When Tyler was four years old... he prayed for the first time to ask Jesus into his heart and forgive him of his sins. Tyler and I have always had a deep relationship. From an infant... he was surrounded by praise always. I would cradle him in my arms and sing songs of deliverance to him. Songs of scripture, power, prophesy and praise. He understood Jesus, heaven, hell and spiritual warfare more completely... going into kindergarten than I dare say most kids in their teens that we knew at that time. No judgement here. Im simply describing Tyler. I would read him little devotions every day. Ones that I, myself had put together as God guided me.. for what was perfect for Tyler. Tyler saw alot of craziness in his little life. By the time he was 6 months old, having lived in such an abusive, eery, scarey, and exhausting demonic atmosphere.. I was divorced from his biological father... yet we were on the run. The times of the stalking-- I call them.. were horrific. Cloaked in satans stealth ways.. my ex always seemed to bypass securities, cameras, police officials and protections we set forth. Im gonna be completely honest with you... I carried a knife. And, I learned how to use a gun. Understand.. that GOD was and is our protector. I made it through constant threats in the form of looong letters via mail, messages of horror soaped on my car, notes left on my door step with twisted scriptures of Gods judgement on me--along with bouquets of black flowers and candy (and we know what was probably in those), and threats--Ive been followed, stalked, and terrorized, Ive had his knife at my throat when he broke in telling me I wouldnt make it out this time...so I could scream all I wanted, as he smashed the phone against the wall in which my shaking hands were trying to dial 911 --and God sent an angel to trip him when I ran for the opposite door the 3rd time-- providing me escape (go God!), a car chase the wrong way down a one-way-street insued-- resulting in a bashed in front end and a police chase in which... they lost him... sigh. These are such tiny details in a much more horrific picture and experience. I leave out 99% to share just 1%.. because I want to make a beautiful point. That in the middle of HELL... God is there. He promised if you are His.. He would never leave you or forsake you. God performed THEE most miraculous feats of power, protection and strength in me.. than you can ever imagine. And Tyler saw a God who is BIGGER than satans evil... and more powerful than the enemies plots and plans to take you out. God gave me much wisdom. Part of that wisdom was to not only be wise spiritually, and intellectually, but to be solid skill-wise physically. Now, Im no expert... but I DID take up martial arts. And each morning, I would pop in my tape and begin my routine. Tyler watched this practice take place every morning.. solidly for at least 3 years by the time he was 4. This particular morning that Im leading up to here... Tyler was sitting at his toddler table eating breakfast, and mom is doing her self-defense work-out. And the man who was teaching it, tells his testimony at the beginning of the tape. (I chose him specifically because he WAS born again) Tyler had heard the salvation message a hundred times from me... and a hundred MORE from this man! :) And on THIS particular morning...Tyler asked me a question about a particular way this man worded coming to Jesus. And so.. I explained it. To which Tyler said, Mommy... Im ready to ask Jesus in my heart. (and Im crying typing this.. lol) And so.. we prayed. He asked forgiveness of sins.. acknowledged what Jesus did on the cross for us, claimed him as Lord, and asked Him to live in His heart. About 2min. after we finished praying, Tyler remaining very quiet... he begins to cry uncontrollably! And I cradled him and asked him what was wrong. He wouldnt say. I prayed as I held him, and God said, Kim.. just wait. You will find out presently in a little bit. Let it go. So.. I did. We went on with our day. Later, as children will do--- Tyler did something disobedient and was punished for it. To which.. he ran to his room, and began crying loudly, See.. this is what I mean! This is what I mean! And I said, Honey. What? What do you mean.. And Tyler said, Jesus has to suffer and die again... EVERY time I do something wrong! Wow. My heart broke into a million pieces. Then tenderness of this boys love for God. And I said, No. No honey... He suffered and died once and for all.. NOT EVERY TIME, honey. No one had certainly EVER explained it to him in such a way that he would believe that... but I saw even more clearly in that instant.. the intimate bond and care in his little heart he had for God. After we talked.. He lifted his brave little head, sighed and said.. Mommy.. I understand.. Whew! (it was so cute) Can we pray again? Cuz I understand better now. And so .. we did. Later when he was 61/2 or 7 and we were doing our nightly devotions and praying in my bed... he crawled under the covers, and they began to shake. He was just weeping. I asked him what was wrong.. and he said, Mommy, I know Ive already asked Jesus in my heart a long time ago. But the more we study, the more I understand... And the more I know wrong and right. Would it be okay with God, if we prayed again to ask him in my heart? (more tears...) Amen. I type this today.. as God has given me a sign awhile back to share more intimately the road that Tyler and I have traveled to, get to where we are and with you today. This is timely.. not too soon.. not too late.. just the right time... NOW. This is for ANY one going through a tough time and you are tired, exhausted and wondering.. This is for those who have endured long and cried hard. For those whose lives have not been a piece of cake, but God has made them DELICIOUS by His Grace, Love, Miracles and Power. Keep going.. Keep believing. Keep Rising up. Be wise Last summer, Tyler told me during a game of Ping-Pong that he felt called to be in the ministry. Mom.. I just want to help people. I dont know exactly how yet. But my heart is just to help people. Amen, my son. Amen. We have talked of Gods call on his life. I have prayed about Gods call for him all these years.. And Ive seen it in the works and in action. I see special qualities in my son.. just as you see in your children... and as I see in YOU. Amen? We are ALL called. Last night, Tyler and I prepared in prayer for the service we attended. I KNEW that above all.. between the two of us... there was something special for Tyler there. (Very long story shorter than It might be if I go on more...lol) Two special ministers came to Tyler.. and talked with him briefly and immediately began to pray over him... laying hands on him in the Name of Jesus as the Holy Spirit directed. They spoke things out we already knew.. and prophetically called him out as an evangelist. I have seen this so many times.. Tylers sweet and unassuming humbleness and genuine love and care--- standing in the pulpit-- his mouth opening up to testify of the miracles and power and love and grace that he has seen--- and A FIRE consumes him.. and comes out of him! Last night.. Tyler fell to the floor in the spirit. He has never done that before.. He said.. Mom.. it was like a sink. (hahha...) Thats all I can say.. everything came together.. and was going round and down to meet... swirling like a sink and my knees gave out. I was down. So.. to the weary and storm-tossed, I say to you... GOD has AN INCREDIBLE calling on your life.. dont give up. To the broken down and run over.. GOD is raising you up stronger than you ever would have if things had NOT come against you. And to the ones, who feel that you have just used your last chance, made your last stupid decision, or are too used up, washed up, old or tired due to the circumstances of this life that have tried you. Let me assure you of THIS: God will do more incredible things in you than you have every dreamed of.. NOT in spite of all those things.. but BECAUSE of ... (YES) ALL THOSE THINGS. Do you hear me? He.. has .. a ... plan. Believe it.. I believe in you and I love you thanks for reading ...I know your minutes are precious. Kim:) Isaiah 58:6 “Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke?
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 16:46:33 +0000
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