Prayer: The Secret Weapon

Matthew 6:6 But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly.

The United States Military is one of the most decorated, powerful military forces in the world. America the Beautiful is armed and dangerous with a long list of weapons of mass destruction; the computer operated drone, satellite detection for bombings, secret mission submarines, Delta Force for counterterrorism, and last but not least, Navy Seal Team 6. These massive weapons and special teams are designed for the most elaborate covert operations of their kind to accomplish only one thing –to abolish the most powerful enemy.

I love my country and am blessed to have such a powerful military organization guarding me at all times. But, you see, I have found in my spiritual life to have a very powerful special weapon of my own – Prayer. I have oftentimes been on the receiving end of this most powerful weapon of prayer and have reaped eternal benefits on more occasions than I could count. The fruits of this powerful weapon have been evident in my life through and through and have on many occasions significantly changed the course of life. This massive harvest of fruit in my life from being on the receiving end of others praying for me has caused me to take this most significant opportunity to pray for others to the deepest of levels. Join with me in this most elaborate military operation with our greatest weapon of mass destruction of all – Prayer.

Why Do We Pray?

We pray because God hears us and responds by fighting our battles.

James 5:16 The effective, fervent prayer of a righteous man avails much.

When we pray, God hears us. And when He hears us, the Word of God says it avails much. God responds to whatever our battle is and He is ready to fight for us.

We don’t need an army of thousands of people or the Delta Force or Navy Seal 6, we just need the most effective weapon against the enemy…prayer. These people prayed and the Lord came to their rescue and He is still rescuing us today. If anything makes the enemy shudder, it’s the power and effectiveness of prayer to the One who answers.

God fights for us.

Joshua 23:10 One man of you shall chase a thousand, for the Lord your God is He who fights for you, as He promised you.

I know first-hand the power of prayer and how the Lord rescued me by winning the battle for my soul. In 2003, I was a guest speaker at a missions banquet in Wisconsin. I gave my testimony and shared several instances where God had answered my prayers. At the end of the evening, a shy red-haired woman came up to me and in a very small voice said, “God has answered my prayers about you.” I was struggling to make a connection with who this lady was. Looking a bit confused, I said, “Do I know you?” She shyly answered, “No, but I know your father. He used to tell me about you and all you were going through. Whenever I would drive past your father’s house, the Lord would put you on my heart and I would pray for your salvation.” I am certain I am saved today because of this woman’s prayers on my behalf. I am forever in debt to her for her faithfulness to pray.

We pray because we acknowledge our dependence on Christ.

Matthew 15: 5 I am the vine, you are the branches, He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing.

We pray to Him because He is our only source. We must completely depend on Him to plan our attacks and fight our battles. We will have our “battle success” only through remaining in Him.

Ephesians 3:12 In whom we have boldness and access with confidence in faith through Him

We can be bold when we ask God and we can expect Him to answer. We have access to the One who has all the resources to provide solutions and we can come to Him with confidence knowing that when He hears us, He answers.

I sat on a plane in 2004 ready to return home from a visit with a friend. It had turned out to be quite a disaster. My ex-husband had gotten remarried that weekend and I was on a huge pity party. He had moved on and remarried and I was still waiting for God. I was really broken that weekend. I sat there on the plane ready to return home and I poured my heart out to the Lord. I asked God if He would send me a woman to minister to me. Right after I prayed, I just knew with confidence that He heard me and I knew He would send her. I cried out to Him and said it was very seldom that I ask, but this time I needed someone to minister to me. I was sitting in the middle seat. I looked at the man on my left who had his headphones on and the woman to my right was reading a book and not at all interested in talking with me. In my heart, I said, “Lord, you are either going to change this woman’s heart next to me or you are sending someone else. I watched and waited for the woman to arrive. Person after person boarded the plane and sat down until the plane was almost full. The very last woman came through the door. She was an older woman in her 60s. She started coming toward me and said to the woman next me, “Excuse me, I think you are in my seat.” The woman to my right looked up from her book and said, “No, this is my seat.” The gray-haired lady pulled her ticket out of her purse and showed the woman next to me. It was indeed her seat. I knew as soon as she sat down it was the woman God had sent. This lovely woman ministered to me the whole way home. She shared her own faith in Christ, several scriptures to encourage me and loved on me the whole way home.

My God heard my prayer and not only did He hear it, but He responded. He sent her for me not only to minister to me, but to pray for me. We exchanged addresses before we parted ways. The next week, I was thinking how special that was that God heard me and responded to my plea. When I thought of this woman, I had this deep feeling in my heart that she was praying for me. Immediately after this thought, I went right to my mailbox and pulled out my mail. When I pulled my mail out, a letter dropped out on the ground. I knelt down to pick it up and it was a letter from the woman on the plane. It had just eight powerful words. It read: Stacy, I am praying for you. Love, Elaine. God hears prayer and He responds powerfully.

We pray because we are not ignorant of our enemy.

1Peter 5:8 Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.

We are in a battle. If you don’t realize you are in a battle, it means you’ve been taken captive. This battle is like no other. The most powerful of all military weapons of mass destruction pale in comparison to the weapons needed for this battle.

Join with me to arm yourself with the most powerful secret weapon available – Prayer. Make a commitment to step up your prayer. Get a prayer journal and pray specifically, fervently and consistently. We must completely depend on Him to plan the attack on the enemy and to completely annihilate him. He will respond powerfully to our prayer. This is a weapon available for our taking. Take hold of this secret weapon of mass destruction, our prayers, and stand back and watch the Lord fight our battles!

I am God’s Favorite…and So are You!

Psalm 16:3 As for the saints who are on the earth, They are excellent ones, in whom is all my delight

For the past several weeks, I have taken hold of such an awesome truth. The truth is, I am God’s favorite…and so are you! The Lord has reached deep down in my soul to show me this beautiful reality. It struck me deep in my being when I first read my pastor’s wife’s blog. In recent months, she has been diagnosed with lung cancer. She shared with our congregation that late one evening, her husband insisted she go to the Emergency Room because she was complaining of pain in her chest. Like any other trip to the emergency room, they had waited hours and hours until they both finally dozed off. When she awoke, she looked over at her sleeping husband who was still clutching her purse that the nurse asked him to hold hours before. What a sweet picture. It made me smile at the love she had when she looked at her husband still holding her purse. When she saw her husband’s faithfulness and love, she said, “He really is my favorite.” Deep in my heart, for just a moment, I realized that’s what God thinks of me. This profound statement really stuck with me. The Lord has continued to bring that saying to my attention ever since. And every time I turn around, I am hearing God’s people sharing that same truth with me. Yes, I am God’s favorite…and so are you!


1. You are God’s Favorite because He is not partial. Webster’s definition of Partial: Inclined to favor one party more than the other.


Job 34:19 Yet He is not partial to princes, Nor does He regard the rich more than the poor: For they are all the work of His hands & Romans 2:11 says For there is no partiality with God.

I have had people respond to me from time to time, “Wow, You must be really special. God must really love you. He really favors you.” But God says in His Word, He is not partial. He will not favor me over you. You see, I am His favorite, but you are too! I rejoice with you that you share in this great reality. We are God’s own favorite people.


2. You are God’s favorite because He died for you and took you to be His own special treasure. Webster’s definition of favorite: one that is treated or regarded with special favor or liking; especially a person who is specially loved, trusted, or provided with favors by someone of high rank or authority.



Titus 2:12 who gave Himself for us, that He might purify for Himself His own special people. He gave Himself for us. He was beaten beyond recognition as a man for our sins. He died a violent, horrible death for our sins. On the third day, He rose again to save us from our sins and now He has revealed to us that we really are His favorite. What a delight to be His favorite.

God delights in us and to Him, we are precious beyond compare. I have a special saying when I am sharing the love of Jesus to the world. I tell them, “Don’t you know, Jesus adores you?” Just a few days ago, I had my 5 year old daughter with me while getting my hair cut at a salon. The door of the salon opened and a thin, tattooed gentleman brought his little 4 year old daughter in the salon. He asked my hair stylist could his daughter play in the salon with my daughters. She came in and my 5 year old, Grace whispered in my ear, “Does she have Jesus in her heart?” I smiled and whispered back, “I don’t know, why don’t you ask her?’ Grace shared with the little girl the simple bible truths of the gospel that I had taught her and the she opened her heart and prayed with us to accept Jesus in her heart. My heart melted inside when her big brown eyes widened when I explained Jesus now lived in her heart. This beautiful, blonde girl had just become God’s own favorite. When I walked out of the salon, I saw the parents of the little girl outside the door. Their bodies were riddled with the effects of drug addiction. I wanted to hug the mom and tell her, “Don’t you know, your little girl is God’s own favorite? She is His treasure and He wants you as His favorite too.” My heart hurt inside when I saw the emptiness in her eyes and that she didn’t know the depths of this great love for her.


3. You are God’s favorite FOREVER. Webster’s definition of forever: For a limitless time; at all times: continually.


You are God’s special treasure and this astounding promise lasts forever and FOREVER! This reality has brought me to my knees in tears countless times over the past several weeks. I am His favorite and this warms me from the inside out and blesses me beyond words.

Psalm 30:5 For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for life.

Hebrews 13:5 For He Himself has said, I will never leave you nor forsake you.”

It’s hard to imagine that this great God is not partial. We are, in fact, His favorites. We are His own special people and so are any of the “whosoevers” that John 3:16 talks about. Let us live every day in the reality that we are God’s favorite. Let us live our lives out loud for those who are lost and hurting and have no love. Let us bring them this great love that cannot be compared…that they would know they are God’s favorite and this great love lasts FOREVER!

Hurry Up and Wait!

Isaiah 49:23 "Then you will know that I am the Lord, For they shall not be ashamed who wait for Me."

Have you ever said to God…”Hurry up….only to hear Him answer, “…Wait. We are always in a hurry aren’t we? It’s fast food, instant messaging, and the microwave. I used to put my food in the oven and wait for it. These days, I decline to purchase a meal if it takes longer than 2 minutes to prepare in the microwave. I’ve found no satisfaction to use the mail service at Netflix anymore. I want the instant stream from the internet right to my television. I don’t want to have to wait the extra day to get my favorite movie to watch. The fact is, we want what we want, and we want it right now.

This concept of waiting has been on my heart for a couple days now. I’ve come to realize, I am not that great at waiting on God. I am impatient, demanding, and always being reigned back in to wait for God. I was driving home today from my bible study, and literally at every stop light I was jotting down revelation at the Lord gave it to me. Since it’s been a long time since I’ve written, I hope to bless you with what the Lord revealed to me today.

There are three things that stood out to me as the Lord poured revelation into my heart:

1. Everything has an appointed time.
2. It’s essential to wait on the Lord for the appointed time.
3. It’s absolutely necessary to be ready when He calls.

I have many times been impatient with the Lord and nagged God to Hurry Up! It’s like holding back a race horse when they open the shoot. But contrary to what I think, Scripture is filled with examples of God having an appointed time to accomplish His will and His purposes.

Genesis 18:14 Is anything too hard for the Lord? At the appointed time I will return to you, according to the time of life, and Sarah shall have a son. God had an appointed time for Sarah to receive her promise to conceive her baby. Sarah’s appointed time came when she was 90 years old!

John 5:4 For an angel went down at a certain time into the pool and stirred up the water; then whoever stepped in first, after the stirring of the water, was made well of whatever disease he had. There is an appointed time that God heals. And for this man who had an infirmity for 38 years, this appointed time of God’s healing touch was what he had been waiting for.

John 7:8 You go up to the feast. I am not yet going up to this feast, for My time has not yet fully come. There was an appointed time for Jesus to go into Jerusalem, suffer, be crucified, and an appointed time that He rose from the dead on the third day. This amazing event was to happen at a special time and it happened not one second before it was supposed to. He waited for His appointed time, and therefore, it accomplished all that it was meant to.

These great men and women of faith had an appointed time and they waited for that appointed time. Abraham was considered to be righteous because He knew God who promised, was faithful to deliver that promise. And after waiting 91 years, Sarah received her promise. The man with the infirmity sat at the pool day after day waiting for his miracle. He had waited 38 years for his appointed time and his miraculous healing and God delivered not one minute too late. Jesus waited 33 years for His appointed time. He did not go ahead a second before His appointed time. He waited for the Father to give direction and He followed and delivered our promise.

As we wait on the Lord, we can wait with expectancy. 2Peter The Lord is not slack concerning His promise. God will deliver, but we must see we have an appointed time, wait for our time, and be ready when He calls.

Exodus 12:11 And thus you shall eat it: with a belt on your waist your sandals on your feet, and your staff in your hand. So you shall eat it in haste. It is the Lord’s Passover. He wore his belt and had his shoes on and a staff in his hand. Why do you think he had his shoes on and his staff? Because after he was done eating the Passover, he was planning to go. He was ready, with his belt, shoes and his staff. He was prepared to leave.

Matthew 25:3-8 Those who were foolish took their lamps and took no oil with them, but the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps. But while the bridegroom was delayed, they all slumbered and slept. And at midnight a cry was heard: Behold the Bridegroom is coming; go out to meet him! Then all those virgins arose and trimmed their lamps. And the foolish said to the wise, “Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out. The wise virgins had oil in their lamps and they were prepared when Jesus arrived. When He called, they were ready.

Jesus has an appointed time for us for His purpose. It’s not our timeline, but His. He has it calculated down to the second. Join with me as we wait on the Lord for His appointed time and His call. Let us fill our lamps with oil, gird our waists with a belt, and place sandals on our feet. Let us be ready for the call of God and go at once when we hear Him!

I cry out, "Abba, Father"

Ephesians 1:4-6 just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love, having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the good pleasure of His will, to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He made us accepted in the beloved.

Do you ever think how cool it would be if we found out that we were really an heir to the royal family? What a surprise that would be. Maybe we would be invited to the Palace and would be able to sit at the table with the King and Queen. We would just kind of be “grandfathered in” to positions because of our position as heir. It wouldn't be like they actually knew us. They would just invite us only because of our position in the royal family.

Well, I have even better news than this. Those who are in Christ, actually are of the Royal Family…the Royal Blood line of Christ and a member of the Family of God. We will sit with the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords one day and we won’t be “grandfathered in.” He will know us and we will know Him. We will all cry, “Abba, Father,” which translates “Daddy.” Can you imagine? We will be calling the King “Daddy.”

I have not ceased to praise my Lord and King this week and I cry out Abba, Father. As some of you know, my 13 year old sons, Charlie and Chad, were from my first marriage. My ex-husband was not exactly a very involved father and as the years went by, it became less and less frequent that he visited, called, or sent gifts until finally 4 years have passed without a word. After my divorce and I had given my life to Jesus, I waited on God to bring me a husband. But you see, I didn’t want any old husband, I wanted a father for my children…one they could call “Daddy.” I knew they had been abandoned, but I also knew God would provide. Many of my friends told me not to expect too much and not to be too disappointed if God didn’t bring me a husband who felt that special feeling for my sons. After all, husbands like that were hard to come by. Once again, God was faithful to me in every way. Matthew 7:9 Or what man is there among you who, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? God is faithful to answer our prayers.

The day my husband, John, and I decided we would marry, he shared with me that he had been praying to the Lord that God would give him love for my sons, as if they were his own. The very first day Charlie and Chad, who were age 6 at the time, met John, they asked if they could call him Dad. They have never called him anything else. John shared with Charlie and Chad that they would not be his “step kids” but they would actually be his kids. John brought them into his family as if they were his own blood. He shared with them that everything he had was theirs and they would inherit everything that he had and would be shared equally between his other children. He would be the one to teach them about God, go to all of their ball games, be there when they were sick, and show them how to become men of God. What a picture of God’s love! God doesn’t have to take time to see if he likes us before He accepts us. He doesn’t say, “Well, let’s just see how things go. I am going to be your “step dad” for a while and see how you act. Then I will decide where we stand.” No! Ephesians 1:4-5 says He chose us in Him…having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself. We are no doubt Royalty according to Christ’s good pleasure and His will! Not only that, but according to Galatians 4:5-7 He totally accepted us, so much so that we have permission to call the King, “Daddy.” Gal 4:5-8 to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons. And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His son into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!” Therefore, you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ. Yes, we are of the Royal Family of God and we did nothing to deserve this great gift from God! We gave Him no reason to love us or to desire us. No friends, He just loved us because He is pure love!

My husband’s love for my children has made a bond between them that can never be broken. In fact, it’s such a strong bond that people even think my husband, John, is their birth father. Now my husband is Hispanic and very dark skinned and my sons, Charlie and Chad, are like Casper the ghost! It’s clear that they are not related. But it never fails when people see them together that they say, “Oh, I can totally see the resemblance. They look just like their father.” My husband and I always smile and agree! This is always a joke between us. But this, too, is a picture of God’s grace and love for us. At one time, we didn’t look like our Father either. We were covetous, blasphemous, hateful, and rebellious. This is who we were before we knew Him, but as God continues to work in our hearts, we continue to look more and more like Him. We resemble His actions, talk like Him, walk in the Spirit and not the flesh. We just start to look like we are related to Him…we start to look like we belong to the Royal Family of God. Ephesians 1:4 that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love. God sees us as He sees Himself because we are a reflection of Him.

Years have passed since John made that promise of “daddy-hood” to my sons. For years, my husband has desired earnestly to adopt Charlie and Chad according to the law in the State of Arizona. Although John already knows that he is Charlie and Chad’s dad, he wanted them to have his last name and God’s stamp of approval. We have waited and prayed for many years. This past October the time had finally come.

As we prepared to go to court, we had consulted with an attorney who recommended we not attempt to terminate parental rights of my ex-husband without an attorney. He shared that this is no small task to terminate someone’s parental rights, especially in the state of Arizona. Although I appreciated this attorney’s advice, the Lord brought to remembrance His Word. 1 John 2:1 And if anyone sins, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous. According to God’s Word, I knew I didn’t need to pay an attorney $5000, because I had an Attorney who would go before me and represent me and my family (and I hear those Jewish Attorneys are the best!). So we did. We consulted with the Lord and asked Him to go before us. I prepared the paperwork and showed up at court with the Lord ahead of us and me, my husband and my two sons following.

This was the day we had waited for. My husband and I and some close friends had been praying specifically for the heart of our judge. We asked that the Lord would prepare her and that she would judge righteously according to the Lord's leading. We prayed God would move in her heart to hear our case. During the hearing, which lasted all of 20 minutes, she asked my sons if they understood what we were talking about and how they felt about John adopting them. She smiled when they answered confidently they thought the idea of being adopted would be great because my husband had been their dad for almost 7 years and they really loved him.

It was a day to celebrate. Within minutes, she decided our case. She deemed after hearing our evidence, that according to the State of Arizona, it was in Charlie and Chad’s best interest that my husband adopt! As of 10:00 that morning, my ex-husband’s parental rights had been terminated and I was awarded sole custody until the adoption went through.

Judge Wagener said we looked like a great family and then as if the Lord prompted her, she squinted her eyes and looked at my husband and then at Charlie and Chad as if comparing them. And then Judge Wagener said it...”You know what’s funny? You guys actually kind of look alike,” speaking of the similarities between my husband and my sons! This would be God’s stamp of approval and another reminder that His hand is always upon us and He is working on our behalf 24 hours a day, 7 days a week! We indeed are set apart and without blemish because of Christ and this is a beautiful picture of God’s love for us.

We praised our God who went before us in court. He truly went ahead of us and worked on our behalf. After the judge ruled in our favor, we were immediately sent to another section of court to start adoption proceedings. We are blessed beyond measure and cry out, “Abba, Father.” We are thankful for His love and provision for us and for His constant favor in our lives. We truly are of the Royal Blood line and we continue day by day to allow God to work in our lives that we would look more and more like Him each day.

He Sewed Me Back Together

2 Corinthians 4:9 ...Struck down but not destroyed.

What a delight to worship my King. Yesterday, my daughter was asleep on the couch, the whole house was quiet, and I turned on some praise music to worship my King. I folded clothes and just had a sweet time worshipping Him and giving Him all my attention. As my heart worshipped Him, he revealed His love for me and it was so perfect!

Just a couple of weeks ago, I had cut my thumb on a piece of glass. It was really deep and I required 7 stitches. After I cut it, I had numbness in the thumb. I was referred to a hand specialist, Dr. Butler, who recommended I get the nerve repaired. I had cut the finger right above the ulnar nerve and he felt it was probably severed all the way. Unfortunately, this nerve is like a rubber band so when it is cut, it retracts back into the hand and they need to go under a scope and find it and suture it back together. Last Thursday, I had the surgery and Dr. Butler said he was pleased because it had only partially severed the nerve and it wasn't cut all the way through. He was able to take the nerve and pull it back together and suture it. He said my prognosis was good, that although for the first month or so I wouldn't be able to feel the thumb, eventually the feeling would come back and he thinks I will get full function back in the thumb. I was so happy!

As I worshipped God and sang to Him, He showed me that this this thumb surgery experience was a great comparison to my life. He brought to mind how before I was saved, I was struck down, but satan didn't destroy me. There was still a little bit of me that was still "attached" and the Lord took it and brought it back together and sutured my life up. Then He brought to mind how difficult it was when I first got saved. I had lost everything....my husband, my home, my car, my job. I had lost control of my kids' behavior. I didn't even have enough money to get back to Wisconsin to live with my parents. My dad sent me plane tickets to get me home. When I finally got home, I was literally like a walking zombie. I didn't know my right hand from my left. The Lord reminded me that I didn't "have feeling" for a while, but He continued to breathe life into my heart with His very Word and the "feeling" came back. Just like my thumb, after several months, the feeling started to return. He restored me completely. He took my severed life, sewed it up, and put feeling back into my life and when He did, I could function. He breathed the very breath of life into me like He was performing CPR on an unconscious person. That person was me. He reminded me that I wasn't destroyed. I was struck down, but it was ONLY BECAUSE OF HIM that He never allowed satan to take me out. He allowed Him to go so far. Satan could only go as far as leaving that little piece of nerve left still attached. I hadn't walked too far away from God to be brought back, because I still had that little part of my heart still attached and God could still work with me. He carried me even through that time. It was ONLY because of HIM that I live today. He was the one who covered me during that time because He has a plan for me. Isn't that amazing?

Psalm 139:13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. God knit me together when He created me and then He, like a Good Shepherd, went and found His lost little sheep who had gone astray, and He knit me together again. And then if that was not enough, he breathed His life-giving Word in me and restored me completely. I can honestly say that all of my greatest childhood experiences all the way to adulthood, I consider a great loss in comparison to knowing Jesus Christ as my Savior and walking with Him intimately over the past 11 years.

So I praise Him for going after me, finding me, knitting me back together and breathing life and "feeling" back into me. He restored my soul and I know without a doubt I have found the true meaning of life..truly living for Jesus Christ.

I Fly First Class...with Jesus as my Pilot

I love taking trips! I am getting so excited to see my old friend, Abbi. My husband has a business trip for work and I get the privilege of tagging along for a little vacation. The best part is hanging out with my husband, but the second best part is meeting up with Abbi. I met Abbi on a missions trip in Mexico City in the spring of 2003. We have been friends ever since. Thanksgiving 2003 I took a trip to meet Abbi in California. As I thought about my trip to see her again, the Lord brought to mind that November 2003 trip to California. It had to have been one of the most amazing "first class" trips I have ever taken on a plane. With Jesus as our Pilot, make no mistake, we will always fly first class!

It was Thanksgiving 2003, and I was so stoked to meet Abbi in beautiful Monterey, CA. The plan was that I would fly with my 4 year old twins, Charlie and Chad, from Minneapolis, MN into Chicago, IL. I would change planes in Chicago and then fly into San Diego. In San Diego, CA I was meeting my ex-husband, Rick, and his new wife, Dawn. They were picking up Charlie and Chad for a visit while I was getting on a different airline into Monterey for my visit with Abbi.

I flew with my sons from Minneapolis to the Chicago Airport. We had a little bit of time so we stopped to get a coffee and I got the boys something to eat. Finally, it was time to board and when I started boarding the plane headed to San Diego, I just felt the need to check and see if I had my purse. I don't even know why I felt I needed to look, but when I looked, I realized I didn't have my purse. It was either stolen or it dropped out of my bag.

So now, I am traveling across the country with no cash, no credit card, no checkbook, and worst of all...no identification! I was beside myself. I got on the plane and I was totally stressed. I was almost crying. This lady who was sitting behind me on the plane asked if everything was ok and I told her. "No, I lost my purse with everything in it and I don't have any ID to board the next plan." She said she was very sorry and something told me the way she looked at me with compassion that she knew the Lord. We didn't exchange words the rest of the way to San Diego.

When I finally got situated and sat down on the plane, I just felt awful. Charlie and Chad could feel the stress and were asking me over and over if we were going to get there. I finally composed myself and stopped myself from crying several times. I took a deep breath and I thought to myself, "What do I do when things go wrong? Where do I turn?" So I reached up into my bag and pulled out my bible. I decided to dive into God's Word and ask Him what to do and wait for Him to speak to me.
The very first thing I turned to was Hebrews 11:1. "Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. I thought to myself...Now by faith Enoch was taken from this life and didn't experience death, by faith Abraham and Sarah had Isaac even when Sarah was barren, so by faith I'm getting to Monterey. I said, "Lord, I have no idea how you are going to do it, I just know you can." For the rest of the trip I had this peace in my heart. God's Word was settled in my heart and I knew His promise was good. I even leaned my head back and took a nap and rested in the fact that the Lord would get me there by faith. I knew I had to believe God's Word before I received the promise from Him.

As I got off the plane, the woman behind me pulled me aside and said, "I have this wonderful book. I just read it and thought you might enjoy it. It was called "The Miracle of Sons." I thanked her for the book and unzipped my bag to put the book inside. As she turned to walk away, she said, "Oh and I put a note in there for you too. I sure hope your day gets better." I thanked her and went on my way.

I met up with my ex-husband Rick and his wife and I told him what had happened. He said, "There is no way you are getting on that plane. The way security is you will not get on." I thought to myself, "But in the Name of Jesus I will!"
I had a few minutes of waiting before I had to go over to the other terminal to explain my situation. I pulled out the book and the note the woman tucked inside the front cover.

It read:

I have often found angels surrounding me and my family at different times in our lives. Sometimes it has been from a person bearing a meal when I was unable to fix one. At one time my husband was deathly ill and angels certainly watched over us then and yes we survived it all, but only with God's healing hand and the angels He sent. You know these angels are always around; they have skin and are the people in our lives. Now there are times when we too can be an angel in someone else's life. Please accept this in the spirit it was given, unconditionally. I'm sure there are times that you have been and will be able to be an "angel" for someone else, that keeps us all in the circle of God's love. A blessed Thanksgiving to you!

I opened the note and took out the green stack that was inside and I fanned the ten, crisp $20 bills in my hand. She had tucked $200 in cash inside the book. At that moment, I knew without a doubt that God had given me a promise and He was keeping it. I took the cash and walked to the ticket counter and explained my situation about my ID. They told me to they would search my bags by hand and they got me right on the plane. In fact, I was the first one allowed on the plane. Rick and his wife, who are unbelievers, were totally shocked and said about me receiving the cash and getting on the plane first "this is unheard of!" But I said, "With man it's impossible, but with God, all things are possible!

I arrived in Monterey and had a beautiful time with my friend, Abbi. When I shared what the Lord had done, it really moved in the hearts of Abbi and her parents. The promises of God are real and we can believe them! My trip there and back was the best trip by plane I had ever taken. I boarded each plane with the first class passengers to California and all the way back to Minnesota!

This love experience was so remarkable. I still have the note that she wrote to me. Now granted this woman may have been off on some of her angel theology, but she was right on with the love she showed to me and to my children. This unconditional love made such an impact in my life that there are days I am just compelled to bless others because of it. God's love for me is like no other. The depths of His love can't be measured. But with Him in my life, I get first class treatment every day and with Jesus as my pilot, I always fly first class!

Look at the Birds of the Air and the Lilies of the Field

Matthew 6:25-34 "Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet yor heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value then they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?

So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

Therefore do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.

Why do I worry? Why do I feel like I need to help God out? I have seen Him do mighty things, but yet I still find myself back at the same place...not trusting Him and looking for ways that I might be able to help Him out.

It was just recently that the Lord spoke to my heart in my private time with Him. He showed me that all He wants me to do is spend time knowing Him and to serve my family. Nothing more. He spoke to my heart and said, "Instead of working for someone else, why don't you work for Me?" Wow, the God of the universe wants me to work for Him. He also gave me a promise with the call to work for Him that He would be a good boss...and He does payroll!

This old feeling of wanting to work for my finances takes me back to the first year of salvation. I had been a very materialistic person in my past life. It was all about what I could buy and what I had. That really defined who I was before Christ. Well, old habits die hard. It was something the Lord really had to work on with me. It was no longer about me, but His Kingdom. One day, I read the Word and I found a treasure in Malachi. This Word would change my life and my financial goals.

I was a single mother of two getting ready to start college. It was a big stressor for me. I had moved from Arizona to Wisconsin to be with my family. I lived with my parents for a year and it was time for me to get out on my own. I was a little worried about my financial situation. I was about to get a car payment, rent, utilities, phone, car insurance and all of the other necessary things I needed to make it on my own. I was going from a full time job of $8.50 per hour down to one day a week. This was going to be a stretch for me. I started getting kind of scared not knowing what to expect. After all, I had just gone through a divorce that devestated me financially and I just didn't want to go through that again...or my kids for that matter.

One evening, I was reading the Word. I don't know how I came across the passage, but there it was. I wasn't even thinking about it, but I knew when I read it the Lord wanted me to trust Him with something I had long held on to...my money. Malachi 3:10 Bring all the tithes into the storehouse, That there may be food in My house, and try Me now in this," says the Lord of hosts, if I will not open for you the windows of heaven and pour out for you such blessing that there will not be room enough to receive it. This was a stunning promise and one that would really challenge me. For one, I thought it was interesting that God said to "Try Him in this." It's the only place in the bible I knew of that the Lord said to test Him. Up until this point, the money I made was being saved and I considered it to be mine. I remember sitting there at my table with a calculator figuring it out in my head and on a scratch pad how far behind I would be if I gave 10% of my money away. My money? I realized later, God didn't need my money. It was His anyway. But He did expect obedience and faith in this area and I, at that moment, gave it over to Him. I would later find out that human calculations were not at all like God's calculations.

I, in my spiritual immaturity, had not seen the Hand of God in my finances nor had I had any intention of handing it over to Him. I would do everything in my power to not go through the financial devestation I had just gone through. So my finances were something I planned on controlling. But on this particular evening, the Lord spoke to my heart in such a powerful way. He poured His deep love into my heart and He let me know I could trust Him with my finances. I sat at my table at my new apartment and offered up my finances to the Lord. From that day forward, I would tithe on all of my finances by faith.

Over the next three and a half years, the Lord would teach me many, many things through this journey. He cared for me in such a fatherly way and showed Himself strong over and over. He cared for me deeply even in what I considered the small things. At one point, I was saving money to get a couch for my living room. It was tattered and in horrible condition. I received a letter in the mail from my church asking everyone to prayerfully consider giving to the building fund at our church. I looked over at the stuffing coming out of my couch. I felt the Lord again urging me to trust Him. I said in my heart, "Ok, I will commit the money I had saved for my couch. I will trust you for my couch." I even took it a step further and said, "By the way Lord, you know that I hate looking for his kind of stuff so could you just bring it to me? I really don't even want to go and look for a new couch." Three weeks later my phone rang and it was my parents' neighbor. She just wanted to give me a call to see if I had a need for a couch. I was so surprised that I asked if she had talked to my parents. They had not told her anything. By the Spirit of God, He placed me on her heart and she called. So instead of $1000 for a new couch, I spent $150 and I got a new couch and loveseat AND matching curtains for both of my windows!

During this period of time, I went from working full time down to working one day a week. In one year, I paid off my $8500 car. By the time I graduated from nursing school three and a half years later, I had no debt, a nursing degree, and $20,000 in the bank. To this day, I can't explain how the Lord did it nor do I understand it. If I tried to take a calculator and figure it out, it just wouldn't make sense. But God's Word makes perfect sense. Doesn't He sound like a trustworthy employer? It was nothing that I did on my own. I just walked with Him and He did it all. He takes care of the birds of the air and the lilies of the field and He took care of me...with abundance He took care of me and my children.

Having no debt after nursing school and a nice savings was just such a small part of it. The closeness I felt with the Lord and the spiritual richness I received from Him, was far more valuable than the money. Learning to trust Him in an area that I wanted to control was a great benefit to me financially and spiritually. Believing His Word and seeing it unfold while I put my trust in the Lord was a remarkable experience for me. I grew deeper in my love for Christ and drew close to His heart.

So I ask myself again and again, why do I want to work to control my finances? After all, the Lord has asked me to work for Him and He seems to me to be the best employer one could have. As I relive this experience, it should be so simple, right?. Give it to God and just let Him provide. But yet over and over I find myself back to wanting to "do something." I want control. But the Lord is merciful and over and over He gently draw me back to that place of trust. I am kicking and fighting Him, but He keeps drawing me.

So why do I still fear trusting Him? Is working for the Lord not enough? Shouldn't that be just enough? If I could only remember the richness of Him and how much He wants to take me under His wing and provide for me richly. I need to remind myself that I am complete in Him and desire to trust Him with all my heart like I did then. He's no different. He's still the same. He still has all of the resources. He still wants to provide everything for me and He does. All I have to do is be available for Him and work for Him.

I long to, with all my heart, go back to having that kind of faith...to completely and totally trust Him like I did in those years. I want to benefit from Him like I did then. Not financially, but in the love of Christ. His love and provision has no boundaries. You can't measure the depth of His love or how wide His resources are. But by faith, we know He is able and His Word is true.

Many years ago, I trusted in God's Word. So today, I recommit myself to trusting in His Word for my life...the call He has on my life. I am trusting the call of God to just work for Him. I am trusting Him with all that I have...I don't have much to offer Him, but what I have, He wants. I give it to Him freely and know that I am answering the call of God. I can't guarantee I will be the best employee...but I can guarantee He is the best, most worthy employer.