Joe knows desperation

Two nights ago I got pretty tired pretty early. I think I
went to bed at around 8:15. I was lying there looking through my old journal
and reading an entry from a year ago. Incidentally, in that entry I was writing
about how I was looking back in what was then my newest filled journal and what
God was telling me in both times… interesting stuff being able to look back
several years in the past and see what was on my mind.

I was lying there reading when Joe came in my room and
asked if I was in any position to go to the prayer chalet. This is a common question as just about every night there are people praying out there. I said nope, fully intending to nod off at any minute. We
talked for a bit and then it occurred to me that Joe really wanted me to go out
to the prayer chalet with him. “Do you want me to go out there with you, Joe?”
I asked.

“Yes… I’ve been out there praying for a while and I feel
like God is just about to give me a vision,” he responded “but I keep becoming
overwhelmed by fear.”

So I got dressed and we made our way to the prayer chalet.
I told Joe to take authority over the place. He got his finger out and started pointing
to different areas in the chalet and commanding the devil to flee. Then we
prayed and asked God to speak to us.

A few minutes went by before Joe spoke again. “God just gave
me this picture of you doing this.” He shook his head and blabbered a bunch of
mumbo-jumbo. He was completely serious about it and was so focused on the Lord.
I started chuckling to myself, trying as hard as I could to hold in the
laughter. “I think God wants you to speak in tongues,” he said.

So I followed his direction and spoke in tongues for a
minute or so. God started talking to me about healing, coming to bring
restoration and making all things new. I told Joe about it and he ran to his
journal and scribbled in the dark. He needs restoration and for a lot of him, like the rest of us, to die to be made new. The Lord is making Joe into a new person and he’s running headstrong into the uncertainty of it all.

Joe is a guy who learns something new
and implements it. I was talking with Charles Kaye the other day about how it
wouldn’t be out of character for Joe to come across a blind person, ask to pray
for them and then spit into dirt to make mud and rub it into their eyes. He
read about how Jesus did it, so he’ll do it. Why not? There’s no shame for Joe.