My Calling (Part One)

At age 8 years old I was baptized in the Name of the Lord Jesus, some years later I was filled with the Holy Ghost, with the evidence of speaking in other tongues.   Now if I had my way, this would be the end of the story, I was saved, and on my way to Heaven, but as I have found out in my walk with the Lord, the way that I want, doesn’t mean jack when it comes to God.

I was about 18 years old when I had a dream, now understand I don’t dream much, and when I do, many I don’t remember.  But this one was not just any dream, it was more of a vision, better yet a revelation, and it was from above.   A dream that I will never forget, yet a dream that I never wanted to have, and still to this day, wish I hadn’t had it.  But I did and this is what happen.

Though I was sleep, it seem that I had moved out of my body, and Lord took me to a church, one I have never seen and have not seen yet.  In the church, I saw people of all colors, sexes, and background, some were saved, some were not, but they did have one thing in common, all have been hurt, rejected, and kicked to the curb.  And what made it worst, most had been hurt by church folks.  It was then when I asked the Lord how did the church folks get hurt by their own; it was then that He reminded that He too was wounded in the house of my friends.   Yet I understood, but I was still confused, and what did this has to do with me, it was then that fear overtook my being.

The Lord told me that it was me that he was sending to ministered to them, but how it could be I that the he wanted.  I was taught to flee fornication, and I was running to it as fast as I could, there had to be one living holy than I out there, as there was no way it could be the one for such a task.  But the Lord assured it was me.  But daddy was a preacher, so I knew the life of a minister, and it was a life that I did not want.  Most members in my family are ministers; I did not want to join them.   I told the Lord all I wanted was to go to Heaven, that is why I never sang in a choir, never been on the usher board, I just wanted to be saved.  Lord! I said, but though filled the Holy Ghost,and though I still struggled in my body, he assured that He knew me, every weakness, ever struggle, He reminded me that He knew me,  before I was in my mother’s womb, so my issues of the flesh was no surprise, yet I was called for this moment.

I asked the Lord what to tell them, in my anger, trying to show Him that I am not the one.  The Lord said simply this; tell them that I love them.  Don’t’ tell them that I can make them rich, don’t tell them about the new car or house.  But tell them that I will never leave them or forsake them.  Tell them that I will love them beyond understanding; tell them that though their sins are scarlet red, I will make them as white as snow.  (Understand outside of Rev Ike and a few others, prosperity teaching was not like it is today)….He assured me that it was me to give this simple message……JESUS LOVES THEM

It was then that I woke up in chills, in fear, and in anger…..but I knew that I had talked to the Lord…… (END OF PART ONE) 

Published on November 21, 2012 at 4:05 pm  Leave a Comment  

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