The Adventures of Anthony Acevedo: "Horay for Catholics"

This past weekend had pushed me more into leadership. Not only was I van Captain, I was dream team leader for the whole weekend.

Making our first stop to my favorite place, the Olive Branch Bookstore. This bookstore use to be a house but's now a bookstore. It has an entire room filled just with different bibles. There's a Hebrew to English Bible that I want. At this bookstore John Thomas (pastor of MetroWest Bridge) had a short dream interpratation seminar for anyone then after people would come to our dream teams (which I lead) to get a dream interprated.

One woman who was Catholic "horay for Catholics" was free from demonic oppression through a dream God gave her. In the dream she was running through this big house where this creepy man was stocking her. After going through many different rooms, she was led to her childhood home were it ended with her walking up "Liberty Street". Ha! The next day in mass there was a Bible verse recited about Peter being free from prison, right away she felt like someone took an invisible jersey off of her. She felt much lighter and Peace filled her. It was pretty self explainitory, Jesus fought for her.

Hanging around later that day, Analee (Mass.) comes up to me and says "do you feel adventurous". I say sure. There was a guy who worked at the CVS (pharmacy) who had a dream bothering him. He was working so we walked over. Six of us ended up going. So in the middle of isle three, Annalee, Ali (Connecticut), and Brandon Crummer (Hawaii/Wyoming) interprated this mans dream during his five minute break. While waiting at the end of isle three, Anton (New York) and Me were talking to Jill (Olive Branch employee) she had a wrist brace on. Anton asked her about it. From gymnastics, she had a tendon catching her bone everytime she would move her wrist. So as Anton is best known for, asks to pray for her wrist. Anton says to her that in God's Kingdom there's no injuries, so as a believer in God, God will heal her wrist back to normal. We layed hands on her wrist and said "Be Healed" etc. Basically by the time we were done, Jill was freaked out, which is a good sign because her wrist didn't catch anymore.

That night we went ot Annalee's house to have an awesome dinner, country fried steak.

Around seven we headed over to MetroWest Bridge to minister to the Youth. It was a charasmatic and intense ministering by the Holy Spirit. People shaking, waving flags, bent in weird positions, people crying and people laughing. Some of the youth was freaked out in the begining, laughing at the weirdness that was going on. The Kingdom of God is weird, but by the end of the night ones who were weirded out were joining in, waving flags around and recieving prayer. The Joy of God was on some of the youth for an hour. They laughed straight for an hour, not kidding.

Growing up in a Lutheran Church I never experienced such weirdness. Over the years I was gently exposed to the many ways God moves including the weird and bizzare. Im now am okay with however He decides to show Himself whether its tame or wild. If its Him I love it.

Sunday we ministered some more, with dream teams and helped at the church during service. We finished the day with pizza. But the weekend was not over for a select few. Me including three people were selected for a special mission later Sunday night. We drove to Dave"s Carpentiers (Mass.) house to help Peter Carpentier, his dad with a youth night at the house. Peter is a retired Navy pilot who has a heart to minister to the youth. That night God touched a girl who goes to a Unitarian Church, revealing Himself creating gold dust on her, yes gold dust (God does that), her toes were also tingling as we prayed for her and spoke prophetically over her. Her brother who came use to be Buddist. Jesus was blessing and growing both of them together, it was beautiful. Peter was encouraging to be around, because he had such a young spirit being late in his sixties he had much energy and had the ablilty to stay up late.

Early Monday morning we drove back home.