PART 3 - GOD'S ADVENTURE FOR ME IN CHARLESTON...

Greetings -

This is Part 3.  If you are inclined to read Parts 1 and 2, please click on these two links http://lioneaglesoar.blogspot.com/2011/01/gods-adventure-for-me-in-charleston.html and http://lioneaglesoar.blogspot.com/2011/01/gods-adventure-for-me-in-charleston_17.html

Scriptures are from the King James Bible.

PREFACE

2 Corinthians 12: 9, 10

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness.  Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.

Hebrews 5:8

Though he were a Son, yet learned he obedience by the things which he suffered.

Before I proceed with Part 3, it is reasonable for me to express about the receipt of government welfare assistance, housing included.  The most important thing to express here is Isaiah 9:6, "For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace."  

It is clearly wrong to abuse government assistance.  The use of deceptive means to benefit from government aid is absolutely wrong.  

There are people, such as me, who legitimately need such assistance.  Congresswoman Lynn Woolsey of the 6th District of California is the first former welfare recipient in Congress (Source: The Almanac of American Politics - 2010 Edition.)    

Our Lord told me that, for years, as a taxpayer and employee, I had put into the "system."  Now was the time for the system to put into me.  Again, the government is upon HIS shoulder.  It is GOD'S government.  Everything that they give comes from GOD.  He is the SOURCE - they are the resource. 

Based on the revelations shared with me by our Lord, I haven't had one bit of shame because of my need for government aid.  My earnest aim is to please GOD in steadfast obedience to Him.  He hasn't told me how long I will live, in the natural, at poverty level.
He has assured me that I am rich in Him.  Also, our Lord did share with me that my poverty is a temporary status.  He moved me into home based business status aptly named, Solid Journey.  By faith, I believe that our Lord will use that as a means to prosper me spiritually and financially - in His due time.  In this journey, I have learned that success is pleasing GOD.  

I had worked gainfully since I was seventeen with only short bouts of unemployment - until our Lord orchestrated a job dismissal for me that subsequently led to my lengthiest unemployment period.  I sought, in earnest, for jobs.  When I lived in Florida, and didn't know better, I told a Christian woman that the Devil was keeping me from getting another job.  She said something that strongly bore witness with my spirit.  She said that it could be the Lord who was keeping me from getting a job.  She reminded me that it was the Lord who had hardened Pharaoh's heart.  She further mentioned that our Lord could be hardening the hearts of potential employers.  Her statements made a deep impact on me.  Still, I continued to seek employment because I didn't sense that our Lord desired that I discontinue my search.  But He didn't open any doors - until...  I'll share more on that on another post.

My character had been to give to others.  I wasn't of the type to ask others for financial help.  It was just not me.  When I reached a point in my life when I had to seek the help of others, my oldest sister told me that she said to her grown daughter that she knew that it "killed" me to ask for assistance.  Our Lord revealed to me that I needed to be humbled in that area so, in the journey, He arranged that I would need to ask for help.  I will share more about that later in the Tampa, Florida aspect of my journey.       

Excerpt from Part 1 of CHARLESTON...:

It gets stranger.  Jesse and I sat on that bench and talked for about an hour.  He informed me that he was waiting for the Greyhound to open the next morning, as he had plans to go to D.C.  This was about, I believe, 9:00 at night.  The station would not reopen until the following morning.  I asked Jesse if he planned to wait there until the next morning.  He responded yes.  I believed that Jesse was in a “homeless” state.  As I sat there with him, he told me spiritual things about me that the Lord had previously told me.  Jesse gave me confirmations of what the Lord had shared.  Also, he was full of the Word of GOD.  He said that he was a military vet.  I asked him his military specialty.  He responded, “Intelligence.”  I was stunned about this stranger that the Lord had sent me to “meet.”  Jesse and I were in intense communication engagement.  I had never experienced such.

Excerpt from Part 2 of CHARLESTON...:

By the end of service, Stealth Lion hadn’t returned.  When we got ready to leave in the van, he was nowhere to be found.  We had to go.  I never saw Stealth Lion again.

PART 3 BEGINS:

One day, at the Charleston motel where I was staying, I heard one of the desk clerks say loudly, purposely for me to hear, "You don't belong here."  When she said those words, it registered in my spirit.  I knew that our Lord had told me to come to Charleston but what the desk clerk said stuck with me. 

The few days that I had been in Charleston, I had met Jesse, Stealth Lion, a Christian desk clerk, a young man reading his Bible at the Greyhound, a desk clerk who agreed to allow me to pray for her, a Christian who volunteered to get me familiar with Charleston, and a man at a drugstore who was inclined to accept my prayer for him.  Also, while in Charleston, I attended a church service where the pastor confirmed that I was in the right place in our Lord.  The sermon  was precisely what was fitting for my anointed assignment designed by our Lord. 

I had phoned a shelter in Charleston and was informed by someone there that I needed some necessary official documents before I could be able to enter.  I could have phoned the necessary person to have the subject documents mailed to me but our Lord told me to go back to Washington to get what was necessary.     

While I was still in Charleston, I called one of my relatives who informed me that I had a cousin in Tampa, Florida.  Tampa is where our Lord had initially told me to go before He put me on "detour" in Charleston.  I knew that I had a cousin in Florida but now discovered that she was in Tampa.  She and I hadn't been in regular contact for years.  My relative gave me my cousin's phone number.

That Monday morning when I got to the Charleston bus station, Jesse was there!  Remember he was to have been gone to D.C. days before that Monday.  He gave me the reason why he was still there (...no need for me to go into that.)  To this day, I don't know what Jesse told me that was truth about his story, and what may have been fiction.  Perhaps it was all truth.  What I do know is that certainly there was some truth in his story, and indeed definite truth about what he shared with me that our Lord had previously shared with me.  Our Lord did use Jesse as confirmation.  For more in depth about my Jesse experiences, please link to Part 2 of this topic.

Anyway, Jesse and I rode to D.C. together and it was a fruitful journey indeed.  Most of the way, we did Bible study, and I must say, it was one of the most satisfying Bible sessions that I have ever experienced.  It was rich, people - yes, rich in satisfaction!  

When Jesse and I reached Washington, we said our good-byes.  I haven't seen or heard from him again.  Praise GOD for what He did in our brief engagement. 

There are some other Greyhound bus travel experiences that I will share on another post.

While I was in Washington for about two days, our Lord told me that I was not going back to Charleston.  He brought back to my remembrance what the desk clerk had said, "You don't belong here."  My mission in Charleston was over.  Our Lord told me to go to Tampa.  The original plan was a go.

Soon I will post about Tampa. 

Previews of the Tampa experience:

The "Christian" eye-openers.

Our Lord sends me to jail for about three days.  

Sandra

Written Sunday February 20, 2011

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