“A Gentle Spirit with a Giant Message, is how I describe Holly Smith. Women are drawn to her message because of her genuine love for Christ and her transparency portrayed in her testimony. The message Holly shares thru ‘The Cracked Pot’ will touch and bring freedom to women of all generations. She shares God’s message with a passionate commitment to change the lives of others in a positive way. She recently spoke at a Powerful Journey Women’s Conference. The evidence of the power in her message was shown as her session quickly filled with standing room only. As God continues to do a great work through Holly, she will be an added bonus to any program.”
— Phyllis Jenkins, Powerful Journey
“I believe God’s ultimate aim is to cause you to conquer your greatest fear. He does this by exposing the lie you believed. One lie is to look to yourself for ability and deliverance. I didn’t need a master’s degree to follow my Master’s decree to my destiny.”
— Holly Smith
When you don’t know what I am doing, recall what I have done.I am waiting on you to get your testimonies and teachings together because I want to open a door no man can shut and shut a door no man can open. I have given you all power and authority-you must believe that the people you are praying for are receiving from Me and shutting doors in the spiritual realm. I am with you and will never forsake you. As you can see, there are many hard situations in families and these people are shaking between two kingdoms. When I do the shaking, what remains will be steadfast and immovable. You have sacrificed to focus on My kingdom and it will come for you and you will see the fruit of your labor.
Ps. 72:6 May he be like rain falling on a mown field, like showers watering the earth.
Press into Me-in spare moments pray throughout the day and meditate on my promises in scripture so that when that fear comes, it will be turned back by My word. I love you and want to give you:
I, the Lord, have called you in righteousness; I will take hold of your hand. I will keep you and make you to be a covenant for the people and a light for the Gentiles. Is. 42:6
I was 34 years old, a mother of two young boys, when I began to assimilate various impressions, which I believed to be from God. Some were my own, but other people also communicated their perceptions concerning me. Generally, they were all encouraging and served to inflate my hopes about God’s intents and purposes for my family and me. We imagined we would serve in full time ministry.
Seldom was heard a discouraging word and the skies were not cloudy all day.
By age 50, however, many of my hopes had succumbed to the cruel guillotine of life East of Eden. My husband had to return to the real property gristmill; my boys were facing some health challenges and the normal trials that accompany teenagerdom. My raft developed a small leak, which seemed to be enlarging and I was a long way from shore in shark-infested waters. My dreams were waving goodbye to me.
I determined I would take matters into my own hands. I volunteered constantly at the church I was attending. I attended women’s seminars and made contact with anyone who seemed to be able to point the way to Nirvana. I would seize my destiny by the throat and make him surrender his treasures to me!
Finally, my sparkler went out. My husband and I went to Colorado for a brief reprieve and discussed our mutual disappointment. It was a somewhat sober trip, despite being a vacation. Had we made a mistake, do we continue to wait patiently, while our lives ebb away? We found some scriptural precedent for marathon patience, notable in the account of Abraham and Sarah, as well as the life of Joseph.
One night towards the end of our stay I had a dream. In the dream, I was pregnant, despite my advanced age, along with another woman of similar age, who was also expecting, Sarah? I conveyed my fear to her that my husband would object to being a new father at this stage of life. I asked her advice for a woman my age to be pregnant. She then issued to me a somewhat startling directive, with considerable authority: “Rest! Others will adopt this child and help with his care!” I knew this dream was God’s answer to my burning question. I was pregnant with a new outlook or spiritual growth which a number of other women would also adopt. They must cease striving, enter God’s rest, and believe in God’s promises.
The next morning as I ran continuing my one sided dialogue with the eternally quiet one. “I can’t hold on much longer in faith,” I told him.
“Good,” was the startling reply. “Look up.”
As God is my witness, I glanced at the adjacent highway, just in time to spy a moving van passing. “Covenant Transport,” the sign read on the side of the trailer. I knew He was grasping my hand and reminding me of his faithful covenant.
I knew that only I would comprehend the intangible spiritual message of those words.
Your faith is a gift, your patience will be rewarded. “He who began a good work in you will
carry it to completion.”
He would carry me to my Promised Land as I surrendered.
Not until we returned to Texas did we notice all the people who had the same bondage we formerly had of acquiring things to anesthetize themselves and avoid their issues. I met a girl in my gym working out one day who was a Christian. She openly admitted she was a bit of a shopoholic. She loved to buy clothes but she said that when her focus and priorities were askew, God would deal with her by sending a moth that would fly around and land on her clothes. She was unable to swat it and it was a real nuisance. To tell the truth that seemed like a wild story to me.
The next day, however, I saw her again at the gym and sure enough, the moth arrived with her and was landing on her. I looked up moth in the dictionary and found that not only does it eat clothes but it is attracted to artificial light. Interesting… When I got right next to her, it would not alight on me. Perhaps I had been delivered from that mindset after our experience in Kansas City.
Amy shared that her sons were about to go to Christian camp for a week. She admitted to them her story about the moth chasing her because of her wrong priorities. When they returned from camp, they told Amy the leader’s lesson was taken from Matt. 6:19-21 “Do not store up for yourself treasures on earth where moth and rust destroy but store up for yourself treasures in heaven for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” The leader stated the fact that sometimes we see others that have more than us and we think the grass looks greener. Nevertheless, he said, it is not real or lasting. It is fake, like astroturf and only the treasures of heaven are eternal.
Amy told the boys that they were going to take a trip to New Jersey to visit her sister and husband and their cousins. They lived on a nice ranch. Since her sister and husband were wealthy, Amy wanted to prepare the boys to remember the kingdom lessons they were learning so they would not be jealous of their cousins. However, during their stay Amy’s sister ordered something that was delivered almost daily by the UPS truck to her kids. One day it was new cellphones, the next day the latest x-box and other toys. Amy’s youngest son was pacing in his room with his hand to his head talking aloud to himself, “It’s not real, not lasting, astroturf, astroturf, astroturf…”
Funny as that is we need to seriously change our mindsets and seek first the kingdom of God and all these things will be added also.
May I pray for you? Dear Lord, Show us your kingdom and rebuild us in Your image. Just like the men on Emmaus Road help our eyes to be opened to recognize Jesus and help us to surrender to His rule and reign in our lives. Help us not to be envious of those around us with more material things but to have your kingdom and ways as the treasure in our hearts and focus. In Jesus name, Amen.
Could God take a dream from long ago and make it come true after many years? Could everything that comes in your path truly mean something, well almost everything, and lead to a lesson and good end? What if we truly took God at His word or dream, believing Him beyond a shadow of a doubt? There is no telling how many mountains the power of a faith like that could move.
The last few weeks have proved interesting. I was given a real boost in my faith when an email plopped in my inbox. I was just pondering what I should get for my husband for his birthday since we were on a tight budget and his birthday was three days away. A book! But not just any book. One you could completely relate to and could have been your story only with a resoluteness to finish the work of believing and letting go. Let me explain. I’ve always thought of writing a book from “Riches to Rags” but hadn’t read anyone else who had. I know there are some things you can only discover as you scrape bottom financially and really depend on the Lord for provision. I still wondered does one ever come into their promised land of not worrying or striving to make ends meet?
The email that came reported what was trending in Twitter this week.
Kevin Adams @wakeupmyfaith.
If you’re struggling and want to see living proof of God’s goodness, I humbly believe our story can help.
As I hit the link to the book on Amazon, I read the title, “The Extravagant Fool, A Faith Journey Where Common Sense Ends”. Yes, right up our alley. I must get that book for my husband and me. The synapsis at the back of the book said,
“Despite all the pressures and debt when he lost everything-Kevin chose to rest at the feet of Jesus. Though it is a gamble to literally live by faith, the revelation of encountering God and hearing His voice of who we are and what we are made to do on this earth is worth it along with the financial provision to carry it out. He staked his welfare and future entirely on the goodness of God.”
After reading the book, I realize how relentless God is about men and women walking in their purpose. Perhaps the very reason you are not experiencing success might be because God is doing a new thing and we don’t perceive it. It dawned on us many times but especially last year when we went as a family to look at a few houses my husband was checking out for his boss who buys foreclosures. There was a horse in one of the front yards lying down. On closer inspection my son commented that its tongue was hanging out. It was a frigid morning and we suddenly realized it was dead. As we drove home, I turned to my husband and commented, “We’re beating a dead horse.” This career is dead for us but we don’t know what else to do. (Part II in the next post)
“A horse is a vain hope for deliverance; despite all its strength it cannot save. But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love.” Ps. 33:17
The horse has served as a symbol to us often of man’s own strength and striving. My husband was trying to provide for his family but the more he tried, the more unsuccessful he became until God had our attention. It seems when God wants to recruit you in His army He won’t take later for an answer. He heals us in order for us to become disciples and help others.
As we pondered the “dead horse” of our vocation, a ministry opportunity came up which Alan accepted. We were fortunate in working from the house to be able to do projects on the side. He was still very concerned about our finances.
One morning our friend in ministry called to check on us. Alan told him he was still anxious. Jack said he had been thinking about us this morning and prayed that an angel of provision was on its way. We agreed with that prayer.
Three days later Alan’s boss called and let us know a deal had closed that he had worked on much earlier and a check was in the mail. We realized his boss did not really have to even tell Alan that he was the one who had this client. We would have never known. A deal closed that was not even our effort to push it through. In the meantime as he began to serve more, God blessed us and helped us trust Him to work out things for our family.
That night I had a dream: we got to take a trip to Yellowstone, Montana at that time which is one of our favorite places. We drove into the National Park to see Old Faithful perform. We would then stay at Old Faithful lodge.
Interpretation: God is the Old Faithful geyser we are coming to see perform His wonders. He is faithful and consistently meets us when we are in need. We would “lodge” there in Old Faithful’s care. Our hearts could trust Old Faithful to be there for us. Will you join us?