A couple of weeks have passed since I have written much in my online journal, and this is because I took a long trip across the country with my daughter-in-law. It was a wonderful time, but it was also a completely different flow to my normal routine. I did not have access to my system, and frankly, my entire focus was on them. Each time I thought, “Wow, I haven’t had many visions or spiritual warfare,” it was like I could feel the gentle hand of the Holy Spirit directing me right back to doing the task at hand – enjoying my family and ministering to them. The nights were really quiet and peaceful. The entire trip was so uneventful and pleasant. Here I had been all geared up for a big fight with the enemy along the way, and it never manifested.
The prophetic flow is so deeply intense when it gets going that I was unprepared for how it felt to try and get back into it again. It’s like standing next to the ocean and wondering if I should step in, wade in, or dive in. The awkward reconnection. I know it probably shouldn’t be this way, but my experiences have been so consuming, and these times with the Lord so passionate and meaningful that it’s not something to be taken lightly. You can’t just “wander back in” to the prophetic flow. My routine was so important, especially the mornings, and here I was having jetlag very badly, wanting to sleep later than I should. I had to pray and ask the Lord for help.
I saw a vision of myself standing on a cliff at the seashore. He was telling me that I could dive right in, but He would rather I return to the regular flow of ministry as He showed me in the beginning. Giving honor to the words, the events, the visions, the dreams I have received. Spending time with Him in the mornings. Intercessory prayer.
It’s Thursday of the following week, and I can say with confidence that everything is beginning to return to normalcy. I’m still a little tired and trying to get my sleep cycle under control, but the Lord is right there with me. Last night, for example, He woke me at 3:00, 3:33, 4:00 and 4:44. Just like old times! These are the watch times I typically get up and pray.
Yesterday was a very eventful day. I actually met another prophet, and her name was Nelly Joseph. She works in deliverance and inner healing in the Miami area, and I came across her name on Periscope. I reached out to her, and she and I have been corresponding. She came to help me with the difficult case of the one student I have who has a troubled past because of his family’s involvement in the occult. She possesses a lot of knowledge in the regional occult of Santeria and some of the island religions. We had a very helpful session together. One wonderful thing that happened was the reappearance of the Ibis birds, which the Lord has shown is His sign of blessing and a strategic intersection. I am positive this new friendship will yield great rewards.
And then, three hours after her departure, we learned that one of the worst mass school shootings in US History had just happened 12 miles away in Parkland, Florida. This was the same high school that some of our men have gone to. Yesterday evening, during the service, we prayed for the families of those students, and we prayed for the safety of all the students in Broward County. I could not help but feel a sense of righteous anger and later sadness. To make matters worse, I had become irritated with a student I have corrected before, who insists on behaving badly before church on a regular basis. All of this anger, sadness, the incident with the student, and then later, watching a horrific video of students screaming and dying, as you can probably guess, opened the door for a satanic attack in my dreams last night.
I knew my daughter had viewed these videos, and I had an unsettled feeling about it. But I felt like I had to see them anyway. The Holy Spirit gently nudged me away from watching it, but I was being very emotional about the whole thing. After I saw it, I wept so hard. And I cried myself to sleep.
I was feeling horrible. I am a prophetic intercessor in Florida. This has happened on my watch. How can I pray about this? How can I stop these things from happening? As a matter of coincidence, I had looked up “prophetic intercession Florida” that very morning to find Ken Malone and Jennifer LeClaire’s page with no activity since this time last year. Can I pray and cover the whole state myself? What if it happens in California? Will I feel responsible for that too? What happens when horrific, traumatic things happen on my prophetic watch? How do I deal with that?
I rebuked the attack of the enemy and repented for my disobedience and fear as I woke up. I went into intercession for the families and for our children and community, and I asked God to give me a strategy that would work going forward to prevent these types of things happening. I am eagerly awaiting His answer.