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I Have Loved You to Piece/Peace.

It was as a dream. The exception is that it was more than a mere dream. Not even a vision of the night, but an encounter. For those who can believe, I am certain some aspect of me truly was there, even if only in spirit.

Sitting close to the centre in the second row, the speaker was central to my view. One person to my left in the group was debating the truth of the speaker’s words–not to be difficult, but because they didn’t yet know the truth experientially. As for me I sat transfixed, smiling at him as warmth filled my being and nodding my assent.

“I have Loved you to Pie/ace.”

To One Piece, and to Peace. A play on words. The content was about becoming whole, as one piece rather than broken or fragmented, and to peace versus anxiety and fear. I knew it in every way it could be known–I felt whole. This was my reason for smiling and nodding. I am whole. By His constant abiding Love.

Some find it difficult to believe they can ever be whole, they don’t feel whole,

therefore how can they be whole?

Sometimes we are hearing messages that promote this very idea. An idea can be the most dangerous thing if its not true, yet we believe it. If Jesus is telling us that we’re whole, we should question the other information we are receiving; that which is exalting itself against the knowledge of God.

The other person was having a hard time believing his wholeness because his feelings or knowledge were in contradiction to Jesus. It wasn’t Jesus he should have been questioning. Rather that which was contending the truth which would allow him to simply believe Jesus.

I remember a time in my life I felt if one more ounce of pressure was laid on me, I would shatter into millions of pieces. Like glass. Tiny shards and splinters, flying every direction. Trying to hold it all together was an extreme mental and emotional exercise of will and spirit.

Healing wasn’t instant (though for some it is). There was years of injury and malformation, like others born to this planet. It took perseverance and various forms of healing, integrated through various people over time, those with Jesus dwelling in and amongst us.

I began to change, transforming by Love, Truth & Grace…Then came the day, or night, maybe outside of time even, I had been loved to Pie/ace, by Jesus. And as I sat under his teaching, I knew there was even greater things in store.

For every one who is crushed in spirit, for every broken heart or mind, for every one who feels fragmented or even dissociated, Jesus is present to heal you, to make you whole in his love. He is trustworthy, and full of mercy and power. Come sit with him, and he’ll love you to piece/peace.

Today, now, is your healing.

The Lord is close to those who are of a broken heart and saves such as are crushed with sorrow for sin and are humbly and thoroughly penitent. Psalm 34: 18

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Measurement & Evaluation

Not that we have the audacity to

venture to class or even to compare ourselves with some who exalt and furnish testimonials for themselves! However, when they measure themselves with themselves and compare themselves with one another, they are without understanding and behave unwisely.

2 Corinthians 10:12

I’ve, perhaps, never been so acutely aware of how measurement obsessed our Western society has become (perhaps the East is just the same). We exist in a continual process of being measured and measuring. Evaluating, judging, weighing. Is it any wonder that safety and trust are major tropes in personal and corporate coping?

Two of the courses I’m currently taking are Measurement and Evaluation, and Famous Feminists in Humanities/History-this is what I notice most. We measure Everything!

Implicitly and explicitly, unawares and aware we are calculating, weighing and judging ourselves, each other, and all we come into contact with. For better or for worse.

It should be no surprise that people daily expend copious amounts of energy in emotional labour the moment, or before, their eyes open each morning. Measuring and being measured in multiple manners daily, year upon year, context to context wears.

Frankly, it can be exhausting. It adds to our sense of condemnation and creates insidious drive to try to present ourselves in some perfect facade.

Where did this less than plucky vein of thought flow from? All of this because of red ink and a B grade with comments that didn’t stroke my sense of accomplishment, (not to mention it’s only one of many “first” assignments and in a course with content and documentation I’m unfamiliar with, and have some regrets toward).

Somehow, momentarily, her red ink and not one positive remark fairly shouted from the page, “Welcome back to being average.” Self translation: I’m a B. Internal mood scale: dropping.

I’m surprised, because identity has been a specific focus for me for a couple years or more, and Ive changed tremendously; so even though I’m sporting a 3.7 GPA and have been on the honors list several times in my education journey, it’s odd how receiving a B can still change my countenance and mood. Even briefly. It makes me aware of implicit standards I have set for myself. Non failure=A, preferably A+.

Oh the dread power of a symbol and color! I’m reevaluating. No, the power is in the inference. That is a primary theme in my measurements course.

We can never really measure a person. We can only attempt to measure very small aspects of their behavior at a certain moment in time. Then we make many inferences through our own lenses and based out of our own learning history. The rest is illusionary.

So this is what I want to say:

Don’t let yourselves feel vulnerable based on a world system that has confounded the variables and added error into the measurement instruments, before you even showed up on the scene. They’re not reliable, nor valid for measuring you as a person.

That isn’t to say we shouldn’t grow, or reach for goals. It just means we can let some pressure off ourselves and others. It means we need to realize we are inferring from often inadequate and only partial information. We never have the whole picture or person in our view.

Our evaluations are a drop in the ocean of reality. But we have been programmed from birth, so, it’s going to take some mindfulness to reboot to the new system.

In Christ we function according to a new operating system; it takes us time to learn these new commands and key functions so it runs smoothly in our day to day realities. But as we learn, everything begins to function better, and we experience Freedom from incessantly measuring and comparing.

That’s why I love the opening verse of this post; I’m reminded that perfect performance is not my call, it’s not the highest gain and I can treat failures and less than perfection as learning instead of my identity. In this I am learning what true wisdom is. Being accepted in the beloved is where we find our life and being. The rest is a mere fiction.

Tightrope

Many of us are experiencing a similar scenario-it takes One to set thousands to flight, but a village surrounds the one- we are one. I’m currently believing with 6 friends for total healing- here’s a snippet of a reality walk with my friend Charispsallo.me below…

Charis: Subject to Change

painting on desk ch IMG_8390Can’t pretend that I am blind
Can’t go back and erase the mind
Naivety and wide-eyed wonder are far from me
But at least now I see
It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope
Stretched across the universe
Way too high to go back from where I came
Overwhelmed at the miles I’ve yet to tame

-from Tightrope by Misty Edwards

When I started writing this blog I thought it was about having an outlet for creative expression and sharing, in a grandmotherly way, how the Lord has enabled me to grow and change. I didn’t know it would be about the faith walk in real time. I’m not done yet. I’ve got a long way to go.

I was happy to share insights and personal victories – after I could see the outcome when the mess was tidied up and the embarrassing trip through doubt and emotional upheaval faded…

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waking up

My heart lurched from still to tears and prayer in .5 seconds… here is Hope for our slumberers,our sons and daughters waking up, by Laurie from the Jane Doe Chronicles

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it was a saturday morning. her son slept in while she rose early to have coffee and time with father god. it was her usual routine nearly every day, coffee and worship before anything else.

she went into the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of them. buster the cat took his place on a stool opposite her across the counter. he liked to observe what his ‘mummy’ did in the kitchen. she was the only mum he’d ever known, the first living creature he saw when he opened his eyes as a kitten.

with breakfast going on the stove, she called to her growing teenager to come downstairs. it wasn’t long after her call she heard his footsteps on the stair treads. his face was ashen when he got to the main floor. he was upset, nearly in tears.

“honey, whatever is the matter?” “mom, i had two dreams…

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God Speaks: Perspectives on Hearing God’s Voice – Now Available by Praying Medic

My generous friends, Praying Medic and his wife Denise, have collaborated on abook project with 27 writers. I’m blessed and fortunate to have been included in the project! Here’s Praying Medic….

“For the last 2 years, I’ve been collaborating with 27 of by closest friends on a project. The idea was to put together a book showcasing the many different ways in which God speaks. I’m happy to announce that the book God Speaks is now available. Here’s an excerpt from the book that was written by Matt Hallock.”

“God’s voice is near. It is accessible. It is ready. It is intimate.

The first time I remember hearing God speak to me was during the summer before my senior year of high school. It had been about six years since I had last seen my dad, and I was depressed, feeling alone in my struggle to become a man. Without my dad, I was afraid of life, afraid of failing, afraid of being found out as a phony Christian. I was under so much accusation from the enemy, and I believed most of it.

But I had made a habit of spending time seeking God. Granted, I did so out of desperation, trying to earn my sonship. I hoped that if I asked enough, He would take the time to invest in me the way my dad had not. But God, not caring as much about me getting it right as He did about being close with me, met me there…”

Read more here and find the link to the book! prayingmedic.com

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The Word Opens Up Encounters

By faith we inherit…Therefore inheriting the promises is the outcome of faith and depends entirely on faith, in order that it might be given as an act of grace, to make it stable and valid and guarenteed to all his descendants… Romans 4 (Amplified).

Grace, Faith and Promise

By grace through a promise we receive. Takes a load of performance pressure off doesn’t it? Whatever point of our journey, God is anticipating using our experiences as opportunities to reveal Himself to us that we might know Him- not just doctrinally, but experientially. One of my favorite things is noticing a verse or paragraph and then experientially understanding it, or having some encounter with God and then finding a verse that affirms it. This is a story about that. Encountering God experientially after meditating on a passage of scripture for a time- Romans 4.

Singing a Love Song

I love to sing. More to the point I love to worship through song. Since I was a child, who discovered she could carry a tune and do a half decent rendition of Dolly Parton’s Jolleen, I have sung my way through life’s joys and sorrows. I grew up on Country and later imagined myself singing Jazz and Blues in the nightclubs (it was the only place I knew where crooners would be welcome).

To hone my craft, I joined school and church choirs, moved on to duets and finally “solos” then on to weddings, christian ladies brunches, and funerals. For a very short stint, I was the singer for a band called Sweet and Nasty– I was the sweet, and other members were the nasty. We had one gig at Klondike Days (K-Days) in the Christian Motorcycle Group’s tent and then I faded into obscurity. I was later invited to join another band that had some small time tour plans but by that time I had a beautiful 5 month old son, and my priorities had shifted. My band days were behind me.

At some point I decided my voice had been given by God and belonged to purposes that put the spotlight on Him alone, so I never did croon the jazz and blues as I had dreamed. But He was attentive to my heart desires and opened up a place for me to lead worship in the church, something that I had prayed secretly for but had not voiced. I was delighted! This is the background upon which my personal encounter with Him became staged…

Trial and Pain

Somewhere between singing and diapers I began to experience pain on the right side of my jaw. I ignored it as long as possible until I began getting headaches as well and sharp biting pains that would move from my jaw up the side to the top of my head, and my jaw began to click when it opened and closed. A little trauma at the dentist as a child made me anxious-avoidant but the pain became too frequent to ignore, so I made an appointment. The x-rays showed my wisdom teeth on both sides were turned and impacted. One tooth kept trying to move up into place but because of its orientation it was pushing against the molar in front of it instead. This was what caused the jaw and headache issues.

At the time I didn’t know much about the authority and power given to believers for intervention or how miracles came about, so I made my next appointment with the specialist, and began scrimping to save the cost of the surgery, around $1500 dollars. The day arrived and the doctor came out to speak to me as a preview to surgery. He asked a number of medical questions and what I did for hobbies. I shared with them that I was a singer, I sang in the church and a few other places.

He left and returned after a short examination of the x-rays with some unhappy news. One of the teeth was oriented in such a way that it appeared to go through the nasal cavity. This would mean that when they removed it, it would change my airways and my sound when I sang. Basically it might ruin my singing. Further, because it was an awkward surgery, it would be about $300 more than they had quoted me. I’ve heard this is the same reason Barbara Streisand chose to leave her nose as it was, the nose or the song. If it’s true, I’d say she chose well. Wind Beneath My Wings is a great song.

Laying it Down, Choosing Faith, Believing

This became a hard decision to make in a matter of minutes. I didn’t have more money- not in paper or plastic. And I loved to sing- I couldn’t imagine not singing. But this pain was becoming somewhat debilitating and I couldn’t see myself trying to live with it any longer. As I sat in the waiting room I turned to the Lord and offered Him back His gift I had used for His glory, as best I knew how. I said simply, “You gave me this ability to sing, and I really don’t want to lose it–but this pain is too much. I’m going to have the surgery and I’ll leave it to you whether I can still sing or not when I wake up.” I had an expectancy, and I was willing to entrust it all to Him.

An Encounter with my Beloved

I remember waking up from my own cry feeling drugged and nauseous, the nurse assuring me of where I was, that I was okay, but I must “breathe deeper”. Others had come after me and left before me, and I was having a difficult time waking up from the anesthetic. Yet before the fog lifted from me and consciousness returned, I experienced something that feels just as profound to me now as it did in that moment. It’s a little hard to describe, but I’ll attempt it and hope you can imagine how it would feel to you.

The thick cloaking presence of God was moving over and around me- I imagine like in Genesis, where it says the Spirit of God hovered over the face of the deep. Simultaneously I heard the most masculine, deep, strong with authority, voice speaking to me saying, “Abraham believed God”. Then I woke with a start by my own cry of pain. Please, close your eyes for a moment and imagine the sense of God’s spirit hovering and moving over you and hearing a deep voice speak the Word you have been studying back to you. It is a sense of sacred, of holy, and of power. I was in wonder and awe. I still am.

The Word Is Reality

I no longer would merely muse about Romans 4, and what that might look like in my life. I had a living encounter with my Lord, who using a short phrase and a foreknowing of circumstance chose to personally reveal Himself and His word to me in a deeper way. When I was conscious enough, the dentist informed me that although it had been scrupulously close to the nasal cavity, the tooth was not through it; I could continue to sing to, and about, the one I love. As an odd sort of bonus, a cyst was found on one of the teeth which would allow them to file a type of claim and reduce the cost of the surgery back to the original amount. I was given more than I thought to ask for.

Mediating on the Word sets us up for personal encounters with Him. Believing Him is our most basic need, and our glory. Years later I’m still singing, sharing how faithful He is to watch over His word to perform it, and that He is no respecter of persons. He will meet with each of us and perform His word.

Father, You are amazingly Good. We anticipate meeting you in both typical and unusual places and circumstances. The everyday life is a doorway to encountering your loving kindness. Thank you that your written words are gateways to meeting You, the living Word. Help us to honor your Word, make it alive to each of us, that we may intimately know you, and love you more.

 

Graced to Fully Know

Graced to Fully Know, Even As We Are Fully Known

“I desire to Be Fully Known”.

It gave me pause. Fully? Would The God of All be Fully Known?

Yet my heart followed after Him, His spirit drawing me.(Song of Songs 1:4)

It had started out a mere single word, FULLNESS, and became a poetic theme, softly echoing and resounding through the chambers of my heart, contracting and expanding, filling my understanding until it found release through my voice,

“I want to Know you Even As I am fully Known!!”

Then He unveiled to my mind what my heart already believed.

‘I Desire to Be Fully Known’

The Lover Unveils for the Beloved

Love unwraps and lays open the inmost secrets of the heart; the hidden becomes the revealed.

Marriage is the imagery He created for us to understand how we are to know Him and whereby we understand that “the one who joins oneself to the Lord is One Spirit” (with Him). 1 Corinthians 6:17

The Two shall become One

I’d known of the word Epignosis, meaning ‘intercourse’-not simply verbal communications, but a communing of heart, an entwining together through the experience of one another. Now another aspect was this reality was being unveiled. His desire is that we continue to know Him more fully in the sense of shared intimacies. Oneness.

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Intimate Knowing

In the same way one’s spouse or child could be not be counterfeited, little intimate details known only to the beloved are discernible-a scar, a quirk, a birthmark… the eyes-the soul’s mirrors truth tell, so it is in our union with God.

“Does not a son know the father’s heart? Does not a bride know her husband’s eyes? And don’t best friends tell each other secrets? This is why I am alive…. I want to Know You Lord” Rick Pino

Then He brought into my view another word: Kenosis -from the great kenosis passage, meaning in it’s verb form to empty- “to give outward expression of one’s inner intrinsic nature.”* (Philippians 2)

It refers to the Union of Divine Love and Glory expressed between the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Each giving into the complete, beneficial experience of the other, and expressed to us through the Spirit of The Son, Jesus.

Love relinquishes Self: Emanuel, God with us

The Philippians 2  passage reads in part:

Think of yourselves the way Christ Jesus thought of himself. 6 He had equal status with God but didn’t think so much of himself that he had to cling to the advantages of that status no matter what. 7 Not at all. When the time came, he set aside the privileges of deity and took on the status of a servant, became human! 8 Having become human, he stayed human. It was an incredibly humbling process. He didn’t claim special privileges. Instead, he lived a selfless, obedient life and then died a selfless, obedient death– even death on a cross. (Message)

Jesus further reveals the intent of this word Kenosis in his prayer for us to the Father.

John 17:21….in order that all might be one, even as you, Father, are in me and I in you, in order that they themselves also might be in us,…

22 And as for myself, the glory which you have given me, I have given them, in order that they might be one even as we are one,

23 I in them and you in me, in order that they, having been brought to the complete state with respect to oneness, may persist in that state of completeness, to the end that the world might be understanding that you sent me on a mission and that you loved them even as you loved me. (my emphasis)

“Even As”   

Love in its true and fullest form, is always Reciprocal.

As if this weren’t enough for us to be certain that He desires to be fully known, co-joined to Him, we were caught up in spirit into the existence and experience of this Kenosis-caught up into Christ, into God, seated in heavenly places.   Ephesians 2:6, Col. 3:3 & 10

We are placed into the most secure place, directly into the receivership of the kenosis of God. The heart space of His fullness-His very bosom.

For out of His fullness (abundance) we have All received [all had a share and we were all supplied with] one Grace after another and spiritual blessing upon spiritual blessing and even favor upon favorand gift [heaped] upon gift. (Amplified)     John 1:16

The fullness o His heart is emptied into the earth, into us; Holy Spirit abiding and indwelling us, gracing us and enabling us to explore the heights and widths and depths and breadths of this vast boundlessness

                           Love revolutions (cycles).

                                                       bring resolutions (clarity)

1Corinthians 2: 10…as the scripture says: “What no one ever saw or heard what no one ever thought could happen, is the very thing God prepared for those who love him.”

tig, longboards 070To us God has unveiled and revealed them by and through HisSpirit, for the [Holy] Spirit searches diligently, exploring and examining everything, even sounding the profound and bottomless things of God [the divine counsels and things hidden and beyond man’s scrutiny]…….

12 Now we have not received the spirit [that belongs to] the world, but the [Holy] Spirit Who is from God, [given to us] that we might realize and comprehend and appreciate the gifts [of divine favor and blessing so freely and lavishly] bestowed on us by God. Isaiah’s question, “Is there anyone around who knows God’s Spirit, anyone who knows what he is doing?” has been answered:

Christ knows, and We Have Christ’s Spirit.”

Being secure within the fullness of Divine Kenosis, we understand how it can be true, that there is no room for fear in Love and no withholding. Kenosis, its perfected state, displaces all fear.    1John 4:18 & 19

First we were fully loved; now we may fully love.

As He is, so We Are.

Before the foundations of the world, with great detail and care, He planned to share the grace of kenosis with mankind-

In the face of mankind’s self love, He self-emptied.

Page after page of God’s journal reveals it was always His intent to fulfill our desire above all we would ask or think. How Adam and Eve “knew” each other and how they knew God was a mere “image” of the union He planned with us-the Indwelling Presence joined with ours.

So you also are complete through your union with Christ who is the head over every ruler and authority.  Colossians 2:9

“What do you think the scriptures mean when they say God longs jealously for the human spirit He has placed within us?    James 4:5-6&8

(Greek 1971 ἐπιποθέω from 1909 and potheo (to yearn); to dote upon, i.e. intensely crave possession (lawfully or wrongfully):–(earnestly) desire (greatly), (greatly) long (after), lust.   Strongs concordance.

Or that Holy Spirit placed within us, opposes our envy? (Greek 1971)But He gives us more Grace, (to be satiated; satisfied by Him, (Greek 5485)

Come close to God and He will come close to You

 He’s longing to be Known

Fully

No Hold On You

I became aware…

Not aware of dreaming, but of being carried by eight or more beings who walked side by side in rows of two or three, assigned to each of my appendages. 
Their appearance was, head to foot, as though they were garbed in silhouettes, even their faces seemed clothed in black; they didn’t seem to be men exactly. I heard no sounds, not even footfalls, nor felt their grasp. 
The area was already shadows but an eye mask was swiftly put over my eyes, like they had become attuned to my becoming conscious and that I was searching my surroundings. 

Then darkness and only the sense of movement, of being carried. I began to thrash, attempting to loose myself from their nexus. 
Then I simply cried loudly from my inner being, “Daddy! Daddy!”

As the whoosh of a door, I was sucked out of their midst, as if I had become intangible…then I woke. Saved. And grateful, because dream or not, it felt intensely real. 

[For it is He] Who rescued and saved us from such a perilous death, and He will still rescue and save us; in and on Him we have set our hope (our joyful and confident expectation) that He will again deliver us [from danger and destruction and draw us to Himself]...   2 Corithians 1:10

This season I’ve been focussing on greater intimacy with God as DAD. Abba, daddy.

 I’ve determined in my heart for some time now, to feel vulnerable to nothing but the goodness of God because in the past, feeling vulnerable to the inner and the outer was my greatest awareness and suffering. 

Our soul enemy desires to intimidate and make us feel vulnerable to life and to death, to feel overwhelmed and powerless, captive to the unseen and the seen. Producing fear and trauma by sidelining us through the unexpected, are a favorite M.O. 

I believe this experience/dream is really about Dad reminding He is present in all things and if we are overwhelmed in our own capacity, beyond what we presently are or feel equipped for, He hears our cries and saves us. He really does hear, He really does come through, though we may not see Him, though we may only see the enemy.

We play many roles and functions as we mature. We may get used to being toughened soldiers and taking care of business. We may even try to “fake it til we make it” but Dad remembers what we may forget-the warrior is a child; His child. He is always present and ready to help. He attends to the voice of our cry. What we believe and feel about Dad, what we believe He thinks and feels about us is our tipping point, yet He is ever faithful.

“…and they rose up, and cast him forth out of the city, and led him unto the brow of the hill whereon their city was built, that they might throw him down headlong. But he passing through the midst of them went his way.”            Luke 4:29, 30

“My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me: and I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, and no one shall snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who hath given them unto me, is greater than all; and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.”                John 10:27-30

There’s no hold on you except His. Feelings and appearances matter not, he’s a good, good father and He is mighty to save.

P3 Communicating Spirit to Spirit

In parts 1 and 2 I shared the basis of why we can all communicate spirit to spirit and shared some personal experiences. In Part 3, some friends, authors of The Adoption Ministries,  Godly Sexuality, Go to Heaven Now and Faith Living Now, share some of their experiences.

By Yvette R Dempster
The Adoption Ministries

I’ve always had a clear spiritual connection with God ever since I was little. I guess it just came from the fact that I knew God as a ‘person’ and people communicate. So I expected no less from Him. After all, if He created us surely He’d want to talk to us?

The other thing I’ve always had is an ‘open communication line’ in the spirit realm regarding others. I’m not even sure when I became aware of it, it’s just one of those things I’ve always known I suppose. Simply put, I’ve always been aware of ‘others’ in the spirit realm. I can hear their thoughts, see their pasts like a motion picture above their heads or in my ‘head.’
The following example is how I often hear in the spirit. I believe this is possible with any believer. We are spiritual beings after all.
Keep in mind, as you read, that I have never ‘tried’ to make this communication happen. It just happens.

The most recent occurrence was a few weeks ago. My oldest son (23) had just had a minor surgery. His wife and children were out of town and I had given him supper, checked in on him and said good-night.
After midnight I was awoken by my son’s voice. He said, “I could just cry.”
The pain in his voice was unmistakable and it ground my heart to a halt. I in a half-whisper, “Steve, be healed in Jesus’ Name right now. Pain leave. And sleep well, son.” After a few moments I felt peace and drifted back to sleep.

The next morning I asked him how he was feeling. He said, “better than I was last night.”
Of course this triggered me to ask him if he’d felt like crying around midnight. And if he actually spoke those words or just thought them.
He said, “I certainly did say that out loud. The pain was so bad, Mom. But then it just left and I was able to sleep.”
I smiled and told him what had transpired. Together we rejoiced in Holy Spirit’s immeasurable love and ability to comfort us. What an amazing Father who alerts others in our lives to pray!

Most recently I’ve discovered another really interesting form of communication. Texting in the spirit.

This happened a few months ago during a time my family had been going through some trauma for two years. This form of communication occurred just before the breakthrough.

I was lying in bed awake, staring at the back of my husband’s sleeping form. I wasn’t thinking about anything in particular I was just waiting for sleep to come. At that moment a vision of my iPhone appeared in front of me with a text message. I receive text alerts on the upper portion of my screen. In order to respond to the message I have to drag my finger down to read the entire message and reply. Forgetting this was a vision, I did just that. I dragged my finger down to read the message. It was from my good friend Cyndi.
It simply said, “Hurricane.”
Now, that could’ve been a warning (I’ve received warnings before that are preceded by a dream of a hurricane), but this was different. I ‘knew’ it wasn’t a warning, it was a promise.
Another ‘text’ appeared but just when I reached up to read the rest of it, it blinked away. To this day I have no idea what it said or who it was from.

The next morning I was reminded of the text while reading scripture. I was studying the book of Acts and remembered something about a hurricane in one of the chapters. I eagerly looked it up. What I discovered completely enveloped me in a warm trust. I KNEW God was reassuring those of us affected by the trauma. This is the scripture attached to the text “hurricane.”

Acts 27 (When Paul sails for Rome)

V.14. “Before very long, a wind of hurricane force, called the Northeaster, swept down from the island. The ship was caught by the storm and could not head into the wind; so we gave way to it and were driven along.”

(The men had to use ropes to hold the ship together and they were throwing cargo overboard. When the storm continued to rage, they began to give up all hope of being saved. Paul stands up and begins to encourage them.)

V.23-26 “Last night an angel of the God to whom I belong and whom I serve stood beside me and said, ‘Do not be afraid, Paul. You must stand trail before Caesar; and God has graciously given you the lives of all who sail with you.’ So keep up your courage, men, for I have faith in God that it will happen just as he told me.

Instantly I understood what He was saying to me. Two years earlier (when the trauma had began) He had told me and another family member exactly what would transpire. I saw the events play out day by day in a vision. He told us it would be a painful time, but the outcome would be great. We just needed to trust Him.

A few days later it happened exactly as He had told us two years previously, and everyone was unharmed. Our family greatly rejoiced in God’s faithfulness.
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The interesting thing about her story is that I have texted this very thing in the past: same short text–Hurricane–same scripture reference, and have later talked about the eye of the storm being a place of peace.

This excerpt is by my friend John Spencer host of Godly Sexuality.

The best example I have experienced of this deep joining is when my wife was undergoing a sozo prayer session. I was in another room and found myself undergoing all sorts of emotions from jubilation to fear and back again. When we met together after her session she discussed the journey of healing that the Spirit led her on and it coincided exactly with the emotions that I had been experiencing.                                http://www.godlysexuality.org/ 

The following excerpt is by my friend Jonathan Brenneman, author of Go to Heaven Now.

After spending considerable time laying hands on him and commanding healing, little changed. The pain level was the same. The only thing that he noticed was that his vision improved slightly.
I felt my heart drop in my chest. Disappointment. We got his hopes up, and then we let him down. I knew that it was Jesus’ will to heal him. But we weren’t able to demonstrate what I knew in my heart to be true.
At least that was what I felt. But then a thought came to me. The Bible says that I can do what Jesus did, because Jesus lives in me. I had just begun to realize that the Spirit of Christ dwelling in Christians is an extension of the truth that Jesus has come in the flesh. Therefore a spirit that denied I could do what Jesus did was a spirit that denied Jesus had come in the flesh. It was anti-Christ!
I didn’t say a word out loud, but my heart shouted. “Shut up, you lying anti-Christ spirit! You’re saying that Jesus doesn’t live in me and that I can’t do what Jesus did. But you’re a liar! This man will be healed, and Jesus will be glorified in this situation!” I was aggressive, strengthened in my innermost being by the power of the Holy Spirit, bursting with strength. I refused to be disappointed. I stood on truth, my heart screaming “Shut up!” to the devil.
Four days later I got a phone call from him. The pain was the same when we said goodbye to him. But by the end of the day it was gone. Years of chronic, excruciating pain. Not a moment without pain-gone! Within four days, all of the sores on his body had cleared up.
http://gotoheavennow.com/jesus-came-in-the-flesh-i-can-do-what-he-did-because-he-lives-in-me/

What I like about Jonathan’s experience is that it was a natural response to speak from his spirit, expecting he’d be heard. This is a key factor for people who experience things like a heavy weight settling on their chest while sleeping and feeling like they can’t breathe or find the air to command the spirit to leave out loud. You don’t need to be able to speak aloud. This is evidenced by several testimonies where the weight began to leave as they spoke from within themselves and could only speak aloud after the weight began to shift off them.

This last excerpt is by my friend Faith of Faith Living Now. I love her story for the way she shares how she began hearing  God’s voice and how she could know it was indeed His, not another’s.

I told my voice about this problem and He said, “Test Me.”  So I tried, but without conclusion because no matter what question I devised, I knew that evil had the correct answers, too.  How would I know who was speaking to me?  Unresolved I said to my voice, “If you are God, then You know what I need to believe. Help me.”
This time the comment wasn’t words.  It was an impression.  It reminded me of two friends having many heart to heart talks over the course of years.  They begin to know and trust each other so deeply that there is nothing that can’t be said…                                                              http://faithlivingnow.com/how-i-began-hearing-gods-voice/

Communicating spirit to spirit is normal for all of us because we are all spirits created in the likeness of God. This isn’t something uncommon or only for super spiritual people. Hearing voices doesn’t determine someone is mentally ill, and it doesn’t determine you’ve dabbled in something you shouldn’t have, although it’s possible to do since not every spirit is truthful or rightly motivated in communicating with us.
I hope you have enjoyed this series and have been able to identify various ways you may have communicated spirit to spirit. It is also my hope that if you haven’t been aware there is a Father that longs for union with you, which is far above any sort of psychic powers or spiritualism, that you will reach out to Him; He already  knows you intimately and has been calling your name.