I ran into Bob at the conference, and I believe it was a setup by God. He happened to get up to go to the bathroom, and I asked him to pray. He did.
He made me stick out my hands, and he held them. “Let him have the power to set the captives free. Let him have the power. In Jesus name.”
My face had fire all around it on the sides and up along by my ears.
There was a buzzing or something. It was pretty cool.
Not bad for my 8th birthday. Bless the LORD.