Category Archives: Lee Johndrow

Choosing To Go Over

leejohndrowteamLast night a good friend called me. Ironically I was headed to bed, having already fallen asleep earlier, sometime around 7. (It was a l-o-n-g day.) But we had not spoken for a long time. His wife has been dealing with some pretty unusual sickness issues. I wanted to bring comfort and so I stayed up. On some levels it was more for me than for him.

A lot of our conversation was focused on the “next” step. I needed that. Continue reading Choosing To Go Over

I Hear Raise The Praise!

StardustThis morning I had three very intense dreams.

The first was this. I and a group that I worked with were in a very high skyscraper of sorts, looking out over the “city” below. We were people of prayer and we would “see” situations and deliver them to our folks to pray. The room was circular, allowing us 360 degrees of “view. We could “look” anywhere. The building was self contained. We were dressed as if we were at work in a business office in the city. Jackets, ties, dresses and such. Each visible desk had multiple monitors but no visible computers or even wires.

It was at a point, where I was explaining something was “going” on and we were going to have to leave, that two or three of us said, “Look! They are breaking in! They have overcome the guards and security stations. When I asked “how close” I was answered with now. We could hear them in a hallway or elevator shaft. Our staff walked over to a door that exited out into an area like a subway. (Keep in mind we are high above the world below…) It was a crazy glass or clear plastic tube that we all got into and in moments were somewhere else, seemingly miles and miles away from the danger.

In dream two, I and a friend encountered a group of people on an old farm. As I listened to what was being said, I realized that “it was wrong”. The words were condemnatory and dangerous. They were inciting people in such a way that others were in danger. I walked into the large barn and asked if I could share some things. I was denied and they threatened my life. I turned to my friends, but they had already left. I decided it was a “now or never” moment. And with that I began to speak. As my words went out I saw what could only be “described” as a liquid calm overtaking the barnful of people.

Dream three-I was living in a community very similar to the one I live in now. There had been a suicide by a young girl. I went with a couple of friends to visit the family. As we were driving, one of the women in the car began to get very agitated and started to talk loudly. As we made a right hand turn onto another larger street, I looked to her and simply said, “don’t you trust me”. I woke up with those words on my lips. In fact it woke me up. I closed my eyes, not to sleep, but to refocus. And even as she began to yell more and more, I felt myself “leave” the vehicle and get there. I saw myself and a friend praying for this young girl as life restored. The young people around us just sat there and began to cry. It was not long after that the car full of people arrived to a room full of people who were revived by the spirit of God, forsaking drugs and immorality.

As I talked to my friend in another room our discussion was “they are believing lies.” They are taking scripture and calling them musing. This is why they are being hurt. (Not scriptural truth but deception was being brought forth.)

I felt these words in my chest…”You want change? Be the change…”

We are in the midst of something crazy. So much is wrong while so much is right. People think this is the way it is to be. I am not so sure. Polarization? Continued danger? (I remember a young woman from South Africa telling me she did not stop at stops signs and stop lights in a America, because she still could not wrap her brain about the idea people would not grab her like they would in her home country.) It is time for the people of God to remove fear from their lives and perfect the love of the Father through their expression of Him. What are you speaking? What are you saying? What are you doing?

I believe the first dream spoke of people seeing situations and circumstances and taking Godly authority over them. Certainly I believe evils is being “released” but I believe God is releasing the “hearing of God” on His people in this hour. Not just the seeing. I believe He is going to keep safe those that cling to Him and listen. We have the power to overcome sickness and disease, death and destruction. Creative miracles are being called into play.

The second dream indicates that there is a clear message of goodness that will overtake the people. Clear leadership will arise in this nation. People thought of least will become the most in His kingdom and I hear the words “rapid deployment”. God’s supernatural peace is being tapped into. Touched and pulled in.

The third dream reminded me of Lazarus and his rising. Death can not contain. Real deal miracles are in abundance.

I am hearing even in this moment that there is a rapid deployment of folks who see and hear, speaking His peace in a storm and even raising the dead. I feel the Lord is saying “prepare your heart” for you have not encountered this in your lives. I felt there is a “need for seed” and God gives seed to the sower. There are many who are sowing and it is in this hour that seed must come. I speak to those who thought their season was over, their hour was sour, but even now I see a refreshing. It will require changes in thinking. For some I hear that you must go the place of influence and regain that which was lost.

I believe it is time for the return of praise to the lips of His people and to His church. (I am reminded of a meeting I attended some 20 plus years ago. We were not allowed in the building, but literally thousands of us stood and turned away from the stadium to “face the city”. Songs of praise began to come forth over Indianapolis in that early morning sun. Louder and louder, stronger and stronger. Even the protesters were swept up in it.)

I hear raise the praise(prays?…) to remove the malaise.

A New Season…What Does That Mean…

Ready for God to express Himself.
Ready for God to express Himself.

A new season…

What does that really mean? How do we digest that? What do we do with that? So often we think a new season is going to be great, but what if it isn’t?

For instance I began a new season a few months ago. By my standards (And others…) I failed. For the first time in my life I was “unsuccessful” and did not meet goals or expectations. Was that a good season? Does God look at it and say “you failed” or you had a bad season?

The result of my “bad season” is I have turned inward. I have stayed closer to God. (Further from friends and family.) I don’t have my verve. I am not sure what it looks like to be like Paul and Silas in a prison singing praise. Do not get me wrong. I have praised God. Only yesterday I am sure some folks thought I was “loose” from somewhere as I sang my songs of praise.

Here we are. August.


As I spoke to many people, most were ready for July to end. It had not “panned” out the way they thought. So what are our standards? I had a new grandchild. Made a couple of new friends. What is your thought?

I believe that the “hunger” for the Lord to move has increased. Things often change in a day or a moment. Only last month people wanted Health Care resolved but today it is the fears caused by the border explosion: hungry children, disease and violence.

Down seasons can make you bitter or better. They can reduce you or increase you. Who is your hope tied to?

Lee…where is the word? I believe this is it.

Today is the day of the beginning. The day where you can say “I am going to praise God in my season of downness”. To recognize God with my praise. To look for Him in what I do not see Him doing yet. To review what He did do for me in my season of down, of apparent failure. To recognize He is “now” in my now.

I looked at Joseph. The man who seemed to lose coats. The man who went from the pit to Potiphar’s, to the prison to the palace. How long did he sit in his place of apparent failure, of despair while in the pit? How long did he languish after he gave a “great” word to a baker and a butler? What was his standard? Did he give up? Did he stop giving words or interpreting dreams? Apparently not, because it was an interpretation that set him free.

Will you extend grace in your pit? Will you minister in your prison? Will you not waver in the “house of Potiphar”?

My time in “darkness” has revealed to me what I am good at and what I am not.

August. The dictionary describes the word August, as majestic, imposing, dignified or of noble birth. So, I say to you this day, what will you birth of majesty, of dignity? Will you release that which has been within you all these years?

Regardless of your prison or palace, God is in you, seeking a place to express Himself through you. Whether it is in the work place or in the grocery store. God invested in you. He invested with a return in mind and He is a long term investor. Regardless of the season, the return is coming.

Thy Kingdom Come!

leejohndrowteamI was up at 3 this morning. I would like to tell you I “had a reason”, but that would not be truth. For some reason, I woke and found myself wanting to or needing to pray. I found myself praying for situations in our country. Troubling, difficult situations. It matters less about what they are and simply that we know to pray.

As I lay there wanting to sleep but knowing it was not fruitful, I began to see people and places. I felt like I was overhead, zooming down from an eagle’s perspective. Silently I would view a circumstance or an individual only to find myself “needing” to pray. Continue reading Thy Kingdom Come!

Where Have All The Birdies Gone?

growingupMy frustration

Today I was in a meeting for work and the question on the table was, “what is your major frustration?” My answer was a simple, “I don’t know what I don’t know.” My reason was simple. It seemed like the idea of a “simple” sale (One that didn’t need extra parts, special efforts or more.) was beyond me. Each sale seemed to require extra forms and effort to get it all together. I was fast coming to a place of “melt down”. Too many things were being required and each time I thought I had a pathway, a different route was required. Continue reading Where Have All The Birdies Gone?

A Change In The Weather

"Use me!"
“Use me!”

Many years ago I was part of a canoe trip on Lake George. Lake George is 30 plus miles long. A large wind had kicked up and a storm had blown over the westerly side of the lake. The waves were easily 3 feet high and feeling like they were climbing. I was not worried abut drowning or getting injured, but I was worried about what would happen if the canoes capsized with the food in them, as well as our clothes and such. The wind increased and the waters whitened on the crest of the waves. Out of the fog and the mist appeared one of the Lake George steam ships. As it cut across in front of us, the wake got higher and higher. I could see the waves headed towards our 7 canoes. Above the roar of the waves and wind the counselors were screaming, “hit it at a 45 degree angle!!!” Everyone began to adjust their canoes. As canoes disappeared in the troughs of the waves, my thought was the food! Continue reading A Change In The Weather

Salmon And The Land Of New England

Ready for God to express Himself.
Ready for God to express Himself.

Like many children I learned to fish at my dad’s feet. My dad had been an awesome fisherman. He fished all kids of fish, all kinds of places. One of the main rivers he took us to fish was a tributary to the Connecticut River. I loved to fish and while I preferred lake fishing and live bait, I learned the ways of the river and the fish.

Last night I was in a meeting and I saw my dad, I saw fish and I saw something that I saw from roughly 1995-2001. It was during that time I saw something involving fish and spirituality. On the way home from the meeting I was reminded of it and saw the emphasis of. Continue reading Salmon And The Land Of New England

Patience Is Preparing a Generation

preachingatvillageDespite going to bed later than normal, I awoke at the same time. And there on the floor was the turtle. (Now the last time I saw a turtle was at my daughter’s wedding in St. Lucia last year. A large sea turtle had crawled up to the base of the stairs and deposited her eggs.) So “seeing” a turtle in my room was a surprise. But there it was. Slowly moving across the floor. And then it turned as if to say “follow me”. Follow you? Where? Why? Continue reading Patience Is Preparing a Generation