Questions for the Daniel

In regards to the 40 days I do have a couple questions.

-IHOP recommends green tea, but not caffeine addictions. Is decaf tea allowed?
-What about salt and pepper? Is sea salt allowed?
-IHOP recommends honey in water with lemon. Is honey allowed?
-V8 is 100% veg and fruit juice. I was reading that they have diet V8 which substitutes sucralose, or splenda, for some of the sugar. I thought they didn’t add sugar. If this is true, how can they separate the natural sugar to sub it with sucralose? Basically, is V8 really okay.
-What about V8 smoothie? It is non-dairy, with soy protein, still 100% fruit and veg juice.
-Is it true you cannot have anything pre-manufactured or pre-cooked, bacause of the salt/pepper/butter/etc.
-The fact that you can only have spring or distilled water-is that a big deal? Will I not be able to drink out of a water fountain?
-Is avocado allowed?
-Should one be concerned about natural sodium. I mean, if I try to eat a can of beans? Or should I not since they put unnatural preservatives in it?

-Oh and as far as the GBFs go: Will anyone be going to water-only on those 3 days in June and July then back to Daniel. Or does the 40 day fast count for it?

Feel free to help me out here!

In other news

Not really, it’s the same thing. Hehe. I have to say that Jason Upton’s song Poverty is still ministering to me and I have a feeling it might be my theme song during the 40. I recommend you to go to his website, and request to hear it on KOD radio.

So I just got back from Walmart, where I bought a whole lot of V8, and other 100% juices, brown rice, pinto beans, and raisins. I don’t even like raisins.

While I was looking at the beans, I started laughing. Once again, I felt the reality that I am not going to be eating much. There I am thinking: hmm, I probably wouldn’t like red beans. I don’t like kidney beans. I don’t like lima beans. I don’t like navy beans. I definitely hate black-eyed peas. And I probably wouldn’t like lentils. I guess I’ll go with pinto beans.

Sadly, my vegetable list is just as bad. There’s not much I like. I love fruit, so the only problem I might have is running out.

And I was thinking it would be a great idea to share what works. I’ll post and you can comment. That way we can help each other. As I find out more what is allowed, I am going to come up with things that will work. For example, I was thinking if I am really not allowed to use salt and pepper, then I might try to cook my beans in water with a little jalepenos, or maybe onions. You know, something to flavor it. So whatever I find I’ll pass on to you.

40 Days For 40 Years

40 days 

I followed Shawn’s link to this on Saturday, and found it to be incredibly significant. I have planned on going to TheCall with at least Chris, Chase, Jennifer, Jessy Jeaux and some other singles from my church, for a while. But God’s timing was at work this weekend.

Sunday afternoon, Jessy and I went out with Chris and his family, as we usually do, and he invited us to come back to his house to hang out, which only happens occasionally. We went back to my house so I could change, which gave them a chance for a short nap, then went over his house. We ended up talking about the 40 day fast, that we wanted to do it, and how to get the word out so anyone else in our church or in our singles could also participate if they felt led. I thought God’s timing was pretty cool.

We met last night at Starbucks, but we didn’t end up talking about it much. Maybe they covered a lot before I got there. I’m not sure.

What I’ve been wondering what everyone plans to do about the electronic part of the fast. Does everyone plan to not blog for 40 days?

Personally, I feel like it will greatly help if we do blog. If we blog our failures and successes, and the lessons we learn as God teaches us. I know it’s supposed to be hush-hush, but that is in the condition of the heart. I also know that we can deceive ourselves in justifying a prideful statement too, but I cannot do this alone. I know there will be great strength at times, but there will also be moments that I am incredibly weak. Does anyone understand my point about sharing?

For instance, if I want to share what God taught me on my day of fasting, how do I do that? If I do not say I was fasting, it doesn’t quite validate what I learned. A lesson learned apart from personal experience is never quite as real as one learned from personal experience.

Personal Lessons on Fasting 

God taught me a lot today. I wrote the following.

It’s the weakness. I think that if I feel the weakness I have failed. If I change my mind, I have failed. I do not want to feel the weakness because I don’t think I can get past it; I don’t think I can ignore it. God will give me the strength to push past the feelings of weakness.

I feel like my weakness makes me a liar when I say I love Jesus.

Fasting actually makes me feel really far away from God. It should clue me in to some misconceptions I have. My weakness is a constant reminder that I don’t have what it takes. But I have to.

Like everytime I desire food or think of eating I get pushed a little farther away from God as punishment.

I don’t like who I am when I am fasting.

Okay, I had no idea I had so many issues with fasting. My boss came in around 3pm and asked me what was the matter. She said I looked like I had lost my best friend. My heart sank as I realized I was too much like the Pharisees who put on long faces for show. I didn’t tell her I was fasting. I actually chalked it up to the fact that I had been alone all day, and that was why I was quiet.

Revelations and Helps

As I left work, and reflected on my thoughts, I realized that the heart of the matter, the fear that I have to confront with fasting is that I am fooling myself. That I say I love Jesus, that I know He is my everything, but I can’t fast so I must be a liar. If I fail at fasting, I don’t love Jesus as much as I say I do. This kills me. I have to love Him. He is my everything.

One really cool thing is that I was really confronted with my weakness. I felt like I was emptied out until I had nothing to offer God. I felt like dirt, like nothing, at rockbottom. And then I was reminded of how God felt about me.

I belong to Him. He delights in me. He sent Jesus to die to reconcile me to him.

See it’s one thing to know how God feels about you when you are running as hard as you can after Him. When you are praying daily and worshipping wholeheartedly and ministering to others. But when you know that there is nothing in you that makes you good enough and you have done nothing to deserve it, it’s a whole other story. Only when you are completely emptied out can you truly know His love apart from the conditions you fool yourself into thinking you don’t believe.

Jason Upton’s song Poverty really helped me today. I was listening on the way to work, which I think prepared me for my day. Then I was listening to it on the way home and I felt like I had lived it.

Where will we turn when our world falls apart? And all of the treasures we’ve stored in our barns can’t buy the kingdom of God?

And who will we praise when we’ve praised all our lives, men who build kingdoms and men who build fame but Heaven does not know their names?

And what will we fear when all that remains is God on the throne with a child in His arms and love in His eyes? And the sound of His heart cries?

More Worship Practice

About Jennifer 

Let me first clarify that God led Jennifer to move down to Houston from New York in February and she is living with Chris and his family. It seems to me that we were waiting for her, though we didn’t even know it. I knew she could sing, and I knew there was a reason that my soul was pierced every time I heard her sing; she is greatly anointed. She also has a prophetic gifting. For a while, we have all laughed until we cried as she made up songs on the spot. Here are two examples.

(to the song “No Sweeter Name Than The Name of Jesus”) No sweeter cake than a flame-grilled zinger. No sweeter cake than I’ve ever known. No sweeter cake than flame-grilled zinnng-errr. Zinnng-errr, Zinnng-errr. You are the cake that fills up my belly. You are the cake that fills the hunger inside me…

(to Misty’s Favorite One) Jesus, here I am your chubby one, what are you cooking, what are you eating, I want to know…cause I, I’m after your tart, I’m after your tart, I’m after food.

So I am seeing more and more God’s hand in bringing her down here to join us. She’s the lead singer, you know.

Thursday Night Practice

Well, we (Chris, Chase, Jennifer, Zeke, Zack, and me) got together, and for about the first hour, Jennifer and I talked and talked about what was on our hearts while Chris was over on the other side of the room praying and crying. :) Anyway, finally we got done, so we all gathered at the front in a circle and took hands. God instructed us to do this on Monday, I think, to pray for unity as we pray in the Spirit. At some point Chris said, “Every time we get in this circle, we are stirring things up. Not that we are trying to stir something in ourselves, but the enemy is getting stirred up. This strikes fear in his heart. And that is why he is attacking. And not that he is attacking, but we are seeing his schemes. It’s like the Spirit chips away at the mask that he wears and we truly begin to see him for who he is.”

Well, Jennifer says she got ‘zapped’ by Chase which caused her to start laughing and pull away so we wouldn’t think she was being silly. So we separated and prayed individually for a few minutes until Chris brought us back together. But he simply said that God really wanted to …(speak or do something) but that we had to stir ourselves up first. So we separated again and prayed on our own, trying to stir ourselves up. After a few more minutes, he comes strolling back up to the front like he’s on a mission and gathers us again. He instructs each of us where to stand so that we are in a line and says that this is what the Lord told Him to do.

He said the Lord was going to give us sight. That not only would we see the enemy for who he is but that we would all be in unity and see together what the Spirit was doing. “So I’m going to pray for your hands. And after the Lord is done with whatever He is going to do, somehow your hands need to go over your eyes.” So we stood there praying, waiting for our turn :) .

Well, I was praying intently, so I couldn’t tell where Chris was, but I was standing next to Jennifer, and when she went down, she bumped me, and I almost went down. In a little while, it was my turn. And WOW!

Mostly when I feel the Holy Spirit, it is like electricity. It is sudden and strong and causes me to fall down quickly. What I felt when Chris took my hands was the peace-like-a-river-glory that rushed toward me until my knees gave out. Jennifer had fallen sideways, so Zeke helped catch me so that I fell sideways too. Chris didn’t let go of my hands until he put them over my eyes and I kept them there for the longest time. It was pretty crazy.

Every time I would feel Jennifer move, it would jolt me. At some point, I heard Chris yell, “GO!” I don’t know who he was praying for or what he was telling to go, but he always talks about how he always calmly goes to pray because he knows his authority and doesn’t have to yell and it just surprises him when he yells. A little while later, someone started yelling out. I found out later it was Chris, and I suspect he was on the floor at the time. I’m telling you it almost made me come up off that floor. There was power in it.

When Jennifer went to get up, she helped me up, because everyone else had already got up, and we sat on the seats praying quietly. God gave me a really cool picture of waves of glory by the waves of darkness under my closed eyes. (Wow, that must sound weird.) Then Chris got the mic and started prophesying. The message was about the anointing and signs and wonders, embracing passion and embracing God, and expecting the unseen and unheard. It was pretty cool!

Finally, it must have been 2-2 1/2 hours from when we first got there, we went on stage and practiced for like 30 minutes.

We left really encouraged about god using us. We knew that it was so much bigger than us, we knew that He was really in it.

Monday Night Practice

Well, I thought I’d just mention Monday night’s practice. It was the six of us in the band, and Jessy Jeaux. The Lord instructed us to get in the circle and pray for unity by praying in the Spirit. What’s really funny is that as we go to take hands, Jennifer reaches out her hand to me adn as it brushes mine, I feel a surge of subtle power. I jerk my hand back and give her this incredulous look and say “What was that!?” She gives me this blank look and says, “We’re taking hands aren;t we?” (I still think it’s funny that she didn’t understand what I meant until I explained it to her later.) So we take hands and no one says anything so Jessy busts out with a loud zealous prayer opening, and then stops when everyone else is quiet (it was pretty funny). We all just stood, waiting on God, praying quietly in the Spirit. Well Jennifer starting getting excited and every 30 seconds or so would shout out Jesus, or something. Before long, she was going at it. She was praying really loud in tongues and she started saying the same thing. This is always profound to me because I’m like “Ooh! I wonder what she’s saying!” Then she begins to prophesy. I just remember so much emphasis being on “You will, you will… You will, you will…” It was so incredibly powerful. Afterwards it gets quiet as we separate and pray, then when the Spirit settles, we kinda sit back and listen as Chris is talking to us about what the Spirit is teaching us.

It was then that we started practicing and it was crazy powerful and fun! We ‘made up’ like 3 songs that were totally Spirit and totally sweet. Like “This little light of mine.” Jessy made the comment that it would be cool if we sang it on Saturday night because everyone already knows it. And I said, “Yeah, and if they sing it, it will break off religion. Because religion says it’s a kids’ song and its not cool to sing it.” (We didn’t end up singing it but it’s awesome and we might yet!)

The Debut of CausingEffect

Sorry for more suspense but this is really long, so the story of what happened Saturday night will follow. Don’t worry. It’s a goodie!!

Breaking News: God tries to kill Moses

My youth pastor preached last Wednesday about Moses in a series on Heroes. Later, I was reading his story, and right in between the burning bush and Moses’ return to Egypt, I found this scripture.

At a lodging place on the way, the LORD met {Moses) and was about to kill him. But Zipporah took a flint knife, cut off her son’s foreskin and touched {Moses’} feet with it. “Surely you are a bridegroom of blood to me,” she said. So the LORD let him alone. (At that time she said “bridegroom of blood,” referring to circumcision.) Exodus 4:24

And I don’t get it. Why would God come and try to kill Moses? So I am asking some scholars, or some Bible-maker-sensers to clue me in on any understanding you have. It just completely baffles me. And I am ridiculously curious. 

Really though, what does this mean?

The Beginning of CausingEffect

Last Fall, the Lord laid on Chris’s heart that he, as the singles’ leader, should start getting a group together for worship. We all figured we would be a worship band, if we ever had a singles’ service. Chris said from the beginning that he didn’t know why God had us together. He didn’t know if it was to be a worship band, to travel or if it was just to get together and worship, but God would simply do with us what he wanted.

From the start, we would come to the church on Thursday night, spend some time in prayer, then practice. It was pretty cool. Before long, the prayer times got longer and longer. Some people that were coming decided it wasn’t for them.

The first significant night, we were praying, and we just kept praying. As Chris changed the songs, I couldn’t sit still anymore. The Spirit was churning so powerfully within me. Finally, I got up and went up to the balcony, back behind the pew wall, and started pacing and warfully praying. I went and ‘hid’ so that I could pray without feeling hindered, without thinking about anyone else. So I am pacing, and praying with abandonment, while jumping and about to fall all over the floor. Chris comes around the corner, as I happen to turn and see him. (I still don’t know it he was also pacing around, or if he heard my commotion, or if he was actually looking for me.) I guess he saw what the Spirit was doing in me and it confirmed what He felt, and (I remember it clearly) He said, “Yeah. Let’s go down and war this thing out.” I followed him down the stairs, and all of joined hands in a circle and prayed our hearts out in the Spirit. We separated again, and just paced and prayed and paced and prayed. It is significant to mention that we were listening to what I would call prophetic worship, before I knew it was really a specific thing. All I can recall is “Holy Visitation”.

The next week, we get there and pray, and then the guys get on the instruments. They begin playing such powerful, anointed music, that I am practically beside myself. The Spirit was churning so hard inside me that I didn’t know what to do with myself. At first, I went and got a mic, and stood there praying. Then I put it down, walked outside the sanctuary, and paced in the foyer. Then I went back on stage, and stood there. Then I went into the balcony, then I came back down and laid behind the last pew. I’m telling you I was a mess. I knew God was doing so much. And I couldn’t figure out what to do about it.

That night, we went to Whataburger, and I was itching to ask Chris what understanding he had about what had just happened. We really didn’t understand what God was doing, but Chris said that whatever we were fighting with prayer the week before, we just defeated it through our music. Chris and his brother Chase both admitted that the Spirit was playing through them, because they had never played like that. Zeke said while he was playing the drums, he couldn’t feel his arms. We knew that the music we had listened to the week before, we had played that night. We knew that, although we didn’t understand what God was doing, we knew it was huge. After Thanksgiving, our practices died down in all the craziness of the holidays.

Then God took us to Onething. Chris, Jesse, and I, from the ‘band’, and Pam from the singles, met up with Jennifer, Chris’s best friend from World Harvest Bible College. There, we learned what God was doing. The funny thing is that we didn’t even know what it was. We just knew we were supposed to go. We had recently been to a Shane and Shane concert, and knew it was really amazing, and we’d heard of Jason Upton. Personally, I was greatly impacted by the promo video. The abandoned running truly represented my heart for God. That was the first we had listened to Misty Edwards and we loved her immediately. So much so that Chris bought her songs off itunes and we used her music on Thursday nights. It still amazes me that God took us to teach us what He had already been doing in us.

Newly Spiritually Circumcised

Circumcised at Heart 

I know this is a incredibly weird and incredibly blunt statement, but I feel like I’ve been newly circumcised. I feel like the excess has been cut off. Like I am really ready to do whatever it takes. Not that I wasn’t before. I feel like I have been sharpened. Once again, all I can see is Jesus.

CausingEffect

I will post what happened at worship practice last night, but first I want to post how we got started, then I’ll share what God is doing with us. We put a lot of thought into our name, and decided on CausingEffect. We consist of Chris on the keyboard and vocals, Chase on the keyboard and vocals, Zack on the bass, Zeke on the drums, Jennifer on lead vocals, and me also on vocals. I’ll put some links in the next blog to give you an idea of who I am talking about.

Hangers today, people tomorrow

Because of last night, I have felt like my communication with God was better. Like He was speaking to me more. So a funny thing just happened. I took some hangers into the laundry room so that when my clothes came out, I could hang them right up. They usually get folded because I use the plastic hangers, and my mom and grandma use the clear, acrylic hangers. So I put them on the dryer, in a staggered stack, plenty far away from the edge. I started to walk away and God said. “They are going to fall.”

Let me share my history. For so long, Iwould want God to speak to me, and my mind would get carried away and I would make things up. They would be insignificant, even annoying things, and I would get so frustrated. Maybe like the devil would put thoughts in my head to make me think it was the Lord. Argh! It would just really bother me. And I would get so discouraged.

So I walked back to the dryer, and attempted to move them, suspicious that it was my thought. They looked fine to me, and I didn’t really move them much. As I walked away, I said out loud, “God, I don’t want to talk to myself!”

Not 5 minutes later, I was sitting in the living room talking to my grandma, and I heard one fall. She said, “What was that?” “A hanger.” I was amused. And we kept talking. About thirty seconds later, that same noise times 20. I knew they had all fallen. And I laughed. I went into pick them up, and sure enough. It was a mess of hangers. Turns out, when the washer started spinning, they all shimmied themselves onto the floor. What a blessing this was. A confirmation that God is speaking to me and I am hearing. Hangers today, people tomorrow.

Lukewarm Generation

Lukewarm-A substance that should be hot;neither hot or cold.

Colossians 4:16 says, “…read the epistle from Laodicea.”

-What epistle? There are many theories on this lost epistle, one thing is for sure, this generation has been robbed and is lacking from the starting line. Knowing that the times are shortened, the enemy is already making it difficult for our laodicean generation to become righteous through rebuke (by reading the instruction within the pages of this lost epistle).

Rev.3:20 says, “…behold, I stand at the door and knock.”

-Our vomitous state, which to explain in detail, vomit is actually to emit something in an uncontrollable stream or flow. So, our vomitous state is nauseating to God. So much so that He stands at the door of His own Church, not even stepping in to commune with them.

This church (generation) sits there, hears the word, agrees, and even goes up for prayer. They make all the promises possible under the sun, committing their faithfulness, only to then turn around and unable to stomach the responsibility of their new life in Christ, they immediately emit the Word in an uncontrollable stream. The flow of the Holy Spirit that once drew them near, is immediately emitted by our vomitous generation.

Rev.3:20 also says, “…He stands at the door and knocks…(amplified version) If anyone hears, and listens to, and heeds my voice…”.

The Verb put a verb (Knock) into action! 

Jesus stands at the door knocking to attract attention, but the key is in hearing, listening to, and heeding His voice.

2 Peter 2:21 says, “For it would have been better for them not to have known, the way of righteousness, than having known it, to turn from the holy commandment delivered to them”.

In other words it’s not the knocking that will get this generation to turn around, the knocking they’ve heard. The knocking is Religion and our church culture. They have already opened the door to that and are still lukewarm. The Voice will be this generation’s ticket out of their Laodicean trance.

One of the characteristics of Laodecia was the fact that nothing was known of it’s ministy in preaching the gospel throughout it’s region as it was with Ephesus, so needless to say, knocking on doors wasn’t their thing nor did they respond to it. This voice that will save this generation will sound like the bell @ chow time. It will be what the hungry will be listening out for. Those that want out will be known for their desire and hunger for action on behalf of our bridegroom, Jesus. They are waiting by the door, they are listening for a voice. They are ready for a real meal. They will know that God wants intimacy rather than what we have had for years… a religious experience.

Rev. 3:20 furthermore says, “…I will come in to him and dine with him.” The origin of the word dine comes from the Old French for ‘desjeuner’ which means‘to break fast’. This generation will deeply desire to end their fast from God. They will no longer walk around indifferent to the Holy Spirit ignoring every knock, too busy to come to the door. They will no longer hold back, avoid, refuse, forgo, or do without the presence of God.

A Hot and Hungry Word, and a Hot heart will increase the degree of intimacy between this generation and God. And, this generation is crying out for Freedom. Freedom from religion, church culture, from a stale and mediocre Christianity. We are in a war, a Spiritual war against principalities and strongholds that are holding this generation captive, but we are starting to arise out of the trenches of war and this generation is crying out: FREEDOM.

                                              *******by Jen Figueroa

 So because you are lukewarm(tepid. metaph. of the condition of the soul wretchedly fluctuating between a torpor(dulllness, apathy, extreme sluggishness, stagnation) and a fervour of love), and neither hot(boiling hot.
metaph. of fervour of mind an zeal)
nor cold(of cool water metaph.
cold i.e. sluggish, inert(powerless to move, lacking in active properties)
in mind: of one destitute of warm Christian faith and the desire for holiness)
, I will(to be on the point of doing or suffering something
to intend, have in mind, think to)
spit(vomit, vomit forth, throw up) you out of my mouth(the mouth as part of the body, or the edge of a sword).

What strikes me is that the proper translation is I am about to spit you… This is a warning. Lukewarmness is the fluctuating between apathy and fervor. It is not that you are never hot and never cold. You are not decidely one thing.

As I was looking up references to God’s mouth, I found that mostly it is the place of His word.

It is also the place of fire. Both 2 Samuel 22:8-10 and Psalms 18:7-9 say “Then the earth shook and quaked, The foundations of heaven were trembling and were shaken, because He was angry. Smoke went up out of His nostrils, fire from His mouth devoured; Coals were kindled by it. He bowed the heavens also, and came down with thick darkness under His feet.”
Psalms 33:6 says, “By the word of the LORD the heavens were made, And by the breath of His mouth all their host.”

Isaiah 11:4 says, “But with righteousness He will judge the poor, And decide with fairness for the afflicted of the earth; And He will strike the earth with the rod of His mouth, And with the breath of His lips He will slay the wicked.”

This speaks of the breath of His mouth, and the rod of His mouth. It is very interesting that the greek word ‘mouth’ in 3:16 also means the edge of a sword. Revelation 1:16 says, “In His right hand He held seven stars, and out of His mouth came a sharp two-edged sword; and His face was like the sun shining in its strength.” Revelation 2:16 says, “`Therefore repent; or else I am coming to you quickly, and I will make war against them with the sword of My mouth.” Revelation 19:15 says, “From His mouth comes a sharp sword, so that with it He may strike down the nations, and He will rule them with a rod of iron; and He treads the wine press of the fierce wrath of God, the Almighty.” Revelation 19:21 says, “And the rest were killed with the sword which came from the mouth of Him who sat on the horse…”

I think Jen has something here with Him knocking at the door. God is tired of playing games with this generation. Either they want Him or they don’t. If they do, let them open the door and let Him come in and live in true communion with Him.

I love her ‘ready for a real meal.” Here’s the thing. Before Christ came, there was a veil separating us from God. That veil was rent by the cross. However, God, as a gentlemen, still will only come in with invitation. Until Jesus came and abolished the law, the religious community kept Him at the door, where He was waiting for our redemption to be able to come in. The problem is 2000 years later, we still hold Him outside the door of our hearts. We have to understand His desire for us, His desire to come in, to be intimate with us. He said He would abide in us and we would abide in Him. If this is not happening, we are stuck in the religious. We need to proclaim His heart to this generation. He stands at the door and knocks, but WE are the voice they will hear that will cause them to fling open the door of their hearts and enter into the high calling of His fullness in their lives.

We, as prophetic worshippers, come to proclaim to the hearts of a generation that has been lied to, stolen from, and beaten down that God is passionate for them. That He is jealous for their love and desires that they walk in love and power and in all He has for them. We will declare Who God is and His purposes. If only by creating the atmosphere of the Spirit, so He can show them. Once they experience Him, they will no longer be satisfied with anything less. The baptism of fire will come and seal their hearts to love Him forever!!

Blessed Again By His Name

I am continually amazed at the crazy work that God is doing in me. Today I started praying for more revelation regarding God’s purpose in it.

Today, a lady came into the bookstore to sell back a book. When I told her how much she would get back, she said, “The Lord is so good!” A simple phrase, right? Hardly!

Immediately, I started feeling full, laughing from the joy, and the air was heavy. There I am looking at the computer, trying to remember what I am supposed to do next, trying to think clearly, and I feel the Spirit messin’ me up! And she says it several more times. Finally, I mustered up, “You gotta stop.” Lame, so lame. The Spirit was so thick I couldn’t even think.

Craziness!

I was going to try to agree with her or something, but I was bowled over by the reaction of the Spirit in me. This work that God is doing, whatever He has done, it amazes me.

My friend Chris got a revelation about Psalms 133:1-3. “Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brothers to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious oil upon the head, coming down upon the beard, even Aaron’s beard, coming down upon the edge of his robes. It is like the dew of Hermon coming down upon the mountains of Zion; For there the LORD commanded the blessing–life forever.”

What I remember of what He is said is that the Spirit comes in power where there is unity. The oil is the Spirit, and its coming down to the edge of Aaron’s robe is its covering us.

All I know is that his revelation confirmed what I had already experienced, bringing understanding, and I have lived it since.

Jessy and I have the most amazing times in the Spirit, consistently, in the most random places. Because we are ’best’ friends, we are incredibly close and in unity. We get messed up in the car, in Red Lobster, in Taco Cabana, in Walmart, at her house, at my house, at Chris’s, at Cynthia’s and just about anywhere. We are both full of the Spirit and answering the calls on our lives. So this unity happens, and this ‘oil’ and ‘dew’ comes on both expectedly and unexpectedly.

God is bringing unity in my worship band, as He has instructed us to pray for it, and as we are unified, He moves mightily. As I get closer to certain friends, I find myself more blindsided by His Spirit. It’s cool!

What amazes me is that this happens with strangers. As all this was happening, I thought of this revelation, and so I was thinking, this lady must love Jesus and be filled with the Spirit, and it was making me even more messed up.

What a blessing!

Just an Update

Praise the Lord! He is so good!

Continue to pray for my mom and grandma. They both went to the doctor today. I have yet to hear the details, but I talked to my mom for a little bit. She’s been upset and in tears all day. She’s in a lot of pain and she doesn’t know what to do about it. It’s probably going to take her longer to recover than she anticipated, and that’s hard for her. She has been working 2 full-time jobs for the past couple of weeks, and she doesn’t want to give either one up. My grandma might be feeling better, but she has to ease into doing stuff around the house, and she is the type who does what needs to be done whether she feels like it or not.

As for me, I am so thankful. I am fine. I called into work Friday and Saturday, but worked yesterday and today. I definitely didn’t want to be there yesterday, but I had no choice and God got me through it. My arms were sore on Sunday but they are fine now. My knee is still weird, but I am believing it will go back to normal. And the bruise on my side has hurt less and is going away.

In fact, on the way home, I felt God spoke to me to do what I need to do and stop acting like I am hurt. So when I came home from work, I folded some towels, made my bed, hung up some clothes, and attempted to straighten my room.

See, I pretty much got back to normal life on Saturday (I went to worship practice on Saturday, then morning service, worship practive, and evening service on Sunday) where my mom and grandma didn’t move much until today. So it’s hard for them.

I really appreciate your prayers. God is faithful.

Say a Prayer

If you would, please say a prayer for my grandma, my mom, and me. We were in an accident just before midnight last night.

We were on the freeway, and the weather was bad, though it had pretty much stopped raining. We were going 50-55, and we hit a puddle of standing water in the slow lane. The van hydroplaned, we hit the concrete wall head-on, then to the right side, we bounced off back into traffic, and my mom quickly maneuvered us onto the side.  

Miraculously, we were not seriously injured. We are seriously bruised and sore, but we are so thankful that God really protected us.

We called 9-1-1 3 times, and an hour after the first call, the ambulance finally arrived. They said 4 accidents happened in that area at about the same time. My two aunts and my uncle got there pretty quick, and my cousin-in-law brought his wrecker to tow the van to my uncle’s body shop. A policeman arrived after about 45 minutes, and stayed on the phone trying to get the ambulance there.

My mom and grandma were put on backboards and taken to the hospital in the ambulance. My mom’s chest hurt a little, but her arthritic knees were bruised, swollen, and hurting. My grandma got hit in the chest with the side airbags, and also her foot was hurting really badly. She was in the most pain, and she was having trouble breathing because of it.

I was praying the whole time. Just saying the name of Jesus over and over. I was so thankful that I wasn’t badly hurt and that we were all okay. Waiting for help to come, I kept putting my hands on my mom and grandma and repeating, “Jesus, take away the pain.” And to keep myself from getting upset, I would sing, “Jesus, Jesus. There’s just something about that name…” And I just kept praying.

We were really afraid my grandma had broken ribs, and possibly a broken sternum. So just before the paramedics went to get her out of the van, something was mentioned about the danger of punctures organs in moving her. 

Immediately, I leaned forward to pray for her, and told my mom, “Agree with me.” My 2 aunts, who were peeking in the door over my grandma, did to. I personally prayed that God would put little angels around her organs so that they would be protected. But then I prayed that God would just heal all her bones so that they would be completely whole.

The doctor and his nurse both commented that my mom and grandma were in amazing shape. They were so surprised at their x-rays, that they had not broken anything. I just know it was God’s protection and our prayers.

As for me, I wasn’t buckled in. And yet I was least hurt. I was sitting forward in the seat, so when we hit, I was thrown into the back of my mom’s seat, with my legs trapped between my mom’s seat and mine, and then across the car, where I hit my head on the passenger door. So I have a bump on my forehead, an ugly bruise and scrape on my side, and my arm muscles are real sore. My left knee hurt the worst, and I was concerned, especially because it was badly injured in an accident last January, but it’s just bruised. They gave me a knee immobilizer, and it has helped.

I am really sore, but better, and I hope I’ll still feel okay in the morning. My mom’s doing okay, but my grandma’s chest still hurts her anytime she moves. So we’re just trying to get through, to rest and feel better.

An old friend of the family called today and said the Holy Spirit had her praying for us last night, and she wanted to know what happened. A lot of people have been praying for us, and I am so thankful.

Thank you for saying a prayer for us. 

God is so ridiculously good. A constant, faithful friend. I praise Him.