My experiences with the supernatural things of God

I am going to share some of my experiences with you that I have had in the supernatural, in order to show you that God is the same today as He was when He walked the earth. This is a relationship, a relationship has encounters, and I want to encourage you to expect to have supernatural encounters with God daily.

Spirit of Gossip

One day at church, someone suggested I do something, and her suggestion offended me (I know I was wrong to get offended). What she said hurt my feelings; for some reason it felt as though she was bossing me around. Well, I shared it with someone and asked, “Is she my boss in this?” You know the story: too many bosses and you don’t know which one really IS the one to listen to! A little while later at home, I told my husband what happened at church. About an hour later, I all of a sudden saw this vision. Two animals that looked like overstuffed penguins, with matted curly black and white hair, stood facing each other with long mouths that looked like beaks with rows of tiny sharp teeth on them, and were whispering in each other's ears at the same time. Then they would stop and both at the same time stick their beaks up in the air and laugh five short laughs, “ha ha ha ha ha.” Then they would start whispering again and keep doing it over and over. Instantly I knew it was a spirit of gossip, and it deceived me into gossiping to my husband.

The Dance

Another thing I would like to share was a whole lot more fun. It is something I will never forget. I had gone through a year of great fear, because I started menopause and it had so many odd symptoms I never knew about, and made me get into fear until I figured it out in prayer. One day at church, I was doing everything I knew to do to get out of fear that had been hazing me. I prayed, praised, and spoke in tongues during worship.

Finally God told me to stop, to not even to raise a hand, or thank Him, or sing, or pray in tongues. He said, Stand there and don’t move, only breathe in the glory. So I figured that I should take deep breath because I wanted all the glory I could get. So I stood still, breathing in the glory for three songs. THEN all of a sudden my shoulders down to my hands started to move on their own, by no will of mine!

Slowly, then more and more now, my hips joined in. They went in and out in time to the music, it was like the song, “Put your right foot in, put your right foot out, do the hoky poky and turn yourself around.” I was dancing with my shoulders and arms. THEN my legs started!

Now I was dancing with the top half of my body going out and the bottom half going in. I felt like John Travolta in Saturday Night fever. Now my HEAD joined in the dance. Boy, did I feel silly. I started saying, “I am not doing this," but no one was listening. I started to do this faster and faster, faster than a person could move on her own.

Then I fell to the floor and my arms shot out and my legs started shaking like a washing machine. I am on the floor, laughing and bouncing and having a great time in the Lord. My legs and arms stretched and shook faster and faster until I just stopped and was still. This has happened two times so far. I asked the Lord what was that all about. He said, “This was abundantly above all I can think or ask according to the power of God working in me.”

Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us. * (Eph 3:20)

This experience really strengthened my faith to know that God’s power is in me to heal the sick and raise the dead and do whatever He wants me to do.

Happy Hormones

One other experience was when the menopause symptoms were bothering me. God said, “You need to release some HAPPY HORMONES,” and I burst out laughing. God deals with us each in the way our personalities relate to the world. He deals with me through joy and laughter, because He created me to bring His JOY to the world through clowning and ventriloquism and through the presence of the HOLY SPIRIT.

Boop

                We have a prayer room at our church where we pray for the pastor and the congregation an hour before service on Sundays. One Sunday, I had prayed for about 45 minutes or an hour and was ready to leave. As my hand touched the doorknob, I was instantly drunk in the spirit.

 I was so drunk someone had to walk me to my seat. I had to walk across the sanctuary to get to my seat. I started asking people if they wanted some of this (referring to the drunkenness of the Holy Spirit). The ones that said yes, I slapped on the forehead with my fingers tips and said, “Boop!” Instantly they fell off their seat drunk and laughing. The more times I slapped them and said “Boop,” the drunker they got until some of them couldn’t get up.

This happens sometimes when I am drunk in the spirit after the service, also. If you think that getting drunk in the spirit serves no purpose, look at the world; they drink to temporarily forget their problems. Remember, what they have is only a COPY of the real drunkenness. When you are drunk in the Holy Spirit, you feel free of problems and have great joy in the Lord. The Bible says that joy is strength! And boy, do we need strength in this time.

The Faith Like a Child

A very exciting time with the Lord happened in the beginning of last year. The children (ages five to about seven years old) came out of their service and joined us. A group of about six children began to run around the sanctuary as a group, laying hands on people and praying for them. Instantly they went down. The anointing on the children was so strong that I went down when I tried to catch someone. At other times, gold dust would come on the children’s faces, necks and hands.

The Blue Prayer Cloths

On Thursdays, we have a prayer meeting in which the pastor takes prayer requests and we pray for the needs as a group, then we find somewhere in the sanctuary and pray and intercede. One day while praying, I saw in the spirit someone come over to me and put on my shoulders a blue cloth, a mantel or robe. Then I saw purple flower-like things burst open all around me. I wondered about this for a few weeks.

One day I decided to use one of the blue cloths, which I use to cover the people who are slain in the spirit, to cover my head while I prayed, for privacy. For me, prayer between God and me is VERY personal. When I started to do that, a spirit of intercession would come on me instantly as soon as I covered myself.

One day while I was working at the altar, praying in tongues and covering people, someone called my name. As I turned to look, they threw a cover at me. As I went to catch it at stomach level, it picked me up off my feet and threw me across the room about four feet. Ever since that time, when someone throws a blue cloth at me, I go into jerking, freeze, fall, or get drunk. I believe God's power is transmitted through the cloths to me. I don’t know why it doesn’t do this to other people, just me.

The people who are altar workers and catchers with me deliberately throw the cloths at me to watch me get drunk or go flying through the air. Some times they have to throw them up in the air so they float down or next to me, so I can get them without being knocked out and unable to work.

The Jolly Green Giant

There is a really big guy at church named Josh who is a kind, good-looking guy who loves the Lord. He is about 6’2 and weights about 300 pounds OF MUSCLES. When it’s his time to get prayed for, everyone runs! It takes about six strong catchers or more to surround him and guide him till he hits the floor. When the power of God hits him, he is soooo strong that he goes out, but his body surges like electricity hit him. I like to call him the “Jolly Green Giant.”

One day after he went down, he started to get off the floor and I laid my hands on him and started to pray... oops, that was a mistake. The six catchers were not around and the power of God hit him and... well, thank God not too many people were on the floor near him. But I learned that when we are full of the Holy Spirit, POWER COMES OUT OF US AND INTO OTHERS. The power of God is transmitted through prayer cloths, all the more it is transmitted through our laying on of hands.

Satan, give me my stuff!

                I had a dream where I saw and heard a person come to me with a tray in his hands. I knew it was the devil because I saw his legs and feet, and they were goat legs. In his hands was a tray with something on it. He came and stood by my bedside and offered the tray to me. I refused to take the tray or what was on it.

Instantly, I woke up and felt the evil presence of a demon. I pointed out the window and said, "Go! I don’t want anything you have to offer me,” then I thought for a moment and said, “Come back here! Now you go and get my money that you have stolen from me. I want restoration for everything you stole from me, NOW go. In Jesus' name.”

Leah

For about half a year, I kept having dreams that my husband was cheating on me. These dreams would be about life in general, but always end up with my husband cheating on me. I was being tormented in these nightmares. I would wake up and the feeling of terror would be on me and I would wonder if it was true. I knew in my heart it wasn’t, but the feeling of horror would come on me so strong that I would begin to question and look for signs that he might be unfaithful. I started questioning the Lord how to stop these dreams, because I knew that my husband was not cheating, he is a godly man who honors our covenant of marriage and God. So I asked God what is going on. One night I had this supernatural dream.

I dreamed a small bird came close to me. It smirked as if to say, "You think that's cool that I came so close, watch this," then he hopped on my finger. He jumped off and went behind some bushes and stood up. He became a gorilla, his gorilla suit peeled off him and he became a young girl. She walked past me, shuffling her feet with her head down in a rejected attitude. She walked past me and five large angels who surrounded me as we stood by the large white van I always drive in my dreams. As she went past I said, "Naomi?" meaning, Was that my daughter? "No, that was Leah," the five angels said.

I asked God what that meant, and this is what He told me. The Spirit of Leah had come on me and was being used to torment me. I asked what that meant. God showed me that the spirit of Leah was a spirit of rejection and deception. Leah was the oldest daughter given in marriage to Jacob instead of the promised sister, Rachael, whom he loved. So I just bound and pulled down that stronghold of a spirit of Leah, and have not had a dream like that since, and it's been about two or more years.

Baby Formula

When my children were babies (twins), I ran out of formula and had no money. I searched the cupboards and found no milk. I prayed and went back to the cupboard and right out front was a can of baby formula.

Singing in the Spirit

One day I was doing dishes, just praising the Lord, when all of a sudden I realized the sound coming out my mouth wasn't my own. It was sweet and the language wasn't English. I kept singing and listening. It was beautiful (I can't carry a tune). It was my first experience in singing in tongues. There was a very sweet spirit in that room with me that day.

The devil speaks to a two-year-old.

When I was about two years old, I was crawling on the ground at my grandmom's house in an animal costume my mother made me. All of a sudden, I heard an audible males voice say, "Get up off the ground. You're acting foolish, like a little kid," as if it was wrong to play and laugh and have fun. I got up off the ground and never really felt safe to let loose and have fun. I always felt foolish when I did silly things. EXCEPT when I am in my clown outfit. I know it was the devil's voice, but I didn't realize how young I was at the time until about 30 years later, when I saw a picture of me that day, crawling and playing in that custom. I was about 2- 3 years old. Today I realize it was the devil's attempt to stop the plan of God for me to minister as a clown and bring the joy of the Lord to others.

                I heard the voice one more time. I was thinking of going into a New Age bookstore about 25 years ago when I was in a very vulnerable position in my life. The voice said, "You're a big girl, you can make up your own mind to go into the bookstore." I immediately recognized it and walked away.

The seventh opportunity to raise the dead

A friend of the family died suddenly yesterday morning. He was young and his death was destroying his body. I debated whether to call him back or not because of the damage to his body. My thinking was that he would live life with this damage to his body. As I thought about it, God said, "What does it matter about his body? If something was enough to kill him, he is dead, but My resurrection power will give life to him abundantly." In other words, whatever killed him would no longer have power over him to kill him or stay on or in his body. I also struggled with the fact that I didn't know for sure if he had ever given his life to the Lord, knowing his history. So at church, while we were having a women's meeting, I started praising and worshiping the Lord. I was singing in the spirit and I started to call this young man back. I called his name in song and commanded life to come into his body. I sang his name and at the same time I was praising the Lord. It is hard to put into words. But as I sang out his name, all of a sudden I heard in my spirit and felt this dead young man's voice, praising the Lord WITH ME. We were praising and worshiping the Lord together. I could feel power and joy in his voice. He was in heaven, praising and worshiping the Lord, and I was privileged to join him. It was awesome, and I look forward to comforting his mother someday with those words. After sending this story to a friend, she told me this same thing happened to her when a close relative died. God is so good.

God reminded me that He is trying to get people into heaven, not trying to keep them out. Even though this young man appeared not to be walking right with God, and some might get mad at me for sharing this, I have no doubt he is in heaven today because he gave his life to Jesus. Remember, there is only ONE sin that will send you to hell. Not receiving the sacrifice of the blood of Jesus that paid for your sins. But there are many sins that will keep you from experiencing the fullness of God, and hearing His voice, or cutting your life short.

The dance with the Bridegroom

Several weeks ago, I was in the prayer room, worshiping the Lord. A sweet love song came on the worship CD. I was just praising the Lord, when all of a sudden I saw and FELT Jesus dancing with me. He swirled me and dipped me and spun me into Himself. We glided across the floor. He stared at me with great love in His eyes. He stared at me with admiration and something else I saw was in His eyes, I will never forget. The look in His eyes surprised me. IT WAS PLAYFULNESS! Jesus and I were enjoying each other's company. WOW, this was awesome! Not only did His love for me show in His eyes, but playfulness. I have never experienced Jesus as my Bridegroom until that day, and I look forward to more experiences with Him. Joy is an important part of life in heaven and life on earth.

The dream of the drum

A couple weeks ago I had a dream. A very old man was playing a drum (the inside of a barrel-looking drum). I walked up to him and became him. I started to play the drum with a large wooden spoon. Inside the drum was an egg yoke. As I hit the sides of the drum, the yoke splashed all over everything, me and all around me. I beat the drum in the most supernatural beat, perfect timing, building up to a climax. The closer it came to the end, the louder and faster I beat the drum. It was humanly impossible to beat it that fast and perfect, and I knew in the dream that it was supernatural. It was as if all of heaven played with me, but the drum was a tool or weapon that had power. When I woke up, I felt supercharged and full of power. I could feel a supernatural presence in my room. I felt strong and victorious. I think I had some kind of impartation, and I received a mantel of some kind.

Excerpts from, Feed My People Joy @2012