Monday, June 28, 2010
I was at some church. All the people looked the same and dressed the same. They all appeared to be asleep or zombies. I decided to fly and see if I could wake them. I flew up to the ceiling and walked upside down but none moved. I was frustrated thinking what an incredible miracle I am showing them but they cant see it. I flew back down and saw a man with a twisted foot and felt compassion on him. I prayed for him and he was instantly healed. The people started to wake up and come over to see the miracle. They seemed astonished and the color started coming back into them.
The flying part has to do with walking by faith which no-one is really doing in North America anymore. The only thing that will wake the sleeping church are the creative miracles that are coming. EJ Ouellette