One Morning while at work I decided to listen to a sermon by Pastor Devon Franklin titled “Back to the Future”. I sat, partially in a daze as I worked on one of the most boring music research projects ever. Suddenly I felt something like a shock or wave flow through my body.
“The longer you keep a line to your past that line will act like a chain that keeps you from your future… Do you know what you’re stuck in?!!”
he asked with a fevered passion. I felt it again... this time I stopped focusing on my research project and grabbed a pen and pad. It’s rare moments like this that causes me to say to myself “Girl get your popcorn ready and take a seat! God just told him all of your business!”
This is not the first time God has sent his messengers for me.
I truly believe that God had set up a direct line to my spirit for Bishop TD Jakes, Pastor Devon Franklin, First lady Serita Jakes, Sarah & Cora Jakes, Pastor Stephanie Ike & Pastor John Gray. He must have told them all of my business and gave permission for them to tell everyone in their congregation knowing that eventually it will reach me.
That’s the type of Gossip that I don’t mind.
So here I am, at work listening to Pastor Franklin tell all of my business to One Church LA… “Stop trying to understand the UN-understandable!”
“Really God? You told him about that too? Seesh!” I mumbled to myself while giggling at His sense of Humor.
Amen! I shouted, in my mind. On the outside I was professional, calm and unassuming careful not to disturb anyone in my nearly dead silent office. Besides the constant tapping of a keyboard or an occasional conversation by my coworkers you would not be able to tell that there were 9 people on the floor I worked on.
But oh! On the inside... My spirit shouted, clapped, jumped and smiled because something broke deep deep down in my spirit.
After the sermon ended I began to re-read the notes I took mindful that I have to get back to the project I had been working on. I sat marveled at the revelation, I had lived most of my adult life chasing the ghosts of my past.