Downtown Ministry – 2
When Christians DO something…stuff happens.
I started out shooting and missing a few times with words. We finally passed by a hot dog stand and this guy [who wasn't working there] started telling us that these hot dogs were the best (he was probably drunk).
Something Ryan learned a while back is that, if people approach you first, it means they are probably open to conversation, or God is setting you (or them) up.
While that was running through my head, I was also remembering the fact that we passed these guys the previous week without doing anything, even though they had 2 chairs there (setup). So I go up to one of the guys and asked him if he had any pain in his body. He said he didn’t, so I asked, “Did you know you have 1 leg shorter than the other?” I explained it to him, and he was a little weirded out, so he called his friend over. I told his friend to sit down because I was going to “show him something.” His left leg was about half an inch shorter, and it grew out. I asked if he was dealing with any back pain and he said he had “muscle spasms.” I told him to check it out, and he said the pain was still there. Prayed 2 more times and it still was there. Ryan took a shot at it, and the thing didn’t budge (for us, that usually means it’s a spirit, because any kind of pain in the body usually goes after we tell it to go the first time). Ryan commanded the “spirit of infirmity to leave” and then the guy said that the spasms started up again and it hurt more (that’s how you know a spirit is at work.. if the pain gets worse, or moves around)…
Ryan called out another guy that was watching and grew out his leg, and all his back pain left. I prayed for another guy’s “coming and going” back pain (that phrase usually means it’s a spirit too), but he couldn’t really check it out.
We kept walking and saw a group of 15-20 outside a Taquiera (a mexican restaurant)–they were separated into smaller groups of 5. Ryan and Dennis went up to a group of asians, and then I went to a group of guys who were standing and eating. I asked if any of them had any pain in their wrist or shoulder. They all asked “why,” and I told them that they would get healed if they let me pray for them. So the guy to my right said he had pain in his right shoulder. I commanded the pain to go, and then he had this dazed look on his face. He said he was buzzed, so he didn’t trust what he was feeling (even though he had just told us he was in pain…). The rest of the guys weren’t very open, but the guy who got healed was. He said he was a Christian, and he commended us for what we were doing (we talked to him for about 5 minutes, but I don’t really remember…).
I went up to a group of 5 police officers that were on ‘sentry’ duty. I asked them what they were doing, asked if they had any pain (they said they didn’t), and I thanked them for the work that they were doing.
We turned a corner and saw the same lady from the previous week in her scooter. I gave her some money and we prayed for her again. Didn’t see any breakthrough. (that pisses me off. a lot.)
We kept walking and then all of a sudden, a guy and his friend randomly (or so we thought) pulled Ryan over and said, “Man did you see that?!?” (they were drunk) They explained some stupid situation that got them kicked out of the club, and then Ryan asked if either of them had any pain in their body. I don’t remember all of the dialogue (I had this weird cough that came out of nowhere…i kept commanding it to go), but long story short, one of the guys (he said he was Christian) had asthma, and Ryan commanded it to go, and he felt his breathing ease up.
I had left halfway through the conversation because of the cough I was getting, but I saw a bouncer in front of a club. I went up to him, asked if he had any pain in his body and he asked why. I told him the testimony of the guy’s shoulder who got healed, and we heal in Jesus’ name. He let me pray for his knee and it felt better, but he was preoccupied and needed to go back to work.
We turned around and walked back the way we came and while we walked past a train station, 3 guys who were sitting there gestured to meet us. They asked if we were waiting for the train, too. Ryan said no, and then asked if they had any pain in their body. One guy had a shoulder problem, but didn’t see much breakthrough with that (really strange…). They were very interested because we weren’t fluffy and religious with them. We grew two of their legs out (the 3rd guy’s legs were good). We had some good discussion with them [for about 5 minutes], and then the train came.
We walked toward another taquiera with ~10 guys really big guys beside it (probably a gang). We walked past thinking, “crap crap crap scary scary scary… i’m a spirit. i’m a spirit…” so after a little mental wrestling, I went up to all of them and asked if any one had pain, and if they didn’t get healed, then I’d be a liar. Pretty much all of them shut me down, told me to leave… most of them ignored me except for 1 guy…
We moved on, Dennis saw a guy just standing right outside a club. He told the guy that God told him to pray for him. Turns out the guy had been in a coma 2 weeks ago, and multiple people have been going up to him saying that God wanted them to pray for him. Dennis led him in prayer, invited Jesus and Holy Spirit into his life…
We went into this Philly Cheese-steak joint, and after we ordered, Ryan went up to a table of 3 and starting talking to them. It was an Indian guy who was a boss that was eating with 2 of his employees. Long story short, the Indian guy was about 40 years old, he grew up in India and was forced to go to Christian school. He was appreciative of what we were doing, going all out for the gospel (since we all do this full time). After talking to Ryan, he said he wanted to go to church with us 1 time and consider what we have to say…