In Jesus

I have been working through some things this week.  I'll spare you all the details, lets just say lotta crying going on.  I talked to a prophetic friend and one of the things she said was that she saw me in front of the throne wrapped in an indian blanket.  As soon as she said it I was there.  If you haven't been keeping up with me, I translate to heaven now and then.  It was a big deal because I had been crying out, feeling like there was no comforter, no cover, and boom, I'm there and seeing it. Momentary and I'm back in the conversation.

Last night I decided to go back there and get some resolution.  Engaging the process of going to heaven happens through the sanctified imagination.  God can do His sovereign thing and get you there,  my first time was a surprise, but we can also go boldly before the Throne of Grace.  You've already been invited.  For me, I have to start off with something I can visualize, for instance picking up where I was last time.  Starting is usually a little rough, but eventually the daydream takes on a life of its own and when you get surprised, that's when you know you're not making it up.

So I'm back, with my blanket on and I stand up.  I held the corners of my blanket in each hand and stretched out my arms and asked Him to burn up all the junk.  I've gotten over my issues with the consuming fire, I was ready for something to change here, drastic times you know.  He didn't take me up on that offer.

I did get to go sit with Jesus though, well, I thought "with", but as it turned out, "in."  That's how the scripture goes right?  Seated in heavenly places IN Christ Jesus?  I never knew how that worked before.  You just sit down and merge. I was sitting like you would sit on someone's lap, expect instead of on top, I just assimilated in.  And that was new, so I spent some time moving in and out of Jesus, cause it was weird, and cool.  Lean back, I'm in, lean forward, I'm out. In... Out... In... You can totally be a little kid in heaven.  In fact, it's kinda mandatory. (Matt 18:3)  I was focusing on what it felt like when I was in vs out.  Got done playing and settled in and stayed because I could feel stuff coming off of me when I was in.  "This must be what He meant with all that 'resting' and 'abiding' stuff." 

His hands were still his hands and my hands were still my hands, and I was checking out his hands.  They are kinda thin flat guy hands.  Nice hands, but just hands.  The scars are up at the wrists.  Then he took hold of my hand and put it up over his heart, which was my heart too and then I realized they were merged.  Wow. Really?  One heartbeat.  Whoa.  Pause for cry session.  I decide that is a good place to leave spirit me parked while I run around and do stuff down here.  I know you guys are all saying "Duh", but yeah, I really didn't get it before.  Its just words on a page until it becomes my experience. 

I'm in the middle of writing a book and have so far had a lot to say about the heart, beliefs of the heart etc.  I'm still processing the depth of my experience.  And at the moment, I can't process anything, so I'm simply going to hit "publish" and go get some rest. 

Spring Cleaning and Banana Cream Parfaits

I haven't posted in a while, not because things haven't been happening, but because so much of what's happening hasn't been things I could talk about so publicly.

Spring cleaning seems to be on God's heart for me and many others I know, and it all started for me with this lovely little dream about taking care of the generational curses in the family. After that one, I had another revealing Freemasonry in my bloodline. Mom had a dream of being married to a 33rd degree Freemason. Dad was not a mason, I believe that since Mom is the matriarch of the family, it was revealing what we were in covenant with.

Once a week the entire extended family in the area gets together for Sunday night supper. I printed off this prayer of renunciations for descendants of Freemasons and we went through it as a family. It took a full glass of pop and about a half hour for me to get through it all, but afterward we all felt free and happy and there was that unmistakable fragrance of His Presence in the room.

Had a couple more Masonic dreams showing me where to go from there. Mom had a vision of Rick Santorum and Newt Gingrich chasing Mitt Romney. (Or it might have been that they were running behind him :) she said "chasing.") At the same time, she heard that we were supposed to renounce the Masonic declarations spoken over the nation. How those two things go together, I'll leave you to speculate.

We basically went through the generational prayer again, only instead of "our forefathers", it was "our founding fathers". Not going head to head against fortified spirits, just forgiving those involved and praying in the Light.

The following Sunday was my turn to cater Sunday Night Supper and I woke up that morning from a dream of a banana cream parfait in a mason jar. Not quite sure how to interpret that, but I liked the idea of celebrating that we've driven that spirit bananas, so I made parfaits and they were tasty!

Nilla wafers, banana cream pudding mix, bananas and whipped cream.

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What Your Car Says About You

I've heard that Doug Addison has taken the basic principles of dream interpretation and started applying them to interpreting tattoos. There's obviously the symbology in the subject matter of the tattoo, but what body part, right side vs left all says something too. Just another way to get people in the world to realize that their life has purpose and that they're gifted and called.

I started branching out from dreams too, around the beginning of the year, but what I've been doing is interpreting vehicles. In dreams, your vehicle represents your ministry, your calling, the current level of anointing or spiritual power you're operating in in that season of your life. We don't generally get too detailed about it in dreams, (is it a car, truck, boat, and what color). You can be running around in anything in a dream, but in real life, it's much more practical and logical so we have to look deeper. I apologize if this gets too far out there, you're gonna need your prophetic goggles and your metaphorical thinking cap to follow this stuff.

This all started around the beginning of the year when I got the car that I have now, and I realized that it was all too weird and God must've been involved. Why that car? I'd also had a prophetic word from someone about a new car and it played out exactly as he said, but silly us, we thought it was about ministry. But 1 Corinthians 15:44-49 says that first things happen in the natural, then it happens in the spiritual. So I really started to look at what it all meant. It's an '07 Chevy Impala, red. I knew there was something with the Impala, so I looked that up. It means "graceful" but the really interesting thing about Impalas, is that unlike a lot of desert animals, they're completely dependent upon water. Water is symbolic of Holy Spirit. They're used as an indicator. If you're out in the bush, and you see Impalas, they will lead you to water. (Side note: I've always lived near water. Usually right along a river.)

Red means a lot of things, passion, enthusiasm, zeal, excitement (I do tend to overwhelm some people) speed, prophetic anointing and evangelism. The number 7 is completeness, wholeness, but I think for me what rings a bell is forgiveness. (Forgive 70 X 7) I'm pretty big on forgiveness right now. Might even be how I got this car.

This is my friend's "65 Dodge Dart. Pretty easy. He's dodging the fiery darts of the enemy. (Ephesians 6:16) He'll even tell you how to do it here. Even the hood is painted like a shield with the white running down it. White represents purity and righteousness and that's why the accusations don't hold up. He's actually had people pour tar-like stuff over the car and it didn't stick. 65 means the wild olive. Romans 11:17 & 24. He's grafted in and bearing fruit. The red in his case might be more about the warrior aspect, leadership, strength. If you see people driving classic cars as their primary vehicle, they've put invested a lot to get where they are. (Time and effort and/or money)

Lets look at another one. A green '97 Honda Civic, but what she really wants is a Honda Odyssey. I Googled Honda, depending on what site you look at, it means "the edge of the fields" or "from the original rice paddy." Either way, there's a harvest thing going on. If it's the rice paddy deal, you can't harvest without being in the water. (There's that Holy Spirit reference again.) Edge of the fields is like evangelism to the edges of society. The outcasts, the fringe people, civic pertains to your city. Green means young, inexperienced, growth. 97 means pure, free from fraud, without mixed motives. What's this got to do with my friend? She has a youth ministry and a street ministry, which overlap quite a bit, homeless people, addicts, kids with problems...

But she wants a Honda Odyssey, she needs to be able to haul the kids around. We don't have a color or a year to work with, but I think I see a slate blue one coming up for her. It's still a Honda, so it's still about the harvest, but Odyssey means a long eventful journey. We could leave it at that, but when I think odyssey, I think Homer's Odyssey. He was sailing. That's water and wind. Spirit travel. She's very interested in Bruce Allen's teachings. He's the translation by faith guy. Being able to travel supernaturally and preach the gospel kinda like Phillip and how he got to the Ethiopian eunuch. Slate blue is a mix of blue and grey, so wisdom and revelation, communion with God, prophetic gifting, maturity, stability, honor.

Ok, so that's all well and good, but the above people are yielded to God and stepping into their destiny regardless. What about the average ordinary person who doesn't have a clue about destiny or gifts or that they're even called? We got a Hyundai Tiburon, year unknown, belongs to an early 20's male. He's the "now generation", probably has awesome discernment, as well as unsurpassable ability to move in the Spirit. He might not be crazy about God at this point, but when it happens, he's gonna have no problem catching up to those who've been following God forever. He's gonna have a strong revelation of his authority in Jesus and he's gonna be one dangerous dude with that. That doesn't seem like revelation for sharing with him, so I can just pray into this, and declare it and be happy.

So how do you get all this? Google the meaning of the name of the car. Dictionary.com and Wikipedia are also your friends. For the year, just go with the last one or two digits. If it's not a normal bible number like 7, then I go to Strongs and look up the number there. The Greek usually works better. Colors? I have a color symbolism card from here. She has a ton of different symbol cards and will cost you way too much money, but the color card is an investment. I use mine daily.

The definitions are not the interpretation. If that were true, everybody with a green Honda Civic would have the same calling and we know that's not the case. The definitions are clues, you need to let Holy Spirit pull it all together for you and know what to keep and what to lose. You can get into the smaller details too, emblems, (the newer Chryslers have wings) stickers, what kind of crap they got hanging off the mirror. Anything they call attention to, like the hood on the Dodge Dart, pay attention to that. Lots of stuff hanging on the rearview mirror? - Hung up on the past. Vanity plates? That's got to do with identity, either they're open about who they are, or it's a false front.

Ok, ya get it? Good! Go for it!

Listening Lessons

I have a friend who hears God very well at all times. Hanging out with him is like going to lunch with someone who brings their imaginary friend along. There's a three way conversation going and I'm out of the loop unless he wants to clue me in. He navigates completely by the Spirit and I use a Tom-Tom. I'm jealous. I want to be able to hear like that and I've told God so. Occasionally I do hear very well and can have a conversation and this was one of those times. He said the reason I was not hearing at that level was because my obedience was not at that level and He didn't want to have to judge me for all the times I would not obey. As I become more and more yeilded, I'll hear better and better. It all comes back to being faithful with what little you have.

So I felt like I was supposed to go pray for this woman that I don't know in another state. I'm gonna obey now even though it costs me my only day off because I want to hear better. So once I committed to this, I got what I believe was a very detailed word of knowledge for her so I attempted to set this up through a friend. The woman could not understand why I would drive two hours for her and was not willing to bend her schedule for me so I bagged it. She was free today though, so I went, but I just wasn't feeling it. It was like that window of opportunity for healing had passed and I should've gone when I was told to go. (Not that it won't happen for her.) He told me that if I had gone, He would've worked it out for us. God seems to care about timing. Nothing I could do but repent and go anyway because it can't hurt to try. So I made plans for today to hang out with a friend and do the Mt Sinai thing up a hill overlooking his town, so even if things didn't go right with her, it wouldn't be a total waste of my time.

I intended to leave my house at 7. On my way out the door, the phone rang. It's my prophetic artist friend who is having a crazy revelatory weekend, something like 50-60 new pictures just came to her. To the left is one of my favorites. So she's telling me everything new and I'm loving it and end up leaving a half hour later than I wanted to.

I hit the road and after a few miles I feel impressed to pray. I'm going to town in tongues for awhile rather than try to guess what this is all about, when I come up on an overturned mini-van in he other lane. In the oncoming lane is a pickup coming around the corner so I hit the brakes and so do they, and they stop in the ditch. I keep going until I can find a safe place to stop and I grab my phone and run back to the wreck. (As good a person in flip-flops can run.)

When I got there, the people in the pickup were pulling a woman out through the sunroof. She was all right, very upset, I rebuked trauma and declared peace in Jesus' name and took off. The others were committed to staying with her.

As if the day hadn't gotten off to a crazy enough start, when I got almost to my friends town, I saw a burning bush. I kid you not, and it was not a vision, there was an actual bush totally in flames with no appearance of anything else on fire around it. It was just like I always pictured Moses seeing. I looked at that thing and thought "Man, we gotta get up on that hill right now!" A whole string of fire trucks and police were heading out of town as I came in.

So we did our thing on the hill, definitely had God's presence with us, got some revelation for the area, and prayed for the lady, for whatever that was worth. Then I ran into more fire on the way home. I'm glad I went, even if none of it worked out the way it was supposed to. I may have got out of time in one area, but was right on for other stuff. Thanks for calling me Jeanette!

First it Happens in the Natural, Then it Happens in the Spiritual

This is a year old, but it seems like good timing since I came home to four inches of water at the back of my house.  This year we even have waterfalls where there were none before and the rivers are the highest I've seen. 

June 2010:  We've had a lot of rain this spring and even into summer and it's caused new waterways to start flowing in the mountains, which has resulted in washed out roads, flooding, lotsa damage.  I've looked at some of these "new creeks" and wondered where in the world all that water could be coming from.

1 Corinthians 15:44-49 states that things happen in the natural before they happen in the spiritual.  The natural world is all a foreshadowing of what is to come.

Last night I had a dream.  There was a group of people hiking down a washed out trail down a mountain, water was trickling along the path.  They were singing and worshipping and laughing, it was very free and powerful.  I looked to my left and saw another group coming down a different trail singing a different song.  It seemed like the whole mountain was full of these groups all going down and when the first group that I saw got almost to the river, I saw that they were about to cross paths with another group to my right that had a lot of kids in the group.  They hung back and let the kids go first to the river.  The little kids were shorter so the river came up higher on them and some of them went under the water and the people in the group in the back were having to reach under the water and grab a kid and pull them along and they would pop above the surface laughing.

I woke up and felt like all these little groups were tributaries flowing into one big move of the Spirit.  This generation of kids is going to be deep in the Spirit and they will be leading the way but they still need the older generations to take their hand and help them along.

June 2011:  It's been a year and so many changes for the better here.  For one thing, I've become aware of several Spirit filled home groups besides us here now, (the little tributaries?) we have a local Healing Rooms now,  we've had a conference where the Holy Spirit was not only welcome, but very much in action.  We're about to have another one of those July 8-9.  And I've seen some little kids with big faith.  I've even seen my 7 year old nephew step forward and demonstrate the power of God with me standing back and helping him.  This is all new in the last year, I can't wait to see where we go from here.

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Adventures in Prophetic Evangelism

(Preface:  I am new at this!)

I'm learning to use my senses in the spirit realm and some senses work better than others for me.  I see some, but don't always believe my eyes, I hear some, but I miss a lot, I can feel sometimes, mostly just Friday night meetings, but I can SMELL!  I have no trouble smelling in spirit realm or trusting my schnoz.  The nose knows man!  The biggest problem is always ruling out anything in the natural that I might be picking up on instead. 

So I have a customer at my work that whenever I go to her door, which is everyday, I get hit by this rose smell.  It's winter time, so that's odd, and it can be storming and blowing or whatever and the smell is even more pronounced.  Months of this go by and I'm just enjoying the roses when I get there and kinda wondering but not really pressing into finding out what this is all about.  I was kinda looking around for a reasonable explanation, looking for porch potpourii (hey, you never know what people do) and I hadn't found anything.  So last week I said "Ok, God, what's with the roses?"  And I had a vision of Jesus standing at her door with roses waiting for her to let Him in.  My first thought was "Oh no, He's been out there a long time!"  Well duh, she's probably in her 50's, but it's different when you think of Him killing time up in heaven, vs. standing out in wind and rain and snow and hail.

So now I have some responsibility here because I was shown.  And I have very little dealing with this lady because I just drop her stuff off and run.  Sometimes I see her on the street and we say hi.  I think she's a seer because she looks at me like seers look at me and I wonder what she's seeing.  I figure she's a new ager, which is good, cause they do not think you're nuts for having visions, so the easiest way will be for me to come right out and tell her that Jesus has been hanging around her door for awhile and she might wanna let Him in.   

So, I'm waiting for my opportunity.  A couple days go by, no opportunity.  I don't wanna just let this pass.  Then yesterday, she came down her driveway to talk to me.  I said "Hey, do you have something rose-scented by your door?"  She goes "What?" As if I am a crazy person, so I repeat the question.  She doesn't have any secret roses out there so I say, "Ok, then it was what I thought I saw then."  Oooo, she's hooked now!  She's leaning forward and asking me what it was!  So I explain the whole deal with my spiritual senses and the rose thing and then asking God what it was and then the vision and she is actually taking me seriously.  I get done telling and her eyes got really big and she starts to tell me what she saw!  She saw Jesus in a rainbow over her house.  So then we are acting like crazy people in the driveway yelling and hugging and jumping up and down.  So she's on Cloud 9 and I'm trying to figure out where I go from here.  I have a little better feel for where she's at.  She's cool with Jesus, but doesn't see Him as the one way, or realize her need for repentance.  So I think this will be a process and a to-be-continued story...

Hearing From God Through Dreams

Hearing is such a crucial element in your walk with God, but many Christians I talk to either say they don't hear, or they're unhappy with the level at which they're hearing.  I know I'm never satisfied.  There are a lot of ways that God speaks but I can tell you how I started, which is through dreams.

Most of us are so busy and in environments so full of distractions that God can't get a word in edgewise.  But when you're asleep, you're fair game.

Contrary to popular belief, dreams do not come from pizza and pickles.  They come from three sources; God, Satan and your own soul.  All three sources contain information that you want to have.  You can pray against the Satanic prophesies, soulish dreams reveal the condition of your heart and obviously you want to hear what God has for you.  I believe most if not all of my dreams are from God, but I believe that is so because I value them, I ask for them and I record them.  I never had dreams like these before when I didn't know that I could dream like Joseph or Solomon or Abraham or Jacob.  But God is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow and He is no respecter of persons.  Any experience you see someone in the Bible having, you can potentially have that.  So how do you have dreams from God?

1. Repent of calling them pizza dreams or whatever tactic you've used to devalue them.  
2. Tell God you want to hear from Him and only Him through your dreams.  Tell Him to wake you up as soon as He gives you one so you can write it down.  
3. When you wake up, go write it down!  That sounds like a no-brainer but when you're groggy and comfy and operating under the delusion that you'll remember in the morning, the prevailing drive is to go back to sleep.  The truth is, you probably won't remember the whole thing, and if you don't care enough to write it down, God will stop bothering you and let you sleep.  He's a nice guy that way.
4. Ask for an interpretation.  Don't try to reason it out right away.  Ask.  Grogginess seems to facilitate hearing.  Don't be discouraged if you don't get an answer right away.  I have interpretations come over a period of days although lots are immediate.  

There is a lot to Christian dream interpretation that is beyond this blog, but study the dreams in the Bible, study the parables and pay attention to symbology whenever you read.  It will help you develop metaphorical thinking skills.  What you don't want to do is use a secular method for interpreting dreams from God.

Some resources that have helped me are Understanding Dreams & Visions and Don't Stop Dreaming, which is a 3 CD teaching for $15. Send an email for more info on that one.  Both are great dream teachings with very little overlap, those will take you a long way.  Barbie Breathitt has some biblically based dream symbol cards that are expensive, but I recommend you at least get the one that explains the meanings of colors, as you'll use that daily.

I volunteer at a dream interpretation site called "Now Interpret This!" You can post your dreams and see what other interpreters think.  It's a good place to learn and practice. 

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Message From God in a Dream

Last night I dreamed I was at my friends house, except it wasn't his actual house, it was up a ridge and had a big front porch and my Mom and I and someone else were sitting out there. Friends didn't seem to be home. Anyway, I saw a car come up the road and rollover in front of us. I said "There's a rollover!" (Not that anybody could miss it.) "2 rollover, 3 rollovers." I was counting out loud as it rolled 3 times. 2 people flew out of the side window that was open and landed in a pile in the ditch. We ran over and they got up, a mother and a daughter. I helped the mother to the house, the daughter was just bruised. The mother said her back hurt and she hoped she wasn't having a heart attack. I started to pray for her as we were walking in and the power of God came and I got lifted off my feet. I freaked out because I was hanging onto this lady and she was walking through the door and I was afraid I was going to bang my head but I got back down on the ground and she was looking around like "What is happening?" but she doesn't interrupt my prayer.  I got her all prayed for and then they then took off without the ambulance that Mom called. Don't know how because their car was flat.  Later, my friend was home and I said "There was a rollover here today." He said, "Man, there's always rollovers here. People are looking in their rearview mirror to see if the cops are going to get them and they don't see those potholes there."

Ok, so symbol breakdown
road up a ridge - road to spiritual growth
porch - place to watch the world
3 - perfect witness, 3 people on porch, car rolled 3 times
mother/daughter - generational stuff
back hurt - past issues hurting her
heart attack - emotional pain
Cops - enforcers of the curse of the law
potholes - the enemy's traps

What I think God is saying, is that many people are trying to move up spiritually, but don't really understand grace and and are still dealing with sins in their past and expecting judgement. Looking behind blinds them to Satan's trap in front of them and they are perpetuating this on to the next generation.  My job is to pray for those that are made obvious to me and get them back on the road.  My friend in the dream, - credible source. This particular guy used to be involved in a religion where you lived under the law, but now understands grace.  He also knows something about generational curses and self-unforgiveness, so if he is saying this is a rampant problem, I will regard what he's saying as true.

Are you hurting from your past, are you feeling guilty and ashamed?  It's no accident you're reading this.  God is not mad at you.  The only thing God is upset about is that you're hurting.  The Bible says that if you ask for forgiveness,  He separates you from your sin as far as the east is from the west and he doesn't remember it anymore.  It's not even a part of you.  

I'm sensing someone reading this is a Christian, has already repented, but is still carrying past hurts and guilt. Pray this prayer, out loud, Satan needs to hear you make this choice.  "Father I repent of all my sins and I accept your forgiveness.  I choose to forgive myself.   I ask you Jesus, to wash my feet with your Blood that the power of all my sins are broken.  I ask you Lord to heal all the pain that these sins have caused, heal my heart, heal my soul, heal those that I have sinned against.  I cancel and strip all rights of Satan to torment us for these sins.  I bind and cast all demons that have just lost their rights to afflict me to the feet of Jesus and say that they may never return. And Father, I turn my heart toward You.  I choose to enter your Presence clean and pure by the Blood of Jesus.  I ask you to be the peace, love and joy within me today.  In Jesus' name, amen."

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