I was invited to a church service the other night. It was held in a hotel. The person who was speaking was touted as a prophet from God.

A good friend of mine invited me. I rushed home from work, got freshened up and went to the service.

It was an interesting, yet disturbing event to attend. After the praise and worship the pastor asked for an offering. Then he started speaking healing over people.

I was watching him speak over people and telling them what illnesses they had and then he supposedly healed them in the name of Jesus.

He asked me to come up and he spoke some things over me. None of which were exactly right. He said I had pain in my right hip. It is my left hip which hurts. My right knee hurts though so I gave him credit for that. Then he said I had had a separation 12 years ago. I tried my hardest to think of who I was dating 12 years ago and I could not for the life of me remember if I had a separation at that time or not. I know I was divorced 17 years ago but it was not 12 year ago.

He did say that I was going to get a “filet mignon” as a husband. That was so cute. I don’t even eat much beef but I know that that is the best cut of a cow. I do believe that God has someone special for me but I don’t think I have met him yet. Since I haven’t met him, I wouldn’t be able to tell if he was ground beef or a filet mignon.

Then he had another call for an offering and this time he asked my friend to give him over a thousand dollars. She couldn’t afford that. She is struggling with her financial situation. Nonetheless, she wrote out a check and gave it to him.

About halfway through the service he asked for another offering. Apparently this guy is on television and he needs a certain amount to remain on television. My thinking is if he doesn’t have that amount of money in his pocket, than maybe he doesn’t need to be on TV.

He did some more speaking over people and then he asked for a “love” offering to provide for him. I guess the other two offerings were for his ministry. That was three offerings that he asked for in one two hour meeting. He put a couple of people on the spot and demanded certain amounts. Thank God I wasn’t one of them.

I believe that God wants me to get out of debt and when that has been done, I have three children that may need help. After that is accomplished I intend to travel all over the world. (Hopefully with my Mr Filet Mignon. lol)

As I have reflected on this experience I have become sad. I am sad that my friend is so misled by pastors who would take money from her which she does not have. I am also sad that a pastor who is supposedly a prophet would feel the need to ask for money three times during a service.

I kind of doubt that he was a prophet. If he was actually a prophet he would have known exactly where my pain was and he would have had the year of my divorce correct.

As I was writing this post my sadness turned into joy. I realized that I don’t need a prophet to be healed. Nor do I need someone guessing which illness it is that needs to be healed. I have a savior who has been crucified for my sins and he is able to heal me. If I had been healed by this “prophet” I may have believed that he was necessary for the healing to occur. The only necessity I have is Jesus Christ.

I must admit though, I do like the idea of a filet mignon husband. Hoping and praying he got that right. lol