There are some moments in your life that are defined as life-changing. This weekend was one of them for me.
I've moved to London since Thursday and the usual uncertainties crept into my mind. Is this where God wants me to be?
The conference in church led by a prophet, Prophet Nana from Ghana, was one main reason why I decided to move by the 6th November. His teachings were so solid- he talked about principalities that control families and not generational curses when it comes to children of God, how we MUST have a prayerful life because prayer is an expression of confidence in God, he talked about faith as the universal currency, hope and anointing.
The teaching that struck me most is about sacrifice. He used to start out really poor, his wife worked in a bank and earned a comfortable sum of money. So once he put his wife's salary as offering and said 'may it never be that we live you on your salary.' when his daughter died he prayed for 10 minutes and she came back to life. after that he closed his bank account and gave it all to God.
He lived a life of sacrifice. Money=blood and we have to learn how to give beyond what we can afford. When we live a life of sacrifice we demand the anointing to come down on us. He talked so much about money that I thought this was precisely what I needed to hear, because I was really quite afraid I was running out of money. It is really true that there are 2 gods- God or Mammon. It was like a continuation of the lesson I learnt from the G12 conference in Utrecht.
The day of the sacrifice was Saturday morning. My period just started so I was feeling abit iffy then. When he called us to put a sacrifice I decided to do it quickly because I thought maybe then my pain would go away.
After putting 60% of my money (I had 100 pounds left) and promising to give 50% of my first income, I went back to my seat. My tummy ache got worse. As he prayed I felt worse and worse. So I went to the toilet and puked. It was a moment in my life- as I squatted beside the toilet bowl- that I knew that I was broken. I had nothing. I didn't have money, didn't have a job, didn't have my health, didn't have any energy left- everything that I depended on, I knew at that instant that it was all by God's grace. How I cried from the depths of my soul. I told God if He needed to break my pride- that was it. I had none left.
Cleaned up and decided to talk to Pastor Jo. She is the wife of the senior pastor Paul. Told her I am here now and wanted to join a cell. She suggested Sarah, which was perfect, because I was already in contact with her.
In the evening was another session. I was looking forward to Prophet Nana praying for first borns because then it would mean that I would get prayed for! As he walked around in church pointing out people to pray for I was just holding my breath- first borns first borns first borns...
So finally, late at night, he says okay I will pray for first borns! I was soo excited. The row in front of me went out first. Then it was finally my turn! I went to the front, and as he lay hands on me. He said bring her up again. He held my hand, and said that I was where God wanted me to be. I was so relieved. He asked where I was from, China? I said from Malaysia but my grandparents were from China. He asked how many times I've been to the church. I said 4 times. He asked if anyone invited me here. I said no. He looked at the audience and said that I searched the internet to get to the church. And God guided me during that time to find the church. He turned to me and asked me how I got to church, and I said through the internet. Everyone went wild then. He prayed for Pastor Paul and anointed his hands, and said that the church will be a blessing to the nations. Then he asked Pastor Paul to lay his hands on me. And he repeatedly asked Pastor Paul to be like a father to me. And he said that Pastor Paul's anointing was transferred to me. And then he said "it is done."
I felt like a stranger elevated to the level of a daughter. Imagine being new to church and having God's favour like that! I felt I had gained a family, and that no matter what, everything would be all right. Again the lesson of sacrifice- I put the sacrifice on the altar and God came through. It was the day when it was the lowest point in my few days here, and then it became the highest point.
The next day Pastor Paul spotted me and gave me a hug. I asked money from him since he was my dad. He gave me 20 pounds and said how I already was costing him money. :)
Things are gonna be all right.
