And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place. And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting. And there appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance. – Act 2:1-4 KJV I always press in to gain revelation during the feast seasons, and this Pentecost…
And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place. And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting. And there appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance. - Act 2:1-4 KJV
I always press in to gain revelation during the feast seasons, and this Pentecost was no exception. The Lord had been stirring in me an expectancy that began last September at the Feast of Trumpets. When the year 5776 began, the Lord was speaking through all His prophets about the intensity that we would experience this year. The momentum would continue to build and we would see great signs, wonders and miracles. The Kingdom of God would begin to break out through His people as we rose up to become all that we were created to be. I knew it was going to be exciting and challenging, but had no idea it would be so very difficult.
Beginning in November, I personally felt the heat begin to intensify. What did it look like? Well, for me, it was things breaking down, finances drying up and relationships being stretched. This pattern only continued as the months went on. There were only brief moments of respite. Whereas I had experienced these challenges before, I had not had felt this severity in many years. I knew that I had overcome at some level before, so I had confidence to continue on with joy. Based on what I had come to know about Abba Father and His great love for me, I was reveling in His love and not letting the problems around me consume my thoughts. I knew that He would take care of it and I was determined not to let the enemy steal my joy again.
Keeping in mind what the Lord had said about this year being a year of great breakthrough and restoration, I held to that promise and continued to look for my open doors. I saw paths forming and I took them believing they were all leading to the place the Lord wanted me and family to go, but not sure of where the destination was. Every decision to follow the path came with a price tag. I was committing myself not only to a course of action, but also to paying for things that I had no way to cover. I held fast to the truth that where God sends you, He also sends the supply necessary to support you. Faith had to arise to meet the challenge. The enemy would often whisper, “Who do you think you are? You can’t do that, you have no resources!” I would simply agree with him, but then remind him that my Father in Heaven holds ALL the resources and He was quite able to foot the bill.
My car had been having issues with a clogged radiator which we tried to solve the year before. The actions we took held off any problems until December 2015. Then it started all over again. Minor fixes were no longer working. By May, the temperature gage was always running on the hot side and I was very limited in how far I could safely drive. Confinement was setting in. Finally, the radiator began to leak and it had to be replaced. Once that was done, pressure built and the water pump broke. God worked a miracle and made a way for me to have this work done. I was completely amazed at how He orchestrated this particular event. I woke up that morning in great distress over how I was going to pay for such a huge repair and by the end of the day I was rejoicing because it all got done and paid for so easily. I thought I had slain the dragon and my car problems were over.
Despite the repairs, the thermostat remained at a place much higher than it should. Two weeks later I took the car back to the shop and had all the hoses and thermostat replaced. These were the last pieces of the old cooling system and by replacing them, the car should be completely free of cooling problems. I hated to spend more money, but was excited that I would finally be free of this nagging issue.
Exactly one week later, on Sunday, the day of Pentecost, I was driving locally and the thermostat shot up into the red. Never, with all the previous problems, had the thermostat hit the red zone! I panicked! How could this be happening? There was no billowing smoke or visible signs of leaking, just a red-hot thermostat. I dreaded the thought of beginning my week sitting in the shop again. That night, at 2:30 a.m., my dog awoke yelping in pain. I had no idea what was wrong with her. I am not one given to running to the doctor or the vet and usually try natural means of healing as long as I can discern what might be wrong. This time, I had no clue. So we all got in the car to take the dog to the ER. Then I remembered that the car had just overheated. I felt that the only thing I could reasonably do was take the chance and drive it anyway. So we drove 40 minutes across town to the ER while the temperature gage danced back and forth, occasionally hitting the red and then going back down. Super-sized stress at 3 in the morning! After spending an hour with the vet and discovering that the pup had a sprained tail, we had the pleasure of driving back home. Thankfully, the temperature gage stayed below the red all the way back until we were within 5 miles of the house. Suddenly, it shot back up and would not leave the red. I had to pull over and let it cool. It came down a bit and I was able to get ½ mile from my house before it hit the red again. This time, the needle was pressing past the red and it felt like the car began to gasp. Coasting to my driveway, I, too, was gasping. To some this might not seem like a big deal, but to me, this car is my only means of transportation and my bank account was empty, there were no resources to fix this car, let alone think of getting a new one. The pressure, at 5:30 a.m., was almost unbearable.
In addition to all of this, many of the things I committed to several months back are now coming due. In order to continue to move forward on the path, confinement must break. The enemy’s voice was getting louder as he kept holding up a picture of failure before my eyes.
When I woke up, I sat with the Lord until He would give me some direction. I finally saw the picture that is attached. Instead of the red temperature gage being a bad thing, it was like He was saying, you’ve reached your goal. I knew He was speaking about a spiritual goal having to do with pressing through for my promises to manifest. I wasn’t really clear on what it meant, or how it would help me naturally, but it made me feel better somehow.
Back at the shop, we discovered that the cooling fans weren’t working either. Along with a hefty repair bill, I also had to surrender my transportation for two days while they were being replaced. During this uncomfortable time, the enemy was bombarding me with lies upon lies. He was gathering up all the lies and failures of the past and trying to bury me. He tried to blind me to all the good that God has been doing and cause me to forget all the new doors that have opened to me. He used those closest to me to bring accusation against me. He never plays fair. I was wearing down, for sure. But in the midst of that, breakthrough came. Suddenly, there was a way for me to purchase a new vehicle. It’s like a little light broke through the wall of stone that I felt was in front of me. And this morning, God gave me the revelation I needed.
I was studying the scripture quoted at the top and found that the word ACCORD was my key, it’s our key. The Greek word for ACCORD comes from two root words: Homo meaning “same” and Thymadon meaning “passion, heat, or inflaming wine.” It is the root word for thermometer! The words in the lexicon say, “inflaming wine that drives the drinker mad or kills him with its strength.”
The meaning of Acts 1:1 became clear.
“And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place.”
This is speaking of believers all united in an overwhelming passion, not causal agreement. This passion drives us to lay aside everything except a whole-hearted pursuit of the Lord and His Kingdom. We have to move past looking at ourselves, our spiritual pride in whatever form it manifests, and look to Him to be our ALL. The question He posed to me was this: “If everything that you are contending for were to be stripped away at this moment, would you still serve me?” Ouch! Sometimes God seems like a big contradiction. This was one of those moments.
But it is in this moment, as He confronts each of us and we respond with a YES, that He is sending Holy Spirit as new wine and fresh fire. The power of the Holy Spirit being released to us at this time is the fire that burns hot to kill off everything that would hinder what He wants to do in our lives. If we resist, it will drive us mad. It is the refiners fire, seven times hotter than before, but the kind that leaves us smelling fresh when we come out, not burnt. Our aroma is becoming pleasant.
But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and manifests through us the sweet aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place. For we are a fragrance of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing; - 2Co 2:14-15 NASB
If you are feeling the heat, then go up higher with Him until He shows you what He is after. Your breakthrough comes not from external sources, but from the deep in you. Let Him break open your deep and bring forth the pure gold. Shalom!
This week before Pentecost is a time to prepare our hearts to receive all that the Lord wants to give us. I believe this year is a SUPER Pentecost – for those who are ready to receive. God is doing so much so fast. He is equipping His people to demonstrate Him and His Kingdom in the earth. He’s looking for those that are ready to partner with Him, those that can see beyond the circumstances and dream BIG. I offer this FREE DoWNLOaD to help you stir up expectation in your spirit! Press into His heart this week! FREE Pentecost…
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