Part of our ministry this month is going into local communities that surround San Vicente and go meet people, pray for them, and hopefully get to share the gospel. On our second day of ministry we went to another small community that the Canadians have helped build houses for. The first place that we visited was a small family doctor office. There were already a line of people waiting outside to be seen. We stayed there for a little while and prayed for the patients and over the office itself. After we left there we went a little further down the road and just started walking down the side street. We walked down this hill into like a little cluster of houses. The first house that we went into was of a woman that had nine kids, yeah nine. All of them were pretty young too many only a couple years apart. Her house like many others in that community were built by the Canadian group that has been coming here for several years helping build housing and stuff. They were working on adding rooms to the outside of it for the kids. While we were talking to them a dude came down the hill on a little cart drawn by two cows! That was pretty cool. He was hauling what looked like corn husks and other similar waste. Suzanne and Nicole were still talking to the kids and were starting to kick around the soccer ball when I decided to walk over to see where Jamie and Trena were. Btw, soccer is the most popular sport here by far. Anyways, I went over the house that I knew Jamie, Trena, Allan, and Chris were in to see who they were talking to. In this little house lived an older lady and her husband. The lady has had vision problems for a while now and wasn’t able to read the bible that they had there in the house, the print was too small. The rest of my team had asked if we could pray for her. So we began praying. Now for me that meant that I was actually praying for a pure faith that God could actually heal her vision problems. I felt pretty broken in that moment wanting to believe and have faith that God would heal this woman because we asked for it. We prayed for her three times, and asked after each time if she could read the print. She said her vision was getting better little by little but still not where she could read the print. It was getting close to the time that we needed to go, and we were about to head out the door when a thought came to me. I asked them if they had laid their hands over her eyes and prayed for her – they said no. I said maybe we should. Trena said “okay Tabby, but I think you should do it” Cue rapid heart rate. This is like the moment of truth thing…do I really believe that God whispered to my heart that I should pray for this women with my hands over her eyes? I decided to believe and have faith that He could and He will heal her. I asked her if it was okay if I put my hands over her eyes, she said yes. So I did. I put my hands over her eyes and started praying for healing. As soon as I started praying tears came to my eyes and I felt a pulse of energy or something going through my body as I was putting all my faith that my heavenly Father could actually heal her. It wasn’t a long eloquent prayer, I don’t feel like it ever should be though, but I feel like it was enough. We took our hands off and then Allan tries to get her to read the words one more time. She still isn’t able to clearly read the print, but it is still better than the last time for sure. Even though God didn’t heal that lady in that moment I still feel like I heard the voice of god to pray for healing in that way, and I am convinced that He will heal her. I anxiously wait for when we can return to that community and visit that woman again. I think she will be able to read by then, but if she needs more praying then I will do it. I will remain faithful in God’s healing powers. I will also be praying that I continually incline my ear to God’s voice and have the balls to follow through with His directions. Be praying for me that I will continually grow in my faith, and be bold in my words.
