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7. Connecting with others through the Holy Spirit 10.01.19

7. Why would everyone be so quick to believe ghost hunter stories and go looking for signs and wonders all over tv and travel to distant places searching for connections to the spirit world? Tell them Ash. Tell them that signs and wonders are in their every day lives!! They are not looking for them. Tell them about your lunch yesterday. Tell them, it's not just you, Ash.
A few days ago, I was led to reach out and message a family member I have not seen in person in a very long time. She was one I had always admired for her warm and soft persona and her joyful presence. I was pulled to reach out to her one morning and I thought while I was typing that message, oh I’ll send it later. She will think I’m crazy after all this time. Why now?, I can wait. “No, now” Ok I’ll send it now. Message sent.
She reached back out to me and says omg Ashley, I have been feeling led to reach out to you and I almost sent you a message earlier but I thought, I’ll wait till after work. Yes, let’s get together. I have missed you.
Boom. I’m sorry but there are no coincidences like we want to think there are. There are no such things as coincidences. Like it or not.
Here I find out that she has been praying and fasting herself too. Hmmmmm..... how can two people one in Fairchance and one in Belle Vernon be pulled to message each other at the same time? How can they have not talked or connected in YEARS and yet both be led to fast cities away without knowing the other was doing it? Why would such a noble woman of God who has been in church her whole life and who is very dear to the Lord God’s heart be thinking about her niece who has been lost and is finally found. Out of “thin air?” Surely not.
The emotion welling up inside of me during that lunch was one I think we both were holding back on. I was feeling led to grab her and hug her and thank her for all of the prayers that I never new had been spoken over me my entire life. To let her know that her prayers were the armor over me that kept the fiery darts of the enemy at bay. To let her know that this was more than just a lunch. It was a reminder to keep going and keep saying what I need to get out. I wanted to cry for all of the negative judgmental emotions that I’ve let keep distance between us all these years. I wanted to cry and laugh and sing and dance and just hug her so tight and convey the biggest thank you I ever could. I love you Aunt Terri. Thank you. For everything!!!
To everyone who has sent me a message saying that this is what they needed to hear, thank you!!! Thank you for reminding me that I don’t need likes and shares or comments on posts to reach people. Plant the seed. Be the honest struggle that others need to see.
To the ones reading my posts, to the ones that have been affected and convicted by these words. To those who who will read it, roll their eyes and keep scrolling. Yes you. You too. Jesus loves you. Please come home. Wake up. I’m a nobody. Scripture says what that means.
To those praying for family members who are lost, the Lord God hears your prayers. You are protecting your loved ones with every blessed word spoken over them. Don’t stop now. Don’t stop ever.
Wake up people.

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