Night Strike Friday February 13, 2010

Another beautiful evening in the city. Morgan and I drove in together so it was great catching up with him. Morgan and I arrived around 8:30-ish. Leah and Elyssa were on the seen.

One of our long time Night Strike friends was waiting for us too. Demons attack him in his sleep and sometimes he sees them during the day. He has been fighting a long up hill battle and winning. I sent out the Night Strike teams into the streets so Elyssa, Leah and I could minister and pray with him. Each time we pray with him he gets stronger in battling his demons and is making progress. Some battles are slow and long fought but the victories are many.

Ellen and her team went out to Market St and Bob Johnson and his son Nash went out with that team. Ellen posted her teams testimony for the evening previous to this one on the Facebook Night Strike fan page.

Bill Boehner with Andrea and Tim took their team out to the Tenderloin district. I didn't return in time to catch up with them before they left. Bill or Andrea will most likely post the team testimony.

After Leah, Elyssa and I prayed for our friend who was in the spiritual fight, we headed out to Polk St. with Morgan. We had four people on our team, with this particular ministry the team needs to be small in number.

On our walk, we found Ken, one of the men on streets the Polk St team has be-friended. Elyssa and Leah have a really good relationship with Ken. When we found Ken he was lying on the ground with some nasty leg shaking. He was suffering from withdrawl from alcohol and he was trying to go sober. Morgan, Leah, Elyssa and I all prayed to attack and bind the spirit that was giving Ken his shakes. His legs calmed down and the spirit shot up his legs, around his back and to his spine. The team received word of knowledge of what the root cause was. Ken at the moment was processing the information from God. It was the information I believe was dead on from the Holy Spirit and Ken didn't want to deal with it. During this time the spirit didn't come off Ken's back. Which led me to believe the word of knowledge we were receiving was accurate. Ken had to deal with the word we all received. The Holy Spirit is gentle with His children so I was given word of knowledge about Ken's mother be a loving and praying mother. We spent a good amount of time ministering to Ken. He was definitely better and his legs were not shaking violently like when we found him.

We moved on to Polk St to the location where prostitutes and strippers tend to congregate. Our first encounter was with a transvestite, who recognized us as Christians who frequent these streets. She approached us, talk about the strange open heaven we have in San Francisco! Then she openly engaged in dialogue. A year ago we were like an untouchable class with these people. They wouldn't stop and talk with us. Leah gave her a rose and we gave a blessing as the woman walked off.

We arrived at our one corner that has a lot of traffic with prostitutes, and strip club dancers. Total open heaven favor on this street corner. This open heaven wasn't always here like this. I remember a year ago how these conversations just didn't happen and there was a disdain in the streets for our presence at this spot.

We were at our spot a mere few seconds when two woman, who appeared to be partners, walked past us heading for a strip club. Leah handed out a rose to one of the women for Valentine's Day. The woman thought we were selling roses and refused. Leah told the woman it was free. The woman gave Leah a strange look, and asked her what the 'catch' was. Leah said there was no catch. And the woman took the rose.

At that moment, there was total favor! God told me to tell her she sees colors around other people. I heard the message loud and clear so I told the woman what I heard from the Holy Spirit. The woman looked at me with a strange stare on her face. I think she was trying to see if she knew me from somewhere. Then responded, “How did you know that? It's a confirmation for me.” She was completely puzzled. God told me to not withhold the fact that we are Christians to her. I smiled and asked her if she really wanted to know how I knew that about her. She was dumbfounded. I told her, “God is talking to me now. He told me to tell you that you see colors.” The woman made a comment that led us to believe she was a practicing wiccan. Now most Christians here will freak. I gave a witch a confirmation on something she was praying for. Did her confirmation come from the enemy, No. It came from a Christian as she was dumbfounded. God bested her witch friends and she now knows God hears her prayers. Even though she is broadcasting on the wrong channel. And she gave me her name. Now we have favor when we return and see her again I can share with her more as the Holy Spirit directs. Word of knowledge leaves more questions than answers in people. Sometimes people need to go away and process. The key is to listen to the Holy Spirit. At this time, God delivered the message, “I hear your prayers.”

We were able to hand out several roses at the club before it was time to move on. On this block, some spirits detect our presence right off the bat. And we see people who don't even consciously see us move far away as the spirits high tail it out of there. It's interesting to watch. It's also nice to see we don't encounter too many confrontational spirits here at this location anymore.

That was it for Night Strike. I did get to catch up with Dennis, our preacher on the streets. He is making a documentary about his efforts to build recognition for the lives of homeless people who perished on the streets. Dennis is the man how identifies homeless people for police when they pass away. He wants to make sure they weren't John or Jane Does. An interesting man to talk to.

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