December 23

A friend of a friend (his name is Tony) was in Bermuda 3 weeks ago and something happened to him where he was injured badly--one of his ailments was a punctured liver.  He was in dire straits.  He was airlifted to Miami and given a 30% chance of surviving the injuries. I prayed with his cousin for healing and that God's holiness would wash over him and Tony would be immersed in healing .  As I prayed (and every time since) I saw Jesus sitting at his bed side and the cleanest of water running over Tony's innards, overflowing but never touching the bed.  The surgeons left Tony open in fear of infection.  Each time I prayed, I saw Tony's face of agony slowly replaced with one of peace (in my spirit).  This past Monday, the doctors estimated him with a 50-50 chance of survival. Tony went home this past Friday and is doing well physically!

-Dave Shay

December 18

I was talking with a buddy and realized he was agreeing with gross spirits of false responsibility, heaviness, and depression.  He had a completely sad, vacant, and overpowered look on his face; it was creepy and sad to see.  I asked him if I could pray with him and he said yes.  

As we prayed, I encouraged him to repent of agreeing with those spirits.  He did.  Then I commanded those evil spirits to come out of him, and they did, easily.  No fanfare, no crazy scene. But when we were through praying, I looked onto his countenance and it was light and joy.  There was an unmistakable peace coming out of his spirit.  It was awesome.

Also, because of that freedom, we talked about some sin that had come between us, too, and we reconciled, re-affirming our friendship.  Thank you God!

-Steven Manuel