This sequence of events had me sitting in my car with a fresh haircut, crying and worshiping God for how amazing He is.
Yesterday, I decided to schedule a hair appointment at my regular salon/hair institute.
I meant to book for this Friday, but scheduled Thursday instead. After realizing the mistake, I nearly canceled, but felt Holy Spirit say this wasn’t a mistake.
So, I showed up at 9:30am today and immediately saw why I was there when the Lord brought two women to me in pain and in need of physical healings. In a sea of people, loud music, and busyness, these two women were individually led to share themselves with me so I could pray for them.
And if the story stopped there, I’d be happy! But that was just the beginning of His plan.
After those two encounters, I’m sitting in my chair listening to my stylist being unusually chatty. That alone piqued my curiosity.
I’ve never had this particular girl, but she felt very familiar. As our conversation evolved, I found myself full on testifying of coming out of witchcraft and sex work and coming to Christ. I shared about my deliverance and everything I’ve been freed from. Not only was she completely floored, but astonished at the short period of time in which my life has done a complete 360.
I ended up in that salon chair for 2.5 hours while she shared her life growing up in the church, why she fell away, the witchcraft she’s now involved in, and the super unhealthy relationship she can’t pry herself away from.
But here’s the kicker.
She’s telling me how she’s in school at the salon, but she works really late nights on the weekends. Like unusually late. I put two and two together and realize where I know her from, but I don’t say anything. Instead, I tell her how I do strip club outreach on Saturday nights and her jaw drops to the floor.
It turns out I ministered to this woman at the main strip club we frequent in February!! What?!
I nearly broke down crying five times throughout the conversation, and she was so in awe of God that she could hardly cut my hair. Even she could see this was no accident I was sitting in HER chair.
Our conversation went DEEP and in the end, I ran to my car and gave her a copy of my book with my phone number inside. That book is going to change her life.
Every single thing she’s going through, I’ve been through. And I kept telling her nothing will fill that God-shaped hole in her heart except for God. Thank you, Jesus.
I cried the entire way to my next appointment that I was now late for, as I joyously praised the Lord with shouts of glee.
I have countless testimonies of divine appointments, but this one might just take the cake.
God is moving and in relentless pursuit.
Glory, glory, glory!!!