On March 29, I had a severe allergic reaction to an over-the-counter medication I was taking. I probably should have gone to emergency, since I felt it was affecting my heart at one point; however, I worked the entire day and didn’t realize the cause of my problems until the day was almost done.

I stopped taking the offending medication right away. While this relieved the worst of my symptoms, I still had problems. My stomach was very upset and reacting to more and more foods, to the point that I was considering limiting my eating to soups and purée.

I was in a lot of pain and was looking forward to being prayed for at my Friday night Life Group. God did not disappoint. When it came to prayer time, I shared the problems I was having and everyone gladly prayed for me. There was a point where, all of a sudden, I realized how hunched over I was and that I needed to sit up straight. I felt God give me action steps to take in the following days, and I knew that healing had taken place.

I am so grateful that the extreme intolerance of food went away and I am back to my normal diet. I am so grateful to God for the healing that He gave me that night, that continues three weeks later, that I want to share what happened with all of you, so we can praise God together.

To God be the glory, great things He has done!

P.S. In my next blog, I'll talk about what God told me to do.

,I am very surprised that I get to include food, and especially an original recipe, as part of my blog posts. (I know this is a deviation from the spiritual musings that I usually post; however, we are all eclectic, and we all need to eat.) I'm surprised because I don't consider myself that great of a cook. Yes, I have been able to get a meal on the table and for the food to be enjoyable. Generally, though, I am following a preset recipe and the only deviations are my errors in follow through. Fortunately, I have been blessed in that these errors have worked in my favor more often than not.

Following is a recipe that is the result of one of those errors:

Marcia's Orange Chicken Surprise.

Preheat oven to 350° F
 
3 or 4 pieces of boneless chicken breast
(If you need a larger quantity, double the recipe) 
 2 Tbs butter
Brown chicken in butter and arrange in baking dish
 
In a bowl combine:
     1 tsp salt
     1/8 tsp pepper
     3 Tbs brown sugar
     1 Tbs corn starch
     1/8 tsp ground ginger
     1/3 cup apricot preserves
     1/2 cup orange juice concentrate
     1/2 cup water
 
Pour mix over chicken – cover baking dish with foil.
Bake at 350° for 1 hour
 
Place sauce in a separate bowl and use over chicken and rice.

Uncle Bens long grain and wild rice blends well with these flavors.
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In a current Christian song, the singer explores what he would say to himself if he had a chance to tell his younger self something, and it got me to thinking. This is not the first time I thought about what might have been done different to help me grow up into a better, more successful adult and Christian. I have a girlfriend whose daughter is much like me and while she was growing up her mom would ask for my advice. Honestly, I didn't have much good advice to give. I have no clue what would have helped me as a child, but this song comes at a very unique point in my life.

Before I go on, I need to define something. If you don't believe that people still speak in tongues, that there are miracle healings, that people prophesy words from God, then you won't get the following. If you believe that prophets no longer prophesy about future events, then this might challenge your thinking. I'm not going to try and justify my beliefs here. I'm only going to discuss my experience and you can agree or disagree.

For years, I have been a part of a group that includes a few prophets. Many times when we pray, we get the same message from God. It has been incredibly educational and I'm grateful that God has allowed me to play a role. I have no clue if being part of a group of prophets when I was younger would have been helpful; I just know that I am eternally grateful that I'm part of such a group now.

I think the first night my gifting really manifested was the night that there were 7 to 9 women who needed prayer, and we had them sit in a row and the leader prayed for them. I got a specific verse and vision that applied to each of them as he prayed for them, but two were very profound. There was a woman for whom God gave me a phrase from one of my favorite verses, Isaiah 61:10-11. The phrase was 'wrapped in a robe of righteousness.' As she was struggling with life events in the following weeks and months, I was reminded of that phrase and how she really needed to lean into that robe and trust God as she walked forward. She moved away and I wish I knew how she is doing today. Another woman was given the breastplate of righteousness. I don't know what that meant exactly in her situation. She is a beautiful, godly woman, struggling with health issues even to this day.

After a few of these images and verses I wondered how God would give me something for all of them and I quietly mentioned it in my mind to God and the reply I got was 'when you get to the last woman, you will wash her feet.' That startled me and I told God that I wasn't leading and I couldn't interrupt the leader when he was the one in charge. I kept on praying and God continued to give me something for each woman. When we got to the last woman, the leader said, 'Marcia, you pray for her.' I still wasn't committed to washing her feet, but as I tried to walk around to the front of her to pray for her, I knocked over a Coke on a side table. Water had to be brought out at that point, so I said, 'Well, if you're bringing out water anyway, God told me to wash her feet.' I was obedient and prayed, and the Holy Spirit fell and there was a powerful anointing. Recently, this woman told me that in that experience she felt God tell her that her time of being served was over and she was moving into service. That is an amazing statement that matches the washing of the disciples’ feet, as it really was a transition point for the disciples moving into their apostleship.

Now when I read the words 'the community of prophets' in the Bible, I'm always jealous and wish I could be part of such a community, because I have had a little taste of what that is like, and I would like even more, which brings me back to what might have helped me in my youth. What if I had been exposed to a community of prophets as a youth? What if those with special anointing gathered together and built each other up in the faith? Would I have been brave enough to step into my anointing, instead of hiding from it all these years?

My desire is that, if you are experienced in a spiritual gift, that you look for a young person or two with that spiritual gift and help create opportunities for them to practice it and help them mature in it. Everything in our lives is about maturing, whether it be physically, spiritually, or emotionally. We should help each other where we can.