A friend just posted a video about a man being raised from the dead. A doctor who was also a believer and follower of Christ, was led to pray for a man who suffered a massive heart attack and had been dead for over one hour. He was turning blue and his body was beginning to decompose. The man lived.
This made me think of a very real event in my life. I remember hearing a story on the local news about a little girl who was abused, raped and kept several days by a man close to her. He abused her to the point of her being in a coma I believe. She was near death. They had been reporting on her story for several days now. I remember her story coming again upon the television. They were reporting live from the hospital down the road, following this little girls every move.
I remember the urge to go lay hands on her. Like, literally go put my hands on her and say a prayer. The live coverage was still broadcasting and I walk toward our kitchen window. My faith was on fire within me. I wanted to go to the hospital and go do this thing but I had no one to go with me. I knew this girl was to live. I needed someone to go with me!! Nobody of faith was nearby. I thought of my friend Shannon. She lives not to far from here. I did not call her. I know if she was around that she would go with me. And, she would be praying with me. The girl ended up dying that day.
I think within me. LORD, my faith was on FIRE!!! My faith was on fire!! This is what ministry is about. Two by two saith the Lord! TWO BY TWO!! Lord knows I should have been there, I couldn't go alone so I thought! God is GOOD and I desire to do mighty things in His Name! Lord be with your Best, Your special ones that they may go boldly! Go boldly!! And bring us a friend to come with us along the way!
W
