Spiritual things have been moving at such a rapid pace through September and October that it almost seems like a Holy Ghost blur to Lori and me. Right now, I am sitting at the very spot where a written declaration, prayer of petition, and requisition was poured out over your life in the spirit yesterday. We love you so much. I was awakened this morning before daylight, and the Lord told me to come to the spot where declaration was made for you yesterday. He made it very clear that I was to write to you from here. You are not alone in your faith quest for your destiny on Earth, and it is happening. The Heavenly Hosts (including angels and the cloud of witnesses) are moving at an end-time speed to bring the necessary harvests into our hands. It was said by one of our leaders yesterday in the gathering of the assembly, “We have to harvest harvesters!” The harvesters are gathering, and we have to harvest the harvesters for this end-time world assignment. YOU, Child of God, are a harvester! You were born and anointed for this hour. Surely there is a breakthrough miracle harvest for your life.
I remember in the very early days of our marriage when Lori and I were still in school preparing for future ministry. We were in need of a breakthrough manifestation concerning a satanic attack against my physical body. I was still playing college baseball, and I began to notice some significant pain in the heel of my foot. As time passed, the pain continued to increase, and I examined my foot to see if anything obvious was the cause. I thought at first it was just a deep bruise. Then after a while, a dark spot began to appear which progressed over time to an open sore on the bottom of my heel. It measured about 1/4 to 3/8 inch in diameter and was growing deeper with more pronounced pain. The decaying flesh made it obvious that this was becoming a very serious situation.
Though I was young in the Lord and in ministry, I had a revelation of our healing covenant, and what it cost Heaven to purchase it through Jesus’ blood. Therefore, I had made a vow to resist sickness and disease on the same level I would resist sin. So we made our stand. For seven months, several times a day, while in the shower or putting on my shoes, as pain shot from my heel through the top of my head, I declared, “Jesus, this must have been what it felt like on Your heel when it was bruised as You crushed satan’s head!”