Toward the end of our time in Kenya, a few people from my team, including myself, decided to go worship in the dining hall of the boarding school where we were staying. The kids had gone back to their homes earlier that day so the large room was all ours and the acoustics were outstanding! We got lost in the echoes of a guitar and our voices, singing to the Lord. Towards the end two of the school staff members came in and joined us. We savored God’s glory and His presence together in that room. After singing, one of the staff members asked us to pray for her. She told us she was struggling with an addiction. When she told us the addiction was to sugar, I laughed a little inside as I was expecting something much more intense. But I was touched by her child-like heart and hunger for complete freedom. She told us she couldn’t stop eating these little white candies, which were basically straight sugar. She would compulsively eat 20 of them in just a couple of minutes.
She didn’t appear to be unhealthy but she said she noticed her teeth were getting weak and she was deeply concerned about the direction things were going with it. She hated the control the substance had over her.
We prayed and when I put my hands to her head, she dropped to the ground hard! Her eyes were closed but fortunately a young woman on our team was standing close enough to brace her fall enough to keep her from being injured. When she came back to herself shortly after the fall, she said she felt a lot of peace, and felt free from the addiction!
She threw out what she had left of the candy and joyfully walked off to bed. I saw her a few days later and she told me she was free from the addiction!
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