Set Apart

Set Apart

I was set apart by God for His ministry even before I was born. Looking back, I can clearly see His supernatural hand on my life from a very young age.

One of my earliest encounters with the Lord happened when I was just five years old, playing outside. I didn’t understand what was happening at the time, but over the years—especially as I began to learn about the Lord—I came to realize that I had experienced an angelic visitation. There were no words, no message, just the presence of a mighty angel. I believe he has remained with me to this day. I remember pausing in my play, standing up and looking around as the atmosphere suddenly shifted. It was as though time stood still for a moment—but I didn’t yet know what it meant. I eventually just went back to playing.

Not long after, I had another supernatural experience. A huge, dark monster appeared—standing over our house and looking into the area where I was playing inside. I was terrified. For a while after that, I didn’t even want to go outside. I never told anyone about it.

Then a few weeks later, I found myself stuck in the only tree in the middle of a cow pasture. I had climbed as high as I could, when suddenly, another dark figure approached. I was alone—my friends had already gotten scared and run home, leaving me to find my way back. After clinging to the tree for a moment, I jumped down and ran the half-mile home without ever looking back.

I share these early experiences because my life has always carried a supernatural thread. God’s hand has been evident from the beginning.

• I gave my heart to Jesus at the age of 12.
• I was baptized in the Holy Spirit at 18.
• I was called into the ministry at 19.
• That same year, the presbytery laid hands on me and sent me to college for ministry training.
• I attended the college where Kathryn Kuhlman was once known to preach and work miracles.
• But truthfully—I got scared of the Charismatics and walked away.
• I joined the Army.
• Later, I joined a Baptist church and eventually went back to college.

It wasn’t until 1998 that I finally surrendered completely to the call of God on my life. That year marked the beginning of a deep and personal journey with the Holy Spirit.

I often say I entered the “School of the Holy Spirit” in 1998—and I’ve been a student ever since. It’s been 26 years of learning, growing, being stretched, and walking through both wilderness and wonder. I’ve been trained in many things—yay!—but I still have a million things I don’t know and a billion questions to ask. 🥰

I share this background simply to give you an idea of where I’m coming from. As I speak, teach, or write, I do so from a heart that listens closely to the Holy Spirit. Sometimes the things I share might seem repetitive or even a little random—but the Holy Spirit is known to reveal things early that will matter deeply later.