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How to Pray for Missionary Kids

Friday, December 6th, 2019

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Many churches and individuals who support missionaries pray for those missionaries. But have you ever thought of praying for the missionary kids? Because they are more vulnerable to spiritual attack, missionary kids have a higher chance of experiencing despair or rebellion. Having grown up as an MK myself, the majority of MK’s that I knew rebelled against their parents, and many of them today have denied the faith and walked away from God. I have wept over many of these MK’s personally because they were my friends.

Do not neglect praying for the missionary kids. This is imperative for a missionary family to function and thrive for God’s kingdom wherever God has called them to serve. You might not know the struggles that MK’s go through in their lives, so I will tell you how you can pray for them.

Pray that they will not be bitter against their parents for being forced to live in a country where they don’t fit in. Pray that they will have godly friendships that will stand the test of time. Pray that they will not withdraw like a recluse from others after having their hearts crushed by saying good-bye so many times. Pray against spiritual attack, because even if the parents’ faith is strong, the children will have thoughts planted into their minds from the enemy who is seeking to destroy the parent’s credibility and thereby their ministry.

Pray that the girls will not be attacked by locals whose skin is darker, and who seem to think white-skinned girls are stunningly beautiful, even at age 12. Pray that the constant whistles from evil men will not distort the girl’s mind towards men in general and her future husband.

Pray for the MK’s especially as they become teenagers and have to live through all the hormones that come with that. Pray that they will not be tempted to do evil for the sake of fitting in, because MK’s more than normal people, have almost a desperation to fit in that is only magnified by hormones. This makes it nearly impossible to follow God unless their faith is incredibly solid, so pray that God will strengthen their faith and trust in Him.

And pray that the missionary kids will not abandon their faith when they leave home, that their strength and belonging might come from God, and that they will grow in their relationship to God instead of walk away.

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Dark Streets, Meetings, & Oreo Cake

Friday, November 30th, 2018

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One night God was taking us down dark winding roads. One of the houses was on the far right down a long street, and we parked in front of the house. God wanted us to say, “Is this where the Bible study is?” We had our Bibles under our arms. God had randomly chosen this house, so we were at God’s mercy as to what He wanted us to say and do for this woman. We talked with her for a few minutes and offered to pray for her. She asked a lot of questions, and near the end of the conversation, the Holy Spirit said through my mouth, “You are a true follower of Jesus.” She looked at us with amazement.

A friend of my ministry partner was visiting from five hours away from Spokane, and my ministry partner wanted me to come over and share my testimony with her friend. It had been her friend’s birthday earlier that week, and no one had called her. We wanted her to feel special, so we had my daughter pick out a gift for my ministry partner’s friend. (My ministry partner paid for it.) My daughter said she’d always wanted to put together a themed gift basket, so we were at Ross, and my daughter picked out all the items and arranged them in a basket. We prayed that God’s Holy Spirit would lead her to pick just the right items. When her friend opened her birthday gift, she was surprised that she saw her favorite brands of things that she needed. This could only have been God.

After sharing my testimony and praying and sharing Scripture, we got a spiritual breakthrough for her friend. She left for a get-together with family members, and my ministry partner and I went to buy a cake to celebrate her birthday that night. God prompted my ministry friend to go to Baskin Robins. I asked the Holy Spirit which cake? I asked God yes or no for each cake, and the Oreo cake was the only yes. It was a weird-looking cake, so my friend asked, “Are you sure?” I said, “God is saying yes to this cake and to no other cake, so let’s get this one.” When we celebrated her birthday later, the lady exclaimed with joy that every year in her childhood, she had gotten an Oreo cake for her birthday. She knew she had never told her friend, and so she knew that Jesus was near. Only God could have picked out the exact cake out of hundreds of cakes in the city.

On a different night God took my ministry partner and I to a Chinese restaurant. God drove us there. He literally was taking over my hands when I said, “Jesus, take the wheel.” I laughed because I knew when He was turning because He would put on the blinker. See, I have so much joy because God does everything. I just sit back and watch. Then if I have to get out of the car and say something, I look up and say, “What do You want me to say?” and He tells me the sentence that starts the conversation. Then He takes me over, especially when I am praying for people. Yay!

We parked in front of a Chinese restaurant, and after we had eaten (we had fasted all day and prayed while ministering to people in the city, and my ministry partner paid for this meal), we saw a gray-haired man named Larry in a booth. God pointed him out to us, so we started a conversation. He invited us to sit in his booth, and we talked about our ministry for maybe an hour. Larry had paid for hockey tickets that night, and God’s Holy Spirit had blocked him from entering the hockey building. God brought him to this Chinese food place for a divine appointment. These were his words. We were shocked. His heart was the same as our heart. He heard the Holy Spirit in the same way we did. His best friend was from our church, which is a nondenominational Bible church in Spokane. He was fed up with the way Christians stay in the church building, and he felt that we needed to get out of the church building and bring Christ to the world and actually DO what God commanded us to do.

He tested us with Scripture knowledge and rebukes, to see how we could handle rebuke. We passed every test. There were maybe 20 tests in total over the course of the hour. I have a strange feeling that this man will financially back our ministry at some point. He has my name and address and email. Please pray that God will send more people to support our ministry so that we don’t have to stop obeying the Holy Spirit’s promptings with regards to meeting a physical need before sharing the gospel with many people. And that people won’t have to be dead before they support the ministry. It’s one thing if people put your ministry in their will, but Jesus is coming soon, and there is no reason to withhold funds from people who are doing His work. My husband should not have to suffer financially because of my obedience, so if God is prompting any of you to give to pay for gasoline or any other expense in our ministry, email me at castlesusan@gmail.com. I never spend money on myself, and I am extremely frugal. Ask anyone who knows me. Every penny of what you send will go directly to ministry. I am paid nothing. Everything I have belongs to God.

Stay tuned for “Events Leading to the Missions Trip to Texas.”

Reaching Spokane for Christ

Saturday, November 24th, 2018

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Before I write about our missions trip to Texas, you need to understand the manner in which we have been reaching the city of Spokane for Christ. God has been leading us to specific people all over the city, guiding us in ways that the book of Acts describes. For example, when Philip was taken by the Spirit of God to the eunuch who was reading from the book of Isaiah and not understanding, the man was ready to be saved but needed someone to explain the gospel to him (Acts 8:26-40). Only God knew where this eunuch was located, so He led Philip to this specific location.

This happens over and over again in the book of Acts. Peter is told to go specifically to the house of Cornelius because he and his household were ready to be saved (Acts 10:1-11:18). I’m giving you examples so you don’t freak out when I tell you that this is exactly how God has been leading me this past month and a half, leading to our missions trip to Texas.

The Spirit of God has been leading us to specific locations (turn right, go to the end of the street, knock on the door at the right and tell the woman who answers the door these specific words). Or “Go to this supermarket located at such and such a place. I will point out who you will speak to about Me.” Those of you who have read Corrie Ten Boom’s testimony know that the Spirit of God led her in the same way. She is a modern example of this, in case you don’t believe that God works this way any more, especially in these last days before Christ’s return.

I have had more joy than I have ever had in my life while proclaiming salvation to the lost and encouragement to His saints who are oppressed. When we prayed with a cashier at a grocery store one day, an older woman who worked at the same store came running up to us as we prayed, wanting to be prayed for, too! People are eager and ready for Jesus, and there are not enough workers. If you are reading this, ask God who you can share Christ with, because the time is short before Jesus comes.

The Spirit of God prompted me to go to a specific pawn store and sell something. I did not want to go in because I’ve been a sheltered self-righteous missionary kid my whole life, and I thought evil people hung out in dark places, and I was too afraid to ever go to dark places with the gospel. I forced myself to walk through the door, and the pawn shop was brighter than I thought and I actually felt safe. I was relieved, since I was by myself this time, having dropped off my ministry partners at a different location to minister to someone at a jail. I asked the Lord to amplify the person He wanted me to speak with. The Lord showed me the man on the left behind the counter. (There were three counters, and God had already prompted me I would be praying for a man in this store, so I needed to make sure it was the right man.)

As the man behind the counter filled in the paperwork, I heard in my spirit, “Daughter needs healing.” I asked the man if he had a daughter, and he said his girlfriend had a daughter. I said, “Does she happen to need healing?” He was shocked and said that the daughter had scoliosis and was going into surgery that month. I asked if he would like me to pray with him, and he said yes and reached his hands over the counter and God took over my mouth with a powerful prayer. He was amazed and thanked me.

Later that same day, having picked up my ministry partners, I took the $60 I was given in the pawn shop, and God led us to a specific supermarket. I walked around the store, asking God to amplify the person that He wanted me to pray with. A clean-cut young man with a pony tail was pointed out to me by God, and He prompted me to give him the $60. The man was shocked because he was minding his own business and wasn’t asking for money or anything. And he burst out with excitement, saying that he needed exactly $60 to pay his rent that month, and he now knew there was a God. I asked if we could pray with him, and he was eager for us to do so.

One of my ministry partners was prompted to go to a friend’s house. When we arrived, the woman said she was finally ready to give her life to Jesus. We prayed the prayer of salvation with her and with her teen son, who both got on their knees and confessed their sins. The daughter had prayed for this day to come for her mom and brother, and finally after years of praying for their souls, they gave their lives to Christ!

There are dozens and dozens of stories like this from this past month and a half. My heart bursts with joy at retelling them, so I will continue to list these praises in future posts. All the glory goes to God because without His prompting, none of this would have been possible. “For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God.” Romans 8:14

How the Money Multiplied

Monday, March 19th, 2018

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“Why don’t you go home?” my friend from Honduras asked when she saw my eyes drooping as I sat by her bed in the hospital room. I had been by her side for almost a week following her surgery. I decided I needed a nap, and I told her I would be back early the next day to translate the doctor’s instructions before she was released from the hospital.

As I drove away, before getting onto the freeway I saw a bum looking towards the traffic with agony. Normally I feel nothing for bums, but this time I had supernatural compassion from Jesus. I’m not sure how I knew, but I saw that the agony in his soul was real. I couldn’t stop because of the green light and the traffic, so I merged onto the on-ramp to the freeway.

“Why did You give me supernatural compassion for a bum that I couldn’t do anything about?” I asked God, praying for the man, that he would know Christ and that he would once again be a productive member of society. I prayed that God would remove his agony. Then I asked God if I could see him again, and would He tell me what I could do for him.

The next morning while I drove to the hospital, lo and behold, I saw the same bum on the side of the road. I quickly grabbed $20 out of my wallet, rolled the window down, and drew his attention. He came over and received the $20. Then I reached out my hand towards him, and he looked perplexed. He took my hand, and I felt my face shining with Jesus. I cried out, “Jesus loves you!” My heart broke as I smiled at him, and I felt power going out of my hand and into the bum, and he received the love of God coming out of me.

That one moment was frozen in time.

Suddenly he realized the light was going to change and he didn’t want to get run over, so he let go of my hand and hobbled across the street. He was covered in dirt from head to toe, and I could see that he had a lower back problem. I asked God, “Would you please count my laying on of hands for his healing?” I knew that when the power of God went out of me, it felt the same as when I lay hands for healing and deliverance, so something supernatural had already occurred. I had been fasting that day by accident because I didn’t have time to eat before realizing I would miss the doctor’s instructions if I didn’t leave immediately. I determined to go ahead and make it a real fast and dedicated it to the physical healing of the bum.

Entering the hospital room, I told my friend about the bum. The doctor came and gave instructions. The nurse told me we could pick up the medication in the hospital pharmacy. Realizing that there was no one to pay for the medication (my Honduras friend has no money), I went down to my car to get my wallet. I looked inside to see how much cash I had. I despise credit cards, so I buy groceries with cash at a store that only takes cash and has lower-priced foods.

I saw that I had two $20 bills left, and I prayed that it would be enough to pay for her medication. I clearly saw that my wallet was empty except for the two $20 bills that I squeaked in my hands to make sure there was nothing behind them. This is the clearest multiplication miracle I’ve ever seen. My money has multiplied itself before, but I always thought there might have been a rational explanation; that I had counted wrong or whatever.

When I got to the hospital pharmacy to pay for the medication, it was $35. I was overjoyed that I had enough. I opened my wallet, and suddenly there were three $20 bills!

When I got back up to my friend’s hospital room, she was drooping her head because she didn’t want me to have to pay for her medication, after all the time I had spent beside her bed for the past week. I eagerly told her that God paid for her medication by doing a miracle! I jumped up and down while I told her what happened, how the money multiplied itself, and her jaw dropped. And I still had $25 for groceries left over!

We laughed as we marveled at God in awe…

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