Recognizing and Responding to a Move of God

"Alexander Alexander, Alexander Alexander..." is all I heard repeatedly. It became louder and louder, until I had to stop. I had to ask her the question. "Excuse me," I interrupted, "Can we stop for just a minute? May I ask you a question? Does the name Alexander mean anything to you? I keep hearing the Spirit speak this name in my mind, repeatedly in a pattern Alexander Alexander, Alexander Alexander. It got so loud, I couldn't hear you anymore." Her eyes widened. "Why are you bringing him up? I thought I was here to get healed and we were seeking God for answers." She answered. "We are. Perhaps Alexander is the key to your healing today. It might help us to explore this and the door to your healing will be opened. Who is Alexander to you? If you don't mind answering the question." I pursued the question once again. "Alexander is my grandfather. Alexander Alexander. Alexander was his first and last name. He was a Freemason and not exactly a blessing to the family. What exactly does this have to do with my healing and why would God bring him up now?" She asked with a puzzled look on her sweet face. Then we began to unveil the mystery of her body's aches and pains that would never go away, her self hatred and fears, a family line hijacked by freemasonry. God stepped in to make His move, and it began with what I would call, The Stirring. In the Gospel of John of the Bible, There is a story in Chapter 5 of the healing at Bethesda. It reads like this: John 5 After these things there was a feast of the Jews, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem. 2 Now there is in Jerusalem by the sheep gate a pool, which is called in [a]Hebrew [b]Bethesda, having five porticoes. 3 In these lay a multitude of those who were sick, blind, lame, and withered, [[c]waiting for the moving of the waters; 4 for an angel of the Lord went down at certain seasons into the pool and stirred up the water; whoever then first, after the stirring up of the water, stepped in was made well from whatever disease with which he was afflicted.] 5 A man was there who had been [d]ill for thirty-eight years. 6 When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he had already been a long time in that condition, He *said to him, “Do you wish to get well?” 7 The sick man answered Him, “Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up, but while I am coming, another steps down before me.” 8 Jesus *said to him, “Get up, pick up your pallet and walk.” 9 Immediately the man became well, and picked up his pallet and began to walk. (NASB) In verse 4 the text states that in "an angel of the Lord went down at certain seasons into the pool and stirred up the water", what do you think the stirring up looked like? Did it look the same to everyone? Was there a feeling in the air that accompanied it? Was there a sound surrounding it? A scent? A taste? Was it only something that could be seen? What about the blind? They couldn't physically see the stirring. What is the mystery of the stirring? What is the sensation of a stirring, that special something signaling the Presence? The stirring probably manifests differently for everyone. For me, the signals are different with each visitation. In the scenario of Alexander Alexander, I heard a whisper but it was up to me to step into the stirring and respond to the whisper, to jump into the water when it was stirred. Sometimes we can miss it. There is a window of opportunity and if we don't go through the open window when it is in front of us, it will pass us by. The key is in the recognition of the moment. Holy Moments There is a vocabulary we can develop between us and God. The more time we spend with Him and the more we respond to the calling and the holy moments we will begin to spot the flash point as it comes. I'll share some of my language with God for examples of what I mean. Physical Healing: One of the things that happens with me is my hands begin to produce oil. I mean dripping oil, not sweaty hands but literally oil is dripping from my hands when there is a stirring for healing. Often the window of opportunity and the person is right within the immediate area. I have a choice of whether or not to engage the holy moment. I find that when I choose to engage it, miracles, signs and wonders follow. Deliverance: I will be out somewhere and someone will say something or have an unusual outburst around me. It usually will be something directed at me like a stranger will walk by and randomly call me a bad name or even perhaps growl at me. Yeah, I know it sounds weird and it is. It's then that I know I am being summoned into an encounter. I had a woman point at me once in a room of about 20 people and say, "I don't like her, get her out of here! Oh my God, I've never met that woman! I don't know why I said that!" She looked at me and apologized, saying, "I don't know why I responded to you like that, I've never laid eyes on you before, I never say things like that. I'm so sorry. I still need you to go though." Inner Healing: I will find myself in a situation and someone will randomly begin crying and telling me their problems. I was recently at a party and when I walked into the room I walked by a woman and she started balling. "What is that? I just started crying when I felt something move past me. I have so much pain physically and now emotionally, it's weird." I will be in a check out line at a store and people will start telling me about how their husband abandoned them or they had a child die. Again, it is an invitation into an encounter, and more than that, it's an opportunity to love. Dreams and Visions: I will have dreams about things before they take place. I will have strategies for things that don't exist yet. I will dream of people and circumstances. I have had dreams or visions of people I don't know and meet them later. When I was pregnant with my second daughter, I was terrified of having another pregnancy with pre-eclampsia and emergency c-section. I prayed for God to send me to the doctor I needed. I had a vision of a man's face. I felt a peace come over me during the vision. I knew I would know if he was the right doctor for me, if in reality his face matched my vision. A few weeks later when I was assigned a doctor by my HMO, I went in for my appointment and it was HIM. I got the doctor I saw in my vision and he was a wonderful, kind and gentle doctor. Supernatural Language: God speaks to me in unusual ways, he will use songs, cartoons, memories, perfumes, if you name it. He will use it. He has allowed me to understand foreign languages, and speak foreign languages through the gift of tongues. I was in a prayer meeting once and ended up in a Spanish-speaking group. They all prayed in Spanish. I don't speak Spanish. The man next to me asked me afterword if I spoke Spanish. I told him no. He said that I prayed word for word what they other prayers were in the group. For a practical example, when my granddaughter was a young infant she was keeping my daughter awake all night and she was exhausted. I went in and offered to take this exhausted baby and relieve the tired mama. When I was alone with my screaming granddaughter the Lord reminded me of the time I received my prayer language (tongues). I thought to myself, hmm, I wonder if praying in tongues would work for baby with colic. Guess what? Praying in tongues is the perfect remedy for colic. The Lord gives us the ability to sense the stirring of the water. Jump in! Keys to The Stirring Don't over think it. Obey the instinct, even if it's weird. Don't second-guess yourself. Trust Him. Follow through. Stop when He stops. Let love guide you. Take risks. Keep your senses alert. If you blow it, forgive yourself and learn. You will begin to see the prompting for what it is much sooner. The more you practice, the better you will become at discerning what is happening and what to do in response. Remember the move of the Spirit, the love of the Father and the friendship of Jesus is found in The Stirring.   Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.  

"Alexander Alexander, Alexander Alexander..." is all I heard repeatedly. It became louder and louder, until I had to stop. I had to ask her the question.

"Excuse me," I interrupted, "Can we stop for just a minute? May I ask you a question? Does the name Alexander mean anything to you? I keep hearing the Spirit speak this name in my mind, repeatedly in a pattern Alexander Alexander, Alexander Alexander. It got so loud, I couldn't hear you anymore."

Her eyes widened. "Why are you bringing him up? I thought I was here to get healed and we were seeking God for answers." She answered.

"We are. Perhaps Alexander is the key to your healing today. It might help us to explore this and the door to your healing will be opened. Who is Alexander to you? If you don't mind answering the question." I pursued the question once again.

"Alexander is my grandfather. Alexander Alexander. Alexander was his first and last name. He was a Freemason and not exactly a blessing to the family. What exactly does this have to do with my healing and why would God bring him up now?" She asked with a puzzled look on her sweet face.

Then we began to unveil the mystery of her body's aches and pains that would never go away, her self hatred and fears, a family line hijacked by freemasonry. God stepped in to make His move, and it began with what I would call, The Stirring.

In the Gospel of John of the Bible, There is a story in Chapter 5 of the healing at Bethesda. It reads like this:

John 5

After these things there was a feast of the Jews, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem.

2 Now there is in Jerusalem by the sheep gate a pool, which is called in [a]Hebrew [b]Bethesda, having five porticoes. 3 In these lay a multitude of those who were sick, blind, lame, and withered, [[c]waiting for the moving of the waters; 4 for an angel of the Lord went down at certain seasons into the pool and stirred up the water; whoever then first, after the stirring up of the water, stepped in was made well from whatever disease with which he was afflicted.] 5 A man was there who had been [d]ill for thirty-eight years. 6 When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he had already been a long time in that condition, He *said to him, “Do you wish to get well?” 7 The sick man answered Him, “Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up, but while I am coming, another steps down before me.” 8 Jesus *said to him, “Get up, pick up your pallet and walk.” 9 Immediately the man became well, and picked up his pallet and began to walk. (NASB)

In verse 4 the text states that in "an angel of the Lord went down at certain seasons into the pool and stirred up the water", what do you think the stirring up looked like? Did it look the same to everyone? Was there a feeling in the air that accompanied it? Was there a sound surrounding it? A scent? A taste? Was it only something that could be seen? What about the blind? They couldn't physically see the stirring.

What is the mystery of the stirring? What is the sensation of a stirring, that special something signaling the Presence?

The stirring probably manifests differently for everyone. For me, the signals are different with each visitation.

In the scenario of Alexander Alexander, I heard a whisper but it was up to me to step into the stirring and respond to the whisper, to jump into the water when it was stirred.

Sometimes we can miss it. There is a window of opportunity and if we don't go through the open window when it is in front of us, it will pass us by.

The key is in the recognition of the moment.

Holy Moments

There is a vocabulary we can develop between us and God. The more time we spend with Him and the more we respond to the calling and the holy moments we will begin to spot the flash point as it comes.

I'll share some of my language with God for examples of what I mean.

Physical Healing: One of the things that happens with me is my hands begin to produce oil. I mean dripping oil, not sweaty hands but literally oil is dripping from my hands when there is a stirring for healing. Often the window of opportunity and the person is right within the immediate area. I have a choice of whether or not to engage the holy moment. I find that when I choose to engage it, miracles, signs and wonders follow.

Deliverance: I will be out somewhere and someone will say something or have an unusual outburst around me. It usually will be something directed at me like a stranger will walk by and randomly call me a bad name or even perhaps growl at me. Yeah, I know it sounds weird and it is. It's then that I know I am being summoned into an encounter. I had a woman point at me once in a room of about 20 people and say, "I don't like her, get her out of here! Oh my God, I've never met that woman! I don't know why I said that!" She looked at me and apologized, saying, "I don't know why I responded to you like that, I've never laid eyes on you before, I never say things like that. I'm so sorry. I still need you to go though."

Inner Healing: I will find myself in a situation and someone will randomly begin crying and telling me their problems. I was recently at a party and when I walked into the room I walked by a woman and she started balling. "What is that? I just started crying when I felt something move past me. I have so much pain physically and now emotionally, it's weird." I will be in a check out line at a store and people will start telling me about how their husband abandoned them or they had a child die. Again, it is an invitation into an encounter, and more than that, it's an opportunity to love.

Dreams and Visions: I will have dreams about things before they take place. I will have strategies for things that don't exist yet. I will dream of people and circumstances. I have had dreams or visions of people I don't know and meet them later. When I was pregnant with my second daughter, I was terrified of having another pregnancy with pre-eclampsia and emergency c-section. I prayed for God to send me to the doctor I needed. I had a vision of a man's face. I felt a peace come over me during the vision. I knew I would know if he was the right doctor for me, if in reality his face matched my vision. A few weeks later when I was assigned a doctor by my HMO, I went in for my appointment and it was HIM. I got the doctor I saw in my vision and he was a wonderful, kind and gentle doctor.

Supernatural Language: God speaks to me in unusual ways, he will use songs, cartoons, memories, perfumes, if you name it. He will use it. He has allowed me to understand foreign languages, and speak foreign languages through the gift of tongues. I was in a prayer meeting once and ended up in a Spanish-speaking group. They all prayed in Spanish. I don't speak Spanish. The man next to me asked me afterword if I spoke Spanish. I told him no. He said that I prayed word for word what they other prayers were in the group. For a practical example, when my granddaughter was a young infant she was keeping my daughter awake all night and she was exhausted. I went in and offered to take this exhausted baby and relieve the tired mama. When I was alone with my screaming granddaughter the Lord reminded me of the time I received my prayer language (tongues). I thought to myself, hmm, I wonder if praying in tongues would work for baby with colic. Guess what? Praying in tongues is the perfect remedy for colic.

The Lord gives us the ability to sense the stirring of the water. Jump in!

Keys to The Stirring

Don't over think it.

Obey the instinct, even if it's weird.

Don't second-guess yourself.

Trust Him.

Follow through.

Stop when He stops.

Let love guide you.

Take risks.

Keep your senses alert.

If you blow it, forgive yourself and learn.

You will begin to see the prompting for what it is much sooner. The more you practice, the better you will become at discerning what is happening and what to do in response.

Remember the move of the Spirit, the love of the Father and the friendship of Jesus is found in The Stirring.

 

Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.

 

From Slavery to Sanctuary

When we see the great commission as a draft notice instead of a party invitation: Our lives become a pain instead of a pleasure and a regulation instead of a romance Our lists become a have-to instead of a get-to Our schedules are filled with obligations instead of choices Our relationships become task oriented instead of connection conscious Our vision is cluttered with paradigms instead of people Our hearing is loaded with guilt instead of goodness There's a mind shift from slavery to sanctuary. You're invited. You can do it.   Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.  

When we see the great commission as a draft notice instead of a party invitation:

Our lives become a pain instead of a pleasure and a regulation instead of a romance

Our lists become a have-to instead of a get-to

Our schedules are filled with obligations instead of choices

Our relationships become task oriented instead of connection conscious

Our vision is cluttered with paradigms instead of people

Our hearing is loaded with guilt instead of goodness

There's a mind shift from slavery to sanctuary.

You're invited.

You can do it.

 

Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.

 

You're Most Beautiful

You are most beautiful when you are being you You are most creative when you are doing what you love You are most peaceful when you are being loved and loving You are most productive when you are soaked in and surrounded by what you were created for You worship him with all of you and that is enough Your life is not a performance or a recital You don't have to dress up and hide your flaws It's raw and real and good Be free to be Christ in YOU is THE HOPE of GLORY You are SOOO COMPLETE ALREADY Of this church I was made a minister according to the stewardship from God bestowed on me for your benefit, so that I might fully carry out the preaching of the word of God, that is, the mystery which has been hidden from the past ages and generations, but has now been manifested to His saints, to whom God willed to make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory. We proclaim Him, admonishing every man and teaching every man with all wisdom, so that we may present every man complete in Christ. For this purpose also I labor, striving according to His power, which mightily works within me. (Colossians 1:25-29 NASB)   Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.  

You are most beautiful when you are being you

You are most creative when you are doing what you love

You are most peaceful when you are being loved and loving

You are most productive when you are soaked in and surrounded by what you were created for

You worship him with all of you and that is enough

Your life is not a performance or a recital

You don't have to dress up and hide your flaws

It's raw and real and good

Be free to be

Christ in YOU is THE HOPE of GLORY

You are SOOO COMPLETE ALREADY

Of this church I was made a minister according to the stewardship from God bestowed on me for your benefit, so that I might fully carry out the preaching of the word of God, that is, the mystery which has been hidden from the past ages and generations, but has now been manifested to His saints, to whom God willed to make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory. We proclaim Him, admonishing every man and teaching every man with all wisdom, so that we may present every man complete in Christ. For this purpose also I labor, striving according to His power, which mightily works within me. (Colossians 1:25-29 NASB)

 

Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.

 

Forgiveness in the Driveway

"It's time to go now, the baby has had enough." I said to my husband. My toddler was at the point of melt down and ready to be in her own house to unwind for the night. "I'm ready too. It's been a long day. Let's go." He said, ready to relax himself. We said our goodbyes to everyone at the gathering after what had been our second funeral in two weeks. This one was my grandfather's funeral. He had been wrestling with cancer for quite a while. Two weeks prior, my 9 year old cousin had been killed in a tragic car accident. We were all pretty emotionally exhausted. It had been quite a season in my family's history. As we were headed down the steep driveway, wrestling with a fussy toddler, I noticed a shadow to the side of the mailbox at the end of the driveway. Suddenly my mother's former husband and my former stepfather stepped into my line of vision and he looked me right in the eyes. I was stunned to see him and he was surprised to see me. I hadn't seen this man in about 3 or 4ish years when I left my childhood home in a flurry of pain and rejection. Small flashes of the past assaulted my brain quickly as he began to speak. This man began to tear up and cry right there at the end of the driveway. I had never seen him cry, not even for a second while I was growing up. "Toni, wow, it's you. I've heard you are doing well. I've always wanted to tell you just how sorry I am. I am so sorry for the way I treated you and your mother. I was so wrong. I didn't realize just how much my behavior effected you and how much damage it had caused you for all those years..." He said with tears and more sincerity than I had seen from him. It was hard to believe this situation. I was just standing there stunned to see him make an appearance at a funeral for my grandfather, let alone right there in a driveway face to face, apologizing. A man whom I feared and frankly hated just a few years earlier was standing right there before my eyes. That was the last thing I expected to happen on that day, until I heard these words come out of my mouth, which were truly a surprise to me. "I have something to tell you too." I said with my husband and my cranky, crying toddler right next to me. "I forgive you. I forgive you for every bit of every thing that happened during those years. I forgave you a long time ago. You are completely free of any obligation to me. I don't hold any of it against you at all. You are free to live your life free of guilt now. Please move forward with your life and make it the best life it can be. As for me right now, I need you to excuse me, you see I have a tired baby who is ready to go home. Everyone is in the backyard and will be glad to see you've come here today. Thank you for your apology. I really appreciate it and I wish you the best and I bless your life. Good bye." Our little family proceeded to walk down that hill and get into the car. When we got in the car, my husband said to me. "OH MY GOD! I can't believe what you just did! I wasn't sure what you would do if you ever saw him again. I thought you would punch that dude in the face!" Laughing, and my mind whirling from what just occurred, I said to him, "I didn't know what I would do either! I thought I would too! But I guess all that Jesus has been doing in my heart and in my life, all that forgiveness stuff our pastors have been walking us through is really real and far more powerful that I could ever imagine. I really believe every word I said to him today. I really do forgive him and I didn't know just how deep and wide Jesus' love could really take me. All that pain is gone. I'm not hateful or afraid anymore. I feel so free." I said to him, feeling a giant sense of relief. I had suffered abuse from my former stepfather all those years ago. I was very angry and full of fear and hate towards him. He was a young man when he enlisted in the military was sent off to war in Vietnam as an 18 year old young man. He had suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder as well as addiction when he returned back to the US. As a result of his trauma, he traumatized others and caused of lot of pain and suffering as a result of his violent tendencies, abusive ways and addictive behaviors. All the abuse in my childhood home created my own traumatic experiences and later post-traumatic stress. I went through a tremendous amount of healing in the time between leaving home at 19ish and then seeing him again later when I was 23ish in the driveway that day. I believe, however, a greater amount and a deeper degree of the emotional healing came as Holy Spirit began to bring comfort, teaching and nurturing to my heart in the years that followed. Holy Spirit brought a more complete picture of what had happened to me. It was His loving role in the broader picture of what He was doing in my life. He was bringing restoration, wholeness and ultimately beauty. Lastly, what I want to leave you with is this: If I can forgive him, and all those who participated in the pain and grief of those years, you, most certainly can do it too. You can forgive. You can heal. You can be restored. God is willing. Beauty awaits you.   Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.  

"It's time to go now, the baby has had enough." I said to my husband. My toddler was at the point of melt down and ready to be in her own house to unwind for the night.

"I'm ready too. It's been a long day. Let's go." He said, ready to relax himself.

We said our goodbyes to everyone at the gathering after what had been our second funeral in two weeks. This one was my grandfather's funeral. He had been wrestling with cancer for quite a while. Two weeks prior, my 9 year old cousin had been killed in a tragic car accident. We were all pretty emotionally exhausted. It had been quite a season in my family's history.

As we were headed down the steep driveway, wrestling with a fussy toddler, I noticed a shadow to the side of the mailbox at the end of the driveway. Suddenly my mother's former husband and my former stepfather stepped into my line of vision and he looked me right in the eyes. I was stunned to see him and he was surprised to see me.

I hadn't seen this man in about 3 or 4ish years when I left my childhood home in a flurry of pain and rejection. Small flashes of the past assaulted my brain quickly as he began to speak. This man began to tear up and cry right there at the end of the driveway. I had never seen him cry, not even for a second while I was growing up.

"Toni, wow, it's you. I've heard you are doing well. I've always wanted to tell you just how sorry I am. I am so sorry for the way I treated you and your mother. I was so wrong. I didn't realize just how much my behavior effected you and how much damage it had caused you for all those years..." He said with tears and more sincerity than I had seen from him.

It was hard to believe this situation. I was just standing there stunned to see him make an appearance at a funeral for my grandfather, let alone right there in a driveway face to face, apologizing. A man whom I feared and frankly hated just a few years earlier was standing right there before my eyes. That was the last thing I expected to happen on that day, until I heard these words come out of my mouth, which were truly a surprise to me.

"I have something to tell you too." I said with my husband and my cranky, crying toddler right next to me. "I forgive you. I forgive you for every bit of every thing that happened during those years. I forgave you a long time ago. You are completely free of any obligation to me. I don't hold any of it against you at all. You are free to live your life free of guilt now. Please move forward with your life and make it the best life it can be. As for me right now, I need you to excuse me, you see I have a tired baby who is ready to go home. Everyone is in the backyard and will be glad to see you've come here today. Thank you for your apology. I really appreciate it and I wish you the best and I bless your life. Good bye."

Our little family proceeded to walk down that hill and get into the car. When we got in the car, my husband said to me. "OH MY GOD! I can't believe what you just did! I wasn't sure what you would do if you ever saw him again. I thought you would punch that dude in the face!"

Laughing, and my mind whirling from what just occurred, I said to him, "I didn't know what I would do either! I thought I would too! But I guess all that Jesus has been doing in my heart and in my life, all that forgiveness stuff our pastors have been walking us through is really real and far more powerful that I could ever imagine. I really believe every word I said to him today. I really do forgive him and I didn't know just how deep and wide Jesus' love could really take me. All that pain is gone. I'm not hateful or afraid anymore. I feel so free." I said to him, feeling a giant sense of relief.

I had suffered abuse from my former stepfather all those years ago. I was very angry and full of fear and hate towards him. He was a young man when he enlisted in the military was sent off to war in Vietnam as an 18 year old young man. He had suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder as well as addiction when he returned back to the US. As a result of his trauma, he traumatized others and caused of lot of pain and suffering as a result of his violent tendencies, abusive ways and addictive behaviors.

All the abuse in my childhood home created my own traumatic experiences and later post-traumatic stress. I went through a tremendous amount of healing in the time between leaving home at 19ish and then seeing him again later when I was 23ish in the driveway that day.

I believe, however, a greater amount and a deeper degree of the emotional healing came as Holy Spirit began to bring comfort, teaching and nurturing to my heart in the years that followed. Holy Spirit brought a more complete picture of what had happened to me. It was His loving role in the broader picture of what He was doing in my life. He was bringing restoration, wholeness and ultimately beauty.

Lastly, what I want to leave you with is this:

If I can forgive him, and all those who participated in the pain and grief of those years, you, most certainly can do it too.

You can forgive.

You can heal.

You can be restored.

God is willing.

Beauty awaits you.

 

Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.

 

Lemon Pledge and the Prophetic Ministry

I had a meeting with my prophetic team. We have "family gatherings" to hang out, talk a little shop, etc. these conversations always inspire me. I love these peeps. Afterward I was chatting with my assistant and I remembered Lemon Pledge. My mom always used to use Lemon Pledge on all her wood furniture, and we had a lot of wood. I always wondered why she chose that. After all, she could have chosen anything. I learned a lesson the hard way once when I left a bag of cleaners on our wood dining room table and the Windex leaked over night and burned that wood table. The harsh nature of things can overshoot their purpose of cleaning and destroy beauty rather than enhance it. Now that I am older I realize that particular product, Lemon Pledge not only brings a fragrance into the room but it protects, preserves and reveals the beauty of the wood. Isn't that what prophetic ministry should look like considering the finished work of Jesus and his goodness intended for the whole world? My mom didn't use the Lemon Pledge because she was focused on removing dirt, grease and sticky spots. My mom used Lemon pledge because she was focused on preserving her investment, revealing the original beauty and bringing a beautiful fragrance into the atmosphere. Her focus was often restoration where damage had occurred and bringing to life again what was once perfection in the eyes of the craftsman. Shouldn't modern day ministry reflect that heart of nurturing, goodness and preservation?   Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.  

I had a meeting with my prophetic team. We have "family gatherings" to hang out, talk a little shop, etc. these conversations always inspire me. I love these peeps.

Afterward I was chatting with my assistant and I remembered Lemon Pledge.

My mom always used to use Lemon Pledge on all her wood furniture, and we had a lot of wood.

I always wondered why she chose that. After all, she could have chosen anything.

I learned a lesson the hard way once when I left a bag of cleaners on our wood dining room table and the Windex leaked over night and burned that wood table.

The harsh nature of things can overshoot their purpose of cleaning and destroy beauty rather than enhance it.

Now that I am older I realize that particular product, Lemon Pledge not only brings a fragrance into the room but it protects, preserves and reveals the beauty of the wood.

Isn't that what prophetic ministry should look like considering the finished work of Jesus and his goodness intended for the whole world?

My mom didn't use the Lemon Pledge because she was focused on removing dirt, grease and sticky spots.

My mom used Lemon pledge because she was focused on preserving her investment, revealing the original beauty and bringing a beautiful fragrance into the atmosphere.

Her focus was often restoration where damage had occurred and bringing to life again what was once perfection in the eyes of the craftsman.

Shouldn't modern day ministry reflect that heart of nurturing, goodness and preservation?

 

Copyright © 2017 Toni Imsen. All Rights Reserved.