Friday, March 28th, 2008

Friday night I went down to Mill Ave with a bunch of friends from Extreme Prophetic (XP), Patricia King (the head of XP and a prophet), and a dude by the name of Todd White.

Todd, is 38, was a drug addict for 22 years, and a hard core atheist. About 3 1/2 years ago he had a radical experience that changed his life. While making a drug deal he was shot at from about 10 feet away 3 times. But the bullets didn't make it to his chest. He heard the audible voice of God..."I stopped those bullets for you, now what are going to do for me?" God stopped the bullets. Since then he's been walking with Jesus. Did I mention he has a healing anointing...yeah...he prays for people and God heals them.

So anyway, we where down on Mill Ave...which is right by ASU where all the bars are. It's a huge party spot. Patricia brought a camera crew so we could catch all the rad stuff God was doing on camera. Todd prayed for a man with cataracts in his eyes, and they completely healed right there. He prayed for a guy who had one leg that was about 3 inches shorter then the other and it grew even with the other leg...yeah...all his friends were freakin out. Some of them gave their lives to the Lord right there. There was just so much rad stuff going on.

Then my friends Casey, Jerry and I met a man named Frankie who was in a wheelchair. He was a little drunk and self described "street corner bum". After some small talk we asked him if we could pray from him. He glady said "Oh yeah, that would be great." The he started quoting scripture, and just dropping some biblical knowledge on us. He was preaching, with an authority. So I told him that he had a preachers mantle and he said that he was just a "fuckin' street corner bum." So I told him that he was not a street corner bum but a street corner preacher. Then he told us about how he went to school and major in Greek and Hebrew so he could study the Bible with more depth. So we all were telling him that it was because he was a preacher. He said some other stuff and it became obvious that he loved the Lord but he was really down on himself because he knew the right path (he had a degree in theology) but choose the other path instead. We just told him that was ok and that God loves you anyway and we helped him rededicate himself to the Lord. I looked at him and he was gazing up at the heavens....with all his heart he wanted God. I could see it in his eyes. We also prayed for him to be healed. The reason he was in a wheelchair was because he had metal plates and screws in his legs. So we prayed that he would be healed there on the spot...but he wasn't. But there was an inner healing that took place and as we walked away he told us that he would never forget us.