I’ve just got back home – well, my Mexico City home! – and it’s 0055 am…. spent the evening with a small group from my long time friends Alvaro & Vicky Dader Reyes, and their daughter Carina, and 5 other people. Anyone who says it’s crazy to cross the globe to go to small meetings need their motives checked! It was a lovely evening. It’s a worshipping church, and Alvaro led a short time of worship, then Carina, once very shy, especially to speak English, translated for me.
The ministry time at the end was so special. Not this time stories of healings – at least, not healings that were instantly evident, though one young lady, Edith, in a lot of pain with a bladder condition, had the pain go immediately. For her, that was great, of course, but the real test is if she sleeps through the night with no bathroom interruptions….
The real blessing, apart from being with those lovely people, was praying for a lovely lady, Lupita, and her two children, Paola and Danny. When Lupita arrived, her face was drawn, tired, pained. When she told me her story, it was one of an horrendous background, parental, family, and in other ways: never married, once a prostitute, and now a schizophrenic, with no home, no real possessions, and no future, as far as she was concerned. I’m not daft enough to say she was healed of that: of course, time and psychiatrists will tell. What I prayed for was that her past, which haunted her, and which she carried like a ton weight, would terminate tonight, and shared Romans 8:38 with her, where Paul doesn’t refer to past, only present and future, because the past is no longer ours to have any ‘rights’ to, as Jesus wiped it out. Prayed many things for this lovely lady: and, by the end of the evening, her whole visage had changed, and it was so evident that a load had gone from her. I’m longing to her about the reaction of her psychiatrist at her next visit…. prayed for the kids, too, as they are growing up fatherless, and in pretty extreme conditions. The hugs I got from all of them brought tears to my eyes….
So, so worth being there. The customary ‘taco stop’ on the way home made the arrival for bed a bit late, but it was great just to be with the Dader Reyes family….