Two Alcholics and Jesus

On Venice Beach talking with individuals, hippies, homeless, and skaters. People from all walks of life. It always makes my heart happy to sit down and listen to peoples stories. This particular woman, Ethelia,  was watching our group and she called me over after hearing of another man come over and give his life to the Lord but mostly he was ready to give up alcohol. This man touched some of the most sensitive areas of our hearts. He just walks up to us after telling him how much God loved him. He announces he is done with alcohol and wants to get help. His brother was called in Orange County and agrees to come to get him to take him to rehabilitation center.

Ethelia, she said she was also an alcoholic. I can agree to that statement and I prayed with her and she accepted Christ as her Lord. She began to cry and then asked if I would brush her hair because she wanted to look pretty. This woman was wearing a very old and thin wig but to her it was important that she looked pretty so we brushed and brushed and with each stroke I made declarations over her. She then hopped up and went across the street. I was taken back by the what happened next. She bought us 3 very large pizzas. An act of kindness for being so sweet to her. I encouraged her to get the help she needed but her being honest with me, she wants to stop but according to her its too painful to. 

I shared with her about overcoming pain and about the payoff I was getting by holding onto it. I knew she was listening. 

I cant help wonder how many people are where they are because no one believed in them. How many just need to be shown unconditional love? Me? I could have sat with her for as long as she wanted me to. I was happy she invited Jesus into her heart, she wanted to stop drinking also. I left her with information in the area she could get some help.  Tonight I wonder where she is, lying on the beach or curled up in the corner of an building. Either way, tonight she has God in her heart. 

Plump and Juicy LOVE!

The highlight of Venice Beach for me was meeting a woman from Nashville TN. I shared with her why I came from NC to the West Coast. It opened a door for me and I stepped right in. :)
She loves the Lord and wanted to know more about Bethel. I told her what God has been sharing about my heart and how He wants me to love myself as much as He loves me. 
I am my hardest critic. 
God showed me that my heart looked just like a sundried tomato, shriveled us, no love running through it.,  and said I am going to make it plump and juicy. I even drew a picture of my heart in stages of beginning to end. 
In her craftsmanship she had made me a necklace that is beautiful. Its a big red heart wrapped in silver wired. I knew this was my plump juicy heart. So every time I wear it I will be reminded of how much he is wanting me to be open to loving myself unconditionally. I got to bless her and she bless me.
#lovethelittlethings

Daughter of the King

I don't know how to say how many ways God has met my needs in a time I couldn't see how it could happen. This last month has been a difficult financially and yet I have been given food b/c someone was moving, a friend gave me clothes she could no longer wear, some still with the tags on them and they were exactly what I needed. Money coming in a little at a time as bills due and then last week I got shifts scheduled all the way through June with a new contract, meaning less likely I will be cancelled. I made if through a rough spot because I refuse to live with a poverty mindset and as an orphan. I am a daughter of the King who meets all my needs.

Transitioning from Bethel School of Ministry

This week I graduate from "3rd Year" of BSSM. This journey has been amazing to say the least. It has changed my life and I am so blessed God allowed me to see it through all three years. I have learned a lot about what God has done for me, how He sees me and mostly about my relationship with Him.

I am transitioning into a new place in my life. God showed me yesterday, the fruition of my dreams He has put in my heart over the years, the ones I thought would never come about or I couldn't figure out how in the world that could happen. Well its here now. I am so stoked on this new season. I have learned to live moment to moment. I feel like Moses did when God chose him to do mighty things and he couldn't see how he could do those things. But my God says He will use the foolish things to confound the wise.

Yeah, I can't wait to see this unfold. I want to leave a legacy for my children and my children's children and so on. But at the moment I will take one step at a time and do what I promised Him I would do, steward what He puts in front of me, well.

Thank you Daddy for believing in me!

Reflecting

Taking a moment to be thankful I was able to go on this trip to Los Angeles. Thankful for the ability to put everything else aside and focus on what God is doing. I could definitely live my life doing this everyday. I love to see lives affected by the love and the presence of God and little me, a woman who was just living life minute to minute with the dreams I carried in my heart of ministry, have come to fruititon these last few years. Although there has been sacrifice's to see this happen, I know I am where I'm supposed to be, doing what God has me doing.
I'm by no means even close to being this perfect person, matter of fact I am far from it, but in His eyes He sees my heart for those in need across the board.
I am so blessed to be around people who love on me, who have walked beside me in difficult times, and no matter how insecure I may be, He uses me in the most suprising moments.

Handle Bars

Worship begins, so much has been weighing on me this week, I am easily distracted. As I enter into His presence, the Lord takes me on a trip. I am on this old fashioned bike. 

I am heading down a long hill, gripping the handle bars and as I pick up speed the thought comes to me to let go of the handle bars. Just let go. 

Gasp!.. I let go... Oh wow, a little nervous but this feels good. A little steadier...as I put my hands straight out.. I'm flying,.. at least it feels that way. The breeze is blowing across my face as I lean my head back. I've let go...this feels so good...the anxiety disappears and the laughter comes in. Fearless..I can't believe I'm doing this! I love it...yes this feels like freedom. For those few moments, I had completely let go of everything weighing me down. 

As I opened my eyes I am standing in the middle of these seats, with arms stretched wide open. Others immersed in the presence of God. I needed a reminder of how it felt to just let go and trust God with the outcome. 

Even in the Whisper..

When we take the path opened before us, we don't always know where it leads but we do know if we don't go down that path we may never know what is there for us. 


This photo I took at Burney Falls has always reminded me of how God gives light to each step and although I can't see where it ends, I trust He is there for me, at every turn, with every bump, with every detour, He is there for me. He always brings me back where I am supposed to be. 


Never give up on your destiny, never give up on your ability to hear His voice even in the whisper...

Los Angeles 2/2012

This past week I returned to Los Angeles for a time of ministry. I am usually with teams from Bethel but this time it was just me. I learned more about me on this trip, and more about others.
When I arrived plans didn't work out as they were so eloquently listed in my new journey notebook, (note to self, always confirm your plans once again prior to leaving), but although they didn't God came through and took care of me.

First lesson? Don't panic until you know for certain God is not coming through for you. If that happens you have my blessings to panic away.  God orchestrated such a blessing by taking care of every need I had during my entire visit.

Seeing old friends and making new ones.  I met some amazing women of God who showed me relationship. I felt so honored and blessed; not once did I ever feel I was intruding on their space. You see I landed on their couch for 5 nights. When I woke up there was peace in their home and it carried the presence of God 24/7. Whether playing cards or worshiping to the guitar playing by Ritz, it was complete peace.

I had the opportunity to pray for the sick, physically and mentally at "The House of Healing" in Pasadena. The next morning I was invited to attend a meeting for Social Justice/Sex trafficking which was informative and I gained insight of the different levels of social justice.  Poverty links many to sex trafficking because they think of it as a quick fix when in essence it ruins lives. Pornography plays a huge roll in the need for sex and how that trickles down to sex trafficking young girls and boys.  Additionally how can you restore the lives of these individuals after such a horrific time of drug induced, forced sex and threats of harm?

Saturday evening I ministered at "The Well". It's where thirty of us prophesied and gave words of knowledge to appoximately 150 people lined up the street, hungry for what God wanted to say to them. After 5 hours of ministering I was seriously ready for bed.

Sunday morning I headed over to Praise Chapel in the Hollywood area to minister but the Lord had other plans. I could have gotten offended or disappointed but I didn't, I allowed the Holy Spirit to do what He wanted to do and how wonderful it was. I was able to do some more prophesying and praying over some in the church but my heart was touched by two young girls living in a drug infested hotel, give their hearts to the Lord and said "I want more Lord".

I will share some testimonies received after this time in Los Angeles, CA. I want to thank those who covered me in prayer, provided and loved on me while I was there. My plans are to return to Los Angeles soon. I am excited to see all that God is doing.

Blessings!! Tricia

Testimony of God's Goodness

Testimony of God's goodness:


For those of you who have been praying for my son MIcheal for his vision. Last report was, he was losing his vision and going blind. There was nothing else that could be done for his sight. This morning I received a call telling me his specialist is referring him to a cornea expert because the scar tissue has STOPPED GROWING and they believe the scar tissue blocking his vision can be REMOVED!!! and HE WILL SEE AGAIN! This is one happy momma!! I know this is an answer to the prayers that have been lifted up on his behalf. Thank you for your prayers. He goes Friday the 20th, please continue to pray for complete restoration to his eye sight.

If you need healing of any kind take this testimony as a confirmation of the fact that God heals!!!!!!

The Year 2012

2012 is not only the year of "Hope" but its the year I choose to walk in what God has shown me, that I am. In 2009-10 God showed me how He saw me and how much He loved me, and in 2010-11 was the year of God showing me what I am capable of doing if I would trust Him with the walk. I declare that 2012 will be the year, that all He has predestined me to be, the purpose He has for me will be put into effect. (Eph 1)