Trading the Blood of Christ on the High Places

This is not current, but I thought it powerful the transaction that took place due to our team standing in the gap for mercy to triumph over judgment in Guatemala.

I've heard it said, “The heavens belong to the highest bidder”. The ancient Mayans had revelation on this phrase due to their deep spiritual agreement with the prince of the power of the air and his demons. As the world does lay under sway of the evil one, they were a people given over to the ways in which they could worship and appease their so-called gods. Truly, they became what they worshiped (Ps.115). They built a center of all their human sacrificial temples in Tikal, Guatemala. This was the grand center of their civilization and the heart beat of it being the trading of human blood for whatever they might need before their god of the sun. We know the only, true God is not served or aided by temples made with hands, as though He needed anything, for in Him alone we live and move and have our being (Acts17). The Mayans were on to something. They understood the transaction that takes place in the heavens when blood is split in honor of a certain spirit or what they would call a deity. There is no higher price to be offered then living, human blood. The life of the flesh is in that blood, therefore it being split will fuel the life of whatever it is offered to whether of the kingdom of light or darkness. There truly can be no remission or blotting out of sins without the shedding of blood (Heb.9). Almost everything under the law was purified by blood. This was something by the influence of the demonic the Mayans came to understand, and with vehement force put into blatant practice before demons.

Our team, by the word of the Lord, was lead to these ancient temples built to worship satan. We were launched out from our own place of worship before Him with one thing in mind, that in unity, we would ascend the highest temple there and trade the blood of Christ in taking communion for the redemption and breaking of all the curses on the land and the Mayans, including all their remaining descendants, along with all of the people of Guatemala. There was even warfare in the doing of it, I felt the resistance as the kingdom of this world knew the significant, centuries old stronghold they were about to lose to a kingdom that is not of this world (John19) or of earthly creation. In the Spirit, we were about to destroy the works of the devil in that region by a simple act of faith and obedience. As being ones who are joined to the Lord, becoming one spirit with Him, we effectively under His headship made a public spectacle of every demon, as He triumphed over them in His cross, reconciling that which was lost back to Himself by His blood, in the display of His infinite might through weak vessels! We all stood atop this high place and gazed over the rest of the 6 temples with jungle all around; we then together by faith entered the most holy place by a new and living way consecrated by the veil of His torn and pierced flesh (Heb.10). On the sea of glass we worshiped and loosed His very own authority to cleanse a multitude of sins by more powerful blood and the greatest love. Though I could not fully perceive the transaction that took place in the natural, I know in the Spirit, which is His natural realm; demons trembled and fled in the terror of their defeat. It’s good to serve the King above all other self-proclaimed kings. One day their obedience will be mandatory as every knee in heaven and earth will bow (Is.45), until then, as the Day hastens; we will joyfully enforce His will and kingdom as the ambassadors of Him, being ministers of reconciliation through and by His blood alone; we are this eternal identity by His sovereign commission and grace, unto the high praise of His glory (IICor.5).

Until He Comes,
Ben Cuyler

Breaking Strongholds at the Mayan Ruins in Tikal

Tikal, Guatemala
Sunday, October 30, 2011
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Breaking Strongholds at the Mayan Ruins in Tikal

The largest preserved Mayan city in all of Latin America is in Tikal not too far from the Belize border. These ruins are also the tallest of the Mayan temples. For hundreds of years the Mayans would perform human sacrifes at these temples in order to appease their so-called "gods." Our Iris Latin America team felt led to hike to the top of the tallest temple to take communion and worship Jesus. We did just that. We only had corn tortillas to use for Christ's body and Gatorade to use for Christ's blood, but nonetheless, we took communion together. As we did this, our whole team could sense a shift taking place in the heavenly realms. It was as if God was waiting for His children to come and remember the body and blood of Christ in that very place, which not only covers sin and things detestable in the sight of God, but literally takes them away. We believe that an exchange took place today; the blood of Christ which was poured out for the sins of many for the blood of humans which was spilt in vain to please demons.

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Mark 3:27 says, "No one can enter a strong man’s house and plunder his goods, unless he first binds the strong man. And then he will plunder his house." Our call as Christ's followers is to take His gospel and to further His Kingdom throughout the world...to every nation. I truly believe that the demonic strong man that has caused Guatemala, El Salvador and other Central and South American countries to be some of the most dangerous places on earth was bound today by a simple act of obedience on behalf of God's sons and daughters. Now it's time to plunder his goods.

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The ruins were breath-taking and fun to climb. We saw more wildlife today including howler mokeys that tried to poop on us from high up in the trees. Can't wait to see what else the Lord has in store for us here in Guatemala.

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Christian Jung

Embracing the Challenges in Missions

Remate, Guatemala
Friday, October 28, 2011
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Embracing the Challenges in Missions

It’s not often that I talk about the challenges that we face as missionaries on blog posts, mostly because of a heavenly perspective that has been cultivated in my life throughout the years as a missionary due to the grace of God…it’s a perspective that gives the victories that we experience the spotlight and that causes the challenges that we experience to be left in the shadows. Mama Heidi talks about drinking from the cup of joy AND the cup of suffering. So today I think I’ll share a little bit about some of these challenges that we’ve been facing lately, and how we choose to embrace these challenges simply because we choose to embrace the entire journey and all that it entails.

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I have had my share of mosquito bites throughout the years but Latin America wins the award for the longest lasting, most itchy mosquito and gnat bites I’ve ever had. When we were in the mountains of Nayarit, Mexico, we slept outdoors for a couple of nights on potato sack cots. The first night that we slept outdoors there, I got bit throughout the night by gnats that literally paralyzed parts of my body. Some of them bit my on the face and the mouth so badly that I couldn’t feel my lips. It was so bad that I went into the RV in the middle of the night to take some Benadryl in hopes that the swelling would go down by morning. In Dangriga, Belize I was bitten by tiny mosquitoes all over my body, but especially on my ankles. These mosquitoes would leave a little hole in your skin where you can see the blood. Most mosquito bites go away after a day or so, at least when I get bitten by them. Not these bites. They literally lasted a week and in the middle of the night I would be up for hours scratching these bites almost uncontrollably. They were so itchy and annoying. We also heard that some of the mosquitoes where we have been carry Dengue Fever, but none of us experienced any symptoms. Speaking of bugs, Jesse and I drove right through an entire swarm of honey bees in Belize that covered our entire windshield. It was a miracle that none of the bees entered the driver’s side and passenger’s side windows which were open…and many of you know about my fear of bees. Uhhhh-uhhhhh!
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We’ve also experienced some fairly major difficulties with our vehicles on this journey. Before we ever even left the U.S. for Latin America we had to do some major work on almost all of the vehicles that we purchased. Then when driving through the mountains coming out of Oaxaca, Mexico, our Ford Camper Van that we named, “New Wine” blew a transmission seal just as we pulled into a gas station to fuel up. That cost us a few days and some money to repair it. That van also seems to have problems with the radiator hose as every now and then it pops off of the radiator and looses all of its’ coolant. Just yesterday we entered Guatemala from Belize and our Dodge Durango that we named “Shekinah” lost all of the gears on its’ transmission. We hooked up a tow cable that we purchased right before leaving the U.S. and towed it to a mechanic near Tikal where we were heading. He called the only transmission mechanic in the area who met us the following morning. We were told that there would be the parts that we would need back in Belize, either at Matus Auto Parts or in Spanish Lookout where the German Mennonites live. So Jesse and I were driven 100 kilometers all the way back to the border, re-entered Belize, found the auto parts store and then called every auto parts store in all of Belize, including the Mennonites to no avail. No one in the entire country of Belize has the transmission that we need, new OR secondhand. So we traveled back to the border, re-entered Guatemala and got a ride in the back of a pick-up truck back to Temate where the rest of our team was waiting. Now our only option is to purchase a transmission from the U.S. and have it shipped to the mechanic’s shop here in Guatemala which will take seven business days (or a week and a half). We figure the transmission will cost us $1,800 plus shipping costs. The funny thing is that we don’t have the money for it! We are already over-budget on team travel costs due to these unexpected challenges. And now we will be even further behind on our schedule as we have ministries waiting for us and other team members flying in to other Central American countries to meet us. So what should we do in this situation? Stress out? Throw a pity-party? Heck no! We embrace the journey. We embrace the challenges. Our team will pray and worship together until we have financial breakthrough to get the parts we need. God called us to take this trip through all of Latin America and He is faithful to give us all that we need to complete it!

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My most difficult challenge has been being away from my wife and children for so long. It is going on two months of being apart from them. I miss them like crazy. I know I will be returning back to the U.S. to be with them soon, which is comforting. But it is only by God’s grace that we can embrace such challenges as these. Jesus laid down His life that others would find eternal life through Him. The missionaries of old encountered far more difficulties than I have ever faced in order that entire people groups would hear the good news of salvation. We must be willing to count the cost and lay down our lives for the sake of the gospel as well. I need to even be willing to give up my life so that one more person can enter heaven…all for the sake of love. Love enables us to drink from both the cup of joy and the cup of suffering as missionaries.

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Our team is now camped out on a beach next to a lake where we are staying for free. It is near some ancient Mayan ruins in Tikal which we want to visit tomorrow. There are signs everywhere warning us about jaguars and crocodiles. What an adventure! We don’t know what each day holds for us…which is super-exciting! Last night some of our team led a Guatemalan boy to Jesus. The children come and visit us at our campers near the lake. Please pray for us as we continue to bring revival fire through Latin America. Bless you all!

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Christian Jung

Wilma Wonka's Chocolate Centre Of The Universe

By Gillian Sims from Mission In Life
Following an upgraded hurricane warning, we switched plans from boating to Belizean island communities to driving down to Punta Gorda, overlooking the enticing Caribbean Sea. Our first stop was a tiny beach front shack serving hot food, run by a friendly Jocelyn. After taking our orders, Jocelyn was immediately curious as to the purpose of this large bunch of white people stopping in such a small town, and after a vague explanation, had two people lined up for us to pray for. Judy was first on the list. Recovering from eye surgery, Judy was complaining of badly blurred vision and could not see clearly to the end of the table she sat at.
We prayed and asked if she could see any difference. Judy was immediately impressed that she could now make out a team member's face at the end of the table and tell us what eye colour she had. What struck me about Judy's response was her hesitancy to accept what was happening, much like my own response to being healed. We continued to pray and soon Judy informed us she could now see clearly across the street, but by this time she had clearly accepted that she had been healed and could not stop exclaiming, "Oh my!!" "Oh my goodness, look at that!" I think the best part of seeing a person be genuinely healed is watching their reaction at the moment they realise what has just happened.
Seeing Judy's response, Anthony also asked for prayer "to stop with de drinkin". Jocelyn informed us that Anthony was a dear friend who often helped out at her small restaurant, but he had been trying to stop drinking for a long time and was having trouble. Our team was only too happy to pray, and to offer encouragement to never give up on giving up. As we prayed, Anthony unexpectedly asked to be baptised at the beach, then and there. Needing no convincing, Rowan and the boys immediately stripped off their shirts and waded into the water with Anthony, and we cheered as he vowed to start things over again, with God and with life.
All this of course, drew a crowd. I could only giggle to myself as some Caribbean mommas gathered around, declaring in their gorgeous Jamaican accents, "Baptisms!! Com as you are! Com be baptised 'ere and now, dats just how de Lord wants it." It was really a memorable moment. As if this series of events needed to be improved on, my heart skipped a beat as we walked in from the beach to discover yet another Belizean treasure: Wilma Wonka's Chocolate Centre Of The Universe. Here is a pic of my chocoholic self downing some dark Belizean with black pepper, which I can assure you, was even better than the dark Belizean with espresso, and the milk chocolate with mint...

OUR JOURNEY THROUGH BELIZE

Our hearts were racing with anticipation for what God had planned next as our team arrived in the Belize coastal town of Dangriga. We had no contacts or agenda. We just had our map, Lonely Planet book, and the leading of the Holy Spirit. We had heard stories of this area of the country and the Garifuni people group, the deep voodoo they practiced here and horror stories as the results of it. We arrived after dark and pulled up to a carnival full of people and noise where we were told that we could camp. It was right on the coast but we recognized that it would not be safe nor have any privacy if we set up camp right there. Many of these dark Carribean people were coming and gathering around us and our vehicles to see what we were there for and if we needed help. We stayed there and visited with the people until a couple helpful men had arranged a more convenient place for our team to set up camp which was a definite gift from God.

The next morning we told one of our new friends that we would like to pray for the sick and he came with a list his Aunty had made him of where many sick people were staying around town. Before going and praying for them we all walked to the beach together to baptize Godfrey. Godfrey is the man we brought with us from northern Belize who gave his life to the Lord and the Lord spoke to us to bring him with us to disciple him and help him get away from his drug and drinking buddies for the time being. Of his own accord he had been asking to be baptized and as we walked to the beach we met another young man and we witnessed to him. He watched Godfrey be baptized and then gave His life to Jesus and went in next to also be baptized. After the baptisms Tanya, I and one of our new Garifuni friends went and found the Mayor of the town and he warmly welcomed us and gave us permission to do an evangelistic event at a central park in the community that night. During the rest of the afternoon we went from house to house of the sick people on the list we were given and sat in their homes with them, prayed for them, and ministered to them. Many were touched, cried and experienced healing in their bodies. That evening at the park we set up our sound system, played music, performed drama, had fun with the kids and led a group of them to receive Jesus for the first time.

We planned a trip to one of the nearby islands to minister to the island people and the coral reef the next morning but because of a hurricane warning we shifted our plans and drove about 2 hours south to the most southern town of Belize where many Mayan villages are. I personally had not even know that Mayan people were still around, but thought they were only ancient like the aztecs and Inca's, and I was excited to get to meet them and see their culture, and I even had the opportunity to ask them about their calendar ending in a few months. When we first arrived in this town called P.G. we stopped at a small food shack to eat some rice and beans for lunch. There was a woman there who had very poor eyesight especially in her right eye being very blurred. We prayed for her healing and her eyes were healed and the blurred vision became clear! She and her family around were so blessed by the power and love of God that they took a few of us to go and pray for her mom who could not walk because of arthritis in her knees and others of us went to pray for an elderly woman down the street who was blind. When we came into this blind woman’s house she explained how she could only barely see the shadows of people. We prayed for her and her sight improved so that she could begin to see colors but her eyes were still very blurred and unfocused and she could not tell me how many fingers I was holding up no matter where I held my hand. So we prayed for her again asking Jesus to restore and heal more and bring her eyes back into focus. After this prayer we asked again to see if she could count how many fingers I was holding and she could see and was able to answer correctly. Praise Jesus for His healing power! When we got back to where we had eaten lunch we heard from the others that the woman they prayed for who could not walk was healed and got up and walked. And in the little kitchen was a man who had been struggling with drinking for a long time so that his family had kicked him out and he often slept right in that shack where the cooks gave him food out of mercy because he had nowhere else to go. After sitting and ministering to this man for some time he gave his heart and committed his life to the Lord. Godfrey was one of the main people involved in ministering to this man and led him down to the ocean to be baptized. He was baptized and everyone on shore and from the kitchen cheered as they saw him making the decision to change his life and follow Jesus.

We then went to a Mayan village and found a large school there with a couple hundred Mayan children. We went and found the principal and share some stories with him of what God had done already earlier that day. Although our arrival there was random and unplanned, the principal gave us the open door to go into all of the classrooms and speak to the children who had about 25 minutes left of their school day. So we dispersed to see how God would use to pour His love into these kids. Christian, Ben, Victor and I went to a classroom of the older kids with about twenty-five boys and girls. It was kind of Awkward just walking in and telling the teacher the principal had invited us but they welcomed us and we began speaking out words of knowledge over some of them and share some testimonies and the Gospel. Five boys and one girl raised their hands and stood up in front of their classmates to receive Jesus and commit their lives to Him. We then prayed for all of them. These were all the most precious children! On the way home we stopped and visited some of the Mayan ruins as the sun was setting. What a beautiful day!

Stopping for the One

Corozal, Belize
Saturday, October 22, 2011
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Stopping for the One

When we first arrived in Belize, we felt that God was leading us to invest into the people who He would draw to us, and even take these people with us wherever we would minister. This is stopping for the one...the one who God places before us. Some of our team stopped for one man named Godfrey. He is a Belizian that is 47 years old and has grown up all his life in Corozal, where we are currently staying. Godfrey had been sober for three days when we first met him. He has lived a life of addiction to alcohol and drugs, on the wide road that leads to destruction, but he has now entered the narrow road that leads to eternal and abundant life. We have taken in Godfrey as a part of our team and he has accompanied us pretty much everywhere we have gone to minister; to the town square, to the hospital, to the villages. He also worships with us as a team in the mornings. He said that he feels new life in him and that our team gives him strength. We are investing into Godfrey all day long. How wonderful it is to stop for the one.

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Our team has been stopping for the one our entire time in Belize. The first night we went to the square and just sat with the people...they were mostly drunk and hurting people. We know that these are the kinds of people that Jesus would be hanging out with. We are Jesus with skin on. I got braids put into my hair here in Belize. The people here speak English, Spanish and Kreol, which sounds like Jamaican. I wanted to fit in more here, so I had my hair done up. I got a chance to minister to Vickey, who put my braids in. Then Jesse and I went next door that evening to play cards with a guy named Renan and some other locals.

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Yesterday the team went to the villages to minister door to door to families while some of us stayed back to make some much needed repairs to the vehicles. Last night some of the team went to spot alligators near the mouth of the river while Victor and I went night fishing and caught some catfish.

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This morning our team had a worship time together and then prayed for a man who has been suffering with demonic attacks because of voodoo that was placed on him. He had made our team buttered chicken for dinner the previous night. Then we piled into Shekinah and Overflow and headed to the hospital to pray for the sick. What an awesome time! The nurses let our team enter every ward to pray for people. I prayed for one boy in Spanish who had a fever. The boy and his mother were then called in to see the doctor. When she left the doctor's office I asked her if her son still had a fever. She replied that the fever had left. I told her that this was a miracle. We want to empty hosptials. Jesus loves to heal the sick and the brokenhearted. Tonight we will pray together and ask God where in Belize we should go next. Our Iris Latin America team is on a wild ride!

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Christian Jung

Our Team's Arrival in Belize!

Corozal, Belize
Thursday, October 20, 2011
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Our Team's Arrival

Our Iris Latin America team made it safely into Belize! We are staying at an RV Park in Corozo right on the Caribbean Sea. Our team had an awesome time of worship this morning as we are seeking God's face together as to what His heart is for us in Belize. We have no solic contacts here so our time here will be one giant treasure hunt!

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Christian Jung

The Caribbean Sea next to the RV Park we are staying at.

Breck, Taylor and Natalie break open coconuts.

Communion with coconut meat for Christ's Body and coconut water for Christ's Blood.

Our Journey Through Mexico

Nochixtlan, Oaxaca, 12th-14th October 2011

Wednesday, 12^th Oct we left the beach at Chachalacas, Veracruz where we had been resting as a team. We got to Oaxaca in 9 hours where we slept overnight in the home of the pastors there. In the morning we split up according to what we felt the Lord was saying to us individually. 7 of us left the larger team and went to the town of  Noxchitzlan, Oaxaca, about an hour away.

This town has been my favourite part of this Latin American journey so far! We arrived to find out we were staying in the church grounds, which also had a school and they were building a missions base there. They have 24/7 prayer there where they take different shifts of about 2 or 3 people at a time and pray throughout the day and night! We had noticed that as soon as we entered the gates in our vehicles we felt a significant atmosphere shift to peace. 24/7 prayer had to be the reason why! We popped up our camper, “Shalom” for the girls and the boys were given a room to sleep in with a bed and couch… so happy for them, as mostly they have been sleeping in their cars or tents. It was freezing cold there after having been hot at the beach. We layered up and went to visit a friend of Maria’s (team leader, from Mexico originally). We went there to pray over the family and as we visited we were fed a 3 course meal! It turns out they own a catering business. We were so happy to eat a real 3 course meal, and it was healthy good food as well! We prayed over the 2 Grandparents, their children and their 2 grandsons. Speaking prophetic words over them we later found out that they were spot on and exactly what they had been going through. We were so blessed to be able to visit and pour out in the supernatural as well as get fed in the natural! Maria’s friend then took us to see some of the sights of Oaxaca City – we big churches, beautiful architecture, we found ourselves in the middle of some kind of parade (“Arriba!), we had hot chocolate from Mayan times and I was able to finally buy a phone for Central America.

Thursday, we all piled into Overflow and drove up the steep mountains to a little community about an hour away. We visited the church there – 5 families who have come to know Jesus over the last 10 years. They have experienced a lot of persecution from their community. They were kicked out and had to travel to appeal to the government so they would be allowed back to their homes. They are still persecuted and we could not go door to door as we normally do. A couple of years ago some Canadians visited and had to leave the town in a hurry. We still had an amazing time, praying for the families there and leading a church service that night. Before we even headed down to the church, we were at a pastors house and prayed for one of their mother’s who was blind in one eye. We prayed over her, asking Jesus to come do what He loves to do and declaring her healing. We then tested it out - Maria asked her how many fingers she was holding up, “two, five”, yes Jesus! Then one of the boys had her following his finger with her eye, and finally Maria asked her to name the colours on her top. Thank you Jesus for pouring out your healing power!

That night Maria, Taylor and I led worship – we translated a couple of songs into Spanish, and went for it… Personally I felt like it was hard lead the people into the presence of God. It felt hard and different I guess because it was a different culture. Also the keyboard didn’t have a pedal… if you play keys you’ll understand! But it turned out awesome. While we were preparing, one of the guys encouraged me to just go with the Holy Spirit and leave the Spanish if I felt let to, and just sing whatever He led me to in English. So we were there trying to break through in worship in Spanish, and we kind of came to a standstill… Maria confirmed to me to just sing whatever in English. So I started to sing the chorus of “I Just Want You” (Planetshakers). We ended up translating it on the spot to Spanish and the Holy Spirit came in greater presence and power. We ditched the original plan of “worshipping for ½ hour” and Maria sharing her testimony, and just kept worshipping instead. His sweet presence was there so thick and so sweet that we just could not stop worshipping. Maria called forth everyone who was sick to be prayed for. One of the significant testimonies out of that time was a young couple with a baby whose marriage was restored, forgiveness was released and they wept and hugged each other as the Lord did his work in their hearts of reconciliation. Breck did an awesome job of driving us home in the darkness down the mountain trails, following only the GPS’s blue line of the way we had come previously. It’s quite funny because a lot of the time, the roads we are on are just not even on the GPS – it just says the direction we are travelling and shows the terrain!

Friday, we had a sleep in, then met up with a local missionary (Marie) to visit some of her people. First we visited the mother of one of Maria’s friends, where we prayed over the mother, her husband, the grandmother (great –grandmother age) and another of the mother’s friends. The friend and the grandmother both gave their lives to Jesus!

Marie took us to another mountain village, where we went house to house and prayed for people. Some of them were believers already, others were not. We prayed for many people, including a woman who had had a stroke and was paralysed the whole of her left side. Her left arm and hand was curled up and she could not talk, however was able to understand us. We bent down and greeted her one by one – as I took her hand, she lifted mine up and kissed it. I think she thought I was Mexican. Myself and a couple of the other women knelt by her bed and loved on her. I tried to ignore the smell and the bits of dried up skin all over the bed. As I looked into her eyes and stroked her hair I could feel Jesus’ intense love for his daughter. We found out that the people around her all thought it was God’s judgement on her that she was sick. This mindset mainly comes from the particular religion that prevails around Mexico. They had also been to the witchdoctor in the past in regards to her healing. We spent a bit of time with her and her husband, just loving on her… I know Jesus would have done something in her heart, and pray that she would know complete healing in Jesus’ name! Most of all, that she and her husband would know such a deeper intimacy with Him than they ever have before. It makes me think of the elderly men and women in our own hometowns and cities in the west. Who takes the time to go visit them? In these villages out here and even in Africa, I have seen the sick and elderly stay in their homes while relatives look after them. In the west, they go into nursing homes… While some do get visits by family on a regular basis, many do not. What does love look like to them? How can we love on them? You don’t have to be extra specially talented or amazing to go and love on someone :) Listen to their stories. Share with them, love on them.

We were running at least an hour late to get back to the church, however had to stop one last time to pray over the family at the place we had eaten lunch. We also prayed over our translator who had been translating for us from Spanish to Mixtteco. He has a strong prophetic anointing and is going to see the fire of God spread all over his village and the villages around. He mentioned to us that he couldn’t hear properly in one of his ears. We didn’t know that! So we prayed and Jesus healed his ear! We asked him if anything was different, he stopped, checked, and a look of absolute amazement spread over his face! He said, “It’s normal!” and burst into tears, grabbing each of us one by one into a fierce hug. He then grabbed his wife who was also in tears, and they laughed and wept joyfully in celebration of what Jesus did for them!

We then drove back to the church, dropping Marie (missionary) off on the way so she could take a bus back and catch a bible college class. She has been there for 10 years and is so faithful – having just seen real breakthrough and release in the last couple of years. I want to encourage any of you who have been ploughing for years, to keep ploughing, continue to make JESUS and INTIMACY with HIM your first and primary goal and time taker… Listen to the leading of the Holy Spirit. He will lead and guide you, obey what He says and you will see Him pour out!

- Serena

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