Purpose is Now

As I’ve been looking for the BIG THING, I feel like God’s showing me today how many miracles are the midst of my path in the small things – the little things lead to the big things. Three nights ago, I heard the heart of a woman in distress. She hadn’t seen her kids for Christmas in 4 years and dreading the Holidays. “I don’t think I can make it through another disappointment,” she said with tears in her voice.

I prayed with her a specific prayer for God to knit together their hearts and to make a way for this woman to have a healing and joyous season reunited with her daughters. The very next morning she texted me and said that her girls both had agreed to come to her ranch for Christmas in December.

He answered so fast it blew my mind! Then I heard the doubt creep in as we talked in celebration of this message. She hated to get her hopes up and then something changes between now and then. I heard the voice of my own heart connecting to hers as I know how she feels. I haven’t spent a Christmas with my children in many years either – since the divorce and I moved out of Texas.

It’s the oil we carry when we’ve been through pain that another has upon their hearts. It connects us and reminds us we’re all human. And in that vulnerability we find the beautiful moments when our hearts can speak truth – as little children praying out to a Sovereign God to help and heal us in the spaces that matter the most. It’s the hurt we keep hidden from a world that doesn’t accept weakness – but often sees it as an invitation to devour the uncovered and take advantage of those who are in suffering. These are the “women in the sand” as told by the disciples who witnessed Jesus covering the uncovered. He bent down and touched the ground as the author who needs no pen or pencil for he writes his story in our hearts. She’s one of us and she needs a breakthrough.

God is our protector and our waymaker and he sends the angels unaware into our paths – the prayer warriors too. I’m so happy to have had this encounter with this woman and it’s lighting a lamp inside of me once again to never stray away from the opportunity to pray with someone.

Where two or more are gathered in his name – he is in the midst of us.

Today I pray for the courage, strength and the wisdom to carry out the prayer candles to the very hearts who need to receive them now. I pray for God to go before me and prepare them to reach out and be vulnerable and to trust me with their secrets as I only wish to bring their needs before the throne of God and witness the power of prayer in miracles here on earth. I want to share his Glory and watch him light up the world in small ways that can become big ways. Every light that sets flame to another wick is part of the process that can change everything. I set out to finish this website today, make as many candles as possible with the check I received and to get out there and start spreading light. I’m so excited to report back here HIS miracles. I know they’re coming. I say yes to having a front row to what he’s about to do.

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Thank you!

A woman in Hollywood hired me to do some work for her (creative and web design) and offered me an opportunity to help her sell her camera equipment. She doesn’t realize that the unexpected money she sent to me is exactly the amount that pays for the printing of prayer request notes & a large batch of prayer candles to pass out. I’m excited to one day share with her what God does with this mission.

When you support our wish to pass out as many prayer candles as possible, you do more than buy wax and wicks – you’re opening a heart to prayer and igniting a flame in others. We believe every light that opens communication with another is as a candle stick used to light up every single wick that’s waiting for their own internal flame to be ignited.

We pray because we know God is a God of miracles, the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. We pray because “where two or more are gathered he is in our midst” – the power of two hearts joined together in prayer is powerful. We pray because we’re called to pray for our loved ones, our neighbors, strangers and even our enemies too. We pray because we know that God never fails to answer when his children reach for his help – and in that invitation we send out to the Heavens we know that lives change, hearts change and we are walking in faith as the light of the world – spreading our light to as many as will receive the gift of Christ.

Thank you for donating to fund our prayer candles. We distribute them throughout the planet and we couldn’t do it without you.

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Prayers for “S”

It’s not easy to find the courage to share FAITH. But the power of sharing our stories is speaking TRUTH that created the seed of faith. If you’ve lived through something unthinkable and received God’s unexplainable strength, provisions, healing and guidance in a true life story, there is no need to speak of faith. Faith is the SUBSTANCE of what you had hoped for and the very evidence that created the seed of faith you carry with you today.

I can’t help but share stories. It’s how we connect with others. And it just so happens that my favorite true-life stories are all tied to miracles – the events that defy logic and reasoning of the human mind. But they’re true stories. And that leads me into sharing my faith whether I intended to do so or not in the beginning.

Today I shared stories and prayed over a woman who is in a season of great transition. And I walked away not knowing what will come of this exchange but believing that God had a reason for us to meet and a seed that he wanted to plant in both of our hearts. So as I pick up the pen (or laptop) and say “yes” to sharing the true story of here and now, I lift my hands to the heavens and whisper, “Thy will be done.”

In my own hopes, I want to walk in the purpose God has placed in my heart, to see that the sacrifices I’ve made in moving thousands of miles away from my family and kids is for a good reason and I want to share the true stories that have inspired me in the past and enter my journey today. God never is finished with us and I know all things work for the good of those who love him and are called according to his purpose. I also hope to have provisions made that give me the means to do this – to carry out the good news as it unfolds. Specifically, I’m praying and asking God to send the funds needed to support this show; HIS show. (Edit: I got a check exactly 2 days later to start making the prayer candles for distribution).

I don’t need an audience to pray, but I do want to document the asking on this day. God willing, I will soon be sharing his stories with many hearts who need hope and truth, as many shared their stories with me when I needed the same.

I start this by sending prayers tonight to Heaven asking for a miracle for my new friend “S”. I ask for her to receive a miracle so that she might believe and to open her heart to Jesus and the overflowing love of the one who saved her out of captivity and desires to bring her closer. I ask that all spirits not of the Lord be destroyed and casted down – revealed and made small as the One true savior is placed in his rightful place on the throne of her heart. I pray for love, truth and the way home to be made clear.

In Jesus’ Name,

Amen

PS: My daughter and I prayed this morning for “S” and then me and my friend Roger from Texas prayed together for “S”. Both of them tonight sent me pictures from Florida and Texas (both at 8:17) of the moon over the ocean. Yes, Jesus is working miracles for that woman in the sand.

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The Prayer Candles

In 2022, my mother was diagnosed with a rare disease and given only 3 months to live. After receiving the call from my stepdad I immediately left Southern California and moved to Houston. There I felt helpless and wasn’t sure of what purpose I could truly serve. My mother and I love eachother very much but we’ve always had a hard time being close. We’re just such opposites in essentially every way possible. I frustrate her and she hurts my feelings – likely without even knowing she’s doing it.

I bought a large wax pot and started making candles with my dog Drako. We took them out into public on long walks, in shopping centers and throughout our daily journey in coffee shops and random places where we met beautiful people. Each tea light candle was made of pure beeswax with different colors and scents, then placed in a little drawstring gift bag with a note asking others to pray for my mom.

Sometimes prayer can be as simple as a single heart-string moment when you open up to hear the circumstances of another and let it in to your thoughts. Then that thought creates a feeling that creates another thought. The good ones are full of empathy and well wishes. Other times prayer can be a moment of silence when we think or speak outloud a wish for someone’s wellness and recovery of whatever situation they are facing. And then prayer can also be a joint effort of bodies, minds, hearts and intentions all focused on the same thing together, in the joining of hands and focus as words are spoken out loud for the good will of God to bless a person with healing, restoration or an answer to their problem.

I’ve seen prayer result in immediate miracles, in an overwhelming sense of peace about a thing or even in a vision or dream. For me personally, I often receive a song playing in my mind and I believe the angels send music with lyrics that speak what I needed to hear.

My mother is still alive today, more than 3 years after I received that call. I am grateful that God answers the heart cries of his children and I’m also convinced there is great power in numbers when we pray together. The scripture says, “Where 2 or more are gathered, GOD is in the midst of thee.” For this reason it’s important for us to be cautious of what we wish or speak upon another and likewise for us to gather together in a chord of hope and act out our faith in prayer by supporting one another in love. We are called to not only pray for our loved ones but for strangers and even for those who have hurt us. In doing so we not only fulfill the will of God but we attract blessing into our lives.

I made a new batch of prayer candles today with a hidden message that only God truly knows about. It’s kind of a secret but not forever. I pass these out to strangers and know that in doing so not only will my heart’s desires be spoken – even if only in a language the angels can understand. But also, in offering my heart for the good will of God in the lives of others; in you. We all have our troubles and our triumphs and much to offer in the name of Love.

If you received or found one of these prayer candles, I hope you will remember the story of my mother when you light your flame of faith. They aren’t just ordinary candles. They were made from the same hands and with the same intentions as before and the prayers that went up into the Heavens were not only heard but answered powerfully. And they will do the same for you.

Pray for the Script in the Sky and use my Prayer Wall link to record my personal email and send me your prayer requests. I look forward to knowing you – for in God we are all family and all knitted together in love.

Love, J

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Seeds and Sprouts

No one likes saying goodbye to a loved one. A few days ago I watched my Grandfather who took part in raising me as a little girl get buried and lowered into the ground over a Facetime feed from my daughter’s phone. I was walking through the Seattle airport, (which has great significance to me) with a face full of tears as the preacher prayed for the family to be given peace and love in this time of loss.

I know he’s not in that body. I know his soul (consciousness) has graduated from this plane and moved onto a greater assignment in a place we call the Heavens. I also know he’s still with us too as a guardian angel and a seed of love not only in our hearts but in our journeys as we continue on and pursue the race set before us in the time we are given here.

When my Granny passed in 2017 she left me with a seed of who she was. I received a beautiful dream that night and began having prophetic visions and a closeness to God and to my ancestors before me as the angels looking over me now. Magical things began happening in my life; even as I was enduring a time of great trial and tragedy in my physical world.

I’ve learned that when God takes something from us there is also soon thereafter a replacement given. And as the last man to have ever played a role of Father in my life, even if it was in a short season of my earliest beginnings, has now left this earth, I look for the sprout. I know something is coming – new love and new connection. I know I will recognize it when it arrives and it will bring new life and joy into a new season, inspiring me in a way I’ve never before known.

I pray on this night that whoever is reading this, for you too in your losses and changes of seasons to take heart and know that love is an eternal flame that never leaves us completely and always finds us anew. Love is a spirit as God is a spirit and Love never fails to begin again.

My Papa prayed for me constantly – fasting and placing my name before the throne of God. He was a quiet man and we didn’t speak often but when we did there was great depth and wisdom conveyed in his words. He bragged about my accomplishments in business and he always said the same phrase, “Girl with your tools, there’s nothing you can’t do.” But the thing he was most proud of was the book I wrote in 2017. He bought more copies than anyone and sent them out to everyone he knew. My Papa never had a negative word to say about anyone. He was humble and kind. He had a sarcastic sense of humor and a sharp tongue at times but he was a good, good man.

Tonight I post the seed of his body into the ground by the likes of my own creation I made in honor of him. It’s branches i collected from the shores of Malibu where the fires destroyed much. There in the ruins, I remembered the phrase, “He paints beauty with our ashes.” It was a slogan I held tightly in the writing of my book and I believe it’s a marker in my path now of what God is about to reveal in many things. I didn’t plan it this way but the lamp i made ended up resembling a flame – with the longest branch holding up what looks like a finger pointed towards the Heavens. That’s where the Father of Lights sends down his good gifts with no shifting of shadows or sorrow within.

May the flame of love burn brighter than ever in this new season as I pray. “Thy Kingdom come and thy will be done in earth as it is in Heaven.” In Jesus’ name – Amen….

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