Phil,
What an incredible testimony of our Lords love for us.  May the healing 
continue for this lady.
Virgie and Hoshi
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From: "Phil Scovell" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, February 11, 2007 5:25 PM
Subject: Leaf Testimony


> Far from done due to other details I need to confirm but this is the part 
> I
> remembered.  This happened yesterday.
>
> The Leaf Of Life
>
>
> By Phil Scovell
>
>
>
>     Her email said she was thinking about riding a horse in the
> woods and Jesus wanted to take her some where but she was afraid.
>
>     She had been diagnosed a few years earlier with a Borderline
> Personality Disorder.  That generally means they don't know
> exactly what you are, psychologically speaking, and the diagnosis
> can therefore possibly include, or not include, bipolar,
> schizophrenic, multiple personality, and a number of other
> psychotropic disorders.  Borderline Personality Disorder sort of
> covers a whole lot of things without being responsible for
> anything specific.
>
>     We had prayed three times before but with disastrous results
> two out of the three times.  In fact, I had been doing my disciple
> ministry, and Bible teaching, in our talks rather than conducting
> intercessory prayer sessions with her due to her unfavorable
> result.  This time, I felt something was different.
>
>     I reached for the phone after reading her email but my hand
> stopped in mid air.  I sat and thought for a couple of minutes.
> Her children weren't at home because they were with their dad this
> weekend.  This would mean she would be alone.  Not good.  I had
> tried finding someone in her area to whom she could go but money
> was a problem, for one, and few ministries offered free services
> or ministry by donation.  I reached for the phone a second time
> and dial her number 900 miles away.
>
>     When she answered, I began talking with her.  She was crying
> and afraid.  Most of her lonely weekends without her children were
> like that.  The drugs didn't help all that much either.  I asked a
> few questions about the horse and commented on what she had
> reported about feeling that Jesus wanted to take her somewhere.  I
> just started praying around the things she had mentioned and asked
> the Lord what was going on.  Soon she described being in the woods
> with one small horse and Jesus standing near her.  She could not
> climb on the horse because she was too little.  This was typical
> of her life and the failures she had experienced which created
> impossible barriers for her.  I prayed.  Jesus picked her up and
> sat her on the saddle.  He then began leading the horse through
> the woods but, she reported, there wasn't a bridle on the horse.
> She said that the horse was just following Jesus and He, Jesus,
> didn't need to lead him.  My mind immediately went to one of my
> own places of deep healing.  Jesus, at the end of the prayer
> session, walked me into the field next to our home with two red
> kites.  Soon, in the same spot my father had taught me how to fly
> kites before he died, I was flying kites with Jesus.  Later,
> several days later, in fact, I realized that my kite had a string
> I was holding and controlling to keep it aloft.  The kite Jesus
> was flying had no string.  Now, here was this woman on the other
> end of the phone, on the back of a horse with no bridle and Jesus
> was leading him through the woods with the little girl on his
> back.
>
>     Soon, as we prayed, they approached a large stream.  Jesus
> took her off the horse and they both sat and removed their shoes
> and socks.  It was clear he wanted to cross the stream but the
> little girl said she was afraid.  I prayed.  Jesus took her little
> hand and began slowly helping her make her way across the stream.
>
>     Half way across, they came to a small pile of rocks that
> served as an island in the middle of the stream.  The water on the
> other side was rushing.  The rapidly flowing water frightened her
> and the wind picked up and she thought she might be blown off the
> small island they were on.  Leaves fell and were caught in the
> wind and many fell into the stream.
>
>     Suddenly, the picture froze.  The wind went away and the
> water stopped moving.  I had experienced this with other people
> when things stopped or they felt blocked, and frozen in time.
> Sometimes it was demonic in nature so we prayed some more.
>
>     Taking her hand again, Jesus began slowly walking her across
> the still water.  A large maple leaf lay on top of the water as
> they traversed the rest of the stream.  Crying, she told me that
> for some reason, she wanted the Leaf.  I prayed and fully expected
> the Lord simply to say, "You can have it little girl."  Instead,
> to my surprise, and her's, Jesus said, "Little girl, every thing I
> have belongs to you."  If you are unfamiliar with Biblical
> covenants, including the new covenant we have with God through the
> finished work of His Son in our behalf, this statement will have
> little, if any, meaning to you.  To me, on the other hand, I
> nearly jumped out of my chair with joy.  The woman cried even
> harder at the news because she had never experienced the love of
> Jesus with that much power and depth before.
>
>     Back on the small island of rocks, she had said that she knew
> she was supposed to get to the other side of the stream and when
> she did so, she would have all new clothes.  This had meaning for
> her because her mother had always forced her to wear what she
> wanted her to wear.  This made her hesitating about going
> forward.
>
>     Another thing that made her hesitate besides the rushing
> water and blowing wind, was her two pigtails.  Her mother always
> tied them very tight and they hurt her head.  Jesus gently untied
> them and set her free from the discomfort.
>
>     Upon reaching the opposite shore, the little girl was
> carrying her large leaf and she suddenly had new clothes she was
> wearing.  Looking back, she was worried about the horse.  I
> prayed.  Jesus told her they would go and check on him.  They
> crossed back over the stream with no problems and soon they were
> walking through huge trees with leafs changing to beautiful colors
> and falling to the ground.
>
>     Soon they came to a valley.  The horse was in the valley but
> seemed to be running away,  but Jesus assured her that he was her
> horse and he would always be around for her to ride.
>
>     I have purposely left out all the things I prayed throughout
> this prayer session with this woman.  Why?  Because what I think
> isn't important.  Needless to say, Jesus destroyed lie after lie
> that tried to stop this woman from receiving what the Lord had
> planned for her.  The parts you have read about were the places of
> healing that may take years of Christian walk to recognize the
> spiritual impact she embraced with the Creator of the universe as
> we prayed that day.
>
>     I told her that she likely will never see a leaf about
> without remembering exactly what Jesus said to her.  She told me
> that the back of her hand looked like the large leaf with its
> veins.  That's how close to Jesus she had become.  Is it over?
> Not until Jesus comes or we die.  Otherwise, it is a perpetual
> walk with the Lord as He leads the way.