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I Laid Hands On The Sick (And This Happened)

Dear Friend,

Happy Juneteenth! I wanted to share something with you before I share it with the rest of the world when I return from my sabbatical. A few days ago, I performed my first faith healing. Now I'm no stranger to witnessing people experience deliverance or receive healing because I grew up in a deliverance house. If you've ever heard of John Eckhardt, you know my childhood pastor. Though I grew up in the culture, I have just recently had an opportunity to allow Holy Spirit to move in demonstration through me.

I have a friend who needed a root canal and was in excruciating pain for a few days. On the day I decided to test my faith in healing, he was at a level 7 in pain. When we got on the phone, it was difficult for him to speak, and I could hear the discomfort, so I decided to try to do something about it.

I said to him, "Do you want to try something?" Since I was already growing in confidence by turning my attention to God more, I thought it couldn't hurt to take God at His word. When my friend agreed, I told him I would pray for supernatural healing. I told him the healing would manifest according to his faith, so he had to expect God to do it. Afterward, I gave him simple instructions: look for the healing, not the pain, when I'm done praying. I learned that instruction from Apostle Sherman Dumas.

The prayer of faith took like 3 minutes. I started with thanksgiving, where I thanked God for who He was and called on Jehovah Rapha--the God who heals. I thanked Him for the day and that He wanted to heal us. I then asked Him to move on my friend's behalf because the Bible supports that:

Healing is the children's bread (according to Matthew 15)

That we will lay hands on the sick and they will recover (according to Mark 16:18)

That by His stripes we are healed (Isaiah 53:5)

By giving God back His word, I stood in faith and commanded the pain to go. Immediately, the pain went from level 7 to level 2. At that point, my friend was happy and wanted to chit-chat, and I was like, "No, we aren't finished. I told the pain to cease and desist. We still have work to do." So I spent another 2 minutes speaking to the gums, the tooth, the nerves, and commanding them, by the power of Holy Spirit, to function in divine alignment. I spoke to his body and told it to come under subjection to God's divine power, and it did.

I was ssshhhhooookkkeeettthhhh. You hear me???? I was sssshhhooooookkkk because it didn't take a lot. I didn't scream. I didn't war.

I stood in my newly learned office of a daughter and partnered with Holy Spirit (because that was His act, not mine) to bring healing to my friend. As you can imagine, my faith soared, and so did my friend's because he's never experienced anything like that.

We talk a lot about identity in the faith, but I don't know if I've heard enough about how our positioning as joint heirs strategically fuels that identity. I'm learning that we can do nothing with ease without relaxing in our rightful positions as sons and daughters.

The positions and offices of sons and daughters are powerful and I'd submit that they are the highest power and honor given to us by God.

May you learn to sit in your authority.

More soon,


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