I was told by Mr. Jordan that he respected and trusted me, and in no uncertain terms would he ever do anything to hurt me intentionally. I cannot honestly say that this has been case. I do not expect him to answer to my every whim, but I do expect him to be a man of honor, of integrity. A man is only as good as his word, and Mr. Jordan has shown that his word means nothing. I know power of God, and I have witnessed in my ministering Word of God for 18 years tremendous impact on people that anointing has. I know He is able to change heart of any man or woman, so I do not question Word that was spoken to Michael in 1998, and since then.

The actions of a man or woman do not dictate to God what He will or will not do, can or cannot perform in one’s life. I have debated in my heart many times about telling whole story behind our meeting and interactions since then. Of course many will take my motive wrong for doing so, but I cannot please people when I am striving to please God. There is nothing negative that can be said from subject at hand except for I trusted when I shouldn’t have. As was said of Madame Guyon, a great woman of God of 16th century, “Her only crime was that of loving God.”

It is my only fault, if it can be labeled as such, that I love God so much that I left aside persecution that I would receive, and misconstrued ideas of a man that need what I have to offer to bring him Word of God, to bring him life. As with anything great, it takes great pain to bring forth. This wasn’t an easy task, nor will it get easier with time. I have set my face as a flint for what I know is right and true, and I know that one day God will take out Michael’s stony heart and make it pliable for His use. In time, he will understand all that I have done has been out of pure love, unconditional love that God has for every man, woman, boy and girl. So story begins…. I met Michael in a little restaurant in Chicago in April 1998. It was a divine meeting for it was not planned by either of us, but it would truly be a day we would never forget. At first glance there was a tremendous surge of energy between us. Most would say that this was attraction, but I beg to differ because this was an energy unknown by either of us. We would like to blame it on flesh, bodily function, but Lord brought us together totally by His Spirit to perform a miraculous feat. His plan was to bring a divine, holy union of representation of Solomon and mysterious Shulamite. This was not natural, therefore it was beyond reasoning, but Mr. Jordan was a reasoning, rational man. Surely there was a rational explanation for meeting, for God would not dangle anything before him that would be a hindrance to man.

As we talked for at least 45 minutes, we stared in each other's eyes as if we had known each other all our lives. We were comfortable and at rest with each other, and Mr. Jordan listened intently as I shared with him things God had revealed to me concerning Him in past year. He agreed with things I said, and even wanted to hear more. I didn't pay attention at time to reason for his interest, only that he was willing to allow me to speak, and he was willing to listen. He had people waiting for him, some recognizable faces from media. I told him that I didn't want to keep him from his meeting with reporters, and he assured me that it was okay. I continued to speak when he put out his hand. I then realized that he wanted me to place my hand in his, and so I did. With this gesture God began to do something, and we both felt it all through us. We began to vibrate as if volts of electricity were pulsating through us. It was an experience I would never forget because it wasn't idea of sitting next to him, or fact that we were holding hands that made this occur. It was a pure act of God, for He promised me that He would confirm everything He showed me and told me up until that point.

Today you begin your journey together, weaving strands of your different lives into a strong thread that will be your guide, no matter how stimulating or strenuous your common path. Take time – even in midst of all excitement of these days – take time to acknowledge blessing that you have been given, for love such as yours does not come to every person, nor does it make itself known every day.

Cherish blessing that is your love.