I would like to encourage anyone to explore how the Holy Spirit was
actively involved in the Old Testament. Even in the Old Testament, God's
Holy Spirit was healing people, even those who didn't know God.
Take for example, Naaman, a commander of the army of the King of Aram.
He was victorious in his endeavors, but had one serious problem: he had
leprosy. In those days people shunned those who had leprosy. Hope was an
illusion!
He had a young Jewish slave in his service, however,
and she tried to encourage her mistress to send her husband to the
prophet Elisha, who was ardent to serve and was a firm believer that our
Father is a healer.
Naaman asked permission from his king to
visit Elisha, and upon his arrival, Elisha sent a servant and ordered
Naaman: "Go, wash yourself seven times in the Jordan, and your flesh
will be restored and you will be cleansed." (2 Kgs 5:10, NIV2)
Naaman was a proud man, and he didn't take these orders kindly. He
shouted: "'I thought that he would surely come out to me and stand and
call on the name of the LORD his God, wave his hand over the spot and
cure me of my leprosy. Are not Abana and Pharpar, the rivers of
Damascus, better than all the waters of Israel? Couldn't I wash in them
and be cleansed?' So he turned and went off in a rage." (2 Kgs 5:11-12,
NIV2)
Too often we forget that God can heal in multiple ways.
There is no one method of healing. God is our Healer! It's also true
that servants are sometimes wiser than those they serve. "Naaman's
servants went to him and said, 'My father, if the prophet had told you
to do some great thing, would you not have done it? How much more, then,
when he tells you, "Wash and be cleansed!"'" (2 Kgs 5:13, NIV2)
What did Naaman have to lose? If he returned in his own country, he
would be shunned because of his leprosy, so he did the unthinkable: he
did what Elisha told him to do. Every time he washed himself, the more
his skin became restored, and after the seventh time, he was completely
healed. Now he knew that there was a God in Israel who could heal! There
was no doubt about it. His healing proved there was a God who cared!
If God healed in the Old Testament, how much more will He perform
miracles in our day and age. After all, His Son, Jesus, has given His
life for us so that we could be healed as well as saved: "But he was
pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the
punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are
healed." (Isa 53:5, NIV2) Why should we be astonished that healing is a
reality in the New Testament, and even in 2017. Just like Naaman
however, we need faith, and we need to be obedient. He almost missed his
healing by refusing to dip himself in the Jordan.
Human wisdom is
lacking when compared to God's wisdom! The following true story written
by Rolland Baker illustrates this quite clearly...
The rivers of
central Mozambique continue to rise, cutting many thousands of our own
church members off from food supplies and medical help. Upstream dams
are being opened up to prevent them from overflowing and breaking. The
rains continue, and now again Mozambique's government is helpless
without international assistance.
Challenges to our faith in
Jesus do not stop. Last week, even as we received daily reports of
desperation from the flooded north, a terrible outbreak of cholera hit
our center at Zimpeto near the capital city of Maputo. We now think the
cholera was introduced by contaminated food brought in to a wedding in
our church. The disease is wildly contagious, and within days we had
taken 70 children, pastors and workers to a special cholera hospital in
town. This is actually a big tent, strictly quarantined, filled with
"cholera tables," bare wood beds with a hole in each and buckets
underneath for nonstop diarrhea and vomiting. Every patient was on a IV
drip.
Many have died in this emergency hospital. Maputo's health
officials were terrified of a city-wide epidemic. Maputo's Director of
Health put her finger in Heidi's face and told her, "You will be
responsible for killing half of Maputo!" Every day health officials came
to our center, desperately trying to identify the source of the cholera
and contain its spread. Soon the city police were involved, intent on
shutting down our entire center and ministry. For days nothing seemed to
help. We were washing and disinfecting everything. Our trucks were
making hospital runs day and night. Our own clinic was filled with
children on Ivs. Our staff was completely exhausted.
Only Heidi
was allowed to visit the tent hospital. Every day she would go in and
spend hours and hours with our kids, holding them, soaking them in
prayer, declaring that they would live and not die. They vomited on her,
covered her with filth, and slowly grew weaker. Many were on the edge of
death, their eyes sunken and rolling back. The doctors were shocked by
her lack of concern for herself, and were certain she would die along
with many of our children.
Our stress level was the highest ever.
We remembered how we had been evicted from our first center in early
1997, and we just couldn't take that again. We had been preaching
salvation and deliverance with all our hearts to these children we had
rescued out of the streets and dump, and now they were slipping away
right in front of us. Twenty of our pastors from the north were also in
the tent and dying. Some of our weaker pastors desperately wanted to go
home, certain that they would all die if they stayed with us. Heidi and
I were ready yet again to quit if God did not do something.
But
during all of this the Holy Spirit kept falling on our meetings. Again
and again all visitors would come to Jesus and hungrily drink in His
Presence. A strong spirit of intercession came over our stronger
pastors, who would pray all hours, not only for our cholera victims, but
for the suffering of the whole nation. Intercessory prayer groups in the
U.S. and Canada, and around the world began to pray intensely for us.
Three days ago our entire future in Mozambique was in question. No
one had any more answers. Our weakness was complete. Then some of our
children began coming home from the hospital, even as others were being
taken there. And then there were no more new cases. Extraordinary. And
then yesterday everyone was home! Just like that, the cholera is gone.
And Heidi is fine.
The doctors and nurses at the hospital are in
a state of shock and wonder. The Director of Health again put a finger
in Heidi's face: "You! This is God! The only reason you got through this
was God! You and dozens of these children should be dead!" Eight of the
medical staff there want to work with us now. "This is miraculous! You
know God! We've never seen God do anything like this. We've never seen
such love! We don't want to work here anymore. We want to work with
you!" And so they will.
Several visitors to our center who came
down with cholera did die after returning to their huts and refusing to
go to the hospital. And we heard that one of our pastors had died, but
that report turned out to be mistaken. We did not lose a single person
who lives with us at Zimpeto.
So in a matter of days our worst
crisis ever has turned into a wave of peace and joy at our center. Last
night we worshiped to all hours, beholding His beauty in our hearts and
enjoying His company. Our pastors and children are laughing and filled
with excitement. What about the flooding up north? What about our
thousands who are sick and haven't eaten in weeks? We don't know what
exactly Jesus is going to do through us yet, but our faith level has
grown to new heights. May we trust Him always, and see Him glorified
with our own eyes as we walk with Him even in the valley of the shadow
of death. May you be encouraged too, and join us in serving the King!
Thanks to Rolland Baker and Iris Global.
Http://www.irisglobal.org/news/newsletters/view/dangerous-cholera-outbreak-gods-response
Nothing is too hard for our Heavenly Father! Do we truly believe
this!
Rob Chaffart