I have been trying to go to sleep, but it evades me…so, I will write.
Many will not understand these things, but I am hoping that there is a remnant who will. I won’t take the time to look up all the Scriptures to support or reference the things I am about to share, folks can easily do that on their own. I simply desire to give all the Glory to God for so many wondrous things He has done in my life. I come from a time in which I have been blessed and honored to partake in some things that I rarely find preached and taught in many popular mega-churches nowadays. It grieves my spirit. I am very grateful to the Lord that I have participated in two great outpourings of His Spirit in my lifetime. The first was in the 70’s when folks, hippies, ‘turned off drugs and turned onto Jesus’. LOL! The second occurred in the 90’s which began in a little church in Toronto. The labor pains are coming closer together so I am expecting another very soon. In fact, I believe it has already begun.
I have seen tremendous miracles, visions, and prophecies unfold. I watch what is occurring in Israel for any student of prophecy knows to do so. Many are returning there as was foretold in God’s Word thousands of years ago. I am waiting to see the temple rebuilt for the third time. When such occurs, know that the time is short. They already have all the items that will go into that temple. It has to be rebuilt before the anti-Christ appears on the scene and is revealed.
For whatever reason, the gifts of the Spirit are not evident to the masses in this desert time…but they shall be soon. I will share a few things I have witnessed, but much greater things lie ahead. We know that He has foretold that folks will have dreams and visions, especially in the last days. Do not be frightened by such, for it is the Glory of God that shall be revealed. I cannot convey the ‘excitement’ I feel for that which is to come.
I have shared in a limited fashion, more so in my book, of how each of my children came about through prophecy or the Word of Knowledge. My eldest was foretold three years in advance of his birth when doctors told me I was unable to have children during a seven year period of barrenness. My second was named after Psalm 23 months before he was born. God was letting me know in advance that he would be taken Home. My third God let me know within the first two months after he was conceived that he would surpass his brothers in worldly success. My fourth, my daughter, I had written her name in the cement at my house ten years before she was born knowing one day she would exist. All these things have come to pass because God is great and He always tells his children what will occur before it comes to pass, even if we do not understand what we are being told at the time. Again, there are scriptures to back up all of these things. This is all part of my personal testimony given to me by God to sustain me in my darkest hours and times of disbelief. Not even I can deny such things.
What we identify as ‘miracles’ are not miracles to God. We perceive them as such, but they are simply part of Who God is.
In the 70’s, great miracles did occur. Though I personally did not witness this, I had very close friends who did. There was a young girl who had been born with one leg much shorter than the other. In front of approximately two thousand people, this little girl was brought up onto the platform and as folks entered a time of prayer before the Lord they witnessed her leg grow right in front of their eyes to normal length to match the healthy leg. There were reports of missionaries in foreign lands that partook in folks being raised from the dead. For myself, I had the blessing of witnessing the release of a gal named Pam who was delivered from a very heavy heroine addiction. She had come up from the South and was a $200+ a day addict. That was a lot of money in those days but I need to relay just how heavily she was addicted. Pam had shown up at our outreach ministry in those days which was called: The Jesus Center. It was located in a part of town that was the place on the west side of Cleveland where drugs were first introduced in those days. There were many bars and even a playboy club situated right across the street from the Center. We had all prayed with her as she accepted Jesus as her Saviour. For three months she was doing well. She had absolutely no withdraw symptoms.
There was a man that began to visit the Center regularly. We were all a bit leery of him, suspecting that he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but all were welcome. We simply took note of some things. One night, he convinced Pam to go next store to a bar and have a drink with him. She had a sip of a beer and instantly went into the withdrawals God had protected her from experiencing. Once the word spread, we learned that she was taken to the hospital just down the street. When we arrived, we could hear her screams from out in the waiting room. We had begged them to allow us to go in and pray with her, but they refused. We then called the Pastor who was overseeing the Center at that time. He was an elderly man who had seen enough to believe and trust us when we told him we simply needed to get with her and pray. Because of his credentials, the hospital agreed to allow us to transport her to a facility suitable for her needs in drug addiction withdrawal. God had opened the door. They wheeled her out in a wheelchair for she was doubled over in agonizing pain and had been drugged by the hospital with muscle relaxers. She was unable to stand or walk without assistance. There was a security man that assisted us in getting her into our vehicle.
We all agreed that God was in all of this. We decided to stop at the Center before taking her to the treatment center at the other hospital. We helped her downstairs and then all began to pray over her. We asked her to repent of her folly in going to the bar and re-commit herself to the Lord…which she did. Within minutes, she was able to stand up straight as tears flowed down her cheeks and she began praising God and we all joined in. She was so excited and grateful to the Lord that she said she just wanted to tell the world what God had done for her. We all looked at one another and her and asked: ‘Really?’ We then took her back up to the hospital. As she exited the car, the guard was standing at the entrance. He saw how she was perfectly fine and with amazement asked: ‘Is this the girl that just got wheeled out of here?’ We all joyfully said; ‘Yep!’. Like in a cartoon, the guard pushed his cap back on his head and was scratching his head in amazement. We then took her inside to the waiting room and began testifying to God’s goodness to everyone.
Yes. These things really occurred.
God is alive and well. There are so many stories I could share of visions and dreams that I have witnessed that have come true. I know much more will be occurring at some point. Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever. Dispensationalism does not exist when it comes to the power of God. Michal, Saul’s daughter, despised…yes it says: despised…David when she saw him leaping and dancing before the Lord. When the Holy spirit fell upon the Apostles, the mockers thought they were drunk with wine. There are many references to ‘being slain in the Spirit’ which is simply the description of folks falling to the ground in the presence of the Lord.
For whatever reason, teachings and preachings of this day have attacked, disputed, and denied such things as being from God. Well, I have been in the presence of the Lord when such has occurred and have been blessed along with thousands who have, as well, by such occurrences. The problem is that man always seems to have the need to control the workings of God. They fear what they do not understand. I have often referred to this as ‘placing God into a box’.
I share these things because once again I have been attacked and one of the gals asked why these things keep happening to me. When such attacks began, I took them personally and was heartbroken as a result. Not anymore. I have come to understand that the enemy wants to shut me up. It’s not about me; it’s about the hatred towards God that exists. When folks are doing what the enemy wants them to be doing, he has no need to attack them. I have come to understand that it is an honor to be persecuted for Christ’s sake. Preaching the word of God sure does rile up the enemy. They who attack me and become angry, etc., are coming against God…not me. I’m simply the messenger.
In all things, may God be honored and praised…for He alone is worthy.
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