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!
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