About Jim

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I Want Your Imagination: The Beginning of My Spiritual Journey

As the son of a preacher, faith was always a part of my life—but it wasn’t until I turned twenty-five that my personal spiritual journey truly began. Around that time, I started to have profound spiritual experiences—moments of deep connection and revelation that forever changed how I saw God, myself, and the world.

One night, everything shifted.
As I lay quietly in my room, I suddenly felt the unmistakable presence of God. The atmosphere was alive, charged with something far beyond words. Then, in the stillness, I heard a voice—clear and gentle—say,

“I want your imagination.”

Those four words became the turning point of my life. They marked the beginning of a transformative journey, one that invited me to see imagination not as mere fantasy, but as a sacred space—a meeting place between the divine and the human spirit.

For the next twenty-seven years, I served as a pastor, walking with others through their own spiritual questions and awakenings. Ministry was both humbling and holy, a daily reminder that faith is not static—it grows, stretches, and transforms us.

Now, in this new chapter of my life, I spend most of my time writing—reflecting on the profound experiences that have shaped my soul. Through words, I try to give voice to the unseen, to translate what I’ve learned from those sacred moments when the divine whispers into the imagination.

This journey is still unfolding, and every day I continue to learn what it means to surrender my imagination—to let it become a canvas for God’s presence and purpose.

Beliefs

The Foundation of Our Faith — 1 Corinthians 15:1–4

There are moments when we need to pause and return to the basics — to remember why we believe what we believe. In 1 Corinthians 15:1–4, Paul does exactly that. He reminds the believers in Corinth — and us today — of the heart of the gospel, the very foundation on which our faith stands.

“Now, brothers and sisters, let me remind you of the good news I preached to you, which you received and on which you stand. By this gospel you are saved, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you—otherwise, you have believed in vain.”
— 1 Corinthians 15:1–2 (AMP)

Paul starts with a gentle but powerful reminder: the gospel isn’t just something we hear once and move on from. It’s the truth we stand on daily. It’s the message that saves us — not because of our good works, but because of our faith in what Christ has already done.

The Core of the Gospel

Paul then lays out the essentials of the Christian message in the simplest, clearest way possible:

Christ died for our sins — This wasn’t an accident or tragedy; it was fulfillment of Scripture (Isaiah 53:5–12). Jesus took upon Himself the punishment that we deserved. His death was substitutionary — He died for us.
He was buried — A real death. Not symbolic. Not a myth. His burial confirmed that Jesus truly died, taking our sin to the grave.
He was raised on the third day — And this, too, was “according to the Scriptures.” The resurrection wasn’t just proof of God’s power — it was proof of God’s faithfulness. What He promised, He fulfilled (Psalm 16:9–10).

Standing Firm in Faith

Paul adds an important note: this gospel saves us if we hold firmly to it. Faith isn’t passive — it’s a lifelong commitment. To “believe in vain” would mean to accept the message only superficially, without true surrender or transformation. Genuine faith continues to cling to Christ through every season.

Why This Matters Today

In a world filled with shifting opinions and temporary truths, this passage calls us back to the unshakable foundation of our faith. The gospel isn’t just a message of the past — it’s the heartbeat of the present. Every day, we live in the reality of the cross and the empty tomb.

Christ died.
Christ was buried.
Christ rose again.

That’s not just a creed — it’s our hope, our identity, and our salvation.

Some of my Testimonies

The year was 1994, my second year as a pastor. In January, a significant event began to unfold. Each time I opened my Bible, it unfailingly revealed Romans 8:28. Initially, I didn't attach much importance to it, but by March, I found myself incorporating this scripture into my sermons. As many of you know, this passage reads: "And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose." This was not a mere coincidence, but a divine guidance that I couldn't ignore.

In June of 1994, my second cousin passed away, and all our family gathered together for the service. While at the funeral, I was sitting towards the back and began having a vision of the close family members seated in the front row. I could see these signals emanating from their backs, resembling spiral or sonar waves; some were stronger than others. I asked what these waves were that I was looking at. I heard that our hearts constantly communicate, and God listens. At this time, God was listening to their grief, and so He knew the truth. We can say things all the time, but at the same time, our hearts may be saying something different.

On July 3, 1994, while sitting on the couch and reviewing my sermon, I heard the vacuum running but not moving. It alarmed me, and so I followed the sound back to the bedroom and found my wife lying on the floor with the vacuum running. My first thought was that she had passed out, but after trying to wake her, I realized she was not breathing. I proceeded to call 911, and they were there within minutes. After 20 minutes or so, they brought her back to life and took her to the hospital. However, they determined after a few tests that she was brain-dead. She had a brain aneurysm in the back of her brain that had ruptured and killed her instantly.

So, on July 4th, the next day, I signed the consent form, and they took her off the life support, and she passed away the same day. For the next month and a half, I was spiraling out of control in my thought life. I couldn't focus on anything, like a leaf or feather caught by the wind; my mind drifted and floated aimlessly. I didn't preach at first; I just took a month off, but then I decided to preach on a Sunday. The only problem was that I couldn't pull my thoughts together to preach. It was the Saturday night before I was to preach, and I had nothing. I was lying in bed that night (with condemning thoughts), wondering what I would do, and that's when I felt someone walk into the room. An angel of the Lord walked over beside my bed. He said, "When God sees you, He sees your heart, and your heart is good." And at that moment, all the condemning thoughts were gone, and my mind and heart reconnected, and I could think again. I consider this to have been a miracle.

The vision I had in June at my cousin's funeral had now visited my life. This means that all our actions and denials will never change what's going on in our hearts. Our emotions and minds are connected to our hearts, so no spiritual bypassing will change what God hears. My mind could not trick my heart, nor my heart my mind. I had to face every emotion and own it, and every thought I had to look at and acknowledge that was coming from me. There was no magic potion to take, and even though I had experienced this miracle with my mind and heart, I can guarantee you I was not completely healed. It was a journey, a struggle, and a process. It's important to face our emotions honestly, as it validates our experiences and helps us heal.

Let's fast forward to the year 2003. I took my oldest daughter for a ride, and we passed by the cemetery where my dad was laid to rest in 2001. We walked over to the grave of Karen, my first wife, in the same cemetery. As we stood there, my daughter Mikaela made a profound statement: "If Karen hadn't died, I wouldn't be standing here right now." I had to agree with her, and in that moment, Romans 8:28 shone through once again. I was now remarried and blessed with four children. The promise that all things work together for good had come true in my life. It doesn't say God causes all the bad stuff, but even when they do happen, God can pick up the broken pieces of our lives and bring about the good. This is a powerful reassurance that even in the face of tragedy, God can bring about good. I share this with the hope that it encourages someone today. Whatever you're going through, God can make everything work together for your good. Perhaps this is a truth God wants to awaken in your heart for the new year.

In 2000, my life underwent a dramatic transformation in terms of my thinking and belief system. It happened during a time when one of my uncle suffered a massive heart attack, and our family had gathered at the hospital while the medical team attempted to resuscitate him. I had taken my mom there to be with the family. After all hope was lost, the chaplain came in to pray with them, and I was present for that moment. Little did I know, this was the beginning of a personal transformation that would reshape my entire belief system.

After the chaplain's prayer, as everyone was leaving the room, I was struck by a moment of profound significance. My uncle's voice, clear and distinct, echoed in my ears, 'Jimmy, tell my family that I made it.' This divine communication was a turning point in my life. I stood there, stunned, as he repeated the message. I wandered the hallways, trying to comprehend the enormity of what had just occurred, the shock and awe of the divine communication still reverberating within me.

When I returned to the area where my family was gathered, I discovered that my grandma was having problems with her heart. They took her to the ER, and as she passed by me, I heard my uncle's voice again. He told her that it wasn't her time to die and to hold on.

After a few hours in the ER, I escorted my mom home and then returned to my own place. The events at the hospital kept replaying in my mind, and I made a pact with the Lord. I wouldn't share this experience with anyone unless He provided a Bible verse that validated it. With a sense of trepidation, I opened my Bible and landed on a specific verse: 'Open your mouth for the speechless, in the cause of all who are appointed to die' (Proverbs 31:8 NKJV). This verse felt like a divine seal on my experience. I was astounded by what I had just read! I had promised the Lord that I would randomly open my Bible and read the first verse I encountered, and this was it.

Why did this happen to me? This experience was a defining moment that altered the trajectory of my ministry. It provided a profound revelation that shook the very core of my faith. Having grown up in Pentecostalism, I had a specific set of beliefs. These beliefs included the idea that those who didn't adhere to certain rules and standards were not saved. I thought that there were lines that, if crossed, would lead God to reject individuals like me. But this experience challenged those beliefs.

I didn't see myself as deceived; instead, I viewed others as lost. In my mind, God loved the 'good' ones, and my highest aim was to be counted among them. I seemed to forget the verse that says, 'For God so loved the world,' as I believed God's love was reserved only for those who lived righteously. However, this experience—this voice from beyond—shattered those misconceptions. It was a profound revelation, a wake-up call that urged me to truly understand the depth of God's love and the power of His grace, a revelation that would forever change my faith.

It was my misguided belief in 'damnable good works' that ultimately led to my downfall. By 'damnable good works, one sees the conviction that one's salvation is earned through good deeds—something I had deeply internalized. Most people see and recognize when they are being dishonest or immoral but using threats to instill fear of damnation is disingenuous; it's not even true Christianity. My motivations were clouded by self-righteousness, and I was adhering to the covenant of Moses, which focused on adherence to laws and rituals, rather than that of Jesus, which emphasizes love, grace, and forgiveness. The ministry of reconciliation, as taught by Jesus, differs from self-righteousness by showing our identity in Christ and the meaning of His sacrifice. Remarkably, my uncle Joe Majors was able to share this insight with me during his transition from this world to the next.

The year was 2001 - I remember standing in my kitchen a month after my dad had passed away. It was as if he were standing there with me, and I could feel his presence. One of the first things that came to mind was a scripture in John that says, "God is Spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth." As the words came, I looked for a notebook and pen to start writing. From that moment on, and for the next few months, I wrote hundreds of pieces inspired by the moment in the kitchen. The words would flow into my head. During this time, I would grab a pen and paper without knowing what to write until I started writing it down. Now, over twenty years later, I've written more than I could count. The Lord spoke to me once during this time and said, "You will write thousands of writings over your lifetime." This transformative power of faith in my writing journey is a testament to the inspiring potential of faith in our lives, a journey that fills me with awe and wonder.

Most of my messages, as far as my preaching, have come from my writings. I've learned many things I would have to look up in scripture to verify the validity over the next twenty years. In 2000, I received a revelation of grace, and in 2001, I began my writing journey. My daughter, Annette, was born in 2000, and my son, Jacob, was born in 2001. I feel that they (Annette and Jacob) are tied into these specific years and how God wants to use them. All of my writings are laced with grace and the work of the cross. I place no confidence in the flesh. For the most part, I am on my own as I press forward. I will admit I am not always easy to figure out; nonetheless, I'm on a journey and will continue. The continuous learning and growth from my writings is a journey I invite you to join, a journey that will spark your curiosity and eagerness as we explore the depths of faith and grace.

Our lives are constantly unfolding or evolving. We are never meant to stay the same for too long. Every few years, God reveals something that sends me in a new direction, even if it's just in my mind. Sometimes, it's a location, and other times, it's the people I don't know yet that he wants me to meet. Even so, I continue.