We were cleaning up our green room this weekend when my eyes were drawn to Faytene Grassetchi’s painting of Jesus’ hand on the maple leaf. Genevieve had sent it with a hand-written sticky note that I kept on the frame – “We are praying with you and believing for provision re: your vehicle – Genevieve”. That prayer has finally be answered! We signed papers of ownership on Purim!
The story behind this vehicle journey:
Back in Feb 2018, God asked me if I wanted my preparation to step into office to take 2 years or 20 years before stepping into my destiny? Back in 2015, He had informed me my destiny was to be a Healing Evangelist with a prophetic anointing – a prophet like John the Baptist but functioning like an evangelist, headed to the office of evangelist. “In office of the five-fold ministry” simply means someone is tasked with training & equipping believers instead of bringing in the harvest of unbelievers (Ephesians 4:11-12). If you find yourself always drawn to and ministering to immature believers no matter how hard you try to find someone “to get saved”, chances are you are also called to office and will also have to successfully complete your preparation time to maturity if you want to reach your destiny assignment. Although man and religion may honor immature fools with a diploma on the wall, God doesn’t.
Ignorant of what that would ultimately mean, I jumped at the offer of the 2 year program. My “boot camp” began with instructions to step into 40 day water fast. I didn’t know ANYONE, nor could I even FIND anyone in church circles who had ever done such a thing, despite casting my queries far and wide, so I started in blind faith and trusted somehow God would keep me alive through it all. He did. During that fast, the LORD gave my husband instruction, confirmed 7 times over, that we were to GIVE away our silver Grand Caravan, leaving us with just my husband’s 2001 work car without working A/C. This meant I would be house-bound with 4 little kids for 95% of the time and now forced to be out of the church system, having to learn to feed myself without a spoon-feeding pastor and worship without an entertainment crew. I had to surrender my job and RN nursing license, burning my bridges to never return to nursing for where God was taking me would hurt so much, I would go running back to the “easy life” if I left myself a backup plan.
For 27 brutal months, God taught us contentment while He pruned away the dependence upon Mammon & Religion and built our trust on His provision and faithfulness that He will provide for what He requires. Whenever we NEEDED to be somewhere, a ride would suddenly manifest.
One wild example was when I was awakened around 3am in the morning and informed by the LORD I had to go to Hamilton to meet Charlie Shamp in person the following evening. A) I had no way to get there. B) I didn’t WANT to go to that church as it had a lot of witchcraft present there, disguised as the prophetic, which would have my body in a lot of pain. (*Balaam and Simon the Sorcerer could “prophesy” but it didn’t make them messengers anointed and appointed by God.) “I heard ya, God, but no can do.” I dismissed the instruction as a joyful impossibility that made my rebellious attitude easy to excuse away. Moments later, a prophet CALLED me around 3:30am, which had me scrambling to pick up the phone so as to not wake up the family. She informed me God had just woken her up and that she was to drive all the way to Niagara Falls to pick me up and bring me to Hamilton. Why??? *sigh* No way to weasel out of this one. Charlie Shamp called me out of the crowd by name with identifiers no one but my husband and God knew about my obedience steps (giving away my wedding ring diamond and diamond earrings, and turning my back on my family legacy to pursue covenant with the Most High God) and proceeded to answer some painful questions I had asked God but was too wounded and raw from all the intense pruning to receive the answer from Him, so He pulled in a foreign prophet to tell me on live TV. Humbling and reassuring at the same time!
By Febuary 2020, I reminded God my 2 years were up, a date I had clung to for survival. If I could simply grit my teeth and survive the pain, it would be easy from here on out. Oh, no! He informed me I successfully passed boot camp. But now, I qualified to enter Special Forces Training with instructions to watch G.I. Jane. That movie made me want to throw up and I don’t recommend it for the faint of heart or those with religious spirits. Everything within me wanted to throw in the towel, knowing that what I had just endured for 2 years was considered “Kindergarten” of where He was going to take me next. If that wasn’t bad enough, it came with a warning – only 4 out of 10 people who start this journey would survive to completion. All of this submission and crucifying my flesh and it still wasn’t good enough to get promoted??? Nope! There’s still too much flesh and not enough intimacy! Resigned, I gave God my defeated yes. Honestly, my mind was in the place of “Die trying, or die for the devil so might as well end with purpose advancing the Kingdom of Heaven.” I had no faith at all that I’d survive the brutal preparation of Spiritual Special Forces Training to step into office.
2020 arrived. Welcome to COVID! A homeless, unemployed, practicing Rabbi and family moved in with us – a Holy Spirit filled Gentile family (that were hidden DNA Jews, but he didn’t know that at the time) – with full expenses paid by us while they healed enough to get back up and functional. Talk about FIRE! If that wasn’t enough, then we ended up with a micro-preemie born dead/resurrected/healed through a grueling 98 day spiritual/emotional/physical battle in the hospital.
Since Feb 2018, we were forbidden from purchasing a vehicle ourselves, despite having the cash in the bank – it was our forbidden fruit. Would we rely on our OWN ability or trust in God’s plan and provision and timetable? Then to add to the crucifying, we had instruction to pay for a pastor and spouse to travel to Israel on a tour, provide the down payment on a house for a Bible college trained man whose marriage had fallen apart but not YET fully divorced, so that he could at least get visitation rights to his children. (*Since then, his marriage & family have been restored!), and pay for the first and last month’s rent for the Rabbi’s family once they were back on their feet almost 5 months after arrival. (*They have since taken in stranded families themselves and published the book I prophesied he would write!) As soon as we had scraped to save enough up to even think about purchasing a vehicle, God had us giving it all away, time and time again!
With our micro-preemie in NICU, we required a reliable vehicle to commute 2 hrs daily to McMaster Hospital. By this point, the work car was literally bolted together to make it safe enough to lift up on the mechanic’s hoist and the leaking hoses were deemed impossible to fix without a total engine replacement. We clung to the prophesy that God would give us a maroon van larger than our previous one (so the Silver Grand Caravan) that would involve money but that the van would be given to us. This would NOT be the 8 seater Pacifica that was in multiple other different prophesies. While I was in the ICU recuperating myself & my baby in NICU, my husband received a dream to travel to a dealership several hours away. He found it online and scheduled a test-drive on their silver van. Just as he arrived, a maroon Town & Country 7 seater pulled onto the parking lot so my husband took it for a test-drive and signed to purchase it on the spot for $6900+tax with cash, considerably cheaper than it was worth – a win-win for both the dealership owner during COVID lockdowns & for us who got a deal. The bread we cast on many waters did indeed come back, just as we needed it and not a moment too soon or too late!
Now jump forward to November 2022. Our family was now up to 11, still with a 7 seater and we’re right back in round 2 of a house-bound season – 5 bio kids, 2 unofficially spiritually adopted teens we took in part time during COVID whose family fell apart under the spiritual warfare pressure of “shellshock” (one of the 6 of 10 that didn’t make it through Special Forces training) , Grandma and Pa with Alzheimer’s who were evicted under the mandates from their nursing home for refusing the mandatory 3 vaccines and us parents, plus all the others being evicted or losing jobs for not being vaxxed. Our house turned into the “Crashmat House” since we were mortgage free and as such no one could kick us out or withhold mortgage renewals while our community scrambled to creatively rehome 5 families. (*How we got mortgage free testimony HERE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_ArOvWW5j4&list=PLaicgDBOR4vU816NgrPz3yVR8oDEGuvEo&index=2 ) We had relied on carpooling during the tightest squeeze in part for everyone to throw every spare dollar into keeping our community family afloat, at one point 2 fulltime workers keeping 20 afloat. As one prophet previously said, “It was the worst of times and best of times!” We got to witness what true God-fearing community and unconditional love produced! By November 2022, several families had moved away onto their next seasons of destiny, leaving our options for carpooling threadbare and chafing in their serving.
God, what do we do? We FINALLY received the green light to start looking for personal solutions. The first vehicle “opportunity” that was offered to us that we could afford in November was $3000 for a rat-infested engine of a Dodge Caravan that needed numerous repairs to get on the road. It was older and in worse shape than the functional 2003 we gave away in 2018 …but it was a vehicle and we were desperate. The harrowing demonic mental warfare has us feeling like mentally unbalanced beggars while God kept “withholding” our promised and prophesied provision while still “demanding” we pour sacrificially into everyone else around us. Notice the temptation to get bitter? Envious? Rejected? Doubt & Unbelief? But God said NO! That was both frustrating and relieving at the same time. I don’t know about you, but rats make my skin crawl! He certainly has a way of bringing people to their knees and crucifying the flesh to get us to learn the lessons we need in our toolbox to advance into our destinies!
By Hanukkah, I was in full blown severe caregiver’s burnout as we had no external help with dealing with 2 unvaxxed dementia patients in-house while homeschooling my own 5 kids plus trying to minister to all the shipwrecked families being sent our way that the corporate church had abandoned while still demanding the tithes be brought to their business coffers. There was seemingly no time to get out of the house to recharge. Despite my enjoyment of sharing what God is downloading to whoever will listen, I’m actually an introvert and need ALONE TIME to recharge, something that became non-existent since Grandma & Pa moved in since I’m the one with the nursing background. But God! Something broke in the spirit realm during that massive blizzard of a generation where all of our core families were protected and accounted for. Not a single one, including the farm animals, suffered damage or died like we heard reports from so many others. When our community finally realized that despite my strong personality and ability to endure what has killed many others, I am NOT made of steel. I was crumbling at the seams from the non-stop pressure of staying strong for everyone else as their lives fell apart. This realization spurred them into action, sending Stephen and I away for a much-needed couple days of vacation in a “bunkie” while they pulled together to hold down the fort…sort of. I’m grateful for their effort and everyone remained alive! *chuckle*
It was during that Hanukkah week that our focus shifted from what we could AFFORD (Poverty mindset) to “What do we need to fulfill our prophetic destinies?” (Faith) We would need a vehicle with reliability for extensive traveling (*despite not knowing WHERE we would be traveling), a vehicle able to tow a trailer / equipment for our eldest teen’s career opportunities, and other various specifics. After we gave God our list of what needs we could identify from our various prophetic words, my 11 yr old son had a dream that my father was standing in a barren field pondering if they should give us $10,000, something that as far as he & we was aware was a complete impossibility. We came into agreement with it and decreed it to be so. Within 24 hrs, it materialized.
We now had some cash to work with and began searching for test-driving vehicles, narrowing down the options based on what worked with carseats or Grandma/Pa’s mobility issues. We landed upon the Buick Enclave, which was later confirmed by a prophet friend in Lebanon who was out of the loop on that adventure. Stephen’s parents offered us $7000 cash to put towards the vehicle, enabling us to look at newer models that ironically reduced our monthly insurance costs…a gift that keeps on giving!
The day we were deciding on whether to purchase this specific Enclave, we got a word during bedtime prayer that the 10 year old prophesy of the “NEW [*so 2023] Pacifica 8 seater with a vacuum in the back” would arrive in 2 wks (around March 20th – first day of Spring, Rosh Chodesh Nissan is March 22th for the beginning of God’s New Year). Would we proceed with the Enclave or wait for the Pacifica to arrive?? Afterall, what’s another 2 weeks after so many years of waiting? In a twist from the norm, we got the green light to proceed with the purchase of the Enclave AND still expect the Pacifica, which would provide us with 15 seats – enough for our family and another to travel together.
We had previously received a confirming prophetic word that we weren’t to sell anything, not even a car, so that led to pondering who our current Town & Country 7-seater would be given to. A name was provided, and in faith we reached out some feelers to find out about that person’s vehicle situation. It was confirmed they too had received prophecies a year prior that they would be given a van despite not needing that large of a vehicle at that time. When this manifests, it would be the 3rd vehicle (4 if you include returning the Ishmael) we have been instructed to give away plus another cash gift to purchase another family’s vehicle during this whole journey. The first one was given away with a fearful, grudging heart. The last one was given with excitement and gratitude that God had given us the privilege and ability to bless others while we trusted He would have our backs. God requires purification and maturation of heart motives, not merely sufficient head knowledge.
We also have recent words that we will be able to pay off people’s mortgages…not a single mortgage but there’s an S on the end of that word, within the next 12 months and not of people we would THINK to bless but those who others would deem to be in the categories of “enemies” and “serves them right!” That miracle needs to manifest by April 30th when the first mortgage God has highlighted comes up for renewal. That means God is going to show up and show off in a MASSIVE way in my life somehow and soon! Me, a stay-at-home mom with seemingly no career opportunities left and almost no social life outside the 4 walls of my home since 2018! Never put God in a box of where or how His provision can manifest! God knows where you live and how to create divine appointments when the timing is right!
On Purim (March 7th, 2023), we signed for a Buick Enclave 2014 that still looked brand new as if it was owned by a single businessman & used only for work with low mileage. The final cost to our bank account was only $2750 (Total: $19,750) – less than the rat-infested engine that we started looking at and no repairs needed! When we chose to humble ourselves and stay submitted to the purifying fires, surrendering to His timetable instead of our own, God certainly has a way of getting the spotlight and creating a testimony that brings Him glory!
G1975 – to travel, to journey, to make a hostile inroad/overrun/march over (**The Kingdom of Darkness)
H1975 – this/there
G2750 – bandage, grave clothes, wrappings (**referencing Lazarus’ graveclothes ordered to be removed upon resurrection)
H2750 – burning, fierce, hot, outburst. Intense (anger) (**anger against wickedness & abuse perpetrated by the wicked hearts upon the righteous)
G2014 – epiphaino = to show forth, to appear, to bring to light, to become visible
H2014 – benumbing, cessation, stopping
Lamentations 3:48-51 NLT – Tears stream from my eyes because of the destruction of my people! My tears flow endlessly; they will not STOP (H2014) until the Lord looks down from heaven and sees. My heart is breaking over the fate of all the women of Jerusalem.
ENCLAVE:
1. A country or part of a country lying wholly within the boundaries of another.
2. A distinctly bounded area enclosed within a larger unit: ethnic enclaves in a large city.
Genevieve’s prayer of provision for a vehicle has BEEN fulfilled, and yet we eagerly anticipate another layer as we look forward to watching how Pacifica’s arrival WILL BE fulfilled in less than 2 weeks! Recently, God has been stretching me into a new realm of getting specific dates in my journaling with corresponding action steps that feel like I’m jumping off a cliff all over again. Since January, those dated events have all begun to manifest. So, in faith, we declare publicly and agree in expectancy with His date of the 2023 Pacifica 8-seater with a vacuum in the back being given to us “in 2 wks” (*From March 6th). I must admit, I can’t wait to see what on earth a “vacuum in the back” is going to look like! Will it be a hand-held cheerio-sucker-upper or a full-sized pet-hair-pulling, deep cleaning house carpet vacuum or a 3rd option I don’t yet know exists? Either way, I’m sure God will get the last laugh when I figure out the symbolism behind His choice? After all, we LIVE out prophetic words! What we live out symbolically will eventually happen to the rest of the corporate body, so get excited about the days of RECOMPENSE coming upon His children!
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