Worship: Baptisms

We went into this revival night already fired up, because someone’s ankle had been healed only a few hours earlier! I spent most of the first part, the worship part, by Aaliyah’s side, because she’d also hurt her ankle, and I wanted to support her.

I’d already prayed over her ankle, but I spent a long time arguing with God on why I shouldn’t pray over it again. I’ve already done it. She’s going to think I’m crazy. It’s not going to be healed just because I prayed over it. Why can’t someone else do it?

My hands were burning, which, if you know me, isn’t natural. My hands are always freezing cold. So, eventually, I prayed, “God, if you really want me to pray over her ankle again, make my hands cold, and I’ll do it.”

10 minutes later, my hands grew cold, and I knew I had to do it. “Hey, Aaliyah, God isn’t leaving me alone, so can I pray for your ankle again?”

She let me, and I started praying, declaring healing over her ankle. Someone from another Squad joined me, and we just waterfall prayed over her ankle. Sometime during the prayer, I said, “God, even if you don’t heal her, please let us both come away from this experience with a new understanding of your character.”

When I was finished, nothing was changed, but I gave her a hug, and then she started praying over me! She told me not to think my signing was weird, because it’s beautiful! She told me not to think the way I walked or talked was weird, because God made me intentionally! She told I was meant to be here!

All of these things were targeted to specific thoughts in my mind, and it felt surreal to know that God was using Aaliyah to speak against these doubts in my mind!

As she prayed, she was holding my hand, and I’d just had the thought, “It’s so cool how my brain isn’t overreacting to skin on skin contact (something that usually really bothers me)” when Aaliyah looked me in the eye, and spoke directly against that as well. I won’t share exactly what she said, because it’s something I’m still working through, but she helped me to see that I had been building a prison for myself, and that’s not what God intends for me!

A little later, baptisms were opened up. I’d decided not to get baptized again, but it was beautiful to see people going under the water, and coming up with the biggest smiles on their faces. Giggles of pure joy rose from every corner of the room.

Joy

The room was full of joy! We danced and sang and hugged and cried as one! I think a new meaning for “drunk on the Holy Spirit” was created that night! We all acted like little children, but honestly, that was the purest response we could give! It would have been silly in any other context, but it was completely genuine here!

Healings took place, tongues were spoken, walls were broken down, and chains were shattered.

If you’ve ever experienced anything similar, then you know that my words are so weak compared to the power of the night!