Category Archives: Prophecy

Yi Neng was one of the most amazing young women I have ever known. She was sincere about her love for Jesus, unbelievably humble and meek and I don’t remember ever seeing Yin Neng offended… even if I (who have no filter) probably could have offended her countless times. She didn’t blab about her spirituality or try to paint herself a certain way to get people to like her. She just loved Jesus. Nevermind that Yi Neng had her undgrad degree from MIT, went to medical school at USC and was about to start her residency at Johns Hopkins (arguably the best hospital in the nation). She had worked with Iris Ministries in Mozambique and felt a call to heal people with medicine and with the supernatural power of Jesus. She knew medicine was her destiny and her calling and it was just as important as anyone else’s.

One day, while eating with my smarty-pants roommate, I asked her how she got to be the way she was. How did she get to be so successful in life and so focused on what she was called to do? She told me something shocking: “My mom would always tell me how smart I was and that I was going to ‘go places’. She told me later, she didn’t necessarily see a tiny genius in me but she spoke destiny into me constantly… especially when I was having a rough time. She made me believe that I could do anything the Lord called me to do. That I could be a doctor and help people who were sick.” Sure, Yi Neng got her share of spankings. She was disciplined but what affected her the most was that her mom believed who God was inside Yi Neng. Instead of pointing out flaws constantly (which lets face it, some moms are prone to this), she spoke life over her daughter. Not only did Yi Neng become a success in her career (she is now practicing medicine in San Diego), she is a whole and healthy person because of what her mom did for her. What could be more powerful than that?

Yesterday on Twitter, Richy Clark, a worship leader at IHOP and the face of Radiant Worship, said something remarkably important. “I’ve met folks who actually withhold affirmation or praise for others in fear of contributing to their pride. This is ridiculous.” I like that statement… partly because I’m totally a “words of affirmation girl”. I show love this way to people I know who need encouragement. I will write them letters or text them or pray for them. That’s one of the reasons I love prophecy so much and why I am passionate about it being done in the right spirit. But I also liked what he said because it is true. Withholding encouragement from someone who is gifted and believing we need to “take them down a notch” is not godly. It’s not the heart of the Lord. Most likely, if you feel that someone is walking in pride, it is probably because THEY NEED encouragement and affirmation. So many are quick to judge when really we aren’t protecting people who have a gift for the the Body of Christ from the jealousy and envy of others. Withholding encouragement leads to a feeling of pressure to preform, self-consciousness, and insecurity. We want people who are building the kingdom to be strong enough to endure the building process! And we can help eachother get there. Bear with me people, because this is going to be long post but we’re going to figure this out.

I remember the first time I prophesied over someone. I almost didn’t know what was happening. I was at my church in Dallas praying for my roommate Amber with a few other girls when a literal cloud of the presence of God fell on all of us. It was unreal. Suddenly, I heard a voice whispering to me, “tell her that I think she is beautiful.” It freaked me out. I was so scared it wasn’t God or that I would screw the whole thing up that I decided I wasn’t going to say anything. It made me feel awkward, anyway. What if I made her feel awkward? What if the timing wasn’t right? What if this would just contribute to her vanity (not that she had any but the way I grew up, this was always a thought)? But the Lord wouldn’t let up and He kept repeating this phrase. My body started to shake and the more I resisted prophesying over this girl, the more my body started to go into convulsions. I didn’t want to die so I managed to yell out what the Lord had just told me about my friend. Instantly, her body collapsed and she began weeping and weeping, telling me that the Lord had just spoken to her the same thing and she didn’t believe it was Him.

Fast forward about nine years and here I am. Last night I went to a worship meeting at a little red house we gather at on Tuesday nights. I’ve been to a handful of these meetings and it seems every week there are different people there enjoying the presence of God. Each week I have been encouraged and walked out feeling like my heart has been given a great, big hug. Not only that, but it is a place where I feel at ease sharing what Jesus is telling me about others. Last night after giving  a word to a lady that was really encouraging for both of us, a young woman who I hadn’t seen before looked at me and asked me if she could give me a word. “Of course you can!”, I replied. She just simply looked at me and told me, “the Lord wants you to know you are of great worth to Him. You are so valuable to Him, more valuable than the most precious diamonds. You are beautiful…” and then she went on a little bit more. I know what you are thinking because I have thought the same thing… “such a cliche’ word! Can’t she come up with anything better?” The truth is, immediately after she gave me that word I just about melted into the floor. It was embarrassing, actually, because I was weeping in front of everyone. I’m not really awesome at the whole vulnerability thing but I sort of had no choice last night. I literally couldn’t stop crying for the rest of my time there. I tried… seriously. I tried really hard but the tears kept coming. Why was this such a big deal? Because the Lord has been speaking to me about this very subject for the last couple of months but it has been something seriously hard to digest. The Lord had been teaching me to ground myself  in the knowledge of who I am to Him and not let the opinions of others damage my identity. What was cool is that this was coming from someone who had never even met me. They hadn’t had the opportunity to observe me and make judgements about who I was. They just told me what the Lord said. I walked out that night feeling completely bathed in the love of God.

The point of this blog is to never cease being an encouragement to others. There are ways we can help eachother so that our identities are not attacked and wounded. There are ways we can approach eachother without our flesh operating in a spirit of suspicion and judgement. When you perceive someone to have an issue in their life, and you are in relationship with them, I encourage you to figure out how you can share God’s heart for them in the situation. I have done this incorrectly NUMEROUS times and wounded people in the process (mostly when it directly affects me). Many times I have prophesied over people and the Lord has revealed prophetically a negative behavior or pattern in their life. But instead of making them feel shamed and making them feel like they don’t know the Lord, I will say something like, “I believe that the Lord has made you an overcomer. He has put His strength inside of you so that you can walk in holiness and purity. He has called you to something higher. He is encouraging you to come closer to Him so that He can tell you who you are to Him.” It is words like these that have literally impacted so many hearts in a positive way. I have always been taught by prophetic leaders that presenting the prophetic word… how you say it… is one of the most important parts of the word itself.

NOW… there are times where a sinful behavior pattern is continuing and it is causing damage to other people around them. The church in Corinth is a supreme example of this. I am not in anyway saying that God doesn’t discipline and that there isn’t a point where someone needs to step in. Also,  I’m not saying when a leader gives you direction regarding his vision and the direction he’s going in building the kingdom that you don’t need to obey that. If you are under his authority, than it’s important that you follow his vision. This is not what I’m talking about. I am talking about another person’s identity and what we speak over them as an individual and person. This is super super important because  words are extremely powerful and James discusses this in chapter 3. What we speak over another person can alter the course of their life AND our lives.

So next time, before you are about to share with someone what you “see in them”, ask the Lord how you are supposed to share it. How will it affect their heart? How can you convey the heart of God to that person? It’s really hard, especially for someone like me who doesn’t have much of a filter. But I’ve had to learn the hard way (and am STILL learning) that there is a way you can love people through your words without damaging their heart in the process. Okay. You think this one was long enough? I’m done.

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There is an African-American man, about my age, that works as a delivery guy at the furniture store I work at. I’ll call him “Fred”. Fred went to jail when he was 15 years old because he got in with the wrong crowd and has now just come out of prison in the last year. He’s trying to get his life together, and I believe him. A month or two ago, Fred was going through a lot of hard stuff and I was able to pray over and him and speak the love of the Father over him. He immediately started crying. He had never experienced the Father’s love in his life. He had ever heard a father speak identity over him… kinda strange that Fred was hearing the Father through a 33 year old woman, right? Well, it still works. I told Fred who he was destined to be… not who he appeared to be at time. Jesus touched his heart that day. I’m still working on him, and praying that he will surrender his life totally to Jesus.

But now he is in another legal situation that is causing me to remember how frustrated I get with living in the south. There is a man that is angry with one of Fred’s family members and is now taking it out on Fred. This guy is constantly accusing Fred of attacking him (did I mention that Fred is also my height, 5’2″?) or stealing from him or other ridiculous allegations just to get back at Fred’s family member. The police never believe Fred because Fred has been in prison for fifteen years… for one incident. I’m also sure it has a little to do with racial profiling, but I’m not getting into that on here.

The police just assume that Fred is trouble because of his appearance and because of his past. They don’t have any hope for him at all. When they look at Fred, they see a criminal. When God looks at Fred, He sees something entirely different. The thing is, I know Fred still has issues. I know he’s not perfect. But I also know that I have a really big God whose heart is filled with hope for Fred so I want to have that same kind of hope for him as well. I’m not going to speak over Fred what I see with my flesh. He already knows this about himself. What is much more powerful is speaking what God has already destined in His heart for Fred to be.

I’ve been thinking about this topic a lot lately because it seems that my church body has been really concentrating on the subject of love, lately. It’s true that love doesn’t always look fluffy and cute and pink. Sometimes love means you have to stop enabling someone in their sin. Sometimes love means you do have to confront in love. But that’s what prophecy does to come in and heal. It speaks into existence something that is not as if it were. I’m really really passionate on the subject of prophecy and that it’s full purpose is to bring the “testimony of Jesus” that John speaks about in Revelation 19:10. The “testimony of Jesus” is a testimony of redemption. It’s not staring at the old creation so that someone can figure out how messed up they are (although there are moments when hidden sin should be exposed, this shouldn’t be common). Prophecy is speaking out something powerful over someone and calling them to rise up to their place beside the throne.


I love prophecy, if you haven’t all figured that out already. It is one of my favorite things in the world to prophesy over someone… especially someone I know absolutely nothing about. It’s more fun that way. Hearing the voice of Jesus and partnering with him to see a destiny fulfilled is one of the most powerful experiences and it is always… always… so much fun!

Tonight I was thinking about a prophetic word that someone gave ME awhile back. This word was so specific and seemed so impossible at the time but at least part of this word has occurred recently… a very specific part. The rest of it I’m still waiting on and let me tell you… it’s driving me a little crazy. You would think that if part of the word is fulfilled that the second part of the word (both supremely connected) would follow immediately afterward. Well apparently not.

I have asked the Lord repeatedly if He gave me that word to torture me. His answer is usually laughter. No, He’s not laughing at me. He’s just laughing with a little twinkle in His eye, like He knows something really awesome but He’s not telling me all of it yet because I’m not ready. Which makes me kind of mad at Him, even though I know that’s stupid. How can you get mad at a perfectly kind, generous, loving God? Oh, you can alright. But it’s probably because you are being stubborn and selfish. Like me.

For the first half of the word, I had to take steps in order for it to be fulfilled. That was easy enough; I just had to recognize when the opportunity came and then pounce on it. The fact that the opportunity came at all is miraculous enough for me. For the second half of the prophecy, I have to sit around and wait. There is absolutely nothing I can do to make it happen. Doesn’t He know how impatient I am? The answer is yes… yes He does. Which is the whole point.

I remember hearing a prophetic leader teaching one time about how there will be a season when it will look like this prophetic word won’t happen. In fact, we may go through seasons of doubt and disillusionment as we wait for it to be fulfilled. Really, what is happening is that Jesus is calling us to a deeper place in Him. He’s calling us to a deeper place of trust in His goodness. I know I sound really mature and spiritual right now but in fact, this knowledge just makes me want to rip my hair out at the root.

What I hear is simply that I have to wait some more.

See, you don’t understand how ridiculous a chore waiting is for me. I am the person who hunts down the waitress all over the restaurant if she doesn’t bring the bill soon enough. When I was much younger (not that it matters), my brother had been using  my old mattress. I was moving to a new place and needed my bed so I went into his room and took the mattress… while he was still sleeping on it… just because I didn’t want to wait for him to wake up. I’m actually not kidding about that.

The truth is, prophetic words don’t happen just so that we can feel warm and fuzzy. They don’t happen just so we can know our future either. Sometimes they happen because Jesus wants to reveal the depth of His love to us. And sometimes part of that revealing has to do with a deep healing that can only come from wrestling with that prophetic word. As you wait on Jesus to bring that word to fruition… whether you take risks to see it happen or whether you are simply waiting… ask Jesus what He wants to do in your heart during this time. Ask Him how you can prepare for the word to come to fruition. What kinds of things in your character need to change? What kinds of things about your identity need to change? Maybe He just wants to see you loving Him more and placing your priorities and ambitions in the correct place (the correct place would be HIM). Maybe He is still healing you of past hurts and wounds.

I recognize now that this is exactly what Jesus is doing with me. That the whole process I see slowly… slowly… slooooowly unfolding is because He wants to walk with me through it all… my trust issues, my fears, my insecurities. All of the things I have avoided in the past because they were too difficult to deal with are now being exposed as this prophetic word is starting to happen.

So my challenge to you is what are you going to do about your prophetic word? Are you going to talk to Jesus about it? Are you going to ask Him if there is anything you need to do to see it come forth? Are you going to sit with Him and let Him heal you and set you free so you can walk in the things He has called you to? Go ahead and do it. Don’t wait!


This past month has been one of the best that I have had in a long time. I’m finding my life reflecting the title of this blog. Life is coming full circle. How strange. Eight years ago this month I was moving from Little Rock (the town that I now live in), wanting to escape a relationship break-up. I know I’ve covered most of the journey the Lord has led me on but I find it so strange and coincidental how much has changed in my heart and yet how there seem to be so many links and connections to significant moments in my life… it seems to all be coming together.

If I went into all of the strange things that have been happening this month or this summer even I would probably take up most of the space on this entire blog. So I’ll spare you most of the details. Connections between old friends and new friends, old dreams (since high school) that He has replanted in my heart, relationships that he is helping me to evaluate, and new prospective relationships that I am learning to enjoy and relax in… I am really taking joy in my life right now.

I went to World Mandate this weekend. It’s a church planting conference in Waco, Texas which is the fourth one that I have attended over the years. Antioch Community Church has planted house churches all over the world and it wasn’t until this fourth time in attendance that my heart was actually stirred toward what the Lord was doing on the earth… though I am thinking about these things for the future, I realize I’m not entirely ready for whatever my role is in this.

Instead, I had my usual favor from God that I seem to be getting a lot of lately. I had heard that there would be sign-up sheet for prophecy rooms at this conference and signed up for a slot on Saturday afternoon. I just needed encouragement, direction… anything that might help me to move forward. The fascinating situation I discovered but was not told until later, was that these rooms were only for pastors and missionaries. I asked my friend, a leader at Antioch if I should go back and take my name off the list. She encouraged me to keep it on, thinking it was probably just a ‘God thing’ that no one had told me the rules.

So I did go to the rooms on Saturday and basically wept through the entire ordeal. No direction really… just a confirmation of my calling, His heart for me, my identity in Him, divine protection over my life (yes please!), and a specific anointing that was called out again and confirmed (music). There was an even an incredibly awkward moment where all of the people in the room stood up and applauded me and celebrated me, signifying how proud the Father was of me and how He delighted in me. Yes, I blushed a little but I very much needed that awkward moment.

I guess right now I’m not excited about all of the adventures He has in the future… or the tasks or assignments He has for me… or the leadership positions He might give me or the bands that I get to sing with. I’m just excited that I get to rest in His arms and be loved by Him. I’m excited about the ways He is going to meet me in the future. I’m excited for the late nights I’ll get to spend with Him speaking to me in my dreams. I’m excited for the ways He’s going to speak to me through others and how I’ll hear His heart for them as well. I’m excited for all of the people He is placing in my life right now and how we’re walking out our friendship with Him together. I’m excited about the increase of joy I’m receiving just because He’s beside me.

Even though my dreams from high school might be very similar to the ones I have now, they are coming from a different place in my heart… a different place of rest… a more developed purpose. And some day, I will share with you exactly what those dreams were/are.

 

 


I had a dream awhile back that I went on a date with the prophet Jeremiah. In the dream I was back in my old apartment in Dallas and the prophet came up to me and asked me out. I refused at first because He didn’t seem very attractive to me. But when He persisted, I finally gave in. I equate this portion of the dream to my time in Dallas and how my friends would tell me that I had a call on my life and I would respond that they had no idea what they were talking about. I didn’t want any part at all of being in the ministry. I loved my community and I had a relationship with the Lord but I had no desire for my walk to go beyond that… which is just ridiculous when I think about it now.

So Jeremiah comes to pick me up in a silver pick-up truck. He doesn’t come to the door… he just makes me run down a steep hill in high heels in the pouring rain. So I’m guessing this portion of the dream is indicating that whatever the Lord is asking me to do here… will not be easy and probably not bevery glorious either. In fact, if it’s Jeremiah we’re talking about, chances are this journey is going to get pretty rough. I’m going to leave out the end of the dream for my own protective reasons.

Lately, I’ve been wondering more about this dream though it has been around a year since I have had it. What I remember about Jeremiah is that he experienced the emotions of God, the pain of God for the people in Israel. He felt the heartfelt anguish of the Lord over the plight of the people and He couldn’t help speak out what the Lord placed on His heart. As I was thinking about this, I couldn’t help but realize how ill-equipped I am. My tendencies lean more toward trying to preserve myself rather than feel the heart of the Lord for those around me.  And really, if God wants to give me a message that is similar to Jeremiah’s, do I have enough confidence to present it or am I too full of the fear of man to speak it with boldness? Is my heart even pure enough to give a bold prophetic word that doesn’t have mixture in it?

The truth is, the Lord hasn’t said much else about any of this until now. And even then, all He is asking me to do is read and study the book and keep asking Him about His words to the prophet. So I might share some of the snippets that I learn along the way and hope to come to some kind of understanding of what the Lord has for me in this season… what He wants to teach me… how He wants to change me… and what He might want to say to others through me.


God has a sense of humor. If you haven’t figured that out, then I feel really sorry for you.  I say this because he speaks in the most surprising ways sometimes.

I was working most of the day today and had my iPod earbuds embedded into my head. Music causes the day to go by so much faster and makes mundane chores enjoyable. I haven’t listened to a lot of secular music in years though I will occasionally put some Pandora Radio on if I’m in the mood. For the most part, I prefer to soak myself in some really anointed worship music. But today I found myself staring at the listing for Norah Jones album “Come Away”, which was her very first recorded album. I haven’t listened to the complete version of this CD in about 4 years and was honestly obsessed with the CD when I first bought it. But because it was associated with a former bad relationship I sort of avoided it for awhile.  For some reason I decided to go ahead and put it on. When the title song “Come Away” came on I stopped in my tracks and found myself wondering about the lyrics.

I don’t think Norah is a believer… but I’m pretty sure God is speaking right now.

“Come away with me in the night

Come away with me and I’ll write you a song

Come away with me on a bus

Come away with me where they can’t tempt us with their lies

And I want to walk with you on a cloudy day

In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high

So won’t you try to come?

Come away with me and we’ll kiss on a mountaintop

Come away with me and I’ll never stop lovin’ you

And I want to wake up with the rain fallin’ on a tin roof

While I’m safe there in your arms

So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night

Come away with me”

I can’t even begin to tell you how I felt the Lord speak to me in almost every single line. Not only that but soon after I was done listening to that album I put on a podcast by author John Eldredge. In the middle of the podcast John states “I was driving on a beautiful day awhile back and that song by Norah Jones… “Come Away with Me” played on the radio and I knew the Lord was speaking to me through this song.” I was sort of stunned.  Once again, I am amazed at his tenderness over me.

I will write more on the meaning of these lyrics when I have time.


I like to argue sometimes… especially about theological and doctrinal matters.  As long as it doesn’t get ugly (and unfortunately sometimes even if it does), I enjoy a nice intellectual debate from time to time. If you get me around an unbeliever or a traditional church member and the subject of God comes up, I always have fun trying to convince them with my words and sharp statements about “truth”.

But about a year ago I realized that though this kind of debate can be helpful at times, mere conversation and bold statements are usually not the ideal tool to convince others. I was attending a weekend conference with a speaker who is probably one of the most prophetic people in our nation today.  He pointed me out of the crowd and spoke to me saying “young lady. You like to convince others with your words and through debate but the Lord is going to make you into a presence carrier. It will be the presence of God in your life that will draw others to the truth.”

The problem I see with many who are always trying to be shocking by “shaking the church out of their slumber” is that most of the time they actually enjoy being offensive… being able to cause reactions… and you can tell. I’m sure many of them are convinced they are prophets like Jeremiah who have come to speak “truth” to the church gone astray but rarely do they have the heart of the prophet Jeremiah who loved his people deeply and was very troubled by the call God had on his life. He didn’t spout off the judgments of God to look smart and profound. He pleaded with God to relieve him of his prophetic duties.

I have been a little troubled myself, after seeing some of the ways people have put themselves on a pedestal in the name of “truth”. Why are we spending so much time rebuking the church (I mean do we really think we’re that perfect ourselves?) when we could be convincing them of how great and wide and high and deep the love of God is for them? If we really think our words are going to shape church culture than we have it wrong. It is the all-surpassing, passionate, jealous, consuming love of God that is going to shift the state of the church in our day. If we want to be reformers then this is the message we must, must, MUST bring to the church. If we believe that God needs our words to change things… well than who gets the glory there?

It is not our words but His presence that ignites a fire in a dead church.