No Going Back

Some of my readers might wonder about me. After all, my initial posts were true stories of what our wonderful God has done in my life and others’ lives. Lately, though, my musings have changed. They’ve become more prophetic.

To be honest, I never know what I’m going to share. My goal is simply and hopefully to be obedient to the Spirit of Christ.

Today I believe I am supposed to tell you about our van breaking down. It can go forward, but in no way can it go in reverse.

Fortunately, a neighbor told us of a trustworthy mechanic who would charge a fair price. As I thanked the Lord in my time of worship yesterday about this, I heard in my spirit, “There’s no going back.”

When I hear something in the spirit, I immediately go to the scriptures. I remembered about Lot’s wife who was severely warned of the two angels to not look back (Genesis 19:17) when leaving Sodom. As you probably know, she “looked back from behind him, and she became a pillar of salt.” (Genesis 19:26 KJV)

Then I found: And Jesus said unto him, No man, having put his hand to the plough, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God. - Luke 9:62 KJV

“Why are You speaking this to me, Lord? Have I stopped plowing?” (Earlier as I worshipped, I had the fleeting thought of not blogging anymore.)

“No, Daughter, but your strength is waning. I will renew your strength as the eagle.” The Lord Yahshua was referring to scriptures that I pray often~ But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew [their] strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; [and] they shall walk, and not faint. - Isaiah 40:31 KJV

Who satisfieth thy mouth with good [things; so that] thy youth is renewed like the eagle's. - Psalm 103:5 KJV

Is your strength waning, dear friend? Don’t be tempted ‘to go back to Egypt’. When the going got tough for the children of Israel (see Numbers Chapter 11), they thought about how much better the food was when they were captives in Egypt!

We are not a people to turn back! We are those who go where the Spirit leads us. And we are led not in reverse, but forward!

Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but [this] one thing [I do], forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. - Philippians 3:13-14

Being Human

All of us who have God’s Spirit born within are designed to pray (I Thessalonians 5:17). It is in our spiritual nature. Along with that, it is in our human nature to hold onto the burdens we should be lifting to the Lord. Being that intercession is a chief part of how I minister and being that I am human, I fall into that category—BIG TIME!

I have a tendency to wear stress like a jacket—not a light spring jacket, but a heavy leaded vest. Lately, the grief of what is happening to people in the world at large and in my own microcosmic world has nearly overwhelmed me. I am realizing that it is truly only by God’s grace that I carry on.

It is driving me to go deeper. I want to see and be a part of what the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob is doing in these last days. I want to be a laborer for the Great Harvest—Therefore said he unto them, The harvest truly [is] great, but the labourers [are] few: pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth labourers into his harvest. - Luke 10:2 KJV

First comes the plowman and the seed before a harvest. I am like the plowman who is praying for the rain to bring forth the fruit.

Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it, until he receive the early and latter rain. - James 5:7 KJV

I wept as I read James 5 this morning and cried out for Him to send the latter rain of His glorious presence upon the earth. And then my spiritual eyes caused me to ‘see’ something—something amazing about being human.

Confess [your] faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much. Elias [Elijah] was a man [anthropos—human being] subject to like passions as we are, and he prayed earnestly that it might not rain: and it rained not on the earth by the space of three years and six months. - James 5:16 and 17 KJV

What is amazing is that although we are jars of clay, we have the gift of a spirit that may be regenerated by the power of the Most High. And with that He gives us the ability to manifest that power!

And he [Elijah] prayed again, and the heaven gave rain, and the earth brought forth her fruit. - James 5:18 KJV

Elijah was a human being just like you and me, yet look what happened when all he did was PRAY! So let us PRAY! Being human like Elijah, let us cry out for the spiritual latter day rain.

Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that the plowman shall overtake the reaper, and the treader of grapes him that soweth seed; and the mountains shall drop sweet wine, and all the hills shall melt. - Amos 9:13 KJV

This is my deepest desire—to see and be a part of the greatest move of God on the face of the planet!

Are you praying to see this also?

This Little [Flash] Light of Mine

I have a small lemon-yellow flashlight that I pack in my suitcase whenever I travel. I have had it for years. It has even been all the way to the other side of the world with me when my husband and I ministered in India.

The last time I used my wee torch (as the British would call it) was the weekend I spent with my sisters at our First Annual Sisters Get Together last spring. There was a thunderstorm that first night, so I pulled my trusty flashlight out and announced that I was placing it on the coffee table of the sitting room in case the electricity went out.

The following morning the coffee table became the post for our kaffee klatsch, so the flashlight was relegated to a new location unbeknownst to me. The thrill of being among such beloved women caused me to forget all about the little beacon…until I was unpacking at home.

“Honey, did you see my yellow flashlight when you brought my luggage in?” I asked my husband. “Nope,” came his perfunctory answer.

I scoured the car after thoroughly emptying my bags and still did not find it. The thought came that I should call the inn and ask them to mail it back to me. The idea of asking the staff to hunt down, package, and mail a $2 flashlight was absurd. Finally, I admitted to myself that my tiny treasure was gone.

In the morning I plodded downstairs to make coffee. I was the first one up. As my manner is, I sipped a glass of water and began opening up the blinds in the living room. On the coffee table of the living room sat—you guessed it—my infamous yellow flashlight.

“My flashlight!” I announced to no one. “Thank you, Lord!” My first thought was to give thanks. But who found it?

This began the second great inquisition as I queried each member of the family who walked into the kitchen. “Did YOU find my flashlight and put it on the coffee table?”

“No, Mom, it wasn’t me.”
“No, Gramma.”
“No, Honey.”
“What flashlight?”
“No, Mimi. Can I play with it?”

When I had asked the last person, I made a happy declaration. “That settles it. An angel of the Lord has returned my flashlight to me!”

Why would the Lord bother to return my flashlight? At first I looked for a deep meaning behind it. But I think He did it just because He wanted to. Just to bless me. But it’s something I will never forget. Perhaps He simply wants me to always expect the miraculous and to remember to let my little light shine. Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine!

Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven. - Matthew 5:16 KJV


P.S. I am called to intercede for God's women. Please leave a comment or email me with any prayer concerns. It is an honor to pray for you!