I want to share with you all an amazing testimony of what God is doing here by the power of His Holy Spirit.
A couple weeks ago each small group had an opportunity to do an extra local evangelism. But, not just any local evangelism… Something we like to call a treasure hunt. A treasure hunt is basically asking Holy Spirit where He wants us to go and who He wants us to encounter through pictures, direct words, or whatever way He choses to speak. So before you go on a treasure hunt you have a time of prayer and asking and then go in faith. So, my group prayed and then we were going to share. (Keep in mind all the people in our group except for one person are from different places and don’t know this area!) So I shared… and These were the things I received from the Holy Spirit: Man wearing all white, an open plaza, many people, strange costumes and wigs (somewhat like clown costumes), and headaches. We continue sharing and one woman in my group, from Australia, shared that she saw a clock tower and a woman sitting under it. That’s when the girl who is from this city says, “I know a plaza with a giant clock tower!” Inevitably, God was speaking and we all agreed to go to this plaza. (We all received incredible words from God but I am only going to share with you my part of the story)
I love evangelism like this, no agenda of man and only the agenda of The Holy Spirit. It leaves us completely disposable to Him. And it also challenges and increases our faith. EVERY TIME.
So, we go. We start getting close to the plaza and continue to walk and pray in the Spirit. We step into this plaza and that’s when I saw a man wearing a costume (almost like a clown costume) and a wig. He was a street performer. He had a small speaker that clipped to his belt and a microphone that hung from his ear. And, he had just started setting up his things for his performance. I stopped and looked at my group, knowing that this was the man from my vision. I waited a minute and that’s when I heard Holy Spirit say to wait. So, we continued on.
At the time there were six of us (3 which were foreigners) so it was drawing some attention. So, I suggested that we split into two groups of three, which left me with two Brazilian girls in the middle of this plaza. We started walking around and as we were walking I began to get this OVERWHELMING urge to ask this guy for his microphone and preach in the middle of the plaza. I had no clue what that meant or looked like so I tried to ignore it but it just wasn’t going away. So, the three of us stopped to pray. I told them, “I know this sounds completely crazy BUT, (explanation of what I was feeling) and if you guys feel like this isn’t from God just say so and we won’t even think about it any more.” So we start to pray. But, you need to know what’s going on in my head… ‘This is too crazy and out there and possibly an attack or distraction; so when we are done praying, they’re going to have other feelings and words as to the plan for our afternoon contrary to this feeling.’ Then, we get done praying and their words to me were, “That definitely feels right, we can start making our way over there, we can talk to him, you can preach, and we will just see what happens.” Oh and in all this did I mention I was with two Brazilian girls who don’t speak English… Right. So, there’s not just someone to translate or help me say what I want to say if I get stuck (If you didn’t know, I speak Portuguese which is a miracle in itself of the Holy Spirit). Oh, and I’ve not even publicly preached in the street in English! I looked at them and said, “No way am I going to preach! I’m a foreigner one of you should preach. You guys know better what to say culturally and they will DEFINITELY understand you.” BUT, that wasn’t enough for them. They began to encourage me over and over saying I could do it. I had all the excuses in the world to not speak and my heart was beating through the front of my chest. But, we started walking towards the street performer.
We had just walked a little ways when the girls stopped me and said, “Brittany look! There’s a man wearing all white!” And, sure enough, there he was wearing all white, and before we could even decide, he started waving for us to come over to him! So, we went over and he asked whom we were. We told him we were missionaries and I explained to him what happened that morning (our prophetic words). He then began to tell us about ALL the problems in his life. It was a beautiful opportunity to minister life and love this man in the midst of mess. We then prayed and prophesied over him and the Spirit of God touched him. It was beautiful.
At this time, more people were crowded around the street performer. So the girls I was with insisted on going over there. So we began to make our way over there and that’s when a woman called us over to her. So, we went over to her. And, at this moment I was feeling better because the more people we spend time with one-on-one the closer we get to the street performer leaving and me not having to do something crazy. Which at the moment, was what I wanted. We sit down with this older lady and before we say anything she says, “I need prayer”. We are like OK!!! That was easy. She started telling us about conflict in her family. She sleeps in her house but leaves and spends the day out because there’s so much conflict. We prayed and she said she started to actually feel peace. So, we continued talking with her and discovered that she was Catholic (which here in Brazil is VERY different then Catholicism in the States). She had never accepted Jesus as her Savior and ultimately had never been told about salvation through Jesus. We explained why she felt peace (the Holy Spirit) and shared the Good News with her and that’s when she decided that Jesus was what she wanted. And she was saved! It was such an incredible moment! We were all crying and rejoicing and hugging and truly in awe of what God was doing.
So, in the mean time the street performance didn’t end. There were even more people! My heart began beating through the front of my chest. I was incredibly nervous and there was no getting out of it. We joined the crowd of people and, no joke, in less than a minute the street performer starts calling me out of the crowd and picking on me. I start looking at the girls who were with me because I was barely understanding what he was saying. They began nudging me and said, “Brittany, this is your open door. We can ask him if you can say something”. So, the next time he circled back to pick on me they asked if I could “give a word from America”. So, here we are… Hundreds of people. No translator. My heart beating through the front of my chest. And this man just told everyone that I was going to give a word from America…
It started like this, “Hello, my name is Brittany. I’m from America.” Awkward Pause. I SERIOUSLY DID NOT KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING OR WHAT I WAS GOING TO DO! Though now I know this is the best place for us to be, because that is when Holy Spirit completely took over. I was shaking and began shouting, “Who here is sick and needs healing?” Silence. No one raises their hands and they’re all just staring at me. So, I started again, “Who here is sick and needs healing. Raise your hand!” (Thinking ,’Maybe because I didn’t tell them to raise their hand is why no one is responding.’) Again, no one. Blank stares. Heart pounding. I start giving words of knowledge. I don’t remember what they all were but I was asking the crowd if they had headaches, back pain, etc. One hand went up. YES! So one of the girls with me went to that person and began ministering to them. Then, the street performer looked at me and said, “You know 80% of the people in Brazil are sick. It’s a fact.” So, I have no clue what the statistic is really… But, I say, “Do you hear that? 80% of Brazil is sick so don’t lie, raise your hand if you have any form of sickness.” No one. Then the street performer says to me, “I have pain in my back.” I say, “Really? You have pain right now?” He said, “Yes, I’ve had it for years and it never really goes away.” So with out even thinking… (Truly I believe this was all the Holy Spirit because even as I write this I think about how crazy it is) I put my hand on his shoulder and again shouting say, “ In the name of Jesus be healed. In Jesus name be healed. May the Holy Spirit touch you right now and heal you.” I stop and look at him. I’m shaking. I ask him, “Can you try and do something that you’ve never been able to do before without being in pain?” He starts stretching and moving around. He looks at me and says, “I can’t believe it, almost all the pain is gone. “ So I tell him to tell the crowd what He is feeling and he does. They are all just staring. If you could’ve seen his face… He was shocked. He told me he still had a little bit of pain. So, again, I laid my hand on his shoulder and started declaring healing and the Kingdom of Heaven over him. This time, he was completely healed, and shocked that he was healed. He told the whole crowd that he was healed and continued moving in ways that he couldn’t move before.
Then, Holy Spirit yet again was completely in control. I (He) began preaching. I shared the Gospel-The Good News. At this point many people were coming to the three of us wanting prayer. And, I don’t remember all that I said, but I know that I shared about salvation and the love God had for His children. That He wanted to touch each one, and heal each one. I can’t give you an exact number for the amount of people we prayed for but, every person that we prayed for was healed; and, every person that we prayed for who wasn’t already saved, received salvation. People came to us crying about how touched they felt. There were people truly with no hope that were given hope. There were people who’s hearts and bodies needed healing and were healed. There were people who had never received salvation and were saved. Truly, we were where Holy Spirit wanted us, and encountering the people whom He wanted us to encounter.
After all of this, I cried my eyes out. The movement of God was so powerful. I was in awe and still am. He knew exactly what He was doing when He was speaking to us during our time of prayer. And, we all heard from Him! We listened and we went and all of the crazy things I saw in my prayer time I encountered in that plaza. That day changed my life forever. Things happened that day that I can’t put into words. This is just a tiny bit of what God is doing here. He is so good! Step out in faith today. Ask Him who He wants you to encounter. And, always remember, God won’t give you a mission that you cannot accomplish, because with Him ALL things are possible, even preaching in the street of a foreign country, with no translator, no plan completely relying on the Holy Spirit.