I think the hardest day for me in the process was the first time out. I didn't really have a clue what would happen and my 13 yr old and her friend were in the group. Taylor told me if anyone asked "I was her distant relative from Turkey." I was feeling self-conscious and a bit afraid that God would not tangibly show up. My kids hear me talk about how God whispers to us all the time but I felt sort of put on the spot and performance pressure. I held onto the mustard seed of faith I possessed for that afternoon and I am so glad that I did.
First time we ran through the hearing exercise, the girls were distracted and did the whole "What did you hear? Nothing" routine through the group. We also had a few girls who had many details about where they thought we were to go. I dragged them off to a quiet spot in the nursery and helped them get still before God. They asked for places to go and sensed a huge white building, like a hospital with a cross. One girl saw the colors pink and blue and a newborn nursery. A girl said there was a grassy area with a fence and orange flowers. The people they felt they were to find were stressed out new parents, newborn baby girl, woman in jeans and purple shirt with financial problems and fear. They were to encourage the people and tell them God loves them.
We discerned Mercy Hospital maternity ward and jumped in the van with 16 girls. I felt like we were to buy baby supplies at Meijer, but we decided to skip it until we found actual needs to meet with the 130 bucks they had to give away. We went up to the ward and God gave us favor with the charge nurse who connected us with the free clinic in the basement of the hospital. She started to tear up when she told them that a poor woman named Ronda, 9 months pregnant had just prayed out loud for God to send angels to help her. Her car broke down in the hospital lot, she was from Ghana and had no way home to Forest Park.
We ran into a lady in purple and prayed for her troubles and then the girls went in to pray with Ronda. They decided that we should drive her home and stop at Meijer to buy diapers and baby supplies with their money. The girls were so excited that the God of the universe heard Ronda's prayer and sent them to be her angels and provide practical demonstrations of His BIG love. It reaffirmed to me that His whispers are continual if I choose to tune in to the HS frequency and it was great for my daughter to be a part of this spiritual scagenger hunt and see Him operate to bless Ronda. It was an extraordinary time !
