Little did I know, as the worship slowed, the people kneeling on the floor were exactly those who I was instructed to go pray over. Though I had been set free from horrific fears, I was still pretty shy.  So to walk in front of the church and lay hands on people horrified me. But who […]

Tears flooded my face like Niagara Falls that first time I stood in front of the church to pray before service started. “Are you o.k.” The pastor who had requested me to be on the prayer ministry investigated me wiping my eyes over and over. “Who was I?”  I thought.  Just six months earlier I was […]

Often times we punch ourselves, kick ourselves, gouge ourselves endlessly.  Like the three stooges who hurt themselves in order to bring amusement… Often times, the body of Christ abuses, because they don’t like who they are….because they don’t like those around them. We war.  Fight.  Bicker. Attack each other until we are bleeding, limbless, bruised, and […]

I never thought I had a testimony; because before stepping into revival, I never saw my need for Christ. Religion was like an outward cloak I put on…when I was cold, or hurting, or just plain running from myself. Never did I see that Christ died not just to heal us…but to impart upon us, the […]

“They are all a bunch of low life’s”  I once heard someone say about the church I was attending….not knowing that they were talking about my church at the time. It’s true, there weren’t high heals clicking, or Mercedes and BMW’s filling the outside of the building.  In fact, there were drunks, addicts, and the lost; […]

I stepped into a revival.  And yet, only now am I researching the incredible parallels in history; other great moves of God, with what I experienced. One story is this…. A man named John set to searching for God in a “methodical” way.  He wanted more than religious rituals, but something deeper, a God more intimate. […]