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“I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places” … Christmas shopping with Jesus … being given treasures (Isaiah 45:3) Saturday 18th December 2010

We had Saturday to do child free Christmas shopping … we booked a movie for 2.10pm and so had about 3 hours to complete our list … little did we know that Jesus was out Christmas shopping too!

I was in the “Ladies” when God told me to pray for someone outside my cubicle (yes, He talks to me everywhere). He said she had been a great blessing to others for many many years.  I washed my hands and looked at her – an elderly lady waiting in the bathroom.  I introduced myself and said that I believed she had been a great blessing to many over the years, and I asked if I could pray a blessing on her… she looked surprised but agreed – her name was Joy (second in a week!)

I prayed, knowing that this Joy knew the Joy of God, and blessed her – she teared up a little, and as a young girl came out of a cubicle asked if I would also pray for her Granddaughter.  I agreed and prayed and prophesied over her granddaughter, declaring her destiny would open and unfold and that she was a pillar and a leader in the coming move of God, which, I explained, had been recognised as a move that would come in power through the youth … Joy said excitedly that she had been praying for revival for years …

My husband had been waiting outside and he knew what was going on because people were leaving the toilets saying in amazement that there was “someone praying in there for people …” and pointing back.  I hadn’t thought about that sort of impact, but it was quite funny…

We then got a coffee and discussed our shopping.  Thinking my “God assignment” was done I thought we would have the rest of the time to get our shopping done.

As we waited for our coffees I popped into another store to “bag” our first item where “C” served me … yes, God had me pray for her, another young girl (about 16) who “felt” the anointing as I prayed and I prophesied that she would discover who and what she was created to be in the next two years (she had said she did not know, but gee she was a marvellous girl!).  I headed off with my purchase, and sat with my husband to finish our coffee …

Feeling that I must have done my dash we headed off to a sporting store where we did not purchase anything, but where I saw pass us by a very disabled (physically and mentally) girl with her parents.  The girl was strapped into her wheel chair, arms and legs tied down.  Her body was small and deformed and she had no control over her head.  I felt God’s very strong desire for her to be prayed for, but I felt so intimidated … after a bit of internal arguing I said to God “Ok, for you I’m willing to do it …” and started to search the shop for her.

I found her, with her parents, who were waiting at the check out.  I was really nervous and fought everything in me to walk away, knowing that God really wanted me to ask if I could pray for her …

I stopped and asked her parents if I could pray – feeling that I did not want them to feel that I felt sorry for them, but that I did care.  They agreed so I knelt and spoke to their daughter who could not talk.  She was dribbling and had a rash on her face from the dampness.  Her hands were not formed properly, her body was tiny … I knelt and took her hand in mine and introduced myself to her.  Her parents looked weary and watched me as I prayed, her father leaning forward to listen.  I prayed and she locked her gaze on mine … I believe that she could clearly feel God as I prayed – her frantic movements slowed, and she held my gaze a number of times.  I prayed for her parents too, not directly but as I knelt before their daughter, feeling a strong need to pray for solutions for them, God given solutions.  I left the store thanking the girl and parents, and feeling quite wobbly … I thought perhaps nerves; my husband very encouragingly suggested it was the anointing …

“Ok” I thought, “big one down”, shake, shake, shake, “gosh, ok, deep breath” shake shake shake …

We popped into Big W and I slowly settled down, fighting the negative thoughts, the nerves.  Eventually the legs stopped shaking and I could focus on our task at hand, with Andrew encouraging me all the way … and we successfully made further purchases.

As we left God prompted me to pray for the cashier who said to me “I am not a Christian” to which I said something like “ that doesn’t matter, I can still bless you” which I promptly did, placing my hand on his elbow as I spoke peace over him for this season of business and I blessed him …

It was time for our movie.  We headed off to the theatre and to our surprise had calmly and easily done all our shopping.  Feeling quite successful in having bagged all that we had, I waited while my husband put our purchases into the car … when out of the corner of my eye I saw a young girl in a wheelchair – both legs in leg braces … I ignored the very brief quiet prompting, preferring to hear the louder “no” that came very much on top of the very quiet, brief “pray for her”.  The prompt was so subtle, and I tried to ignore her, turning me back, but I knew I had to stop for this one too …

I went up to her Mother and introduced myself and asked what her daughter had done and if I could pray.  The Mum was called “A” and was also with her teenage son who looked like he had down syndrome, but who we later found out had autism … she looked at me and immediately said that would be great.

I knelt by the young girl (she was 14 years old) and laid hands on both legs.  A brick wall had fallen on her, crushing one leg, breaking it.  In the surgery they had had to remove the growth plate and so they had to do the same with the other leg so that they would grow at the same rate.  I placed my hands on her legs (after she also gave me permission) and as I prayed she felt heat.  I kept laying hands and praying and prophesying as her friends waited by our side, politely not looking … I asked her if she had asked Jesus into her heart … she said she had, but I said lets do it again and so she asked Jesus into her heart and asked Him to fill her up … I continued to pray and when she said “enough” I thanked her and looked at her Mother who thanked me …

I thought I was going to go into the movie theatre (time was ticking along and we had not been to a movie for years by ourselves so it was a real treat) when I felt to pray for her brother … so I asked the Mother again if I could pray for the brother and she readily agreed …

The boy called “B” was 16.  He swayed heavily under the anointing, and I motioned to Andrew who quickly steadied him – you could see he was incredibly “open” to God’s presence.  I said to him to say “Jesus come into my heart” – he did – I said “say Jesus fill me up” he did and kept saying it over and over and laughed and swayed under the anointing … I finished praying and turned to the mother, and knew I had to pray for her too … I thought, “Well this is more important than being on time for the movie”, and offered to pray … she agreed.

As I prayed for the mother the compassion of God for her came upon me and I nearly started to cry, she looked like she did too.  I received words of knowledge about her – she was struggling (that was obviously a possibility given her two kids), she was making major decisions, and she was a single Mum.  She told me she had 3 children and had told my husband prior to me praying that she had found the recent challenges with her daughter’s injury tough.  I prayed and she quietly received, she was so very thirsty for God and drank Him in, and as I finished praying for her, I placed my arms around her and held her close for a long long time … she hung on … I went to release her after some time … she hung on quietly … I went to release again and she hung on … so I just stood in the middle of the busy shopping centre and let her drink and cling to me for what seemed and eternity …

I gave her our church card and I wrote my private number on it so she could call me if she felt she wanted to …

As we walked away my husband said to me that he believed that we were there, not so much for the daughter, but for the Mother, who had been through such a tough time and so needed God and His loving, living waters …

“If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me … streams of living water will flow from within him.” (John 7:38-39).

We did see our movie – we missed most of the promos, which was great, and we even had time to go to the bathroom and settle in before the show started … God had it all timed beautifully and I am so glad that I did not rush because He had treasures in the darkness to give …

This is what the Lord says to his anointed

I will go before you and will level the mountains;

I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron.

I will give you the treasures of darkness,

riches stored in secret places,

so that you may know that I am the Lord,

the God of Israel, who summons you by name.”

Every person I encountered was a treasure in the darkness, waiting to be discovered.  Each was a treasure set out for me to discover, to find, to uncover, my foot steps were ordered by a loving and knowing God, who not only blessed us with the miracle of a great time together Christmas shopping in the Christmas rush, but who also entrusted 10 people that all needed a touch from their mighty and loving God … 10 people who will be altered for ever more.  He left those treasures out for me to find because …

God is Good.

Post Script: I have just got off the phone to the Mum (A) who rang just as I finished typing this story up.  She says the following has happened:

1.                  Her daughter has been able to stand without crutches since Saturday;

2.                  Her son has lost his aggression and is much calmer.  She says his eyes look “more alert” and he has stopped asking about his father who left the family earlier this year.  She says the “worry has lifted from his face”.  He is “much calmer”, and is saying “Jesus fill me up” all the time and is laying hands on his mother and family friends and asking her “can you feel that?” … and she can;

3.                  The mum (A) has felt much more peace (in her home and in herself) and is now starting to take care of herself (which she had ceased to do thinking “what was the point”).  She has started eating 3 meals a day and is taking care of herself and is feeling at peace.

She told me she had thought about the encounter every day since Saturday (it is Tuesday as I write this).  She told me that it was no coincidence that we met – just before she met us she had looked for a car park and just knew that she would find one on the middle level (where she met us) at about 1.30pm … just in time to meet us after getting her daughter out of the car with the wheel chair.  She said that she had told her daughter that there would be a car park for them in that place, and there was a reason for the delay in finding one …

During our discussion on the telephone A gave her heart to Christ.  We talked at length and she shared some of her story with me.  She asked for and received the gift of tongues.  She felt “tingling up and down her legs” as we prayed and felt the tingles again over her head … later feeling her spirit spot burn lightly … she is now on the road to finding a church to call “home” and I will see her for coffee tomorrow.  We will continue to walk together and together we will see that …

GOD IS GOOD!

Three treasures in the darkness are now in the light …

YES, GOD IS GOOD!

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Reaching into the empty barrel and finding God’s power and love for others regardless of me! Wednesday 15th December 2010

I was at kindy pick up for my 3 year old.  I saw a Mum whom I had prayed for at a play date a few weeks ago.  At the time she was interested in why I was fasting and I explained that Australia was in revival – a mighty move of God was afoot across this wonderful nation.  At the time this opened up the opportunity, after she shared some very private and painful history, for me to pray for her … at the time she felt electricity running up her arms and she cried as she felt His presence course through her body.

Well, today at kindy pick up she looked tired.  I asked her if she was and she teared up so I placed my hand gently on her shoulder and prayed, releasing peace and rest.  She said she was sleeping ok, but that she was not feeling refreshed, so I prayed that one hour of sleep would be as four … after which I hugged her tearing up myself … and told her to call if she ever wanted prayer.

I then drove to DFO and felt to go to a shop opposite.  I was not sure why but as we wandered I saw a woman with a wrist brace on – she had torn tendons in her wist and thumb.  I offered to pray.  She agreed and she told me she felt tingling … which continued after I finished as she continued around the store.

Another woman saw me further around the store and said something about the stress she was feeling – she was hosting her son’s wedding reception at her home and Christmas.  I agreed that that would be stressful.  She said thank you – I felt I had somehow seen her.

I came across her again.  I felt she had been watching me and was placing herself in my path.  She engaged me in further conversation during which I asked her if she would like me to pray for her.  She readily agreed saying she saw me over the other side praying for the other woman … “she had been watching me” I thought and she wanted prayer.

Her name was “Joy”.  Well I prayed for Joy … for Joy to be released into her destiny, and for joy (the Spirit of Joy) to come upon and within her … for her to receive “joy”, and to be Joy and all that that entailed … I also prayed into the other circumstances she had shared with me … all the while my 3 year old was wandering …

As I prayed I looked at her and said “you can feel that can’t you?”  She nodded and nearly started crying.  When I finished she looked at me and said she wondered if I knew some Christians on her street in a nearby suburb.

I thought “oh no … here we go” but then she told me their names and they were my Pastors!  She said I was just like them … she had been watching them, and now she had been watching me.  God was obviously on her case.  My pastors’ witness had impacted her, and it was no coincidence that I had come and prayed for.  I told her that I had not known why I had come to the shop but it was apparently for her … it was not a coincidence, God was on her case.

I wished her well and finished wandering through the shop.

Suffice to say, my barrel was empty today.  Like many people at this time of year, life is busy, children excited and their behaviour can be challenging, people make demands and others can be unkind, we can feel our barrel is empty … we have nothing of ourselves to give however … God’s barrel is never empty …despite me and my circumstances as I reached into my empty barrel God came through and touched three thirsty women all in the space of about one hour.  All needed a touch of God for different reasons …

As long as I will stop for the one, regardless of how I feel, regardless of me my God can and does move to touch a hurting world, and today I saw how His arm is long enough to embrace others, His grace is sufficient for my needs and His desires to be fulfilled, His barrel is deep enough and His power is ever available … despite me … if I will only stop for the one … and allow the river to flow, not only will He refresh me as He flows through me, but He will also show the world that …

God is Good.

Ballet Mum feels “the energy”…& other stories for the day Saturday 11th December 2010

I was backstage at our children’s ballet concert.  A child hurt her foot so I mopped her tears, crouched down, placed my hand on her foot and released healing in Jesus name.  The crying stopped.  She blinked and looked at me … she said it still hurt, but the crying had stopped … I ran to the foyer to meet family and friends for the show …

At the end of half time I bumped into a friend (a Ballet Mum) who sounded like she was struggling with a nasty cold.

Only 2 weeks before she had asked me whether I was a Christian and what type … I said a Bible believing type that believes in a loving God that heals the sick …

I had seen Darwin’s book on Evolution in her car a week prior, but had not commented on it … knowing that we were on a journey together …

In any case, at this moment I offered to pray and she readily agreed.  I placed my hand on her upper chest and her upper back standing to her right side.

I felt nothing but prayed anyway, feeling very conspicuous … all my family, my in laws and some friends were there as were a throng of others.

As I continued to pray I did feel a gentle anointing and asked her if she felt anything and she said …

YEAH!  I can feel “the energy” … and she motioned up and down the back of her head and upper back … the way she said it indicated that she really felt it -strongly.  I blessed what the Holy Spirit was doing and prayed “More” (thank you Randy Clark Healing School!)

I then stepped out with a word of knowledge and said “you have been stressed haven’t you?” … she had.  I prayed peace and a release of angels.

I then said “you have not been sleeping well have you?”

To which she said “you are starting to really freak me out now”.  I said that God was just letting me know so that I would know what to pray, so I prayed rest and peace and beautiful sleep, with a covering of God’s angelic hosts around her and her family …

The ballet started again … so I scurried back to my seat.

After the show I hurried back stage to collect my children and a woman was there that had lost her voice.  She usually had a very booming voice and had been so mean and gruff with the kids and rude and loud with the parents two weeks before, that when I realised she had no voice I very ungraciously thought it was poetic justice that she had lost her voice … but I straightened out my attitude, reminded myself that God loved her, and that I had been praying peace and loving kindness over her since the unkind behaviour, and with attitude in check I offered to pray for her, explaining that I believed that God would heal her … she said “no thanks” …

So we headed off.  In the car park I said goodbye to a friend of mine, a friend of another faith, who had also lost her voice, who had received a few other miracles in the last year that we had been friends, and she let me lay hands on her and pray for healing …

So I had been through a ballet concert, watched my children glow with delight onstage, and had four opportunities to pray for four different people, all who need a loving God.

I do not know how the Ballet mum is, I have been tempted to call but I know I will see her soon.  Regardless of outcome I do know that she now has evidence that there is something, a power, she knows because she experienced it … an “energy” … she felt the Gospel on her body … her experience will help refute any theory she may be reading … her experience is undeniable evidence … I do not need to argue a single point, because she has tasted and seen (and felt) a good God … the rest God will take care of as she goes on a journey … just as He took care of me all those years ago, because I know that God makes sense, He is real, He loves us and …

God is Good!

Prayer for the groom … and a praise report – another destiny opens Thursday 9th December 2010

I dropped something into school for my daughter and saw her teacher sitting at her desk without any students in the room.

I congratulated her on being married (last Friday night) and asked her about her husband who had been admitted into hospital on Sunday night with suspected appendicitis.  She told me that it was not appendicitis but a suspected viral infection in his pelvic region.

It was her second last day working for the year and I had not had the chance to pray for her all year, but had been waiting for an opportunity … and here it was!

I asked if she would like me to pray, she said “yes” and I then felt prompted to take her hand and pray rather than do it privately so I did … as I invited Holy Spirit to come the anointing was discernible … I asked her if she felt it – she did.  I prayed for her husband’s healing and for favour to be on them as a couple, especially for their honeymoon to Italy in one week’s time explaining that as we give away favour it then flows to others (I quickly shared a few examples) … I told her that we prayed for her nearly every day on the way to school … I then asked her if her husband was very stressed – he was – so I prayed peace for him while the class children came back into the room …

I trust that her husband is healed and well.  I look forward to hearing the testimony …

I then went to a chocolate shop to buy some gifts for Christmas.  I saw a woman I had prayed for more than a month ago … one of the first I had prayed “open doors” to destiny for on the streets so to speak … at the time she had been amazed because I had prayed for a new job etc and she told me after that she had been looking for a new job, that she was a Christian from a local church and she was looking for new direction …

I had not expected to see her in the shop today, knowing she had wanted to move on, but there she was and she said to me that she had been thinking about me just recently – she had just got a new job late last week … one she did not think she would get at the interview but she had and it would allow her to care for hurting people which was her heart’s desire …

I told her how God had been opening doors to destinies a lot recently and I briefly shared little S’s dad’s story and Karen’s story about a friend’s daughter having a door opened for her after prayer … after a brief chat I hugged her and said what an amazing journey she was on …

God is Good! … He let me know the result of the prayers for the woman at the chocolate shop, who confirmed she would now be moving on and was excited to do so … and He gave me a chance to pray for my daughter’s school teacher after a year of waiting for the right time, when I had thought that the year was through and I had missed the chance … yes …

God is good!

More doors to destinies opening – the power of the testimony … a friend’s testimony received Sunday 5th December 2010

Last Sunday I received the following message from a friend who is receiving the God is Good stories … she has caught the wind of the power of the testimony (thank you Bill Johnson) and taken a testimony for a friend’s daughter … prayed and released the testimony for the friends daughter … who saw breakthrough within 24 hours just like little S’s dad did (see below for blog reference).

She says:

“Just want to let you know that after reading your testimonies re destiny and doors opening, I claimed that same grace for a daughter of some dear friends, who was in great need of a break through with respect to doors of opportunity opening for her. (She had failed to be accepted into hospital placements even 2nd time around). Next day after doing this on her behalf she received an offer just as she had desired!!

The power of testimony. In fact the Lord told me this is how we are all equal in the Kingdom – we are able to take hold of each others’ testimonies.”

This made me so happy … I got really excited as I read this … there was such joy that welled up!  This beautiful woman of God took the promise contained in the testimony for another and released the power of it again to see someone she knew freed to walk into her destiny … it is like having a little bag of goodies that as we share our testimonies of God’s goodness we then have the resource to multiply the miracle … again … and again … I think our God is into multiplying more than just bread and fish … and as we release His goodness to others, as we co-labour with Him, with the simple utterance from our mouths … we will continue to see that …

God is Good!

Stories referred to are:

  1. Declaring destinies … last month’s prayer is an open door into a family and their destiny (Wednesday 10th November 2010) posted 11th November 2010 https://godtestimonies.wordpress.com/2010/11/11/declaring-destinies-%e2%80%a6-last-month%e2%80%99s-prayer-is-an-open-door-into-a-family-and-their-destiny-%e2%80%93-wednesday-10th-november-2010/ and
  2. Door to destiny opens … answer to prayer … and inviting God to “do again” and “again” (Monday 15th November 2010 and Wednesday 17th November 2010) posted 18th November 2010 https://godtestimonies.wordpress.com/2010/11/18/door-to-destiny-opens-%e2%80%a6-answer-to-prayer-%e2%80%a6-and-inviting-god-to-%e2%80%9cdo-again%e2%80%9d-and-%e2%80%9cagain%e2%80%9d-monday-15th-and-wednesday-17th-november-2010/

God brings them to my door … & I found my treasure in Mentone Part 2 of 2 Thursday 10th June 2010

Then later the same day … I found my treasure in Mentone …

I had written out the following (that I remember) for my treasure hunt list on Sunday night:
Trudi ? red hair, curly short

green eyes, yellow in them, Around eyes – rash – been crying? – red?

Sore wrist
Limping
Jeans, brown boots, blue shirt, … cannot remember the rest
Mentone
Inside

Bakers Delight/Op Shop/Post Office

 
Yesterday I had prayed for a “Judy” not Trudi (see Myer is full of the Spirit posted Tuesday 30th November 2010) and she did cry (a lot) and was red around the eyes, she had a sore wrist (arthritis and I prayed for her hand) and she had reddish hair (although she denied it), it was in Myer (inside).
 
Judy had looked at the list yesterday and said it was not her … I hasten to add I think she was on the list but never to mind because I had kept the list and needed it this particular day … and I had kept looking.
 
At this stage I had not yet read Kevin Dedmon’s The Ultimate Treasure Hunt so I did not know you could have more than one treasure on a treasure hunt list …
 
I needed bread and sensing that God was up to something I waited for His timing … I felt to go about midday.  I “coincidentally” remembered my list, checked it over and looked for anyone to match my descriptions – again not feeling too sure since this was not how I usually prayed for people on the streets … with a list).  I looked around, bought bread from Bakers Delight, walked into the post office looking for someone to match the description, not really knowing what I was doing and feeling like a bit of a dill … and then outside the post office I saw a girl pushing a pram, limping who, I later realised, had been at the op shop because she had a big wooden second hand toy that looked like an op shop buy …
 
I spoke to her.  She had dislocated her knee.  She had done so many times, about 30 times, and this time was while lying in bed after which she ended up in the hospital’s emergency unit in the middle of the night.  She told me she was going to see a specialist about knee surgery.
 
I asked if I could pray and told her about Ahmed, from the same morning, who had torn ligaments in his shoulder. I told her how he had been raising his arm in surprise pain free (see part 1 of this story).
 
I knelt on the pavement and prayed, while my 3 year old held our bread.  I asked if she felt anything – telling her that sometimes people felt heat, cool tingles etc … She felt heat.
 
I asked her if the condition was hereditary, at least 3 generations.  It was (thank you Randy Clarke, Global Awakening) so I broke any curse off the family generational line and released blessing into her and her family … looked at her little girl and prayed for her daughter her too.
 
It was cold (12 degrees outside), I was kneeling on the pavement, the wind was freezing … she told me she felt warmth.  I continued to pray into it and asked her to check it out then and there but she said she did not have pain normally now – just that it was weak … on hearing this I touched her knee and released “strength”.  She said she felt the warmth through the tough bandage that kept her knee straight.  I said she may notice a change later when she took her bandage off.
 
I then told her that I had been looking for someone, a treasure, and I nervously showed her my list – she looked and as she did she became amazed … as did I!
 
She told me her husband had red hair, it was short and curly and he had green eyes with yellow in them.  He also had eczema – the rash.  She was showing me how she fitted the list …  I noted that her name was not Trudi, but I explained I had prayed for someone yesterday called Judy so that name may have been the woman from yesterday.  She looked at me and said it was freaky – I knew more about her than she did.  She kept the list to show her husband – a bit spun out I think.
 
I reiterated that she was the treasure, and explained how I got the list from asking God for someone He wanted to touch; I explained that she was God’s treasure for me to find and pray for healing.  I gave her my card so she could let me know how she got on.
 
God is obviously very economical … I think I got two missions on one page when I wrote out the list!
 
He makes me laugh … I had such doubt as I wrote out the treasure list … and I do prefer stopping as I feel led … as I go… but through this I see the power in the treasure hunt list … this girl could see the list, well she was so amazed that she kept it … I let her, keep the list not knowing that Kevin Dedmon suggests in that you keep it yourself.  Even so, she now has the list and it is verifiable evidence to her that God had His gaze on her … that He loved her enough to give a total stranger details about her life … that He loved her enough that he would send a stranger to kneel in the cold wet weather and pray for her, who would then nervously show her a list on which her personal details could be found … it is tangible evidence to her and to me that …
 
God is Good!

God brings them to my door… & I found my treasure in Mentone (Part 1 of 2) Thursday 10th June 2010

Earlier this year, the day after Myer was full of the Spirit and a prodigal daughter came home, Ahmed and Chris came to fix some curtains that had been playing up for months – it had been a most frustrating process but through this time God surely had something brewing, because, if there been no problem with the rod Ahmed would not have been at my house for me to pray for him.

The team were replacing a curtain rod when Ahmed said he was not doing any physical work because he had torn all the ligaments in his shoulder – it was sore and he could not lift it or move it at all.

I asked him if I could pray for him.

He agreed and I started to pray with my hand on his shoulder – feeling apprehensive and hoping God would show up.  I felt nothing and was nervous … this was not a complete stranger … but as I continued (rebuking the battle in my head) I gradually began to feel warmth under my hand and asked him if he could too.  He said “yes” and so, feeling encouraged, I kept praying and then asked him to check it out.  He said it was much better and he had better movement.  He said the pain and lack of movement was a 7; whereas, before, it was a 10.

I said “let’s keep praying” and as I prayed again I felt the warmth again.  I prayed quietly that he would have dreams and visions and see the truth about God (I think he is a Muslim) and kept praying for and releasing healing, releasing the Holy Spirit on and in him.  The warmth continued.

He then tried it out again and said “gosh” and tentatively moved it above his head in circular movements … with a look of surprise –he had not been able to raise his arm without pain before I had prayed.

I prayed again to rid him of the remnant of the pain and I then left him to it – rasing his arm above his head, looking amazed.

He came downstairs later and said it would be interesting to see what the medical expert would have to say about it – he had an appointment that afternoon.  I laughed and said it would be funny if he was told that it was all healed and mentioned a story I had heard about a person who needed heart surgery, people had prayed for him and when the surgeons opened him up they found nothing needed to be done.

God is Good!

Post Script: I have promised to tell it like it is so … A few months later Ahmed did end up having the surgery.  I was disappointed, but regardless, his arm was definitely pain free when he left our home that day and he had full movement.  He had tasted the goodness of God, the healing power of Jesus Christ … As for “the why” I do not know the answer, but I do know I have much to learn and I do believe that one day soon we will see the “Ahmeds” in Australia irreversibly healed in Jesus Christ’s name because …

God is good!

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