As he passed by, he saw a man blind from birth. And his disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” (John 9:1,2)
The other day I was involved in an impromptu worship session with a group of people from many different Christian backgrounds. While I love to fellowship with Christian brothers and sisters, there have been times where I’ve felt uncomfortable about certain things that go on in situations like this. This last time was no exception. The worship was paused for a time of prayer. Without asking for it, one woman was put on the spot by her friend saying she needed prayer. So she went to the middle of the room where people laid hands on her and one man prayed for her. Out of nowhere, this man began to pray for release from both demonic oppression and generational curses. It was at this point that I kind of just shut down emotionally from the group. Theologically I knew that I was too far apart to continue in true fellowship.