Showing posts with label Holy Spirit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holy Spirit. Show all posts

Friday, November 13, 2009

Don't be overwhelmed


Are you feeling overwhelmed by the work that the Lord has given you to do. It may be because He is in a hurry and He can't keep waiting for all those others in the Body who won't 'step up to the plate', 'move those feet of clay', 'get on with it', 'just do it'!


If you and I could, or just would, look up into the heavenly realm with God, we would see those having faith, then unbelief, then faith. Stepping forward in fear and running back in terror. Sure and then not so sure. They are exhausted but they're really not doing anything. So, if you feel like Kenneth Copeland did one day and said, "Lord, why do I have to do all this work?" The Lord might say to you, like he said to him - because you're the only child I can find who will do just as I say.


Let us be called to be in the number, let us be called to be in the service of the King and let us be glad and ready. Stop trying to do it yourself, because your burden is heavy and your yoke hard, but His is easy and light. Besides 'not by might nor by power, but by the Spirit, says the Lord'.


Have a wonderful day of service.


Here's a word that came today:

“My Vision is great. My Burden is great. And the hour is late. And the weight of My Vision and of My Burden is descending on My People in this hour. I cannot wait for more to stand up, I must release My Burden now. I must release My Vision now. I must begin, for the weight of souls is so great, and the hour is so very late, and I cannot withhold My Hand anymore. I cannot withhold the judgments that I have laid in store. Because the Blood cries out to Me from the ground, and it has become a roar. But I say, I shall show you more.” (On Faith Tabernacle's site - http://ft111.com/eagles.htm SUSAN O'MARRA)


Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Yoda, not her real name

On 9/14/09 I met Yoda. Her real name will be kept anonymous because she wants it that way. Yes, Yoda, like in Star Wars. I was sitting in Panera Bread and she came in with her stuff, just like me and plopped it down on a table in front of me. She was like we are when we come into a different space; looking around, fiddling, trying to get her spirit to come into the place with her body.

Finally she settled down and got her lunch, covered it and oddly enough brought out paperwork, pencil cases, highlighters and got to work…Who was this person? Someone like me, her manner, not her look – protecting herself, careful, watchful. I smiled at her and she smiled back – especially after I noticed two senior citizen Caucasian women starring at her set up. I don’t know what it was about, but they weren’t being friendly. Was it her long graying dreadlocks?

After quite some time I went and got lunch. As I sat down, pushed my laptop away and concentrated on my lunch, Yoda said, “What are you studying over there?” All of a sudden, out-of-the-blue, without a please ma’am or thank you, with no hello (as a Nigerian would say). Used to the blunt manner of Americans and without missing a beat, I answered “I’m a writer”.
And that was the beginning of our intense, amazing, magical, conversation. I got a lot from her and it tickles me what she said she got from me and how she kept pulling out paper to write it down.
· That’s what you need to blog, she would say – a stranger at a party giving me $100; strangers who were pastor and his wife, letting me live with them in Georgia; Gloria feeding and taking care of me and then taking me to Virginia Beach;
· You need to blog! And I know I do. Some guy she read about, sad about his high powered job, quit and started writing and then started blogging, only his mother and wife as readers, but eventually had 7,000 followers. I told her about Stanice Anderson who wrote e-mails to people for 2 years and Walk Worthy gave her a contract to turn that into a book.
· God wants me not to look down on anyone. Everyone is loved by Him, whether they are New Age or Buddhist or anything else. And God talks to everyone.
· Why don’t we like our names? Why do we have so many problems with these given names from parents or husbands? She wants to be called Yoda. My issue is I don’t know what I should be known as.
· People are acting like her and I and many of my friends and opting out of the ‘normal’ 9-5 work, for a salary the regular way, for pension and health insurance. Someone has studied this and put it together in a Harvard University course about living your life thriving, letting go. What these courses miss is the spirit, the Holy Spirit, the supernatural, the magic… that which cannot be explained. Her and I began to talk and complained about the coldness of the air in the restaurant. As we talked it got warmer. When it was time to go, the cold air blew in again. This, cannot be taught in college. This is the supernatural that can only come from the Father.
· Yoda found a wonderful place in busy New York called Zen, run by a woman who charges $50. Can you believe it? And all she asks is that you leave her property nice and she has plenty of rules so you know what she’s talking about.
· Yoda also found communes of the kind I was thinking would be good for me. She said you write to them and tell them what you can do to contribute to the commune and you need to live there for 3 months or whatever. That’s what I was thinking about and as I was telling her that, I realized and said, that God really wanted me to go through this time without relying on anyone but Him. He would put me in the home he had ordained and it would be obvious and other doors would be closed except the ‘door’ to the place He wanted me.

We talked about stepping out on faith and what was the reason that so many of us are doing that and that many of us are over 45, and could be thinking retirement plans. I talked about being in my third widow’s home, (like Elijah, 1Kings 7:7-16) after stepping out in faith from my job in March 2008. Yoda laughed, looking under the restaurant table, "Are you walking on the ground or on air? You really are walking by faith.”

The importance of the walk I’m on, is to see that I’m not writing to bring people to me so that I can make money, I am writing because God asked me to do it, so that I could show people, Him.

It’s not about me. It’s about Him.

Yoda asked what is happening that we are all choosing this way. I said I thought it was because things are coming to an end. That was disingenuous. I know very well that things are coming to an end. Time is drawing to a close. The Bible has shown us and we can see it. I said things are getting wrapped up and cleaned up. So we have to shed all weights and things that encumber us.