Three ladies sitting outside their small mud brick hut. Four small kids near them. They called out to us as we went by. We could see their situation was quite impoverished. We stopped to talk. As we explained who we were and what we were doing we asked them if there was anything we could pray for. Jen rose with a slight smile ad said yes every night I get very sick all the night. “Each morning I wake up and am thankful I didn’t die I expect to…..” She went on to say she had cried out (she didn’t know to whom she was not a believer) for help today. We explained the true God had seen her and sent us and I asked Kelvin one of our students to pray healing over her. We could see her countenance change after the prayer and knew healing was hers.
We continued to talk with her. She and the other 2 ladies shared how their husbands were all mean spirited and drunkards. We could tell. The physical marks of recent beatings were evident and their crushed spirits were plainly evident.
Just as we were about to pray for all three, I noticed a change in Jen’s appearance. I visibly could see anguish and sickness return. I’ve seen a lot here in Africa and it was plainly evident a demonic influence had gripped her. She quickly disappeared behind the house but we could her violently coughing, vomiting and rolling in the dirt.
Honestly my first response was fear. Oh no what did we stir up… witchraft?... worse? and what would happen??? Quickly however the Lord stepped in and reminded me that we are Children of the King and we have the victory! The enemy WILL NOT win this one. We need not be afraid. I looked at Bette and Martha (two of our students with us) and motioned for them to go over to her and pray for her. NO other instructions. For 5 minutes I could hear them praying and warring over Jen as she continued with her violent attack. Martha and Bette just kept praying. Soon all went quiet. Then….Jen emerged. Calm, serene and her normal facial features back in tack. I smiled… it was gone…. Jen knew it to and so did the other ladies. A deliverance. No screaming at demons, casting the out, just speaking Jesus. These kids hadn’t had training from us in deliverance. All they knew is that Jesus gave them victory over ALL things and they believed it. We prayed for all 3 ladies and ( I just love this) they asked US to help them accept Jesus! Ya man THIS is how it should be.
We left the ladies with information and invited them to come next week to our school and made arrangements to follow up with them. On the way back to school 3 more ladies we encountered received prayer, healing of back pain and encouragement. The kids were having so much fun. Yes fun. They see it has fun. Not an obligation or a duty but fun bringing Jesus into a dark world. You know what? I agree, it was fun.
I am so proud of these kids! They are fearless and are absolutely hungry and passionate about bringing the love of Christ in all its facets to those who needed it most. Chawama compound is one of the poorest, darkest and hardest places in Lusaka. And these kids are going right into the thick of it with a passion, commitment and energy that is incredible.
I love what Bette shared in our debrief session back at the school . “I feel so happy and light inside. I could feel Jen’s pain and sickness even on my body and it made me have compassion to keep praying then I could feel my spirit lighten with hers and a nice gentle breeze blow across my face when it was over.” Bette was just beaming when she said it. Bette, that was the Breeze of the Holy Spirit. Bette then shared with us how last week she really didn’t think she was going to be able to do any outreach and how she really didn’t feel like participating. What a difference a week makes. The world may tell these kids they are orphans and will amount to nothing but THEY don’t believe it anymore. Fearless and childlike faith, WOW that is a powerful combination. And its only week 4!