Between the Mountain and the Sea She Walked Alone

RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL MARCH 2019

On the last day of our Brazil trip with Global Awakening, taking a stroll on a side street in the city between the mountain and the sea (Rio de Janeiro), we saw an elderly woman limping, visibly in pain.  At first, we ministered healing to the visible pain, and then the Holy Spirit moved us on to her heart. Hugging her, Peggy spoke love, affirming her value, letting her know God heard her cries in the midnight hours, how He loved her. We gave her a God- size dose of love, attention, compassion, and care.  This woman who was unnoticeable, almost blending into the streets, had a divine appointment with the God who loves and created her.

She hugged, and wept in Peggy’s arms, often raising her arms to receive God’s love and affirmation. We spoke over and over again, God never left you, he hears your cries and he sent us to hold you and let you know you matter to God. 

She walked away healed on the inside and with a less noticeable limp. Praise God!!

You can walk with a limp, but it’s even more difficult to walk with a hurting heart. -Peggy Castorri-Hutzel

Copyright 2019 by Peggy Castorri-Hutzel

Visions of Jesus and of Angels

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And when they looked up, they saw no one but Jesus (Matthew 17:8)

Below are eight personal glimpses of Jesus entitled “Visions of Jesus.”

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by Bill Hutzel

Thursday, May 16, 2019

The Transformative Power of Jesus
I saw myself in the operating room, half-naked from my waist up, lying on an operating table. An intense beam of light from above was shining on me.  Sagrado coração de Nosso Senhor Jesus Cristo.My chest was opened so that I could see in.  I thought of Psalm 139 which says, “Search me O, God and know my heart,” but God already knew my heart, I thought.

The heart had a fire in it, often depicted in art as a flaming heart, pierced and encircled by a crown of thorns.  The fire represented the transformative power of God’s love. And, there I lay  with my left arm extended off of the table hooked to an IV receiving a blood transfusion.

As I turned my head to my left, on the surgical table next to me lay a person. I looked closer. It was Jesus!  I was receiving His blood; His DNA. It was pure and cleansing, healing and life-sustaining.

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by Bill Hutzel

Sunday, April 28, 2019

Vem, Espirito Santo, vem!
While I was worshiping during Sunday morning service, my spiritual senses perked up. I began to see a picture of myself soaring through the stratosphere like a bird with my arms outstretched at my sides.  It was effortless and freeing as I had not a care in the world except for my Abba Father.

My vision was keen like a hawk’s. With telescoping vision, I could see a crowd of people standing in a line. And so, I swooped down toward the crowd through the clouds with great velocity, slowing only to make a pass at them.  As I passed, I extended my right hand over them causing a Holy Spirit wind to occur, “and He breathed on them” (John 20:20). Then, calling on the Holy Spirit, I cried out “Vem, Espirito Santo, vem!” (which translated means “Come, Holy Spirit, come!”). The Holy Spirit was poured out upon each person and they fell out in the Spirit (Acts 11:15).

I ascended again towards the stratosphere.  It was exhilarating. As I looked back toward earth, again, God showed me a crowd of people. As before, I swooped down upon them, but this time as I extended my hand toward each person, each was miraculously healed. Cancer, tumors, physical deformities, skin diseases, everything and anything disappeared.  The lame walked, the blind could see, the deaf could hear.

As I ascended again for the third time, I was caught up in the air by two angels who came up supporting me under both my arms. They propelled me further, beyond the farthest of earth’s atmospheres. And I could see a door open in the heavens. We headed directly for it. Once through the door, the angels escorted me into the Holy of Holies, the throne room of God. I was awed by the bright light and love being emitted. Jesus called me to climb upon his lap, and there I soaked in Pappa’s unconditional love for me. He stroked me, he tousled my hair, he loved on me with his loving embrace, and then he said in His quiet voice, “I love you, Billy, I love you.”

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by Bill Hutzel

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Take Me Deeper
As I sat on the beach watching the power of the waves wash up on shore, I marveled at the power of those waves as they crashed and came up and lapped at my feet. I marveled at their beauty, and at the sound of them crashing. It took me deep, and I forgot the noise of civilization, of car horns, and of the cacophony of people talking and yelling, of children playing and of the concerns of this world. I was lost somewhere else.

I then envisioned myself out in the deep of the Atlantic Ocean. It was quiet. I listened, and all I could hear was God’s quiet voice. HIS gentle waves caressed me like the soft stroke of a woman’s hand upon my arm, tender and caring.

I was lost in my quiet thoughts, only hearing God speak now. I marveled at the peaceful quiet in His voice. He did not seem concerned about anything as I am frequently, and He spoke to me. “Go deep,” he said.  “Go deep, go deep. I love you. I want to reach deep inside you and reveal myself to you in a more powerful way than has ever been revealed to you before. Go deep, go deep and meet me where I am. Don’t be afraid. I will swim with you. I will uphold you. You are tethered to me. You cannot be lost or yanked from my arms. You are mine always. Go deep and meet me where I am. Don’t hold anything back. Swim with me, won’t you?  Stop clinging to your surfboard; immerse yourself in my presence. I am your safety now.”

God wanted me to be alone with Him. He wanted my attention, and for me to worship Him. He washed over me as waves of joy, and I was in awe of his creation.  And I thought to myself, how can people not marvel at God’s glorious creation?

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by Bill Hutzel

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Come into His chambers
I awakened early at 5:45 a.m. I was thinking about Douglas Sterner’s visions of God herein, and how he practiced to see Jesus. I’ve also experienced Jesus similarly, although not that often.

Today, the sky outside was gray and it was raining, perhaps indicative of my mood within. And so I sat looking out my living room window. I put on a worship CD and headset, then from deep within I cried out to Jesus, sincerely wanting to experience His healing touch.

As I worshiped before His throne, I envisioned him standing before me. Deep overpowering emotions took over me as I saw myself reaching out to touch the hem of his garment, and as I did so, I became acutely aware of His presence and love for me. It was healing to my soul. Jesus was here, and he was inviting me to –

“Come into His chambers,
And worship before His throne
O come into the King’s chambers
And His glory shall be shown
O come into His holy presence
And magnify His name
O Come into the King’s chambers
You will never be the same.” (lyrics to O Come Into the King’s Chambers)

The world says men are not supposed to experience deep emotions. And so, there is this stigma I feel sometimes when sharing this, yet it is impossible for me to deny the deep emotions I have felt at times when worshipping Christ. Sometimes they are tears of joy and sometimes they are tears of sorrow. But it doesn’t mean you are weak, it means you have feelings and a heart.

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By Douglas Sterner

Monday, October 5, 2015

Christ in me, the hope of glory
I was just sitting here trying to imagine Jesus literally being in me. At first, I pictured Jesus standing in front of me. He seemed to be REALLY tall. He had to really bend over to kiss me on my forehead. Next thing I know, He was “within” me. But, of course, I couldn’t contain Him — He kinda radiated out of me, manifested as a kind of blue haze or aura extending out from my physical frame about 2-3 inches. How awesome is that?! Jesus, thank You that the almost unimaginable is truly my ultimate reality — Christ in me, the hope of glory!

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by Douglas Sterner

Sunday, August 15, 2004

Eyes of my heart
This afternoon, as I was attempting to take a nap lying on the couch downstairs, I thought I’d try exercising my spiritual senses — specifically the “eyes of my heart.” I tried “seeing” Jesus in my mind’s eye in various settings and ways. After several false starts, my inner sight (imagination) seemed to settle upon an image dressed in a bright white tunic. He was walking with a steady, determined gait and His face was “set like flint” — just as He is described in the Bible when He set His face toward Jerusalem and the Cross.

As I watched, He suddenly seemed distracted by something (or someone) and seemed to turn aside from His pre-determined path and goal. The next thing I knew, He walked into the room where I was lying there on the couch. He sat on the couch and looked down at me with a loving smile. I think He might have reached out and touched me and He might have tussled my hair — I’m not sure. No words were spoken that I can remember. But I was so impressed with the fact that He would turn aside from His obviously very important plans, purposes and goals to come and see me and spend time with me. What stunning love and compassion! What incredible grace and humility! What tender kindness — shown to me!

It reminded me of the time He stopped for the woman who was healed when she touched the hem of His garment. Although He was “in a hurry,” He stopped to recognize her, singling her out from the crowd and spending His precious time to giving her His complete attention and loving, healing touch.

Apparently, Jesus wants me to know that He loves me like that. He is showing me how much He desires to spend time with me — just being together enjoying each other’s company. In the past few days. He has made that very clear. Holy Spirit, thank You for blessing me and making this communion happen. Thank You, Jesus, for Your loving-kindness toward me. I love You, Jesus.

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by Douglas Sterner

Tuesday, September 7, 2004

In His presence there is fullness of joy
Last night, lying in bed, I again practiced seeing Jesus. As I did, I believe the Holy Spirit gave me a vision! I was sitting at a table in a large school library. I saw Jesus running and laughing. He was running in between and around the maze of tables just having a grand old time. Wondering what was going on, I looked around. Then I saw the head of a child just barely showing over the table tops. Jesus was playing with a little kid! He then ran over to my table and sat down opposite me, laughing and breathing hard. He looked at me and smiled, exuding His supernatural joy.

I believe He’s communicating to me that in His presence there is fullness of joy. He wants me to play with Him in the “school” of His Spirit (depicted by the library setting). He wants me to relax and enjoy being with Him without making it a big project.

Seeing Jesus like that really meant a lot to me. It confirms what I’ve been told by those who have come to know Him well. Thank You, Jesus, for Your joy and playfulness. I love You, Jesus.

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by Douglas Sterner

Friday, September 17, 2004

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Putty in my hands
I see myself wearing the robe of righteousness that Jesus has purchased for me with His precious blood on the Cross. I sense that He has actually placed it upon me Himself. It is a brilliant, pure white, like lightning (or snow). There is gold trim around the wrists and along the bottom edge which reaches to just above my ankles. There’s a blue stripe down the center. Wearing it, I feel forgiven and accepted by God. And I really sense a boldness in approaching Him. I know that I can come into His presence because I am clothed in His righteousness. Hallelujah! Thank You, Jesus. Thank You for this precious gift — this robe of righteousness You have given me. I love You, Jesus.

I’m standing before the Throne. Jesus comes down from His throne and walks up to me. He takes my hands into His and we begin to dance, spinning around individually as our hands remain joined. Jesus says, “Doug, I am so proud of you! I’m so glad you recognize what a precious gift this robe is, for it is actually Me. Yes, Doug, you have been clothed with Me — with My very Life. My Father sees you wearing that robe and He sees Me — His beloved, only begotten Son. He loves you intensely because you are in Me.”

[I become aware that my robe is splattered with Blood]

“Yes, Doug, you have been sprinkled with My blood and you are clean — holy and blameless in My sight and beautiful in My Father’s eyes. We love you so much. Remain in Us and rest in our love.”

Oh, thank You so much, Jesus. I really sense the reality of the fact that I am accepted in the Beloved — I sense it deep within. And I am so grateful, Lord! Jesus, is there anything else You want to say to me?

“Just be with Me here, Doug. Don’t rush away. I want you to soak in My love, My desire for you. Be still and wait. See Me present with you beause I AM. I’m touching you, Doug. I’m blessing you. See Me doing it because I AM. Just relax and receive. Let me bless you, Doug. Putty in My hands, remember?”

Copyright 2019 by Bill Hutzel

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A God Wink

On the last day of our mission trip to Brazil, I randomly opened my Bible to the following passage in Luke 10. I looked down on the page and this is what I read – “When the seventy missionaries returned to Jesus, they were ecstatic with joy, telling him, “Lord, even the demons obeyed us when we commanded them in your name!” Jesus replied, “While you were ministering, I watched Satan topple until he fell suddenly from heaven like lightning to the ground. Now you understand that I have imparted to you all my authority to trample over his kingdom. You will trample upon every demon before you and overcome every power Satan possesses. Absolutely nothing will be able to harm you as you walk in this authority. However, your real source of joy isn’t merely that these spirits submit to your authority, but that your names are written in the journals of heaven and that you belong to God’s kingdom. This is the true source of your authority.” Then Jesus, overflowing with the Holy Spirit’s anointing of joy, exclaimed, “Father, thank you for you are Lord Supreme over heaven and earth! You have hidden the great revelation of this authority from those who are proud, those wise in their own eyes, and you have shared it with these who humbled themselves. Yes, Father. This is what pleases your heart and the very way you’ve chosen to extend your kingdom: to give to those who become like trusting children” (Luke 10:17-21 TPT).

I’ve never encountered before a people so hungry for the Word of God. Truly, they came like trusting children (Luke 10:21) and for it, they received. There’s a revival going on in Brazil that is transforming the nation.

Wow! There could have been no other passage in the Bible that could have more accurately summed up our mission trip this week and the great number of salvations, and physical and emotional healings, further substantiating what Jesus said: “Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever believes in me will also do the works that I do; and greater works than these will he do, because I am going to the Father. Whatever you ask in my name, this I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. If you ask me anything in my name, I will do it.” (John 14:12-14).

Our team of 39 people, representing 5 different countries (US, UK, Canada, Australia and Switzerland) met together the morning of Tuesday, March 19th at the airport in Rio to bus transfer to our accomodations in Niteroi. From there we were bussed to various locations during the week to evangelize and bring healing and revival to hundreds of Brazilian’s.

On the first day, we immediately hit the ground running as we received impartation that afternoon by Blaine Cook and Kim Maas, and were already doing ministry all together that evening at a church service. For the rest of the week, 4 ministry teams with 9-10 people each were allocated to rotate doing ministry among 5 different churches. As I did not speak Portuguese, except for a handful of phrases, I was provided with a translator. I was grateful.

God showed up in power throughout the week, bringing the passion of Jesus and revival to the Brazilians through teaching, impartation, and ministry, spreading the good news of God’s love, mercy, grace and compassion. Many were emotionally healed, physically healed, delivered, and saved. We saw 13 blind eyes opened, 7 deaf ears opened, 13 tumors and cysts disappear, 4 metal miracles and 1 lame person walk. These were just some of the 339 physical healings, 28 sovereign healings, and 315 emotional deliverances that we saw. Hallelujah!!! Thank you Jesus!!!

If you would like further details and testimonies, please click on the following links and we will periodically be posting more under the menu item “Brazil Mission Trip 2019.”

Seeing the Miracle Happen
2 Healing Stories
Boy with Hearing and Vision Loss Healed

If you sowed into our ministry via prayers and/or finances, you have reaped ALL the blessings along with us. As is usual, we often think we are going to bless, but God in His kingdom does the reverse and HE blesses us!!

“I tell you this timeless truth: The person who follows me in faith, believing in me, will do the same mighty miracles that I do—even greater miracles than these because I go to be with my Father!” (John 14:12, TPT)

Copyright 2019 by Bill Hutzel and Peggy Castorri-Hutzel

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Boy with Hearing and Vision Loss Healed


Global Awakening Brazil Mission Trip, March 2019 …..

I prayed for a young boy and his mother. The boy, who was around 10-years old, complained of rapidly diminishing eyesight. I covered the boy’s eyes with my hands and prayed, but there was no change. I prayed again, and again there was no progress, and so, I called my wife, Peggy, over to discern why the boy was not responding to prayer.  We work well together as a team.

When interviewing the mother, she asked if anyone else in the family had issues with their eyes, and the answer was yes.  It was generational, and so, we led them in prayer to fall out of agreement with any generational curses. Further questioning revealed that the mother had a tumor behind her ear 3-years prior that affected her eyesight and hormones for which she received treatment and was healed. This led to her concluding that perhaps her son’s eye issue and complaining of hearing loss may also be connected.

The boy was at least 50% deaf in his left ear. So, I placed my hands on both ears and began praying for restored hearing.  After a brief time, I stopped and softly spoke to his left ear and snapped my fingers. Still, he did not respond. I continued to pray and commanded his hearing to return. This time there was some improvement, so I continued to pray. Then, he smiled. He said that he could hear clearly, that both ears were the same. His hearing was 100% in both ears!   

When I snapped my fingers by John’s left ear and asked him something, there was no response.

There was still the issue with John’s eyesight. While I was praying for the boy’s hearing, Peggy pulled the mother aside to talk to her and discovered that her pastor had told her a year ago that she had healing abilities. Sensing that the Holy Spirit wanted to build her faith with the prophetic word given, we agreed and immediately told her to lay hands on her son’s eyes. She started shaking, crying, saying “I don’t know how or what to do”. We said, “just let God speak through your heart”.

We then watched God through this mom, pour out His love and healing power to her son.

Although we were ushered from the hall to catch our bus short of a final interview, when we looked back, we saw the boy leaving with his family. John was no longer wearing his glasses.

Hallelujah, Gloria Deus!

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Seeing the Miracle Happen

BRAZIL MISSION TRIP, GLOBAL AWAKENING MARCH 2019 TRIP REPORT

A young man in his early 20’s came for prayer because he had a cyst growing behind his left ear. He had surgery to remove it a couple of years earlier, but it came back. I looked at it and it was red and swollen about 5mm and it was probably just over an inch in length. My translator was a believer, so I told her she was qualified to pray with me so we both put our hands by his ear, careful not to touch the cyst because it was so painful to touch. We welcomed the Holy Spirit to come and then I cast out the cyst and told it to leave in Jesus’ name. We looked and it looked about 25% smaller. We thanked Jesus for what He was doing, and we prayed again. It went down more to about 50%. He felt it and said it was definitely smaller and not as sore. We prayed a third time, and nothing happened. I told him about how there can be things that interfere with healing such as unforgiveness and I asked if there was anybody he needed to forgive. He said he needed to forgive his father. So, he prayed to forgive his father for the things he did and how it made him feel. I asked if there was anybody else he needed to forgive and he said himself. So, he forgave himself. This time I told my translator not to touch the cyst. I explained that I had prayed for something like this before and it disappeared, but I didn’t see it because I wasn’t looking at it and I didn’t want to miss it again. So, we prayed, and we watched this thing get smaller and smaller until the swelling was gone, and the redness was gone. It probably only took about 15 seconds. My translator was ecstatic! I was excited to have SEEN my first miracle (visibly as it shrunk) and the young man wept and wept. I asked if I could record his testimony on my phone and he agreed to it. On the video, the translator and the young man looked like they could have been a couple as it was such an intimate time with the Lord, and they had just met the 15-20 minutes prior. When he could finally speak, he said he could feel God holding his hand. Instead of talking about the physical healing, the presence of God’s love was what moved him. I asked him on the video how much pain was left, and he said, “Gone”. I asked what size his cyst was now, “Gone”. And he fell over weeping leaning on the wall. The translator fell to her knees in worship, arms fully extended to heaven. I fell over laughing at the goodness of God and the translator did as well. We hugged and we praised God. It was very special. -Lindsay Crosby Denham

2 Healing Stories

There is substantial biblical evidence to show that healing ministry and miraculous spiritual gifts are for today. So, the more we understand the Bible, the more we will see the manifestation of the promises of God available to us. God wants us to realize that the potential for releasing the supernatural is in and through The Cross. The cross is the fountainhead from which all blessings flow, including miracles, healings, and the power of the kingdom.

Everything that belongs to the Father belongs to me” (John 16:14, TPT). “Jesus said that the Father had given him everything as an inheritance, and it is the Holy Spirit who transfers everything to us through His declarations. “It is said that when a kernel of corn is planted, every kernel that grows on the resulting ear of corn has the exact same DNA as the original kernel in the ground. Jesus became the ultimate seed that was planted in death, and we were born again of the same Spirit that raised Him from the dead. Every born-again believer has the DNA of Christ!” (Bill Johnson and Randy Clark, The Essential Guide to Healing, Equipping All Christians to Pray for the Sick, p. 147).

I tell you this timeless truth: The person who follows me in faith, believing in me, will do the same mighty miracles that I do—even greater miracles than these because I go to be with my Father! 13 For I will do whatever you ask me to do when you ask me in my name. And that is how the Son will show what the Father is really like and bring glory to him. 14 Ask me anything in my name, and I will do it for you!” (John 14:12-14, TPT)

Simple trust in God, plus obedience, opens the door to His miraculous provisions for you.

Here are a couple of accounts where I personally witnessed God’s healing miracles during my Brazil 2019 mission trip.

GLORY FOR GLORY

Glory came forward for prayer with severe pain in her left shoulder. The pain traveled her entire arm to her hand. The level of pain on a scale of 1 to 10 was a 10. Interestingly, God brought me someone who was experiencing exactly the same pain that I was healed for at Voice of the Apostles in October 2017. And so, I began praying over her repeatedly, “pain go now” and “thank you Jesus”. After a short while I asked her if she was feeling anything. No, she replied, the pain was still a 10.

I knew from experience that if the pain had not decreased, there was very likely a deeper reason for her not being healed immediately. So, I asked her if there were any known curses on her, and/or unforgiveness. To both she said yes.

The Bible is very clear that harboring unforgiveness in our hearts is sin. And, if we are not actively seeking to forgive those who have hurt us, it will break our fellowship with God. We won’t experience everything God has to offer us, and that includes God’s healing in our own bodies. I prayed the curse off her first and then asked her to forgive those who had hurt her.  I prayed again and asked her after a short while if the pain had left. Her eyes were wet with tears. The pain was completely gone!  Glory received both emotional and physical healing. 

BACK HEALED

Renato was experiencing pain in his lower back and legs and was unable to bend at the waist without much pain. His level of pain was pretty bad. I began praying for him, and after a short while, I asked him again what he was feeling. His pain had slightly diminished. I continued praying until it was almost gone, and then gone! I asked Renato if he could do anything now that he couldn’t do before. He then proceeded to bend at the waist and touch his toes. He could also turn side to side at the waist. The pain was completely GONE! Thank you, Jesus! Glory to God!

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Glauci and Paolo

FORTALEZA, BRAZIL, MARCH 2019

In 2013, on a mission trip to Brazil, Peggy befriended Glauciane whom she met in the airport on her return trip home to the states. In the airport, God also brought to Peggy’s attention, Glauciane’s 9-year old daughter who was reading the Bible. Peggy was so touched by this young girl reading her Bible that she asked the mother if she could bless her daughter by giving her what money she had left from her trip. Peggy explained it was in Reals (Brazilian money) and that she didn’t need it anymore.  The mother, stunned and amused, said “Okay.”  Later, Glauciane (Glauci for short) told Peggy that she thought she was a crazy American lady to give her daughter so much money for such a simple thing. They were destined to stay in touch over the next few years, and they would become long-lasting friends.

Fast forward to 2018. Glauciane sold her business in Brazil 3-years earlier and moved to the city of Fortaleza, and now had no work. It was not a particularly safe city to live in.  Once joyful, confident and full-of-life, Glauciane was now fearful to leave her home and was downcast and sad. One Sunday, Glauciane realizing that she needed a change, cried out to God – “God, I’m desperate, I need to hear from you, I need to know what the next phase of my life will be.  I’m a prisoner here.”

On the Monday morning after she prayed this prayer, seemingly out of nowhere, Glauci got a message from Peggy inquiring about textile manufacturing companies. That inquiry led to a phone conversation. As Peggy shared her vision and desire to start a new clothing line, Glauci began to come to life. It was an answer to her prayer. Glauci now felt that she had a purpose and a drive to get out of her apartment and help Peggy find manufacturers in Fortaleza, and for Peggy, this was an important connection. It was an answer to her prayers as well. God had previously started the ball rolling when in His infinite wisdom, He orchestrated Glauciane’s move to one of the premier cities in Brazil for the manufacture of fitness clothing, and a city with one of the lowest labor costs. Although Fortaleza still has one of the highest crime rates in Brazil, Glauci, now with a purpose in God and answer to prayer, no longer felt like a prisoner in her own city and began venturing out. She was no longer the tail, but the head. She had authority over her fears. And in the coming months, as she heard from God with Peggy, together they began having ideas and divine strategies that would start shifting from what was once Peggy’s dream and vision of starting a fitness clothing company to becoming a reality.

Peggy flew to Fortaleza in October of 2018 to meet with Glauci, and then in March of 2019, we connected again following a mission trip.

Glauci and her husband Paolo were gracious and hospitable having opened their home for us to stay with them. I had not met Glauci’s husband before, but we became instant friends. Paolo spoke little English, but enough to understand, and although Glauci did not speak English, Peggy would translate for me.

While staying at Glauci and Paolo’s apartment, Paolo returned home from work one-night complaining of a headache. Still being pumped up from seeing so many healings on our mission trip the week before, I was confident in believing for Paolo’s healing, and so I asked him if we could pray for him. I first began praying for his headache, and within minutes, it was gone. He was pleased, and so he asked if I could pray for his knee because it was also hurting.  I first asked him how bad the pain was in his knee, and he said it was a 5 out of 10. And so, I laid my hands on his knee and began praying. After a short time, I asked Paolo if he was feeling any sensation. He said that he felt heat pass from my hand to his knee. His pain level had also decreased substantially. I kept praying until all pain was gone. Thank you, Jesus!

Peggy continues to stay in touch with Glauci as she moves forward with her vision of starting a global clothing company (H. S. Global Conglomerate where H.S. stands for Holy Spirit).  God is good! 

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Glauci e Paulo

FORTALEZA, BRASIL, MARÇO DE 2019

Em 2013, em uma viagem missionária ao Brasil, Peggy fez amizade com Glauciane, que conheceu no aeroporto em sua viagem de volta para os EUA. No aeroporto, Deus também chamou a atenção de Peggy, a filha de 9 anos de Glauciane que estava lendo a Bíblia. Peggy ficou tão comovida com essa jovem lendo a Bíblia que perguntou à mãe se poderia abençoar sua filha, dando a ela o dinheiro que havia sobrado de sua viagem. Peggy explicou que era em reais e que ela não precisava mais. A mãe, pasma e divertida, disse “Ok!” . Mais tarde, Glauciane (abreviadamente Glauci) disse a Peggy que ela achava que ela era uma americana doida por dar à filha tanto dinheiro por uma coisa tão simples. Eles estavam destinados a permanecer em contato nos próximos anos, porém depois disso nunca mais nos falamos. 

Avançando para 2018. ————————-Glauciane vendeu seu negócio no Brasil três anos antes e se mudou para a cidade de Fortaleza, e agora não tinha trabalho. Não era uma cidade particularmente segura para se viver. Uma vez alegre, confiante e cheia de vida, Glauciane agora vivia com medo em casa e estava insatisfeita. Um domingo, Glauciane percebendo que precisava de uma mudança, orou para Deus – “Deus, preciso ouvir de você, preciso saber qual será a próxima fase da minha vida. Eu me sinto uma prisioneira aqui!! 

Na manhã de segunda-feira depois que ela orou essa oração, Glauci recebeu uma mensagem de Peggy perguntando sobre empresas de fabricação de têxteis. Esse inquérito levou a uma conversa telefônica. Como Peggy compartilhou sua visão e desejo de começar uma nova linha de roupas, Glauci começou a ganhar vida. Foi uma resposta à sua oração. Glauci agora sentia que tinha um propósito e uma vontade de sair de seu apartamento e ajudar Peggy a encontrar fabricantes em Fortaleza e, para Peggy, essa era uma conexão importante. Foi uma resposta às suas orações também. Deus já havia começado a jogar bola quando, em Sua infinita sabedoria, orquestrou a mudança de Glauciane para uma das principais cidades do Brasil para a fabricação de roupas de ginástica e uma cidade com um dos menores custos de mão de obra. Embora Fortaleza ainda tenha um dos índices mais altos de criminalidade no Brasil, Glauci, agora com um propósito em Deus e resposta à oração, não se sentia mais como prisioneira em sua própria cidade e começou a se aventurar. Ela não era mais a cauda, ​​mas a cabeça. Ela tinha autoridade sobre seus medos. E nos meses seguintes, quando ela ouviu de Deus com Peggy, juntos eles começaram a ter idéias e estratégias divinas que começariam a mudar do que era o sonho e a visão de Peggy de começar uma empresa de roupas de ginástica para se tornar uma realidade.

Peggy voou para Fortaleza em outubro de 2018 para se encontrar com Glauci e, em março de 2019, nos conectamos novamente após uma viagem missionária.

Glauci e seu marido Paulo foram gentis e hospitaleiros abrindo sua casa para nós ficarmos com eles. Eu não conhecia o marido de Glauci antes, mas nos tornamos amigos instantâneos. Paulo falava pouco inglês, mas o suficiente para entender, e, embora Glauci fala e entende pouco o inglês, Peggy traduzia para mim.

Enquanto estive no apartamento , Paolo voltou do trabalho para casa reclamando de dor de cabeça. Ainda sendo bombeado por ver tantas curas em nossa viagem missionária na semana anterior, eu estava confiante em acreditar na cura de Paulo, e então perguntei a ele se poderíamos orar por ele. Comecei a orar pela dor de cabeça e, em poucos minutos, ela desapareceu. Ele ficou satisfeito, e então perguntou se eu poderia orar por seu joelho porque também estava doendo. Eu perguntei a ele o quanto a dor era ruim em seu joelho, e ele disse que era um 5 de 10. E então, eu coloquei minhas mãos em seu joelho e comecei a orar. Depois de pouco tempo, perguntei a Paulo se ele estava sentindo alguma sensação. Ele disse que sentiu o calor passar da minha mão para o joelho. Seu nível de dor também diminuiu substancialmente. Eu continuei orando até que toda a dor fosse embora. Obrigado Jesus!

Peggy continua em contato com Glauci enquanto avança com sua visão de abrir uma empresa global de roupas (H. S. Global Conglomerate, onde H.S. significa Holy Spirit). Deus é bom!

Copyright 2019 por Bill Hutzel e Peggy Castorri-Hutzel

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Mission Trip Brazil 2019

This March, Peggy and I will have an amazing opportunity to join Global Awakening on a mission trip to Brazil. The timing is now, and the needs are massive.

The people are hungry and thirsty for God’s touch. Much suffering, confusion, and bitterness exists in Brazil and especially Rio de Janeiro because of the government’s mishandling of the 2016 Olympics. Corruption is at its height.

March 18 to March 26, we will join others from around the globe to be ambassadors of Christ, to do as Jesus commissioned us to do. We will be there to pray, to bring physical and emotional healing and to set captives free.

Brazil Mission Trip 2013 with Peggy Castorri


There are a couple of ways to give.
Bread for the Journey Ministries, Inc., a 501C3 non-profit organization at https://www.facebook.com/donate/758280234538357/758280257871688/,

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Global Awakening … please say that you are “donating towards someone else’s trip for trip applicant name Bill Hutzel and/or Margaret Castorri where Month and Destination is “March Brazil”. Link: https://globalawakening.wufoo.com/forms/zcrn5az0lvpvxd/,

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Send your donation to Bread for the Journey Ministries, Inc. at 103 West End Ave., Pompton Plains, NJ 07444.

Not only will your contribution make an impact, it is tax-deductible. Whatever you are led to give will be greatly appreciated.

THANK YOU for your prayers and generous financial support! It is greatly appreciated.

May God bless you richly!

Bill and Peggy-Castorri Hutzel

Letter To A Friend … A Most Unusual Recipient

 

This is a most unusual story. One of my class assignments last semester was to write a letter to a friend as part of an online course I was taking on inner healing.  I didn’t know who I would write to or what I would write or what to expect from such an assignment, but I needed to come up with someone in short order because my assignment was due in 4-days.

Sunday morning during my quiet time, as I was thinking about my friend (whom I will refer to as Sam for the purpose of anonymity), the Holy Spirit spoke to me “Bill, Sam is dying.”  Surely not! I thought. I listened again, and the Holy Spirit repeated a couple more times, “Sam is dying.” So, I immediately called Sam, but there was no answer.  I left a message.

Later that day, not Sam, but his daughter returned my call. She informed me that Sam was in the hospital and that they did not know what was wrong with him, he had collapsed 5 times over the last couple of days before being admitted. His prognosis looked grim. Peggy and I decided we would go and visit him on Tuesday.  It was at that moment that I knew God wanted me to write my “Letter to a Friend” to Sam.

Tuesday, we started our drive to Greenwich Hospital with my letter in hand.  During the last 10-minutes of our 2-hour drive, his wife Mary called and said that Sam had just “expired.” What do we do now?  Do we go back home after traveling this far? Do we minister to his wife instead? My assignment was to write a letter to a friend, and now Sam was dead! I thought to myself, “there are no guidelines for reading my class assignment to someone who is deceased.”

What next?  Instead of chickening out and driving back home, Peggy and I decided to go to the hospital anyway. Upon arriving, I thought to myself “why am I here?” What am I doing this for? Is it just to fulfill an assignment?

Third floor, please. The elevator doors opened, and we timidly walked the hallway towards Sam’s hospital room. Then, looking to Peggy, I sought eye contact and desperately wanted confirmation if I was to read my letter to Sam or just hand it to his wife. I felt very uncomfortable, to say the least. Peggy, however, assured me it was okay to ask Mary’s permission to read my letter to him. “I think we are here for a purpose.”

Outside of the room, we greeted Mary with a hug and our condolences.  I explained my desire to share a letter I had written to my friend. Sensing my compassion and burden for Sam, she granted me permission, recognizing that Sam and I had a special Godly relationship.

We entered the room. Mary stood near the foot of Sam’s bed while her brother stood some distance off but within earshot. Sam’s skin was a light shade of yellow and ashen, his mouth open, eyes nearly shut, all signs of life gone. Sam had not officially been pronounced dead yet, although it was quite noticeable. His body lay lifeless for more than 20 to 30 minutes before our arrival.

With Peggy on one side of the bed and me on the other, I read my “Letter to a Friend.” I was saddened and tearful as I read my letter to Sam. There were times when I hesitated, my voice breaking. I knew Mary was also listening, and I could see her tearing up. My heart went out to her as I read, and my thoughts were that perhaps, Sam was also hearing me read it to him.

After I read the letter to Sam, Mary left Sam’s bedside. Peggy and I then both laid hands on Sam and began ministering quietly to him. We both felt a strong anointing come upon us to speak life back into Sam.  Jumpin’ jitters, I’ve never prayed before for someone who has died. COURAGE just took on a whole new meaning for me.

Peggy repeatedly spoke, “Your Father loves you; you’re a good son.”  She had no idea why she felt the need to say it over and over again, “your Father loves you, you’re a good son,” but it felt right.

At that moment we both saw and felt Sam’s body shudder; his arm jerked under the light touch of my hand on his arm. Peggy and I both looked at each other. “Did you see what I just saw?” My expectations were now elevated. I truly wanted to see more. I wanted to see “Lazarus” raised from the dead. But as we continued to listen and pray, I distinctively heard the Holy Spirit say to me – “let him go.”  After a couple of more times hearing the Holy Spirit say to me “let him go,” I looked up at Peggy in resignation, and said, “let him go.”

We spoke with Sam’s wife afterward in the hallway.  She shared with us that Sam’s parents had divorced, and his mother never allowed him to contact his father. She went on to say that Sam’s father died of a broken heart having never been allowed to speak with his son Sam again. On Sam’s deathbed, the Holy Spirit was leading us to pray the FATHER’S LOVE into Sam, over and over, saying that Sam is a good son. “Your Father loves you.”

It all made sense now! Isn’t it wonderful to know that God is still in the restoration business? Even on his deathbed, God was still ministering to Sam, to a place that was an unresolved emotional wound in his heart.

The timing was perfect, even to the point where Peggy had to make a rest stop just before we got the call from Mary. Had we arrived any earlier we would have run into their priest, and I don’t think I would have had the courage to pray as freely as I did. It would have been awkward. Had I arrived after the physician officially pronounced Sam dead, we may not have had the opportunity to pray for Sam.

We said our condolences and moved towards the elevators, and we marveled at the FATHER’s LOVE and desire to love us into eternity.

Copyright 2018
by Bill Hutzel & Peggy Castorri-Hutzel

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