Thursday evening, I was feeling led to do something very specific and different with the prophetic key. It was something I had never done before, and I am really hesitant to mention it in detail here. It was basically speaking against something evil going on in a church. I have only ever spoke encouraging, positive, uplifting things. I don’t think once in my life I have ever prayed for something to be ended, but I felt the Lord was giving me a clear instruction on ending something.
The moment I realized what He was asking me to do, I got into my Bible, into my teachings, to be sure I was grounded. I stood straight up from my desk and looked out the window, “God,” I said, “I need a sign. I cannot just step out and do this without some confirmation.” I felt emboldened in the moment and prepared, for sure, but it was such a new thing that I felt it was necessary to have some confirmation before moving on.
I looked at the palm trees outside, and I thought of the Holy Spirit, and I said, “Wind. Lord, please make it blow hard. Harder than ever. Please show me unmistakably.”
Of course, the next day, I read you aren’t supposed to do that. Fleeces aren’t the right way to go about it. You’re supposed to ask the Lord for a sign, but you don’t get to pick the sign. That’s no good. But, I’d already asked the Lord.
After I asked the Lord to blow the wind for me to give me a sign that this was the right way to go, I heard the Lord say, “Now, take a break for a moment, go home, check on your son.” The Lord is really a good nurturer. He never presses me to the point of exhaustion without giving me the power to accomplish what is needed. The moment I get in my flesh, I’m going to be super tired with zero motivation.
I go home, check on my son, and I just have this feeling I should step out on the back porch, so I do. Just then, the wind whips up. Bigtime. And I begin to feel the presence of the Lord with me. This time, there’s authority and power. He’s not just my friend in the moment. He’s a friend on a mission. And He’s holding my hand. “Are you ready?” He asks.
“It is hard, Lord, but You died for me. I can die to my fears. I can use this key for You,” I said.
Just then, I saw the neighbor’s dog start barking, but he could not bark fully because it was like his vocal cords weren’t working right. He had some throat problem. When he did that, I was reminded of the dead dog vision I’d had on Monday. I was reminded that the Lord and I were walking in the spirit together. And there came the wind in power, blowing everything around.
Just then, I began to speak, and as I did in obedience, the Lord allowed me to see the reality of the situation in the spirit. The evil I was bringing to an end in the body of Christ was more evil than I realized on the surface. He showed me the depth of the problem, and what it was truly responsible for. I had never before understood it, and now it was crystal clear why this needed to come to an end.
I walked back to the office to read a little bit more, and on the next page were these words, “Hey, if you do not want to go speak my word, I’ll use an ass. So don’t think you’re so special, hey? Do not think I choose you because you’re so eloquent. Hey, I can use the dog next door if I really want to. So don’t you go boast about what I have put in you.” This is from the book Prophetic Office, by Les Crause.
The wind whipped up outside and continued to blow. Trust me when I say I was full of the Holy Spirit and paying attention.
I had called my father that morning because, well… I don’t know. I haven’t shared anything about my prophetic call with them even over the last year or so. They might not understand it really, and they don’t have to. I don’t want them to think I’ve gone off the deep end, but if something happened to me one day, I would hate to think they would hear from my husband and the people I ministered to them that I moved in the prophetic so much, and I never shared it with them. Somehow, I believe the prophetic is in the blood. I see it in my own children. So I called him up myself and said, “Dad, do you remember when I was little, and how I suffered really badly with dreams at night? Well, I never said anything about it, but it’s happened off and on throughout my whole life. It got really bad right before I married Douglas, but he read this book, and it suggested that this could be something that could be used for the Lord. So for the past year and a half or so, I’ve been having dreams and visions. It’s happening a lot. I believe the Lord is speaking to me.” (…insert crickets sound here).
He said it sounded important, and that he believed me. There’s nothing more humbling for a prophet than for your dad to say, “Well… that sounds real good, babydoll. Sounds like you’re getting closer to the Lord.” If I ever start to get uppity as a prophet, I’m going to go right back here and read this part, and remember my dad’s reaction.
I said, “Would you do me a favor? I’ve been seeing visions about the Lord returning again. Would you ask the Lord to show you this too? Maybe he will give you a dream. Maybe he will speak to you the way he’s speaking to me.” He said of course he would.
I could tell I had caught him blindsided, but he called me back a few days later, telling me that he had prayed day and night, and even when he woke up in the middle of the night about it. But that the Lord had not told him anything. He said he thinks maybe the Lord is showing me that, in my job, it’s a life or death situation for the men here, and the Lord wants me to know I’m making a big difference, and he’s pleased with me.
And then he said, “But something just happened, and it made me pick up the phone to call you.” My heart started beating really quickly, and he said, “I was outside the church. You know, me and your mom go down every Saturday and clean the church, and I change the sign.” My dad is a deacon. There is no one more faithful than my dad and mom at their church. They’ve just always been like that. They do all the little things that no one notices or sees, but it’s for the Lord. He said, “As I was putting the letters on the sign, this big wind came up, and it just swirled all around me, and I felt the Lord, and I thought of you. His presence was so strong that it brought tears to my eyes. I knew He was telling me something about you. So I wanted to call you.”
Do you see how the Holy Spirit works?
I laughed out loud. Of course, my dad doesn’t understand. I would have tried to explain it to him, but he can’t hear very well anyway. And I would have had to tell three stories for him to understand why it was the wind that was significant.
I’ve done what I could do in my own way to let my mom and dad know about my call. I am so happy for this confirmation. I’ve learned so much just in this first week alone.
Wait on the Lord’s timing before ministering deliverance. People aren’t going to hear from me or see the visions and dreams like you can. Don’t rush into anything. I’ll lead you step by step. Don’t tell me what kind of sign you want. I’ll give you one of my own.