Several years ago I was at a women’s conference in North Carolina singing with Rita Springer. Once worship was finished, I went to sit in the back of the church. The lady who was teaching began talking about prophecy and prophetic words, and I couldn’t help but scoff a bit under my breath. Over my brief 8 years as a Christian, I have received many a “prophetic word”. Yes, there’s a reason I put that in quotes. ☺
Most of the words I’ve received have been about music…recording an album, writing songs that reach millions, music being on the radio…that type of thing. I didn’t know anything about prophecy, but I thought that seemed a little obvious since I was the girl singing and playing piano on the platform. Looking back, I think I wanted confirmation that the Lord really noticed me, but my prophetic words seemed to only reassure me that the “prophet” noticed me.
Anyway, as I continued listening to the teaching, I was intrigued. She began to do an exercise on how to prophecy. As she was explaining it, she decided it would be best to DO it rather than just talk about it.
“I’ll try it out on you!” she says, as she points toward the back of the room at ME. Before I had a chance to run or crawl under my chair (I thought about doing both), she was standing next to me with her hand on my shoulder. For a minute she just stood there with her eyes closed, and I braced myself.
“The Lord showed me you’re in an arena. Bright lights. Someone is dancing. You are singing, but there aren’t any lights on you. Then, the Lord sweeps in and picks you up and sets you in a room. He violently begins to remove everything in the room until it’s completely white. You are in a white dress, and there’s this beautiful sense of LIFE and freedom in the room. Then, the Lord sweeps in again and returns you to the arena, and you’re telling everyone about the Man who rescued you. Hear what the Lord says: My daughter, I saved you so you can save others. I will send you back in and make you a voice. Pray for celebrities. Save those whom I love. Save the celebrities.”
That was almost 5 years ago, and I haven’t thought much about that day. I have several cards that are covered with the names of celebrities and I pray for them regularly but other than that, it’s not something I think about often.
Then last night I had a very vivid dream. I was standing in my kitchen, and a nice old man came in the front door. I wasn’t scared or startled. He felt familiar. He sat down at my kitchen table and asked me to come sit down. He took my hand and said, “Dear, I’m sending you back in.” He nodded and I smiled as if I knew exactly what he was talking about. Then he left. That was it.
The funny thing is I’m pretty sure I was never “in”. (whatever that means) Over a decade later, the only steady, solid, unchanging, faithful thing I know is Jesus, and wherever He sends me, I’ll go.