Not of this world

It's so alluring how we can become consumed by the culture of the world. How much of us look like the world. We act, dress, speak, and laugh at the same things that those who do not know Jesus. Does not Jesus call us to be only in the world and not of it? This culture of consumerism and prosperity has gripped the church around her neck and is sending her into a tail spin. It's a death where the focus is not purely on Jesus.

"For what profit is it to a man if he gains the whole world and loses his own soul? Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?" Matthew 16:26

We have found such value in things that do not matter. I'm confronted with the question: Where does your identity rest? The latest fashion trend, diet food craze, man-made doctrine and hypocrisy, or should we ever even slip into what people care to think about us. The fear of man can rule us to a point where we change who we are to fit the needs and perceptions of others. We can be so ruled by the systems of this world, politics, money, lustful desires; it just surrounds us.

I often feel so overweight. This is a heaviness that surrounds and pulls me down because a battle that I face every day. Surrender. To give my life, my everything, to my Jesus. Nothing else matters. Fancy cars, houses, and clothes, it's all going to pass away. What will He find when it all passes away? How much will you allow yourself to be shaken? To lose yourself in Jesus where you soon find that nothing matters except loving and being loved by Him.

"...If anyone desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow Me. For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will find it." Matthew 16:24-25

The pressures of this world are a reality but we must realize who we are in Christ: the bride, holy, anointed ones who are set apart, overcomers, strong and mighty! These are the days that God wants to restore righteousness, holiness and purity back to His church. It's the last wave of glory that He will bring. A faith tested through fire, impurities removed, and a church who is still standing and waiting for the return of the Bridegroom.

I want to say to the church, that we must flee from the idolatry of our times and be separated from the world. We must die to ourselves to can truly live in Jesus. We have nothing to lose but ourselves and the reward is being found in Jesus. I tell the church to hold fast to Word and find rest in His presence. You will look different from those around you, the world and the church. Discern the times. Arise and take ahold of the prize.

The broken church... and my broken spirit.

What I have been experiencing since this past year, after Holy Given, has surmounted to last night. What was once familiar and what I would say belongs to me, is no longer apart of me anymore. I have put too much of my identity in the church, in man's eyes, my very being into what my church is about. Again, I find we missed it. We missed your heart about everything. What you have shown me I do not deserve but I will listen to your voice and follow you.

I have placed too much of my trust and confidence and identity in man and I see your saddened face for the church. Let me see Father, let me see. I feel so alone Jesus, so alone. But I know you will never leave me. There will be great times of being alone ahead so I must trust you and be faithful to what you now show me that although I am lost in the world, that I am truly found in you. Everything that I felt I had to offer to the body has fallen from it's high place and has been made dust among the rocks. My gifts, my position, my worship, my words now seem like icing on a bitter cake.

This entire process has been entirely too uncomfortable- the church's worldly culture, the offerings messages, concert atmospheres, tattoos and piercings. I return to you my Father. I return to you. In these revelations I chose to have my heart act and speak out of love. That I would love the church as she is, spotted, tired, deceived and hurt. For love covers a multitude of sins and I must be that physical manifestation of your presence.

God I feel I have been unfaithful over and over again in so many ways that I do not deserve all the forgiveness you extend to me. It's true, because I don't deserve it, but you, Lord Jesus, willingly laid down and offered your life so we could be together. Your blood and your sacrifice is something far beyond my comprehension and I desire deeper revelation of it in my spirit. Lord, your love and your compassion towards me is the only thing that keeps me alive.

Off to Europe I go!

To all my friends, family and faithful blog readers who I have yet to meet. I wanted to let you know that I will be going to Europe for five weeks with Global Celebration to Romania, Bulgaria, and Turkey, then doing ministry in France. The funds needed to be raised is $4500 and I would love your prayer or financial support.
Please visit my new page "Treasures for the Nations" to find how you can help support me in making a huge impact for the kingdom. A description of the trip is on that blog. I am selling bracelets on Treasures for the Nations and paintings on Brushstrokes from the Bride.
Please contact me if you have any questions about the trip or to place an order. TreasuresForTheNations@gmail.com

This is a place I call home.

Harrisburg. My heart feels overwhelmed and burdened by the oppression of many things. People are living with a void and it is ruining their lives. Starving for anything, a meager portion, that will temporarily fulfill the cravings of a heart that struggles to be satisfied. The pleasures of this world are nothing. I speak about both believers and nonbelievers. For who can compare anything to the love of Jesus Christ.

The kids are cussing, smoking, mothers yelling, and I see a 5am drug deal go down on the corner of my street. Trash fills the park, the street, people's front steps, and shattered glass creates a mosaic on the side walks. No one seems to care. To endless dogs barking, the car alarms, and loud music roaring with those cheap bass systems, nothing seems to bother anyone here. The pregnant girls walk down the streets looking like they want to have yet another child by their attitude and dress. The countless boarded up homes and decaying buildings reflect the hearts of those who inhabit this this area. My city is in a vicious cycle that will soon spiral to death unless something is done. The spirit of poverty is greatly welcomed here. No chance to get ahead, or get off welfare, or even dare to dream. The darkness is thick but there is hope.

This is a place I call home. The need here is so great yet I am so little. I'm reminded that I serve such a big God. I'm comforted knowing what God can do to change nations through people like Martin Luther King Jr., Einstein, Lincoln, F.D. Roosevelt, and Mother Theresa to name a few. Should I dare dream that God would use me in such a great capacity as this? I look up at the deep night sky and see the beautiful stars glisten as the city calms down and takes its place in rest on this Wednesday night. A glistening star catches my eyes and I laugh out loud as I hear the Holy Spirit say, "That's you my love." I'm just a little light in the darkness, or so it seems from this point of view on Earth.

At the capital of our state, in the ghetto of Allison Hill, on a small street that isn't even given a big street sign, lives a girl with big dreams. Dreams starting with a small hope to change just one life, then maybe a family, then an entire street, a city, a country, then nations. I mean why not? What else better do I have to do than to dream? Worry my life away, be comfortable, do the same old routine day in and day out? I refuse to live in fear and live in faith. What's the worst that could happen? Jesus is coming back through His bride before He returns. I want to be that virgin waiting with her lamp filled. As my spirit dreams off on loving the untouchables and loving the prostitutes of India, I am brought back to the now of life, living in a place no normal person would choose to live. This is my home and I love it.

I have a dream to see my street without trash, cussing, drugs, and weapons. I will not allow it. Like Bishop Garlington says, "Nothing happens in the Kingdom until something is said." There will be no trash, cussing, drugs, weapons, adultery and no demonic activity on my street. Seems like a lot huh? Yeah, I thought so too. I pray the Lord takes this mustard seed sized heart and uses it mightily so the name of Jesus is glorified. Even though we see ourselves as a small star in the sky, I know God sees us as so much greater. We don't reflect light, we give light, because the Light is in us. I believe God sees us as the greatest star in the solar system, the sun. We cannot even begin to imagine the potential we have in the Kingdom. The rest of the universe revolves around the sun, and I know the rest of the world revolves around us, because Christ is in us, Praise the Lord.

It's so much quieter now, almost too quiet. Maybe I won't have to use my heater fan tonight to drown out the noise. I hope I have a restful night tonight, that really would be nice. The silence is broken by a car driving up the road rattling with the bass in its trunk. I don't understand it because sounds like bad music to me. I guess I have a lot to learn about the culture here. It's been about 1.5 weeks since I moved here and I'm already asking the Lord to enlarge my heart so more of Him can rest in me.

Revival is coming to Harrisburg. Or dare I dream bigger and say a revolution. I pray more suns into the city. We are world changers. We just have to believe it.

New Diamonds Are Coming.

In the past two days I have had two visions with the Lord and I would like the share them. I have sought the Lord for revelation and this is what I believe He is saying.

The vision...

I put out my hand and this amazing diamond started to form right before me. It was indescribable as all this diamond and glory dust came onto my hand. I was so happy and utterly amazed. I have never seen something so huge and beautiful form so fast. It formed into a diamond and silver bird measuring about 3/4 of inch in my palm.

I then put out my hand again and another beautiful something started to form. People of the church came over to watch. It was like all the stars from the universe were coming into my hand. Different sized diamond dust particles were just swirling around and settling in my hand. My hands felt so weird and tingly and almost swollen at the same time. Then large flakes were coming down and covering the beautiful jewel.

As it the diamond was finishing being formed in my hand a child came over and hit my hand so the diamond fell apart. I kept waiting for it to reform but the process was so much slower now. The child just laughed and seemed not to care.

At Shift on Friday during worship I saw this huge golden wall come from heaven. The pieces of the wall were the size of cinder blocks. I saw myself with my hands near my waist hold this wall up, even though it was coming down. I began to feel very weighty and saw myself in the vision fighting to keep this golden wall up.

I believe that there is a great increase in signs and wonders coming to the church. There is also an anointing for these signs and wonders on the hands of believers as the miracles increase in the atmosphere around us. We must not resist the glory coming as it will look different than previous waves. The heaviness of the glory is represented by the golden wall coming down. I believe that a lack of freedom is hindering this exponential glory to be released. It is our response to the freedom which Christ offers that will release these signs and wonders.

Although children are often represented by child-like faith, I believe the child in the vision is represented by the ignorance of the church. Most of the church is ignorant of how great the Father’s love is for us. Perfect Love casts out all fear and those without love are kept in bondage without experiencing freedom. The Father's love breaks barriers releasing the freedom which leads to the signs and wonders of His glory in the church. The church will take this to the world and all will see the majesty and power of the Lord.

Roman noodles, harmonicas, feathers, and Jesus.

The air is crisp on this cold night in Harrisburg and there is not even a cloud in the sky. There are some stars out as I wonder if there will be enough sandwiches for all the hungry. A few wait under the big concrete bridge for a glance of freedom and warmth as the Bethesda mission van rolls up. The crates come out, and the hot water gets placed on them for hot chocolate and roman noodle makings. Their long bushy beards, missing teeth, and smiles of hope ring true in my heart that I am home. I was created for this. Who could not love these men in their addiction and brokenness. Each has a story to tell which is so unique yet they are all the same. I struggle for words to say but then remember they are people too, not much different than I.

Larry is my favorite. With alcohol on his breath and stuff stuck in his beard, he plays his harmonica and sings his 70's songs as if he was performing in front of thousands. He always shares with me about how he has double frost bite on his toes and how he does not think he is going to make it. All I can do is pray. Larry soon falls over because he is so intoxicated then is walked back under the bridge to lay down only to start the next day begging for more money to feed his addiction. God loves Larry just as much has He loves me.

And Cherokee. I see feathers in his hair as if he was still on the reservation in New Mexico. His face does not show it but I know he longs for home again. His long dark hair and tinseled eyes touch my heart as he sings songs on his out of tune guitar. He has some things to take care of before he goes home. I've never seen him light up as he did tonight as he played the guitar. He was playing in front of thousands as well.

What dreams these men must have had. Most still have them, some have lost all hope. I see this huge hand from the ground desiring to grab them and keep them in their state but I also know all of heaven is watching for some lost sheep to return home to their Father.

As I look into the sky at the buildings towering around me, Cherokee sings one last song. He receives a simple yet joyful applause of the seven volunteers and humbly thanks us, as I see the face of renewed hope leaving for another cold night on the streets.

House stones and giants.

"There we saw the giants; and we were like grasshoppers in our own sight, and so we were in their sight.” Numbers 13:33

It's hard to believe that in less than a month I will be in my Obed-Edom. Over the past few weeks God has just birthed so much dream into this house. I'm learning that we have to fight for things that we really want. Getting this house has been like taking on a part time job. I'm facing the giants in the land that want to stop me at the gates from possessing what is rightly the Kingdoms. I've fought with everything I know and have learned in my seven years with the Lord. Sometimes the only thing that keeps me going is this dream. Knowing the dream is bigger than I, I know it's okay to feel so small among the demands of this great world.

Once issues are resolved, I continue to have the same giant come and throw the same stone in my path. This giant is money. Despite me tripping, falling, and having a few scrapes on the way, I must go on. When you see the face of Jesus nothing will stop you. This wasteland I'm going through to get to my Promise Land has not been very pretty. But what remains beautiful among these stumbling stones in the wilderness is my Jesus. His heart, to love a doubter who is a shaken and scared little girl like me. That's what a Father does.

I see my Promise Land and have already met people in my land who has the same heart. It's all going to be okay, it's going to be worth it all. All I continue to fall on is what is true. God keeps telling me that He will never leave me and that He is with me always. Knowing this shatters the many lies that have been lodged at me from the enemy. I know the enemy is mad. Good. He's stupid and defeated anyway. So in the words of Andrew Sherman, "Shove it!" I think laughter silences the enemy too :)

Possessing this land as I enter the gates of my city is such a pivotal moment for me right now. Please pray that I remain strong and strengthened in the Lord. This year I have already done many things which I have never done before. I might physically be the size of a grasshopper in comparison to this dream but the giants don't need to know that. What if I was the most giantest giant? What now huh?! I guess the most beautiful biggest person is Jesus, and He lives in me. That qualifies me to do anything, even to over come the giants.

My Obed-Edom is here.

I found a house. It's such a lovely little house on Vernon St. It's a place where the glory of the Lord will rest as well as those in Harrisburg city.

I was encouraged by a dear friend of mine (Shannon) just to give everything to the Lord a few weeks ago, including my list of what was going to be in the house. Two nights later I had a dream about a house that I felt in love with. I was very nervous because well it's a BIG thing and probably one of the most important decisions I've made in my life. In my dream I looked outside and there was a playground across the street. There were a lot of african american kids playing and single mothers. I was taken back and knew that the Lord wanted me to disciple these women, which I have never even though of. When I woke up I remembered that I previously looked at a house about 2 months ago with a playground across the street but just wasn't quite feeling it. I shared the dream with this dear friend of mine and she encouraged me to go back and see this house. So I did.

I prayed a lot and asked for a lot of wisdom and tried not to be too anxious or even over spiritualize the dream.. I just wanted to know if it was the house or not. Well I went into the house and the owner was previously working on the house and left the Christian music blaring. My eyes watered up and I just knew and grew excited. I keep thinking about this house. I also think about the 13th street house that I felt I lost about 2 months ago. I now realize that with the 13th street house there were so many condemned houses in the area that there were hardly any people walking by because the block was kinda dead except the normal busy 13th street traffic.

I have settlement March 14th. I see my Promise Land. I'm so blessed to be a vessel of the Lord to be poured out for all people. I just want to be used. This is such a quick birthing of a vision because it was only October when he put it on my heart to buy a house. Now, six months later I will be a homeowner. I really believe this quickness in the spirit is just evidence that revival over the earth will soon break forth.

We must continue to remain in Him. I in Him and Him in me. What if we did everything God tells us to do? Can you just imagine what would happen? How many lives would be affected? We have to remain FAT- faithful, available, teachable. I wrestle with each of those words almost daily. But it brings me closer to God. I can begin to see His face and He gives me part of His heart to carry and to be a voice to this generation. I want to be that voice where there is none and be love where there is no love. That's the gospel and that's what I am.

Creating invisible walls and walking through them.

"For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war according to the flesh. For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ"
2 Corinthians 10:3-5

I'm reading The Dream Giver by Bruce Wilkinson and it's an incredible story of a nobody named Ordinary in pursuit of a dream that is bigger than the world he lives in. When he came to the border to leave Comfort Zone it says fear kept growing and Ordinary took a step forward "right through the invisible wall of fear."

God gave me such a revelation in my life how we can create these invisible walls in our lives. Fear, rejection, depression, all those emotions and walls we create and struggle through are invisible. It's invisible. Circumstances and our human nature lead us to create these walls in our minds and hearts.

Seeing is believing. When we see things, we believe them. When we see things in our dreams, in the supernatural, it happens in the natural. It's called faith. The Lord is showing me that just as we have the potential to create good in the natural by our thoughts and beliefs, we also have the potential to create things that can hinder us. These walls can become so real to us in our minds that it becomes a reality here on earth. We create invisible walls in the natural. Ever fear the worst and then it happens? Just as belief creates things unseen, so can fear. We can role play in our minds the worst thing that could happen and think what if we did this or that. We create that invisible wall preventing us from going forward. The best things about it is that the wall is invisible and despite the wild stories we can create in our minds the Word of God is still stronger. We just have to believe.

Fear of anything immobilizes us. We must continue to abide in the living God for perfect love casts out all fear. Wilkinson says, "Courage is not the absence of fear; rather it's choosing to act in spite of fear. You could say that without fear, you can't have genuine courage." We must do the very thing we fear. I feared buying a house, so I bought a house. Maybe you fear starting your own business, so overcome that fear and start your own business. After all, if the wall is invisible, how is it going to stop you?

Sometimes I believe our minds can be our worst enemy. Yes, there is a war going on between the light and darkness, but sometimes I think the biggest war is within us, between us and God. God, I want to give you 'that', but I still want to hold on 'this' just for a little while longer. Our minds are so powerful yet they must be influenced by the heart of God before the dream becomes a reality. We must believe the Word of God over any and all circumstances in our lives. We must believe Truth over lies. I must let Truth prevail always. It's the only thing that keeps me alive.

It's time to walk children of God. To walk through walls we have created in our minds. There are gates in these walls and on the other side awaits destiny. You will prevail for the Truth is in you. Take a step forward through your invisible wall. Find me waiting with more of what you were looking for on the other side.

Raising the dead.

"By faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that the things which are seen were not made of things which are visible."
Hebrews 11:3

God makes me laugh sometimes. He showed me that He is greater than my lack of faith or fear. We need to just simply do what He says. We need to do what we know in order to know what to do.

The science teacher next to my room put her gerbil in one of those balls to run around in the classroom while the kids weren't there. One of the teachers came in and kicked the ball really hard thinking it was a beach ball. As it was kicked, the lid came off and little Nebby flew out and smacked against the wall and laid motionless. When the gerbil came to it really wasn't moving but its heart was racing so fast. Over the next minute a few more teachers gathered around and Nebby started moving his arms a little but his heart rate dropped significantly to the point where it was dangerous. Blood started coming out of his nose and we knew he was a gonner because there was internal bleeding. Then his heart stopped and stopped moving then pooped (which is a sign an animal is dead.)

As he was laid out on the table and one of the teachers said, "Emilie do something!" What was I supposed to do?! Without thinking I just laid my hand on the little guy and said, "In the name of Jesus I command the spirit back into this animal!" Within five seconds, boom he was alive! The teachers screamed because we knew he was dead before! It wasn't the normal being raised from the dead where the fingers start moving, then toes, then it starts breathing, but it was immediate and it ran all around! Ha ha! I was asked to tell the story over and over again giving Jesus all the glory in this public school.

I don't know what I was thinking when I asked God to raise a gerbil from the dead. I don't think I was thinking. Sometimes I think we think too much where we actually think who God truly is away. I didn't really expect it like, yes I know he will be alive again, but just did what was in me to do. I mean why not? What's the worst that could happen, he dies? Or God could just show up and do what is normal in the kingdom. I honestly do not count myself as a woman of great faith but I do know the Father loves me. It's really all about Jesus. Without love we are nothing. We can raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, give everything away to the poor, and give our bodies but without love we are nothing.

I thinking there's something significant in acting in the moment God speaks. A moment of hesitation causes doubt to flood in and we could miss walking through that window of opportunity and miss the miracle. We are supposed to have an expectation in things that are not seen to be seen. Gods words spoke this earth into existence. The invisible becoming visible. I believe that is what happened with Nebby. God's words spoke the gerbil's invisible spirit back into him. The evidence of this was something seen, he became alive. We have resurrection power flowing on the inside. It must get out by our voice. Speak, speak, speak words of life over all dead situations and bring forth life beloved of God! In doing so, you bring heaven to earth.

Bones Are Shaking!

The other night, while in prayer the presence of the Lord came so heavy I could feel the weight of his glory on my chest. I then heard bones. Bones were rattling. They were shaking and shaking and shaking non stop! The vision focused on thigh and hip bones. There is a great shaking of bones occurring. It was so loud in the spirit that I almost had to cover my hears.

I was lead to Ezekiel 37 about how Ezekiel prophesied to the dry bones to come together, then for skin to come over them, then for breath to enter so there would be full life in the body. Verse ten reads, "So I prophesied as He commanded me, and breath came into the them and they lived, and stood upon their feet an exceedingly great army."

The bones I already saw were standing but they were without skin. I said, Lord how can this be? The Lord said, "You must be clothed with humility." Oh God our destruction lies in pride. We can have the bones and breath in us that Ezekiel prophesied but be so naked. Pride kills us and separates us from God. Because the bones were shaking I knew they would soon fall and lie again on the earth. We must be clothed with humility to be this exceedingly great army of the Lord.

I then asked the Lord about the significance of the leg and hip bones in the vision. I came across in Daniel 5 when King Belshazzar exalted himself above all in the nation and brought in the gold of his father Nebuchadnezzar and worshiped idols. Suddenly, a man's fingers wrote a message on the wall. "Then the king's countenance changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his hips were loosened and his knees knocked against each other." (vs6) Daniel came and spoke the interpretation and then said, "But you his son, Belshazzar have not humbled your heart although you knew all this. And you have lifted yourself up against the Lord of heaven." (22-23)

Because of the kings pride his hips and knees knocked and where shaking. When we are not clothed in humility our bones shake and will fall because of pride. Here's the beauty, "they clothed Daniel with purple and put a chain of gold around his neck... that he should be the third ruler in the kingdom." (29) Daniel was clothed with humility. That night Belshazzar was slain and his bones returned back to the dust of the earth.

Church, we must humble ourselves before the Lord. We are nothing without him. We are mere bones without life but God breathed His life giving breath into our bodies. We were made for God and every sounds that proceeds from our mouths must voice life as He first breathed life into us. For "death and life are in the power of the tongue and those who love it will eat its fruit." (Prov 18:21). Let us be clothed with a cloak of humility and stay low. How low you stay will determine how high you will ascend into the third heaven. From those who are clothed will surely arise the"exceedingly great army of the Lord." Truly, like Belshazzar, "those who exalt themselves will be humbled," and like Daniel, "those who humble themselves will be exalted."

2008 Prophecy

Dear brothers and sisters,

I can not begin to explain what has been happening these past few days. This prophetic gifting in me has been greatly birthed and I am now seeing, hearing, and feeling things I have never sensed before in the Spirit. This 2008 prophecy came over me three nights ago as the Spirit fell while worshiping him. I could barely keep my pen moving fast enough. I have to be honest and tell you that I have no clue what I am doing. I don't even know what to do but pray and release it over the church. The word was put before another prophet and confirmed. I have never done this before but it is time. I know the calling God has on my life requires the prophetic anointing and the end is coming soon. I pray you will be blessed by this word from the Lord. To God be all the glory!

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This is the year of Open Gates. Gates that have been possessed by the enemy will now be reclaimed by the Lord’s army. Prayer and faith will cause you to alight to your destination. You have fought for this; the worst of that particular fight is over. Grab a hold of the gates and they are yours!

Know your purpose.
I heard the Lord say, “It is not about your kingdom, it is about mine.” Those who have stood on pebbles and dirt will fall when the winds come but those who stand on solid rock shall surely remain strong. Foundation, foundation, foundation! You will begin to awaken in the night as you sleep because your heart rests in expectation of the Bridegroom. The beloved is going to be awakened from her sleep with a new revelation of purpose. This purpose can only be fulfilled once her foundation is solid. We must renew our minds to the very Word of God and not settle for anything less. Divine purpose is being established among the people of God for this is a time of great awakening.

Birthing.
New beginnings are epitomized by new births. Seeds that have been long planted and cared for through storms, droughts and times of hardship shall show beauty beyond words in these last days. Your labor has not been in vain and my Word shall not go void for it is of the Kingdom. You will dance as you have fought for your inheritance. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad for great is your reward in heaven.

I saw a red hand carried tool box with the typical different sized wrenches, hammers and screw drivers. Everything was new and shinning. From this tool box sprouted a beautiful flower with the appearance of a daisy. It had eight white petals surrounding the yellow center. The Lord says I have given you the tools, you have used them well and the beauty of your labor will now be seen. The Lord revealed the labor consisted of patience, obedience, rest, and worship.

New Ceilings.
The Lord says, “I am taking an old ceiling and making a new.” Your potential is limitless. How high you want to go will be determined on how low you choose to stay. Those who are humbled shall be exalted. Your faith and expectation will be key in rising to new levels.

New things.
I am creating new things. Things that have never been seen, done, or heard before. It is the movement of heaven coming to earth. For surely I am coming soon. This is the year for dreamers to dream. A year when dreamers create the supernatural which brings fruition here in the natural. I hear many cries and labor pains but you will soon forget the desert when you reach the land of that which was promised.

I see the youth of this nation pleading for victory and walking out in it as soon as the request is made. I see this armored young generation going to the nations and setting ablaze many areas over the entire Earth. Small wildfires burn across the nations with hearts of passion for the lost. They will start churches and live solely on the very Word of God.

Young and old in communion.
I hear young and old, young and old repeating in my spirit. This is a time when the old will teach the young and the young will teach the old. A time when the intercessory prayers of our forefathers, which have been carried by the older generation, will propel the younger generation forward. The older generation will see the revival they have labored for! The burden of intercessors will also see their prayers become reality.

Great wisdom.
I hear God speak of the great wisdom needed for this time. A wisdom for creativity and problem solving. This is a time for solutions. For surely if you ask, you will receive wisdom beyond your comprehension. Wisdom greater than Solomon, wisdom from Above. We must remain teachable and prepared to take off our old coat, which we have had comfort in for years, and put on a new. Listen to my voice and you will see wisdom flow like a river from My heart to yours.

“Go for it!” God is opening the door for you to move. The door is open and when He says, “Go!” you must move and seize the opportunity. A moment of hesitation or doubt in this small moment of time can change your life. Things are moving quickly in the spirit and you must catch the wave if you want to be in the vast ocean of the greatest harvest of His heart.

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January 11^th

The Dream:
I was at Life Center and the body looked up and feathers were falling. I began to gather the smallest feathers and then looked down and saw the largest angel feathers I have ever seen. Its vanes were so long, soft and beautiful. As soon as I picked up a large pure white feather I looked and more were appearing. Each time I picked up a feather this soft rain of small gold pellets fell from the heavens where I was located. I laughed a lot in joy and amazement. I then saw the most extraordinary feathers. On each feather were all the colors of the rainbow and they were covered with glistening gold and silver. At the end of each barb on the feather carried countless small diamonds. I traded one of my large white feathers with a man who just picked up this remarkable new feather. I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life.

The Revelation:
I believe God is bringing a new wave of glory. This new wave has never been seen, heard, or even sensed before on earth. God is saying He is doing this because “I still ‘so love the world.’” Acts of love are being poured out from heaven as the bowls are overflowing over the earth at such a time as this. God is releasing a new army of angels that are greater than that of the previous released. These angels have abided and worshiped next to the throne since the beginning of time. They have now been given an assignment to bring the last and biggest wave of glory the earth has ever encountered. Each angel bears the face and heart of God to be poured into the heart of His people. This transfer of glory from heaven to earth will break out mass revival to the ends of the earth for these finals days. You, my saints, will finish well.

I'm naive and love it.

"There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love." 1 John 4:18

Over the past few months I have been called very naive by quite a few people when sharing the vision of Harrisburg. It sounds all good, helping the poor, blessing people, BBQ's, until I tell them the specific area in Allison Hill where I want a house. I've been called f'n crazy and everything else the enemy can do to try to pierce my heart and shaken me. Sometimes I step back and think, wow, what the heck am I doing?! Then I think on the goodness of the Lord and rejoice again for what is to come.

It is frustrating at times to get knocked over here and there but just as long as I pick myself up and recognize the tactics of the enemy and overcome. I'm learning that we must fight and persevere for our dreams. As Lou Engle says, "Your dreams will drive you into the wilderness." It's not supposed to be a cake walk but there are sweets on the way. Our dreams will cost us everything. What else where you going to spend your life on?

I was listening to a Life Center message by Heidi Baker where pastors in the US where saying that she was the most naive woman they ever met. Yet, that she should never change. That's encouraging knowing the massive revival Mama is leading through the world by simply stopping for the one.

I may be incredibly naive being a white mid 20's girl going into the line of fire where drug dealers inhabit some of the hundreds of condemned buildings, where single mothers cry out and can barely keep it together, where the poor struggle to keep warm and their bellies with some food, and where the addiction runs rampant with drugs, sex and alcohol. What a beautiful place to be a light in this dark little world of Harrisburg. The power of darkness has been destroyed by His death, so what is there to fear?

I will finish well. Stuff happens but God is always alive and well. As Mama Heidi says, we need to look at the face of trouble and laugh while pushing and believing for victory. We are in a revival that will never end. I might have a few bruises but I will keep running. Yes I'm naive but God made me naive. I trust in Him. If I was not naive I would be fearful and fear chokes me and makes me immobile. I pray for wisdom every day.

I feel like I am laboring now with this promise of the city. My heart is now despirate to go and move into the city as I fall in love with everyone on the streets, rich and poor, lovely and unlovely. Despiration moves the heart of God. It's all for Him, it's all for Him. It's coming, I can feel it. The anticipation and expectation is building.

I will joyfully continue to be naive and dream my young girl dreams. That's how stuff happens in the Kingdom.

The homeless finding a home in my heart.

"for I was hungry and you gave me food; I was thirsty and you gave me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in;I was naked and you clothed me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me." Matthew 25:35-36

She wore a Giant bag on her hair and another over each of her feet. Her layered clothes, missing tooth, big eyes, and rough sarcasm were there to meet me on Willow street in Harrisburg tonight. Her name is Mrs. Johnson. She was one of the many who we visited tonight with Bethesda's Mobile Ministry. Blankets, hoodies, socks, and jackets were given out as needed. The coffee was hot, powered creamer to follow, and hot water was used to make the ramen noodles to give out as hot soup. Lunch bags of goodies filled their arms and bottled water was a treat.

The seventy year old woman swears she's married to Mr. Johnson, yes the former president, as she then changes to says she is Laura Bush. Even talking to the other homeless, it seems some just lose their minds in the twisted world of poverty. Another younger girl about my age is on her 6th child and the kids are living with their daddies. Her one child's name is Emily and cannot remember how she spells her name until she lifts up her arm where a pooh-bear has her child's name written on it. How can you heart not break. Love looks like something. Mrs. Johnson was on her third cup of coffee and a big smile when we left her.

"Thank you Lord," continued to come out of Larry's joyful yet broken heart. His bearded face, loss of hearing, runny nose, and stained jacket were evidence to him being on the street for quite a long time. He played the most beautiful Christmas songs on the harmonica as he says God really likes it as he says it does something special for him inside. As Larry began to tell me his story my heart wanted to whale yet there was so much joy that came out that it was could only be expressed in laughs and love. He began to cry and told me he does not think he's going to make it. The cold was pressing in my lungs and the rain turned to ice as it hit the ground. When he cannot hear what I say he says, "Yeah, the Lord is shining down on us." We were sent off by an oldies song passionately sung by Larry that night.

I struggle to understand why all this happens. I can take a spiritual and economical stand on why people are homeless but why are they still homeless? What about Larry who loves Jesus yet he's been on the streets for over 15 years? God do you remember him? Of course He does but I still struggle to understand poverty and why it seems that most of the world is cursed with living without the bare essentials. Then again, who are they serving? I don't know. Tonight was the first time I saw the US in a fragile state; a state that is so contradictory to what we stand for, freedom. How many are locked into bondages of running in circles and dieing from it? Is this truly the land of the free and home of the brave? Oh God heal our land! I knew in my head the needs and desperation of our nation but tonight now I know know it in my heart.

In the bitter cold Larry warmed my heart. Look where he is yet he is still thanking Jesus. I can be honest and say I don't know how strong I could be to thank you for that many years and still be on the streets. Challenging. I felt like I was in Mozambique again, a feeling that I have longed for since leaving. I was alive again! I was created to love the poor and the poor I will love. This is who I am. The greatest thing is that despite the darkness which is engulfing the lives of many, "the Lord is still shining down on us."

Restoring the vision

I don't know why it's been so difficult to pick myself up from this house that I had the door shut in my face on. My dear friend Jonathan sent amazing encouragement and prophecy about the house. I wanted to share it and agree with it.

"Some houses even to come may SEEM like the right one, but know that when God says, "This is My house which I have given to you to take care of and to make a dwelling place for the lost," It will be more obvious than you can even imagine. And I pray now, and prophecy now, that you will KNOW without doubt whatsoever that it will be the house for you because when you walk into the front door of the House the Lord has in store, His Spirit will flood your heart and you will literally be brought to your knees because His glory will fill the house so much that He will say to those present at the time, "You are on Holy ground!" "

My girlfriend Sharon adds, "God is able to give you much more than this!"

I recieve and believe it Lord! Like I said before, the only words I heard from Jesus was, "Keep dreaming." So I am. I am claiming everything that I saw in the house which is no more, for the house which is to come. My house in Harrisburg will have all this and more :)

1. Allison Hill area

2. Four plus bedrooms

3. At least 1.5 baths

4. Offstreet parking

5. Move in condition

6. Large kitchen

7. Large family room

8. Visable place from the street for a BBQ for outreach

9. Security system

10. Areas outside to dance and worship

11. Under 90K

12. Washer and dryer

13. Hook up for central air

14. Resting place as it will carry the glory of the Lord.

There ya have it Jesus. I believe you want to restore all and more that was lost. That's who you are, love, and that's all you are about. I thank you for that.

The painting above is by Lorraine Stiefenhofer called "Dreaming in Utero."
This image is a copyrighted work of Lorraine Stiefenhofer © 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008
Inscape Art

Miscarrying a house

"Hope deferred makes the heart sick, But when the desire comes, it is a tree of life."

Proverbs 13:12

My heart and vision was in a house on 13th street. Everything seemed perfect. Then I lost it. Another buyer gave a cash offer with no contingencies. I feel like the rug has been pulled from underneath me. What happened? Is this a time to rise and stand and say "No that's mine and I'm fighting for it," or "God has something way better," which I can't imagine but need to believe. It's really hard.

I know those who grow strong are those who wait on the Lord. I want to be strong. I look at David's life as he was appointed by Samuel to be king 10-13 years before he actually became king. And during that time, look at all the battles he had. It was character building. That's what I believe this is. I have faith that this place could still be mine but if it's not I have faith that there is a better one. I should make a list of what I want in a house.

It's been difficult looking as I face compromise all the time. This one little 17103 zip code I'm looking in there are like zero houses that I would remotely be interested in buying. Why not just move to 4th street and buy a beautiful house for the same price yet with marble top counters, stainless steel appliances, hardwood floors, central air, a beautiful little porch out front? I'm reminded that is where the poor are not.

It's a struggle, but despite what everyone tells me at school and even some friends, I will not compromise. I can't. It's the Kingdom. Wow, if we only knew the repercussions of bad decisions now we would not do them. I need to be with the poor. The drunks, the drug dealers, the condemned houses, and the lost. That's where my heart is. I have only heard one thing from God with all of this, "Keep dreaming." So I'm going to keep dreaming. Maybe I wasn't dreaming big enough and settled with the house, I don't know.

All I can do is enter back into His rest.

A spoon full of humbleness.

" And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love."

1 Corinthians 13:13

God has been humbling my heart greatly and putting my heart back in place with Him once again. It frustrates me when I think I can do things without Him; it's pride. Some of the most popular scripture in the Bible has been resurrected to its true beauty in my heart. I'm so useless and hopeless without Jesus Christ. I can preach the gospel, save multitudes, heal the sick, cast out devils and prophesy, but if I have not love I am nothing. Nothing. That humbles my heart greatly. I can remember being in Mozambique always looking for the miracles when Jesus said "Love will heal this boy." Love is what moves the heart of God. Read these scriptures and I pray you have a greater revelation of Love.

"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails..." 1 Cor 13:1-8

That's enough to wreck me for a while. A friend sent me a YouTube video with Graham Cook speaking and I have watched it countless times. I need to because I cannot seem to grasp the fullness of the Father's love for me. God loves us 100% now. Even if we do not become better he will still love us 100%. His love never changes. There's nothing we can do to make God love us more, and nothing we can do to make Him love us less. We can't earn God's love. God says, you can only love Me as much as you love yourself. Oh God I need to be set free from how I see myself. If only, if only I would accept every day that I am His beloved, His bride, His perfect one. Oh brothers and sister we must rejoice!

Love. Love. Love. Love is who God is. I want to be love. Love like the Father loves. We can have faith to move mountains, hope to change the world, but the greatest is to love. I want to love outrageously like Daddy does. I think I'm getting a little better each year. I find that when I know His love the most and feel loved I love all in return. God is love. It's great to have love humble my heart.

Here is the YouTube video from Graham Cook.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEisSxR2cps

The Vision of the Harrisburg Revival.

"...in the presence of Him whom he believed-God, who gives life to the dead and calls those thing which do not exist as through they did." Romans 4:17

It needs to be written. The Vision of the Harrisburg Revival.

God keeps telling me to dream, dream, dream. Do you see it? We must see it to believe it. Seeing is believing. It's hard to pray and believe something you don't see. So see it. Believe it. Receive it. It is yours. It is Ours. "The earth is the Lord's and all its fullness, the world and those who dwell in it." Psalm 24:1

God has somehow trusted me with His heart like I have never experienced before. The more I talk about the dream the more I believe it. I prophesy the dream and speak His Kingdom into existence in Harrisburg. Just as God spoke the earth into existence, I speak this revival, the house, the ministry, and changed lives into this city. We are co-labors with Christ. This is what we see together...

A house in the desperate parts of the city. This is a house of Obed-Edom, a house of glory where those in a certain radius are touched by Jesus, just like when Obed-Edom kept the arc of the covenant in his house. I see a house church in this home. One with many colors and ages being discipled, bringing in the harvest. I see dinners being made for many, cookouts, His kingdom being easy, effortless. I see a new international ministry being birthed out of this house. A name I have been given yet it is not the time for it to be released. A house of fellowship, a house of redemption, salvation, and love.

Today as I was meditating on the vision I tried to dream more but I could not. This is as far as I can dream yet still believe. I said, God, now what? He said, now you have to get your butt into the city.

It's funny because reality is so different from God. That's why heaven wants to invade earth. We are the beautiful vessels that make that connection because the Holy Spirit indwells, in us Praise the Lord. I can tell you that the reality is I have little money in the bank, not even enough to cover closing costs, thousands of dollars still in college debt, have barely ever run even a bible study, and I am still in the Hummelstown apartment waiting for the release. All I can do it laugh because God is so funny and you know He's going to do it.

I look back at the many things that needed to be done before leaving for Mozambique... find a job, possibly move, roommate, raise thousands, pack up a classroom and leave the next day after the kiddos were out of school. God is SO BIG!

Our biggest dream is so little to Jesus. Whatever we can come up with, He has something ten times bigger in store.

God says... Take your place!

So many times we wait on God but He is waiting on us! Didn't Jesus say this in the great and glorious commission...

"And He said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the gospel to every creature. He who believes and is baptized will be saved; but he who does not believe will be condemned. And these signs will follow those who believe: In My name they will cast out demons; they will speak with new tongues; they will take up serpents; and if they drink anything deadly, it will by no means hurt them; they will lay hands on the sick, and they will recover.” " Mark 16:15-18

The first word I'm stuck on is "Go." Hehehe Go. Yes, there is a time and season for everything and we need to pray if the doors are open or closed. But think about Paul, he went and when the door was closed he didn't stop moving, he just turned somewhere else until we saw the door remained open. God we have to move our feet, whether it's in the work place, the grocery store, the streets, or the nations, we have go GO!


Revival is already happening in Harrisburg, I can feel it already. I am house hunting and I know God wants me to be in a strategic location for ministry. I covet your prayers for wisdom, finances, faith, and greater revelation of God's heart. Thank you so much and I will keep you all posted.

Faith like a child.

"Then God blessed them, and God said to them, 'Be fruitful and multiply; fill the earth and subdue it; have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over every living thing that moves on the earth.'" Genesis 1:28

I had a dream last night where I saw the largest monarch butterfly in the brush. As I looked at it I told it come to me without using words. In a moment I was challenged with my faith. How can I command a butterfly to come to me? Faith like a child.

When we are young we know we will be provided for. When we are hungry we put out our hand and there is food. When we are sick, we put out our hand and there is medicine. When it is our birthday, we put out our hand and there are gifts and cake. We expect it. Our Daddy takes care of us. We dream of being a doctor, finding the cure for AIDs, or even being the first female president when we grow up. We dream we could fly. Some how these dreams get lost in the entanglement of growing up.

I put out my hand and the butterfly came. It landed and it was now a morpho butterfly. Over a foot long in wing span it crawed all over me and just played. I admired the Lords beauty and thanked the Lord with joy. Faith like a child.

Home sweet home of my own in Harrisburg

"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see"

Hebrews 11:1

The day after I posted about the possibly of moving to Harrisburg, God gave me a lot of peace that this is what I was to do. I feel I'm on a sliding board with Jesus. Nothing seems real stressful, almost fun, just going with the wind, moving with His Spirit, there's a rest that is indescribable. Just hang on and have fun.

The day before I was going to mail my two month notice to my landlord God placed it on my heart to buy a house in Harrisburg. I was coming home from the Lifehouse concert on Sunday from Lancaster when this crazy feeling came over me. My response was, "God what is this?!" Is this me or you? I gave it to the Lord and really have continued to be totally neutral about it. Actually, it would be a lot easier to just rent than to buy. Thousands of dollars, year after year, have gone down the flusher as a result of renting. I never liked renting, but it just seemed the way it needed to be. I don't have money for a house yet having renters would help pay for the mortgage. Whenever God places some crazy shunanagan on my heart I search it out and be sure my desires don't get in the way. So what about India? Why buy and be committed to a mortgage when I'm supposed to be out to the nations? Yeah I hear ya, but not yet. Harrisburg is a crucial part in developing me into a prophetic revivalist to the nations. I mean I need to be able to do this in my own land before another. There's so much I still need to learn. Teach me Lord! Anyway, I feel I'm trying to justify right now that God is telling me to buy a house so I'll stop and just get it out...

GOD WANTS ME TO BUY A HOUSE IN HARRISBURG CITY!

Ha ha. Okay I feel better now. Tuesday morning I'm praying, coming before Jesus with a silent heart and ready to hear. I saw myself leaning again my white porch on the front deck of my row home in the city with the overwhelming feeling of, 'yeah this is my house, a house of glory.' I asked the Lord, 'is this mine?' Then I started weeping because I knew it was true. I said, 'God why are you so good to me?' And he said, 'because you obey me.' Obey, obey? Me? I don't see myself as a radically obedient person but there is a peace and ease with obedience when you are dwelling in the heart of God. There's a priceless trust and no matter what the obstacles look like you know it's going to work out, because you are in Him and He is in you. Jesus.

This home in Harrisburg city will be a house of Obed-Edom. A house where the walls breath Holy Spirit. The mere presence and glory of God will dwell in the house of those who adore Him and worship Him for His goodness.

I know timing and location are crucial. I don't want the pretty part of Harrisburg or the very dangerous but I want a location where it's well... how do I say this... I can help those in darkness. God, you are commissioning me to be that light in the darkness. Moving into darkness. Oh Jesus.

I started at Center For Champions in Harrisburg city this Tuesday. It's a ministry birthed out of Life Center and is really well established. It's an after school inner city ministry program that takes kids from broken homes, single family parents, all that and loves them, teaches and tutors them. I was nervous my first time but just loving the kids reassuring that this is where I am supposed to be. All but maybe two kiddos are african american or hispanic and i love it because i totally don't fit in. Who they are and what they experience are totally different than who i am and what I know. Love and despiration is what we have in common and the need for our Savior.

So I'll go down that sliding board with the wind in my hair and laugh. As Rolland Baker says, "God's in a better mood than what we think," as he laughs for the next hour straight. God is fun, God is playful, God loves His little children.

So there, now I've released some wildness of Jesus on the net. Please pray for wisdom in the mortgage smorgage stuff and buying a home, the location, and timing as well. Thank you so much for staying next to me in prayer and supporting me in this crucial move so revival will be released into the nations.

Eagle's heart

As I was driving to Megan's surprise party in Lancaster I saw a beautiful eagle soar in the sky. Seeing this animal soar always captures my heart. It's so beautiful and there is no work or flapping of it's wings to put on a spectacular show. This is how I want to be. To get to a place of trust in God where I can rest in His trust and operate freely in His glory.

My eyes then shifted to see a fat little bird with little wings never stopping to flap its wings. It always had to flap to stay up, uhhhhh that seems tiring! Is it even worth it to use all that energy to fly? I asked the Lord what makes this silly bird different from the eagle that can soar so long without a single movement of his wings. God said the other bird's head is bigger than its heart. Those pure in heart will see God.

So many times we can fill our minds with things from this world, even crapity biblical theology, or even know how we should walk with the Lord but it stays in our brains. There's a vital connection between the brain and the heart that needs to happen in order to soar. Yeah, okay, I know scripture (kind of) but it's meaningless unless it goes to my heart. I think we can all quote Deuteronomy 6:5, "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength." Right now the scripture is more in my head then my heart. I'm flying but flapping a little, yet sometimes I soar a little. I want that holy collision between my head and my heart so I can soar in the glory of my Jesus.

When I got to the party Erica began writing on cups with our name followed by another name. For example, Megan the Majestic. My cup read, "Emilie the Eagle heart." I then told Erica what God revealed to me on my ride there. God loves to tickle me.

Lancaster Prophecy Being Second.

"Surely the Lord God does nothing, unless He reveals His secret to His servants the prophets." Amos 3.7

I was praying this week and thinking about the prophecy God gave me to proclaim to Lancaster county. In short I saw God shaking the entire county and those buildings falling and crumbling did not have a strong foundation but those that remained stayed strong through the trials and were a fearless generation after the heart of God. I received a the Elijah List prophecy from Matt Sorger entitled "There is a shaking happening across the corporate body of Christ." Here is an excerpt.

"The Lord spoke to me and said, "Matt, tell My people not to be shaken by the shaking that's coming." If there is a faulty foundation, it will be shaken, corporately and individually. If there is something not built by the Spirit of God, it will be shaken down to its foundations. Another time, the Lord spoke to me during a meeting in Texas and said, "It's time to restrengthen the foundations." "

God has told me He has called me to be a prophet to the nations. A prophet of what is to come, a prophet to encourage, to tear down and build up, and most importantly to be a deliverer of the Father's heart, a lover.

Thought on moving into the city of Harrisburg

As I was crossing the river today I started to weep as I passed the city on my right. "I'm coming Harrisburg, I'm coming!" I said behind my tears. At Holy Given the Lord placed it on my heart to move into the city. If God is going to bring revival to the city by using little me then I want to be in the middle of it! I want to absorb their culture, the people, the food, the air, and everything about the burg. What does the Gospel look like in Harrisburg anyway?

This past week was the first time moving to Harrisburg was moving in my spirit again since Holy Given. It came up four times in one week. Oh God. I feel I have to go, my heart hurts for it. I'm sure it's God's longing for His people to know His heart.

It probably seems crazy to many. I have a perfectly safe, nice, comfortable Hummelstown apartment that is a mere five minutes from work. Why move? It's a longing of my heart. I haven't heart God say, "Behold, move to the city," yet I never heard Him say go to Mozambique. I've learned that I don't need to hear the audible voice of God to do something. I feel His heart and see how long it lasts in mine. Yes, it's a big decision. Sometime we wait for God so much that God is really waiting on us to do something. The Suddenlies are still happening, it's the new wave of glory, the heaven on earth.

I've never lived in a city before and kinda grew up in the country areaish on a beautiful two acre wooded lot. I love the silence, it's a part of rest. I begin to dream of what is to come soon. I know I will be living in the city of another nation. If my next step is in Calcutta, India, with Iris Ministries I have to know what it at least means to even live in a city. Just another step in preparation for the harvest to come in. I will watch it come in the city of Harrisburg then the city of the nations. Wow does that sound fun or what?! Oh God there's so much work to do.

I start at Center for Champions tomorrow in the city. It's an inner-city after school program for kids of low-income, single, problem families. God, the poor. This ministry is based out of Life Center so I know it has a good foundation. I'm really excited and feel a peace about this ministry and this door into the city. I pray God would give me a revelation about this city tomorrow, anything God, here I am. I am here for you. I love you.

I am seeking peace about this. Please intercede for me if and when this is supposed to happen. This move is all for you Jesus.

"Now the Lord spoke to Paul in the night by a vision,

'Do not be afraid, but speak, and do not keep silent,

for I am with you, and no one will attack you to hurt you;

for I have many people in this city."'

Acts 18:9-10

If you want to hear my heart for Harrisburg you can check out September archives on the left called "Heart for Harrisburg." Enjoy. Cheers!

My first stadium prophecy

It’s the weekend of prayer for Lancaster County and it was held at Clipper Magazine Stadium. I was wondering what it was going to be like and even if they would know about the Spirit. It was a blessing. I went to the dugout where the intercessors were, where I wasn’t supposed to be. I met Erica and she prayed over me and said I would make connections here and there was a word that needed to go forth. Yeahh okay that’s nice to hear but I don’t feel “in the mood”. The Lord reminded me that I am a prophet to the nations. Okay God well if you want me to speak then you gotta speak to me.

The Lord gave me a vision. I saw Him take His mighty hands under the city, the county, and lift it up. The roots in the dirt were hanging down and there was a shaking. Some tall structures stood and others collapsed. God said he was uprooting and those without a true foundation and that of a false religion would parish. God is destroying so He can build again on a foundation that is incorruptible. Then I saw the people of the existing structures build the ruined church to be strong. God said those who know God will stand and will not be shaken but church, stand firm and see the salvation of the Lord. They will be the ones who rebuild the ruins, block by block. Then He had me prophesy that Lancaster, there is no spot in you. Bride arise, bride arise. You are beautiful in my sight. I am taking the church, the bride higher, yet deeper into His heart. Laid down lovers. There is no spot in you, there is no spot in you.

So somehow I ended up on stage with the mic speaking this forth. There was no time to be afraid. I told God that if He gave me words I would speak. It was beautiful, there was no fear. It was something I was to do. The Lord reminded me of Jeremiah 1:9-10 before speaking.

“Then the Lord put forth His hand and touched my mouth, and the Lord said to me: Behold I have put My words in your mouth. See, I have this day set you over the nations and over the kingdoms, to root out and to pull down, to destroy and to throw down, to build and to plant.”

I was so under the Spirit walking off I was trying not to manifest yet when that word went forth something in the air broke. Then these ladies in dugout became completely wild and your spirit broke forth and the new wine was released. We got so wasted and prayed and prophesied over each other. Oh God. The ladies me and Shannon met were older yet so wise. The young and the old coming together. The ladies had me and Shannon pray for many, many people. Wow by the end I was so tired and poured out! I really need endurance since this is a life style. Thank you Jesus, you have truly blessed me. Thank you for using me, your vessel, your bride.

Unable to count the stars

"...I will multiply your descendant as the stars of heaven, and all this land that I have spoken of I give to your descendants, and they shall inherit it forever." Exodus 32:13

I was just given my grandmother's star sapphire ring the other week. It signifies those promises the Lord has given to me, destiny. Just as God told Abraham this amazing promise, it was huge, too big to be true, yet Sarah was still barren. How hard it must have been to embrace a promise when the current atmosphere reflected nothing of the like. This represents the lives and my children, God's children, those God will use me to come into the kingdom, those that number the stars. The Lord gave me revelation the other day with putting it every day. I knew that a ring symbolized a covenant. This ring is a covenant between me and God and every day when I put it on I accept, believe, and carry the promise of God to bring salvation to nations. Keep looking at the stars and dream.

I had a dream last night. I'm kinda excited I dreamed because I haven't been really dreaming prophetically for the past few months. I know these dreams are now here to stay.

I dreamt I lost my ring. I found it at the bottom of a trash bag and rejoiced as I saw it because it must have slipped off. When I put it on there were two more of the same rings that appeared on my finger, totaling three. The number three has been everywhere in my life. God is telling me that when you dare to dream and have faith for the promise of the one ring I will give you more! Whoa God. I'm picking up my ring and will not doubt and loose it again. I am worthy and qualified to do all that You have put forth before me because Christ is in me, the hope of glory! Multiply, multiply, multiply!

The second half of the dream I am still seeking revelation on. It was snowing and a lot of people were going to the top of the hill. I admired the beautiful snow fall and praised the beauty of God for it as this rest fell upon me. As I was climbing the hill, I was so thankful I was wearing my black healed boots (even though they are not equip for snow) because I was climbing and not slipping. Everyone behind me was so tired from the climb up the hill but I knew that as long as I had my footing everything would be fine. Someone said, do not look down, I did, then I tripped and fell. When I got to the top this school bus was falling down the hill. It was funny and we were all having fun with it. I was attached by my lanyard to the school bus and it dragged me down the hill gently with the icy snow covering. Me and three friends were just laughing and having a great time.

I have some revelation to this but not much. I do struggle sometimes with liking teaching, where last year I did not at all. I know I'm in a new school district and am still fitting in with rules and getting to know all the teachers. School is my ministry now and God please give me a greater heart for it because I just want to go out and change the world now. But the world is in my classroom. The futures of 105 lives plus many teachers I hold in my hands. What a beautiful destiny. Thank you Jesus.