It was a whirlwind trip! And just like that it’s over and I’m back home. It’ll take a few days to catch up and wind down (at least I hope I can–life doesn’t seem to be slowing down at all!). We flew to LA on the 25th. The next morning as I was waking up I thought I heard Ezekiel 3:5-9 so I looked it up: “You are not being sent to a people of obscure speech and strange language, but to the people of Israel—not to many peoples of obscure speech and strange language, whose words you cannot understand. Surely if I had sent you to them, they would have listened to you. But the people of Israel are not willing to listen to you because they are not willing to listen to me, for all the Israelites are hardened and obstinate. But I will make you as unyielding and hardened as they are. I will make your forehead like the hardest stone, harder than flint. Do not be afraid of them or terrified by them, though they are a rebellious people.” That made for an interesting way to start things off!
We had a day of visiting relatives and then were off to Lancaster. I believe the videos from that conference will be up soon (Shekinah Worship Center), and I would encourage anyone with questions about the role of women in these end times to watch the whole conference. It was called the Midean Women conference because the Lord had been speaking to Brother Sadhu about that very thing. Basically what it boils down to is a three-fold anointing, that of MIrian, DEborah, and ANna–prophetic worship, prophetic warfare, and prophetic intercession–that is being released on women in fulfillment of Psalm 68:11. The teaching was encouraging and empowering, and the worship was off the charts. The second day I sat down beside a woman and discovered she was from Mechanicsburg! She had just been pondering whether God had any divine connections for her there (yay God!). I am looking forward to getting together with her soon.
Other speakers included Lou Engle (who had received a similar word from the Lord) and Jennifer LeClaire, Senior Editor at Charisma Magazine. It was the first time I’d ever heard Jennifer speak and wow is she a powerhouse! She encouraged us all to dream wild. On Saturday night Sadhu taught and then prayed for and anointed all the women with oil. It got wild (as it usually does) and some people had powerful encounters. I know because they talked about them the next day at church. Instead of the usual service, time was given to share testimonies and there were many who spoke. After about a dozen women got up and shared the powerful visions and encounters they had I stood up. Basically I said that I didn’t have any of that–no visions or words from God, no encounters, and I didn’t feel anything–but that I believe I received. One way I knew was because at prayer meeting we had a time of prayer for the nation and I interceded like I never had before. The pastor (Joe Sweet) spoke into that and I wish I’d have written down the name, but there was a somebody who was told by God to “tell My people to learn to receive without feeling anything” (or something like that). Anyway, I had a number of women come up to me afterward and thank me for saying that because it had been their experience too.
We went back to LA and took the drive through the mountains, which was beautiful. We have been to California a number of times but never in the spring, and it was lush and green from all the recent rains. Over the next two days we got together with some of the extended family and at one point I shared with a couple relatives what Brother Sadhu had mentioned at the conference, i.e., that he recently saw a huge angel with a sledgehammer in his hand in LA. An earthquake is coming, and it is going to be catastrophic. My prayer for my relatives (and I told them this, because they’re not planning on moving) is that God will send His angels and wake them up so they can get to high ground. My first and only visions (thus far anyway), came at the end of my first forty-day fast back in 2011 and the second one had to do with an earthquake in LA. I was shown how far the ocean came in. Whether that was from a tsunami or the land sinking, I don’t know, but it looked as if it covered most of the city. Sadhu also spoke about three other ones in the US, one in the middle of the country (probably the New Madrid one) and one on the East Coast (not sure where the other one was). He told us to pray for our President, that he would be able to serve his full term. We know there are plenty of witches and others cursing him, and evidently the “time of grace” that we are experiencing as a nation is tied directly to his term. If only more Christians knew that, perhaps they would pray more fervently. I’m not saying that to be judgmental, because I need to pray more myself. I definitely feel as if “something” is coming though. Kind of fitting that today is the National Day of Prayer.
Anyway we got home yesterday morning at around 8:30 and were in bed by 9, sleeping kind of fitfully until around 2. Then we attacked the jungle that was our yard and I did some gardening. Probably a good thing we did because it is to rain the next couple of days. I need to go see dad today and take him to the store, etc. I am hoping for a rental space to open up so he can have a shop. It would be good for him to have something to do. Right now, I think I shall try to go back to sleep. Still trying to adjust my sleep schedule. Perhaps I’ll have a dream :)