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HE’S POURING OUT HIS SPIRIT ON ALL MEN

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Do you ever wonder when Father God is going to begin pouring out His spirit on all men?  Well, wonder no more.  Step outside and start talking to people.  Don’t preach to them, but listen to their experiences.

I have a friend who’s only been to church during one week of her life. It was when she was 14 yrs old. However, she and Father talk to each other every day and she has relied on Him all her life.  I wrote about her in another article called “Knowing God“.

And I have another friend who is New Age, and yet she embraces my spiritual experiences and trusts any messages I receive for her. She was raised Christian but found the lifestyle too limiting spiritually. She calls God “the universe” but her spiritual understanding often mirrors mine.

There’s another friend who has burned up so many brain cells with drugs and alcohol that she can only rarely carry on a real conversation with anyone. And yet God speaks with her.  And when she tells about those conversations, the profound reality of His omnipotence shines through.  It makes the hairs on my arms stand up.

And I have another friend who’s a homosexual and when he talks about his life with the Almighty, you know it is God and His love has filled this man’s life.

These friends are examples of something many believers are encountering. And it makes us pause and ponder what God is doing because He doesn’t appear to be limited by Christianity. He crosses all the lines of our taboos.

He fills homosexuals with the Holy Spirit, and He speaks to drug addicts, New Agers, and apparently complete strangers.

Maybe He didn’t get the memo that He has rules.

Or maybe we didn’t get the memo that the veil tore and everyone is welcome to relationship with Him.

He isn’t exclusive to us. And we don’t get any kudos in excluding these people from our lives.

And when I asked Him once if He wanted me to teach that person about Him, He emphatically told me “Keep your hands off. I’m her only teacher and I like it that way. Besides, look at you after all these years.  You’re still unlearning junk that keeps you from walking in freedom with me.”

Oh, how right He is.  It seems that every time I begin writing, another holy cow pops up and I have to tip her right over onto her side.

You see, quite often Father speaks to me as I write.  He’s right there.  After all, He’s my greatest inspiration.  He always steers the topic into something that thrills my heart.

And apparently, He’s doing the same thing to a whole lot of others too.  He’s pouring out His spirit on all men and He doesn’t care where they are.  And it’s amazing to see.

Church isn’t inside 4 walls anymore.  It is spread over the whole earth and Holy Spirit is blowing just like the scripture says.  He goes places that we don’t know.

It thrills me when I run into another example of His freedom.  Like the complete stranger in WalMart who becomes my hairdresser.  She doesn’t go to church and hasn’t done so in years.  But she knows that when her husband has a car accident and he is the only thing in the scene that walks away uncrunched in one piece, it was God.  And she gives Him all the credit.  So does her husband.

And here’s the real eye-opener.  Father isn’t pushing them toward a church.  He doesn’t seem to care about that much.

But with each one of these people, great Joy and Peace spill out from them.  Their hugs are lavish and generous.  Love exudes from them freely.

So, I’ve decided to enjoy this blowing wind and join the celebration He’s pouring out everywhere I look.  It’s like one big party of happiness and I’m having a ball.  And when someone talks about being a part of a believers community, I know that I already am.

Yes, I know there’s healing for them and for us all.  But that’s another topic.  And if they aren’t there, or don’t want to be there, then Father is OK with simple relationship.  Love is more than enough.  It’s the Good News!

Thank you for joining me.

Faith

LOSS: LESS IS MORE

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(This is a Guest Post from Lew Curtiss at the Creative Harmonies blog.)

I’ve been thinking too much. I’ve been thinking about loss, and in Father God, I have no loss. There remains nothing that anyone or anything can take from me. I have released it all. All means all. I won’t bore either of us with a list.

The other day I told Father God that if for some reason He took everything and everyone from me, if He lead me into complete and total isolation, for whatever reason, He Himself would be enough. And if not enough at the time, He would become so eventually. This is not because He’s all that would remain, but because He is truly all that I want and need.

I am becoming smaller and smaller. My footprint in this life is shrinking all the time. Father God is becoming greater and larger with each passing day. If I simply disappeared from this world, the shouts of joy in Heaven would echo through His Creation.

What I do care about is the attitude of the hearts of Father’s children, and that is the purpose of the art that He and I make. Together, we create in order to feed the hearts and lives of other people.

I am already not of this world, a place temporarily maimed by the Liar at the behest of Adam. Father Himself is leading me out into His Garden of Life and helping me to release even more from this life. These are things that I either didn’t think of on my own or didn’t even know I was connected to. I love Him for this cleansing liberty.

While in this world, and as Father helps me to, I live as did Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. I fear nothing and believe in Father’s deliverance. But if for some reason, I am not delivered, I still believe in Him who loves me anyway. In the end, I will dwell entirely in His Presence.

It’s interesting to me that there seems to be a balance between holding onto this world and embracing Heaven. The less I hold onto in this world, the more space there is within my being for Father and His divine Presence. And so it is that I willingly let go of more and more of this world. What I want is Father God, entirely, intimately, and completely.

There are so many layers to the lies we’ve all been fed by the Liar – so many. I find that fighting them is idiocy. Following Father God out of them, now that’s supreme wisdom. None of this transformation is done with my abilities but in the gifts of love from Father God.

IN THE SPIRIT OF LETTING GO

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Back in the day, when Hunny and I were more immature, we’d have some rip-roaring episodes now and then. Father never condemned me for any one of them and as I look back now, I can see His hand in each one. They were how we learned to live with each other, give each other wide berth to be ourselves, and respect the strength we inherently possessed individually.

Honestly, neither of us thought our marriage would survive very long. We were both so strong-willed and assertive. The match was definitely equal.

But we did learn. Sometimes unwillingly.

And we didn’t always go to bed in forgiveness. However, we often woke up that way.

It used to surprise me when I’d turn around and suddenly love him dearly when only moments ago anger had been spilling over. I remember the first time it happened, I resisted. After all, I was mad at him, wasn’t I? Shouldn’t I still be?  He hadn’t apologized.  And he had hurt my feelings.  I’d even cried my heart out.

But my Spirit would insist that I should simply let it go, and let love and laughter fill the space between us again. It was weird. We hadn’t settled anything. Shouldn’t we sit down and talk about this at length? Shouldn’t we hash out the boundaries?

Nope. Apparently, we shouldn’t. According to the Spirit inside me, we should leave what lies behind and step into the Joy and Love that is freely available.  It felt unfinished like leaving dirty dishes in the sink.  But it also felt like release and like lightness shining.

I learned to let go.  I learned to laugh and hug and kiss without knowing the answers to the questions.  And I learned to relax.  No one had to be in control when Love was around.  Mostly, I learned to let Father worry about it.  He’s a lot smarter than me anyway.

I know this isn’t traditional Christian teaching. But this is what we came to know as the resolution to all things. Let it go. Let it be. We weren’t wise enough to fix the inner workings of our personalities and characters. Only Holy Spirit knows what lays at the bottom and how to mold it. So, we let Him do what He does best.

And if the situation required a forthcoming decision, then we were a bit more respectful of each other in the following discussion.

I wanted to share this with you because, just maybe, your relationships aren’t traditional either.  And just maybe you need to hear that it’s OK.  Maybe you too have discovered unconventional means of resolution and healing.  And maybe it is the good thing to do.  The peaceful, loving, and restoring thing.

When Father’s Spirit lives inside us, He is more than capable.  He can do so much more than we have learned.  And we truly can lean on Him for resolution and love.  He is overflowing with it and gives it freely.

Hunny and I don’t live with old resentments or wounds and we have never given much time to apologies.  But if you ask either of us what has kept us through the years, we’d probably answer “Letting go and laughing”.  It’s miraculous.

Thank you for joining me on this journey.  I send blessings to accompany you on yours.

Faith

SABBATICAL FROM THE BATTLE

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I had a dream about the aftermath of my battle with religion.

I was in an abandoned section of the house where I live. It was like an attached apartment. In the kitchen was a lot of canned and packaged food sitting on a big table inside the oversized pantry. A visitor came through, someone I knew, and he needed dinner for his family. I invited him to help himself and he chose 3 items that would make a complete meal for him and his family. He was pleased and I was happy that I could be generous.

After he left, I began going through the apartment shadow boxing evil entities as I saw them. I’d say out loud “Ka-pow! Ka-pow!” as I punched them. And they were cleared out one at a time. After they were gone, there was movement in the corner which I attributed to Angels and let them be. Continue reading SABBATICAL FROM THE BATTLE

WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH FAMILY TROUBLE?

 

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Family trouble is heartbreaking enough, but when I was facing another visit from them, Father showed me a different way to pray. It involved understanding that I have a kingdom. He’s shown me this scenario several times now. Continue reading WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH FAMILY TROUBLE?

HANDLING FRIENDLY MANIPULATION

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You know the manipulation that draws you into Offence and then accuses you of having a problem with Offence?

Yep, we’ve all been there.  And to top it off some of us have had someone try to teach us how to do this, saying it’s biblical.  Their reasoning involves scriptures out of context and motive out of Spirit.

Well, hallelujah, we’re learning and we’re doing it quickly.  Holy Spirit is pouring Himself out all over the world and Manipulation is being exposed along with Offence and his brother Rejection.  Every one of those ugly guys rub against Holy Spirit within us and we feel the prickling sensation shiver down our arms. Continue reading HANDLING FRIENDLY MANIPULATION

SPOOKY SHADOWS IN THE HOUSE

ghosts-572038_960_720I was reminded today about the time I began inviting the Heavenly Host and the cloud of witnesses into my home.  It wasn’t something my husband and I discussed.  It was just something I did on a whim one day as I was visiting with Father, and contemplating the spirit realm.

Dark shapes and spooky movements have been evident now and then all my life.  They gave me creepy feelings and I hated to get out of bed at night.  I’ve done the rebuking thing and the commanding thing.  It works, but eventually there is movement again. Continue reading SPOOKY SHADOWS IN THE HOUSE

OUR CHRISTMAS ANGEL!

We spent the day with a Christmas angel.  I’ve never seen one before but I’ve heard of them appearing to people when they are lonely and sad.  I’ve heard of their marvelous acts of kindness and love.  But I’ve never experienced one myself, until this year.

It began a couple weeks ago, when our plans for Christmas Day crashed and burned, and we were going to be spending the day alone. Continue reading OUR CHRISTMAS ANGEL!

LIVING ON VACATION!

A couple years ago Father told me to construct a sentence that described the best vacation to me. It should elicit in my heart everything that vacation felt like for me.
 
It took about a month to construct the perfect sentence because it kept evolving. The final result was this.
 
“I live in a tropical paradise of joy.”

Continue reading LIVING ON VACATION!

THE MARVELOUS STAIRCASE

I made a drawing of a staircase I saw in my imagination a few years ago.  It doesn’t do the staircase justice of course.  And that’s because it doesn’t reveal the silky medium caramel color of the wood with its swirling grain.  Or the carved and perfectly fitted parts.  A drawing can’t share how velvety the staircase is to touch or how inviting it is to a barefoot or tired bum.  And the drawing doesn’t have all the many cupboards, some secret, which create the fascinating journey upward.

But if I could take you inside my imagination, you’d see and understand how it might take a week to finally arrive at the top landing.  Not because it is so high, but because there’s a world inside each captivating crevasse and hidden compartment.  And you’d be drawn to recline in the seat and turn on the light.  There you’d lean back and read one of the books, or close your eyes and nap.  I imagine fairy tale worlds emerge in naps taken there. Continue reading THE MARVELOUS STAIRCASE