In December of 2016, I had the privilege of going on a Mexico Mission Trip with Reaching the Hungry. This was actually one of my first missions trips I have done; it was life changing. This trip was not all that I had expected. I had expected to go and make balloon animals and have fun with the children but the Lord had something else in mind. When it came time to register for the trip, I felt a pull to choose prayer as my choice of service. I ended up being placed on the prayer team.
On the way to Mexico, the thought of how I was going to communicate a prayer over people became a puzzling question. I began to understand that the Holy Spirit has no barriers of language and therefore I just needed to trust what it could do. When we got there, we started to set up and the prayer team began to pray over one another. While we were praying over one another, my senior pastor had a feeling that God was going to speak destiny over my life and my ministry. This thought remained in my mind throughout the day but not many people were coming for prayer.
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One woman had come and asked for healing over her chest and so I, along with a Spanish-speaking pastor, prayed for healing. Immediately after I had finished praying, she looked up and took a deep breath. She said that she felt like she could breath deeply again. I did not really realize the impact of what had just happened in that moment but I came to understand that the Holy Spirit was active and moving in this place.
A couple hours went by and no one really came. I was sitting in a chair and a woman came up to a couple of the other prayer team members. She started explaining to them her situation (which I could not hear) and then they started praying over her. There was something happening in that moment and I felt like I needed to go over there and agree with the prayers. After a couple of minutes of agreeing with what was being said and praying for her in my head, I touched her shoulder. Immediately she jolted her shoulder away from my hand. I was a little confused but felt that we were not just praying for this woman, but fighting spiritually for her. One of the Spanish-speaking pastors started asking her questions (which I could not understand so I just continued to pray over her life). After about 10 minutes and after the pastor was done talking to her, she started to grab her throat. She began to make a gagging motion and was shaking her head. Eventually she crouched down, continuing to hold her throat.
She then got up and began to give all who were surrounding her hugs. There was about eight people around her praying for breakthrough for this woman. Throughout the prayer time there was three kids between 10 and 12 years old also surrounding her. It was an amazing sight to see different generations, different cultures and different people all surround this woman and faithfully fight for her freedom. You could see her gratitude. The Lord had brought us all together for this woman. Every single one of us played a role in her freedom from what was inside her.
She hugged me last and as she did, she turned her head into my chest and starting crying. I hugged her for about two minutes letting her hold on to me and cry. I felt the Lord tell me to pray a blessing over her, her children and her husband. I was definitely crying at this point.
A Spanish-speaking man came over and asked her what had happened when I touched her shoulder. She said that she felt a burning sensation when I touched her. She also said that she wanted to throw me and get me away from her. I was taken aback; my touch was fighting what was inside her.
The pastor then asked what had happened when she hugged me afterward. She said that there was something peaceful and safe about my touch. That she just wanted to stay and rest on me; the Spirit was working through me for this woman. She then proceeded to say that there was something beautiful and peaceful about me. Her daughter also came up and hugged me and told me thank you. I hugged the woman again and then she began talking to others.
The pastor then asked what had happened when she hugged me afterward. She said that there was something peaceful and safe about my touch. That she just wanted to stay and rest on me; the Spirit was working through me for this woman. She then proceeded to say that there was something beautiful and peaceful about me. Her daughter also came up and hugged me and told me thank you. I hugged the woman again and then she began talking to others.
