Tuesday,
December 4, 2012
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Foot
Washing
I love it when God throws a
wrench in my plans. I had the lesson all ready to teach at the missions school
in Pohnlangas, then the Holy Spirit fell and we all ended up washing eachother's
feet and asking forgiveness where there had been offense...I washed the
Pohnpeian's feet as I repented on behalf of all westerners who had come in and
colonized in the name of Jesus. There were many tears shed as students and
workers embraced each other. My advice? Hold your plans loosely. It is more
exciting!
House
Visitations
On my way to drop off the MDMI
students and Every Home for Christ workers at their various Bible Studies they
are conducting in "U" municipality, we made two house visits to people who have
been asking us to come and pray with them.
The first house visit was to
the family of Richard (pictured in the purple shirt above). We visited Richard
and his family last week. Richard has been filled with demons from a young age
which have driven him mad. At only thirteen years old, this big boy would slap
his parents and relatives, use extremely bad language, pull his penis out in
front of people and urinate, and do other things too disgusting to mentions. As
we prayed for him last week, nothing was really happening. He was still out of
control, not wanting us to lay hands on him and pray for him. Through a word of
knowledge we realized that the parents had spoken curses over his life when he
was young. As the parents began to weep and apologize to their son, Richard
began to also weep and became more open to deliverance prayers. We walked him
through the process, but the demons didn't want to go very easily. This week
when we returned to the family, Richard was a lot better. He is not yet
completely in his right mind, but has made measureable improvements since last
week. So today we just prayed and worshipped together in Richard's
home.
The second house visit we made
was to the home of an elderly man who we had prayed for in the hospital weeks
ago. We prayed for him, believing that God was performing a creative miracle and
giving him a new liver. Although the man is feeling better than before and is
even able to eat now, he is more recently being tormented by evil spirits that
claim to be the ghosts of his wives who have already passed away. We were able
to pray more with him, and talk to him about the spiritual reality of what is
happening in his life. As I spoke softly to him of the great love that Christ
has for him in the Pohnpeain language, he began to weep profusely while shaking
my hand. This was so touching. We continue to "stop for the one but believe for
the multitudes" here in the Federated States of Micronesia.
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Christian
Jung
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