Hello February! A Recipe for Disaster…But God

By Cheryl Grecco

Email: cherylgrecco@mail.com

God told me to put up a tent and do a healing revival. He has called me to the Bradenton-Sarasota area. A tent revival to minister to the prostitutes, the homeless., the sick, and the afflicted. He told me Tamiami Trail in Bradenton is the location.

Let me first share with you how He got me to this calling. I was born in the state of New Jersey and the first Christian in my family. God saved me when I was about 20 years old. Although I thought I knew who God was since I had been born and raised a Roman Catholic in an Italian family.

My parents divorced when I was seven and so I kind of ran the streets on my own with no real supervision. I ended up doing a lot of drugs and alcohol and unfortunately ended up as a go-go dancer to make money. A person I knew introduced me to dancing and it helped pay for the drugs and lifestyle. Looking back, I was really looking for the love of my father because I never had him past the age of seven. He was also quite abusive when he was there. He made me eat soap and would physically beat my mom, even when she was pregnant. I don't hold anything against him now. I have forgiven him. But he was quite an abusive person to us and my mom as well.

After the divorce, I lived with my mother and my dad remarried so he wasn't around very much. With no supervision, I took to the streets. I did whatever I felt like because I had nobody to answer to. Not growing up with a father, my childish mind was like, OK the sky is the limit! If I feel like doing this, I'll do it. If it feels good, I'll do it. It is what I did because it was all I knew. My parents were all living in sin doing wrong things, so I interpreted that as normal. I did not know any

The story of Cheryl Grecco’s life of drug dealing, dancing, and alcohol to salvation and street ministry

better since I grew up with things like adultery and fornication. I thought sin was normal. As I grew up my heart knew, but I excused myself by reasoning that it was bad to do wrong things, but really it isn’t that bad. This allowed me to get away with it mentally. The fact was I really had no guidelines.

Not only was I a dancer and big-time party girl, but I became a drug dealer. We are talking about running the streets, living unrestrained, drinking, drugging, club dancing, and now drug dealing. I was a mess. Amid all this, my heart longed for love. Fathers love. I was searching.

There was a soft spot in my heart all my life for God, I was just weak in the flesh and untaught in His ways. I thought I knew Him, but I was wrong. The lust of the flesh drove me into what I thought was freedom. Little did I know I was the walking dead. Bondage possessed me, and the devil thought he had me. A friend’s mom kept asking me to go to church and I told her, “Sure lady if I go to church the walls are going to fall down”! I knew I was running, and she kept gently asking me to go to church with her. She is in heaven now but while she was here, she kept gently asking me. My thoughts were, “lady it's definitely not going to happen”. “Thanks, but no thanks”. One day just to shut her up I said, “fine I'll go to church”. This was when I was around 20 years old and little did I know what God was about to do. The power of God hit me in that church as I have never felt before. His supernatural power hit me in such a way it turned me around and upside down. As He Spun me around, I was born again and Spirit-Filled that night. Thank God for this little Italian lady and Jimmy Swaggart’s ministry.

I wish I could tell you that everything was great after that and no more problems. But remember I am still searching for my father’s love and my mind is not yet renewed. I began attending a church called Calvary temple in Wayne New Jersey. I immersed myself in church and in God but ended up getting married a couple of times and having three children from three different relationships, two while married and one unmarried. Still searching for my father in a man. I really had no clue. I thought everything was OK, but it wasn't. Having grown up all those years watching my parents in extramarital affairs and other similar sins, I just grew right into that lifestyle. It was a recipe for disaster because I didn't understand the spirits behind all those things. It ended up ruining my marriages and a lot of other things that could have been avoided. I was still a very big mess. Yes, although I always wanted to be right in my heart with God, my life was just a mess. Ignorance is no excuse, and I had no clue about different spirits interfering in your life. I had no understanding of those spiritual things, but I knew enough to immerse myself in the church bringing my children with me. They were always in church, and all got saved at a very young age. It was when I became pregnant with my firstborn that I stopped drinking, drugging, and the party lifestyle. God helped me to quit because of my children. The Lord began talking to me through prophetic dreams. God spoke to me off and on through dreams. Very profound things were happening, and I had no clue what that meant until later on in my life. So, I ended up writing a small book called Calling all Prophets Come out of the Cave. It was prophesied that I would write a book.

It is available on Amazon. com Kindle.

He has also gifted me to make worship flags which I sell. I love to worship Him and minister in song when opportunities arise. God has called me to a worship ministry. The Lord has visited with me many times, also angelic visitations. He has given to me an anointing for healing, miracle signs, and wonders. I have been blessed to move in the prophetic anointing as well. My call is to the streets, street ministry.

I challenge you today that it’s time for God’s chosen Prophets to come out of the cave! So you may be asking, well, what do you mean by a cave?! Well, let me explain. A cave is a hidden place, be it a physical place or a place you have created in your mind. A place, where, because of persecution...

That is my heart, it is where I love to be. Thus, my vision for the tent ministry on 14th street in Bradenton. 1839 Tamiami Trail is the location. If you would like to be a part of this tent meeting, please contact me. If you are reading this and need a touch from the Lord, let me know. He is a miracle God and just as He delivered me from dancing, drugs, and alcohol, He will deliver you. Nothing is too hard for our God.