Standing before a congregation in a small church in Wyoming I’m speaking about how the Lord brought me to this town. I hear a woman in the second row emphatically tell her neighbor, “God doesn’t do that!” This lady obviously has a particular size box that she has our Lord and Savior encased in.
So what size box do you have Him in? Is it that we have a particular size box for Him or that we are the ones that has placed our faith in Him in a box?
As a new Christian I found my box of faith was pretty small but the Lord was quick to begin tearing the sides off my box. He began by allowing me to hear His voice in an audible way. “My sheep will know My voice” John 10:27 At first I thought I was mentally ill because I kept hearing, “I love you. I am not like your earthy father.”
Then the visions began. I had a very close friend who was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer. After having a bone marrow transplant that failed she was transported in a very glorious and beautiful way to heaven. By opening my spiritual eyes the Lord allowed me to see my friend jettison to heaven. A beautiful purple light is swirling toward heaven. It races heaven bound followed by a pure white light that’s beside, mingling with, and swirling with the purple light. I know instinctively it’s my friend and I shout, “You go girl! The angels can’t even keep up with you!” I feel her joy. The phone call minutes later from her husband confirmed what I just witnessed.
“Open my eyes so that I will observe amazing things from your instruction.” Ps. 119:18 The Lord has opened my spiritual eyes to many things. A man in our church tries to commit suicide and dies. The Lord shows me this man streaking towards heaven, then standing and talking to Jesus. The only words I hear is, “It isn’t your time.” He’s revived and lives. At the very moment the Lord showed me this was the very moment this man died. It was confirmed by my pastor who was there with the man. I was also allowed to see my beloved husband cross the finish line into glory. (See my post, “Reaching the Finish Line”)
Oh yes, the Lord is opening my box wide. He’s tearing down the preconceived ideas of who He is and what He can and will do. A trip to hell rips the sides off my box big time. (See my post, “Been there-Not going back!”)
Over the years the Lord has taught me much through His Word, through speaking to me, through visions, mental snap shots and experiencing the miraculous. I have seen angels encamped around people. I have seen demonic camps over various churches or cities. Part of my ministry is delivering people from the demonic attachments that the Lord shows me. I have experienced and witnessed His healing, both physical and emotional.
The Lord has no box, we do!
During my healing process from growing up in an abusive home He showed me how my grandfather had dedicated any and all children my father would have to Satan. He walked me through all the prayers of repentance, forgiveness, and severing of those generational ties. I have been in God’s Heavenly court where God deemed me not guilty. (See my post “Taking Care of Legalities-True story.”)
He has shown me how witchcraft, Satan worship, and the generational sins, like attitudes and unbelief, of my past generations has affected me in my life. Sexual abuse was big in my past generations. Children were to be used for whatever perverted pleasures came to the men’s minds. A vision of a small girl being raped in a field. Bloodied and shattered she is left to die as the men walk away laughing. Many times I was left bloody and crying as my Dad walked away.
God has no box! We must be open to whatever He wants to do within us, through us, or for us. If we remain contained with a fixed attitude of what God can do or will not do we have confined ourselves in a box not made of cardboard but of steel.
There are many gifts the Lord has and wants to share with us. We must be willing to be His vessel so that He can let any and all gifts flow through us for whatever occasion or purpose He has. The gifts are His and we are His vessels He uses to enable His purposes to be fulfilled. He isn’t limited, we are – by our boxes.
Allow Him to rip the box you are in wide open and watch what happens.
Read more about how faith and obedience can rip those boxes apart. My true story reveals lessons well learned about God’s faithfulness.
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Blessings to you.
As I walked the path of
Tears filled my eyes.
The Lord spoke
a whisper while I cried.
your pain of
He whispered in my ear.
you are walking
I have walked the same path of suffering (The Way of Sorrow) that Christ did in Israel, when He carried the Cross on His bloodied back. It was not a short path, it took a while to walk. The walls on each side of the path were filled with sharp glass and shards that would cut deep if anyone was to try to escape. I can’t imagine the pain our Lord felt. He was weak, He was a bloody mess. His back and body beaten and that was no small cross that He labored to carry.
We all have had a path of suffering. It may be short or it may be long. Each of us have suffered in some way. It could be the loss of a loved one, a devastating illness, abuse, financial devastation, divorce or any number of things. But remember the Via Delorosa, the path of suffering. Christ walked to His death so that we would be free from the sufferings in this life. He took our pain, “By His stripes we are healed.” (Is. 53:5) He is our peace and our comfort. We never walk those times of suffering alone.
Thank you Lord that you walked to the Cross and not away from it. Without Your willingness to die for us we would be doomed to hell. Thank you that You are always with us and share in our suffering. In Jesus Name, Amen.
Blessings to you.
As I walk through life
I stumble and fall
The Lord sends His angels
to pick me up from afar.
His grace and understanding
suffice in my life
Because He is my strength,
my heart, and my life.
When I stumble and fall
His angels come from afar
To give me support so
I don’t stumble and fall.
If I slip, or I fall
His angels are there
To hand me His love
because they care.
His love is my banister
through life’s staircase
His angels are sent
to lift me again
As I stand on my feet
to praise Him…Amen.
Written by Angie – Angels by Grace – Nov. 1994
Blessings to you.
But false prophets also arose among the people, just as there will be false teachers among you, who will secretly bring in destructive heresies, even denying the Master who bought them, bringing upon themselves swift destruction. (2 Peter 2:1 ESV)
Even in this modern age, we live with an abundant supply of false prophets, false teachers, and recycled heresies. Many in the church believe that God’s Holy Word may be manipulated to appeal to a new generation of people. We have preachers on television who distort the Gospel by appealing to men’s pride and wish for the pleasures of materialism. Truth is abandoned in order to enlarge membership rolls.
R. C. Sproul wrote these lines to discuss heresy in our day:
It seems that the only real and intolerable heresy today is the despicable act of calling someone a heretic. If the one accused is guilty of heresy, he or she…
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