What the Lord is saying — and what He did.
These aren’t sermons and they aren’t devotionals. They’re words caught as they came — written down by Hunter and Quella and posted before anyone knew what would happen. After the fact, we come back and record what God actually did. Nothing gets edited once it’s up.
God woke me at 7:40 after three hours of sleep, and I got up and wrote this. What actually happened in that room on August 10 — the altar, the alarm, the door, and the part I have to say: making room is not the finish line. Clean was not the problem in Matthew 12. Empty was. And now I believe the Lord is saying it’s time to put on the armor.
While worshiping on Saturday evening, the Holy Spirit brought Pentecost to mind — not the day, the fifty days — and a leading to live them rather than teach them. Saturday 6:00 PM to Monday 8:00 PM is exactly fifty hours. One hour for every day of the count. The Ascension lands Monday at 9:00 AM. Pentecost lands in the second hour of worship. Posted before the count finished.
The count ended at 8:00 PM Monday and the room turned to food — exactly as Acts 2 says it did the first time.
People got saved. People were prayed over. Things came off of people. I believe healing took place. Tears, smiles, voices lifted, the war cry and the victory cry — and His manifested glory in the room.
Twice the fire alarm went off. It was the food in the oven. That’s the whole explanation. But my God has character, and sometimes you just look up and say, You’re funny.
And when the doors opened at the end, the rain was coming down like I’ve never seen it.
Am I saying those were signs? Maybe. Maybe not. All I know is the Lord was in that room.
Saturday I asked what He does with a room that intentionally made room for Him, and I said I’d write the answer after. This is the answer: He came. Not because fifty hours bought Him — He never left. But a room that intentionally made room for Him heard Him, and I watched people meet Him face to face for themselves.
Same God. Same fire. Different ending.
Before the room fills, we asked God three questions: what He’s doing in His people, what He’s doing through each of us, and what He’s about to do on August 10. We answered separately, without reading each other’s. Both are posted unedited.
They came for themselves. Not on somebody else’s testimony, not on their mother’s faith — face to face, personally. That’s what I watched happen in that room, and it’s the whole reason the word went out.
More words will be added here as they come — some tied to an Encounter, most not. When God says something to us in real time, it gets written down and dated. That’s the whole practice.
Anybody can say God told them something after it already happened. We’d rather write it down first and let the record stand either way.
Encountered. Changed. Sent.