This past Sunday, Monday and Tuesday we went to a meeting at a friend's house that her dad, Gabe, was putting on, which he called a Spiritual Home Invasion. What an amazing few days!
Each night we began with worship and let me tell you, the kids who attended can REALLY worship. Talk about unhindered and happy. Then Pastor Gabe spoke. As it was in a house it was super casual, with coffee and goodies out. Our friends also had a special lesson for the kids so the parents could be ministered to. Melody stayed back with us and rolled around on the floor most of the time.
One night Gabe spoke about Jesus being a Prophet, Priest and King. He defined a prophet as one hearing from God and telling others what God was saying. This was helpful for me as I'd always seen prophecy as being something that told of the future and was having a difficult time with what people were using the term for. Now it makes sense.
Sunday night Gabe brought up the power we have to speak into our family's lives. As his kids grew up he would take each of them, look into their eyes, and bless them, speaking things like, "Your mommy and I love you. The Lord has a good plan for your life. You are a powerful person in Christ." He also mentioned that if a husband isn't blessing his wife, he isn't blessing himself. He had Red and I stand up as the example and had Red look me in the eyes and say, "Honey, you're my best friend. Whatever life gives us we can handle together. I love you..." Wow! It really touched me! Especially since I'd been upset earlier because he was taking his time before we left. In fact, I almost went to the meeting myself, but just rounded the block before he came out.
Monday night, during worship, I was so distracted by Rusty that it was hard to focus on the Lord. I hadn't made the kids eat their dinner so they (mostly him) were extremely fussy. At one point Gabe said God was healing arthritis (along with some other issues) in someone in the room. I, of course, received his words, though my body wasn't agreeing and I didn't feel very spiritual since I was distracted. My knees continued to bother me the rest of the night. He spoke that believing + action = faith. It's not faith if we simply SAY we believe. There has to be some kind of action. I'd wondered about this before with my arthritis. If I stopped taking my supplements and relying on all this worldly wisdom to heal me, would God heal me? Also, if he DID heal me, was I in a position in my life that I would glorify Him, KNOWING it was Him, not thinking the pain I've been in wasn't real, etc.
That night I went to bed without taking my supplements. I did this partially because of his word on faith and partially because I was tired. In the morning, instead of walking around all funny from pain and stiffness, my knees worked perfectly!! No stiffness or need for stretching. It took a while for it to sink into my head/heart. I was even able to kneel. I called a few people and only Red answered his phone. When it finally hit me that my knees were healed I started balling like a baby. Not only has He touched my body, but my heart to receive His goodness. PRAISE GOD!
The last night Gabe had us practice our gifts by going up to someone in the room we didn't know too well and prophesying into their lives. Even though it's not a new idea to us, it was still a bit uncomfortable as I don't do it often, especially to someone I don't know well. He also had us take communion together and had the spouses wash each others' feet (in that order).
I got to share my testimony of healing and at the end of the meeting one of the ladies asked for prayer for her daughter. She was going to go to a specialist soon for a hearing problem. After having 4 major ear infections in her 4 years of life, she couldn't hear her mommy whisper in her right ear. After receiving prayer she heard every little whisper her mom spoke in that ear!
God is still alive and desiring to work in our lives. I SOOO look forward to more of Him and more wholeness from Him!