My story begins sometime in 2008. I was married, had two beautiful children, a good job, etc., but felt something was missing. I somehow felt unfulfilled, empty, lost, I don’t know. I just knew I wasn’t happy. One day, I decided to go to a nearby large church. It was one of those very large churches where I knew I could get lost in the crowd and not be noticed. I sat high in the balcony to not draw any attention to me and listened to the sermon attentively. Toward the end, the pastor asked everyone to close their eyes and bow their heads, and invited anyone who wanted to ask Jesus to come into their hearts to just quietly raise their hand. Something inside of me knew I needed to do this, so I raised my hand as tears began to well and fall from my eyes. Then I suddenly felt someone behind me gently touch my left shoulder and whisper if it would be okay if she could pray for me. She then whispered her name was Joyce. When I heard that name, I really started crying, I mean really weeping, complete with heaving shoulders and uncontrollable sobbing. Joyce just happened to be my deceased mother’s name.
It was as if a lifetime of held back feelings could suddenly be released. There was a flood of emotions that seemed to be released all at the same time…long held grief, pain, guilt, unworthiness, sorrow, and emptiness – all those emotions that we try to push down and keep hidden. Then, the most beautiful calm came over me. I cannot put it into words to give it justice. It was as if a warm healing balm had been poured over me from head to toe. I somehow felt washed in it, completely comforted, peaceful, accepted, unconditionally loved and filled, and no longer empty. There was an unexplainable peace and calm and that wasn’t there before.
This was the beginning of opening the door for God to come into my life. He had plans for me in the coming years. It was a slow, gentle beginning, but I soon started hearing words and seeing visions. Often the words spoken to me were not even in my vocabulary. There were also miracles and supernatural events to come – even visits from angels! (See Supernatural 1992.) Was it simply a coincidence that the woman’s name that night was Joyce? I think not. My mother was a strong believer and always wanted me to believe and be baptized. She did not see it in her lifetime, but I would indeed finally become a believer – and even get baptized in 2012.
That is when God really started moving in my life with accelerated messages, inexplainable visions and supernatural happenings. (see Messages 2014). I didn’t know why all this was coming to me, but I knew it was for a purpose, and that I had to record it, and someday share it. This is that someday…for such a time as this.
“Behold, I Stand at the door and knock: if anyone hears my voice, and opens the door, I will come in…”