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Cry, Dry, Repeat

Adventures in Missions staff member Connie Rock recently led an Adventures Encounter trip to Puerto Rico. God used struggles with illness in her own life to give her the wisdom to encourage others who are suffering in Puerto Rico. She prayed for a man with leukemia, and God healed him before her eyes.

True story. A man was born blind. The disciples asked Jesus what he or his parents did wrong that would cause the blindness. His answer below…
 
John 9:3 "Neither this man nor his parents sinned," said Jesus, "but this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life."
 
 
This passage was brought to my attention by my husband Don a couple months ago. We began to ask daily for healing of my sight. I have glaucoma. According to Wikipedia, glaucoma is an eye disease in which the optic nerve is damaged in a characteristic pattern. This can permanently damage vision in the affected eye(s) and lead to blindness if left untreated. It is normally associated with increased fluid pressure in the eye. It's much worse in my right eye than the left, but nonetheless, I have lost part of my vision. 
  

On the last couple trips, I have shared this story from John 9 over and over, most recently on the last trip to Puerto Rico. A small team of us, joined by a handful of our Puerto Rican family, visited a children's cancer hospital. Our focus was the floor that treated children with stage four cancer and beyond. It worked like this:
 
Three gals entered as clowns, introduced themselves and us. We'd smile, touch shoulders, shake hands, kiss cheeks. We made small talk, played with the younger ones, and I took the older ones' phones to find my name on Facebook and become "official" friends. The team sang; we'd ask to pray for them. We'd pray, take a picture, and say goodbyes. 

Then we'd walk out of the room and cry in the hall. 
 

Cry, dry, repeat. We were given very specific orders not to shed any tears or show sorrow while inside the rooms.
 
 

I thought I might have a word for the children, but no. Instead I played with the little children and teased the older ones. Getting a smile out of them was a rush. For that second, they forgot. 

But for the mothers, aunts, and family who sat in the rooms with them, the weight was heavy. Their bodies shook as we prayed. Looking into their eyes, I reminded them that their illness is not the effect of their sin, or that of their parents. But that it was a work of God, so that when they are restored, he would get the glory and praise!
 

The next day, we walked through the colorful streets of old San Juan when a man approached us asking for prayer: "I have leukemia and want prayer." Yes! Yes! I shared John 9 and began to intercede as my sister, Kary, translated.
 
We claimed healing through the blood of Jesus. We thanked him. We praised him. We had faith. After the amen I asked, "My friend, what did you hear the Lord saying to you?"

"I'm healed!" 

A smile came across his face and we celebrated. A little jumping, some clapping, a picture, and a few squeals. What does this healing look like? Not sure yet, but I know it included spiritual healing–the most important healing. 
 
He believes in the Son of God!
 
 
There is a simple, free way for you to get involved with those hurting from home. I'm proud to say that my brother Kevin Lengkeek with his lovely wife, Julie, began Love Transfusion, a non-profit organization. Needs include individuals to pray, send virtual hugs, and to listen. You can check them out by looking at their website which is under construction, or find them on Facebook
 
 
**bottom two photos by Kristen**

Have you experienced things in your life that could be used to encourage and strengthen others around the world? You might be perfect for an Adventures Encounter trip.
 
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