God Talked, I Listened!

The first household fellowship I attended was coordinated by a beautiful young woman in a wheelchair. I was told she had polio as a child, when she was about four years old, and as she got older, became wheelchair-bound. This amazing woman did not let that keep her back; she held a full-time job, a college degree, and always had a beautiful smile that lit up every room. She owned a handicap-accessible van and had a driver whose wife was her caretaker (she helped with meals, personal hygiene, etc.).

It was about three years after I began attending fellowship and when I had been working at a hospital (which was just about a mile from where the young woman lived), when, on my day off, I was headed back there to meet a few colleagues on our way to a conference. As I was walking into the emergency room (ER), I saw her caretaker walking out with the empty wheelchair. I asked what had happened, where she was, and was speechless when told that she had gone into respiratory failure, was being admitted to the intensive care unit with a prognosis of “poor,” and was not expected to survive. I was stunned; it couldn’t be—not that vibrant, beautiful young lady with the big smile, genuine heart for God, and infectious laugh.

I rushed inside to see her being wheeled on a stretcher; her eyes filled with tears when she saw me. Holding her hand and rubbing her head, my eyes now filled with tears; I know I heard God say to me, “This is why I brought you to this hospital.” I know He said a lot more, but my heart was full, and I couldn’t quite hear it all at that moment.

Now, I might have heard someone else talk about others doing the same thing, I don’t remember that now, but I am positive the following is what I know God told me to do: After calling the minister overseeing the state and informing him of the serious medical situation, I asked permission to call The Way International Headquarters to start twenty-four hours of continuous prayer. Next, I started calling household fellowship coordinators as well as believers I knew and asked them to pass the request for prayer on as soon as possible. I needed volunteers for a 24-7 prayer sit-in/vigil at her bedside (once permission was obtained from the attending physicians, staff, and hospital administrators). I popped in every chance I got while on duty and also while taking my shift as a volunteer when not. Someone who had a portable audiocassette player/boom box gladly offered to let us use it. This was because, as God clearly showed me, she had to have the Word within earshot 24-7—it could be a teaching, a Bible passage, or the Word in song. The verse God brought to my mind was:

Psalms 107:20:
He sent his word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions.

By the end of the first week after she had been admitted, there were visible signs of improvement, but God instructed me to not stop yet. We continued until she was transferred to the rehabilitation unit, and then slowly cut back on the hours as she improved more and more. The day she was discharged was a moment of praise and glory to God for His mighty hand in leading me to that place, that hospital, that day and time. She lived about twenty-four more years before falling asleep. In my heart, I’m convinced God had His hand in the whole thing—He is cool like that—my moving to that city, being introduced to The Way Ministry, taking the class, working at that specific hospital, on the unit where I developed a great working relationship with those specific physicians, as well as my trusting God to show me what He needed me to do at the time.

The Lifesaving Power of God

I Am Thankful That I Listened

During the fall of 1999, I was all prepared to go out as a Way Disciple. My leadership at the time called one morning and said that it was not best for me to go at that time. Wow, what was I to do now—go ask for my job back? I was a commuter on the subway, and that particular morning, I was the only one on the platform waiting on the train and then the only one in my particular train car. Looking over the field, I saw that there were five deer. This was such a rare situation. In my heart, I knew it was going to be all right. I told my boss, “I decided not to leave.” She said, “Oh good, I have not turned in your paperwork to human resources.” God is good always!

It turns out I was ill, however, and did not know it as I prepared to go out as a Way Disciple in the upcoming outreach group. In July of 2000, I needed major surgery. The surgery was successful, and my Way Disciple tenure was also! Not going in the previous outreach group may have saved my life! I am thankful for the leadership that could hear that still, small voice via revelation communicating that I was not ready to go out as a Way Disciple the previous year. I am thankful that I listened and took heed unto myself and reaped the godly benefits in my life. Others were reached during my tenure and continue to be reached with the greatness of the Word of God today.

This incident was years ago. Recently our fellowship went to Camp Gunnison for a camp, and I am still thankful that someone introduced me to The Way Ministry over thirty years ago.

The Word Literally Saved My Life

One of the many things The Way Ministry has taught me from the rightly divided Word that has benefited my life is from Malachi 3:7-12 on tithing and abundant sharing. For over twenty years, I have proven my heavenly Father in this category. When I first started tithing, I was about to lose my home, but God protected it; and later on I began to abundantly share and got completely out of debt.

No matter the obstacle or situation, my God has always come through and blessed me mightily and kept me safe in very dangerous situations. Once, I was driving fast at night in a very small car on a very dark road, and I repeatedly heard an audible voice saying, “Slow down; slow down.” I slowed down to about twenty-five miles per hour, and all of a sudden, there was a large deer that presented himself inches from the front of the car. Because I listened to God’s still, small voice as I was taught in fellowship, I was able to brake in enough time to completely stop and avoid hitting the deer.

Another category that benefited me was believing. This also was a new concept to me. It has been an exciting and thrilling journey in my life bringing the Word to mind when I feel fretful or anxious, and confessing the words of the Word with believing and enjoying the calmness and peacefulness it brings. Philippians 4:6 and 7 are among many verses that help me in believing rightly.

I am so thankful to God for The Way Ministry and for the rightly divided Word that literally saved my life.

Recognizing Revelation

More than a Feeling

Proverbs 3:5,6:
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.
In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

Before I had a knowledge of God’s Word, when I leaned towards my own understanding, there was an incident in my life that never made sense. One evening driving home around midnight, I was approaching an intersection, and the light was green. I had what I described at that time as a “funny feeling” to stop. Well, who stops at a green light? It didn’t make any sense to me, but the funny feeling wouldn’t go away, and against my better judgment, I placed my foot on the brake to begin to stop. As I slowed down, almost to a complete stop, a tractor trailer ran the red light and missed hitting my car by just a few feet. I never could explain why I stopped, but I knew that if I had not stopped, I would have been hit by the truck.

Four years later and after taking the foundational class on The Way of Abundance and Power, one afternoon I was on my way home from work. Traffic was light and traveling at sixty miles per hour. In front of me in the lane to my right was a tractor trailer. As I was approaching this truck, getting ready to pass it, I didn’t have a funny feeling. No, this time I recognized what it was and understood it—God told me to stop. Well there I was again, knowing to stop on a highway with no traffic, driving at a safe speed. You just don’t do that. This time I had the understanding of God’s Word in my heart. God let me know that I had to stop. I was now able to trust God, not my understanding of the situation. Well, on a four-lane highway, I put my foot on the brake and stopped. As I stopped this time, the truck that was in the lane to my right all of a sudden veered to the right and then to the left, and before I knew it, the truck had all of the lanes blocked and came to a sudden stop. Once again I had come to a complete stop in a safe place.

This second incident showed me the truth about the first incident—God has been watching over me for a long time. When we trust God with all of our hearts, we have the ability to listen to Him and act accordingly. When we do, we enjoy the safety that our loving heavenly Father provides us every moment of every day of our lives.

What Is True versus What Is False

Because of the Word of God I have learned in The Way Ministry, I have been able to tell when I am really receiving revelation from God and when I am not, meaning that the accuracy of God’s Word in my life that I have learned in The Way Ministry has enabled me to differentiate between what is true and genuinely from God versus what is false and falls short of what God wants me to know and do.

A Victory Story of God’s Loving Care

In June of 2017, I had need of maintenance at my mobile home involving a contractor, a crew, and people being up on the roof. I was concerned that I did not have liability insurance on my home, and I wanted to get covered before the maintenance was started.

Because of my work situation, I did not get started on the search until the latter half of June, and my service was scheduled for the thirtieth of that month. I had heard that an annual premium for what I wanted was about $5,000 per year, which was beyond my budget.

I was standing at my office desk, phone book in hand, not knowing where to begin or how long it would take, telling God so in prayer, and thanking Him for His answer. I hadn’t even sat down to make my first phone call when the still, small voice in my head stated simply, “AAA.” Well, of course!

I already had a five-year history of car insurance with them, so my first and only call was to my local agency. They met my budget allowance for premiums, and I was able to get a policy bound on June 29, so I had coverage for the workers at my home. The project was completed without incident.

In September 2017 Hurricane Irma was at my door. I had damage to a roof extension that made it wise to replace the entire roof. Because I had insurance, I was able to see an adjuster three weeks after Irma. I had a new (and even improved) roofing product fully installed by the end of October and a victory story to tell of God’s loving care for His own.

God’s Still, Small Voice

Thanks to learning how revelation works when God talks to me, my son and I are alive today. My son was four years old at the time. I was approaching the intersection and the light was green. The cross street, a two-lane divided highway, looked clear to me. I had the green light, and as I was about thirty feet from coming into the intersection, I heard a whisper in my head, “Stop.” I applied the brake while the light was green. As soon as I slowed to a stop, the light above me turned yellow. Just then, a van came through the intersection traveling at a very high rate of speed on the two-lane highway. If we had continued, that van would have T-boned our car and caused my son and me serious injury or worse. God knew, and we were protected because I have learned how to listen to and obey God’s voice as I was taught in the Advanced Class. I’m thankful that staying peaceful to hear God’s voice brings the greatest cargoes of life over quiet seas.

Walking by the Spirit of God

My husband and I were traveling on an eight-lane highway, and there was a lot of traffic. One car stuck out to me as the driver was weaving in and out of the highway lanes. God was working in me and getting my attention to the end that I was not comfortable as this car was nearing ours. I admonished my husband, who was driving our car, to stay away from the driver in that car. He immediately switched lanes to avoid driving next to this car. Within seconds this car went out of control as the driver tried to switch lanes too quickly. The car began spinning in circles and spun out of control across three lanes until it stopped in the median once it hit the guardrail. Amazingly, the driver did not appear to be injured and there were no other cars involved in this accident!

The Way Ministry has taught my husband and me God’s Word, the Bible, and what it says about how to walk by the spirit of God and how to listen to God’s still, small voice. Also, we have learned that He is a God that loves and protects His people. This incident was an incredible illustration to me of God’s awesome care upon our lives and how God works in us when we are in fellowship with Him and walking by the spirit of God. What a joy and privilege we have to know God’s rightly divided Word that teaches us His loving nature to care for and protect His sons and daughters.

God Talked to My Spirit

In 2014, my wife, daughter, and I attended our first Advanced Class. It was an incredible time as we learned how to have a more mature walk in God’s Word. We learned how to walk by the spirit and operate the six revelation and impartation manifestations. Not only did we learn about these manifestations, but we met and saw God’s people from around the world.

A few weeks later, we were having a family reunion in Georgia. One of the events was tubing. We were having a great time tubing. It was a hot day and the water was cool but refreshing. My, my wife’s, and my daughter’s tubes were tied together as one. As the family was going down the river, my tube flipped over and I went into the water. After I got back in my tube, I discovered that I had lost my keys.

As we started speaking in tongues, praying, and believing, one of our family members was coming down the river past us. I stopped him and told him that I had lost my keys and to tell the others (some were believers) to pray and believe that I find my keys. As we made our way back to the bank to get out of the tube and walk back up the side of the river, I said to myself, “This can’t be happening.” The keys were to a rental car, and calling the rental car company was not an option. The adversary was trying to steal, kill, and destroy our vacation.

I went boldly to the Father and told Him, “God, You are going to have to fix this.” I was speaking in tongues as I was walking up the side of the river, not knowing where the tube flipped over. As I went back into the water, I dodged and pushed other people in tubes out of the way. Also, I helped others that were stuck on the rocks. God talked to my spirit and said, “Stop, bend down, and pick up your keys.” I then said, “Yes, thank you, Father. Thank you.”

Once we got back to the family members, we all rejoiced. It was God working in the situation as we all had mutual believing.