From the Muck to the Mighty; My Journey with Jesus

 I get that I’m the crazy mom. The one with too many rules. The one that thinks “everything’s a demon” and the one that is the only mom that doesn’t give her kid her own phone number and can still read her texts. I get that not everyone understands the spiritual warfare that actually goes on in this world. I’m crazy for saying horoscopes are witchcraft, I’m crazy for saying don’t dress up for Halloween. I’m crazy because they’re just kids and let them have some fun. I’m the mean mom because I wouldn’t let Leah act out a play with her friends because I saw it had murdering in it through watching her texts. I’m sorry but no, you shouldn’t be acting out crime scene murders at the age of 10. Game or no game. I’ll be that mean mom. Consider this. There are so many things we don’t know anything about. Think about car shows and racing. Those folks that are into that can tell you all the specs, the track info, they know the backgrounds of all the other drivers and their strengths and weakn...

  It's been an interesting few months since the last retreat in April. I don't think I can remember a time in my walk where I have felt such an up and down roller coater of emotions. I have been stepping out more, sharing more of what is on my heart. My desire is simple, to share the love of Jesus, to share the true gospel of repentance and to set the world a blaze with the same Holy Spirit fire that burns within my spirit. The Lord is always speaking to me, calling me out of my comfort zone. On the long drive home from that meeting last Friday I was praying with gratitude that I am able to see such miracles, to experience the presence of the Lord to that degree. As I was thanking Him for the ability to go to these meetings, I heard a simple phrase that simultaneously threw gasoline on the fire within me and scared my flesh making me sick to my stomach. "Be the meeting, Ash" That simple phrase, felt too big for me. It felt out of reach but at home within my spirit all...

  Don't be caught in the almost. There will come a time where almost will not count. During prayer last night in church I had a vision. I saw a highway, it was two lanes going the same direction. The highway was packed with people that were walking steadily together. The sign overhead read "Eternity".  What I noticed first was the appearance of everything being in black and white. It reminded me of an old TV show from the 50's. As I looked over the crowd spanning miles down the road, I noticed that there was nothing else in sight. No grass, no ground, just a one way highway full of people suspended over an endless pit of darkness. The Lord spoke one sentence to my heart "Time is running out, Ash." As my frame of reference panned out, I saw the highway begin to narrow. As it narrowed, many of these people who were walking forward, blindly following the crowd, were falling right off the edge and into the darkness below. It was like they were oblivious to what ...

  I didn't get much sleep last night, or for the last week, or two, or ten. If you are a prophetic person or an intercessor and have tips on how to sleep, kindly toss them my way. It's seems that over the last few months I have been sleeping for about two hours and then waking up, non stop, every night. I usually don't dream or if I do, I don't remember them. This morning was a change of pace. I finally was able to lay down and relax at about 4:30am. I knew I had to wake up early to do some IT work today so my dread of the 6am alarm was looming. As I finally fell asleep I was blessed with a dream that I can actually recall. I believe there is a really good message here so I felt the Holy Spirit prompting me to share this with you. I was in a room, it looked to be a garage or pavilion where a large gathering was taking place. It was open to the outside and open to the public, I could feel the fresh air blowing through that area. I knew there were a large number of people...