Love Revolution.

Shifting in the Heavens.

Revival is really raining down. I saw a shirt today on C28 that said, “The next revival will not be broadcasted on tv but in secret.” It made me think of revival in solemn assembly. I do not think it should have to be in private but not like “hey look at us we are in revival”! I think revival needs to be not only for one region but for the whole body of Christ. How do revive the church? How do we get people to burn for Christ and lay their life down to sit at his feet? The revival has to start in each one of us. Every person is called to burn. John Wesley said, Catch yourself on fire and others will come to watch you burn. No one in the body of Christ is called to complacency. Read the New Testament. Live to burn for him and when your flame goes out hopefully your body will go out too! With the day of Atonement last week our community of believers really made a big deal of it. For two weeks the church was fasting and praying every night at the church.  Revival is happening in our community but we do not want it to end in Shreveport we want to hit the whole world. We– meaning the hands and the feet of the body of Christ. 

Last night God kept me awake all night. I took communion before I got in bed and it was the most moving supper I have ever had. Pastor preached on not being Destination Sick, or not serving God for his hand or emotional euphoric experiences but loving his face and only seeking his face. I came home and turned on Matt Gillum and had a party with Jesus. It is a new level that I can not explain in English, my soul could explain! Haha.. During communion I realized that this life really does not matter to me at all. I’m just passing through. I was broken when I really started thinking about Christ Jesus allowing me to just pass through with the covenant of his blood. Thank you Jesus. I know this is so simple and was revealed to me and the whole body a long time ago, I just know there are many layers and Christ will let you get closer and closer to him by revealing more and more of his love! I just focus on Psalms 51:10, and creating a clean vessel that The Holy Spirit can flow through, and then seeking him like a lover in Song of Solomon or Isaiah 55:6. God kept me awake all night to listen to him and the chaos in my building. The noise was not bothering me, I sleep to it every night as long as I have my Keith Miller, Atmosphere of the Spirit playing softly. Last night I could not sleep I prayed for God to give me rest I even read scriptures on resting, and then I realized that maybe he wanted me to be a watchman that night. I guess an intercessor needed a night off! I was not in constant deep prayer, just in and out of sleep and praying for everyone that I could hear talking. I went into my living room and I was listening to some glory music just soaking and my neighbor turned on loud gospel music. She is a single white mother, the stereotypical junkie. I looked at my clock and it was 4:28am. My first reaction was she is trippin’ and this was the only thing on Tv, and then I started listening to the words of the song, it was just saying Thank you Jesus I love you for what you have done for me. She listened to that same song for an hour on repeat. It was really anointed. Something in me broke when I realized that people next to me were reaching out for Gods face and I had done nothing to show it to her. Even if she was on a trip there was something in her screaming out for God to grab her hand. I knew then that she was hungry for God and that she had probably grown up Spirit-filled or had been around it. I think God kept me up all night to hear that. Thank you Jesus, for what you have done in my life I love you.. In my eyes she does not have a good life, but she is still thankful. I broke. I had to repent. I try to be Christ-Like in every way but I have passed her and I have not had the courage to love on her because she looks hard to love. Anyways I am so sorry God and I will change my thinking even more.. TAKE ME LOWER LORD and release me from the captivity of the fear of Man. Anyways God restored my sleep. I have had the most blissful day that I have had in a really long time. Glory to the King who reigns forever and ever!

Liger Goes to the Pound.

Dad would say humane society, but I will just say cruel and unjust pound. In Liger’s case it may be a just place for the demon of a Persian fluff ball cat, but I will still say it is a cruel place. I volunteered at a “humane society” for awhile a few years back. It was when I was really big into animals, an active member in the Anti-Vivisection Society always writing senators, representatives, and corporations gruelingly long angry letters about animal rights. I would try to convince everyone to be a vegetarian, even though I was never a vegetarian because of animal rights, I did go vegan for awhile to be the animals advocate. I also would go in sit on a quilt in the middle of a park and toke and laugh about how my life was all about love, we called it the Summer of love.. I really had no idea what love was. I claimed to live in all of this love but in all actuality I was searching for a love that I had lost several years before. Back to Liger (I always have to get so stinkin’ spiritual and heavy.. Ease up Audra.. Gaaa) this cat is seriously so mean but he is really smart. He will chase you and play hide- and- go-seek. Well my parents moved and I guess that made Liger mad, he went no. 1 all over my Mom’s couches! My Mom started going off (actually I was not there so I don’t know what actually happened but knowing the mad logic of the Frederick household, Im sure this is what happened!). Dad got mad packed Liger and his science Diet up in his truck and dropped him at the pound along with a $40 guilt donation, purposely while my sister was sleeping! Mom got physically sick and locked herself in the bedroom while Andi went into hysterics. I was told and got very mad. To say the least either Daddy felt bad that he had abandoned little Liger or he knew that he would have three women really mad at him for a really long time. The funny thing is that he had to pay to get all of Liger’s shots updated and to get a chip installed. Now Liger is formally the Anti-Christ. Haha.. So Dad’s little anger driven outing with Liger cost a pretty penny. Haha.. That makes me laugh really hard. A coworker came up and I was laughing out loud at my own jokes..   

The Passenger

I found myself in anger, I cried out in despair I prayed, "Lord let them hear me! Let just one person care!"

I raised my voice to heaven as the train kept moving on

As we passed behind the church yard I could hear the worship songs.

I cried out all the louder to the Christians there inside but they raised the chorus louder not hearing me outside.

I knew they heard the whistle and the clacking of the tracks

They knew that I was going to die and still they turned their backs.

I said, "Father in heaven how can your people be so very hard of hearing to the cry of one like me?"

I shouted, "please have mercy! Just a prayer before I die"

But they sang a little louder to the Holy One on high.

They raised their hands to heaven but blood was dripping down

The blood of all the innocent their voices tried to drown.

They have devotions daily, they function in my name

And they never even realized it was I upon that train.

"For as much as you’ve done it to the least of my brethren, you have done it unto Me."

Jesus Christ.

The Lord is with You Mighty Warrior!

This past week has been a blur of the supernatural. God has been showing up, or maybe I am just noticing him more, because I know he is always here. I do not know if I blogged about this, but about three weeks ago I was taking a shower and talking to God. He told me that I was supposed to move in with the poor to know how live a life without luxury. Humility is the only way to the Kingdom. Think Beatitudes! Shreveport as many may know is a mini Harlem. Kind of dangerous when you go from Austin to Kentucky to here. It’s good my life started off in Aldine/Houston! So, over the past couple of weeks I tried to get into the worst of the worst neighborhoods. I never felt peace about any place, when you’re spirit led feeling peace is the icing on the cake! Finally there was peace about a place. The Fairmont. It is downtown a few streets away from the bottom boys (the gang that likes to kill FBI people). I feel safe though because I know I am in the will of God and because my Angel has been spotted several times lately! The building is full of people to love on! I have met so many people who just need love. Plus God is using the most unlikely candidates to follow out his will. My house was added to the “protected” houses. There is a little group of people that say they protect/run the place! Ummm.. Kind of sounds like a gang or mob but hey if that is who God wants to use to protect me from another dealer or lowlife then in Jesus name send me gang members to be my angels. Then they will see the love of Christ and they will come to know my sweet savior! I think I am more afraid of the army of roaches. I feel like im living a ‘Joe’s Apartment’ scene! Roach Rodeo! Haha! Plus, I see Jesus in needy people more than anyone else, so I would rather be around them anyways. My house is supposed to be a house of refuge and love. I went into a vision the other day and saw one of the lobbies filled with people, there was a crazy glow around them, and it was warm but cold out side. There was a feeling of comfort and home. They were all there to hear the word of the Lord and to worship. I know this will happen. Racial barriers will crash, Addiction will crumble, and love will explode! My parents came to visit and bring me my furniture and they really lifted me up when they were not negative at all, even though the enemy was on assignment to scare them. It was chaotic! They minister to me so much by trusting in God. I know it has to be hard to be my parents. They will have a lot of crowns in Heaven because I have put them through the ropes with my life before Christ and then all of my transitions. It was even prophesied that all of the problems they had were to form me and my sister as a ministers. I am their witness that they really went through the fire in every circuit of life. They will be restored for everything! They are mighty in God’s eyes!

My angel

Our church is going thorough a time of prayer and fasting, especially during Rosh Hashanah. We have had prayer everyday at God’s House and miraculous and supernatural is becoming normal. Anyways two sundays ago a small group of us were praying and manifesting Glory by talking about the Kingdom. We were entertaining Angels big time. I still have scales on my eyes, but I could physically feel them, I could spiritually feel them, and I could hear them. It has always been the desire of my heart to see my personal Angel “Guardian Angel”. We were sitting there and this prophet starts flipping out saying that he (my angel) is behind me. She said, “He is an African warrior 8ft tall and muscular, he is dressed like a warrior with the sphere and rings. His name is Kabashi!” WOW! That was amazing! I had been asking God for a really long time to reveal at least my Angels name to me, low and behold he was spotted by other people all night long! God satisfies the desires of your heart, even if they are not important at all.  The next night at prayer my bishop saw an African warrior angel at the church while he was praying. It could have been my uncles angel though, because God gave him two African warrior angels to protect him. 

Anyways, These past couple weeks have been remarkable. God told me in prayer that I needed to stop being arrogant with self starting an orphanage and I needed to rescue someone dilapidating work. I fought God because I thought it would be an impossible task. I told one of my dearest friends in Uganda about what God had spoken and the next day she knew of someone that would want to work with ZAO. Well it turns out that this ministry not only wanted to partner with Zao but decided that it was God’s will for them to sign their orphanage over to Zao. They have many other works, and The Grace House Project (the orphanage) was a side ministry to help out several children after they were left homeless after another orphanage shut down. I will not go into that story! Anyways God has opened doors that no man can close. Glory be to Jesus who is good all the time! The Grace House has ten children in a three bedroom house. A friend reminded me of a conversation that we had a while back about the talents parable. There were three servants who got different amount of talents. I am claiming the ten talent blessing over the Grace House! This December the Zao board is going to Kampala Uganda to see the Grace House. We will get all of the information and pictures (I know Americans!) And then we will come home and raise support for the Grace House! It will grow tremendously fast! There is nothing God wants more than to see the his kingdom unfold! Here we are to please you daddy! 

 

Lyle and his family came to Shreveport this weekend, I had forgotten how much I missed having brothers! He was preaching about how our DNA actually makes a song. How God sang over us in creation, and how 2% of us is completely individual DNA, and how we can not step into Gods perfect alignment without walking out your individual lives song that God sang over you and your DNA even is proclaiming! WOW! What a revelation. He also spoke about being individual and calling out your title that Heaven speaks over you. He used the story of Gideon and how the Lord called him a mighty warrior, even though Gideon claimed to be weak. He actually was walking in false humility.  Stop walking in false humility and live up tp what Heaven says about you! That was really great to me. When your feeling low or weak, sing that over yourself, ‘The Lord is with you Mighty Warrior!” The Rick Pino version ROCKS! Its funny because I was stuck on that song for like a week before Lyle came and shared that revelation. There is an army forming of like minded, in one mind and accord people throughout the body of Christ, young and old, multi-cultural, and multi-denominational. 

Yogi tea quote of the day, ‘Live to Share’