No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation.
Unscripted. Unedited. Real.
5 mins of writing on a set topic.
I’ve decided that if I ever wanted to do more writing….and to really get serious about it then I need to be able to just write. Simply write. So I’m going to join some friends linking up at Lisa-Jo’s blog and we shall see what fun ensues…..
So here goes….
I remember when the prophet man asked us to stand. So stand we did, hand in hand. He spoke words of life over us, words that gave us hope, words that gave direction. Truth. From God’s heart to our ears.
I remember the time in my student flat when I saw my friend’s leg grow before my very eyes. And then this very month when my friend’s baby was healed in utero of a heart problem.
I remember seeing and hearing people being set free from different spirits. It wasn’t freaky, weird or spacey. It was right and good and honoring. It was freeing.
I remember prayer meetings so loud that not one voice was distinguishable amongst the rumblings, all were raised in agreement, special languages and all. From our hearts to God’s ears.
I remember the amazing feeling when people remember past conversations with me, when they remember to ask after things. When they want to know progress and results. I remember that feeling that someone cares. Someone listens. I matter to them.
I want to give people the gift of caring. I want to give people the gift of healing, of being healed and whole. I want to provide hope and encouragement like no other, with words of prophesy and knowledge. I want to help people to shift and ease closer to Him, because I remember them, and not because of anything I do – but because of everything He has already done for them.
Let’s always remember that people matter.
Jesus remembers. We have these precious gifts from His helper. Let’s use them to show people that Jesus remembers them. Jesus remembers.