Triumph Today | The International Ministry of Jason and Kimberly Sciscoe

It’s 10:00 am and I’m running through Chicago O’ Hare airport in hopes of catching my flight for Montreal.  My first flight was delayed and now I’m pushing it to make my connection.  I’m supposed to speak at a Ladies Conference tonight and tomorrow and I would really like to get there.

I make it.  I rush to the gate and of course, wait to board.  Hmmm 18D—not too bad of a seat, should be in the middle of the plane.  Not so, I soon discover.  Despite the fact that we’re flying overseas, this is a teeny tiny plane and 18D is the last row of the plane.  You know, the row that is the bumpiest and right next to the smelly water closet—the row where everyone hovers over you the entire flight waiting to use the bathroom. Ugh!

Oh, great–there’s a baby next to me (payback for the 99 flights Julianna was on before she turned one)!  Oh well, at least I’ve got my earplugs and I can sleep.  Then I realize the seats don’t even decline on this back row.  This is going from bad to worse.  I sigh and decide to just make the best of it.

Just then the flight attendant comes to our row and says to me,  “Would you mind to move to first-class, we need it for weight distribution? There’s only one passenger up there now.”  She winks and says, “We always start from the last row.”

I think to myself, God is throwing His weight around.

I smile inside and bounce up to first class, thinking I didn’t know my weight made such a difference.

I’m reminded again that when I do God’s business, He takes care of my business and the perks.

So what perks does He have in store for you today?   Take time to notice the little things that God does for you to remind you that He knows just how to take care of you and when.   I hope before the days over, you can sing with me, It’s my time for God’s favor, my time to be blessed.

One year ago today, at 3:46 in the afternoon my dad said goodbye to this world and said hello to heaven.  Of all the gigantic smiles my dad wore throughout his life, I’m sure none compared to the one he wore that day he said,  “Hello heaven.”

It has been said that You never know God is all you need until He is all you have.   Never have I understood the depth of that saying until walking through the valley of the shadow of death this past year.  Truly, God is enough.

What has this year taught me?

It has taught me how to say goodbye: goodbye to regret, goodbye to bitterness, goodbye to unforgiveness, goodbye to materialism, goodbye to petty pursuits and goodbye to control.

I feel the cold hands of winter losing its grasp on me.  Spring is pulling.  Hello to hope.  Hello to peace.  Hello to purpose.  Hello to life.

As I spoke at a ladies conference this morning, I could feel my father’s spirit around me.  It was though he was saying, “Kimberly, the ‘Hello Heaven’ is worth all of the goodbyes.  Carry on.”

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People walked for miles, some as much as 10 hours before they caught a bus to ride several more hours to the crusade site. Hunger drove them-spiritual hunger.

The children were the first to be fed with a 8:30 am Sunday School service full of Holy Ghost energy. Children danced and waved 2,500 hundred bamboo streamers, guitars and drums blasted aloud their worship and parents watched in anticipation as their children took in the word of God. At least 20 children received the Holy Ghost for the first time.

An earthquake, topping 6.2 on the richter scale shook the city 42 miles south of where God was shaking hearts, minds and spirits at the crusade.

5,000 people gathered for the second service as Joe Rios Jr., a pastor of both a Spanish and an English church in Houston, TX spoke to a full house. This dynamic young man connected well and communicated effectively to a very responsive audience. The altars filled and the Holy Ghost was poured out as the praise team celebrated with guitars, drums and shofars. It was a fiesta in the House of God as more than 200 received the baptism of the Holy Spirit. The high energy worship filled the entire convention hall.

I spoke at the 11 AM service. The people had been there for three hours by the time I took the pulpit and were getting a little weary and hungry. Speaking with a translator slowed down the pace compared to the first two services and the tone of this service was much more reserved. I simply preached the Word (The Triumph of Hope) and God took care of the rest. Despite the lull, 92 more were filled with the Holy Ghost!

Joe Rios preached again in the afternoon service and the convention ended with another great outpouring of the Holy Ghost. All the people who were filled with the Holy Spirit that day came to the platform. The line stretched across the breadth of the huge stage. Then the celebration began again. We danced and danced and danced. When all the reports came in at the day of the day, 600 had been filled with the Holy Spirit and 60 had been baptized. God quenched their hunger and thirst! It was an unforgettable day!

Thank you so much for your prayers and financial support. Special thanks to Pastor Jon Harris from Arlington, TX, who brought 10 people with him on the trip from his church. He played a major role in organizing and financing this trip. We have so enjoyed the fellowship with Pastor Harris, Missionary Thompson, Pastor Joe Rios and the rest of the team. With these kind of results we can only ask…when can we do this again?