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44 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, schizophrenia, 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 pharmaceuticals 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 crystal clear water. A large maple leaf hung suspended in mid air 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 so her hair could hang free. Since I knew from past conversations with her, the rigid and strict relationship with her mother as a little girl growing up, this gentle act of the Savior spoke volumes to me. 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 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 ways.