I’ve been home from training camp for a few days now and I’m still trying to wrap my mind around what I’ve learned and experienced. I know one thing for sure…I experienced the weird stuff.
I witnessed a girl with a broken bone and torn ligaments be healed and dance before the Lord.
I felt the touch of God like never before.
I heard the voice of my Savior in a new way.
I had words of life spoken over me. I was told I have healing hands.
I saw my squad mate’s joy as she explained that her back was healed.
I watched my squad mates grieve and break the chains that had been holding them for years.
I danced before my God like I never have before.
I learned to be still before the Lord.
I watched my squad carry each other’s burdens and become a family in just one week.
I went from doubting God would speak to me and heal me to believing more than ever that he will and does.
Growing up in the Catholic Church these things weren’t talked about as though they could still happen. Healings, hearing from God, or getting words for others were all just stories in the bible. But now I know, God still does these things. He still wants to do them. I experienced the weird stuff and I love it!
I pray I never stop hearing from God, healing others, and experiencing everything weird. If that makes me weird, then I don’t want to be normal.
