How Prayer Healed Me and My Mom from COVID

I didn’t want to believe it, but the telltale coughs and sneezes confirmed that the COVID virus had invaded my house. Mom was the first to come down with it. For someone who is 94 years old, she handled it like a champ.

I woke up on a Tuesday morning and just felt terrible. The day before that, I prayed over the house and over both of us for healing and quick recovery. I prayed for my symptoms to go away. When I woke up the next day feeling awful, I succumbed to a moment of weakness. I called my friend, who had a supply of ivermectin and various other vitamins that are supposed to be effective in battling the virus.

So my friend, who lives 40 miles away, drove 40 minutes out of her way to bring these things to me. I had heard great things about Ivermectin and was excited to get some to fight this thing off… still, in the back of my mind, I was disappointed in myself that I caved in and ran to medicine for help after I had prayed the night before. I really wanted to see if prayer could fight this virus spiritually.

I went ahead and took the ivermectin. I believe it helped to keep my symptoms from getting worse. And I’ll admit that over the next two days I relaxed my prayer life and put my trust in the medicine. And that’s when things got really crazy…

I woke up on my third day with this virus, praying in tongues. I have never in my life done that before. All I know is that my spirit wanted to pray. I probably did that for at least 20 minutes or so. When I finally went downstairs, my mom was already there in the kitchen. The first thing she said to me was, “I had an interesting experience this morning.”

She told me that she had to get up to go to the bathroom earlier that morning, and when she got up and tried to breathe, she had found that her lungs didn’t work! She said she tried to take a breath and her lungs would not draw breath. She said after a moment or two they kicked in and began working again.

My first reaction to her was, “We are praying right now!” I went over to her and said, “I am going to pray in tongues.” My mom was not raised under this teaching, and she has not received the baptism of the Holy Spirit, but she is used to having me, a seer in the house, and talking about these deep spiritual things, so she agreed to let me pray in tongues over her.

As I began praying over her, I really wasn’t paying attention to what I was saying. The nature of tongues is that it’s already perfect prayer and it ignites your spirit with the perfect things to say. I prayed a bit in tongues, and then spoke aloud in English what I felt the Holy Spirit instructing me to say. It went along the lines of, “Whatever has attached itself to my mother’s lungs, I tell you right now in the name of Jesus to leave.” I was not yelling or stomping or getting into a froth.

As I prayed this, I felt my mother let out a really big breath of air, like she was released from something. When I was done praying, she said to me, “I could feel those demons telling me that they didn’t have to go… But they left when you told them to leave.”

I was stunned. Never in my life have I ever heard my mother talk about seeing or hearing or even feeling anything demonic. This was a game-changer for me. I could see this Covid thing for what it really is… a demonic force.

After that, it was a war for me! I began praying over myself for the symptoms that I had. I still had a lot of congestion and constantly blew my nose to the point that my nose was raw. I prayed for whatever was causing the congestion to go from me. It was about an hour later that I realized that I was not blowing my nose any longer… and the next day I had no more nasal congestion!

We have authority over demons, y’all! Don’t let the devil steal your health!

If you have not received the baptism of the Holy Spirit I urge you to ask the Lord to fill you with it now. This is our insurance over disease and every demonic attack that can be launched against us!