Our African Adventure - Part 3

It’s Sunday afternoon and now it’s my turn to cross the “Chicken Line”. I have to preach and facilitate a miracle/healing service. It’s something I have never done before. I put together a half-dozen scriptures or so on why God still heals today, a couple of healing testimonies that I believed God wanted me to share, and just went for it. They can’t fire me as I volunteered to come to Kenya and paid my own way. The assistant pastor, Robert, of Kimbo All Nations Gospel Church was my interpreter. He translated my message into the Swahili language.

After sharing my message and testimonies, I called for the “Red Hat Girl” to come and share what had happened to her just a couple of hours before. That girl can preach! The faith level in the room rose as she shared how Roger and I had found her (Treasure Hunting) and about her healing.

 I then asked anyone in the church that had any of the issues that were in the testimonies to stand. As they stood up the team from Columbia Foursquare Church spread out across the room and began to lay hands and pray for those that had stood up.
Robert and I went to a lady off by herself on the right side of the sanctuary. She had a severe vision problem with her right eye. Her vision had been bad in that eye for 10 years. I laid my hand over her eyes twice, commanding her eye to be healed. After the 2^nd time her vision was totally restored. She was so overwhelmed at what God had done for her she just broke down and started crying.
I brought her to the front of the church to share with the people what God had done for her. Then the floodgates opened. There was a flood of people getting healed, delivered from demonic oppression, and two young men gave their lived to Jesus after the power of the Holy Spirit healed them both.
This service was just a sample of what God did through our team during the rest of the week. We had two shorter healing services during the week and the results were the same. Most of the miracles were instantaneous, effortless, and awesome!
The next morning, as we were preparing for the children’s event, Robert shared with me about his painful back. He didn’t ask for prayer the night before as he was helping me. “How about now?, I asked. I sat him down in a chair to check the length of his legs. If a person has a messed up back, usually one of their legs is shorter than the other. Sure enough one of Roberts’s legs was about ¾ inch shorter than the other. My plan was to command the leg to grow and watch as God healed his back. Holy Spirit didn’t give me enough time to even do that. I just looked at his short leg and it grew out before I could do anything! I had Pastor Robert stand up and check his back and sure enough he was totally healed!

Our African Adventure - Part 2

It was Easter Sunday and Pastor Jon had preached two services at Pastor James Wasonga’s church: Kembo All Nations Gospel Church (Nairobi). The African believers are awesome worshippers. Wow! I got rocked! But, I was up next. I had to preach and lead a miracle/healing service starting a 4:00pm that afternoon. What had I gotten myself into? It was something I had never done before. I had watched Bill Johnson do it so I made up my mind to just copy what he did. He always shared lots of healing testimonies so that was what I was going to do. Then God presented us with our 1^st African healing testimony. Her name is Jen.

Some of our group were resting and waiting for the next service to get ready to start. We were sitting outside of Pastor James’s office when Rick F. said to me, “That young lady looks like she has a back problem.” I didn’t see what he saw. What I saw was someone that was on the treasure map I had filled out before I had left the states. She was wearing a red, white, and black checked shirt. I went up to her and showed her my map and asked her if I could pray for her. Sure enough she did have back pain just like Rick said. She let me lay my hands on her back and in about 30 seconds she was totally healed. Thank you Jesus. Now, for the rest of the story.

Roger had just walked up and was smiling. Jen was looking at him and was thinking we were working together. It turns out that Roger had found her on his treasure map two hours earlier. His wife Terri had texted Roger a clue the day before. He was to look for someone wearing a “Red, floppy, hat”. Jen was wearing a red, floppy, hat. He took Lydia, the pastor’s wife that had been healed the night before, to talk with Jen. Lydia told Jen that she had been singled out by God for a blessing and that she should let Roger pray for her. Roger showed Jen the txt on his cell phone of the “red hat” clue from Terri. So Jen let Roger pray for her family and for employment but did not mention the back pain she was suffering from.

Now I had found the same young lady, two hours later, using totally different treasure maps and different clues. Guess what? A short time later this same young lady was in front of her church sharing how God had found her and healed her. Her testimony unleashed faith in the room, and there was a flood of healings during the prayer time. Holy Spirit had set the whole thing up and arraigned everything we needed to be successful and to do what HE wanted to do. It started with a short txt message from 10,000 miles away and ended with a boatload of healings and salvations.

Jen, The Red Hat Girl

 

Our 1st African healing…

Our African Adventure–Part 1, The Plane Flights

The above picture was taken in the Pasco Airport .

Sixteen of us from Columbia Foursquare Church in Richland went on a short term missions trip to Kenya.  We have so many stories from our trip I will only share the few I was part of.  I would have to write a novel to share them all.

Both Roger and I filled out treasure maps for the plane flights and airports we would be waiting in. I determined to be “open for kingdom business” all the way to Africa and back. On the Denver to Newark, NJ flight, Roger had the opportunity to pray for a stewardess that was having difficulty lifting carry-on bags to the overhead storage compartments. It turned out she had a pinched nerve in her neck. She had Roger meet her in the back of the plane during a quiet time for prayer. A short time later, she stopped between Roger and my seat and reported, “All the pain is gone.” While Roger was in the back of the plane praying for the stewardess, I moved up a couple of rows and prayed for a lady suffering from the effects of a stroke. I didn’t see any immediate change but I stepped over “the chicken line”.

During our layover time in the Newark airport, I saw a black man that was a shoe shine guy. I took a chance and asked him if he had any back pain. “Yes”, he answered. He gave me the “look” when I asked him if I could pray for Jesus to heal him. I laid my hand on his back and he reported that his back was getting warm. When I removed my hand his back was better and then I got to tell him how much Jesus loved him. He said he had done too much in his life to be forgiven. I told them nothing we have done is this life is more powerful than the sacrifice that Jesus did on the cross for us. I then got to speak a prophetic word over his life.

The Newark to Zurich flight was a long one and the plane was full. One good thing is that I did have an aisle seat again. Two of the clues on my treasure map were soldier and wrist problem. I did not see any soldiers on the flight. One of the male flight attendants was a black man and he did all the announcements in German. He was part of the New York based flight team. While he was serving us lunch he asked Brandon, who was sitting across the aisle from me if he was a soldier. Brandon did have the look of a soldier (haircut). During their conversion, the steward mentioned he was a soldier in the reserves. My ears picked right up! Here was the soldier I was looking for. As he was serving me my food, I told him he was on my treasure map and I asked him if he had a problem with his wrist. He said “Yes”. He had injured his wrist using heavy weapons while on duty in Afghanistan. I told him that before the flight was over I wanted to pray for his wrist. God wanted to heal him. I tried a couple of times to meet up with him in the back of the plane but it never worked out even though it was a 8 hour flight. I figured that I had tried but it the timing just wasn’t going to work out with his schedule.

Then the impossible happened. As we were all buckled in and on our decent into the Zurich airport, the young man came up the aisle, knelt down next to me, and held out his wrist for me to pray. I laid my hand on his wrist and the power of Holy Spirit went into his wrist and up his hand and fingers. He was amazed as he felt the power of God healing his wrist. He then mentioned he had back pain as well. We had no more time for prayer as he had to take his seat for landing. After landing and we were departing the plane, he gave me a great big bear hug. As I was hugging him I laid my hands on his back to commanded his back to be healed as well.

Now for the most important part of this encounter, I asked the young soldier where he was from. He said, “Nairobi, Kenya”, the very place we were going. It was the prophetic voice of Holy Spirit speaking of what was before us. I left that plane in total awe of my God. He can create signs that make you wonder!