3/30/202
Last week was particularly challenging, and I struggled to keep up with some things. Yesterday something happened that upset me, because it seems as if (and I should already expect this) the enemy was listening to conversations, biding his time to attack. So this morning I decided that I would shut myself in with the Lord, cut off the cell phone to avoid the texts and any unpleasant or demanding phone calls. I wanted to focus on Jesus. I had decided that I would attend church with my Jesus Image family online, since I've been missing it lately. It is a Jesus people church in Orlando, Florida led by Michael and Jessica Koulianos. Yesterday I described what God had spoken to the Jacob Tent family of believers about welcoming in the presence of Holy Spirit and allowing Him to linger, not putting God in a box or limiting what He wants to do by rushing to do the next thing. Jesus Image does that so well, and they teach and train young people, and some older students, how to love Jesus.
They had just returned from a few days in Orange County, California, training and ministering. Today they were commissioning students from Jesus School to go out into communities or other nations and share the love of Christ. The missions teams are going to the Middle East and Germany, and others will be in Phoenix, California, Georgia, and Houston. Each year they do this, and the students are so excited and full of the love of Jesus. The kids were likened to seeds being sown on fertile soil all over the world with revival coming. I would have loved to have had a church like this growing up and for my children. So many things I missed, and they missed, and it is so important for children to know they are made in the image of God, and He has a plan and purpose for their lives. In fact, we all need to be encouraged that we have a place in this world.
There were many who were baptized in the morning service, and Michael always asks them why they want to be baptized. The responses are so heart felt and never rehearsed. There are tears and joy and celebration. The little children are taught early about the love of God in a depth most churches do not feel a young one can understand. They respond that they want to surrender to Jesus and give Him all their love. I was like that, except my training was pretty much on my own, except when I asked questions of teachers and read books. I was so blessed to have school teachers who also attended my church when I was a child and young teenager. I learned so much at the feet of Jesus after I was older. I had an insatiable curiosity, and I still do, except now, it's hunger I feel. I'll be beginning a new study about the Courts of Heaven with a prayer group beginning Tuesday. It is in short bites using a 365 devotional. I wish we could have started in January, but I am excited to walk through it with other intercessors. It's called "April Showers Bring May Flowers" with the Her Voice Movement. I'm not sure what our effort will encounter, but I love learning and growing. We will be studying the book of Daniel, and we will be following his example of prayer and praying multiple times a day.
Tonight I also attended the evening service at Jesus Image. Prior to Michael teaching in the morning service, he said "It feels like heaven here. Isn't that wonderful?!" I can feel the presence of the Lord even here in my room. Tonight was the same. The worship lifted us to the throne room of God. The speaker was Sister Nechama of the Evangelical Sisterhood of Mary, and she spoke from her heart on how the gift of repentance opens eyes to see the suffering of the Father and Jesus on the cross dying for our sins. She spoke about how God's heart hurts when people do not accept His love and seeing His Son endure the suffering on the cross. It must have broken His heart to see His Son taking the sins of the world onto His shoulders, yet God had to turn away, because He is holy.
Sister Nechama also shared about the modern day martyrs of our faith mentioning those who recently died in the Congo and a detailed account of some of the hostages released from Hamas torture recently. She shared the testimonies of some who shared that they survived the day to day torment by choosing the path of faith in one way or another. Some had not even been believers in God or even in the synagogue, yet they had divine encounters that helped them endure, so they could come back and tell others. I am so grateful that someone cares so much for my dear family in Israel.
My day was full, and the attack from the enemy came again, but I remain standing strong. I'm not sure why I seem to bother the enemy so much, but I imagine it's better me than someone else. I thank God for the gift of repentance and for His great love. Learn to spend time waiting for Him to speak, to talk friend to Friend. We miss so much when we try to do it alone.
Shalom.