It all started in Jr. High – Before The Wind & Fire of God

It all started in 1993/1994, I was 13/14 years old. There began an insatiable hunger. A hunger that couldn’t be filled. A feeling like there was something about ready to happen and I didn’t know what but I had to start preparing myself to get ready. I can’t believe my daughter is the same age now as I was then. I had this intense urgency to get on my face before God and cry out for something more. I was going to Temple Christian at that time and I asked my teachers if it was ok to go to the chapel during lunch on Tuesday and Thursdays with whoever wanted to come so we would worship and pray.
I would go around the lunch room and invite whoever wanted to come from my Jr. High and sometimes some high schoolers to join us to fast, worship and pray.

I remember leading worship from the piano and we began to join our voices in prayer and worship. There was an intensity that burned inside of me that got stronger and stronger. It was hard going to a private school and wanting the entire school to get on fire for God and not always seeing it. But I knew God had a purpose in us being there and to press in no matter what we saw.

I don’t remember how long those times in the chapel lasted, but I do remember what happened in 1995, when our Pastors at City Bible Church in Portland, Oregon, Frank & Sharon Damazio went to investigate the Toronto Blessing and came back with an impartation that spread like wildfire. All of a sudden the intensity and hunger that I had felt in 1993/1994 began to be filled to overflowing.
Countless services of receiving the love, anointing, holy spirit refilling over and over began. Times laying out under the power of the Holy Spirit and in those times going deeper, seeing visions God was showing me of the lost of other countries around the world and revival hitting them.


Then in the spring/summer of 1995 came the burden, heavy deep burden of intercession that overtook my body and soul. The deep deep loud travail that came out of me shook me to the core. I would spend hours at the alter, or in my bedroom not just crying but deep guttrral travail would come out of me. I lost all sense of what was happening around me when that took place. I would be worshipping or praying and all of a sudden I could feel the heartbeat and grief of God over those who did not know him or had rejected him. The burden to see them come to know Jesus and go to heaven would be the focus of my mind as my body was overcome by intense groaning. After it had lightened and I would stop, my face would be ballooned, eyes totally swollen and red dots all over my face and neck from blood vessels thst had burst. I started calling them Holy ghost dots, haha. Glad I didn’t have much vanity back then.

That summer I went to England on a mission trip with the youth lead by Ed and Heather Schefter. In preparing for that trip, our team had amazing prayer times after our drama practices. One night it went way too long and all of us kids on the team got in trouble by our parents for being out past curfew, but seriously we were slain in the spirit on the chapel alter or drunk in the spirit (no alcohol) and couldn’t get up. Haha. Awesome memories. Our poor parents, how many parents have ever gotten that excuse from their kids.

On that trip God began to talk to me about taking up my cross and following Him. I realized that going to a private school and living in a total Christian bubble, I had no cross to carry. When I got back home from England we had Youth camp. There at the alter, the intercession for the lost hit me again. As I was on my face Weeping, God clearly told me that every tear I cried would be a soul that is saved at Centennial High school. I was like, what? I love my school and my friends are my family (I had been at TCS from 1st grade till 10th). God said it’s time to pick up my cross and follow him. That Centennial was my mission field. I looked up and saw all my closest friends and I went over and gathered them and told them what God had told me and I cried tears of sadness. It was the hardest thing I had ever done till that time.

Obedience and sacrifice was what He had required for the next step of my journey. The mission field.

What was hidden for 1500 years, NOW AVAILABLE

Whoa!!! Teaching the DCF elementary tomorrow on the tabernacle and the ark of the covenant. I want to see a generation who abandon themselves before God. A generation who is not afraid to stick out in a crowd because the glory of the Lord is shining upon them. In 1995 I saw a room full of young people and their faces were shining so brightly I was freaking out. I saw a pictire of the future of the glory of God resting on young people’s faces that it was physically visible. I saw a huge stadium filled with children and young people and as the unity of their intercession rose it broke through the ceiling and began to shoot out all over the city of Portland. It broke chains of people in bondage. In that building represented children and youth from every church in the city.

If we hold up walls between churches and denominations and refused to see what God can do through us because of jealousy or bitterness or hurt or disagreements it will hinder the power of God that He wants to release over our city. As pastors and members, if we hold jealousy or bitterness in our hearts towards other churches we will hinder those in our congregation. No matter what happens in relationships we have to keep our hearts pure before God. If we ever get to the point where we are comparing churches between each other and putting one down to lift another up we are damaging the body of Christ. We are his bride! What do you think God feels when we point fingers at each other. Churches are not in the popularity contest business.
We need each other, our city needs us to be in unity to walk in love. For the sake of our children and future generations we need to love each other and walk in unity with a pure heart. As my dad & Pastor Joel Hjertstedt always says, “The one who knows goes”. If you know in your heart there’s something between you and another brother or sister in Christ, or pastor, for the sake of our city, our children and your own spiritual heart please go to them and make it right. We need to stand shoulder to shoulder with each other with clean hands and a pure heart so the fire of God can come down to consume us as a forever burning light for him.

Powerful visual son of “Take Me In” Wow

 

There is a massive firey Title-Wave Coming

A massive title wave is coming, one like I have never seen before. I have seen it building up along the Pacific coast not a typical Tsunami wave but a wave that is twisting and churning and almost like a volcano bright shooting up and spouting off this liquid-fire-water. This wave got bigger and bigger thousands of feet tall, and brighter and brighter and turned and twirled around and spit out bursts of fire-water. It got bigger and bigger and bigger on the coast and then begin to spread starting along the Pacific coast line and across the whole United States. 

As it spread it began to not obliterate what it touched but went inside of every home and every church purifying with water-fire the hearts of those in it. After it’s settled, there was like a ring of fire outlining the United States. With pockets of burning places throughout the country.

Those who refused the purifying left the house and the church. The feeling while looking at this huge Tsunami wave before it crashed on the shore was not a feeling of fear but only curiosity and anticipation. There is no fear in love. The purifying fire of a holy God is 100% love. He does not do it out of hatred but out of love. The character of God never changes. Love is of God and everyone who loves is born of God and knows God, he who does not know God does not know love for God is love. 
 
As our ears begin to hear prophetic words by great men and women of God, it is  

essentially important that our hearts understand the love of God even when that love is bringing refinement. To some it will seem like a purifying to another who are not filled with the love of God, they will see it as hatred and prejudice. 

I cannot tell what the physical aspects of this wave will look like or be. I only know it is going to cause a great purifying of the body of Christ. I have no fear just excitement.
 
God Purify Our Hearts
 
Im NOT AFRAID- SHOW ME YOUR GORY