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ABOUT JLW MINISTRIES

        I'm just a man trying to walk in the will of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I love truth. I hate lies. It's that simple. Some people say I come off arrogant, rude, or cocky. That’s their opinion, and they’re entitled to it. But the reality is, I just won’t compromise truth to make others feel comfortable. I don’t play nice with deception. And if I’m ever shown that something I believed was a lie? Then I’ll change. I have no problem tearing down false doctrine — even if I built it myself.
 

        “Philosophy” is an interesting word. It comes from the Greek: philo — a carnal, worldly form of love — and sophia, meaning wisdom. The love of wisdom. Everyone loves wisdom until it demands they change.
 

There are two core philosophies I live by.

        First: The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. That one truth holds everything else together. It demands reverence, awe, and obedience to the Creator — the One who can do anything, including inspiring men to write His Word and preserving it through every generation.

 

        Second: Occam’s Razor. Also called the principle of parsimony — it says the simplest answer is usually the right one. Life’s full of problems. This principle keeps me grounded when things get complicated.

        Standing on truth doesn’t make me arrogant. It makes me anchored. I just make sure the anchor is locked into the right foundation — the Word of God.
 

        The enemy hates the Word. That’s why he’s flooded the world with cheap imitations — watered-down versions that twist and soften the truth until it’s unrecognizable. He can’t change God’s Word, so he’s tried to bury it. He wants the King James Version irrelevant — replaced by a dozen “modern” translations, each one diluting a little more until people are lost in confusion, thinking they're walking in truth when they're neck-deep in deception.
 

        That’s what Jordan L. Winsor Ministries is about — cutting through the lies and declaring truth boldly and without apology.
 

       

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        Jesus said if we love Him, we’re to feed His sheep. I take that seriously. I won’t be the reason someone gets spiritual food poisoning or is spiritually famished. Jesus is real. His Word is real. And so is His judgment. As a minister of the gospel, I’m held to a higher standard — and I refuse to teach error. I will not face Him one day knowing I led people astray. There are already too many wolves in pulpits — false teachers, false preachers, and false prophets. I aim to be one of the few who fight back. Part of a modern-day Gideon’s army. Not with swords — but with truth. Our battle isn’t carnal anymore. It’s spiritual. And it’s raging.
 

        My mentor, the one I’ve gleaned so much from, and am blessed to be under; Pastor Dean Odle has taught me true boldness and has shown me that there are few that walk the talk. God orchestrated every step that led me from Washington State to Alabama to sit under his teaching. It wasn’t random — it was divine. Through that, the Lord began refining me — pulling the impurities to the surface and burning them out. And nothing taught to me is going to waste.
 

And if you’re reading this right now, it’s because the Lord has said: It’s time. My time of release has begun.

Who is Jordan L. Winsor

        They say everyone’s got a story. I’ll try to keep mine short while I paint the picture of what shaped me. Growing up, there was a lot of tension in my home. Like much of the church world, we said we were Christians —but really, it was more of an inherited title than an actual lifestyle. Any real attempts at practicing the faith were short-lived.
        There were constant fights between my parents. Some nights, usually between 11 PM and 2 AM, my mom would wake me up and take me to a motel or a women’s shelter. I became well-acquainted with emotional, mental, spiritual, and physical abuse. I’m not pointing fingers; it came from all sides, and I wasn’t innocent either, especially as I got older.
        Fast forward to Good Friday, 8th grade. I was expelled from school for selling my prescription Adderall. One kid overdosed and had to get his stomach pumped, which blew up the whole operation. That was the moment my parents stepped in and forced a change.
        They put me in a new church, in a different city, to ensure I was in a different circle of influence. It made sense then, and it's a move I'd make now if I were a parent of a kid like me.

        It was that summer, when I went to a youth Bible camp, that I had a radical encounter with the Holy Spirit. I was baptized in the Holy Spirit. Speaking in tongues. Prophecies. The whole nine yards. I was about 15 and a half when I had the call of ministry placed on me. I just did not have the understanding then that it was not a time of release.
        But by 18, I had fallen away. Circumstances and the people I surrounded myself with kept me far from church, and deep in a world of drugs and alcohol. From 18 to 29, substance abuse was my lifestyle. I did rehab. Got a DUI. A failed engagement. I fell into occult practices without realizing the weight of what I was playing with. All the things. The drug abuse opened a lot of doors, which didn't help with the generational curses and inherited open doors I already possessed; I was tormented with vivid demonic thoughts. Constant suicidal ideation. I didn’t want to be alive. That’s when Jesus left the 99 for me.
        It started with a random YouTube video about the Bible and the nature of creation. Shellshocked, I had to investigate. The moment I flipped that first stone, I knew the truth —God’s Word was real. Literal. Alive. I repented and set myself on a journey to heal with Jesus leading the way.
        Then one day, God spoke to me. Audibly. If anyone else had been around, they would’ve heard it—or at least heard thunder. It wasn’t just in my head. It was truly Biblical. He told me to leave Washington State and move to Alabama to attend ministry school under Pastor Dean Odle. So I did. And ever since, it’s been all about the ministry of Jesus Christ—whatever form that takes. Whether it’s witnessing, working, or waiting, I’ve just been doing everything I can to stay in the cloud, in step with His Spirit. I don’t know what He has in store next. But I know He told me to start this website. So I’m here—and I’m excited to see what's coming.

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