May 27,
2017,
The Lord
had been quiet since he called me into prayer and fasting. This is the
thirteenth day of my fast. I decided to take this to the next level in heeding the
scriptures, specifically in Isaiah 58:
Cry loudly, do not hold back;
Raise your voice like a trumpet,
And declare to My people their transgression
And to the house of Jacob their sins.
2 “Yet they seek Me day by day and delight to know My ways,
As a nation that has done righteousness
And has not forsaken the ordinance of their God.
They ask Me for just decisions,
They delight in the nearness of God.
3 ‘Why have we fasted and You do not see?
Why have we humbled ourselves and You do not notice?
Behold, on the day of your fast you find your desire,
And drive hard all your workers.
4 “Behold, you fast for contention and strife and to strike with a wicked fist.
You do not fast like you do today to make your voice heard on high.
5 “Is it a fast like this which I choose, a day for a man to humble himself?
Is it for bowing one’s head like a reed
and for spreading out sackcloth and ashes as a bed?
Will you call this a fast, even an acceptable day to the Lord?
6 “Is this not the fast which I choose,
To loosen the bonds of wickedness,
To undo the bands of the yoke,
And to let the oppressed go free
And break every yoke?
7 “Is it not to divide your bread with the hungry
And bring the homeless poor into the house;
When you see the naked, to cover him;
And not to hide yourself from your own flesh?
8 “Then your light will break out like the dawn,
And your recovery will speedily spring forth;
And your righteousness will go before you;
The glory of the Lord will be your rear guard.
9 “Then you will call, and the Lord will answer;
You will cry, and He will say, ‘Here I am.’
If you remove the yoke from your midst,
The pointing of the finger and speaking wickedness,
10 And if you give yourself to the hungry
And satisfy the desire of the afflicted,
Then your light will rise in darkness
And your gloom will become like midday.
11 “And the Lord will continually guide you,
And satisfy your [desire in scorched places,
And give strength to your bones;
And you will be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water whose waters do not fail.
12 “Those from among you will rebuild the ancient ruins;
You will raise up the age-old foundations;
And you will be called the repairer of the breach,
The restorer of the streets in which to dwell.
Raise your voice like a trumpet,
And declare to My people their transgression
And to the house of Jacob their sins.
2 “Yet they seek Me day by day and delight to know My ways,
As a nation that has done righteousness
And has not forsaken the ordinance of their God.
They ask Me for just decisions,
They delight in the nearness of God.
3 ‘Why have we fasted and You do not see?
Why have we humbled ourselves and You do not notice?
Behold, on the day of your fast you find your desire,
And drive hard all your workers.
4 “Behold, you fast for contention and strife and to strike with a wicked fist.
You do not fast like you do today to make your voice heard on high.
5 “Is it a fast like this which I choose, a day for a man to humble himself?
Is it for bowing one’s head like a reed
and for spreading out sackcloth and ashes as a bed?
Will you call this a fast, even an acceptable day to the Lord?
6 “Is this not the fast which I choose,
To loosen the bonds of wickedness,
To undo the bands of the yoke,
And to let the oppressed go free
And break every yoke?
7 “Is it not to divide your bread with the hungry
And bring the homeless poor into the house;
When you see the naked, to cover him;
And not to hide yourself from your own flesh?
8 “Then your light will break out like the dawn,
And your recovery will speedily spring forth;
And your righteousness will go before you;
The glory of the Lord will be your rear guard.
9 “Then you will call, and the Lord will answer;
You will cry, and He will say, ‘Here I am.’
If you remove the yoke from your midst,
The pointing of the finger and speaking wickedness,
10 And if you give yourself to the hungry
And satisfy the desire of the afflicted,
Then your light will rise in darkness
And your gloom will become like midday.
11 “And the Lord will continually guide you,
And satisfy your [desire in scorched places,
And give strength to your bones;
And you will be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water whose waters do not fail.
12 “Those from among you will rebuild the ancient ruins;
You will raise up the age-old foundations;
And you will be called the repairer of the breach,
The restorer of the streets in which to dwell.
Well technically, I never really took the
initiative to do so. I prayed for the opportunity, and a week of service was
more or less given to me as a gift. My friend Danny recommended to myself and another buddy,
Eddie that we go out for a night of prayer for the healing of strangers. I had
a different agenda. I wanted to feed the poor and hungry. Eddie, an engineering
graduate and former member of Power to Change as of this year, had a passion
for evangelism. There was a conflict of interest, or so we thought.
It was evening. The day had been beautiful
so far, but then it began to rain hard. We drove to Prince’s Island Park. It
was my second time returning for the day, because I had just gone geocaching
with another friend there earlier in the day. We parked in the residential
areas by Memorial Drive, waiting for the rain to subside.
One of us had the bright idea to pray for
the rain to go away.
“It wasn’t even supposed to rain,” we
commented.
“Spiritual attack,” another said.
A singular, thick, violet veil hovered over
all of downtown Calgary, with no sign of passing away any time soon. Raindrops battered our
windshield. We joked about how God often made us wait. Eddie began to tell of a tale in the gospel of Mark: Jesus walks on water. Apparently Jesus had watched
them struggling for some time before he decided to walk on water at fourth
watch, or 3 am. Not only this, but that He was about to pass them by if they
hadn’t noticed.
“Maybe we should be like Peter and step
out in faith,” I said.
So we got out of the car, equip with one
broken umbrella. Almost immediately the rain died. We walked across the bridge
to the island, and prayed for a couple people, and handed out the odd Gideon
bible.
“Gabe, you have to speak with more
authority when you pray for healing. Jesus and the disciples commanded the
illnesses to go away,” said Danny.
“Oh it’s just semantics,” I rationalized.
“Semantics is everything!” added Eddie. I tried to resist grumbling or arguing.
We voiced our individual conflicting
interests, but decided that since Danny invited us out, we should merely pray
for individuals. We were rather ignorant of the idea of the Body of Christ
working together in unison.
Then we saw him. A man in a worn, red
jacket, with yellow stains on his unkempt, gray beard. He was limping heavily
and could not walk. An expression of agony was on his face so dressed with
wrinkles –and he surely possessed a tale for each and every one. Eddie and I
walked up to him. Danny went to find a bathroom.
“You hurt your leg?”
“I’ve got Teflon knees!” It was hard to
understand him.
“That’s tough stuff!” said Eddie, thinking
the fellow was speaking metaphorically.
“I think he literally has Teflon knees,” I
said.
“Yep, they’re all worn out from bull
riding,” said the man, “Them knees just popped right now,” He gestured exaggeratedly,
swinging his arm to and fro, "Just buckled,"
“Can we pray for your knees?” I said.
“Sure, see what that’ll do,” said the man.
I laid a hand on the man’s shoulder, and
we prayed.
“Anything?”
“Nope, I can’t walk at all.” said the man, "Oh Him. He's a great guy, left me to all this you know. But I'm a good guy!" there was a great abundance of sarcasm in his voice. The man has sprung Eddie's trap, and he started to do what he came for.
Now Danny had rejoined us from his sojourn at the portable. I asked him to pray for his knee. He immediately knelt down and placed his hands on the man's knee. We saw his lips move. The man's knee cracked three times. We asked him if anything had changed, if he could walk.
"Nope," he replied.
Eddie continued his discourse with the man. It can be very difficult when joints and other substances become a habit, and you could barely follow their speech or pattern of thought. But Eddie was filled with the Holy Spirit. He was a little bit afraid, since he leaned back a lot, as if to avoid getting shanked, but I still maintain, he was filled with the Holy Spirit.
"Well if you had [done this crime] (we leave this our for confidentiality reasons)..." blurted out Eddie. We were sure he was about to finish with, "you'd be punished in a human court of law, but in God's court of law how would you be punished for breaking his law?" Instead, we saw the man shuffle away. More accurately, he sped walked away, to the other side of the wide sidewalk. Well Danny and I looked at one another in amazement. Seems the guy could walk now.
"I did it," said the man. "I'm going to hell for it,"
"Well did you know that Jesus paid for that, and that he will forgive you for doing what you did?"
"There is no forgiveness," the man insisted.
The verbal sparring continued. The man held long and fast to the stance that he could get to heaven by his own works, but that if he didn't, it was because of that one crime. But that if he was guilty of that one crime, he would find no forgiveness from God.
"Are you hungry?" I asked.
"I haven't eaten all day," said the man,
"Let us buy you something. As much as you'd like, anything you want,"
"I want Thai food,"
"What's your name?"
"Joe," he said. "The world may think it's tough, but wait until they get a load of me! Don't mess with Joe (His language was a lot more colourful that this)!"
We went to to the food court in Eau Claire, and watched him eat while he shared with us his stories as a bull rider, the injuries he sustained and his more daring escapades crossing the border. In the end the meal was one he could not finish. Eddie did preach the gospel to him, and he could also now walk. God answered all three of our prayers because he is good. He also stopped the rain. And if He was so good to us today in answering our prayers, then since it is His will that all men be saved, he will hear our prayer that one day Joe will find forgiveness and salvation in Christ Jesus, amen.
Joe hugged each and every one of us tightly. For a guy who hadn't eaten all day, he was pretty strong. He smiled at Danny and laughed, "You too? You're so serious and quiet," And embraced him. "All I need is more love," he said. As we waved goodbye to him, we shouted out his full name, "JDC!"
Now Danny had rejoined us from his sojourn at the portable. I asked him to pray for his knee. He immediately knelt down and placed his hands on the man's knee. We saw his lips move. The man's knee cracked three times. We asked him if anything had changed, if he could walk.
"Nope," he replied.
Eddie continued his discourse with the man. It can be very difficult when joints and other substances become a habit, and you could barely follow their speech or pattern of thought. But Eddie was filled with the Holy Spirit. He was a little bit afraid, since he leaned back a lot, as if to avoid getting shanked, but I still maintain, he was filled with the Holy Spirit.
"Well if you had [done this crime] (we leave this our for confidentiality reasons)..." blurted out Eddie. We were sure he was about to finish with, "you'd be punished in a human court of law, but in God's court of law how would you be punished for breaking his law?" Instead, we saw the man shuffle away. More accurately, he sped walked away, to the other side of the wide sidewalk. Well Danny and I looked at one another in amazement. Seems the guy could walk now.
"I did it," said the man. "I'm going to hell for it,"
"Well did you know that Jesus paid for that, and that he will forgive you for doing what you did?"
"There is no forgiveness," the man insisted.
The verbal sparring continued. The man held long and fast to the stance that he could get to heaven by his own works, but that if he didn't, it was because of that one crime. But that if he was guilty of that one crime, he would find no forgiveness from God.
"Are you hungry?" I asked.
"I haven't eaten all day," said the man,
"Let us buy you something. As much as you'd like, anything you want,"
"I want Thai food,"
"What's your name?"
"Joe," he said. "The world may think it's tough, but wait until they get a load of me! Don't mess with Joe (His language was a lot more colourful that this)!"
We went to to the food court in Eau Claire, and watched him eat while he shared with us his stories as a bull rider, the injuries he sustained and his more daring escapades crossing the border. In the end the meal was one he could not finish. Eddie did preach the gospel to him, and he could also now walk. God answered all three of our prayers because he is good. He also stopped the rain. And if He was so good to us today in answering our prayers, then since it is His will that all men be saved, he will hear our prayer that one day Joe will find forgiveness and salvation in Christ Jesus, amen.
Joe hugged each and every one of us tightly. For a guy who hadn't eaten all day, he was pretty strong. He smiled at Danny and laughed, "You too? You're so serious and quiet," And embraced him. "All I need is more love," he said. As we waved goodbye to him, we shouted out his full name, "JDC!"

