Thank you to everyone who supported and prayed for me on my
Tijuana Missions trip. It was an amazing time where God came and encountered
Tijuana on so many levels. When we live our lives in faith and take radical
risk it’s amazing how He continually comes and blesses us and other people
beyond what we thought was even possible.
On the
first day, I had an encounter with the Lord that forever changed me. I learned
that if I never did any great miracles or led anyone to Jesus on the entire
trip that I am accepted and loved by my Father. I feel like it shook my
identity in a wonderful way. The great thing is though, God still loves to do
miracles and loves people so much that He was going to use me to show them. We
had so many miracles happen, but I’m going to share a couple that rocked me to
the core.
On
Friday, we went to a church where joy was not in the building. You could tell
they were sincere, but were not experiencing the love or joy of our Father. I
was on my way to the bathroom during worship (don’t judge me), when I saw a
lady coming out of the bathroom with crutches. So I asked her what was going on
(and couldn’t really understand-I don’t speak Spanish) so I just decided to
pray for her knee. I put my hand on her knee and command pain to go. I asked
her how it felt and she says there was “fuego” on it, which means “heat or
fire”. I said, “that’s good,” then I get this thought to blow on it. I put my
hand on her knee and blew and felt it popping. She started crying and said it
was completely better! By the end of the night the church was so touched by
Papa’s joy they were all dancing (including the lady who came in on crutches).
Isn’t God awesome?- He will use us even in the bathroom.
On
Saturday we did an outreach at Revolution Street, which is the red light
district. I saw people get healed and God used me to bring several people to an
encounter with the Lord and that caused them to surrender their lives. We even
saw a couple transvestites give their lives to God. I love how He doesn’t discriminate.
On Sunday, we had an amazing church service where several people got healed.
Then we went to the hospital where a gang member/heroin user gave his life to
God and saw about 15 additional healings.
One
healing at the hospital that really was crazy. There was a little boy who was
13 and had broken his collar-bone that day. He was standing outside with his
dad who had called us over because he himself had had his knees healed in the
waiting room. Three people were praying for the boy when I had the thought
again to blow on his shoulder (reasoning that as believers if Christ is in us,
we have the breath of Christ). So our translator asked him permission and he
said sure. So I blew on his shoulder and he said he felt electricity. I said,
“that’s a good sign, lets me do it again”. So as I blew, I had my hands on his
shoulder and literally felt his bones pop back into place. We asked him to try
it out. When he lifted his hands with no pain his face dropped. He started
swinging his arms and was completely healed. That was our last day in Tijuana,
but it didn’t stop there. Our team got to host a service at a Vineyard Church
in Laguna Niguel where we saw lots of people get saved and healed. The one
thing I really experienced on this trip is that when God heals he heals the
whole person!
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