Archive for the ‘Angels’ Tag
Have you ever felt meaningless and wondered why you were ever born? God’s love for every person is vastly beyond our wildest dreams. He calls each of us not only from the womb but from the foundation of the earth. We are loved, cherished and planned for. Then it’s for us to receive His love, agree with His plans and say yes to Him.
Ps. 139:16 (Amp) – Your eyes saw my unformed substance and in Your book all the days of my life were written before they took shape, when as yet there was none of them.
My parents were Believers who loved the Lord. In the early stages of my mother’s pregnancy with me, she was very ill. At 3 months the Dr. was so concerned that he recommended abortion if her health did not improve quickly. In those days this would only have been done to save the mother’s life. Much prayer was offered for her and her health improved enough to carry me safely. The day before I was born she weighed only 98 pounds. There was concern once more at the time of delivery but with much prayer she and I were both safe and healthy.
Several years ago the Lord took me back to those days in a vision. I saw my little mother on her bed during her pregnancy. There were angels surrounding her with such tender care. They were stroking her fevered brow and singing softly to her. Others were laying their hands of healing on her (and on me in the womb). Then the scene changed to the delivery room in the hospital. There was my mother with the Dr. and nurses and among them stood Jesus in a white robe. He was the One who drew me out of my Mother’s womb with such joy. He held me up before the Father and the saints and angels to see, as they rejoiced at my safe delivery. Then He held me close to His chest, looked into my eyes and bonded with me. His were the first eyes I looked into. I have always loved Him and I always will.
Although this is my personal story, I pray that you will read this with the understanding that Jesus loves you in the same way. He watched over you in the womb and attended your birth as well, whether you are aware of it or not. And with this understanding may there also come the sure knowledge that He will take care of the things which concern you and bring to pass all that He has written for you in His book. (Ps.139:16 Amp.) You are loved!
Ps. 22:9,10 (Amp) The Lord will perfect that which concerns me. Your mercy and loving kindness Oh Lord, endure forever. Forsake not the works of Your own hands.
Phil. 1:6 (Amp) And I am convinced and sure of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will continue until the day of Jesus Christ (right up to the time of His return), developing that good work and perfecting and bringing it to full completion in you.
Out of the swirling water colors a white horse appeared and the smiling face of Jesus locked gazes with me. When He reached for my hand and pulled me up onto the horse with Him, it was one fluid motion like color being swished onto a canvas. We rode off into the heavens, landing gently on the Sea of Glass in the Throne Room.
There was a host of saints and angels there and immediately all the attention was on Him. He dismounted, nodded His head gracefully to them with a slight bow and turned to help me down from the horse. Then He took my hand and presented me to them. Though I have been there many times, the beauty of Heaven and purity of those there is still a shock to the human system. I felt like Cinderella at the ball with the Prince at my side. He was affirming His relationship with me in front of them all. It is easy to be overcome and terribly insecure in those moments except for all of Rick Joyner’s teaching experiences from Heavenly realms. The Lord told him so many times that he was not to look at himself or compare himself to those who had been purified by the judgments, but to look at Him alone.
Jesus was regal and calm as always and seemed to be enjoying the moment. Still, He saw that I was clinging to His hand. Looking at me quietly, as if He was doing something just for me, He squeezed my hand and said,
“Come with Me. I want to show you something.”
Immediately we were on a high mountain, a familiar place I’ve come to call ‘the mountain at the edge of eternity’. I love this place where anything can happen. It’s full of possibility and destiny with that wild wind of the Spirit blowing our hair and garments. Up on that mountain we started to walk in the green meadow and suddenly came upon a high hill. I had never noticed it in the times I had been there before.
Jesus became serious and quietly said to me, “This is the hill of sacrifice. Your sacrifice. It’s all you have sacrificed for My sake and the Gospel over the years.”
I was stunned! As soon as my vision cleared, for I was sobbing, I looked closer at the hill. Now I could see it was made up of houses and land and gardens and things – many fine things that would go in a house, even beautiful cats! It was also made up of people … so many, many people. There were friends and co-workers and people who we could network with to spread the Gospel. There were also schools and training centers and churches, good churches full of good, faithful people who were mature in spirit and had single eyed devotion for Him alone.
As I gazed at this in awe, Jesus continued to speak to me.
“All the things you have sacrificed for Me have come up to Me and I have used them to build this memorial. But more than just a memorial here in Heaven of your sacrifice, I have multiplied them a hundred fold and I have glorified each one of them and now I am bringing them back to you! Some will stay here to be a blessing to you in your future life here. But much of this will be coming back to you on earth now to bless you and help you fulfill your destiny there.”
I thought of all that I had sacrificed … houses and lands and things. And of all the things that we could not do or be involved in because we were being called out of one place and into another. All the years that I desperately clung to His promises and fought to stay free and not be tied down to anything, even things and places and people that I loved, to just try to stay in line for the ministry that I believed was coming, so that when the doors finally opened I’d be ready to go. And I wept and remembered the joy when the doors finally opened.
Much of what I saw in that hill was people, a vast number of people. I thought about the many times when the enemy stole opportunities from us to go and minister to groups of people. Or times when we actually went but then things prevented people from coming or receiving what we had brought for them. And there they all were in that hill. There were not only the things I had sacrificed but also all that the enemy had stolen from me! I thought about the scriptures that I had prayed so often:
And Jesus replied, “Let me assure you that no one has ever given up anything—homes, brothers, sisters, mother, father, children, or property—for love of me and to tell others the Good News, who won’t be given back, a hundred times over, homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children, and land—with persecutions! All these will be his here on earth, and in the world to come he shall have eternal life.” Mark 10:29-30 Living Bible (TLB)
Have you grown weary from all the loss? Take heart! Nothing of value in your life is ever lost. It goes on into eternity and is multiplied a hundred times to bless you and so many others. Much of it will be showered back on you in this life and much more than you can imagine is waiting for you there in your Heavenly home with Him.
I am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I’ve committed to Him (to guard my deposit) against that day. 2 Tim. 1:12
I settled into my chair in our small group meeting and entered into the worship that was swirling around me. It was like catching a ride on a passing train with all the others. Gradually I became aware of a night sky and the feeling of flight. In the Spirit now, I seemed to be on a plane, leaning my head against a cold window pane. But suddenly I was aware of a cold wind as well. Now I realized that I was flying – but I was outside the plane looking in!
This had a different feel somehow than other prophetic experiences. There was more of a present reality sort of feeling, as though I was witnessing a particular place or set of circumstances here on earth. This was not a high-level, out of body experience but rather a prophetic impression which I had to fight to hold onto and keep believing and moving with it.
The plane was a large jet and this flight was very full. I saw the word United on the side and thought it might be a United Airlines fight. But a second look told me it was United Arab Emirates and most of the people on board were Middle Eastern.
Being somewhat new to this particular type of prophetic experience, I was unsure where I was or why I was there. But I felt I was there to pray and sensed that the plane was in some sort of danger. I prayed for safety and protection and that angels would be sent to help. Then I looked into the plane and saw many beautiful Arab children with their olive skin, black hair and big brown eyes. There were families on board with many children and babies and some pregnant women. I began to pray for them, not only for their safety but that God would reveal Himself to them, seal their future destinies for His Kingdom and bring them out of darkness. In the end I did sense a peace that the danger to the flight was past and everything would be alright.
When you make yourself available to the Lord for prophetic intercession, He can take you anywhere to pray for anyone. (See the other postings under Intercession for some exciting testimonies.) Though this was low on the scale of prophetic experiences, I mention it to show different ways He can speak to us. Some are such slight impressions that we can easily miss them or mistake them for our own thoughts at first. But if we keep pushing aside the distractions, focus on what we are seeing and keep asking for more … anything is possible with God.
Years ago in the 90s during the days of renewal, we were privileged to be near enough to Toronto Airport Christian Fellowship to be there often. I spent so much time resting in the Spirit on that carpet I feel as though I have permanent rug burn on my heart. It changed me forever and I am deeply grateful to the Lord.
I remember attending an intercessory prayer meeting there that absolutely blew me away. They met in a theatre type room that seated about 100 people and it was overflowing. After inviting the Holy Spirit, the leader laid out the plan for us and gave us time limits due to the size of the crowd. We would spend 10 minutes in quiet listening prayer to see what was on God’s heart. What did He have to say and what did He want us to pray about? We were each to write down what He showed us. Then the leader began to call for people to come forward individually to share what God had told them and pray into that.
By this time there was such a thick presence of God in the room that some people were sobbing and others were shaking so hard they could not even hold the microphone. Often someone else had to read their notes for them since they had crumpled to the floor. By the way, these were Catholics, Baptists, Charismatics – people from various denominations, cultures and nations learning how to be truly one in the Spirit. It was stunning.
As the notes were read, in the beginning some of it seemed random and I wondered where it was all going. But soon a pattern began to develop and it was obvious that the same Spirit was directing it all. Something that seemed not to make any sense would be put on hold for the moment. Then another person would share what he had received and it would fit perfectly with the first word and sometimes even bring more understanding. One person shared a fairly vague sense of danger for people in Congo. But later another person had seen a vision of a specific village bordering Congo with a refugee camp. The people there had been traumatized. They had little food and no clean drinking water. Now we could pray more specifically. On and on it went. It seemed as if the Lord had opened a huge jigsaw puzzle and showered it down on us, giving everyone a piece. If you only saw your piece it didn’t look like much or make any sense. But when all the pieces were put together the things He led us to pray about fit together beautifully. We only know things “in part”. We need each other. (1 Cor. 13:9)
Imagine the possibilities of that kind of prayer. Could this be the end of the boring prayer meeting? You know, the kind where it’s all about me and my little group, none of the prayers make it past the city limits and everyone is trying hard to stay awake. Even the angels are yawning at meetings like that because they don’t have much to do! Psalm 103:20 says that they “excel in strength and do His commandments, harkening to (listening with the intent to obey) the voice of His word.” While we do not command them or tell them what to do, they are also listening for the voice of His Word to come through our mouths! When we pray according to His Word and His will, the angels are sent to ‘do His commandments’ and bring answers to those prayers.
Let’s pray the Word of God and make declarations in agreement with His Word. Let’s ask Him how He feels about things and then pray His heart and His will into the matter. His prayers get answered!
For more on this type of prayer see http://www.maheshchavda.com and their weekly Watch of the Lord. I also recommend James Goll’s website, Encounters Network and Prayer Storm http://www.encountersnetwork.org.
Intercession, by it’s very nature, is not about us. If I am crying out to God regarding problems in my own life, that’s a valid form of prayer but it’s not intercession. If I am crying out to God regarding problems in someone else’s life or situations that I am not even affected by, that’s intercession. It’s always on behalf of others, not about me.
But prophetic intercession is still another category which is more strategic and powerful. It involves asking the Lord to direct your thoughts and lead you into praying what’s on His heart. He will give you information you do not have or show you pictures or visions of people and places you have no knowledge of. It can be anything … anywhere! And when He shows you, He can also take you there in the Spirit in prayer. When you arrive, there will often be angelic help, seen or unseen, to assist you in bringing His answer to the people and situations there.
Always remember this. In the Spirit you can fly! You will never see an eagle sneaking around in a forest trying to catch his prey that can easily outrun him. You will never see him surrounded by wolves. That’s ridiculous. He doesn’t go there or operate from that level. He operates from a higher realm where he can see with great accuracy. He can fly. So can you. (Isa.40:31)
There are many stories of prophetic intercession and people being transported in the Spirit for that purpose. Another one of my favorites comes from John Paul Jackson who is a well known prophetic voice in the USA. (www.streamsministries.com) He tells of travelling and preaching in Europe several years ago when he became very ill. He was so ill that he had to cancel some of the meetings and eventually ended up in hospital. He had been crying out to God for healing so that he could continue ministering. He was growing weary in his faith when suddenly at the side of his bed a little old man appeared. The man was small in stature and had dark weathered skin. He said nothing but simply laid his hands on John Paul’s chest and began to pray. John Paul said that fire seemed to shoot through his body and he was instantly healed. In that same instant the man disappeared before his eyes.
Knowing that angels can change their appearance and take on different forms, John Paul began to thank the Lord for sending His angel to bring healing to him.
At this, the Lord spoke to him and said “No, that wasn’t My angel.”
Shocked, John Paul cautiously asked “Well then … what was it?”
In answer to the question, the Lord took him into a vision where he clearly saw this same little old man in his small hut in a Mexican village. The man was on his knees in prayer asking God to use him.
“Oh God,” he prayed, “I’m very old now and I live in such a small village. I want to work for You but I have no opportunity. Please won’t You use me somehow to help someone?”
Apparently the Lord took him at his word. He was transported in prayer all the way to Europe to lay hands on one of God’s servants who needed healing, then taken back home again. Consider the possibilities! But this is not about a free travel package. We don’t get to choose the place or the circumstances. It comes out of a desire to know God in a deeper way and work to build His Kingdom. And it must ONLY be done through the Holy Spirit by those who know the Lord personally. There are other spirits that would counterfit and deceive and eventually destroy people. Jesus said “He who does not enter by the door of the sheepfold , but climbs up some other way is a thief and a robber … I am the door.” (John 10:1-10).
For those who are His, seated with Him in Heavenly places, there are truly no limits in prayer! (Eph.2:6)
For Prophetic Intercession parts 1 and 2 see the category “intercession” on this blog.
Many years ago I was going through a very dark time in my life and not dealing with it very well. I was only in the beginning stages of intimacy with the Lord and there were (and are) still many lessons to learn. I was about to experience one of those lessons very forcefully.
In my search for answers to the impossible circumstances I was in I had finally blamed God for it. Oh, of course it was an attack of the enemy but God could have stopped it and protected me. What about all He promised me? What about all I had sacrificed? Where was He when I needed Him?
On and on I went, venting my anger at Him until suddenly He stopped me. Everything was quiet for a brief second and then I could hear the hurt in His voice as He said to me, “It grieves My heart the way you publicly disgrace and dishonor Me!”
Shocked, I wondered what He could mean. Publicly? I thought I was alone in my room and no-one was home but me. And what did He mean by disgrace and dishonor?
Answering my thoughts as always, He began to explain. “Yes,” He answered quietly. “You disgrace and dishonor me by casting doubt on my abilty to protect you. You accuse Me of not even loving you when it was My love for you that sent Me to the cross. I died for you.”
He paused for a moment to let His words sink into my heart. There was still great pain in His voice as He continued. “And yes, it is very public. Are you still so unaware of the spirit world around you? Everything you have said was heard by all of My angels and the great cloud of witnesses who have gone on before you. The whole demonic host of the enemy is also listening. Your words have disgraced and dishonored Me in front of them all.” After another brief pause He continued simply, “I love you. Please don’t do this again.”
Face to carpet, sobs and groanings of deep repentance. Forgiveness granted. Grace extended. Relationship restored. Lesson learned.
In the previous post we began to look at the cloud of witnesses that Paul describes in Hebrews 11 and 12. Let’s take a closer look to see who they are, who they are not and what role they play in the times we are in and the times to come.
The first thing necessary to understand is this … it is God alone that we are to seek. While He often chooses to minister to us in many different ways through people or angels, our focus is to be on Him and not them. Just as we do not pray to angels or worship them, the same applies to the cloud of witnesses. 1 Tim. 2:5 tells us that there is only one mediator between God and man and that is Christ Jesus. He is the only one worthy of our worship and He is the only one to whom we pray. But this does not mean that there is no interaction with them. There are times when we are permitted to see angels, to receive the messages or the help they come to bring us. The same is true of those in the cloud of witnesses. They can be used as messengers as well. These are not people you are apt to see on a regular basis even though Paul tells that we are ‘compassed about’ or ‘encircled’ by them. But there are times when the Lord chooses to just let us have a glimpse of them as I did in the experience I related in the last post. This was crucial to my understanding at the time and very precious to me. It gave me courage to know I had made the right decision.
Who is this cloud of witnesses? Paul describes them in the previous chapter. In fact, if you read Hebrews chapter 11 and keep going into the first few verses of chapter 12 it will be self explanatory. They are those who overcame and died before us. They are from every generation from Adam up to the present. Paul only listed and referred to those up until his own generation but the books were not closed and have been added to in every generation since. They are not angels or other forms of Heavenly beings. They are men and women, flesh and blood who were born and lived on the earth, became over-comers, died in the faith and have now gone to Heaven.
They have been given the right to watch us and see how we are running this race. (Heb. 12:1) It’s like a relay race and it’s now our turn to run. They are cheering us on toward the end but much more than that. They are also messengers whom God will use on occasion. The whole book, The Final Quest by Rick Joyner, is basically about experiences that Rick had with these people in Heaven. They told him about their own failures and cautioned him to avoid the same traps. Many of them explained that they should have had a higher rank in Heaven and why they failed to achieve it. Their messages to him were crucial to help keep him on the right path. And his writings of those experiences have been instrumental in helping us stay on the path as well.
There is a call going out now to “rid ourselves of everything that gets in the way and of the sin which holds onto us so tightly, and to run with determination the race that lies before us” so that we will not be ashamed at the end. (Heb. 12:1 Good News Bible)
This subject will be continued in the next posting.
The scene is like a race in the Olympic games. The sky is blue and the wind is catching the banners and lifting them high. The runners are all lined up and on their marks and you are in line with them waiting for the starting signal. You have trained so long and hard and sacrificed so much to be here and now it’s finally happening. The signal sounds and off you go. It’s your turn. It’s your day and your time to run. Then suddenly as you look up into the grandstands you recognize those you have only read about from another time! Among this great host are the Apostle Paul, Moses, King David … they are on their feet cheering and saying things like,
“Come on! Run! Keep going! You must win this race for us as well as for yourselves! We ran well but we were not allowed to finish. It was not for our time. (Heb.11:39,40) But it is your time now and you are the last of the runners in this relay. You must run! You must finish well! Go!”
Beside them are members of your own family who ran before you and those who discipled you. They are crying tears of joy and calling your name as they wave you on.
This is the reality of Hebrews chapters 11 and 12. Chapter 11 has been called the great hall of faith, describing many who have been over-comers in ages past and have gone on to be with the Lord in Heaven. In chapter 12, Paul speaks specifically about them and all the other over-comers from Adam up to the present day when he refers to them as the great cloud of witnesses. He encourages us to remember their legacy as we run this race and to understand that they surround us, watching us and cheering us on! (Heb. 12:1)
Before we move on to study this subject, I wanted to share an experience I had with them several years ago:
Once again I had fled to the solace of the place where I had met Jesus so often. But this time I could not discern His presence. The agony and confusion in my heart was overwhelming. It was becoming very difficult to discern what was actually being required of me by the Lord as a sacrifice and what was merely being stolen more and more by the enemy. I thought of Israel, continually giving up land for peace.
I began to sob out all the pain in my heart to Him.
“Lord,” I cried. “I don’t understand. I am completely Yours and totally in love with You. I should be able to hear Your voice and know what You are asking of me. Oh God, remove the confusion and bring understanding. Speak to me and show me what to do.”
Finally I had no more tears left to cry. I lay starring up into the afternoon sky, searching that quiet place within me for His still, small voice. But I heard nothing. The only noise was the murmur of the creek nearby and the wind blowing softly in the trees. Now, time in this realm required me to make a decision.
At last I said to Him,
“Jesus, please see my heart. See that I love You beyond all else. If this sacrifice is what You are asking of me, then I am willing. But I will not let the enemy steal from me all that I have. So I give it all to You, my Lord, with all my heart.”
Reaching into His realm, I placed it all within a large gift box and tied it up with a beautiful ribbon and a card that read,
“To Jesus, with all my love.”
Then I lifted it up to Him.
Instantly a curtain was pulled back in the sky above me. Within the large crowd of people I was viewing I recognized my earthly parents, grandparents and my husband’s parents. There were a few others I knew, along with a great many angels who were all smiling, cheering and applauding loudly. A few were crying tears of joy.
It seemed I had made the right choice.