Hot Wind from the Desert

My wife and I went to Subway for lunch. After we ordered and as we were paying, I got a word of knowledge for the guy's left shoulder. I asked him about it and he confirmed that he had pain there. I asked if he wanted to get rid of it. He thought I meant a massage, but I told him that it would only take a minute. He looked at me incredulously. I told him that I would ask God and He would heal him. I prayed for his shoulder and the pain went instantly. He then asked me if I could pray for some pain in his back. After praying THREE times for the back, he said that it was 100%. I explained to him that we were Christians and that it says in our Book that we're supposed to heal the sick. He told us he wanted us to come back soon.

Fresh is always good-- subs and testimonies!

This morning I was taking a walk and I walked past a bus stop. There was one guy there sitting in the shade. I walked up to him and started with the most obvious thing I could think of, "Hot out here isn't it?" Nice intro. After we started talking, I asked him where he was from and then if he had a pain in the upper part of his left arm. He slowly nodded his head. I then told him that God had told me of his pain and the He wanted to heal it. He agreed to let me pray and I quickly prayed for his arm. I asked him to check and he moved it around, smiled a little, and then started nodding his head. I asked him if it were 100% and he nodded (not much of a talker, this guy). I told him that God loved him and that He had just healed him. I, then, went on with my walk.

Now, as an addendum to this story, I would like to mention HOW I got the word for his arm. I imagined a person's body in my mind's eye (like the kind you see in anatomy books) and asked the Lord to highlight the place where this guy's pain was. I could see a red light around the top of the upper left arm (like those old Doan's backpain pills commercials). Taking it on faith that this was the right word, I went ahead and approached him and the rest is history.

Jesus is so ready to work through us, He'll use whatever, whenever, for whomever. Yes, it is as simple as imagining a body and seeing a red light. Why not?

Earlier this week, my wife and I were able to minister to a lady at the bank. This morning, I went back to the bank and saw the same lady again. She was excited to see me and told me that I was right on about some of the stuff we had emailed her. She said that not only was it accurate, but very recent, too. As we were talking, she showed me the goosebumps on her arms as the presence of the Lord came upon her (she thought it was just goosebumps). She asked if we could email her again with more stuff from God! As she checked on my stuff for me, she told me, "You're really close to God, aren't you?" I told her that I was. I also told her that the Lord had only revealed general things about her to us-- enough to catch her attention and for her to realize how much He was interested in her life. I told her that He doesn't tell secrets, that He's not that kind of friend. Right before I left, I gave her my wife's mobile number so they could meet up again outside of work.

As I left the bank without actually accomplishing what I wanted to get done, I realized that the Lord must have had a different agenda. I laughed to myself because it was one of the few times that I didn't really care about not getting what I had came for.

The fields are white with harvest. Where are the harvesters?

Last week, DJ set me up with an opportunity to pray for a lady working at the Starbucks where I work. As I was going to work, we stopped by for some coffee and some shooba. I asked the lady what her problem was and she said that her shoulder hurt. I told her that I was going to pray for her and not to freak out when she felt something on her shoulder. I asked her if she believed in prayer and she nodded saying she was Catholic. We normally lay hands on people, but in this situation I didn't feel it was appropriate, so I just started praying. She bowed her head and closed her eyes. I simply asked Jesus to come to heal her shoulder. After a few seconds, I asked her to move her arm and she barely turned her wrist all the while keeping her eyes closed (I don't know if she was feeling the "sauce" or was just being reverential). I asked her to open her eyes and really move her arm. She started swinging it like she was doing fast-pitch softball and her eyes got really big and said that all the pain was gone! She also said that her arm felt really cold. I went ahead and told her some of the things that I felt God had told me about her like she was a leader and that she could sense others' emotions. She told me she was the manager there and that she had had the ability to sense others' emotions for a long time. I encouraged her to continue to develop that and ask the Lord what He might want to do when she started feeling something.

This was last week, but an old testimony is better than not writing one at all!

As we were ministering in a fellowship this past Friday, I was praying for a man and I kept asking the Lord for something specific so that he would know that the Lord was looking after him. So, I kept getting pictures of him with flowers. I asked him, “Do you work with flowers?” “No.” “Do you do anything with flowers?” “No.” I finally asked him where he worked. He said, “Les Roses.”

We both laughed hard as Jesus connected the picture with the interpretation and released joy.



I was praying for a man who complained of sinus pressure. I asked him where it hurt and he pointed to the middle of his forehead. I started praying for him and as I started praying for him, I felt pain in the exact spot where he had just pointed. I felt like it was the Lord telling me that He was up to something. So, I prayed for a few more moments and asked him about the pain. He said that it was all gone with a surprised look on his face.

Sometimes when we go to a fellowship to minister to people, we stand in the front and just see who the Lord highlights specifically. Oddly enough, there are many times when our team will individually “get something” for the same person out of a large crowd. This happened last Friday, but what I want to tell about is this one guy I felt the Lord had a word for.

As I was scanning the crowd, I kept going back to this brother who was sitting not too far from the front row. As I looked at him, I felt like he had a pastor’s heart. I also felt like he had a heart of a lion. As I continued to look, the Lord gave me some more stuff for him as well. When I got my chance, I started telling him what I thought the Lord had told me. I no sooner got the word “pastor” out of my mouth that he and his wife started laughing and he said, “I was going to preach this morning before I knew that guests were here!” He received the rest of the word as well. Afterwards, he came up to me and thanked me for being obedient to the Lord because he had walked into the service that morning feeling a little lost and discouraged and had specifically thought that the Lord wasn’t going to say anything to him.

How encouraging it was for me as well!

Sometimes we have to step out in faith even if it means looking like an idiot in front of a bunch of strangers. At this service, I called out the name “Helen.” No one, I mean, NO ONE answered and there were about 75 people there. Later, after the platform stuff was over, I asked this one lady if she knew a Helen and she said, “Sure, she was supposed to be here this morning.” Does the Lord have a sense of humor or what?


I was praying for a man and kept getting the word that he was going to do some preaching and teaching. I asked him about it and he beamed with a smile and said, “Yes, the pastor has recently asked me to do some teaching and I’ve done some preaching, too.”


Our group had been to this particular fellowship many times before and one on occasion a few months ago we had had the opportunity to pray for this baby with a heart condition. However, this past Friday, the pastor of the group brought this man to me and explained to me that he was having a hard time receiving the teaching about healing because his daughter (the baby we had been praying for) had just died. Instantly, the compassion of Jesus fell on me and I hugged this total stranger and as we both wept openly, I whispered in his ear, “This was not part of God’s will. This was not His plan. I don’t understand healing anymore than you do. I don’t know why this happens. I do know that it isn’t right.” I prayed on that Jesus would help carry his pain and would draw close to mourn with him. I don’t know how much my words meant to him, but I know the embrace was probably more powerful. Sometimes the shooba is weeping with those who weep.


During the worship time, I got a word of knowledge for learning disabilities. During the ministry time, I had two brothers come up to receive prayer. I haven’t yet heard anything back from them and I may not for a long time, but it was the first time the Lord had ever led me to pray for something like that and that in itself is significant enough to blog.


As I was going to the fellowship, I was listening to a message from this guy in California. He was talking about how God uses unusual circumstances and coincidences to speak to us. He used the word, “kisses.” As part of his sermon illustration, he recalled a time when the Lord kept bringing up pearls through different people who prayed with him or in random conversations. As another part of his sermon illustration about unusual coincidences, “kisses from a good God,” he spoke at length how God had led him to start praying for children with Down’s Syndrome. He told one story of how, after he had prayed for this one Down’s kid, he was able to drink fluid through a straw. Anyway, I got to the fellowship and when I walked in, I made my way through the crowd and found a place to sing. I looked over to my right and there was a lady with pearls all over the neckline of her sweater. I thought that was odd and that the Lord probably had a prophetic word for her (which He did from two of us on our team individually). I looked over to my left and saw a man holding a kid. I thought to myself that if this baby has Down’s, I’m going to freak. The child lifted her head and she was a normal little kid. As I continued to sing, the pearl lady moved a little and I saw a little boy standing between the legs of his mother. My mouth dropped—he had Down’s Syndrome. It wasn’t the time yet to pray, but during the ministry time, I approached the lady and asked her if I could pray for her son. The testimony I had heard in the car was about a boy who was named Joey. I thought, “If this kid’s name begins with a ‘J,’ too, this has just moved into the twilight zone.” I asked her, “What’s your kid’s name?”

“Jeremiah”

To Be Continued. . . .


My wife and I went to a local restaurant to get some take out. As I was standing at the counter, I got a physical word of knowledge for the Syrian man working there. I asked him if he had pain in his left Achilles’ tendon. He looked quizzical at me and asked me if I was a doctor. I said that we were healers. He then asked me for a card. I said, “I don’t have one.” He asked for some cream. I said, “I don’t have any.” He finally asked if I had a center. I said, “Nope.” So, I asked for his hand and released the Kingdom into his foot. Something must have happened, because then he asked me to pray for his left knee. AND after I did that, to pray for both of his shoulders. AND, after that, to pray for his right knee! So, after 5 miracles of healing, I asked if all the pain was gone and he confirmed that it was. I said, “Praise God! Now, we’ll take our food, a Pepsi, a Mountain Dew, and all of your pain.” He was grinning as we left his restaurant.

So were we.


My wife and I went to eat at a food court with our kids at a local mall. As we were eating, a man in a wheelchair started eating his dinner not far from us. There was also another boy in a wheelchair on the other side of us. Feeling ambushed by Jesus, I went over to the man in the chair who turned out to have severe mental and physical problems. I told his caretaker that we would like to do some “treatments” for him for free. He took my number, but hasn’t called yet. Here’s the crazy thing: I was so nervous walking up to him, but as I started talking, I felt love overcome all fear.

As for the other boy in a wheelchair, the family started talking to us and we found out that they are neighbors to some of our close friends here. What a set-up!

I've been shooting the shooba for a couple of years now and you never know what the Lord is going to do. Tonight I just heard that my brother-in-law's mother got a gold tooth-- ALL BECAUSE SHE ASKED. This is the first person that I've personally known to get one. As soon as I get a pic, I'm going to post it on here.