Being Forged in Fire

Dear Brothers & Sisters:

Many of you know that one of the recent undertakings of ours has been a
store front in the Springfield area. This "business" has turned into
full time ministry. People donate. Things are given away. And a lot of
people are coming in that need ministry and the love of the
Lord(Hopefully the same thing.). (You can see pics at
countryartifacts.com)

Last week a man called me. He explained that his father had passed away
here in Springfield and would I be interested in purchasing the
contents of the home. I said I would be interested. I met with him and
his wife at the home on Tuesday. He explained that they were both
disabled(His caused by coughing so hard 40 years ago that he broke
three rib and moved his spine into crushing contact with his spinal
cord.) and so I began to talk about God in a non-threatening way. As we
walked around the home I began to see pictures of the past. Finally, I
could not take it. I asked him, "does the word orphan mean anything."
He looked shocked as he and his wife's eyes connected. He said " I was
adopted." I began to speak what the Lord showed me over his life and
hers and for a half hour they wept and sobbed, as I hugged both of
them. Neither had been in a church. his adopted mom had his brother and
became depressed following the birth. They gave her 19 sessions of
electroshock there[ay and turned her into an 8 year old mentally where
she stayed til the day she die. His father died while he was recovering
from surgery and his brother never told him. The funeral happened while
he was in bed. I began to command the bitterness and junk to be
removed. Did they get saved? No...not yet. His wife just looked at me
and said I have never seen anything like that. The man had never cried
and he had never been held. As I left the house later on my body
shuddered at the power of the Lord. I know I "spoke" the words of the
prophetic, but it was Him who touched their hearts.

This has become a regular thing here in Springfield and in the store.
It seems like everywhere I go the Lord wants to " do" something. to
someone.

And I tell you this, because I believe the Lord is looking to you and I
to do something big. If I never spoke in another church, the world
would be my parish. Somehow, I see that what we have been doing is
gaining favor and momentum and I know He is doing this elsewhere.
Personally, I have come to the place where for the right arrangement, I
would let the store go to someone, so that we could start another
place. Why? Because I believe the Lord wants to return to the highways
and the byways. In the last few weeks I have encountered 3
co-habitating couples and in each one the woman has cancer. I think
this is a setup.

Our meetings are getting very warm and friendly and laughter prevails
over tears. Things are happening.

The other day I saw the picture of an anvil and felt the Lord saying, "
be forged." I sense there is a solidifying of the things that had not
come together and "tool" being readied for it's final purposes. I think
of going to a local museum and watching the blacksmith forge tools.
Brilliant, heated pieces being formed, hardened by the quenching in
cold water, shaped by the clanging of the hammer. Out of the fires
blown upon by bellows comes tools ready for work and for battle. I
think we are fast approaching a shaking.

When I was a child I formed a band called Cataclysmic Zoe. The
definition for cataclysmic-cataclysmal: severely destructive;
"cataclysmic nuclear war"; "a cataclysmic earthquake" Zoe meant life.
It almost seems like an oxymoron, but hey, I was young, but as I sat
here at the keyboard, I remembered this band. Our music was Iron
Butterfly and Cream. My ears hurt just remembering that band. I sense
this is the life of one who takes on the kingdom of darkness bringing
destruction to it by bringing life. In that we will do great things
because it is the great one who indwells.

This morning I awoke at 5:30 and as I rolled over the room began to
spin. I began to feel very ill(Oh no-the taco pizza of yesterday-it
must be the lettuce!). And for 2 hours I fought against waves of
nauseousness, dizziness, etc. But as I went for a walk to clear my head
I realized that we can win and will if we let Him.

If we would just go and do we would see Him show up. I am going back to
minister to that couple next week. I am believing God is going to
remove the Harris rods in her vertebrae and heal this man. I want to
once again be that cataclysmic zoe that does not bow to another. I have
battled fear and anxiety the last few months. I have come to a place
where all I have is Him. And all I can do is more for what He asks. I
want to be that forged instrument and come out of the heat and the
noise into the cooling of the waters. To fully understand all that He
died for. To totally understand the heart beats of the Father.

Blessings,
lee

http://www.pocafministries.org
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Lee & Tina Johndrow
www.vermontel.com/~servant/ministryopportunity
www.countryartifacts.com