She wails big walrus cries.  Her head goes back as water flushed from her eyes.  What did I say? What did I do to make her act this way? I didn’t know. All I did was lay hands on the woman kneeling on the carpet.  All I did was “obey the rules” of how to pray […]

Bowed heads and hunched backs fill the sanctuary. Bowed heads, humble hearts….often the first sign God is moving in a place. Often times, we look at people jumping up and down, or hear laughter and weird sounds…and think that could be revival. Yet, history tells us that when a Holy God meets an un-holy people….there is […]

Little did I know, as the worship slowed, the people kneeling on the floor were exactly those who I was instructed to go pray over. Though I had been set free from horrific fears, I was still pretty shy.  So to walk in front of the church and lay hands on people horrified me. But who […]

Tears flooded my face like Niagara Falls that first time I stood in front of the church to pray before service started. “Are you o.k.” The pastor who had requested me to be on the prayer ministry investigated me wiping my eyes over and over. “Who was I?”  I thought.  Just six months earlier I was […]

Often times we punch ourselves, kick ourselves, gouge ourselves endlessly.  Like the three stooges who hurt themselves in order to bring amusement… Often times, the body of Christ abuses, because they don’t like who they are….because they don’t like those around them. We war.  Fight.  Bicker. Attack each other until we are bleeding, limbless, bruised, and […]

I never thought I had a testimony; because before stepping into revival, I never saw my need for Christ. Religion was like an outward cloak I put on…when I was cold, or hurting, or just plain running from myself. Never did I see that Christ died not just to heal us…but to impart upon us, the […]