Monday, 31 August 2009
To be totally honest my initial internal response wasn't very Christ-like! I'd just arrived at the camp site and was actually more interested in getting some breakfast down me - Did we have to do it right now? But when Mike asked who needed prayer and they turned the push chair towards us to show us their son, I immediately felt compassion rise up inside. This precious little boy of about 18 months had burnt himself very badly on his forehead. There was a large, raised burn on his head and he was clearly in pain and distressed. His parents were on their way to take him to the nearest hospital.
So Mike and I bent down next to Peter and prayed our best prayers. We asked that the God of heaven would come and comfort this little boy and we commanded all pain to go and the skin to be made as good as new. My friends then left for the hospital.
About 4 hours later I walked past their campsite and spotted them, so I went to see how things had gone. She explained that once they'd left us after we'd prayed, Peter stopped crying. It was as if the pain had completely gone. Even when the doctor was cleaning the wound at the hospital there were no tears (which the doctor was totally amazed at as he said it should be very painful!) Then she picked Peter up (who was happily running around) to show me his head. Although the skin wasn't yet as good as new, the burn looked so much better.
What an amazing God we serve - A God who breaks in to heal and restore little children (in spite of the poor attitude of one of the prayers!)
Saturday, 15 August 2009
Monday, 10 August 2009
So, obediently I went into my house and wrestled with God for a good 5 minutes about why I shouldn't go and speak to them. Fortunately God won and so armed with a glass of water for security purposes (?!?) I ventured into my next God adventure.
I told them that I was a Chrsitian and what I felt God had said to me. As I asked if either of them had a bad knee to my surprise both of them said yes! One had a bad right knee and one had a bad left knee. Suffering from a bit of shock at this point one of the ladies began to tell me that she cuts the hair of a guy who leads a church in the town. The conversation went a bit like this:
Lady: 'I cut the hair of a guy in the town who leads a church. He wears glasses.'
Me: (Thought process) Simon Holley wears glasses - it won't be him!
Lady: What's his name....Steve? No that's not right'
Me: (Thought process) His name begins with an 'S' - could it be Simon?
Me: 'It's not Simon Holley is it?'
Lady: 'Yes that's it - Simon Holley.'
Me: 'That's the guy who leads my church - He's my boss!'
Lady: 'I've cut his hair for the past 13 years!'
(cries of shock and disbelief all round)
It also turned out that the other lady knew of the Nightshelter and works with a lady from the King's Arms. God was making it really clear that He was picking these ladies out. They went on to tell me that even yesterday they'd been watching something about religion on TV and commented to each other that they expected at somepoint that they would turn to God!
So with the ladies slightly bewildered I prayed for the left knee pain. During the second time of praying the lady felt heat in her knee and when she had a go at walking afterwards she said that it definitely felt a lot better. After chatting about my views on different religions for a bit and how I became a Christian, I ran out of time to pray for the other lady - seeing as they're not going anywhere soon I guess I'll get an opportunity soon enough.
Who'd have thought that walking through a bit of fear would open up such an incredible encounter. I wonder what God has in store for them next?
Saturday, 8 August 2009
So anyway, the girl in the wheelchair... I'd spent some time with God on the Wednesday evening asking him for words of knowledge about who He wanted to bless in the seminar I was going to share in. I'd had a picture of a lady in a wheelchair with weak ankles and a weak back and I'd pictured myself praying for her - her ankles getting strong and then as she stood up her back being strengthened too. I felt pretty chilled about the whole thing because as far as I could remember I'd never seen anyone at Newday in a wheelchair before. I thought I was safe!
About 2 hours after I arrived, as the worship was kicking off in the main tent, my friend and I spotted a girl being taken to the big top in a wheelchair. We hesitated for a few seconds as to whether or not to catch her up (we were on our way to the toilets!) but decided this was too important an opportunity to miss, so we went and offered to pray.
It turned out that this girl was suffering from ME which made her body very weak. She had weak ankles and a weak back and was in pain a lot of the time. We prayed for her and commanded the ME to go in Jesus' name. We prayed for her ankles to be strong and then encouraged her to stand up (like I'd seen in the picture). After a while of praying she needed to sit down again because of feeling tired. She then went on to explain that she also suffers with depression.
As we prayed against the depression (sharing with her about the people we've seen set free from that condition in our church) she began to giggle in the spirit. Something shifted in her and lightness came in place of the heaviness. I prayed that she would be able to dance and have lots of fun in God's presence. As she continued to giggle, she told us she felt God tell her she should go and dance in worship. So leaving her wheelchair on the grass outside the big top she walked into the tent and did just that!
I don't think she was totally healed this time but God definitely broke in and His Kingdom once again displaced the enemy's schemes. It felt like a significant step for Anna and I in our journey of walking through fear when it comes to wheelchairs and it was a great encouragement to me that I had heard from God. What an amazing adventure we're on!