Yesterday's Saturday evening service was awesome!
I received a wonderful filling of the Holy Spirit. The Lord really moved in our midst, and it was one of the most anointed services we've had in a long time,
The message was about Paul and his apostleship and how the Lord used him to evangelize the Gentiles. Anyhow, at the end of the service the minister from New Jersey was told by the Lord to call some of us up front to the altar to receive prophetic words.
I was the first one they were led to call, and of course I had no idea what would be spoken over me. The message from the Lord was that I was to start writing, and that the Lord was from this moment going to begin opening many "great doors" for me to share my testimony via writing.
Terrific! I was jumping up and down in my spirit. This was a very happy moment for me after such a long time of waiting, and such a seemingly long journey through the wilderness of disappointment and discouragement.
The minister asked me to lift my hands in the air. She then anointed my hands with oil and told me to "start writing." She said that the testimony was to go "throughout the world."
Well, North Pole, here I come! Ha! I left the chapel so energized. I still feel wound-up and I could hardly sleep last night. Now I know how Elijah the prophet felt when he ran from Beersheba to Mount Horeb in forty days on only one meal (1 Kings 19:3, 7).
D.B.
The message was about Paul and his apostleship and how the Lord used him to evangelize the Gentiles. Anyhow, at the end of the service the minister from New Jersey was told by the Lord to call some of us up front to the altar to receive prophetic words.
I was the first one they were led to call, and of course I had no idea what would be spoken over me. The message from the Lord was that I was to start writing, and that the Lord was from this moment going to begin opening many "great doors" for me to share my testimony via writing.
Terrific! I was jumping up and down in my spirit. This was a very happy moment for me after such a long time of waiting, and such a seemingly long journey through the wilderness of disappointment and discouragement.
The minister asked me to lift my hands in the air. She then anointed my hands with oil and told me to "start writing." She said that the testimony was to go "throughout the world."
Well, North Pole, here I come! Ha! I left the chapel so energized. I still feel wound-up and I could hardly sleep last night. Now I know how Elijah the prophet felt when he ran from Beersheba to Mount Horeb in forty days on only one meal (1 Kings 19:3, 7).
D.B.