Dreams Come True!

 This is the blog that many have been waiting for...

Get ready and sit down. 

Grab a tissue or the whole box.

On our first night of ministry, we gave our Words of Knowledge.

I see a child with an issue with a foot or both of their feet.

A little backstory. I first had a dream with this child being carried into the room on the night that my husband shared that he believed that I was to go on this trip with our daughter and not him. 2nd dream was the night I completed the interest form. 3rd was when I received my 1st donation, and the final one was the night I received the acceptance letter with instructions from Global. 

The first child was the only one that I could see from the stage. He was 3 years old and had both legs in casts. It is difficult with casting to know the amount of healing, but that sweet boy looked right at me and smiled after I prayed for him. 

Then I saw them, mom in a red shirt and child in a creamish yellow one (just as I dreamt.) The child was being carried the same way that was in my dream!!!

The tears started to flow from my eyes. When I first started praying Pastor Clara, my translator. and Allie were by me from there, my vision focused almost as if I had blinders on. 

I interviewed the family. Both mom and grandma were there. The girl has been like this from birth, never walking, standing, or sitting on her own. She is almost 4 years old. 

I asked if I could touch her while I prayed. I took my time casting off affliction, commanding straightening, returning freedom of movement, and strength abundant. As I did, my hands got hot, then her feet started to get hot. I massaged this baby's feet like it was my child. And slowly, her feet opened. Then her ankles. Then her legs. I prayed in astonishment at what was happening in my own hands. Lord, Jesus heal now. 

I paused to check in with the mom and grandmother. By this point, her legs were almost straight and her feet were straight except for the ankle portion. I asked if this was any different from before. Both mom and grandma were crying, "Yes!!! 

I asked if they could sit the child down. I sat down with her. As I started to pray this time, I noticed that her toes started moving, almost like fingers on a piano. Her Grandma shouts, "Deus, Deus" (Jesus, Jesus) I paused to question. Grandma said that the child had never moved her toes. 

I then prayed for the healing to continue. I asked if she might try to stand. So together we moved the precious girl, positioned her newly straightened feet, and helped her to stand for the first time in her life. Her muscles are too weak to allow her to walk, but I am confident that she will in Jesus's Name!

Praise Jesus...I am undone.