Saturday, 22 September 2018

Stories of Faith - Episode 28


Casey Uggen writes: "While I was a pre-believing rebel (at 27), thinking I was cool at the Burning Man festival, I was airlifted after an internal injury from Thunderdome fighting...little did I know the Creator of the Universe would encounter me on the helicopter on the way to Reno Emergency Center; showed me I was not RIGHT with HIM, scared me sober - right out of the morphine. And HE HEALED ME - docs had to release me, they couldn't explain the recovery, people!!! GOD IS REAL! I have a science degree from the U of M that can't even stop me from my faith -- in fact, the more into science you get, the more it EXPLAINS GOD (quantum physics). THANK YOU, JESUS, You are worthy of my life I have surrendered to YOU. I TELL ALL MY FRIENDS this story. I want to see them on that Day."

Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNacm6zR8eU

Saturday, 15 September 2018

Stories of Faith - Episode 27

Narrated by Christine La Vita: "When I was in Assemblies of God church in Australia (Wollongong) back in 1996-1999, there was an old gentleman from England, called Raymond. He used to get up and tell us of the miracles he had seen as a 10 year old boy in England, under the ministry of Stephen Jefferies and Smith Wigglesworth and others. Tears used to fill his eyes and he would choke up as he recounted them. He said one time, all the ministers were seated on a big platform in a hall. Raymond sat up the front row. He said, a mother came forward with a little boy whose legs were so twisted that they were back to front. He stood there in front of them all badly deformed, all alone. Suddenly, Raymond said, the mighty Presence of the Lord filled the platform and all the ministers (healing evangelists and others) ran, they fled from the platform. Raymond said that right before his eyes, he heard bones creaking and watched in wonder, as an invisible Hand straightened the little boys’ legs and feet, until he was totally healed! All the people erupted in cheering and shouting for joy! Other remembrances old Raymond had too."

http://www.johnthebaptisttv.com/memories-of-wigglesworth-john-fawcett/

Sunday, 9 September 2018

Stories of Faith - Episode 26

There was a man who had charge of evangelism in a great church.

A new pastor came who was a zealous soul winner. He took the fellow out in door-to-door witnessing. 

When they returned that night after leading several souls to Christ, he said: "I've been the Sunday School Superintendent of this Church for 33 years. I've presided over our evangelism activities, but tonight I have a personal knowledge of Jesus Christ which I never experienced before."

Culled from SOUL WINNING: Out Where the Sinners Are

Stories of Faith - Episode 25

Story by by Joel Oluyemi: "This happened one fateful night in the month of November 1995.

I was on my way (alone) to the staff quarters in Lagos State University (LASU) which is quite some distance from the University Auditorium where a Christian musical programme was taking place at about 2.30am. At a junction I saw a set of people along a foot path which I was meant to pass through.

Immediately the Holy Spirit told me they were cult members and that they just finished an initiation ceremony. Though there was an alternative to change my route, I didn't even think about it. I headed straight on for the same foot path.

The boys were almost fifty in number wearing black trousers and black T-shirts and they were coming in two's They were well arranged from the beginning of the foot path to its end. The word fear didn't cross my mind. I didn't speak in tongues, neither did I pray. I was just consumed with boldness and I just walked in between them looking into their faces but they could not behold mine. I knew it was not me they were seeing, the Holy Spirit had either made me invisible to them or covered me with a glory that can't be beheld. I walked with my shoulders held up high, looking at their faces shaking my head. After I left them, then the thought came into my memory that I'd just passed between about fifty cult members without being hurt or harassed.

It was then, it dawned on me that it was beyond the physical. There was something extra ordinary about me. The answer was not far fetched, it was not me but the Lord that blind folded the cult boys as He did for Elisha in 2 Kings 6:18.

There was another night that I encountered another set of cult members, about eight in number. This time I challenged them and asked where they were coming from at that time (it was about 2am). Of course, evil must bow at the gate of the righteous. They were mesmerized by the presence of the Holy Spirit in me. If only we Christians could recognize who we are in Christ, we would have taken our world for our Master, but our world is full of fearful Christians who cannot trust their Father to deliver them from carnal weapons like guns, sword, cutlasses and charms etc."

Culled from Holy Spirit, Best of all Friends

Stories of Faith - Episode 24

Narrated by T.L Osborn


"When we first ministered in Java, Thailand it was a 95% Moslem. Around the world we had heard how difficult the Moslems were to reach. They do not believe that Jesus is God's Son or that God raised Him from the dead. We remembered how helpless we were to convince them in India. But now things were different. We knew HOW to believe for miracles.

The first night I preached to that multitude, when I finished my message, I told them that I would not expect them to forsake their religion and accept the Jesus of the Bible unless it would be proven to their satisfaction that Christ is alive. I expressed that I did not feel a dead Christ could do them any good.

They knew that Jesus Christ had once lived on earth. They understood that He was a good man, a sort of prophet even a healer with strange powers to do miracles. But they understood that He was dead.

There is only one argument to win a Moslem. If Jesus Christ is alive, let Him do the miracles which He did before He was killed! He is dead, He can't. If He is risen, He will!

I called for deaf people. I told them I would prayy in JESUS' NAME. If Christ is dead, His Name would have no power. If, He is alive, He would do the same as He did before men killed Him.

The first man up the steps was a Moslem priest about 55 years old, wearing his black fez. He had never heard in one of his ears.

I witnessed to him of Jesus Christ, then I told him how I would pray. I explained how God was looking down on us, how He had raised His Son from the dead, how He wanted men to know Christ was raised for our Justification, and how He would give, this by doing this miracle.

Then I told the audience "If this man does not here when I have finished praying, you can say I am a false preacher and Jesus is dead; but if he does ear, now that 

Christ is risen, because a dead Christ cannot do such a miracle."

I placed my finger in his ear and prayed let it be known that Jesus Christ is thy son, that Thou didst raise Him from the dead and that only through Him and His shed blood can men come to Thee and receive Eternal Life let this be known according to the Scriptures by causing this deaf ear to heal IN JESUS CHRIST'S NAME I pray. Amen!

The entrire audience gasped when the old priest could hear the faintest whisper even the tick of a watch perfectly. Thousands raised their hands that night to accept Jesus Christ as Saviour and Lord."

Tuesday, 21 August 2018

Stories of Faith - Episode 23

BAGHDAD PASTOR’S MIRACULOUS ESCAPE FROM A CAR BOMB EMBOLDENS HIS FAITH

The man has just left his home, hopping into his car, turning the keys in the ignition, and pushing the accelerator as he had so many times before. Only this time, as he began the familiar journey toward the church where he worked as a pastor, he immediately sensed something was different.

Almost right away, an explosion ripped through the car, violently shaking the vehicle and—at the same time—engulfing it in the flames.

“I was totally confused, and I couldn’t see anymore.” The young pastor, named Joseph, remembers.

Though disoriented and in shock, he could hear a woman’s hysterical voice piercing his ears. “This man is dying!” She screamed.

“This is it.” Pastor Joseph resolved. “I am dying.”

Except for somehow, he didn’t. Instead, against all odds, Pastor Joseph was able to exit the rapidly burning vehicle. His sight returned in time for him to see the wreckage engulfed in flames.

“Each part of my car was destroyed and damaged, except for my seat.” Pastor Joseph described. “I had no scratches. The car was in flames, but I wasn’t burned. I found pieces of glass in my hair and four parts of the bomb in the scarf I had around my neck. As if a scarf could stop a bomb. Nothing touched me, I lost not even a drop of blood.”

The young pastor was dumbfounded by how his life has been spared. He immediately credited his survival to the hand of the Lord. “God gave me additional time. He put his stamp on my ministry, He said ‘Go on.’ God encouraged me that day.”

Seven years later, the Islamic State took control of big parts of Iraq and Muslims began coming to Christ in surprising numbers. It was then that Pastor Joseph understood why God wanted him to stay in Baghdad. “When someone asks me why I remain with my family in Baghdad, I tell them this story.” He explains, “There is violence everywhere, persecution everywhere. We suffer from the same things as all the people here suffer from. We want to be with them”

And, Pastor Joseph’s brush with death convinced him of one thing. “I know God is with me each moment.”

Pastor Joseph is now married and has two children. Their family sees people coming to Christ through all of the challenges and conflicts. 

Pastor Joseph knows he is at risk living in a city where people are randomly targeted, finding themselves assaulted simply because they in the wrong place at the wrong moment.

Still, he is determined that this is where God wants him to be. “We like to be like a Menorah. We’re a small group, we trust in our God. He can use us. We see that everyone is seeking peace, love and hope. We as a church are sharing about the ultimate source of these things. When they hear us talking about this, they listen.”

Source: https://www.opendoorsusa.org

Monday, 30 July 2018

Stories of Faith - Episode 22

Tiffany Thompson's Story

“I was raised in church, however, I had a dysfunctional view of who God is. I viewed Him as a taskmaster – meaning that if I did good, I was rewarded and if I did bad I was punished severely. And I had that view from childhood up until my teenage years. We were raised in a church, I’m the baby of 8 children, from Detroit, Michigan, I need to preface by saying that I honor my Father and mother, they did the best that they could. And even though I grew up in a dysfunctional home. I must say that I can’t imagine doing what they tried to do, they did their best. However, there was always some sort of upheaval, some kind of disorganization, some kind of chaos in my home, and as the baby of the house, I was always in the middle of it. I couldn’t understand, I thought ‘I’m the little one, somebody come and save me.’ So I witnessed a lot, a lot of things that I’m not proud of to say that I witnessed, but for whatever reason, I did witness it. My father died when he was 48 years old. And that had a devastating effect on me because I was 8 at the time. I was just getting to know him and I didn’t really understand the concept of death and no one explained it to me, all I knew was that he was never coming back and I couldn’t understand it. 

Shortly thereafter, my mother remarried and I would like to say that it got better for us, but it actually went worse. It went from bad to worse. And that’s when I began to develop a very deep depression, a very deep insecurity, I didn’t know who I was, I didn’t know who God made me to be, so I began to question my existence, I didn’t understand why God made me, so I didn’t want to live anymore. In my teenage years, I began to…. I actually stand here today as a miracle because I attempted suicide twice, and it failed for whatever reason, I couldn’t understand, all I can say is by God’s grace I’m still here. During that time, I met a young lady, she was my grade school best friend. Her name was Shanda. And we clicked immediately, and now I understand why we clicked, because she also was very suicidal, and she was also very depressed. And we just had something so in common, and I thought nobody could have a darker life than me and this young lady could. And we just bonded immediately, we made it all the way to our senior year and I remember on a Friday night I called my friend Shanda because I hadn’t heard from her in two weeks and I said, ‘hey Shanda its good to hear from you’ and she said, ‘Hey’. We had a very short conversation. I said, ‘hey maybe after we graduate next week, we can get together and spend two weeks. She said sure, never once did she hint that something was wrong. That was Friday. On Monday, her mother called me and said she was dead. She had shot herself in the head. I never did deal with the pain of losing my best friend and I just needed to escape, so believe it or not, I escaped through church, I escaped through façade. I wasn’t living an immoral life. However, it still was a façade, it was a cover up for me because I didn’t know how to deal with my friend’s death. Two years into serving in the ministry, we began to see some things in the leadership that was very very disheartening and as a result, I hardened my heart even more. I said okay, if I can’t find solace in church, then I just quit, I began to put up walls. But one thing that I noticed was that when I put up those walls, not only did I keep people out but I kept God out. From that moment, I said I’m just gonna pursue my studies. I got accepted into a conservatory. During that time, I met my college sweetheart, and we were both Christians, and after I graduated I began to work professionally as an actress. Filmed TV Broadway for about four, five years. I came back from doing a job on the west coast, and I ran into my college sweetheart. There was something very dysfunctional about our relationship and we couldn’t see it, even though we were both Christians. Well, I ended up conceiving out of wedlock. And again I found myself in a situation that I thought I would never be in. First of all I couldn’t believe I put myself in that situation, but here I was, pregnant. I began to take matters in my own hand and I decided that I would abort my child. I gathered money together, went to the clinic, gave the money to the doctor examining me. She said, “Tiffany, you need to sit up, I cannot operate on you.” I said, “why?”, she said because you are too early. She said, come back in two weeks. She said we’ll keep the deposit, you just come back in two weeks. 

So two weeks, I had a chance to choose life or choose death. Within those two weeks, all I can tell you is that there was a war going on in my mind that you will not even believe. I’m not a person who says I hear from God, because I’m just humble to serve him, but I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I heard God’s voice and He said Tiffany choose life. And I did not know at the time that my child was going to be a girl. But He told me, choose the name Zoey. I just kept hearing Zoey, Zoey. And at the end of the two weeks, I said yes Lord. I said okay. I won’t even go back and get the money. And I remember, beign on the train and I remember I never ever really looked up, but one day I looked up on my way from the abortion clinic, and I saw in big black bold letters, PRAY. And right then and there, I knew God was trying to get my attention. God was trying to knock down all the walls that I had put up. I thought it was rightfully so, but God was trying to get me from a place where the enemy was trying to destroy me. So I decided to keep my child, nine months later, I had my child, it’s a girl. I had no idea she is gonna be a girl. I named her Zoe. Lost every friend that you can imagine, lost every connection that you can imagine, lost my agents, lost my integrity, was humiliated but yet I chose life. And I said Thank you Jesus for giving me the grace to choose life. Believe it or not, I was working still as a single mum, and as an actress and I was working professionally but I was unsettled. And God said okay Tiffany, you chose life, you obeyed me, but I need you to give it all to me. I need you to lay it down. And I said God it’s so hard because I built my whole life around this. What am I supposed to do. I was supposed to be a doctor. I’m an actress, I don’t even have a plan B. What am I supposed to do? Trust me Tiffany, just do it. Trust me. And I said okay God, whatever you want I’ll do it. Whatever you want. That was in Feb 2010. I stopped going out on auditions, I just began to pray, and got a call from Mr Greg Thomas here in the Music ministry (at Times Square Church) and he asked me to come in and long story short, he asked me have I ever considered working full time in the ministry. And I just laughed, I said okay God, you have a sense of humor, are you serious? And he said, we are going through a few resumes and we put yours and we may consider you one if the Lord will have it, I walked out those doors. And I said Lord Jesus if this is what you have for me, if you want me, you know how I feel about church. You know two or 3 weeks later I got a phone call and Greg said we will like to have you. Would you consider coming on board? And at that moment I said yes. I’ve been serving in the ministry here since June 2010. My daughter’s name is Zoe. She is the most adorable young lady that I have ever laid my eyes on. She has taught me how to love, she had taught me how to break down the walls. I’ve still got so much work to do, but all I could tell you, if I could encourage anybody or any person who has to deal with maybe abortion may not be it, maybe suicide may not be it. But if I can encourage anybody today, I would tell you of God chose you to do something, obey because you never know, what God has in store. I don’t know what my choice did, I may have lost a lot, but I gained life, and I gained eternity and my daughter is alive. “And the enemy comes to steal, kill and destroy but I have come that they may have life and that they may have it more abundantly.” The enemy tried to steal me through suicide, he could not do it, he tried to steal me by making me to abort my child, thus destroying me, he could not do it, so I wanna encourage everybody here obedience is better than sacrifice. God bless you!