Identification

P 3224 Look at what God did …

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… with another ceiling leak in the bedroom. I’m not big about talking about stuff that happens around us all the time, but this one was so incredible, I thought others might what to hear what the Lord has done, supernaturally.

Our bedroom roof leaked again somewhere else the night before last. It was a steady drip … Hilariously, it was right near a power outlet! So we had to call our roofing company once more. Despite being overwhelmed, because we did just pay a lot to have it fixed – we gave it all back to Jesus, again. The elder brother of the family of roofers was so kind, apologetic and responsive on the phone, and the next day at 11am, he turned up with his younger brother. The problem was fixed in no time and he is coming back in a week to apply another coat of waterproofing. 

Then the eldest son proceeded to share an incredibly lovely testimony about his father. The day after he had been at our house ago, he had suddenly developed sepsis.The older man’s gallbladder had a massive infection and he had gone jaundiced and collapsed. His heart apparently nearly stopped and he had high fevers and nearly died. He ended up in intensive care. He is still there, and is now critical, but more stable. 

Just to recap and put you in the picture… you may remember, this whole story started on the day when our roof was leaking like a waterfall in our bedroom. (P3209) A local family of roofers came to repair it. While they were here, I felt very strongly to make three bookmarks, with an eagle charm on them, for the father and his two adult sons. I also had a strong prophetic word for the father. 

I actually had to make the bookmarks from scratch, whilst the men were still on the roof! Hubby gave the word I had gotten from the Lord, to the father of the group, and spoke to all three of them. But the word that was given the father really hit him. It moved him so much he said he was going to put a picture of an eagle on his truck to remind him of what Jesus had said to him. The gift of the bookmark for himself and his sons, and the specific word really impacted all of them. 

However, many days later, in the semi conscious, near death state, he said he felt his spiritual body float upwards. All he could see was the eagle charm on the bookmark we had given him. He said he was looking down on himself as he floated upwards, and then Jesus Himself met him and said, “It’s not your time to come here yet, you still have things to do,” and then he floated back down into his body. 

This incredible vision has had a huge impact on him for these past few days, and all he could think or talk about was his powerful encounter with Jesus, us and the word God gave him about eagles. His son went on to say that it was hard to get his Dad to talk about anything else! Even though he was getting better, he was still quite seriously ill.  

The eldest son said his dad has been so impacted by this word that when he gets better he wants to come and fix our main roof for us, free of charge. (We won’t be doing that! What God gives is free!!) The point was, it had meant so much to the older man. We told his son that we will be praying for his Dad and he was very grateful. The father wants to talk to us when he gets out of the hospital.

I haven’t written down what the Lord told me to tell the father about here, because I regard those things as a private conversation between someone else and the Lord. Meanwhile —isn’t God amazing?!? All of this started with a leaking roof!  The result of a bad hail storm.

The first thing I want to say about this situation is that if God had not been teaching hubby and I to hand over burdens and problems — I would have been in such a state about the bedroom roof potentially falling in that I probably wouldn’t have heard the Lord when He spoke to me!  Plus we would not have known about any of this if the roof hadn’t leaked again. 

Secondly, the Lord didn’t shout! It was just a whisper. I sort of knew that the Word I was given was more for the father than his two adult sons, but I had no faith for anything else that followed. Like I have said before, it is amazing what the Lord will do with our obedience. It certainly has put a brand new slant on the scripture: “Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you, and learn of Me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.” Matthew 11:28-29.

Lastly, I felt the Lord tell me this: “This is the purpose of prophetic words out in the market place. They are not sent to correct, they are sent for identification, direction and encouragement.” We have seen the Lord do amazing things with something that seemed so simple to us, and yet it meant everything to the hearer. 

We need to take whatever word He gives us and give it , whether the person is a Christian or not. Prophetic words are not the exclusive property of Christians.. I was just reminded of the parable of the wedding banquet, again, all the king told his servants to say was: “Come!”

I believe we are beginning a “come” season. This means we can invite others with whatever He tells us to say, they receive it, and then He does the rest. I hope this testimony has blessed you the way it blessed us. Bye. 👋

P 2508 People who have authority have great power.

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Yesterday, I had an early early appointment to go to an out-clinic at a major hospital. I hate going there. That particular hospital and I are not friends, because I have had some very nasty things happen to me, inside it. Plus I’ve met very grumpy, uninspiring staff! And yes … I have repented and forgiven them. Things are so unhappy in there, to cheer the staff up at Christmas, I give the clinics I attend, chocolates.  

I was kind of grizzle-praying at the Lord about it – I know you would never do that  — but, sigh, sometimes I do. An-y-wa-y … as I was …… praying, the Lord interrupted me, and told me if I gave the whole thing to Him, He would give me a testimony. So I shut up … and gave the appointment to Him.

First of all, we were seen immediately and that never happens. Unfortunately you also never see the same doctor twice, and this one had a Uni student following him around. That fully qualified doctor empowered me by the way he treated me. Instead of the usual brick wall you meet in the hospital… I think I met someone who actually liked people and his job. 

Anyway, at the end of our short time, I told him that in 36 years of attending there I had never ever met one doctor, or nurse, or care-giver who cared enough to ask about my personal comfort: This nice man actually asked me: “How have you been? Do you think, that the medicine you are taking is helping you?” I was gob- smacked … going there often feels like an assembly line: this guy sees my liver, that one oversees my endocrine system, this one my skin, and on and on. No-one asks me how I am. Rather it is like facing a health test, and it seems like I’m failing that all over the place.

Then this very nice doctor utterly surprised me, again. He said, after looking carefully at my chart with all the various clinics, I attend on it: “With all the difficulties you have, you need to be kind to yourself and take it easy on yourself. You have a lot to contend with.” I was totally blown away again. Nobody in 36 years has actually verbally paid any attention to how my health affects my well-being! Colour me astonished!!

They have, in the past, offered me counselling for depression …which would mean more time at that hospital(!) Hah! Like I would say yes to that!! So yesterday, I was so empowered by this nice man’s attitude, I spoke up. I did that mainly because the young student medic was sitting there. I thought it wouldn’t kill this young fellow to learn that people like to be treated like people, not like one sausage in a string of sausages! You know, people with authority can lend you their power, by the way they treat you, and that is an essential part of healing too.  

After the appointment, I spent quite a while thanking Jesus for all that He did. He promised me He would surprise me and He did. When He surprises me, it hardly ever looks like I think it will!  Meanwhile, hubby went to get the car, and left me in my chair by the front door. And then another patient came in. He was incredibly morbidly obese, and it broke my heart. I’m sitting in my chair, NOT looking at him, weeping away behind my mask. (Masks are great for that stuff, they are good for praying in tongues too!) I did both.

I still have tears in my eyes when I think about him. At once I started praying and I will keep on doing it until the Lord takes him out of my memory. This dear man sat down. I immediately noticed that his very very large legs were purple, and his poor tummy was so big it reached the floor from a sitting position. I just sat, and prayed, and discreetly cried for him – I can’t imagine how that man copes in such a judgmental opinionated world.

Outside on his way to get the car, my husband was having his own adventure. He encountered a tormented soul who was screaming at some security guards. They were trying to calm him down, and he was becoming more and more violent and agitated. So hubby started praying for the man as he went quietly by, and slowly this guy started to calm down. It occurred to me, who would pray for all these tormented, and often tortured, very ill patients, if people with faith weren’t around?

As Christians, we are a people with great authority and with that authority comes His great power. This means we can change the atmosphere around us – even when we are learning. You know sometimes we can only actually walk in compassion, through identification. Bye. 👋