Precisely the Prophetic, Part 14

Chapter Five – Kicked into the Kingdom (cont)

I want to entertain a motion at this time to exclude Kitty and her family from our congregation.” I was shocked by all that and sat there listening. The pastor ordered us to stand up, with our two little kids 5 and 7. The motion was made and a second followed and then everybody in the church, raised their hands to throw us out except for one little senior grandma. She didn’t vote against us because we were her ride. We would pick her up every single service and bring her with us on this 40-minute drive to church and back home. We loved this little lady, and she couldn’t drive. She looked at us; we looked at her, and we said, let’s go kids. Our elderly friend had no choice but to go with us because we were her ride. We were walking out the church doors and my daughter Jennifer, who is in heaven now, said, “Mama, why did they kick us out of their church?” I said, “It’s because they think it’s their church, they don’t’ know it belongs to Jesus, but it’ll be ok.”

Right after this unpleasantness, I met this wonderful group of people at a Charismatic lunch meeting that met every Thursday just up the street from my bank, where I had previously worked in Thousand Oaks, CA. I would go on Thursday, and from the very beginning, those people loved me with an everlasting love. I told them what happened; I got kicked out of the Baptist Church because I believed in speaking in tongues, signs and wonders, and miracles. The leader said, “Kitty, they didn’t kick you out, they kicked you into the Kingdom and all of its fullness. I prophesy this to you that they that hunger and thirst after righteousness shall be filled. You’ve been hungry, you’ve been thirsty, the Lord says, you have been filled, and you will continue to be filled from this day on”.

The next thing that happened was this pastor who was leading the luncheon every Thursday had an event. He had a prophet friend, Ray Brooks, an elderly gentleman that Tom Brock submitted to. Tom was having a home meeting with about 25 people, (if that many) and he said, “we have just started this home meeting, and it’s growing pretty fast. Would you like to come?” I said yes and brought my former spouse and the kids into this on-fire situation. They were doing what the Bible said you could do, and I was so encouraged. The name of the group was called Shepard Christian Center; they named it that because in no time at all, (I’m talking weeks) that ministry exploded and couldn’t even be done in a house, which was one of the member’s house up in the hills in Camarillo.

Pastor Tom and Suzie Brock soon rented a warehouse in Ventura and converted it for a sanctuary. My family and I were with them in the foundation of this vibrant, exciting new church plant. They had 300 in capacity in just a little over a year, and it was still growing. At some point during that time, Pastor Tom asked if I would help him out and be supervising the teachers of all these kids that are just now coming into the church because he knew I did daycare. I said I would be glad to. I ended up ministering to 14 teachers every week and then overseeing 250 children before I was finished in that assignment. About that time, when I was busy doing that, Pastor Tom asked me to come to his office and said, “Kitty, I’d like to pay you” (he knew I had done daycare and had helped to raise these babies) “I’d like to pay you to come to the office Monday through Friday as a receptionist.”

I appreciated the job offer but replied, “Tom, I don’t type a lick, and I’m not interested in taking a job that involves typing.” He said, “I’m not hiring you for typing skills, I want you to speak to the people, everybody that comes into the office, I want you to put them at ease, get their questions, give them some answers, you already have a lot of the answers, and they won’t need to see the staff pastors. I would like for you to take that on.” I ended up ministering to the people that would come in for counseling (there were lots that would come in back then). I would minister them and do very few things associated with a receptionist job; answer the phones, set up the calendar, and pray for the people. 

I was learning to prophesy, and I did not know all of those years that I was praying prophetically as I had no clue what that was, I really didn’t. I would tell them, and it would just come up out of my spirit, and God would target something, and people would say, how did you know that? I said, “I don’t know anything, I don’t even know what I know, I just know the Holy Spirit had me pray it like that.” 

That’s all I could say. Nobody was talking about how to prophesy; they weren’t teaching it; they were just doing it from the pulpit. In spite of a lack of training the free flow of the Holy Spirit was coursing through my life and with Pastor Tom’s cooperation, I found myself moving deeper and deeper into the reality of the prophetic

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