It happened repeatedly. This same vision. I didn’t understand it because I did not have a child in the public school system, as I was homeschooling my son. I asked the Lord why I kept having this vision. I heard nothing, but the visions continued. Finally I told the Lord that if he could “legally” get me into the schools that I would do what he had shown me.
The following week I received an email at work that they had decided to adopt a neighborhood school and send mentors. I laughed. I attended the informational meeting. The principal of the school described the need for mentors and discussed the varying class opportunities. As I sat there I kept thinking, “Okay, but this is not what I saw.” Several people asked questions but I sat silent. As they were wrapping up the meeting I said under my breath, “Lord, I don’t understand. This is not what you showed me. What do you want me to do?”
As the principal was picking up his things, he stopped and said, “If any of you would prefer not to be in a classroom as a mentor, we also have a need for hall monitors.” I nearly fell out of my chair. I laughed, looked upward and said, still under my breath, “You’re good.”
Some days the battle was more obvious than others. Many days I would be fine until I stepped across the threshold of the school, and then I would instantly become so sleepy that I could hardly stand up. There were four floors that I would walk and pray for an hour two days a week.
The most vivid memory of warfare that I have was one of being on the top floor at the top of the stairs as one demon tried to toss me over the banister. It was an un-human sleepiness that overcame me. I battled by praying in the Spirit and pleading the Blood of the Lord Jesus Christ while literally holding onto the banister.
After that encounter, I was more determined than ever to complete this assignment. One day the principal stopped me and said, I don’t know exactly what you’re doing, but don’t stop. It is a different atmosphere since you’ve been here. I asked if there were any special prayer requests, because that was my assignment.
He smiled and said, “just keep praying.”
As I continued, I began to notice things about staff as well, so I began praying about them. A month or so later the Principal approached me smiling. He said, there was one teacher that I wanted out of here because the teacher was bad for the school and the students, but the School Board would not hear me and my hands were tied because the teacher was tenured. Suddenly the teacher came in and resigned. He thanked me as he walked away.
As I said, I did this for two years. At the end of the second year I heard the Lord say “Now it is time to duplicate yourself.” Of course my response was, “Are you kidding me? How am I supposed to do that?” Next I heard “PADS”, over and over and over again. Finally I asked “What is PADS?” I have to tell you, I was beginning to think that I was losing it. Then I clearly heard “Parents Against Demonic Strongholds”. I was driving and nearly came to a complete stop in the middle of the road.
Who in the world would ever believe this conversation? But I’ve not been able to get it out of my mind or my heart. My first attempt failed miserably. I tried for several months, but no one was interested. But the Lord would not let me dismiss the idea. The more frustrated I became, the more burdened with the vision I became.
I find myself weeping for the generations. I keep hearing things. Seeing things. Things that scream, P.A.D.S is a must! So here I go again. But this time, someone else is interested. It is a different startup approach, and a more spiritually mature, Spirit filled target group who can fight on that level of spiritual warfare. That’s what it is you know; it is spiritual warfare.
The Lord assured me that the earlier attempts were not in vain. We planted seeds in the atmosphere everywhere we went. The spirit realm knows we were there and what is to come. We planted seeds and left a residue and a mighty harvest will come forth.
So ready yourself and know that IT IS THE LORD WHO DOES THIS!
