If you read Part 1 of this blog you will have a sufficient understanding of the background that has brought us to this point in this story. If you haven't read Part 1, you should probably go do that real quick!
Okay, fast forward to the beginning of May; to a dark, dreary attic at a hostel in Sofia, Bulgaria. This attic was long and narrow room with mattresses lining the walls. There weren't any lights on, there was no air conditioning, but there was one little window propped open to let in a little bit of light and a little bit of airflow.
Forty-one of us were crammed all around as we were bringing our new found heartaches from team changes to God in a worship session. The atmosphere was full of raw emotion. This was a beautiful place to be worshipping the God of the universe!
As one of the songs came to an end Jake stepped up and prayed with such intense passion and proclaimed that this month in Bulgaria would be the best month on the race. This is the month that God is going to do big things in us and through us, and it was powerful. This was one of those prayers that bring all of your emotions to the surface as you fight back tears. It was a great prayer!
Not long after that one of our former teammates, Christine, spent some time praying for our squad as well. As she prayed I couldn't help but just take a look around at all of the faces in the room. When I came to Jake's face I hesitated to move to the next person's because I heard a voice in my head. Not one of those your crazy and probably need to go to the hospital voices, but it was God's voice and I couldn't believe what He was telling me!!
"Now Savannah! The time is now. I want to heal Jake right now!!"
Freaking out on the inside I found Emily and I pulled her off to the side of the room where I told her what was happening. Being the awesome friend that she is her response was something like, "what now?"
After people finished saying and singing the things that they wanted to say and sing I stood up to gather everybody's attention. My voice was shaky, my heart was pounding, but I knew with all that I am that it was time and everybody else needed to know too. I shared what God was saying and almost immediately everybody in the room rushed around Jake and we all began to pray.
Everybody at one time in the beginning, and then one at a time for a while, and then everybody at the same time again. Each prayer soaked in tears and faith that this was the time. Jake knew it, I knew it, Emily knew it, we all knew it…Jake was healed that night; in a dark, dreary attic in Sofia, Bulgaria. It was huge!!
Since then Jake has done things that he hadn't done in years, but the pain hasn't completely gone away. It's cool though, because God has given me confirmation of him being healed on that night, it just isn't going to a quick thing. For Jake the healing process is going to take some time, but that is okay because he has been made strong enough for that, in Christ.
As awesome as that night was for Jake, and it was, it was also a huge night for myself and the faith that I have in God. A year ago I would not have been open to the Holy Spirit in this way, but I am learning to trust God and be open to the Spirit and big things are happening!! I can't wait to experience more and more!!
