Last night ,I pulled out of a friend's condo and I noticed the security guard as I waited for the gate to open. I felt as though she was dealing with some sort of pain or sickness in her body, possibly in her joints and back, but I wasn't sure. I honked my horn, and she came out of the guard-shack and said, "Can I help you?"
"Ma'am, do you have pain in your back and joints. I just feel like you have some sort of pain and need healing in your body. Does that make sense to you? I know this sounds crazy, but sometimes Jeaus gives me stuff for people who are sick."
Her voice full of skepticism and warning, she asked, "Who are you?"
"Do you have any of those issues," I asked.
"Yes, I'm in pain all the time due to a disease." Still, she was very much on guard and certainly extremely cautious about who I was and why I was asking her these questions.
"I know this is crazy, but can I pray for you?"
"Sir, who are you!? What unit did you come from?" I told her the information, and she wrote it down.
"Ma'am, I don't mean to freak you out."
"Well, you are."
"I'm going to park my car, and I would like to pray for you if it's OK." I parked the car walked over to where she was.
Again, she asked, "Who are you again?"
"I'm a dad, a husband, a business owner. I'm just an ordinary guy who is a follower of Jesus, and I'm just trying hear his voice and follow him."
With a skeptical tone she said, "How do you get this information?"
I did my best to explain, and she nervously agreed to let me pray for her, but she firmly added, "You can stay right where you are and pray from there!"
I stayed around 8 feet away, making sure to give her space. I looked straight at her and prayed, speaking to the condition and pain, and let her know how much God loved her. Then a car pulled up needing her attention, so I thanked her for her time and for letting me pray for her. "I'm really sorry to have freaked you out," I added with a smile.
She looked up at me and said, "Well, you did, but thanks."
I'm not sure what all happened with her. Our job is to look, listen, and respond, follow the way of love and be bold in his commissioning. Then we leave the outcome to him. John Wimber used to say faith is spelled R-I-S-K. The risk continues...
Today, I was hanging out with 3 of my kiddos. We went out to the new outlet mall and headed over to the Disney Store. While we were checking out, I had an impression for the sales lady that something was wrong with her hands or joints. I asked her about it, and she said no, nothing was wrong with her.
I figured, well I've already missed it so I might as well go big or go home and just shoot for it. "Well, do you have any pain or issues at all?" Again, she said no. "Well, the reason I was asking is because I'm a follower of Jesus and sometimes he speaks to me about issues in people's lives. And sometimes I miss it."
Then she said, "Well, my daughter has the condition you're talking about."
"OK, interesting. When is the next time you will she your daughter?"
"Oh, I haven't seen her in 2 years."
I could tell from her tone that they were estranged, so I said, "Hey, let my see your hand." She gave me her hand, and I said, "Let's pray for your daughter." I prayed for her daughter and their relationship and the sickness her daughter was sfuffering with. She smiled and said thank you. Then the kids and I walked out of the store on our way.
Again, I want to share not only the crazy, wild "successful" encounters but also the risks, the misses, the awkwardness, and how I try to press into love and power. True success in the kingdom is measured in obedience and risking it. I'm growing in trying to share the gospel of the kingdom and help people encounter his great love for them. BTW, I always have a 1000 butterflies and tempting doubts, but I know the only way to see the kingdom break in is to make myself available and risk it.
Remember to always be a risk-taker and live it (the gospel) with love and power, for the kingdom of God is at hand no matter what.