Following the Ghost
You never know where you'll end up when you're following the Ghost. Last night, we first headed out, according to a prophetic vision, out to an embassy. We didn't really know why we were going out there other than we had received a picture of this country's flag. As it turns out, it took awhile to find, but when we finally did, the security guard was really nervous and didn't have any of the words of knowledge that we had written down. So, we thanked him and headed out. Imagine briefly three guys pulling in front of an embassy at 10PM and asking if anyone there had a problem with their right knee. On the way back to town, we were able to pray for an Asian man and a problem of his.
After the embassy, we went to a gas station/restaurant/bakery/car store/car wash/juice stall where another one of us had received a vision to go-- it just happened to be on the same street as the embassy (though about 3 miles away). Moreover, in the prayer time before going out, we saw a cedar of Lebanon. Near this locale was a sign with a picture of one of these one it. We were expecting some big things at this place. As our custom, we planted ourselves in the juice stall after hitting the bakery and praying for the worker there (they said that they felt heat). In the juice stall, we were able to minister to a man with some vision trouble and a leg problem. DJ busted some stuff out with some other patrons and we prayed for another waiter for his arm pain. Didn't see a lot of breakthrough there, but we still had one more place to go.
By now it's after 11PM and most places are closing down. Nonetheless, we decided to head on downtown and see what was going on at this complex the Lord showed us in our prayer time. We get to the complex and most of the lights are out and the doors are locked. As we're walking back to our car, we see a man walking on the street. He motions us to try the back door. We wave in thanks and head around to the back. The doors slid open and there were two security guards and two elevators. We greeted them and asked about what was open in the building at this time of night. They said the penthouse restaurant was still open if we wanted to look around. We caught the elevator and went up.
Once in the restaurant, we were amazed at the fact they were still open and no one was there except a few of the workers there. One waiter greeted us and started showing us around. As we spied out the environs, I asked him about his brother. Didn't really know why, but I did and he said that he was fine. I then went from asking to telling: You have an older brother and he lives here in this city with you. The waiter smiled, a little off-guard. I then asked if there was a problem with his brother. He said, "no." DJ steps up and starts chatting, too and it turns out that his little brother back in his home country is partially deaf. I then got a word of knowledge in my left arm, so I asked him about it and at this point he started laughing nervously like he had just been shown a good magic trick. All three of us started praying for him at that point-- for his arm, for his brother (who lives near a community of people like us who can help him out), for his shoulder (another word) and for his hip. We were also able to minister prophetically to him and encouraged him to be brave and learn to listen to his future wife (not something that people in this area are oft encouraged to do, I imagine, but I felt like the Lord wanted this guy to know this.) I also got the word that he was business minded and he agreed, but he said he never could really get on top of things financially. I felt led to break of the curse of working in vain and never seeing increase-- which is odd because I've never prayed for something like this for someone in his position. In fact, I've never really thought about that being a curse. We wanted to call his family and see if healing could be ministered through the cell-phone conversation, but he agreed that it was perhaps a little too late for a six-year-old (and definitely out of our box even, but why not?) It also struck me how close to home our words were for him. At one point, he sat down and had tears in his eyes. Before we left, DJ prayed for him to have an angelic visitation and revelatory dreams and I noticed that his phone's screen saver was a cedar of Lebanon.
You just never know where you're going to end up when you're following the Ghost.
After the embassy, we went to a gas station/restaurant/bakery/car store/car wash/juice stall where another one of us had received a vision to go-- it just happened to be on the same street as the embassy (though about 3 miles away). Moreover, in the prayer time before going out, we saw a cedar of Lebanon. Near this locale was a sign with a picture of one of these one it. We were expecting some big things at this place. As our custom, we planted ourselves in the juice stall after hitting the bakery and praying for the worker there (they said that they felt heat). In the juice stall, we were able to minister to a man with some vision trouble and a leg problem. DJ busted some stuff out with some other patrons and we prayed for another waiter for his arm pain. Didn't see a lot of breakthrough there, but we still had one more place to go.
By now it's after 11PM and most places are closing down. Nonetheless, we decided to head on downtown and see what was going on at this complex the Lord showed us in our prayer time. We get to the complex and most of the lights are out and the doors are locked. As we're walking back to our car, we see a man walking on the street. He motions us to try the back door. We wave in thanks and head around to the back. The doors slid open and there were two security guards and two elevators. We greeted them and asked about what was open in the building at this time of night. They said the penthouse restaurant was still open if we wanted to look around. We caught the elevator and went up.
Once in the restaurant, we were amazed at the fact they were still open and no one was there except a few of the workers there. One waiter greeted us and started showing us around. As we spied out the environs, I asked him about his brother. Didn't really know why, but I did and he said that he was fine. I then went from asking to telling: You have an older brother and he lives here in this city with you. The waiter smiled, a little off-guard. I then asked if there was a problem with his brother. He said, "no." DJ steps up and starts chatting, too and it turns out that his little brother back in his home country is partially deaf. I then got a word of knowledge in my left arm, so I asked him about it and at this point he started laughing nervously like he had just been shown a good magic trick. All three of us started praying for him at that point-- for his arm, for his brother (who lives near a community of people like us who can help him out), for his shoulder (another word) and for his hip. We were also able to minister prophetically to him and encouraged him to be brave and learn to listen to his future wife (not something that people in this area are oft encouraged to do, I imagine, but I felt like the Lord wanted this guy to know this.) I also got the word that he was business minded and he agreed, but he said he never could really get on top of things financially. I felt led to break of the curse of working in vain and never seeing increase-- which is odd because I've never prayed for something like this for someone in his position. In fact, I've never really thought about that being a curse. We wanted to call his family and see if healing could be ministered through the cell-phone conversation, but he agreed that it was perhaps a little too late for a six-year-old (and definitely out of our box even, but why not?) It also struck me how close to home our words were for him. At one point, he sat down and had tears in his eyes. Before we left, DJ prayed for him to have an angelic visitation and revelatory dreams and I noticed that his phone's screen saver was a cedar of Lebanon.
You just never know where you're going to end up when you're following the Ghost.
What a fun night it was! What a "team effort" - pictures/words coming from everyone. Tenacious "B" getting the location, Isaac getting a bunch of revelation for the man and me getting a word or two. May every night we head out find everyone contributing to the win - or shall I say, to the destruction of the dark lord's works??
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