GVetn
Disciple of Prayer
The above four categories (plus adding on the category of mental) are all inter-linked. My story is much longer than I want it to be but begins with a 1982 missionary trip to Lebanon only because I loved both Jesus and people enough to be a missionary/international war relief worker in Lebanon to begin with. All went well (as well as any kind of ministry can go in a recent war zone and currently very active spiritual warfare zone) until about December 7, 1982. The ministry I was with, George Otis, Sr's High Adventure/Lebanon Aid was slowly, but surely, helping to evangelize and re-build the lives of 40,000 Lebanese war refugees. In the middle of a freezing cold night in a bombed-out house in early December, I woke up with a jolt as if something had invaded me about eye-level. This was the beginning of 90 non-stop days of intense head pressure, pain and heat as well as strange and frequent green and yellow auras. By the time this very rare, destructive and demonic process (neurologists could never diagnose any organic brain disease) ended back home in Arizona in March of 1983), the person I was before the Lebanon trip was totally vaporized mentally. To this day, 33 years later, I have absolutely zero long-term/pictorial memory of any of my life or anything else and for at least ten years, this 140 IQ Journalism grad could not form coherent sentences, think, remember or function at human level mentally in any way. Three mainly very small prayer fellowships prayed me through to some short and fragile periods of more mental presence/creative mental healing from the huge collision of demons and drugs for bi-polar in Lebanon in 1982, with the last time being in 1989. Even though it continues to be constantly living with an impossible to describe daily mental hell, I have managed to come back to something of a normal life. Since 1990, non-stop work as different types of CNA care-giving ending as a federal government CNA just two years ago. I have not seen a still-needed major creative mental healing prayer breakthrough since 1989. This mental condition directly related to my 1982 missionary trip, is way too big and basic for me to deal with by myself and a prayed-through healing breakthrough would make for the best holiday season (or any type of season) since 1989. This strange mental state has made me feel alone in a crowd and alone in the universe since Lebanon first hit me like a hundred spiritual atomic bombs a lifetime ago way back in 1982. Matthew Five says, "Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy." I have been merciful and personally helped tens of thousands of very hurting people before, during and since Lebanon, 1982 and after 26 more years of living with what an animal wouldn't be allowed to live with for even three weeks, would someone(s)please ask God for guidance and words of knowledge for how to deal with this very unusual creative healing challenge and just pray me through. It would open up my life and ministries in unimaginable ways. I would even enjoy being out in public and even going to church again and not feel like a very public leper with this ever-present mental condition. Thank You and Merry Christmas!