Sit Down I Just Want To Talk to You For some time now God has been developing a prophetic gift in my life. Not sure why. Its His choice and I accept it wholeheartedly even though I can say similar to Amos, I was no prophet, neither was I a prophets son; but a builder of bridges and buildings and a mover of earth; and The Lord took me and said go, prophesy to my people. The gift is wonderful because it speaks life, but gift giver God Almighty is most amazing. He performs the works, I just provide a mouth, and He gave me the mouth. Amazing. One thing that has been a little disconcerting over the years is that I always seem to be just outside of certain relationships. There are certain people who God does not allow me to get too close to on a personal basis. It used to bother me a little but now I readily accept that some distance is necessary in order to hear from The Lord regarding certain situations. I do not want to get too close to some people because I know God has a work for me to do. That is more important than being popular with the crowd, or overly familiar. I dont want to know too much because then I dont know if I am hearing God or my own thoughts. I am still learning and sorting out the mechanics of this gift. Recently God revealed to me the very words someone had spoken several hours earlier in another town several miles away. This was later confirmed. Ive had other similar things happen. When I was about eight years old my father was taking my sister and me to church. It was a little white country church, a Catholic Church in Northern Connecticut. As we walked the sidewalk leading to some steps to front door of the church I suddenly had a vision. In the vision I was inside the church and I saw a priest fall down on the floor. It was just a flash, a thought that lasted only a second. We continued into the church and found a pew. Halfway through the mass the priest was doing whatever priests do around the altar and suddenly he fainted dead out on the floor. Out cold exactly as I has seen in the vision. They helped him out of the building; he was okay after some smelling salts. I didnt realize till many years later, because I was just a kid, that God was showing me a seeing gift, a prophetic gift. And here is the interesting thing. I noticed sometimes when giving personal prophecies I was not always on target. But when I prophesied in the direction of churches and ministries it always came to pass just as The Lord had shown me. That is why when he revealed this gift to me as a child it took place in a church. That was significant. I am still learning and have some other even more amazing stories of Gods goodness I will be sharing soon. The Lord is wonderful and glorious. His wisdom is the wisdom of life. It is not golden vessels that He requires. It is not silver vessels He desires. It is yielded vessels, yielded vessels. Yield to Him. Yield.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 02:52:22 +0000
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