Seeing Through The Eyes of The Lord
The Lord GOD hath given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary: he wakeneth morning by morning, he wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned. Isaiah 50:4
I see myself as a trained skilled Craftsman (Messenger) working on an assembly line with others passing along The Good News of the Gospel of Jesus our Lord. Each person has unique talents, gifts, and abilities formulated to work together to roll-out a unique finished product. Everyone on this project is eager to report to work each day because of whom we serve. Oh, the fringe benefits are wonderful. We were all handpicked by our Master, to labor as servants in all humility and meekness through the Grace of Jesus our Lord and Savior. Each day we go into the Vineyard to labor and wait on the Harvest.
Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple. Psalm 65:4
37 Then saith he unto his disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few; 38 Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest. Matthews 9:37-38
I live in the United States of America in the very small town of Benton, Louisiana. I have always had an unusual curiosity about how life functions. In addition, I had stimulating thoughts concerning conception and formation of life. While growing up as a tiny tot, I never wanted to see anything die and believed God stopped breathing when someone died. As a child, I understood life must have been important for Christ to give His life so all humanity could go on living eternally with Him and the Father. I was a very curious child growing up, and read every kind of writing that I could understand. When I learned to write I marked up all the furniture in my parents’ home and had scribbles all over the place.
In my adult life, I imagine everyone living life to the fullest. After all, life in this world is important as seen through the eyes of God. Life has to be important to the Father and Son, they both made great sacrifices to show us their love. I am so glad to be a laborer in God's Vineyard. I am handpicked so that means I receive special tutoring and training from God's Teacher the Holy Spirit. All that I share is from my intimate time with the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. By receiving this specialized training, I understand the Lord's heart more, His perfect will for His people, and I am still learning about how God calculates time.
A disciple is not above his teacher, but every one perfected shall be as his teacher. Luke 6:40
7 Then said Jesus unto them again, Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep.
8 All that ever came before me are thieves and robbers: but the sheep did not hear them.
9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.
10 The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.
11 I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep. John 10:7-11
I preached my first "Pulpit Sermon" on my 50th birthday, which now makes me pass the age of 16. Of course, I was preaching to the wind long before any man recognized me as a preacher. It seemed that I had another set of eyes to view things differently than most people. I was invited to preach in a Revival at a small little wooden church in the neighborhood where I grew up as a child. I never attended this church because my Grandmother was afraid of Pentecostal People she believed they practiced demonic rituals. As a little child growing up in my neighborhood, we lived on the same street as the church.
I would sit on the curb outside My Grandmother's home each Sunday and wait for the Church service to begin. My grandmother would yell out the front door, "What are you doing so close to the street?" In addition, I would yell back, "I am playing with the bugs and picking flowers for you Grandma". Then she would say, "OK do not get to close to the edge of the street and be careful of passing cars". Even at such a young age, I could feel the Holy Spirit tugging on my heartstrings. I did not know what was happening but one thing for sure I wanted more and I felt a pulling into something new.
I really did play with bugs and pick flowers but my real intention was listening to the music, hearing the preaching, and watching people run outside dancing. I could hear very well because the church doors were always open. I could hear guitars, drums, tambourines, hands clapping, feet stomping, shouting, and a piano playing. As I watched intensely, I could see people run out the building as if they were on fire speaking a language I never heard. I wanted to know what God was doing to people in that church to make them catch on fire. Every Sunday I continued to watch and listen from the curbside.
Later in life as I grew up in the Baptist Church, things were different. Right after the sermon the preacher would always say, "The Doors of the Church are now open". I always wondered about this statement because the Church that my Grandmother was afraid of always kept its doors open. During my childhood, I didn't fully understand the Pentecostal Charismatic move or the Work of The Holy Ghost. Those days were a learning experience and now I am filled with the Holy Ghost and understand why the people in my community Church ran out the building dancing!
I received and accepted a call to ministry as I was going through a divorce. I left my place of residence and went to Texas visiting my oldest daughter. I had a dream while sleeping on her green leather couch. I was reading the Bible before I had the dream. All I remember from the dream is that I was in a place that I could not describe. I heard a man's voice different from any male's voice I had ever heard before. This voice had great authority and volume I listened to every word. The voice was so loud and the words penetrated my body as though they went right into heart, blood, and bones. The shaking from the voice woke me up. Whenever I think about that time, I am reminded of this scripture: Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee. Psalm 119:11
I woke up looking for a person in the room because the voice was amplified and profound, so loud. I was so startled and drunk that I asked my daughter if a man was in the house. My daughter looked so puzzled because I was acting peculiar. Then she finally looked at me and said, "No man is here or has been here Mama”. I actually did not believe her so I started looking around the place. I will never forget this real moment. I believe the shaking was a detachment from old things and a new awareness rising up concerning the presence of evil and how to counteract its affects. I picked up the Bible to see if I had been reading the scripture I heard in my dream but it was not the same. The Lord's voice called me into something new and different. Below is the scripture I heard:
The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, Luke 4:18
This dream happened 24/25 years ago. After the dream I started experiencing Prophetic encounters, spiritual dreams with revelations and interpretations, visions, visitation from Angels, trips to Heaven, words of Knowledge and Wisdom, physical manifestations of spiritual things both good and evil. While going through a 40- Day fast in 2001, the Lord began speaking to me in very specific ways. I went through a period of believing something was happening to my mind because His conversations were so long and intimate showing me things to come and things that must be. The Lord started revealing things that had not happened but later I saw them on the news or in the media.
I remember going to physical places in my young adult life and was very aware that I had been there before spiritually. I could describe everything in the house or place and had never been there physically. I would meet people on the streets or in gatherings for the first time but knew I had already met them before in another setting. By the Grace of God, He permitted me into the Throne Room of God taking dictation and other times I was not allowed to write just look and listen to what the Lord was saying. I am chosen of the Lord to deliver messages of intimacy, encouragement, warning, healing, salvation, and deliverance to His people. When I was in High School, I wanted to major in Journalism when I attended to college. I never had that opportunity however; I do bring the report of the Lord to His people. I am a Prophetic voice blowing the Trumpet in Zion.
I have had two supernatural healings that I remember, one from possible breast cancer and the other from an error in a previous surgery. I went to the hospital to have a mammogram. The test showed a good size lump and I received a letter in the mail to come in for more testing, the letter stated not to be alarmed but it may be cancer. I was sent for more testing at a Cancer Treatment Center. On the second test, a doctor looked at the lump on her X-Ray and Ultra Sound before she came into my room. She came into my room to talk about the discovery, size of the lump, and next steps.
When she came into the room, I held my breath because I did not want to hear her next words. While the doctor was measuring and examining my breast, I saw a weird look on her face and this frightened me even more. I waited to see what she was going to say but she stayed silent and kept examining my breast. The doctor kept squeezing and measuring the lump then all of a sudden, it shrunk in her hands. She was quiet and silent because she had a planned speech concerning what she saw but God changed the doctor's report! PRAISE YOU LORD JESUS!
The 2nd healing came through a botched Hysterectomy surgical procedure. After the surgery, my recovery was not going well. Pain in my body was very profound and I had to go back to the doctor. Upon examination, my doctor discovered the need for more surgery to correct the problem. When I came back to my hospital room from the operation the machine that pumped Morphine into my body for pain malfunctioned. The batteries went dead and pain medicine could not enter into my body. I felt so much pain and had to endure this pain because the nurse could not find any more batteries or a doctor to write an order for an injection. Pain, Pain, and more pain! I had nightmares about this pain. When my doctor suggested more surgery, desperation and boldness were my new friends. I went home and started reading my Bible. The Holy Spirit led me to:
14 Is any sick among you? let him call for the elders of the church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord:
15 And the prayer of faith shall save the sick, and the Lord shall raise him up; and if he have committed sins, they shall be forgiven him. James 5:14-15
Bless God I got on my telephone and called my Pastor to tell him what happened including the scripture the Lord gave me in James. My Pastor was willing to come right away but said no Deacons or Elders were at the Church. I told him that he could not come alone he had to be accompanied by Elders according to God's Word. The Pastor waited for a Deacon and they both came to my home. They anointed me with oil according to instructions in the Word. After they left, I went to the bathroom and everything unclean in my body passed out into the toilet. I got a fruit jar from the kitchen scooped up that yucky stuff and carried it back to the doctor's office. His exact words were, "This is a miracle”, and what you brought to me in this jar is what I was going to remove from your body in the second surgery". PRAISE YOU LORD JESUS!
Well, this is a part of my story. Currently, I minister through prayer lines, telephone, email; text messages, letters, Facebook, this website, Youtube, and which ever way the Holy Ghost directs. I have published works on multiple websites. My Name is Mary Adger, and I serve at the pleasure of "The King of Kings and Lord of Lords".