Here is a testimony from Rob, a pastor at Missio Dei, after some friends prayed with him over sickness he was experiencing. It’s a pretty amazing story of things happening supernaturally as they prayed. If you have questions about any of this or are unfamiliar with God working in this way and would like to discuss it, feel free to email me. Thanks for passing this on to us, Rob!
Meanwhile, check out some sweet testimonies from semi-famous to famous people over at www.iamsecond.com. Amazing to hear how God reveals himself to people no matter their status. I especially loved Stephen Baldwin’s story about his housekeeper prophesying to his wife. Augusta, I want to be just like you!
Rob’s testimony:
“Steve and two of the guys prayed over my illness. It was pretty amazing. The one saw a snake constricting me about the neck and chest and abdomen – representing spiritual oppression. Another saw strings dangling from my back, pointing toward generational sin. Together, they saw a curse upon me, and my blood – which we think was put on me in a then-crazy incident in Africa. They saw that my heart was physically tired from the cursed blood, that my spleen was enlarged and that my liver wasn’t functioning properly. So they prayed to break the oppression. One man shook violently as they laid hands on me. I felt tingly/warm all over – almost as if I was being held up by something/someone else. At one point, the one man felt led to pray the presence of God upon me, wrapping his arms around me completely. This went on for about 25 minutes or so… finally I got chills up/down my spine and heard a dark voice say, “I am leaving you…” and “I will be back,” and “you are right to fear me.” Creepy! I shared this with the guys, though, and they spoke truth: “that’s a lie” (the fear part). In any case, I felt lighter, clearer, at peace. Although I did leave wondering a little “what happened?!”
Within the next 12 hours, I started to believe that I’ve been healed. Not because of outward stuff, but more of an inner peace. Steve had prayed “authority” over me, not only in ministry, but over my home. That morning, I actually boldly stepped into that to pray over Aidan, who was not acting like himself. As I prayed, I saw a little gremlin-like dude teasing his ears, head, etc. so I prayed in Jesus’ name against that spirit of stirring up. Within a minute, a drastic shift occurred in him and in our home. A little while later, I prayed in the shower, and was drawn to worship God – praising Him for healing, but also taking time to renounce things I had agreed to. In the process, I also begin praying prayers of agreement with who GOD is, what is true of Him and His ways and His goodness, love, grace and mercy in Jesus. I was literally in tears – you know, happy tears. From there, I sensed a certain lightness all day, and a clarity I haven’t felt in a while. I also had energy I hadn’t had in years. And without caffeine! There was also a renewed/restored confidence in many ways… Janel even saw the difference.
Interestingly enough, our kids had trouble on the way home from an afternoon/early evening spent with suburban friends. Isabel projectile vomited out of nowhere and Aidan began having horrible coughing fits. We got home and Janel and I prayed peace and protection over them and all seemed to calm… until I was awoken wide awake at 12.19p by a dream. I dreamt a white dog in our house was minding its own business (in the dream it was our dog) when suddenly it began to snarl and charged our front door, banging against it quite hard – as if there was some danger/evil on the other side. Having been at the dream thing earlier, I recognized that this was a dream of warning from the Lord. As I lay in bed, it occurred to me to get up and lock the door. It was unlocked. But I was also led to pray over my home/family too, as I believe it was a spiritual dream. I stood in the name of Jesus over Janel and the kids. Finally, sleep came. Ironically, Janel woke up at 1.19a and couldn’t sleep, so she prayed for quite a while. After falling back to sleep, she woke up at 3.19a. Same thing. Funny enough, Holly reported being awake from 3a-5a with a call to pray for us.
Some of this carried over to church Sunday, where I was committed to taking part in/leading the prayer time. I felt drawn to pray with a new confidence and boldness – praying over this people and against oppression – from a spirit of control and self-aggrandizement to a spirit of pleasure and indulgence. As Holly said later, I prayed with authority. Hmm… that’s a word God was speaking not only in the last 72 hours, but for about 9 months now. I believe He’s working it in me and bringing me into that more and more. Duh.
I will also add…I’ve found myself singing and whistling and even being silly ever since Friday night – as if a HUGE weight had lifted off me. Which is pretty stinkin’ cool. I will say that it did seem as if the weight tried to come back today, while at the office, but even now I’m sensing it’s abated.
So…as you can see…it’s been quite an adventurous few days. I’m excited to see what God is going to do from here…
All I can say is “praise God.”
Blessings,
Rob
Our Stone Pile 