“If you don’t believe, just grab your bag and purse and leave now,” the speaker said defiantly. At that point, the warning bells started going off in my spirit. Something was definitely wrong. I was attending a prophetic and healing gathering at a local hotel and something was amiss here. “Maybe you’re just reading in to this too much,” I tried to convince myself. The bells didn’t stop ringing.
The meeting continued and those bells just got louder and louder. “Now I need ten people to give one thousand dollars,” the speaker continued. One by one, the required number of donors stepped to the front. I looked to my right for the friend I attended with, but didn’t find them there. They had gone to the front to be included in the ten donors. “Come back tomorrow with your offering and I will have a special prophecy for you first.” Those bells just got deafening.
The whole thing leaves me asking, when did we start seeking the gifts and not the Giver? Don’t get me wrong; I believe God still speaks to us today. I believe He still heals, too. However, when we start chasing after prophets without discernment and without checking them out with God’s word, we are just asking for trouble.
Why do people feel that they can’t seek God for the answers they need? It reminds me of Moses and the children of Israel. “No, Moses. You talk to God for us.” When did we forget that through Jesus we can boldly approach the Throne of grace ourselves? God may not choose to speak to us through a prophecy or word of knowledge, but if we listen He will speak.
I am not saying this speaker was a false prophet either. The gift of healing and of prophecy could be there. I think the important word here is COULD. If we want to be sure, we need to seek God and confirm it. Most often, it will be a confirmation of something we already know in our spirits anyway.
We need to be wise about these things. We haven’t been charged for our salvation; it is a free gift from God. Why would the gifts that follow come with a price tag? God used those bells this weekend to remind me of that important fact.
So, the next time I’m in a prophetic gathering thinking, “pick me, pick me,” I’m going to use last weekend to realign my focus. I intend to take a deep breath, head into my “prayer closet” and ask God what He wants to say to me. I know if I listen closely, He will answer me. Like my favorite afternoon DJ used to say, “just something to think about.”