I'm a little Tea Pot

Tonight we had an evangelistic out reach in the village it was so great. I love doing that kind of thing, to me that is more fun than anything. I just love watching the peoples’ faces as they try to figure out what’s going on, and why are these people out here doing this, they must be crazy. AND THEN!!! God shows up and the fun begins. He always starts showing me different people and I’ll just go over and ask them if I can pray for them and He touches them, sometimes it’s His peace, sometimes it’s healing, or just His love that envelopes. I just love that feeling, when He wraps His arms around you like a blanket.

They had this one woman tonight that was standing in back of the crowd just watching, so I went over to her with one of the kids from church (Mikal’s daughter) and we just began to pray for her, and she started to cry and fell out under the power. When she got up she was shaking all over and over, of course I had a problem figuring out what she is trying to tell me, but I did get the fact that she had a problem seeing out of one of her eyes. So we began to pray again and she hit the dirt again but when she got up this time she had NO problem with her eye!!!!! Yay GOD! It is so simple we just need to be available for God to use. We are nothing but clay pots for Him to pour through, like that children’s song I’m a lil tea pot, (which I’ve always said must have been born out of revival!)

And Pastor Mitko and I were talking on the way home about doing this in the village Maglish (baby Winnie’s village). I pray we get the chance to do it before it gets too cold. The Pastor there really needs a breakthrough in his church. The village is against the “River” of course, you know it’s that same old thing. It’s funny no matter what country you’re in, there are always those same Pharisees, oh those temple police. And you know those temple police never know that they are being temple police. I wonder if that will ever change.