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Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Early this morning.
It was so unexpected. If it wasn't for the blood curdling scream of my friend, I don't think I would have even realised for I was in my own world.

This morning was just like any other Wednesday morning. 5:30am start, rushing around the house. Quick, where are my keys! Oh no, I forgot my gloves. Musn't be late. Must hurry. Wednesday morning prayer meeting. You gotta love it. Be there before the sun rises, march up and down proclaiming the name of Jesus. 50 other people by your side, praying with you, sleep still in their eyes. Bed hair. Clothes not yet straightened.
Would never have thought it to happen. Not today anyways. The prayer had ended, one hour of seeking the face of the Lord. Boy was I tired, it's time to sit. Rest. Maybe close my eyes and prepare for work that day.

And here I am, sitting next to my friend. Enjoying the moment of it all. Everybody is milling around, chatting amongst groups. "What's going on for you today!" They'd say, quiet whispers quickly becomming yells.
It was such a comfortable place to sit and to watch and observe the actions of my peers. Nice wooden table. Metal legs. Big enough for the two of us. Hiding in the shadows... it's too early to socialise.

But then, it happened. It began with that scream. She screamed. It was at the sound of that scream that stopped the room into a deafening silence. It was the scream that turned all their attention onto us. Why did she scream? What was that BANG? Why are my legs hurting? And why am I falling?

This pivotol moment of rushing thoughts brought me to the revelation that something bad had happened. Quiet embarrassing really. Something that could only happen to myself. At the realisation of our sudden centre of attention I realised that I was sitting in between two slabs of wood. On the ground. Two slabs of wood that were once in union of being a table.

The table snapped.

My friend screamed.

And we fell.

The room was uplifted in the roaring of laughter.
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Friday, June 15, 2007
Dying to self.
I think I'm starting to get it. The same Spirit of God who raised Christ from the dead, lives in me. Therefore, I carry the presence of God. Whatever situation I'm in or wherever I go, I carry an anointing and God can use me to change the atmosphere of a place. The darkest of all places, God can use me to bring His light into those areas.

Collosians 3:1-4
If then you were raised with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ is, sitting at the right hand of God. Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth. For you died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ who is our life appears, then you also will appear with Him in glory.

Man, that blows me away. Does it blow anyone else away? God has been challenging me the past couple of months to live a sacrificial life, and to truly lay down my life. Die to myself. Die to my flesh, live for Him, be lead by HIS Spirit, do HIS will rather than MY will. To pick up my cross. To count the cost.

As I have been learning to do this He has been opening my eyes and showing me new things that is causing me to re-prioritise my life.
If I lay down my life, it says that I am then raised with Christ. Not physically speaking, but spiritually. If I lay down my life then my spirit is raised with Christ. Where is Christ? At the right Hand of God. His throne room. If I lay down my life then I am in the throne room of God and have throne room privledges. Right Hand of God. All it takes is to turn my head and ask in a gentle whisper... I'll know His heart, I'll speak His heart, and as I speak His heart in prayer He moves His Hand to move. Dying to myself causes my life to be hidden where Christ is, the throne room of God.

It's in the throne rooms of Kingdoms that decisions are made. Decrees are declared. Proclamations.

And I'm in the throne room of God.

As I walk into those dark places where those people are tormented by demons, I'm carrying the throne room of God. I'm carrying His presence.

With this in mind I have been walking differently. Setting my mind on the things of God and not on the things of earth. Not being deterred by what I see in the natural, but looking with the eyes of what I see in the spirit. Knowing that I'm a carrier of His presence. That He can work through me to change and transform lives. I am nobody, but in Him I can do all things.
posted by Samantha Louise 8:48 AM   6 comments
 
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  • At June 16, 2007 at 4:13:00 AM GMT+10, Blogger Mike Messerli said…

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  • At June 16, 2007 at 4:15:00 AM GMT+10, Blogger Mike Messerli said…

    Sam,

    Great observations! Encouraging words. Can't wait to see what God does in your life as you live all of this out.

    May I change one phrase you mentioned? You said, "As I walk into those dark places where those people are tormented by demons, I'm carrying the throne room of God. I'm carrying His presence."

    May I change it to say, "I am the visible temple of God, with his throne in my heart, on planet earth. I'm carrying His presence."
    1 Cor. 6:19-20

    Your closing paragraph is great. Well said. Thanks....if we could only remember this as we step through our days....being the indwelt temples of God on planet earth changes everything about how we live and think.

    I really liked your thoughts...thanks for FINALLY sharing them (just kidding).

    June 16, 2007 4:13:00 AM EST

     
  • At June 16, 2007 at 2:17:00 PM GMT+10, Anonymous Paul said…

    It's very hard to reach people in your own strength, much easier when you rely on the Holy Spirit.

    Hey Sam what do you think of when you read Jesus saying "I desire mercy, not sacrifice" in Matt 9 and Matt 12?

     
  • At June 21, 2007 at 1:19:00 AM GMT+10, Blogger Sue said…

    Hi Samantha

    My name's Sue. I just came across your blog randomly, skipping from one person's to the next. I really love the way you write ... but I love what you write even more! So exciting to see someone who God is working so powerfully through :)

    Cheers

     
  • At June 23, 2007 at 7:33:00 PM GMT+10, Blogger mutating missionary said…

    Enjoyed this spot really so much - and of course relished what Mike had to say - Yep, he always seems to clarify my thoughts as well. Wish I could sit across his desk in his office and just listen to that calm voice he has, have a hug from his wife, smile at his darling grandbabies... i digress :0) sorry a bit of homesickness just hit me - giggle
    now... for your request: anytime you want to come to my little yellow-nest in Germany to learn how to bake cookies - come on :-)I don't know how to do much 0 but I will share... giggle

     
  • At July 2, 2007 at 8:47:00 PM GMT+10, Blogger StaCeY said…

    When put in the context of the Kingdom of God NOW... The Kingdom of God within... The Kingdom of God in the Midst of us... suddenly literally EVERYTHING takes on whole new wondrous meaning.

    Beautiful... beautiful post.
    And the artwork... draws you right in to the supernatural life of which you are speaking.

    (and thanks Sue for the link.)

     

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Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Arthritis be gone.
It was dark and cold and all I wanted to do was be in my nice heated car. On my way towards my car I notice three of my twelve year old girls huddled together. One of them was sitting on the gravel, rocking back and forth. The other two stood there stunned.

"Girls.." I approach them. "What's going on?" Looking down at the young one on the ground, I notice that she is clinging onto her knee for dear life and crying violently.


"I pushed her over, and she fell and hurt her knee and she wont stop crying and I didn't mean to do it we were just mucking around and and and i am sorry and she is hurt and..." Monique baffled on, tugging on her jacket sleeves.


"Slow down... it's okay... it was an accident. Emily, are you okay?"


She looked at me and wailed.


"It hurts IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS!!!!!!!"


I lean in close to her and and hug her, trying to calm her down.


"Why does it hurt so much?"


My question was met with a moan and mumbled sentences. Eventually Monique answers for her and informs me that Emily has arthritis. Immediately a hate rose up in me, a passionate hate for arthritis. All I wanted to do was rip it out of her. God, please, tell me what to do! Without hesitation, the Holy Spirit instructs me on how to approach this.


"Emily... firstly, you need to forgive Monique. Do you forgive her?" She nods in response. "No Emily, you need to look her in the eye and tell her." Emily looks at Monique and proclaims, "I forgive you Monique." The moaning stops and the tears no longer streamed down her face.


"Now Monique... I know you've only been a christian for two weeks, but it's time we combine our faith. Do you believe that Jesus is King of Kings and Lord of Lords?"


Enthusiastically she nods her head.


"No Monique, speak it out. Do you?"


"Yes!" She almost shouts.


"And do you believe that He can heal you? That all healing is in His name? That arthritis has NO place in your body and that it's a curse and Jesus took all curses on the Cross?"


"Yes!" She grips onto her leg and winces.


"Well then, let us pray." So the three girls and I began to pray and declare over Emily's leg divine healing. After a couple of minutes I stop, look at Emily and ask... "How is it?"


"It really really hurts.."


Normally at this point I would back down, pat the person on the back and tell them I'd keep on praying. But tonight, the Spirit of God gripped me. Faith rose up in my heart. Hate towards arthritis consumed me. HOLY SPIRIT, what DO I DO!


Make her act out in faith. Make her walk.


"Emily..." I say. "It's time for you stand up."


No no no no no no no no no no, she speaks in fear.


"Emily, in the Bible Jesus would often declare healing, and then ask that person to do something they couldn't do before. It's time you stand up in faith and believe for your healing."


Hesitantly she leans onto my shoulder and stands up. She winces. Tears stream. She's in pain.


Holy SPIRIT, I don't want to make her do this! It's too painful!!!! Is there something else for her to do!?


Make her walk.


But Holy Spirit...


Believe and do not doubt.


"Emily... let us go for a walk..." Together we held hands and slowly began to walk around the carpark. Each step we took she'd wince. Each step we took, I would ignore the wince and declare the name of Jesus over her.


Finally, she looks at me in shock. "It's done." She says. Laughter escapes her lips. "Jesus healed me!!!!" Emily begins to hug me. And then she runs off and dances around the carpark.


I laugh to myself. Thank you Jesus! Not only can I be in my warm car now, but You just gave me a big lesson in healing! Thank you!


posted by Samantha Louise 6:46 PM   3 comments
 
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  • At June 13, 2007 at 9:40:00 AM GMT+10, Anonymous Not Surprised said…

    Your awesome Sam... you little Wigglesworth you ;) Yeah... I know Holy Spirit rar rar! But hey, I think your special!

     
  • At June 14, 2007 at 11:10:00 PM GMT+10, Anonymous Paul said…

    Amazing. Praise God!

     
  • At June 15, 2007 at 3:31:00 AM GMT+10, Blogger Chris said…

    I read this the first time and didn't think much of it, except "cool!"

    Then I read it again. Does it worry anybody else that stuff like this doesn't happen more often, or that nobody else sees stuff like this? I don't doubt that it happens (and am glad that at least Sam has the courage to put it into print), but ... I feel like I wish this would happen more.

     

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Friday, June 8, 2007
Mornings.
I am so excited. I have never been so excited before. Every morning, I wake up at 6:30am, and I am just about to bounce off the walls. If you know me, you'd know that I am not a morning person. Mornings scare me. Waking up is generally the worst part of my day, as I'm obsessed with sleep.
But things have changed.

At 6:30am, I'm fast asleep when my mobile sings it's lovely alarm charm. My eyes open. I roll over, turn off the alarm, put on my light, blast my worship music. And I'm ready. I'm ready for the day. I'm ready for the challenges. My spirit is soaring, my mind is racing, my body is so excited it could run for k's on end. Pacing back and forth in my room, I'm praying fervently. Today is the day. Today is a day I can make an impact. Today is the day I can see change. Today GOD CAN USE ME.

I love what God has done. I love how God has brought this job into my life. I'm so in awe of Him, so amazed by His grace and His love and His mercy! Everyday, I don't know what I'm doing. I have no idea. But that's okay. Because it means, when I know nothing... HE KNOWS EVERYTHING. He can move. He can use me. He is all powerful.

I've been receiving some massive revelation. Incredible revelation. Christianity is SO SIMPLE. So simple if we just stop letting logic and human reasoning and the patterns of this world get in the way.

Okay, so I promised I'd share my thoughts on Collosians 3. It's about time I do. Cannot get it off my spirit! It's daily on my heart. It's changed the way I think, the way I walk, the way I do life.

30 minutes later...
Just as I was about to embark with you all the incredible revelation that I received... a situation at work occurred and I had to leave. And now, it's time I go home! hah!

Perhaps next time.
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  • At June 8, 2007 at 5:37:00 PM GMT+10, Anonymous Paul said…

    Good to hear from you again Sam.

    My testimony of late is God's faithfulness. There has been an almost insistence by God of showing it to me, until I "get it". It's hard to depend on God when there is so much abundance, but amongst all the clouds I still have need and God's light comes shining through like a shaft from the sun. Just when I needed it, often after I felt comfortable, but never lacking.

     
  • At June 8, 2007 at 8:03:00 PM GMT+10, Blogger Littlesteph said…

    ah! i love mornings like those! just buzz buzz buzz! Breakfast of chocolate pudding always tastes better!

     
  • At June 9, 2007 at 11:39:00 AM GMT+10, Blogger Mike Messerli said…

    Sam,

    you are such a tease! I've been waiting for your insights....and now you make us wait some more? You are funny....

    I'm glad you are doing well, and it's really exciting to hear that you are doing well. Good to hear from you.

     
  • At June 11, 2007 at 1:45:00 PM GMT+10, Blogger Robyn said…

    Sounds just like our Sam! :p

     

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Friday, June 1, 2007
Life is fast paced and exciting. It's been one week on my new job, and already I have stories coming from every direction. The people I'm meeting and being able to listen to their life story.. it's amazing. It is such an honour and a privledge to feed the poor, help the needy, to journey through life with them. I'm learning something new everyday. And everyday God is working on my heart.
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  • At June 1, 2007 at 4:46:00 PM GMT+10, Anonymous Paul said…

    Lots of stories sounds good! ;)

    I hope that as you feed the poor and meet their physical needs that they will see in you something that will meet a deeper need.

    And then you can tell us about it :)

     

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