The Keys to the Kingdom

Old keys on a old book, antique wood background

I have heard so often that we need to be living the kingdom lifestyle. When Jesus walked the earth He told the disciples the kingdom of God was at hand. I have always been intrigued at this notion and knew I wanted it, the kingdom that is. I wanted to live like this. I even created a Kingdom living Pintrest board, although there is not much on it considering that I wasn’t actually sure of what kingdom living was. Kind of like a kid telling his mom he wants to drive a firetruck, he draws pictures of firetrucks and dresses up like a fireman but doesn’t actually know how to drive it. So this is me, wanting a longing for something big red and shiny, but not sure how it will happen or maybe not even fully understanding what it is.

Let’s step back to the beginning of my walk, previous blogs will show that the Lord poured out a good dose of the ghost on my life. I was having dreams, speaking prophetic words of wisdom to people and much more. Then as soon as it had come I stepped into a dry season. I pray daily for God to use me like he had done before. Take me to new levels. Maybe I was too ambitious and really got on his nerves…lol I can do that. Sometimes I get on my own nerves with my anxiousness, of the “what next Lord”. So of course the enemy steps in and has a field day with me. Filling my mind with lies. Even though I am holding fast to God, I am getting worn down by the constant barrage of disappointment and waiting, which was never my strong suit.

The last few days the Lord is showing me some things, I am just starting to latch on to it. Insert mental image of baby so hungry that even though the bottle is in her mouth she can’t seem to suck any milk out. God has shown me some phrases.

1. Prophet

2. Keys to Kingdom

3. Intercessor

My boss who can be a man of few words and quite frankly I think, thinks I am a little cooky at times, told me about my gift with the prophetic. For some reason hearing it from him made it stick.

I bought a book months ago, that I just picked up to read, it speaks of kingdom authority, using the keys to access all that God has to offer.

My Pastor started a series of sermons on sonship and realizing who we are in Christ and that we as the body of Christ have to stop living with an orphan mentality.( We have no power, feeling defeated, not accessing our potential)

My dear friend  tags me in a post that leads me to read about kingdom living, prophets, and leading.

2 weeks ago God led me to intense intercession for the first time. I thought I was going to explode. A dear friend calls me after I had been suffering for days no eating, no sleeping, I relay to her what I am feeling and she says, “your being called to intercede”. I’m like how???? she said you have to let it out, wail, weep, scream. I was so afraid. I do not like to feel out of control, and this feeling I had inside was so intense I was afraid to let it go, but like when your sick and you know you have to throw up, and you fight it, but ultimately you know you are not going to feel better until you just do it. Yup, that was exactly how it felt. I prayed and asked God to keep everyone out of the house. My husband will think I have gone over the edge and my kids will be scared. He did just that. I wailed for 45 minutes, I groaned from the deepest parts of me. It was the pain of Jesus’s heart for this lost world, I keenly knew it as I cried and wept.

Little conversation with God~

Okay so what now Lord? What does all this mean? Am I going to start living the kingdom life? How do I get in? God is telling me I already have the keys and that I am standing at the door. He told me I have had the keys all along. But, I argue I have prayed Lord for you to show me the way, to pour out like you have done before……wait for it, but nothing has happened. He continues to tell me, you have it already. Okay Lord, but I apparently don’t know how to use the keys to open the door, I am truly at a loss. I am still patiently awaiting him to show me how to get in, even though I already have the keys, I don’t know how to use them.

But, I know my God is for me, and that He has plans and purposes for my life. I will stay in prayer and patiently wait for Him to let me in. Or to show me how to use the keys.

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” A Chance Friendship ” Joanne’s story

GiGi’s turned out to be such a great outlet for me. I love to talk and now I had no pressure of a ” Boss” (except for Gino of course..lol) I could talk with every customer, and really get to know who they were and are. So, on a sunny day a young woman entered the store, she had a big smile as I greeted her. I knew she was not from the area I always remember a face. We got to talking and she told me she was in between appointments at her job as a pharmaceutical sales rep, she was getting married in August and just wanted to see if she could find some odds and ends for the big day. She was talkative just like me, and told me all about her wedding  as well as a lot of other things. There was a spark; an instant connection between us. We talked and hugged and she promised she would come and visit again when she was in the area.

    A couple of months later she stopped in again, she was now a married woman and was excited to show me her wedding pictures. We talked at length, and she talked to me about her hopes and aspirations for the future. She wanted to be a mother, she wanted to move closer to her family, and possibly buy or build a home. She was anxious about how that might work out, or if it would at all. I told her about all the things I had been through in the last couple of years and how we came to even have the store, and that it was a painful time, but that it was meant to be. I told her everything happens for a reason and in it’s perfect time. I told her about my prayer place, when I can shut out the world and really focus on praying and that prayer had been a huge comfort to me. We hugged as she got ready to leave, and I promised her that I would say a prayer for her. She smiled and thanked me.

 I prayed for her and waited for her to stop in again. She came back to visit just before Christmas and was beaming from ear to ear. She was indeed pregnant, had got a new job near her family and found a house not far from her parents. She was so happy, and was laughing with her marvelous infectious laugh. I was overjoyed for her!

 As, we started to talk about how it all came together for her, she stopped and said ” Did you pray for me?” I said of course I did, as we both laughed. She said “Thank you so much, I felt so at ease after I left that day, I sware it was your words, Marty.” I was flattered that she felt that way, but I insisted that it didn’t have anything to do with me, it was just the right time for her. I had no idea at this point that this young woman standing in front of me, that I had only known for 6 months and lived 3 hours away was divinely placed in my life and I in hers. We both had BIG CHANGE on the horizon.

Romans 12:2 And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good acceptable and perfect.

Yet, another season had come and gone and right around the dawn of Spring 2011, Joanne came in looking very pregnant, I was so happy to see her, and rushed over to her to put my hand on her belly. That day my sister in law Gina had stopped in on her day off to chat with me and was present when Joanne arrived. We made small talk, but Joanne did not seem herself that day. I immediately sensed something was wrong. She then asked me if we could talk in private, since my sister in law was at the store and had filled in on occasion, I asked her if she could man the register and help any incoming customers. She agreed and Joanne and I headed to the back room and shut the door. I said ” Joanne, what’s going on?”  She said that it had been a rough couple of months, her grandmother had passed away, I gave her my condolences, but she wasn’t finished, she went on to tell me that she had a secret that she had kept from her family since she was 11 years old and that now was the time to reveal this secret. She went on to describe a scene from a Summer picnic with her family, it was hot that day, and she was tired from being in the heat. She came inside the house and layed down on the couch to take a nap. She awoke to her Uncle rubbing her private part very aggressively from the outside of her shorts. She jumped up and he promptly stopped. She ran upstairs to her bedroom and was sobbing, she was scared and at 11 years old had a hard time processing that her Uncle would do this to her. Until this point of her telling me the story, she had only told her sister and her now husband.

A lot of things had lead Joanne to this decision she explained to me. The death of her grandmother. Her Uncle never really got his life together and was still in and out of his Mother’s house which burdened Joanne’s grandmother. Joanne did not want to hurt her grandmother any further with this upsetting information. Joanne, had recently found out that she would be having a baby girl. Joanne’s mother would be the caretaker of the baby while Joanne and her husband worked, and now that Grandma had passed away, Joanne’s Uncle was now leaning on her mom to be his crutch. In her mind there was NO WAY she would let that man near her child.

As, I was hearing all of this I was in utter disbelief. The information was shocking and so sad for Joanne to be going through, but even more over her words to me ” Marty, I couldn’t think of anyone better to give me advice.” I came here for your guidance and for your prayers.

What had I done, for her to have this much confidence in ME? ” A Lady at a Gift Shop ” 3 hours away from where she lives, I just couldn’t wrap my mind around it what had I done to make her trust me so deeply.

I consoled her, shared my own experience of molestation that occurred when I was 9 years old, and just gave her the best sound advice I could muster up. She left the store after a lot of crying, hugging, and promises of prayer. She was going to do it, she was going to not be in this hell she had been in all these years by keeping in this horrible secret. She was going to do this for her baby! I went home that night and told Gino what happened, he was shocked too that she had come to GiGi’s to get my advice, prayer, and comfort. He said ” Marty, what do you say to people?” I was like I don’t know, I was asking myself that same question. That night I went to prayer, a sincere, pure prayer, and said “God, obviously there is something that people are drawn to, in me. I don’t know exactly what it is, but if I can help people in anyway with your guidance I am willing. I had NO IDEA what I was asking for in that short, sincere prayer. I would soon find out, and my life would never be the same.

Many are the plans in a man’s heart,
   but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.
Proverbs 19:21