Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Denos Testimonies #4) My Holy Spirit Encounter. Like A Rushing Mighty WInd.

  

     A few weeks past after my mom had floored me with her words that one day I would preach the gospel and privately before God I went about my life day after day wrestling with those words with a you have got to be kidding me attitude. I just couldn't see it. Moses I could see doing that. Peter, James and Paul I could see doing that. My dad and Billy Graham I could see doing that. But me, how could such a thing be. I'm a nobody special kinda guy. Simple, plain and very carnal in the head was a whole lot of my thinking.
    Then one day dad came home from being in town for a while and he said to me. Son I was in town today at the DeRidder Vac & Sew shop and the man there said he was looking for some  part time help from a student. Why don't you go down there and talk to the man and see what might happen? I said ok.
    Well dad taught me and my brother and sisters of the importance of work and I think he started on each of us as soon as we came out of the womb. Dad believed in family work and family chores. He was raised on a dairy farm and for all his growing up life he had to get up like at 3:30 AM in the morning. Go help milk the cows. Do the farm chores. Go to school. Come back home and he and his brothers had to go milk the cows all over again etc., plus keep up with all there school work. That was my dads upbringing in the forties and fifties. So he learned about work very early in life. 
    Recently I was told that when my dad and his two brothers uncle Delton and uncle Howard were growing up together on that farm, that they were known as the three hardest working boys in Lincoln County Mississippi. So as you can imagine. There was not much room for being lazy around our dads house. He was a preacher, a pastor, an evangelist, an Army Chaplain, A Patriot, A man of high work ethics and standards. It was me and my brothers responsibility every army work day for a long time to spit shine our dads army shoes and boots. Brasso his insignias and pin his military ribbons on his army shirt and we had better accomplished these things up to dads standards. If we fell short of it, he certainly would let us know. Thank God I had an older brother about me in this. He got the most of the brunt if you know what I mean. Yalahoolahoo on you Danny. Love you bro. Your the best. 
      Just to note. Our dad was the most loving, honest man I and we have ever known next to the Lord. He was a man of the highest integrity. The love he had for people was Gods Love.  Dad was so special.
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      Well being raised to work before play, I went to that place dad told me of and talked to the man Howard Issac the owner. Howard was a Pentecostal man. This didn't mean anything to me at the time, but boy it sure was going to mean something to me in a few more days. God as my witness deno's mind had no idea what being Pentecostal was or meant. Pentecostals? Wonder what that means? I'm a baptist. He's a Pentecostal.  Ok thats cool. He is a believer and so am I, so lets move on.
      Howard interviewed me. Immediately a connection was made and he hired deno. Howard took me under his business wings and taught me the vacuum cleaner trade. He taught me how they functioned and how to even overhaul their motors and fix them. I got to where I liked that and plus it put me some money in the pocket for all the fun deno liked to do. Plus that money helped me buy a car and the gas to put in it in those high school years. There was no free ride with dad. Nope. You worked for what you got or with food and water therewith you had to be content. Dad always provided for us our needs plenteously. But he believed in teaching us life's valuable lessons. This world will not give you a free ride. You must set goals, dream and work to accomplish those dreams. That was dads daily sermon in the way he raised us kids.
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     Well after that I had been working there for awhile, some weeks had past and Howard hired a lady to work the front part of the store. She would greet people. Work the cash register. Sell the vacuum cleaners etc., and answer the phone. I noticed that this lady wore her hair like the empire state building on top of her head. It was high and lifted up. Hmmm, that looks different I thought. Wonder what that's all about. Simple people ask that same question about a lot of things. lol. Well its the truth. I have asked that question about a lot in my life's journey. I'm nearing 53 this year and I still ask that same question about many things. The Lords knows I'm a simple man and he directs me to keep it simple.
     As time went on that word Pentecostal began to more amuse me for some reason. At first I did not talk much about it. Just pondered it in my heart now and then as I lived out my what I would call normal teenage frantics. (I'm not going to go too deep into that, but deno loved to have his fun just like others in High school ville in the great 70s). 
      Well one day at work after school I was in the repair shop of this place of business working on a vacuum cleaner for a customer. I was changing out the motor brushes to the armature. Basically doing an overhaul to it. I had been back there in the repair shop close to an hour when it all began. I knew and thought and felt something different about that day, even in that morning, but had no idea why. All I knew is that something seemed to be up. It was in my atmosphere.
      The pentecostal lady that I told you about was in the front of the store and a man walked in. After he had been there a few minutes, they began to discuss things from the bible. Their discussion somehow intrigued me. For some reason my interest into their conversation soared and at the moment I did not understand the reason why. My hearings hearing was somehow being enhanced and magnified. I thought what in the world is going on here. Hmmm. More of this strange stuff again that  seems to be following me around these days.
      The more they talked the more intrigued my heart was becoming. As their conversation more blossomed, they entered the subject of the bible of the Day Of Pentecost when all the disciples and the followers of Christ in those days were all in one accord, gathered together in the upper room waiting for the promise of the Holy Spirit. They began to lay out in their conversation the settings of the day of Pentecost. They spoke about how the Holy Spirit was poured out that day and entered the place where they were gathered together like a RUSHING MIGHTY WIND AND THEY BEGAN TO SPEAK WITH OTHER TONGUES AS THE SPIRIT OF GOD GAVE THEM THE UTTERANCE.....Folks I was in the back room with two walls between my ears and them and somehow God magnified their words in my hearing way above the norm. I could hear those two people as clear and as loud as if I was in the room with them or they with me. This was for me an unusual hearing the word of God experience.
        They talked and in a strange like focused trance I listened. A thickening swelled up on the inside of me. I was feeling a presence but being the simple that I was I had no idea what was going on. I said to myself, I have got to go and ask these people a question. I dropped what I was doing and took off. I made it up to where those two were in the front of the store, and I asked that lady. I said, Mam, I have got to know something. Is what you two are talking about really in the bible? This precious lady just looked at me and smiled and said. Yes it is. I said. Ok then would you mind showing it to me. She smiled again and said I certainly will. Of course she would have a bible with her. Pentecostals do that sort of thing I guess in case some denos show up.
        She went and got her bible and opened it up to the second chapter of the book of Acts. She pointed with her finger to verse one and said start reading from there so I did. (ACTS 2:1-4)  And the day of Pentecost had fully come.....they were all in one accord in one place.....and suddenly there came a Sound of a Rushing Mighty Wind and it Filled the whole house where they were sitting.......And there appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire and it sat upon each of them....And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost and began to speak with other tongues as the Spirit gave them utterance.  I thought to myself. Well there it is. Its definitely in the bible. I was mainly a children's bible story boy in those days. Never had gotten to deep or to serious about biblical studies yet. Just child like simple faith, hope and love was my faith in God and in His Son Jesus Christ, much like my mom's faith.  Beyond John 3:16 my heart had seldom roamed beyond or past that verse. But in days to come, starting with this day, my inner world was going to be effected for an up and coming change and that by the long suffering Spirit of God. I was soon to be apprehended for that road God apprehended me for. A place of grace full of patience, long suffering, and extreme mercies multiplied. A road full of fore known intercessions. A place where Carnality & traditional thought and the Spirit of the Lord would collide and clash. A road that for a long long long time deno would feel th every impact of the collisions of truth verse's traditional thought and thinking that had dominated my life until the fruit of my apprehension would be brought forth to the glory and honor of Jesus Christ from the span of many years even decades.... 
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       Well after I read that I said to her and the man thank you, and I went back to the repair shop in the back and finished that days work. About an hour was left after the conversation before we closed the shop and what an hour it was. Over and over again her words, his words and those scriptures were echoing in my hearing.  I could not turn them off.  Rushing Mighty Wind, Tongues of fire, they began to speak with other tongues as the Spirit gave them the utterance. Still I sensed this presence with me. Strange it was. It seemed to be following me around. No matter where I was so was that presence. Hmmm.
      Well we said our goodbyes and closed the shop. I got in my car, cranked the engine and took off down the road. I haven't even gotten a mile from the shop and my heart was pumping with the words I had heard earlier. Rushing mighty wind deno. Tongues of fire. They began to speak with other tongues as the Spirit of the Lord in them gave them the utterance. Then somehow floating around in my atmosphere I heard these words. If you who are evil know how to give good things to your children, How much more will your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask Him.  Ask deno. Ask.
      So I did. I said in my own child like faith way, Heavenly Father I know Jesus is Your Son and that he died for my sins and rose again from the dead and he is my Lord and Savior. But Father I have never heard of this infilling of the Holy Ghost as happened on the day of Pentecost. So I'm asking....and folks as surely as God is God no matter what the blind say of Him, and as surely is the fact that Jesus is seated at Gods right hand fully risen from the dead to where death can touch Him no more,  All of the sudden, my car was full of a Rushing Mighty Wind. I heard it. I felt it. Jesus said in the scriptures that the things of God and His word shall be measured unto you according to the WAY YOU HEAR ITJesus said that He felt Gods power flow from him. I was feeling Jesus and the Father flowing together in me and in my car as One. The Spirit was filling me and my car up. It was circulating this way and that way, every bit tangible to the touch. It was so awesome that God somehow helped me drive in the evenings traffic, stopping at stop signs and red lights that I hardly even noticed were there. Then on green somehow I went thru them. I was in another world for a while there. Crying and crying. Praising and praising. I don't know the full of what went on during those minutes of this immersement into the Spirit of God and His Sons resurrection glory, but Yahoo, deno was having a yalahoolahoo time in this grace where in I was somehow driving. Scroll down.
      As the moments in this glory began to become less tangible to my physical senses, as the High began to slowly fade, right before it all ceased so to speak and I returned to the place of my personal normalcy yet not alone.( It appeared to me something was different on the inside. Like I had company now). At the end of this in my car experience I saw in the canvass of my eyes as in a vision the biggest Cross I had ever seen. This Cross was huge. It was not standing up though. It was laid over and underneath it, it looked like unto a huge massive amount of people, a sea of them, joined and packed together side by side helping in the carrying about of that great Cross. All I could do was look at it and cry uncontrollably and wonder what does that Cross and that great sea of people there under it mean? Then slowly I'm wiping away my tears amazed at what had just happened to me wondering what does all this mean? What is this all about and why?......more to come....please share freely....deno....America Founded By Believers For Believers. 
 
       

  

JESUS...OH THERE IS JUST SOMETHING ABOUT HIS PRECIOUS NAME....TRULY A SONG THAT SAYS IT ALL......deno


IN HONOR OF GEORGE BEAVERLY SHEA. Thank you George for serving the Lord and for all those songs you blessed us with. Your smiling today in Gods presence with Jesus. Your smile will live forever.

Long time singer for the Billy Graham Crusades, George Beverly Shea passed away at 104 years. Heaven got another great singer for the choir. Say a Prayer for his family today.
Long time singer for the Billy Graham Crusades,  George Beverly Shea passed away at 104 years. Heaven got another great singer for the choir. Say a Prayer for his family today.

Denos Testimonies #3) TO GOD BE THE GLORY

  
     Before I go any further I want to take this opportunity and say to all of you TO GOD BE ALL THE GLORY. God only is worthy of all praise, glory and honor. Worthy is the Lamb (Jesus Christ our Savior and Redeemer) to receive all glory, honor, riches, wisdom, praise and power. He is King of kings and Lord of lords. He loved us and gave Himself for us thru the Cross of His Outpourings. He tasted death for every man to bring unto God the Father many sons and daughters. He died for our sins and rose again to give us everlasting hope and strong consolations. Jesus is truly THE LORD and the TRUTH is in Jesus Gods Risen Son......deno
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    Years ago I was with my dad when he met a certain man for the very first time. We visited this mans home for about 3 hours. Conversation was shared. A fellowship was made and then dad and I left. As we were riding down the road to go back home, my dad turned to me and said some words I would never forget. He said, Deno because he did not give God the glory, within two years God is going to bring him to his knees. I didn't know really what to think of those words, but they were rather shocking. I made a mental note of them. Told no other of them. Lived life and I saw with my own eyes and heard with my own ears dads exact words come to pass concerning that man.
      This man was rather wealthy. Had accomplished many great things we would say and was much liked and favored in his local community. His life in those days and in the day my dad met this man, had all the trimmings of human success. Nice home. Favorable businesses. Loved sports, golfing etc. Had what many here on earth praise as the good life. But one thing this man had which we all contend with from time to time when our hearts are not right is that old thing called PRIDE. Self exalting evil like pride. The scriptures bear record that there is a certain kind of pride that is not healthy. It can lead even the most strongest of men to great plummeting falls, even nations.
      Around a year or so had passed since my dad told me those words and one day this same man dad spoke those words about gave me a call. He was crying deep tears and told me that he was diagnosed with cancer. This man had finally got to a place where he could enjoy some retirement time when all of a sudden his life was stricken and folks it shook him to his knees. He was barely 60.
      Friends I say this to all of us and that without exception. Your and my hearts, our souls, our hearts motives, secrets. The why we did this and the why we did that is required of all of us before the Living God. Let us all learn now to live the rest of our days in His Sons light and wisdom. Oh how we all need him in every way of His grace and Truth.
     I had many chats and conversations with this man over the next year as he battled this disease. I saw this man who was once so strong deflate and even over the time he lost that costly pride. He said to me one day in the hospital during a one on one conversation that he had made a lot of wrong decisions in his life. He told me how he put himself and his interest and his world above Gods and He said deno, I was so wrong. He said son don't let something like this happen to you to make you look up and see the truth. And then he said it. He Said it folks, in tears Im writing this now because he said it,...He said another thing he failed to do was,"Deno I did not give God the glory".
    Well this friend of mine was fortunate to make his repentance of his sins, wrong choices and he judged himself before God of his wrongs before he left his body into his eternity which my friends no matter what the blind say and the sophisticated proudly utter in their spiritual darkness, God is real. Jesus Christ is His Son. Heaven and Hell is real. Eternity is real and we will all one day come face to face with their full reality. BE READY.
     So please friend, please Love Jesus. Believe and Call upon His Name. Cleave to Him for He is your life and the worlds one and only TRUE HOPE. There is salvation in no other. The blood of His Cross speaks louder than all the vain fake love of men and of all.  All other hopes and doctrines are of men and of the evil one. But Jesus Christ and him crucified for the sin of the world is the wisdom of God and the power of God for our salvation. Scroll Down.
     So HUMBLE YOURSELF under the power of the mighty hand of God that you may be exalted with His Sons so great a Salvation like my friend did and do it before it is to late for you. He died for your sins and rose again for your assurance of his everlasting hope thru grace. Jesus is the REAL DEAL my friend. Jesus is Lord. Always Always Always Give God The Glory (ALWAYS)..... To Jesus and The Loving Father Be All The Glory. Amen......deno......please share freely. Scroll Down.
Micah 6:8)....And what does the Lord require of you? To act fairly and justly, to love mercy, AND TO WALK HUMBLE WITH YOUR GOD.
  

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Denos Testimonies #2) Son, One Day You Will Preach The Gospel.....1 Corinthians 1:25-31.....TO GOD BE THE GLORY

    






After hearing the Lord speak loudly to me these three words of WATCH YOUR TONGUE, time continued and life was lived. As a young man in my upper teens I strove to hide my
miseries and keep them less public but when I was alone, oh how the pains of that depression haunted me like a tormenting nightmare.
       You see friends prior to entering into those gloomy days and prior to hearing the Lord say His three word sermon to me, I must share with you some events that transpired that seemed to stir up the bees of our enemy against me and put me on a priority list for their harassing agitation schemes and attacks.
       We had moved as a family in those days from Brooklyn New York where dad had attended a Chaplains School of some sort, to Louisiana. In our new home I was in the garage working out in the home gym and after awhile of pretending I was Arnold, I decided to go into the kitchen and get me something to drink.
       As I entered Mom and Dad were sitting at the kitchen table. Im doing my thing to get a drink when I noticed that dad and mom were looking at me strangely intently. Mom was literally staring me down so to speak. Mom had some of the most powerful eyes I have ever seen. With her eyes she could bless you, or with her eyes stare, you knew when you got home after church, Pop the pastor was going to raise the rod of correction. But this day, this stare I didn't know how to interpret so I said, "Mom, why are you staring at me like that? She replied with a response of words that I would have never dreamed that my Mom would ever say to me. (NOT TO ME) She was not a prophetess. The only thing that sticks out in my mind of mom maybe coming close to future tellings was when me and my brother or sisters acted up in church and she would look at us and say, Just wait till you get home. You knew it was on then. Mom did not play with words. If she said those words just wait till you get home, you could bank on it that a whipping from dad was going to come to pass and it did. In my case, often.
     But this day mom was going to tell me words that I would literally wrestle with. They were words that effected me like no other words up to that point of time in my life had. Those words literally roped and tied me with their power. They gripped my mind and emotions like nothing, nor no one had ever done before. Mom, I said. Why are you staring at me like that? She said with my dad sitting next to her at that kitchen table, Son, there will come a day/a time in your life when you will preach the gospel. At those words my inside world would never be the same again They gripped my heart like a ton of subjecting power poured into me. I felt their entrance and could not shake them off of me. Heaven knows how I tried.
      I took off running to my room. When I got in my room I broke down crying in fear, in wonder, in awe. How could such a thing be? Dads a preacher. Im in the 11th grade barely passingDad is smart and disciplined. Im a nut and simple. I used to watch the news when dad had it on the TV and it used to startle me when I would watch and listen to those news broadcast people just speak like to no end. That used to amaze me that they could speak like that. Like as if in their brain they had an orchestra of things to say flowing with ease. But when I looked inside my brain back then for insightful words, all  I seem to hear was one single thump on a drum. Me preach. How could this be?
    The Lord knows how I cried over those words before him. How I told him there must be a mistake here. You have the wrong guy. God Im not smart or insightful like dad. Im not disciplined like dad in studies. Dad was very wise, smart and educated. Me I was a teenage nut. A squirrel. Just loved having a good time. Though strangely on the inside I knew I had a connection with God. Even from my youth I had felt Him and His delicious presence with me. I used to often go to the park and get on a swing and as I was swinging I would stare out into heaven and I could feel His smile and I would awe back. Like there was a strange communication going on between God and me, between His Spirit and my spirit, but to put it into words I couldn't. I defined it only by the sweetness of its taste within and the name of Jesus.
       Well after telling Almighty God all the reasons why deno did not my no means qualify to preach, I left it at that, but it was done. The seeds He wanted planted in me was done and no matter what Satan would try to do against me over the upcoming days/years/decades, Gods grace would not fail and in His purposed time all things would work together for the good of them that are called by God. Called according to his purpose, not theirs........More to come....Deno....Please Share Freely