Joy that cannot be contained, Peace that makes no sense

This passage is my life right now. For the past couple weeks an obnoxiously high amount of bad things have been happening in the lives of my family, friends, and I. I’m actually embarrassed to share with people what’s been going on because I fear that people would get annoyed because there is always something else going on and think that I’m “too much”. LIE! But I so badly want to confide in people, but those fears get in my way. I had those same fears while on my trip. It seemed like every time I would have access to internet I would find out bad news from someone, and I would be so nervous to share because I feel like such a burden to have to listen to.

But something amazing has been happening. I feel joy. A joy that can’t be contained or stopped. A joy unlike I’ve felt since coming to the States. A joy that knows no bounds and won’t be shaken. And a peace that doesn’t make sense. It’s beautiful! The Cait from before my trip would be a wreck over all this, but that’s not the case. I’m not worrying and I’m not distraught. I have unfailing hope in my King! I don’t understand all that He does, but He is LOVE. All He does is love and out of love. For my King to allow something to happen in my life that isn’t brought in love, that would be out of His character. I find so much peace in this Truth! Thank you, Jesus, for this revelation!

Here are some encouraging and wonderful accounts since I blogged last!

• In my last blog I had been saying how much I missed my team and how I wish I was with them…less than 24 hours after I posted that blog I got word that 2 of my team members were leaving to come visit me! None of them had read my blog. Jesus told them! I got to spend 4 days with them. I got to show off some of Pennsylvania, when I wasn’t working…so I only got to to show them Shady Maple, Hershey Park, and Wawa. It was so great and refreshing to be with them for a few days. And it was great that they came when they did because the night they came was when all these trials began. When I found out they were coming I felt His love so intensely. In the shower that night I was so overjoyed with His love that I found myself forgetting to breathe!

• I went to Revelation Generation this past Saturday and it was amazing. Jesus was there. I know He’s everywhere, but He REALLY was there. I could see Him and feel Him and hear Him everywhere…like I hadn’t in a while. While one band played I sat back and prayed for the day, and the Lord showed up during my prayer. He revealed a spirit of revival and brought excitement and passion out of me for the day. I was able to be pumped with Him about the thousands of people there worshiping Him. I was so passionate the whole day about what He was going to do, because I knew it was going to be big.

Later in the afternoon I went early to watch my future husband, Dallas Taylor, play in his band Maylene and the Sons of Disaster, and those prayers were answered. There were hundreds of young people crowded around the stage, praising Him. The lead singer of the band Sleeping Giants was on the stage and he asked this question to the crowd, “How many of you have a relationship with Jesus right now?” Less than 10 hands went up. He took a couple seconds to hear from the Holy Spirit what to do next, and after speaking and praying over the crowd, he lead the salvation prayer…screaming. That was the first time I ever witnessed that, but it was so beautiful and genuine. Chad Johnson, founder of Come and Live, came on stage, full of the Spirit, and prayed over the crowd. He prayed with authority and prophetically. He slipped in and out of his prayer language (tongues). People in the crowd were healed. A couple minutes later, there was a massive crowd heading to the back of the tent for more information about this Jesus guy. People were so desperate for the Gospel! People were being baptized in trash cans of water. Amnesia, body parts, eye site, and so much more was being healed. I was healed too. I had the privilege of praying over these young people.

All day I had been trying to pray on my knees to Him for whatever it was that He was going to do that was going to change people’s lives, but I had trouble doing that because of a fall I had down the stairs a week ago. I was squatting, trying to decide if I needed prayer. As I was asking Jesus if I needed prayer, a giant gust of wind blew the flap of the tent and it hit my back and brought me to my knees…that was my answer. I went right up to some strangers and asked for healing, and it came.

It was holy craziness. Thank you, Holy Spirit!