James Goll: Restoring the Watch of The LORD

James W. Goll:

"Restoring the Watch of the Lord: Shake the World with Prevailing Prayer!"

Intro and Health Update:

We continue to praise the Lord for my great health report on being cancer free. My blood count is now normal and we thank the Lord! You have played such a vital role in my healing and restoration process. I am so grateful for your love and support. Perhaps the Holy Spirit will move upon you to partner with us in the future. I will soon be launching a strategy called Restoring the Walls—EN's Nehemiah Project. So watch for details concerning this in coming weeks.

Recently in PrayerStorm, I had us pray in the gift of tongues. Instead of giving us a specific prayer target, we entered into the realm of the supernatural by praying in the Spirit. Now, I want us to practice "watching" in our prayers. Again, I am not giving us an agenda or a prayer list this week. I want you to practice watching with your worship and prayer, and then pray what you "see in the Spirit." To build on this concept, I am bringing you some of my early teachings.

Let the Fire Burn! And May the Fire of the Lord Be Restored on the Altars of our Hearts!

June, 1991

"I will restore the ancient tools of the Watch of the Lord that have been used and will be used again to change the expression of Christianity across the face of the earth."

This prophetic word came to me in the middle of the night on the Kansas plains. I had brought 30 people with me to that remote area for a prayer retreat at a country lodge. We were praying around the clock in prayer teams for "hour watches" or prayer periods, modeled after military sentry patterns. Our focus was not on fellowship or even a prayer list; we were there to seek God's face. As usual, I had chosen the 2:00-to-3:00 a.m. time slot because the Lord had been waking me up at that time virtually two or three times a week for more than a decade.

As I waited on the Lord, I suddenly saw a picture of an old farm implement, the kind of plow that used to be drawn by horses. When I asked the Lord what it was, the Holy Spirit said, "These are the ancient tools." When I asked what these were, the response was immediate: "The Watch of the Lord is the ancient tool." Now that phrase went deep inside of me and stuck.

As I continued to wait before the Lord in that quiet, far-removed place, I saw the tool again and the Lord said, "I will restore the ancient tool of the Watch of the Lord. It has been used and will be used again to change the expression of Christianity across the face of the earth."

I was already familiar with the concept of "watching in prayer" in the Old and the New Testaments (sorry to say, it is sorely missing from the life of the Church at large). This clear word of the Lord given under the starry skies of Kansas lit a fire under me that ultimately propelled me into the borderland of ancient Saxony, the ancient site of the Moravian prayer watch at Herrnhut that lasted over 100 years nonstop.

Few English-speaking people use the term, "Watch of the Lord," in our day. Books on prayer seldom discuss it. Yet the importance of the Watch of the Lord, or of watching in prayer, is very important to the plans and order of God. Jesus commanded us to "watch" with Him in several Gospel accounts, particularly in the time called "the last days."

Much has been taught about "the last days" by teachers in Evangelical and Charismatic circles. But exceptionally little has been taught about the Biblical response of God's people to the last days. I made a comparative study of the verbs Jesus used in Matthew 24, Mark 13, and Luke 21, where He described how we should respond when we see earthquakes, famines, wars and rumors of wars, and so on. Here is a summary of these responses:

See Matthew 24 (NIV):

"Watch out that no one deceives you" (verse 4).
"See to it that you are not alarmed" (verse 6).
"Stand firm to the end" (verse 13).
"Keep watch" (verse 42).

See Mark 13:

"Watch out that no one deceives you" (verse 5).
"Do not be alarmed" (verse 7).
"Be on your guard" (verse 9).
"Do not worry" (verse 11).
"Stand firm" (verse 13).
"Be on your guard" (verse 23).
"Be on guard! Be alert!" (verse 33).
"Keep watch" (verse 35).
"Watch!" (verse 37).

See Luke 21:

"Watch out that you are not deceived" (verse 8).
"Do not be frightened" (verse 9).
"Stand firm" (verse 19).
"Stand up and lift up your heads" (verse 28).
"Be careful" (verse 34).
"Be always on the watch, and pray" (verse 36).

All of these statements can be summarized in three main phrases: "Do not be afraid" (mentioned four times), "Stand firm" (mentioned four times), and "Watch." Jesus used this key word, "watch," 11 times—almost three times more than any other admonition! Once again, you can hear His voice saying to the Church, "The key I give you is 'watch.'" In Matthew 18:19-20, He gave us the keys of the Kingdom, and they have to do with prayer:

Again I say to you, that if two of you agree on earth about anything that they may ask, it shall be done for them by My Father who is in Heaven. For where two or three have gathered together in My name, I am there in their midst.

Jesus wants groups of two or three people to gather in His name and ask in symphony or harmony. (The Greek word translated "agree" is sumphoneo, or "harmonious.") This is the heart of the "watch of the Lord." I know it's profound, but you don't need a doctorate in theology or linguistics to understand it.

The Greek word for "watch" in these verses is gregoreuo, and it means "to be vigilant, wake, to be watchful." A watchman on the wall does many things. He carefully watches what is happening and alerts the community when good ambassadors approach the city. The guardsman then will open the gates and lower the bridge so the ambassadors may enter. A watchman also warns the city far in advance when an enemy approaches. He sounds an alarm to awaken the people because he knows "to forewarn them is to alert and arm them." Then they quickly can rally to take their stand on the wall against the enemy before he wrongfully tries to enter into the city.

Putting Out the Welcome Mat

We are to watch for the good things and good messengers God sends to His people. We are to watch for the gifted ones and the coming of the Lord's Presence. We are to alert the people to roll out the welcome mat, saying, "Come, come, come, come! Angels of healing, you are welcome here. Spirit of the Lord, You are welcome here. Gifts of the Spirit, you are welcome here. Spirit of conviction of sin, righteousness and judgment, come; you are welcome here. Come, come, come, come!" We are to roll out the red carpet to the name and the Blood of Jesus, and say, "Come!"

We are to watch to see what the Lord is saying and doing. And we are to look at what the enemy's plans could be. Paul warned us not to be ignorant concerning the devil's schemes (see 2 Corinthians 2:11). God wants to tip us off beforehand to cut off, postpone, delay, or even entirely dismantle the works of the enemy and frustrate his plans for evil.

But as watchers on the wall of the Lord, we go far beyond any dictionary definition. God wants us to look into the mirror of His great Word and discern those things that He has said that He wants to do. Then we are to remind Him of those things that He wants to do and is, at the same time, waiting for us to ask Him to do. Why? Because He has given us that little key called the "prayer of agreement."

Little keys unlock big doors. The Moravians discovered a key of power in Leviticus 6:13, where the Lord says, "Fire shall be kept burning continually on the altar; it is not to go out." They believed the New Covenant fire on the altar was prayer, and they acted on God's challenge. The Moravians actually managed to change the world with that little key and so can we in our day.

Through other extreme God encounters, I became convinced that the Lord was releasing grace for the house of prayer for all nations, and for the Watch of the Lord to be released first in 120 cities across the earth, and from there to 3,000 cities according to the pattern of Pentecost as found in Acts, the second chapter. Yes, the ancient tool of the Watch of the Lord has been released anew on the earth by the winds of God.

Dear God, I want to be vigilant and awake in this hour. Wake me up if You have to! I want to be a practical part of the watch of the Lord for my city. Equip me and use me as one of Your Last Day Watchers. Place me in Your global prayer army and send mentors my way so I can be effective in this historic move of God! Bless You, Lord, for including me in Your growing prayer army! Praise the Lord!

The Day of the Watch Has Come

Since God ignited my burden for the Watch of the Lord at Herrnhut, the site of the great Moravian prayer watch, it is no accident that He has sent me to draw from their deep pool of wisdom again and again along my journey. Indeed, the Day of the Watch has come.

God is restoring the fire of the Holy Spirit to His people so we will restore the fire of prayer on His altar of incense and release the glory of God on the earth! Look at the striking parallels between the outpouring of the Holy Spirit on people of prayer in Jerusalem, and on another people of prayer 17 centuries later in Herrnhut, Saxony!

The same God who engineered this miracle in Jerusalem and in Herrnhut in the 1700s appears determined to do the same across the earth before the dawn of the millennium! God is not interested in "corporate assent" to the principle of revival—He demands personal surrender, commitment, and sold-out service in prayer and public witness to His glory!

When the people of God dare to surrender to the Holy Spirit of God and then live lives of continuous consecrated prayer, they will display an infectious joy that will draw the lost to them again and again in divine appointments of destiny.

God's Intention

Matthew Henry wrote, "When God intends great mercy for His people, the first thing He does is to set them a-praying." God intends to cover the earth with His glory and with a flood of mercy and grace. But first God must wake His sleeping giant, the Church. It is time for you and I to shake the world for Christ from our places of prevailing prayer! We can no longer afford to hear the urgent word of the Lord and walk away passively. The call is the same regardless of what title or flavor adorns the sign over the door of our place of worship.

God is calling His watchmen—every Blood-washed saint and redeemed king and priest—in groups of twos or threes to come together on the wall. He is calling forth the ancient tools to bring salvation to our generation. Do you believe dead men's bones can live again?

I believe dead men's bones will live again. I believe that the same Spirit who kept the promises of God for generations in the past is waiting for us to enter into the Holy of Holies for our time and our generation! There is only one path for you to take if you have received and believed this message: You need to be possessed. God wants you to be possessed with His Spirit in the same way Gideon was! The Amplified Bible says:

But the Spirit of the Lord clothed Gideon with Himself and took possession of him, and he blew a trumpet, and (the clan of) Abiezer was gathered to him.—Judges 6:34 AMP

Nehemiah's Tools

When Nehemiah the prophet risked all to rebuild the wall of Jerusalem in occupied territory filled with violent enemies, the first thing he did was to establish watchmen on the walls. In fact, everyone who worked on the wall was both workman and watchman, builder and soldier. They would work with a trowel in one hand and a spear in the other. God is quickly setting things into place to build His Church in a quick work. Again, this building project takes place in temporarily-occupied territory surrounded by violent and desperate enemies. The first thing God is setting in place is "the Watch of the Lord."

What are the rewards for these labors? If you could ask the Moravians this question, they would instantly answer: "To win for the Lamb that was slain the reward of His sufferings." The prayers of the "possessed" are more powerful than any of us know. A German historian named Dr. Warneck wrote in his book, Protestant Missions, "This small Church [the Moravians] in twenty years called into being more missions than the whole Evangelical Church has done in two centuries."

The work of the Holy Spirit was so complete and deep in the people at Herrnhut that they literally began to live out in microcosm the plan of God for His spotless Bride when He returns! Listen to the words John Wesley wrote after visiting Herrnhut in August of 1738, as recorded by Moravian historian Rev. John Greenfield:

"'God has given me at length,' he wrote to his brother Samuel, 'the desire of my heart. I am with a Church whose conversation is in Heaven; in whom is the mind that was in Christ, and who so walk as He walked.' In his journal he wrote: 'I would gladly have spent my life here; but my Master called me to labour in another part of His vineyard. O when shall this Christianity cover the earth, as the waters cover the sea?'"

On a Worldwide Scale

God fully intends to do on a worldwide scale what He did more than 200 years ago among a divided group of Believers from diverse backgrounds. He is out to raise up a Church, a nation of kings and priests, whose determination is to know nothing among men save Jesus Christ and Him crucified, whose theology has become Christology, and whose creed was in one word, the "Cross."

Are you willing to be "possessed for prayer"? Will you yield yourself as a living sacrifice this very day so that God can clothe you with Himself and conduct warfare for souls? Little keys open big doors. What goes up must come down!

The key to fulfillment and fruitfulness in your life is found in one word of eternal significance: "Yes." Your commission is clear: As a king and priest cleansed by the Blood of Jesus, your lifelong calling is to offer the fire and incense of prayer, praise, worship, and intercession to the Most High God and to intercede on behalf of this lost and dying generation.

Allow the Spirit of Pentecost to fall on you again in all of His fire and glory. Find those of like mind who also have discovered the secrets and power of God's altar of prayer. Join with one or two others to harmonize your requests to God as you restore the Watch of the Lord in your area. Work with your pastor or church members to raise up a "house of prayer for all nations" that truly fulfills the desire of God.

Pray for the harvest, for workers of the harvest. Seek the face of Him who bared His right Arm in Christ Jesus and redeemed you from the kingdom of darkness. Then, do anything and everything that He tells you with all of your heart. The Moravians discovered the secret place of power called prayer. They also lived out another secret of effective Christian living—that all men and women are ministers of the Gospel of Jesus and stewards of a sacred hope that must be trumpeted to hurting people at every occasion. It is time to mount the Watch of the Lord. It is time to light the watch fires and restore the lost art of intercession, the ancient tool of the Lord, to the Church of the Lord. Let it begin!

A Prayer of Consecration

Here I am, Lord. Possess me with Your Holy Life. Teach me to release the highest weapon of spiritual warfare—the brilliance of Your great Presence. Let the fire of Your hot love burn on the altar of my heart. Let there be fire on my altar and may it never go out. Count me in. Sign me up as a watchman on Your wall. Restore the lost art of intercession. Restore the power and the passion of the watch of the Lord. Use me in Your End Time Army and set me as an intercessor for Christ's namesake. Amen.

Now Just Do It! Amen and Amen!

James W. Goll
Encounters Network • PrayerStorm • Compassion Acts
Email: info@encountersnetwork.com

Making All Things New

Making All Things New

*Revelation 21:2

“And I saw the Holy City, the New Jerusalem, coming down from God out of Heaven like a beautiful bride prepared for her husband.”

*People who are victorious “endure to the end', (Mark 13:13). they will receive the blessing that God promised:

1} eating from the tree of life …
Revelation 2:7
'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the tree of life, which is in the midst of the paradise of God.'

2} escaping from the lake of fire …
Revelation 2:11
'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; He that overcometh shall not be hurt of the second death.'

3} receiving a special name …
Revelation 2:17
'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that o overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden manna, and will give him a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knoweth saving he that receiveth [it].'

4} having authority over the nations …
Revelation 2:26
'And he that overcometh, and keepeth my works unto the end, to him will I give power over the nations: '

5} being included in the “Book of Life”...
Revelation 3:5
'He that overcometh, the same shall be clothed in white raiment; and I will not blot out his name out of the book of life, but I will confess his name before my Father, and before his angels.'

6} being a pillar in God's spiritual temple …
Revelation 3:12
'Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God, and he shall go no more out: and I will write upon him the name of my God, and the name of the city of my God, [which is] new Jerusalem, which cometh down out of heaven from my God: and [I will write upon him] my new name.'

7} sitting with Christ on His throne …
Revelation 3:21
'To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.'
*Those who can endure the testing of evil and remain faithful will be rewarded by God. I'm in this race to overcome and be victorious. I also know we have already received the wisdom, knowledge, and the keys to this victory. The choice is ours, not God's. I know what His heart's desire is do you?

* “We must remember, 'our candle does not increase in brightness by putting out our brothers and sisters'... 'Shine Jesus Shine' it has to be about Him ALL the time.” Light a candle in someone's heart today, let them know Jesus loves them … Reflect His image! We are not our own we were bought with a price'!

From 'Tragedy to Triumph' ....My Miracle Testimony

From Tragedy to Triumph … My Testimony


Being able to write this testimony and this book is a miracle only by the grace of our Lord. On Saturday morning December 6, 2003 my youngest daughter and I were leaving to go and pick up my son who had spent the night before with his Dad. We live about 60 miles from where my son was. Our church family was having an outing for the boys in the youth group and my son was invited.

We left our house on what seemed to be a glorious day. It was the typical, sun shining, birds singing and cool breeze blowing kind of day. It was clear and absolutely gorgeous outside. We lived in a rural part of the state of Louisiana in a very small town called Iota. As we proceeded down the familiar road we had traveled many times in the past five years nothing seemed different. We had a new car. My oldest daughter who was in the military at this time gifted me with the car on my 40th birthday in July of the same year. I was so excited and very blessed because I had never had a new car. The car was small but very roomy. And it was just a blessing. As we approached the familiar intersection that we’ve passed a million times in the last five years something this day would occur that would be life changing and life rearranging. I now have a greater respect for the saying, ‘life as we knew it was over and a new life has begun.’

One moment in time we were driving and the next moment we woke up in a rice field. We had been involved in an automobile accident. Not just a fender bender, but a traumatic accident that changed our lives forever. I was told later by my daughter (Megan) that a vehicle crossing the intersection ran the stop sign and broadsided our vehicle at 65 miles per hour. We were driving a very small Ford Focus and the other vehicle was an SUV and was as strong as a tank. After impact our car spun around three times, took a leap into the air and went air born, then took a nose dive full force into the embankment of a twelve foot ditch and finally it came to rest in a rice field located on the opposite side from where we had been traveling.

I was trapped inside from the force of the impact. There right side of the vehicle now rested against the steering wheel. I could not move my right arm or anything from my shoulder down to my right knee. The door of the car was crushed against my body. What transpired in the next hours would be nothing but miraculous! My daughter Megan was driving and was thrown from the vehicle. She was belted in and still she was thrown. She flew three hundred feet. This journey took her across the rice field; the she proceeded to roll across the road way and finally ended when she landed face down in the ditch on the opposite side of the roadway we were traveling on. I am recalling for you the recollection of events as they transpired as they were spoken to me.

Only by the grace of God was my daughter able to crawl up out of the ditch, cross the road and then completely across the field, heading backwards in time, so it seemed towards what was left of me and the car. She showed no panic and immediately began praying and bound the spirit of death and commanded in the Name of Jesus the spirit of life to return into my body and then she smacked me in the right cheek with all her might. I was dazed and confused. My tongue was resting on my chest, blood was pouring from a head injury from where I had hit the windshield and cracked my forehead. I had no idea what had happened. I felt no pain; I remember asking God if I were dead. I remembered that Jesus is sensitive to grief and pain. I knew that if God is God anywhere He has to be God in this accident even in the face of death. I knew Jesus was my only hope and then John 11:25 came flooding into my Spirit, “I am the resurrection and the life, he who believes in Me though he may die he shall live. And whomever lives and believes in Me shall never die.” I felt the Holy Spirit was telling me, if I believe I would see the Glory of God. In an instant I felt everything. I had never experienced pain in all my forty years of living like that. My mind raced and I imagined how Jesus felt on that cross. I recalled the words He spoke and remembered He said He had taken all our pain upon Himself that day and I thanked God for taking that pain. Instantly, all pain subsided and I could feel this peace come over my whole body and spirit.

As I laid there trapped inside the car the paramedics and the first response team began to arrive on the scene. The first team assessed my daughter and immediately called for Life Flight to transport her to the nearest hospital which was twelve miles away. She was lying on the ground in tremendous pain and I recall hearing them say she had broken her back in two places and her physical reactions were like people who have injured their spinal cord. I immediately went into a deep intercessory prayer. I prayed like I had never prayed before. I took authority over those words spoken over my child and commanded in the name of Jesus for them to fall to the ground and never take root and for satan to release her because he had no right to her because she was a child of God.

I commanded every part of her body to come in line with the Word of God and be made whole. I had no idea what my condition was my focus and greatest concern was on my daughter. As I lay there in the car waiting for them to cut me out with the Jaws of Life, scripture upon scripture came flooding into my spirit. I knew when the enemy comes in like a flood God will raise up a standard against him and I claimed that. I called upon Psalm 18:1-3, “I love you, O lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer, my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies.” I knew God was with me. I knew I was coming out of this victoriously. Not somehow but triumphantly I was going to make it through.

As the first response team cut through the mangled car I had no idea what the extent of my injuries were. I did know that I could feel my right leg all the way from my upper thigh to my foot. However, I knew something was wrong with my left leg because I had no feeling from my upper thigh all the way down to my foot. I somehow knew it was attached because I could feel the existence of a shoe but the physical feeling just wasn’t there. I pounded my right foot to get leverage on the car floor board but when I attempted to do that on the left side I got nothing. This began to scare me however; God had placed at my side someone whom I knew for a very long time. He was a police officer in our little town and he just so happened to be off duty on this day. Mike stayed by my side the whole time the rescue team worked to get me out of the car. I questioned him as to why I could not feel anything in my left foot. He got up from where he was kneeling down by my daughter’s side of the car and looked down at the floor board on my side. What he told me really did not surprise me so I wasn’t shaken by his words. He said for me not to pound my left foot down on the floor board any more because it was broken.

I listened and agreed and then took authority over broken bones in the foot. What I was to learn about my foot later really came as a shock and blew my mind. They finally got me out of the car after three hours of being trapped and transferred me into the ambulance and once again God placed someone at the scene that I knew well. Pastor Enoch Delaphouse was there and I remember him asking me what I wanted him to do. All I could tell him was pray! “Pray Mr. Enoch just please pray.” While in the ambulance I did not recall much except that everything was gray. It appeared that a great big gray cloud hovered just directly above me. In fact I could almost break a piece of that cloud off and hold it. If I wanted to see clearly what was going on in the present I had to look down beneath the cloud. It really was amazing, but I had this sense of peace. A peace I was accustomed to. But today that peace seemed magnified.
The paramedics were scurrying around frantically trying to stabilize my condition and I wasn’t even aware of what my condition was. I had great peace, I felt wonderful, and I was riding in the back of the bumpy ambulance. I wondered why the paramedics were so worried. I had no idea. I just had this sweet and comfortable peace.

When I arrived at the first hospital everyone was racing everywhere. They were calling for what seemed to be a million x-rays and blood and fluids and only God knows what else. My greatest concern was my child. She had arrived there about three hours before me. That was really surprising. It felt like five minutes, but I was told three hours. It took two hours to get me out of the car and on the way to treatment. Later I was told by the state trooper that it was an hour before he arrived at the scene because the person that called this accident in reported it as a fatality. I was amazed.

As the hospital technicians administered their test I was told things that I really could not believe. It was here that the extent of my injuries would be revealed and how blessed I was feeling in spite of their words. I had two broken ribs the first two right below the sternum, a concussion caused from my forehead smashing the windshield which had caused a bleed into my brain, burns and lacerations to my face and neck from the seat belt during our flight in mid air, multiple massive bruises all over my body, my kidneys were crushed, my liver was lacerated almost in half and my spleen had exploded. And if this wasn’t enough my left femur was fractured and my left foot was severed from my body and was hanging on by two inches of skin. There were eight pieces of my foot missing and I had no visible sign of my left ankle. The only evidence of an ankle being there was bone dust. I had bled many pints of blood into my abdomen and also out of my body and my prognosis was bleak.

As I lay there on the stretcher finally, I heard my daughter’s voice. I was so excited. She was fine! She was telling me what my foot looked like and I was rebuking her words! I’ve had the pleasure of hearing her voice every day for nineteen years but on that particular day it was not only a blessing but also soothing to my inner man. I remember hearing the doctor calling for them to prepare the operating room. I questioned him “why” and his answer was met with one of the strongest rebukes I had ever issued.

He stated the operating room was being prepared for amputation. I turned and looked at him and said in the name of Jesus I don’t think so. I rebuke that and I am not receiving that curse. He told me, Ma’am, your foot is in pieces, in fact eight pieces are missing and it is no longer attached to your body. I told him, “Can you fix it?” He said, “no.” Amputation was what he recommended. Well I said you can put the pieces into a bag and send me where they can repair this foot. I watch ‘Lifeline’ and I know there has to be a doctor that can reconstruct even this. He went on to say, “There are many pieces of your foot missing and you have no left ankle”; amputation is the only way to repair.” I said sternly, “God will grow the bones”, and that was all I had to say to him. The words of Mark 11:24 came flooding into my spirit, “Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.”

I believed that God would grow new pieces for my foot or even give me a new one and that was what I was standing on. I told that doctor that we serve and awesome and mighty living God and I knew what He is capable of. What was not accomplishable with man God would and could do! So they bagged me up and sent me and my daughter packing into another ambulance and headed for a larger town with greater trauma and medical facilities.

I was amazed that my daughter who had flown in Air Med to the hospital with a broken back had just climbed into this ambulance and was at my side. She was bruised and very sore but completely whole! I had no doubt our Lord had heard my prayers for her and according to the words of life spoken in Psalm 72:12-14, “He will deliver the needy who cry out, the afflicted who have no one to help. He will rescue them from oppression and violence, for precious is their blood in His sight.” He healed her.

The Longest Second Ride

As we traveled twenty six more miles headed towards Lafayette Louisiana which was a much larger city with greater trauma facilities I could still feel this peace around me. A peace that seemed like I was not here on earth, but elevated above what was taking place. The paramedic that road in the back with me happen to remember me from high school. I had no idea at that time who he was but he assured me that he knew me. He never once indicated how dire and extremely serious my condition was. My daughter continued to be a source of joy and laughter. Her jokes about the condition of my clothing and the look of my hair took the edge off the criticalness of what I had gone through. It seemed like this twenty six mile ride was taking forever. I knew where the source of my comfort was. Psalm 119:50 says, “My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life.”

I knew God was in control. God has ordained that His Word, made powerful by the Spirit, will bring comfort, hope and strength to His faithful as we experience trouble and sorrow. Because God’s Word is living and active, it has the power to revive and restore us who abide in it and in God. When in trouble, turn to the Lord and His Word and wait for His Spirit to impart His life and peace to you. I felt as though I was transported on a cloud. In Psalm 34:7&17, it says, “The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear Him, and He delivers them. The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them.” I knew God had appointed His angels to protect and rescue us from spiritual and physical harm. This promise of divine intervention is reserved for everyone who trust in God.

The paramedics continued to concern themselves with my pain and blood pressure. I actually felt no pain. And even though my blood pressure was extremely low I felt wonderful. Upon arriving in Lafayette, the trauma center had been alerted. When they wheeled me into triage the nurses and doctors were amazed that someone in my present condition had even lasted this long.

While we were at the accident sight a very dear woman from our home church was alerted in the Spiritual realm to pray and intercede for me. I was not able to speak to this woman, but her brother was on the First Response team that cut me out of the car. He immediately called his sister Charmaine, who is a number one intercessor, close personal prayer partner and friend of mine. Even before I arrived at the first hospital she had been in deep intercessory prayer. My daughter had called my Pastor, Joe Gall of the Haven Church and he and Wanda a great intercessory prayer leader met us at the hospital. I was really blessed to be a part of such a wonderful group of Holy Spirit filled intercessors. The church, though few in number, was able to make great waves in the Spiritual realm with their deep and unending intercessory prayer. His wife, Pastor Sue Gall was on prayer alert at their home.

By the time I arrived at the second hospital it seemed like the whole world knew what was going on except me. My daughter placed a call to my Spiritual Mother, Pastor Mary Ann Cole of New Testament Outreach Ministries. Pastor Cole, whose mighty ministry lies in Spiritual Warfare, then alerted all the prayer warriors from her ministry as well as some prayer warriors from the other surrounding ministries. If you ever need prayer these people are the ones that need to be standing in the gap for you. I knew the prayer covering was intense because I had such a great peace about the whole situation. I was and am a firm believer in the power of prayer. I was always taught that prayer was not preparation for the battle, it was the battle. I really don’t think these people were aware of just exactly how critical the situation was, but I know God was on the scene.

The doctors decided that the first order of business would be to get my blood pressure stabilized and to prepare the operating room so they could piece back together the pieces of my left foot and my calf bone. I would later learn that this fracture was caused from the tremendous force from the impact on the front of the car when it took the nose dive into the side of the ditch. It was a multiple compound fracture that exited out of the skin. I was told by the doctor that she did not know if she could save my foot. I was also alerted that she did not even think I would survive the operation. I had no idea what she meant I just knew that I was not going to die.

Back Together …. So I Thought

When I awoke from the surgery I really don’t remember what I said or did. I was not aware of anything, nor did I recognize anyone who was with me. The ventilator tube prevented me from talking and I remember an excessive thirst. I made it through the first night and then in the morning December 7, 2003 I was reminded of God’s promise in, 1 Peter 3:17-18, “It is better, if it is God’s will, to suffer for doing good than for doing evil. For Christ died for sins once for all, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. He was put to death in the body and made alive by the Spirit.” Even though my physical body felt like I was dead, I knew that my Spirit was alive and kicking (so to speak).

Suddenly, my blood pressure began to drop drastically once again. By this time my whole family was there. My church family, close relatives and life long friends. The doctors alerted the operating room that I was coming down again. All symptoms pointed to a major internal bleed from somewhere. They alerted my Dad that I was not going to make it. I was literally dying. They told him to contact everyone that was not there and let them know. My son was with his Dad in a near by city. They told him over the phone that his Mother was in a very serious car accident and my injuries were so severe that I was not expected to make it through the surgery. I praise God that they spoke to my ex-husband who was now a powerful man of God and he took those words and shot them back in the devil’s face and basically told him where to go with them.

My Dad contacted the Red Cross in order to get an urgent message to my daughter Olivia who was in the military and stationed 2500 miles from us. I praise God to this day that this particular call never made it through. It seemed like everyone I’ve ever known was at the hospital. I remember some, but most of the people I thought were there weren’t physically there but spiritually there. The whole situation was amazing to me. The doctor told me he held no hope of my coming through the operation. I remember asking him why he thought like that. He replied, “Because your blood pressure is 70/30, and you have surgery ahead of you”, and for some reason I was bleeding out every pint of blood they put in me and they had no idea where it was going. I looked at him and asked him if he knew his business. He replied, “He was the best in the business.” So I told him just as boldly as I could, “Then get to your business I am not going to die...I died yesterday.” I said I loved you to all my family and friends and miraculously four and one half hours later I was back in ICU. Back on the ventilator and back on the critical list. During the surgery the doctor discovered that my spleen had burst, and my liver was lacerated quite extensively almost in half to be exact. I was given many more pints of blood and they removed what was left of my spleen and repaired my liver.

I hated that ventilator. I can remember trying my best once I was more alert to pull that thing out of my throat. Four days after the second surgery I pleaded silently with God to help me get this thing out of my body. I can remember petitioning and pleading with Him for what seemed like days. Once, when my son and daughter were visiting with me I tried to pull the line out. The nurses scolded me but I was determined to be released from that bondage. I lay there silently for four days unable to speak or write and I had had enough. I motioned for them to get the doctor and get this thing out! When you breathe normally you take quicker breaths than the ventilator was allowing so during the lapse in breaths it feels like you are suffocating.

The doctor came in and decided since I was breathing on my own that they could take the line out. I was never so grateful. When they removed the line that held my throat bound I felt as though I had gone through deliverance. The first thing I remember saying was, “It’s about time!” They were amazed at how well I could speak. I told them it was because I had been having a long argument with God about this thing. Although I was still dazed, confused and drugged on pain medicine I really felt wonderful. I had a two foot long scar and 175 staples on my abdomen and my foot was bandaged extensively. I had cuts on my forehead and neck and I was bruised everywhere. What really upset me was that the hospital staff did not even clean me. I laid there with dried blood and dried mud everywhere. I was later told they were not going to bother cleaning me and let the funeral home do that job. I told them, the devil is a liar. Now you can clean me.

With all my vital signs stable and my pain under control they decided after fours days in ICU to move me to the critical care floor. The transition went fine. My bed was comfortable and I had no problems rolling from side to side. The staff of this hospital were amazed that I had made it through what seemed like a death sentence. I know there were people out there that were upset that I had pulled through. However, the one being that was really mad was satan. He really thought he had me this time. Psalm 70:2-3 says, “May those who seek my life be put to shame and confusion; may all who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace. May those who say to me, Aha! Aha! Turn back because of their shame.”

Before wheeling me into surgery the doctor spoke to my Pastor, my friend Wanda and my daughter Megan and basically told them the same thing she told me. I was so very thankful that those words were commanded to fall to the ground and never take root. They took authority over the situation in the name of Jesus and commanded Satan to loose his hold on me.

The surgery to repair my foot took six and one half hours; I was given eight pints of blood and put on the critical list. What was left of my left foot and shin bone was now a mess of metal plates, rods, hinges and screws. My shin bone was sawed down to fit my new ankle and the torn muscle, ligaments, tendons and tissue were reattached. Due to the construction of the hardware, adjustments were needed. I was transported to ICU and put on life support systems. My condition was listed as extremely critical. I was given less than a 50/50 ‘chance’ of survival. I praise God that ‘chance’ is not in His vocabulary!

After 2 months in the hospital and another 10 months of not being able to walk I am here today, complete through Christ, with 12 pounds of titanium in my left foot and leg, and scars that tell the testimony of 'Who's' I am I am able to give God the glory every day of my life! Only by His grace was I redeemed from the curse of an early death because Jesus holds the keys of death, hell and the grave! I can still hear Him saying to satan, "Not now devil, this one is mine." Watch for this miracle testimony to be available in print with my next book, "From Tragedy to Triumph" 'The Accident'.........These days I spend my time encouraging those in these situations as well as other situations to reach for His hand and look up not down because we are MORE THAN CONQUERORS through Christ our Lord and the Lifter of our heads!


Blessings,
Cecile Jo

'The Wonder of {Him} Jesus!'

The Wonder of Him

I was sitting here meditating on the awesomeness of the Lord and this song came on. Part of the lyrics speaks of God dancing over us, and singing over us even though we are not aware. Have you ever thought about that?

Do you wonder what the power of the Lord dancing over you would be like? How His thoughts of you are just so loving and pure. What song would He choose to sing all around you? Would it be a tender love song or maybe a ‘I know your inner most heart’s desire’ ballad?

So much goes on in our busy day to day lives that most of us never ever make the time to meditate and ponder on the goodness of the Lord. We seem to call only when we are in need of something. Yet He still thinks about us throughout the day. Always dancing, singing and loving on us.

Make some time today and get to your quiet place, close your eyes and reflect on His greatness in your life. Recall the times when you knew not what to do about a certain situation and all of a sudden as if with the breath of the wind this perfect peace, His perfect peace gently robed you with the warmth of the sun. Romans 1:20, “For the invisible things of Him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, [even] His eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse.”

Look up into that endless sky and look for His messages. He will answer you when you seek Him with your whole heart. Whatever you are in need of no matter what it may be, just come to Him. Lay your burden down, rest for a while in His arms. Open your heart to those areas that are aching and bruised and allow Him to take into His beautiful hands and apply the healing Balm of Gilead.

Don’t rush away; linger in His care for that is where you will find the answer to all that you seek. If it’s not the answer you were expecting be assured that it’s the best answer He has and His ways are always the right way.

Make this week ahead the greatest you’ve had in a long while. Take some time to just stand in the sun and feel His warmth. Receive the breezes He sends and rejoice that He is there with you. Pick the flowers along the roadside and don’t forget how they were positioned in just the right place for you to see. Do not let anything hinder your pathway to your secret place. Make that time the most sacred time and never miss His leading. Come, can’t you hear Him speak it.

Love and Hugs,

CeCeJo

CeCe’s Tidbits:
Finite understandings cannot perfectly know an infinite being; but, blessed be God, there is that which may be known, enough to lead us to our chief end, the glorifying and enjoying of him; and these things revealed belong to us and to our children, while secret things are not to be pried into, Deu. 29:29. {Taken from the commentary in the Blue Letter Bible on the Scripture in Romans 1:20}.

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Amazed

'The Puppy Talks'.....

The Puppy Talks…..

It still amazes me how the Holy Spirit continues to comfort us even in our dry places. For some time now that’s been where I have been. I’ve been waiting for the rain to come and the dryness to be quenched by His total engulfment of my spirit and every dry area soothed by His gentle rain. Psalm 143:6, “I lift up my hands to you in prayer; like dry ground my soul is thirsty for You.”

Then, just in that instant you seem unprepared, swoosh here comes the flood of His Spirit. You are frantic for anything that you can grab to write on. And then, you hear that sweet, gentle, whisper … “Nothing is needed just listen.” Job 26:14, “These are only glimpses of what He does. We only hear a whisper of Him! Who can understand the thunder of His power?"

For several weeks now Grace has been praying for a puppy. I keep telling her, “We have Ruth and she’s your puppy.” She’s persistent, somehow she knows that Ruth is not a puppy and that’s what she has her heart fixed upon. One day about 2 weeks ago her Grandma came to visit and she had a new puppy that someone had just given her because they could not take care of the dog any longer.

Here’s this 3 year old child, whose been taught about prayer since she could understand standing out in the middle of her front yard and she just looks up to heaven and says, “Deesas I have puppy too peas. I promust I take care of it. Tank You Deesas.” I’m gazing at the sky with her, because she always says, “Dandie you pray wit me.” As we were praying for that request our landlords son drives up, just to say hello to his momma.

David speaks about the puppies he and his wife have for sale. Well of course these are a little out of our spending limit, but God’s resources are unlimited. He happens to ask us why Grace does not have a puppy and I casually say, “Well she has Ruth and maybe when Ruth gets a bit older we will get her one.” Of course this man is no fool, so he inquires about Ruth’s age. “She’s a young 10,” I exclaim. He just smiles.

Well he begins to tell us about the puppies they have for sale. I really was not listening; you know how the devil kinda blocks your hearing when the Lord is trying to speak in your behalf? Well I got kinda perturbed and I said, “David we appreciate you getting Gracie excited about puppies however, we are not in the financial range to purchase one that has a $350.00 price tag.”

He replied, “Well ours are sold but I will definitely keep my eyes open for a small pup that will be perfect for Grace.” Now I’m hiding my face in shame. After he leaves I was speaking to his mom who by the way is also our landlady. She says, “CeCe you are just going to have to lay down that old pride of yours and allow God to move in that baby’s behalf.” … “She prayed and believed God for a puppy and by God she will get that perfect one.”... “You just stay out of God’s way!”

By this time I am feeling this lump in my throat; however, I just suck it in and go on. Next afternoon we hear this horn blow and my daughter and ‘oh yes Gracie’ run to the front driveway to see who our visitor is. A couple minutes later my daughter runs in toting this puppy and leash. She says, “Momma look at what Mr. David gave Grace!” I took one look at this puppy and I immediately got concerned with ‘pooping in the house’, ‘extra food’, you know all the ‘important’ things about having a dog came to mind ‘tsk’, ‘tsk’.

In comes Grace squealing, “Gandie, Gandie ook at my poppy, Deesas give me dat!” NOW how are you going to reason with that statement? I stayed inside the house, contemplating all the extra work now we have 2 dogs instead of 1 and the larger cabin is not ready yet so ‘oh my my’ what are we going to do? Just then David comes in, Gracie at his heels, dog in tow. And here I sit, wanting to crawl into the nearest crack in the floor and then this man speaks something I will never forget.

“CeCe, I hope you did not mind, but after I left the Holy Spirit dropped into my spirit that I needed to give Grace the puppy that I had chosen for myself because she is a special little girl and she needs a special puppy,”… “This dog was mine and I wanted her to have him, he’s 3 months old, he won’t get any bigger, he’s outside trained but should not be hard to inside train, he’s a miniature pincher / rat terrier and he’s a great watch dog.”

So how do you follow that one? You don’t! I was speechless. All I could say was, “Thank you so much for thinking about her.” He leaves and I still have this focus in my mind that this is not the dog that I envisioned. Just then the Holy Spirit whispered, “It was not for you my child but for ME to grant the request of that child.” … “If you can remember she asked ME for a puppy NOT you.”

Now I am in tears, I glance over to where Grace has this tiny puppy in her arms. He’s looking so lovingly into her eyes as she pets his head and says, “Tank You Deesas, he is booteful.” And she blows Him kisses. His name? Rockie!

Over the next few days this young puppy gains so much appreciation from me. He follows her everywhere. She has his leash and he just toddles around wherever she leads. What I begin to notice is the conversation between the two of them. Grace talks constantly with Rockie and he just looks up at her as if he understands. She shows him all the good places that he is allowed to go and also shows him the bad places he is not to go. All the while just toddling around beside her.

Then this morning, in one of those most indisposed places ‘boom’! Revelation! Have we forgotten how we are supposed to always listen to our Master? Just like Rockie was listening to Grace. Intently listening to each and every word He speaks. Never questioning His authority just simply following His commands and obeying His Word. Allowing Him to show us the good and also warn us of the bad. Always staying close to Him as Rockie stays close to Grace. Turning down the audio so we can hear His whisper.

Now those of you who are advanced passed this stage of revelation praise God! I chose a long time ago to allow the Lord to use anything He had to get my attention and also speak His messages. This time he used a tiny little girl and her tiny little dog….. What a powerful message that was for me!
Father God, thank You once again for Holy Spirit revelation. Lord at times we are so concerned with the cares of this life that we often forget the ‘simple’ things and we do You an injustice by not listening to Your every word! Please Father forgive our busyness and release upon us that ‘child-like’ spirit of understanding and submission. In Jesus Name…..Amen

May you see Him in the simple things and may the simple things excite you enough to expect to hear Him where ever you are!

Love and Hugs,
CeCe


Late-Night Lesson:

Thank God for Every Midnight Call
So I close by saying this to you who are taking up the service of the winter. Thank God for every call that reaches you. Thank Him for the opportunity of toil. The hour may come for you when it is midnight, just as it came to the host in our parable. The hour may come when heart and flesh are weary, and hope is dim, and courage is decayed—and in that very hour, for aught I know, the hand may be heard knocking at the door. But if these claims awake you to your weakness, and make you feel anew your need of God; if they send you out from your own self-sufficiency to lean upon His grace and on His love; why then, my brother, all your happy holiday, and all your remembrances of the purple heather, will not be such a blessing to your heart as the burden and the service of today. "Commit your way to the Lord .... and he shall bring it to pass." Come now, and cast your burden on the Lord. Take up your service, whether in church or city, no matter how impoverished you feel. There is One whose store is always overflowing, and He is willing to give you of His best; and men will be blest in you and call you blessed, just because they make you lean on God.


Have A Totally Blessed and Awesome Day!

Our "AWE"tism Praise Report!

Above, September 2007 When Animals Were Her Only Friends!

Below, September 2009 Holy Spirit Intervention! Meet Cayden Her First Friend!

Our Autism Journey!



A Look Back 12 Months Ago!

I read a blog just this morning written by a wonderful lady and her precious daughter Athena! Her daughter was severely injured by the mercury in her infant vaccinations. My grand baby traveled this road as well! Almost step for step but she was not in this way because of vaccines she was just left unattended in the womb for a very extended period after my daughter's water broke! 52 hours to be exact!

When we arrived here in California from Louisiana 2 years ago Grace was 26 months old, she barely spoke 10 words, did not make any eye contact, stayed hidden under chairs and desks most of the time and could not climb stairs or
run. She was pulling her hair out by gobs, biting herself until she removed skin and never responded to anything we spoke. We also went through all the tests and saw all the doctors. To no avail!

Then we were referred to a treatment facility that was the forerunner in 'Autism' diagnostics we were told. After a 2 hour battery of tests, away from Mommie and Grandie, they diagnosed her as 'mild to moderately autistic' and proceeded to
tell us basically 'not to invade her space' this way we would hold down the number of self injury episodes she would have during the course of a day. They then referred us to another pediatrician that would medicate her for the
different conditions she had and then because she was sooooo close to 3 they would not be able to do anything more with or for her.

I told them to stick their suggestions in their ear and I sought the Holy Spirit's help with Grace. With the guidance of a great new physician we started an intensive ‘hands on treatment’ routine with Grace that consisted of drawing
her out of her self with things she adored, like Athena, Grace adored praise and worship music and also adored animals.

We bought her some head phones, recorded all of her greatest and most favorite tunes and then while she was sitting staring we popped those head phones on and watched her come to life! She’d be staring out the window or just sitting quietly and day after day we’d notice she’d tap her foot, smile, move in rhythm to the beat of the music or just close her eyes. We were consistent with the daily routines and we watched a most wonderful flower bud begin to unfold!

We instituted word games, color games, writing skills etc. We had a different activity for each skill that she needed help on and in such a short time she just began to blossom. Day after day she just zoomed in her life skills and the home worker that visited her once a week could not imagine what happened in such a short time.....Like you, I exclaimed, "Nothing but the blood of Jesus and direction from the Holy Spirit".

We also decided that she needed a companion. So the Lord blessed us with a sweet spirited, mild mannered beautiful jack Russell / rat terrier mix breed puppy (she) yes she named Rockie! He was sent through the companion animal program and he gained his badge and quickly became our best tool for drawing her outside and into the ‘great outdoors’. He follows her everywhere and even though today she has 90% come out of her shell he still remains faithfully by her side each time she is awake, asleep or every time she ventures outside for one of their daily games of hide and seek or chase!

We were just reevaluated by a neurologist on February 23rd exactly 1 year from the time Grace was diagnosed with 'autism'....he was blown away by her test scores from before and the test scores now! He's a 'Christian' doctor and he
knew that hands on intensive treatment the way my daughter and I had learned from the help of the Lord was the exact course of treatment Grace needed!

Even though she has been diagnosed with a seizure disorder, it seems that the medication for the seizures has almost alleviated her anxiety attacks and nearly alleviated her seizures! I sit and rejoice with you because I know where we were just a short time ago! This is when 'God's~Gentle~Care’ Teaching Program and 'The Winds of GRACE Learning Place' was established! Grace is the first pupil and from her experience many were able to be taught right over the phone and through the internet what means and what measures were working for us!

Today we see Grace in the Light of the Glory of the Lord! She can do almost what other 4 year olds can with the exception of cognitive recollection and some socialization tweaks! Which means since she does experience the seizure disorder she still has a difficult time with memorizing. However, she runs, jumps, skips, talks and reacts just like all children her age with a few exceptions. She is still experiencing some speech issues, however, her vocabulary is infinite and even though her speech is slower than most because it takes her brain a little bit longer to produce what she is thinking she scored far beyond her 48 month tests!

I have learned so much from this tiny child and I thank the Lord for her AWEtism! Because I still stand in awe of His
AWEsomeness!

My heart goes out to each mother, grand mother, and families represented here! However, we know that Jesus is the name above all labels! Hallelujah! Praising God with you all!

In His Love,
Children with disabilities Advocate/Counselor/Pastor and Grandie {CeCe}


Let’s Make Autism A Thing Of The Past


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'Find Your Wings'

My Motivation To Write ... "The Wind Carries His Whisper"

My Motivation To Write ‘The Wind Carries His Whisper’ …

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Many people have come into my life throughout these past 4 years. Many have asked me several times exactly what motivated me to write this book. There have been so many questions and even some speculations about my motives.


I wanted to take this time to finally discuss my passion not just for the blessing to be called an 'author', but also to be called a 'Scribe' of the Lord's.


I have always possessed the passion to write. However, is wasn't until the early summer of 2005 that I was actually able to visualize that passion as not only from my own inner being but also a heart's desire of mine and also of the Lord.


Many times along this road of brokenness I have come across a book or maybe an article or just maybe a selection of words on a page; and those words were either going to be death or life for my inner being. I know that many of us as we travel along our journey called 'life' have needed some encouragement.


I always find it easy to minister to those of mature age. However, my whole outlook towards encouragement took a major turn in another direction when the 'inspiration' for this book was brought into my life by nothing less than the miracle of 'birth'.


In May of 2005, in the heat of the southern summer, little Melody Grace was born and my life and the lives of all those that she was to meet have been changed, altered, rearranged and we have never been the same!


In the early part of her second year with us we discovered some social issues. It seemed as though she was withdrawing into herself. She no longer would verbalize her needs and she was pulling away from all outside contact. I knew some about what I began to perceive we were facing, but I could not get the 'back-home' country doctors to do any type of testing on this precious child!


I began to notice her likes and dislikes. I also began to notice that she adored music. Not just any kind, but worship music. Even though she would not verbalize her delight; whenever that music was on she would just light up and crawl over to the stereo and dance. She was 14 months old and was not walking nor talking, however, that never stopped her from reaching the source of that music.


Over a period of 31 days the Lord began to give me divine insight into how to reach this tiny girl with His love and His heart. That desire has always been on the top of my heart and I began to just sit and listen to the Holy Spirit. Each day brought a new devotion and a new way of learning for Grace and for me.


I had been a student of the Lord's for a long while before Grace entered my life. What I learned through these expressions was I had somewhat ceased to be amazed at the awe of what the Lord was doing. Not only in my own life, but also in the lives of those that He sent across my path to minister to.


My heart had not grown cold towards Him but I had become somewhat religious in my perception of His Majesty and majestic ways. God has never been just a 'so so' thing in my life. He was my life and the reason I was alive.


What I discovered was that my passion for the things of the Lord had become lack. I felt that I had seen and experienced everything that could utterly amaze me so I was in that place of complacency and my 'child-like' faith and love for His miracles had grown cold.


My first lesson came even before I was to begin writing the book. I was to define a miracle in my own terms. What I perceived as a miracle was transformed completely under His glorious majesty and revelation.


The World's Greatest Miracle happened 2000 years ago on Calvary when God so unselfishly gave His Son Jesus to die on the cross for our sins! Jesus is a miracle, and so was the birth of this little baby.


What Grace brought back into my life was the 'child-like' wonder of the ways of God and His wonderful love and compassion for all that need Him. At that very moment it seemed as though a light when off in my head. Come to me as a little child, not like a child but 'as' a child. See Me with the 'child-like' wonder that amazes each and every little-one.


I was lacking that child-like faith, wonder and amazement in my life that causes 'us' His children to just stand in awe of even His simplest of miracles. Not 'childish' but child-like. I finally received the revelation and during those times in the front yard with Grace under that beautiful southern sky God revealed Himself to me is such a beautiful, easy way that I was more than able to teach Grace all about Him, and learn ever more myself.


What I’ve learned from writing these inspirations is that most time when we wish to hear God we are listening for a ‘loud’ voice when all we really have to do is be receptive of His faintest whisper.


God speaks through all that He has created. Not only through the thundering harshness of a turbulent storm , but also through the gentle flutter of the hummingbird's wings. We have to be open to hear whatever He speaks in the manner He chooses for us in the way that gets His point across.


God is simple, we make Him complex. Nothing that He has created is beyond His miracles. I found those miracles so amazing. Everything took on new meaning. The sky, the birds, the grass and trees. The wind, the sun, the birds flying in the breeze. Even the wind took on new meaning!


To see His face, to feel His touch, to stand in awe of His glory through all He has created was the beginning of my own restoration of that part of me that was lost sometime before the 'birth' of this tiny little girl. A new beginning, a new outlook and also a new 'in' look reflected in the eyes and the life of that little girl. His glory from heaven here on earth to change the world's view of how simple and wonderful our Father truly is.


Meet My Motive ... My Inspiration ... My Grace!

Grace Through The Years!

Find Your Wings

'I MUST Be About My Father's Business!'

It is never too early to decide for Christ, but the time will come when it will be too late. I am an evangelist, pastor, and counselor called by the Most High...God Almighty! I love all people and I am here to share some of Christ's love with anyone who wants to know Him.

"My will for your life is that you seek Me first" "And then I will show you how to satisfy your thirst". So I listened with eagerness to what God revealed For I want to help the Lord to harvest lost souls in His field. I will seek the Lord daily for what I should do And look forward to Heaven when God says "Well done, our harvest is through!" Based on James 2:20

"Your faith is good," the Master said "But without works, it is surely dead." My faith in You, O Lord, shall not waiver I shall search for good deeds on which I can savor. I looked to the east, and then to the west I searched up and down for the things I do best. And then in frustration, I became quietly still God showed me the answer, "You must seek My will".

I have a degree in paralegal studies and I am also a licensed and ordained pastor / counselor. I currently offer no cost and low cost legal services to those that qualify. I am a legal advocate focusing on men, women and children of abuse, the elderly and also children with learning disabilities.

I am a certified home teacher with 'The Winds of G.R.A.C.E' Learning Place and I am currently teaching children with autism and autism related disabilities as well as children with seizure disorders. We offer hands on intensive teaching therapy and curriculum geared towards the individual needs of the child and not the traditional state required guidelines. We also do not impose any state related sanctions upon those children who need our services.

In the fall of 2007 My granddaughter Grace was diagnosed as moderately autistic with a seizure disorder. Late that year I started an intensive hands on therapy with her in order to alter the way her brain was causing her to respond to outside influences. Today she is 4 and much advanced over most children her age. Except for a mild speech delay she has with much intensive, loving and gentle intervention overcome the majority of the disability that once was her sentence.

What is Autism?

Autism is a devastating neurological and biological disorder that typically affects children between the ages in 18 months to five years of age. Autism currently affects 1 in every 150 children born today. It is estimated there are over 1 million people in the United States alone with autism. Autism affects each individual differently and at different levels of severity. Some people with autism are severely affected, cannot speak, require constant one-on-one care, and are never able to live independently. While others who have less severe symptoms, can communicate, and eventually acquire the necessary skills to live on their own.

Talk About Curing Autism (TACA) ....

Provides information, resources, and support to families affected by autism. For families who have just received the autism diagnosis, TACA aims to speed up the cycle time from the autism diagnosis to effective treatments. TACA helps to strengthen the autism community by connecting families and the professionals who can help them, allowing them to share stories and information to help people with autism be the best they can be. Please contact us on how you can help or be involved.

http://www.talkaboutcuringautism.org/about_taca/taca.htm

I am a published author and I write inspirational stories, poetry and short devotionals of encouragement for the people that truly wish to hear God in those 'simplistic' ways or just need a sweet word of support!

During a normal playtime with my young granddaughter I was given revelation of God’s Word put in such a “childlike” manner that even a young one could comprehend it with great understanding and knowledge.


About The Book


"The Wind Carries His Whisper," is a 31 day devotional written in a very 'common sense' easy to understand and grasp approach to the Word of God.
Many times we are so preoccupied with hearing the voice of the Lord that we waste countless hours waiting for the loud rush of His voice when in all actuality all we have to do is be very receptive of even His faintest whisper.
50% of all the proceeds from the sale of this book will go to various children help organizations! Those which are involved in autism support and research are near and dear to my heart! Freely you receive, freely you give!

Love and Hugs,
CeCeJo

'It's All About Sharing The GLORIOUS Message of the GOSPEL With The Entire World! I'm On Board The WORLD-WIDE HOLY SPIRIT REVIVAL! ' Winning Souls for JESUS and Making Disciples One Family At A Time!’