He delighted … that she was not too big to come … that she could come to Him at any time she pleased, to receive a “Daddy” cuddle, sit on his lap, and “snuggle”. 

I said to her that I felt that there would come a time soon when she would remember these words of love and I encouraged her that when she did so that she take the time to climb onto her bed, tuck her legs into her arms and ask God to come, and He would … and when He did He would encase her in His love and she would feel it in a very real and tangible way …

She looked delighted, teared up and said she would do so …

I sat and had my hair dried and contemplated the salon visit … one girl wanted a baby and needed hormone rebalancing, and one girl wanted hair that would grow below her shoulders.  Some might say that one was far more deserving than another, but I think that God cares about it all …luscious locks and babies … and through both encounters I believe that each girl will discover a Daddy that loves her, cares about her, and that the little things, that matter to her, matter to Him because …

God is Good!

She was called to be artistic, and salvation was hers in Christ Jesus …

Last Friday night felt very much like the end of something … it felt like the end of term, even though it was only a mid-term break for our 8 year old’s school.  With that feeling, I had the sense that we were to have dinner out … I was quite happy to have it at home, but there was this feeling that we were to eat out and it felt like a place down on the beach, close to where we live.

I called my husband and he agreed so we booked a table as the heavens opened and the torrential rains came …

We ran into the establishment through the rain and there was a beautiful young blond girl who met us at the door.  I laughed at my dishevelled look, and mentioned to the girl that we had left a message.  She replied that the storm had stopped all calls coming in and out and that she had not received the messages … she was stressed.  I motioned to the storm outside and mentioned my dishevelled look, laughing at the fizz and curls, she readily agreed saying she had stood under the hand dryer for ages, trying to dry her hair into some semblance of order … I told her she looked absolutely gorgeous (she really did) and she seemed to relax somewhat, smiling as she got us our menus and glasses of water … and laughing as our 4-year-old said something funny …

As we talked and laughed as a family, I sensed that God had a word for someone, and as I questioned it I sensed that it was for the beautiful girl who had first served us.  I got the serviette, found a pen and started to write the word I got.  It included that she had a gift for making people comfortable, but that was not all she was created for, it said that God wanted her comfortable too … for He loved her and created her for greatness …

I sensed she was artistic in what she did, that she needed to step into her destiny and it had something to do with being artistic, and I thought “oh no not a destiny word” and felt somewhat intimidated about stepping out and prophesying it … what if I got it all wrong about her?  

We ate out meals and as we were about to leave I saw where she was in the room and went over to her with my serviette. 

I explained that I was  a Christian and that sometimes I felt  got “words” from God for people, and I asked her if I could share what I felt I had heard about her …

She agreed and so I started to read …

As I read she nodded, and then I got to the destiny bit and I took a deep breath and said that the next bit frightened me a bit to say, but that I would read it and she could tell me what she felt about it … I then went on to say I felt she was artistic and that it was time for her to step out into what she was called to do … she was artistic and creative … I stopped and asked her whether any of it made sense to her and tears were in her eyes …

She went on to explain that her entire family were artistic, but she had never seen herself that way … but that she hated what she was doing, and was considering stepping out and doing interior design … and as she spoke I looked at her and said what came to me, as a knowing filled me for her and her circumstances …

I said to her, “you have been comparing yourself to your family.  You think you do not measure up.  You think you are not artistic, because of how remarkable they are, but oh, you are artistic, you were created to be artistic, you were created for greatness and I sense that God is saying no more comparison, no more comparing yourself to others, for you are created as an original and you were created to shine …” and the word went on and on about her God-given artistic ability and that the pathway was before her that she just needed to step out into with courage …

As I spoke into her destiny, tears filled her eyes … I then asked if I could pray for her, quickly telling her the testimony of an open destiny for one of my friend’s husbands (see below for links to testimonies) and she said “yes” and so I prayed and declared her destiny open, I rebuked the lies of doubt, closed the past and released her into the fullness of who she was called to be … and the tears glistened as she dabbed at her eyes, and her eyes locked onto mine, with me trusting that she would see only God, not me, and hear the truth of all I was declaring over her  …

I then sensed God say to ask her if she wanted to ask Jesus into her heart … so I did …

She said she had been raised a Catholic.  I said, “you have never asked Him into your heart have you?” … she hadn’t and wanted to and so I led her in a very simple prayer of salvation.  She then asked Holy Spirit to fill her up.  I asked if I could hug her, and as she nodded, I wrapped my arms around her and exclaimed how incredibly special she truly was …

I then felt Holy Spirit say … “that’s it” so I said my goodbyes looking back at her as she stood in the dining room …

I wanted to fix it all for her, be her encourager, be there for her in the journey, but my part, for now, was over … it was the end of something, it was the end of the lies of deception that she had believed for so long, and it was the beginning of something new and amazing …

I saw a beautiful young girl full of promise, touched and filled by a great God, a loving God, an all-knowing God, a God who wanted her to see herself the way that He saw her … she had been touched by a God that loved her so very much that He sent us down there as a family to have dinner so He could let her know the truth about herself, so she could be released into a destiny she was born for because …

God is good!

Links:

First time declaring destiny open: http://godisgoodstories.com/2010/11/11/declaring-destinies-%e2%80%a6-last-month%e2%80%99s-prayer-is-an-open-door-into-a-family-and-their-destiny-%e2%80%93-wednesday-10th-november-2010/ 

And for associated praise report: http://godisgoodstories.com/2010/11/18/door-to-destiny-opens-%e2%80%a6-answer-to-prayer-%e2%80%a6-and-inviting-god-to-%e2%80%9cdo-again%e2%80%9d-and-%e2%80%9cagain%e2%80%9d-monday-15th-and-wednesday-17th-november-2010/)

It was time for a full alignment – praying for wholeness in Coles

This afternoon I walked into my local supermarket to purchase some nappies and shampoo (ie: mundane, everyday stuff) and was handed a basket by a woman.  I smiled at her and said “thank you” as I popped a loaf of bread into the basket and took the handles from her … I then asked how she was and she said “do you really want to know?” and I looked at her and said “you are feeling pretty “sh!! Aren’t you?” (I know, I used a swear word, sorry to those of you that do not condone such, but I believe that sometimes we need to relate to the world, without being worldly, and, in any case, sometimes there just, is not a better word).

She replied … “well I am still vertical” … and so I offered to pray for her …

I placed my hand on her upper arm, just below her shoulder and invited the Holy Spirit to come.  The anointing came strongly and swiftly.  I stopped and listened for what to pray and then prayed for “joy and peace”, she needed so much joy, and I said to my daughter to pray too, since she carries joy.  I said to Lyn “a wholeness is coming, there is an alignment coming, there is a misalignment, but an alignment is coming, a wholeness is on its way” and so I prayed and declared a release of wholeness and thanked God for the alignment with the Kingdom of Heaven and I again prayed for joy, for peace and for wholeness for this tired and weary woman called Lyn.

She asked me if I was “spiritual” and I replied that I was a Bible believing Christian.  I said I had learnt how to listen to God and pray what He told me to pray, and that such prayers worked … and I said to her that wholeness was coming and an alignment was coming for there had been a misalignment …

She responded that it was her nervous system … and then went on to say her husband had left her for another woman about a year ago, that it was the second time …

I could see she was shattered …

I started to walk away and felt to ask if she had forgiven him (not an easy question to ask) … and she replied so very honestly that she had not forgiven him … that she hated him, but loved him … I said I understood what she meant, and relayed a story of betrayal in my own life … not of such magnitude, but one that had taken me time none-the-less …

I said to her, with the forgiveness would come the wholeness … that she would very soon find all of a sudden that she could forgive him … I explained that forgiveness did not mean she had to trust him, like him, or agree with what he had done, but that the forgiveness would release her because the unforgiveness was hurting her …

She said she had been to a few psychics and they had all said he would come back within a year, that it was a year.  One had asked her whether she really want him back … Good question I thought.  I did not verbalise my thoughts, but instead said that true release would come through an acceptance of Jesus Christ and that it would happen … and as I walked away to collect my purchases I said I would give her my number if she wanted more prayer, for she had certainly felt the presence of God when I had prayed …

I collected and paid for the nappies and shampoo.  I gave her my number and wrote the name of a local church with the first names of the pastors that I knew …

I left saying “goodbye” and wished her the best and as I looked at her, I felt she actually looked a little better …perhaps it was my imagination, perhaps it was not just my imagination, regardless, she had received a taste of Heaven on Earth, I had prayed, she had felt the anointing, I had given her a cuddle, and reached out with my number … there was little else I could do in the natural, the rest is now up to God, and the rest will be good, because …

God is Good!