Soak it in...

WoW! Isn't God incredible! Ha, Ha!

I've been entering into His mighty presence every night for a while. I can't seem to get enough! And even just at nights it's not enough! Praise God! I'm starving! Ha, Ha! I keep being "distracted" by God. Trying to work on my Philippines scrapbook and get 2006 part done before going for a visit to Lima means working on it some more today. Because God had just kept "distracting" me! Not just at night, not just throughout the night, but throughout the day too. Sometimes I just get an urging, and I know I need a few minutes alone with Him. Find out what's up. I wake up at all hours of the night, with His presence so strong in the room that I cannot sleep. Nor do I want to!

There's is nothing more awesome then to LIVE in His presence. His constant, overflowing, presence. His peace, His joy, always right there. His filling, refilling, and overflowing...WoW! Ha, Ha!

I'm not even sure what happened Sunday night, when I attended the Florida Revival via the Internet (God.Tv). I didn't think much happened then. But I woke up this morning and so much had happened! More things were broken, and more healing occurred...God is here! And He's never leaving!

Oh, how I love it! God is sooooo good!

I should have been done with the 2006 part of the Philippines scrapbook last Wednesday at the latest. But GOD is the best "distraction" in the world! Woo, who! (Yes, even I squeal now!)

Ha, Ha! Soak it in people! There is a revival sweeping the nations and it's never ending!

Let it come, Lord! Let it keep coming!

Don't Quit!

DON'T QUIT! I don't know that I can emphasis that enough! DON'T QUIT!

Again and again, we earnestly seek something and it does not come to pass!
Again and again, we pray for someone and see no results!

There is nothing more discouraging then praying for someone and seeing nothing happen. Then earnestly praying, earnestly pressing in, pushing for the Lord to heal this person and getting nothing. It is a lot easier to pray for someone or something removed from us; to pray when the person is not around, even, because then if nothing happens we don't 1) look like such a fool, and 2)we don't get as discouraged! When we are not around, we can stop praying after hours, lay down for the night, and when we next talk to the person and find nothing happened, it's all right. That was yesterday. This is today...perhaps it was impatience, but now it's complacency.

I don't know about you, but I get discouraged. I, for one, am not healed completely. I still suffer the after affects of the medicine I was on and the permanent crippling of the disease of Arthritis. I don't know how many times I've stomped and prayed till I was red in the face, or how many times I knelt and pushed, or how many times I cried in all earnestness till the tears dried up. Yet still nothing! I've been to prayer services, watched ones on the Internet, read the books, heard the preachings, tried everything I could think of. And I am thankful for being out of the wheelchair (don't get me wrong), but that's not enough! I've laughed hysterically under the influence of the Spirit, "fallen out" under the overflow of the Holy Ghost, and completely surrendered to Him till I was twitching uncontrollably or dancing like a maniac under the electrical power surges coursing through my heart; yet nothing physically has been completed! Don't get me wrong, again, it has started again; I grew an inch within a week after Philippines 2007 trip, I was delivered of my milk allergy while on that same trip, I've grown and matured in other non-physical ways, and begun to know and even feel the Divine Presence of the Lord as an everyday, almost minutely experience. YET, still, the physical remains bent and crippled. The straightening has started in my back, but what I would give for the foot over night! After all, if that was not impossible for me to believe as a child, why should it be any more impossible for God to do now that my mind knows how much more impossible that should be?

Children have such incredible faith. They'll believe anything you tell them. I remember when I was about 6 years old and my Dad was joking one night about not wanting to take out the trash. It was raining and he said he might melt! To this day, I can still hear my little sister begin to weep uncontrollably as he stepped outside with the trash. Mom kept trying to console her and tell her Dad would be back shortly. But when I explained she might have actually believed Dad would melt, we all waited. And as soon as Dad came back, Mom made sure he went to my sister and showed her, and told her, that he had only been joking and was perfectly fine. Being a resilient child, she was fine within a few minutes and off having fun, but I'll never forget that example of a child's simple belief.

When nothing happens as we pray and continue to seek God for a miracle, and we get discouraged, we--or at least I do--ask what happened. I always want to know why it didn't happen. Did I not have enough faith? Or perhaps the person I was praying for, did they not have enough faith? We are reminded constantly to be like little children (Mat. 18:3), and told that in order to have a peace that passes understanding (Php. 4:7) we have to give up our right to understand, yet we still ask. We still want to know what we can do.

Well, I wish I knew. I really do. But the one thing I do know, God will work regardless of any seeming hindrances, when it is time! After all, He is God of all things. Hindrances, principalities (Rom. 8:38), lack of faith (Rom. 3:3, II Tim. 2:13), etc, all included!

SOOOO: DON'T QUIT!
Don't give up! Between us all, I'm sure all the hours are filled with prayers for the same people and situations. Between all of us who continue to persevere on other's behalf, or stand firm with them, I'm sure the hour will come when deliverance comes in the flesh again! But what will happen if we don't stand firm? It'll probably still happen, but you'll miss out on your part, your blessing of persevering.

"Ask...seek...knock, and it will be opened to you..." (Matt. 7:7 & Luke 11:9)
DON'T QUIT!
Yeah, it can be embarrassing to stand at the proverbial door at 3am (which is the time it is now) and bang on it loud enough to wake the neighbors and then some. But if we truly want something bad enough, we'll be willing to suffer all (to sell all; see Matt. 13:44) to get it. Even if that means we look stupid when nothing happens, the neighbors wake up and yell at us, and yet we go back again and again, night after night! (see Luke 18:1-8)

I used to think it was bad to want something really bad from God, like healing. After all, wasn't it possible we were looking for Him to do something for us, instead of reaching for Him? Yeah, it is. But even if that is the case, even if a miracle happens in another country to a few unbelievers, does it not point the way to God? by showing them His miracle-working hands, are we not showing them Him, even if only the smaller part of just His hands?
I had a vision in January, in it I saw all the gifts, all the miracles, all the desires we have ever sought from Christ. And they were not sitting in front of Him. But rather, they were Him. They were in Hi gut! And by reaching for them, we were reaching for Him!

So How much of God do you want? Enough to be called foolish? Or look stupid?

Enough to NOT QUIT?!

I hope so...I pray together we both remain in this fight, and together, I know we will all see the full manifestation of Christ in and through us--the Person of Christ, in the flesh, our flesh--once again!

DON'T QUIT!
And it will come to pass!

Luke 18:1 "...to show that at all times they ought to pray and not to lose heart..."
I Cor. 16:13 "Be on the alert, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong."
Eph. 6:10 "Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might."
II Tim. 2:1 "You therefore, my son, be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus."

Stand with me!
<>< Hannah Joy

Burning Bush...

I fell asleep last night watching the rerun of the Florida Revival on the Internet (I had watched it live, already, I just wanted something decent to rest in God's presence to for a bit). Next thing I knew, I had fallen asleep (which I almost never do to any noise at night!) and then I was waking up to Misty Edwards live from the IHOP prayer room. I do not remember what she was singing, or what all was being said--I know it was incredible--but in my half-awake stupor I caught the words about a flame, or a fire, or something on that line. Suddenly I broke out in a cry in my heart, and though I never fully woke up, I prayed earnestly and fell back asleep with this cry on my lips (copied from my journal & heart).

Why do I copy it for y'all to read? So you may be witness to it. To hold me in prayer, and to know what the Father is doing in my life! And, perhaps, to be a witness and encouragement to you too! For what we desperately cry out for, what we earnestly seek, that we shall find! "seek, and ye shall find..." Let us find it together!


Father,

I don't want to just bring Your fire, I want to be Your fire! I want to be consumed! I want to be a burning bush to the nations! I don't want to just sit on the side-lines and watch, I want to be! Be You, in the flesh, again! Be Your fire! Be Your peace! Be Your bush, a burning, unquenchable, all-consuming bush!

I am desperate! I'm not content where I am! I want more, much more! But not just for a short time; continuously over-abundance of You! To be consumed, filled to forever overflow!

May I not only have the boldness, as in Ephesians, to come before You, but may it overflow to my approach to others! I have an unrefined bluntness, but I believe it is a gift from You which, as I said, is unrefined or immature! CHANGE that! Use me, Father! Make me bold for You!

A burning bush in the desert of other's lives! Consume me! So all the junk within will be nothing--less, even, then ashes--and all I have for You will be to bring glory to You as it shines brighter!

BURN ME! Set ME ablaze!

BURN ME! Make me be Your burning bush, forever

BURN ME! ablaze in Your presence and to Your honor!

Your desperate daughter,
<>< Hannah Joy

Healing Ministry

I don't know if I dare post this, as it seems a bit bold, but I just "came to" (as it were) from what I believe is a vision. It started as more of a thought, or an imagination, but I know in the end it was so much more, so much more God controlled as when I "woke" from it, time had flown here in my bedroom and I had missed the sun rising and the day starting. Yet I feel it is worth saying, because of the pivotal role children will play in this move of God.....It started with the memories of all the prophecies I've received, and my desperate prayers, concerning my operating in a healing ministry. Of my thoughts on my trip to Honduras (Woo, who!) and many other future trips I know the Lord has worked out for my future. And both other prophecies and my own visions, of standing in front of throngs of people...and this is how it played out:

It was a church, appearing very much as the second one we had our Women's Conference in while in Benin this February. Cement walls, simple platform, skinny building yet crowded out with people. And more people outside...It was not as crowded as perhaps some of the prophecies have been, nor was it anywhere as near as large as what people have seen me in, but I sensed it was closer to the beginning of the Lord being gloried through His healing hands on mine.

I stood up and preached, I think--I definitely spoke for quite a while if I was not meant to preach. Oddly, now I do not remember what I said. What stands out was what happened next.

I had all the sick children, those who wanted to come up for prayer and healing, to come up. And one by one I prayed over them...Then I did something that had never occurred to me before (it was as though I had done this in a few churches before?) and then asked those children who had been prayed for and where willing to go out and lay hands on the adults who were seeking healing from various ailments. I asked the adults to sit, and raise their hands, keeping them up till after they had been prayed for, and then I wondered the isles and prayed while the children spread out and watched the healing fire which had so shortly before been imparted to them, be spread to their parents and other adults!

I'm not a big kid-person. Kid's are alright, but better off playing with the people who prefer to play with them; the more energetic, fun loving, adults or baby-sitters out there, then with me. Yet every now-and-then, I get in a weird mood and suddenly notice a child or two around me. Once in the Philippines I noticed three young girls, about three years old, and ended up dancing and staying with them throughout the entire service. Why? Because I suddenly felt drawn to them and oddly felt as though I was looking at the next generation of people like myself (I had been drawn to Christ and had accepted Him as my Savior at age three), and I could no sooner reject the calling of God on their lives then I could enjoy adults who rejected it on my life while I was young!

And then I had this vision. And during it, as I was about to call all those who desired healing to come up and be prayed for, I suddenly felt that same odd feeling and instead asked the children who desired healing to come forth. I asked the parent's not to push their children up, but if their children wanted to come up, then I encouraged them too. And then I encouraged the children to operate in the healing, believing that as I had prayed for them I had imparted healing to them which is never something to be kept inside but to be shared! (as is everything else in the Kingdom!). I'm sure there were adults having issues that I, who they had asked to show up, had not laid hands on them. But I have never liked a name being attached to a healing, at least any other name but Christ's! So, in this way, I stretched their faith in healing being from God, regardless of who operated in it, and also in that God has and continues to call children to His kingdom!

We are to be as children! Simple faith, such a simple act! We make it so complicated, especially in the US, and especially us analytical thinkers! How I over analyze everything! Trying to figure out when, where, how...Yet true understanding, true peace, comes from a lack of understanding. An innocence to the situation, allowing Christ to truly govern in it all, and thereby bring true glory to Himself! A "peace that passes understanding", requires a lack of understanding. Some lack to the "grasping the concept" idea!

Are you alright with having your mind being blown away?
If not, then I pray your innocence will be restored! And His peace will govern your life as He takes the reins and you, well, you just enjoy the ride of your life! For was it not, when we were not fully trained in how to handle the reigns, that we enjoyed God and His goodness better? So let's give those reigns back! And lets see His children be restored to their rightful place in the Kingdom (and that includes us adults who are having our childhood restored in the Kingdom!). May we all have child-like faith, no matter our earthly age!


I hope this wasn't too blunt...but I thought I would share it!
Christ's love to y'all!
<>< Hannah Joy