It's Day 171 of The Red Shoe Project. I got up with the sun, popped on my little RED sneaks, and finished up some last minute packing.
It's time for a Holy Ghost Road Trip!
With my suitcases packed and ready by the front door, my daughter Grace laid her hands on me and prayed a powerful blessing for God to move in these next few days. I am off with my girlfriends to pay a visit to Mama Fire in Rome, Georgia and attend her "Daughters of Destiny" conference.
It is sure to be life-changing! Before I knew it, Bonnie's car pulled up, my bags were in the back, and off we went. First stop... Carolyn and Jim's house to pick up Nancy, another road warrior.
As we popped in for a quick visit, Sister Carolyn met us with hugs and smiles... and a few goodies to eat while driving. Lo and behold there was her husband, Jim, greeting us with a big smile as well. Wow! He looked amazing. How can that be? He just got out of the hospital, yet he never looked so good. He was strong and filled with The Holy Spirit. He took a moment and shared a good word with us, pulled out his anointing oil and prayed for Nancy. Then we were off.I hated that we had to leave so soon. What's going on with my friend, Jim? Yes... the doctors took good care of him in the hospital, but I think Dr. Jesus did a little surgery Himself. (He is the Great Physician!) I will talk with Jim some more when I return.
We weren't on the road long, when Nancy showed us a book she's reading. It's entitled, Free in Christ: Your Complete Handbook on the Ministry of Deliverance by Pablo Bottari. As I flipped through the pages and read the table of contents, the girls suggested we read it out loud and discuss it as we drive. Since Bonnie was driving, I was designated to be the reader. The hours flew by as we soaked up about half the book. It's message is powerful, to say the least.
After riding a few hours, the cars in front of us began to slow down significantly. TRAFFIC JAM! Fortunately, we were able to exit the highway fairly quickly and stopped for lunch. Even then, traffic was still at a standstill, so we took a little detour and caught up with the highway further north where the cars were once again moving. Later we stopped again for gas. And then another time so Bonnie and I could switch seats so I could drive for a couple hours.
Things were going along great when suddenly the cars in front of me came to a complete stop. Another TRAFFIC JAM! I noticed an exit just ahead, but it was one of those exits with little to no gas stations or restaurants. I hate those exits because you never know where they will lead. Sometimes they bring you on a mysterious ride to "No Man's Land." We were going to try and keep going, but at the very last second possible, we turned off the exit.
Go back? Not an option. We'd be lucky if we made it to the highway, then what? We'd be stuck in that jam. We kept going forward and began praying. There wasn't a gas station to be found. There wasn't anything to be found. We kept praying and kept going. Right in the nick of time, we miraculously came upon a gas station and filled up. Thank you Jesus! With gas in the tank we headed north and again reconnected with the highway. Looking back the traffic was at a stop, but our direction was now moving smoothly. We were fortunate to have gotten off the road when we did. Otherwise we would be sitting in that traffic jam, on the side of the road, with no gas! God is so good!
It was almost twelve hours since I left home and we were pulling into Mama Fire's abode. Others were arriving as well. Mama came out to greet every one of us personally and saw to it that we got a tour of the house and found our rooms. She insisted that we gather together in the main room for a few words of encouragement, a song or two, and prayer before retiring for the night. Nine of us joined hands in a circle of prayer.
Oh no... I was expecting something great, but I wasn't expecting this! At least, not so soon. My bags were still in the car. I hadn't even taken off my jacket yet. I was leaking. My eyes were like water faucets that someone turned on but forgot to turn off. Even though I was standing there with everyone else... even though I was agreeing with them in prayer... I was slowly drifting away. I was going to that wonderful place. I could see it... the waterfall -- the beach of liquid glory. Oh how I love that place! When I'm there, I melt. I become soft. My heart softens. I can't speak. I have nothing to say. I just want to fall to my knees and hope that God will let me stay in that space as long as possible. Maybe it's Heaven? It sure doesn't feel like earth. I can hear everybody praying. They sound so far away. And I know I have to go back, but I don't want to. I want to stay in the glory!The conference hasn't officially begun yet, but God has begun His work in me. Oh my! What have I got myself into? No worries. It will be good. I have full liberty to let go and let God do whatever He wants in my life.
Stay tuned...
Gail
