Day 311

Day 311 of  The Red Shoe Project was a day filled with ministry opportunities.  I'm wearing my Ruby Red flats today.  High heels are no place for a battered, bruised and swollen foot!  It's a miracle that my foot was not broken, not to mention that I really haven't had much discomfort.  Thank God!

Last week was unbelievably challenging, but this week is a new beginning.  I'm encouraged!  Today we talked at The Bonfire about the price of God's anointing.  It seems that every powerful minister has paid a price.  They've died to self.  They have gone through humbling times.  They've faced hardships of various sorts.


             Somehow, they come out of it all, 

not with a diploma, 

but with a mantle 

- an anointing 

- a power - a gifting 

that's straight from the 

hand of God!

This morning, as I got up to minister to the woman at The Bonfire,  I noticed something was different.  I immediately sensed the need to pray.  A voice in my head revealed the presence of a spirit of depression, oppression and negativity.   There was a hinderance -- a resistance in the atmosphere.    The room seemed tainted with despair and unbelief.  Without giving it a second thought, I took authority in Jesus' Name, bound those spirits -- casting them out-- and asked God to fill that place with His precious Holy Spirit.

Even still, something was not right.  I sensed the presence of Doubt.  I could hear this voice in my mind.  It was as if someone was whispering... 

"Nothing's going to happen here!"  

Yet, at that very moment, a divine knowing came upon me and I found myself speaking out, under a prophetic anointing... 

"I cast aside that doubt in Jesus' Name.  You're thinking right now that God's doesn't have anything for you.  But I'm here to speak on His behalf.  He knows what you need and He's going to meet to you today!  Even now, you're thinking, ' She's not talking to me.'   But you're wrong.  God is saying,  'It is You!  You're the one He's talking to!'"

How interesting.  It was all so spontaneous -- surreal.  I made no observation myself of resistance.  There was nothing I saw that lead me to believe that oppressive spirits were present to hinder the move of God.

It was a total, 

on-the-spot, download 

of revelation and prophetic utterance.  

I was the one out in front praying... or was I?  To be honest, I felt as if I were set back from the group, watching from afar, this person who looked like me, speak the Word of the Lord. Then suddenly, there I was in the midst of the group.  People were praising God, clapping, and bearing witness to the Word that had been given.

An Empty Vessel

That's what it was!  I was merely an empty vessel that God had decided to pour into and use. 


It got me to wondering... Is that what God was doing this past week?  I saw it as a week of challenge and difficulty.  Perhaps God saw it as something entirely different.  Perhaps it was merely the process of tweaking or fine tuning a vessel to be used by Him?

"and I will give you treasures 

hidden in darkness -- secret riches.  

I will do this so you may know that

 I am the LORD, the God of Israel, 

the one who calls you by name.

Isaiah 45:3  NLT

I'm meditating on that -- in RED shoes --

 and thinking about the One who has called me by name!

Gail