Gifts of Healing

Around this time two years ago, I found myself in Gambia, West Africa serving the Lord alongside a dedicated group of believers from Korea. The Lord sent me to Gambia for four spectacular, stretching, and supernatural months. One of my favorite experiences while I was there was ministering to a little boy named Lamin, in a village called Brikama. The Lord gave me a tremendous revelation about the healing ministry through this brief season. It was a revelation of His love.

Journal Entry from February, 2007:

“Today I dressed wounds. It was incredibly unsanitary and I’m going to go ahead and thank God for not letting me catch any diseases and making me strong like steel inside (a woman I worship with in Cincinnati prayed that I would be steel inside before I left!).

One boy, a burn victim who I met Monday came again today. The day I first met him he was wearing blue. It was a traditional style outfit, matching shirt and pants. He sat on the bench at the table where we were working and pulled up one of his pant legs to expose a wound that was about six inches long and three wide. The skin around it was heavily scarred. When he uncovered the wound, I was hit with a pain that stung deep in my heart.It was so much a shock for me to see that I almost had to leave.

“Touch him.” I heard as I was fighting the tears. I put my had on his back, offered some sympathetic words, and gave him a hug. He gave me a huge smile and confirmed what I had suspected, that we had just become instant friends.

Lamin returned today and this time he was my patient. I prayed for his healing and then began cleaning the wound. This little one has been trying to recover from the burn for over six months now, and as I was cleaning, I felt a tremendous amount of anger welling up inside of me. I felt furious that so many experiences were being stolen away from him because he could not get the care he needed. The Holy Spirit in me started praying out loud over his life with passion and conviction. I prayed the whole time I cleaned and bandaged.”

My heart burned with a love for Lamin that the Lord undoubtedly placed in my heart. It was this great love that motivated me to pray for his leg to heal. And goodness, do I remember laboring in prayer for him! Up until this point, the healing ministry had always seemed more like an exciting way to experience the Lord's cool supernatural abilities in this age, than an expression of His sacrificial love and brokenness for us when we hurt. This time, I felt His sorry for Lamin's injured leg, and I ministered to him out of that sorrow, with hope that by Yeshua's wounds, Lamin would be healed.

And he was healed. It wasn't an instant on the spot healing. In fact, I didn't even see it. As I prayed for Lamin, the Lord gave me a word that his leg would be healed by a certain date. A friend reported to me that a week after I left the village, his leg with the huge gaping wound that had been there for 6 months, was completely better! Even though I did not see it, the date reported matched the one the Lord gave me! In faith, I believe his leg was healed and I will see that little boy RUNNING one day! Please pray the Lord's blessings of salvation and the Holy Spirit over little Lamin. And remember to love.

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
1 Corinthians 13:1-3

callie m.

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