(This blog is dedicated to Christine, Janet, Lacey and Shea
for no apparent reason but that I am praying for them. I also stole the title
from Bethany Holland’s blog)
What do you do when someone shows up at your door and says,
“you want On November 19th, a pastor named Angel (pronounced,
Anhel), spoke this to me through two helpful translators:
“You will be a prophet of God. God will use me in the
nations, and I will prophesy in Jesus’ name. I need to let God use me, and to
let Him lead my heart in all things.”
WOW. What do you say to that? Is “thank you appropriate?”
It’s like having Ted Williams tell you that I will bat over .400. It’s like
having Natalie Portman ask me on a date. It’s like having rice and/or beans for
every meal for 2 weeks, then having pancakes out of nowhere. It’s like having a
Central American pastor tell you that you’re a prophet of the Lord most
High…nm.
I mean, I’ve had dreams in the past, and if something
remotely resembled some iota of it happened in life, I’d think that’s pretty
neat. My awesome, fearless, and totally ripped leader Brad encouraged me to
spend more time w/ God on this. And so the next few days, I did. On Monday
night, my team had a very intimate time with God. During the meditating, I
asked God that if I am to start prophesying in any form or fashion, I’d do it
with uttermost humility, and to give Him all the credit and glory. I also asked
that if I were to start, I want to start with my teammates. Whenever I thought
of someone on my team, I got visions and words. Back at training camp when we
did something similar to this, it was something we did together for all of us.
This time it was just me and God. Afterwards, I shared with everyone what I had
seen and heard.
I testify that all of this happened, and there’s no reason
for me to make up any of this. If I really wanted to make up such a story, it
would’ve included robots, me winning the showcase show down, saving a group of
moderately attractive coeds from a burning bus and eating 30 chicken wings. In
all seriousness, I share this with you b/c I want you to hear it. I want you to
ask me about it.
Prophesying isn’t picking the winning lottery numbers or
predicting the future. It’s relaying on the message God’s given to you for
others, and speaking life and truth in to them. I’m still processing, and like
with most things, such as a spiritual gift, practice makes perfect.
What does all this mean for me? I don’t know, except that I
will be prophesying in the nations in the name of Jesus Christ. I will continue
to pray for what was spoken over me. I want what God wants for me, and be good
at it.
