Faith of a Child
Two weekends ago, I got concentrated doses of Bob at various Christian events. As always at spiritual gatherings, people kindly inquire about Lessa's health (my special needs daughter with very complicated GI issues) and prayers are often offered for her (which I always appreciate). That weekend, Bob was intercessing for Lessa over and over and over again. He & wife, Nancy, with Mark & Cyndy Lum huddled around me the evening of a worship conference to pray for Lessa and our family. The huddle scenario was repeated again the next day at church , except with Lessa in the middle surrounded by Bob and a number of prayer warriors. Then after second service, a few of us attended the Holy Discontent Workshop, where we all shared what we were passionate about. Bob shared from his heart how he wanted to see healing in our church and others to pray with the power of the Holy Spirit.
I was not surprised when he prayed for Lessa again at the workshop. However, what surprised me was that he asked Lessa to pray for him! Now, if you know Lessa, you know she doesn't speak verbally, she is developmentally delayed , and she is a child in the simplest sense of the word ... she totally trusts the adults in her life and she knows they will be there for her and take care of her needs. But she immediately nodded yes to pray for Bob and he knelt down at her wheelchair, and she put her hand on his head. Her daddy actually said the words , but I believe God heard the words in her heart for Bob. Bob wept.
What were her words? I have no idea. But I think that because of Lessa's simplicity, she is not surrounded by the doubts that "normal", world-savvy, logical, "let's consider the odds" adults often layer their prayers with. She believes what is prayed and she expects God to answer in some way in His time. In her child-like faith, she totally trusts in God to be there for her and to take care of her needs. I know He heard her prayers.
This weekend, Bob prayed for her again, and even asked Lessa to be one of his prayer warriors. I can look at this two ways. I can think "Oh , that's so nice of Bob to include Lessa." Or maybe I can expand my faith in God and actually expect some sort of answer to her prayer. Perhaps I can believe that God will answer a prayer from Lessa because she trusts in Him so simply and honestly. Perhaps I need to learn a thing or two about prayer from these kids...the big ones and the little ones!
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This weekend, Bob prayed for her again, and even asked Lessa to be one of his prayer warriors. I can look at this two ways. I can think "Oh , that's so nice of Bob to include Lessa."
About three weeks ago I felt like the Lord was revealing to me the best kept secret on answered prayer. As I prayed for Brian Urcia's healing, God told me that Brian should pray for me. He told me that Brian's has the faith to for Him to answer him. Then I felt like Brian was to be my main intercessor. So instead of me praying for Brian all the time, he was now part of the prayer team to pray for me and for anyone else who wanted prayer. I felt like this was a fresh revelation from Jesus. When Brian prayed for me I realized this untapped area of faith that I was missing out on! Brian laughed and loved praying for me... I could sense God's love flowing through Brian and directly to me! I then started to go and begin to pray for healing for Penny Okino, but then had her pray for her husband Kerry and pray for me. The same thing happened... There was a simplicity and purity of her prayer that felt strangly heavenly! She is now part of my prayer team! The thing I was missing, "Faith as a child", God was teaching me where to learn this from... On Grand Parents day as I saw the small kids up on stage I knew where my resource of prayer warriors was going to come from... as some of the boys were squirming and goofing off, I realized the huge potential of "Faith" was there... I picture all of them in the front of the sanctuary blessing the adults and laying hands on us... God ministering us, healing us, through their hands and simple prayers of faith...
I then sought after Lessa... that's what Jane witnessed and she did not know what was going on prior to me praying for her daughter...
What God was showing me was the huge potential of untapped faith that I did not have but these guys did... Praying for them was a selfish way for me to have them pray for me! I knew that Bart or Jane need not even speak for her because the Holy Spirit and Lessa were doing it... and as Lessa lovingly put her hand on my head the love of God began to pour over me and wash me clean... this was gooood! Now when I see Lessa I will be very intentional to have her bless me... if you want to tangibly have Jesus touch you and bless you... we have people at our church that will be more than happy to do that... Brian, Penny, and of course Lessa... sounds "foolish"? That's God!
15 years ago I wanted God to show me who He was in tangible ways... through out those 15 plus years, He has... having Brian be my intercessor, Penny be my prayer partner, and Lessa blessing me has answered that prayer!
And now you know the WHOLE story and why I am doing what I am doing...
Bob
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Fuego Bob, At
October 3, 2008 at 7:23 AM
I was blessed by Jesus this Sunday... I saw His smile... I felt His hand on my head... I could feel His breath on me... I could hear Him praying for me... He was so happy to do it...
I can remember two other tangible experiences where I felt Jesus tangible touch... when Mary Ann Fong did a foot washing, 10 years ago... when I took communion, a couple of years ago and actually ate His body and drank his blood... and this past Sunday when Jesus blessed me through little Lessa...
It's funny... Nancy asked me if I prayed for her... I don't remember... I knew Lessa was supposed to bless me... that's all I remember... after that I could feel her hand on my head... it no longer was her hand but Jesus' hand... no one has ever prayed for me like she did... no one has ever moved me as much as she did...
no ones hands felt like Jesus' hands... I cried and thanked her... I needed to gather myself... and sat in the front just crying like a baby... during second service communion, all I could think of was the touch of Jesus on my head and His blessing over me... and His smile... what a great smile... and His pleasure to bless me...
Guess what? When I see Lessa, I am going to have her bless me...
This was the revelation... God uses the pure in heart to advance the Kingdom of God... and believe me... all of the powers of Hell can not stand with warriors like Lessa standing at the gates...
I hope to use her on Saturdays to bless all who are open to be touched by Jesus.
On Sundays if you see me kneeling next to Lessa... I am not doing anything but selfishly getting my blessing!!!!
Maybe afterwards I will mumble some obligatory prayer for her... she's the bomb!
Thanks Lessa for allowing me the priveledge of being blessed by someone pure in heart.
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Fuego Bob, At
October 6, 2008 at 8:07 PM
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