Warning: High Supernatural Content
So my life has gotten funky in the past week. Spiritually I am strange even from a Christian stand point. I have always seen and noticed things that were overlooked or unseen by others. This past week I was sitting in the daycare watching the 1 year olds play, and I felt something change in the air. I didn't know what, but something changed. A couple days later I was driving down a road I always use, and their was some construction going on. I was watching out for workers, and I saw a sign for a new church, and the Holy Spirit hit me hard with an urge to check it out. My mind fogged, I was trembling, and I was full of heat while covered in goosebumps. I would call that a Holy Spirit overload... I kept doing what I was doing, until Saturday morning it was brought back to my memory. I went by the grounds, and the Holy Spirit radiated off of the grounds. It felt like overwhelming emotion, the strongest love, and hot yet cold. I decided to go to church there on Sunday.
I went in, and I was 15 minutes late. Chris had a migraine and his stomach was upset so he stayed home. I sat near the back, and the Holy Spirit was thick in the air. I hadn't experienced that since a few churches in Maine, but definetly not since I came to Florida. All I have ran into down here is legalism, high ranking demons, pounding on the walls of the vacant apartment next to us, and attacks from the neighbors whenever I tried to change anything through spiritual warfare. I have had every pain in my life brought back before my eyes, and experienced flashbacks that left me sobbing. I have faced things that should have derailed me, and cost me my sanity, but I tried to just keep walking. I finally reached the end of the dark tunnel, and I began to feel empowered again. The dark season ended, and I felt worse for wear, but much stronger. So in the presence of God this strong, I rested.
Later they asked if anyone was uncertain of their next steps in life or they needed direction to come forward. I did, because my paper route is being taken from me, and the director is decreasing my hours to 25 a week at the daycare. I needed guidance. Instead the pastor went on a prophetic kick and told me the past is in the past, my heart needs to heal, and he prayed for empowerment. He then asked some ladies to continue praying for me. I felt God wash something out of my chest that had been there for too long. It caused me great pain, and it was healing. Then a lady named Estelle befriended me, and asked me if I would go with her to the next service. Apparently this was a new church founded in November as a daughter church of a larger congregation down in Tarpon. We carpooled to the next location, but first I told the pastor what I saw, because I heard God say to tell him how I got there. He was greatly encouraged. Then I went with Estelle.
The second church was as annointed as the first. When I met the pastor his eyes had a fierce light in them. That light comes from obedience. The authority that rested on that man's shoulders was comforting to me since there were so many clueless/whimpy pastors in this area. I needed to see one with fire.
Seeing a church that was undiseased made me realize how off my former church was, and helped me realize that everything I had told my pastor was true. He did need to clean house.
I found that the change in the air was a result of what Impact was doing (the daughter church). Estelle told me lately they had been pressing in during spiritual warfare harder than usual, and I think what I heard in the air was a break in a principality. God already told me that witchcraft ruled this area, and it had to be driven back before He could move. I am glad a church is stepping up to the plate. It made me excited:)
I came home charged, and Chris was feeling a bit better. I wanted to go to the 6pm service with him, but my alarm didn't go off. Instead I slept from 2pm to 2am and caught up on a lot of missed sleep.
I am going to check out Estelle's ministry soon. She has a corporation that is focused on showering, clothing, and providing for the homeless, as well as giving free nursing services to the elderly that cannot afford it. The church is making a portable double shower unit to bring a hot shower and clean clothes to homeless people whereever they happen to be. I think I finally found my home.
It's been a crazy week:)
I went in, and I was 15 minutes late. Chris had a migraine and his stomach was upset so he stayed home. I sat near the back, and the Holy Spirit was thick in the air. I hadn't experienced that since a few churches in Maine, but definetly not since I came to Florida. All I have ran into down here is legalism, high ranking demons, pounding on the walls of the vacant apartment next to us, and attacks from the neighbors whenever I tried to change anything through spiritual warfare. I have had every pain in my life brought back before my eyes, and experienced flashbacks that left me sobbing. I have faced things that should have derailed me, and cost me my sanity, but I tried to just keep walking. I finally reached the end of the dark tunnel, and I began to feel empowered again. The dark season ended, and I felt worse for wear, but much stronger. So in the presence of God this strong, I rested.
Later they asked if anyone was uncertain of their next steps in life or they needed direction to come forward. I did, because my paper route is being taken from me, and the director is decreasing my hours to 25 a week at the daycare. I needed guidance. Instead the pastor went on a prophetic kick and told me the past is in the past, my heart needs to heal, and he prayed for empowerment. He then asked some ladies to continue praying for me. I felt God wash something out of my chest that had been there for too long. It caused me great pain, and it was healing. Then a lady named Estelle befriended me, and asked me if I would go with her to the next service. Apparently this was a new church founded in November as a daughter church of a larger congregation down in Tarpon. We carpooled to the next location, but first I told the pastor what I saw, because I heard God say to tell him how I got there. He was greatly encouraged. Then I went with Estelle.
The second church was as annointed as the first. When I met the pastor his eyes had a fierce light in them. That light comes from obedience. The authority that rested on that man's shoulders was comforting to me since there were so many clueless/whimpy pastors in this area. I needed to see one with fire.
Seeing a church that was undiseased made me realize how off my former church was, and helped me realize that everything I had told my pastor was true. He did need to clean house.
I found that the change in the air was a result of what Impact was doing (the daughter church). Estelle told me lately they had been pressing in during spiritual warfare harder than usual, and I think what I heard in the air was a break in a principality. God already told me that witchcraft ruled this area, and it had to be driven back before He could move. I am glad a church is stepping up to the plate. It made me excited:)
I came home charged, and Chris was feeling a bit better. I wanted to go to the 6pm service with him, but my alarm didn't go off. Instead I slept from 2pm to 2am and caught up on a lot of missed sleep.
I am going to check out Estelle's ministry soon. She has a corporation that is focused on showering, clothing, and providing for the homeless, as well as giving free nursing services to the elderly that cannot afford it. The church is making a portable double shower unit to bring a hot shower and clean clothes to homeless people whereever they happen to be. I think I finally found my home.
It's been a crazy week:)