Just yesterday, a few of us from Rock Harbor High School went out to lunch after a long morning of serving. We went near the Triangle Square in Newport and grabbed some Rubio’s. As we were there, I felt an urge to go outside and offer some prayers to anyone who needed it. Usually I like to do these less organized things by myself, but I felt like God wanted to expose one of the high schoolers to this side of the Christian life. RHHS is filled with amazing students that God is clearly moving in. There is one student in particular that I have seen God transforming for the past several months and he seems to be edging closer and closer to a personal breakthrough in his life. I try to take any opportunity God gives me to help stir the fire that’s already in his heart. This particular student’s name is Bailey Seal and everyone can see the promise on his life. Once again, every student in RHHS has a clear and special calling, but on this certain day I felt God was highlighting Bailey as someone who was ready for what we were about to do.
With all of this swirling through my head at Rubio’s, I finally got up from my seat, tapped Bailey and said “Come with me.” We walked outside and I told him, “Ask God. Left or Right?” After a few seconds, he said, “Left”.
“Alright. Let’s go.”
As we walked, I asked him if he knew what we were doing, he said, “I think I have an idea.” I told him to pay attention to what God might be telling him. God often has an adventure prepared for us, and we just have to give him our attention as He leads us by the hand. As we approached the Coffee Bean, there was a homeless man sitting at the table outside of it. I asked Bailey if he thought we should pray for him. He said yes.
“Hey man, what’s your name?”
“My names Nate and this is Bailey.” I leaned in and shook his hand. It’s important that we always make an effort to make physical contact with the homeless when we’re ministering to them. We have no idea how long it’s been since they’ve felt the loving embrace of another person. When no one ever touches you or even looks at you it can be dehumanizing. And if our fear of their dirt getting on us is stronger than our desire to get our Christ on him, we already lost the battle. Jesus willingly touched lepers; we should be able to touch a hand with a little dirt on it.
“Is there anything you would like prayer for man? Do you want some prayer?”
“Yea I want prayer.”
“What do you want us to pray for?”
“Money. Food.” (His answers were short and choppy and he didn’t seem to be all together there.)
Just then, a sweet old lady came by and said, “You want food? I’ll buy you a sandwich. I’ll be right back.” I didn’t even realize the perfect timing of that until right now. Before we started praying for him, I asked him a couple things.
“Do you know Jesus, George?”
“You know He loves you right?”
Awesome. We prayed general blessings over him and just poured out any love we had on him. I then asked him if he had any pain anywhere. He lifted his hat and showed me his head. He said he had a head injury and said that it hurt. I couldn’t get many details out of him so I just asked if we could pray for his head. He said yes. I laid my hand on his head and as we were praying, I had a sense that God was allowing George to feel His warmth. My hands didn’t feel warm or anything but I just knew God was doing something. I asked George,
“Do you feel warmth on your head right now?”
“You do? You feel that warmth??”
“Awesome, man. That’s God comforting you. He’s letting you know that He has his hand upon you. Do you feel any more pain?”
“You’re head doesn’t hurt anymore?!”
Awesome. We wrapped our conversation up and continued on our way. I could tell Bailey was pumped after that experience. He wanted to keep going, so we did. We eventually came across our new friend, Armando. He was sitting down in a parking lot with his bag next to him, gazing in the distance. We slowly approached him, and I asked him his name. He wouldn’t tell us and he was acting hesitant. Then I said,
“My name’s Nate, this is Bailey. We’re walking around offering prayer for anyone who needs it. Is there anything you need prayer for?”
“Yeah, I need prayer.” His heart seemed to randomly open up to us.
“What can we pray for man?”
“I need a job.”
“Okay man, what’s your name?”
We then prayed for him and poured out God’s love to him. We affirmed God’s grace over him and just assured him that God loves his heart. He was very receptive. Then, I got a sense of something that I’ve never had before. God wanted us to stop prophesying over him and He wanted to speak to him personally. The gift of prophecy is a beautiful thing and I’ve seen God make his love known to many people through it before. But how much sweeter is it to see God speak personally to the person being prayed for. I jumped on this opportunity.
“Hey, Armando. I think God wants to tell you something. Do you hear him talking to you?”
“What’s He telling you?!”
“He’s telling me to follow him.”
AWESOME. This was so amazing to watch. Bailey and I just had the privilege to witness God call a man out of his sin and into his arms. I suppose this would have been a good time to lead Armando in a prayer or something, but I’m still learning. I trust that God is causing the seed in his heart to grow. As we made our way back to the rest of our group, we felt confident that God just touched a couple hearts. There’s nothing more fulfilling than spreading the Hope and Love of Jesus to people. There are so many broken hearts out there and it is such a privilege to co-labor with God and watch Him encounter his children. God does all the work and we just get to sit back and enjoy the ride.