Category Archives: Prophetics

Prophetic word: Losing your Song

I gave this word at my local church assembly this last Sunday, but it is an evergreen type of word, as various people in different places and seasons will experience this type of thing. Feel free to share it so others may receive comfort and encouragement.

Some people, through their experience, have not been singing as they have before, but there is more to this- it is a stratagem to try to steal your song.

Joy brings a song, but sorrow can stifle it or occlude it’s sound in your heart and mind.

(Sorrow can be a place for your song too, for grieving and healing, as long as we don’t let go of our song or lose it there)

Your song of worship is a crucial factor of your experience & connectedness with God. It comes out of our joy of Him, of our victories and belief. It’s also what we offer Him in response and gratitude.

Your song is a part of you, like an essence or matter.

David van Koevering (who made the first digital synth/piano keyboard), & his colleagues discovered that if they took a person’s DNA pattern and put it digitally into the keyboard it played a beautiful song. Each person’s DNA plays a unique and beautiful song.

You don’t just have a song,

You are a song.

I’ve read some various word studies of scripture, and a number of people concluded & interpreted Genesis 1, when God began to speak,

Let there be…” that He actually sang it.

We see this concept again in Zephaniah 3 17, that He sings over us. The song of the Lord resonates in our very molecules as He sings over us with rejoicing. (And He dances -spins or whirls around us singing, more precisely)

Without your song to the Lord, a vital part of you goes into in stasis-you can feel the difference, though not always recognize right away, that it’s your song that’s missing.

If you feel you’ve lost your song, then go into that place with Him- your devotions, prayer closet, etc, and listen until you hear Him singing it back to you. Worship helps bring your song back.

Others, may we guard our hearts with diligence, keep the heart fires of our song well tended, and sing a new song.


Standing in the Heat of Conflict

Much of the time when the Bible speaks of warfare, our part is simply to stand and withstand, immovable. In trusting quietness and confidence we engage His strength (Isaiah 30. 15). In one of the most challenging personal & corporate skirmishes I’d encountered, God had someone send me this word–It’s challenging to summon words to express my gratitude, and how it helped me endure through the length of the difficulty, which is one of the functions of prophetic words. Edification, fortification.

My prayer is that in sharing this vision, your spirit and soul will be emboldened and strengthened to stand, and having done all–stand firm. If it helps you, or you have a similar story to share, please leave a comment!

I was simply acting from a place of knowing, a place of rest, being still in my heart and mind. Being unmoved. Knowing that regardless of what was occurring or the backlash that was coming in the natural through people being influenced, that I just needed to stay in this place of stillness, responding and not reacting myself.

Honestly, there were days it felt more than terrible in the natural, but in the spirit, I was learning how to move with God and keep my stance in the heat of the conflict. This is for those of you who may find yourselves there now, or are wondering what you could have done different.

The Lord is good and kind. I didn’t share to prayer chains or ask for prayer about this (not that it would be wrong- I just didn’t feel that was needed) The Lord Himself had this sister contact me.

“I feel I’m supposed to tell you that you need to stand on whatever promises He’s given you. You need to stand.

And I see you, and I’m not used to having visions/dreams like this, but I see you with flaming red hair and you look like you’re almost dancing the way you are blocking every fiery dart that’s coming your way. There’s no effort in it, just that you seem to know exactly where to move ahead of time to the next position. You’re a warrior- that’s how I saw you.

Details of Dream:

It was early morning and I was just coming out of sleep. Picture a light baby blue background. There is one mountain with airy cloud 3 quarters the way up. It stretched horizontally across the mountain in the vision and the mountain was encompassed in this foggy stretch of cloud.

Now this mountain was very high and there was nothing below other than clear blue. You were in the heavens…this definitely represented spirit realm. The top of the mountain was like a small space. 3 ft by 3ft.

Your hair was long and red and orange and it looked like crackling fire. Now there had to be a wind like force as you rotated around combating. I say this because you hair wasn’t dangling but being fanned back with tension, but not enough to remove the wave/crackle.

Now the angle that I could see this from was way higher. You were wayyy below wherever I was being shown from. I interpret this was from the 3rd heaven. A specific” honing in” on this platform. You were in white straight leg cotton pants 6 inches above your ankles.

I saw your right foot briefly fairly detailed. It was a strong foot. I could see when I prayed this morning a few veins around the ankle. I could see the blood in them was light blue but what I got out of this was healthy in a physical sense. Your toes were gripping and moving firmly as you required them to.

No sign of being shaken or challenged. They were still very much female feet and they really had no sign of wear and tear. Like no dead skin. Fresh. I was going to say like baby skin but that’s not accurate.

The word that cut that thought off was-the foot was alive. Like the foot of Eve before she fell. Able to meet the demand easily because you had done this many times and had the skill and precision as a nature above all instinct to do so. Auto pilot is a good word. I did not see any callouses or abrasions. I only recall seeing the right foot briefly in a staggered stance with your right leg forward.

Because I don’t want you to think that this image was intended for you to think about the feet more than the rest of it. Your top was v necked. Not really low but an inch under the collar bones. It had a 2 inch thicker hemming or additional white fabric. 3 quarter length arms were loose but a thick white material too. Like a cross of cotton and potato sac. The bottom of the top would fall just passed the hips. There were small v slits on each side.

I didn’t see much about the 2nd belt you had on but must have been a 4 inch. The first one just tied underneath built in to pants. white. He also gave me scripture but I’ll get into that.

So what I saw coming at you were wooden arrows traveling by a force that wasn’t made to known to me. So the source of where they came from I didn’t see. But you didn’t actually make contact with them and they were snapped in half from my viewpoint looked like 6 inches. So from where you were was nowhere near as close. They came from far enough away that they were moving quickly but you were prepared before they were close enough to be an issue and were already moving into the next position without looking at the next one.


What I thought was awesome was the way you moved–like fluid and to me….. what this says is the laws of the natural were not applicable to you. They were overridden.

You’re facial expression was focused but not fearful. Just anticipating, really precisely and quickly. Like as if you were being told what to do…not because you were so focused on the arrow. You were skilled, not so much toward the arrows, but skilled on knowing where to be next. You just had to move to the next position. You’re limbs would just respond to your body’s shift. Your force didn’t even need to be that close to the arrow. But no fear at all, and easily breaking these things.”

This is what “warfare” is meant to look like when backlash or an attack comes. Quiet, attuned, confidence. Sometimes it comes because we have done the right thing, not the wrong thing. We stay focused on His voice and the deep knowing– this is faith. Being in faith doesn’t always immediately shift how other’s react; it does shift how we respond. A number of times, someone that would never know my situation, has commented to me that they had an assignment to help me make it through the heat.

Some times we may feel very alone in our battles, yet He has stirred someone out of their sleep to pray, or has someone composing a prophetic encouragement to share. Sometimes we never know at all, due to the sensitive nature of our struggles, that He has someone praying on our behalf. All we may know is we made it through!

I can think of some situations right now that I have prayed for and never breathed a word to the persons involved–my assignment was only to pray, and safeguard the secret that God was keeping for them. He is faithful. And having been made like us, for a time, a compassionate and powerful strength. May you be encouraged and confident in the heat just as in the cool and calm.




Prophetic Word: Living Unsettled

Prophetic word:

Earlier a friend posted a quote on growth happening when we getting out of our comfort zone- I replied, “What about living in the ‘discomfort’ zone?” She replied, “Lots of growth!!!” And it’s true. 
Then this comes in my email: 


Can you get comfortable with being uncomfortable?

Because if you can, you’ll be right in the sweet spot of personal growth. The times when you’re getting stretched, pushing through the pain, or feeling out of your element — that’s when the magic happens. It doesn’t happen when you sit back on your heels and start getting complacent…” -Michael Hyatt

Then another friend sent a similar insight… Repeats are cues and clues to listen and engage…

The reality is, I’ve felt and heard the Lord say over a long period, more than a year now, 

“My people need to learn to live “unsettled”. 

The meaning is that we are creatures of habit and routine, and while to some degree we need structure, we can also become dependent on our ‘familiar’ circumstances rather than Him as our anchor and stability. 

It’s interesting that without pruning, grape vines (and other plants) will choose spreading leaf and runners over producing fruit. Pruning is essential. It may seem a bit of a shock to the system, but it’s part of Life. 

Likewise we tend to get rattled and sometimes even frantic when our comfort zones get challenged. We pray for change and yet become highly resistant to it at the same time. Resistance can hinder or help, it depends on the application.
In these globally troubled days, we are being taught how to thrive in the midst of turmoil, upheaval, and distress by learning to live and move and have our being in Him, not in our circumstances, not in our familiar routines, or our sometimes entrenched expectations of how life must go. Sometimes we may feel like we’ll only be okay when everything settles. If this becomes our expectation, we may long feel upended and as though life feels out of control. We are being taugh to live in the flux. 

Much of our anxiety, pain and discomfort is in our resistance. We need to discern when resistance is helpful and when it is actually in our way. In the big picture, we are foreigners and aliens transversing this life, we are unsettled, moving through, by an internal map and compass of the spirit. 
Will the upheaval settle? Not permanently, every shaking causes us to inherit the unshakable, if we are willing. The shaking and displacing of our comfort isn’t going to stop in some permanent manner in which we can “settle”, but if we learn to move along, living “unsettled”, if we can learn to get comfortable being uncomfortable, then we won’t as likely go into shock when the dismantling of our familiar occurs. 

Sure, it takes a bit to find our feet in it all, but this is why we are given a Comforter-to help us get comfortable in the uncomfortable. 
“Fear not [there is nothing to fear], for I am with you; do not look around you in terror and be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen and harden you to difficulties, yes, I will help you; yes, I will hold you up and retain you with My [victorious] right hand of rightness and justice.” Isaiah 41:10


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.

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.                       

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.

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…                                                    

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.


Part 2 Communicating Spirit to Spirit

Part 2 Communicating Spirit to Spirit

In Part One I shared about our being fearfully and wonderfully made, and how we may have unconsciously or deliberately rejected aspects of who we are due to misattributions regarding the origins of our various spiritual aspects or abilities. It is also my intent to show that spirit to spirit communication is based out of what and who we are, versus purely out of a belief system or practices we may engage in. This helps us understand how regardless of beliefs systems, all kinds of people are able to engage various, even similar spiritual  activities including communication.

Before we get into examples, some may be wondering where this type of thing is in the bible. There are verses in both the old testament and the new. Since Jesus came as the son of man as well as the son of God, as an example of us, not only for us, he models this for us specifically.
Only the first verse is written out. Luke 5:22, Matthew 9:4, 12:25

But Jesus, knowing their thoughts and questionings, answered them, Why do you question in your hearts? Luke 5:22 (Amplified)

Only a few of my favourite and most common personal communications by spirit are shared here in Part 2 due to length. As we will see, spirit communications can occur in a variety of ways. In Part 3 a friend shares a couple of her experiences, including texting in the spirit, and some other friends contribute too.

The first experience which I truly recognized as hearing another person versus the spirit of God left me startled and a little perplexed. I was shopping in the open produce aisles, unintentionally overhearing two ladies right behind me discussing their lives. I found myself relating and it was rather funny. I laughingly turned around to interject, the words dying on my lips in surprise. No one was there, yet the sound was clear and audible. Honestly it freaked me out a little. This is the kind of thing psychiatrists and mental health gurus generally call hallucinations–but nothing similar happened for a while.
When my son was around 6, I was doing the dishes one morning and thought to myself, I better tell him to get dressed before he comes out of his room because we have company coming. As I was thinking this, he came ripping down the hall behind me and threw over his shoulder as he passed, “I am dressed!”.
He responded vocally to something I hadn’t said aloud, but had only thought seconds before. I paused, “Did that just happen?” My 14 year old son came by so I told him what had just occurred “out of the blue”. We both wore goofy smiles, trying to comprehend it.

At this point I’d like to make an observation. Often when such things like this happen, people typically begin to wonder one or more of three basic things: 1) Am I psychic or special somehow? 2) Am I going crazy? Losing touch? 3) What door did I open so that dark spirits may affect my mind?
As a result, many who are unaware of a Father who formed and made us like himself may begin to seek extrasensory or spiritual experiences fervently, experimenting through any means available. Others may seek mental health help, or understand the experience is spiritual but recoil and try to shut it down, possibly believing that they have wandered into the “dark side” or need deliverance. Fewer think “this is normal”.
This is, in part, why I broached this subject–to create awareness that we all can do things we maybe never realized we could, or may have thought were off limits.
Some people deliberately seek and find, others stumble upon them.

The ability to hear and communicate various ways lies within our spirit. 

The ability itself is not bad or good. It’s how we’re created. However, how we choose to use and express it another matter, like many things in life.


At a time I was seeking God for answers about direction, I knew a prophet from California who had spoken very specific things to my husband and I would be at a healing encounter weekend I also had plans to attend. I wanted to ask him why things seemed have gone the opposite way than expected since the last time we’d spoke with him. Yet, I also felt that he was “God’s man” and that it wasn’t right for me to just expect to ask and have him answer. It was an honour and respect type of thing vs a status thing–so I put a condition out- “If it’s okay for me to ask him about this, then please some how give me an indication–a sign of sorts. If it’s better I don’t ask, there will be no indicator I should.”
I went to the encounter and arrived early. Within moments after the prophet walked in, he greeted the other ladies, then looked at me, smiled largely and said, “I know you! My spirit knows you!” Surprised and grateful, I was also curious! Later, without my asking him anything he intently said, “He didn’t change His mind.”

One of the most common ways I experience spirit to spirit communication occurs in the midst of my day to day activities. I will have a person come to mind (usually clearly identifiable). Within a short time, that person will call me with a need or a question. This has been confirmed numerous times, until it’s become normal. Sometimes it’s fuzzier, like white noise, but I hear bits or phrases of conversation filtering through. I can pay attention or not. Often I’ll wonder who is involved and simply pray for the situation I “overhear”. I think many, many people experience this regularly but don’t realize the connection.

One of the most confirming experiences of the normalcy of this type of communication occurred when a prophetess and her daughter from Florida came to our church as conference speakers. At the time our church was focussing a lot on honour, so as they shared from the platform about a painful family experience, being open and honest about the fallout, I began to wonder where the story was going. I should have just been patient, but instead I said (thought out of my spirit only) to her, from my seat in the conference, “Why are you telling us this?” She kept speaking, so again I said (thought) more intently from my spirit, Why are you telling us this?” She then paused and replied vocally, “I am telling you this because…”
Honestly I don’t remember much of the redemptive purpose she gave because my attention shifted to what just transpired between us. This lady is a seasoned prophet and trustworthy pastor of a church. She heard my private inquiry in her spirit and responded vocally to it (just like my son did) Further, I didn’t pre-analyze and make a conscious decision to talk to her out of my spirit, it was natural for me to do so. It was only afterward I purposely thought on it. Often it seems like I stumble on spiritual realities; I’m surprised at times, and then I realize–we were made for this. Communing in spirit.

I have a close friend whom I share a lot of experiences with, and this is one of them. Since we experience a lot of the same things, and different things as well, we discuss and test a lot of things of spiritual nature.
Stay tuned for Part 3 where she and others share their experiences.


Communicating Spirit to Spirit

Communication is a vital part of our lives- we tend to acknowledge that most when it’s difficult. Approximately 7% of our communication is oral, the rest comes in nuances and through attributed cultural meanings. However, there is an ease of communication we find in the spirit, different from our natural spoken words.

A key about this type of communication is that it is spirit, not simply mental or psychic transference which are heard about and described more often. New age and spiritualists typically call unspoken communication telepathy or psychic.
The broad idea is a mental energy mind communication, due to a higher conscious awareness.

However, spirit to spirit communication involves more than simple mental energy or thought. It involves our whole being; we are spirits intertwined with a physical body.

Psychology has long debated the Mind-Body Problem. Are our thoughts and feelings an organic by-product, our physical brain? Or is there something beyond the brain our thoughts and behaviors are composed of-the Mind.

Mainstream psychology is based on empirical evidence. Therefore any phenomena that falls outside empirical evidence, that by which anyone could study or make observations, is an unknown and often taken up by the somewhat embarrassing relative, Parapsychology (although there are still some mainstream cognitive branches attempting to study consciousness and certain phenomenon reported more consistently).

Psychology has a long history of alternatively accepting and rejecting non-empirical data and study. Depending on the era, non-observable data has most often been sought out by occult practices and/or metaphysical studies as more discoveries are made. One thing mainstream psychology generally does not directly acknowledge or study, is Spirit.

The Church, for the most part, has acknowledged spirit, but has been deeply conservative in exploring how fearfully and wonderfully we are made, in the image of God, a spirit. Thus the possibilities available to us, being children of God, have often been avoided, stymied, or labeled demonic or new age.

Regardless of which group/s a person may identify with, spirit to spirit communication has always existed. Spiritual/mental communication is not something new or belonging solely to the spiritualists or new age type groups. It is a natural means of communication for the body of Christ. God is spirit and He speaks to our spirit.

Our mind is not separate from our spirit as some might think, who relegate this type of communication as mental, psychic or telepathic-which all are generally defined as: the ability to know another’s thoughts or to perceive by the senses.
Rather our spirit communicates through our thoughts, “mind”, “heart”. They are unified. If we were to die, our soul: mind, will, emotions, does not get left behind apart from our “spirit”. They are eternally one.

Some people may feel they hear God more in their head, in their thoughts, and others may sense they hear Him in their heart, lower within. There are many ways God communicates to us and mostly we consider this “NORMAL”.

What some find unusual is hearing God as though He were standing next to them and spoke out loud, with a physical mouth and voice, audible, so that the “physical ears” seem to have heard. We also communicate to God by our heart or thoughts, often in prayer. This too we accept as normal–the normal spiritual/christian life.
With this sense of normalcy, that God communicates to us spirit to spirit and we communicate back to Him often in our thoughts or heart–spirit to spirit–we can understand it is also normal for us to be able to communicate to one another spirit to spirit.

Here is often where people shut off or wave a red flag. Honestly consider, after what we likely just agreed on as normal between us and God, how is it so foreign to consider that we, who are made in His image, are not to communicate spirit to spirit? Heart to heart or thought to thought?

If your background is like mine–you were warned early that anything that “the others” (non-Christians or maybe even other church denominations) talked about or experienced was of the devil. Period.

There is one big problem. Almost everything supernatural would or could fit in that category! No wonder the next generations are enraptured by fantasy, Harry Potter’s world of magic, spiritual based gaming, role playing and similar spiritual interests. How did the devil get so much of the good stuff? And the power? And when did God and his people supposedly lose theirs?

We desire the unusual because we weren’t created to be mundane.

God of the bible is Awesome! Unusual! Even Strange and mystical and peculiar. Signs and wonders and the fantastical are the norm in the word and worlds of God. Yet out of fear and perhaps puritan values, we have largely settled for the mundane, given over our dominion to those who had more “faith” than we did as a collective or corporate group. We settled mostly, except for the few we’ve idolized as “special” leaders, for a form without power.

How deeply sad to abdicate or reject one’s inheritance.

Yet many in the body of Christ are beginning to recognize that there are many aspects of spirit available that we have not understood or grown up in as the body of Christ. Much of what the Father desires for us to inherit has been unrealized. The Holy Spirit is revealing the heights, depths, widths, all dimensions of who we are and what we are capable of.

In part 2, I’ll explain how I’ve come to understand communication spirit to spirit is meant to be our “normal” and give examples of this type of communicating from my own experiences (as well as another’s), such as my grocery store experience, when my young son answered my thoughts, when I was recognized spirit to spirit, when a prophetess came to my church & directly responded to my “inquiry via thoughts”, “texting” by the spirit, and more.


The Glory Doorway

I reached to access a storage container and stopped still, staring. Brilliant sparkles winked and twinked in the air before me. There was nothing special about this corner of the room, or the room itself. I hadn’t stood up too fast, I hadn’t bent over; I wasn’t “seeing stars” but I was seeing … Starry lights. Then they disappeared as quickly as they had appeared.
I was left in wonder…

They next time they appeared, I was telling my son something about Jesus. I was multitasking and in next room as we dialogued, but as I walked into the same room as he, I stopped abruptly. Dancing before my eyes, and in a cloud like cluster about a 1×2 feet in depth and breadth were these effervescent diamonds. Slowly turning my gaze, I sized up the cloud.

I asked if my son saw them. “No.”  

But I saw them, as clearly as I was seeing anything else in the room. 

Filled with wonder…Awestruck wonder. 

This must be glory

Now, hope rose in place of surprise. 

This. Was. Real.

Scientific training has had its use; considering correlations, one was definitive. I had been shifting my focus considerably- it was all on HIM: Jesus, Dad, and the Holy Ghost. Something was changing. Joy was becoming a constant companion. Praise and worship came in bursts and raptures. It felt like a endorphin high only better and longer lasting. And then…the glory began to appear. It. Was. Beautiful! 

This encouraged me to engage with Him even more. I was dazzled. This was how things were meant to be! Heaven in Earth; as above, so below. 
I often listen to messages as I fall asleep at night. I like the first and last of my day specifically centered on the Giver and the good news of the kingdom. Following the treasure clues, I often stumble upon Gold. Around that time I discovered a Joshua Mills podcast- it was truly the title that caught my eye. 


I listened attentively, absorbing the beauty of Jesus. Then my prophetess friend asked the next day if I knew anything about Jesus & a glory door, because Holy Spirit mentioned it- I shared the link and happily went on to part 2.

However, this particular night, the glory doorway appeared differently in my dreams. 
Glory spilled out, it’s golden luminescence beautiful, but inaccessible except for the sliver of beauty I could see from the crack beneath the door. The door was shut tight, leaving me in outer darkness. I could only stare at the door with a sense of loss.

Consciousness began its work, and with it came a sense as though joy had dropped through the bottom of a trap door. It felt sucked away and in its place was an adipose, nauseous sensation. 
Feeling drugged, I realized I’d been “slimed” by an enemy. It was the best my mind could offer at the moment. For several days afterward I felt that spiritual residue I had encountered in spirit via night vision, affecting me inwardly and outwardly. I couldn’t seem to shake the sense of gross residue.
 My thoughts often returned to that crack beneath the door where glory awaited me on the other side. Worse, a void replaced the joy and passion building in momentum beforehand. Everything I had been experiencing now seemed inaccessible and far removed. I didn’t know how to get back to where I’d been. It all felt so real, so affective, and so continuous.

Days passed and with them the slimed sense. Still, I felt rather defeated somehow, and I didn’t understand how this had occurred. I wanted the glory back! The union I’d been experiencing with God was the best sense of life I’d had yet, I knew it was supposed to be my everyday normal, and somehow…I’d lost it. 
Soon, as the Lord taught me, I came to realize that I’d fallen for an old trick. Perception is a powerful sensory experience! The defeated enemy has limited strategies to work with but they’re not going to just go quietly into the night without a final last attempt to influence our beliefs. They know how reliant we can become on our senses and feelings, and they will manipulate our perception if they can. They will try what they can to distract us from engaging with God to the fullness- good thing they’re no match for us and the Giver of good gifts.

It was partly through this experience I began to learn to walk more by faith than my senses, or lack of. Because my senses felt locked out of the glory, and the gross residue felt so tangible, I behaved as though it was true. My feelings led the way. In reality it was nothing more than illusion. A magic man’s trick. We don’t have to be poisoned by a negative experience. 

As I learned about truth trumping feelings, and sense, I began to stand in the knowledge of Him. Jesus Is the Glory Doorway. Jesus is the Door (John 10:7) What He opens cannot be shut and what He shuts cannot be opened (Revelations 3:7) especially by a defeated enemy. The door stands open for all who are willing to enter. (Revelations 4:1)
For I am persuaded beyond doubt (am sure) that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor things impending and threatening nor things to come, nor powers, Nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8: 38,39)

I paid less attention to how things felt or seemed, and studied about our union with Christ, our oneness. I chose truth; truth trumps feelings, senses, and experiences.

In that manner I learned strategy: to know the enemy was still beneath my feet, even if he managed to lob a smoke bomb,  and my emotions are subject to the spirit of Truth. The schemes of the enemy backfired. 

As this became my greater reality, I briefly caught a sparkle again, and realized they have been there all along. It was only my awareness that changed. Now, I often see them, without thinking about it. They are part of us.

“I have given to them the glory and honor which You have given Me, that they may be one [even] as We are one…”             (John 17:22)

Being one spirit means we won’t be separated. We have an all access pass- His name is Jesus. When we know the truth, we know we are free. Free to live in the Glory and majesty of God all all times.


What Kind of Spirit Have You Been Given?

Running several leg lengths would allow me to vault myself past the first couple stairs so that “it” would have less chance to grab my ankles and pull me into the black abyss. Such was my strategizing after about 7 years on semi-hostile planet earth. 

Of course my burgeoning rational capabilities argued The Boogeyman didn’t exist and couldn’t possibly live under the basement stairs in a space of 4h x 3w, but my older brother was quite convincing. He had the ability to authentically mimic a police car siren so that my parents pulled off to the side of the road, looking for the flashing red and blues more than once. He could imitate several of The Muppets, like Gonzo and the Swedish Chef and other TV/movie characters. I was convinced a job was waiting for him in Walt Disney’s studios, so you can see why I might have been inclined to give him the benefit of “possible” when he told me to be sure the boogeyman didn’t grab me from under the stairs. Oddly enough (sarcasm), the boogeyman never entered my conscious consideration prior to his suggestion.

My bother seemed to have early natural insights into Pavlov’s classical training and “little sister” was a quick learner, making associations and being affected by something akin to B.F. Skinner’s operant concept of shaping and chaining. Hence, a long period of leaping to skip stairs and avoid capture when I ascended from the basement of our family home, began. Somehow this “act” would supersede the long armed mystical reach of the boogeyman. I mentally calculated risk probabilities. “If I jump and land on that stair, that one, not the lower one, I’m safe.” Since I could only leap so far, I had to settle for the third step as safe, rather than the tenth. Can you relate on some level? 

This “act of faith” (more aptly named superstition) caused me to become a leaping lannie as a child. I leapt the stairs and bolted the rest of the way to the top each time. I also ran down the hall and leapt into my bed; then the creatures who hid beneath and in my closet couldn’t get me-especially once the covers were pulled over my head, even the one at the foot of the bed had to obey “the rules”! 

As a preteen, I would regularly return late from a long day’s ride, as dusk would fade to black. One night I’d had enough, I leapt through the house door from the dark of night, demanding the barn be burned down! (The barn was actually an old 2-story house drug over from the neighbors, which appeared haunted in particular times of day or night.) Logic: a new, real barn wasn’t a bad idea after all, and the sense of being watched from the second level windows was bad enough, but those creeps in it were creeping me out!

I was also a strong perceiver from a very young age, so I “felt” a lot of things, including in the “barn”. Fortunately my mother’s wisdom and knowledge of the bible exceeded mine and she opted to go pray in the barn instead of striking a match. It was peaceful after that; I’d been convinced it was now unoccupied except for flies, horse dung, and swishing tails in the heat of the day. It would do.

But then there were the Christian ghost tales, the stories of various demons showing up in places they shouldn’t- like the church. Isn’t that a sacred place off limits to devils and vampires alike?! And the pastor seemed a little afraid, or something… Then there were the people who felt like something was sitting on their chest making it hard to breathe-more than one story snuck in my earshot. I decided in my first decade plus that I didn’t want to “see” spiritual things and be further terrorized. For a long while I shut my eyes but I still felt so much. 

There were also the kind of creeps like lust, who often stood behind me or across the room- their watching eyes seeming to bore into me. As time passed, I felt other people’s oppression, depression, and other “-pressions”. Restaurants and crowded places came to feel like a big jangle of sensory stimuli, until I wanted to leave. Hospitals-I felt ill within minutes of entering them. 

Over the years I was undulated with fearful stories, and little evidence of God’s great powers, until even into my twenties I felt like fear was my stalker, encroaching my every aspect of life, backing me into a corner, stealing my confidence and sharing it’s many disappointments. A generalized anxiety became my “mostly normal”, and I felt hyper-sensitized to the awareness of “the darkness” in its various forms.

It’s partly why I liked to be alone on the back of a horse. There, was freedom. There, was an awareness outside of fear and intimidation. Nature, animals and especially horses were where I felt God most, where I came to know his presence best, and where many first lessons about peace, healing, and wonder were learned. It’s the place I first began to sing, and his presence is where I learned the truth about what kind of spirit I was given. 
Had I heard and known these things first, and only, it would have changed the way I had been shaped. Thank God, I learned the truth, and I was reshaped in love. I didn’t need to unlearn the old, rather new learning overwrote the old code I’d been programmed or conditioned to respond to. 

When I understood the kind of spirit I’ve been given*, I stopped being afraid. I began to know confidence. It took a little time to learn who He really is, but I’ve been persuaded. As for fear, fear is at least twofold. 

1) We’ve learned fear through associations, experiences, and pain.

2) Fear is a fearful spirit which counsels out of its own fears, making it the worst kind of counselor.

So what makes us so afraid? The problem is never the problem. We’re most afraid when we feel powerless. Something or someone in creation feels bigger and more powerful than we do, in a threatening manner. It’s also something we learned. We have been full of childlike faith, believed the “impossible”, and we have cowered at mere suggestion, because we learned pain, and we learned fear and we learned so many things from the knowledge of good and evil. We weren’t meant to. We were meant to learn Him- this spirit of love, peace and joy.

We were meant to be powerful, to feel confident, to know our dominion. We were intended for power, love and soundness. 

We’ve been given a spirit. Deliberately. On purpose. But this spirit is different. This spirit is holy, a spirit of counsel and of might, who is wonderful, wise and understanding, just and true. The spirit we’ve been given is one of power, love and soundness. One who acts as our advocate, our strengthener, our teacher and leader into all truth. We’ve been given the spirit of comfort and reconciliation. The spirit who reveals the deep mysteries of God and creation, filling us with knowledge too wonderful to know on our own, a spirit of revelation, a spirit who distinguishes between truth and lies, and brings freedom from the slavish bonds of fear. A spirit who echoes our adoption as children of God. 

Because we’ve been given this kind of spirit, our own spirit becomes just as He is. We are joined as one and we receive His love, his soundness, his wisdom, his fearlessness, his courage, his strength, his truth, his thoughts, his power and might. 

This last year has been something rather special. Before 2015 began I received two themes from the Lord: Grace, Grace and Rest. These were not predictive of an easy, simple year; rather they were words to live by, words to anchor in, words to meditate on, to reassure, to empower. Prior to that the theme had been on how to stand. 

2015 was the year my family would hear frightful things, things meant to make our hearts believe and feel the worst kinds of fear-fear inducing words and phrases like:

He has cancer, numbered days, it’s matasticized, here are some options-what do you want to do? radiation, chemo…

We don’t know- you can try this, okay, try that, ultrasound, google that,some people never get better, this test, CT scan, okay more tests, heart monitor, cardiologist. We can’t help you more, eventually you’ll be better.

Your mom’s had a stroke, can you come (to the other side of the country)? and upon arrival- You need to decide, your dad isn’t able to. What do you want to do?
I’ll probably be gone a month, sorry about Christmas, I really wish I could be home with you and the boys but … 

They stopped life support, she’s gone; dementia…He can’t live alone, what do you want to do?

We’re sorry to hear about your loss. Let us know what you would like to do. 

We have received your withdrawal letter for your program. If you want to enroll in the future, let us know. 

What do you want to do? What do you want to do? What anyone wants to do- rewind, fast forward, delete, delete, delete.
I felt a lot of things this year. I’m saying, a lot of things. But fear? No. Not fear. Fear is unwelcome. It’s foe not friend. And something else…
I’ve been persuaded by love. 

Perfect, complete love casts out all fear because love is power. Love empowers us to believe that the spirit we’ve been given is powerful and sound, and a stronger strongman than the one who’s been made so popular by fear. 

Oh sure, fear hoped I’d take it back, we were codependent for so long! But it’s foreign enough now, when it’s sneaks around I sense it immediately. It feels like a stranger instead of my old counselor. It tried, but I knew it wasn’t mine. It made suggestions, it offered advice as it came within earshot through the words of people it influenced. I stared at them at times; taken aback by their expectations. I realized they knew fear, but not Love. 

But I’d already been persuaded. And I still am. I can’t always know what today will hold, what may come tomorrow. Sometimes Holy Spirit (or Homy Spirit as my fingers often accidentally type- ya He’s my Homy too!) gives me a heads up- a brief preview of the future. And other times I’m caught by surprise like any other.

But this one thing I’ve concluded. I refuse to allow fear to steal my peace for now and tomorrow. I won’t be robbed of today, I won’t live in fear of tomorrow. I learned when anxiety or some other form of fear comes knocking, to bring myself to a place of peace within seconds. My feelings cannot rule; my spirit must, led by the spirit I’ve been given. 

Maybe you’re facing a difficult situation right now, or maybe one is coming and in this moment, you are blissfully unaware. We may face many dangers, but fear is optional. We don’t usually think so, but we can choose to be afraid, or not. Love is a choice as well. You’ve been given a spirit, but He is Good; receive Him in all his goodness and benefits. As He is, so we are in this world.

A few key verses that helped reshape my thinking and being:

2Timothy 1:7
For God did not give us a spirit of timidity (of cowardice, of craven and cringing and fawning fear), but [He has given us a spirit] of power and of love and of calm and well-balanced mind and discipline and self-control.

Romans 8:15
For [the Spirit which] you have now received [is] not a spirit of slavery to put you once more in bondage to fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption [the Spirit producing sonship] in [the bliss of] which we cry, Abba (Father)! Father!

John 14:26
But the Comforter (Counselor, Helper, Intercessor, Advocate, Strengthener, Standby), the Holy Spirit, Whom the Father will send in My name [in My place, to represent Me and act on My behalf], He will teach you all things. And He will cause you to recall (will remind you of, bring to your remembrance) everything I have told you.

1 Corinthians 2: 10-12
Yet to us God has unveiled and revealed them by and through His Spirit, 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]…

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.

But as for you, the anointing (the sacred appointment, the unction) which you received from Him abides [permanently] in you; [so] then you have no need that anyone should instruct you. But just as His anointing teaches you concerning everything and is true and is no falsehood, so you must abide in (live in, never depart from) Him [being rooted in Him, knit to Him], just as [His anointing] has taught you [to do].
Isaiah 11: 2-4
And the Spirit of the Lord shall rest upon Him—the Spirit of wisdom and understanding, the Spirit of counsel and might, the Spirit of knowledge and of the reverential and obedient fear of the Lord—

And shall make Him of quick understanding, and His delight shall be in the reverential and obedient fear of the Lord. And He shall not judge by the sight of His eyes, neither decide by the hearing of His ears;

But with righteousness and justice shall He judge the poor and decide with fairness for the meek, the poor, and the downtrodden of the earth…


Is it Mental Illness, or is it Psychological Warfare?

Several years ago, I had an a very negative experience.

The church I attended was experiencing some big changes and although these were good, an enemy had an agenda too.

Difficulties began to emerge relationally, a number of people were confused, hurt and communication began to break down. People’s minds and hearts were under assault. It became clear that there was more at work than human souls.

I assumed the affects were localized to people directly involved in some of the conflicts. Therefore, My experience seemed bizzare and unrelated to praying about these issues.

I began to have mental flashes, intrusive mental pictures and short movie type scenes playing in my mind that no one would want. They seemed intermittent at first and were disturbing. Then the frequency increased and occurred both at night and in the day.

At this point of such an experience, many people begin to wonder, “Am I  going crazy? Am I losing it?” or assume that this can be the only plausible answer. Sometimes, maybe most times, it’s psychological warfare.

Because I didn’t understand what was occuring and didn’t seem to know how to completely block these images from my mind, I began to feel distressed and anxious. My present experience seemed to outweigh my spiritual training–my understanding needed upgraded, but not the way I expected.

When we encounter new things, or the unknown, we are in learning mode. We Don’t feel we have all the info needed for the present. We have past experience and victories to guide our responses, but more so, we pay close attention to our commander for more Intel and directions.

On Ground level, such experiences may feel chaotic. It’s hard to see what’s actually taking place, and Friendly Fire may occur. What we experience at ground zero may feel intense, confusing, painful.

At some point, I shared with someone that I was experiencing some unusual things and found out that many others were as well. In this situation, trying to figure out what spirit is creating the trouble is often typical protocol for spiritual warfare.

Many, if not most of us, have been taught in both the natural world and the spiritual, we need to trace the source of the enemy attack in order to be free, to find out how the enemy found a door or legal right. This typical response is so opposite of what Holy Spirit began to teach me.

Often we are taught things that sound spiritual but aren’t necessary to our freedom and may even cause us to feel more bound up. When we honestly desire truth, He will lead us into it.

Eventually the trouble all stopped, and in the aftermath I could see so clearly what I couldn’t in the midst of the experience. Because it had seemed so real, I was afraid that somehow I might be at fault for what I was experiencing, or that I might be losing the ground I had previously gained-even though my whole heart was resisting and I just wanted it to end.

I’ve learned so much since that experience about a new kind of weapon. A type of “warfare” that consists of a state of Rest.

Sometimes people describe contending for something and yet as I listen to them it sounds more like they are praying from a place of fear, or trying to shadow box (which is what I’d been experiencing with those mental flashes).
True contending comes from a place of standing firm in confidence, knowing that we have the upper hand in authority and power, convinced that we are already triumphant.

As I thought about that past experience, I found myself wishing that someone could have identified the real issue and told me:

The fact is you Are Free, and no attempt to affect you changes that. Nothing has changed in reality; you are experiencing a ruse.  

All I really needed was to know that it was merely smoke and mirrors; it wasn’t me and wasn’t mine and I didn’t need to react as though it was. I could have simply rested and known I was just fine, ignoring the mind tricks. Any tactic the enemy was using was simply that-a tactic. Nothing had actually changed.

None of it was real. 

Like in the Divergent serieswhen Tris is in the water tank and seems about to drown (which felt very real to her in the moment) but suddenly she saw and knew the truth:

“This isn’t real.”

The experience was a phenomena of the mind that felt very real, like a dream might, but when she realized it was merely a psychological phenomena, she was free that instant-actually she had been free the whole time. She simply came to that awarenessTest over.

The experience I had was one of the worst types of torment I’d ever experienced. But now I know something I didn’t understand then:

If it’s not His, it’s not mine.

I am one spirit with Christ (1 Corinthians 6:17). I don’t have to shadow box a defeated enemy. I don’t need to wear myself out resisting, repeatedly declaring, binding, and trying to block the enemy from messing with my head, sparring until I’m exhausted, only to start all over again the next day or time.

Here’s a fact. Our spiritual enemies are narcissists. They love for the focus to be on them. The more you spar the more egomanic they behave. That’s why Rest is an amazing weapon. It’s function is much like the imagery in Psalm 23.

THE LORD is my Shepherd [to feed, guide, and shield me], I shall not lack.
He makes me lie down in [fresh, tender] green pastures; He leads me beside the still and restful waters.
He refreshes and restores my life (my self); He leads me in the paths of righteousness [uprightness and right standing with Him—not for my earning it, but] for His name’s sake.
Yes, though I walk through the [deep, sunless] valley of the shadow of death, I will fear or dread no evil, for You are with me; Your rod [to protect] and Your staff [to guide], they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head withoil; my [brimming] cup runs over. Surely or only goodness, mercy, and unfailing love shall follow me all the days of my life, and through the length of my days the house of the Lord [and His presence] shall be my dwelling place.

I can dismiss whatever isn’t good, pure, noble or trustworthy because the Strong Man (Holy Spirit) lives in me. This house is filled. I can set my gaze on the One who loves me and gave himself for me.

Experientially we learn to live in our dominion too. When we know the truth, we experience and live the Helmet of Salvation, the mind of Christ.                                  Our mind becomes a fortress of peace when we understand the truth.

We don’t have to feel vulnerable,  we can be confident in trust, and enter His rest.

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