This weekend my brothers were over at our place. They arrived with excitement to see our new home and my kids were happy to give them a tour.
So, my daughter has been asking us to go to a trampoline park since her birthday. COVID happened and that was the end of schedules, parties, and things.
Next, it was summer. I teach Cindee how it is nice to use the free parks and lakes to play in the sand in the summer to enjoy the nice weather outside.
So we held off going to the “jumpy” park until fall. With a lot of kids, the price quickly adds up. So we wanted to make it a special occasion when we visited.
We thought it was a good time to visit while my brothers were in town on a rainy day. And Groupon.com was offering a special discount! Hey, I’ll take it!
Skyzone was a thrill. Even my 2 and 3-year-olds had a blast.
Then, nearing the end of their jump time, the unfortunate happened. Teyt twisted his ankle.
He hobbled (with the help of my sister) to the bench and laid down. His time of bouncing came to an end. He was in tears. The poor kid.
When we arrived back home he ate some supper and went to sleep.
Later he awoke and slid down the stairway to tell me his ankle hurt. He was in tears again. I asked him if he wanted pain medication. I was glad when he responded yes. I brought him some water with Tylenol pills. He refused to take them. I tried to bribe and coach him how to take the little, tiny, easy -to -swallow pills. He cried and said no.
Then I said, “Well, I don’t know what else to do for you teyt.”
Then I thought pray. (DUH! Of course.)
We got some olive oil from our kitchen cupboard to pray for his little ankle. Just like the apostles prayed for the sick people in the Bible.
And they were driving out many demons, anointing many sick people with olive oil, and healing them. Mark 6:13
I started by asking him if he believed he would be healed when we prayed. In broken tears, he replied, “yes.”
I led him through a simple prayer. We asked God to heal his muscles, tendons, bones, anything that wasn’t normal to be placed back and that the pain would stop because by his stripes we are healed.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. Isaiah 53:5
When we finished he wiped his tears and he was thinking. I asked how does your foot feel? He said, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
We lifted our hands and thanked God. This time I led him through a prayer of thanksgiving. Afterward he walked up the stairs to the bedroom.
In a few minutes, he yelled to me from his bed to come to him. This time he said his head hurt. (Probably from crying hard for too long.)
I asked if he wanted prayer for his head. He nodded yes.
We prayed again and God answered our prayer again! He stopped and thought for a moment. He said, “my headache is gone. It’s gone.”
We praised and thanked God some more. God is our healer!
When Jesus became aware of this, He withdrew from there. Huge crowds followed Him, and He healed them all. Matthew 12:15
God built his faith. I’m thankful for the impact this experience had on us. It was faith-building for me too!
Nobody can talk you out of an experience you have with God. You just know that you know that you know!
This root of faith is now a part of his foundation in Jesus.
Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 18:4
Have you experienced a miracle in your life that you will never forget? I’d love to hear about it.
On October 30th I went to sleep after a long day. We were tired after packing up and loading the UHaul truck with our boxes, appliances, and furniture. The next day we would say goodbye to our home of almost 7 years and embark on a new adventure.
The next morning at 4 am, I awoke to an audible voice say my name. “Tonya.” I was not scared. I had complete peace. (I would have freaked normally.)
When I heard my name I smiled. I was in awe. I crawled out of bed (literally because our 2-year-old was asleep next to me and my husband.)
I entered my “prayer closet” (my living room on my couch with a cup of coffee.)
I prayed to God, “Speak Lord, your servant is listening.” Like Samuel did when he heard the Lord say his name 3 times in 1 Samuel chapter 3.
As I prayed, my husband joined me. He knelt on his knees beside my feet. Soon after, I felt a strong urge to pray for America.
We began to “stand in the gap” for America. Interceding for our Beautiful Country.
We began to ask God to forgive us as a nation. For hatred, divorce, cheating, lying, bitterness, killing our children, stealing, our pridefulness, our arrogance… Etc..
We began to worship and praise him. We told Him how much we need him and LOVE Him.
We prayed for America fervently. And it was like we weren’t alone in our living room. I had peace.
I just want to tell you, God has this election. He is in control.
No matter the outcome. He’s got us.
Since you have plundered many nations, all the peoples who remain will plunder you — because of human bloodshed and violence against lands, cities, and all who live in them. Woe to him who dishonestly makes wealth for his house to place his nest on high, to escape from the reach of disaster! You have planned shame for your house by wiping out many peoples and sinning against your own self. For the stones will cry out from the wall, and the rafters will answer them from the woodwork. Woe to him who builds a city with bloodshed and founds a town with injustice! Is it not from the Lord of Hosts that the peoples labor only to fuel the fire and countries exhaust themselves for nothing? For the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the Lord ’s glory, as the waters cover the sea. Habakkuk 2:8-14 HCSB
Justice will be served. Sin will be exposed.
Our HOPE is in Jesus. He will reign. His Glory will be so brilliant in the world. God is going to pour out His Spirit like nothing we have ever seen before. And He’s going to do it through YOU and me as channels He can work through.
Jesus, help America come to your Light. Forgive our sin. Heal our land. In Your name we pray Amen.
God wants to renew your passion for the “elephant” prayers in your life. (The things that are huge or that seem impossible.)
I began working on this post last week. I had one particular “elephant” in mind.
Little did I know this prophetic word from the Lord was about to unfold in a matter of a few days.
These “Elephants” can be a God-given vision, dream, plan, or word which you feel inadequate or are losing the faith it takes to see it unfold.
I have called them elephants because they seem like huge prayers that you can’t accomplish yourself. It would only be achieved with the help of God.
I had a family member slip away from God for 9 years.
I would pray for her on repeat. I knew God was the only one who would bring her back.
2 weeks ago I had a nightmare that scared me so that I woke up and my entire body was covered in goosebumps. I was shaken with fear.
I knew this was not just a bad dream or “the pizza I ate before bed”. I was dealing with a demonic spirit.
My husband and I went on a 3 day fast that week.
I was carried through the fast. I had NO desire for food. Even when I was fixing meals and snacks for the 5 kids. That’s only happened 3 times in my life, (where I was given supernatural strength to make it through a multi-day fast.) Fasting is usually VERY difficult for me.
This time was EASY. It made me curious and ask the Lord, “Why are you carrying me through this fast?” I was nervous about what was coming ahead that I would NEED this time of sacrifice and the power it brought.
On the 3rd day of the fast, I had another nightmare. This time God revealed to me I was in spiritual warfare for my family member I mentioned earlier.
The enemy wanted ALL of her. He was plaguing her mind to cut off the one thing she had left that tied her to God. She was holding on by a thread.
The enemy wanted her, but so did we. There were people who stood in the gap. Interceeding for her. Fasting for her. Crying out for her. Believing for her.
I decided to tell her what I was dealing with. I told her specific details in my dreams. What did I have to lose? Why be intimidated of what she might think of me? I spoke to her the things I felt on my heart.
It was exactly was she needed to hear and the right time. She cried and thanked God that He cared enough for her to send her a message regarding specific things she was dealing with.
This Sunday she went to church and felt the presence of God again. She was renewed with His Spirit. I believe this is only the beginning!
Now to Him who is able to do above and beyond all that we ask or think according to the power that works in us — Ephesians 3:20 HCSB
We never know what God is doing in someone’s heart. Only God knows that.
If God tells you to do something just do it!
God is still moving even when we can’t see it.
Don’t write off your “elephant” just yet. Ask God to renew your passion and faith you need to see it happen. Just make yourself available in willingness. God will use you where you are right now.
We need to be a vessel God can pour into and flow out of!
Go after your elephant! It is available!
Do you have a testimony of an “elephant” prayer God answered in your life? I’d love to hear from you!
The past few weeks I have been wishing Micah had some easy-slip on sandals.
Today as I got the kids ready to go outside again I was reminded of how he could use some sandals. I was careful to not say my thoughts out loud in front of him or my other children because we really have all we have need of here in America.
About 3 minutes after I sent Micah out to the back yard to play, he runs inside the kitchen where I am finishing cleaning up breakfast and doing dishes. With a big smile and a look of excitement, my little 3-year-old boy comes racing around the corner almost dropping the “like new” croc sandals he’s hugging in his arms.
“Where did you find those shoes?” I asked.
He happily replied, “Cindee (his older sister) found them under the deck!”
“Let’s try them on,” I said as I took the bright blue crocs out of his little arms and knelt down at his feet. I thought, “I sure hope these fit him, he’ll be sad if they don’t.“
I slipped on one shoe, He squealed “They fit Mom, yes they do fit Mom! “
They were the his perfect size.
Rob and I don’t remember purchasing them. I could have and just not remember, but having them show up at that exact moment was definitely a God wink.
God is personal! God really does care about us and our own little lives. He cares about the small things. Our small things.
Just a thought, when we go to the stores and malls and buy buy buy anything and everything we want, it makes it hard to give God a chance to do these kinds of small miracles in our lives.
These “God winks” absolutely increase our faith and the faith in our children.
This is a testimony to me. My children can look back and this remember for years.
I hope to encourage someone today.
Matthew 6:8…” Your Father knows what you have need of before you ask.”
Don’t get me wrong. Sometimes my kids and I, yes even me, (cringe face) are ungrateful. Impatient. Frustrated. Irritated.
My kids throw the biggest tantrums because their Ol’ Momma won’t give them thirds on ice cream, won’t let them play with scissors, won’t give them candy for breakfast, or let them have screen time all day!
One night I awoke with worship on my heart. I spent 30 minutes in the wee hours of the night on my knees in my living room telling Jesus how good and wonderful He is.
I started praying for my children. God, help Micah go in the potty, he just forgets when he’s playing or he doesn’t want to take the time to actually just go.
I said, “He just doesn’t get it.” To which the Lord replied, “Neither do you.”
I throw fits too. Some days I just need a friend to sit down, chat with, share some things on my heart over coffee, but instead, I’m surrounded with toddlers all day.
When I’m tired of cleaning the kitchen and sweeping the floor, but still tomorrow comes and I have to do it all over again. There is no end in sight.
Some days, I just don’t get it. I am reminded, thank you, God, I have a kitchen. I have food to cook. I have healthy children to clean up after. I have dishes to put in the dishwasher. I have a husband that comes home from work. Thanks for supplying our need, Jesus.
We need His grace. We need His help. We need His mercy.
Because of the Lord ’s faithful love we do not perish, for His mercies never end. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness! Lamentations 3:22-23
So you see, we are ALL a work in progress. We will continue to be until we reach our heavenly home.
Until then, be on the look out for God winks in your life. Share a story of your own God wink in the comments. I’d love to hear about it!
My heart is hurting for our nation today. Riots. Destruction. Hate. Crimes. The manipulation. The evil. God please help our world. Help our nation. We need you.
Victor Jackson is an evangelist from Florida. He is licensed with the United Pentecostal Church International. He had a heavy burden for the hurting people of Minneapolis. Traveling from Florida, he drove 5 hours in his car to the Atlanta, Georgia airport. He purchased a ticket for the earliest flight to Minneapolis, Minnesota. He went in faith. Great faith. Fearless faith. His feet stood at the spot where George Floyd was tragically killed.
He began to ask if anyone desired hope and better way to live. He called for a prayer of repentance. The people to gathered in with raised hands.
He prayed fervently for unity in the city. Great authority in the Spirit could be felt as I viewed online. He was anointed by God to be mightily used for this time and this place.
He began to declare God’s Love, Peace, Hope, and Joy in the city of Minneapolis.
He proclaimed the blood of Jesus that restores and heals broken relationships and friendships. Immediately the faces of the crowd changed to smiles and affirming heads nodding “yes.” They did indeed desire change.
He spoke with eagerness, but in sincere love for the hurting people.
He told them about the transformation that takes place in ones life when we repent, (asking God to forgive us of our sins) when we are baptized in Jesus name, and when we are filled with the Holy Spirit.
As I read my bible until the wee hours of the morning. I was impressed with the thought, Victor Jackson is a modern day Paul.
In Acts 21:37 the multiplude of people were in an uproar.
Paul asked if he could speak. The crowd came to a hush. He shared his testimony of how he heard the voice of God. Say to him, “Saul, Saul why do you persecute me? Go to Damascus, there I will tell you of the things I want you to do. Paul asked the crowd, “Why do you wait? Get up! Repent and be baptized, so your sins are washed away. Call on the name of the Lord!”
Brother Jackson is being used like Paul 2000 years ago. Calling on the name of the Lord amongst riots. Calling for repentance amongst protestors. Calling a prayer meeting amongst outraged people in the street. Broken people. People who want to make a difference.
Acts 23:11 “And the night following the Lord stood by him, and said, Be of good cheer, Paul: you testified of me in Jerusalem, you must bear witness also in Rome.”
God was with Paul. The Lord stood by Him. Paul was in prison, God told him, be of good cheer, everything is going to be ok. He allowed him to be set free because there was more work for Him to do.
God gave him hope. God was light to him. He is with us too.
You are also called of Jesus. We are called to be saints according to Romans 1:6-7 “Among whom are ye also the called of Jesus Christ: … called to be saints…”
“For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God through salvation to every one that believes, to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.” Romans 1:16
With God there is no respect of persons. You could say God is “color blind.” No race is higher. No race is lower. We are ALL the same. We are equal in his eyes. He doesn’t favor black, red, brown, white, or yellow. We are ALL precious in His sight. We are ALL His children.
There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus. Galatians 3:28
It is a heart issue. We need to genuinely love each other.
Just as Christ loves His church. He died for us. His blood flowed down the wooden tree and spilled on the hill of Golgotha. For you, my friend. For me.
For every single soul to be free from sin.
Brother Jackson is a modern day Paul and God is looking for more willing vessels to use for His glory in these last days to bring the end revival. The last call to harvest is ready before He comes for His bride.
Our God is greater than what is seen with the natural eye. There’s hope. He has a plan. Everything is going to be ok. Just listen for His voice and let His hand guide you and comfort you. Share the Love of Jesus with someone today. People are desperate for love. God’s love. God’s peace. The hope of heaven.
God is our help and restorer. We can put our trust in Him, this I know for sure.
Thanks for reading.
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