HEARING from GOD
BY; JAN A. ANTONSSON
OCTOBER 23, 2015
The Glory Road Blog, A Kingdom Highway
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My readers have provided excellent starting points for the writings over the years, and so it is today. My thanks to a new friend I’ll call Walter (not his real name), for his comments and question cited below.
“As you have time, could you expand for me the thought you expressed in your last post about asking a question then accepting the next thought as His answer? If you have a couple of specific examples I’d appreciate that as well. I’ve been thinking on what you said and have found nothing that rules against it and it makes a two-way dialog very simple. I like it and would like more about your experience with it.”
Dear Walter, I’ve asked the Lord to help me with this, to share with you what may be helpful to you. It was around 1978, I think, when I originally told the Lord I was going to ask Him about everything I had questions about and then accept the first thing which came to me as from Him. That’s a long time ago, and I can’t remember specific questions, though I’m sure they had to do with daily living, what I felt was my inadequacy as a single parent, plus my often stressful career as a Real Estate Salesman, and trainer for new agents.
Dialoguing with our Father isn’t like inserting an ATM card into the machine and pulling out cash. It’s more of
Two points before we begin: 1) What I get from the Lord is not equal in authority to scripture. 2) It is primarily for me, not divine authority for anyone else.
One of my problems was and still is on occasion, my feelings of personal inadequacy, most of which originated in childhood along with the dynamics of being brought to Christ in a Fundamentalist type church, in which we sinful humans were constantly on the treadmill of works because of our sins. I
We all know how that turned out. Being Baptized in the Holy Spirit in about 1969 or ’70 went a long way to reverse how I felt about myself. This is not about me, of course, but about Him, who loved us and
Along about 1980, I was running one day, the time when God often broke through the clutter of my busy mind and spoke to me in words. He said plainly,
But God, I protested, I don’t want a husband. I’ve had it with men. Let me be single like the Apostle Paul. His terse reply?
This statement was like a huge boulder in my mind, because by this point, after a dreadful first marriage, I wanted no part of another husband. My main failing in those days
That was it, I decided. I made it up. In those days, our church group held home meetings and shortly thereafter, I attended one in which they had what they called
The deacon who was leading the group called from the living room,
There’s a danger in hearing the Lord’s prophecy, and that danger is that it is our human tendency to go out and try to make it happen. Remember Abraham and Sarah plotting to get an heir through Hagar, her maid? Isaac’s descendants to this very day have rued the day that decision was made.
I created an Ishmael from whom I caught Hepatitis A. Other of my friends were exposed as well. God healed me of that, and there were no ill effects, except much embarrassment on my part. It was a great lesson learned, unforgettable still today.
Lenny often told me,
This sounds funny, but God often speaks to me in the middle of the night when I get up to go to the bathroom. One night in about 1996, He said to me as I sat on the potty,
That same summer, I met Gary Sigler through John Gavazzoni’s inviting us to a meeting in the North San Fernando Valley. Gary and I were the only ones in the room who were on the Internet, and that began a fruitful friendship. I began sending him my writings, one of which was
Someone had shared with me the book,
Realizing that the Holy Spirit would never let up until I obeyed, I sat down to write, and wrote as fast as my fingers could fly over the keyboard, for about 2 hours as I recall. The result was the 17 page paper known as
God closed us down in California and moved us here to Neosho where Lenny’s assignment was to be a witness of the light, glory, and unconditional love of Almighty God to a group of Baptist men. Mother lived in the farm house where I now live and Lenny and I lived in a 5th wheel parked down by the barn. It was a strange journey, but a glorious one as we lived on the word of the Lord to us and His provision for us, by which He met every need we had, and happily, still does.
None of the above was for us or about us, but for Him and about His wondrous, incalculable love, mercy and grace. We were His emissaries. Now, Lenny is still an emissary from the other side, and I’m still writing what I get in Spirit, including this answer to your questions, which I hope you will permit me to quote.
One scripture stuck with me from my childhood Bible study, and is with me still:
And the best news about this promise is that the faith it takes to please Him, is