It’s been a wild week for sure. Between teaching English in the mornings to the high schoolers and teaching English in the evenings to the elementary aged kids life has been busy. But thankfully not to crazy. Last week our team had the opportunity to minister to the local law enforcement and go to the public hospital to pray over those in it. Our host told us to pray over anyone we felt God was guiding us to. In all honesty, I didn’t have any expectation as far as what the hospital would look like. But I do know I saw far more poverty than I imagined seeing. My heart is still heavy for the conditions there.
Before we left the hospital I heard a young child crying and decided to go and find which room it was coming from. The child, who I would assume was around 3 or 4 was withering in pain, had IV’s in both of her arms, and was clearly in an awful state of not being comfortable. I found one of the officers that spoke a good amount of English and asked the mother if I could pray for her daughter. I was allowed to, and by the end of the prayer the little girl had fallen asleep. I walked out of the hospital still standing firm on the fact that in the name of Jesus she was healed. A few days afterwords our host came downstairs into the area that our team eats in and said “A woman said someone had prayed for her daughter and her daughter has fallen into a peaceful sleep for the first time in a while”. Those reassuring words were amazing to here. It went to confirm the pure reason I’m here on this trip. Whether it’s teaching english to the local children or praying over and seeing Jesus’s power manifest, we are the body of Christ. I’m happy to be apart of it.
“Faith shows the reality of what we hope for; it is the evidence of things we cannot see.”
Hebrews 11:1 NLT
