Listen to your life!

Those of you who know me best know just how hard this use to be for me . . . you know what I’m talking about, the being quiet part. The listening part. But I am happy to say that I have been practicing. And it’s getting easier. Ralph Waldo Emerson said it best, “Let us be silent that we may hear the whisper of God”.

Today social media is far from quiet. In fact, it is SCREAMING! Screaming with fear, hatred, rage, protest, panic, joy, excitement, love, it’s about time’s, and absolute stupidity on both sides of the issue. I had to stop myself . . . truth be told, a few different times, from weighing in on the political arena. God told me to stop and “Listen to my Life”. What is MY life saying?

I hope it is saying this: I love you, no matter your color, your size, your income level, or your religion. I have been called by my Creator to love you. Sometimes, that is downright difficult–almost impossible. Some of you spew hatred. Without Jesus in my life, it would be beyond impossible. But with Him, all things are possible.

I hope my life says this: We all make mistakes. We all say things we wish we hadn’t. We all do things we wish we hadn’t. We all need forgiveness, mercy, grace, and second chances. If you’re like me, you may need 3rd, 4th, or 5th chances. But eventually, you get it right! You become brave enough to use your mistakes to help others climb their mountains, skip over some of the hazards, and make it to glory quicker–with less bleeding and more joy!

I hope my life says this: I am willing to listen before jumping to judgment. We all have a story. What is yours? Where do you come from? What is your perspective? I may not agree with you. In fact, I may completely disagree with you. But I will not hate you. We can agree to disagree.

I hope my life says this: I know that white privilege still exists in some places and I am not proud of that. But I will stand beside my brothers and sisters of different ethnicities and fight for freedom and fairness for you. It belongs to you. It should be yours. It’s that simple. You can count on me.

I hope my life says this: Although I didn’t vote for the President who took office today, I pray he does well . . .VERY well. Because I am intelligent enough to know that if he does well, our country does well. We are all in this TOGETHER. I want people to succeed. I want our country to be strong. I want men, women, and children to be healthy, strong, happy, and whole.

I hope my life says this: Although I may completely disagree with you politically, I can still respect you as a human being. Although I wasn’t excited about either of the top two Presidential candidates for office, I am not out looting or causing anyone harm. I am not bashing my “friends” on Facebook. I am not purposely trying to hurt others’ feelings.

I hope my life says this: In the grand scheme of things, I have no control over this. I voted. I did my job. I DO have control over myself and MY actions. I can do random acts of kindness every single day . . . and this does make a difference.

Listen to YOUR life. What does it say?

There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under Heaven . . .

There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under Heaven . . . Ecclesiastes 3:18

For me, 2017 is a time for ushering in a season of transparency. For a long time, I spent a great deal of energy wondering if people liked me; trying to please “them”; hoping not to rock the boat; wanting to be somebody’s first choice, somebody’s favorite person; desiring to be liked by most; worried if I said or did something that accidentally offended someone else; spending a great deal of time and energy trying to please people. I am loud by nature and a bit “over the top”. Some people find it to be too much and that used to hurt my feelings. My husband now refers to me as “Holy Spirit Popcorn”. He sees the beauty in my loud, “over the top” exuberance for life. Thank you, Jesus!

A few years ago, I finally entered a REAL season in my life. I have spent more time alone over the past two years–studying, repenting, living, loving, enjoying,breathing. I live more intentionally for God and not for the world. Most of our world is made up of people pleasers. The majority of people are not sure of who they truly are. People are running around playing the same game I was playing–afraid to truly be themselves for fear of “not being accepted by the majority”. It’s fueled by the fear of being alone. The fear of “not being invited”. The fear of “being talked about” by others. The fear of “not being included”. The fear of “being different”. What would people say if they knew the REAL me? Would they accept me? What would happen if I didn’t fit in any longer?

The simple truth is this: If you are not brave enough to live your authentic life, you are robbing yourself. You can do it for awhile. But eventually it will show up. It will show up emotionally, physically, and spiritually. It will begin to break you down bit by bit. It will eat at you. You will be so busy changing yourself to please others and “fit in” that you probably won’t notice all the little monthly, yearly changes. The small changes and wrong decisions add up over time. Then one day you will look in the mirror and no longer recognize the image staring back at you. This scary moment will rock you at your very core! Then that question stares your tear-stained eyes in the face, “How the heck did I get here and how do I get back?”

We don’t have to let fear control us. Fear kills our God-given destiny. We can choose to live and walk forward in faith. We don’t have to let anxiety have the reins of our lives. We can live in hope. We don’t have to try to please everyone. We can live to please one–our Creator. His love is unconditional and His mercy and grace are never-ending.

It has been said that I have turned into a “Jesus Freak”. This sort of makes me giggle and I take it as a compliment. I am finally beginning to understand the authority and power I have been given through Christ. God has allowed me to witness many miracles over the past four years. I have also cried many tears and watched wonderful people say their final goodbyes here on earth. I don’t have all the spiritual answers, but I do know The One who does. One day when I meet God in Heaven, I will have many questions for Him. Until then, I will continue to do His work here on earth.

2017 . . . may it be the year you stop worrying about what “they” think about you and start believing in what HE thinks about you! He loves and adores you! Do not be afraid to live your authentic life! Do not be afraid to be the REAL you! Step into your God-given destiny. It probably won’t line up with the world’s view of you. That’s ok! It’s not supposed to. You were not created to please the world. You were created to please God! And in pleasing God, you will change the world for the better. . . one person at a time!

Forever Changed!

I just returned from my annual ministry trip to Voice of the Apostles. Each year, I return with a renewed energy for my job as a prayer minister and a deeper love for my Creator. I follow Generals of the Kingdom like Bill Johnson, Randy Clark, Will Hart, Todd White, Rodney Hogue, Pete Cabrera, Jr., Jamie Galloway, Heidi Baker, Bishop Joseph Garlington, Reinhard Bonnke, and a handful of others. I see God using them to bring freedom to the captives and I yearn to do the same. Not to “be them”, mind you–but to be used by God like them.

This year, I was introduced to the bigness of the Holy Spirit and the reality of the Heavenly Supernatural realm in an overwhelming, life changing way! God became even bigger for me–as if that was possible! I felt the presence of the Holy Spirit engulf my entire physical being. I shook. I wept. I glorified His presence. I worshipped Him. I dreamed prophetic dreams and found answers I had been searching for.

There is much too much to share in this blog, but I will share one story with you. In the middle of the week, I prayed for a woman who was a complete stranger to me. In fact, I started out praying with her husband. He is the one I thought needed a “word from the Lord”. But God had so much more in store!

After praying for the man, his wife thanked me and shook my hand. It was then that I felt the Holy Spirit start to download information to me about her and her past. With each Holy Spirit guided statement or question, her eyes grew bigger. She, too, knew this was a life changing moment. She was being introduced to God in a new way. She was realizing that God KNEW her intimately and cared for her. And God was taking the time to talk to HER–through a complete stranger.

“Did you lose a child? Do you struggle with anxiety? Do you have a nephew who has walked away from the Lord? Is he in trouble with the law? Have you been mothering many young teens? Are you living in constant fear since the loss of your child many years ago?”

Folks, I  have no “special powers”. I am not clairvoyant. I am not a fortune teller and I don’t read minds. As Randy Clark would say, “I am just a ‘lil ole me’ waiting and willing to be used by my Creator.”

So let me give you a little warning. When you tell God you are willing to be used, when you push in for more, when you beg to be just the little donkey that Jesus rides in on . . . get ready! You might as well get down on all fours, flick your ears, and swing your tail a bit. Because God WILL give you the opportunity to be obedient. Don’t let these opportunities pass you by.

About 5 years ago, I begin to learn that God, Jesus, and Holy Spirit are much more available to me than I had ever known. I began to dig deep and truly “show up” for Him. I began to realize that the very same power that raised Lazarus from the dead was living and breathing within me. I have the DNA of Christ pulsing through my body and our earth desperately needs to be touched by Jesus. We are to bring Heaven to earth. We are to be the hands and feet of Jesus. We are, to not only believe in miracles, but set these miracles in motion. God uses US to bring change, to bring healing, and to set the captives free.

So back to my story about the woman. I will call her “Susan”. When I mentioned the fact that she was living under a spirit of fear, her body went taut. She tensed up every muscle and closed her eyes. Her eyelids began to flutter at a rapid pace and she suddenly threw her body into a backwards L–no kidding! I don’t think I could duplicate this move if I tried! She stopped answering my questions and I realized we were on the verge of a full fledge deliverance.

I began to speak directly into her ear, “Spirit of fear, I recognize you and call you out by name. In the name of Jesus, I command you to leave Susan’s body. I send you to the dry places, never to return.” She stiffened, opened her eyes, and stared straight ahead. Susan was no longer conversing with me.

I repeated, “Spirit of fear, by the authority given to me by Jesus, I command you to leave this body, this Holy Spirit temple.” Then there was a loud, deep groan as she arched her back more. I told her to “let it out” and she did–all of the fear verbally and forcefully left her body. She then went limp as a noodle and her husband and I guided her to the floor.

She came into the room in love with Christ, but broken by the enemy. She left the room whole, filled with the peace of Christ and the Holy Spirit. She now knew that she was so important to God that He had sent a complete stranger over to her to release her from bondage. Jesus wins again!

Now for some of you reading this, you are thinking, “REALLY?? This sounds like something from a horror movie.” Throw in a little vomiting and a head spin and you would have a scene from some demonic flick.

You are asking the question, “How can a Christian be plagued by a spirit from the enemy?” Look around you. The enemy is the prince of this world. He comes to kill, steal, and destroy. We are all affected by him in one way or another. This Christian woman was not “possessed” because she already belonged to God. But she was under attack . . . heavily! These attacks can come in many forms–illness, depression, anxiety, fear, addiction, despair, etc.

This is not the first time I have seen this. Nor will it be the last. Healing–physical, spiritual, and emotional is meant to be ours. Jesus already paid for it. Yet so many of us sit around begging God to DO SOMETHING.

He already has! He created you. He created me. WE are meant to bring Heaven to earth. God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit want to be in relationship with you. They want to be REAL in your life. They want YOU to use the power and authority you have been given.

I used to only share this information with my closest charismatic friends. I feared that the rest of you would think I was a weird “Jesus freak”. I no longer fear this because I now know I am a Jesus Freak. I am proud of it. In fact, the t-shirt is on the way . . . “Jesus Freak. I’m willing to pray for YOU!”




How do you do this?

As most of you know, I am a prayer minister. I work out of my office in Rochester and I counsel women and children who find themselves in need– whether emotionally, physically, or spiritually. I work with these individuals to better their lives and help them understand their unique relationships with Christ. We pray together in my office and I often pray for each of these clients throughout the week, as well.

This week, I was asked by a few of my clients “how” I do this without going crazy. How do I listen to each woman’s story? How do I continue to have faith in a world that’s gone crazy? How do I continue to hold onto hope when it looks like all hope has been lost? How do I sleep at night, knowing the intimate details of so many personal atrocities? How can I block out the terrors of the world when they are all too real for many of my clients?  How do I remain joyful when I literally see joy being sucked out of women and children on a daily basis? My answer?? I don’t.

I don’t do anything remarkable without my God. I don’t remain joyful unless I read His promises. I don’t hold onto hope unless I stay close to my creator. I don’t sleep at night unless God blankets me in peace. I don’t do anything spectacular. HE does!

If I rely upon myself, all is lost. I am nothing without His love, His grace, His mercy, His strength, and His protection. He does the hard work. I just show up. I am obedient to His call. He is the one doing all the hard work. I make myself available to Him and He does the miraculous.

We, as humans, make life much more difficult than it needs to be. God simplifies things. He highlights what is truly important.

Give your life to God. Give Him the little things, the big things, and everything in between.

How do I do it? I don’t. God does. I simply have the faith that if I show up, HE will do the hard part. And He does!


Pokémon Go

Disclaimer: I have not played Pokémon Go.

OK, having said this, I have to respond to something I heard on television this morning. A twenty-something woman said, “Parents should be happy. This video game is getting kids outside again!”

Yeah, I may not be a kid anymore; but I remember my childhood. I went outside . . . A LOT! Why, you ask? Let me count the many reasons:

  1. My parents told me to.
  2. The sun was shining.
  3. The sun wasn’t shining.
  4. I had a fort waiting for me.
  5. No television during the day meant “no television during the day”.
  6. I wanted to ride my bike with the awesome banana seat and fringe handlebars.
  7. My cousins were waiting for me to play “cops and robbers”.
  8. There were sticks to race down the stream.
  9. I had mud pies to bake.
  10. I had to check my “pretend” mailbox to see if any notes had been left for me.
  11. There were meals to be made out of berries.
  12. We girls needed to spy on the boys as they built their tree house.
  13. I had an imagination that needed to be explored.
  14. If I stayed in the house, I would be given a list of chores to complete.
  15. I loved the feeling of the wind upon my sun-kissed face.
  16. There were scavenger hunts to participate in.
  17. Lunch was in a sack, lovingly prepared by my mom so I could “eat on the run”. Who wanted to take time out to “come in” for lunch?
  18. I wanted to walk in the woods with my friends.
  19. Our dogs wanted to play
  20. And did I mention, my parents told me to??

So I am sorry, beautiful Miss Twenty-something, I am not thankful that there is another video craze. I am not thankful that it is causing accidents and sending people by the mobs to roam through otherwise peaceful cemeteries. I am not thankful that children and grandchildren have their faces glued to another screen. Why, you ask? Because although they may actually have made their way outside, they will miss everything beautiful that was intended for their outside play. They will miss out on making amazing memories of value.


A 48 year-old kid at heart

“I’m So Tired”

As most of you know, I am a certified healing practitioner (spiritual counselor) and I work with women and children–some who find themselves in crisis. One of the phrases I hear most often is, “I am so tired”.

Let’s face it . . . life can be exhausting, overwhelming, and downright difficult at times. Many women tend to “take on” more than they should. God did not create women to save the world. His Son did that already. Yet, often times, women feel the need to control . . . EVERYTHING! We find ourselves wearing so many hats at once: daughter, wife, friend, colleague, employee, daughter-in-law, sister, sister-in-law, mother, grandmother, driver, listener, volunteer, caregiver, grocery shopper, chef (if you count microwave mac & cheese), laundry expert, gardener, . . . you get the picture. Heaven forbid we do anything less than full throttle. If and when we do slow down a bit, the enemy tries to stir up guilt in us for “not being everything for everyone”. No wonder so many of us are tired!

Last week I, too, was feeling exhausted. Some of my extended family members were suffering. Friends of ours lost their beautiful 6 year-old little boy to cancer and they were beyond devastated. I had clients in deep need, a family member needing hospitalization, and our vehicle was leaking fluid. I had to make flowers for my daughter’s wedding and our dog’s hair had become a permanent feature on my living room floor. Our laundry wasn’t doing itself (big surprise) and popcorn was the featured dinner dish on Friday. So how did I cope? How did I keep myself from breaking down in a puddle on the floor?

I reminded myself that I don’t live for man. I live for God. I wasn’t created to “save the world”–not even my portion of it. Jesus died to give me life. LIFE. This is it, in all its glory and disappointment; joy and grief; happiness and tears; plans and surprises. I did what I could. I prayed for Austin and his family. I re-scheduled some clients to allow enough time to be helpful to them. I took my family member to the hospital. My husband took our car to have the leak fixed. I created SOME beautiful wedding flowers. I didn’t get them ALL finished. I just did what I had time for and the rest are waiting for me.

The laundry stayed dirty a few days longer than normal and I stopped wearing my socks around the house. This way I didn’t have to look at the dog’s hair collecting on them. Don’t worry. I have since vacuumed.

I prioritized and allowed myself to “fall a little short” of my own desires. I laid my head down on my pillow at night, gave God thanks and prayed for those in need. And then I slept–soundly. After all, I was exhausted. But I was NOT overwhelmed. I put my trust in my Creator. I am learning to REST in His presence. This is fairly new for me . . . and I love it!

After all, we were created to be a human BEing, not a human DOing. Isn’t this thought beautiful and liberating? I find freedom in this!


Dear Readers,

It’s been a long time coming, but I finally created a blog. I have been writing for years, but I’ve decided to put my thoughts and reflections into a blog format to make it easier for those of you who follow my posts at Patchwork Faith Ministries.

For those of you that have been praying for something or someone for as “long as you can remember”, my advice to you is, “Keep praying. Keep believing. Keep the faith. Don’t stop believing. Don’t stop praying. Don’t stop asking God to intervene. Don’t stop short of your miracle manifested.”

For 25+ years, I prayed that my brother would stop abusing alcohol. I threw prayers up to Heaven much like a thundercloud throws down rain. Sometimes fast and furious–other times, slow and gentle. Intervention never came. His drinking got worse over the years. His health deteriorated . . . and I wondered if God was even listening.

And then it happened. All those prayers piled up in Heaven–their weight finally shifting the Supernatural Realm, releasing Heaven’s mercy and grace–raining down upon my brother like fresh water on thirsty ground. He entered treatment two weeks ago and he is flourishing. I am witnessing a miraculous change in his thought processing and his behavior.

My brother is a very private person, so I have refrained from putting this out on Facebook or on our ministry prayer page. But with his permission, I am now asking that you, too, add him to your prayers. Addiction is a beastly disease. Like other diseases, it comes to kill, steal, and destroy. But Jesus has come that we might have LIFE and have it ABUNDANTLY.

We are seated in Heavenly realms where all disease, destruction, conflict, and evil is beneath us. We have been given power as Christ’s disciples. Through prayer, we can BEAT down the evil attempts of the devil to destroy our lives.

Have you been praying for someone or something for so long that you have begun to give up hope? Well, don’t. Hold on to HOPE with both hands, knowing that God is in control. Claim healing. Pray against disease. Rely on HIS strength to get you through “the wait”. After all, Abraham waited a very long time.

Love, peace, & God’s blessings,