Chapter 5 Feeling Clean
One of my friends many years ago brought his sister for prayer. After two hours of praying for forgiveness and repentance, her statement was, “I feel clean, like when I was five years old.” We had gone through praying for incest, prostitution, drug and alcohol addiction, theft and drug dealing. In church that Sunday she looked and acted differently. She looked as if none of these things ever happened. One of the men who had mentored me said, “We are garbage collectors, we help them take the pain in their lives to Jesus.”
We were talking about the need for praying through people’s lives and asking God to reveal prayer needs in a home group. An older lady got very argumentative. She angrily said, “All that is under the blood of Jesus, it never needs to be dug up!” If she was at peace about her life there was no need to get angry. Unfortunately, most of the people I have prayed for inner healing and deliverance have been Christians. Most of the problems they brought were due to areas of their life they never brought to Jesus. These problems filtered their connection between their spirit and their soul. Just as Jesus prayed for the Daughter of Abraham (a believer) for a spirit of infirmity, there are still problems. There are Christian men who view pornography and abuse their wives. The Christian divorce rate is about 21%. There was a Christian evangelist who would sober up just before healing services. I personally prayed for a Christian worship leader with a cocaine addiction. The person who is totally set free and made new does happen. It just does not happen every time. Part of the reason is a gospel in which everything is given to Jesus and people fall on their face and ask for forgiveness is not the norm.
A spirit-filled Christian woman with panic attacks came to us. She was under medication and still having panic attacks. She had a recent attack where a cockroach fell out of the laundry and she had an attack. We prayed and in her youth she had an abusive boyfriend who would lock her in a closet and turn off the light. She would feel cockroaches on her and be afraid. We prayed and broke the power of fear. She fell to the floor and saw something leave her. When she arrived at her home after prayer there was a large cockroach standing on her porch between her and the door. She calmly looked at her husband and said, “Get rid of that for me.” He got rid of the roach and she realized something was different. She rushed into the house and phoned one of the ladies in h prayer group. She excitedly said, “My heart did not race, my breathing did not stop, I am free.”
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