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"seeing" a seer gift on an airplane

While sitting next to a woman on a plane flight, I began to "see" that this woman was incredibly sensitive spiritually and had what would be termed a "seer" type of prophetic gifting. I also got a word of knowledge for a left elbow problem and decided to go with the elbow word initially. Well, she didn't have the elbow problem (later she told me she felt it was for her entire left side, which she had a long term condition with). I'll just go with "I missed it" and move on however:). Almost immediately she told me she was a believer and we actually attend the same type of Church. As I began to share with her more of what I "saw" about her, she confirmed that she did have a "seer" gift and also said others had "seen" that on her as well. It was encouraging to have given her an accurate prophetic confirmation of something she was already moving in. So often the prophetic ministry isn't about giving someone some ...

A String of Healings

I have been having so much fun with the Lord these last months! It started in the summer in Canada . I would go on my morning walks with a purpose, listening and watching for direction from the Lord. Every morning I would run into people that needed prayer for healing. I never during this time received a ‘word of knowledge’ but would just run into them, see their ailment and pray. I prayed for heaps of people who didn’t get healed, though they all seemed blessed and I was frankly just feeling pleased at my boldness for trying. This is not for the faint of heart! Though at one point I did think I was going to have a heart attack! However, two of the people I prayed for WERE healed!! A guy on crutches felt heat all over his ankle and was able to move it without pain! That opened the door to talk to him about Jesus, the healer! There was also a girl behind a food counter who had a severe tooth ache. I asked if I could pray and put my hand on her cheek. She l...

the Lord speaks clearly amongst a group of muslim men - He even reveals a person's name!

A few nights ago, Isaac of Ninevah, Tenacious B and I headed out together and met a group of Syrian muslim men who worked downtown. As Isaac pointed out in his blog post, we saw the Lord speak prophetically very clearly over a number of their lives. We were able to demonstrate the difference between the way God the Father speaks and heals, and the way their islamic seers and healers operate. They had quite a bit of exposure to these types of people. Sometimes the so-called 'prophetic words' that their islamic mystics will give are accurate but don't instill hope and produce faith. The vast majority of the time muslims have to pay these people for their 'supernatural services'. In sharp contrast, we explained that since God gives us His gifts freely, we use them freely. We also prophesied hope, potential and God's purposes and future ministry plans over these men. I saw one of these men had been a noted athlete in his youth, which he confirmed. I told him...

Downtown Shooba (what else can I say?)

I didn't know how much of what we saw in the other country would transfer back home, but it seems like we received an increase of some kind. Last night, we were downtown and got into a conversation with some guys. It quickly became a supernatural conversation. I prophesied to one guy that he was a great secret keeper and that he liked esoteric things most people didn't like. He nodded in agreement. For another man, I told him that he carried a healing gift and that people recovered from illnesses after a couple of days after he had been near them. He also confirmed that this was true. For one of the other guys with us, I told him that he had a teacher in his family and that he too had a teaching gift of some sort. He told us that his relative was an Islamic preacher. I also told another that he had a heart for justice, which was on as well. As we're talking, another older man comes up and the guys testify about what just happened. He turns to me and says, "We...

The End. . . of our trip; the Beginning of something even better (part 16)

On the plane home, we tried to minister to the stewardess who sat in the jump seat next to ours. Most of our words were way off except I saw her home being diagonally situated to an old stone church in her home country. DJ also got the name of her future husband, which, incidentally, turned out to be the name of her ex-boyfriend, too! As I was writing all of these testimonies down, I realized a few things. First, I hope no one gets the idea that we think we were somehow responsible for all of the things that happened. There is a hiddeness about our King and He has a love for participation. When He co-labors with us, we are the ones who people see. If He’s ok with that, I am, too. Many would have others say, “It wasn’t me, it was Jesus.” Theologically, that’s accurate. Religiously, it sounds good, but biblically, it’s not what He told us to say when doing signs and wonders. He said to tell people the Kingdom of God has come near. People get so hung up on what someone says aft...

Candyman gets his mail read! (part 15)

As we were walking around the airport, we felt like we were on a roll of some sort and looked for more opportunities to do the stuff. For one lady, I got a word about her being a great babysitter, which turned out to be on. But the last encounter we had was by far our best at the airport. For this one guy selling candy, I got the words that he didn't use an alarm clock, that his dad and brother worked together but he didn't work with them, and that he was the fastest runner among his friends when he was younger playing soccer. I also told him that he enjoyed reading – especially history and that he did his reading in his bed before going to sleep. The crazy thing was that it was ALL right. He clarified that he liked political history the best, though, but close enough. DJ also got a word for his back and some heart words for the lady working with him. Both were really blessed. What was the fruit of all of these words? We may never know this side of heaven, but each of ...

Taxi and Departure (part 14)

On our way out of the country, we were able to pray again for Yusif’s wrist and see some great stuff at the airport. Since we had arrived early to our gate, we decided to sit down in one of the coffee shops and just see what the Lord had planned. As we were sitting there, DJ and I both got a word about a pain in the left side of the neck. We asked our waiter to ask around and he did. It turned out that one of the guys in the kitchen named Mustafa had this pain. (Oddly enough, he told us later that he only had a pain there every now and then, but not at that time.) He sat down with us (it wasn’t too busy) and we started prophesying over him. I told him that he wanted a big family and that someone in his family was a leader. He agreed with the first word and told us that his uncle was an imam (an Islamic preacher). I also told him that he was up for a promotion of some sort. I then proceeded to get crazy with destiny words about his future wife: light colored hair, beautiful, a...