Awesome day. This morning, I was praying in the shower, and said, "Papa, I'm going to be co-labouring with you today. Today is not going to be about me going in to my workplace, today is about me taking Your hand, and representing you and doing Your will and to do Your work."
Later, in my car (my favourite secret place) I asked the Holy Spirit to go forth and soften the hearts of the women in my work place so I could intentionally step out in boldness and minister to them. I got to work before anyone else was there, and went about getting ready, singing praise and worship songs at the top of my lungs. I just knew, today was going to be special.
Lately, I have been really encouraged by the softness the women have been showing and I just knew that God was working on them, these women were shifting and changing before me. Most of all, they don't know it, but they were responding to God's love and doing things completely out of their character.
Then today, my assistant complained of a bad reaction/swelling taking place on her face. Her face was slightly puffed and red, although she caked on lots of make up to cover it up. As we sat there, I knew this was an open door God placed before me. I asked her if she wanted me to pray for her for healing.
Now I've offered to pray for her before, and that situation got slightly awkward, but this time, she was actually genuinely excited. She quickly exclaimed, "Yes please!" and ushered me to come to her. We began giggling like school girls as I sat in front of her, and she chuckled as she stated she didn't know what to do. I laughed louder, and admitted, I was 100% sure what I was doing either. All I knew was, I wanted her to meet my King and come to know Him.
I laid hands on her and prayed. As this was taking place, my Kindergarten children were watching in complete silence. When I finished, my assistant looked at me with a huge smile. In a perky tone, she said as I prayed, she felt this peace come over her. This is coming from a girl who has never ever been exposed to Christian lingo in her life, nor has any understanding of what she is meant to feel or experience! Another time she used that same word, 'peace' to describe my countenance and my life. She couldn't quite touch her finger on it, but I knew she was trying to make sense of the fact that there is actually One in me, revealing Himself to her through me.
Now, the field has been ploughed, seeds are being sown and the watering is just beginning to take place. I am so, so, so excited for the day I get to see the harvest take place in my very own workplace. Oh, I can't want until these women meet the Prince of Peace for themselves, and encounter Jesus in a way that never leaves them the same!