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	<title>Comments on: The Budding Prophetess</title>
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	<description>Didn't our hearts burn within us?</description>
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		<title>By: Revival Blog &#187; Impartation</title>
		<link>http://www.revivalblog.com/the-budding-prophetess/#comment-7714</link>
		<dc:creator>Revival Blog &#187; Impartation</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 15:08:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] After she laid on the ground doing this laughing crying thing for the better part of 20 minutes she started to get up. I had been praying for a hard case right next to where she was so when she stood up I had her lay hands and pray for this other person. As soon as she did it was lights out. I don&#8217;t mean the peaceful kind of falling backwards into the gentle arms of Jesus, I mean as soon as she touched this person they utterly collapsed. I called another person and the same thing, &#8220;BAM!&#8221; Straight down. The budding prophetess was sitting on a pew so I had her lay hands on her. Immediately she began to weep. I had her lay hands on someone else and after they hit the ground I had her pray for that person some more. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] After she laid on the ground doing this laughing crying thing for the better part of 20 minutes she started to get up. I had been praying for a hard case right next to where she was so when she stood up I had her lay hands and pray for this other person. As soon as she did it was lights out. I don&#8217;t mean the peaceful kind of falling backwards into the gentle arms of Jesus, I mean as soon as she touched this person they utterly collapsed. I called another person and the same thing, &#8220;BAM!&#8221; Straight down. The budding prophetess was sitting on a pew so I had her lay hands on her. Immediately she began to weep. I had her lay hands on someone else and after they hit the ground I had her pray for that person some more. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Crest of the Wave at A Mighty Rushing Wind</title>
		<link>http://www.revivalblog.com/the-budding-prophetess/#comment-679</link>
		<dc:creator>Crest of the Wave at A Mighty Rushing Wind</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 14:45:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] There was this girl there that had come for the first time the week before.Â  We send out a 15 passenger van and pick up kids whose parents don&#8217;t come to church and she and her friend were on the van.Â  (little side note, the girl in this post and this post is the one that invited her and her friend to come) Last week we had some group come minister.Â  The worship was anointed and performed well.Â  After the message the leader had an altar call for people who want to be radical for God.Â  She came forward and I felt like my wife was supposed to minister to her.Â  She was severely troubled. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] There was this girl there that had come for the first time the week before.Â  We send out a 15 passenger van and pick up kids whose parents don&#8217;t come to church and she and her friend were on the van.Â  (little side note, the girl in this post and this post is the one that invited her and her friend to come) Last week we had some group come minister.Â  The worship was anointed and performed well.Â  After the message the leader had an altar call for people who want to be radical for God.Â  She came forward and I felt like my wife was supposed to minister to her.Â  She was severely troubled. [...]</p>
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