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Bible Study in Quincy

On a crisp evening in the city of Quincy, nestled along the mighty Mississippi River, a small group gathered for their weekly Bible study. The meeting took place in a cozy space above a mom-and-pop bookstore in the heart of the historic downtown. The streets below bustled with life—diners savoring meals at the Riverside Grill, couples strolling along the picturesque riverfront, and friends laughing outside atmospheric bars and lounges. Inside, however, the focus was set on something eternal: God’s Word.

Leading the group was Violet, a woman known for her wisdom and unwavering faith. She had a heart for teaching the Scriptures and helping others understand the nature of God. That evening, she introduced the topic: The Unchanging Will of God and Faith for Healing.

God’s Will Does Not Change

Violet opened her Bible and read James 1:17: “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” She paused, allowing the words to sink in.

“God is the same yesterday, today, and forever,” she said, looking around the room. “That means His will for us doesn’t change. If He was a healer in the past, He is a healer today.”

The group nodded, taking in the message. One of the members, John, a local fisherman who often kayaked on the Mississippi, raised his hand. “But why do some people say that healing was only for biblical times?”

Violet smiled. “Good question. But think about this—if healing was only for the past, that would mean God’s love and power were also limited to the past. But we see throughout Scripture that God’s character remains the same. Jesus healed the sick wherever He went, and He never refused anyone who came to Him in faith.”

She turned to Matthew 8:2-3: “A man with leprosy came and knelt before him and said, ‘Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean.’ Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man. ‘I am willing,’ he said. ‘Be clean!’ Immediately he was cleansed of his leprosy.”

Violet closed her Bible and looked at the group. “Jesus didn’t hesitate. He didn’t say, ‘Maybe.’ He said, ‘I am willing.’ That same willingness is true today.”

Faith Brings Healing

The discussion turned to faith. Could a person’s belief truly bring about healing? To illustrate, Violet shared a story from Mark 5:25-34, the account of the woman with the issue of blood.

“This woman had suffered for twelve years. Doctors couldn’t help her. She had every reason to give up, but she heard about Jesus. And what did she do? She pushed through the crowd, believing that if she just touched His garment, she would be healed. And what happened?”

“She was healed,” a woman named Sarah whispered, her eyes shining.

“Yes!” Violet exclaimed. “And what did Jesus say? ‘Daughter, your faith has healed you.’

The room fell silent as the weight of the words settled over them. Faith was not passive—it was active.

John leaned forward. “So, you’re saying that faith is a key to receiving healing?”

“Absolutely,” Violet affirmed. “Hebrews 11:6 tells us that ‘without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.’ Faith isn’t just believing God exists—it’s believing He still moves in our lives.”

Applying Faith in Everyday Life

Violet encouraged the group to share how they could apply faith for healing in their own lives.

Sarah spoke first. “I’ve been struggling with migraines for years. I’ve prayed, but maybe I haven’t truly believed that God wants to heal me.”

Violet nodded. “Faith isn’t hoping something might happen. It’s being confident in what God has already promised.”

An older gentleman named Robert, who used to work at the historic Dick Brothers Brewery District, added, “I’ve always prayed for others to be healed, but never for myself. Maybe I need to trust that God cares about my health too.”

“Yes,” Violet said, “Healing isn’t just for others—it’s for you.”

Closing in Prayer

As the evening drew to a close, Violet led the group in prayer. “Father, we thank You for Your unchanging will. You are our healer, the same today as You were in the past. We choose to believe in Your Word and trust in Your love. Strengthen our faith, and may we see Your healing power in our lives.”

As the group dispersed, some headed to grab a late-night bite at Seoul 2 Soul Bistro, while others lingered to discuss what they had learned. But one thing was certain—faith had been stirred in their hearts that night in Quincy, and lives were beginning to change.

The Healing Power of Faith in Early 20th Century Los Angeles

Los Angeles in the early 20th century was a city on the rise, teeming with opportunity and a blend of cultures. Among the waves of new arrivals was McPherson, a fiery preacher with a unique gift. She claimed to have been personally healed through faith in 1909 when her broken foot was miraculously mended. This experience, she said, opened her eyes to the healing power of God.

By 1916, her reputation was growing. During a revival in New York, she prayed over a woman in advanced stages of rheumatoid arthritis, and the woman reportedly walked out of the church without crutches. These moments cemented McPherson as a leading figure in faith healing. By 1919, she had moved her ministry to Los Angeles, drawing tens of thousands to her services. Her mother joined her on tour after her husband Harold left, unwilling to endure the nomadic lifestyle.

McPherson’s Los Angeles revivals became legendary, combining heartfelt sermons with dramatic healings. One attendee remarked that the power in the room was “like nothing this city’s ever seen.” Over time, she transitioned away from regular faith-healing events but still scheduled monthly sessions that remained popular until her death.

Los Angeles, already buzzing with ambition and creativity, embraced McPherson’s blend of showmanship and spiritual fervor. The city became the perfect backdrop for her ministry and, later, the home of writers Kevin and Tania.

Kevin, Tania, and Daisy

Kevin and Tania, a married couple from Brisbane, had recently moved to Los Angeles. Kevin was writing a novel set in the 1920s, inspired by McPherson’s larger-than-life presence, while Tania was working on a mystery novel. They lived near Echo Park, where McPherson had once preached to overflowing crowds at Angelus Temple.

The couple often spent afternoons with Daisy, a local healer with a ministry reminiscent of McPherson’s early days. Daisy’s calm demeanor and sharp insights made her a beloved figure in the community. She believed deeply in the power of faith and often cited McPherson as an inspiration.

One sunny afternoon, Daisy met with two curious locals, Trent and Lisa, at a café in Echo Park. Lisa was a quick thinker, always asking probing questions, while Trent took longer to process ideas.

“So, healing,” Lisa said, leaning forward. “You really believe it works?”

Daisy nodded. “It’s not about what I believe. It’s about what God can do. Faith is the connection.”

Lisa tilted her head. “But what if someone doesn’t have faith?”

“Faith can start small,” Daisy said. “Like a mustard seed. Even doubt can be the beginning of belief.”

Trent frowned. “I’ve got plenty of doubt. Does that count?”

“It’s a start,” Daisy replied with a smile. “Doubt means you’re thinking, and that’s better than giving up.”

Lisa leaned back in her chair, considering Daisy’s words. “What about people who aren’t healed? Doesn’t that mean it doesn’t work?”

Daisy shook her head. “Not at all. Sometimes healing isn’t what we expect. And sometimes it’s about timing. The gardener knows when the fruit is ripe, even if we don’t.”

An Unexpected Call

As the conversation unfolded, Daisy’s phone buzzed. She excused herself and stepped outside.

The call was from her sister, who had news about Roberta, a young woman Daisy had been praying for. Roberta had been battling a serious illness, but her condition had taken an unexpected turn.

“She’s improving,” her sister said. “The doctors don’t understand it, but she’s getting better every day.”

Daisy closed her eyes, a smile spreading across her face. “That’s wonderful news. Sometimes, faith does what medicine can’t explain.”

Returning to the table, Daisy shared the update. Lisa smiled, genuinely pleased, while Trent looked skeptical.

“Sounds like luck,” Trent said.

“Maybe,” Daisy replied calmly. “Or maybe it’s something more.”

Kevin and Tania, sitting nearby, overheard the exchange. Tania looked at Kevin, her eyes sparkling with an idea.

“Sounds like the kind of story your novel needs,” she said.

Kevin grinned. “Maybe Daisy can be my historical consultant.”

Daisy laughed. “Only if I get royalties.”

As the group settled back into their conversation, the energy of Los Angeles swirled around them. The city, like faith itself, was a place of endless possibilities, where even skeptics like Trent could find themselves believing in something greater than luck.

David and Abigail Story

Imagine a world where children wouldn’t know the feel of a gasoline pump, where cars hum with electric hearts and the air we breathe is cleaner than it’s been in generations.
This is the future many envision, a future birthed out of obedience and a leap of faith.
Just as our world is transforming, so too are we called to step into new realms of our destinies.

In this very hour, the Lord is calling each of us.
He hears the echoes of our prayers, sees the struggles we face, and whispers invitations to obedience.
The path may seem unclear, the waters untamed, but remember the story of David and Abigail in 1 Samuel 26.
David, on the cusp of vengeance, saw his heart softened by Abigail’s faith.
And the Lord, seeing the faithfulness of many daughters of God, is poised to shower great rewards upon us.

Just as Jesus offered forgiveness and restoration to the woman caught in adultery, so too does He stand ready to repair our souls.
When we say “Lord,” we invite His authority into every corner of our lives, not just in the pews but in the storms and within our very bodies.
Would your lamp of faith be brimming or burning low?
Do not fear, for He will replenish our oil, mend our hearts, and fill us with His healing anointing.

We may, like my parents in their youth, cling to familiar structures and outdated views.
But the world, like Jesus calming the waves, is changing with divine authority.
We must choose:
to cling to the past or surrender to the new. In this surrender, we find not sickness but vibrant life, not isolation but deep community.

John the Baptist, the last of the old prophets, paved the way for Jesus.
Now, the Lord is gathering us, His daughters, into a tapestry of “oneness.”
Within this community, we find our tribe, our sisters in faith, where support flourishes and burdens are shared. Just as Jesus multiplied the loaves and fishes, so too will He amplify our talents and resources when we come together in love.

Remember, you are not just qualified, you are chosen!
Our ancestors had abundant water, yet some hoarded while others thirsted.
Let us not repeat their mistake.
Let us share the blessings we receive, letting His love, like a never-dying fire, illuminate our lives and touch the lives of others.

And lastly, hear this: “Your children are coming with you!”
The Lord holds a special place in His heart for families and for the next generation.
As we step into obedience, remember, we do so not just for ourselves but for the children who will inherit this new world.

This is the moment we’ve been asking for, the answer to our prayers.
Let us awaken the full potential of Christ’s sacrifice, embracing the outpouring of grace, increase, and wholeness that awaits us.
Together, let us be the changemakers, the light bearers, the community that shapes this new world with faith, obedience, and unwavering love.

Gather close, for the Holy Spirit whispers on the wind, and His message carries the weight of hope and change.
We stand upon a precipice, a moment where the fog of uncertainty clings heavy, yet within it, glimmers the promise of a dawn unlike any before.

Remember the tale of two communities, one bathed in the bounty of free-flowing water, the other parched beneath the grip of authority’s tight fist.
Such injustice echoes still in our world, where resources are hoarded and blessings withheld.

Yes, the fog obscures our path, shrouding us in doubt and despair.
But let us not succumb to its suffocating embrace.
For within the fog resides a fire, a divine spark waiting to be kindled.
Continue to wait, brothers and sisters, on the Lord’s grand design.
His “pulling this off” will be a glorious spectacle, an outpouring of grace beyond our wildest dreams.

Arise, beloveds, and claim your portion!
We are not meant to live watered down, our passions muted, our gifts hidden.
He declares, “No longer will you water yourself down!
No longer will you limit your holy fire, your creativity, your very essence to fit in, to shrink for the comfort of others.
You were BORN to STAND OUT!”

Feel the flames lick at your insecurities, your fear of man. His love brands you anew, a baptism of fire that empowers you to burn brightly, to defy the shadows.
Come out of the contained places, within and without!
Let your ROAR ascend, a powerful chorus of His daughters awakening.

He says, “There is a new roar of authority that is rising up in My people all across the world.
Deeper encounters are coming, igniting the ROAR that I have placed within them.”
You, my sisters, are chosen vessels, entrusted with a voice that cannot be silenced.
He will place you in positions of influence, strategic platforms from which to unleash His love and power, to challenge injustice with the righteous fury of a lioness protecting her cubs.

We are not earning our place in this new dawn, we are claiming it by birth-right.
You are not just beneficiaries of the New Covenant, you are family, brothers and sisters of Christ.
He whispers, “You not only became the brother or sister of Jesus, but through the Holy Spirit, you became joint heirs with Christ, a child of God, and, if a child, then also an heir through God!”

Let us roar then, with the voice of angels and the fire of the righteous.
Let the world tremble at the sound of your awakening, let injustice crumble before your united might.
Remember, this is not just your song, this is His symphony, composed in love, orchestrated by grace, and conducted by the Holy Spirit.
So raise your voices, and let your ROAR RESOUND!

 

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