After the initial heartbreaking experience earlier, the rest of our group continued along and was able to meet with a Christian family to pray for them. The father, mother and daughter are dwarfs and their home consisted of two beds, a couple shelves with some knick-knacks, a table with various items on it and a clothing line that was strung over the beds. The father we learned was unable to see and when I arrived the other girls and the translator had already started prayer. The 7 of us barely fit in the home and as I was the last one, I was near the opening of the doorway. As we continued praying the Holy Spirit prompted Kelsey to have us sing a song over this man and his family; we sang “Healer” over them.
Near the end of the song as woman came to the doorway and stood inside the home right next to me. The group had already begun praying again for this man’s sight to be restored. As we were praying in tongues the Holy Spirit led me to place a hand on this woman next to me. The Holy Spirit was moving so strongly I was praying in tongues over her, but I didn’t feel that I was speaking the Nepali language. She broke down crying as I prayed over her for the next 5 minutes over so. Once we had stopped praying the family whose home we were in noticed the woman and shooed her away and out of the house.
I didn’t understand what was happening until I saw her in the street swaying back and forth and then the mother of the home made a motion to me of drinking. I now realized they knew her as a drunken woman. When she entered the home I didn’t seem alcohol on her, see her sway or act crazy, but even if she was intoxicated I believe God used it as a way to break down barriers for her to receive whatever He was speaking to her heart. We might have missed the chance to pray for her if she hadn’t heard us singing and been drawn to the home; this wasn’t a coincidence, God was working. We continued praying for this man and asking him how his eyes were, he told our translator he was able to see some light and color. We praised God for this and told him that we’d continue praying and had his wife lay hands on his eyes. After asking again, the girls held up their fingers and he was able to distinguish what number of fingers they were holding up. We were so overjoyed! Though he wasn’t able to see at a distance, it was miraculous that he could see at all and we were thankful that God chose to use us in this moment.
After leaving this precious family’s home, we were led to another home to pray for a mother and her crippled son. The moment we entered the home, the boy who was probably in his teens greeted us with a huge beautiful smile. His fingers were bent in place and at least one of his legs wasn’t formed at all. Many of us felt that he was overflowing with Jesus; there was such peace and joy all over his face. We sang “Jesus loves you” to him and prayed that God would be with him. A few of us also prayed over his mother to be encouraged and strengthened as she took care of her precious son.
If you read my prior blog, you can understand what a difference there was in the way the mothers we encountered treated their child. While I cried tears of anger and hurt in the first instance, I cried tear of joy and gratitude in the second. What a beautiful example of the love of Jesus this last mother displayed. I cannot imagine how hard it must be to take care of a disable child while living in a slum.
While my heart broke for what I witnessed, my heart also broke because of my selfishness and lack of gratitude in my life.
Abba, may my heart never forgot what I saw and experienced in the slums of Nepal. May I always be grateful and thankful for your grace in my life. Forgive me for my selfishness. May I always remember that even those who don’t have material possessions can be wealthier than the millionaires of this world because they possess you. Everything we have is yours and help me offer it all back to you.
