When God Pours Out

Wow. We serve God with all of our heart, worship Him when things are great, and push through the times when we feel dry… And goodness, was it worth it for me. Today, I am still in amazement of His favor yesterday.

pour out water

I spent my day at a conference behind a trade booth. This conference was dedicated to superintendents of the school systems within the state of Georgia. The day began with me standing at a booth, smiling as people walked by. To the right of my booth, was a booth titled, “The Bible Literacy Project”. In front our booth was “Positive Athlete”. To the left of our booth was a walkway. Some chose to stop and I would tell them about the company I worked for. It was a long day in stilettos, hardly moving except within my trade booth area or the occasional restroom break. While all of the superintendents were in learning sessions, I  made a round to see who else was represented at this conference. I did this on two separate occasions just long enough to work my feet some from going to sleep in 5″ heels.

Immediately, I was fascinated with the booth to our right. What was a Bible project doing at a school conference? They had created a textbook of the Bible (tieing it in with history) and were attempting to have the book implemented into high schools as an elective course. (http://www.bibleliteracy.org/) I have wanted a “textbook type book” of the Bible for months now to study with. Around halfway through the day, this woman and I were talking and she gave me a textbook! Prayers answered. 

While the superintendents and school board members were making their rounds to the booths, I thought I recognized someone walking across the room. In fact, I did! She came up to me with a huge hug around my neck. Little did I know, she had been a school board member of a local county for 6+years now. She introduced me to the county’s superintendent. Verbally, they agreed to come to lunch with me (in reference to the company I work for. God provided a divine appointment! (I was originally scheduled to go to an Alabama conference, but, was swapped to the Georgia conference last-minute.)

A booth further down my same aisle was called “Street Grace”. They were there to bring awareness to sex trafficking. She gave me an alarming statistic – that 91% of children victim to sex trafficking are enrolled in the public school system. Unbelievable. We began talking about Street Grace, which lead to God, which lead to Project Genesis. The woman I was speaking with asked if she could pray with me in the middle of this conference (with others walking around, talk about unashamed faith!). Of course I replied, Yes! She prayed for PG and myself personally. (http://www.streetgrace.org/)Covered in prayer from another divine appointment and a company willing to participate in the 2nd portion of Project Genesis!

The booth across from us, Positive Athlete, is a (directly from their website) group of high character and iconic professional athletes teamed up to promote the benefits of “positivity” to young athletes, and to create a cultural shift in our high schools.  It’s an opportunity to shape the futures of young athletes for life skills beyond athletic competition with websites and social media that tell unique stories about professional and amateur athletes who approach sports and life with a positive attitude. (http://celebratepositive.com/positive-athlete/) Throughout the day, our booths spoke with each other to pass the time. At the end of the day, the owner of the company came in and we began to talk. Long story short, he wants to be a part of PG anyway he can. Huge favor for PG!

On the way home, I was running everything that had happened over and over in my head. Seriously, just in awe of what God had done for me. As I drove home, the Holy Spirit spoke to me. “If you keep preparing vessels, God’s favor will pour out.” I immediately thought of the woman in scripture whose children were getting ready to be taken as slaves for a debt she couldn’t pay. The prophet told her to borrow vessels and begin to pour the little bit of oil she had in her house into each of them. They poured and poured, oil supernaturally filling every vessel. When she asked for another vessel and there wasn’t one, the oil stopped flowing. (Read the entire story here) Everything I was doing for God had prepared vessels. Prayer time, devotion time, being obedient, being consecrated to Him, I mean everything. It all adds up to empty vessels and today was the day God came and filled those. I was poured into and overflowing with blessings and a word!

The Holy Spirit also spoke to me a word of warning. I will not divulge this here; however, I received divine wisdom on top of everything else He had provided to me. 

The lesson of this blog – the testimony of this blog – to keep pushing through even when we don’t want to. Every time you spend time with Him, mirror Him in love to others, copy Him in His behavior when no one else would see you, you are creating vessels. Create as many as you can because He will come and fill them. When He does, you want to have as many as possible for Him to fill and for the oil to never stop.

Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. – Psalm 62:8

Pour out your hearts to HIM and He will pour out into you.

Life & Legacy

Today has been extremely emotional. I attended the funeral of Bishop David Huskins. The room was filled – standing room only – to celebrate a man’s life and his legacy. Person after person spoke about his character as a person, the millions of people he touched, and the mantle he carried for God. While his physical body was laying in the casket, his presence could definitely be felt in the room. Throughout the service, the Holy Ghost kept dealing with me on a few things that I just couldn’t shake.

A few weeks ago, I had told the Lord in prayer, I needed a word. A strong word. I was at a crossroad and had not the first clue what I was to do. So yes, I pulled the card on God. And did He ever respond. I awoke to a message from someone that said, “I have a word for your if you would give me permission to share.” Well… of course! The message was to start thinking about what sort of legacy I would leave to my children and my children’s children. I have thought about it here and there but really didn’t put anymore thought into it.

Today, the Holy Ghost spoke again… what legacy will I leave? What legacy will Project Genesis leave? This series of questions led me to another series of questions. What am I doing to show Kait how we should be saturated in the presence of Jesus? She is at an age where she mocks and copies everything I do. Why not bring her into prayer time for 5 minutes a day. As smart as she is, over time, she would get it and join in. So this is the goal moving forward. It also allowed me to re-evaluate my own life. Am I truly saturated in Jesus? Yes, I live for Him, I share about Him, I listen to the Christian music and post the inspirational quotes of scripture. But is my heart truly saturated? Today, the Holy Ghost confirmed to me today that I need to take it a bit more seriously. Both personally and with PG, and to never take small beginnings for granted.


Now, this evening I write you from a place of very clear thought.

This man’s ministry began in tents. (tent revivals were a big thing when he started). Another woman I know who has a huge ministry now began with only 7 kids. What they have in common is they put everything they had into those in front of them. They did not give up because things were not happening the way they thought it should or at the speed they preferred. They had faith, listened to what God said and kept going. Then more came… and more came… and more people wanted them to be part of their events. The point here… if we will be faithful with the “little” Jesus will give us “more”.

I influence people who I come in contact with. So do you. Project Genesis is going to change lives. I have no doubt about that. Whether it’s personal or professional, it’s a path we have to have faith with and it is one we have to remain strong to do. Not only will we begin to see changes in others as pursue whatever our legacy will be, but I we will see changes in ourselves as well. It’s impossible to stay the same. Either you move forward, or your backward. But you can never stay still.

God is going to do some amazing things in us as we move throughout these processes. It’s not always going to feel good, but like spanking your child, you do it because you love them. And they learn when their mistakes are brought to their attention. God prunes those He loves because He wants better for us. To be better Christians, mothers, fathers, friends, leaders. He wants us fully consecrated to and for Him. Growing hurts but it’s worth the temporary pain.

 When I feel like Jesus isn’t around, I remind myself of this verse: Psalm 46:10 – “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” Sometimes we have to be still and silent.

What legacy will you leave?


Live At The Level Of The Cross

As you know (at least if you have been reading my blog for any amount of time) God seems to speak to me in themes… key words or phrases that are on repeat. Lately, the theme is “where you go I go, what you pray I pray”. While this discussion could go many directions, I was ever so fortunate, to receive a vision from God on this one. Truly, a beautiful vision.

We visited a church this past Sunday of some friends we hadn’t seen in a while. It’s always nice to see people you haven’t seen in a while. During the worship portion, I just decided to close my eyes and see where God would take me. (I encourage you after reading this to close your eyes for a moment and try to envision this yourself!) I saw Jesus in a white robe. He wasn’t facing directly toward me but instead turned to my right about 45 degrees. Rays of sunlight were shining from behind Him, following to be in front of Him. Imagine a forest of trees with rays of light piercing through – same idea. The arms of His robe hung much lower than His actual arm. He stood without a hood of any sort, bearded with dark hair, and His chin slightly lifted up. He had this “smirk” on His face mixed with a smile. His eyes were closed. He looked content if I had to place a word to describe it. All of a sudden, the vision changed. The rays of sunlight stayed exactly the same. The angle of 45 degrees stayed exactly the same. Jesus’ became a wooden cross. The cross was simple, not ornate at all. It was three-dimensional and just standing in mid-air (or so it seemed). Nothing hung on it, it was clean, almost like it had just been built.

“Holy cow…” I thought to my self. The Holy Spirit began to flood my mind with thoughts. Let me sum this up for you:

When we truly “go where I go” or “say what I say” (meaning us to Jesus) then that means just that. Jesus went to the cross. We should follow, by taking up our crosses daily. And we should say the things He said which includes forgiveness. Even some of His last words on the cross stated “forgive them, for they know now what they do”. A man who was in agony – who could have easily been bitter – still showed mercy. Shouldn’t we? Jesus fed the hungry. Shouldn’t we? Jesus never gave in to gossip. Shouldn’t we not give into gossip? You see the point, the list is endless.

We should all strive to live at the level of the cross. Because if we ever had to actually go thought the process of being crucified at the cross, I bet we would never forget it again.

A New Creation. A New Beginning.

Have you ever felt like you wanted to leave where you were behind and just start over? I have great news! In so many words, you can! That’s not to say you don’t have consequences for previous actions made; however, what lies before you could be more than a new life. It’s a fresh beginning. Today is Easter. The day Jesus was resurrected from one of the most gruesome deaths in history. A death He knew He would have to endure. A death He chose to endure. Could you imagine someone loving you enough to go through this following medical explanation of the cross? Because Jesus did. He went through this for you. And me. And everyone else in this world.

(written by someone who didn’t name themselves in the article)

Jesus’s Health 
It would be safe to think that Jesus was in excellent health. True, life as a carpenter was not luxurious, but add to that a Mediterranean diet, which is said to be the healthiest in the world—and later the constant walking around for the ministry, was vigorous enough to put him in reasonable health. Yet, at the garden of Gethse­mane on the evening of Holy Thursday and morning of Good Friday, he underwent great emotional stress from being abandoned by friends, the thought of humiliation and a cruel death by crucifixion, that he produced bloodied beads of sweat. This condition is called hematidrosis or hemihidrosis, where the veins and skin become tender from anguish that they break, mixing the blood with sweat. Without sleep and breakfast, and weary from walking about 2.5 miles back and forth between the sites of different trials, Jesus’s body had become defenseless to the harsh scourging he would suffer hours later.

In March 1965 Dr. C. Truman Davis wrote an article titled “A medical explanation of what Jesus endured on the day He died,” published in Arizona Medicine by Arizona Medical Association. Davis, an ophthalmologist, a pastor, and author of a book about medicine and the Bible, wrote that the flagrum, a short whip with small balls of lead tied near the ends of each thong, “is brought down with full force again and again across Jesus’s shoulders, back, and legs. At first, the heavy thongs cut through the skin only.”  The succeeding blows, however, “cut deeper into the subcutaneous tissues producing first an oozing of blood from the capillaries and veins of the skin and finally, spurting arterial bleeding from vessels in the underlying muscles.” The whip tears into the deep skeletal muscles to produce ribbons of bleeding flesh. At the mocking of Jesus, a crown of thorns was driven into his scalp, causing more bleeding, the scalp being among the most veined parts of the human body. They returned his robe, only to tear it off again, again opening the wounds whose dried blood has adhered to the cloth.

Bearing the Weight 
Finally, the journey to the Calvary begins. The heavy crossbar weighing 34 to 57 kg is put across his nape and shoulders. Today, men can swing sacks of rice weighing 50 kilos on their backs. But remember that Jesus was already very weak, had lost a great amount of blood, was in excruciating pain, and was under emotional strain. He stumbles and falls repeatedly that Simon of Cyrene was ordered to carry the cross part of the way.

More pain is coming. In preparation for his nailing to the cross, Jesus is violently thrown backward, grinding his continuously bleeding wounds onto the wood and possibly allowing dirt to enter them. Iron spikes measuring 5 to 7 inches are driven through Jesus’ hands (some accounts say the wrists would be more accurate location. Medically speaking, the wrists are part of the hands). Because the hand is full of sensory nerves, any stimulation would cause agonizing shots of pain in both arms, and maybe throughout the body. The feet are nailed next, and Jesus is now crucified. The nailed hands carry the weight of Jesus’s whole body and tear at the wounds. Meanwhile, the stimulation of the nerves in feet is also causing Jesus much pain. Davis writes, “As He slowly sags down with more weight on the nails in the wrists, excruciating, fiery pain shoots along the fingers and up the arms – the nails in the wrists are putting pressure on the median nerves. As He pushes Himself upward to avoid this stretching torment, He places His full weight on the nail through His feet. Again, there is the searing agony of the nail tearing through the nerves between the metatarsal bones of the feet.” In another study of the medical aspects of the crucifixion, it is said that the procedure is relatively bloodless because no major arteries are hit. However, the pain, coupled with the incessant bleeding of the back wounds, lead to the deterioration of Jesus’s condition.

Excruciating Pain 
Excluding the pain, the major effect of crucifixion is the hindrance to normal breathing because the body pulls down on the outstretched arms and shoulders. After being in this position for quite a while, exhalation becomes shallow and labored. The upper body starts to cramp, making it even more difficult to breath. Jesus tries to breathe more freely and ease the cramping on his upper body by pushing himself up by the feet. But that offers little comfort due to the piercing pain in the feet. The mere act of breathing has never been so agonizing for a single human being. After “hours of this pain, cycles of twisting, joint-rendering cramps,” Jesus slips into unconsciousness due to asphysxia, a lack of oxygen in the body usually caused by interruption of breathing.

At about 3 p.m. that Friday, Jesus dies
According to studies, the exact cause of Jesus’s death, only six hours after he was nailed, was hastened by a combination of loss of strength, loss of blood and loss of oxygen. Between the scientific deductions, many would suspect that he died because of the loss of our faith in Him. The piercing of the spear on his side, which likely ruptured his lungs and heart, was done to ensure death…


Glory To God! He arose from the dead to stand at the right hand of the Father in heaven. I plead with you today, if you have never given your life to Christ, or perhaps you just need a new beginning, here is your chance. Everything you read in the above paragraph, Jesus did for you. He’s offering a fresh start to live like you know you should be living. To live according to His direction, His will and His ways. Your life can have new meaning on this very day – in the very place you sit right now reading this. Don’t let this moment pass you by!