A Career With God, Pt 2

No, I didn't want to be a pastor. But after some time had passed, I approached my heavenly Father and said, "Yes, if that's what you want me to be, I will be a pastor." Then God said something that surprised me, "OK, now you can be whatever you want." I said, "Really?" Well, I thought, I would like to become an artist if that were possible. I had painted a couple years by that point and was doing well for as young as I was. I also enjoyed painting, but had never considered it as a profession. Maybe I could incorporate it with ministry too. So "I decided" to finish college and put the two careers together.

The next two years seemed to be a waste. I played tennis on the campus courts more than I studied and I tried doing a little dating. I didn't think girls would like me, but that's another story. Finally, the last year was almost over and I couldn't wait. All I wanted was to get my degree and get out of there. I had enough of: how to build a bigger church, how to preach a better sermon, denominational glorification, carnal and religious knowledge, and trying to please the teachers to get their approval— good grades to advance to the front of the class.

By the end of the school year I didn't care any more, I even started cheating on tests and on term papers. I thought to myself, "This is crazy God, I can't believe I would stoop to this again to prove something, and to whom?" Finally, the last day in one of my classes, I had waited until all the other students left, then I turned in the final exam. Then I went up to the professor and told him that all his classes were a waste of time, then I walked out of the classroom with my term paper—which counted as a third of my grade—still in my hand. In four years all I ever got from him were C's, even though he seldom, if ever, read them. And his tests were absurd. (These were not exclusively my opinions.) He would lecture every day, whether anyone was listening or not. Most didn't listen and he didn't seem to care either, and that's pretty sad. Thank God, not all the teachers were like him.

Years later I prayed and forgave him and the school of man's religion and asked God to forgive them also. They just didn't know any better then or now. I know they meant well and they probably loved God very much, but Bible colleges of organized religion are usually futile if your desire is to really know God. (That is accomplished by spending time with Him on your knees.) Needless to say I failed the class and I never went back to get the six remaining credits necessary to graduate with a degree and to receive my sheepskin. I felt that if God were to ever use me in ministry, it would be his call, and not from the approval of man.

Four years had gone by and all I had now were a lot books (which I later burned) and a lot of human opinion. But something else happened; I lost my faith in God. Studying for man had replaced my personal hunger and love for God. And now I was worse off than when I started college. (25 years later I understood why; religion kills faith. Besides, it is God who makes ministers: apostles, prophets, teachers, evangelists and pastors, and not man.)

After that experience, I continued to paint full time, selling my oil paintings and getting a lot of recognition through the media (newspaper and magazine articles plus some TV coverage). I also bought a lot of things to try to fill the emptiness I felt. By the time I was 23 years of age I had purchased an older house (that I remodeled); it looked over a beautiful lake. I also bought a new sports car convertible, a ski boat, a new 25' motor home, a new motorcycle and two German Shepherds, that traveled with me around the U.S. while doing art shows.

I was the picture of success. But, I was also lonely and sometimes felt miserable; however the "gift or talent of painting" continued to improve and was enjoyable. Art was also rewarding, but at what price? I always gave God the credit for the talent, but seldom did I witness. Something had changed including my relationship with God. One prayer I often repeated was, God, please do not take your Holy Spirit from me.

Nearly eighteen years had passed before God and I really connected again. Yes, there where times in between when I would repent, like going to a priest for confession every few years when guilt settles in. I went to church sometimes, mostly to pick up girls who were often shallow like me. I did numerous art shows around the country and eventually I met a special young lady at one show in Denver, Colorado. She was the prettiest girl I ever dated and I married her seven month later. But still, marriage didn't satisfy the burning ache inside of me, because of the one I had left back when I was 2o years old in college. I didn't realize I chosen a career without Jesus. I had taken some steps of submission, but I later failed. Thank God for his never ending love and second chances.

Although I believe it was God's will for me at the time to go to the Bible Collage, I would be cautious to recommend it to any one, unless they too felt it was God's will. (Many Bible colleges have become universities now offering liberal art courses and medical training, and are helpful for other careers.) College did teach me the ways of organized religion, but eventually God revealed to me its dangers—which I had to eventually repent from. I also see the result of their teachings in most churches and ministries today.

The real mistake I and many other people made and make, is that when God gives us a choice of what we want to do, he wants to hear us say, "Lord, whatever you want me to do; that's what I want." Then he could of said something like, "I want you to be an artist, a teacher or a missionary for me," and it would of been different, because God and I would of been working together. When I was 42 years old, God asked me to lay down my profession and learn from him, my new boss.

Now I'm doing what He wants me to do. I'm no longer an artist but I'm trained and prepared for His ministry as one of God's sons. At the age of 63 I'm still learning, but now it is almost time to graduate. Despite the cross and the costs, serving Jesus is everything to me. Whatever your occupation or career, make sure it's God's choice for you. Do you see and understand the difference? I hope so. His choice verses ours, that's the real question. Who's in control? You can't call him Lord Jesus and do what you want.

The good news is, it seems that whatever course in life we take or chose, God somehow has a way of using those experiences. Regardless of whether they're His perfect will or not—good or bad. He can use them to develop character and/or humility in our lives, to fulfill His ultimate plans for us, that is if we surrender them and ourselves to Him. He is able to use them and us to touch humanity in ways we would not have been able to do before. Every experience can eventually bring us closer to Him and fulfill our career with God.

"I know the plans the I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for good and not for calamity, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and I will listen to you. You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you...and I will restore..." (Jer. 29:11-14)

A Career With God

What would you like to be when you grow up? This innocent question is often asked of children just to see where their little minds are going. It was also a popular question asked of children on the Art Linkletter Show back in the 1960's, and he wrote a book, Kids Say the Darnedest Things. It is always surprising to hear how kids answer the question and why. It is also one of the precious moments in a parent's or teacher's life, hearing young children talk about what they want to aspire to when they grow up. Their answers vary greatly, from the creative to the usual; doctor, policeman, fireman, nurse and veterinarian. But when children get older and start thinking about college and careers, the question becomes more serious. And paying for that extra education is another issue. Now that we are older, most of us still have dreams and ambitions of what we want or would like to be, even us Christians.

Even though I was raised in church life, it wasn't until 18 years of age that I gave my heart to Jesus. Until then I had been straddling the fence; I believed in God, the Bible and the Son of God, or so I thought, but I had nothing personal. In my own mind I wasn't bad either, because I didn't smoke, drink, have sex, dance, date, party, swear too much, or associate with those who did. I think I was pretty typical of most kids raised in Christian families back in the early sixties. My life wasn't exciting nor was it boring to me. I was happy, or so I thought. I had just finished high school with above average grades and was thinking of going to the University of Washington to become an architect. I enjoyed painting in an art class in high school, however I made some money drawing house plans for my uncle who would then build the houses with my dad's help. And so I thought that would be a good career choice.

But something changed that first night during a Youth Rally, in 1965, that lasted five nights. The church had a guest speaker, and I was sitting with a girlfriend along with about thirty others kids, plus some adults. After his sermon, which wasn't particularly stirring to me, the preacher asked if there was anyone interested in accepting Jesus Christ as their savior. My girlfriend raised her hand along with some other young people. I became convicted in my heart, realizing I had done nothing to influence her life for Christ because I had been totally self-centered. I too, needed to make a decision for Christ and so I did. I went down to the altar with the other young people. Then I confessed my sins and accepted Jesus Christ into my heart as my personal Lord and Savior. My thoughts and focus changed and I felt different and clean inside. I wanted more of God, and so a few nights later I was filled with the Holy Spirit and spoke in tongues with my arms raised over my head for 2 hours as I praised God. (Both, humanly impossible). I was definitely different now, even though I didn't fully understand the significance of everything that had been and was happening. Even the other young people noticed a difference in me. All I knew was that I wanted more of God and His power to live my life for Him. After that I also wanted to read the Bible more as to know Jesus better.


I had enrolled at a Bible College a few weeks before the youth rally, because I needed another year of a foreign language so I could attend the University. I had never been to the campus before I applied. Nor did I have any idea of what a Bible College would be like, other than a place I thought the girls would be wearing long hair and dresses, and the guys would be carrying Bibles, and everybody desired to serve God in some capacity.

I was also surprised to be accepted, because I had lied on some of the application questions concerning my personal faith, fearing I would not be accepted. Even the pastor had approved my application. I was a little afraid about going, but now I was looking forward to it. Well, I was in for another surprise when I finally started at the little college of about 400 students. Not everyone was interested in serving God or was even a Christian, some had enrolled because it had been required by their parents for some reason. (Including if their child wanted their education paid for. The price was $300 per quarter plus books, if you lived on campus. Hard to believe, but that was 1965)

I enjoyed college even though it was a challenge, because now I wanted to do good and be honest, no cheating as I had done on some tests in high school. I especially enjoyed the Bible courses, but not the others basic courses required if I was to go to the University. Maybe I could do some church architecture as well as houses. But, God had other plans for me now that He had me there.

During the first quarter, my mother drove me the six miles to college. To get back home I either hitchhiked, walked or a friend drove me. The next quarter, I was finally able to buy a 56 Chevy, for $150, from the son of the college president. I paid for the car and all my school expenses by selling my paintings in art shows as well as painting houses for my uncle.

After I had completed my first quarter of school, God started dealing with me about the future. God had plans for me and the University wasn't in his picture. It seemed to me that he wanted me to continue where I was in the Bible School. But what was I to become if I stayed? Then God asked me if I was willing to be evangelist? After thinking it over for a while, I said sure why not, I loved talking to people about the Lord. Being His witness and traveling would be fun. So I informed the college that I would be continuing my stay there after the first year. I did well in all the Bible courses but I struggled with the other ones, and some of teachers just didn't appeal to me much. I also noticed the teachers all seemed to have their own slant on God and His powers which seemed strange to me. It was also disappointing to see that not everyone had a passion for Jesus.

During the next year (and some serious soul searching), God asked me if I would be a missionary? I asked what happened to the evangelist? No answer. I had heard many stories about missionary life, some good and some bad—if you lived through it, not to mention where you would live or what you would eat. Finally I said, "yes, I will go wherever you want me to go, I will be a missionary." A few months later God asked me if I would be a pastor? I replied, no way, end of conversation. From my observations, that was the most ungrateful calling a man could ever be placed in. Pastors did a lot of work, and poured out their hearts and got very little results.

I remember a particular incident with our pastor. Every Sunday morning and evening he would preached good messages. After the evening sermon he would invite the congregation to either pray in their seats or come down and pray for a while at the altar before leaving church. Almost everyone prayed, but after five minutes people would look up to see if anyone had moved yet, because you didn't want to be the first one to get up to go visit someone before leaving; you might feel a little guilty if you did. Within a few more minutes almost everyone was up and visiting one another. This went on for months until one evening after a heartfelt message, the pastor told the congregation not to bother coming down to pray if it were just for show, and to go home without talking to anyone and think about what he had said. Wow! The truth had finally been spoken.

To be continued.

A Prophet Without Honor

There was no palm branches waving or cheering when Jesus arrived back home. Most of the people just stopped and stared as he and his disciples walked into town that Sabbath evening. Jesus had come to the synagogue to visit some old friends and to worship God. The old Rabbi was kind enough to ask Jesus to say a few words. But after Jesus spoke for a while, a murmur rose among those who had gathered. Many people, friends and family members, where listening intently as Jesus spoke. They were all amazed, yet questioned the source of his wisdom and the miraculous powers that came through His hands. Some people asked if these were not the hands of "the carpenter," the son of Mary?

Most of the people knew Jesus' parents and some of his brothers and sisters. Many of the people might have seen Jesus' skills as a carpenter or had him do some work for them. Others perhaps talked with him when he was younger, or their children played with him. They and their children all grew up with Jesus. Some may of had him over for meal or attended the synagogue together. Others could have gone fishing with him or traveled together to Jerusalem for Holy Festivals. But whatever the situation or circumstances, they found his new ministry questionable. And so they took offense, rejecting him and his authority. All these people, and possibly former friends, saw Jesus in a different light, a light that made them feel uncomfortable. Then, Jesus said to them,

"A prophet is respected everywhere except in his own town and by his relatives and his own family." (Mark 6:4)

Jesus had walked through many other towns and had been swamped by people wanting to reach out and touch him; others wanted to be healed by him. He had just raised a young girl back to life. And now He was a celebrity, at least in other cities and villages, but not here in Nazareth. So why were these people so different? Why were they offended? Skeptical?

Did they think they knew some dark secret or hidden family sin? There seems to always be small-town gossip and rumors that spread through the marketplace. It could have something to do with that or maybe they felt threatened, after all Jesus seemed to know plenty about them too. So why was Jesus so opposed by his hometown friends, and even his family? Was it jealousy? Or was it the calling of a Prophet? Prophet was a title given to someone special, and to them that sure wasn't Jesus. Sure he was nice guy and a hard worker—and even a brother. But he was just an ordinary man who lived among them. Why did he get to be someone special and not them?

Very few prophets were ever really liked throughout Jewish history. Most were seen by the people as doom and gloom seers, people who wore strange clothing or none at all. And many of them had long hair. They always seemed to do strange things or were blamed for their words creating extreme hardship on the people. One prophet stopped the rains for 3 1/2 years; even the king and queen hated him. John the Baptist was one of the few exceptions, but he too had enemies in the palaces. But, their message was always the same: REPENT. John didn't perform any miracles, but the people came from all over the region to see and be baptized by him. Jesus, the master of love and miracles, still found it difficult to influence or change the hearts of many people, especially in Nazareth.

There wasn't even a warm welcome by his family, or an invitation to join them at the annual Jewish festivals. Even Jesus' own brothers didn't believe in Him. Jesus said to them, "My time is not yet here, but your time is always opportune. The world cannot hate you, but it hates Me, because I testify of it, that its deeds are evil." (John 7:6,7) Here is one of the reasons people don't like prophets: People don't want to acknowledge that their ways are evil; they also don't want to have their sins pointed out. They prefer to see themselves as differently than how the prophets see them; they want to believe that God approves of their actions and lifestyles.

On another occasion, Jesus said to the people, "I have come in My Father's name..." Here is the real issue: the people thought they knew His father. "and you do not receive Me; if another comes in his own name, you will receive him. How can you believe, when you receive honor from one another and you don't seek the honor that is from the one and only God? " (John 5:43, 44). Those who honor Jesus also honor God. One day the Pharisees and the Jews had an augment with Jesus as to who their real father was. The Pharisees claimed God was their Father and said they were not born of fornication— insinuating that Jesus was. (John 8:41). However, Jesus told them their father was the devil, who is the father of all lies, including their own lies. (John 8:44)

The old saying, "familiarity breeds contempt," might have been the biggest factor in Jesus' rejection. People often think they know you better than they really do. You're just one of our family, or you are that neighborhood kid who has been around for a while. They all saw Jesus from a carnal prospective. His mother probably saw Jesus as her special little boy (Mary's little lamb), that she had nursed and tried to protect. She wanted to keep him safe, warm and healthy, seeing that all his needs were met. God had chosen her to give birth to His son and she felt the responsibility to help and protect Him whenever possible, especially since Joseph was gone.

Jesus' siblings probably played games, teased him or wrestled with him at times. They all saw the natural behavior of their brother or half-brother while growing up. He was just like them or so they thought. They did most everything together. Jesus, as a child, might have been disciplined just like them when they misbehaved. There was the time, when Jesus was 12 years of age, the family thought he was lost in Jerusalem. Jesus was taught from the same books and teachers of the Torah. Yet, Mary still seemed to favor Him the most. All these similar feelings and thoughts even existed within his relatives and the townsfolk; they all saw Jesus through carnal eyes. But, that was the flaw in their perspective.

As sons of God we should be seeing one another through spiritual eyes. Unfortunately very few Christians do. We, as believers, are not to be tied to carnal relationships. God places a higher value on the spiritual relationships He establishes, people who hear and obey the word of God (Mark 3:35). Many people have missed God's perfect will by clinging to family ties. God requires one thing: total obedience. Jesus also taught this. (Luke 9: 59-60, 14:26, and 18: 28-30).

God is our Father and we are to submit to him and his will for His family; we should be willing to let go of any human family ties that would hinder our relationship with him, as hard as that may be. Abraham and Jacob had to do it. And so should we—if required by God. Most mothers would have a hard time with this, because their "maternal" instincts. But even a man leaving his family might have a difficult time; some of Jesus' disciples did. Jesus also taught that anyone not willing to leave their family, was not worthy of the kingdom of God (Mt.10:34-37). That still applies today, but that teaching is not recognized in Christianity.

Jesus didn't go around telling people that He was a prophet, nor did he boast that He was the son of God. He was just being who He was, a friend and a savor, helping a lost world. He just said and did what He saw the Father doing and the people could accept it or reject it.

Prophets

Every prophet before Jesus and even after, was and is sent by God and known by Him, known by him even before they were born. Today, God is still raising up and sending out His prophets as to prepare the way. Some prophets are better known by people than others. Yet, people should keep in mind that popularity holds no value to God. It can even be a distraction. However, many prophets are still not honored the way they should be.

A prophet's words and actions should be taken seriously. They are the voice of God who are pointing or leading the way people should go. But, because of familiarity, they are too often not taken seriously enough. Many people may like them and think they're unique because of their peculiar way of talking or extreme behavior. Neither do they support God's prophets spiritually and financially the way they should. We should seek ways to help them as much as possible. The scriptures tell us that, "He who receives a prophet in the name of a prophet shall receive a prophet's reward." (Mt. 10:41). Also we are admonished to, "put your trust in the Lord our God and you will be established and your trust in His prophets and succeed." (2 Chron. 20:20) Sound like good advice to me.

We should sow into prophets lives, even to great sacrifice. Look what happened to the widow who gave her last meal to Elijah. Therefore it is wise to show honor by giving to prophets. But, better yet, we honor them by listening to and obeying their words. When we honor a prophet, we honor God. And anything less is a dishonor to the prophet and to God. Many seek prophets as to get a word regarding the future, but few will accept advice or correction. Hopefully, that will change as more people see the anointing on their life and understand the consequences of those actions.

There have been many words of encouragement from prophets, and that's good, but it seems to have had minimal effect on changing religious mindsets as to the degree necessary to purify the church or change the world. However, there prayers are setting the stage for a mighty move of God, with angels ready to act when given the word. God desires to bring the church back to true holiness, and He will do so one way or another. This time it will be demonstrated through greater love and greater power.

As kind and loving as Jesus was, it was also necessary for Him to speak his share of rebukes to people. Rebukes are also a form of love. If we hear a rebuke from a prophet it would be wise to heed to it and thank him for it, for God is wanting to help us. It is for our good. God is using prophets to express His will for the church and to bring correction and Judgment.

Many prophets in the Bible were single men, because of the harshness of their call and their solidarity (passion) to God. There were also a few married ones. Today, the same is true. And often the call on their lives can be a strain on family relationships. Choosing a life without a wife for the sake of Christ, is harder than most can imagine. Yet, being married to a prophet can also be harder than either could have imagined when they first said their,"I do's." Some people were meant to be single and others married. But true joy is found in the Lord.

Prophets have always been persecuted; "the cross" comes with the territory and it may never change. Anyone who wants to be a prophet or an apostle is naive. Besides, it is a calling that is given, and not acquired by human effort. It is a life often filled with extreme hardship and rejection, but there are also many spiritual rewards. Hearing God's voice and seeing him are just a couple of them. There are many other ones (Mark 10 :29). But that is not their motive, they have been consumed by the heart and fire of God, and have been commissioned to speak the heart of the Father.

Satan doesn't want people to listen to prophets. He will fill their minds with a lot of false accusations, and people will call prophets some of the most offensive names. And other will want to kill them. Jesus was no exception. But it didn't stop him or any other "man of God." They are possessed with a passion that can't be stopped until they fulfill the mission God has planned for them. The responsibility on their lives is great. If they don't warn the wicked or the righteous, as the Lord said, He will hold the person's blood against them." (Ez. 10: 18-21). The souls of many people and nations depend on their obedience to God. "To whom much is given much is required." (Luke 12:48)

Prophets often live a recluse life until God is ready to use them. Some don't realize the calling until later in life. Some hear God's voice often and others are led by His heart. Many tend to be very black and white in their convictions and a little rough around the edges. But they have a sacrificial love for God and His people. They are often required to do strange things just an in Bible times, yet they don't advertise it. Humility is an absolute requirement. Possessions have little meaning to them and they are often on the move. They prefer to travel light and quick. Some tend to get frustrated when they see people disregarding the word of the Lord. But most of their true emotions are rarely shown. Most don't seek attention. Some don't even understand their own actions. They just know it's what they're supposed to do. God is the one who understands and it is his sovereign plan that will prevail. Many have spent a lifetime waiting on God, and there is no better way for a person to spend his life.

Note: Many people think because we have the Bible and preachers, that we don't really need prophets. This is a very wrong assumption. Apostles and Prophets are the foundation of the church. Without them we have a dysfunctional group of Christians often following religious laws and principles with no sense of direction as to where God is or what He is doing. In the near future there is going to be many of these prophets (men and women) coming forth as never before, with the anointing to speak God's word with full authority. They have been given a rod and a mandate to demonstrate signs and wonders, as to bring restoration and judgment when necessary. But most of all, they will share a revelation of the love, mercy and grace of the Heavenly Father. I pray the world will honor them, but if they don't God certainly will.

Claiming the Land

Now the Lord said to Abram, "Go forth from your country,.. to a land I will show you; and I will make you a great nation and I will bless you..." (Gen. 12:1,2)

In this passage we see the sovereignty of God reaching out to mankind through an old man (something I can identify with at times). The man that He has chosen, Abram, was to become the "father of our faith." From the beginning of time, God, in his infinite wisdom and knowledge, saw something in Abram's heart worthy of that title. And Abram didn't disappoint him.

Abram had very little, if any, knowledge of God, even though he was from the line of Seth. We know nothing of Abram's upbringing. But one thing's for certain, he was not a content man. He apparently did not like what he saw around him; nor did he desire to go along with the status quo. I believe he was hungry and searching for the purpose of life. He had no answers, nor any sons to carry on the burning in his heart, until one day when God spoke to him. After that, he was ready and willing to move on. He was now given a compass by God that was pointing a different direction than the way others had been going.

God set the course and Abram agreed to follow him. At least most of his requirements. Remember, Abram was new at obeying God whom he had never met—in actuality he only heard a voice. So Abram headed out on a long journey that would forever change his life.

How God lead Abram to Canaan, the Scriptures do not say. However, it was the country his father was initially headed for, but failed to accomplish. Maybe Abram had a gut-feeling he was to continue that same direction (perhaps something in his genetic make-up). Eventually the Lord confirmed to him that he had made the right decision. How long it took to get to Canaan, we have no idea, but God was in no hurry.

Finally, the Lord appeared to Abram and said, "To your descendants I will give this land." So he built an altar to the Lord who had appeared to him. Then he proceeded to the mountain...pitched his tent...built an altar and called upon the name of the Lord." (Gen. 12:7,8)

Abram had now seen the Lord—in what form we're not told—but his heart was overwhelmed and he wanted to know more. Somewhere in his upbringing he had learned certain ways to appease God or gods by building alters. Now, that he was in Canaan, he was curious as to what he was supposed to do. So again he called on this unique God, a God who at this time chose to remain a mystery.

Then Lord appeared again to Abram and said, "Now lift up your eyes and look from the place where you are, northward and southward and eastward and westward; for all the land you see, I will give it to you and your descendants forever... Arise, walk about the land through its length and breath; for I will give it to you." (Gen. 13: 14,17)

Now, Abram knew what he must do. He knew he had been commissioned to claim the land promised by walking it's length and breadth. He was also promised a son from his own seed. This was quite a challenge for an old man going on eighty years of age. However, this was middle-age back then. God gave him strength as he continued to walk by faith.

Later on, God changed his name to Abraham, and stated to a king that he was a prophet of the Lord. And like many prophets, their lives painted a picture of the ways of Jesus Christ. Close to two thousand years later, the same land which Abraham walked upon was being walked by that promised Seed, Jesus Christ. He too walked the land of promise—a picture of the eternal City, New Jerusalem. Then Jesus commissioned his disciples to go throughout the world and preach the Gospel, making disciples of all nations.

Today, God's sons and daughters are still called to walk the land claiming it for the Kingdom of God, using words of faith and faith-filled actions. We are to take back that which was lost due the fall of mankind in the Garden of Eden. This is done by words and actions of faith. We are to reclaim what has been lost, a concept almost forgotten by religious mindsets, but not by God or His army of sons and daughters. These sons and daughters have taken the position of humility, knowing the battles ahead of them is not their battles, but the Lord's. Claiming the land is accomplished by following certain steps of faith: intercession & prayer, walking the land, also praise & worship. I encourage everyone to read and study the life of Abraham; he is a great role-model.

As I'm writing this article I am reminded of some similarities between Abraham's life and my own. In 1991, I had given up my profession as an artist and then left the area in which my parents, brother, and other relatives lived. Then I moved, with my wife and daughter, to the other side of the mountain range. Then a few years later, I told my family I was going to pitch a tent on the mountain next to our home and stay there for three days waiting on God. There I bared my soul for the people who were lost and hurting, and prophesied for blessings and restoration to our county and nation. From the North, the South, the East and the West, I prophesied that the name of Jesus would be exalted and people would come to know Him.

A few years later I walked the length and breadth of our county in six different segments, a total of 98 miles; the longest was 28 miles. I was 50 years old at the time. Each walk was accomplished in a different way, such as no food (or snacks), no water, and no resting—whatever God laid on my heart, that was how it was done. The first time a pebble got in my tennis shoe and God said to ignore it. He indicated it was just a distraction. So I kept walking for several more miles until I reached my destination. Then I took the pebble out, and had no blister or soreness from it.

On these walks I prayed, and by faith I believed my steps represented a person's salvation, healing or deliverance from bondage; not only for people in that county, but for the future generations. I also walked the city streets and the college campus in the heart of that community, laying my hands upon each building, praying that the truth would be heard and received by the students, the faculty and business people. And from my art studio porch that overlooked the freeway and the valley of our county, I prayed and prophesied forgiveness and God's mercy. I prayed that people would come to know the ways of God.

And so like Abraham, I've claimed the land. Now, God has moved me on to other places and other cities to walk and intercede for. I encourage all God's sons to start claiming the land—if you haven't yet—for the Kingdom of God.

P.S. The scriptures speak of stretching out your tent pegs (Is. 54:2). Over the years I have put yellow plastic tent pegs in the four boundaries of Kittitas County and the boarders of Washington State, claiming them for the Kingdom of God. I have also traveled and walked in 44 other states as an artist searching for truth. I have found it. And He has given me other counties. Now, he is taking me to the nations. I am humbled by his trust in me.

Life and Death

Many people have been caught in a life or death situation. Some of them call 911, and others cry out to God. In the Bible we find many situations where people called on God, because they desperately needed His help. Some of those biblical emergencies involved individuals such as Daniel when he was thrown in the lion's den. In another example we see that the city Jerusalem was being surrounded by their enemy, and King Jehoshaphat petitioned God and proclaimed a fast throughout Judah (2 Chron. 20). Both of those situations were matters of life and death. God is always faithful to respond to intercessors who cry out to Him. It is often the seasoned individuals we see doing those kind of things, but on occasion we see younger people put to the great tests, such as the three Hebrew children, Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-nego, in their fiery furnace experience.

The Book of Esther is the story of a young lady in a desperate situation—a matter of life and death–who was pleading for her nation. She is a beautiful Hebrew girl who was chosen by God to fulfill a unique position as the queen of a foreign nation. And strange as it may seem, her beauty was one of the reasons she was chosen as a candidate for queen; she was beautiful and won. However, she was only queen for a short time when her services were needed by God. Her position had been more a marriage of protocol as a replacement for the first queen, who wasn't submissive to the king's wishes. However Esther, which means Star, was different. When the king saw her he knew she was the one. She was not only beautiful on the outside, but beautiful on the inside. The King's new bride and queen had the manners, temperament and spirit that would make any husband proud, also other men envious. The king loved her very much, but he was also a very busy man.

There was a deceitful and evil man named Haman who worked within the palace walls. Because of his pride regarding Esther's uncle, Haman plotted to destroy the Jewish people, which neither Haman nor the king realized was Esther's race. However, Esther's uncle, Mordecai had become aware of the deceptive scheme and sent Esther this message as to warn her of the plot that would kill all the Jews in the empire.

"Do not imagine that you in the king's palace can escape any more than the Jews. For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance will arise from another place and you and your father's house will perish. And who knows whether you have attained royalty for such a time as this."

When Esther read this she said, "Go, assemble all the Jews who are found in Susa, and fast for me; do not eat or drink for three days. I and my maidens also will fast in the same way." Then she would risk seeing the king, which could possibly mean her death if he so ordered. This was a very courageous move on her part (and asking people to fast was wise as well).

When I read that passage of scripture back in the summer of 1996, I felt that I too was to intercede for the people of our community–in a similar way as Queen Esther. So I told my family that after the evening meal the next day, I was going to stay in a tent on the mountain next to our house for three days. There I would read, pray, and fast; even without water, which I had never done before.

At 6 PM, I left home and headed up the mountain, pitched my tent and waited upon God. I had my Bible, notebook and pen. I wore the same clothes every day; I didn't have a watch or a flashlight. It was just God and me, also a spiritual hunger for God and the salvation of our county (community). I desired to study the whole Book of Esther and try to view it from God's perspective. Each day God revealed to me more insights behind the written words. I believe it is an incredible picture of the end-time church. Our obligation as the Bride of Christ (which is a picture of Esther) is to intercede for the Church and the world that is lost. Lest satan (Haman) destroys the Church body and the Bride. And Esther always did what Mordecai (Jesus) told her. Just as we should do and trust Him with our whole heart. Mordecai would not bow to Haman and neither should we. He also was elevated to the position second to the king, just as Jesus was seated at the right hand of the God. And, so I too chose to prayed, fasted and interceded for a people, because there is a lost and dying world out there that needs God help.

I had also brought a map of Kittitas County with me (my county) and I laid my hands on it and prayed. I also did warfare against satan, who had deceived and bound the hearts and minds of so many people. That their eyes and ears would be open to the truth. And that they would be set free from all forms of addictions and bondage. I also declared restoration for families and healing for their bodies, minds and spirits.

I also realized that someday I was to walk the county for the Kingdom of God. However, each day during this fast I also walked around the top edge of the mountain. I was getting physically weaker; the last day I had to rest quite a bit on the hike, but by the end of the third day my spirit was stronger and so was my faith.

This three day fast occurred over the 4th of July weekend. And while our nation and county celebrated their independence, I was praying that our nation would become more dependent on God. This was an awesome experience; I wasn't even hungry or thirsty when I got back home. I have found that when I'm in God's will, things seem to go a lot better.

Note: Satan is still a butt and a deceiver. One time on another fast for ten days, I fainted on the 7th day. I had never fainted before. I don't think this usually happens when a person fasts; I imagine the older a person gets it can be more challenging. But, we should never feel ashamed if we don't complete an intended fast. God looks on the heart and not on the number of days; just follow his leading. I also didn't get hurt nor did I stop until my 10 day fast was over. I just got up off the floor and kept praising and trusting God.

Today, I'm still interceding, walking and fasting (sometimes even without water), but God is faithful and keeps giving me his strength. He has also given me a bigger vision for the lost, also for nations. There are other sons and daughters, who are willing to face death with no fear; I thank God for them, because we have already died and been raised up in Him, Him who is our source of Life. We have all been prepared for such a time as this.

God vs The Easter Bunny

Well, it's that time of year again when most children in western culture are looking forward to the Easter Bunny and Easter Egg hunts. Parents will be busy hiding candy of every shape and size in the house or yard–depending on weather conditions. They can choose from a variety of treats, such as, giant chocolate bunnies, marshmallow chickens, cream-filled chocolate eggs or small jelly beans. There are even plastic eggs to fill with little toys, candy and trinkets. This and more to fill their colorful Easter Baskets, all in the traditional pastel colors of Easter. Some kids even get to help mom or grandma with the color-dying of hard boiled eggs as to add to their collection. Even the decorating of the egg has become an art-form around the world, and priceless collectibles for some buyers. So what is it with all this bunny and egg stuff?

Many communities and churches in the communities get into the Easter Festival by having Easter Egg hunts to draw people together or draw the public into churches. Some churches will even give candy treats to the children after they tell them the "Easter Story," which to them is the resurrection of Jesus. (The candy companies sure love these festivals.) However, some churches now call it "Resurrection Day"; either name suggests to people the celebration of Jesus' resurrection from the dead. Jesus was placed in a tomb after his cruel death on a cross a couple of days before. Now He is alive and is waiting for us in Heaven. Some churches will even have sunrise services in commemoration of that early morning resurrection.

The resurrection of Jesus is the heart of Christianity. Without Jesus' resurrection, their faith and the faith of other people who follow Jesus would be meaningless. But, God never planned for His sons and daughters to celebrate Jesus Christ's resurrection, but instead his Passover. Passover was one of the three Holy Festivals that God established and commanded all the men of Israel to celebrate. However, today the Passover Festival is almost never celebrated by the Christian community. And why?

Most Christian churches have chosen to tie themselves into the pagan festival of Easter, and have even added several other events proceeding the resurrection, with Palm Sunday the week before, Ash Wednesday, then Good Friday, which seems to be Christianity's brief version of Passover or the "Last Supper" that Jesus shared with His disciples. Then there is the Crucifixion and finally the Resurrection two days later, not the three days that Jesus had prophesied, using the prophet Jonah as the example (Mt.12:40). Somebody got it all wrong, and I don't think it was Jesus. What this all adds up to is a lot of compromise and religious traditions.

Jesus' death and resurrection were absolutely necessary for fallen mankind, but our focus is to be on Jesus, not on Easter or Resurrection Day. Jesus is Passover, the Lamb of God. He is also Pentecost, the foundation and Birth of the Church, and He is Tabernacles in which the Body of Christ dwells. All three of these spiritual Holy Days are found in Christ Jesus and are to be celebrated.

All man-made holidays are carnal including the religious ones. It doesn't mean anything to change the name of a worldly or pagan event to sound religious. Non-biblical festivals have no part or place in the Kingdom of God. And they never will.

The meaning of Easter and its timing are derived from the pagan goddess Eostra, the goddess of fertility and sun worship. There are evil spirits, rituals and practices that still influence this holiday. If you wish to know more about this pagan "holiday" you can go to Google. Then all the nonsense to do with eggs and bunnies will make more sense to you. Therefore, I will not elaborate any further on Easter. (I used to celebrate Easter, because that was the way I was taught.)

I thank God for the cross, that Jesus died for our sins, and that he rose from the grave to give us resurrection life. But, most of all I thank him for his everlasting love, his forgiveness, and that His Holy Spirit dwells in me. I also rejoice in the fact that He has given all those who follow Him a place in His Kingdom. And we are to rule and reign with Him in His power and authority. I believe we will all see the difference in time. Let's learn to celebrate Jesus, when and how He would desire us to.

To all my Jewish and Christian friends, HAPPY PASSOVER and GOD BLESS YOU!

Build A Better Garden- Taking Steps of Faith, Pt.4

I have learned to trust God as my provider and as protector of what he has given. As provider He lets us know what we need or what we don't need. Sometimes He asks others to help. I make it a practice to not "advertise" our challenging situations as to see how God will work things out. Often our efforts tend to mess things up or delay them. God doesn't need our help as much as we think. He prefers our patience and trust more. In every situation we have tried to be content. When concerns or fears came in, I took them to the Lord in prayer and waited for his answers. How else do we learn to build faith regarding provision unless we stop doing what others normally do? (i.e. borrowing, getting an extra job)

After my wife and I had lost our house, God wanted me to trust him to provide an income for us, and I was to do whatever He chose despite the type of work or the amount of pay (if any). My first job was a landscape laborer at $6.50 per hour compared to $50.00 as an artist. Next, I was a commercial painter for $12.50, painting the walls at a new Microsoft building in the Seattle area. Eventually I was laid off because of lack of work. The next job my wife and I were asked to do was child care at a large church that we attended. We each made $7 per hour, 3 nights a week, three hours a night, for over a year. And God provided us a house to live in, rent and utilities paid. This was another miracle.

One day when mowing the lawn at that house, I told God the way we're living seems crazy. He told me to trust Him so I did. All this time God was dealing with areas of pride in me. I had told myself, certain things I would never do, such as unemployment benefits and food stamps. Well I swallowed my pride, but before they ran out God told me to cancel the food stamps and give my last unemployment check to Him. I did, even though I still didn't have a job and I was on my last tank of gas. A few days later a pastor from a church called. He commissioned me to do a painting of Jesus praying in the Garden of Gethsemane, and gave me a deposit. God wants all of His children to depend on Him, and not the welfare system. He is always faithful when we place our trust in Him. Less than a year later God provided the means to build our house.

If we are supposed to have something that God desires us to have, and if we agree with him, there is nothing that can stop it from coming. I personally know that as fact. I don't need to keep up with the Joneses. I have Jesus Christ living inside me. He's my everything. And whatever he gives me belongs to him, including any money I earn. I make it a practice to give when, where, and how much, or whatever it may be. You can't out give God!

I've tried not to get to personally attached to anything, including money. Ten percent was just the starting point for me. In my last job I was giving up to 30%. My desire is to increase my faith to where I'm living on 10% and the rest will help the lost and needy. I have found it best to sow when you have little, not after you've won the Lottery Sweepstakes or "when your ship comes in." Technically everything we have belongs to God anyway (Psalms 50:4), and that's why sometimes He takes things away. I also believe we should give more things away instead of selling them in garage sales. We should not let circumstances control how we give or live.

We should not let circumstances control how we give or live.

In 1988 I lost my dream house because of borrowing. Since then, we have paid cash and trusted him to pay our bills. We do so by faith and by whatever means he provides; we use faith principles and not religious principles. (I have also learned that we shouldn't make living without credit a law; it could potentially be a means he allows.) Sometimes we had to sell things and get rid of things we didn't need or couldn't afford or should not of had in the first place—health insurance was at the top of the list. Other times I have burned certain things if they were accursed items. This is an area many Christian are naive about. Cleansing one's house is important as to see God's blessings of prosperity, and sometimes to correct health issues.

One time we went without transportation for two months in winter until God provided the money to get our truck repaired. Three times we were faced with having to move, not knowing where we would live in less than two weeks. None of those times did we have a job or the means, and yet God provided a way. I could write a book alone on some of those experiences, the excitement we felt as we saw God's faithfulness to my obedience and trust, and my wife's willingness to follow. Our faith has continued to grow with what seemed to be impossible challenges. God says, "Prove Me, and know that I am God." The most resent challenge came two years ago when God asked me if I would be willing to leave everything, including hopes and dreams, and follow Him. A few month later I quit my job and left everything and moved to Vancouver, Washington. Five months later my wife followed me, leaving an empty house and most of our possessions behind. Three months later our daughter's family needed a place to live, so they moved into our house. God has a way of providing for everyone.

Many times there are reasons why we lose our jobs or houses, so that we will learn to trust God. That was kind of the process God took me through. I have learned to live with very little and I have been blessed with very much. Over the past nine years, we have purchased with cash two almost new cars, an older truck, and a van. We drove them off the car lots with no collision insurance on them, and we have had no accidents. If there were any 'accident," I know it would be his ultimate will to bless me through their negligence or mine. The outcome is for my good either way. This applies for any type of "accident" or situation. Neither do I have any health issues because God said, "By his stripes, ye are healed,"(Is.53); and that settles it for me. Any demonic attacks whether physical or spiritual, I cast off in Jesus name. Then I stand on His Word. In regards to any other need I may need, I believe that I have received and it shall be yours. (Mark 11:24) Again, I refuse to live by "what ifs." I have chosen to live by Jesus' faith in His protective power. And He continues to be my provider, and He blesses and restores all that appears to have been lost. I have all I will ever need—Jesus himself. I also believe I am wealthy, because I have sown and He says so. However, money is not important to me, but knowing and trusting Jesus Christ is. He has blessed me more by calling me His friend.

I thank God for His awesome love and assurance. I trust God with everything, including my wife, family and my future, because they are what he has given me. God and I are in a covenant relationship. He promises to love, provide and protect. And I will love, trust and serve him. He has provided everything, and what I don't need I will gladly leave, despite how my flesh or others' flesh may feel. Some people may think I'm a fool. I am a fool for Christ sake. God desires all his sons and daughters to live by Jesus' Faith, and to love and trust Him with all their hearts. Then people will see our garden, benefit from the fruit and give glory to Almighty God.

Many people have become so dependent on other gods (the world systems), but its never to late to start trusting God, building your faith. First start with repentance, and then take small step into Jesus' waiting arms. I encourage you, if you haven't taken steps of faith, to ask God to show you where and how you should begin. Regardless of what your financial situation or health challenges are, God can do miracles for you. Then you can begin to see his wondrous love and faithfulness by letting that seed of faith grow in your garden (your Heart). Then others can take shelter in your faith, and within His love for them. Don't let fears control your life; cast them out. I'm no one special, and what Jesus has accomplished in me he can do for you. Amen. Believe it!

"Taste and see that the Lord is good." (Psalm 34: 8) Then you will be able to say,"Come and listen, all who fear God, and I will tell you what the Lord has done for me." (Psalm 66:16). I'm not boasting, I'm bragging about an awesome and powerful God. Jesus Christ is Lord.

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him [focus on Jesus] and He will direct your paths." (Proverbs 3-5-6 PAR)

Build A Better Garden — Steps Of Faith, Pt. 3

"Why didn't you say something sooner," I replied to God; but no response. The next voice said, this is crazy and what will your wife say? Needless to say, I turned around and drove back, feeling the peace of God on me the further I drove. When I finally arrived back at Sheldon's, he was surprised by my offer but also knew it was God's will. He drove me back home in the car God wanted him to have and I was happy to give it. A few years later Sheldon gave me a white GM Safari van that someone had given him after he fixed it up. I drove it for a few years until I gave it to someone else who needed it more.

Speak faith-filled words. We are to live by faith and not by what we see or feel or think. We must stand on God's word. I read books on faith and many scriptures on faith. Remember you are building your faith; don't force others to join you unless they want to. Sure you may suffer some, even being uncomfortable or miserable for a while, but God will honor your faith. How do you expect to build your faith if you don't make the effort to lead the way, or it's not tested and/or seen by others? If everything went easy or smooth all the time, very little would be accomplished. A weightlifter gets stronger by adding more weights over the years of training. As they say, "No pain, no gain." And so it is with faith, but most of the pain comes from our emotions, from battling our fears or other people's fears, as seen when they sometimes accuse you of being foolish. As humans we try to avoid pain. We often think or say, I can do it if it doesn't hurt too much. (However, think of childbirth, and then the joy. Think of the Crucifixion and our salvation.) There are usually great rewards after pains of faith and trust.

One doesn't usually say, "Today, I'm going to build more faith" or, "tomorrow, I will start." Sure you can speak the words by faith or make certain mental preparations (which is good and necessary), but the real test or steps of faith come with each challenge we face in life. And over the years I have experienced greater challenges as different situations have arisen. The Bible says that God will not give us more than we can bear (I try to keep this truth in mind), but many of us give up way before that point, mostly because of fear rather than pain. If I'm experiencing pain (either physical or emotional), then I believe God can help me get through it—His way. We often forget how much God loves us, and that his desire is to see us healed—body, soul, and spirit. He also desires to see us grow to full maturity, and not just to save us from our sins.

I've experienced numerous "accidents" in building our house, plus a chainsaw accident, plus rusty metal and horses. But, I would not get a tetanus shot for protection. Another time, I experienced a cat bite on the back of my left hand. The infected wound turned to blood-poisoning, making my left hand swell up like a catcher's glove. I couldn't even bend my fingers, and the pus came out of the wound for over two weeks. I had to sleep with a plastic bag over my hand at night and I wore a long sleeve shirt during the day so that my wife wouldn't see the blue streaks that had gone up my arm to my shoulder. She had warn me to tell her if there were any signs. (I had blood-poisoning once before and went to a doctor, but now I was trusting Jesus.) She had also told me at that time of someone who recently had a cat bite infection that spread and the doctor had to remove his arm in order to save his life. Now there's a thought before taking a step of faith! But, just the day before I had read something and the words, "My Word" jumped off the page and into my mind. So I told God, " I will stand on your word, for you are my healer." I called my friend Sheldon David, telling him that God was going to heal me or he would have to come and raise the dead.

In every situation I have gone through God has been faithful. In our tests, sometimes the symptoms may last for days, weeks, or years, but God will always be faithful if we don't change our confession or we don't look for carnal remedies. Sometimes healing requires obedience and/or forgiveness before you see results. Whatever the situation, it's important to listen to and obey God. Sometimes people don't hear God speak because His Word has already said what needs to be said. It's dumb to ask God if it's His will to heal you, when the Bible already outlines his will on this subject. He wants to heal us more that we want to be healed.

If you slip up because of human weakness or fears, repent and keep on trusting. I remember one time that I even spit out and dumped some antibiotics down the toilet that I had just bought for an abscessed tooth. God is always faithful when I obeyed and trusted his ways and not my preferences or fears. I have been healed from other health issues and difficulties, because God's Word says I'm healed. That settles it for me. We need to persevere regardless of how long it takes. I would rather die trusting and obeying God, than to do otherwise. Heaven is not a place I'm trying to avoid. I have heard some people say, "But, I have family that depends on me." Do you think that's news to God?

I also rarely prayed for the physical pain to go away, instead I would pray until I could bear the pain or it went away. Remember, Jesus even refused a pain killer (hyssop) when he hung on the cross. He chose to suffer for our sake and also set an example for all of us. Faith, obedience and the cross can be very painful at times, but there is also a cloud of witnesses in heaven cheering us on. (I don't believe it is a sin to take an aspirin, but we shouldn't depend on them either.)

God is my shield and the rock of my salvation. That's what His word says, so why do we resort to other forms of protection? Again, this is what the maturing of our faith is all about. Therefore, I have learned and chosen to close "back doors" and "escape plans," precaution measures that people make because of fears. I've heard stories of others having major health problems or car accidents with big medical bills, also of fires and flooding. We should always make sure we're living where God wants us, doing what he expects of us, as to avoid such problems. God said he is our shield; and God doesn't lie. I didn't quit buying insurance to to save money but because I trusted God.

One by one I eliminated all forms of insurance protections. We can't boast about how powerful and all-knowing God is if we don't let Him prove Himself. Therefore, I chose not to live by "what ifs" or what might happen, but by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of Jesus, to live by His faith. That is why I don't have health, house or car collision insurance, but only minimum liability because of a state laws. Nor do I have any other kind of insurance—such as AAA, travel insurance, or extended warranties. Even back when Costco had tire warranty for a dollar I quit purchasing it, which didn't make my wife too happy, but she learned. I wasn't being foolhardy; I just took bigger steps of faith knowing that God is big enough to handle any and every situation.

God is my protector in every area of life. Just like Daniel in the den of lions or the three Hebrew children in the fire. Those Bible examples were given to us for a reason. Yet, today many Christians, because of fears, follow the examples of the world and other Christians—including ministers—by going to medical doctors, getting insurance and borrowing money. Some choose certain jobs because of medical benefits; I chose to decline them when they were offered on my last job. Christians believe their sins are forgiven and they're going to heaven when they die. Of which neither are provable. Yet they often refuse to believe or trust God in the areas that are provable. We really need to get our eyes off the world and learn to trust and obey His Spirit leading, plus to rid our garden of every form of fear and lie, so that our faith can grow full and free.

...to be continued.

Build A Better Garden (Taking Steps of Faith, Pt 2)

Learning to build faith in our garden requires us to do something we don't usually like to do—trust God. For example His Word tells us, "By His stripes we are healed." (Is. 53:5) That was accomplished 2000 years ago. Or was God telling a lie? Do we really believe God is our Healer, or do we only hope so? or is he a Healer just for certain individuals? Why do so many Christians continue to go to doctors? Part of the reason is because that's where most of us started life, and we have continued to put our trust in man's hand. Many people have not built their faith apart from doctors, or built their faith on the ability of God to do as he promised. Many believe if God doesn't heal them immediately, like the examples in the Bible, then other alternative must be their next choice. But Jesus prefers to correct the spiritual problem which is usually manifested in the physical so we will take the proper steps to correct it. However, most don't want to take the time, effort or consider the possibility that there is a spiritual problem. Jesus healed a lot of people, but many still rejected his message. (Obedience is better than just being good in your own eyes.)

I'm not saying one should never go to a doctor. God uses doctors and nurses to minister to people all over the world. They help deal with all forms of accidents, disasters and health issues, to those who don't know the power of God. He hopes someday those same people will eventually trust in Him, like I did. Women had babies long before there were doctors. (If you want to read about the power of God to deliver healthy babies read the book, Born in Zion, by Carol Balizet; she was a nurse who helped start the home birth movement.) God can guide a surgeon's hand just as easily as healing your physical or emotional problems. We need to listen to and obey God. However, for those who believe in doctors and in hospitals, in 2008 over 48,000 people died in the USA alone from an illness they contracted from those medical facilities. Maybe hospitals and clinics should post a sign at the door, ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK.

So how do we build our faith? We can start now with the simple things. First of all, I asked God to forgive me for my lack of faith in Him; repentance is always a good starting point. Many people have depended on the medical system from birth, and many of our parents continued to take us whenever we got sick. It has been considered a normal way for almost a hundred years for most people in the western world. But as Christians, we have another alternative: Jesus Christ the Great Physician. He was the intended healer and source of health for all God's children. And one of the best parts is, His services are free as long as we obey Him.

When I started reading Bible scriptures on Faith and healing, I found them saying, Jesus healed them all. I read other books too, like Healing The Sick by T.L. Osbourn. Then I took some simple steps by changing some habits. Whenever I had a headache, muscle pain, or an injury, I wouldn't take an aspirin; instead I just spent some time with God and thanked Him for my healing—even before the ache or pain was gone or even when I was throwing up. If the problem continues ask God to show you the reason. It's best when we ask first.

I also started to eat healthier foods and eliminate sugar-laced products from my diet. Processed sugars and other man-made foods are harmful to our bodies, bodies which are described in the New Testament as God's temple. Again, I repented because I allowed my taste-buds and stomach to rule what I ate. I also started to fast because I wanted God more than food. Denying the flesh is a part of building faith. (Our bodies are His temple and we can't keep putting junk in it without consequences.) Don't be surprised if you start to feel sick when you decide to trust God in the area of health; satan's little buddies don't want you to trust God for your health, and sometimes they attack with all kinds of symptoms, such as a cold or flu. And what do most people usually say, "Oh no, I'm getting sick." Watch what you say; sow words of faith. Sure I felt miserable for a few days, but now I was choosing to trust God for my health. I didn't stop trusting just because the symptoms didn't go away as quickly as I had hoped; and this is where the real test of trust begins. (Yes, the symptoms and pain are real, but reality and truth are two different issues. I chose to live by truth.) The cold was over in less than a week. I thanked God. Then I said to satan, "Was that your best shot?" The next day the symptom were back again. It's not smart to taunt satan. I continued to trust God.

We are learning to walk in His divine health, not just being healthy. Jesus was never sick and he now wants us to live out His nature in every area in our life including health and wholeness. He also knows exactly what you are experiencing every moment. Also if you fall or get hurt somehow, pray and thank God for his protection despite how it may look or feel. Again, watch what you say; words can paint your future, so speak God's words and not words of fear. You may hear words of fear, but don't speak them. We can't stop the enemy or others from whispering fearful words in our ears, but we don't have to entertain them.

One time I tripped over a cross-brace that was in place while building a raised deck; I fell hitting my forehead on the concrete, splitting the skin 3/4" and making a knot in the middle of my forehead. In the fall I also hit my right forearm and it looked broken. I immediately prayed and thanked God for His protection, despite what I felt or saw. Shortly after, neither my arm or my head hurt much considering what happened or the way they looked. I thought I would take some time off work the next day so I went to visit Sheldon who lived 200 miles away. When I got to his place, I removed the bandage from my forehead and the injury was healed and my arm no longer hurt. I was where God wanted me for my next step of faith.

I always enjoyed my visits with Sheldon and the home-church in Longview, WA. We had spent several days talking about the Lord and what God had been doing in our lives. One evening I told him that I felt I was to get him a car, and told him that I had even tried to save some money to buy him one because he hadn't had a car for 5 years. I even said I would give him my car, (which I owned for only five months so as to have an economical vehicle that I could use to visit him), but, I wanted to give him something nicer than an old 4 door Honda that I had. The next morning I left Longview; I was halfway home when the Lord said to me, "You forgot something." I pulled off at the next off-ramp and asked what it was that I had forgotten. He said, "You forgot to give Sheldon your car."

...to be continued.

Better Than I