As I Am…

God,

I want to see from Your perspective
I want to know what You know
I want to be holy like You are
I want to have want You have
I want to love as You love

Wait – We are One, right?

Let’s try this again…

I do see from Your perspective
I do know what You know
I am holy like You are
I already have what You have for me
I love as You love

Thank you, Papa, for letting me live as though I have already accomplished it all.


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What Are We Feeding Ourselves?

As most of you know I bake and cook for a living. It’s my passion and it’s my ministry – much of my day is consumed with thoughts of food.

Besides the actual baking and preparing of the food, I spend a great deal of time contemplating the person who is on the receiving end of the food. I talk with God about them and I speak blessings over their lives, asking that they would feel the love and peace of God when they open their package.

This also how I am fed every day. I spend time with God, seeking how to pray for other’s needs, how to bless them and then speak it out, over them. No, they are not there in the room with me and they don’t even know that I pray for them. It doesn’t matter – I don’t do it for recognition. I do it because we have so much hurt and pain in the world and this is something that I can do; something I GET to do.

I pray it makes a difference in their lives. (And I have different testimonies that it does).

Also most of you know that I post a lot of pictures of my food on social media. I don’t do that to make you feel any particular emotion. I post them because making food for people brings me joy and that joy is the intent of the posts.

It feeds me, emotionally. I have so many conversations with God while cooking that it’s as if He’s in the room with me all day long. My food pictures are the fruit of my conversations in a way. 🙂

But…

The real reason for this post isn’t to bore you with my day to day stuff. No, It’s to ask you a question:

How do you get fed everyday? How are you feeding yourself?

I have a suggestion, if you are willing to listen.

No matter what you do, where you go, or what you post on social media, make sure God is in it. Make sure it comes out of the fruit of your time with Him.

Yes certainly there is darkness and corruption in the world but WE have the answers! We have the solutions because we have Holy Spirit access and He is the one how will bring us wisdom and revelation – all we have to do is ask.

Are you hungry?

Are you hungry enough to go spend time with God and let Him teach you how to respond to the needs of the world? Because if you are, you will be a blessing and a wonder to those around you.

If you aren’t that hungry, you will only react emotionally out of wounds that haven’t been dealt with you may indeed become part of the problem.

Bottom line: What you eat is important. How you are fed is important too.

Seek Wisdom – Bring the Solution

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We have the answers needed, for ourselves and those around us. That doesn’t make us know-it-alls.

We have access to all the Wisdom we need, for ourselves and for others – all we have to do is ask.

We have access to the Holy Spirit who dwells inside us – we need only to be still and listen to him and he will give us the answers we need. Those answers are for our own circumstances and for those we pray for.

If all the above is true and it is – who are we praying for? Are we mere men who only reveal the darkness around us, or are we saints who bring light, aka, the answers and solutions to the needs of those around us?

Are we praying for those who are in the news that gets caught up in wrongdoing?

Are we praying for the problems in our neighborhood?

Do we seek wisdom from above for the answers we and others need?

Are we truly, truly praying for the solutions to these circumstances or are we praying for them to become “right” in our own understanding? I don’t know about you but oftentimes my understanding is a bit skewed to match my current circumstances – not the Truth of the reality around me. (Prov. 3:5-6) If we trust God and use his wisdom, we won’t need to lean on our own understanding.

I mention all of this because I think we as believers don’t actually believe. I mean that in the sense that we don’t act or respond to things like we believe. When others see us they don’t see us as an example of Jesus.

We can’t profess things we don’t live.

Maybe we are only doing what we’ve been taught to do. Maybe we are having such a hard time in our own lives that we only see things through that distorted lens.
I don’t know but I include myself in these things. I’m not exempt from reacting out of my own circumstances at times.

What I do know is this – speaking those things that are not, as though they were is a powerful weapon against darkness. (Rom 4:7) When we do this, we are declaring what God has spoken to us and it sets our eyes toward it. It’s a powerful weapon of encouragement to us and to others. Speaking the solution, as opposed to speaking only those things we see with our natural eyes change our focus to HOPE and dreams. When we only see and speak of darkness, there isn’t any hope, there is no life and when we live in that place, we have put our faith in the wrong kingdom.

Please understand, this is not a message of condemnation. No, it’s a message of hope and a reminder of the access we have so we CAN be light and salt in this world that is in need of us to stand up in who we are and reveal the kingdom to them – even if it’s by praying for them, declaring a future and a hope over them or by simply loving them where they are.

For there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus…

So let’s go out bring the answers and solutions to those around us and not spend our time pointing out darkness. Sure it’s there but what are WE going to do about it? Ask God, he’s waiting for you.

Encouragement – We All Need It

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Encouragement – We all want it, heck, we all need it!

I’ve found that things are a little different in the kingdom than they are in the world. For instance, if I need something, I usually have to begin to give something away. If I need kindness, I need to be kind. It’s a kingdom of opposites in some ways.

What seems right to a man is death, (Prov. 16:25) Hmmm. I think this scripture may have something to do with the ‘kingdom-way’ of doing things. If I keep doing things only for me, me, me, all it will do is bring death. If I am so full of things or information and never give back or pour back out to others, I’m a virtual dead sea with no outlet. I’m dead.

So, when I need encouragement, I encourage others. When I need wisdom, the first thing I do is ask, and then I give away what He’s given to me because others are seeking it. God has always been faithful in giving me what other’s need. He probably does the same for you.

Encouragement is often like an affirmation. It’s the turbo boost we sometimes need at the very end of a project or season. When things seem like they couldn’t get any harder but still do, encouragement is the juice that will keep us contending for the breakthrough we know is just around the corner. It will cause us to stand up straighter and know that we are doing what we are supposed to be doing.

So, am I right; don’t we all need encouragement? I would challenge you to purpose your day to go out and find someone who needs exactly what you need and encourage them to not give up, to keep pressing until the breakthrough comes. Tell them exactly what you need to hear, use the same exact words you are longing to hear yourself. You will be amazed how refreshed you feel. Holy Spirit may even now be whispering to you some of the things you need to do or say to bring about this refreshing to others and vicariously, for yourself too.

I’ve done this before with great success. This is not a formula of course because we all need different things. But it can be a principal or a tool. One day when I was feeling pretty discouraged I went into the grocery store to pick up a few things. All I wanted to do was get what I needed as quickly as possible and then go home.  When I got my things and approached one of the checkout lanes, I noticed that one of the cashiers was really looking down and discouraged. I knew that if spoke some encouragement to her and simply spoke blessings over her, she would be lifted up and maybe even begin to smile; she would be encouraged.

Of course, that’s exactly what I did. I began by telling her what an awesome job she was doing and that immediately brought a smile to her face. I spoke other encouraging words over her and not only did her countenance change but so did everyone else who was standing in line behind me. By the time I left the store, which was really only a matter of ten minutes, I was encouraged myself! Win, win.

The kingdom of God is here, living inside each and every one of us. It’s not supposed to remain there. It’s supposed to be shared, transplanted in dark places or even in people who have no hope left. We have the answers to all they need. When we encourage others we are bringing light into their current darkness and isn’t that where light belongs, in the dark places? Aren’t we to be messengers of hope? I believe encouragement can be (and is) a great big doorway into bringing the kingdom to earth and transforming our neighborhoods and cities; one kind encouraging word at a time.

Let’s purpose to do this and if you do, come back and tell me about it; I will be greatly encouraged too!

So go! Get out there and encourage someone, right now, today!

 

Speaking in tongues – judging not the Body

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Speaking in tongues…

Acts 2:4 All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them.

 The scripture referenced above is the one I think of most often when I think about speaking in tongues and maybe I’m not the only one.

Do we all think this? Do we expect everyone, ALL to begin to speak in other tongues when they are filled with the Holy Spirit? Do we allow for any exceptions in this?

I hope so, my experience is an exception.

The day I surrendered to Jesus was an ordinary day, starting out like many other days. I was in my breakfast room it was only me and Father God; no one else. There wasn’t an altar call that led me weeping down to the front of the church to repent of my sins and beg that Jesus accept me. No, it was nothing like that at all…but that is another story for another day.

At that time, I didn’t know a thing about speaking in tongues. My husband was praying for people in the Healing Rooms every week and fairly soon, I began to join him there praying for people too.

As it turned out, everyone in the Healing Rooms spoke in tongues. Apparently, it was a big deal and it WAS the definition of intercession, at least according to one of the leaders there. Well, guess what folks; I didn’t have my prayer language yet and that made things a little awkward. Yet, even though I didn’t have a prayer language, I still heard and was filled with the Holy Spirit.

Every Saturday morning we went to the Healing Rooms to pray for people. Before those needing prayer arrived though, we would always have intercession over the day and the needs of the people coming, or whatever the Holy Spirit led us to pray for. We started off by worshiping first and then we would move into intercession.

During intercession, most people would pray in tongues, their prayer language. When they did, I kind of felt left out because I didn’t have a prayer language yet. One of the leaders kept telling me to pray in tongues, use your prayer language! I had to confess to him I didn’t have a prayer language yet.

Sorry.

Once I confessed I kept feeling like I was viewed a little differently than everyone else. I felt like my “salvation” was in question.

I began to believe it and I hated it! I felt like a fraud. Since I thought I couldn’t contribute to the intercession, the only thing I could do was whisper “Jesus” over and over again while everyone else interceded. I wanted to give up and go home. It didn’t help when the leader kept looking at me as if I wasn’t trying hard enough! He was a little frustrated with me; I was a little frustrated with me. I couldn’t figure out why I was different and what I did wrong that didn’t allow me to have this gift. I began to dread intercession and wished it were over so we could pray for the patients; that I could do.

I felt the Holy Spirit move through me as I prayed for others. I was even beginning to hear His voice more. I prayed over people every week – I even used words of knowledge to speak into their lives so why couldn’t I speak in tongues? Sure I tried all the practicing and babbling that people will try and get you to do, hoping that would somehow trigger a language that is right there, just beyond reach, waiting for the right trigger to release it; all to no avail.

It wasn’t until almost a year later that I got this precious, long-awaited gift.

Paul was out of town and I went to a Kingdom Entrepreneurs meeting by myself. There was a guest speaker I really wanted to hear. (I can’t remember this gentleman’s name, sadly.) This man was a disciple of Dave Roberson, the author of The Walk of the Spirit the Walk of Power, which I had read two times already. I was so excited about this meeting that I was even willing to go without Paul which wasn’t normally the case.

During the meeting, this man told testimony after testimony about speaking in tongues. He spoke of how so many breakthroughs came in his life through this gift. My longing was stirred up so much while listening to him! I kept praying, “Lord, I want this gift!” “Lord, why can’t I have this gift!” and so the night went with even more stories.

When he had finally finished speaking of such powerful things, he did a version of an altar call; except this time it wasn’t for salvation – it was for the gift of speaking in tongues! I ran…lol. I was first in the line of about 8 other people.

When I got up there, he didn’t pray, he spoke to me instead. He then grabbed my hands, touched my head and said, “Speak” and I looked at him in a funny way. He said it again, “Speak”! And I spoke! I spoke so much I was laughing and crying, all at the same time. It was amazing, it was weird and I couldn’t stop! No seriously, I couldn’t stop! For three or four days, I spoke in tongues – out loud, under my breath, and even in my sleep.

It changed so many things. Now I could pray even when I didn’t know what to pray – finally!

Do I always know what I’m praying? No, I don’t. But what I do know is that when I pray/speak in tongues things happen in the spirit and in the natural. Things move that I don’t know about until much later sometimes.

Something I find interesting about praying/speaking in tongues is that my language changes over time. It also changes depending on the need. My prayer language for general intercession and warfare are much different. One is almost like worship and the other is more like a weapon. Neither is consciously decided upon when I start praying, it’s moved by the spirit.

Sometimes I pray out loud and sometimes under my breath – I think under my breath would be the most typical. You know, at work, at the grocery store, at the bank – wherever there is a need for prayer but not necessarily a need to be heard by everyone.

I probably take this gift for granted a lot of the time. It’s simply something I do, not something I think about. But whether I think about it or not it is an amazing gift from God that can and will move mountains. And by the way, it has nothing to do with salvation. Nope.

I tell you these things because we as a Body need to let God be God in peoples lives and give grace to those who may not be walking the exact path that we are. So what if they act or believe a little bit differently. So what if what they are currently preaching is “old hat” to you and you believe differently. It matters not! There is one Body, but many parts,  (1 Corinthians 12:12-27). We are not all supposed to be the same. How boring would it be if we were?

I have a group of believers that I have gathered around me. Or maybe it was God who did it. Either way, we are not clones, these friends of mine. We are a diverse group of believers who learn from each other and hold each other accountable. But, we are not alike in every aspect of our theology or beliefs. That is what Grace if for and we love and honor each other greatly.

I would admonish us all to give grace to those who differ from us. Give honor to those who are different because they are God’s favorite ones and He loves them more than we can even know.

(I apologize for about 4 different rabbit trails! 🙂 )

 

 

 

WAIT – Walk Always In Trust

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Give up worrying. Trust that God is with you, always.

In my walk with God, I’ve done a lot of teaching and equipping. While I do this with joy, sometimes I would love it if I had someone who was sowing into me, maybe a spiritual mother or a mentor. I’ve never really had either of these. It’s been more of me coming alongside other leaders and serving them…
One day a few years ago I was on my long commute from work heading home, and my heart was somewhat heavy. I was feeling a little worn out and lonely. And yes, even having a wee pity party. I began asking God, “When would I get a spiritual mother or a mentor that would sow into me. When would I find someone who would teach and equip me?”
That’s when I heard God speak. Very softly He said, “Ginny, these things you want, that’s what you are to many others. You teach and equip them for their journey and you pull treasure out in them that they never knew was there. I do these things for you. For now, it is enough.”
When He said these things, it WAS enough. I felt peace envelop me and I wasn’t sad or lonely anymore. It was my answer and I’ve never worried or cried about it since.
Today, I have others who come alongside me share to share this journey.  They encourage me and teach me, often without even knowing it. They are amazing and life wouldn’t be the same without them. I know God placed each and every one of them beside me.
If you find yourself feeling discouraged or even sad about things in your life, be sure to listen carefully – I’m pretty sure God has a plan for you too. He is your greatest encourager and the greatest mentor you could ever find.

Compassion – Do we show it, or just talk about it?

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I was thinking about empathy and compassion this morning and brought to mind a post I shared a while back. It said, “Name a movie that made you cry.” There have been many comments on the thread, which is great, but not the point.  Many of the movies named have been pretty predictable while others have not. Many of these movies I hadn’t thought of in years and others I had never even watched, which is also, great.

But what got me thinking was some of the comments from people who said they never watched sad movies. Some even mentioned the reason was because there was already so much sadness in the world. Others didn’t explain their reasons…all fine and good too. There are many times I simply cannot watch a sad movie because I’m already in a sad place myself and what I need is joy and hope.

If we never watch sad movies, those movies that cause us to be in the midst of the suffering, does this speak of our compassion or our lack of compassion and empathy towards those around us? Is this something we avoid because it is uncomfortable and messy?

For instance, if we look at this through a bigger lens, I wonder what this says about the human condition when we avoid situations that we know will make us sad; you know, the widow down the street who not only lost her husband but has now just lost her son to disease or sickness. Or the man who just lost his job because he has addictions and can’t afford rehab and doesn’t know of any other kind of help.

Yes, it breaks our heart, it really does but it would hurt in a different and more tangible way if we were to go and enter into that suffering with them. I think there is a fear of involvement that wants to keep us “safe” behind our doors. It’s easier to talk about compassion than it is to show compassion.

If we were to simply go and let them know they’re not alone or to let them know there is someone who loves them and can maybe help, it might change their world. Yes, that would definitely cost us something in the end.

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I do think we (I) need to count the cost more and pay the price for others. What’s the worst thing that can happen, we make a new friend? Or we get to help a neighbor gain freedom? Who knows? I need to come out of the “safe” cave of me and GO out more and then enter into the lives around me.

What about you – are you showing compassion or simply talking about it? What are your thoughts?