Intercession

Was so totally rapped this morning and wasn't able to share my joy with anyone at college, nor at home. I have only told Kristin cos we caught up for a run at lunchtime and she's independent enough. Anyway, so it's yet another story for my beloved blog!

This morning before college, I met with the usual group of intercessors that Ive been asked to pray with on behalf of the needs of a select group of people. After praying up a bit of a storm, one of them stopped the prayers and said she felt we needed to pray for one of our own, so we covered some more ground, then turned to the one we were directed to pray for. Upon starting, the Lord gave me Jeremiah 17:7-8 to give to her. It says "Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, and whose hope is the Lord. For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters, which spreads out its roots by the river, and will not fear when heat comes; but its leaf will be green, and will not be anxious in the year of drought, nor will cease from yielding fruit". As soon as I began reading it, she starting squealing "yes yes yes, that's for me". It's funny how I just knew it was for her, because we didn't even discuss what she needed prayer for. From what I gather, she has had some sort of unexpected attack on her finances.

Then as we began to pray, I had a vision of a dark room with windows all down the side. The windows started to pop open and sunlight streamed into the room, I could see the golden rays and felt their warmth. As I quietly watched and wondered what the vision meant, the person praying suddenly prayed that windows of opportunity would open, and I stopped them and said "that's it, that's what the vision was!" and I explained my vision. Then the one praying said they also saw a vision of windows, exactly the same. I was so encouraged!!!

These intercessors have been mighty prayer warriors for many years and are much older then me. For the last couple of months we have prayed together in obedience and I have never had visions before, though everyone else has had frequent and numerous visions for every person we have covered! I couldn't help but feel a little bit intimidated by my sheer lack of insight, so I asked the Lord to also give me visions to share. Wow, God truly answers prayer. I just know without a doubt I am where He wants me to be. Glory to God. It feels so good.

Tonight I am heading to the VLC Prayer for the Nations. I am so excited.

Old days

This is a piccy from 2004, which just so happens to still be on the Net!!! I am sitting in the front row, third from the left among all these very important executives who head the departments across Government. Man, I am so grateful I no longer work there! PRAISE GOD He delivered me ;oD

Still mucking around with hair

This is Elyse, Christie and I all sporting the same hairdo ;-)

Aunty Michelle & Angelina

A change of hair!

Christie showed me the funniest website, which allows you to view yourself with different hairstyles. This is my range of hairdos ;-)

A blessing of nappies

Yesterday, Sharon gave me a whole lot of very cute cloth nappies for Angelina. She bought them many years ago and used them for her three kids, but her kids are now too big and she no longer intends to have any more children, so she kindly gave them to me. What a blessing! They were made in Scotland and mum and I have never seen anything like them. They are just adorable.

Some have velcro, while the rest have little press studs so you can close the nappies at a range of distances to cater for growth. There are 11 white towell-type material nappies, six "baby beehind" nappies, three little coloured soft (red and green) nappies, five sea-design printed waterproof cases and eight white waterproof cases. She also tossed in three bibs, two white carry bags and a hanging nappy holder. Oh what a blessing. Praise God ;-)

Goodbye Misty

Yesterday, our beautiful German Shepherd, Misty, died. That's three dogs gone now between Jules and Mum's house. I actually feel somewhat relieved though because Misty has been ill for many years and has suffered from depression since going through some overwhelmingly challenging situations over the last seven years. I actually prayed God would put her out of her misery, just a couple of days ago.

I was so grateful that one of our friends Marcus, just happened to ring up mum and was at the house within an hour of Misty dying. She was a huge dog, weighing at least about 80kg. He somehow managed to dig a hole and carry her to it all on his own. The saddest thing is that Marshall, our two year old German Shepherd, simply refused to vacate the room where she died and insisted watching Marcus remove her body. I don't think he understood she had died. All yesterday, he kept wandering outside around the back garden to look for her. Oh the poor dog. Just breaks my heart. How do you explain to a dog what has happened.

Apart from that, i just feel so much peace about the situation. She is in a much better place now than suffering on earth.

Divine healing

The last few days, my little niece has apparently been ill. On Friday when she went to college, her food came up and out of her mouth four times and that was before creche had started at 9am! So anyway, I had mercy and told Jules she could bring her over yesterday. She arrived at 12.30pm and I took her off Jules, told mum and Jules to go and do something else, closed my room door and got into some serious warfare.

I sang in tongues over her for two hours, annointed her with oil, bound evil spirits in Jesus name, pleaded the blood of Jesus over her and prayed Scripture over her. Four hours later, she was radiant with divine glowing health and smiling a BIG smile.... so I snapped these piccies of her. Then I took her to church for the Saturday night service. It was such a small congregation, but she loved it all the same. She smiled at everyone who walked by and gazed around the room during praise and worship. Then she had a nap through Ps David's sermon, before becomign bright and perky again for the closing praise and worship song. I dropped her home at 7.30pm and she was still smiling. Bless her little heart. The sacrifice of time was worth it.

Sowing seeds on good soil

I am so excited. Over the last few months I have felt led to pray for an old friend, and to reconnect with her. I can see my prayers are working.

Today is her birthday and so on Thursday, I posted her a gift so she could get it by her birthday. I figured, she has not watched the Christian DVD I sent her, so I decided to use yet another means of sowing seeds into her life. The journal is really cute and says "Every day is a gift from God" on the front. Each page has a different Scripture, some food for her starved, hungry spirit! Anyway, she just rang me up to say thank you and how touched she was by it.

... and THEN, she started to ask me about Bible college and asked me what exactly I'm studying. Hehe, I was ready. I told her we were studying Australia's Christian heritage and told her this is a Christian nation and some of our early explorers, like Captain Cook, dedicated this country to God. I also told her about the different methods of healing I have learnt. She asked what I meant by that and I said, oh you can pray words from the Bible over people who are sick, you can annoint them with oil, you can use the name of Jesus, etc.. she was intrigued. We learnt that in second term this year. Then I started telling her about the areas of community service Victory Life Centre is involved in, for example feeding the homeless through Kings Cafe, clothing struggling families that Centrelink sends to the church through our communties services centre, helping people in challenging circumstances to clean up their houses and gardens through the outreach teams we send out. They were all examples she could understand and connect with.

Prior to our lunch last week, I have never really spoken to her about my faith and the wonderful Lord Jesus I serve. I thought about telling her my testimony today, which I have been preparing for this Tuesday coming up when I have to deliver it to the whole class (aaaagggghhhh), but it wasn't the right time. I am feeling a bit nervous. I suppose because mine seems so much deeper and more personal than the three we have heard so far. I just feel the Holy Spirit wants me share it. I sort of feel a bit raw exposing these details, but I know that if it wasn't for God's tender mercies, I would not be where am today, so I want to give God the glory. He deserves the highest praise. One of my friends at college, John, pointed out that we can set people free with our testimonies.

Revelation 12:11 tells us that we overcome by the blood of the Lamb and the word of our testimony.

Secular mix

For the last few months, I have felt as though the Lord has been leading me to reconnect with a girl I used to work with about three years ago. Since I started college, I have actually been distancing myself from a lot of old work colleagues because their beliefs and values are different to mine and when we have had spiritual conversations, I have found myself getting a bit confused because my foundations were not strong and I think I had a warped perception of some doctrine.

Anyway, only a few weeks ago in prayer one morning, I suddenly felt this overwhelming burden for this girl and I felt as though the Lord wanted me to buy her a children’s DVD called “God made you so special”. I wrestled with the idea initially, thinking about how I could use the money more wisely and also, being a children’s cartoon movie, I was unsure how useful it would be or what she would think. After all my internal debating, I went ahead and bought the DVD, drove to her house and left it on her doorstep with a note saying I would love to catch up.

To be honest, I didn’t really feel much like catching up though because this girl is so much into new age stuff and it really grieves me...so it was a declaration in faith. Anyway, for the next couple of weeks we played phone hockey and kept missing each other’s calls. After we arranged a time for lunch, we had to reschedule a few times. She said she also wanted another workmate to come. I sort of got the impression she was a bit fearful of meeting with me alone because she knows I am at Bible college. Anyway, we finally managed to arrange at a set time – yesterday lunch time with our other friend, and my baby niece Angelina.

So Angelina and I parked up the top of Mount St, walked down the huge hill and got there half an hour early, so we just sang in tongues waiting. When this other friend walked in, she immediately fell in love with Angelina and asked to have a hold. Then I proceeded in telling her all about what a miracle she was and how my sister had had numerous miscarriages and how if I wasn’t at Bible college I didn’t believe she would be alive today. I also told her how God had spoken to me in a dream and told me to do Bible college.

To my surprise, Bev was actually really receptive of all that I said and it’s like I just had this boldness in talking about God. She said she wasn’t “religious at all”, but that her daughter has recently gotten involved in a Baptist church and how she had heard of an Indian guy who had been healed and who God had also spoken to in a dream and later become a devout Christian. Praise God He has obviously been planting lots of seeds in her life!!!

Then Dee, the one I’ve been praying for so much, came along and I repeated my testimony about Angelina. Both asked me quite a few questions and it didn’t seem weird or uncomfortable at all. Neither could get over how sweet and quiet and beautiful Angelina is. I said it was because she is a gift from God. In contrast, Bev said her children all screamed and cried all the time and often vomited up their food because they suffered from reflux (a condition of the gut where the valve doesn’t work properly). She said that in the few times she ducked out to the shops, it was a nightmare and so the idea of bringing them to a restaurant was not even a consideration. She said she was so sleep deprived and old ladies kept giving her unwanted advice and she felt like bashing them all up. She also said Angelina was so pretty and delicate, unlike her children who were rolls of fat and odd-shaped. I never realised some mothers had it so hard and it made me realize how blessed I am to be part of such a precious child’s life.

Dee said she hadn’t watched the DVD yet, but was touched by the fact that I had given it to her.
Anyway, after about an hour, we all went our own separate ways. I didn’t lead either of them to Christ, but I felt a sense of satisfaction that God had used me to sow some seeds into their lives and I had obeyed His leading. I have never felt at ease sharing my faith with unbelievers, yet our conversation yesterday seemed so natural and not weird or uncomfortable in any way. In fact, that was by far the best time I have ever had with them. I wish so much in my heart that I could show them the way to Jesus, to peace, healing and wholeness. I guess I just have to pray and intercede for them and wait to see what the Holy Spirit wants me to do next.

I only have this weekend left of my holidays, then it is back into term four of Bible college. Agggghhh, so much more i want to do!

My adopted Maori family

Today Angel and I spent the day with Josie's warm, welcoming Maori family. We went to Sizzler for her daughter, Estelle's birthday and then hung out in her house and let Angelina play with Perth, who is Josie's 7 month-old granddaughter. It was nice to just chill out. I am not used to just chilling out because my days are usually spent running around all over the place, either doing some sort of fitness activity or shopping or errands or attending meetings or babysitting or studying, etc... I rarely have days where i just sit around and do very little. Anyway, it was a nice change. This is the third time i have hung out with my adopted Maori family. I just love them all so much. I love the Maori culture.

The first piccy shows us all minus Hope's friend, Richelle - left to right we have me with Angel, then Hope (16), Lance (21), Josie, Estelle (38) and Perth (7mths). Hope, Lance and Perth are three of Estelle's five children.

My bro from Zambia

Kyle

This is one of Angelina's creche friends, Kyle. I pinched the piccies off Facebook ;-) He is such a handsome young man.

First words

Angelina Grace uttered her first few words yesterday to her mummy. They were "good girl", "hello" and "mummy" ;-) How funny. I guess they're important!!!

Five Finger Prayer

1. Your thumb is nearest you. So begin your prayers by praying for those closest to you. They are the easiest to remember. To pray for our loved ones is, as C. S. Lewis once said, a 'sweet duty.'

2. The next finger is the pointing finger. Pray for those who teach, instruct and heal. This includes teachers, doctors, and ministers. They need support and wisdom in pointing others in the right direction. Keep them in your prayers.

3. The next finger is the tallest finger. It reminds us of our leaders. Pray for the president, leaders in business and industry, and administrators. These people shape our nation and guide public opinion. They need God's guidance.

4. The fourth finger is our ring finger. Surprising to many is the fact that this is our weakest finger, as any piano teacher will testify. It should remind us to pray for those who are weak, in trouble or in pain. They need your prayers day and night. You cannot pray too much for them.

5. And lastly comes our little finger - the smallest finger of all which is where we should place ourselves in relation to God and others. As the Bible says, 'The least shall be the greatest among you.' Your pinkie should remind you to pray for yourself. By the time you have prayed for the other four groups, your own needs will be put into proper perspective and you will be able to pray for yourself more effectively.

Strong in the Lord in His power and might

On Thursday night, I drove by Josie's house to pick her and her friend, Rania, up before heading to Victory Life Centre for our weekly prayer meeting. Prayer for the Nations is a gathering of predominantly older folk to intercede for the nation of Australia and whatever other nations they feel led to pray for. It was awesome, especially because Ps Margaret felt led to lay hands on all of us and pray for us to receive a holy boldness. I liked that impartation. We also saw Debbie from second year at college. My Ethiopian brother, Delesa, usually comes to pray for his home country too, but he didn't make it this week. I left the meeting feeling refreshed and strengthened. I love prayer meetings.

On Friday night I went to another prayer meeting with Phil & Jeanette at the Well. Jeanette told me she thought Angelina was absolutely beautiful and an obvious treasure from God. She said she has a strong annointing on her as a result of all the prayers she has had over her. There has not been a day of her life that I have not prayed for Angelina and I know many others have prayed for her too from time to time. Angelina didn't come with me last night, though there were quite a few other babies around. None of them seemed to have that same beautiful smile and sparkly eyes that Angelina has though. She loves people and has started smiling a lot ;-)

I sat with Donna and Kristin in the service and later hung around a bit to talk to some of our mates who we haven't seen for a while. It was great to catch up with Dan. Dan is a prayer warrior I used to work in the city with. We used to go running on our lunch breaks with lots of his and my workmates. It was our intention to start a health revival, followed by a spiritual revival across the city.... but then God called me to do Bible college! Anyways, Dan said he will cover me in prayer next week when I have lunch with some old work colleagues, who do not YET know Jesus. I left the Well feeling really loved, with that deep sense of feeling like I belonged there.

I had forgotten about some of the special friends God has brought into my life. Since I started Bible college, I have distanced myself from lots of friends, because I felt that they were leading me astray a bit, in particular with what seemed to come out of my mouth when I was in their presence. I realised in the first couple of terms that death and life is in the power of our tongue (Proverbs 18:21) and that we can either bless or curse ourselves and others by what we say. The Bible says that if a part of us causes us to sin, then to cut it off, and I guess I just had to cut myself off from fellowshipping with some of these friends for a season. Now I am a lot stronger because God renewed my mind with the Word of God and I think it is perhaps time to reconnect. I am also a lot better grounded in my beliefs and values.

Oh soooooooo gorgeous ;-)