Showing posts with label James Berkley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Berkley. Show all posts
The Prophetic Word That Saved My Life!
In the Spirit of Revelation 19:10, "...the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.” Here are three testimonies on a single subject. I suggest that we learn a lesson.
A testimony of a prophetic word to Pastor Rick Thale,
given by James Berkley of the Elijah Commission, August 26, 1999.
By Pastor Rick Thale
On August 26, 1999 James Berkley came to our Church to release God’s gifts of prophecy, teaching, and worship. My wife, Kate, and I received a prophetic word from James that went as follows:
"The enemy is going to attack you not for the first time but the second time. Do not worry, the Lord God will protect you and raise you up even before the attack can get started. This will take place in 3 months time."
There were more words that night but this one in particular caught my eye, so I watched for it. I had no idea what to expect. I did know from scripture that I did not have to fear. The Bible example came to me of Jesus prophesying to Peter in John 21:18 saying,
"Most assuredly, I say to you, when you were younger, you girded yourself and walked where you wished; but when you are old, you will stretch out your hands, and another will gird you and carry you where you do not wish."
The key word for Peter here is "When you are old". When the Sanhedrin imprisoned Peter threatening his life, he had a prophetic word from Jesus which gave him great courage. "When you are old", Peter was not yet old! Paul tells us in 1 Tim 1:18 to "wage a good warfare", "according to the prophecies previously made concerning us". Therefore, when Peter realized he was not yet "old" as Jesus had prophesied, he had faith and confidence to overcome! Hallelujah!
Back to my story. I was sitting in my bedroom on a Tuesday night at around 11:30PM. I was in the midst of some strife over an issue in my life. All of a sudden, I felt as if an arrow had been shot into the back of my thrown. The next day, as I had done so many times before, I went to work not feeling well. I thought I would just work off the sickness and move on with life. Well it did not turn out that way this time! I was worse than ever. I then took off work.
I was going to go deer hunting with a good friend and if I missed work I thought I would not be able to go hunting so off I went. Well on Thursday I went hunting but man was I ever miserable. I was useless! I sat in the truck uncomfortable and horribly sick. I knew I had to push my way through this because I had such a full schedule for the weekend.
I had scheduled a 3-day Motorcycle class for the weekend which cost $50.00 several months earlier. To miss the class would force me have to reschedule and that would be months later. My schedule was too jammed to do that. I attended the whole thing! I attended the Friday night book session. Saturday, I barely survived the riding portion.
The trial was not over here because I had to do a Church Service on Saturday night. Boy, did my dear friends let me know how horrible I looked! Many prayed for me but to no avail. I was already in a full-blown attack. Sunday came early and off I went to complete the skills and testing, I finished at around 3:00 on Sunday.
Going home, I went straight to bed! I had a fever and was breathing very shallow. I had to put pillows under me to sit up all night to be able to breath. The next morning, on November 20, I told my wife I had better go to the Doctor’s office. By this time, things were progressively worsening. By this time, I was breathing 165 breaths per minute. When I arrived at the doctors office, they sent me straight to the emergency room at Black Hills Medical Center in Olympia. Man did the doctors and nurses flew into action. I was admitted right into ICU. I had an oxygen mask on and the doctors were desperately trying to figure out what was wrong with me.
Wednesday morning at 3:35AM, things worsened. My wife, Kate, who was at my bedside, could see I was going away. She hit the button for help as I took her hand. I looked her in the eyes and said, "Remember the word from James Berkley? We are walking through it right now" I then passed into a coma.
For days, I was in a deep coma. The doctors could not figure out what was going on. Then they found I had a blood staph infection. They told my wife it was at a high enough level to end my life. On top of that, they found I had full-blown pneumonia in both lungs, both upper and lower. The oxygen deprivation to my brain had now been eleven hours. The doctors prognosis to my wife was I would not make it, and if I did there would be months and months of restoration to motor skills, learning to talk and walk and such. The doctors had move quickly so they started by suctioning my lungs. Later the doctors told me only 5% of all who go through this procedures make it through. On top of that, my blood hemoglobin level was at 17. I was told people die at 14.
On the fourth day of the coma the doctors finally discovered I was having a ketoacidosous attack. They have never seen one this bad. The doctors were administering five times the insulin that the average person would receive. The also had me on the two strongest antibiotics known to man at the highest dosages possible.
On the fifth day, I started to come out of the coma. However, I do not remember anything until day seven.
On day eight, the physical specialist came in to see. She was shocked! Calling her boss in because I could walk, talk and sit up!
On day nine the head of the hospital Dr. Black paid me a visit. These were His words, "Boy you got a microscopic virus, but it hit you like an 18 wheeler".
On day eleven, the doctors sent me home with an oxygen bottle. I only needed that for two weeks! During my first doctor’s appointment after the incident, my doctor told me "it was a miracle". He could not explain what happened or why I survived. He went on to tell me one of the issues of why I was hospitalized was enough to kill me having two would guarantee my demise. Having four meant there was no hope. Not to mention I was supposed to stay in the hospital for two months, and go through physical therapy for another three months. I don't know about you but I think God did plenty to stop the attack before it could get started. The nurses in the doctors office afterwards told us that my doctor was pulling his hair out with concern because He could not figure out what was wrong or how to help, he was helpless.
Two weeks after my discharge from the hospital, I went in for a hemoglobin exam. I was told not to be too excited because it would take at least 2 months for my levels to normal out to between 12 or 13. Another shock treatment for my doctor. The test came back at 5.5. In unbelief, He re-tested. This time it was at 6!
Well there it is! This truly is God’s hand and not man’s. What a testimony! I hope you can see what I was trying to tell you.
God Bless,
Pastor Rick Thale
Olympia Foursquare Church
(Now GloryHouse Foursquare Church)
Olympia, WA
thalesgloryhouse@juno.com
For clarity to the dates: I received the prophetic word from James Berkley on August 26 1999. I went into the Hospital on November 20th, I went into a coma November 21st . I left the hospital on December 31, 1999.
Pastor Rick Thale
GloryHouse Foursquare Church
thalesgloryhouse@juno.com
via Elijah Commission
Visit Northwest Prophetic for the complete archive of regional prophetic words, or to submit a word.
Cool blogs:
• The Pilgrimgram • Firefall Zine • Tall Skinny Kiwi • Darpa's Domain • Bill Johnson • The Internet Monk
Resources
• Be a Hero! • Bethel Redding • Graham Cooke • Church Soundguy • End Time Prophetic Vision
Ministries
• Northwest Equipping • Healing the Northwest • Mosaic Northwest • PacificMinistries • Revival Town • Rivers of Grace • Storehouse Ministries
Missions
• Youth With A Mission • Int'l House of Prayer KC • Int'l House of Prayer NW • Int'l House of Prayer WA • Disciple the Nations
A testimony of a prophetic word to Pastor Rick Thale,
given by James Berkley of the Elijah Commission, August 26, 1999.
By Pastor Rick Thale
On August 26, 1999 James Berkley came to our Church to release God’s gifts of prophecy, teaching, and worship. My wife, Kate, and I received a prophetic word from James that went as follows:
"The enemy is going to attack you not for the first time but the second time. Do not worry, the Lord God will protect you and raise you up even before the attack can get started. This will take place in 3 months time."
There were more words that night but this one in particular caught my eye, so I watched for it. I had no idea what to expect. I did know from scripture that I did not have to fear. The Bible example came to me of Jesus prophesying to Peter in John 21:18 saying,
"Most assuredly, I say to you, when you were younger, you girded yourself and walked where you wished; but when you are old, you will stretch out your hands, and another will gird you and carry you where you do not wish."
The key word for Peter here is "When you are old". When the Sanhedrin imprisoned Peter threatening his life, he had a prophetic word from Jesus which gave him great courage. "When you are old", Peter was not yet old! Paul tells us in 1 Tim 1:18 to "wage a good warfare", "according to the prophecies previously made concerning us". Therefore, when Peter realized he was not yet "old" as Jesus had prophesied, he had faith and confidence to overcome! Hallelujah!
Back to my story. I was sitting in my bedroom on a Tuesday night at around 11:30PM. I was in the midst of some strife over an issue in my life. All of a sudden, I felt as if an arrow had been shot into the back of my thrown. The next day, as I had done so many times before, I went to work not feeling well. I thought I would just work off the sickness and move on with life. Well it did not turn out that way this time! I was worse than ever. I then took off work.
I was going to go deer hunting with a good friend and if I missed work I thought I would not be able to go hunting so off I went. Well on Thursday I went hunting but man was I ever miserable. I was useless! I sat in the truck uncomfortable and horribly sick. I knew I had to push my way through this because I had such a full schedule for the weekend.
I had scheduled a 3-day Motorcycle class for the weekend which cost $50.00 several months earlier. To miss the class would force me have to reschedule and that would be months later. My schedule was too jammed to do that. I attended the whole thing! I attended the Friday night book session. Saturday, I barely survived the riding portion.
The trial was not over here because I had to do a Church Service on Saturday night. Boy, did my dear friends let me know how horrible I looked! Many prayed for me but to no avail. I was already in a full-blown attack. Sunday came early and off I went to complete the skills and testing, I finished at around 3:00 on Sunday.
Going home, I went straight to bed! I had a fever and was breathing very shallow. I had to put pillows under me to sit up all night to be able to breath. The next morning, on November 20, I told my wife I had better go to the Doctor’s office. By this time, things were progressively worsening. By this time, I was breathing 165 breaths per minute. When I arrived at the doctors office, they sent me straight to the emergency room at Black Hills Medical Center in Olympia. Man did the doctors and nurses flew into action. I was admitted right into ICU. I had an oxygen mask on and the doctors were desperately trying to figure out what was wrong with me.
Wednesday morning at 3:35AM, things worsened. My wife, Kate, who was at my bedside, could see I was going away. She hit the button for help as I took her hand. I looked her in the eyes and said, "Remember the word from James Berkley? We are walking through it right now" I then passed into a coma.
For days, I was in a deep coma. The doctors could not figure out what was going on. Then they found I had a blood staph infection. They told my wife it was at a high enough level to end my life. On top of that, they found I had full-blown pneumonia in both lungs, both upper and lower. The oxygen deprivation to my brain had now been eleven hours. The doctors prognosis to my wife was I would not make it, and if I did there would be months and months of restoration to motor skills, learning to talk and walk and such. The doctors had move quickly so they started by suctioning my lungs. Later the doctors told me only 5% of all who go through this procedures make it through. On top of that, my blood hemoglobin level was at 17. I was told people die at 14.
On the fourth day of the coma the doctors finally discovered I was having a ketoacidosous attack. They have never seen one this bad. The doctors were administering five times the insulin that the average person would receive. The also had me on the two strongest antibiotics known to man at the highest dosages possible.
On the fifth day, I started to come out of the coma. However, I do not remember anything until day seven.
On day eight, the physical specialist came in to see. She was shocked! Calling her boss in because I could walk, talk and sit up!
On day nine the head of the hospital Dr. Black paid me a visit. These were His words, "Boy you got a microscopic virus, but it hit you like an 18 wheeler".
On day eleven, the doctors sent me home with an oxygen bottle. I only needed that for two weeks! During my first doctor’s appointment after the incident, my doctor told me "it was a miracle". He could not explain what happened or why I survived. He went on to tell me one of the issues of why I was hospitalized was enough to kill me having two would guarantee my demise. Having four meant there was no hope. Not to mention I was supposed to stay in the hospital for two months, and go through physical therapy for another three months. I don't know about you but I think God did plenty to stop the attack before it could get started. The nurses in the doctors office afterwards told us that my doctor was pulling his hair out with concern because He could not figure out what was wrong or how to help, he was helpless.
Two weeks after my discharge from the hospital, I went in for a hemoglobin exam. I was told not to be too excited because it would take at least 2 months for my levels to normal out to between 12 or 13. Another shock treatment for my doctor. The test came back at 5.5. In unbelief, He re-tested. This time it was at 6!
Well there it is! This truly is God’s hand and not man’s. What a testimony! I hope you can see what I was trying to tell you.
God Bless,
Pastor Rick Thale
Olympia Foursquare Church
(Now GloryHouse Foursquare Church)
Olympia, WA
thalesgloryhouse@juno.com
For clarity to the dates: I received the prophetic word from James Berkley on August 26 1999. I went into the Hospital on November 20th, I went into a coma November 21st . I left the hospital on December 31, 1999.
Pastor Rick Thale
GloryHouse Foursquare Church
thalesgloryhouse@juno.com
via Elijah Commission
Visit Northwest Prophetic for the complete archive of regional prophetic words, or to submit a word.
Cool blogs:
• The Pilgrimgram • Firefall Zine • Tall Skinny Kiwi • Darpa's Domain • Bill Johnson • The Internet Monk
Resources
• Be a Hero! • Bethel Redding • Graham Cooke • Church Soundguy • End Time Prophetic Vision
Ministries
• Northwest Equipping • Healing the Northwest • Mosaic Northwest • PacificMinistries • Revival Town • Rivers of Grace • Storehouse Ministries
Missions
• Youth With A Mission • Int'l House of Prayer KC • Int'l House of Prayer NW • Int'l House of Prayer WA • Disciple the Nations
A Dressing Room for the Bride: Marysville, WA
December 15, 2000
I heard the Lord begin to decree and declare in and over Marysville, WA. I saw a great eagle coming over Marysville, I saw this eagle bringing on its back Timothy Sherman and I heard the Lord say, 'This is only the first of many prophets and apostles that I am landing in Marysville. They will come and go but behind them they will leave an eternal deposit of pure gold tried in the fire of My heart and passion. A gold of faith that will lay down its life for the Bride...'
I saw Marysville as a DRESSING ROOM for the Bride. A Holy place of preparation that will resound to the uttermost parts of the earth the Lord's end time desire for His church. I saw in the Eagle's beak a scroll, it was addressed to, "THE CHURCH IN MARYSVILLE." Written on it was the strategy, words and intents of Jesus for His people and His church in Marysville. Then I heard the cry of the angel of the Lord, "Who is worthy to open up the Lord's heart for Marysville, His purpose and His plan?"
Many hands went out to try and open the scroll, but it was only when all the hands of different color and denomination reached out together were they able to open up the scroll of God's heart for their city and church. Native hands, white hands, black hands, Asian hands, male and female, young and old, together they reached out and touched the Lord's heart and found what was written there. I heard the angel say again, "It is only when they come together as one will they have access into the Lord's heart and His power for their city. It is only when all hands reach together that the door of the Father's heart will be opened."
I saw a building and on its door posts was written, "JUDAH PRAISE CENTER." I saw the inside and outside of this building, I saw James Berkley and others that resided there. They were rebuilding the wall that had been torn down. They were repairing the breach and restoring the land from the desolation of many generations. Young and old and of all nationalities were rebuilding the wall, and as they built I saw the name on the door posts and now it read, JUDAH PRAISE CENTER INTERNATIONAL." The Lord had expanded the places of their habitations and strengthened their tent stakes. He had lifted up their eyes and showed them the height, width, length, and depth of the harvest. Their vision now took in the nations of the world from Marysville, WA.
Chad Taylor
consumingfire
I heard the Lord begin to decree and declare in and over Marysville, WA. I saw a great eagle coming over Marysville, I saw this eagle bringing on its back Timothy Sherman and I heard the Lord say, 'This is only the first of many prophets and apostles that I am landing in Marysville. They will come and go but behind them they will leave an eternal deposit of pure gold tried in the fire of My heart and passion. A gold of faith that will lay down its life for the Bride...'
I saw Marysville as a DRESSING ROOM for the Bride. A Holy place of preparation that will resound to the uttermost parts of the earth the Lord's end time desire for His church. I saw in the Eagle's beak a scroll, it was addressed to, "THE CHURCH IN MARYSVILLE." Written on it was the strategy, words and intents of Jesus for His people and His church in Marysville. Then I heard the cry of the angel of the Lord, "Who is worthy to open up the Lord's heart for Marysville, His purpose and His plan?"
Many hands went out to try and open the scroll, but it was only when all the hands of different color and denomination reached out together were they able to open up the scroll of God's heart for their city and church. Native hands, white hands, black hands, Asian hands, male and female, young and old, together they reached out and touched the Lord's heart and found what was written there. I heard the angel say again, "It is only when they come together as one will they have access into the Lord's heart and His power for their city. It is only when all hands reach together that the door of the Father's heart will be opened."
I saw a building and on its door posts was written, "JUDAH PRAISE CENTER." I saw the inside and outside of this building, I saw James Berkley and others that resided there. They were rebuilding the wall that had been torn down. They were repairing the breach and restoring the land from the desolation of many generations. Young and old and of all nationalities were rebuilding the wall, and as they built I saw the name on the door posts and now it read, JUDAH PRAISE CENTER INTERNATIONAL." The Lord had expanded the places of their habitations and strengthened their tent stakes. He had lifted up their eyes and showed them the height, width, length, and depth of the harvest. Their vision now took in the nations of the world from Marysville, WA.
Chad Taylor
consumingfire
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