JOEL 2 GENERATION

During a conference, I met 3 curious Iranian muslims. They didn't understand much of what was being said, but they saw people being touched powerfully by God. One of them had a seriously deformed leg and was obviously open to a miracle. I couldn't communicate very well with them, but I asked if they had any pain in their bodies that needed healing. The first man said he had a knee problem. I laid my hands on his knee, asked God's Kingdom to come and he was healed. The second man had an arm problem. I had been getting a fairly strong word of knowledge earlier about the very area that was bothering him. I laid my hands on his arm and his arm was healed. Finally, the third man had chest pain and after prayer he was healed as well. Even though these men couldn't understand what was being said, they were back for the evening meeting and seemed to have brought a bunch of their muslim friends. I guess their healings sparked their friends' interest. As they head back

I prayed for a Pakistani Muslim in a park today. He was wearing an ear device. So, in broken Arabic, I explained what I was going to do and he allowed me. No results. He walked away just as deaf as he was before I prayed. It's important that we make sure that no one gets the idea that we at joel2generation ALWAYS see results. We're still contending.

Last night I met up with DJ and some friends at a local restaurant. For most of the meal, I noticed this guy with two withered hands eating behind us. Now, I'd like to say that I had the faith to pray for this man and see this work of the devil done away with, but I didn't have it at that time. Instead, as I was leaving, I told our waiter thanks and asked him if he had chest pains or a pain in the neck on the left side. It turns out that he didn't have any pain in the chest, but he nodded about the pain in his neck. I prayed for him and asked again. He motioned that it was gone. I said, "Praise God" and walked out. As we were standing on the sidewalk outside the restaurant to go home, the manager of the place and this waiter come out to us and the manager asks me, "Did you pray for this man in Jesus' name?" I said, "Yes, yes I did." Then, the manager went on to say that he was a Christian too and invited us back in for some tea.

this past week, I got the opportunity to partner with my wife, Desert Princess, to release the Kingdom into the life of a muslim woman. while walking through a crowded marketplace, I got a word of knowledge for someone with a shoulder problem. When I am around alot of people, I usually ask the 1st person who I notice after i get the word, and in this case it was a muslim woman in a shop. I told my wife about it and said, "I think that woman has a shoulder problem, do you want to check it out"? (she actually hates it when I do that - unless it works out!). Anyway, she approached the woman and asked her if she had a problem in her shoulder which she did. Desert Princess got to pray for this woman with Eastern Princess and also Dark Horse. They were also able to share about the Lord with her. There was no noticable difference at the time of prayer in the woman's shoulder, but since God doesn't give us words of knowledge for our entertainment, we know that the Kingdo

Last night while Isaac of Ninevah and I were sitting with an Indian Christian restaurant manager, I got a word of knowledge that he had a headache in a specific area. He did have a headache in exactly the same area. I laid hands upon him, God’s presence came and all the pain left. Pain-free zone establishment!

While visiting Dubai, I was being driven by a Moroccan muslim taxi driver. I asked the Lord to reveal something about this man to me and I began to get a strong word of knowledge about a problem in the upper left arm and also for general numbness in the left side of the body. I asked this man if he had a problem in his arm, he said, “No” and of course wanted to know why I had asked. At that point, I got the impression that it wasn’t a word for him but for one of his parents and then specifically it was for his mother. I asked if his mother, who is in Morocco, had this problem. He said, “No”. At this point, I took a risk. I asked if he would call her in Morocco and check to see. He said he would but was now really curious. I began to explain to him that I was a Christian and that God wants to heal and demonstrate His Kingdom. He asked for me to pray for him before we got out of the taxi. I instructed him to call if his mother in deed had the problem I described. Two days later

I am not usually one to have something happen to me and immediately start writing a blog, but I had an encounter with an Egyptian man on a bus today, and it really got me thinking. For the past few weeks I have had a burning heart to reveal Gods love and goodness to people through the avenue of healing, but struggle due to my lack of Arabic. I see people with casts or with crutches, yet feel there is little I can do but embarrass myself if I approach them with the message of God’s kingdom and can’t even communicate. That being said, I am fed up letting the language barrier stop me from doing what God has called me to do. I have been asking God to keep bringing people who have infirmities into my proximity so that I would be bombarded with opportunities, and He has been faithful in answering my requests. While on the bus today, along with my wife and fellow friend, I noticed an Egyptian man walking outside with his arm in a sling. My heart went out to him, and I wanted to walk off the b