This is a report about the meeting at Faith and Wisdom Church last Friday November 6th.
By Mario Murillo
Last night was a game changer. Do we even know what this really is in Branson?
Never—and I mean never—have I felt such trepidation before a meeting. Most of our crowd had been in meetings for 12 straight nights. Nothing kills momentum like fatigue.
I know that true revival endures major obstacles. But even in the white hot fire of revival—having this meeting was almost too much to ask.
I stayed in the green room of Faith and Wisdom Church as long as possible. I did not want to talk to anyone.
We decided before tonight to shut down the meetings for the holidays and reevaluate Branson in the New Year. We planned only 5 meetings beyond tonight.
I walked in expecting to cheer up the faithful. Instead, I got the shock of my life. A concussion of Glory hit me. I had just opened the door to a blast furnace.
There was no fatigue. This felt like any opening night—only better. Has there ever been a meeting that had more expectation for miracles than this one? I can’t remember an atmosphere so infused with faith.
I took one look at my sermon notes and knew immediately this was no time for a sermon. The healing words of God overwhelmed me. They came in abundance, clarity and might.
Healing power did not just appear…it seemed to attack disease. Giving all glory to Jesus Christ, I will relate what happened next. I asked a woman in the center section to stand. The Spirit of God—in mercy—had permitted me, a clay vessel to tell the detailed story of her agony.
I asked her to move her pain-ridden fingers. The look of wonder in her eyes was unmistakable. The healing expanded to swallow up disease in her arms, shoulders, neck, spine, legs and feet. She was overcome by emotion and the people, with one heart rejoiced with her.
God did not wait for me. He ignited healing at will. Cries of joy and loud weeping broke out in random parts of the auditorium. People were discovering that they were healed!
Moving to my right it became clear to me that a husband and wife were being healed. She waved her hand frantically as I relayed to her what Jesus was showing me was wrong in her body. All pain and weakness vanished and now we turned to the husband. I told him that he was suffering in 7 places: His heart, lungs, legs, feet, spine, brain (memory loss) and diabetes.
The main problem I told him was that every day, he was taking several pills. I told him that he was suffering in his mind and body from being over-medicated. He sobbed loudly and exclaimed, “I am taking 12 different kinds of medication!”
They wrote me today and said this, “Every praise is to our God!! Mario, Bill & I came this evening, and WOW, God sent you to us! All we could do was weep! You mentioned to Bill about being on several medications, and he told you, twelve of them, the Word of the Lord was right on! Praise God we are healed!!! Thank you for your obedience!!
The power of God intensified. It became obvious that on this night—in this church—we would witness the most the most power, glory and abundance of healing of all the nights.
Tears flowed. People shouted. In case after case the word of knowledge released virtue making person after person whole in the name of Jesus. Everyone was convinced that supernatural power was present.
The powers of darkness in Branson suffered a devastating blow. Here is the specific damage: A new generation saw clear and irrefutable miracles. Young eyes took in the wonder of God’s glory and might! Hallelujah!
Last night was a game changer. The Branson Outbreak is bigger than holidays. The people have a hunger that is unending. What does it mean? It means we are in the midst of something that is bigger and stronger than we imagined.
It means we really don’t know what this is in Branson. But I have a feeling we are going to find out very soon and then…I will have really big news for you. Stay tuned!