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I had been at it all day. Moving about the hospital looking for divine appointments, exercising the “gift” within me. Praying under my breath in tongues and listening to the Holy Spirit guide me to individuals He would have me pray for. Sure, up to now I had some success releasing words of encouragement, edification and exhortation but I was looking to see the “healing” take place right then and there, on the spot before my very eyes. I was getting frustrated. Nothing. I had prayed for so many people and no healings. No miracles. No “oh that feels so much better” or even a “wow, what just happened?” In my soulish thinker defeat was milling around questioning the very purpose of the “gift” within me as if to say this was all just a big waste of time. Why wasn’t the miracle in the “moment?”