Pray the Answer / Be the Answer

 

 

Pray the Answer / Be the Answer
by Christine Huck

Oh, this is not an easy one. On my prayer call, or BPtG Call to Prayer (same day), I prayed that those who are the most vulnerable would be drawn over to the side of the Kingdom and be protected from the spirit that is in the world. My prayers were righteous and God centered. Only now I am given an opportunity. 

 Having just stepped outside my door, I am confronted by my neighbor who misunderstood what I said the day before. Imagine that. She stews in her anger and bitterness toward me for almost 24 hours and then tries to put it on me. I should have stayed home.

She says to me, “I am really offended by what you said yesterday. You said, Lucy (my dog) was looking for cat food in the yard.” I didn't respond in an argumentative way, but did say, “That's not what I said. I said, Lucy is hunting for cat sh_t, not food.” Seriously???

Now, if you knew that she is the neighborhood cat lady and that we've already had four litters of kittens this year since January, including as many complaints, you’d understand her defense. If she was right in that I wanted to see the cats gone, that my dog goes directly for the dainty morsels, is annoying, then yes. I am guilty. But otherwise, I am a cat lover. The problem is out of hand and she needs to deal with it. She also needs to see, I am not a part of her problem.

That aside, what is God doing? Is he holding me to my own words? Do I have to be the answer I prayed for? I know she (my neighbor) is a Christian (to the least of the meaning), but she does not live the life and is not open to including any discipline that would nurture a deeper understanding of her faith. So her faith remains small, if at all existent. Even Jesus said to his disciples, “You have NO faith,” at one point. Yeah. That much-Zero. Does she have more than those who left all to follow him? Not likely.

So, is God asking me to not only pray the answer, but to be the answer? I don't even have to answer that to realize, a little humility on my part would make His case. I think I will call her. Let's see how it goes. Dialing...

It wasn't as painful as I thought. She did attempt to hold onto her belief that I attacked her, which I didn’t. I told her I forgave her for thinking ill of me and she, in turn, apologized for misunderstanding. I don't expect to be living here too much longer, and don't want to leave any infections behind. The enemy already is working against believers to defuse the Spirit within us. 

Interesting, my head is feeling as if the pressure is releasing and the tiredness, that I often feel, is beginning to leave me. (I still may need a nap. 4:30 AM is an early start to a long day.) There is so much witchcraft these days, working now, through the spirit that operates in unsuspecting victims of a random curse. I guess the target is believers. The victims are the naive and immature.

I’m glad I proved myself, because my first reaction was to walk away, going, “See. She's nutz.” But now there is healing and forgiveness and the spirit of division is covered in the blood of Jesus that reconciles us to God first, and then to each other. Truly, I don't want to give any more to the enemy of our souls. And it might be that as an elder, I might be, maybe, possibly, held more accountable. I laugh. Yes, God avenges even my anger. That door is shut.

Stand Up: Reclaiming What Was Once Abandoned

 

Stand Up: Reclaiming What Was Once Abandoned

by Christine Huck 

 

I recently made a commitment to pray everyday early in the morning in my Facebook group after I heard Pastor Dana's three warning dreams for the United States (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAZGxTiX6bY). But before I could just dive into the issues, I felt it important to prepare myself for the kind of warfare deep intercessory prayer may provoke. I do know this is the Lord's battle, but felt strongly that if we are to see the victory we need clean hands and a pure heart. Otherwise the enemy could take us out. After I prayed my first "Call to Prayer," I was tired, went back to sleep and had a dream.
 

I found myself alone outside of an old brick building. Sensing a familiarity, I entered in, although I felt it was not mine, I could shelter inside safely. I found it emptied of furnishings and comfort, yet I knew it was not a family dwelling. With its purpose a mystery, I went in.
 

I wandered around, curious about its past, and made my way through the rooms to the far side. By then I realized my son was with me. I couldn't see him, but I did sense he was near. Together we exited the building believing there was no reason to linger, but as soon as we left the doors, the enemy approached. Knowing we were in danger and potential harm, we turned quickly to go back in, feeling the enemy was at our heal.
 

Instinctively we separated to take cover. At that point, I found a stair case I could hide behind. It sat in the middle of a large room with only five to eight steps leading up to a small platform, with the same number leading down the other side - to the same room - on the same floor. It was as if the platform once connected to a main staircase had long sense been removed. I safely hid behind the steps where I could not be seen.
 

While hiding, I heard the commotion of my son being captured. I knew for his sake I had to stand up and expose myself in order to save him. As I did, I could finally see him as if for the first time, now dangling in the grip of this demon. In reality, my son is in his mid-30s. He is smart, accomplished, handsome, talented, and gifted. But in the spirit, he had the appearance of a ten year old boy in a panic, squirming to get free. The dream ended.
 

Now awake, I pondered. Was this just a disturbing dream or is there a message behind it? I believe by looking closer and interpreting through the Spirit, the deeper meaning can be found. The points of study are: the brick building, its abandoned purpose, empty of comfort, me and my son, my inability to see him, leaving the shelter together, danger, running back to hide, being separated, the stair steps, my son’s capture, me coming out of hiding, his true age, and the giant that held him. Some things will be obvious.
 

Without over complicating it, the brick building is solid yet its purpose is abandoned. This could be tied to the staircase, representing a process needed to reach to a destination. To climb, one needs to master one step at a time. But in this case, the five to eight steps leading to one place and back down again, never reaches the goal. This is revealing, which might explain why I hide in the presence of danger. Behind the steps, I have a false sense of safety. Yet I am drawn out in the open because of my love for my son, who is in danger. To fight for him, I must stand and be seen.

The Lord spoke to me the other day. He said that by taking a stand I will face down the giant. However, by advancing against fear and intimidation, I will effectively slay the giant-under my feet and overcome. And I am not left without any motivation, for my son's life depends on it. It might be, my son represents God's children who by appearance are sufficient, but in the spirit they are helpless against their foe. I must take a stand. And finally, by doing so, the giant that has decimated and emptied the building of my purpose, will be reclaimed and restored.

I don't know how much clearer a matter can be made. I know what to do. I know how to do it. I have a reason to do it. And people depend on me to do it. What more do I need? but to do it.

"Say On"

"Say On," by Christine Huck of Blueprint to Glory

I'm watching this man on a YouTube video talking about the need for Christian's to stand up, which is what the Lord showed me in a dream (wow, praise God, He is bringing my ability to dream back). Well, it is hard, and I struggle to do it, but I also recognize that if I don’t do it, if I give up the struggle, then I will move into rebellion. I do not want to rebel against God, like turning my head or hardening my heart so that I don’t have to face the issues of my insecurity. That means that I have no other choice but to face the fear and doubt. My decision is made.

I stopped my thinking and paused the video to explain my heart to God. I asked him, what right do I have speaking to the church or calling the church to repent? He practically interrupted me and said, “The hair of Samson has been cut off, not Solomon (referring to my mistake and validating the message I spoke earlier). By speaking it, you were facing the giant directly, but now you have to slay the giant. Now you have to move past the fear, doubt and intimidation into full acceptance and SAY ON.”

I realize, there have been several messages recently. One is my dream of the brick building, emptied and abandoned of its purpose. I need to speak about that. There is also the Strategy of the Enemy, revealed to me in an open vision a long time ago, but finding application today. I need to speak about that. Also, I see people who are bound up in demonic strongholds like trauma, who need to be set free, if only merely through understanding my teaching. These things need to be said now. And although there are only three, I am remembering a forth this very week. Yes, I need to Say On.

“Say On,” taken from 2 Samuel 14:12, will be an ongoing means of relating revelation to God’s people in reasonable time. Revelations can be complicated and lengthy to understand. But the voice of God is quick. It is sharp. It divides. It discerns. Say On will be a means of delivering the word of the Lord. You can watch me as I grow, but expect to be pricked and goaded into doing good works. You can see by the definition below, the demands may be more on you than me.

KJV Dictionary Definition: prick

prick

PRICK, v.t.

1. To pierce with a sharp pointed instrument or substance; as, to prick one with a pin, a needle, a thorn or the like.

2. To erect a pointed thing, or with an acuminated point; applied chiefly to the ears, and primarily to the pointed ears of an animal. The horse pricks his ears, or pricks up his ears.

3. To fix by the point; as, to prick a knife into a board.

4. To hang on a point.

The cooks prick a slice on a prong of iron.

5. To designate by a puncture or mark.

Some who are pricked for sheriffs, and are fit, set out of the bill.

6. To spur; to goad; to incite; sometimes with on or off.

My duty pricks me on to utter that

Which no worldly good should draw from me.

But how if honor prick me off.

7. To affect with sharp pain; to sting with remorse.

When they heard this, they were pricked in their hearts. Acts 2. Ps.73.

8. To make acid or pungent to the taste; as, wine is pricked.

9. To write a musical composition with the proper notes on a scale.

10. In seamen's language, to run a middle seam through the cloth of a sail.

To prick a chart, is to trace a ship's course on a chart.

PRICK, v.i. To become acid; as, cider pricks in the rays of the sun.

1. To dress one's self for show.

2. To come upon the spur; to shoot along.

Before each van

Prick forth the airy knights.

3. To aim at a point, mark or place.

PRICK, n.

1. A slender pointed instrument or substance, which is hard enough to pierce the skin; a goad; a spur.

It is hard for thee to kick against the pricks. Acts 9.

2. Sharp stinging pain; remorse.

3. A spot or mark at which archers aim.

4. A point; a fixed place.

5. A puncture or place entered by a point.

6. The print of a hare on the ground.

7. In seamen's language, a small roll; as a prick of spun yarn; a prick of tobacco.

pricked

PRICK'ED, pp. Pierced with a sharp point; spurred; goaded; stung with pain; rendered acid or pungent; marked; designated.

pricking

PRICK'ING, ppr. Piercing with a sharp point; goading; affecting with pungent pain; making or becoming acid.

PRICK'ING, n. A sensation of sharp pain, or of being pricked.

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Definitions from Webster's American Dictionary of the English Language, 1828.