The other day I was on the phone with my pal Brandon, he’s a friend of Jesus, his blog is awesome, it’s the I am a Spirit one on the right there. I spotted this guy on crutches walking with his friends and I was like, well, God, I’m on the phone! What do You want me to do? So I trailed after him slowly and turns out, he was heading the same direction so I walked extra slow, hung up with Brandon and turned to him. His name was Brandon! I asked him how he got hurt and he said he broke his femur in a freak accident so I told him that sucks, can I pray for you real quick? It was cool because he kind of knew, I think, that I was going to, maybe he overheard part of my phone conversation. Nothing really seemed to happen though. Super nice guy, always encouraging to meet nice people!
Today I found a lady who had carpal tunnel. It didn’t leave when I commanded it to, but I laid hands on her and I believe so I trust it’ll align with the Word. Plus, I’ve heard so many testimonies about carpal tunnel leaving, how can it not go from that woman?
But alas, there’s more than just nice people and appreciation for taking time out of your day, how nice of you, thanks, but I have to go. The more I think about it, the more I realize that we have should have something to give to this world. When we approach people, they’re not doing us a favor by letting us exercise the authority from Jesus Christ that we have. We should be the ones doing them a favor by freeing them from physical pain and illness. I feel like I’m bothering people when I step into their paths and ask them if I can pray for them, but it really should be the other way around. People should come to the followers of Jesus.
I just want to love Jesus, love like Him, look like Him. Because He’s someone worth following. Like, totally worth following.
My roommate and I started talking about cancer today.
I HATE DISEASE!
I remembered one of my high school friends who had to go through chemotherapy because of it and the guy in my building who has MS and the wheelchairs I see everyday and the times I’ve prayed, commanded, and nothing happened in the physical and I know something’s missing.
I’ll keep going anyway, God, I know You want to see your children free too.