Thank you for always listening to our podcast.
We hope they are a blessing to your life. this
house. I love Pastor Daniel. I love this team.
You guys are family. And I just felt this morning
when I opened my eyes the first thing. I heard
that verse, blessed are the pure in heart. For
they shall see God. And I want to honor your
purity. When I think about this church, when
I think about Pastor Daniel, I just think of
purity. almost offensive servanthood the humility
you carry I don't think you realize how rare
that is and I just want to honor you each and
every one of you And I believe that what's the
contents of your heart, what's inside of your
heart, that far outweighs anything that could
be done on a platform. His eyes aren't searching
to and fro for the best preachers or for the
most gifted. or for the ones who have it all
together. He's looking for the pure ones. He's
looking for pure sacrifices. That he can trust
with his dreams. And I believe that's who you
are. So I just want to honor you. When I was
praying about this morning, Isaac knows I've
been going back and forth. What do I say? What
do I talk about? I'm not going to say I'm not
a preacher because I'm trying to break that lie,
but I am far more comfortable as a worshiper
than a preacher. But for some reason the Lord
would not let me move on from the Nazarite vow.
Normally I talk about worship. But I felt like
there was an invitation this morning to a deeper
lifestyle of consecration. And about holiness.
I don't know if you're anything like me. Maybe
you grew up in the church, maybe you didn't.
but usually when people hear the word holy or
holiness, there's immediately a reservation.
Because for me growing up, holiness, that word
was used as a punishment or a fear tactic. That's
not how a good Christian woman lives. That's
not how someone who's holy lives. And it was
all about the outward appearance. Or even behavioral
modification. And God's not after you being a
good church kid. As we were just singing, he's
an all -consuming fire. And he's looking for
those who will be holy as he is holy. So a little
bit about my story. I did not grow up in church.
I'm gonna just... kind of do the rapid fire version
because there's so many details. But basically
I grew up in Florida, a little tiny town, Daytona
Beach. Come on Florida people, I know what you're
doing here. So I grew up in a single mom household.
My mom's a queen. She is or is a firefighter,
police officer, corrections officer. She's intense.
She is amazing though. But I didn't grow up with
a father in my life. So my dad originally, my
mom and my dad, I'm just gonna be really raw
tonight, that's okay, or this morning. Basically,
I was the product of a one night stand. My dad
was told that he was completely infertile. He
was in between his second and third marriage
at the time. So when my mom found out that she
was pregnant, obviously naturally it was like,
you're crazy. There's no way that's impossible.
I was told by doctors that I'm infertile So for
the first four years of my life my dad kept my
existence a secret And my mom decided to raise
me on her own I didn't meet my biological father
until I was four years old. And although I loved
him when I met him, he was very inconsistent,
very in and out of my life. And there was a point
where my mom was like, I can't do this on my
own, I need help to raise Bailey. So she sent
word to my grandmother, my crazy grandmother,
to come and move down to Florida and help raise
me. Who in here has a crazy Pentecostal grandmother?
Raise your hand. I know I'm not alone. I just
want to say, if you have a praying grandmother,
you're cooked. Just give up now. because her
prayers are potent. So my grandmother moved down
and all of a sudden she's raising me. And every
day she's literally preaching the gospel to me.
I remember, even at five, six years old, being
woken up to the sound of her weeping in the living
room at four in the morning. And I actually brought
her Bible today. Because it's the greatest legacy
that I have. And so as my grandmother, for years
and years, praying for me and raising me. There
came a point where her prayers caught up to me.
And in middle school, as I'm being dragged to
church with her, there was a moment when I was
in eighth grade. where I heard news that my father
had gotten arrested. He was arrested for sexually
abusing a couple hundred women or something like
that. And obviously, that's devastating to hear
the news of. And that moment for me, it wasn't
just, oh, well, My dad's arrested, oh well. For
me, it just solidified the lie that I was already
carrying, that I was rejected, abandoned. And
that any hope I had for a father in my life was
hopeless. And I will never forget the day my
grandmother looked me in the eyes. And she said,
you are not fatherless. Before you were formed
in your mother's womb. He knew you. He saw you.
He fashioned you. Your destiny was pre -written
before you ever took your first breath. And at
the time I thought, this lady is crazy. She doesn't
even know what she's talking about. She's just
saying that because she's my grandma and she
has to. But the next thing you know, as an eighth
grader, I'm being plagued and tormented with
suicidal thoughts. I was self -harming. Nobody
knew it. And just to give you a side note, I
was leading worship. That whole time. That entire
time I was up on a stage, singing to a God I
did not know. But all it took was one single
moment for me. Where I grabbed this exact Bible.
I got home from school that day after hearing
the news about my father's arrest. And I remember
I literally got on the floor and I opened the
Bible like this and I'm like, just waiting for
the sky to split open or something to happen.
And obviously nothing did. And I'm frustrated.
I'm like this God that everyone keeps saying
he's so good. He's so faithful. He's my father.
Where is he now? I'm sitting there. I say out
loud. If you're real, prove it. And let me just
tell you, if you ever pray a prayer like that,
God's like test me. Try me. So in that moment,
you know how in scary movies the whole room turns
colder? And there's like that eerie music and
it gets darker. It was the opposite for me. All
of a sudden the room gets like 30 degrees hotter.
And I feel something shift in the room. And I
had no grid for the presence of God or for, you
know, His presence manifesting. I never even
read the Bible before. I never even prayed before.
And all of a sudden, I feel this tangible love
fill the room. And I felt someone come up behind
me and bear hug me. And I was terrified. Absolutely
terrified. But I knew that he was real. And I
never felt a love like that. I had never felt
a love like that. It's like it filled up every
void and every question. It didn't even make
sense. He didn't even have to tell me I am God.
It was like there was a deep knowing, a deep
longing that this is the one I've been searching
for. So from that day, I actually went to a Christian
school at the time because of my grandmother
and I remember walking up to my teachers and
the first thing I said to them was hypothetically
speaking, if this were to happen to you, what
would you do? And of course my teachers are like,
did that happen to you? I'm like, no, no, no,
just my friend or something. Because I had a
reputation of being that girl that was rebellious.
That laughed at other Christians. Even when I
would lead worship, I would think to myself.
They look so stupid. They're singing to the walls.
I have never seen God show up until it happens
to me. And when I was talking to my teacher,
what she told me was the same way that you...
walked into your room and you sat with your Bible
open and you talked to him. Do that every day.
I was like, okay, I guess I will. So I quickly
became addicted to his presence. I didn't know
what I was doing. There was no There was no pastor
telling me pray like this, do this. It was me
in my weakness, in my brokenness, fumbling my
way through relationship with God. And every
time he showed up, he didn't split the sky open,
fired I didn't descend down, but in that small
whisper, in the secret place, where no one knew
me except him, where no one's eyes were on me
but his, he changed everything. Literally everything.
So the very next year, Because of my dad's arrest,
my mom could no longer afford child support.
So all of a sudden, I'm being sent to a public
school. Although I was not a believer, at the
time that I went to the private school, all of
a sudden my little Christian bubble is being
popped. So now I'm at a school with 3 ,000 people.
But this time I'm burning. This time I'm in love.
And I remember the very first day of my high
school years. I prayed to the Lord on the bus
on the way. And I said, God, would you send revival
to this school? I want to be walking revival
today. And from that began this four year journey.
Where every chance I got. I was telling someone
about Jesus. And I wish I could tell you I was
perfect at it and everyone got saved. Actually,
the opposite happened. There was so much opposition.
People at school hated me. I would walk in the
halls and they'd be like, there's the Mother
Mary, there she is. And they would call me Jesus
freak not knowing that's a compliment. But I
remember even during class, I'd be talking to
someone and they'd be like. I am Christian. But
everything in their life looked just like how
mine did in middle school. And I remember opening
up the Bible and be like, no, no, no, no. Look
what it says. Look what it says. I was in love.
I was consumed. And there came a point. All of
a sudden the Jesus Club that I had started had
grown to 80 people. Which is amazing, but it
started to attract a lot of unwanted attention.
Where all of a sudden people are writing me death
letters. Students that I went to school with.
in class with, all of a sudden are writing me
letters saying, if you ever say the name of Jesus
again, we're gonna beat you up. We're gonna kill
your family. We're gonna set you on fire. In
America. And to be honest, they were all talk,
to be honest. And they don't know that my mom's
a cop. But the reality that I was walking in
the midst of darkness was real to me. It was
my everyday. And there was a day where I'm riding
my bike through my neighborhood. We lived by
the beach, so a bunch of us were riding back
home. We lived near the beach and a group of
girls who hated the Jesus Club were hiding in
the neighborhood and the minute that they saw
me they jumped us, they beat us up. And I just
remember The thing that they said before they
left us was they spit and they said, we hate
Jesus. And I remember laying there, literally
just shook about what just happened. And I remember
thinking to myself, it's worth it. He's worth
it. And my mom, of course, he wanted to press
charges. As she does. I remember she sat with
me. And my mom is a believer now, but she wasn't
at the time. And I remember she looked at me
with tears in her eyes. And she said, do you
really have to be that loud about Jesus? Does
it really take all that? It's okay if you have
your religion You don't have to talk about it
all the time And I just remember sobbing As I
told my mom There is no one else for me I will
not lay down my love for Jesus for anything.
Can I tell you that it was not any better after
that? I wish I could tell you that all of a sudden
the difficulty lifted. I wish I could tell you
that everyone loved me after that. But honestly
those four years of high school was a plow It
was a journey But I remember as I graduated high
school Remember I remember saying to myself Jesus
is worthy of this a single decision that you've
made in the name of radical love for Jesus, it
is never wasted. It's never wasted. And the reason
why I share my story and I share some of those
high school years is because I was burning and
I was passionate for the gospel. But in my later
years, as I went to Bible college, and I started
going to ministry, that zeal died down. Because
I remember everyone in high school telling me,
that's just young zeal, you'll get over that.
Ah, just let her be wild now, because she'll
calm down later. And I honestly bit the bait.
I took it. Now in my college years, I'm surrounded
by primarily Christians. And I began to see how
many Christians were living in apathy. All of
a sudden everyone's telling me, you need to build
your ministry. And I'm not knocking school. But
for me, it was out of duty, not love. It was
because I was more caught up in a Christian culture
than living out simple obedience to Jesus. And
I began to tone down this passion and this burning
zeal. And eventually I found myself really backslidden.
I found myself in rooms I never thought I'd be
in. With people I never thought I'd be with.
Making choices I knew in my heart this is not
what God had asked of me. But in 2016, I just
got off work. And I'm sitting on my bed, and
I'm scrolling through Facebook. And I remember,
I stumbled upon this live stream of a man named
Lu Engel. And it was the Azusa now, the call.
It was a gathering of about 80 ,000 believers
in the Coliseum in Los Angeles. And the whole
gathering was about prayer and fasting for the
turning of America back to God. And I'm at this
place in my life where all of a sudden, I'm only
18 years old. years all of a sudden became the
glory days. I remember when I saw God heal that
person in my lunchroom. I remember seeing the
atheist all of a sudden on his knees weeping
before God in my school. But all these stories
were Because I became a professional Christian.
I had forgotten the love I had at first. It all
became about ministry and movement. But I had
forgotten Him. All of a sudden it was about me
being this minister, but my heart was far. And
as I'm watching Azusa now, I see this wild 60
-year -old man with fire in his eyes, crying
out for the turning of America. And he began
to talk about something called the Nazareth Vowel.
Do you guys have your Bibles? Even if it's digital.
Can you flip to number six? Also, I just want
to say, I flipped to number six like two days
ago. And I found a vow my grandma had written
in the 80s. Write at number six. coincidence
okay I just want to read number six real quick
God spoke to Moses oh sorry that's the message
the Lord said to Moses speak to the Israelites
and say to them if a man or woman wants to make
a special vow a vow of separation to the Lord
as a Nazarite he must abstain from wine and other
fermented drink Must not drink vinegar made from
wine or from oh, I just get that or from other
fermented drink He must not drink grape juice
or eat grapes or raisins as long as he is a Nazarite
He must not eat anything that comes from the
grapevine not even the seeds or skins During
the entire period of his vows separation. No
razor may be used on his head He must be holy
until the period of a separation to the Lord
is over He must let the hair of his head grow
long Throughout the period of a separation to
the Lord he must not go near a dead body Even
if his own father or mother or brother or sister
dies He must not make himself ceremonially unclean
on account of them because the symbol of a separation
to God is on his head Throughout the period of
a separation he is consecrated to the Lord If
someone dies suddenly in his presence, thus defiling
the hair he is dedicated, he must shave his head
on the day of his cleansing, the seventh day.
Then on the eighth day, he must bring two doves
or two young pigeons to the priest at the entrance
to the tent of meeting. The priest is to offer
one as a sin offering and the other as a burnt
offering to make atonement for him because he
sinned by being in the presence of the dead body.
That same day he is to consecrate his head. He
must dedicate himself to the Lord for the period
of a separation and must bring a year old male
lamb as a guilt offering. The previous days do
not count because he has become defiled during
a separation. Now this is the law for the Nazarite.
When the period of a separation is over, he is
to be brought to the entrance to the tent of
meeting. There he is to present his offerings
to the Lord. A year old male lamb without defect
for a burnt offering. A year old ewe lamb without
defect for a sin offering. A ram without defect
for a fellowship offering. Together with their
grain offerings and drink offerings and a basket
of bread made without yeast. Cakes made of fine
flour mixed with oil and wafers spread with oil.
The priest is to present them before the Lord
and make the sin offering and the burnt offering.
He is to present the basket of unleavened bread.
Is to sacrifice the ram as a fellowship offering
to the Lord together with this grain offering
and drink offering? Then at the entrance to the
tent of meeting the Nazarite must shave off the
hair that he dedicated He is to take the hair
and put it in the fire that is under the sacrifice
of the fellowship offering After the Nazarite
has shaved off the hair of his dedication The
priest is to place in his hands a boiled shoulder
of the ram and a cake and a wafer from the basket
both made without yeast. The priest shall then
wave them before the Lord as a wave offering.
They are holy and belong to the priest, together
with the breast that was waved and the thigh
that was presented. After that, the Nazarite
may drink wine. This is the law of the Nazarite
who vows his offering to the Lord in accordance
with the separation, in addition to whatever
else he can afford. He must fulfill the law or
the vow he has made according to the law of the
Nazarite. It's a mouthful, I know. Bear with
me. Mientras dure su promesa de Nazareo, no comerá
ningún producto de la vid, desde la semilla hasta
la cáscara. Mientras dure el tiempo de su consagración
al Señor, es decir, mientras dure su promesa
de Nazareo, tampoco se cortará el cabello, sino
que se lo dejará crecer y se mantendrá santo.
Mientras dure el tiempo de su consagración al
Señor, no podrá acercarse a ningún cadáver, ni
siquiera en caso de que muera su padre, su madre,
su hermano o su hermana. No de vera serse ritualmente
impuro a causa de ellos, porque lleva sobre la
cabeza el símbolo de su consagración a Dios.
Mientras dure el tiempo de su consagración al
Señor, sementandrá Santo. Si de improviso alguien
muere junto a Él, la consagración de su cabeza
quedará anulada. Así que, al cabo de siete días,
en el día de su purificación, deberá rasurarse
la cabeza. Al octavo dia llevará dos palomas
o dos tortolas y se las entregará al sacerdote
a la entrada de la tienda de reunión. El sacerdote
ofrecerá una de ellas como sacrificio por el
perdón de pecados y la otra como holocausto.
Así el sacerdote pedirá perdón por el pecado
del Nazareo, ya que este pecó al entrar en contacto
con un cadáver. That same day Nazareth will consecrate
his head again, consecrating to the Lord the
time of his Nazareth and carrying a lamb of one
year as a sacrifice for the guilt. He will not
take into account the previous time because his
consecration was canceled. this is the Untadas
con aceite y también ofrendas de cereal y ofrendas
líquidas. Entonces el sacerdote las presentará
al señor y ofrecerá el sacrificio por el perdón
y el alocausto en favor del naceo. Ofrecerá el
carnero al señor como sacrificio de comunión
junto con el canastillo de panes sin levadura.
TAMIEN PRESENTARÁ LAS OFRENDAS DE CEREAL Y LAS
OFRENDAS LÍQUIDAS. LUEGO AL ENTRADO DE LA TIENDA
DE REUNION, EL NASAREO SE RAPARA LA CABEZA. TOMARÁ
EL CABELLO QUE CONSACRIÓ Y LO ECHARÁ AL FUEGO
QUE ARDE BAJO UN SACRIFICIO DE COMUNION. UNA
VEZ QUE EL NASAREO SE HAYA RAPADO LA CABEZA,
SACERDOTE TOMARÁ EL CANASTILLO UN PAN SIN LAVADURA
Y UNA HUELA SIN LAVADURA, MAS LA ESPALDIYA COCIDA
DEL CARNERO. Pondrá todo esto en manos del Nazareo.
Después, mes será todo esto ante el Señor como
una ofrenda. Todo esto es santo y le pertenece
al sacerdote. Lo mismo que el pecho mesido y
el muslo ofrecido como contribución. Finalizando
este rito, el Nazareo podrá beber vino. Esta
ley se aplicará al Nazareo que haga una promesa.
This is the offering that the Lord will present
for his Nazareth, apart from what he can give
according to his resources. According to the
law of the Nazareth, he must fulfill the promise
he made.