During quiet time I was taken up to the entrance of what seemed at first to be an airport hanger, absolutely towering, both high and wide. But as my view backed up, I could see it was a huge cornucopia and I was standing in front of it, about the size of an ant.

I was allowed to enter and ask for whatever I wanted, so I waited to hear what Adonai wanted me to take. And then I heard Matthew 8 so of course after reading that, I knew exactly what to request – the kind of faith of the centurion, the faith to lay hands on someone and see them completely healed, the kind of faith that casts out demons and leaves someone in their right mind to embrace Adonai, and the kind of faith that removes all fear, even in the midst of the storm.