Stories of a good God

My daughter is changing schools.  With this change comes all the details of such a change … notifying authorities; purchasing gifts; writing letters of affirmation for teachers and support staff; and doing all the bits and pieces that honouring a group of people who have sown into a child’s life for 3 years takes … and, of course, with a change of schools comes the purchase of a new uniform.

Last Friday (3rd September 2011), with credit card tightly packed in bag, we headed up to the new school to tackle the fitting of the uniform.  As we walked thought the school’s canteen we saw B, who has a daughter at the same ballet school that my daughter attends; who also works in the administration section of the ballet school; and who also works in the school canteen.

We greeted each other and I said she looked lovely.  She coughed and said she had been battling the croup for weeks.  I said I would pray for her and after a quick chat I took her hand across the counter and prayed for a healing of the illness.  I told all sickness to leave her and her home (the entire family had been ill).  I then released life and health and as I did I received a word for her about requiring “provision”.  I asked her about this and she nodded that this was right and so I prayed that for her too, explaining that God would not let me know about such without wanting to provide the “provision” He had shown a need for.

She walked with us to the uniform shop and, as we walked, I got a picture of me placing my hand on the upper part of her back.  As I did (explaining to her what I was doing) I released the Holy Spirit on her and asked for “more Lord”, and I blessed what Holy Spirit was doing (thank you Randy Clark).  I then said “breathe Him in deeply, take deep breaths and in doing so you will breath in the Holy Spirit”.  She did and said with a start after three breaths that she had felt something change or shift.  I gave her a big hug and we went into the shop to sort out sizing etc … much to the absolute delight of my daughter!

I saw B again later that day.  I had dropped my daughter off at the ballet school and B came in to say “hello”. I asked how she was and she replied that it was the oddest thing but her nose had started running profusely all day after I had prayed for her and she felt like “it” was being flushed out of her body … “up and out”.  I said something similar had happened to me a few years ago when I had been quite ill and that I had felt the same way … that it was somehow being flushed out …

I got up from where I had been sitting on the floor and we stood side by side.  Again I felt God wanted me to place my hand on her upper back.  I did so and as I did I quietly prayed as we watched the class.  I felt that something was going on and I asked her about it.  She turned to me teary saying she could feel “something”.  I asked her if it was very peaceful and if it was making her feel teary, like crying, and she nodded gently and quietly said “yes” looking at me with big eyes full of surprise.

I explained gently that God was releasing His love on her and that He was calling her to Himself.  I said that she had not yet asked Jesus into her heart, but that He was calling her to come, that she was on a journey.  She stood teary.

My son, by this stage was rather whiny, and so I started to leave.  As I walked out I turned back, ran across the room and wrapped my arms around her, planting a big fat kiss on her cheek and left saying that she was precious …

I know some of you would ask why did you not see if she wanted Jesus to come into her heart … I wondered too, but I did not feel to take that step … I may have missed it, but even if I did, I know she felt His heart, she felt the warmth of His love, and I know He is drawing her unto Himself and that he will keep drawing her until she comes, and this I know because …

God is Good!

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Comments on: "And she felt the warmth of His love …" (2)

  1. Christine said:

    How wonderful!!!

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