I was journaling this morning when I realized I hadn’t written out daily encounters since Guatemala. That was month 4, I’m in month 7. At the beginning of the race everything we did was exciting. Every day living was exciting. Don’t get me wrong, it’s still exciting but it’s become “normal” in a way. We are all warned about these times but it didn’t hit me till this morning that Jesus is doing miraculous things through us every single day. My journal entry started out a bit like this.
Yesterday was such a good day. Evangelism, first we shared the Word with three people who needed healing. We didn’t now they needed to be healed at first. When the time came to pray over them, they expressed there were sicknesses preventing them from fully functioning. A man with headaches and nightmares, a woman with headaches and darkness she could physically see in her eyes, and a woman with pain in both legs. We prayed. The pain in her legs was gone, the headache he currently had was no more, and the darkness she saw was gone, she had a new light about her, she was smiling and couldn’t stop.
How are we so lucky to experience these things? It’s becoming so normal to heal people. We find our selves saying, “Oh yeah, we healed three people today.” No big deal. False. It is a big deal. HE is a big deal. My journal entry continues.
God spoke to me about a woman and her husband who left her. I was praying and I heard, “When her husband comes back” come out of my mouth in the middle of my prayer. Her husband WILL come back. When he comes back, they will talk about the situation but their marriage will be stronger than it ever was, because grace and forgiveness will be a common practice. Jesus practices those with us daily, probably hourly for me.
Oh, we led 2 Muslims to the Kingdom. What? Holy cow! That needs to be a bigger deal than we are making it. The angels rejoice and have a party every single time ONE person comes to know our Father. We’ve just chalked it up to a normal day. We should be way more excited than we are. I shouldn’t even be able to express my excitement.
Our God is a great god. He deserves way more praise than we give him. When his sons and daughters come to accept him, we should be much more excited than I have been. When God chooses to use us to heal someone, we shouldn’t be surprised, but we should be praising him more. I’ve seen Him heal so many different types of illnesses, I’ve also seen him choose not to heal in the moment we ask, but that doesn’t make him any less than who he is when he does heal.
I’m traveling to a new continent soon, and I know I’ll be seeing new things, different things. I don’t want it to become normal, I want to be effected the same way as when I saw Jesus for the first time, or when I first realized he speaks to me, or even the first time he healed someone because I asked boldly for her to be healed. I still remember the instance, her name was Asha, we were in Zambia and she had a headache. I remember where I was, I remember how it took place and I remember the tree we were sitting under for shade. I didn’t believe it, I didn’t see why God would choose to use a sinner like me to heal a person like that. I barely remember the people God healed last week. I
It’s so important to write down everything God shows you, teaches you, and how he uses you. I encourage you to look back on your day and see what God has done in your life or a friends life, or maybe someone you randomly meet. Write it down, and when you’ve done that for a month, go back and read all He’s done for you. Read it when you feel like he’s not near. Read it when you’re thinking life circumstances are just chance. They’re not, God has a plan in motion and it’s all working for His good. For the betterment of the Kingdom.
