“Go to Macdonald’s” – said God.
“Another junk food place?”
The Lord told me to ask someone to buy me a cone. There was two men. One an Indian guy and another from South Africa. He said, “we will come back so you wait”.
They went into Macdonald’s but forgot about me.
Meanwhile I saw a young boy and he kept looking at me. The Lord impressed on my heart to pray for him. I said, “can I pray for you?” He said “yes!” I said that God gave me a vision of him drawing.
He said “I draw!” and he showed me his notebook. He said he likes to draw angels.
His parents asked what we were doing but did not seem to want him talking to me.
I understand. I’m a stranger.
I’m scared but God still impresses upon my heart to go get my ice cream cone. Remember at this point I have $8 in my pocket. I had gotten off a bus and found a hostel that cost $35. I gave the owner $30 and promised another $5 the next day.
I go into Macdonald’s and I find the two men. I said “I think you forgot about me”. The South African puts the gold coin on the table and I say “thank you. God said to pray for you”.
He is a Christian. As I’m praying for him I hear the Lord say “I have not forgotten you. I know you’ve been through a lot of pain but the promises are coming”. I feel my heart breaking and I stare into his eyes.
His eyes are unresponsive, vague, unfeeling, emotionless, I hug him and tell him how much God loves him.
His Indian friend has his hands folded, he is praying with me even though he is not Christian. But he is watching the whole thing. I ask him if I can pray for him but he says “no I already prayed with you”.
Seconds later, God tells me to pray for another boy and I ask but he walks away, seeming turned off.
Then I hear a boy cry in the playground. Someone has fallen off the slide. The Lord says “pray for him” and I walk over “hi, I’m a missionary and I’d like to pray for him”.
So the mom says okay. At first I thought none of them were Christian because one mom looked bewildered. However after the whole fiasco she told me she was actually Christian and so was her friend, she was just really shocked to see someone being that bold.
She told me how in New Zealand, it’s very comfortable and Christians rarely take risks so she was shocked to see someone so bold. She said she wouldn’t have thought of doing that as the boy’s mom wasn’t Christian.
As I’m sharing my story of following the Holy Spirit with them a guy approaches me.
He says “excuse me but I need to speak with you”.
I thought it was one of the boy’s dad but he said he was a police man and the boy that seemed turned off by my asking to pray for him actually called the police to tell him that I had “offered to pay for sex”.
I don’t know what kind of childhood this boy had but this was nothing I’ve ever experienced.
I wanted to cry.
What kind of spiritual warfare was this, but right away the two Christian women told the police man that I was a good person and would never say that.
I saw this man write down what he said and what I said. I had said “pray for you” not “pay for sex”.
He got my info but that was it.
I felt falsely accused. But God had my back.
Later on I felt the Lord ask one of the woman to sow financially and she said “I was just thinking about how to help you!!”
I got to encourage them and they said they were really convicted by my life.
This was one of the more traumatic and intense days I’ve had. Nothing like this has ever happened. But God protected me.
When I got off the bus to Kerikeri I saw this skatepark that looked exactly like the one in my dream. I also remembered that the macdonalds playground was in one of my dreams.
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