God Speaks

God Speaks CoverAbout two years ago, I submitted some of my favorite healing testimonies to Praying Medic, an author I started following after he published his first book, “Divine Healing Made Simple”.  As you may suspect, he is a paramedic that heard from God he would start healing patients as he transported them in his ambulance. Praying Medic has gone on to write numerous books on how to live a supernatural lifestyle in the most simple way – hearing the voice of God and answering the call.

Praying Medic solicited his friends and followers to share their stories as well, showcasing the many different ways in which God speaks to His children. I was one of 27 authors selected to contribute to this new book. “God Speaks” is the result of this collaboration and is now available!

The Kindle version of God Speaks is on sale now at this link, or the paperback version can be found through this link.

I hope you check it out – it could change your life!

 

 

 

 

I Get Knocked Down

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Those who know me personally, know I’m recovering from a silly fall that lead to a broken femur in my right leg. In the moment that it happened, I commanded time go back and undo the damage (yes, I heard a testimony where this worked). This time, it didn’t work. Instead, I took my first ambulance ride, to my first emergency room visit, to see the extent of my first broken bone.

The next day, a surgeon put the pieces back together with a titanium rod and some wire. Three months later, I just finished physical therapy and am on the mend to hopefully being as good as new.

As someone who believes in divine healing, my faith was shaken. Of course I blamed Satan, as I know he is the enemy who wants to steal our futures, kill our dreams, and destroy our lives if he can. Please see John 10:10 if you don’t believe me. I love that the second half of that verse is a promise from Jesus, “I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.”

On my third day in the hospital after surgery, the hospital chaplain paid me a visit. My sunny disposition threw him off, and he quickly realized that I was not going to let Satan win and steal my spirit. I remained confident that I would recover from this and that God is my healer.

Realizing he didn’t have much to accomplish, the chaplain asked if he could pray for me. I did not hear a word that he said, as my heavenly Father took this moment to help me understand how he would use this experience for good.

I heard my Father say, “I need you to have a heart for the broken-hearted. I need you to understand their pain.”

I have to confess, I knew immediately what this meant. I was developing pride in my ability to keep myself healthy. Through my belief that I am always healed by His stripes, I simply command my body to stay in alignment with this truth. While I stayed healthy, I became more and more frustrated seeing other Christians battle sickness and disease; I stopped having compassion for their plight.

I would think, “If only they knew what I know! If only they believed what I believe!”

“Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.”  Proverbs 16:18 (NKJV)

Alas, we are all human. While I prayed for divine intervention and a miraculous recovery for my broken bone, I healed the old-fashioned way – through rest, patience and a bit of determination.

What makes me keep smiling? Our God has legions of angels that protect us at every turn. And when a demon sneaks through and attacks, God promises to turn the tragedy into something good.

“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28 (NKJV)

God can amazingly weave a beautiful outcome from a tragedy. I will continue to stand on this promise of God’s word, and can’t wait to see what else He has planned!

First Signs

stop-sign-1444007-1920x1280Just like you, I get attacked by the evil one all the time. How do I respond? I recognize it as an attack and tell it to go.

The first premise at play here, is that I believe all sickness and disease is an attack from Satan and his demons. I believe that God is good and does not attack His beloved children.

Jesus said in John 10:10, “The thief does not come expect to steal, to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.”

By understanding this, when something attacks me, I operate within my authority in Christ to command it to go. And since Christ defeated Satan on the cross, Satan has to obey when I command him in Jesus’ name.

I remember walking down the hall at work not too long ago, and a sharp pain in my knee came out of nowhere – stopping me in my tracks.

Realizing that I hadn’t done anything to cause this pain, I paused, put my hand on my knee and said under my breath, “In Jesus’ name, pain I rebuke you as a lie and command you to go. There is nothing wrong with knee.”

As fast as the pain came, it left and never came back. Had I embraced the pain as real, it would have stuck around. If I ran to the doctor for treatment of this pain, I would have received treatment as if I had sustained an injury and still be dealing with knee pain in my life today.

Tooth pain is another way the enemy tries to sneak into my life. On any random day, a pain pops into my mouth. The normal response is to assume the worst – a cavity! But just like in the example above, I don’t accept the pain as real. Rather I put my hand on my mouth and say “In Jesus’ name, pain I rebuke you as a lie and command you to go. There is nothing wrong with my tooth.” And the pain goes.

The attacks I send away are pretty constant and never ending – headaches, back pain, random pinches, pokes and strains that come out of nowhere. But there is another way!

In first Peter, Satan is described as a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour (1 Peter 5:8). A lion’s roar can be scary, and we believe the ferocity of the pending attack.

However, we are instructed to “Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.” (Ephesians 6:11 NKJV).

You may not be familiar with the word “wiles” which means tricks, schemes, or deceptions. So Satan is going about roaring to scare us, but it is a lie!

If we recognize the attack as a lie, a scheme, a trick – we can stand on the promises that if we “resist the devil, he will flee” (James 4:7 NKJV).

Sometimes I see a friend or co-worker feel an attack come on, and immediately rationalize why it makes sense that it happened. The most frustrating excuse is genetics. Because a parent suffered an affliction, the child assumes it is their fate as well. I now understand that if a demon can get away with attacking a parent successfully, they will go after the children because they will believe it is their genetic obligation to bear the same attack.

When we experience Satan’s initial lie, scheme, or trick, and accept it as a real injury or affliction, we lay down our authority in Christ and let Satan in.

The Bible promises…God’s will for you is good, and pleasing, and perfect. Don’t let Satan convince you otherwise!

My Birthday Wish

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I started writing because I wanted to share what I’ve learned about living a supernatural lifestyle, in the hopes it would be a blessing to my friends and family.

I hoped to pass along the peace that comes from understanding the love of our Heavenly Father. Instead, I feel I’ve reached a point where I am no longer relatable.

I remember thinking this of other Christians in my youth – how unrelatable the outspoken were. We even had a nickname for them – “Bible-thumpers”. They were so focused on citing scriptures to drive us towards following the rules, and attempted to instill a fear of going to hell if we didn’t conform. I always felt they were missing it – missing how to relate to their audience. They forgot to live as Jesus role-modeled while on earth – simply demonstrating love and relationship with the Father.

The Father wants us to know Him, understand His love, and understand His will for our lives. It is always God’s will for you to be well. It is always God’s will for us to die of old age, peacefully in our beds.

I know these are bold words that contradict what you have been taught – that sickness or disease must be from a powerful God who is trying to teach you a lesson. That God must need another angel in heaven so He took your loved one. Not true! Satan caused your pain. Satan brought sickness and disease because he hates us! If he cannot kill a child in the womb – he will continue to try throughout infancy and into adulthood. If you lost a loved one before their time – get mad! Satan stole them from you!

We are a lost people who do not understand Satan or his tactics. We are innocently getting picked off by an enemy we cannot see.

Being a child of God, accepting Jesus as our savior, and inviting the Holy Spirit to become one with our own spirit gives us everything we need to stand against the enemy.

I loved learning about the armor of God in Ephesians chapter 6, versus 10-20. God’s instruction, as passed along through Paul, was to put on the armor of God, so that we may stand against the powers of the enemy. To stand against an enemy means to adopt a stance that will allow you to not get knocked down. It does not mean to fight, to battle, to throw punches. That is the Holy Spirit’s job. Our job is to stand in the knowledge that we are a child of God, covered by the blood of the Savior.

If you know the price has already been paid for your salvation, then you don’t have to suffer attacks of the enemy. So the important revelation here – is that when Jesus died on the cross and was resurrected – he didn’t just pay the price for your soul, but your physical body as well. Jesus completely paid all of your debts – both spiritual and physical.

Unfortunately, most of us don’t really know or understand this point – and were taught the cross only won us our salvation – our ticket into heaven. To not appreciate that the cross also covered us physically, means we bear physical affliction even though the price has been paid. This is the equivalent of Jesus paying off your mortgage and you are debt free! But you don’t want to risk losing your home, so you keep paying the price each month by sending in your mortgage payment. You keep taking on sickness, pain, disease when Jesus said you didn’t have to!

I pray these simple messages sink in. God loves you and has a perfect will for your life! He wants you well and to die of old age! But you have an enemy that hates how much God loves you; Satan wants you to suffer. Understanding that Jesus already won the war, we simply have to remind our enemy of that, and tell him to go. Resist the devil and he will flee.

“Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what Godʼs will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.”  Romans 12:2 NKJV

Divine Appointments

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I still remember the day I heard from my friend Gail that her daughter’s doctor proclaimed her as healed! A 5mm cyst that threatened removal of her ovaries is completely gone. What does that have to do with me? About two months earlier, I had run into Gail in the middle of Oklahoma, after not seeing her for 20 years.

Driving back to Texas after a healing conference in Missouri took me and my parents through Oklahoma for several hours of this 400-mile journey. Knowing we would need dinner, we decided on Durant as a good stopping point. After my handy iPhone produced the list of 40 or 50 restaurants in Durant, we decided we were in the mood for Tex-Mex. It was a random pick, but we navigate to Salitas.

I certainly didn’t expect to see a friendly face greet us at the door, but there was Gail, a friend from high school, working at the hostess stand. It was instant recognition, followed by instant connection.

After a few moments of catching up, Gail guided us to our table. She stopped by toward the end of our meal and eventually shared how worried she was about her 18-year-old daughter. The doctors had found a cyst on her daughter’s ovary, and it was not a good sign; they were considering removing her ovary. I didn’t jump out of my seat right away, but moments later I couldn’t contain the words, the prayer bubbling up in my mind–it had to come out.

At the front of the restaurant, I approached Gail and asked if I could prayer for her daughter. I had Gail place her hands on her own ovaries, and placed my hands on hers. We both agreed to focus on her daughter as I prayed.

I began my prayer just like I was taught: first command the spirit of infirmity to go, and then order her ovaries to be healed and whole. Without a thought, the next words that spilled out of my mouth surprised me. My prayer reclaimed her future according to God’s will for her life, that Satan could not steal her daughter’s future children. It is obvious looking back, that was the prayer God needed spoken over her life, as the dark one is a thief.

Gail and I parted ways as re-found friends and agreed to stay in touch. And since I started with the end, you know the rest. We don’t always know the outcome of our healing prayers. God asks us to be obedient, to offer prayers to those in need, but we don’t always get to feel the amazing joy of celebrating when they are so beautifully answered.

I praise God that my Lord can land me in the exact restaurant over 80 miles from home, to answer someone’s desperate prayer. It is exciting and amazing to be used by God, to see the power he has entrusted us with come to life.

“The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.”  John 10:10 NKJV

A Church Divided

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God put a message on my heart I don’t feel qualified to deliver. I’m not a religious theologian; I have not studied world religion. But I profess that I see Satan’s fingerprints on every faction of Christianity – a body divided by perceived truths, ordinances and sacraments.

Satan is winning if the majority of Christians don’t understand his tactics. We are church divided by beliefs, each choosing what we will believe in, separated by denominations that were created so long ago, we likely can no longer explain the differences.

As I sat down to record the message God asked me to share, He whispered the name John Calvin in my ear. While it seemed familiar, I had to research to figure out what God was trying to tell me. Through my research I learned John Calvin was a founder in the early church, who created a new standard for Christian beliefs in the 16th century. Breaking away from the Catholic Church (currently accounting for 50% of Christians worldwide), he formed a new theology still supported by the majority of Protestant churches today (includes approximately 40% of Christians including Baptist, Presbyterian, and Lutheran denominations).

Calvin’s reformed theology focuses on the confession of faith, and the sacraments of baptism and the Lord’s Supper as visible signs of the covenant of grace. Unlike the Catholic Church who believes the Lord’s Supper contains a bodily presence of Christ, the reformed church believes it simply serves as a reminder of Christ’s death. Calvinism became the main theological system of the majority of Europe, spreading into the rest of the English-speaking world, including North America.

Reformed Protestants disagree among themselves about the definition and boundaries of the Reformed tradition, and often find it difficult to define what makes them reformed. Reformed churches do not have a single global leader or a set of confessional documents to summarize their beliefs.

Doesn’t this sound like something Satan would do to drive dissension amongst a group of believers? The Apostle Paul warned his prodigy, Timothy, of these perilous times. In 2 Timothy, chapter 3, he warns that “in the last days…men will have a form of godliness, but will deny its power.

Power? Yes, power! God’s source of power for His children is the Holy Spirit – promised by Jesus before he departed the earth, as described by Luke in the Book of Acts:

And being assembled together with them, He commanded them not to depart from Jerusalem, but to wait for the Promise of the Father, “which,” He said, “you have heard from Me; for John truly baptized with water, but you shall be baptized with the Holy Spirit not many days from now.” Acts 1: 4-5 (NKJV)

While Christian beliefs are based on the gospel of salvation through Jesus Christ, you will not hear teachings of the Baptism of the Holy Spirit in most churches today. More than just reading the Word of God, one can experience God’s power through a Spirit-filled, empowered relationship with the Holy Spirit.

For those that heeded His promise and waited, the Day of Pentecost came:

And suddenly there came a sound from heaven, as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. Then there appeared to them divided tongues, as of fire, and one sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance.  Acts 2: 2-4 (NKJV)

It’s right there in my Bible…they were filled with the Holy Spirit and begin to speak with other tongues. Neither the Catholic nor the Reformed Churches, which together account for 90% of Christians today, are teaching this lesson to its flock! This part of the Bible might as well not exist!

If the messages that Jesus delivered while on earth are our lessons, if we focus on His message of God’s love being the only way, in these simple truths we will be set free. Simplicity is how we will beat Satan every time.

But I fear, lest somehow, as the serpent deceived Eve by his craftiness, so your minds may be corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ. (2 Corinthians 11:3 NKJV)

If you are curious about the power that can work in us, and your church is not revealing these truths, I’m happy to point you to one that is. Pastor Robert Morris of Gateway Church in Southlake, Texas preached these sermons in 2012 – and they changed my life:

The Pure Language

Receiving the Holy Spirit

Jesus promised us a helper, and sent us the Holy Spirit, “And I will pray to the Father, and He will give you a Helper, that He may abide with you forever – the Spirit of truth”.  (John 14:16 NKJV)

Table for Three

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I once heard it said that if you want to see your spiritual gifts work, go where you are a stranger – an unknown who isn’t thinking about what other people will think. I got to put this to the test during a business trip to another state. 

Several team members had planned for us to enjoy a “girls’ night out” while I was in town. On the appointed night, Jenny, Dina, and I headed to a popular restaurant abuzz with professionals enjoying drinks after work, and groups eating dinner.

At our table-for-three we enjoyed each other’s company, fine wine, and shrimp nachos. A handsome young man delivered our drinks, smiling from ear-to-ear. Jenny was the only single gal at our table, so of course she got kidded about the handsome waiter.

I was drawn to this young man without knowing why, and couldn’t let the evening come to a close without engaging him in a conversation. Over the anxious protest of bachelorette Jenny, I beckoned the young man to our table one last time.

Since I had no official reason to call him over, we made small talk until the young man began to share his story. Out poured the fact that he was 34 years old and had recently wrapped up a successful career as a Computer Programmer to pursue his passion in acting. He educated us on his cities’ blossoming movie industry, including some movie stars who recently passed through town.

“What might we have seen you in?” I asked. “A movie? Or a commercial perhaps?”

“Nothing major yet,” the young man smiled with hope, “but I won’t give up; I audition as much as I can.”

I don’t remember exactly how one statement led to the next, but in sharing his tale it came up that he was a successful athlete who played basketball through college. Years later, he still enjoyed playing basketball with friends.

The young waiter said he had hurt his Achilles tendon playing basketball over a year ago. The doctors warned him it would take up to three months to heal, if he stayed off of it. But alas, he admitted he couldn’t sit still and never slowed down. A year later, he is still in pain, to the extent that it is now hurting his acting career.  And this is where everything changed, for him and me. His next words were my cue.

“But I pray to God every day that he will heal me,” he said with hope. I didn’t have to await further instruction; I knew exactly what God wanted me to do. I was equipped for this.

“Well you are doing it wrong,” I replied.

“What do you mean ‘doing it wrong?’” he said, surprised.

“You aren’t supposed to ask God to heal you. You are supposed to command it away!” I was already in motion as I spoke, moving from one side of the table around to the other. Before he knew what hit him, I was standing directly in front of him.

I looked him in the eye and said, “God loves you very much, and wants you to be well, to be pain-free. I would like to pray for you, but I am also going to put my hands on your ankle. It’s your right one, correct?”

“How did you know it was my right one?”

“So it is, then? God told me that!”

“No way! How did you know that?” he says again.

“God told me! Because he wants you well!” I exclaimed with excitement.

“That is amazing! How did she know that?” he asks Jenny and Dina, who are still in their seats just as confused and amazed as our young waiter.

I lean down and put both hands on his right ankle and say one of the shortest prayers I have ever spoken. I realize through the noise of the restaurant, the young man can’t hear me, no one else around can hear me, I have only the spirit-realm to talk to.

I start with the bad spirit first and command, “Spirit of pain, I command you to leave this young man’s ankle right now in the name of Jesus Christ! Achilles tendon, in the name of Jesus Christ I command you be healed!” And then I add, “Spirit of God, I thank you for blessing this young man with a perfect ankle.”

Seconds pass, and I don’t want to prolong what might be embarrassment for this young waiter in his place of employment. I stand up, smile and proclaim, “You are healed!” When I stand, I realize he had continued talking with my two teammates, so I turn and head toward my chair on the other side of the table.

Before I reach my seat, the young man says, “Whoa! What did you do? My ankle feels…different…it feels heavy…something is happening!”

Such excitement bubbles up inside me and I exclaim: “God is healing you! He is healing you! What do you feel now?”

“It feels better! It’s amazing! The pain is completely gone!” He starts bouncing up and down, like an athlete getting ready for the big game. He cannot contain his grin as he gives me a great big hug and then continues bouncing around the aisle of the crowded restaurant.

Within seconds, a second waiter approaches and asks what all the excitement is about. The healed young man pointed to me and says, “I’m healed! She said God healed my ankle and it doesn’t hurt anymore!”

The second man responded, “I wish she could do something like that for me; I’m in pain all the time.”

With a short step I am in front of the second young man and I say, “Of course God will heal you!”

To which he sadly replies, “God won’t heal me. He doesn’t even know me.”

“Oh but He does know you! And He wants you to be healed. What is causing you pain?”

“My knee.”

“Your left one, correct?”

“How did you know that?”

“I told you God wants you well, so He told me which knee was in pain.” After preparing the second young man the same way I prepared the first, I bent down in the middle of the restaurant and put both of my hands on his knee.

This prayer was different than the first–it had to be. The first young man was a believer; he had been praying to God already to heal him. But this young man was so lost he thought God didn’t even know who he was.

Knowing once again no one but the spirit realm could hear my prayer in the loud restaurant, the words fell softly from my lips, “God, you promised us signs and wonders, and this young man needs exactly that!  Pain, I command you to leave; knee, I command you to be healed!” I felt my palms heat up, a sure sign that God had heard my prayer. I left my hands in place a few more seconds, knowing the love of God was pouring into the young man.

This time when I stood, I assumed the best possible outcome and asked the young man what he felt.

“It’s gone! The pain is gone already! I can’t believe it!”

“Oh but believe it! God loves you that much!” Before I could say any more the second young man began hopping away shouting to his fellow co-workers, “I’m healed! I’m healed!” The first young man, still just as excited, trotted off behind the second to confirm their stories were true.

At this point, I realized I had caught the attention of most of the tables around us. The next few moments were a blur as I headed back to my seat, alive with excitement for how mighty my God is.

Since I was hundreds of miles from home, I’m guessing I may never see those two young men again, but perhaps that is what gave me the courage to jump out of my seat!

“And these signs will follow those who believe: In My name they will cast out demons; they will speak with new tongues; they will take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it will by no means hurt them; they will lay hands on the sick, and they will recover.”   Mark 16:17-18 NKJV

All Miracles, No Regrets

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A friend recently asked if I had any regrets never having children.

I spent the first half of my 30’s trying to have children, and the second half of my 30’s convincing myself it was God’s will that I didn’t.

The more I learned about my Heavenly Father – I learned this simply wasn’t true. It was Genesis chapter 1, verse 28 that taught me otherwise. God was weaving the earth into being, had just created Adam and Eve and verse 28 says, “Then God blessed them, and God said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply…”.

Romans 12:2 has also become one of my favorite Bible verses to remember when I am not sure of God’s will, “And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.”

If God’s will is perfect, and He wants us to be fruitful and multiply, bringing children into this world should not be difficult. So why do so many of us struggle with infertility? Simple, we have an enemy among us.

“The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” (John 10:10 NKJV)

Satan and his demons have a mission – and it is to steal your destiny, kill your dreams, and destroy your future. If Satan doesn’t manage to kill a baby being formed in the womb, he will try to kill that child throughout his childhood and all through adulthood.

While it is God’s will we all die of old age peacefully in our beds, it is Satan’s will our lives be cut short.

My regret is that I didn’t understand my authority in Christ sooner. My regret is letting Satan steal my destiny. James 4:7 says, “Resist the devil and he will flee from you.” I know now that I have the authority in Jesus’ name to tell demons to leave me alone.

I know God can, and will, use my journey to bring healing, restoration, and blessings to others. I was recently able to share my insights with a co-worker, Shanta, who was struggling to get pregnant. For six years she and her husband tried bringing a child into the world. If you have not been through this yourself, you may not understand how discouraging it is to try to get pregnant month-after-month. You have only 12 tries per year, and each month can be like a mini-funeral for your hopes and dreams.

I was able to share with her, “If I knew then, what I know now…I would command Satan and his demons to leave my womb. I would command each child-producing organ in my body to accept God’s richest blessings, and operate by God’s perfect design. I would resist the devil, and he would have to flee.”

In all of Jesus’ miracles on earth, He didn’t pray to His father to heal the sick or raise the dead – he spoke God’s will to the person.

Take up your bed and walk” was His instruction in John 5:11 to a man healed after 38 years of infirmity.

Lazarus, come forth!” was His proclamation in John 11:43 when he raised a man from the dead.

God gave us the power and authority to move mountains with our words. He told us to speak to the problem so the problem will move.

Shanta absorbed every ounce of my advice – and began declaring God’s will over her womb, eggs, and fallopian tubes. On a daily basis she commanded her entire body to come into alignment with God’s will – which is to “be fruitful and multiply…”.

Within three months, Shanta was pregnant!

I certainly won’t take credit for Shanta’s miracle – I was only one stop on her amazing journey toward an answered prayer. Shanta, her husband, and other close friends and family were already praying, already believing God would give them a child. In fact, God was guiding her and her husband through dreams and visions of a future with not just one child, but three! I find that God likes using answered prayers to not only bless the requestor, but to also serve as an inspiration to others – as many as the testimony will reach!

Another stop on Shanta’s miracle-train was her sister, who had also been praying for Shanta’s conception. In August, her sister asked her to help start a 40-day prayer challenge – to which she agreed and found fifteen other people to join them. Each person brought their own hopes and dreams into the 40-day challenge, and on a weekly basis they worked through a Bible study together. Along the way they would share prayer requests and praise reports. During this time, prayers were answered, God’s blessing were pouring out on this hope-filled group.

The prayer warriors were convinced by the end of the 40-day challenge that Shanta was pregnant. They had to talk her into believing it and take a test! Between the time of the positive results from the store-bought test, and the first doctor appointment confirming the same, God spoke to Shanta in the night.

God’s message was clear, “Whatever you ask according to my will, I will answer.” Then He said again, “WHATEVER”.

Each of us has a prayer…we each have our “whatever” we are asking God to answer. But He needs us to do our part – understand His will and command the evil to flee so God’s will may freely flow.

The effective, fervent prayer of the righteous man avails much.” (James 5:16 NKJV)

I can’t wait to meet this new little miracle!

Energy vs. Spirit

This is my story of how I learned to pick locks.

Through my own personal health journey, I ventured into energy medicine, as I innately understood that we needed help staying healthy in this world fraught with sickness and disease. This outlet helped me feel better, so I looked into taking the necessary classes to get certified to do this energy medicine technique on others. And I was good at it. I could get right to what was troubling someone and then obediently follow the techniques I learned to bring them relief. The boundaries of incorporating these techniques into my life didn’t make me question Christianity, as several of the practitioners I met in the training classes were Christians themselves. Some would even pray with me before a session. How comfortable!

But in one of my training classes, I came face-to-face with a demon who manifested during one of my practice sessions. I had scratched the surface of this girl’s emotional problems – and this demon was not happy that I was the one poking around. While I personally already knew the power of Jesus’ name in a demonic situation – I couldn’t reconcile a demon coming up in an energy healing session. What did one have to do with the other?

I paused to desperately ask the instructor, who was keeping his eye on the situation a short distance away, what to do. He stepped in and appeared to continue the energy healing techniques I had started – which only seemed to make the demon angrier. So I reverted to what I knew and trusted – there is nothing more powerful against a demon than the name of Jesus. I stood at the girl’s feet with my hand on her leg while the instructor worked with her.

I said under my breath “In Jesus’ name, I command you to leave” over and over. After four or five repetitions of this – I felt the demon leave her like a gust of wind that traveled from the hand I had on her leg, through my body, and out the other hand. Those in the room saw the gust it had created and resulting look of shock on my face.

The whole event created quite a scene, so the instructor let everyone take a long break for lunch. After I had settled down myself, I asked the instructor if demon manifestation was something that would come up a lot in practicing energy medicine.

He responded, “It depends who you are as a practitioner.” I knew immediately what he meant – my knowledge of my authority in Christ was a large part of my identity at this point in my life, I knew it would keep happening. If it was going to keep coming up – I knew I needed more information.

Amazingly enough, the practitioner I frequented to have sessions done on me, was a Christian who was aware of Curry Blake’s Divine Healing Technician Training®, as he was a guest speaker at her church not long before. She directed me to his website, where Curry had recorded one of his 3-day training sessions. I managed to absorb eighteen hours of video in a single weekend. This was the key, demons were the cause of every sickness and disease, and I only needed to understand my authority in Christ to kick some demon butt.

It took me a while to reconcile divine healing from energy healing – as my path had co-mingled them immediately. A fellow Bible student laid out an analogy for me that settled it once and for all.

He shared, “Imagine you are in a room, filled with sickness and disease. And there is a locked door to a room just on the other side that has complete freedom from all sickness and disease. Energy medicine, if studied enough, is like learning to pick a lock. With the right tools, training, and practice, you likely can pick the lock and get to the room with complete freedom on the other side. It could take years to master the techniques, but you can get there. Or, divine healing is basically having the Holy Spirit knock the door down in one powerful blow. That freedom in the other room can be one puff away.”

That sealed it for me. Who wouldn’t want the power of the Holy Spirit at their disposal? I dropped energy medicine and jumped into divine healing in a big way. What I didn’t realize, is how long these truths had been around. How could I have been going to church every Sunday since birth – and not know about this opportunity to live in divine health? Why was the church hiding this from us?

Jesus’ stories in the Bible were just that – stories taught in Sunday school of the great miracles that the Son of God performed while on the earth. How great it will be to join him in heaven someday! And that is where it stopped – getting my ticket to heaven.

I set out to find a church that was living this out, healing the sick, casting out demons, setting the captives free! And while it has been hard to find, they do exist.

This has been my journey, what got me where I am today – living a simple, yet supernatural life.

My God Rocks

Shelly is a special girl; being a preacher’s kid seems to be a big part of her identity. She craves the power of God’s magnificence in her life…begs Him for it through prayer.

“That’s your first problem!” I said to Shelly one day in the office. “Don’t talk to the Father about the problem. Talk to the problem about the Father!”

But good Christians aren’t taught that – not even preacher’s kids.

After catching up after a long weekend, Shelly shared she was fasting to prepare to lay hands on her friend Michael, who was in the early stages of cancer diagnoses. The doctors in Dallas weren’t quite sure how to handle this rare form of cancer they were seeing in him. So Michael had started driving almost four hours each way to a cancer treatment center in Oklahoma.

Before his next doctor visit, Shelly was getting “warriored-up”!

To encourage her, I shared some of my recent examples of laying hands – how we can simply stand on the promise of His word: that if we lay hands, they will recover. Not might recover – but will recover. This promise from Mark 16:18 cannot be broken. God doesn’t break promises.

I got so excited sharing encouragement about laying hands, I said to Shelly “Let’s just do it now! Let’s lay hands on Michael!” I explained she would be the stand-in for Michael – she would put her hands where he needed healing, which we decided was around the liver, rib area on the right side. I asked Shelly to focus on her friend as we prayed.

Without hesitation I began commanding healing of Michael’s liver. After a few minutes of praying I felt pressure in my own body on the same place – my liver was aching – so I didn’t stop. I soon began praying for wisdom to pour into Shelly who was shaking and crying under the power of the prayer.

God had me tell Shelly, “Don’t worry, my child. It is done.” I could see in my mind’s eye Michael’s liver turning from black to pink. Healthy, beautiful pink.

After sharing more tears and excitement that we have such an awesome God, we decided Shelly needed to call Michael and check in. We were pretty sure this prayer had moved mountains!

I attempted to get back to work, but could still feel the pressure on my right side. Not having the patience to wait to hear from Shelly, I headed her way. When she saw me coming, she simply handed me the phone. On the other end, a perfect stranger I had never met.

I asked Michael how he felt and he said the pressure he had been feeling under his ribs for weeks had suddenly gone. While he couldn’t pinpoint when the pain left, he knew exactly where he was just moments before we called. Out of the blue he had to run to the restroom…and I knew…the cancer had left his body!

I asked Michael if he was prepared to stand in his healing and accept that the cancer was gone. This concept was clearly not new to him – as he was already standing in the knowledge that cancer was not God’s best for him. He was fully prepared to tell his doctors he was healed.

Two days later, Shelly called with the amazing news. After the four-hour trek to Oklahoma, Michael arrived at the cancer center, and after some quick diagnostics, they couldn’t find the cancer they had recently diagnosed.

Smile. My God rocks.