A Prophetic Word
Written by Bethany Curee, God’s Daughter – Freckled & Free

“Bethany, when I walked into your parents house and met you, I heard the voice of the Lord say to me, I have taken my daughter — and first of all He called you HIS DAUGHTER. He said I have taken my daughter and I have called her not just to be a wife and a mother, but I have called her to hear the voice of God and dare to speak what she hears. Not only into the lives of those around her, but to the life of the church…”

Before four little babies ran around me and it was just Tom and I, I received this word which has forever spoken to and encouraged my heart. While attending basement church in my parent’s house, a man of God and prophet by the name of Eugene May from On Eagle’s Wings, had traveled to speak that night at their house. I will never forget this night and those special nights of intimate, sweet worship and Word in my parents’ home. They stirred such a dwelling passion for my husband and I that would continue to grow.

Eugene and his lovely wife Sherry are precious to us. Their hearts are tender and sweet to the Lord. Eugene always brought his guitar and sang songs from his heart, songs he had sang around the world. He would sing them in the many languages he had learned in his missionary travels. One that still rings a melody in my head (although I can’t remember the exact words), were something like this, “I dare to believe, mountains still move, demons still flee.” He would sing this with such authority, believing every word he sang to be true, his voice carried by the heavy strums on his acoustic guitar.

This particular night I attended by myself as at the time Tom and I weren’t spiritually on the same page and although we had an excellent marriage and were crazy about each other, we were a divided house when it came to the subject of church, the spiritual gifts and other denominational barriers (which I will get further into on another day with the second half of the Word from the Lord).

I needed so desperately to hear the Word I received that night.

“I have taken my daughter, and first of all He called you HIS DAUGHTER…”

My eyes immediately filled with tears. The Lord was speaking directly to me. How my heart felt to hear them is unforgettable. There was such an emphasis on the fact that I was God’s daughter and while I knew that to be true because of God’s Word, there was so much meaning hearing it emphasized through the gift of prophecy. I needed to hear those words that night. It changed so much for me and rooted me deeper into the truths I knew about God.

I had most recently gone through a spiritual battle so fierce that I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. While it was miserable, today I am thankful to have gone through it. I see directly how God used it to shape my hinds feet (Habakkuk 3:19). This battle was a direct attack from the enemy on my salvation. Pure lies. Another blog post for another day. I was slowly walking out of this on shaky legs, hanging so tightly to the truths I knew in Christ. Like a sunset rises every morning, so was my hope and trust in God’s Word. Hearing confirmation to God’s truths through the words “God’s daughter…” from the God of the universe – it’s like all time stood still. I was marked by the maker. His signature written on my heart, my soul. His imprint, His thumbprint…little old me. My ears and my spirit within me soaked up every morsel of what that meant.

From this moment on like a recorder this Word is continuously on instant replay in my mind. I have memorized every crumb of it. In my time of need the Holy Spirit brings it to my remembrance. Like music to my ears it has been the sweetest sound. Reassuring fears. God’s daughter…daughter of God…I play with the words – I flip them around; a constant grounding text that puts me right back where I need to be. Sure footing on solid ground. Me, little me, a speck in the vast universe would be recognized for a specific purpose. Named in ownership of the one and only living God!? He saw me on my shaky legs, holding my wrinkled and highlighted Bible, earnestly seeking, desperately trying to prove my love for Him. He saw me…and He loved me. He thought no harsh thoughts and He hugged my heart and held it and He whispered so gently, so confirming, so matter-of-factly that I was His. A daughter of God.

You see when the Lord encourages you it’s like laying the most stable ground in front of your feet and saying go on child walk in it. I picture being on top of a vast mountain range, but a path of green earth goes before you and He places a rail on which to hold (which represents Himself) and He says go ahead. And you hold to that rail and you aren’t afraid because He has given you sound ground, the right foundation. You focus on that foundation. Never wavering from it because it reminds you of who you are. It keeps you walking straight.

God’s daughter or God’s son be encouraged. Walk the sure ground. Cling to His truths. Know who you are in Him.

“You shall therefore lay these words of mine in your heart and soul, and you shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes.” Deuteronomy 11:18 (ESV)

Written by Bethany Curee, God’s Daughter – Freckled & Free