Worship with Jonathan David Helser, June and July WR teams corporately call out to God for giftings. Others speaking in tongues, calling forth healing, speaking prophecy. I kneel in a room of intense worship, forehead to the ground. I find myself alone with God, I can still hear those around me. I pray for prophecy. After unknown amount of time I rise. I see a man in a green striped shirt and believe he has the gift of healing. I feel as though I should tell him, but resist. I can’t stop looking at him while I worship and am trying to ignore that I need to speak to him. Finally I just walk over, tell him. He nods and I walk away without waiting for further response. Then I find myself walking slowly around the room, looking at people, seeking those for whom I have a message. A woman is laying facedown on the ground, I approach, kneel next to her and hear only “this one is my child,” so I whisper it into her ear and sit with her for a moment. To a woman in a white skirt I speak “when God sets you free you are free indeed.” I see my roommate, Rachel, sitting and approach her. “God has a gift for you if you will let the whisper become more than a whisper.” I don’t understand this gift and speak to God asking Him what this is. “Ask Janina” (a leader). (I had noticed her walking through the crowds, looking for people for a couple days.) I can’t find her, but when I finally do I go over to her and say I have a question “I was told to ask you what is it you do when you’re wandering around looking at people.” “Who told you to ask me that?” “Uh, God…” She told me that she is walking around asking God what it is He wants to say to that person and explained that this is what it means to prophecy into someone. Sometimes she has words, sometimes she is told “go hug her.” She had come to me the day before and said “I just feel like I need to hug you.” It was then I realized that I hadn’t been hugged since I left Kauai. I felt comforted and loved. Two days later Rachel told me that about 2 minutes before I approached her that night she had been asking God to speak to her, asking to hear His words. The words I spoke to her excited her and she is now eagerly awaiting this gift. When she told me this, I had actually forgotten that she was one of the people that I spoke to that night.
Camping night (moving day) worship outdoors under an almost full moon. I need to be away from the crowd, alone with God. I walk into a beam of moonlight on the forrest floor about 30 feet from my teammates. I am alone, but hear my team, sounding like a choir of angels singing to our Father. I know I need to tell Alicia that she belongs here. Testing God to be sure, I tell Him I can’t find her in this crowd of 74 and if it is His word then He will lead me to her. I see or feel a place that I will walk to. When I get there she is getting up, she turns and practically walks into me. I follow her a few steps away and ask her if she is having doubts, thinking that maybe she shouldn’t be here. Without waiting for an answer I say “because God told me that I need to tell you that you are supposed to be here.” She hugs me and says “okay God, I get it.”
