Jesus Girl

Being a Jesus Girl... to me it's about my experiences that come from having a relationship with our Heavenly Father through Christ Jesus... henceforth I am a Jesus Girl. He loves me and I love Him and I want my actions to show how much He means to me. Sometimes I get it wrong, but it's by His Grace, I can get it right and make it right in His name. 

These are my stories, I don't share them with you to make myself look more important to Him than anyone else, remember He is no respecter of person... I believe we are all His favorite, even when we can do better than what we are doing. We serve a wonderful Father, we have a Savior who makes intercession for us and Holy Spirit who empowers us to be our very best.... how great is that? Let's all be more aware of His Presence, He's always with us, communicating... audibly (through our Spirit), through His Word, Dreams, Visions, and other individuals. So.......PAY ATTENTION! Oh, and write down your dreams, if you don't... you'll wish you did.

July 1, 2015


I was in a room with four other people, a Believer in Christ and Non-Believers… I didn’t know them and it was now my turn to speak and I know this because I started off by saying, “I’ve listened to your thoughts and opinions, what I’m about to say to you is not my thought or my opinion. (I was sitting on a bed, but I stood up, turned my back to the Non-Believers and faced the Believer. I extended my left hand; maybe that was a gesture to let them know I wasn’t talking to them) I proceeded to say to that individual, “my concern is not the world, God will take care of the world. My concern is for Christians who act and live like the world does. (I was sharing God's word with that person, relaying what is acceptable and unacceptable to God, that individual stood up, tried to intimidate me and tried to convince me that it was okay to do what the world was doing; but I wouldn’t back down, I didn't argue with that individual, but I stood my ground by the Power of Holy Spirit. I don't know what all was said, but I was very much aware that it was not me speaking because I don’t have that kind of boldness and I was also aware that the others were listening carefully to what I was saying because they didn’t try to interject) Anyway, when I wouldn’t back down that individual was clearly upset with me, turned and walked out of the room and then I woke up.

The Head and the Heart - Introducing Children to Holy Spirit

May 7, 2014


This is another dream, probably 10 years ago. I didn't write it down. It was night time and I went out the front door, not for anything in particular, my dream self thought that was unusual. I went around the side of the house near the rear entrance area. A certain person was standing there, I want to say he was smoking a cigarette, not completely sure. I could see him, but he couldn't see me... you see I was moving in a spirit realm.  This is what I saw... I saw gray, ash-colored spirits encircling him, he was unaware of their presence. Some of them were distinctive, I could make out what type of spirit they were. Now, keep in mind, this person can't see me, but these spirits see me and one acknowledged me with a smirk, as if to say, "what are you going to do about it." Then I woke up. Spirits can and will attach themselves to an individual, they soon become strongholds in that persons life. 

In that same week, I dreamed another dream. This time one of those spirits wanted access to my son. I told that spirit, "I will kill you, if you try to mess with my child." Then I woke up, I meant what I said. There is POWER in the WORD OF GOD. Our Father's Word is my weapon.

May 3, 2014


This is one of those, I wish I wrote it down dreams, but I haven't forgotten it. This was between the years of 2003 and 2005, before my dad's last sickness. Dad became ill and had to be admitted into the hospital. My sister and I began fasting and praying for him, it didn't look good, we thought dad might actually leave us this time. During the first couple of hours of fasting and prayer, I fell asleep on my parents bed and I had a dream. In the dream I was standing out in the yard, my dad came out of the house with some car keys. I asked him, "where are you going", he said, "I'm going home" he got in the car, closed the door, put the keys in the ignition. The window was down, so I reach across him and took the keys out of the ignition and started running, I told him, "you're not going anywhere", he got out to chase me, then I woke up. Dad didn't go HOME to be with Jesus, until February 2012.

April 30, 2014


In 2009, I dreamed that I was watching a weather report, but there was no volume. The map of the U.S. was shaded in gray and then a large, black circle appeared on the map and it started moving from the west coast to the east coast. Then I woke up. What it means, I don't know, but I knew we needed God.

April 28, 2014


My dad was in his final week of life, the family had been keeping vigil with him. I had been sleeping in one recliner and my mom had been sleeping in the other recliner, my sister would sleep over too, when she could. The Television had been on everyday, all day and all night. I had sensed in my spirit that dad was not going to make it to the weekend, it was especially heavy on me Thursday. Dad had stopped eating and drinking on either Sunday or Monday, he was sleeping a lot and on oxygen all day. That Thursday, February 16, 2012 at about 11:45 pm, dad stepped into heaven. Not only did I sense that, that would be the day, but I also knew that it would be my mom and myself who would be with him when he took his final breath. 

An amazing thing happened before dad made his transition, like I said the television had been on the whole week, during the night that was the only source of light in the room. Mom had settled into her recliner and dozed off to sleep, I was settling into the other recliner, the blanket was up over my head and I had began to doze off myself, then I sensed something strange in the room, I pulled the blanket back and saw the television was off, which was odd because we never turned it off. I called to my mom who was asleep, I asked her did she turn off the TV, she said no; I knew then something was going on, I got up, turned it back on; mom turned on the lamp. We looked at dad, his breathing had changed, his chest was rising up and down pretty fast; mom said, "he's passing." Our Heavenly Father in His infinite grace got our attention and we were able to actually be at dad's side when he took his last breath...  he made his transition. We will see each other again.

April 27, 2014


This is one of those times I wished I had written something down, because it wasn't a dream I didn't think to do that. I'm not sure around what time this occurred, I'm guessing that it was in between the years of 2004-2010, I know, that's a large gap right, but the years are going by so fast, it really doesn't seem that long ago. Anyway, I was laying in bed on my right side, head covered up as usual, it was morning time, maybe between 9 and 10. I heard someone come into my room, I thought it was my daughter, Jessica and I was waiting for her to say something but she didn't, so I'm just laying there and then I feel someone push my leg 2 times, I threw back the covers and no one was there. I always thought that it was an angel, mainly because I wasn't afraid. I don't know, more questions than answers.

April 27, 2014


I had this dream in August of 2011, I was walking in the grass of a highway facing traffic but there was no traffic. There was a field of sunflowers beside me and as I walked these flowers began growing taller and the stalks were getting bigger and thicker. The heads on these flowers were huge and beautiful. Then I woke up, I think that was a sweet dream.

April 13, 2014


Hey Everyone,

Most kids/adults have heard it.... you've even answered to it. But it wasn't until you ask the question, "Did you call me?" that you realized there is more to life than your present life. The Spiritual Realm is what I'm referring to, this is our life in two realms---Natural & Spiritual. Most times we don't even think about the other realm because so much of our being--- MIND, BODY, & SPIRIT is tied to this realm, just as our senses---SMELL, TASTE, SIGHT, HEARING, TOUCH... but there is another sense, usually referred to as the 6th Sense that we pay little or no attention to. One of my friends is so sensitive to the spirit realm that she not only hears, but sees too.

I've heard that children are born aware of the 6th sense, but grow out of it. When my son Michael was a  year old or so, I can recall him playing in his playpen and I was sitting on my bed watching him. He pulled himself up in the playpen, he was looking at me and then he turned around and looked behind him and started crying and then he reached for me to take him out of the playpen. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he saw something. As I held him, he looked back again and then turned to me and started crying again. My son is 21 now and even to this day, he's still sensitive to the spirit realm, but to him it's no big deal.

In 2003-2004, I was in a season of intense spirit sensitivity, not only did I sense the presence... I felt it and heard it and they---it wanted to make me aware of their presence. Somewhere in my life a door had been opened and Satan gained access to me (it started when I removed a certain person from my life). It seemed like they would only harass me on my nights off, when I actually wanted to sleep at night, it didn't matter if I tried to sleep in my bed or on the couch, I was their target. Most people know about the 'witch riding your back' so I won't go into details about that, but anyway, that was happening so much that it didn't even phase me anymore.

The standout experiences that I do want to share is, this one time I was sleeping on the couch and like always I had the bathroom door propped open using a cabinet door, that way I could get light from the bathroom. Well, I was knocked out on the couch, sleeping real good; I heard someone in the bathroom, bumping the door against the wall and that is what woke me up--- I thought it was either my son or daughter...Oh, and I was sleeping on my stomach with my head covered up, that's how I sleep and I hadn't moved a muscle, I'm just listening. After a few seconds, I realized that wasn't Michael or Jessica and as soon as I thought in my mind--- "uh-oh" it was on top of me.

Then there was another time, I was asleep on the couch, on my back this time, covers up past my head. I felt it when it climbed on the back of the couch and made it's way to where my head was, again I hadn't moved a muscle; I felt it lean forward and I heard it breathe on me. You're probably thinking, need to get off the couch; okay--- the final encounter, I was asleep in my was a Saturday morning and I heard my daughter come into my room and get on the computer, I'm lying in bed on my side and yes... my head is covered. I heard it when it walked to the side of my bed and just stood there, at first I thought it was Jessica, but then I realized I could hear her typing on the keypad. At that moment I felt it lean forward and speak in a language I didn't know. That was the last time I had those kinds of encounters and I felt like it was telling me that it would be back, but I don't really know.

Don't get me started on the red eyes in the closet, I saw that when I was a teenager, lying in bed. There are still times when I sense that I am not alone, but I choose to focus on the fact that Jesus said, He would never leave me nor forsake me, so He is there too. If you have any experiences please share.

March 23, 2014


Hey Everyone,

It's been a while since I've posted to this page, I'm so thankful and grateful to be a Jesus Girl. To know that I belong to Jesus and He belongs to me, His love is EVERLASTING. As of lately I've found myself using a particular word loosely or carelessly, that word is LOVE... love this, love that, love it; when really it's not love it's like.

Our Father had corrected me on that years and years ago, around 2005/2006. My mind had been set on buying a butterfly necklace and I would know it when I saw it. I drove to one of my least favorite places to go, the mall, determination was running through my veins, I had to have that necklace. Upon entering my third store I was filled with anticipation at the thought of finding it, as I spun the little jewelry wheel, my heart began to flutter as the wings of a butterfly, lol... there it was, more perfect than I imagined, medium in size and crystal-like, it was just what I was looking for. Gratefulness filled my entire being, I paid my $11 and went home.

Admiration is what I had for that necklace, Sundays were the days that I wore it; every time I put it on I would say out of my mouth, "I love my Necklace"... I would say that every single time over about a two month period. One Sunday morning as I was putting the necklace on; before I could get those words out of my mouth, the Spirit of God spoke, He said, "GIVE IT AWAY" and I was like... huh!!! and He did not repeat Himself. I began to pout, knowing full well what He said, and that He meant what He said, it took me a few days to know WHY? He said it.

Within that same week, I gave the necklace away and revelation came. Our Father did not want me displaying love over material things. He had already told me WHO? I should love. Love God with all my HEART, SOUL, MIND AND STRENGTH and to LOVE MY NEIGHBOR AS MYSELF (Luke 10-27). A display of love for things is ridiculous when you think about it... things can not express love and there is no greater love than the love of Our Father.

John 3:16  For God so loved the world that He gave His only Begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.

Obedience to Our Father and what He says is like the "Butterfly Effect" in the believers life; it sets in motion other blessings and opportunities to be all that we can be for His Glory and enables us to grow in His Grace and Continued Mercies. Be mindful of how you use the word LOVE, it carries a lot of weight and power. Many men and women; boys and girls have been beguiled because someone used the Power of Love carelessly or with intent to deceive, please don't be that person.

Do you think that maybe that is why so many people find it hard to believe that there is a God, a Heavenly Father who LOVES them?

Hi Sweetie,

I know I was going to tell you about my new job, but I will do that next week. Something happened to me on Sunday night (last week) the same day that I launched the blog.

It was after 10 o’clock, I was in bed, but I could not fall asleep, my mind was racing over this blog. Truth is, I was confused, I felt good about it and then I was like “I don’t know if I should do this” just conflicted. Then I turned over and looked at the clock and it was almost Midnight, Ugh!!!! I have to be up a 5a.m. 

Anyway I am finally relaxing and I have what seems like a 2 second vision.  I say it was a vision because my mind was still going and this flashed before my mind out of nowhere and then it was over. That has never happened to me before, but I would compare it to your life flashing before your eyes and that has happened to me once.

Okay, this is what I saw. I was sitting at the table at an angle facing the sitting room, I saw my dad (who passed away in February 2012) he had on his navy blue coveralls, work boots, camouflage coat and fishing cap that says “BORN TO FISH HAVE TO WORK”. He was walking towards me (his walk was strong and he had a smile on his face) and he tossed me a set of keys and I caught them and the vision was over. And I was like, “where did that come from?” it totally caught me off guard. I got all teary eyed because he had not been heavy on my heart or mind but he showed up. Not long after that I fell asleep.

It was actually the next morning that I realized that it was a vision and there was some meaning to it. I don’t want to lean to my own understanding, but I take it as confirmation that I am in the will of God. The wonderful thing is that he let me see my dad, he never said a word, he just smiled at me. 

Me & Dad
Time will reveal.

August 30, 2013


When I was 22 I was living in the surrounding Atlanta area and I was on my way home to Madison (1 hours’ drive), I had probably been on the interstate for about 15 minutes.  The radio is playing and then suddenly I hear this voice (not an audible voice, this voice is coming from within me) and He tells me, “turn around and go back”.  I turn down the music and I am looking and feeling confused, says it again, “turn around and go back” now I am slowing down and I am like, what is this, still moving forward.  One more time I hear, “turn around and go back”, I’m like okay, I pull off the interstate find a pay phone, call my mom, tell her what happened and she says, well you need to turn around and go back.

I did and I am still slightly confused and overwhelmed, that this just happened to me.  Now, I am back in my apartment and I know that I just heard the voice of God, but why. Things were fine at the apartment and I watched the news all weekend (no accidents), so why did He want me to "turn around and go back".  It was years before I came to the conclusion that, it was a test for me to see if I would obey.  He already knew what I would do.

He was calling me back to Him, even though I was not living a fast life I was living a life apart from Him. I did not read my bible, my prayer life was weak, and I was not going to church, so I was not in fellowship with other believers. This whole experience confirmed just how close God is to us and that He knows how to get our attention. Does it mean that I am more special than anyone else? No, does it make me more spiritual than anyone else? No, it only means that I am loved by God and you are too.

If you were to look back over your life, I am sure you would see the many ways God was trying to get your attention, to draw you back to Him. Isn’t it wonderful to know that He has never given up on us, so let’s not give up on Him.  Everyday God is communicating to us, whether it be in a still small voice or in His Holy word, it may be through another individual, a dream or a vision.

Can you hear what God is saying to you?

August 22, 2013


 John 3:16 (CEV) For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.

A very familiar passage of scripture, this is probably one of the first scriptures I learned, it goes on to say, v17 For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through Him. v18 Whoever believes in Him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because He has not believed in the name of the only Son of God.

Now, how could I not have a page dedicated to my Lord and Savior Christ Jesus. He means everything to me and I mean everything to Him. My faith in Jesus is a major part of who I am and it is because of HIS FAITHFULNESS, apart from Him I could do nothing (meaning I would be incomplete) and I am learning that I don't want to do anything without Him. It took a great deal of time for me to get to this point in my life and it is a continual daily process of dying to my own selfish needs, wants and desires, not saying that what I wanted or even needed was wrong, it usually comes down to timing and patience.

Here is a little bit of my spiritual background, I excepted Jesus into my life at about 13 (I remember that it was the summer of August '82) before I went into the 7th grade. It was during revival time and I was sitting on the front pew, also know as "the mourners bench", so when it came time for the preacher to "open the doors of the church" I did not know that I was suppose to literally take him by the hand, so I missed that opportunity and "the doors were closed" LOL. The next night, with better understanding I took the preacher's hand and he asked me, "Do you believe that Jesus died on the cross for your sins and that God raised Him from the dead?" and my reply was a quiet "Yes" and that is all I remember and that I did not want to go to HELL.

My Mom had my white baptismal robe made and the following Sunday I would be baptized and I was not at all overly excited about that because number (1) I was afraid (2) My hair was going to get wet, where all my tender-headed girls at, I know, right and (3) I can't swim, and yes I know I did not have to swim, but I did have to hold my breathe and you guessed it, I got strangled. The only thing I was happy about was the fact that I did not have to get baptized in the pond down the road, now that was GRACE! just kidding. After services that Sunday I was fellowshipped into the family of Christ (meaning when they came around to shake the Pastor's hand, they shook mine too) and that was about the extent of my Salvation. I continued to go to Sunday services as usual, but that was about it.

Please know that what I said about being baptized was from the viewpoint of a 13 year old girl, who obviously had no clue that being baptized was a privilege and symbolic of Christ's death, burial and resurrection. Now, when I sat on the front pew I did it because other kids my age had done it, but when the preacher asked me that question, within my heart I truly believed that Christ died for me and saved me from my sins and that I belong to Him.  Even though I did not understand it, I believed it. I guess, maybe that is child-like faith. Well, that is how I came to Jesus as a child. When I was 22, He got my attention in a way that I will never forget (I pray I never forget).

To Be Continued...