The past weekend was very much appreciated. I felt like the intensity of the activity last week was going to send me into a flat spin. But as I type this, I am basking in the the joy of finishing my first book report. Whew.
At church on Friday evening, I saw the very thing that I came here for. One of the staff from Bethel was teaching and he told us a story of how he sang a prophetic song over a woman and she was instantly healed. Then she went to pray for a friend who was in a coma. She too sang this song over her friend, and her friend immediately woke up. By this time, we were all wanting him to sing the song. So eventually he did. As he sang, a guy sitting a few rows in front of me jumped up. He said that he had been partially deaf in his one ear and it just popped open as he sang this song. Then about ten other people who had various conditions, including a few with back problems, all said that the pain went completely and full function had returned. It seemed so easy and normal that it has taken me the whole weekend to realise what I saw. In his presence the deaf are healed!
