Today I was spending time with The Lord at a cozy little coffee shop in Kathmandu, Nepal. (What is my life, right?) I’m loving my current reality. I was asking Him what He wanted me to do today- where He wanted me to go, who He wanted me to minister to, and how He wanted me to do it. I have alot of freedom with ministry this month, and I’m loving just sitting with my Abba Father every morning and asking Him what we’re going to be doing that day. It makes me feel completely alive.
I asked Him what He wanted me to do today, and Holy Spirit sent me a vision of a cane. I said, “Okay Lord, you want me to pray for healing for someone.”
And He said, “I don’t want you to just pray for healing for them. I want you to love the hell out of them.”
What?
The phrase “love the hell out of them” kept running through my mind.
“Lord, what do you mean?”
And then it hit me. He LITERALLY wants me to LOVE the HELL out of His people.
What is Hell? I believe that Hell can be described as eternal separation from God. And let me tell you, people everywhere are living in a hellish state. I’m surrounded every day by idol worship here in Nepal. My heart breaks every time I see people kneeling before a golden statue that can never, ever do anything for them. I see people who cannot feed their families or themselves sacrificing precious rice, fruit, and other foods to idols and statues of Buddha. I pass them every day, knowing that they are bound in chains of religion. That they are living separated from God.
I see what the enemy is doing here. I see how he’s working and whispering lies to My God’s Beloved ones. I see that he has them bound in chains. Hungry. Lost. Hurting. Injured. And sick.
The Lord has giving me a Heavenly confidence and joy this month. I’ve woken up every day feeling like I could conquer the world because He reminds me that I am a victor in Him. That I carry heavenly authority in His name. That nothing can separate me from His love.
There’s a song I’ve been listening to every morning and it goes,
“Strong enough to calm the storms
Of fear and unbelief
Fierce enough to break the cords
Of death that clung to me
‘Cause I have come to know a love
Whose power has overcome
Every insecurity
And Heaven moves and demons flee now
As I lift my voice to sing
Oh your love is strong”
God’s love is strong. Strong enough to defeat death. Strong enough to break strongholds of lies and religion and unbelief. Strong enough to do anything. With His love, anything is possible. It sounds cheesy, but it’s true. His love is the most powerful weapon we have against the enemy.
So today, I went out on the streets of Kathmandu with a heart fully of joy and heavenly love. I walked around for hours listening to The Lord and going left or right when He told me to. I smiled at everyone I met and watched their eyes light up at the sight of my smile. Even this small act of love, a smile, let people focus on something other than their hardships, pain, or tough task. They experienced the joy of The Lord.
I knew I was supposed to pray for healing today. The Lord kept telling me, “Keep your eyes open for the cane.” I was starting to get impatient on about the 3rd hour of my prayer walk. And then I saw her. The tiniest old Nepali woman, cane in hand, bent over from pain and attempting to sit on a wicker mat on the ground. She was surrounded by younger women. I knew I had to pray for her as soon as I saw her.
I desperately searched for a kind young person who could translate what I was saying to the group, and when I asked if she had pain the answer was yes. As soon as I said that I wanted to pray for her to be healed in Jesus’ name, women jumped up and were asking me to pray for them too. A crowd had gathered at this point and about 30 people were watching as I spoke. One woman hurt her wrist carrying a pot. Another woman was suffering from knee pain. My translator said everyone there wanted me to pray for them. I was completely overwhelmed with peace and I was ready to literally love the hell out of them. I prayed multiple times for the woman’s wrist. She didn’t get healed today. I prayed multiple times for pain to leave a woman’s knee. She didn’t get healed today. I prayed multiple times, cried out to heaven, and begged the Father to heal this woman’s back in Jesus’ name.
She didn’t get healed today.
I don’t know if you’ve ever experienced this kind of disappointment, but man let me tell you, when you do it hits you hard.
I cried out to God and asked Him why the hellish pain didn’t leave a single person that I prayed for. And right after that prayer left my lips, my translator said, “They want you to come back tomorrow to pray with them again. They want to know more about your God.”
And there it was. A little bit of Heaven had entered their world and a little bit of hell left. A light in the darkness.
So tomorrow, I’m going back to the same place at the same time and I’m going to love the literal hell out of those people. I’m going to share the good news of salvation through Jesus. And I’m not going to be disappointed if they don’t get healed or saved. Because they will be experiencing a piece of Heaven when they feel the love of Jesus as I pray for them. They will experience and hear the gospel for the first time tomorrow.
Please, please be in prayer for me friends. And for the people that will hear the gospel tomorrow. Pray for miracles. For healing. For salvation. For love to come in and for hell and pain and fear to leave. I’m believing The Lord for it.
Matthew 10:8
“Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons. Freely you received, freely give.”
I’ve freely been shown and given a love that I refuse to keep to myself. I’m so excited to see what the love of our Heavenly Father does tomorrow and all my days in Nepal.
