I was sound asleep and suddenly I heard, you can’t stay in the suit if it drags you down. At the same time I saw a picture of me wearing a long nylon onesie with a giant rock in it, pulling me down and stretching the onesie.

Then I saw me form into tiny me…I descended in the suit, jumped off the rock, and ascended super high out of the suit, into the heavens.

I realized I needed to do this prophetic act. Jump off some rocks in joy, while blessing my family, work, and all circumstances around me. I jumped on scattered rocks twirling and shouting, like an awkward toddler in my parents long driveway.

Then laying down, I realized I needed to do another layer of forgiveness. I’ve done layers and layers of forgiveness of the past, but new things have come up.

While I forgave and prayed for a special family members destiny, I saw a picture of her ascending really high into God’s arms. I released her there, and felt peace to let go, knowing she is fully in God’s hands. With a reminder and a knowing that God says who I am.

In my hands to him are all the pain I can’t deny. I’m not throwing it aside. They are my offering to him. I’m not holding them against anyone anymore. They are in my open hand, once a burnt feeling now an offering unto the Lord. Turning the burning, into a burning for the Lord. Turning the burning, into a burning for the Lord. Turning the burning, into a burning for the Lord. His help is all I need. His revelation is all I want. And with His word I shall agree.

And the Lord said to me, “right with me is believing who I say you are.”

A shift took place.

I felt love and compassion for her that I haven’t in some time. I remembered she’s a daughter, and I remembered her story.

That same morning I woke up with this radical verse sounding off and repeating.

“A warrior filled with wisdom ascends into the high place and releases regional breakthrough, bringing down the strongholds of the mighty.” Proverbs 21:22

Of the mighty!

What happens when the so called mighty hurt us. Many leaders in my life have broken me. I’d have a difficult time blessing leaders, if they spoke to my daughters the way some have to me. Which indeed came up this last year.

It wasn’t easy with their teacher whom seemed to have retirement on her mind only, and the different beliefs she tried to push on my 12 year old with made up religions, anti moral worldly ways, and an atheist book. And then her ways of doing life like constantly pointing out the wrongs. And sarcastic name calling like calling my 8 year old weirdo one, that I certainly didn’t approve of.

After months of prayer, and a decision in my heart to change our homeschool teacher in the new year, we had one extra intense meeting that changed everything. After an accusing word that brought up my own childhood traumas, and both of us asking eachother to not speak to eachother the way we were. Heated red faces and body manifestations we couldn’t hide. Both of us almost quitting, and then suddenly both of us laughing after our acknowledging of how difficult this was.

I suddenly felt a shift, and the presence of peace with me, and with us all. Holy laughter seemed to have filled the room. We were able to finish our work, and she said do you still want to move on, or do you think we can work together smiling. After months of prayer, I suddenly knew it was God’s plan for us to finish the year with her. My daughters and I had at that point been through so many changes of moving from LA to Redding, to my parents house, to housitting a resort on Shasta lake, and so much more. With this teacher, we had finally all got each others systems, understood our traumas, and all felt comfortable enough to speak our minds for change. I suddenly strongly felt God wanted us to press through. And the rest of the year with her was filled with compassion, and honesty. This was a new level of resilience I walked through with my daughters. And it was good. God turns everything to good.

We pushed through by the grace of God and the transparent authentic power of Jesus. Through it both of my daughters confidence and assertiveness grew, they grew closer to God, and our own relationship grew stronger.

Now that those childhood to early adult age wounds of mine seem far passed and forgiven, God is asking me to take another route. The even narrower route. I had a dream of an empty boat, too big to fit into a streaming light filled tunnel. I asked God, what do I need to release off of this boat. He said insecurity. I said how.

He said, you can’t be insecure when you’re His secured.

I felt instantly lifted. Standing taller because I am His secured. It doesn’t matter what anyone else says, when we are His secured.

I’ve struggled with insecurity because of many word curses, a tricky childhood, and I lived in a toxic abusive relationship where nothing I ever did was right, and all that mattered was image. As long as my mouth was shut was the message.

I truly lost it and became my worst as well…not wanting to live anymore, but knew I had too for my children. Out of desperation I said yes to God rescuing me.

It is a journey, and I am still learning with His word and power to break off shame, old lies and agreements.

I’ve broken them off before, but I can feel them again with circumstances and life changes, appearing often through people.

Today it feels as though I can’t hold it in anymore. The ins of insecure needs to jump out now, so I can be His secured and His secured only. He anoints my head with oil, and my cup overflows….it’s not meant to stay inside. It’s meant to overflow, even if it’s learning to bless the special ones that somehow agreed with darkness and brought pain. With Jesus we can do anything, through the fire and through the rain, the chains are breaking.

I know I’m not the only one.

Jesus truths calls us blessed and victorious, and have the purifying cleansing power to turn it all into gold. Every bit of our testimonies into gold. I am learning to allow His cascading lights fill the gaps, and wash away all of the enemies words.

I pray this over everyone who’s had a hard time. That Gods Heavenly water washes you, and you tangibly feel connected to the arms of the Father. The one whom knows us best. And the one whom loved us at our worst.

Let Him wash through the pain, like toys in a bathtub, and watch his love drench them into their destined places. Freeing them to His power!

Perhaps in order to ascend, we need to descend. Like a Plie in ballet. Which means to bend. Plie deep through precious tears, and allow Jesus there. Stop, and look around the fire like Daniel, Hananiah, Mishael and Azariah did. Remaining pure in the call of God!

Allow the Holy Spirit fully in to take us higher to forgive, so that not only we are free, but the special ones around us, are also free to rise out of unhealthy strongholds.

I wonder if bringing down strongholds, starts with one of the hardest things I’ve had to do in my life, forgive again.

Yes to appropriate boundaries, but forgive in the way God gives grace to, so that unforgiveness and bitterness have no place of destructive strongholds!

Jesus raised Lazarus, when many thought he was dead. Jesus walked on water when the many around him was flooded in worry. Doubt religion, mockery and criticism were around the Son, whom came in the flesh and walked as us and with us. He walked on water with a foundation of words!

I see a picture of someone holding onto His feet as He walks on the water. I see a picture of Jesus walking into our fires as we rest and lay it all down. He rose from the dead, giving us His power to do the same. I see a picture of someone Holding onto His feet, and rising with Jesus through the fire and through the rain.

“You, Lord, are forgiving and good, abounding in love to all who call to you.” “And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive them, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.” “Blessed is the one whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered.”

Mark 11

The Lord will guide you continually giving you water, giving you water when you are dry and restoring your strength.

Isaiah 58:11

Love to you all! Have such a blessed week. Thanks for reading. Take special care! 🙏🏼

Love always, B.H.Scheer

Forgiveness in the fire & rain


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