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All Kinds of Special (AKS) a.k.a Testimonies of God’s Realness



I have been experiencing all kinds of special since the year 2013 began. I should not be surprised because God did say that He will fulfill promises He had made to me in the past. Promises I had even forgotten about or thought He had deliberately refused to answer. He said it would be my year of as if postponed jubilee. 

I realize, now, that I have erred in not recording these 'specialnesses' :)...So, from here on now, I will post on here, as often as I can, my All Kinds of Special (AKS).

Jesus said, ‘My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.’ (John 10:27)

The most recent special I experienced was two mornings ago. My colleagues and I were en route to Buliisa from Hoima. We are on a work trip. The road is quite horrid but we were going at about 80kph. My eyes were closed but I was not asleep. I was praying silently…in tongues. A part of me was wondering why the unusual unction to pray that way at that time but another part of me was simply enjoying the under –a- cold- shower -after –a- hot- day feeling that I always have when I pray in tongues.

Anyway, all of a sudden, the driver hit the brakes and my eyes snapped open. We had stopped five seconds shy of a falling mango tree. Some villagers had felled the thing. There were no sign posts on the road, no person stopping moving vehicles or motorcycles or pedestrians…nothing! We escaped death. 

Earlier in the morning, as I committed the day to the Lord, I was led to pray specifically for our team, each member individually and the work we are doing. I pleaded the blood of Jesus over us. Again, the intensity and specificity of the prayer had me wondering. 

God is good. I am so grateful that He has, after a good number of years, chosen to re-open my ears to His voice.

Now, to Him who sits on the throne and unto the Lamb, be Blessing & Honour & Power & Glory forever.
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  1. UnknownMay 16, 2013 at 4:54 PM

    I am sooooo blessed Lynn!! This is great. Glory to God for he protects and guards you/us!! Indeed, unto him who sits on the throne be the blessing and honor and power and the glory. Amen!

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