Good Afternoon Girls!  Yesterday when I dropped Thomas off at pre school one of the moms asked me if I thought her daughter felt feverish.  Kyra turned to look at me and her face was all flushed and blotchy and her eyes were a little red.  She did in fact feel warm.  The teacher suggested they go to the nurse and check to see if she had a temp before she went into the classroom.  As they turned to go downstairs I grabbed Kyra by the shoulders and said "In Jesus' name you are healed and the fever is gone".  I waited for them to come back.  Kyra came walking up the stairs, her face was normal color and her temp was 97!  She hugged mom good bye and ran off to the classroom.  I thanked the Lord for his healing and went on my way.
When I returned to school to pick Thomas up the teacher said Thomas seemed quiet and she thought he felt warm.  He had also complained of a stomach ache.  She felt him again and said he felt even warmer than when she felt him 45 minutes earlier.  I had to hold back my laughter, knowing they would find it inappropriate.  The would not see the humor in it.  I however, saw it for what it was.  It was the devil, overplaying his hand.....again.  I'm sure he did not like it when I laid hands on sweet Kyra with confidence and boldness.  I'm sure he is quite shaken by the events that are occurring at our church right now.  He knows something that a lot of Christians have forgotten.....he knows that when we exercise our full authority as children of the Most High God, there is nothing he can do to stop us from performing the same miracles and wonders that we read about in the New Testament.  I think the devil is more nervous now than he has ever been.  I picture him pacing, swearing, and saying "No!  NOOOOOOOOO!...they finally get it.  They are realizing their power.  They are no longer believing my lies.  They fully understand that I am under their feet.  Now what do I do?".  Then he snickers and says "I know.  I will hit her a little closer to home.  I'll see how much she believes in her anointing when I strike her own son!".
I laid hands on Thomas at school and headed for home.  By the time we got home his fever was 103.3.  Was I rattled?  NO!  I laughed again thinking "really!?  Is this supposed to rattle me?  Am I now supposed to doubt what happened earlier?  Was it a fluke?  Should I be scared?  Am I to consider myself warned?".  Whether the healing manifested right there, or later, I still claimed his healing. 
There was however another issue.  I had agreed to watch my friends 2 kids for the day.  It's one of those times when you can drive yourself a little crazy trying to think the "right way".  I mean, I believed Thomas was healed, but at the same time, I felt the need to address the current reality of the situation.  "Am I out of faith to tell my friend she should see if she can find a back up plan?  Am I out of faith to say her kids may get sick?"  In the past that line of thinking would have brought me down the road of  "you don't really believe in healing do you?".  But this time was different.  I admit at first I wasn't comfortable with the situation, but by bedtime, even though Thomas was still at 103.3, I believed watching the kids was fine. 
The night went fine, though I admit I was up at 4:30 digging in the closet for our nebulizer because his breathing seemed labored.  I had it out "just in case".  He has had respiratory problems in the past, and I wanted to make sure I was ready in case the devil decided to "kick it up a notch".  I laid hands on him and again thanked the Lord for ministering and healing him.  He slept for 12 hours, not waking up once!
So how is he?  He's running around with his friends, healed and whole and wild as ever!  If you saw him you would never believe that 12 hours ago he had a high fever and didn't even want to stop at the dollar store (a sure sign that he was sick!).
So Girls, don't let the devil take away what is rightfully yours.  Don't let him take your joy, your peace, or your feeling of contentment.  Don't be afraid when he retaliates against your victory.  For the one thing you can always count on when it comes to his plan of attack.....he always.....always.....overplays his hand!  A sure sign that he is in fact feeling the heat (quite literally) of those who are reclaiming what has been rightfully ours for 2 thousand years!  He operates out of a spirit of fear.   We on the only hand, well you know it Girls.....

2 Timothy 1:7 For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self discipline (and our power shall no longer be underestimated)

Love you all you mighty warriors-
Jen