Hot Wind from the Desert

Last night we went to pray for some people. At one point, I really felt as if it depended on me that this person got healed or not. I had to repent later on. What was I thinking? One thing I did notice is that I was out of practice. I know that this might sound odd, but I really felt out of practice prophesying and praying for healing. I am becoming more and more convinced that faith has to be exercised on a daily basis. America is the most obese country in the world and people are always scratching their heads asking, "Why don't miracles happen in America like they do in Africa?" I wonder why there aren't a lot of obese people in Africa. Could there be a link or a hint between the natural and supernatural?

I say that the faith to raise the dead in America is there. I have heard of it happening, but not on a large scale because as a whole most people's faith is not being exercised in that area. In short, there aren't that many resurrections because there ain't that many people praying for dead people.

I'm also reading a book about past revivals and one of the things that I like about it are the pictures of the Big Top Tents that these revivalists used to buy and fill up with people. There are so many tent stories, i.e. miracles, supernatural happenings, etc. Even today these things continue to happen, but not on a nationally recognized level (yet) that these people in the first half of the 20th century used to get. We are one generation away from this. It amazes me that so many of the memories of these events-- so many healings-- have been forgotten. How easily we forget.

As a side note here, James Cameron is nowhere in the news these days. His attempted debunking of Christianity didn't survive as long in the media as Paris Hilton's makeover.