Post surgery

Yesterday I listened to Keith Moore preach on the word of faith, and after Steve Backlund’s message on the same subject it made sense to me in a way it never had before. I heard God telling me to send His Word like He does. Not just to repeat it, but to SEND it, and it will accomplish what it was sent to do. That is what He wants me to do. He wants me to have the things I have prayed for, and He wants me to prophesy to the dry bones and watch them gather flesh around them.

I have a faith in me. He has put His faith in me. He lives in me and reigns through me, and whatever used to be has disappeared like a dream in the light of day.

After surgery I pulled up the Arnott’s podcasts to hear what the enemy had thought to steal from me. Imagine how he had planned to destroy my faith with worry and despair. He thought to crush me, maybe even to cause me to die prematurely from fear of the future. This story is going to be in Steve Backlund’s biography of the devil -- What was it called? “It Backfired, Again”, and as I heard Carol talk about intimacy I heard Him again, calling me into His arms to conceive Kingdom authority, to give birth to His word made flesh in me.