Jesus and a Boy
In Brazil in 2011, the late nights praying for people caught up with me. Others on the healing team were experiencing the same symptoms of fatigue and weakness. I knew even Jesus took time to rest and pray, and decided to skip the group lunch to rest at the hotel. I did not realize this was going to be a God moment.
Many times God catches me unaware. I had been watching the World Series on television and suddenly found myself somewhere else seeing something about to happen. When you pray, fast, and go to a place where you are actively seeking Him you don’t always get revelation. In the middle of cleaning up my hotel room in Brazil Jesus showed up. Suddenly, I was on my knees weeping. When you feel the difference between Jesus and yourself this is the only possible response.
He showed me two visions. The first had me going back to an area that I had been happy to leave. A year-and-a-half later I was working there. Ministry doors were opening there. This was my Jonah moment.
In the second vision I was standing in front of an egg-shell colored two–story house, with no front yard, just a sidewalk. On the top floor were three windows with black burglar bars. On the first floor there were two windows on either side of the front door with the same burglar bars. He spoke to me of someone having an accident there.
When Jesus has shown me something like this, someone gets healed. Once it was a date six months in the future when I prayed for a lady having seizures. That same lady now emails me every year and it has been 5 years since she had a seizure. It is not a matter of faith. It is a matter of walking it out.
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