I spent almost 2 years on the road. I went alone to dangerous countries, 3rd world countries, I went to South Africa, India, Southeast Asia being led by God to pastor lost sheep and prophesy over people who needed miracles, people who were broken and lost.
I faced the fear of starvation, having no shelter, being stranded or even the fear of being raped by strangers.
But God’s voice led me and I saw thousands of miracles. I saw God healed backs, I saw people cry and I taught people how to hear God’s voice.
God told a Muslim girl to not be afraid, He told a Buddhist that everything was going to be okay. She said she wanted to believe in Jesus so we prayed in a hostel.
Having faced all those fears of ALL possible dangers, a virus was an inconvenience. Sure, I had my times of paranoia, but most of it was being persecuted by people for going out. My mom would yell at me for going out but I would hear God say “Go out and don’t be afraid”. I had thousands of divine appointments still. I went to the Abbey, I went to the beach, I met people everywhere.
To everyone out there who persecuted me for going out I want to say the blood of Jesus works. He told me to go out every day – I was ministering to people out on the streets. I preached the blood of Jesus to heal. Y’all don’t believe. Now you do. I’ve been out everyday since the covid, been going to beaches, Miami, tj, planes, buses, trains, wherever God led me and I am healthy by his stripes. I hugged people, layed hands on people, prayed for people, I came into contact with more people than most and I kept proclaiming the truth of His finished work.
“But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed.” (Isaiah 53:5)
A lot of Christians don’t give believe Jesus finished the work- so they’ve submitted to fear and the government. By His stripes we are healed- that means in this present state I am healthy and disease is a spirit of infirmity that needs to be rebuked if it attacks.
Last night I talked for an hour and a half with someone who grew up Christian. He found my dating profile on okcupid and we matched. I was reminded of the weightiness of my calling to pastor lost sheep. I was reminded not to get distracted and that even though I felt heart broken over someone who didn’t believe in Jesus, to keep my eyes on God and His promises for me.
He has promised me this-
A life overflowing in abundance
Complete health now.
A husband that will love me with all his heart, someone who loves God
A life full of promises, destiny and dreams. I get to do everything I love with everyone I love.
It’s like you’re constantly wanting to go somewhere else- he said.
I had a dream that I woke up and my mom and aunt were eating in the house. I ate a big piece of fish with quinoa in it. My friend got a Tesla and was moving to goldengate but it was in the middle of nowhere. I told my brother that even though he was very rich, he had to deal with properties getting looted. Even though I was eating in a small studio with my family, with the windows open, I felt content.
I woke up feeling a sense of calm and peace.
I guess this whole year has felt like a struggle since God continued to break open my heart. He kept telling me to tell people how I feel. I kept crying. Everyday almost. He would tell me to tell people how I felt, the walls would come down on a daily basis. Even though I wanted to shut down at times and no longer open my heart, I would choose to trust him.
Some days God would tell me to go to San Diego. San Diego was the relief I needed for my heart. I would meet some divine appointments, look at the ocean and feel my heart quiet down.
I was dating, going on dates, meeting one guy and liking him….but then be disappointed.
He’s not the one. Again, broken hearted. But somehow God used all that to heal me. It sounds strange. Why?
Don’t be afraid to feel your emotions, He’d say.
I was deathly afraid of heart break after my ex.
I told God I would never fall into another relationship if it wasn’t my husband.
But He had me confront the fear of failure (a relationship failing), a fear of love (feeling the pain of love), a fear of rejection.
He’d say “don’t be afraid to fail”.
“Follow your heart”- no matter if he is your husband or not. If you like someone express that to them without fear.
I didn’t understand it because my mentality was “what is the point of telling someone how I feel if I’m just going to be disappointed?”
“What is the point of trying if they won’t reciprocate?”
I would go on these dates, and most of these guys were lost sheep so it was also semi ministry…but some of them, like yesterday’s ended with the guy trying to touch my boob and saying that he wanted to worship my vagina. LOL.
But then somehow the fear in my heart left me, the hardness that I built around my heart because I felt rejected broke off. I just started laughing. He said he wanted to bow to my vagina and lick my pussy.
He started fake crying because I just wanted to be friends and did not want that interaction. He was very passionate and intense with his words. He also said he wanted to “embrace me in my troubles”, which made me cry.
But alas, also not the one. What he taught me was “go after what you want”, whatever it is, without shame.
I met 2 girls in line after that Hinge date. One said she met her fiance on Hinge and another met a guy there too. I told them about my interaction and they laughed. I was grateful and asked if they were Christian and one said she grew up Christian.
What healed me yesterday was this….
As I was crying and talking to the guy, I felt this heaviness on me. I stood up. We went for a walk.
I said that I no longer needed him, a relationship to be fulfilled. I said that when he didn’t want a relationship, I felt unwanted. I felt that no one loved me. In fact, I heard Satan whisper that into my ears.
I knew it was a lie. I knew people did love me, but when it came to someone I loved, it was hard not to think that.
I felt unwanted. That was the single factor in my life that prevented me from truly loving a man. My dad left our family when I was 8 and I didn’t see him for 10 years.
It left a scar in my heart, a deep wound. I became boy crazy. I was always a daddy’s girl. I loved hugging my dad, but now he was no longer there. I could no longer show physical affection to someone I loved.
I didn’t really date until I was 21. Had my first bf when I was 15. I decided to wait until marriage to have sex. But 21 was my entry way to sexuality. This guy I dated gave me oral sex. I never felt something that intense, it felt good. I felt loved because my love language is physical touch. But somehow, I also felt used. 23-26 I dated a guy for 2.5 years. I felt like a slave in someway. I wasn’t my own. I lost myself. I still waited to have intercourse.
He said that he liked that I was waiting because somehow I was “his” only.
Someone wanting me felt good, I felt wanted in the moment but after I felt used.
I was grateful that God’s grace compelled me to say no to actual intercourse.
I knew that God wanted to protect my heart. That is why I was waiting until marriage to have sex, not out of legalism or law, but because my heart was deeply connected with God. I have trusted God my whole life and I saw how He healed me of my daddy wounds, led me to 14 countries with little to no money while I prophesied to people who helped me.
Going back to my walk with the guy, I said that I needed to feel wanted and when he rejected me, I felt death. I literally felt like I wanted to die. I felt no love in my heart and felt totally numb. But when he came back to show me brotherly love, I realized that we would always be friends and that was okay with me.
I didn’t need to feel wanted physically. I didn’t need a relationship. That spirit of rejection left me immediately.
I now realize why getting physical with a guy is so detrimental.
I really just want companionship. I want to feel loved. But the truth is I want to be understood more than anything else. I want quality time with people. I want those moments with a men that is innocent. We went to a boba shop and saw a cute little girl with his dad. They ate ice cream together, it was simple and loving.
In my past experience I often felt like men just wanted my body. I would refuse and of course they would feel rejected.
One guy said that he has never hung out with a girl he was attracted to without sleeping with her at the end. He grew up Mormon but no longer prescribed by the religion. I was really just there as a friend and confidante.
When we no longer need something from someone, and can simply enjoy who they are, it’s settling.
I also met someone who was waiting. He said that he didn’t understand how people could sleep around without having feelings for people.
I told him that he should be proud of himself and not to give into peer pressure.
I realize that I can freely care about someone without this fear that they would think I’m too much. I can freely express love without fear that they would be bothered by me. When the guy said that he didn’t want a relationship, I was afraid to make mistakes. I was afraid to care about him.
I was afraid to reach out but I realize there is no reason to be afraid.
I freely continued to express love to him.
I no longer needed reciprocation because I was free of needing anything in return. He reciprocated love like a brother, not as a romantic partner. I was no longer afraid of his rejection. I allowed my heart to feel what it felt and freely expressed it without holding back.
He kept telling me that we were just friends, I said I understood, but needed to continue expressing how I felt in freedom.
And somehow it freed me.
I no longer needed romantic love. It was like going back to my youth.
My brother stopped talking to me years ago and it broke my heart. He was my best friend growing up, we talked all the time. I would tell him everything.
Now God was restoring my heart from that loss and bringing men into my life that could care for me like a father or brother. And that needed to be the basis.
Our hearts want what it wants. But I no longer need you to be fulfilled. I know that you love me as a friend and I’m okay with that. I don’t need to own you to love you. I can love freely now.
I can love without fear. And strangely that attachment broke off. I no longer NEED a certain type of reciprocation, I can be loved as I am.
I want a guy who asks me how my day was? What my hopes and dreams are? How am I feeling?
A man, not a boy. A man who cares about me, not just his ego. A man who wants to take care of me, make me feel loved. He is not egotistical, self-centered. He is able to be vulnerable and emotional. He is in touch with his emotions and know what he is feeling. He can feel his heart.
“How are you doing?” not just “what did you eat for dinner?”
And he listens, not just talks.
So many guys talk, they go on long monologues about things I’m not interested in. I want a guy to say “I love you, and you’re the only one I want to be with”. I’m the only love interest in his life, not another girl, another pretty face.
He sees my value and my worth. He sees that I am more than anything he owns on this earth, more than gold or dollar signs.
He is willing to die for me and show that he cares, by listening, by talking, by conversing. He puts emotional connection first, not physical connection. Because without emotional connection, nothing else matters.
I want a man, not a boy. A man is not afraid of tears, he is in touch with his emotions even if he seems weak in peoples’ eyes. His vulnerability is his strength, he is willing to admit when he is sad or angry. He is willing to admit he feels jealous. But he won’t control, he will communicate his fears.
Are you willing to be vulnerable enough to admit that –
You miss someone
You don’t want to seem like a fool but here’s all of your emotions
Be honest and tell someone how you actually feel
Over the last few months God has taught me so much about what I want and how to be honest with people I meet, at any cost. This means that I have told my truth even though it may have hurt someone.
I want to be –
I have met plenty of self- centered men that only like me for my beauty or for how I make them feel.
The truth is – they should be interested in your dreams too, they should support you in what you want to do.
A man who supports your dreams should ask you this-
How can I help?
How do you need to be loved?
How can I make you feel secure?
and they communicate their emotions to you. They don’t run away from confrontation, they meet you half way. They show up.
When I was young, I was taught that God will just bring your husband.
You just had to sit there and wait.
But what God has taught me in the last few years is that when you have triggers and issues related to men (for me) since I did not grow up with my dad and had many fears about marriage— God will graciously bring what you need to heal those wounds.
God has brought me many divine appointments to show me that there are good men out there. He has taught me how to communicate and relate to a male. He has shown me why some males have trouble communicating their emotions and what they struggle with.
Here were my fears –
That someone will disappear and walk away (a fear of loss).
I felt that people didn’t care about me, and instead of conveying how they felt….they disappeared (again).
That if I got emotionally close to someone and it was a male, they had to be my future husband….because if I got close to someone who wasn’t my husband then well, they’d end up liking me or vice versa…and that was ultimately bad…since you would have to separate from each other. So better not to take the chance. And also because I had a close guy friend that I thought liked me, but ultimately got a girlfriend (so I read the cues wrong but God protected me).
What I have learned to do in the last years-
Tell a guy if I liked him or was attracted to him. Be vulnerable and tell him how I felt even if he did not like me back. This has helped me to overcome any fear of rejection.
Tell a guy if he was not my future husband and brace the reactions, even if it was bad.
Tell the truth at all times.
So I think churches don’t teach that stuff at all.
Churches teach “avoid” at all costs. They don’t teach honesty. They don’t teach people how to confront issues and bring up the issue. What I learned from church was “just avoid dating. Only date the guy if he’s going to be your husband”.
Dating is really about getting to know a person. If after a date, or a coffee date….he is not what you’re looking for, it’s okay to tell the truth and move on! Perhaps a lot of people are scared to date because they’re scared of rejection or getting their heart broken.
Dating isn’t about avoiding the truth, it’s about telling the truth! Some people are scared to date because they’re scared to hurt someone….so they just disappear or ghost and there are a lot of unresolved issues because of that.
I’ve seen that the more honest and direct you are, the better.
Some people settle because they think “this is good enough”.
But you deserve the BEST!
So why not put yourself out there. It’s not about getting it right. It’s about living in freedom and expressing love.
I have told plenty of people that they are attractive or that they are kind and loving. I have told people that they are amazing. Why not? And I’ve been vulnerable too, and I’ve been hurt. But why live with fear?
We all need love but when we have been hurt we don’t want to open up again.
Love needs to invade the walls of self protection and when unveiled, we feel vulnerable and open to pain or attack.
Sure it hurts. But then we rise again.
Recently a situation with a guy I met helped me see that my heart was shut down because my dad doesn’t talk to me. I’ll open my heart to connect but then suddenly it’s like he doesn’t care anymore. It’s like I don’t exist. I had to reach out to the guy to understand why he didn’t text or call me. We had to communicate. A part of me thought what’s the point, we are not going to be together. But it really did help, I didn’t feel ignored and I felt loved to hear truth.
I grew up feeling emotionally shut down, sometimes depressed. I thought God was ignoring me. I wouldn’t let people in and when I did, it hurt and sometimes when I told the truth, most people left.
The truth was too much for them. They wanted me to be silent. They wanted me to fit in. They wanted me to be what they expected of me. They liked me when I didn’t speak up, when I conformed.
They attacked me for being different.
I was attacked my whole life for standing out, so I shut down and people pleased.
Then when God told me to speak up, I lost friends, I got persecuted, I was rejected, I was judged.
I lost everything that was false. I sold everything to follow Jesus. I got rid of my car and my apartment. Everything was a facade of success. I was struggling to pay my bills, I was broken inside. When I did that people criticized me. They didn’t understand I was being set free from what bond me.
I had only experienced conditional love. The type of love that loves you only when you conform and fit in. The type of love that only loves you when you listen to them.
That was the bondage, the spirit of lack.
I never experienced being loved for who I am.
And now as I’m coming out of hiding, I tell my complete truth, I need help, I’m not perfect.
I want to be loved for who I am, not the perfect me, the me now. Enough in God’s eyes, whole in God’s eyes.
Oh how the Lord broke through my heart today. The wonderful ways He breaks through my heart. I’ve been frustrated with people lately because I think people are going overboard with the virus issue, but DO YOU WANT TO HEAR ABOUT MY DAY?
I had a dream that a man was telling me to go to far away places. He drew out a map and I saw a motorcycle in the dream. Acceleration. I was sitting in a jacuzzi and I was in Hawaii. I realize I did want to go to far away places. I saw a blue door.
When I woke up around 8:30 am I heard “go now”. I was doubting His voice, but I started getting ready. There was a game show interview but I heard “change it to tomorrow”.
“GO NOW”, again I heard. I started to get dressed and heard “wear pants, you’re going to run”.
I started running after the bus. Immediately “talk to the driver”. He turned out to be Catholic and never grew up with his dad. He didn’t even know if he was alive. I shared my story with him, I could feel something in my heart. He offered me pork rinds.
I get off. Walk around, get on the next bus, more men. This time a deaf guy asks for my number.
I go to El Pollo Loco and I’m eating at the counter and am told not to, so then I hear them saying “china”. I’m hurt because I feel like they are making fun of me regarding the virus.
I call my friend. But I hear “ask for help”. I do, I try to call everyone I know. One replies. A guy I met at the Abbey. I tell him what happened and start crying.
I go back to El Pollo and confront them. She said they weren’t making fun of me, they were just talking about my backpack. She apologizes, I feel better. I remember how this Mexican guy yelled at me during the Sars epidemic and told me to put on a mask.
I walk to the bus stop and meet a guy. He is muslim, I tell him about Jesus. We talk throughout the whole bus ride. He wants to be my boyfriend but I tell him my husband needs to be Christian. I tell him he needs to go see his parents and he said his parents have already offered him a plane ride but if he believes in Jesus, his parents may kill him.
I feel weird, I feel something in my heart. I feel heat rise up to my face.
I take another bus back to Pasadena. I’m talking to another bus driver, a male again. I go to Target as God has been putting on my heart to get a bike. A guy helps me, and then another guy comes. Immediately I am drawn to him. He says he grew up Catholic and I share my faith with him.
I remember my first boyfriend was white and Mexican too.
I buy popcorn chicken. The lady tells me she remembers me….I was talking to the Christian lady that worked there last time.
I get on another bus and immediately see a guy with a thug life hat. He’s a lost sheep I know this. He is hard of hearing. We talk and I offer him chicken. He says he is really hungry and going to work so I give him food, a lot of food. He tells me he has never had a girlfriend (or in a long time) and we are sitting together, I tell him I do ministry. We are trying our best to communicate. He says he is Catholic too, Mexican as well. Basically everyone I met today was Mexican.
I lay hands on his ears, I’m not afraid of the virus. I’m more concerned about healing him. That’s what I do. Jesus is not afraid of people. He heals the sick.
I get off and hear “downey”, I was hearing it all day. Well, it’s late. I intend to go home because it is safe, but I walk past the local laundry mat and see a girl. I tell her I’m a Christian and she says me too! I ask for her info but she declines. She tells me she forgot her laundry yesterday and came back to get it.
God tells me to walk her home but she declines. She says “I don’t make friends, I keep things professional”. I ask “are you scared of people?” She says “yes”.
I walk home but feel no peace. God am I hearing right? Am I doing too much? I mean I’ve talked to a lot of people today.
But yes, I follow the prompting (leave my house) and I go to the bus stop. It will take 3 buses to get there but I hear “ask for help” after I get off 260 S. Previously the Lord told me to call a guy friend and he says “you won’t believe what just happened, a girl just asked me for a ride and to buy her food”.
I get off the bus…I’m scared, sure. I spot a white truck and a man eating alone.
“Hi, I’m Christian and God told me to ask for help, can I have a ride to Downey? I am a prophet and I hear God’s voice”.
Conversation ensues and he buys me food. We start going towards home but I hear Downey again so I tell him to turn around. He tells me his daughter and him have cancer. He tells me he went through a similar issue as my dad. I start crying, big big tears. He tells me his dad left them too, 8 kids.
I’m crying and I can’t stop. This is what God wanted, a breakthrough in my heart. Because I was praying for people to be delivered of the deaf and mute spirit. I felt muted, emotionally. I felt an emotional breakthrough.
But now, heat was rising up my throat and to my face, circulation was happening. Something spiritual. I felt loved. My face felt hot.
I prayed over him and told him HE WAS NOT A SINNER because JESUS MADE HIM WHOLE. I TOLD HIM TO RECITE “I am the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus, there is no condemnation for those in Christ Jesus”. He had done enough for his daughter, he was enough.
It reminded me that I needed to see my dad that way even if he didn’t raise me. That I needed to release him from hatred.
The man called an uber for me. I hugged him. He was healed too. He said he isn’t as close to his daughter anymore but he wanted to be closer to her.
A Vietnamese man picks me up. He is married. God tells me to tell him “I love you”. I say “Jesus tells you He loves you”. God tells me to give him $1. He is Buddhist. He says in America people love Jesus more. He is elated with $1. But there is significance. Whatever you give to, you will reap.
You will get married, God says. Whatever or whoever you give to, you will reap. If you are giving to someone who has breakthroughs and freedom in their life, you will reap it. If you give to someone who has a big calling and purpose on their life, you have the same. If a musician gives to you, you’re a musician. So forth, I’ve found God does this prophetically. He will often ask me to give or ask for donations depending on the situation of what needs to happen in peoples’ hearts.
My life is crazy on so many levels but I see the fruit before the seed even hits the ground.
GOD SHAKES ME on so many levels. He heals me on SO MANY LEVELS.
Maybe some people are afraid of the virus, but I see that GOD REALLY HAS NOT GIVEN ME A SPIRIT OF FEAR BUT OF A SOUND MIND! AND HEALING, WHOLENESS, RESTORATION.
GOD IS GOOD! When I get home, my musician guy friend has given a donation. I see the double portion of fruit bearing. If you open your heart, you will receive in love and provision. If you ask, you will receive.
Sow a seed to this ministry. You will surely be rewarded! God bless you!
Your heart is a muscle that needs to be exercised.
I woke up feeling tense and scared of people, I felt condemned and had to make a prayer video. You are righteous because of His sacrifice.
And then I had to take risks ALL DAY!
I was out from 11am to 10pm.
There were times I was like “no”, but most of the time I said “yes”.
What does it look like to say yes to God.
To do things that scare you.
I prophesied over strangers and told people about what I do. I asked for donations, I asked for rides from strangers. They all turned out to be lost sheep, divine appointments.
I was sitting at a bus stop and God told me to ask for a ride.
I asked a few guys, and all of them said no. They looked hesitant, didn’t want to take a risk of picking up a stranger. I didn’t say I was a prophet, I just did it.
I was getting discouraged and then suddenly a man I asked before came back. He had dropped off his work truck and came back. He had a picture of his daughter. He was Catholic, yes, of course. This man will be blessed for saying yes. We talked for awhile and a part of me just wanted to go home.
“God isn’t this enough?” I looked out the window and most of the shops were closed except for a few boba shops. It was enough to get me out the door. I thanked him and blessed him.
It wasn’t about me doing more, it was me learning to put my heart out there, no matter the risk or the consequences. Because yesterday I took a risk and asked a neighbor I just met to take me home and his stepmom kept calling him. I felt this fear rise up in my heart, I felt responsible for him getting in trouble. But God said “no you didn’t do anything wrong”. I take risks everyday, talking to strangers is not always easy. Praying for the demonically oppressed guy was not easy too, it freaked me out a little, but love is big, love never fails.
It’s about God opening your heart, and not letting SATAN have a foothold in your heart, not having a stronghold of fear in your heart (which builds as you allow yourself to submit to it).
It’s not about being right, but living in freedom and knowing no matter how people respond, you are a child of God and worthy of God’s love. You are a child of God, you are not afraid of living in freedom. This means you freely put yourself out there, you’re not afraid of the risk of rejection or judgement.
One of the only restaurants opened in Pasadena. I got to prophesy to her.
At the end of the day, I felt led to go to Popeyes and the guy gave me a free drink. I yelled “I love you”.
So yes, love requires lots of risk and it may look different for everyone but what I’ve learned is, God’s goal is to set you free to live in freedom, He wants you to be free of any fear that may hinder you from experiencing love.
Yes, maybe there were very little people on the buses and on the streets but God still led me to my divine appointments. My life is so much richer because of God.
I meet men who say they are afraid to put themselves out there to date again because of past hurts, I meet women who say the same. But so what, you have to just keep putting yourself out there, when it is the right time, the right person will come.
Sow a seed to this ministry. You will surely be rewarded! God bless you!
1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing. 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, 3 he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. 4 Even though I walk through the darkest valley,[a] I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. 6 Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
THIS MORNING I FELT LED TO MAKE THIS VIDEO around 7am.
Today I met two specific people that I want to talk about. This man’s parents died and left an inheritance, but will not allow him to have it until he gets married. He said that when he was young, he gave $300 to his friend and his parents yelled at him for it, said he was irresponsible. So they passed away and would not give him his inheritance. So he was eating a sandwich out of a plastic bag and had these broken bags.
I PRAYED TO BREAK OFF THE SPIRIT OF LACK AND SAID THAT HE DID NOT NEED HIS PARENTS’ MONEY NOR A WIFE, that he was NOT LACKING in anyway, that when God sees HIM HE ONLY SEES JESUS!
GRACE will enable him to see his worth.
He asked me “I have to read the bible to stay away from sin right?” I said “God has already cleaned you of all sin, you have no sin in you”.
I heard “rest in me, don’t strive”.
And then He will live out of overflow, not out of a place of feeling like he was not doing right or not doing enough. He was on his way to see a friend who constantly yelled at him, he even drew a card to apologize.
But I heard “YOU ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR HER HAPPINESS”.
Then on the way to Glendale (which is what I heard the Lord told me to go to)….I went to eat, then went into the bathroom of Capital One.
There a woman was listening to Christian music. I yelled from the bathroom stall- “are you Christian?” She said “yes”.
She turned out to be a prophet as well, but was heavily accused and rejected by the church.
I SAID “YOU ARE ENOUGH”. She started crying. She was trying to prove herself, by speaking about prophetic things. But she said she was having a hard day and was praying the Lord would send someone to her, and God told me that morning “go to Glendale”. I’m glad I listened. She also heard the Lord say “you sing, you dance, you draw right? You sing on pitch”…God hears.
But I SAID “YOU don’t need to prove yourself to me, just be yourself”. I held her and we prayed on the street.
OH happiness. Joy. God. BREAK OFF THE SPIRIT OF LACK accusing your children. Happy day, God. SONSHIP! OH YOU ARE ADOPTED BY GOD! YOU ARE A CHILD OF GOD! OH YOU’VE DONE ENOUGH! I felt this Energy COLLIDING when I prayed with her. Powerful.
I realize SO many Christians have very little idea of how to be loved by God, God is not a mean father judging you from heaven. He is not saying “omg she or he has failed again”.
GRACE means HE DOESN’T EVEN SEE IT.
That empowers you to FOLLOW JESUS even more, with life, with gratitude. BECAUSE YOU ARE FREE!
Sow a seed to this ministry. You will surely be rewarded! God bless you!
Today for some reason I didn’t eat until 10:30pm. I thought about going somewhere close, but I felt a craving for hot pot. I called an uber as it was not far away….watch the video to see what happened next.
God is not a respecter of persons, GOD WILL USE ANYONE OR ANYTHING. He is present at a gay club, He is present in New Zealand, He is present and He will use ANYONE. He will use a Buddhist, a Muslim, He will use a Samaritan, a prostitute.
Are you open to how the Holy Spirit leads?
Sow a seed to this ministry. You will surely be rewarded! God bless you!