We approached the first man sitting outside of his apartment. After conversing for a few minutes, we discovered that he was not a follower of Christ. As we were talking to him, another man approached us. This man’s name was Nick.
Right away I knew there was something unique about him. He was the first person who had ever approached me while sharing the gospel. It was as if God directed his steps right up to where we were standing.
Nick explained that he had been to church several times but had not accepted Christ as his Savior. He said he had many questions about God. The look in his eyes told me he was genuinely interested in learning about Jesus. He didn’t have time to talk but wanted to meet the next morning. So we promised him we would come back the next day.
As we said goodbye to Nick, we prayed again for a divine encounter.
We followed the dirt road that led out of Nick’s neighborhood and came across a man picking up trash. This man, Alfonse, was from the Kibera slum and was part of the Catholic church. We ended up talking to him for an hour and a half about his faith, his past, his work history, and his family. He explained that nine months ago he injured his eye while digging through the trash. A thorn went in his right eye and completely took away his sight in that eye. As soon as I heard this, I knew we couldn’t leave this man without praying for his eye to be healed.
With Alfonse’s permission, we placed our hands on his right eye and prayed for healing. At first my prayers were timid, but God kept speaking the word “boldness” into me. So I not only prayed for healing, but commanded healing in Jesus’ name. After Jenny and I prayed, we removed our hands from his eye and asked about its condition. He said he could see beams of light for the first time in nine months.
Jenny and I looked at each other and immediately knew we should keep praying. Pastor Ezekiel, our ministry contact for the month, was walking with our teammate Michelle nearby, so we called them over to pray with us.
Again, we laid hands on his eye and declared healing in the name of Jesus. Alfonse said he could still see the beams of light, and they had gotten a little brighter.
At this point, Pastor Ezekiel and Michelle left to keep evangelizing. Jenny and I were still not satisfied. We wanted to pray a third time.
Once again, we laid hands on his eye and commanded healing in the name of Jesus. As we were praying, I heard God say, “It is done.” When Alfonse opened his eyes, he said he could make out shadows this time. I told him that I was 100% sure God would fully heal him in the near future. I explained to him that my stomach wasn’t fully healed until I had complete faith that God could and that God would heal me. He agreed that God was going to heal him. We told him we would keep praying and he said he was going to keep praying to be fully healed. He wrote down our email addresses and promised to email us immediately after he was healed.
I have faith that my inbox will have an email from Alfonse SOON.
Jenny and I each prayed for him, and then Nick prayed. He told Jesus that he accepted Him as Lord and Savior. Then he thanked God for doing a miracle – bringing Jenny and I to talk with him. He said he had been waiting for this encounter for a long time.
After we prayed, he said he felt like a burden was lifted off of his chest. He said he was so happy he made this decision. I couldn’t stop smiling!
I looked at him with a huge grin and said, “Welcome to the family, brother!”
