The Lord God has an army of intercessors, people who are called to pray out mysteries and strategies, and birth God’s plans in the Spirit. I believe that in this mighty army are special ops, special task forces. One of these special forces is made up of ordinary people like you and me. These task force members are those called to deep prayer and supplication with fasting. Perhaps they pray for territories, or their own churches, or governments, nations and individuals. These agents invade darkness and bring light. They take their instruction from Jesus; they do nothing without going to prayer and hearing from the Father. I believe this particular task force is called the Jesus League. They are a band of super heroes suited up in their uniforms, going to front line combat in prayer. They are equipped with supernatural faith and understanding of authority and power conferred to us by Jesus at the cross. Mat. 28:19-20, Mark 16:14-18.

    Can’t you just see them? Picture in your mind the super heroes of the Justice League. Ok, I’m being a geek, but can’t you see the Justice League standing tall, united together, determination on their faces, ready to help the helpless. The original DC Comics heroes included Superman, Batman, Aquaman, Flash, Green Lantern, Martian Manhunter, and Wonder Woman.  I see the comic book cover in my mind, they are proud and powerful. They are unstoppable.

    Likewise, in my spirit, I can see the Jesus League. They are fully submitted to God, on their knees, crying out on behalf of the Body of Christ. They intercede for us, they fight battles for us against principalities and powers of darkness, they save us from peril. These warriors stand on the Word of God. They worship the Lord and march into every engagement in humbleness and love. They won’t quit until the battle is done. They are transparent. They have cried out in the wee hours for a clean heart. They represent the diversity found in the Body of Christ. People from every tribe and tongue from around the world, kneeling before God, united with the Holy Spirit in purpose and determination. They know their authority. They know the victory is already theirs and they call it into being. The Lord goes before us and is our rear guard. He calls the intercessors to march in unison in prayer, to the sound of victory.

    Pray for your intercessors. Hold them up, lend them strength. They have paid a great price to have the privilege of living a life of prayer. They can see into the spirit realm, they often pray in the Spirit and in their understanding at the same time, interpreting both prayers simultaneously. They pull down Angels and the resources of Heaven for your life specifically. What an amazing gift. What an amazing responsibility. This is God at work on our behalf. In the world, people hurt one another. In the Spirit, people work with God to love one another. He partners with us, He works in our hearts, He provides a way and He protects us. Again, I am humbled and overwhelmed by His great goodness, His reckless love, and His plans for us. And, He uses us to accomplish those plans and purposes, exceedingly, abundantly, more than we could ask or think! God makes superheroes. This is amazing grace.


Angry Mama

    My daughter Shawn, gave me an Angry Mama microwave oven cleaner for Christmas and I absolutely love this funny thing! She looks really angry. It’s like she’s fit to be tied about the dirt and is not quitting till it’s clean. All you do is remove her head, add water and vinegar, put the head back on, and run it in the microwave. At the end, simply wipe off the nasty stuck-on yuk and your oven is clean. It’s crazy! It’s effective and it’s so easy!

    That got me thinking about someone I know. There’s always been something not quite right about her, yet the Lord uses her mightily. Her wisdom has changed the lives of many people, yet I had a reservation about something I couldn’t identify. As I became more aware of the Holy Spirit’s gift of discernment and how it works, by grace, I began to understand my own reactions to people and things in a spiritually correct manner.

    First, when we discern a thing, the purpose one way or another, is to pray. I asked the Lord how to pray about this person and this is how He handled it in me. Your job, Carol, is to intercede. If I show you something, your only reaction is to pray. You don’t talk to another person, you don’t form a human opinion, you ask Me what your position is in this. I am sovereign. I can use anyone for my purposes, whether they are completely free or not. No one is instantly holy, it is a process of overcoming life experiences, pain, fear, and opinions wrongly formed. I look at the heart, man looks at the outward appearance. You all have flaws, human idiosyncrasies, yet I use those flaws and make them into aptitudes for my glory. I deliver, and I make testimony from nothing. Never judge another by your discernment or any other thing. Have no criticism ever, just pray. You would not see an issue if I did not trust you to follow through. I will cause someone to pray out the things that hold you captive, as you pray out the freedom for another. It’s a partnership with Jesus who intercedes for all of you. You have a gift with a purpose. Like the angry mama, this gift goes to intercession and deep cleans without making a sound. Prayer steams off dirt and stains. It brings all the yuk to the surface, so it can be wiped away. Vinegar is sour, but it dissolves soil and leaves a sweet smell of cleanness behind.

    If you see something off in a person, be vinegar to sin. Call off deception, fear and confusion. Pray deeply, hold them up and ask that blessings be lavished upon them. Cancel the plan of the enemy and glorify the Lord. Love them effectively in prayer. Remember that love covers a multitude of sins. Perfect love casts out all fear. Partner with Jesus to render a sweet smelling, clean vessel, for His glory. Hugs.


    When you get to the place of desperation to give up everything that you think, know, believe and cherish, just for a glimpse of the love of Jesus, then you understand being a living sacrifice. Romans 12:11. When that freedom of letting go washes over you and floods your once sinful soul with joy and liberty from self, then you realize that sacrificing all for Jesus, the one who sacrificed His life for mine, is the greatest honor and blessing of all.

    Its not a religion, it’s not a person or a spiritual leader or a church, it’s the personal, intimate, love relationship between the God of all creation and me. It’s a dance, a perfect movement together as one heart. It’s a realization that He is only looking at me, I’m the only one He is enthralled with at this very moment in time. Knowing, just knowing. It takes my breath away.

A Visitation

    In the wee hours of February 10, 2018, something shook me awake. It wasn’t just a shoulder tap, it was full on whole body shaking, like my body was electrified. There was a surge of vibration and it felt like pure fun. Something told me to open my eyes, so I did. I saw lights, hundreds of threads of lights like little LED strings that played across my walls, swirling and dancing in a wavy circle. They made all right turns around the room. They ebbed and flowed. They moved with pure joy, spinning freely around the room. It was happy, playful, and childlike. I was in awe, I immediately knew these twinkling lights were angels at play, and I knew they wanted to introduce themselves. They didn’t manifest in bodily form, but I knew who they were in the Spirit. I wasn’t afraid, I was marveling at the spectacle frolicking before me.

    As I continued to watch, I began to hear very faint music. I heard string instruments, violins, cellos, mandolins, and the like. The music was very different. It was somewhat like classical music, yet more playful, more deliberately joyful, and had a dance beat to it. Suddenly, brass instruments joined in the melody. The richness, the fullness of the sound was otherworldly. Although it was very quiet, it seemed to play in my ears as well as my spirit. It was definitely audible. The lights continued their graceful dance around the room. Gradually, drums entered in, softly enhancing the tempo and the progress. It was a full orchestra, delightful and soothing, but beautiful, emotional and amusing at the same time. It was fun, I even found myself laughing a little at the pure joy of it. There must have been hundreds of spirits in my room, dancing and making music and laughing.

    The celebration continued about 30 minutes and then began to fade. The lights dimmed and the music softly diminished until it was a lovely memory. I think this was the most jubilant moment of my life. There was no fear or doubt or self-criticism. What remained was just awe and wonder and childlike delight. I’m still astonished at the plans and purposes of God and how He chooses to equip us and encourage us. He gives us bright glimpses of Heaven just when we need it. I knew this was but first time I would see them. I knew their presence would get clearer as time goes by, and that I would hear what they are sent to tell me. Angels are messengers as we all know. This message was to embrace it all and find joy in Him. In the meantime, I’m amazed that God would bless me in this fashion, completely and fully free, and blissfully happy. I’m humbled and overwhelmed that I get to partake of Heavenly things. But then the scripture says we are seated together with Christ in heavenly places, so why not. As my little church proclaims every Sunday, let it be on Earth as it is in Heaven.


The Hungry Place

I saw myself walking on a pretty old-fashioned sidewalk. A small berm of snow was neatly brushed to the gutter, frost decorated the shop windows. It was cold, but peaceful. I looked up and saw a retro fifties style diner. The building was painted like a mural to resemble a train’s dining car. It was red and blue and green, brightly colored, warm and inviting. Delicious aromas spilled out into the street promising passersby delightful comfort food. The name of the diner was proudly sprawled across the building over the door…The Hungry Place.

I entered with anticipation, my stomach growling, my mouth watering in readiness. As I seated myself in the homey red leather booth, a friendly waitress with a beaming grin handed me a menu and a glass that was etched with a scene of a deer drinking from a cool mountain stream. The water in this glass was so good, so fresh, so different! I looked around behind the counter across the aisle. Soda fountain trappings were sparkling. A milk shake machine stood tall. I could see the freshly starched white cap of the cook behind the food delivery window. I smelled burgers and fries, apple pie baking and chicken frying.

As I opened the menu, I saw that it was huge. There were too many things to choose from. It was a joy and a delight just to look at it. I studied page after page of that menu as someone nearby dropped a coin into the mini juke box on their table. Sweet sweet music filled the air. My soul was immediately soothed; a joyful word of praise filled my lips. This is the Hungry Place! This where we come to taste and see that the Lord is good! This is it! Look, look at the menu! There’s peace, joy, love, healing, provision, deliverance! There are instructions, truth and clarity! There’s more than enough! Then I saw it, the one thing I wanted, the thing I craved with all my being. The special of the day! It was boldly featured on the last page. A serving is available for me, right here, right now! That most prized dish is intimacy with Jesus. I’m so hungry for it. I feel faint with the need of it’s nourishment. I need it to survive. I will not leave this hungry place without it.

I ordered with boldness. The waitress with the white ruffly apron smiles in approval. “Yes Hun, it’s the most sought-after dish in the diner!” “Not everyone thinks they are entitled to partake; are even afraid the serving would be too much to digest.” “Go ahead, reach out and take it! Dig in! Breathe in the fragrance of Jesus, consume every bit of this meal!” “Commit it to memory, strengthen your bones.” “Fill yourself with His love and comeback often for more!”

Oh yes. The menu is vast, but that one special dish is what I craved and what I requested. I sat with my choice for hours, savoring every nugget of His presence, delighting in every word whispered into my ear. I left that Hungry Place filled, whole, rested and satisfied. I know I can return again and again, be filled and loved, and never be turned away.

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    It’s January again, time to start getting my notes and receipts organized so I can think about doing our taxes. Not my favorite thing. It would probably benefit me to keep a ledger during the year, but I tend to get lazy and put it off till crunch time. The first thing I do is make a list of the deductions and exemptions I’m entitled to. Look, the IRS doesn’t exactly have a Good News Department. If you make a mistake, unless it’s in the government’s favor, you won’t know about it. The bottom line is, if you are entitled to a deduction, you must have knowledge of it and you must claim it.

    So it is with the Kingdom of Heaven. You know, Jesus gave us a list of deductions; things that we are exempt from. Just like tax information, over the course of the year, we tend to forget those things or shove them in a mental folder, then must bring them back up when it’s crunch time. The Word says, forget not His benefits. Good advice! If you don’t know what you are entitled to, you won’t know to apprehend them.

    The dictionary definition of Exemption is, the process of freeing or the state of being free from an obligation or liability imposed on others. It means immunity, exception, dispensation, indemnity, exclusion, freedom, release, relief, absolution. When Jesus took our sin upon him and died to save us, the things he saved us from, are exemptions. As a result of the cross, we have an immunity from the consequence of living on this earth where Satan rules this age. We are not subject to what the devil imposes on the earths inhabitants. Our sin is forgiven, all debt is wiped out, we are redeemed and free by the blood of Jesus if we believe in Him and ask Him to rule and reign in our lives. Without that forgiveness, we would be under the law and not under grace. The law is righteous, but almost impossible to adhere to. Grace is free, freeing and the true love of God at work.

    Let’s examine the truth a little here. We will limit the discussion to sickness for the sake of blog space. In order to claim a deduction, you have to know what you are entitled to. The word, salvation, is defined in the Greek language as meaning rescue or safety (physically or morally) welfare, prosperity, deliverance, preservation, health, salvation. Logic would remind us to remember those benefits and use those exemptions as life happens. People have been tricked into believing sicknesses are hereditary, run in families; or are just part of life. It’s tolerated, it’s feared, it’s allowed. Hold up, let’s look again at the Word. I Peter 2:24 in the Amplified Bible says, “He personally carried our sins in His body on the [a]cross [willingly offering Himself on it, as on an altar of sacrifice], so that we might die to sin [becoming immune from the penalty and power of sin] and live for righteousness; for by His wounds you [who believe] have been [b]healed.” Jesus already paid the tariff for living in this infected world, so we are exempt. He bought our sickness, it is finished. He could have just died for our sin, but He gave us more. We need to know that! Satan is going to try every trick in his book to destroy you. He will get you to accept the cold or flu. You assume you will recover, and justify it, even welcome it as time to get some much-needed rest. Your friends send sympathetic wishes on social media and hope you feel better soon. However, the flu turns to pneumonia and the little foothold became a stronghold and now you are out of commission for weeks. You are rendered helpless; your vitality is stolen, and your strength is temporarily gone. A wish and a hope based on nothing, won’t do anything. An overflowing faith filled claim of demand based on absolute truth and knowledge of what Jesus did on the cross, along with your received benefits, will. When we take our stand, the affliction has to leave. We may have to fight, but we march forward knowing the victory is already ours, and we do it before the foothold has attached.

    James 4:7 says, “resist the devil and he will flee from you”. We can go straight to the court of Heaven and request enforcement of our right to what Jesus paid for. We can simply stand in our own authority and rebuke him. The devil has no recourse but to flee. He is legally bound to bow to the authority of Jesus, and that authority has been passed down to us. He is a liar and the author of confusion. Are you confused as to why you are afflicted? Awesome! You are on your way to victory because you recognize confusion as an attempt on your life! Keep rebuking the enemy, deny him access, there is no trespass allowed! Watch your mouth, idle words can trip you up. If you say, for example, “my arthritis is hurting”, then you just opened up the door for the enemy. Arthritis is not yours. It is a name and the name of Jesus is the name above all names. That name of Jesus is your weapon, your truth, your covering. Claim that name, not the name of something useless or harmful! There is nothing owing on your account, it has been paid with blood. You have immunity! He gave us every tool and every weapon in His name, to overcome everything the enemy would bring. I will not disrespect what Jesus has done for me by allowing Satan access to my mind, my body or my spirit.

    So, what’s the bottom line? Know the Word of God. Jesus is the Word. He became flesh and dwelt among us. Know His words and you know the intentions of God. God himself came to earth to free us from our assumptions and confusions, the enticement of sin, and the terror of torment. He paid the price for our sin and set us up for divine health, life, abundant and overflowing. We have the Holy Ghost to guide us and teach us, and we have everything we need for life and godliness. It’s all there in the Bible, but it’s up to us to discover its riches, learn of His grace and devour His character. Lay claim to your exemptions and live exceedingly, abundantly. Blessings.    

The Giver

    I received a handmade pen for my birthday. The pen is fashioned by a cabinet maker, from a gorgeous piece of polished wood. The trim is gold. The grip is perfectly comfortable, the fine point tip flows beautifully.

    When the Holy Spirit opens something to me, inspires me and downloads something into my spirit, I hand write it in my journal. Today, I’m writing for the first time with my new pen. What really makes me marvel, is the one who gave this gift to me. My dear friend David chose the perfect thing for me. He knows my heart, he knows my passion for writing. David was thinking of me when he sought out a gift. It wasn’t random or an afterthought. It wasn’t an obligation or a chore. David wanted it to be special, he wanted to give me joy. It’s the giver that makes this gift so perfect.

    Is that not a lovely picture of Jesus? He gave us the ultimate gift. He continues to enrich us, grow us and bless us with gifts of grace, mercy and love. He goes farther. He inspires those around us to give into each other’s lives. Because Jesus loves Mike and me, He gave us David. Because Jesus loves David, He gave him our family to love. Together, we recognize and rejoice in God’s perfect love.

    Jesus was thinking of every one of us as He hung on the cross. He knows our deepest desires and thoughts. He lived in a human body and suffered just as we do. Jesus knows exactly what to give us to bring us joy and freedom. It’s that intimate, personal love that picks out the one special gift that brings us to our knees in wonder and adoration.

    As we enter the Christmas season, let’s think about the giver. Our father, creator of the universe, gave us Jesus, and gives us all good things. Because of His original gift, I want to remember to cherish the givers the Lord has put in my life, and give Him all the praise, honor and glory. It is an awesome thing, too much for us to comprehend. Blessings.