I Have Plans For You….

who am iI am so humbled to have been asked to be an author on this blog…..when I was first asked, my initial response was fear and apprehension and doubt…..but as the Father said “It’s time….”, I began to feel the grounding stability of His belief in me come alive in the deepest parts of who I am.  There is so much inside of my spirit and my heart that I know I am to share…..and I trust Him to help me share WHAT I am to share and WHEN I am to share it.  But I know where I am to start….because it’s burning inside of me with His fingerprint on it saying “This…now…”

No matter where you find yourself in your life at this moment…..don’t give up on yourself and don’t give up on God!  No matter what you have done, what you have put yourself through, what others have put you through, what life has put you through, what the enemy has put you through…..don’t give up!

Nine months ago, my life as I knew it ended.  I found myself in a place where I couldn’t even see tomorrow, much less a future.  I saw no hope.  I saw no going on.  I was shattered and numb.  I would look at myself in the mirror and wonder who that person was that looked back at me.  I didn’t recognize anything in her eyes.  I would stare at them in complete unrecognition of who looked back at me.  And I would doubt.  And I would fear.  And I would question.  Until it would be so overwhelming I would turn away and forget what I had seen because it was too painful to try to digest.  I knew He had answers for me….and I knew I would hear them…..but the pain was too thick at the time to recognize clarity of any sort.  I would lay in bed at night, curled up in a ball of pain that was so intense I could only feel pieces of it at a time.  My heart was bleeding and tearing so violently on the inside….yet my face was chiseled like stone showing nothing.  I couldn’t utter a word.  I couldn’t listen to music.  I couldn’t read a book.  Hearing voices would make me cringe because the assault on my senses was just too much to handle.  Because I had to do something with it.  Anything that required me to process thoughts or emotions was more than I could take.  jer. 29_11I would run to my room and hide.  And I would hear this tender whisper on the inside…”I have plans for you.”   I recognized His voice.  I know His voice.  We are intimate, He and I.  He touches me where no one else can…..in the most tender places of my heart.  His whisper would be like a salve on the raw places of my heart.  I couldn’t speak.  I couldn’t respond.  Silent tears would roll down my face and I would lay still and quiet.  And I would choose to believe that it was true.  Because He is the only truth.  I have learned that no matter how real circumstances and emotions feel at the moment, the only truth that will stand and remain is Him and what He says about me.  So I believed Him.  He is faithful.  And as the days and weeks and months have somehow gone by, I find myself hearing that same whisper I have heard over and over, “I have plans for you…”   When I couldn’t see them…”I have plans for you.”   When I would wonder what they were…”I have plans for you…”  When I was doubting myself….”I have plans for you.”  And they are good plans.  They are plans of hope.   And although the future I foresaw myself having does not exist anymore, He has plans for my future….and for yours.
the inside….”I have plans for you…”

Jer 29:11 (NIV) “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

So, thank you for letting me be a new addition to this amazing, supernatural blog.  Please know that this is the beginning of those plans that He has for me…..and I am humbled and excited at what He has in store for you and for me…because His ways are far above our ways and His thoughts are so far beyond ours…..and they’re always so much bigger and better than we could ever imagine.

  • It’s About the Testimony

    John Bradley
    John Bradley

    His name was John Bradley Morrison. I first met him early in 2004 at a morning bible study hosted by Pastor Ken Smith of Heartland Church in Brownwood, Texas. Brad was handsome, charismatic, funny and had an infectious smile, the kind of gentleman you hoped to know better. I sensed that somehow our lives were going to be connected in some way, little did I know just how much.

    Just days before Brad walked into Heartland Church, he introduced himself to Pastor Dawn and told her of his past. Brad said to her, “I want to know God, am I in the right place?” She said, “You’re in the right place and you’re not the first.” Brad’s past mistakes troubled him and caused him great pain in his life.

    I wanted to see Brad hook up with us in our bible study and win in Christ and he did just that, Brad became a doer of the word and grew in the faith week by week. He was so hungry for the Word, that we nicknamed him “Sponge Brad Square Pants,” he identified with the name and even got up once in front of the whole church and spoke of those early days in his pursuit of God and his new nickname.

    From time to time I would counsel with Brad and he’d talk about the pain of his past and how it was troubling his soul. His job required him to drive many miles each day from city to city, as he drove, Holy Spirit would settle on him at times and he would weep and weep. God was washing him and cleansing him over and over again.

    In mid-October, 2006, Brad went on a church group cruise. I remember Brad and several of us were touring through the ship before we set sail. We walked into one of the lounges where they had Karaoke in the evenings. Brad did great impressions, especially of Hank Hill as well as other characters, so we asked him to step up on the stage and entertain us, we took our seats as he began to do impressions. Unknown to us there was a man behind the curtain who was tuning a piano, the man began to play a song and Brad sang along with the tune. After hearing Brad sing for a few bars, we heard the man from behind the curtain say, “Next!” Brad said, “Next song?” The man responded with, “No, next entertainer!” We all cracked up in laughter.

    In the summer months of 2006, my wife and I were shown in dreams and visions that Brad and our daughter Wendy were to be married. We didn’t say a word to either one of them but in late October, Brad came to my wife and I, to her son Jason, his wife Jodie and our pastors and asked permission to date our daughter; It was pure, holy, God ordained and the one word that best describes Brad is “honor”.

    They dated in our living room, we called it “the parlor” and kept their relationship pure before God, sensing a divine appointment had come into their lives and they didn’t want to mess it up. Little did we know, that we were all on a path of a divine encounter with God.

    Our Brad knew how to make everyone feel special regardless if it was the first time you met him or as a long time acquaintance.

    Wendy and Brad married December 8, 2006 in the living room of our home and the ceremony was attended by his family and pastors. During the wedding, Holy Spirit moved upon Wendy’s brother Jason as he went into travail and continued throughout the entire ceremony.

    Brad was diagnosed with cancer in June of 2007, it was inoperable and he was valiant in his fight, standing in faith each day. He never complained or showed any anger or bitternress. So many people were praying and standing in faith right alongside with him even though we weren’t seeing the healing manifest that we knew God could do at any moment.

    When I asked the Father why we hadn’t seen his healing manifest, I heard Him say, “It’s about the testimony.” The next morning while in my quiet time, I asked the Father to help me better understand the testimony and He said, “You have to understand the testimony.” I knew then that things weren’t going to go the way we all expected, I knew that God has something special planned, but we would have to walk this out together with Brad to see what it was.

    As the months passed and Brad’s illness progressed, the Lord began to show us that there wasn’t going to be a healing miracle for him, and yet knowing this, we still prayed and battled right alongside with Brad every day.

    Two weeks and six days before Brad passed away, we went and picked him up from his home and brought him over to our house for the afternoon. He loved it in our home, it was a special place for him and has been for years for those who love God. He wept at the thought of leaving so we let him stay as long as he wished.

    Five days before Brad passed away he came to Wendy and my wife, telling them he didn’t feel ‘right.’ My wife came and asked me to come and pray for him. When I laid hands on his shoulders, I immediately went into travail, voicing to God in deep anguish all of our discouragement, pain and disappointment. In the battle against cancer, we had arrived at the place where there was nothing else we could do spiritually for Brad. As long as I live, I don’t think I will ever forget how helpless it feels to be in that place.

    As we were praying for him that night, I saw a vision of Jesus suffering on the cross, He was struggling for breath as his body lifted up and then back down. Jesus and I were breathing in sync together, over and over as He labored to breathe, I labored to breathe. I suddenly knew this was why Jesus bore the cross for all mankind, so we could come when we are helpless, hopeless and desperate and in time of need. Oh, the cross, how dear it us to the saints of God.

    Brad fought the good fight of faith and his body and soul was tired, and his quality of life had all but diminished. It was time to release him to Jesus at the cross and in deep sorrow I released Brad to Christ. When I did this, the mood of the holy encounter with Christ changed, I told my wife and daughter to listen, God wanted to speak. My wife and I didn’t hear anything but his wife Wendy heard, “I will come to Brad tonight and reveal Myself to him.” After that, the travail lifted, leaving the three of us in awe of this holy encounter with Jesus and the presence of God that rested upon us afterwards.

    That night, the Lord gave me a dream about what happened in the encounter that evening, He showed me a very corporate hand-off procedure that represented Brad was being handed off to Jesus. I saw an envelope with Brad’s name on it being transferred from our hands to Holy Spirit and then to Jesus. I woke up immediately after the dream at 2:00 AM and cried out to God, “Why Brad, why him Lord?” I heard the father say, “Brad has lived a tormented life and even tormented in death. He’s with Me now”.

    Brad bravely kept his faith and as our dear pastor ministered words of comfort to him that is was okay to go on and get his reward in heaven, he responded with a barely perceptible “amen.” Brad’s physical struggle eased and he went into a place of peace. Earlier the nurses were administering pain medicine ever half-hour and after prayer with his pastor, to my knowledge, he didn’t need anymore. Brad slipped away four hours later on Thursday, April 3, 2008 in our home, he was surrounded by his family.

    The night of his passing, I was awakened in the middle of the night by the Lord and once again I asked Him to help me understand the testimony, I told the Father our hearts were saddened and we needed to understand.

    The Father began to say, “I didn’t do what was best for Me but what was best for Brad”. Truly, God would have a received a great testimony should the miracle have occurred, and I thought of the analogy of a card game, where God was holding an unbeatable hand but chose to fold so Brad could win. Brad could have been healed but it wouldn’t have ended his torment.

    Some of us have things in our past which the judicial system and society has labeled us with. Brad lived with this every day. Everywhere Brad lived his past followed him, there was no way of getting away from it as long as he lived.

    After this, I began to see God in a way, a way that I had never seen Him before, instead of glorifying Himself, He did what was best for Brad. The bible says “And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to {His} purpose. Romans 8:28

    “And God has proven His faithfulness by giving us His own Son which was better for us than it was for God. He who did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him over for us all, how will He not also with Him freely give us all things?” Romans 8:32

    This is the testimony that to those who love God you can trust Him to do what’s best for you in every situation regardless what it pertains too. The Father once asked my wife, “Do you want me to give you what you think you want or what you really want”? Trust Him in every situation and I pray that you will get understanding and grow in knowledge of Him character each day.

    Brad’s now totaly healed and experiencing glorious wonders beyond our ability to express or understand. The life and spirit behind his inspired prayers will continue to bear fruit in our lives and produce a great harvest in the days and years to come. I look forward to seeing him again when Christ comes!

    In loving memory of a dear son, a brother in Christ, whom we were proud to know, to love and whom we will miss dearly.
    To read the dreams Holy Spirit gave our family only a few days following our dear brother in Christ passing click here… Holy Dreams

    Bro. Bill