Thursday, December 1, 2011

GOD WILL PROVIDE THE WORDS WHEN WE ARE BROUGHT BEFORE ARE ACCUSERS from my book "HIS GRACE"



     In my early days I had no idea what prophecy even meant.  I'd grown up in the Catholic Church and frankly I don't think I ever met a prophet there. I had been invited to a friend’s birthday party.  These were all my old acquaintances and now that I was on fire for God I was reluctant to go.  These people were real party animals.  I had a friend with me who was also on fire for God and thought it would be a good idea to go.  Reluctantly I went. Little did I know, it was a set-up.
     His apartment overlooked a major highway and often they would hang off the balcony when they got drunk and throw beer bottles onto the highway.  My friend drove a stolen car every day.  I think they called me there that day to try to de-program me.  Little did I know, I was going to deliver my first prophecy.
      Almost immediately, they began to attack my new found faith. All of my friends started manifesting strangely and their personalities changed.  They seemed angry with my friend and me and began to insinuate all kinds of weird stuff.  I felt a strange tingling in my body.  Even my hands felt tingly.  Something began to bubble-up inside and I began to feel really good.  Suddenly I felt as if I was about a foot taller, and I felt bold.  Without my knowledge or it seems my consent, my body stood up.  Before I knew it, the most eloquent speech I ever heard came pouring out of my mouth.  I began to look at each one of them, and rebuke them.  Several of them started barking like dogs, and others started to slide on the cold oak floors slithering and hissing like snakes. The only thing I ever remember saying was to the owner of the apartment.  That for the next 3 1/2? years of his life, he was going to trip over the smallest stone.  That everything he put his hands to would fail until he fell on his knees and surrendered his life to God. And with that, my friend and I walked out. 
     Later I heard that the police had been called in.  The neighbors had called the police with all the screaming and yelling.  Maybe they'd just figured they had dogs in their apartment and snakes too I bet.
3 1/2? years later, a knock came to my door.  As I went down the stairs to the door and looked through the glass, I could see my friend.  My heart sank, and I knew I couldn't turn back now.  I'm sure he heard my footsteps coming.  I cautiously opened the large wooden door. I said “Hi”, but he didn't immediately answer.  He was looking down at his feet and acting nervous.  Finally, he looked up at me and spoke these three words “Praise the Lord”.  I was shocked and thought maybe he was kidding. 
     He went on to tell me that for 3 1/2? years his life was miserable and everything went wrong.  He was on his way to kill a friend of his and had a gun underneath the seat of his car.  He’d found his friend sleeping with his wife, and that he just couldn't live with it.  On his way to his friends, he stopped his car on a major road, got out of his car, got down on his knees and surrendered his life to God.  He then appeared at my door.
     Later I heard that he had dragged everyone else to God too.  His wife's family asked me if I would talk to their son.  I think they felt I had some power and could make people come to God.  The meeting never did take place.
      LUKE 21:12 “But before all this, they will seize you and persecute you. They will hand you over to synagogues and put you in prison, and you will be brought before kings and governors, and all on account of my name. 13 And so you will bear testimony to me. 14 But make up your mind not to worry beforehand how you will defend yourselves. 15 For I will give you words and wisdom that none of your adversaries will be able to resist or contradict. 16 You will be betrayed even by parents, brothers and sisters, relatives and friends, and they will put some of you to death. 17Everyone will hate you because of me. 18 But not a hair of your head will perish. 19 Stand firm, and you will win life.
      
      
      

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