Papua New Guinea 10
Forgive or I cannot forgive you 23
Jesus still heals today 28
Long Bay Gaol 40
Attempted murder 43
Bathurst Gaol 46
How to pray 53
Counting the cost 65
The heart condition 66
Dracula – fact or fiction 69
If you love me 75
Being gay 81
Fiji revisited – 1997 95
What Jesus means to me 97
My diary entries 102
are two distinct worlds; the physical and the spiritual. We cannot
see God and His angels, or the devil and his demons, unless God
allows us to do so. However, that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. We
cannot see the wind, but we can see its effects. A gentle breeze can
sway a tree; a hurricane can uproot it. So no matter how much people
deny God’s existence they cannot deny those things that they see on a
daily basis, the sky, the grass, the flowers, food and water etc.
1:19 – 20
…what can be known about God is plain to them for, God himself made
Ever since God created the world, his invisible qualities, both his
eternal power and his divine nature, have been clearly seen; they are
perceived in the things that God has made. So those people have no
excuse at all!
purpose of this book has been to share the reality of God with those
who read its pages. The stories are factual and show that miracles
did not die with the disciples and apostles. God, through the Holy
Spirit and the Lord Jesus Christ, is as active today, as He was then,
in the lives of the people who want to get to know Him.
Christ is the same yesterday, today, and for ever.
only people would seek a personal
with God through His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit,
their lives would be dramatically changed and they would experience
miracles in their life and the lives of the people around them.
1984 my daughter Rachael and I went to Fiji for a holiday. The first
seven days were spent at Dick’s Place on Malolo Lai Lai Island. We
were delighted with the Fijian style accommodation. While unpacking,
a slim, tall Fijian woman, in her late twenties entered and asked if
we needed anything. During our stay she would be looking after us and
the bure (the hut we lived in). The red hibiscus was firmly anchored
behind her ear and contrasted beautifully with the white teeth and
don’t even remember how the subject of Jesus came up, but when it
did, she started to cry. As we talked, it turned out that she had
grown cold and wanted to know Jesus again. As we read the Bible, the
Holy Spirit touched her and she gave her heart back to Jesus.
next day she brought three other women with her to hear the Word of
God. Again the Holy Spirit touched their hearts and all three
rededicated their lives to Jesus Christ. For the rest of our stay, we
then had Bible study every evening.
the last night I decided to simply read as much of the Gospel of John
as possible. We didn’t get any further than chapter one, where John
talks about water baptism. I asked Kara if she had been baptised as
an adult. The answer was, “no”. I suggested that she should
go to the mainland and attend to the matter.
what if I can’t find a minister?” was the reply.
our conversation God spoke to me. “You baptise her.”
reaction was, “What me? I am not a minister; besides I’m a
are my disciple, aren’t you?”
doesn’t look at our gender, only our heart condition. Without further
argument (arguments with God are pointless, He always wins), I
hesitantly asked Kara if she would like me to baptise her. She was
delighted with the suggestion. Only later did she tell me that God
had told her that morning at 8 o’clock, to ask me to baptise her.
the ocean was just outside the front door, I figured that there would
be plenty of water for my first baptism. Wrong; the tide was out!
Much can be said for Kara’s love for Jesus, because water, or no
water, darkness or daylight, (it was 10 o’clock at night) she was
determined to be baptised. So we walked, for what seemed kilometres,
out onto the reef, in knee deep water.
shore lights gradually faded in the distance and the dark waters of
the ocean appeared in front of us. I decided that knee deep was
better, than no water at all. Never having baptised anybody, I didn’t
have the faintest idea of what to say, so I simply said, “Kara,
do you want to follow the Lord Jesus Christ through the waters of
baptism?” Her reply came quickly and clearly. “Yes”. I
then said to her, “I baptise you in the name of the Father, the
Son and the Holy Spirit; according to the commands of the Lord Jesus
Christ.” Then I asked her to lie down making sure that the water
we waded back to shore I heard splashes in the water. Being in the
tropics my first thought was — sea snakes! I turned to Kara and
asked her if that was the case. “Oh yes, lots and lots, that’s
why I was a bit frightened to go into the water.”
as well Kara told me after the baptism, because I certainly wouldn’t
have gone into the water if I had known about the sea snakes – which
by the way are much deadlier than land snakes. Neither the snakes,
nor the sharp coral could keep Kara from following Jesus’ commands
once she had made her decision.
last seven days of our holiday in Fiji were to be spent on the
mainland at Crows Nest. Here we met Selai, who introduced us to Mary.
It didn’t take long for the women and myself to sit down and read the
Bible. The day before our departure Mary invited Rachael and myself
to visit her family in the village.
were my images of post card Fijian villages, where huts are made of
dried grasses and artistically plaited palm leaves. Here the walls
and roof were made of corrugated iron. The average size Australian
loungeroom, plus one bedroom was the size of this dwelling. A piece
of material, down the middle of the sleeping section divided the
double bunks and single bed from the parent’s double bed. The living
quarters contained a kerosene fridge, food cupboard and a lounge. A
small outhouse provided shower and toilet facilities. What the house
lacked in material possessions was compensated for in cosiness.
village we had been invited to, was not what we had expected, but
Rachael and I were very glad to have been given the opportunity to
meet a Fijian family in their home. As Billy said, “Unless you
come into our villages and enter our homes, you will never come to
know the Fijians and Fiji.”
the family on the uneven clay floor, we enjoyed the delicious food of
corned beef and beans. They in turn enjoyed the apples I had brought
them. From talking about every day issues the conversation turned to
Mary’s husband Billy, and his hand that was being eaten up by
leprosy. I shared with him how I used to be a cripple and how Jesus
had brought my dead leg back to life again. I assured him that even
though the leg, over a period of time, had shrunk almost to skin and
bone, God had totally restored it and He could do the same for
we talked about the love of God and His mighty ways, Billy broke down
and cried. When the sobbing eased, relief rather than embarrassment
showed on his face. Men have been conditioned not to cry, it is only
the Holy Spirit who can touch a man’s heart to the point where he can
see himself for what he really is. Sharing the simple gospel of Jesus
Christ with Billy, had given God the opportunity to touch his heart.
had once been a Christian, but worldly interests had cooled his
relationship with God. Before becoming a Christian he had leprosy in
his right hand, but praise God, he was healed of that condition when
he turned to Jesus. Unfortunately the leprosy returned when he became
unfaithful to God and his wife.
wanted to give his life back to Jesus. The answer was, “yes”.
God then told me to put my hand on his diseased hand and pray for
healing. Unlike the disobedience I had shown, in the market place,
when God had told me to pray for a woman with a goiter, I did as I
was told immediately. In the market place I had been too shy
(ashamed, fearful??) to obey God’s voice three times, there was no
excuse to be disobedient again.
wrote a few weeks later and told me that her husband’s hand had been
completely restored, as had their marriage and his walk with God.
Both are now happily serving Jesus Christ.
years later I still thank God for that healing in Billy’s hand, but I
am also still saddened by my disobedience in not praying for the
woman with the goiter. God wanted to heal her, but I wouldn’t allow
Him to use me as a vessel. I can only hope somebody more obedient
came along soon afterwards.
in Australia – the flea plague
and I had barely passed through customs when we were joyfully
embraced by my other two daughters, Connie and Sonja, and Paul, my
son-in-law. Echoes of,
missed you” were mingled with; “oh mum, the smash repair
place resprayed the car bonnet a slightly different colour”.
“Sorry, but half of
the plants died, we forgot to water them.”
“By the way there is
also a flea plague in the flat.”
head was spinning at what I heard. I felt like getting on the next
plane back to Fiji.
the suitcases was exciting, both for my family and myself. Being back
home, in familiar surroundings felt great. The fleas must have
realised that the mistress of the house had returned for they were in
hiding. I even told the children that they must have imagined a ‘flea
plague’. Fleas or no fleas, I fell into bed that night, leaving half
empty suitcases and dirty clothes scattered around the loungeroom.
horror, the gumboots weren’t made out of black rubber, but black
writhing bodies. This realisation hit me as I began to draw back the
curtains next morning. So there was a flea plague after all! Just as
well the pests were only sucking my blood from the knees down.
a perfectionist where cleanliness is concerned, I wasn’t going to
share our home with millions of unwelcome, disease carrying insects.
A very quick trip to the supermarket and five cans of surface spray,
seemed to be the answer. First, all plants had to be carried out onto
the front and back balcony, so that the fumes wouldn’t kill them.
Next, with a lot of muscle power, the furniture was shifted to one
corner. The large lounge and diningroom, hallway and three bedrooms
were all thoroughly sprayed. The effort nearly killed me; whether the
fleas had been affected was another matter.
next day there was a drop in numbers, but they had not been totally
destroyed. I decided it was time to ring up the local pest control
company. They promised to come the next day. That night, as I said my
prayers, not even thinking of the fleas, God said:
my people were in Egypt, no plagues came near them, only the
Egyptians were bothered by plagues. I created the fleas, I can just
as easily exterminate them.”
was absolutely thrilled by what God had said. Naturally I prayed
immediately asking God to kill off every flea. However, not until I
picked up the phone the next morning and cancelled the pest control
appointment, did all the fleas drop dead. Not one could be found and
even many years later no flea ever bothered us again. Praise God for
a mighty miracle.
days later God revealed to me why he had allowed me to go through all
that trauma. In my own strength I had not been able to get rid of the
fleas. I was to stop over-working myself, and instead I was to rely
on the guidance of the Holy Spirit to help me in all situations. With
God on your side, life is so much easier and cheaper.
all over the world have a favourite place they would like to visit.
Egypt and Israel have always held a fascination for me, so on the
spur of the moment I decided to visit these two countries, leaving on
the 14th December 1990 and returning on the 1st January 1991.
book, video, or pamphlet can prepare the visitor for the sounds,
sights and smells of Egypt. People had warned me that I would find
the place dirty, men would molest me and I would have a terrible
time. None of the above was true and I had a wonderful time.
is very much part of Jewish history. Joseph was sold into slavery and
ended up becoming second-in-charge to Pharaoh. Can you imagine my
excitement, when on the island of Philae the guide pointed to a large
stone saying that it contained the story of the seven years of famine
and plenty, as well as the story of a young Semite who ruled
second-in-charge to Pharaoh? The guide was quick to point out that
the young man could not have been the Joseph of the Old Testament,
because the name on the stone was an Egyptian one. What joy when
later in the day God reminded me that Joseph had been given an
Egyptian name, Zaphenath Paneah. (Genesis 41:45-46)
marvelled at the massive statue of Rameses, at the Karnak temple
complex, at Luxor. Whether this was the same Rameses who had enslaved
the children of Israel, I don’t know. What I do know is that, “The
Israelites built the cities of Pithom and Rameses to serve as supply
centres for the king.” Exodus 1:11
a great man of God was born in Egypt. He led the Israelites out of
captivity. God performed many mighty miracles among His people on
their way to the promised land. Even so they continuously complained
and grieved God by their unbelief. Things haven’t changed that much
these days. God’s patience with His rebellious people absolutely
But now don’t be discouraged, any of you. Do the work, for I am with
When you came out of Egypt, I promised that I would always be with
you. I am still with you, so do not be afraid.
Bible speaks of worldly living as representing Egypt. I can say a
hundred percent that God has never forsaken me since I turned my back
on the world. “You are not of this world.” God spoke these
words to me during the night, as well as the following day. Not until
I read John 17:16 did I realise how blessed I was. “They are not
of the world, even as I am not of the world.”
Egyptian guide Mohammed, tried to live in two worlds. God showed me
this clearly as we toured a tomb in the Valley of the Queens. As the
tour group followed Mohammed through the passageway into the tomb,
God showed me that this man, although calling himself a Muslim,
believed in the gods of Ancient Egypt. Constant visits to the tombs
had allowed the spirits (demons) of these ‘gods’ to attach themselves
to his mind. He was shocked when I told him what God had shown me.
After all, devout Muslims only believe in Allah. To then be caught
out believing in the gods of Ancient Egypt was a shock to the system.
we walked through the amazing temple complex of Karnak, God spoke to
me again about Mohammed. I was to pray the following for him. His
eyes were to be opened to what was around him; broken down monuments,
left by dead people. He was to turn from the dead monuments to the
living God – Jesus Christ.
was able to share with Mohammed what God had shown me, both before
and during the flight from Luxor to Cairo. The man listened eagerly
to my testimonies about Jesus. He, like everybody else I talked to
about Jesus, was fascinated by the amazing miracles that God
performs. People want to hear about the reality
of God, not listen to boring religious arguments.
in Cairo I decided to visit the Anglican church, just around the
corner from the Hotel Marriott, where I was staying. The church
service had just finished and I introduced myself to the first couple
I spotted. All the people were Sudanese and that was how I met Lorna
and Emmanuel. This kind couple invited me to their home for dinner
the following evening. After a wonderful day of visiting the
pyramids, the sphinx and the Cairo museum, I was picked up by
couple was so thrilled to hear about the mighty works of God, that
they invited the neighbours as well. As the couple had not been
baptised by full immersion as adults, it was my turn to invite them
back to the Marriott. God must have had a reason for putting me in a
hotel with a luxurious bathroom, and a deep bath. Emmanuel and Lorna,
like most Sudanese, are very tall.
time for the bus was 5 a.m. A chilly wind hit me straight between the
eyes as I left the cosy hotel and boarded the bus. The sun had not
yet risen, so we travelled in darkness. The poor of Cairo were
already up and about carrying massive trays of freshly baked bread on
their heads. The thin rags would not have kept out the winter wind.
Two worlds were gliding past each other; the world of the tourist
sitting in a comfortable coach and the world of the Egyptian poor.
bus left the narrow streets of Cairo and clawed its way up a steep
hill to the last pick-up point for passengers. While the luggage was
being loaded onto the bus, God directed my attention to a very large
tree growing beside the hotel. The tree was ugly. The branches
contained no leaves. The only beautiful thing about the tree was the
nineteen large white flowers. How do I know that there were nineteen
flowers? I had plenty of time to count them, considering how long it
took to load the bus and seat the new passengers.
white flowers stood out against the dark morning sky. God told me
that they represented His children and the ugly tree represented the
world. How true is the Word of God that tells us to be the spotless
bride, ready for the return of the Lord Jesus Christ.
guess the natural sequence of events is to follow the dark road
heading towards Israel. To the Australian citizen an armed escort is
what they see on television, or in an adventure film. Being part of
that convoy felt exciting. I wouldn’t have been so thrilled if
bullets had ripped the bus and passengers to threads. The Egyptian
government had decided these precautions were necessary after
Palestinians stopped a bus the previous year, shooting all the
trip from Egypt to Israel, although ten hours, was very pleasant. Not
all the time was spent travelling, there were delays when changing
the escort, or waiting patiently at the border.
sat at the front of the bus next to Karim, the owner of the company.
Before long I was sharing the gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ with
this Muslim. He in return, by the time we were ready to cross the
Suez Canal, was calling me mother and feeding me from the lunch his
wife had packed him. The hours flew quickly as we chatted. Even at a
tiny town, when we stopped for a meal, I felt safe under the
protection of this man.
our journey continued I was contented to just sit and absorb scenes
from an ancient land, where time had stood still. The sights along
the way were fascinating. Bedouin encampments in the distance
consisting of tents or rough wrought iron makeshift houses, camel
herds strolling leisurely in the distance, or shepherds herding
sheep, or goats. There was also the occasional oasis, a green patch
that stood out for its tall palm trees, in the middle of rocky
ground. I had expected to see only rolling hills of sand, this wasn’t
ancient sights in Egypt thrilled me. The religiousness in Israel,
especially Jerusalem, disgusted me. God must be so sad when He looks
down at His beloved city. Jesus is big business in Jerusalem. Stalls
and stores will sell anything from pebbles ‘Jesus stepped on’ to the
most useless rubbish you can imagine. When the guide said we would go
to the birth place of Jesus, I became excited! Instead, we entered a
church. I asked if this was the actual birth place of Christ. His
reply was, “Oh no!” If that wasn’t enough, the church was
divided into two sections, one for the Catholics and one for the
section we happened to be in was Catholic. Long lines of nuns
patiently waited to kiss the marble slab at the centre of which was a
silver star and a ruby goblet. The church of the Holy Sepulchre
wasn’t much better. Jesus hadn’t been buried here either. From the
church of the Ascension, to the church of Saint Peter, to the church
near the tomb of Lazarus, to the church of ????. Some people in
Australia go for a pub crawl, the tour I was on went for a church
crawl. After a while I became thoroughly sick of the gold and silver,
jewel covered religious ornaments and statues of the saints, Mary and
Joseph. Between the Catholic church and the Orthodox churches (Greek,
Russian etc.), the market was well and truly covered. Sadly I didn’t
come across one person who had a personal relationship with Jesus
visit to “Jesus’ Town” Capernaum, really did it. All that
marked the place where Jesus had once walked — you guessed it —
were Catholic buildings. Don’t ask me what they were because I don’t
remember. There was the ruin of a synagogue I would have liked to
have had a closer look at. Beside those ruins also were the
foundations of Peter’s mother-in-law’s house. Have a guess what
prevented me? You’ve guessed it, a fence, but more annoyingly the
building of a Catholic church, which had been built on a platform, on
a pylon, rising straight out of the middle of ruins. The only way to
get into the complex was to be booked in for mass first. At that news
I really became annoyed! What gave the Catholic Church the right to
monopolise ancient biblical sights! The next day I decided not to go
on another church crawl, but made my own way around Tiberius.
I had left the religiousness behind I felt terrific. My first project
was to climb the hill behind Tiberius. From the top I had a great
view of the Sea of Galilee and the Jordanian mountains. I hadn’t felt
God’s presence in any of the churches the tour group had visited, but
here on the hill I felt a tremendous peace as I reached out to God in
prayer. At least it was possible that Jesus could have climbed this
hill with His disciples. Only when it started to rain did I tear
myself away from what I felt to be God’s presence.
the rain didn’t last too long I decided to walk through the shopping
centre. Two hours later I returned to the hotel laden with goodies –
leather shoes and magnificently hand-crafted glass vases.
on that afternoon I enjoyed a swim in the heated swimming pool. The
swim became even more enjoyable as I listened to the winter storms
raging outside, how relaxing. As relaxing as bobbing up and down in
the Dead Sea! The tour had stopped at the Dead Sea after viewing the
fortress of Masada. King Herod, had been the first to see the
possibilities of the plateau. The king wanted a summer retreat, so he
built a palace on three levels on the northern aspect of the plateau.
Sixty years after Herod’s death, the fortress became the final
resting place of 960 Zealots. This group of Jews preferred suicide,
rather than falling into the hands of the Roman army, which had laid
siege to the fortress. What made the visit to Masada even more
enjoyable, was the fact that there were no modern churches amongst
these ancient ruins. The builders in the time of Herod had shown
genius, as could be seen in the remains of the bath-house. I was
particularly interested in seeing distinct patterns in floor designs,
or fragments of colour in remaining pieces of plaster.
the tour had finished I was able to enjoy two days of wandering, by
myself, through the bazaar, in the old city of Jerusalem. The store
holders were friendly and I enjoyed sitting and chatting with them.
One store holder invited me to join him for a cup of coffee.
Considering I was a total stranger, he trusted me with his belongings
while he went to the nearest store to buy the coffee. I felt as if
the clock had been turned back thousands of years as I sat on a low
stool, amongst goods only found in the Middle East. My host asked me
about Australia, while I asked him about his Palestinian background
and life in Jerusalem. At no stage was I molested by either
Palestinian or Jew.
my second last day in Jerusalem I thoroughly enjoyed wandering
through the “Tower of David” museum. There were models and
artifacts representing 3,000 years of Jewish history. The model
representing the siege of Jerusalem, by the Romans 70 AD, gave the
viewer a better understanding of life at that time. Seeing the Roman
influence in miniature, reminded me of the Roman monuments at
Caesarea, the aqueducts and the amphitheatre.
didn’t find Jesus in Israel although there were plenty of churches
commemorating biblical events. I had found Jesus twenty years ago,
when I had cried out to God saying, “God I’ve made a mess of my
life, help me to clean it up.” I’m glad that God doesn’t have a
complex about being used; waiting and hoping, that maybe, one day
somebody will actually talk to Him.
wasn’t in the ruins of archaeological sights, or old churches, He had
actually travelled with me in my heart. That is the miracle of my
trip to Egypt and Israel. God showed me a land that has featured so
much in biblical history, “I called my Son out of Egypt”
and the land Israel, which God sent His Son to, so that through His
birth and resurrection we might have eternal life.
causes division. Those who truly seek God will find Him, but only
through the Lord Jesus Christ. Often people will say to me, “Oh
you’re very religious. What church do you belong to?”
is the immediate reply.
you have to have fellowship somewhere. I’m a Baptist.” (Or whatever
other denomination they might mention.)
answer always is, “True, but I always associate myself with
Jesus first, for let’s face it, no denomination ever died on the
17th January, 1996, I boarded a plane bound for Papua New Guinea. I
was to start teaching at the Lae Technical College the following
Monday, the 22nd. After a two day stopover in Port Moresby, the trip
continued on to Lae. Common sense should have told me that a third
world country isn’t rich and that I need not have bought new
suitcases; they only stood out amongst the tattered ones of the
nationals who also left the plane at Nadzab Airport. Mareg, the
driver and also a lecturer from the college, was already waiting.
scenery flashed passed the speeding bus. The whole trip resembled an
obstacle course, as Mareg tried to avoid the huge potholes. What,
with the swerving and the speed, it was not possible to take photos,
so I just sat back and relaxed.
were small clusters of grass huts sheltering under tall palm trees.
At intervals locals sat by the roadside selling their wares; kaukau,
sweet potatoes, bananas, coconuts and yellowish green fruits, the
size of a plum. Occasionally a pig could be seen looking for food in
the rubbish that was lying around. The dogs looked mangy and very
to the suburbs the grass huts were replaced by solid cement block
dwellings. As in Port Moresby, the doors and windows were covered
with heavy iron bars. All the signs pointed to heavy criminal
activity, but from the safety of the bus I didn’t worry about that.
Once in town the place looked like a war zone, very high wire fences
topped with razor wire, electric gates, blood hounds and security
guards – all for the purpose of keeping out the “rascals” –
criminals in Pidgin.
new home was to be a two storey townhouse, in a complex of four. My
neighbours on one side were a national doctor and his wife and their
children. On the other side lived an African and his P.N.G wife. The
last unit was empty. As it turned out Simon the African, was my boss
and would give me a lift to and from work.
day one, Anastasia, the doctor’s wife, and I hit it off. As all
nationals, that I worked with, or befriended, she was lovely and
couldn’t do enough for me. On my first visit to her home I was
dismayed to see how sick their child was. On the floor lay a very
thin child, who appeared to be about 11 to 12 months old; in fact it
was 17 months. The, eyes appeared over-large because of the bony
face. My heart grieved because it was only too obvious that the child
would not live past its 17 months. Although the father was a
prominent doctor and the mother a nurse there was nothing they had
been able to do. Even visits to Australian doctors in Port Moresby
had been of no use. There was nothing that could be done
the hole in the heart, or the complications in the respiratory
system. The following week I asked the parents to bring the child to
my home, so that we could pray for him. Little Marcus had been
baptised into the Catholic Church. I now asked the parents to
dedicate the child to Almighty God the Lord Jesus Christ, then I
claimed the child’s healing and prayed according to Isaiah 53:5.
because of our sins he was wounded, beaten because of the evil we
did. We are healed by the punishment he suffered, made whole by the
blows he received.
happened! There was no improvement at all in his condition. A week
later as I was nursing the child, God spoke to me and told me to
rebuke the spirit of infirmity. As I prayed earnestly for a few
minutes, Marcus started to cough up mucus. Then he smiled and
relaxed. After that prayer, the heartbeat and breathing became
normal. The intake of food increased to the point where little rolls
of fat appeared covering the ribs. Six weeks later for the first
time, he started to crawl and two months later he was pulling himself
up and walking by holding onto the furniture. Everybody that knew the
family was amazed at the mighty miracle God had performed in Marcus.
will ask how can a tiny baby have a demon in it that nearly caused it
to die? The answer is simple. What the parents are involved in! After
seeing the miracle in her child and hearing the message about Jesus
Christ, Anastasia turned away from the church and instead asked God
to forgive her for her sins and made Jesus Christ the Lord of her
life. Shortly afterwards she followed Jesus through the waters of
baptism. As she started to read the Bible she realised that much of
what the Catholic Church teaches is not true.
devil doesn’t like it when you make a stand for Jesus, so one day at
7.30 in the morning, while on the way to work, Simon and I were held
up at gun point. Even now I can see the man standing in the middle of
the road, the sawn off shot-gun resting on his hip. The instant the
car stopped a man with a bush knife pulled open the door, commanding
me to get out. The same happened to Simon. The four men, two with
guns and two with bush knives, then jumped into the car and sped off.
The two of us were left standing on the road with nothing but our
clothes. As the policeman later commented, we had been ‘lucky’
because I hadn’t been dragged into the bushes and raped.
when I was getting over the armed hold up, the townhouse was broken
into one night. My terrified screams brought the neighbours running.
The criminals fled before they could be caught. As I couldn’t bear to
stay in the townhouse once it had been broken into, the college moved
me to its motel units. At least I could breathe easily again.
night my colleague and friend, Mary, together with her fiancé John,
came to visit me. During the course of the evening John told me how
he had been sick for many years, suffering from chest pains,
headaches, constipation and other intestinal problems. The doctors
couldn’t help and finally he had to give up his well paid job as an
accountant. Before the pair left, John asked me to pray for him. I
said a simple prayer asking God to let his intestines function
properly and rebuked the parasites feeding on him. The chest pains
and headaches were a result of the abdominal problems, so God caused
me to pray for a mighty anointing of peace from the Holy Spirit.
distance from the motel unit to their house was only a ten minute
walk, but by the time they had arrived, John needed to go to the
toilet. He hadn’t done that for a long time without the aid of
medication. The chest pains and headaches also disappeared. Praise
God for the mighty work done in John’s body.
being healed and hearing the message about God’s salvation through
the Lord Jesus Christ, Mary left the Catholic Church and John left
the Lutheran Church. Reading the Bible on a daily basis, both could
see that what the two churches were teaching didn’t add up. Neither
had found peace of mind, joy or healing, in the church they had
attended, but they found it, and more, through a personal
relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ.
few weeks later I made the following diary entry:
today I had the privilege of baptising Mary and John. What a mighty
change God has performed in their lives. They are both beaming.
the criminals attempted to break into the motel unit on two
occasions, I decided to move in with Mary. At last I felt safe.
the couple had become Christians, they had ignored the poor and the
crippled on the street. Now, they decided to go to the hospital and
bring food to the sick children. One day I offered to take John’s
place. From then on Mary and I made regular visits every Friday
afternoon straight after work. First however, we had to rush to the
local market, before it closed, to buy the food. Finally, laden with
bananas, raw peanuts, sugar fruit, hard boiled eggs and whatever else
we could find that was easy to eat, we entered the children’s ward.
So Jesus said to those who believed in him, “If you obey my
teaching, you are really my
16:17 Believers will be given the power to perform miracles: they
will drive out demons in my name: they will speak in strange tongues:
if they pick up snakes or drink any poison, they will not be harmed;
will place their hands on sick people, and they will get well.”
a disciple of Jesus Christ, I put Mark 16:17&18 into practice and
saw many mighty miracles as I prayed for the children. There were
many cases of malaria, both in tiny babies and older children. In one
instance we had just entered the ward when we heard a seven or eight
year old child sobbing loudly. He was terribly distressed. After Mary
had asked permission to pray, I sank to my knees beside his low bed.
I placed my hand on his little forehead, which was burning up. As I
prayed the crying stopped and the child fell asleep. Miraculously
within minutes the temperature also returned to normal.
were also many cases of tuberculosis. After weeks of prayer, the
children’s health improved dramatically and they were able to leave
the hospital. Mary and I were overjoyed to see empty beds the next
week, or hear parents tell us how God had performed a miracle in
their child. Such was the case of a nine month old baby I had prayed
for. The child’s head had almost been twice its size, yet the
swelling went down completely just after we left. In two other cases
children had been in a coma for ten and fourteen days. After prayer
both children regained consciousness – praise God.
day we came to a couple who were holding twins. One was healthy and
the other one was sick. The babies were only three weeks old. I said
a simple prayer for the sick child and left it at that. The next week
the couple were still there. I asked them how the child was and found
out that there had been no change. Only when the father accidentally
moved the blanket did I get a good look at the baby. The eyes were
staring wildly and the little face was twisted into ugly grimaces.
Instantly I knew that I was dealing with a spirit of infirmity. The
devil is ugly and tries to make God’s perfect creation ugly. I prayed
very firmly under my breath, commanding the demon to leave the child.
Without touching the child in any way it responded by crying. When I
had finished I asked Mary to ask the parents if they had any dealings
with evil. The answer was, “yes”, a witch doctor. So here
was the answer why one child was healthy and beautiful and the other
one sick and ugly. Praise God, although the demon went, it took a few
weeks for the physical damage to be repaired.
also performed a mighty miracle in a child whose body was
unbelievably swollen. The head looked like a balloon, on top of
another balloon, the neck. The stomach of the child was incredibly
swollen. The mother next week was very happy to see us, and couldn’t
stop praising God enough for having healed her daughter.
get so angry when I hear religious
people tell me that it is God’s will for them to be sick. The God I
serve does not take delight in seeing people suffer, only satan does.
Somebody once mentioned to me that Joni, who is a paraplegic, was a
blessing to people who had read her book. I must admit I was stumped
for a moment and asked the Holy Spirit to give me wisdom. I asked the
person, what would they rather be: me, healed from paralysis, or Joni
still flat on her back? I also asked what was more glorifying for
God, a healthy or a sick person? He couldn’t answer me on both
our months of going to the hospital I was very proud of Mary. First
she just translated the message of Jesus into Pidgin and watched as I
prayed, but gradually I encouraged her, a baby Christian, to also
pray. As she prayed, believing, she saw miracles and grew at a rapid
we are to be true disciples of Jesus we can’t just soak up a lot of
information and never put it into practice.
My friends, what good is it for one of you to say that you have faith
if your actions do not prove it? Can that faith save him?
So it is with faith:
if it is alone and includes no actions, then it is dead.
You see, then, that it
is by our actions that we are put right with God, and not by our
taught me that lesson, many years earlier, in Australia. It looked as
if I had broken my arm, judging by the swelling and pain. I prayed
for healing, but the pain still persisted. Two days later it had
gotten to the stage where I couldn’t even hold a knife and fork. God
spoke to me and said, “Do you believe that you are healed?”
act like it.”
picked up the knife and fork and persisted in eating my meal. The
longer I used the cutlery, the less the pain!
go back to Papua New Guinea. God is not limited to healing the body,
but also restoring the mind. I made the following entry in my diary:
went to the Hospitality & Tourism Department this morning. One of
the teachers commented that George had cheated in the exam, his mark
being 100%. My response was, “No, God has performed a miracle”.
four months George had failed every test and assignment I had given
him. The marks being in the range of 8, 7, 12 out of a 100. It
amazed me how he had ever gotten into the course. A few weeks ago I
had said to him that he needed to cry out to God to help him. For not
only were his marks poor in my subject, but all the others as well.
He did as I suggested.
then on his marks jumped to the 50s and 60s in my subject and now to
top it off he had managed to get 100% in another subject. God had
indeed performed a mighty miracle.
years before a similar thing had happened in Australia. A lady rang
me and asked would I tutor her son. When he had improved
dramatically, I was asked to tutor the daughter as well. Melanie was
in Year 9 and couldn’t cope with English. The homework tasks I set
were sometimes done very well, at other times the quality was very
how much the parents were paying me I became annoyed and told my
student that she needed to work harder, or I wouldn’t be teaching her
anymore. At that comment the child became very distressed and cried
saying that she did try very hard. I felt terrible. As I sat there
God put it on my heart to ask Him to help Melanie. Amazingly for the
next four weeks the child’s performance was brilliant. The mother
thought that I was a great teacher, but I had to set her straight on
the fact that God had unravelled her daughter’s mind and my teaching
had nothing to do with her performance.
five weeks later Melanie’s performance was worse than ever before. I
was shocked, what now?? I asked God what had gone wrong. The answer
was simple. I had asked on Melanie’s behalf – fine, but now Melanie
was to ask God herself. At the age of fifteen she was old enough to
make a decision. I told her what God had said. She asked Jesus into
her heart and for His help in her school work. She did well in her
School Certificate, and the subsequent T.A.F.E course. Finally she
ended up working for a solicitor. God’s miracles are not confined to
any particular place on earth, be it Australia or Papua New Guinea,
on the coast at Lae, or the Highlands.
the Easter break I was delighted to receive an invitation from a
fellow colleague and friend to go with her to Chimbu for the
bride-price ceremony of her sister. Kama and all the other relatives
who were going had hired a 25 seater bus for the trip. The journey
started at 6.30 a.m and by 7 a.m the bus was already on the outskirts
first stop was at 40 Mile, one and a half hours later. If the bus
seemed overloaded with the thirty-five people who had piled into it
earlier; now, with the added bags of betel nut and coconuts, plus
other produce purchased from the roadside market; the little vehicle
was bursting at the seams. Just as well Kama had asked the driver to
let me have the front seat. The view was better and I could rest my
legs on the dashboard, there was nowhere else to put them.
minutes outside Goroka we stopped for a meal. Half an hour later the
bus stopped again, this time in the middle of nowhere, between the
slopes of an embankment. Half the bus immediately scrambled out.
Puzzled I looked at Kama. She in return whispered, “The toilet
stop.” I had also gotten out of the bus and before I knew it
Agnus, Kama’s sister and her cousin Mai, grabbed me by the hand and
pulled me up the slippery clay slope. Once on top, half a dozen men
could be seen standing in a row with their backs to the people
watering the countryside. With the help of my friends I avoided
excrement already there and looked for a place where I could squat in
the high grass.
was a toilet with a view. As you looked at the surrounding mountains
and saw the hawks circling overhead, it was easy to take your mind
off the business at hand. Just as well I always carry tissues with
me, but even if I hadn’t, a roll of toilet paper was being handed
next stop was high in the mountains – a police car blocked the road.
On this, the second police search, the aim was not to look for
criminals, drugs or inspect the road worthiness of the vehicle, but
see if alcohol was being smuggled into the Highlands. While the
police checked our bags, we had a chance to stretch our legs and
admire the view. The scenery was magnificent and could best be
compared to the Swiss Alps in summer. Unlike Switzerland though,
where solid stone houses form little villages, here small thatched
huts and the surrounding vegetable gardens, clung like leeches to the
everybody climbed back into the bus, Kama said, “Two more
kilometres and we’ll be home.”
the bus finally stopped we had travelled for six and a half hours.
There were only two or three thatched huts beside the road and I
questioned Kama whether this was the whole village. She only laughed
and waved her hand over the whole hillside. Nestled amongst the
avocado trees, sugar cane stalks, tall pine trees and hibiscus
bushes, were another 40 to 50 huts. In the distance, a massive
mountain served as a backdrop.
explained that there was a track winding over the mountain, into the
next valley. The women preferred to grow their yams, taro and kaukau
in that valley because they felt that the vegetables tasted sweeter.
I couldn’t believe Kama. How could anybody climb up and over that
mountain and then dig a garden? Kama also pointed out that the women
usually carry a small child on their shoulders and hang a bilum on
their head, to carry the vegetables as well. I couldn’t help but feel
we were talking about pack-horses, not women!
took it in turn to push and pull me up the muddy hillside. Finally
halfway up the hill we entered a clearing and were welcomed by
piercing war cries. About 25 to 35 natives sat on plastic mats and a
railing around the clearing. Without hesitation I walked up to the
nearest person shook their hand and greeted them in Pidgin.
Immediately three plastic chairs were brought out; one for the oldest
woman in the village, one for Kama and one for myself. I felt like
royalty sitting on that chair. The old lady, 80 years plus – just sat
and held my hand. I was the first white woman to have ever visited
family owned the buildings around the clearing. There was the large
hut, called the men’s or boy’s hut. The round house accommodated the
women and the children. The other two huts were the kitchen and
slightly behind it, the toilet. The boy’s hut was divided into one
large room and two smaller rooms. The large room contained a platform
on which all the men slept. The idea being, that if there was a raid
on the village, all the men would be in one place to fight off the
two rooms contained a single bed each. One room had been set aside
for the bridegroom, the other room for me. While resting that
afternoon, on a very comfortable bed, I couldn’t help but wonder at
the coming together of two cultures; a modern bed in a hut where the
walls, ceiling and floor were made of artistically woven grass. The
curtain, a piece of cotton, with a large green, white and purple
floral design, not only kept the cold out – to a degree – but also
an hour’s rest I once again mingled with the villagers. I couldn’t
get over how friendly everybody was. The women and children couldn’t
stop hugging me and stroking my blonde hair. I returned their
affection, much to their delight. As Kama was busy with the
preparation of her sister’s bride-price ceremony, her relatives took
me on a guided tour through the village.
first point of interest were two pigs, which had been slaughtered to
provide a meal for everybody. The carcasses were thrown onto a
roaring fire. After a little while they were pulled off again and
opened up to make sure that they were not sick, or full of parasites.
From there on my new found friends showed me the rest of the village,
which meant climbing a fair way up the hillside. Where ever we went
people would come out of their huts to see the ‘white meri’, white
my socialising I met Pastor Lucas from the Four Square Church. In the
course of conversation I shared with him the many miracles God had
allowed me to see, over a period of time. When the man left later
that night he asked me to speak at their church service the following
Pastor Lucas picked me up on Sunday morning I was ready and waiting,
dressed in the traditional clothes Kama’s mother had given me, a meri
blouse and long wrap around skirt. As we neared his village and the
area where the church service was to be held, Pastor Lucas apologised
for the fact that the congregation would be sitting on logs, in the
open air. Apparently the church had been too poor to afford a
I knew what had happened, I was telling the man that he didn’t have
to worry about money, for all that he needed to build a building was
right in front of him and free of charge. Pastor Lucas looked
do you want to build a western style church, where you will need a
lot of building materials, which are expensive, when you can build a
traditional P.N.G. building with the wood and grass right before your
very eyes?” I asked.
“You’re right,” he agreed. “Besides the
corrugated iron is not only very expensive, but hot.”
Pastor Lucas, the religious pictures were the next topic of
discussion. On a raised platform, which acted as the pulpit, there
was a large picture of a man supposedly representing Jesus. Gently
and politely I asked how the people could be sure that Jesus looked
like that. Then I pointed out that every supposed picture I had ever
seen of Jesus, had been different and looked like some pretty pin-up
boy. Pastor Lucas could see my point and admitted to having been
prompted by the Holy Spirit to get rid of the pictures. He assured me
that he would get rid of them soon. I asked him what was wrong with
For a moment he hesitated, but then went and tore down all the
religious pictures and threw them into the fire.
singing of the natives was so enjoyable that I cannot find words to
express myself. To my way of thinking dark skinned people seem to
have much richer voices. Pastor Lucas’ friend, Jerry, the secretary
to the Chimbu governor, interpreted for me. After the service Pastor
Lucas asked people if there was anybody who wanted prayer. As the
pastor and I prayed for people, God touched their hearts, spirits and
bodies. In one case a woman who couldn’t walk, left her crutch lying
on the ground. Another woman who was partially blind in both eyes,
immediately received perfect sight. God is indeed a miracle worker.
lunch which consisted of traditional food, such as kaukau, kumu
(local spinach), sweet potato, rice, stewed chicken and fresh fruit,
I was taken to a hut to pray for a woman who couldn’t have children.
As the couple sat opposite me, I shocked myself by saying, “There’s
nothing wrong with her, he’s got the problem.” The Holy Spirit
had revealed to me that there was nothing wrong with the woman, but
that the husband was infertile due to the illness he had suffered as
a child. Jerry interpreted what I had said and the man agreed that I
had spoken the truth. I went on to say that if God could make
Abraham’s sperm fertile in his old age, He could also bring to life
this man’s sperm.
I was taken to another village to pray for two women who had been
sent home from hospital to die. One had throat cancer and the other
breast cancer. Jerry and Pastor Lucas, plus other people from their
village had accompanied us. Both women were housed in the same hut.
After I had greeted the women and their relatives, I requested that
everybody who was not a firm believer, should leave the hut. In the
end only Jerry, Pastor Lucas, the two patients and I were left. I
asked the Holy Spirit to tell me how to pray and to anoint my hands
with Jesus’ healing power. The mighty presence of God was felt in
that hut as I prayed. In each case I was given a different prayer,
based upon the Bible.
performed a mighty miracle of healing in both women, but now certain
principles needed to be followed in the natural. The Bible tells us
have faith is to be sure of the things we hope for, to be certain of
the things we cannot see.”
So in my heart I believed that the women were healed, but their
wasted bodies indicated otherwise. So God instructed me to say the
following to the relatives and friends of the patients, who had once
again entered the hut.
was needed for the wasted bodies to repair. First of all the smoking
fire was to be put out and the cooking was to be done outside the
hut. Every morning, or afternoon the women were to be carried out
into the sun and fresh air. Although I only have a limited knowledge
of nutrition, God gave me some amazing ideas on healthy light meals.
The food items were all easily available in, or around the village.
After all, when Jesus raised the little girl from the dead, the first
thing he did was to tell the parents to feed her.
Lucas interpreted in Pidgin what I had said. The husband from the
woman who had suffered from throat cancer then started a lively
discussion. Although I could only speak a few words of Pidgin, God
interpreted the conversation for me and I found myself saying, “Stop.
How dare you say that your wife cannot eat because her throat has
been eaten up by the cancer. God is a mighty God, who can and already
has repaired the damage done to your wife’s throat.” Everybody
stared at me in horror because they knew that I did not understand
the language and only God could have told me what was going on. My
words did much to destroy the man’s unbelief.
my stay in the Highlands I was invited to go for four days to Madang.
Agnus had invited me to visit her mother and stepfather in the
settlement. Here again God combined the supernatural with the
physical in a mighty way.
in the settlement is different to that in the Highlands. Houses are
more solid. Michael, Agnus’ stepfather, had built himself a house
made of wooden planks, set on steel pipes and wooden beams. Steps led
up to the verandah and front door. The roof was made of corrugated
iron. The outdoor shower was a novelty: the type you see in an army
film, four posts and a bit of material for privacy.
as in the Highlands, people were very kind to me. My first
opportunity to talk about Jesus came when Agnus told me about the
sore her stepfather had on his leg (on and off) for the last twenty
years. When Michael rolled up his trouser leg I was horrified, the
wound, the size of a man’s hand had eaten deep into the flesh. After
sharing the message of Jesus with Michael and his wife Marie, I
offered to pray for him. In my heart I knew that Michael didn’t
believe God could heal him.
second day in Madang was very pleasant with sightseeing trips in and
around the town. The resort areas, situated on the waterfront were
especially attractive. Later that evening I found myself playing
nurse to Agnus’ ten year old stepbrother, Roy. The boy had a deep cut
in his foot. First I cleansed the wound with salty water, then I
wrapped a bandage around it. Finally I used the clean serviette I had
brought home that day from one of the resorts, to cushion the child’s
walk. Just as I had finished a visitor appeared at the open front
door. As I was kneeling my eyes were exactly level with the huge
tropical sores that had almost eaten away the woman’s leg, especially
the shin area. I called out to my hosts that there was somebody at
woman, a neighbour, had never set foot in the front door in twelve
years, yet here she was 7.30 at night. Nobody could work out why she
had come, but from the minute she sat down her leg became the focus
of our attention. A year ago she had fallen and the flesh had not
healed, instead the infection had spread. The day before she had come
home from a two day hospital stay, but they hadn’t even cleaned the
wound. I was disgusted at what I saw. To simply pray for healing and
leave the leg in that filthy, pussy state would have been pointless.
I asked Marie for boiled water which I poured into a baby bath. Next
I poured salt into the water. I then asked her to put her leg over
the baby bath, with the foot resting on the edge.
first time I poured the salty water into the wound, she screamed from
pain. Nonetheless, I sat there and thoroughly cleaned the wound from
all dirt, dead skin, pus and even small pieces of gravel. When I had
finished, my dilemma was, how to keep the wound clean, considering I
had just used the last bit of bandage on Roy’s foot. “What now
God?” Instantly the thoughts came to me to ask Marie to get me
a new shoot from the banana tree. The shoot was still tightly rolled
up, therefore sterile. I poured oil over the wound, then used half of
the banana leaf as a shield, which I tied on at the knee and ankle.
The banana leaf would not stick to the wound, yet it would keep it
clean during the night. I suggested that the wound be exposed to the
sun during the day, to dry it out.
all that I prayed for healing. The next morning the neighbour came
with her husband to tell me that for the first time in a year she had
been able to sleep without pain and that she could walk much better.
She not only had told her husband about how I cleaned and prayed for
her leg, but the message about Jesus. When I told my two doctor
friends, back in Lae, about how I had treated the leg, under God’s
direction, they were amazed. Neither one would have thought of using
a banana leaf to keep the wound clean. God is indeed a miracle
working God, who delights in helping His children, if only they would
come to Him.
as I was standing in line, waiting at the airport, God spoke to me
about Michael. God had sent the neighbour to his house as proof that
he is a miracle working God and just as He had healed the woman’s
leg, He could do the same for Michael. When I relayed the message he
smiled sheepishly, because his unbelief had been exposed.
my return to Lae I shared the events of the Highlands and Madang with
Mary, John and the T.S.C.F (Tertiary Students Christians Fellowship)
group. (Two months after my arrival I was asked to be the spiritual
mother of the college.) Everybody was excited to hear about the
mighty move of God, for many people accepted Jesus Christ as their
Saviour and were baptised. I also told the people how I pointed the
new Christians in the direction of a church, which I knew was
teaching correct doctrine. In the case of the Highlands, I most
certainly felt the presence of God’s Holy Spirit in Pastor Lucas and
that church. I get annoyed when I hear people talk about “revival”,
which is to come. I’ve seen the mighty hand of God working in
people’s lives now, for the last twenty years. Revival
has always been with us.
It’s just a matter whether God the Holy Spirit is moving in the life
of the person who is preaching the Word.
teaching Technical Communications during the day, I taught the
T.S.C.F group (and a constant stream of visitors), about prayer every
Wednesday night. On Sunday night, Jesus would help me give a Bible
message relevant to their life, e.g relationships, cutting the cords
with the past, Heavy Metal music and its influence etc. Because many
turned to Jesus, Thursday night became the night to teach baby
Christians the basics. Tuesday nights I led the prayer group. During
one of these meetings, God showed me a vision.
entry 25th April, 1996:
seven of us had an absolutely wonderful prayer meeting. God put it on
my heart to pray for the college first. Then Victor (President of the
T.S.C.F group) prayed for the student’s forum. Instead of me
continuing to pray for other matters, God caused me to pray for the
six people at the prayer meeting. As I started to pray, this is what
vessel, or container, that had a rather fat belly, but narrowed to a
neck. The top of the neck curved slightly outwards. The handle,
curved up and over the curved part of the neck, being attached to
both sides. As I saw the vessel the words from Jeremiah 15:20 came to
will make you like a solid bronze wall as far as they are concerned.
They will fight against you, but they will not defeat you. I will be
with you to protect you and keep you safe.”
the vessel was made out of bronze. A hand was polishing a part of the
belly section and it was shining. The rest of the vessel was dull and
I saw glowing coals being put into the vessel. The meaning being that
God would purify us like pure gold from the inside. Then the verse
from Revelation 5:8 came to me:
had a harp and gold bowls filled with incense, which are the prayers
of God’s people.”
we were in the middle of a prayer meeting that Bible verse indicated
to me that our prayers were being heard. What’s more, they were like
sweet incense to God. Ephesians 5:10 says:
to learn what pleases the Lord.”
had spoken through my daughter Sonja, in 1985 (when she was 18)
through a Word of Knowledge, that it pleased Him when we pray for
unto others as you would have them do unto you. Mark my words a time
shall come to pass like no other time has been before. People will
search for Me, but will not find Me, as I have waited for them so
long to turn to Me, but they were too busy living their own selfish
lives. I love my people who serve and obey Me. Peace be with my
people. Remember to read my Word daily and pray to Me for I shall
answer you, as a father would answer his son. I want to be your
friend, not your enemy.
who sincerely seek Me will find Me. The Holy Spirit is only too
willing to help his people in need, or just to comfort them. I know
the desires of your hearts, the good ones and the bad.
pleases Me when you pray and cry out for each other. Seek Me, I want
to save everyone, not just some of the people I have created. Look to
Me when you have a
not to others or horoscopes. They tell lies. I am one of truth.
Follow Me and I will give you rest.
many search, but never find Me because there is no-one praying for
them to be saved.
It is only through Me life is gained and truth is found. Remember
this my people, pray for others.
the above had happened in 1985, now twelve years later in P.N.G, God
was once again letting me, and the others know how much it pleased
Him when we pray for others. In fact our prayers were incense to Him;
a sweet smelling aroma.
believe it was the continued prayer efforts that brought about a
breakthrough in the spiritual. New people came on a regular basis on
the Wednesday and Sunday night meetings. The Holy Spirit touched
hearts as they sat in their seats. I suppose I can relate this
experience to something God showed me while I was walking through the
village at Chimbu. Each hut had a beautiful garden around it and the
children and adults who were accompanying me had picked a bunch of
flowers. There was a dahlia which had been beautiful, but a worm had
half eaten it, thus making it ugly. So it was with the people who
came to the meetings, God had created them beautiful, but the devil
and every-day living had nibbled at God’s perfect creation. To me all
dark skinned people are beautiful, but after the Holy Spirit had
touched their hearts, they seemed even more beautiful.
thank God for helping me with the sermons on Sunday night. There was
a particular move of the Holy Spirit after the topic of Heavy Metal
entry 30th April:
God for His mighty working power. Today, after class, six students
came after 3 o’clock and wanted to know why they shouldn’t be
involved in Heavy Metal music. As Heavy Metal music is of the devil
(and I explained to them why) they needed to make a choice between
Jesus Christ and the devil. At 4.30 p.m. a student asked to speak to
me privately. She wanted to ask Jesus into her heart.
5.45 p.m Donna and Michelle came back and I had the privilege to lead
them to Jesus Christ. Even as I was leading those two through prayer
George arrived and also wanted to ask Jesus into his heart. Praise
you precious Father, praise you Lord Jesus, praise you Holy Spirit.
entry 2nd May:
started to arrive for the baby Christian class just after 3 o’clock
when the Technical Communications classes finished. I finally
finished at 5 p.m. Eight students in all had attended. The discussion
had been on, Cutting
Two people needed the cords of martial arts cut. The rest are coming
at appointed times to be prayed for.
thank my God that I have the privilege of working for Him.
baby Christians were growing at such a rapid rate that by the 1st of
June during a baptism in the river, I felt God telling me to give
Hacca the opportunity to baptise. The idea being to have her become a
disciple of Jesus Christ. For we only become disciples if we follow
Jesus’ commandments and actually put our faith into action.
entry 18th June:
entry for June 18th is bitter sweet. It indicates the closing chapter
of my stay in P.N.G as well as showing evidence of God’s mighty
I had a farewell afternoon tea for some of my friends. Anastasia came
with the children and it was a real blessing to see Marcus walking,
by holding on to the furniture.
four or five weeks ago I had prayed for Grace. She was suffering
greatly from arthritis all down the left side of her body. At times
the pain was so great that she couldn’t even hold a pen. Praise God
for healing her, for she has had no more pain.
above entry reminds me of an incident at the Principal’s house. My
Muslim friends had been nursing me at their home, when I was sick
with malaria. After criminals broke in I couldn’t bear to stay there
any longer and accepted the Principal’s offer to stay at his home,
till I was better. On the second night, I asked him how work had
been. He complained about the pain in his hands, due to arthritis.
that night, as I was too sick to sleep, God put it on my heart to
pray for the Principal. I was to ask God to fill the man’s hands with
His healing power and rebuke the arthritis, commanding it to leave.
The next evening I again asked the Principal how his day had been,
especially where his hands were concerned. The answer was, “good”
to both issues. I told him that I had prayed about his hands and God
had healed them. To that statement he just laughed, being a total
unbeliever. The response made me angry and although I was a guest in
his house I shocked myself and him, with my prayer before eating. (Of
course I had asked if I could say a prayer for my food.) As he
patiently waited to start eating I prayed the following:
Lord my God I thank you from the bottom of my heart for healing
Richard’s hands, even if he doesn’t appreciate it, or believes in
my illness had made me unusually bold, I don’t know, but I just had
the urge to thank God. As the man sat stunned (with the food he had
cooked, almost becoming cold), I told him about some of the mighty
miracles God had performed. Four weeks later I asked him how his
hands were. He replied, “Your magic is still working.”
that I replied, “God is a miracle working God isn’t He?” He
the end of May I gave four weeks notice to my employers. The constant
attacks on my life, plus the near fatal bout of malaria was just too
much. I know God sent me to that country and I loved being there. The
students, all adults, some even in their late forties and fifties
were a pleasure to teach. I made a lot of friends, both amongst the
nationals and the expatriates. Some found the weather too hot, but
working in an air-conditioned environment was pleasant and the swims
after work were very enjoyable. I would have loved to have stayed ten
years; most certainly I would have fulfilled my three year contract,
as it was I stayed only five and a half months. In that time I saw
more miracles than some people see in five and a half years or maybe
all their life!
OR I CANNOT FORGIVE YOU
lesson of forgiveness is the greatest one God has ever taught me. In
my heart I said, “I can never forgive her.” Upon which God
said, “If you cannot forgive her, I cannot forgive you.”
“If you forgive others the wrongs they have done to you, your
Father in heaven will also forgive you.
But if you do not forgive others, then your Father will not forgive
the wrongs you have done.
incident came about after my best friend had just abducted my oldest
daughter, with the help of her doctor friend in 1978. The doctor had
made advances towards me, which I rejected. My friend on the other
hand had been infatuated with him. Unfortunately for her, he wasn’t
interested. So, in order for him to get back at me for rejecting him,
he decided to tickle her ego and make her feel wanted by abducting my
a shock to pick up the phone and hear a man’s voice at the other end
saying, “You’ll never see your daughter again.” Next your
best friend gets on the phone saying the same thing. (Although the
police were called in, it was nearly three weeks before I saw my
next day a friend visited and I told her about the situation.
response was, “You must forgive her.”
do people always tell you what you don’t want to hear? Absolutely
furious, I told my friend that I could never forgive the person who
had abducted my daughter. God immediately spoke to me and said:
you cannot forgive her, I cannot forgive you.”
my better judgment I rang her and said, “I forgive you”
then I slammed the phone down.
next few weeks were very stressful. If I saw my ex-best friend in the
distance, I would run into the opposite direction. If I saw her on
the street, I ignored her. Inwardly I felt like strangling her.
she rang and asked if she could visit me and bring her minister. I
decided to invite my minister as well. The minute I had opened the
door she wanted to hug me. I took three very quick steps backwards
and thought to myself, “So that’s what Judas looked like!”
minute they had seated themselves, I tore strips off her. After
letting all the hurt, anger and bitterness out, I looked at the
quivering, snivelling heap and I felt sorry for her, and apologised.
As I did so, all the hatred, anger, bitterness and animosity
minister commented on the fact that he now realised people need to
speak out their hurts. My friend and I became best friends again and
it was as if the incident had never happened. Only God can bring
about true forgiveness.
when I pray with people, God will cause me to bring up the subject of
unforgiveness in their life. Unforgiveness is a blockage to
deliverance and healing. A perfect example was my friend Joy. The joy
had gone out of her life and when she walked into my place one day,
(I hadn’t seen her for about ten years), she looked more like a
corpse than a human being. Her body was riddled with bacteria. Her
intestines contained fungi which caused her stomach to swell. Besides
that she had problems going to the toilet. In one week she would
spend between $30 and $50 on medication, or health products – all to
no avail. God showed me what was wrong with her.
holds a grudge against God. She also feels the world owes her
worms of bitterness, jealousy and unforgiveness are eating her up.”
inviting Jesus into her heart and prayer, her health improved
tremendously. The change was visible almost immediately. Praise God
she was able to throw away her medication and health products. The
Word of God is so true:
LORD says, “Come, everyone who is thirsty – here is water! Come,
you that have no money – buy grain and eat! Come! Buy wine and milk –
it will cost
is free and so is the love of God and His blessings of healing, peace
you hold unforgiveness in your heart, you really need to ask yourself
if it’s worth the hassle. After all, the person who you are bitter
against doesn’t even know about it. Yet like cancer, unforgiveness
will eat you up. There are times when it is not humanly possible to
forgive somebody. In that case I suggest that the person having the
unforgiveness problem asks Jesus to help them forgive. At the same
time asking Jesus to wash away, with His precious blood all hurt,
a friend of mine, came close to dying because of unforgiveness. Being
ethnic, Joanne and her husband lived with his parents. The family and
cultural ties were so strong that Sam just wouldn’t leave his
parent’s house, even though his wife had begged him for nine years.
The cramped living conditions made life very difficult, but her pleas
to move out fell on deaf ears. Three years earlier Joanne, Sam and
his mother Margaret had become Christians. Life changed a little, for
the better, but not much.
September 1996, I went to visit my friends. To my surprise Joanne
acted strangely, almost as if she was drugged. The minute I sat on
the lounge, she positioned herself next to me, grabbed my hand and
begged me to pray for her. Briefly her family explained her strange
weeks before, Joanne had gone forward for prayer in her church. The
minister asked if she wanted the gift of tongues. She said yes. He
then told her that he had been given a tongue for her by God and she
was to repeat the words after him. (I
strongly disagree with the practice of a person repeating some body
else’s tongue, for God the Holy Spirit is the giver of the gift not
some human being.)
Joanne repeated what the man had told her to say. Immediately she
felt an icy coldness through her body and severe pain shot down her
backbone. From that moment, she began to act strangely; obsessively
reading the Bible all during the day and at odd times during the
night; cursing her family and screaming uncontrollably.
started to pray for her, but immediately she started to pray in
tongues. When I told her to stop, she looked at me with glazed eyes
and said, “Who are you?” (We had been good friends for four
decided to take her to my daughter’s place for prayer back-up. Once
we got there the situation worsened. Even though she had been filled
with God’s Holy Spirit for three years, she was insulting God,
screaming uncontrollably; said I had been created to serve her and
that the devil had written the Bible for her benefit. The screaming
reminded me of the incident of the demon possessed man from Gerasa
daughter and I agreed that prayer back up was necessary, so she rang
an elder from the C.O.C. church she was attending. He declined to
come. Then she rang the assistant pastor, who also declined, but
suggested that Joanne should make an appointment at some time in the
all else though she wanted to know if my friend was a Christian and a
member of a denomination.
by 8 o’clock between Sonja and myself, we had managed to get a few
people together. The behaviour of two of the people was so
disrespectful to God, that I asked them to leave. By 11 p.m that
night the rest of us decided that we couldn’t go any further, so a
decision was made to meet at Joanne and Sam’s place the following
night at 7 p.m. and spend the day praying and fasting. I went home
with my friends that night, in case problems arose. They did!! By 4
a.m Joanne lapsed into unconsciousness.
the next night none of the people who had come the previous night
turned up. The two
women from the C.O.C.
church had phoned earlier that day, stating that they could not go
against the headship
of their pastor and needed
his permission to come.
In the end it was left to my daughter and myself to pray. By this
stage Joanne had been lying unconscious on the floor for fifteen
hours. My faith was sorely tested as I felt her pulse, which was very
faint. The choice was to call an ambulance and have her taken to
hospital, where she would have been locked up in a psychiatric ward
for the rest of her life, or cast the demons out!
I commanded the demons to name themselves in Jesus’ name, they did
not respond. We prayed with all our might for three hours, but
nothing happened. As we sat back exhausted on the lounge, Margaret
suggested that we should put on a Christian praise tape. When a song
came on that said, “hand it over”, we knew that God wanted
us to hand Joanne, and the battle, over to Him. So we sat back and
relaxed. After a few minutes I jumped up, and pointing my finger at
Joanne I said, “You haven’t forgiven Margaret.” Instantly
there was a reaction in her rigid body and she opened her eyes. There
was even more reaction when I said, “You
hate your husband, sister-in-law and father-in-law.
hate all of them and won’t forgive them.
I then pointed my finger at her again and said, “You must
Instantly the answer came, “No I won’t”.
one stage she asked for a drink. We complied with her request and
gave her a glass with water. The minute she had the glass in her
mouth God warned me that the devil was going to kill Joanne by
getting her to bite off a piece of glass and swallow it. Praise God
the glass didn’t break, but it took three of us to get it out of her
decided to call Sam into the room. He had preferred to stay outside,
because of his lack of faith. I wanted Joanne to be confronted with
another object of her hatred. Finally one and half hours later I told
Joanne point blank that I was exhausted and if she didn’t make an
effort, telling those demons of hatred, bitterness, anger and
unforgiveness to go, I would just call an ambulance and have her
taken away. Sam also told her to do her bit. Yes,
there are demonic forces, but there is also the flesh and a free
last she repeated the words after Sam, telling the demons to go. As
she had lain in her urine for twenty hours she needed a wash. It took
three of us to get her into the bath. Margaret in the meantime
prepared food for her. Finally my daughter and I left for home, by
11.30 p.m. that night. The patient was much better than she had been
when we had arrived, but I knew that the job had not been completed
and I needed to come back the next day.
next morning, while I was having a shower, God told me that the whole
family was to gather around Joanne and ask forgiveness for the way
they had treated her. For it was they who had brought on the hatred
and unforgiveness – which had turned from the fleshly, to the
demonic, by nine years of mistreatment.
told the family what God had shown me and as Joanne and I sat on the
lounge, each family member, starting with the husband, came forward,
fell on their knees and asked for forgiveness. As the family
asked for forgiveness, Joanne sincerely forgave them. At last the
power of the devil had been completely broken. Then the issue of what
had happened at the church and the satanic tongues had to be dealt
took Joanne through a prayer where she asked God to forgive her for
the blasphemy that had come out of her mouth – even though she had
been under demonic influence. The power of what had happened at
church was broken, especially the satanic tongue issue. The family
has since found another Holy Spirit filled church where they are
God for the mighty work He did in Joanne, for she was totally
delivered. Now eight months later she is still very happy and
healthy. The whole family has been reunited and Sam’s marriage is the
best it has ever been.
lets the devil into your life, forgiveness drives him out.
If you become angry, do not let your anger lead you into sin, and do
not stay angry all day.
give the Devil a chance.
had to teach me to let go of unforgiveness, for my own sake. I can
only encourage anybody in the same situation to do the same.
all else fails, bear in mind that Jesus said, as He hung on the
cross, for six hours, “Father forgive them for they know not
what they do.” If a pin prick hurts, think how much pain Jesus
had to endure being nailed to the cross. The shame of hanging there
naked would have been unimaginable for Jesus Christ, the Son of God.
still heals today
Jesus walked the earth He healed the cripple, the blind, the
epileptic, the deaf and the dumb. No disease or sickness was too big
or small for Jesus. The apostles followed in their Master’s
footsteps, and by the power of the Holy Spirit and the name of the
Lord Jesus Christ, many were healed and delivered from sickness and
disease. Over many years, due to unbelief by God’s people, miraculous
healings dwindled to the point, where they were no longer seen as
being applicable for today. Yet Hebrew 13:8 states:
Christ is the same yesterday, today, and for ever.”
who are only religious and do not know Jesus personally feel that it
is God’s will for them to be sick. Yes, in some cases God allows
sickness in a person in order to draw them to Himself. Many people
only ever turn to Him when in need. Sadly to say that was the case
with me. The Bible also shows that God punished people through
when King Uzziah became strong, he grew arrogant, and that led to his
downfall. He defied the Lord his God by going into the Temple to burn
incense on the altar of incense.”
LORD struck Uzziah with a dreaded skin disease that stayed with him
the rest of his life.
best thing to do is to ask God if you have done anything wrong,
especially where unforgiveness is concerned and ask Him to forgive
people never get healed because they haven’t bothered to ask God why
they are sick.
Are you sick because there is a normal
breakdown in the body function;
dealing with you;
or is the illness due to demonic
8:1 Some time later Jesus travelled through towns and villages,
preaching the Good News about the Kingdom of God. The twelve
disciples went with him, 2) and so did some women who had been healed
of evil spirits
and diseases: …
13:10 One Sabbath Jesus was teaching in a synagogue.
A woman there had
an evil spirit that had made her sick for eighteen years;
she was bent over and could not straighten up at all.
When Jesus saw her, he called out to her, “Woman, you are free
from your sickness!”
placed his hands on her
and at once she straightened herself up and praised God.
religious leaders objected to Jesus setting this woman free on the
Sabbath, but the Lord Jesus Christ replied:
Now here is this descendant of Abraham whom
Satan has kept bound up for eighteen years;
should she not be released on the Sabbath?”
are also incidents in the Bible that show children being ill due to
15:22 A Canaanite woman who lived in that region came to him. “Son
of David!” she cried out. “Have mercy on me, sir! My
daughter has a demon and is in a terrible condition.”
So Jesus answered her, “You are a woman of great faith! What you
want will be done for you.” And at that very
moment her daughter was healed.
9:20 They brought him to Jesus. As soon as the spirit saw Jesus, it
threw the boy
into a fit, so that he fell on the ground and rolled around, foaming
at the mouth.
“How long has he been like this?” Jesus asked the father.
“Ever since he
was a child,”
healed the boy and told the father, “Everything is possible for
the person who has faith.” If
we expect God to do something for us, we really need to believe that
He is capable of doing what He promises.
many years I have been healed and have seen many others healed. If I
healed by the punishment Jesus
suffered, made whole by the blows he received.’ I ask you now for the
healing or wholeness of …….. (whatever). I also command the
pain to go in Jesus’ name. I also command any symptoms
of the illness to go. Then I thank God for healing me according to
from sclerosis of the liver
had been given a death sentence by the doctors. So serious was her
condition that she was medically retired by the Education Department.
The situation looked grim, especially as she was the mother of a
young child. Nothing to say of the agony her husband would suffer at
the loss of his wife. After prayer God miraculously healed her. All
praise and honour belong to Jesus Christ for His mighty miracle
and bowel cancer
knock on the back door wasn’t exactly welcome, for I was in the
middle of getting ready for work, and running late at that.
Nonetheless, I answered the door to find my landlord standing there,
with tears in his eyes.
is in hospital. She is dying.”
“What’s wrong with her?”
hasn’t been able to go to the toilet for twenty days. The doctors say
she has bowel cancer.”
told the man that I would visit his wife that evening and closed the
door. As I walked towards the loungeroom, God said, “Rebuke the
spirit of death over her.”
I thought. So June is dying. I prayed as God had instructed and
hurriedly left for work.
night I waved a bunch of flowers at June. Always as subtle as a
sledgehammer, June told me she didn’t want the flowers, but my
prayers. I promised to pray for her on the night before the
operation. In the meantime I sought God’s help on how to pray. The
following was the result:
the spirits of the whip satan is sending out to break the bond that
Jesus has on her. Ask that God pour a burning mixture on that whip
and burn it, so that Jesus has total free reign in her. Ask that God
put His pace maker into her to control her heart, all her organs and
that all her bodily functions be co-ordinated fully. Pray that God
would give her the strength and will to fight through this. Ask God
to make her body – that part of the infection and decay – strong and
untouchable by further hurt from satan. Ask that God cover her with
His shield, His feathers, like a mother hen and that Jesus allow His
blood to flow from Him to her, so that satan cannot have her.
the operation I once again visited June. I impressed upon her that I
could do nothing for her, nor were my prayers of any use if she
didn’t call upon the Lord Jesus Christ. He is the Great Physician. I
took her through a simple prayer and she asked Jesus into her heart.
She also asked for forgiveness for her sins and the healing of her
following morning when the doctors operated, they found only one
large tumour, instead of the cancer, as shown by the X-rays. The
doctors could offer no explanation for what had happened. The next
step was to clean out the intestines. Once again I promised to pray
for June before the operation.
Jesus’ followers, 2000 years ago were commanded to ask for the
baptism of the Holy Spirit, how much more should that command apply
to us now. For that reason I took June through a prayer asking to be
filled with God’s Holy Spirit. The next day the operation ran
smoothly and a bag was placed on the outside of her abdomen to drain
the intestines. Miraculously within two weeks the bag was removed and
June, strong as an ox, was back digging in the garden.
several weeks I was surprised to find the whole family lined up on
the driveway, waiting for me to come home. “Mrs. Mrs.”, the
landlord cried, “June is in hospital again.” Apparently she
had collapsed, because her bowels hadn’t been functioning properly. I
was unable to go to the hospital that afternoon, but promised to pray
anyway. Two days later I finally had a chance to visit her.
are you June?”
“Great, great!” came the reply.
“Can you go to the
“When did you start?”
days ago, about 4 o’clock in the afternoon.”
had been the exact time I had prayed for her. My simple prayer being,
“Oh Lord my God please let June’s bowels function as perfectly
as on the day when you created her.” Praise God, June was
totally healed and never suffered from bowel problems again.
from a terrible skin condition
you ever seen someone whipped? The skin rash I was suffering from
looked like I had been whipped. The swellings were extremely itchy
and burnt as if a blow-torch was being held at my skin. Needless to
say I sought the Lord Jesus on the matter.
Bind the spirits causing the swelling and inflammation in Jesus’
name. Cover the rash with the blood of Jesus and say to satan that
the rash is cleansed and healed by the blood of Jesus. Ask God to
pour out Jesus’ precious blood over you. In Jesus’ name and the
authority of His holy and precious blood the rash shall then be
rash still persisted.
Keep on praying as I told you to and rebuke those spirits. Stand
before God and ask Him to pour His blood and healing power over you.
Ask God to cover every blemish, every bit of the rash and throw them
into the deepest part of the ocean and you shall be healed. I
will give you passages from the Bible you are to sit down and read
them to the rash – satan.
After you finish reading each passage claim your healing by the power
and authority He has invested in us, in order to cast
was a tremendous improvement, but not all of the rash went.
Your rash is gone! Ask Me to open your eyes to this. The
longer you think you’ve got a rash the longer it will stay.
You must wipe the memory of that rash from your mind. Ask Me to
forget you ever had it, because
the longer you let it annoy you, the longer it will stay.
this prayer the rash disappeared very quickly, until it was totally
gone. I learnt a few lessons from this experience.
Be persistent, don’t ever give up!!
The importance of trusting God’s Word. His Word says that we have the
victory in Jesus’ name so just accept it!
The constant emphasis on the mighty power of the blood of the Lord
the Word of God and applying it to the situation.
… how much more is accomplished by the blood of Christ! Through the
eternal Spirit he offered himself as a perfect sacrifice to God. His
blood will purify our consciences from useless rituals, so that we
may serve the living God.
… “These are the people who have come safely through the terrible
persecution. The have washed their robes and made them white with the
blood of he Lamb.
They won the victory over him (satan),
by the blood of the Lamb and by the truth which they proclaimed; …
the precious blood of Jesus the rash was defeated. Also since the
blood of Jesus washes our conscience and robes white; how much more
can it wash us clean from sickness and disease. Jesus most certainly
washed my body clean from that terrible rash.
were Bible verses God gave me in relation to Prayer 2.
the grandfather and mother of my student sat opposite me during the
parent interview, I informed them that the child’s progress was not
satisfactory. Their response shocked me. “Don’t you know he
suffers from haemophilia? That is why he is absent from school so
could have slid under the table with embarrassment.
one of the rare occasions, when he was in class, I decided to pray
for him. As I stood near him I prayed this simple prayer, in my mind.
LORD, my God, please drain all the imperfect blood out of him, and
fill him with new blood containing blood clotting cells. Lord Jesus
let your blood flow through that boy’s body. Then I claimed the boy’s
total healing and wholeness, according to Isaiah 53:5.
finally realised that the child hadn’t missed classes for some time.
I asked him how he felt. The boy told me that neither he, nor his
family could understand why he hadn’t needed a blood transfusion for
four weeks. Usually, at least one transfusion a week would have been
necessary. Also due to constant injections in the left arm, the
muscles had wasted away. He was totally amazed that I had prayed for
his healing and that God in fact had worked a miracle. Praise God,
when Jesus healed the blood condition, he also restored the muscles
in the left arm.
had been suffering for some time from a skin rash. No amount of
medication had helped the situation, until God told me how to pray
that Jesus remove the dead layer of skin and take with it the
infection. Ask that Jesus would give him a new, more resistant layer
of skin. Pray that Guy may reach out and touch Jesus’ cloak and be
healed. Pray that the blood of Jesus cover every sore of that man.
Tell satan that Lazarus had many sores and persecutions, but he still
went to heaven, as will Guy.
God, Guy’s skin rash disappeared.
is truly wonderful, for the work done on this young man’s face.
Francisco, a year 11 student, came to Bible study one lunchtime. His
face horrified and disgusted me. Except for his eyes, his neck and
face were covered with big pussy pimples. He looked truly revolting.
During Bible study I couldn’t help but ask if he wanted prayer.
Without hesitation he answered, “Yes”.
praying for the boy then and there, I asked God for a word of
knowledge. (1Corinthians 12:8 For to one is given by the Spirit the
word of wisdom; to another the word of knowledge by the same Spirit).
the pins that satan has embedded in Francisco’s face, through which
all the poison is entering. Command that the pins be removed and that
the antiseptic of the Lord Jesus Christ fill the gaps. Ask that God
siphon all the blood vessels under the skin which have been poisoned.
Ask that God remove the impure blood from the cells and replace it
with the perfect blood of Jesus Christ. Ask that God wrap Himself
around the skin and protect it from all the environment and satanic
surest way to know that you have prayed correctly is by
Within days there was a tremendous improvement in the boy’s skin.
Three weeks later there wasn’t a pimple left on his face, nor
were there acne scars.
I sat, or stood in one position for a while, it became very painful
to move my foot again. (Ezekiel 6:3) Ezekiel spoke to the mountains,
the hills, the gorges, and the valleys. He also spoke to the “very
dry bones” in the “valley of the bones” (Ezekiel
37:1-14). He commanded the bones to be covered with sinews, muscles
and skin, finally commanding the wind to breathe life into them. God
gave me a similar prayer for my foot.
hold of your left foot and say in Jesus’ name, I take all the blood
vessels, tissues, ligaments, bones; everything that makes up that
foot and tell them to release that pain in Jesus’ name. Tell them
that you pour out the blood of Christ on that foot and that pain and
they can’t disobey, because they are dwelling within the temple of
wonderful to read in God’s Word, 2 Corinthians 6:16
we are the temple of the living God!
God showed me a powerful truth in this Bible verse, Psalms 148:5&6
(Good News version):
… He commanded, and they were created;
by his command they were fixed in their places forever, and they
bones, tissues etc., are created, therefore they cannot disobey a
command in Jesus’ name. As expected, my foot responded to the Word of
God and has never given me any trouble again. Also bear in mind that
and his demons are created beings
and likewise cannot
disobey a command given in Jesus’ name.
used to suffer terribly from headaches – not anymore, praise God. The
following word of knowledge helped me pray correctly for her.
the clamp on her head and ask God to unscrew that tension. Also ask
God that He would put a protective cap on her head to stop her from
getting further tension headaches. Also that Jesus would fill her
with His peace.
– Mental disorder for 12 years
twelve years Marisha had been in and out of mental institutions. The
situation put tremendous strain on her husband and children. God gave
me the following prayer for her.
the spirits of depression, suicide and unwillingness to go on in
life. Ask God to fill her with the need to live. Ask God to allow her
to see the little she has done in her life and therefore make her
realise she’s lived too little of life. She’s only got one short life
and she shouldn’t lose it. Rebuke that which has a hold on her mind
showing her the uselessness of life. Name the number of the demons.
three weeks Marisha was out of hospital and totally restored.
the number of demons
showed me the following. Sometimes you have to state the number of
demons, in case you are not forceful enough during prayer. Saying the
number gives you more authority when you command the demons to go,
because it’s like you’re staring them in the face, commanding them
to go. An example is where a person is being prayed for in regards to
martial arts. Demons are always in a group which means the lead demon
is martial arts followed by anger, hatred, violence and murder.
Therefore the number of demons is 5.
– Diseased Glands
a friend of my daughter’s, came to our home when he was 17. After a
while he accepted Jesus into his heart and was baptised.
day he came to me and asked if I could pray for his throat. Since he
was a little child he had suffered from swollen glands. At times they
would swell so much that he would have to be hospitalised and put on
a drip. At times his condition became so bad that he couldn’t swallow
his saliva. There was the constant fear that he would one day choke
to death. As I was about to pray, God said to me:
don’t you just ask me to cut out the old diseased glands and give him
a set of new ones?”
God! How easy!! Anthony, for many years now has been totally healed
and delivered from that condition.
crippled right leg
abdominal operation had been simple enough. Complications set in when
the doctor accidentally cut the nerve to my right leg. I woke up from
the operation and had no feeling in my leg, from the knee down.
more than a year I had to wear special shoes with a brace attached to
help me walk. Gradually the muscles wasted away and died. The leg
shrunk to 25 cm in circumference. On a daily basis I prayed to God to
heal my leg, finally after one year feeling returned and the muscles
started to develop again. Today my right leg is as normal as my left
leg. Only near the ankle is a small patch that has a feeling of pins
and needles. God told me this would be a reminder to me, of how he
had brought my leg back to life,
healed the cripple two thousand years ago; things haven’t changed
only people’s faith!
hands were always hidden in his pockets. As he held the pen I
realised why; they were covered in warts. Warts grew upon warts, they
looked like little mountains.
come and see me at lunchtime and I’ll tell you how to get rid of
those warts.” When he came, I offered to pray for him. His face
said it all; utter disbelief! I can’t remember what little prayer I
had said, but God had heard it, because three weeks later he came and
showed me his hands – not one wart was left. At first I thought he
was joking and maybe he had undergone a skin graft. However, he
assured me that a few days after I prayed for him the warts turned
black and fell off.
same situation arose while teaching at another school. This time the
student even had a large wart growing on his eyelid; there were
others on his arms and legs as well. He was in a worse condition than
the child at the previous school. Once again I told the child that
Jesus could heal him from the warts. I prayed a simple prayer,
commanding the warts to die from the roots up. When Jesus commanded
the fig tree to die “all the way down to its roots”. I used
the same principle on the warts.
God He is faithful and continues to work miracles in people. We had
gone to a barbecue organised by my grandson’s football team. Together
with other parents my daughter and I took it in turn to supervise the
children. Sonja went downstream and I went upstream. Twenty minutes
later there were cries for help, not from the children, but Sonja.
the time I arrived people could be heard saying, “Oh no, she’s
broken her arm.” Somebody made a sling for the arm, for it and
the fingers had become badly swollen.
I left the bottom of Macquarie Pass, Sonja tried not to cry and
begged me to pray against the excruciating pain, as well as praying
for God to heal the broken bones. Although the bones did not actually
come through the flesh, they were sticking out, as she had fallen
with all her weight on the point of the elbow.
prayed as asked. After ten minutes of driving my daughter told me
that her shoulder, arm and hand had gone numb and that she felt no
we arrived at the hospital they laid her on a trolley. The doctor
examined the arm and Sonja heard him whisper to the nurse that he
might have to operate.
to say while we had been waiting for the doctor to come and then for
the X-ray to be taken, I prayed earnestly.
The X-ray showed no fracture, chipped or broken bones. Also
miraculously the bones had gone back into place and the swelling went
down. The doctor upon examining the X-ray, having seen the arm,
could not believe his eyes. He prescribed a strong pain killer, but
as God had already given Sonja a sedative she didn’t need to take
even one tablet. Although there was no pain while the arm was held
still, the amount of pain or discomfort, when the arm was moved did
not warrant pain killers. Massive bruising came out on both the elbow
and hand later on.
that evening some of the parents rang to see how things were. They
could not believe that there were no broken bones, but as I pointed
out there had been broken bones – only God had mended them.
late September 1996, while visiting my daughter I met her friend Kim.
Due to an accident her arm had become paralysed. After four weeks of
everybody praying for her nothing had changed. Once back in Sydney,
while pottering around the flat, God spoke to me and told me to pray
for Kim’s arm. This was about 11 on a Thursday morning.
next week while visiting my daughter’s place I happened to answer the
phone; it was Kim. To my surprise when I asked how her arm was, she
said it was perfectly normal again. Apparently the previous Thursday
she had been to the doctor in order to start electric shock
treatment. Just as a matter of course the doctor had asked if she
could move her arm even slightly. Incredibly, much to the doctor’s
and Kim’s amazement, she lifted the arm above her head. This had
happened at the same time I had prayed.
prayer had been that the dead arm would come to life again. I also
prayed according to Ezekiel 37:4-8, where Ezekiel speaks to the
bones, sinews and muscles.
granddaughter Kristy had been born with an inturned eye. At the age
of four she was operated on and the muscle was tightened. Her
eyesight was so poor that the glasses she had to wear were the
thickness of a Coca Cola bottle. Over the years my daughter and I had
prayed to God to heal the eye that wasn’t functioning properly, as
well as giving Kristy better vision.
few months before her tenth birthday she complained that the glasses
she was wearing were causing her vision to become blurry. Besides
that she was complaining about headaches. We all thought this was an
excuse not to wear glasses any more, as other children were teasing
her. To top it all off, the bad eye started to turn in, even if only
for a moment. So my daughter decided to book Kristy in to the
examination by the therapist showed that there was nothing wrong with
the eye. Even more amazing, when the eye sight was tested, it was
found that the vision had improved to such an extent that Kristy no
longer needed to wear glasses. The therapist’s verdict was backed up
by the eye specialist.
had allowed the eye to turn inward, to force my daughter to take
Kristy to have her eyes checked, for the glasses she had been wearing
were not suitable anymore and were doing more harm than good.
had paid off, even if it had taken almost ten years. Praise God
Kristy can see perfectly and does not need to wear glasses anymore.
homosexual man, classified as AIDS positive, was introduced to me. I
knew that the man was homosexual, but I didn’t know that he had a
death sentence hanging over him. As a matter of course I shared the
mighty miracles of Jesus with him. Later that night I prayed that God
would give him a second chance at life.
following week when I spoke to him, he told me an amazing story. The
same night that I had prayed, he had also prayed for the first time,
since childhood. He had asked God to give him a second chance at
life. As he did so God spoke to him and said, “Marlies has
already prayed for you.” A few days later he decided to have
more tests done; they proved to be negative. I mentioned the fact
that God had been wonderful to give him a second chance at life. He
looked amazed and asked how I had known that he had asked God for a
second chance at life. I hadn’t!
two weeks later, God spoke to me about this man. I was to ask him to
give God the first chance to come into his life, considering he had
been given two chances. The news was listened to, but not acted upon.
Apparently the fear of man, and what other people would think of him,
if he became a Christian, was stronger than the gratitude for having
received a second chance at life.
YET THEY DIE
the few examples it is easy to see that no sickness is too big or too
small for Jesus and yet people die. The following two cases give an
some people are not healed.
girlfriend’s husband was dying from cancer. God gave me the following
prayer for him.
that the molten blob be removed from his blood stream and that God
strain Evan’s blood through His sieve. Ask that he’d be filled with
the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ and that Jesus would give him the
will to fight through this sickness. Ask that Jesus would give him
the sense to get up and ask God – for he asks, fine, but lacks
He doesn’t fully believe that God will heal him. Rebuke the feeling
that this problem is too big for God and the thought that it’s a
problem that needs to be healed with time,
food and medicines,
but God is the only one who can heal him.
died; he put more faith in the doctors than God. Also if we are sick
need to get up and fight.
This man gave in and died.
following is a diary entry made in November 1996.
rang to wish me a happy birthday; I wish she hadn’t. For almost 2
hours she argued why she should still listen to her meditation tape,
“Self Healing”, read “Positive Thinking” books
and generally put her faith in New Age ideas, instead of trusting
Jesus Christ for her healing.
lunch while standing near the sink God said to me, “You see now
why I gave you the song, “I Surrender All” for her. I
hadn’t sung, or even heard the song for a while.
to Jesus I surrender
to Him I freely give,
will always love and trust Him
His presence daily live.
to thee my blessed Saviour
hadn’t surrendered her New Age activities to Jesus Christ, yet she
expected Him to heal her. She died a few months later. Jesus
healed when He walked the earth; He still does today.
Dare you trust Him? I do!!
have a fascination with the unknown, visiting fortune tellers, or
reading the horoscope. Others are fascinated with horror books or
movies, yet others become involved in séances and using the ouija
boards. Very few people accept that there are actually evil spirits,
much less that people are being controlled by them. Yet countless
times I have prayed for people and cast demons out in Jesus’ mighty
name. Evil forces on the T.V. screen are much easier to cope with
than evil forces in a person close to you, or the person down the
road. Non-Christians and some Christians have the mistaken belief
that if you don’t believe in something, it doesn’t exist. Wrong!
young woman in one of my classes, as a teenager had taken part in a
séance. Seven or eight years later that act nearly took her life.
and I became friends after I helped her with some assignments, when
she was sick. On one of the occasions when she came to my home she
told me about some of the problems she was having, my answer was to
hand them over to God. She replied, “He is your God, he won’t
listen to me.”
few nights later she was woken up to the sound of bongo drums and a
voice saying, “You’ll never find your God, you belong to me.”
Satan had obviously been eavesdropping on our conversation in my
she did ask Jesus into her heart. The evil spirit living inside her
did not appreciate the presence of the Holy Spirit, for soon
afterwards she would visit me with her left arm bandaged from the
wrist to the elbow. When I asked the reason for the bandages, she
simply replied, “Oh, I cut myself.” I understood this to
mean that she had hurt herself through a fall or some other accident.
While reading Mark 5:1-5, God revealed to me why Sandra’s arm was
Jesus and his disciples arrived on the other side of Lake Galilee,
in the territory of Gerasa.
As soon as Jesus got out of the boat, he was met by a man who came
out of the burial caves there. This man had an evil spirit in him
and lived among the tombs. Nobody could keep him tied with chains any
many times his feet and his hands had been tied, but every time he
broke the chains and smashed the irons on his feet. He was too strong
for anyone to control him.
Day and night he wandered among the tombs and through the hills,
screaming and cutting
I came to the words, “cutting himself with stones” God said
to me, “Sandra”. My immediate reaction was, “Oh no
her,” was the next instruction.
a few attempts, I finally had the courage to confront her. The reply
I decided to ring my minister, so that he could come over and pray
we waited for his arrival, I asked Sandra to explain why she thought
she was possessed. Apparently at the age of fifteen she had
participated in a séance. Not believing that such things as evil
spirits exist, she had demanded for one to come into her life and to
reveal itself. Only then would she believe. Sadly the doubters always
want proof. Proof came in the form of a photo. While lying drunk on
the floor, somebody had taken a photo of her. Nestled in her blonde
hair, on her shoulder, was the face of a grotesque creature. Every
time Sandra was drunk the evil spirit would try to kill her – namely
by cutting herself.
the minister and an elder prayed for her, the spirit actually spoke
to Sandra; but refused to leave. Over the next weeks the whole church
prayed for her, but still the spirit kept trying to kill her. Finally
one day, her urgent voice pleaded with me over the phone, to come
quickly, as she was dying.
my car was being repaired I asked my brother Klaus to drive me to her
place. Just as I was about to get into the car God told me to get the
what is the point of reading the Bible to a corpse?” I asked.
Nonetheless, I ran upstairs and did as I was told.
my brother, nor I, were prepared for the sight that met our eyes. My
friend stood in the kitchen, casually supporting herself on the
breakfast bar – normally white, now red with her blood. Her face,
neck and clothing were also covered in blood; there was even some on
the phone, curtains, wall and ceiling. For all that, her greeting was
unnaturally cheerful. The can of beer and broken bottle neck, said it
answering I placed my Bible on the freezer and told my brother we
needed to clean her up before we took her to the hospital. Because of
the tremendous blood loss, I decided to support her when we were
ready to leave. As my left hand held her right arm, I remembered to
take my Bible. At my request; my brother passed it to me. What
followed comes straight out of a horror movie. Her body became
twisted as if she was a rubber doll and a man’s voice spoke out of
her mouth saying: “Get away from me with that Bible; get away
from me with that Bible.” Sandra then proceeded to run through
the house dragging me behind her. A bull-terrier couldn’t have held
on tighter and all I could say was, “I rebuke you satan”,
over and over again. I didn’t even have the clearness of mind to add,
“in Jesus’ name”. In hindsight the scene must have looked
rather comical, only my brother and I weren’t laughing.
she came to her senses and we were able to leave for the hospital. As
we travelled along, a voice piped up from the back seat.
I burned my finger.”
did you manage to do that?” I asked.
I dialled your number.”
satan didn’t want me to turn up, for, had she succeeded in committing
suicide, she would have sent herself to hell. God sets the time for
us to die, unless someone murders us and that also isn’t according to
His will. When it comes to dying a natural death, “He sets the
time for birth and the time for death …” (Ecclesiastes 3:2).
the drive to the hospital, Sandra’s constant worry was that I
shouldn’t pray for her while we were at the hospital. At that stage I
was happy to agree to anything. As we sat in the Casualty Department
of the district hospital, I couldn’t help but think of the whole
affair. In my mind I brought the matter before God, not even
realising that I was praying. “What is the blockage God? Why
hasn’t this spirit left her? The church has prayed, I have prayed,
what’s wrong?” At that moment, to the shock of my brother and
myself, a man’s voice spoke out of her mouth, hissing at me, “Stop
praying, stop praying, you’re burning me.” In shock, I stopped.
At the same time the nurse called Sandra.
she was being attended to, I impressed upon my brother the need to
take the children out, once we got back home. I didn’t want them to
see what we had seen.
soon as Sandra entered my home, she ran out onto the balcony
screaming at the top of her voice, “I’m free, I’m free”. I
didn’t want the neighbours rushing out to see what was going on, so I
gently prised her fingers loose from the railing and led her into the
loungeroom. Again she cried out joyfully, “I’m free, I’m free”.
couldn’t help but ask, “How do you know you’re free?” “As
my arm was being stitched, I felt my chest tightening, restricting my
breathing. The top half of my body seemed to shrink and I found
myself gasping for air. Before the nurse could give me oxygen I
vomited green stuff all over the place. At that moment I knew the
spirit had left me. By the way, when you picked up the Bible at my
place it turned into a ball of fire.”
amazing that the spirit in Sandra should see the Bible in my hand
turn into a ball of fire and that is why it twisted her body and
spoke out of her mouth. To many people the Bible is just a book,
which is carelessly thrown onto the floor, or even used as a
footstool for filthy shoes at church. I know this is hard to
believe, but I have actually seen people do it.
God’s Holy Word the Bible.
taught me an interesting lesson about respecting His Holy Word. My
habit was to read the Bible over breakfast. I was careful not to
spill coffee onto the pages, but other than that I saw no problems
reading the Bible during my meals. That is, until God convicted me
otherwise, one morning.
you speak to somebody with your mouth full and food dribbling down
then, don’t do it to me.”
to say, I never again read the Bible during a meal.
months later, I visited a Christian Fellowship. One of the girls was
eating out of a tub of yoghurt, sitting on one half of the Bible,
while she was reading the other half. I shared with the group what
God had shown me. Immediately, I was classified a religious fanatic.
The next day however, one of the girls came and shared the following
night I was reading the Bible and God said to me:”
you believe that this is my Word?”
what are you doing eating over my face?”
God revealed to me how His Holy Word, the Bible should be treated,
the words in John 1:1&14 mean so much more.
In the beginning the Word already existed; the Word was with God, and
the Word was God.
The Word became a human being and, full of grace and truth, lived
among us. We saw his glory, the glory which he received as the
Father’s only Son.
Word of God is alive
and active, sharper than any two edged sword. (Hebrews 4:12)
robe he wore was covered with blood. His name is ‘The Word of God’.
situation surrounding Sandra taught me three important things.
The Word of God is mighty and to be highly respected.
Prayer is powerful, to the point of burning the demons.
Through Jesus Christ we are victorious.
gaols are bursting at the seams, with people who have committed a
crime. Sadly there are many more people walking the streets
imprisoned by circumstances beyond their control, or of their making.
Jesus set Sandra free from suicide; He can also set people free from
alcoholism, rejection, homosexuality, lust, hatred, insanity, fear,
compulsive habits etc.
had been out on probation from Boga Road Gaol, when the police
arrested him for robbing a chemist. God, in His mysterious ways
allowed me to meet Paul and his girlfriend Julie, through an
acquaintance. The two offered to help me with the church youth group
I was running. Three months later, Paul told me why they had been so
obliging. He needed a character reference from a person with a good
job and good standing in society. According to him I seemed to fit
the bill. The longer however, that he had associated with me, the
more he began to realise that there was something different – the
difference being Jesus.
words to me had been, “I want what you’ve got.” Joyfully I
told Paul and Julie that it was easy to get what I had; all you had
to do was ask Jesus into your life. The world we live in today is
very technical, complicated and confusing. There is nothing difficult
about admitting that we in ourselves are inadequate, have problems
and basically make a mess of our life. Only Jesus, if we allow Him,
can make right the wrongs we have done.
prayer God literally changed Paul’s physical appearance. Before Paul
had asked Jesus into his heart his facial expression had been hard
and mean. He couldn’t bear for anybody to comment on his balding
head, or red hair. The red freckles didn’t vanish, but they now added
a soft touch to his face. The ugly tattoo of a Buddha, on his
stomach, unfortunately didn’t disappear, but the anger, violence and
hatred melted as quickly as snow in a furnace. In Paul’s case, the
cleansing furnace was God’s love. Before asking Jesus into his heart
Paul had often bragged how he had taken great delight in running over
cats, or dogs on the road, if they hadn’t been quick enough to get
out of the way. What a change to see him rolling around the floor,
playing with the children. He didn’t even mind having the few tufts
of hair pulled. The love Jesus had poured into his heart also helped
him cope with life inside, once he was sentenced again.
both Paul and Julie made a commitment to Jesus, they also decided to
make a more lasting commitment to each other. Within a few weeks they
were married and baptised.)
months after Paul’s confession the matter finally came before the
court. I offered to go, as did the minister and half the church. Paul
was still sentenced, because God is just and we need to pay for our
crimes. Nonetheless, the sentence was only three years, compared to
the five he should have received.
as Jesus had changed Paul’s appearance, so He also changed his
attitude. He became compassionate towards other inmates and shared
with them how his life had changed. Programmes cannot change the
heart and character of a person, only Jesus can wash us clean from
our filthy life-styles and give us a new outlook on God and humanity.
extracts from letters, I received from Paul, while in gaol, show just
how much God had changed him.
my dear friends and sister in the Lord. The Lord truly blessed me
when we became friends. My heart goes out to you and all Christian
friends. I look around me in these walls and I can see the hurt, the
anger, the waste of life. I can see the emptiness of these poor
souls. They hunger, but they do not know what they hunger for. Yet,
if I were to try and show them I would be despised. I pray that God
will give me a way. By His, and most of all Jesus’ strength, I can do
all things. The Holy Spirit comes, although it never leaves,
sometimes I feel so high, higher than any drug I’ve ever been on in
feel a love for these people when I listen to their laughter. Yet, I
know there is a great difference between us. Not that I am any better
– just that my sins are forgiven. The devil is all around me here and
he has been testing me in many ways.
remember that the Word of God is sharper than any two edged sword. I
have not got enough of the Word in me yet. But with the Holy Spirit
and Jesus I shall. I look at it this way: that a two-edged sword can
be broken if not handled right. I listen to the Lord at night, after
reading his Word. I pray for everyone and close my eyes. Then the
Lord takes me away in his hands broken and bruised, yet so soft and
warm and full of love.
is truly a wonderful God, our God, whose depths are beyond us all. I
saw the love of God in the court, in all my Christian friends. I will
never forget the love and fellowship we had in Christ Jesus.
stopped writing this letter for two hours while Joe read to me about
Job. I found the Word and insight beyond me. Yet it was in a way as
if a child could have understood it. I pray to fear him, to trust
him, no matter what the outcome. I want to be as gentle as a dove and
as brave as a lion. If I keep my eyes on Jesus, all things will come
to me. Praise God for the cell I’m in, with a window I cannot see out
would like to give my love to your Bible study. I suppose I do not
know a lot of them, but they are still my brothers and sisters in
Christ. So I pray they will grow and grow through Jesus and the Holy
Spirit. Tell the group that Jesus has made me feel so high sometimes,
that it makes LSD and all other drugs feel like Disprins. But at
other times I have fallen to the deck. It can only be me who leaves
this high. For Jesus will not leave me. I pray that the person who
this message is for will understand and trust in Jesus’ love. It is
hard sometimes as I have cried and broken down, something I would not
have done in my past, because of my hard heart back then. I have
found in here my heart was hard, but some of the hearts in here are
like steel. Yet the ones that are like this make the time in here
hope you will bear with me a bit. Last night or early morning, 3
o’clock, I felt that I should pray for someone, as well as others I
hold dear to my heart.
night, in my cell, Graham accepted Jesus as his Lord and Saviour. I
have been witnessing in here and with the Spirit of Christ, I
received a great blessing as Graham told me today. I was witnessing
to another man called Fred and I feel in my spirit that he too will
accept the gift of life. Praise be to Jesus for letting me be a tool
in my Master’s hands.
long for Julie each day, but I know you give her my love. To all I
hold dear give my love as a brother, sometimes not a very good one.
Jesus will teach me many new and wonderful things. He has given me
peace and love and above all he has given me salvation.
association with Paul and Julie were to lead to 3 years of
visitations to five gaols: Long Bay, Goulburn, Silver Water, Bathurst
and Park Lea Maximum Security. Through Paul’s eyes the term gaol and
criminals took on a different meaning. I am not condoning the actions
of criminals, nor am I saying they should not pay for their crimes;
it’s just that now I no longer see them as statistics, but
learnt that inmates committed suicide due to despair and loneliness.
Paul pleaded with me to write to some of these inmates. In this way
we met J.R. When J.R. was transferred from Long Bay to Bathurst Gaol,
we promised to visit him during my holidays. Arrangements for
accommodation were made through Rod, a Christian warder.
provided us first with two nights free motel accommodation, then two
nights accommodation at the boys’ college where he was house-master.
The generosity with which he greeted us was overwhelming. Jesus said,
assure you that anyone who gives you a drink of water because you
belong to me will certainly receive a reward.” (Mark 9:41).
man gave to us, total strangers, a banquet. The table was laden with
many varieties of cheeses, vegetables, nuts and fresh bread. Just to
make sure that we wouldn’t go hungry Rod had ordered pizza and cheese
cake to be delivered as well. The children and I have never forgotten
this man’s generosity. Unfortunately, we haven’t forgotten the horror
that followed either.
old house we were to stay in was occupied by Rod, the Principal and
his family, as well as boys occupying a dormitory – the latter two,
now on holidays. The architecture indicated that the house would have
been built in the late 1800s. There was an old world charm, but also
a foreboding uneasiness about the place.
guided tour of the house revealed some interesting facts, for there
was a well under one of the rooms where a dead body had been found.
It had never been established whether the death had been accidental,
suicide or murder. Rod’s reason for changing rooms in the house was
also interesting. While sick in bed one day, he had felt as if the
walls were closing in on him. Also the cupboard seemed to be coming
closer and closer, ready to squash him. There was obviously more to
this old house than met the eye.
visits to the gaol and the surrounding scenic spots, the days passed
pleasantly. J.R. was very happy to have us visit him. Soon three
other inmates were invited to the visitors’ area. To these four
inmates my children and I were the closest they came to having a
mother and sisters, especially in J.R’s case, since he had been
thrown out of home at the age of fourteen.
never asked the prisoners what their crimes were. Through the love of
Jesus I hoped that the vicious cycle of hatred, rejection and fear
would be broken. Jesus had turned my life around. I knew He could
also give these men a new start in life.
second night at the college proved eventful. A friend of Rod’s had
arrived from Sydney to stay for a few days. In the course of
conversation, I shared with them the story about Sandra. The visitor
was very sceptical about demonic forces inside a person.
believe it, when I see it.” Little did he realise he would see
“it” very shortly – that night.
10 o’clock Rod invited me to see his room. Considering I had already
had a guided tour of the house the previous evening, including Rod’s
room, I decided there must be more to it than a simple invitation. I
agreed to go, but insisted on getting my Bible first.
Rod had closed the door, he slowly turned around and said, “I’m
sure you realise I didn’t ask you in here to see my room.”
could only manage a numb, “Yes.”
I listened to you sharing the story of Sandra, I realised I have a
similar problem. I would like you to pray for me.” This
revelation did surprise me a little, but I took it all in my stride –
just as well we don’t know the future. With the words, “Rod I’ll
just get my daughter to help me pray,” I left the room.
Malcolm’s surprise I asked him to take care of Rachael, while Sonja
and I prayed for Rod. As the house was built around a courtyard, it
was easy to cross from one room to another, as well as hear what was
going on. Little did Malcolm realise that his unbelief would be
challenged very shortly.
sat in the chair by the desk, while Sonja and I decided to kneel in
prayer. To help my concentration, I closed my eyes; I try not to do
that anymore when I pray for somebody. For upon opening my eyes I saw
such horror as only seen in bizarre horror movies – only this was for
real. Yes, the body of Rod sat before us, but it wasn’t him. The eyes
were large round stones that glared at us. The face was white and
unbelievably evil, resembling granite. The evil which came from Rod
was electric. Immediately I started to pray, at this the body
us became even more frightening. I didn’t know how to pray; so I just
called on Jesus and rebuked satan. As I commanded the spirit of
self-pity to leave him one single tear rolled down his cheek. Why
those words came out of my mouth, I don’t know, but at least there
was a response.
I stopped praying from time to time, Rod reacted normally. At one
stage he told us that the evil spirit had told him to strangle both
of us, or throw things at us. There was something, however, which
prevented him from touching us. That “something” was the
mighty power of God.
John 4:4 But you belong to God, my children, and have defeated the
false prophets, because
the Spirit who is in you is more powerful than the spirit in those
who belong to the world.
Christ by His Holy Spirit
and more powerful
than satan, or any demonic spirit.
hours wore on and both Rod and I became very weary. At one stage I
suggested that he should lie on the bed to get some rest. Although
the battle was spiritual it was affecting him physically. Every time
I tried to cast out the demon which was ruling him, his body would
change. At one stage his whole body became terribly twisted. As I
looked at the grotesque body before me, God said, “Lilly”.
I thought in horror. My thoughts momentarily raced to a young woman
sitting in a wheelchair. Her brother had already died from some
disease, which had left his body twisted and his tongue speechless.
Now Lilly was fast going the way of her brother. “Lord Jesus are
you trying to tell me that Lilly is not sick due to a physical
condition, but dying due to a spiritual condition?” God told me
to tell the minister of her mother’s church to pray for the daughter,
for once the spirit of infirmity had been cast out; she would be
returning to Wollongong I spoke to the minister about what God had
shown me. Sadly he never prayed for Lilly and shortly afterwards she
died. Lilly’s younger brother, until after her death had been a
healthy young man. Yet a few months after his sister’s death he also
developed the same symptoms and eventually died the same horrible
death as his brother and sister a few years later. Apparently the
spirit of infirmity transferred from one person to the next at their
death. If only these people had been prayed for, Jesus would have
gladly set them free. Many times we suffer needlessly, if only we
knew God’s Word and how to apply it to our life.
I do digress! Back to Rod. By 12:45 that night, my strength was
failing and I could no longer pray. I guess Jesus was right when he
said, “this kind needs much prayer and fasting.”
I prepared to leave his room he said in the sweetest, gentlest tone,
“Marlies, would you like me to show you the room where the well
is?” Immediately the Holy Spirit warned me with a very definite,
NO! Although Rod gave the invitation three times, the Holy Spirit
just as strongly told me to say no three times. God did not want me,
or my daughters murdered. The foul spirit that would not leave Rod
was a spirit of murder; it wanted to use Rod to kill us. Bearing that
fact in mind, Sonja and I decided not to go to sleep that night –
which was just as well.
decided to move to the loungeroom. Malcolm and Rachael had
disappeared, they had obviously heard what was going on.
horror of the past hours was still with us, so prayer and praise
seemed like a good idea to help us stay awake. We froze in terror as
the door creaked and slowly opened and then closed again. All night
we heard footsteps, anticipating any moment that Rod would stand in
the doorway with a knife or gun. The hours passed slowly, kitchen
doors opened and closed, floor boards creaked, but no human form
appeared in the doorway of the loungeroom.
the darkness disappeared and the dawn broke, we looked at the mist,
dancing like ghosts, outside the window. At least these figures we
could see. The ghosts who had partied all night in the house, we had
was hard to know how much Rod remembered about the previous night,
but he wasn’t as friendly as he had been when we first arrived. I
asked him why he had paced the floor boards so restlessly all night.
To that he replied that he hadn’t left his bed.
had taken Rachael and himself to the dormitory, where he had slept
with a baseball bat by his side. He was no longer in doubt that
people can be possessed by an evil spirit.
had gotten into this sad state because he had played around in a
séance at the age of thirteen. As usual the children like so many
other people, believed that there were no evil spirits and that
séances don’t really work anyway. Well, the séance had worked and
the results were still with him ten years later when we met him. The
morning after the séance, Rod found himself lying on his back,
covered in rosary beads, crosses and Bibles. His friends were too
horrified to speak to him. Strangely enough they were covered in
bruises. Only months later was Rod able to piece some of the events
together. A spirit had taken control of him and he tried to kill his
friends. Séances are not to be meddled with, for they leave
long-term unpleasant consequences.
will never forget Rod’s kindness; he wasn’t evil, rather that which
ruled him. I have prayed for Rod over many years. I know God will set
him free, if He hasn’t done so already.
didn’t tell J.R. or the other inmates what happened at the college –
there was no point. This was our last day and I mentioned as much to
the officer at the reception centre. As we chatted the man asked if
we wanted a closer view of the inside of the prison. From the
visiting centre we passed through massive gates into the ‘neutral’
zone. I couldn’t help but compare the situation to the trenches and
“no-man’s land” in World War 1. Having crossed the neutral
zone we entered another set of massive gates. Judging by the layout,
Bathurst wouldn’t have too many escapes.
reception committee was waiting for us. The inmates were openly
making crude remarks about my older daughter, who at that stage was
nearly eighteen. My maternal instinct boiled over, and softly I
whispered to the warden, “They are nothing but animals”.
Unfortunately, I hadn’t whispered softly enough for a prisoner heard
and shouted at the top of his voice, “Hey, she said we’re
nothing but a pack of animals.” Within seconds we were
surrounded. Bullies always feel the strongest in a group; even more
so when confronting a lone warder, a woman and two children. The
situation looked and felt extremely ugly. The thought crossed my mind
that we could become the hostages of these men.
decided to confront the leader before he had a chance to rally his
group. I looked him straight in the eyes and said, “I felt sorry
the minute I made that comment, but I don’t appreciate my daughter
being insulted. The children and I go to gaols not judging who we
meet, we simply tell them about Jesus and treat them like human
beings; is it too much to ask for a little respect?”
boldness and speech surprised the man. He even looked a little
shaken. “Sorry lady, you don’t know what it’s like in here. We
climb the walls sometimes in frustration and helplessness. We didn’t
mean you and the children any harm.” The bomb had been defused –
what a relief!
don’t know who was more relieved: the children and I, or the warder.
Repairs from a previous riot had just been completed. With smiles all
round, we continued our tour of the gaol.
convicts on hulks, moored on the Thames in the 1700s and 1800s would
have considered the cell we saw as absolutely luxurious. One inmate
had agreed to show us his cell. We climbed to the second storey and
were amazed to see the comforts of life, a television, stereo, books,
tablecloth and ornaments. On hindsight, I suppose he would have
traded all his possessions for his freedom.
doors of Bathurst Gaol closed behind us that Friday afternoon; but
not our continued association with prisoners. For many years Sonja
and I continued to write to prisoners around the state or interstate.
The following extracts from letters sent to me are an indication of
how necessary Jesus is in the life of a person, whether in or out of
bless you and keep you well. Thank you for your lovely letter last
week. You know it’s funny, but when you said it was sad that a person
as young as me is in prison instead of enjoying my freedom, I feel
that I am free for the first time in my life. Maybe not in a physical
sense, but in the spiritual. I believe that there is no benefit in
physical freedom without spiritual freedom and I have only found my
spiritual freedom since I lost my physical freedom.
I do thank the Lord for my circumstances, (I just hope they don’t
last too long). Seriously speaking though, I was going from bad to
worse. I started by stealing, then I graduated to selling marijuana,
then moving on to having my own organisation of people selling drugs
for me. Finally I did the worst thing that any man can do to his
fellow man, I started to sell heroin. Thank God I was caught. I was
sentenced to three years prison and after serving eight months I
escaped with the intention of going to see my sister in Cairns and
then leave Australia, to go to Lebanon. Well, the escape was
successful and I was at large in Sydney for three months, trying to
raise some money for the journey.
of the way heading for Queensland I was travelling well in excess of
the speed limit, without being stopped by the police. When I got to
Townsville I increased speed slightly. You wouldn’t read of it, there
was a policeman stationed just out of Townsville, who should have
knocked off work ten minutes earlier, but he wanted to get one more
ticket before he went home. So guess who trundles past him doing a
lousy six kilometres over the speed limit! I saw him wave at me and
silly me not realising that he wanted me to pull over waved back at
him. So consequently he chased me. I panicked and took off and ended
up in hospital after an accident. Then it was off to gaol, where I
became a Christian. I believe God had a hand in my escape and
although I lost my physical freedom, as I said, I gained a greater
funny, but when you all came to see me, I realised that there was a
large part of my life that I had missed out on. I had sacrificed
love, compassion, friends, truth and God for lust, pain, hardship,
lies and a false god – money. Since becoming a Christian, I have come
to understand the value and virtues of Christian living.
was very, very happy to receive your letter, it was a great boost to
my morale. Letters in here are the closest thing to a person. I have
read your letter at least five times and as you already know, it is
easy to get to know people and understand them through the feelings
they bring out in their writings, especially with as much time to
ponder them as we have. Yes, the Lord Jesus has truly blessed me with
friends for my wife and myself. I am getting there, as they say,
‘slow and steady wins the race’. They must have been God’s words,
because they are words of patience, something I normally have been
very short of, but now seem to be able to find plenty with the help
by George – Park Lea
November 1984 after being released from gaol for the second time I
went to church with my brother-in-law who was a Christian. I went
there expecting that nobody would have anything to do with me. At
first I wanted to leave, but something told me to stay. After going
there for some weeks I asked the Lord Jesus into my heart and a week
later I was baptised, it was so beautiful. I don’t know how to put it
into words. The Lord gave me many Christian friends to talk to and
ask for help in my daily walk with Him. We would go away on Christian
camps; that I loved. I started to love the things I was doing for the
Lord. I was about 28 at the time.
the fellowship I met a girl called Helen who I liked very much. She
had a young son, who I grew to love. Because I didn’t want to lose
Helen, in case she didn’t feel the same way, I didn’t tell her how I
felt. I also knew an older woman called Cathy. She was very
beautiful. She wasn’t a Christian. I had met her at a club. I was
trying to walk in my faith with Jesus, hoping to interest Cathy, but
she didn’t want to know. I knew I really loved Helen but I felt I
couldn’t risk involving her in my life. I tried to walk away from
Cathy, but she would contact me and I would go back. I was so mixed
up; I just needed someone to love me.
as a Christian I was haunted by memories of my past life and that
caused me much distress. During my first spell inside for armed
robbery I was brutally raped at knife point by an older man. It
happened over a three day period. Afterwards the nightmares, the
shame and the guilt drove me to repeated suicide attempts. I have
tried to have normal relationships with girls, but the rape
nightmares keep coming back. I started drinking heavily to try to
April 1985 when I had only been a Christian for six months, my
brother-in-law died. I had again lost someone very close to me. He
had been the only one from my family present at my baptism. I went
downhill after his death, but the Lord Jesus took care of me. Despite
this I got back with Cathy, but I knew she wanted a normal
relationship with a guy, so I went back to the drinking and drugs. I
was a two
I knew I loved Jesus, but I was still really mixed up inside. In
January 1986 I took an overdose but the Lord Jesus wanted me to live
a bit longer. Someone found me and took me to hospital. I changed
churches and this helped for a while until I got back with Cathy.
the 7th August, 1986 I was very drunk and went to Cathy’s place. We
had a bad fight. I left but when I returned later she was dead. I
don’t remember anything about the fight. I went to the police with my
Christian friends and handed myself in. Back in gaol suicide was on
my mind for the first 3-4 months, then after about 6 months I asked
the Lord for forgiveness and I know he has forgiven me.
then I have spoken to many friends inside about Jesus and the Lord
helps me to know what to say to them. Neil and I started a fellowship
in the gaol chapel. Some of the guys I have spoken to have asked
Jesus into their life, praise the Lord. Some of them are now on the
outside and still with the Lord. They still write to me. Plus there
are guys who have gone to other prisons and they tell me they are
witnessing to others.
in my wing there are four Christians and I have a special friend
Michael. He lives right across from me and he comes and we talk about
Jesus. Michael has helped me to grow stronger in my faith and my
daily walk with Jesus. I praise the Lord for giving me a chance in my
life and I thank him for always being there when I need him. He has
given me all my family back and my Christian friends I knew outside.
is my Saviour and I am his servant, and I love Him with all my heart.
Praise you Jesus. Love Jesus and you will experience that love for
Jesus is the strongest power of all; it will enable you to overcome
been getting a bit of a buffeting of late, but that’s to be expected,
as it is my fault. The more I read the Bible and pray the stronger I
feel and it seems as if there are scales falling from my eyes.
thing that sticks in my mind is that there cannot be any doubt
if we want our prayers to be answered. Matthew 21:22 The key word
being “believing”. It is only in the last week as I read
more and more of
the Bible that I have been more positive in my prayers and now I can
say in all honesty that I have claimed and thanked my Father for what
I have asked for.
And here is the positive answer to my main prayer. I had run out of
money and therefore couldn’t afford any letters, so I prayed about it
that some money would come before the deadline. Praise God, on Monday
I got a brief note and a card from Pat and Peter and for the first
time, other than birthdays, when they usually send me $10, out of the
blue they sent me $20. But that’s not the end of it. The next night I
got another letter from my mother and she had sent me $50.
Hallelujah, praise the Lord; he sees all our needs and supplies them.
the Lord touched your life twenty two years ago, huh Sis, but
regardless of the 15 years of disobedience, you came to him, as He
knew you would, never to wander. It took the Lord thirty five and a
half years to get through this lump on my shoulders. Praise the Lord.
He got through back in June 1981 and my head isn’t full of satanic
filth and rubbish anymore, bless Him for His gracious mercy. What a
great God we have.
am assuming that Sonja has shared my testimony with you, Sis. I won’t
rave on, but I blew a two year sentence up to thirteen years, three
weeks, only because of the satanic influence I allowed to lead me. To
date I’ve got over nine years one month done and look a good thing
for getting parole about October – November, when I get my answer on
a parole review in September. My physical freedom is one big deal to
me now that I have that Glorious Light of Jesus Christ showing me the
Way, the Truth, the Life, making me want to shout, hallelujah, praise
since John 8:36 became a living reality in my spirit, it sure has
changed my outlook (admittedly not enough) towards my fellow man. I
hated the world before I heard that beautiful knocking on the door of
my heart and allowed Jesus in to sup and have fellowship with me.
extracts, from hundreds of letters, I have received over the years
are an indication of how wonderful Jesus is when it comes to changing
I sorted through the many letters received from prisoners it struck
me how grateful these people were for God’s provision and blessing in
their life. There are many “so-called” Christians out of
gaol, who show very little gratitude towards Jesus for what He has
done in their life.
Praise the LORD! Give thanks to the LORD, because he is good; his
love is eternal. 2/ Who can
tell all the great things he has done? Who can praise him enough?
13/ But they quickly forgot
what he had done and acted without waiting for his advice.
21/ They forgot
the God who had saved them …
people very quickly forget what God has done for them.
God for His many provisions also became the topic of discussion
between Sonja, her friend Sally and myself. We could all remember how
God in one way or another had provided for us, in either a natural or
supernatural way. A friend of Sonja’s had found her two year old
daughter floating face down in the pool. As the mother pulled the
child from the water she feared the worst. Praise God Janice was
alive and told her mother that she had, “held onto the big
birdie’s wings”. God had sent His angels to save the child.
story made me think of my own granddaughter, who had been
miraculously saved from serious injury or even death. Unknown to
Connie and I the child had wandered from the loungeroom, down the
hallway and out the front door, which had not been closed properly.
The heavy thud and scream alerted us and we saw Sarah lying at the
foot of the stairs. To our amazement there were no broken bones, not
even a scratch. The only sign of her having fallen, was a slightly
red ear. I guess the angel just managed to grab Sarah’s ear as she
fell. God is truly marvellous.
sipped her tea slowly and said, “I could tell you a few stories
about angels.” Immediately I became interested for doesn’t the
1:14 What are the angels, then? They are spirits who serve God and
are sent by him to help those who are to receive salvation.
could tell by Sally’s hesitant expression that she didn’t
particularly want to remember the incident; but by the same token,
she wanted to give glory to God for having miraculously saved her.
“You never call a drug addict a junkie. Because of that remark
Danny, my boyfriend, ran around the place chopping up everything in a
blind rage. He chopped off every door knob in the place, the idea
being to ultimately corner and kill me. The last place of escape was
the bathroom. I locked the door and cowered in a corner, six months
pregnant. He finally succeeded in chopping down the bathroom door. No
words can describe how I felt. All I could do was silently cry out to
God. I didn’t even have the strength to voice my thoughts. I saw the
axe falling; yet incredibly it stopped in mid air. Had God commanded
one of His angels to save me?
know living with Danny was fulfilling, to a point. I guess my love
for him made me blind to his many short comings. But then he is
extremely handsome and has winning ways. It’s true when people say
that love is blind. Anyway, one day I came to the point where I
couldn’t cope anymore and I decided to commit suicide. I cried out to
God and said that I knew He existed, I just didn’t know who He was;
but I asked if He would come into my life anyway.
having said that, I felt myself lifted up, physically and
spiritually. The joy in my heart was indescribable. After that
experience I still didn’t know much about God, but I started to read
the Bible. Gently God convicted me about the de-facto relationship.
Little did I realise that our marriage would end in divorce and I
would experience terror upon terror.
one of the many fights I had with Danny I sat in a lounge chair
totally depressed. Gradually I began to sing to God. As I praised
Him, I felt the lounge chair being rocked back and forth and I heard
the actual flutter of heavenly beings around me. This continued until
I fell asleep. God had most definitely sent His ministering angels to
sister, a dedicated Christian had also experienced the presence of
angels. During a nightmare, she saw herself surrounded by witches,
ready to kill her. Desperately she called out to Jesus. As she spoke
His name, the nightmare fled. On awakening she felt angels floating
around her, singing heavenly songs.
I could think of two instances where God revealed to me something
about His ministering servants. Coming home late one night from doing
God’s work, I just collapsed into bed. As my head hit the pillow I
saw myself surrounded by a host of angels, they seemed to be 10 feet
tall. The formation of the angels was exactly like that of a Roman
army going into battle. As I walked along, these gigantic beings
spoke to each other over my head. “Look at her go, isn’t she
great. She is getting on with the job.” The angels were ecstatic
over me. Why, I couldn’t quite work out, yet for a brief moment God
allowed me a glimpse into the spirit world. As the army of angels and
I marched on, we finally came to the top of a hill. I sat down and
the angels sat down around me. Then I fell asleep.
Bible study one lunchtime at school, a student came to me, all
Ms., I saw an angel in Bible study.”
me about it.”
saw this massive angel stand slightly to the side of you. He was
really tall and beautiful. His arms were slightly away from his body,
with palms facing upwards. He stood as if he was worshipping God. I
gave him a wave and he winked back.”
revelation really excited me. I now see the Biblical stories about
angels in a different way.
19:1, 13, 16 & 17
When the two
angels came to Sodom that evening,
Lot was sitting at the city gate. As soon
he saw them, he got up and went to meet them. He bowed down before
them. (The angels said) … we are going to destroy this place. The
LORD has heard the terrible accusations against these people and has
sent us to destroy Sodom. Lot hesitated. The LORD however, had pity
on him; so the men took, his wife, and his two daughters by the hand
and led them out of the city. Then one of the angels said, “Run
for your lives! Don’t look back and don’t stop in the valley. Run
to the hills, so that you won’t be killed.”
“I will send an
angel ahead of you
to protect you as you travel and to bring you to the place which I
The angel said to me, “Daniel, God loves you. Stand up and
listen carefully to what I am going to say. I have been sent to you.”
Then he said, “Daniel, don’t be afraid. God has heard your
prayers ever since the first day you decided to humble yourself in
order to gain understanding. I have come in answer to your prayer.
The angel prince of the kingdom of Persia opposed me for twenty-one
days. Then Michael, one of the chief angels, came to help me, because
I had been left there alone in Persia.”
Then the angel, who looked like a human being, reached out and
touched my lips.
He said, “God loves you, so don’t let anything worry you or
Suddenly there was a violent earthquake; an angel of the Lord came
down from heaven, rolled the stone away, and sat on it.
His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as
Suddenly an angel of the Lord stood there, and a light shone in the
cell. The angel shook Peter by the shoulder, woke him up, and said,
“Hurry! Get up!” At once the chains fell off Peter’s hands.
Then the angel said, “Do up your belt and put on your sandals.”
Peter did so, and the angel said, “Put your cloak around you and
come with me.”
was great to have Sonja, Sally and myself share this little
discussion on angels. At random, I have selected a few references
from the Old and New Testament, there are many more, which make
interesting reading. The references in the Bible to angels clearly
show that God looks after His children in wondrous ways.
91:9-12 You have made the LORD your defender, the Most High your
protector, and so no disaster will strike you, no violence will come
near your home. God will put his angels in charge of you to protect
you wherever you go. They will hold you up with their hands to keep
you from hurting your feet on the stones.
through a dream taught me how to pray. In my dream I was in the
diningroom of my minister and his wife. I asked them why satan
attacks us. First one, than the other spoke. “If you are in the
forefront fighting for Jesus, you will collect the most bullets.”
you hang around people involved in the occult, the evil will rub off
received those two answers, I stood up and left. I entered the
adjoining room, which normally contained furniture, but was now
empty. As I walked in one door, a well dressed and groomed
middle-aged man walked in the other door. Although he looked very
respectable, I knew instantly that he was a demon in man’s form come
to kill me. Frantically I called out to Jesus, but nothing happened.
Jesus did not come to my aid.
opponent and I were equally matched. He would have to retreat, or I
would be forced to retreat. We battled on for some time and I was
getting very tired, to the point where I knew I wouldn’t be able to
fight much longer and would be killed. As I looked down at the man’s
hand I noticed that the back of it had been cut and blood was oozing
this stage God spoke to me. “The word of God is alive and
active, sharper than any two-edged sword.” (Hebrew 4:12). I
don’t know what I had been fighting with, whether knife or sword. All
I could see was his cut hand.
stood still, looked the man in the eyes and said, “The Word of
God says that demons must bow the knee before Jesus.”
(Philippians 2:10-11) I did not speak with my mouth, only with my
thoughts. He in turn answered with his mind.
I answered with my thoughts.
“Jesus may not be here, but the Word
of God says,
demons must bow the knee before Jesus.” At that point he dropped
to his knees. Then I said with my mind, “The Word of God says
demons must flee before the name of Jesus.” (James 4:7) At that
stage he got up and ran away.
woke up feeling that this had been more than a dream. I felt as if I
had lived through every horrifying minute of the experience.
dream taught me a few things. We did not speak actual words, but
communicated by reading each other’s minds. So much for people who
say that satan can’t read your mind! Over the years I have learnt
that praying in your mind is very powerful. Yes, the Word of God
should be spoken out when and where ever possible, but it is not
always possible to do so. The likelihood of being dragged to a mental
institution could be the result. A perfect example would be an
incident my daughter and I witnessed while visiting Rome in Italy. We
were just leaving the Rome railway station when we came across a
group of people. A young man only dressed in shorts had produced a
baton which he was using to beat up the people around him. As my
daughter ran away into the opposite direction I stood my ground and
said in my mind. “I bind you foul spirit of violence.”
Instantly the man stopped, dropped the weapon and ran away.
power of the Word of God is also evident when I pray for people in
wheel chairs. Usually I move some distance from the person, then I
pray in my mind. The result is instant and amazing. The demons which
in some cases have caused the infirmity cause the person to react in
a strange way. The person starts to make strange noises, or turns
around. There is no way the person would react, unless the demons
were reacting to the words being prayed. My I do digress, back to the
also learned that I had defeated the enemy using the Word of God.
Luke 10:19 helped me understand why Jesus hadn’t come when I called
out to Him.
have given you authority,
so that you can walk on snakes and scorpions and overcome
all the power of the Enemy,
and nothing will hurt you.”
wanted to teach me that there are times when I must act and if I
don’t, nothing will be done. God showed K. Hagin the same principle
in the book, “I Believe in Visions”. Yet it is not as if
Jesus would leave me helpless; in that dream God clearly showed me
that I must use the Word of God to pray. Revelation 19:13 tells us
that the Rider of the white horse has a name and that name is “The
Word of God”. This mighty revelation has totally changed my
prayer life. If anybody hears me pray, they will hear the constant
repetition of the words, “The Word of God says …”.
Speaking the Word of God is powerful, for God’s word, is “alive
sharper than any two-edged sword.” (Hebrew 4:12).
the power of God’s Holy Spirit, Ezekiel could command a whole valley
of dry bones to come together and stand up and live, then how much
more should we be able to achieve through the Word – Jesus Christ and
God the Holy Spirit.
order to pray according to the Word of God, you first have to become
familiar with it.
will God answer prayer and when won’t He?
if we pray
5:14&15 says, “We have courage in God’s presence, because we
are sure that he hears us if
him for anything that is according
to his will.”
this stage it is crucial to find out what God’s will is. The
only way to do that is to spend time with God and read the Bible.
speaking to a nurse working with mentally handicapped patients, I
asked whether she ever prayed for them. She admitted to being a
Christian, but said she was too shy to pray openly.
at this point reminded me that lambs are born with a tail, but for
reasons, known only to the farmer, it is removed. Usually a rubber
band is tightly wound around the tail; eventually due to lack of
circulation, it drops off.
caused me to explain to the nurse that if she prayed over the
patients regularly, binding
the cause, e.g dementia or schizophrenia, the demons would eventually
drop off and the sick person would then be able to cry out to the
Lord Jesus and become better.
I say unto you, Whatsoever
ye shall bind
on earth shall be bound
and whatsoever ye shall loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.
Well of Bitterness
was praying for a woman who was eaten up by bitterness. I asked God
how I should pray. To my amazement the following words came out of my
my children left Egypt they came to the bitter springs of Marah. I
commanded my servant Moses to throw a branch into the water to
sweeten it. Ask that the BRANCH would sweeten the well of bitterness
used the above prayer substituting the woman’s name and a wonderful
transformation took place. When I visited her a few days later she
told me that an amazing thing had happened. One minute, while
standing at the kitchen sink, she had felt unbelievable bitterness
towards her husband; the next minute she felt tremendous compassion
for him. She couldn’t work out what had happened. Prayer knows no
distance and based on the Bible, is powerful. Jesus is the BRANCH
(Zechariah 3:8) and I thank Him so much that He sweetened the well of
bitterness in this women’s life.
Wall of Fire
LORD has promised that he himself
a wall of fire
around the city to protect it and that he will live there in all his
of mine, James and Ilse had told me on numerous occasions about
demonic activity in their house during the night. Some of the events
had been quite horrifying. Several times I had cast out the demonic
forces. There would be peace for a few days, then the situation would
be worse than ever. During prayer, just prior to Bible study at their
place, God gave me a vision on how to deal with the situation. God
told me to throw satan out of the house again, but then to pray that
a deep trench would be dug around the house (in the spirit), and that
a mighty wall of fire would surround it. I was to tell satan that if
he, or his demonic forces would try to pass through this fire, they
would be burned up. Praise God, from that prayer onwards, there were
no more disturbances in the house.
Jimmy Swaggart Fell
13:25-26. One night, when everyone was asleep, an enemy came and
sowed weeds among the wheat and went away.
When the plants grew and the heads of grain began to form, then the
weeds showed up.
the news circulated the world that the evangelist Jimmy Swaggart had
fallen, I was shocked. “Why?” I asked God. I didn’t really
expect an answer, certainly not immediately; however I saw a vision
of a tangled mass of roots in the shape of a heart. (The principle
being similar to a root-bound plant in a pot.) I saw the roots in the
shape of a heart, implying that the roots from the seed, the Word of
God must be so totally root bound in our heart that there will be no
more soil into which satan can sow the seeds of sin.
roots of God’s word in our heart must strangle the weeds that satan
tries to sow, instead of the other way around. There had been enough
soil -the flesh- in J. Swaggart’s life to sow the seeds of pride and
lust. Instead of the roots of the Word of God strangling the weeds,
the weeds grew to the point where they strangled the roots of the
Word of God.
in order to stop either a baby, or mature Christian from falling
away, we need to pray that the weeds of sin be uprooted in that life.
blood of the Lord Jesus Christ – a Spiritual filter.
are many different religions in the world. Some denominations follow
the teachings of God, many do not. Some churches are filled with the
Holy Spirit, many are not. It is easy to become contaminated by false
doctrine, or become ruled by a spirit of error and deception.
John 4:l My dear friends, do not believe all who claim to have the
Spirit, but test them to find out if the spirit they have comes from
God. For many false prophets have gone out everywhere …
But we belong to God. Whoever knows God listens to us; whoever does
not belong to God does not listen to us. This, then, is how we can
tell the difference between the Spirit of truth and the spirit
night as I closed in prayer after Bible study, these words came out
of my mouth.
God to install into you a filter, the filter being the precious blood
of the Lord Jesus Christ, to filter out spiritual impurities.
drift away from God without there being a reason. In fact, unknown to
them, they could have become spiritually polluted.
Corinthians 7:1 (New International Version) Since we have these
promises, dear friends, let us purify ourselves from everything that
perfecting holiness out of reverence for God.
4:12 (King James) My people ask counsel at their stocks, and their
staff declareth unto them; for the spirit of whoredoms hath caused
them to err, and they have gone a whoring from under their God.
Black Cloud Shaped like a Bird
usual, I had gotten up early in the morning to seek God. I drew back
the curtains facing the east. As I sat down again I saw, just outside
the window, a large black cloud in the shape of a bird. The cloud
gave me an uneasy feeling of an evil presence, so I closed the
curtains. (Women are very practical.) The next morning I left the
curtains closed and opened the blinds facing north. I saw exactly the
same cloud again. Sitting there totally amazed the words of a song,
taken from Isaiah 61:3 came to my mind.
on the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness, lift up your
voice to God, praise in the Spirit and with understanding, oh magnify
several weeks I had felt weary and downtrodden. All of a sudden, I
realised that it was satan who had worn me out, so I rebuked him and
told him to get lost in Jesus’ name. Even as I was praying I saw the
cloud break up, until within seconds it had totally disappeared. I
felt a tremendous joy and strength return. I was able to do more
housework that morning, before I left for work, than I had done in a
times we put up with prolonged illness simply because we don’t pray
in the early stages of the complaint. God showed me a vision of a
mighty bird descending upon me. The vulture’s claws were just able to
touch me, but I immediately chased it away. Had I allowed the bird to
embed its claws into my flesh, I would have had more difficulty
getting rid of it.
had the same experience. Genesis 15:11 “Vultures came down on
the bodies; but Abram drove them off.” From experience I have
learnt that if I rebuke, in the name of Jesus, the slightest bit of
pain, whether it is a headache or pulled muscle, very shortly the
pain and symptoms of sickness will disappear. If I think it’s natural
for me to have the flu, sore throat or whatever, then I’m stuck with
it for many days. Jesus rebuked the fever and immediately it left
Peter’s mother-in-law. We need to do the same. Do not allow the
vulture of illness to settle on you and take a hold.
dream about two worlds
don’t have many dreams where I know God is talking to me. The dream
where God taught me how to pray and this one, which is about praying
for non-Christians, are the only two which stick in my mind.
was in what looked like a mangrove swamp. The thick putrid mud
reached up to the knees of the people who were wallowing in it.
Everything in the picture was grey. There were people in the centre
of the picture, wading through the mud and climbing over and around
the thick roots. People were also feeling their way along a wall. I
must have been one of those groping along the wall for I found a
door. Upon turning the handle and opening the door I saw beautiful
green rolling hills; everything was bright and colourful. Jesus was
there. I ran up to Him and He took me by the hand. As we joyfully
walked up the hill I said to Jesus, “What about them back there?
What are we going to do with them? I also said to Jesus, “You
know some of them look like they don’t want to leave that place. What
are we going to do?”
answered: “First bind the strongman. (Matthew 12:29) Ask God to put
a desire into their hearts to want to get out of that kind of life.”
The strongman is he who is strong enough to rule a person’s life.
The devil is the strongman in people’s lives, ruling them through
alcohol, lust, gambling, greed, lies, unbelief and so on. So whatever
stands in the way of worshipping God, needs to be bound in Jesus’
12:29 “No one can break into a strong man’s house and take away
his belongings unless he first ties up the strong man; then he can
plunder his house.
I asked Jesus why some Christians go back to the sordid lifestyle
they escaped from? Jesus answered: “They stand too close to the
door and get sucked back in again. Pray that the seed of God will
grow in their life so that they will go away from that door and start
to walk away with me.”
a Delicate Flower
daughter brought one of her friends to me for prayer. God showed me
that this person was like a delicate flower and I was to make the
counselling and prayer as lighthearted as possible so as not to
bruise her. God also showed me that no matter how hard a motor
mechanic tries he still gets covered in grease. The in-ground dirt
needs to be removed by several washes. If the person tried to remove
the dirt in one go, they would scrape the skin off.
I started to pray over her, God showed me that the spirit of
imagination was causing the most problems. This spirit was whipping
up the imagination to such an extent; it was causing her to be
10:5 “Casting down imaginations …”.
also showed me that lies and deception had a hold on her. Praise God
once she had asked God to forgive her for these sins she was able to
hand them over to God and be delivered from them.
came to my home seeking help because of all the strange happenings
due to his involvement in séances. It came to the point where only
he could start a séance, when in a group of interested individuals.
This was an indication as to how deeply he had become involved in the
cutting off the channel, which had been created through the séances,
God told me to cast away from him the spirit of clairvoyance. The
word vixen also came to me constantly. A vixen is a female fox, noted
for its cunning. Cunning and lies were bound and cast away from him,
as well as the hatred for his father. After Peter had been prayed
for, the transformation was wonderful.
prayer, Peter has been able to hug his father and speak respectfully
to him. Likewise his treatment of his mother improved tremendously.
He no longer swears at her and is more loving. Several weeks later
Peter admitted to no longer being cunning or deceptive.
I moved into my new flat, I was really happy except for the bubbly
film on the kitchen window. In some places it was distorting the
vision. After two months of putting up with the distorted vision I
finally asked the landlord to remove the film from the window.
clear vision had been restored, God spoke to me and told me that
satan had also put a film on my eyes, which was distorting my vision.
Naturally I straight away rebuked the film, but nothing happened.
Gradually I realised that I couldn’t see things clearly from a
distance, they were blurry. After a few months of battling against
this attack of satan, I finally won the victory and my eyesight once
again became perfect.
we want in life has to be fought for. We need to ask God to give us
the strength to face each day.
29:11 The LORD gives strength
to his people and blesses them with peace.
84:5 How happy are those whose strength
comes from you …
40:29 He strengthens those who are weak and tired.
But those who trust in the LORD for help will find their strength
secret of our prayer life is not to sit back and expect the cherries
to fall into our mouth, but to get up and work with God. Establish
a relationship with God
by reading the Bible and seeking His presence. Don’t just ask for
things, also remember to thank God for what he has done in your life.
“Count your blessings name them one by one.” As your walk
with Jesus grows, you will realise the need to seek the guidance of
the Holy Spirit more and more on a daily basis. There are those times
when we need to wait upon God to act, but there are those instances
when we must put the command of the Lord Jesus into practice:
10:19 Listen! I have given you authority, so that you can walk on
snakes and scorpions and overcome all the power of the Enemy, and
nothing will hurt you.
if we won’t get on with the job it won’t get done!
salty air tickles your nose; your ears feel offended by the screeches
of the sea-gulls and your eyes have difficulty following the bee-hive
activity of the wharf. As stately as any queen-bee, the ships are
waiting to be served by an army of workers. It is preferable to let
your eyes travel across the blue-green water, rather than focus on
the filth that laps the bow of the massive cargo ships, which are
held by huge ropes that are not easily cut. God used a friend of mine
to show an interesting parallel between these ropes and our spiritual
visitor sat opposite me relating how many years previously he had
nearly suffered a mental breakdown due to the pressure of
circumstances around him. During this hard time, God had given him a
vision about a massive ship being tied up at the wharf. The engines
were working to full capacity, trying to move the ship; but as the
ropes had not been untied it was unable to pull away. Eventually the
there had been circumstances in this man’s life which had held back
his walk with God. No matter how hard he had tried to achieve a
better relationship with God, something was holding him back. So,
like the mighty engines of an ocean liner, he eventually burned out.
One of the major cords or ropes, which had held him were the cords of
His mother had tried to terminate the pregnancy, so rejection had
come into his life from the womb onwards. Many will say, “Rubbish,
how can anything affect an unborn child!” Luke 1:44, indicates
as soon as I heard your greeting, the baby within
jumped with gladness.”
rejection felt by this man had affected his attitude to those around
him, until God showed him what to do about it.
explained that the ropes holding the ship cannot be broken. Likewise
the cords or ropes holding a person back in their life cannot be
broken. What can be done then in a seemingly hopeless situation? Go
back to the point of contact! The cord that first attached itself to
a person would have been the thickness of a spider web, or hair, but
over time it grew to the thickness of rope. God said that it was easy
to break a fragile web so what needed to be done was cut the matter
off at the point of contact saying:
“I take the sword of the Holy Spirit and cut the cord at the
point of contact. I take the ends and tie them off separately and
place them under the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ, never to be
are cords formed?
Sin (wrong doing)
The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
His own iniquities shall take the wicked himself, and he shall be
with the cords
of his sins.
Woe unto them that draw iniquity with cords
and sin as it were with a cart
you don’t forgive people, cords of hatred, bitterness and violence
are formed. The person who suffered the hurt will want revenge and
very soon another criminal statistic is recorded.
felt in my heart to ask God if there were cords holding me back in my
walk with Him. No sooner had I started to pray, when scenes flashed
before my eyes. I saw myself, as a little child watching my parents
hit each other. Then I saw myself lying on the floor with a bleeding
nose, after my father had beaten me. Next I saw myself being beaten
up by my then husband. Violence had been very much a part of my
mere raising of the hand would cause me to instinctively cringe.
Although I had never committed a violent act, violent thoughts would
constantly plague my mind. If I walked through a shop the thoughts
would be, “Go on, smash it”. Walking down the street I
would want to lash out at somebody. One day visiting a friend I felt
disturbed at the thoughts which bombarded my mind, directed at the
person sitting on the floor. “Go on, step on her fingers, and
never shared with anybody the violent thoughts which constantly
plagued me, it is only by the grace of God that I didn’t give in to
these suggestions. I can’t thank God enough that He freed me from
this torment, for after praying and cutting the cords of violence,
which had attached themselves to me when I was a child, I have never
had violent thoughts again, even though l7 years have passed.
cords are usually well and truly formed before
people become Christians. By living a life without Jesus Christ and
the Holy Spirit we don’t know the difference between what is of God
and what isn’t. Yes, we have a conscience, but a non-Christian can so
easily rationalise that their actions “aren’t really as bad as
they seem.” Little realising that the hair like cords of
iniquity -sin- turn into ropes of iniquity, which, even when they
become Christians are very much binding and need to be cut.
can see people jumping up immediately saying, “Hey, wait a
minute! When I asked Jesus into my heart He gave me new life.”
True! But you
to do a little housework.
As God won’t impose His will upon ours, He gives us the choice
whether or not we want to get rid of those things from the past
which will hinder our walk with Him.
indicate that we
need to put a little effort into the relationship as well.
years ago a young woman came to me for prayer, because her walk with
Jesus was always up and down. As I prayed, God showed her a vision.
She saw Jesus standing in front of her and the devil behind her. She
ran towards Jesus, but could only go so far because there was an
elastic cord attached to her back. When the devil tugged at it, she
went flying backwards. So instead of being closer to Jesus now that
she was His child, God showed her that because the devil was still
pulling the cord, there could be no going forward in the
this case, as in many others, she had been involved in occultic
practices. As has already been mentioned, it is dangerous to play
around with séances, tarot readings, the horoscope, levitation etc.
What people don’t realise is that these activities are of the devil
and by doing them you are actually serving satan. So even when you
have become a Christian you must cut
past associations – or cords – with the devil. You allowed satan to
come into your life, you must now throw him out. Yes, Jesus will
accept you gladly as His child, but He will not share you with the
devil. Therefore cut off all past dealings, especially in the above
areas, otherwise, satan, like a puppet master will pull the strings
and your walk with Jesus will be unbelievably difficult, if not
impossible. This is one of the reasons why baby
Christians fall by the wayside
and others see their Christian
walk as drudgery.
prayer I usually ask people to pray; even if I know they are
Christians is as follows:
LORD my God I come to you and I seek your presence. Lord Jesus I
acknowledge you as my Lord, my Master and my Saviour. I ask you, Oh
LORD my God to forgive me for my sins in being involved in séances,
levitation, etc. (name whatever is the issue) and wash me clean with
your precious blood, Lord Jesus, from these sins. Then speak firmly
to satan and say: “The Lord Jesus Christ is my Lord and my
Master. He has forgiven me for my association with you satan in the
area (name the area) so I tell you now to get out of my life and stay
out. I cut off all past and present association with you, never to be
Christian who participates, or has participated in martial arts,
needs to realise the activity is not of God and must be stopped. All
forms of martial arts come out of Eastern religion, which is based on
the worship of many gods – gods which in fact are demonic forces.
Before participating in martial arts the person must bow down to the
“master”. Jesus Christ is my
The cords tying the person to this activity must be cut.
had been invited to the home of a Lebanese family to teach them the
Bible. Many people had arrived and the two-storey house was bursting
at the seams. After we had finished people requested prayer. The men
were the first to come forward. I was about to pray for the first
person, when God caused me to ask if anybody had been involved in
martial arts. Unbelievably every male, young and old, had at some
stage in their life participated in Kung Fu. Some had even risen to
of taking individuals through a prayer, renouncing Kung Fu, God
instructed me to pray for them as a group. We all joined hands and
the men repeated the prayer after me. They asked Jesus’ forgiveness
for having served satan in the form of Kung Fu. Then they told satan
to get out of their life, cutting the cords that had bound them
through martial arts.
have I felt such a mighty presence of God’s Holy Spirit. When I
finally did pray for individuals they fell backwards, without me
having touched a hair of their head. Grown men were weeping,
confessing their sin to God. Only God’s Holy Spirit can touch a
person’s heart to such a degree. A man later shared with everybody,
how God had shown him in a vision what had taken place when I prayed.
He saw himself running towards Jesus, but could only get so far,
because satan had attached a cord to his back. When I cut the cords
of martial arts, he was able to run to Jesus without hindrance. He
felt a tremendous joy at having been set free.
see martial arts as a form of self-defense and exercise, they never
question what the movements stand for, or what the words mean that
they are required to utter in Japanese, or any other Eastern
language. There are many forms of exercise, without getting involved
in Eastern religion.
is relevant at this point to mention two other instances where I have
had to deal with martial arts. During an outing with a friend one
afternoon, God, out of the blue gave me a vision about my friends’
husband. I saw him as a little blond haired boy in the school
playground being teased by a group of bullies. Later at their home I
was able to share that revelation with the husband.
agreed with what I had told him and added that it was for this very
reason that he had taken up martial arts, being a shy and timid
child. When I prayed for him later on the spirits of timidity and
shyness went immediately. However when I tried to pray about the
spirits of martial arts I felt as if a wall had come between us. Upon
opening my eyes I saw large saucer like eyes staring at me. The look
in them sent a cold shiver down my spine.
I straightaway asked God what had gone wrong. The answer was simple,
the spirits of timidity and shyness had come into his life uninvited,
therefore I had the authority to drive them out. In the case of
martial arts he had asked these spirits into his life, by the
activities he had been involved in and therefore he needed to tell
them to go. I could pray for the next twenty years and nothing would
happen, because these spirits had a legal ground to be in his life.
Once he told them to go they did so very quickly.
the other case I had been visiting a friend in Queensland. She had
invited Jesus into her life, but the husband hadn’t. On my first
night at their place he excused himself stating that he had to attend
martial arts classes where he was the assistant to the instructor.
Just after he left I said to my friend, “I’m going to prove to
you that people involved in martial arts get their power from demonic
sources.” Then I prayed and bound the demon that gave Ian his
he came home later that night I asked him how his evening had been.
He was very perplexed as to why he had not been able to function
normally. As a matter of fact the instructor had said to him, “What’s
wrong, have you got two left feet tonight?”
on that week I witnessed to him about Jesus. He could not ask Jesus
into his heart. Instead his appearance changed and he became violent
wanting to throw the huge diningroom table at me. Also out of his
mouth came the words that he belonged to the devil, who had his name
written in his book.
much prayer Ian finally asked Jesus into his life. At the end of it
all he shared how there had been a mighty battle going on. He had
seen two Samurai fighting, one dressed in white and one dressed in
black. At first the black Samurai was winning, but as I prayed the
white Samurai gained the upper hand. In the end the black Samurai lay
defeated on the ground and it was then that he had been able to
accept Jesus into his life. Martial art quite obviously has a strong
hold on a person’s life and the cords need to be cut.
unpleasant experience dealing with the cutting of cords involved a
young woman, who had been brought to my home. As soon as I started
talking to her, the word Jezebel came to my mind. Queen Jezebel is
recorded in the Old Testament as being the most evil woman of her
time and lacking in morality.
about an hour of working through her problems and jotting down
possible areas needing prayer, the name Jezebel still came to my
mind. Finally I plugged up enough courage and told her what was on my
mind. To my amazement she agreed. Apparently the problem had come
down from her mother and the cords had to be cut between the two.
try not to be so smart anymore. Everything went fine until I said, “I
take the sword of the Holy Spirit and cut the cords of Jezebel
between mother and daughter; tie them off separately and put them
under the blood of the Lord Jesus, never to be joined.” The ear
piercing scream that came out of her mouth was bad enough; the
somersault, backwards into my prize fern, unexpected! Then she came
at me on all fours. A lion would have seemed tame in comparison, as
she sprang at me. I must confess this was one occasion when my knees
weakened. Nonetheless, I just stood there holding the Bible, quoting
the Word of God.
‘simple’ prayer session turned into an almost all night session.
My visitors had come at 7 in the evening. By 10 o’clock that night
I decided that prayer back up was necessary. So I bundled everybody
into the car and headed for my Lebanese friends home, the Harbs. Just
as well they only lived a few streets away and didn’t mind getting
visitors that late in the night. I thank God for their faithfulness
to His cause, for with combined prayer; she was finally set free at 1
a.m. that morning.
more I have learnt about this topic, the more I am convinced that
satan is the puppet master and God’s creation the puppets. Whenever I
see a rap dancer I can’t help but feel that I am looking at a robot
or puppet. The movements are jerky and emotionless. A puppet bears
great similarity, having no life, emotions or a mind to control the
actions. In my heart I always felt that rap dancing was not of God. I
had no proof to back up my suspicions until I watched a program on
Hindu rituals. The dancer, performing the religious rituals in the
temple used exactly the same movements as a rap dancer. Here was the
proof and my instinct had been correct. I thank the Holy Spirit for
guiding me in the right direction.
you mean business with God ask Him if there are cords in your life
that need to be cut. WHO PULLS THE STRINGS
IN YOUR LIFE??
Jewish friends had decided to sell up and return to Israel. They
offered me their new 25 inch coloured television, for half of what
they had paid – $500. The offer was very tempting, exchanging a 12
inch black and white T.V for such luxury.
I sat on the side of my bed I took out my bank book and thought about
my financial situation. At that time I was only employed on a
part-time basis, at the local T.A.F.E college. That income, plus the
part-pension, didn’t make for a healthy bank account. As it turned
out I only had about $800 in the bank. While looking at the grand
figure of $800, God spoke to me and said, “Would you give $500
to the church building fund?”
1983, $500 was an awful lot of money, especially for me. My immediate
thoughts were one of horror.
$500 to the church building fund?”
God responded, “What have I given you? Did I count the cost?”
that’s right God, you have given me a job, a comfortable home, three
broke into my thoughts. “I gave you my life.”
last point finished the discussion. What else could I say!
following week, God spoke to me again on the matter. An unexpected
guest came. I mentioned the issue to her and straightaway the reply
was, “My dear, everything you have comes from God, what you do
with His money is your affair.” Her answer convinced me not to
buy the T.V. By the same token it hadn’t convinced me to give $500 to
the church building fund. I thought the matter had ended there, not
so with God.
days later friends came for a visit. In passing, it was mentioned
that they were going to have the telephone connected.
response to that was, “Isn’t that going to be expensive?”
reply came hesitantly, “Well, I suppose we don’t really need
realised then that too often I had spent God’s money carelessly,
without taking into consideration that it costs money to run a
church, or send out missionaries.
God had gotten through to me. Where money is concerned, I’m a slow
learner. Having struggled on the pension as a sole parent with three
children had taught me to manage my money. I guess the line has to be
drawn between being careful with your money, or greedy.
it hurt me too much to get the money out of my account in one go, I
decided to ease the pain and take the money out in two lots. Two
hundred dollars were grudgingly dropped into the collection bag.
Finally the next Sunday I made the next big sacrifice and dropped in
the next amount. Just for good measure I decided to be generous and
drop in an extra $20. God must have had a good laugh at my expense. I
have to smile at myself, when I look back on the situation.
knew how I would react to the whole situation before He even allowed
it to happen. I, however, had to find out what I valued more in
life; a colour television, or $500 in the bank, or listening to God’s
the situation God blessed me tremendously. He didn’t need my money;
all He wanted was my obedience and love. Within days I was offered
extra hours of work, taking the place of a teacher who was going on
leave for three weeks. The extra hours netted $900. Repairs needed to
be done on the car. The company under-quoted the repairs saving me
nearly $200. Through a friend, I had all the brakes on the car fixed
free of charge, saving me another considerable amount of money.
in all God gave me back three or four times what I had given Him. It
is good to count the cost, because only then do we realise how much
God has given us and how little we give Him.
old Roman road from Jerusalem to Jericho divides the rolling hills,
home of the Bedouins, then climbs higher and higher, till the
traveller sees a vast expanse of mountain ranges on the horizon. As
you glance down into the gorge the layers of cream and brown rock
give an indication as to how ancient the area is.
only sign that there is life in these gorges is a monastery clinging
to the mountain side. The blue roof and white walls contrast sharply
with the beige rock surrounding it. As Jesus travelled along the only
road connecting Jerusalem and Jericho, there must have been a hive of
activity. That life, except for the tourist buses, which stop
briefly, has drained away.
human heart has much in common with these stony regions, for in many
a Christian heart, the life blood has run out – if ever so gradually,
only to leave rocky, barren unproductive lives. How true are the
words of the prophet Jeremiah 4:18.
you have brought this on yourself by the way you have lived and by
things you have done. Your
has caused this suffering; it has
the life blood drained out of two close friends of mine. Pride took
over and they began to think they knew it all, especially when it
came to the doctrine of Melchizedek. There are those who believe that
Jesus was Melchizedek. This belief is utter blasphemy and an insult
to Jesus. People base their views on Hebrew 7:2&3. What they fail
to see is that there is a record of Jesus’ parents – God the Father
and Mary the mother. There is also a definite record of Jesus’ birth
and death. Melchizedek is referred to as being, “like the Son of
God”. Jesus Christ is the Son of God!
say Jesus lived as Melchizedek would involve reincarnation –
Hinduism, and instead of coming the second time, He would be coming
the third time. First in the body of Melchizedek; then as the baby
Jesus, then as the victorious Lord coming to claim His own. Hebrews
7:26-27 clearly reveals who Jesus is:
Jesus, then, is the High Priest that meets our needs. He
he has no
fault or sin
in him; he has been set apart from sinners and raised above the
He is not like other high priests; he does not
need to offer sacrifices every day for his own sins first
and then for the sins of the people. He offered one sacrifice, once
and for all, when he offered himself.
say that Jesus was Melchizedek insults Him, because Melchizedek would
have had to offer sacrifices for his sins. Jesus
is and always has been sinless.
tried to tell my friends that their belief was wrong. Arrogantly they
told me that they had heard some evangelist preach it on television
and as he would know more than I did, he was right and I was wrong.
(Be careful what you listen to on television, there are many cults
who broadcast so-called Christian programs). God gave me the
following prayer for them.
God to open their eyes to the truth about Melchizedek and that God
give them insight and knowledge to the wrong they are doing. Rebuke
the blindfold satan has put on their eyes and the puncture
in the heart allowing the blood and love of the Lord Jesus to flow
Ask God to heal the puncture and allow them once more to become whole
Christians like the Lord Jesus Christ.
I could see religion
replacing their simple faith in Jesus.
I have not seen them for many years, but I hope they realised their
mistake and renewed their friendship with Jesus.
Calvary the blood drained out of Jesus’ body and He died giving His
life for us. Some people only remember that fact at Easter. The rest
of the year Jesus is forgotten. A good friend of mine actually placed
a price on the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ.
visiting Val one day, I found her to be very angry. When asked the
reason for her anger she replied. “Roland has been to the
Stanwell Tops nudist beach again.” The words she spoke were full
pointed out to my friend that she was jealous. She thought about what
I had said and then tried to defend his actions. “Oh well, he
doesn’t do anything, he just goes up there for a look. Nonetheless, I
don’t like it.”
on in the visit I commented on the repulsive Buddha she had sitting
on the lounge-room table. Annoyed, Val replied that she had no
intention of throwing the Buddha out; as it had been a birthday
present from Roland, costing $65. “Besides”, she added, “I
don’t pray to it, I just look at it.”
that point God spoke to me. “I am a jealous God and I don’t
tolerate any rivals.” (Exodus 20:5). Is the blood of the Lord Jesus
Christ only worth $65?
though Val only looked at the Buddha, God didn’t like it, as He is a
jealous God. Val was also jealous simply because her husband looked
at naked women at the nudist beach. Previously Val had claimed to be
a Christian; in fact she was only religious putting a price on the
precious blood of Jesus.
order for jealousy to occur, there has to be love first. As we cannot
even imagine the love God has for us, since He sent His Son to die
for us, how can we understand the jealousy God feels towards His
creation, when they so openly reject Him?
allowed me to feel, how at times we grieve Him.
My oldest daughter during her teenage years had often grieved me. One
night as I was sitting in bed crying over her hurtful behaviour, God
spoke to me.
you still love her, don’t you? It’s like that with me too, many times
my children hurt me, but I still love them.”
should we love God?
the people to ask Me to pour My love into their hearts, so that they
can love Me the way I want them to love Me. Without My love in their
hearts, to help them love Me, they will not be able to love Me as I
want them to.
revealed the above to me, while having Bible study one night.
God that I have come to know; through the Lord Jesus Christ and the
Holy Spirit, is interested in every
person. Sadly, many are not interested in getting to know Almighty
God. He might cramp their style – or even prick their conscience. So
for many people it is better to ignore God altogether, or follow a
religious ritual on Sunday morning, seen as a ‘ticket to heaven.
friend Lorraine only knew Catholicism. Fulfilling the required
rituals wasn’t too much of a burden; unfortunately those rituals had
never introduced her to Jesus. I wondered why Lorraine hadn’t
responded to my sharing the Word of God with her. One day God showed
me. He said: “There is a thick curtain between Lorraine and
myself -that curtain being Catholicism.” When I told my friend
the spirit of religion spoke through her mouth. “I was born a
Catholic and I’ll always be a Catholic.” Did the Catholic church
or any denomination die on the cross? Jesus
died on the cross for our sins, not a church!
all her stubbornness, lasting ten years, Jesus finally set her free.
Two years after the statement of being a devoted Catholic, Lorraine
realised, through reading the Bible, that the belief she had been
brought up on contained many errors. I suggested that she should seek
God in prayer, handing over to Him all wrong doctrine. She did as I
suggested, but there was no change.
weeks later Lorraine, her husband and I sat down and decided to ask
God what the problem was. After we had finished praying Lorraine
shared the following:
soon as you finished praying, a voice inside me said, ‘You don’t
really believe everything she tells you’.” UNBELIEF! Lorraine
also confessed to fighting the urge to pray to Mary. The act of
praying to Mary, or the saints is displeasing to God and sorely
grieves Him. God wants us to seek His presence through the Lord Jesus
Christ, for He is the only access we have to God.
Timothy 2:5 For there is one God, and there is one who brings God and
human beings together, the man Christ Jesus, who gave himself to
redeem the whole human race.
is to be respected,
Jesus is to be worshipped!
Jesus clearly indicates his feelings on the matter when a woman in
the crowd tries to glorify Mary.
11:27 … “How happy is the woman who bore you and nursed you!”
But Jesus answered, “Rather, how happy are those who hear
the word of God
12:48 Jesus answered, “Who is my mother? Who are my brothers?”
Then he pointed to his disciples and said, “Look! Here are my
mother and my brothers! 50) Whoever does what my Father in heaven
wants is my brother, my sister and my mother.”
I do digress, back to Lorraine! Besides praying to Mary, she found
herself reciting set religious prayers, such as the rosary. After a
prayer, which centred around renouncing all association with the
Catholic church, as well as cutting the ties that bound her to Mary
and the compulsion to say set prayers, Lorrraine felt totally free.
prayer Lorraine had seen a bright light; although her eyes had been
closed. Also she felt iron shackles fall from her wrists. Most
amazingly the spirit of Mary worship fell from her waist.
and I have been good friends for over fourteen years. The fact that
she called herself Catholic never worried me. Believing in wrong
doctrine and therefore never knowing the saving grace of the Lord
Jesus Christ did worry me. I know there will be those who, having
read Lorraine’s story will scream, “Catholic basher”. No!
If I take guests down the back stairs, but don’t tell them one of the
steps is broken, I could be the cause of their death. Through reading
the Bible I have learnt the truth. I encourage all Catholics who want
a closer relationship with God to do likewise. Especially in the case
of my mother who joined the Catholic Church, I know full well that if
she doesn’t make Jesus Christ the Lord and Master of her life,
instead of the church, she will not go to heaven.
– Fact or Fiction?
conversation between Theresa and myself went as follows:
I’m a Drago.” Theresa exclaimed!
what?” I couldn’t see what she was talking about.
you understand what Dragonism is?”
was a look of amazement on her face. “Surely you’ve heard about
but that’s fiction.”
not entirely, eighty percent is based on historical evidence; you can
read about it in any encyclopedia. Bram Stoker used a historical
figure, Vlad the Impaler, a ruler of Wallachia, as a basis for his
learnt that Vlad was born around 1430, in Transylvania, second son of
Vlad Dracul. Sigismund, the Holy Roman Emperor, had bestowed the
“Order of the Dragon”, upon Vlad’s father, little realising
that 550 years later people would form a social group called the
“Dracula Society”. The Romanian word for “Dragon”
is “Dracul”. Vlad ruled his subjects sadistically, often
impaling those who displeased him. Thousands died by this method
earning him the name Vlad Tepes – Vlad the Impaler.
story became even more bizarre as she continued. “We are direct
descendants of Vlad the Impaler and have always worshipped satan. The
first born is always named Vlad.”
information came as a shock. In my sheltered little world I had never
come across somebody from a long line of devil worshippers. I had met
James and Theresa for the first time, earlier that evening. They were
visitors of Darcell’s, a lady to whom I was teaching the Bible. As
the couple knew the plans for the evening they had intended to leave
as soon as I arrived. Just as well for them they decided to have
another cup of tea before departing. While sipping their tea, one
question led to another. God by His Holy Spirit enabled me to give an
answer, from the Bible, to every one of their questions.
one stage in the conversation God revealed to me what satan was
saying to Theresa. When I voiced her thoughts she turned pale and
could only stutter, “How did you know?” I pointed out to
her that I
know nothing and can do nothing,
the help of the Holy Spirit.
I spoke out the following:
just said to you that you had done too many bad things in your life
and that God therefore wouldn’t accept you.” Satan is a liar.
The Bible says:
John 1:9 “But if we confess our sins to God, he will keep his
promise and do what is right, he will forgive us our sins and purify
us from all
time flew quickly and before we all knew it 7:30 p.m. had turned into
10:30 p.m. At this point James asked if God could restore Theresa’s
sight. She had been beaten savagely around the head by a former
boyfriend, the result being that she had lost the sight of her left
eye. The incident had happened about six months earlier.
explained to all present that; yes, Jesus could heal her, for He is
the great physician, but He needed the opportunity to do so. If you
are sick in bed and ring the doctor you need to open the door, in
order to be treated. You can hardly expect the doctor to diagnose the
problem through a closed door. The same principle applies to Jesus. I
suggested to Theresa that if she wanted Jesus to restore her sight,
she really needed to follow the recommendations of Revelation 3:20.
I stand at the door and knock; if any hear my voice and open the
door, I will come into their house and eat with them. …”
Theresa and I knelt on the floor, I led her through a simple prayer
whereby she asked Jesus Christ into her heart. Halfway through the
prayer I felt as if a wall had slid between us.
happened when you asked Jesus into your heart?”
saw my father’s angry face.”
the question “Why should your father be angry?” and the
response, “But I’m a Drago”.
that little discussion, Theresa rose from the floor and sat on the
lounge next to James. Throughout the evening, James had expressed
anti-God sentiments. It is sad that people confuse religious
denominations with the person of God. James firmly expressed his view
that, “Unless I see it I don’t believe it!”
complained of feeling sick, so Darcell made a cup of tea for all of
us. Once Theresa had finished drinking her tea I offered to pray for
her. Not having met the woman before I was amazed what came out of my
mouth. “No longer will satan kick you around like a ball. No
longer will you try to commit suicide.” Up shot her arm showing
the scars where she had cut herself. The words that next came out of
my mouth even surprised me. “I rebuke you foul spirit of
rebellion.” Her immediate reaction shocked the others more than
it did me, for her hands closed firmly around my throat.
Instinctively I prayed in the heavenly language God has given me and
removed her hands. God next instructed me to cast the spirit of
stubbornness from her. As I finished praying, she fainted onto James’
looked very shaken by what he had seen. Why is it that people only
believe in God when they see something out of the ordinary? God’s
glory can be seen daily; just walking past a rose bush, or seeing a
pelican in flight. You only have to watch the news on T.V. or read
the daily newspaper, to see satan at work: murder, rape, robbery etc.
Seeing his girlfriend act this way was a shock to James.
suggested that under the circumstances Theresa should be baptised
immediately. Within minutes the bath tub was filled. I was just about
to baptise Theresa when God spoke to me. “Why don’t you pray for
her healing?” I said the simplest prayer asking God to heal
every part of her body which wasn’t functioning properly. Then I
baptised her in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Having handed her a towel, we all left the bathroom.
later we heard a scream and the words, “Quickly, come quickly!”
no, what now?” I thought.
we entered the bedroom we were confronted by Theresa with one hand
over her good eye and counting her fingers with the eye that had been
blind. The joy that filled our hearts was overwhelming. God had
restored Theresa’s sight and hearing. Praise your holy name Lord
had really seen God’s mighty power at work that evening; more was to
come. James’ foot was bandaged due to a motor bike accident. He had
run into a brick wall, breaking the bridge of his foot. God, this
time showed me James’ thoughts. “I can’t use God, going to him
just to heal my foot.”
I spoke out those words James became embarrassed. Without hesitation
I placed my hands on his foot and prayed for healing. Immediately he
unwrapped the bandages and walked around the room with only the
slightest touch of pain. By this time James was well and truly ready
to acknowledge the mighty power of God. He also accepted Jesus and
was soon afterwards baptised.
might ask, “Why did you pray for the healing of James’ foot
without getting him to accept Jesus first, the way you did with
Theresa?” The only answer I have is that I don’t know. Every
person God deals with is an individual, therefore they need
individual treatment. So every person God sends me is dealt with
according to the prompting of the Holy Spirit.
2:30 a.m. that morning I was ready to leave. As I was about to walk
out the door I casually asked who the walking stick belonged to.
Theresa answered. “Oh that’s mine, I had back problems, but I
don’t have any more pain since I’ve been baptised.
to satan as a Baby
was a great day to rest, but also to reflect on the mighty work God
had done in Theresa’s life. Monday morning wasn’t so crash hot,
considering I was terribly dizzy and could hardly get out of bed. All
day I had to lie down, feeling as if I was on a merry-go-round that
was going too fast.
night my blissful sleep was rudely interrupted by the ringing of the
phone. I made no attempt to get out of bed, so it was left for my
daughter to do so.
mum, James is on the phone. Theresa is in a bad way.” Those
words were enough to get me out of bed immediately. The plea on the
other end of the phone was, “Can you come quickly? Theresa’s
father was just here and she is in a bad way.”
I walked into the bedroom I found Theresa sitting in bed. Her body
was there, but she seemed to be in a daze, as if her spirit had left
her. After prayer she came back to her senses.
father was just here, standing at the foot of the bed. He was very
angry with me and said that with satan I could have all the pleasures
in life that I wanted. I could drink and sleep around as much as I
liked. I was to turn away from Jesus, so that with satan I could
enjoy all the pleasures of the world. All of a sudden, God by His
Holy Spirit spoke through my mouth and said, ‘Yes, but Jesus loves
me’. At that point my father disappeared.”
next question asked the obvious, “How could your father be at
the foot of your bed, when he is supposed to be in Romania?”
Astral travel! Whether it had been a demon impersonating her
spirit form of her father, I don’t know. What I did know was that
satan could pop in and out of Theresa’s life as it suited him. He
certainly had the power. Saturday night Theresa had accepted Jesus
into her heart, on Sunday morning her father had rung her brother,
trying to find out what had happened to his daughter. How could a man
in Europe, know what was happening halfway around the world, in
suggested that the three of us should pray, asking God’s guidance as
to why satan could pop in and out of Theresa’s life. After a few
moments of prayer we compared notes. I asked Theresa first. Her
response was negative. While she was talking, she was busily
scratching her chest.
wrong? Why are you scratching yourself?”
scar under my breast is itchy.”
that’s interesting. What about you James?”
saw this grotesque monster come out of the pit of hell; it had four
legs. The fourth leg wasn’t quite out. This creature looked
turn came next. “In my mind I saw a small room. The walls were
made out of sandstone blocks, the way you see them in a castle. The
one thick stone leg, was about waist high. There was a narrow slab of
sandstone that acted as a table top.”
became excited at this revelation. She told us how she had grown up
in a castle and remembered many instances where buses from the
Dracula Society would arrive at the front door. Cameras had clicked
wildly, much to the annoyance of her father. According to Theresa,
she and her seven brothers and sisters were never smacked, except for
one occasion, when their father discovered them outside the very room
God had shown me.
terrible thought struck me. “You don’t suppose your father
dedicated his children to the devil in that room, do you?”
“I don’t know. But
what I do know is that all my brothers and sisters have a scar on
their chest, near the heart line. As a matter of fact, I remember
when my mother, who is dead now, was pregnant with the eighth child
she argued bitterly with my father saying, ‘I won’t let you do it to
“doing it” meant, happened when the baby was two weeks old.
The gruesome jigsaw puzzle began to form. Christians dedicate their
children to God, asking Him to look after the child. The Bible speaks
of guardian angels.
18:10 “See that you don’t despise any of these little ones. Their
angels in heaven, I tell you, are always in the presence of my Father
Theresa’s case, a demonic force had been put inside her: the
grotesque monster James had seen in his mind. I was speechless!
whole situation seemed too big for me. After discussing the ins and
outs of Dragonism with Theresa, I decided to make some further
research at the library, before I would pray. Before leaving I
decided to use their facilities. As I entered the bathroom God spoke
with your authority have the power to command that demon, in Jesus’
name, to name itself, so that you can cast it out.” Just as well
God always comes up with good ideas!
I started to pray for Theresa, commanding the demon to name itself,
there was an immediate reaction. For about twenty minutes I spoke the
Word of God at her writhing body, until the name Malachi came out of
her mouth. After that she sank onto the pillows almost unconscious.
When she came to, we all rejoiced, praising God for her deliverance.
I have a drink please?” Theresa requested.
that an extra one for me.” I called after James as he left the
room. While James was in the kitchen God spoke to me again. “You
have been deceived; satan gave you a false name. Theresa has not been
I sipped the cordial, then I revealed to them what God had shown me.
Boy was I getting mad. How dare satan try to trick me! I am a child
of God; a servant of the most High God and here I was being deprived
of my beauty sleep! Where does satan think he gets off! To say I was
angry was putting it mildly.
whirled around and in no uncertain terms rebuked the lying spirit in
her. Next I commanded the guardian spirit in her to name itself.
Well, the party really livened up after that! Theresa became like a
wild animal; clawing the wall and throwing herself around. James who
is twice her size, couldn’t restrain her. A simple command in Jesus’
name had the spirit of violence under control.
it was tooth and nail so to speak. Between speaking the Word of God,
I was also pleading with Theresa to cry out to Jesus. At this stage a
man’s voice spoke out of her mouth.
have dedicated all my children to Lucifer.”
I had been guided in the right direction after all, not that I
Theresa called upon Jesus, I spoke the Word of God, and the demon
finally named itself – a Slavic sounding name. I asked God to wipe
that name from my mind and I can’t remember it. Again Theresa
collapsed and God told me to quickly cast the spirit of E.S.P (extra
sensory perception) out of her. Now I understood why her father had
been able to contact her whenever it suited him. E.S.P is most
definitely not of God; it is evil, as the Bible clearly shows.
16:16-18 One day as we were going to the place of prayer, we were
met by a young servant woman who had an evil
spirit that enabled her to predict the future.
She earned a lot of money for her owners by telling fortunes.
She followed Paul and us shouting, “These men are servants of
the Most High God! They announce to you how you can be saved!”
She did this for many days, until Paul became so upset that he turned
round and said to the spirit, “In the name of Jesus Christ I
order you to come out of her!” The spirit went out of her that
time Theresa had been delivered, praise God. She sat up in bed and
said, “Have you ever had any part or your body in plaster? I
feel as if my whole body was in a plaster cast; but now I am free –
what a wonderful feeling!”
questioned God why I always had to go on my own. The reply came
immediately. “God the Father, Jesus Christ the Son and the Holy
Spirit go with you. Besides you have your own army of angels – what
are you complaining about?”
“You’ve got a point there God, sorry for
Well this certainly had been an
interesting night. As usual God by his Holy Spirit had guided and
protected me every step of the way. By 4 a.m. I was finally on my way
home. Over the years I have lost touch with the couple, but I pray
even now that God would keep His hand on them.
you love me …”
said, “If you love me, you will obey my commandments.”
heart grieves when I hear people, including ministers of all
denominations, calling themselves Christians, but point blank refuse
to obey the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ.
Jesus said to those who believed in him, “If you obey
my teaching, you are really my disciples;
you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” John
people, love the approval of men, rather than the approval of God,
and follow the traditions of men, instead of the commandments of God.
the little children, He didn’t baptise them. (Matthew 19:13) As for
the teaching of the Presbyterian church, on infant covenant baptism,
that doctrine is not mentioned anywhere in the Bible. No doubt a
Presbyterian reading this comment will become indignant and reach for
the nearest Bible commentary, when they should humble themselves and
seek God on the matter. Having said that, I am ashamed to have to
admit that all my three children were baptised as infants. This was
in the days when I didn’t read the Bible and had no knowledge of what
God required. What I should have done was dedicate
the children to God by simply having a minister pray for them.
the doctrine of infant baptism arises the erroneous belief that
because a person was baptised as an infant they are saved. Jesus at
the age of 30 demonstrated how we are to be baptised.
l: 9) Not long afterwards Jesus came from Nazareth in the province
of Galilee, and was baptised by John in the Jordan.
As soon as Jesus came up
the water, he saw heaven opening and the Spirit coming down on him
like a dove.
And a voice came from heaven, “You are my own dear Son. I am
pleased with you.”
is pleased with us when we follow His commandments. Romans 6:4
clearly explains why we need to be totally immersed. By our baptism,
then, we were buried
with Him and shared His death, in order that, just as Christ was
raised from death by the glorious power of the Father, so also
we might live a new life.
baby doesn’t have a sinful life. Nor can a baby speak for itself,
making a conscious decision to follow Jesus through the waters of
baptism. The godparents have to speak for the child and very often
the promise they make of bringing up the child in a godly way is
never kept. When a marriage takes place, and the preacher asks the
bride and groom if they will accept the other as their wedded spouse,
nobody else can answer for them. Likewise only the person being
baptised can say whether or not they want to follow Jesus through the
waters of baptism.
is more to baptism than just rising to a new life. Often after
reading Mark 5:1-22, I would wonder why Jesus allowed the evil
spirits to go into the pigs, which rushed down the hill into the lake
and were killed. What a waste of pigs, because as far as I know you
can kill flesh and blood, but you can’t kill a spirit. God explained
the matter to me.
being, “buried in baptism with Jesus”, the old life is
buried and locked under the water. In the same way the lake became a
prison for the spirits in the pigs. They were symbolically trapped,
even if the lake dried up. That revelation was absolutely fantastic
because I couldn’t imagine God wasting 2,000 pigs, for no good
decided to put that revelation into practice. While baptising a woman
and her older daughter the nine year old son also wanted to be
baptised. I don’t like baptising children, unless the child has an
understanding of what is going on, besides a sincere wish to follow
Jesus through the waters of baptism. The boy fitted both criteria. As
the child was suffering from asthma, I commanded the asthma to stay
under the water. I also explained to the boy that, should the
symptoms come back at a later date he was to say, “Asthma you
have been locked under the water and can’t affect me anymore.”
Four weeks later his faith was tested as he felt an attack coming on.
Immediately he repeated the words I had told him and felt better
instantly. Praise God!
sin and sickness, evil spirits and in the case of Theresa, blindness
and partial deafness have been left under the water. Take the case of
Rhea. Minor spirits had left without any trouble, the ruling demon
however, refused to leave. God instructed me to baptise the person.
Before she went under the water I was to pray and command the demon
to be locked under the water. As the water would ultimately end up in
the sewers I commanded the demon to be trapped in the sewers until
its time came up to be cast into hell. As Rhea came up out of the
water she felt as if something peeled off her. At the same time she
heard the demon screaming, “not the sewers, not the sewers”.
limit God and make our life miserable by not obeying
the commands of the Lord Jesus Christ.
are powerful forces which keep us from God’s saving grace.
is it so hard to obey the commands of Jesus Christ if we say that we
love Him? Jesus said to His disciples:
28:18-20: Jesus drew near and said to them, “I have been given
all authority in heaven and on earth. Go, then, to all peoples
everywhere and make them my
baptise them in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit,
them to obey everything I have commanded you.
And I will be with you always, to the end of the age.
you are doing you own thing not baptising an adult, or baptising them
only in the name of Jesus, you are not obeying Jesus’ commands
and therefore are not of Him. I don’t care that Peter baptised people
in the name of Jesus (Acts 2:38). I follow the instructions of Jesus
not Peter. Peter denied Jesus three times, maybe it was out of a
sense of guilt that Peter baptised in the name of Jesus. However,
Peter is clearly disobeying Jesus Christ when he baptises only in the
name of Jesus, because according to Matthew 28:19 the disciples had
been instructed by the Lord Jesus to baptise in the name of the
Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. The name of the Father is
name of the Son is Jesus Christ.
The reason Jesus
Christ gave those instructions was because He would never lift
Himself above the Father and the Holy Spirit.
of the Holy Spirit
gave the following order:
1:4 And when they came together, he gave them this order:
“Do not leave Jerusalem, but wait for the gift
I told you about, the gift my Father promised.
but in a few days you will be baptised
with the Holy Spirit.”
there is one
baptism – as an adult, but Jesus also speaks of baptism by the Holy
1:8 “But when the Holy Spirit comes upon you, you will be filled
with power, and you will be witnesses for me in Jerusalem, in all of
Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.”
we are to live the kind of life God wants us to live we need the
of the Holy Spirit.
4:6: Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit, says the LORD of
is the power of Jesus Christ, through His Holy Spirit, in the
majority of the churches today? Instead of healing, deliverance and
miracles, dead works seem to be the order of the day. There are those
churches which teach that you don’t need to ask for the infilling or
baptism of the Holy Spirit. The belief is that when you ask Jesus
Christ into your life, the Holy Spirit, being part of the Trinity,
will automatically come into your life too. Wrong!
19:1 While Apollos was at Corinth, Paul took the road through the
interior and arrived at Ephesus. There he found some disciples
and asked them, “Did
you receive the Holy Spirit when you believed?
we have not even heard that there is a Holy Spirit.”
When Paul placed his hands on them, the Holy Spirit came on them, and
they spoke in tongues and prophesied. (New International Version)
much for the doctrine that the Holy Spirit automatically comes into
the life of a believer! These people were referred to as disciples,
so they must have been actively working for Jesus Christ, yet they
didn’t have the Holy Spirit. The same thing happened in Samaria with
8:14) When the apostles in Jerusalem heard that Samaria had accepted
the word of God, they sent Peter and John to them. 15) When they
arrived, they prayed for them that they might receive the Holy
Spirit, 16) because the Holy Spirit had not yet come upon any of
them; …. (NIV)
Holy Spirit is a gentleman and will not go anywhere unless invited.
Satan might gate-crash your life, but not God. If you carry food in a
lunch box, it won’t give you strength until you actually eat it. Once
the food is inside your stomach you will feel refreshed. Horror
movies portray people as possessed with evil spirits, how much more
should we ask to be filled with the precious Holy Spirit!
11:13 As bad as you are, you know how to give good things to your
children. How much more, then, will the Father
in heaven give
Spirit to those
if you do not ask to be filled with the Holy Spirit, your life will
lead nowhere, except a religious merry-go-round.
am speaking from experience having grown up in traditional churches.
I was always taught that the Pentecostals and Charismatics are a
bunch of loonies. Yes, I do believe there are those who go overboard.
I do not believe it is of God for people to be rolling around the
floor, laughing uncontrollably. Nor do I believe you have to go to
Toronto to receive God’s Holy Spirit. God can be found in the
stillness of your bedroom, or while driving the car to work. I do
know however that my life changed dramatically once I submitted to
God’s will. If you have never been baptised by full immersion, as an
or have prayed according
to Luke 11:13, then you need to analyse your walk with God.
You cannot be a disciple of Jesus Christ if you cannot
obey His simple commandments.
in Other Tongues
years of faithful attendance, first in the Baptist Church, then the
Church of Christ, caused me to be indoctrinated with wrong doctrine,
namely that speaking in tongues was considered to be of the devil. A
person sleeping does not know how long they have slept until they
wake up. Likewise, a corpse no longer has life and therefore can no
longer participate in life. I was spiritually
until I came to a rude awakening when a friend asked me to go to an
Apostolic Church service. After two months of finding excuses why I
shouldn’t go I finally gave in – it pays to be persistent!
horror, people welcomed me with open arms. Worse was to come. The
music was louder than at a Rock concert. The people were almost
dancing in the aisles – incredibly they seemed to be having a good
time. When somebody prayed in a language I didn’t understand I felt
really spooked, only my upbringing prevented me from running out of
there. What weird cult had I been dragged into? All this was against
my prim and proper, conservative, traditional church upbringing. The
good old Methodists had never behaved like this. Come to think of it,
neither had the Baptists! I was most indignant!
we left I vowed never to set foot in the place again. The sincerity
of the people however, did touch my heart, so I decided one more
visit wouldn’t hurt, four years later I was still attending. One
annoying thing was the fact the people were always asking me if I was
‘born again’. My reply was always, “of course I’m born again”,
yet I didn’t have the faintest idea what they were talking about. The
next question was, “Do you speak in tongues then?”
not, I don’t need to. Thank you very much.” With sadness I now
look back at my arrogance, ignorance and refusal to learn. Sometimes
God has to take us by the scruff of the neck, in order to pull us
woke up one morning with excruciating pain at the base of the neck.
Of course I immediately asked God to heal me; nothing happened.
Right, I thought the devil must be attacking me so I prayed
accordingly: nothing happened. The third option was to go to my
minister for prayer. My minister and his wife prayed for me, but
again the pain didn’t go away. The next day the whole church prayed
for me, but again the pain didn’t leave.
driving home from church my stiff neck became unbearable. As I waited
to turn into my street the following thoughts came to me.
people were a stiff necked people.” (Exodus 32:9)
no LORD, are you trying to tell me that my physical condition is
representative of my spiritual condition?”
be stiff necked is to be stubborn. Was I being stubborn in my walk
minute I walked into the flat the phone rang. Elizabeth, a good
friend from the Apostolic Church was on the other end.
how are you?” Elizabeth wanted to know.
in great pain.”
you speak in tongues yet?”
couldn’t believe my ears, no words of sympathy.
I responded rather annoyed.
twenty minutes of her trying to teach
me to speak in tongues, I said goodbye. I have since learnt that
speaking in tongues is a gift
Nor can speaking in tongues save
you, only the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ can do that.
this time, frustration was really getting the better of me. So I went
into the bedroom, sank onto my knees and said to God: “Lord
Jesus if you want me to speak in tongues, I ask for that gift under
the guidance of the Holy Spirit, in the name of the Lord Jesus
happened, so I started to sing a few songs to God. All of a sudden a
strange language came out of my mouth. Overawed, I thought to myself
I better not stop in case the language goes away and doesn’t come
back again. Half an hour later I was still at it.
my daughter Sonja walked in the door, the anointing of the Holy
Spirit was so strong that she also started to speak in tongues. The
same thing happened when a friend arrived a few moments later. How
amazing to have three people speaking in another language.
only too well how people pushed the issue of tongues with me, I am
careful not to do it to anybody else. Tongues is a gift
and to be treated as such, not to be demanded and pushed onto
go so far as to say those cults who deny the Trinity, but push
tongues are in fact speaking in satanic tongues.
Therefore I prefer people to seek God personally for the gift, rather
than being prayed over by somebody
they don’t know.
There are too many cults around who speak in “tongues”, but
these tongues are not the gift of the Holy Spirit, but an imitator
of the Holy Spirit.
John 4:1 My dear friends, do not believe all who claim to have the
Spirit, but test
them to find out if the spirit they have comes from God. For many
false prophets have gone out everywhere.
are also those people who say that you are not baptised, or filled
with God’s Holy Spirit unless you speak in tongues. That issue has
bothered me because I know sincere people who are truly walking with
God, but don’t speak in tongues. I really cried out to God to explain
the matter to me, especially since people are always quoting:
2:4.They were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to talk in
other languages, as the Spirit enabled them to speak.
I studied the Word of God I began to realise that the pouring out of
God’s Holy Spirit was associated more with an emphasis on proclaiming
the message of Jesus Christ and the salvation He gives.
I will pour out my Spirit on everyone: your sons and daughters will
proclaim my message; your old people will have dreams, and your young
people will see visions.
At that time I will pour out my Spirit even on servants, both men
a matter of fact 1Corinthians 12:29-30 says:
are not all apostles or prophets or teachers. Not everyone has the
power to work miracles or to heal diseases or to speak in strange
tongues or to explain what is said.
agree with the apostle Paul when he says:
would like all of you to speak in strange tongues; but I would rather
that you had the gift of proclaiming God’s message. 1Corinthians
I strongly agree that when God has given the gift of speaking in
tongues to a person there is added power in their life. However, it
is wrong to put condemnation on a person who doesn’t speak in tongues
and tell them that there must be something wrong with them because
they don’t speak in tongues. I know that when I went forward in the
Apostolic Church to be prayed for to receive the Holy Spirit I
received instantly, but I did not speak in tongues until much later.
Many times before I spoke in tongues, God’s presence was evident in
my life in a mighty way. That could have only been through the power
of the Holy Spirit. My recommendation is that people ask to receive
the gift of tongues, but if it doesn’t happen immediately then don’t
get stressed about it. God has created us as individuals and He
treats us differently, so what might be fine for one person is not
necessarily the case for somebody else. There must be a balance in
our walk with God.
appreciate the gift God has given me, for it has helped me in my
prayer life. Now when I am praising God, and run out of things to
say, I just change to tongues and keep on praising Jesus. There is
definitely a closer relationship between God and I, now that I’m no
longer stiff necked. However, I will never say that a person is not
filled with God’s Holy Spirit if they don’t speak in that heavenly
you love Jesus enough to obey His commandments?
diary entries tell of a man who travelled from one continent to the
other, searching for fulfillment. From Brighton in England to Bondi
Beach and many other places in Australia, he searched for the good
life. Finally he found what he was looking for, love, peace, joy and
a purpose in life. The following diary entries and letters speak for
won’t have a beginning as I’m sure it cannot have an end. I guess I
could start with trivialities; it’s the 3rd October 1996, 8 p.m. in
Byron Bay, Australia and I suppose I’m feeling extremely fortunate to
have found the answer to life. It seems as though I’ve been searching
forever. As far back as I can remember, over my 25 years of
existence, I know that whatever I was doing, there remained a
desolate yearning inside me. Never did I settle or feel “at one”
with the world and all its distractions. Maybe I’ve always been too
much of a thinker, a worrier – perhaps even a bit of a philosopher.
Whatever I try to analyse myself as, let me just say that I’m so
relieved that I pushed my probing mind to its limits – in all
situations continuously asking “why” and desiring more. I
think we all ask and wonder.
there is more to life than what the world offers: school, recreation,
work (or not work), eat, maybe friends, (maybe not), then all the
other things in between before death. Then what? Some people say they
believe in life, death and then nothing. That’s your lot! Well, I’m
sorry, but those of us who resign themselves to that way of thought
have allowed themselves to become comfortable in a very uncomfortable
place. What if there is something else – something that all those
people are preventing themselves from finding. Or maybe they are
– enough is enough, I’m not going to spin on in riddles and try hard
philosophical waffle. It’s been a strange life up till now. But I can
honestly say that as I glance around this “Bunkhouse
Backpackers” in the heart of hippy-ville, amongst all the New
Age neurosis and surface beliefs about peace and the inner-self – yes
here amongst the searching
souls, stoned or drunk,
here as everyone either tries to forget about themselves or
desperately find themselves, I sit calm in the knowledge that “the
self” is not the answer. I’m probably sounding smug and
condescending, but for someone who was more lost than the best of
them, who not more than 6 months ago was standing, in a state of drug
induced madness on Bondi Beach rocks, ready to throw himself off, I
feel a certain amount of liberty to be rejoicing. The “answer”
is a free gift for each one of us. It took me almost 25 years to
accept that gift.
are of course days when I feel low. Today is one of those days. The
whole of humankind is on an emotional roller coaster I’m sure; some
maybe never reach the purest highs of life, if they themselves are
too weighed down by a baggage of bad feelings they simply cannot
shake off. I have always been a very up and down guy. I always used
to think I was highly strung or over-sensitive. Perhaps it was that
missing link in my life that I was always seeking. The link of
course, being Jesus – providing communion once again with God. Well,
now when the lows start to take control, I like to think I’m in a
better position to handle them. After all, God is always God – He’s
not going to change. But I (we) are always changing all the time.
These days I usually try to analyse why those good ol’ blues or bouts
of depression hit me, before they start to eat away. The Bible says
‘be joyful always’. It’s hard to do when you look around at the
state of the world. When you ask Christ into your life, sometimes I
think you’re expecting an answer to all of life’s problems.
we’re supposed to remember is that now we are “God’s children”.
Jesus has shown that He will never leave or forsake me. It’s easy to
forget this, when you arrive in a place as distressing as “Surfer’s
Paradise”! I never was one for tacky bars, neon lights and
drink-as-much-as-you-can parties, even when I was into the drugs and
drink world. But now, seeing the scale of things, as God sees it, my
spirit sinks. When I see the dirty, pot-bellied, beer-guzzling men
and hear their foul cursing and jibes at the heavily made-up,
bleach-haired bar girls, I feel burdened. It may only be 4 in the
afternoon and already the majority cannot speak properly due to the
amount of alcohol they have consumed. Why is everyone so lost? Yes,
I’m disgusted by what I see, but for the people I just feel a surge
of desperation and sadness. How did they get like this?
was I once like that? We think it’s fun to get drunk, to smoke, to
party all the time, to sleep with whoever we want to. But why do we
think it’s fun? It’s awful! Everywhere you look, people tell you it’s
okay. Every magazine, T.V advertisement, every billboard; we’re bred
on it – lies! Sometimes I think I must be insane to believe in
something so pure and seemingly simple. But I know I’m not insane.
I’m clinging to the only promise that gives me any hope at all; the
promise of God. It’s true the world can only offer death – physical,
but certainly spiritual also. So I can be joyful always – joyful in
the knowledge that I belong to God and not this strange and sordid
place I’m “visiting”. But I can also feel a sense of
remorse for those who have not yet understood the spiritual world.
LORD I pray for those souls. I pray they will be drawn to your light.
And let’s face it, for every sprawling man-made jungle such as
“Surfers”, somewhere along the track will be an incredibly
beautiful place of God’s creation.
sitting on the wooden verandah of the “Halse Lodge” in
Noosa Heads, staring out into the rain, listening to the live version
of Eric Clapton’s “Tears
The song reminds me of a testimony of one of my friends about the
death of their baby. He told me he needed to push on and not live in
the past and thus in sorrow.
think we all hang onto the past and it is easy to forget that Jesus
forgives, in our eyes, the most dire of human acts. In God’s eyes
however, there is not gradient of sin – and once washed, always
washed. So, when the memories of past sins come back to haunt and
torment you, just stay focused on God’s promises to us. The only
thing the devil
holds against us are our memories.
Rebuke those thoughts and remind yourself, that in Christ we are new
creations, born again in God’s vision.
been a fairly eye-opening trip so far. Byron Bay was a haven for the
soul searches. Nimbin was quite simply a 70s time-trap enveloped in a
fog of marijuana. Coloundra and Noosa Heads were picturesque and yet
almost clinical. Finally Brisbane and Surfer’s Paradise were nothing
but concrete tourist traps. How can I be so blunt and blase about
places I’m sure the residents would be up in arms to defend, well
here’s my view point. Scenery, coastlines, trees, sky-scrapers,
they’re all beautiful in whatever part of the country or the world
you choose to examine. But
– the place is often full of people trying to offer you things or
take from you, and that’s world wide! We all try to buy and sell
happiness, depending upon the amount of marketing and grab-tactics.
Some places seem really soulless. I guess I’m much more aware of
people as I’m travelling this time. Sometimes the world really looks
like cardboard, it’s so temporary and here we are on this planet – a
mere stepping stone into the eternal existence that follows. I try to
pose this question to as many people as I can:
if there really is a God, who created us? We choose to follow our own
desires instead of His perfect plan for each of us, but we’re
destroying the earth and ourselves. Supposing the only point to us
residing here on this world is to rediscover our Creator and get to
know Him and His truth. In which case, all the worldly pursuits we
chose after all mean very little, or nothing, because when they’re
all gone, if we didn’t discover God, then what will our eternity
been praying for my travel companions. Of course I trust that
Catherine truly has accepted Jesus as her Saviour. But the others –
well you can’t be sure. You can never judge the depths of someone’s
heart, so it’s best just to pray and hope that in some way your own
lifestyle is a testimony. Seb is Catholic and says he prays to God
and believes God has had a hand in his life and big Chris, has yet to
make a comment. Chris (the other one) is a real challenge to me. He
reminds me a lot of myself before I became a Christian – he’s very
argumentative and cynical -especially about the church and the Bible.
I totally understand why he’s like this, as people have done a lot to
destroy the Bible’s message and have turned its message into a set of
rules and rituals. RELIGION – what a dangerous thing! Anyway today he
actually admitted that Jesus came to be our Saviour. It’s hard to
know what lies in his heart, but I know he’s totally suspicious of
the money grabbing antics of certain churches and he feels that the
Bible is simply a series of teachings on “how to live your
life.” I feel he’s apprehensive in moving forward to allow Jesus
into his heart, because he knows that he will be convicted of his
lifestyle. Still I believe that God is already drawing him and that
by the power of the Holy Spirit, he won’t go too much further in his
present way of thinking.
natural or not?
of the big questions in the Bible’s message of truth – especially
from sceptics in today’s open-minded society – is, “If God is
such a loving God, then won’t he love me for whatever I am?”
Even after I had given my life to Christ, there was a big battle
going on inside my mind. Since I was about 21, I had fairly
comfortably adopted the label of being ‘gay’ or ‘homosexual’. Since
my mid-teens I had been confused sexually and as
I’m sure all gay men will clarify
were aware of the strange urges for male contact,
because of the unacceptable aspect of it in our society,
those feelings for a good many years.
I think it’s important when examining this issue to look not at what
society says, but rather God! Society from a completely ignorant
point of view may condemn homosexuality as disgusting and immoral,
using such ‘nice’ terms “poof” “queer”,
“bender”, “faggot”, “dyke” to make
known their opinions. In God’s eyes however, there are no levels of
sin, no gradient or hierarchy of the more repulsive acts. So God,
although Himself detesting homosexuality does not view it any
different from other forms of sexual immorality, or lying, cheating,
stealing, slandering or criticism. Sin is sin and God is totally pure
and holy. So the people who judge homosexuality as repulsive should
take a good look at the rot in their own lives first. And
gay people who stand up against the Bible and God saying that he
should love us for whatever we may do, are just as misguided.
love each and every one of us and it is His will for all of us to
return to Him and be saved. However, because we are stained with sin,
the only way to become clean and acceptable in the Creator’s eyes is
to accept what Jesus did for us, thus becoming clothed and washed in
the blood of his sacrificial life.
I had reached the stage in my life, where I was completely at my wits
end and on the verge of suicide, I accepted Jesus Christ as my
Saviour. I did this because I had been lost for many years. I was
always searching for a meaning to life. I was very much into the club
and drug scene, particularly in London and in Sydney. Over the past
few years, I had gone through many sexual partners – mainly male, but
some female. Even though I liked being with men in this way, I never
found a ‘soul-mate’ and in the back of my mind I could see how
shallow and transient the gay community was.
The point is, when I prayed for Jesus to save me one evening, it did
not enter my head to ask forgiveness for my sins. In fact, most of
what I accepted as normal behaviour I did not even realise was wrong,
this includes homosexuality. I merely thought that I must have always
been this way, so I came to Jesus, assuming that somehow the
homosexuality would be ‘overlooked’!
in his immense grace and love for me, knew that I was unaware of my
sins, but rescued me anyway. Of course He rescued me – He had been
calling me all my life, but because I’m the sort of person who
doesn’t do things by halves – I had to reach the absolute end of
everything before I would finally recognise that someone wanted me
desperately. This someone wasn’t another man, it wasn’t cocaine or
ecstasy, it wasn’t a nice cushy job in television, or the latest
designer clothes. This someone was and is and always will be God.
It’s an unbelievable feeling to look back at the plan He had to draw
me towards Him, and I’m sure every born-again Christian can identify
– what about my sins? I was still homosexual, and God quite clearly
says that two men were not made to fit together. “But why?”
I thought. I’ve always been like this. It was a good month or so
after becoming a Christian that the Holy Spirit, living inside me
finally convicted me that homosexuality was wrong. I had been
fighting and fighting this notion, but the Spirit of God kept telling
me to repent. I kept saying “no”, until I couldn’t stand it
any longer. I asked God’s forgiveness and admitted that homosexuality
did not make me feel good. I also asked to be released from those
desires. It is important to note that God forgives us for everything,
no matter how bad it seems; however, we shouldn’t just accept our
sins, but renounce them, otherwise healing cannot take place in that
I mentioned, I had grown used to the idea of being homosexual and so
assumed that God would by-pass that aspect of my life – not so!
Incredibly, once I decided, through the power of the Holy Spirit,
that I had never really been happy as a ‘gay’ man and that it was
wrong for two men to indulge in this way, huge revelations came into
I was a child, my father was often away on business and would
invariably return home late in the evenings. My dad is a great man,
very generous and kind hearted and I love him a lot, but the fact
remains, I was definitely more mothered then fathered when growing
up. I spent a great deal of time in female company and being a
naturally sensitive child also, became very timid in male company. I
basically had good, strong moral guidance from both parents, but in
an imperfect society every child will lose out somewhere.
had a tough time at school, failing at most sporting activities and
becoming more and more alienated from male peers. This nightmare
reached its peak in high school, when almost all my time was spent
with girls, and listening to the daily abuse from the guys. I was
different and when one doesn’t conform the trouble starts. Looking
back, my sensitivity, gentle nature and ‘feminine’ qualities were
being categorised as homosexual characteristics and this is the
lie that society fuels.
As a Christian, I now appreciate these qualities as true gifts, but
as a young boy trying to survive in school, it is very
easy to hate yourself and your characteristics.
am positive that homosexuality is a product of society and not a
hereditary gene or mutation in the brain.
I feel my circumstances could have been different had I not been
labelled something that I wasn’t.
the last 3 or 4 years, I have made some very strong male friendships,
which helped me to regain the lost male bond of my childhood.
Consequently, I hadn’t been too bothered about having a homosexual
relationship for a while anyway. I would make a guess that
the majority of men who feel they’re gay are searching for security
and male acceptance.
Those who can accept this as true, need to examine their lives as to
why this came about.
is initially about lust, as very rarely do two men get to know each
other before sex takes place.
Also, the reason I feel that the ‘gay scene’ is so promiscuous is
because guys are continually jumping from one partner to another and
not finding what they are looking for. Why? Because
all gay men are as lost as each other and cannot fill the emptiness
that has been there since the first years of childhood.
the fear of ageing bodies is prevalent in the gay community, because
hard bodies and good looks are the basic requirements for a happy gay
But what happens when these are gone or never existed in the first
place? In my gay state I used to dread the thought of living with a
balding, ageing, pot bellied partner. I intended to commit suicide
before that would happen. The
lies that these boys and men have been listening to for the most part
of their lives are incredible.
far as I’m concerned, there is
only one way out – Jesus. Nothing is lastingly possible without the
power of God and only He can set us free from the bondage of our
past. Most men who believe they are gay will be up in arms at people
like myself; they
will find every excuse in the book to justify their way of being.
However, the ones who are truly unhappy and are willing to admit that
their homosexuality has been nothing but pain and suffering, are the
ones who God is calling. Jesus died to save those of us who hate our
lives and to bring us a new promise of Salvation and hope for an
eternal life of glory.
for the bad news! Some healing takes a long time. I feel released
from the bondage of homosexuality and the other areas of my life that
were causing my pain, but a battle still goes on. Old habits are
still fresh to the memory and sometimes I will catch myself thinking
about sex with a male. However, now I know that this is the lustful
part of my flesh wanting satisfaction. I definitely do not want a
relationship with a man, because the emptiness that was once in my
heart has been filled with love from Jesus. The devil has often
brought up past memories to haunt me or discourage me, but in just 5
months of being a Christian I can’t believe how much I have been
strengthened. I can control my urges in a way that would never have
been possible before, and in truth, I really do not want to sleep
with a man again. It’s hard to say if I’ll settle down with a woman
at this stage, because there are so many other priorities in my new
life with God, but let’s just say, I have a great sense of peace that
God is in control and it’s something I don’t have to worry about.
few weeks after I had given my homosexual habit over to God, it was
shown to me that there was another step that had to be taken. While
visiting my former partner I felt at ease until we hugged to say
goodbye. All of a sudden I felt uncomfortable and confused. On
examining the situation I realised that although the physical contact
had stopped, the spiritual ties had not been cut. After cutting the
ties between my former partner and myself I felt truly released. At
long last I’ve been freed from the lie of the devil that I’m
is very dear to me, I see him as a son. He in return refers to me as
his adopted mum. I thank God that I was able to be of assistance in
helping him in his walk with God. My heart goes out to all those
people trapped in a homosexual relationship. The prison that the
devil has locked them up in is no different from that of drugs,
alcohol, adultery etc. etc. Seven months have now passed since that
diary entry. The following are extracts from a letter I received from
John since his return to England.
don’t know where to begin, but I’ll start by saying I miss you and
always wonder what you’re up to. When I rang Sonja’s house, your
prayers were well needed. I felt as though so many demons were
attacking me, and that God had abandoned me. I didn’t have the faith
or strength to pray against them, as I knew I had strayed from God,
but I felt I wasn’t able to repent. It was a horrendous experience! I
thought I was dying and my mind was being taken over by darkness. I
called a lady I know, before I called you, and asked her to pray for
me. She prayed over the phone that the demons would go, but it was as
if they were telling me that she didn’t really believe they were
there. So of course nothing happened. All I could think of was to
speak to you, because you understand.
just after I spoke to you, I was filled with a surge of strength and
faith and prayed the demons out of my life. I can’t say things have
been easy back here in England. One thing that keeps me sane is the
beautiful seaside. The weather has been great, and I thank God for
all the sunshine, as I don’t think I could cope with gloomy weather
on top of everything else.
is a very cosmopolitan city and there are a lot of gay men living
here. Consequently, lots of them try to flirt with me in the
restaurant I work in. I must admit, a couple of times I’ve felt
tempted – especially when I’m feeling low or lonely, and on one
occasion I almost ended up with someone, but I guess, in my head I
was praying for a way out, and it all blew over. Still – I know that
I need a lot more healing and prayer, because there are things from
my childhood that are unresolved. Anyway, now I can see the
emptiness in every gay man I meet, so I’m not tempted any more.
think I told you on the phone, I’ve had a bit of a problem with
alcohol lately. I really want to stop drinking, but so far, I
on to some positive things. I’ve started doing volunteer work for a
homeless organisation. I do one day a week and help out serving food
in a drop in centre. A lot of the people who come in are so high on
drugs or else totally drunk. It’s very full on and a bit draining and
although I’ve only done it twice so far, I had to pray hard during
the day for strength and encouragement.
else? I’m getting quite frustrated being in the restaurant. I wish I
could do something more fulfilling, but I’m trying not to complain. I
know that God has blessed my life so much already.
you and thinking of you loads,
few weeks after receiving the above letter, I received a phone call
and we spoke for about 20 minutes. One of the things we discussed was
his work place. John felt that the whole atmosphere of the restaurant
was too tempting and pulling him back. He therefore made the decision
to give up his job and look for another one somewhere else. God
honours those who honour Him, with the result that John’s life took a
definite swing upwards as the extracts from the next letter indicate.
has been moving powerfully and amazingly in my life over the past
weeks. Since I last talked to you, I feel like I’ve taken on a
new lease of life
and for the past few days alone have been on an almost continual
high coming mainly from praising Jesus, from the bottom of my heart.
good and I pray to be strengthened daily as this Christian walk is
becoming very exciting!! I thank God again, for you teaching me about
prayer and fighting the devil. It’s only recently that I realise how
satan was trying to drag me away, but thank God Almighty, for the
continual prayers from yourself and others who were concerned enough
to bother. And this is perhaps the biggest revelation of my life so
far – nothing
will happen without prayer.
It’s such a simple statement and yet I’m sure that so many Christians
haven’t even realised this.
been praying for my sister and she is now a Christian. I went home
last month and in less than 3 months she has changed so much. From a
fairly depressed girl -overweight and unhappy with herself, she has
blossomed into a lady. She loves her job, has lost a lot of weight,
changed the way she dresses and has even started wearing light makeup
(which was unheard of!). Her eyes are shining and she’s made lots of
new friends. Praise God.
dad asked for a Bible for his birthday and is already reading Mark.
My mother has finally admitted that Christian Science is wrong.
Although she has not given her heart to Jesus, she tells me she has
started to pray.
left the restaurant I was working in because I felt God did not want
me in such a heavy atmosphere of drink, gossip and sexual innuendo. I
did my best to witness to all the people there and I still hold them
up before God, but in the end my personal growth was more important.
I feel God has given me a new job. On the 1st July I have an
interview. Apart from that, I’m still doing work at the homeless
centre. So many people are aggressive and high on drugs or drunk (or
both) that I cannot even enter the building unless I know I’m wearing
the full armour. I’ve managed to witness a little, but people are
very untrusting, so for the time being I’m just letting God’s warmth
shine through me.
friend of mine, Peter, was struck down by a feeling of nausea and
dizziness. He had been vomiting for most of the day. When I phoned
him in the afternoon (about 4) he was in a pretty bad state. He had a
friend with him, a Christian and I asked if that person had prayed
for him. He hadn’t – typical!! So I offered to pray. Well, when I
came on the phone I rebuked the sickness, commanding it to leave his
body and not return. I also prayed for God’s healing power to fall
I visited Peter the next day I heard an interesting story. Ten
minutes after I had gotten off the phone he felt much better and when
another friend arrived with his medicine shortly afterwards he had
said the following. “I don’t need to take this. I’m better!”
He returned the prescription the next day. Amazing! And yet, this is
what we, as Christians should expect. Of course God wants to move in
power, but we have to desire him and believe it.
from all that’s going on I’ve had a strange battle with demons
lately. One thing I didn’t tell you in Sydney was that for many years
I was caught up in pornography. Well, the images from these magazines
and movies have been haunting me terribly. Although I’ve rebuked and
renounced it all, sexual thoughts were almost continuously invading
my mind. Besides that I’ve been having horrible sexual dreams – even
homosexual ones. Finally I felt the Holy Spirit leading me into
nightly prayer before I went to sleep. I asked God to censor my
dreams and I actively command satan and his demons to stay away. I
also pray that God will pour light onto my dreams, as many are in
darkness. Now the strangest things started to happen.
dreams are still not completely clean, but I now see them all in the
light. I have had two sexual dreams where I have literally turned to
the other people in the dream and said, “this is wrong”.
God is now granting me control in my sleep. Of course the demons are
not happy with this and I have been forcefully held down twice in
bed, as though there was a clamp around my mind. But in the name of
Jesus, I’ve managed to break out of it and pray away the sheer terror
I felt. Now I’m asking God to remove all fear of satan from me, so I
can stand against these evil powers, even as I sleep.
spiritual realm is so misunderstood, but through prayer, I can now
see that God can open my mind to what he wants me to see.
Incidentally, when I awoke from the demonic oppression the other
night, I cried out, “In the name of Jesus, be gone”, and I
saw a demon flying from my body and through the wall. It was black,
with what looked like a strange tail. Of course, many people (even
Christians) will probably think I’ve gone mad, or say I’m simply
having a nightmare. But I now know that there is no such thing as
‘simply having a nightmare’! A nightmare is not of God and it is not
in God’s will for me to continue having them.
feel like I’ve babbled on a lot in this letter and I really must
finish now, so I can catch the post. Basically I just wanted to share
with you some of the things that God has been doing. I could go on
and on, but these events stand out.
to you and Rach, please write soon,
story shows that a person can be totally set free from homosexuality.
More than that there is a definite growth in his relationship with
Jesus. There are also two instances where I prayed for females. These
two women turned from their lesbian relationships to preferring male
company. One of them explained to me that in the case of a lesbian
the relationship is not primarily based on sex, but rather on
encourage anybody who is homosexual to seek Jesus Christ, so that he
can release you from a tormenting and frustrating situation.
Homosexual men and women, let God give you the right kind of person,
one of his choosing, who will make you happy!
Then the LORD God said, “It
is not good for the man to live alone. I will make a suitable
companion to help him.“
He formed a woman out of the rib and brought her to him.
Then the man said, “At last, here is one of my own kind — Bone
taken from my bone, and flesh from my flesh. ‘Woman’ is her name
because she was taken out of man.”
That is why a man leaves his father and mother and is united with his
wife, and they become one.
TO LEARN WHAT PLEASES THE LORD.
is pleased when we have enough
To have faith
is to be sure
of the things
for, to be certain of the things we cannot
It was by their faith
of ancient times won God’s
one can please God without faith,
for whoever comes to God must have faith that God exists and
rewards those who seek him.
HURT GOD BY OUR UNBELIEF AND DOUBT
a word of knowledge God showed me how we make Him sad by our
Every time you fear or are worried about something, you hurt
It means that you
don’t have the faith
to put your
trust in Me
and believe that I will take care of what you think are serious
problems. Beware of satan. Mark my words he is there and waiting to
trap you in any way possible. Believe me he has the power to
counterfeit Me and will lead you to believing you are doing God’s
things, when in fact you are doing things which are of satan. He is
there waiting to strike, but I am ready with my shield to protect, at
the very second satan strikes, but I
shall only do that if you ask Me.
And when you are worried do not be afraid (John 14:1,27), because I
am there to comfort you, and to pick you up in my arms (Hosea 11:3)
and rock you back and forth until all your troubles are gone. Do not
be afraid to ask for anything you desire, within reason, because I
will give it to you. I love each and everyone of you – then isn’t it
right that you should love each and every person I have put on the
earth? Spread my Word. (Matthew 28:18-20).
should be glad as the Holy Spirit has revealed himself to you. But do
not speak of me and then deny me as Peter did, you will lead a
miserable life; discontented and disappointed. I am your God and you
are my child. As your father kneels to kiss your forehead (Hosea
11:4) I wanted to do the same, if you accept me into your life.
Remember I am with you and acknowledge to others that I am your
Saviour, your Father and the one who loves you and brings peace of
mind to you (John 14:27), your home and your family. Remember my
wings are spread over you to protect you from the dangers of the
world (Matthew 23:37).
has brought you to me and your faith will keep you with me. And do
not question where you shall go once you are dead, but spread my
message and let others come to know me, as I come to know you. If I
made you surely I should know you, your character, your feelings and
am your God do not forget this. I am here when you need me. Do not be
afraid, for my love will be with you eternally.
receive salvation simply by believing in Jesus Christ.
God loved the world so much that he gave his only Son, so that
everyone who believes in him may not die but have eternal life.
They answered, “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved
— you and your family.”
John 5:24; 20:39-40
3:22-23; 5:1; 10:9-10
GOD TO GIVE YOU AN ABUNDANCE OF FAITH
lyrics of the song, ‘Trust and Obey’ are very appropriate, as
well as being a commandment of the Lord Jesus Christ:
no other way to be happy in Jesus,
but to trust
of great faith in the Bible
leper, Matthew 8:2&3
centurion Matthew 8:5-13
bleeder Matthew 9:20-22
blind men Matthew 9:28-30
Syrophenician woman Matthew 15:21-28
and the fig tree
Jesus answered, “I assure you that if you believe
you will be able to do what I have done to this fig tree. And not
only this, but you will even be able to say to this hill, ‘Get up and
throw yourself in the sea,’ and it will.
you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.”
works very much on the same principle as planting bulbs. The bulbs
the ground, without any visible
results from above
the ground. Yet by adding water and fertiliser, the green shoots will
eventually grow above the ground. Eventually the green stalks, leaves
and then flowers will appear one day.
it is with prayer and trusting in God’s word, something happens in
the world unseen by us. Faith in God is like the water and fertiliser
which helps the bulbs to grow. I
have seen immediate answers to prayer, but there have also been times
where I have had to wait.
The issue is that God has heard the prayer from the instance it was
spoken, but in the case of my leg it took some time for my leg to
look normal again, likewise with the baby I prayed for in PNG.
HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE!
gave me a prayer for healing some time ago. The concluding sentences
are note worthy.
sure that both of you believe totally . Don’t even say “if”,
has already been done.
for I am constantly with you, especially
when you’re at your weakest.
promises to those who trust God
your trust in the LORD your God and you will stand your ground.
31:19 Psalm 32:10
34:22 Psalm 125:1
29:25 Isaiah 26:3
– John 6:28, 29
– James l:5, 6
verses dealing with trusting God.
37:3-5 & 118:8
purpose of the roots of a plant or tree is to hold
it in place,
while at the same time providing
Since you have accepted Christ Jesus as Lord, live in union with him.
roots deep in him,
build your lives on him, and become stronger
in your faith,
as you were taught. And be filled
you’re a baby Christian use the above Bible verses as a prayer for
your own life. If you know of a baby Christian, pray the above Bible
verses to stop them from slipping away – otherwise the following will
13:6 But when the sun came up, it burnt the young plants; and
roots had not grown deep enough, the plants soon dried up.
a person becomes a Christian let the Holy Spirit convict them what
they should get rid of in their life. Don’t you try to pull
out all the weeds at once
in a baby
or else they could become discouraged and lose faith.
13:28-29 ‘It was some enemy who did this’, he answered. ‘Do you
want us to go and pull up the weeds?’ they asked him.
‘No,’ he answered, ‘because as you gather the weeds you might
pull up some of the wheat along with them.
you are a mature Christian make sure that the roots
of the weeds
in your life do
the root of God. (Remember the Jimmy Swaggart story).
to nourish the root system and thus the plant.
Feed on the Word of God.
Seek God continually.
productive – produce fruit
be like Hosea 9:16
YOU A TUMBLEWEED?
tumbleweed is a bush that rolls around the desert because it dried up
and then broke off at ground level. The bush is then blown around the
desert by the wind. Is your life aimless,
or do you have a definite purpose in life? Is
Jesus the main focus of that purpose?
– killing off the root
Jonah chapter 4, God commanded a worm to attack the root of the plant
and it died. While teaching the story of Jonah during scripture, I
had a toothache. I placed my hand on that part of the face where the
pain was and commanded the root of the aching tooth to die. My
prayers worked, for the tooth stopped aching and has never ached
again, nor did it turn black.
Wart on my Finger
several occasions I had prayed for people covered in warts and they
had simply fallen off a few days later. Yet here I had a wart on my
finger that I had prayed about for months on end and it hadn’t fallen
off. Finally God gave me the following prayer. Tie off the root
system of that wart, so that it can no longer feed on your flesh.
Within days the wart dropped off.
EPHESIANS 3:17 THE PRAYER FOR YOUR LIFE
I pray that Christ will make his home in your
hearts through faith. I pray that you may have your roots and
foundation in love.
a friend of mine and I decided to go for a holiday to Malaysia. God
obviously wanted us to go for she was able to get a passport very
quickly, as well as get time off work.
the plane we sat in front of a Chinese couple, Tung and Choong. The
couple befriended us and promised to take us sightseeing in Kuala
Lumpur. As Choong had to work on the Saturday, only Tung was able to
come. He drove us to the Malacca Straits. We had an absolutely
wonderful time seeing the sights. The trip was especially interesting
for me because I had studied Malaysian History and the Malacca
Straits during my third year at university.
faithfully as promised, Tung and Choong picked us up at 9 a.m. We
started our sightseeing at the Selangor Pewter factory, this turned
out to be an interesting experience.
next stop was to be the Batu caves. We came across a Hindu procession
which was making it’s way to the area. In order for us to reach the
temple complex we had to climb steps that seemed never ending, half
way up the mountain.
large temple area contained various sections where a variety of
deities were being worshipped, ranging from the elephant to the
peacock, or figures of human beings. I was reminded that the Bible
says, behind every idol is a demon.
What I am saying is that what is sacrificed on pagan altars is
offered to demons, not to God. And I do not want you to be partners
with demons. 1Corinthians 10:20
to say I prayed over the place and for the people going there. The
Old Testament speaks of the foolishness of people who made idols out
of wood or stone and then bowed down to them.
32:2 Aaron said to them, “Take off your gold earrings which your
wives, your sons, and daughters are wearing, and bring them to me.”
He took the earrings, melted them, poured the gold into a mould, and
made a gold bull-calf. The people said, “Israel, this is our
god, who led us out of Egypt!”
has changed in thousands of years people are still making idols and
bowing down to the devil, instead of worshipping the only true God,
Creator of heaven and earth – the Lord Jesus Christ.
were just making our way down the enormous stairs when the Hindu
procession arrived. God always has perfect timing. What we saw was
amazing, but also very evil. Some men had metal rods through their
cheeks. Other men had up to twelve hooks in their backs and like
animals, were pulling heavy carts containing statues of their
deities. The priestesses wore bright yellow clothes. All the
participants looked possessed, or else they were on drugs. Eyes
stared vacantly into the distance, as they danced in a frenzy. With
others the tongue protruded from the mouth rolling around crazily.
had planned it so that Glenda and I could pray for the procession,
and other people who had come to watch. I was very proud of Glenda,
considering she was only a baby Christian of 5 months. She was very
supportive and did a great job.
that day Tung took us to a shopping centre that had a canal flowing
through it. We also visited the Prime Minister’s Memorial – or old
residence. On our way to the last sight seeing place the rain started
our arrival in Malaysia, Glenda and I had prayed for rain, so that
the massive choking smoke from the Indonesian forest fires could be
washed away. The situation was very bad and not only was visibility
very poor, but people just couldn’t breathe properly. Naturally we
thanked God for answering our prayers.
an hour the pouring rain had most certainly made a difference to the
air quality, but also caused flooding. We found that out the hard way
as Tung drove over a hill and sailed into a lake of water that
covered the road. The car stopped instantly.
the 45 minutes that Tung tried to start the car the water rose higher
and higher. I pictured us floating away. I could hardly ask God to
stop the rain when it was needed to clear the air. Yet as long as it
rained so heavily there would be no likelihood of anybody stopping to
help us. That was obvious by the many trucks driving past. In the now
dark night, the situation looked even darker, considering that we
could be stranded in this out of the way place.
last a truck stopped and a small man, who looked more like a child,
than an adult, stepped out. He went to Choong’s window and asked if
the engine had died. Upon being told that that was the case he walked
to the back of the car and started to push. Considering the car was
medium sized and contained four adults, the job seemed impossible,
especially since it sat in water up to the doors.
the man started to push I found myself saying, “Tung start the
engine, start the engine”. I completely forgot that the man had
tried for 45 minutes and nothing had happened. With one flick of the
wrist and a turn of the key the engine sprang to life, purring like a
kitten. On a human level this is just not possible, because water
would have gotten into the exhaust and most certainly the engine.
drove to the side of the road and with the engine still running he
threw his hands into the air and shouted,
you Jesus, thank you Jesus. Now I believe, now I believe”.
Choong likewise raised her hands and loudly praised Jesus. God’s
presence in the car was awesome.
Saturday and Sunday, Glenda and I had been gently witnessing to the
pair, now through a mighty miracle they both believed. As we drove on
Tung said, “When I get home I’m going to tell my mother that I
am no longer a Buddhist, but a Christian.”
at the hotel I took both of them through a prayer whereby they asked
Jesus into their hearts and asked to be filled with the Holy Spirit.
What a miracle working God we serve.
revisited – 1997
by chance my daughter and I stumbled onto a Fijian church, not far
from where we lived; it was here that I met Melanie. One night, while
in the 3rd row from the front, I saw 4 women rolling around on the
floor. They had come out for prayer. In my spirit I felt that there
was something drastically wrong with these women. They had come out
for prayer week after week, but there had been no change in their
condition. Although the church claimed to be a Holy Spirit filled
church (Assembly of God) the leaders weren’t operating in the gifts
of the Holy Spirit. Concerned about the welfare of the women I asked
God for a Word of Knowledge.
the woman I now know as Melanie the answer immediately came by the
word, ‘death’. Shocked I asked again in case I hadn’t heard
right, but the same answer came – death! After the service I told
her that she had death over her life because of her hatred, anger and
violence. She admitted that what I had said was the truth.
3:14 … Those who do not love are still under the power of death.
approached one of the church leaders and offered to pray for Melanie.
He was happy to back me up. The change was immediate and not only was
there a physical change, in that she looked happier and brighter, but
the hatred for her husband disappeared. In the following weeks their
marriage, for the first time in a long time, was happy.
the months we became good friends and I ended up joining her in her
Fijian village when she went there for a month. All of her family
received me warmly, and went out of their way to be kind to me.
the morning of the 3rd day I couldn’t help but say to her, in front
of her father and a relative, that her behaviour towards me and
others of her family had been very rude. Apparently in Fiji Melanie
behaved differently than she did in Australia. Here she could boss
her relatives around, because they were dependent on her secondhand
clothes and money.
few words were responded to with such foul abuse that I hadn’t heard
in a long time. When I ignored her she became violent. The Word of
God says that:
“When an evil spirit goes out of a person, it travels over dry
country looking for a place to rest. If it can’t find one,
it says to itself, ‘I will go back to my house’. So it goes back and
finds the house empty, clean, and all tidied up.
Then it goes out and brings along seven other spirits even worse than
itself, and they come and live there. So when it is all over, that
person is in worse shape than at the beginning. Matthew 12:43-45
Melanie had a choice whether to give in to pride, anger, violence and
all the other things that had been cast out of her life, or to let
them back in. She let them back in. We do have a free will.
the foul language I was told to get out immediately. Considering I
was in a strange country, where not everybody speaks English and
living on a limited budget, put a damper on my holiday. It didn’t
take me long to work out that the devil didn’t want me in the
village, considering the amount of miracles God had performed. A lot
of people had been healed and others had received the Baptism of the
first Melanie’s brother and his wife had offered to take me in, but
he buckled under his sister’s pressure to get rid of me. Arrangements
were then made to dump me across the river. On the morning of the 4th
day I found myself in a boat heading away from the village.
2 days before another brother and his wife had taken me sightseeing
up and around the river. In one of the villages I had met a wonderful
couple Bai and Rena. They invited me to come back again. God put it
on my heart to say goodbye to the people. As it turned out when I
shared my predicament with them they agreed to let me stay. God works
in strange ways!
who had brought me in the boat were not happy that I was going to
stay in Rewa village; they were frightened at what Melanie might say.
How weak people are! At one stage as we were sitting in the kitchen,
a traditional bure, the Holy Spirit told me that Esther, one of the
relatives from Melanie’s family was trying to poison Rena and her
sister-in-law Mereoni against me. I looked Esther straight in the
face and said to her, “In P.N.G when a man spoke against me in
Pidgin, God by His Holy Spirit told me what he had said. Now God told
me what you said to these two women.” She immediately became
embarrassed. Rena later told me that Esther had been talking badly
about me, but had changed the subject the minute I had pulled her up.
God is good!
in Rewa village God did a mighty work. I prayed for a child with
conjunctivitis. The pus disappeared from her eyes the very next day.
Also her skin showed a vast improvement. I prayed for a 11 year old
girl who had suffered badly from a terrible skin disease for 9 years.
God healed her miraculously and within 4 days the perfect new skin
Bible study a woman complained about a very sore shoulder. I prayed
for her and within a few minutes the pain was completely gone. On the
second day, while I was teaching, the women and I noticed a little
girl whose ear was completely filled with green pus. She also had a
very high temperature. I stopped teaching and prayed for the child.
An hour later when we had a break I suggested to the mother that she
might like to clean out the child’s ear. Not only I, but all the
other women were totally amazed to see that the canal was now
completely clean and you could look right into the ear. Also the
temperature had disappeared. Praise God!
leaving Fiji I had the opportunity to witness to a Hindu taxi driver
and a Hindu travel agent. All in all God kept me very busy in my ten
days in that country and I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for the many
miracles that were performed. I also thank God for touching the
hearts of the many ‘Christians’ I was able to challenge, for in truth
these people were only religious and there was no fruit in their
Jesus Means to Me
is my friend
never gets tired of my complaints. What friend would listen to the
same sob story over and over again? Jesus does! The words spoken by
Jesus in John 15:13-15, mean a lot to me.
The greatest love you can have for your friends is to give your life
And you are my friends if you do what I command you.
I do not call you servants any longer, because servants do not know
what their master is doing. Instead, I
call you friends,
because I have told you everything I heard from my Father.
above words and an incident relating to my mother have given the word
‘friendship’ a deeper meaning. Late one Sunday evening my mother
have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you all evening.”
mum, as you might have guessed. Why don’t you try it some time,”
came my annoyed reply.
I want to talk to God, I can go to my room any time I feel like it. I
don’t have to go to church!”
‘I’s said it all; here was a typical one-sided relationship,
where my mother only talked to God if and when
her. Needless to say, when she was in need, it suited her!
enough, only that same week I had mentally made a list of people who
always seemed happy enough for me to visit or phone them, but never
reciprocated. I decided to see what would happen if I didn’t contact
them for a few weeks. Seventeen years later they still haven’t
contacted me, so I guess they weren’t interested in me as a friend.
Just as well it didn’t take me seventeen years to work that one out,
but I did realise that friendship is based on a two-way relationship.
treasure my friendship with Jesus, so I try to spend as much time
with Him as possible. Close friends want to talk to each other as
much as possible. The constant contact helps to cement the
friendship. The same principle applies to a relationship with Jesus
Christ. During the week, before I go to work, I get up at least an
hour earlier, in order to spend time reading the Bible, praying and
praising God. At 7 o’clock I have breakfast and then get ready for
work. I do this not out of habit, or obligation, but simply because I
want to spend time with God. You get out of a relationship what you
put into it. I guess the same principle applies to a bank account;
you can only withdraw the money you have in the account. You can’t
withdraw money you don’t have.
constantly say to me, “Oh
pray for me. God hears you, He won’t listen to me.”
God loves to hear other voices besides mine. Good communication is
essential in any relationship that involves talking and listening. So
often I hear people say, “Yes, I say my prayers every night.”
Just to rattle off a few words before you go to sleep is not having a
relationship with God. We do the talking, but we also need to listen
to what God has to say to us through reading the Bible.
visiting my mother, God showed me the Bible in a way I had never seen
it before. Curiosity runs in the family, so it came as no surprise
when my mother felt the need to steam open her friend’s mail. For
months on end the person had received mail from overseas, but had
never opened it. Eventually the letters had grown into a neat pile.
While her friend was out, my mother decided to play detective.
to her disappointment the letter she had steamed open contained no
earth shattering secret, or hint of a crime. As we went back into the
kitchen the inevitable question came up. “Why do you think those
letters are left unopened?” my mother asked.
they’re not interested in the information, or just don’t want to hear
the truth,” was my suggestion.
this stage God broke into the conversation and said:
also send my children love letters, but they never open them either
and read them.”
I realised that most of the New
is written in letter
can honestly say that now, I love Jesus, but that is only because I
have gotten to know
Him. I encourage everybody to seek Jesus’ friendship through talking
6:3 Let us try to know
I want your constant love, not your animal sacrifice. I would rather
have my people know
than burn offerings to me.
following was a message from God for one of the students at Bible
Roseanne, it’s been a tough year, hasn’t it; trying to make friends
and trying to get good grades. Well don’t worry, because I’ll be your
friend eternally and if you’ll try to be my friend and ask Me to
allow you to fit in, it will be done the very second you ask. Don’t
be afraid of the world Roseanne. Learn to stand on your own feet now,
and you’ll find it even easier as you go on with Me by your side,
holding your hand.
is my friend and I can honestly say that He has never let me down in
all the years I have served Him.
is my strength
years ago I opened the Bible to find the following words staring at
grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in
comment that I have a strong character. At all times I remind them
that my strength comes from Jesus.
I look back over my life I thank God for giving me the strength to
study for my Higher School Certificate, then an Arts Degree and a
Diploma of Education, as a mature student, while I was raising three
little children. I also thank God that He gave me the strength and
persistence to stand against corruption while at university. One of
the History lecturers had not bothered to keep records for the whole
student body. At the end of the year he simply took a stab in the
dark as to who he should pass or fail.
amount of corruption in this world is unbelievable. What is even more
unbelievable is the fact that very few people speak up for what is
right and against that which is wrong.
In my twelve years of teaching for the N.S.W. Department of Education
I spoke up against child sexual abuse, the teaching of satanic
activities in drama, a satanic book and yoga being incorporated in
sport. Other supposed Christians knew that such activities were going
on, but never spoke up. Apparently there are those people who fear
man more than they fear God. Eventually I lost my job, not just
because I spoke out but because I also dared to have Bible studies at
lunchtime. Almost two years later and $41,000 in legal expenses, I
won my case against the Education Department in the Australian
moments of victory were short lived however, as the Department
appealed against the decision and took the matter to a higher court.
The judge was very selective in the evidence he listened to. My
barrister was constantly cut off, whereas the barrister from the
Department was allowed to trot out as many lies as he chose. We lost
the case. At the insistence of my solicitor and barrister I prepared
and presented my case before the Full Bench of the Australian Federal
Arbitration Court. Only God’s strength saw me through this time of
hardship and stress.
the other Cheek
the other cheek takes strength. I was worried about the fact that I
might not be strong enough to turn the “other cheek”, so I
had a chat to God about it. To my amazement the following was the
been doing it for years. When you forgive those who have persecuted
you and you treat them as if nothing has happened, you are turning
the other cheek.”
hadn’t expected an immediate answer from God, but I’m grateful that
He gave it to me anyway.
twelve years of teaching in public schools I’ve had plenty of
opportunity to ‘turn the other cheek’. If I wasn’t the butt of
people’s jokes, I became their whipping post, when things went wrong.
For people to abuse me for no particular reason was not a rare
occurrence. You might say, “Hey, let’s hear the other side.”
A fair comment; but unless a person has been persecuted because they
follow Jesus, they will not understand.
classes had assembled in the library, to listen to a visiting
Aboriginal speaker. As participation was required I put up my hand.
The man asked me what my first name was. I responded by giving him my
married name. I hesitated when he insisted on knowing my first name.
As I did so a student yelled out, “It’s Jesus, it’s Jesus.”
The cry was immediately taken up by 150 chanting mocking voices. Even
other teachers laughed and found the scene highly amusing.
gave me the strength to stand there, propped up against a filing
cabinet, smiling. When the laughter had finished I had the added
strength to give my mockers a little bow. If they had expected to see
me run out in tears it didn’t happen; instead my response brought
dead silence. How true the Word of God is: “I can do all things
through Jesus Christ who strengthens me.” To simply rattle off
Bible verses is being religious. Putting the Word of God into
practice is a different matter altogether.
put the Word of God into practice when I went into the morgue to pray
over a corpse. By rights the person should have been buried, or at
least been in the funeral parlour, considering he had been dead for
three days. As it turned out the coroner was examining the corpse, so
my daughter and I were asked to wait till he had finished. Instead of
hanging around waiting for the coroner to finish, God put it on our
hearts to pray in the car. Prayer knows no distance.
we sat in the car God told us how to pray. Firstly, we were to
command the spirit of death to leave his body. God also caused my
daughter to pray that Peter would have the desire to want to live. We
both prayed in tongues and English for some time, battling against
doubt and unbelief.
assured Rachael that Peter would receive life, but that she would not
see him, “just yet”. We prayed for about three quarters of
Then I found myself saying, “Oh
LORD my God, please honour your word.”
God caused me to pray in this way, for never would I have dared to do
so otherwise. By 4 p.m. that afternoon I had total faith that Peter
was alive. So you can imagine my sadness when I found out that the
man had been buried two days later. Nonetheless, I didn’t question
Monday or Tuesday the following week, God explained to us what had
happened in the morgue the previous Friday. For a start God had made
sure that Peter had been kept in the morgue till my return from
overseas. As we prayed God did give Peter momentary life in order to
ask Jesus into his heart. God
then let Peter die physically,
but had made
him alive spiritually.
That is why God
had said to Rachael at the time of our prayer in the car that Peter
would receive life, but she would not see him just yet.
will be those people who won’t accept this incident, but if Jesus can
call Lazarus out of the world of the dead after four days, why not
Peter? God is greater than any religion, for if He had not intervened
this young man would have gone to hell for committing suicide. What a
waste of life to die in your early twenties.
is my protector
have been many instances when the children and I were in great
danger, yet Jesus protected us. On one occasion the children and I
had gone for a drive with a friend. The car skidded on the gravel,
hit the bridge and then the railing. Although several windows were
broken and we were covered in glass not one of us had even received a
instance where God protected my daughter and myself was when the
brakes and steering locked. The car, on two wheels, skidded across
the road, ready to mount the gutter and hit the wall in front of us.
All I could say in my mind was, “Jesus!” Instantly the car
was in control again. As I reversed from the curb and pulled back
into the right lane, three cars came towards me. If they had come one
minute earlier while my car had been out of control, there would have
been a four car pile-up.
is my Lord and Saviour
used my granddaughter, Sarah, to explain to me why we need Jesus as
our Saviour. While cleaning my flat, I saw a vision of my
granddaughter in her high chair, at the age of twelve months. In
reality Sarah was about two and a half years old. The child was in
the process of feeding herself and food was everywhere, her hair,
face and body. She looked a mess. God asked me, “Do you love
answer was immediate. “Oh yes LORD.”
I answered, “Oh no she’s dirty LORD.”
you do love her, don’t you?”
my vision I picked Sarah up by the scruff of the neck and carried her
to the bathroom. Peeling off her clothes, I bathed her. As I dried
and powdered the baby on the lounge, God said to me:
see, it’s like that with me too. I love all whom I have created, but
I am a Holy God and they are stained with sin therefore I cannot hug
and kiss them.”
bath will wash the outside of the body, but only the precious blood
of the Lord Jesus Christ will wash the heart clean.
The LORD says, “Now, let’s settle the matter. You are stained
red with sin, but I will wash
you as clean as snow. Although your stains are deep red, you will be
as white as wool.
If you will only obey me, you will eat the good things the land
But if you defy me, you are doomed to die. I, the LORD, have spoken.”
the Old Testament of the Bible we are told God required the
sacrifices of an animal to take away the sins of the people.
9:7: Then he said to Aaron, “Go to the altar and offer the sin
offering and the burnt offering to take away your sins and the sins
of the people. Present this offering to take away the sins of the
people, just as the LORD commanded.”
no longer needs to bring a sacrifice to God for our sins. God,
Himself has provided a perfect sacrifice.
The Jewish high priest goes into the Most Holy Place every year with
the blood of an animal. But Christ did not go in to offer himself
for then he would have had to suffer many times ever since the
creation of the world. Instead, now when all ages of time are nearing
the end, he has appeared once and for all, to remove
sin through the sacrifice of himself.
In the same manner Christ also was offered in
take away the sins of many.
He will appear
a second time,
not to deal with sin, but to save those who are waiting for him.
entries I made over the years.
Lost Watch – 1978
weekend the children and I went for a picnic with my Vietnamese
friends. We had only been in the picnic grounds for a short time when
Kwai became very upset. He had left his watch in the men’s room and
on his return it had gone. The watch was made out of solid white gold
and had been a present from his wife, Liem. Under the circumstances
it was easy to see why he was so upset.
suggested that we should all pray asking God to convict the person
who had stolen the watch to return it. Our prayers seemed pretty
impossible for nobody would hand in such a valuable item. After an
hour Kwai became so depressed we left for home.
just rang me to say that last night he had received a phone call to
say that the watch had been found in the grass. Apparently, whoever
had the watch either lost it, or threw it away – either being a
pretty amazing thing! Praise God for His miracle working powers!
19:26. Jesus looked straight at them and answered, “This is
impossible for human beings, but for
God everything is possible.”
Halfway between Heaven and Hell -1979
mother was living in the Church of England rectory, besides that she
was surrounded by churches and a graveyard. To her right was the
Church of England, to the left the Catholic convent, in front, across
the road, the Methodist church and the cemetery became the boundary
to the backyard.
day, while in my loungeroom, I saw a vision of my mother’s place. By
walking halfway down the backyard you could see my mother’s house,
the church and the cemetery. God told me to tell my mother that she
was living halfway between heaven and hell. She had the choice to go
to His house and eternal life – through the Lord Jesus Christ, or go
to the cemetery and eternal hell.
next time we went to visit my mother I took her to the exact spot I
had seen in the vision and gave her God’s message. Her angry response
was that she didn’t have time to go to church because of her cake
business. Besides she could talk to God in her bedroom any time she
will show my concern for you.” – 1980
a day when I was feeling a bit down I threw myself on the bed and
asked God to speak to me. I opened the Bible at Jeremiah 29:10-14
(Good News version). I knew Jeremiah spoke about God’s punishment for
the people of Israel, so I decided to close the Bible again. As I was
about to do so God said, “First you ask me to talk to you, then
you don’t want to hear what I have to say.” As I looked at the
page I had opened these words imprinted themselves upon my heart.
will show my concern for you and keep my promise to bring you back
home. I alone know the plans I have for you, plans to bring you
prosperity and not disaster, plans to bring about the future you hope
for. Then you will call to me. You will come and pray to me, and I
will answer you. You will seek me, and you will find me because you
will seek me with all your heart. Yes I say you will find me, … I,
the LORD, have spoken.
I always Promised to Provide for You? – 1980
friends Liem and Kwai asked me to pray to God so that Liem would pass
her examinations in order to get a permanent position. (She already
had a part-time job.) I prayed and the immediate answer was:
I always promised to provide for you, I will do no more and no less.
failed the examination and didn’t get the full-time position. God not
only answered Liem’s question, but also reassured me that I was not
to worry about the necessities of life, because God would provide.
Jewel – 1980
teaching I would normally go to Bible study. This time however, I was
too tired and I drove home instead. I don’t know why, but halfway
there I found myself turning around and ended up at the Bible study.
After a while the leader remarked that God has two books, one where
our names are written before time and a Book of Remembrance. The
following Bible verses touched my heart. Malachi 3:16-17
Then they that feared the LORD spake often one to another: and the
LORD hearkened, and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written
before him for them that feared the LORD, and that thought upon his
And they shall be mine, saith the LORD of Hosts, in that day when I
make up my jewels; and I will spare them, as a man spareth his own
son that serveth him. (King James version)
a good friend, is separated from her husband. As I like both of them,
my dearest wish was for them to stay together. I was thinking to
myself, “I wish Rosemary would stay married. I wish Rosemary
would stay married.”
interrupted my thoughts and said, “Why didn’t you stay married?”
I couldn’t bear it LORD!”
don’t expect her to bear it!”
never saw any physical abuse, but that doesn’t mean to say that there
wasn’t any mental abuse.
Not – 1982
few days before we went camping, I felt rather discouraged at having
to cope by myself. As I was arranging some papers a sheet fell out on
which I had written a scripture lesson from the previous year. In big
bold letters the memory verse read:
41:13 For I the LORD thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto
thee, Fear not; I will help thee.
accident – 1983
don’t insure my car because I trust God to protect me. In all the
years that I have owned a car (11 years) I had never had an accident.
Other cars had run into me and out of that my cars had been fixed up,
then I would sell them at a profit.
time however, I ran into a new Corolla. I had not even had time to
brake and hit the other car with full force. Unbelievably there was
not even a scratch or dint in the Corolla’s bumper bar. The damage to
my own car came to $400.
a week I had to drive around with a wreck of a car until the required
parts could be obtained. People said, “But of course you are
insured so it won’t cost you as much.”
that I would reply, “No I’m not insured, because God looks after
where was God when this happened?” was the usual response.
the following Saturday morning, while sitting in bed, I sincerely
asked God why He had allowed me to have the accident. God’s answer
hurt more the dint in the car, or the dint in your pride?“
am afraid the dint in my pride had hurt more, after all the car was
only one and a half years old.
Cellar of Wine Turned to Vinegar – 1983
be the wonderful name of the Lord Jesus Christ. I had prayed to God
on many occasions about the evil surrounding the house in Warrawong,
where I was holding Bible studies. I had asked God to show me what it
was that allowed the evil to be in the house. Two or three weeks
later while visiting friends I asked them to pray for my sore neck.
Incredibly as my friends were praying God gave me a vision about the
house in Warrawong.
my mind I saw the side of the house and an iron gate leading to the
cellar which was full of home made wine. In dismay I realised that I
could not destroy the bottles. Driving home later that night God
answered my problem by saying: “Jesus can turn water into wine.
Jesus can turn wine into vinegar.”
prayed the prayer, believing a hundred percent. At the next Bible
study I asked Chris about the welfare of her father, the owner of the
house and maker of wine. “He can’t drink the wine anymore from
under the house, it makes him sick,” came the reply.
same reply came for many weeks, until one evening Chris said, “He
drank a mouthful from one of the bottles last night, however, spat it
out immediately saying, ‘I can’t drink this, it’s vinegar’.”
the prayer and the wine turning into vinegar Chris told me that every
morning a white dove would come and sit on the roof. How amazing, for
the Bible records that the Holy Spirit, during Jesus’ baptism, came
“down like a dove”.
wrong doctrine of the Unification Pentecostal Church – 1983
church is also at times referred to as the Jesus only church. My
friend Rose had become pulled in by the false doctrine and was trying
to convert me. As I was listening to her on the phone, God spoke to
down what has happened and every time you think they’re not wrong,
following diary entries tell of people who either were already in the
cult, or were being indoctrinated by its members.
3:16 … There are some difficult things in his letters which
and unstable people explain falsely,
as they do with other passages of the Scriptures. So they bring
on their own destruction.
I read the above passages to Anne, there was a tremendous touch of
the Holy Spirit and God said:
they deny the Holy Spirit they do not have Him to explain the
Scriptures for them.”
came down for a chat; to run down the Holy Trinity. When I told her
to stop insulting the Holy Spirit, or change the subject, or leave,
she tried to strangle me. Jesus never tried to strangle anybody
because they disagreed with him. Her actions were of the devil.
Praise God for His protection, for as she tried to grab my throat the
third time it felt as if an invisible wall had slid between us.
(a few weeks later),
Anne was about to leave she told me she was terrified of going home
in her car. We prayed and an evil presence seemed to leave her. Sonja
and I felt that there might be something in the car, not of God. Anne
explained that earlier, when she had tried to get into the car, she
had felt a horrible iciness. As we discussed the matter Anne
remembered that she had two books in the car from Tammy, one being
called, “The Two Babylons”, or something to that affect.
The books spoke against the Trinity. We burnt them. When we came back
upstairs Anne sank to the floor and asked God’s forgiveness for not
having paid attention to Him before.
A few days later, Tammy rang Anne, wanting the books. Tammy put all
the blame of the destruction of the books on me and said such
horrible things about me that Anne felt herself getting sicker and
sicker. Anne told me in her sick state she went to John’s place, on
the way she decided to briefly stop of at her daughter’s place. After
she finished telling Angela the story, she tried to say, “but
Tammy said,” and again “but Tammy said.” At this point
God spoke mightily through her mouth and said, “I am the LORD
your God, listen to me, don’t listen to Tammy.”
was surprised that Tammy came to wish me a happy birthday, today. She
even brought me a lovely bunch of flowers. I received her pleasantly,
wondering why she had come. That night I picked up the Bible as
usual. The first page I opened showed Acts 26:18, verse 18 was
are to open their eyes and turn them from the darkness to the light
and from the power of Satan to God, so that through their faith in me
they will have their sins forgiven and receive their place among
God’s chosen people.’
cried out to the Lord Jesus that I couldn’t do anything on my own;
only by the Holy Spirit could their eyes be opened. A few days later
God caused me to study Daniel – chapter 7:9-14. Verse 9 speaks about
God the Father sitting on the throne, verse 13,14 speaks about Jesus
Christ approaching the one who sat on the throne.
rang and told Tammy what God had shown me. Her reply was, “It’s
a difficult topic. We will have to discuss it at another time.”
whole argument of the Unification Pentecostal Church is that there is
only Jesus and He is God. Yes,
Jesus is God,
but we can’t ignore God
the Holy Spirit.
Jesus said, “… baptise them in the name of the Father, the
Son, and the Holy Spirit.” At no stage would Jesus Christ lift
Himself up above the Father, or the Holy Spirit. So when Peter
baptised people in the name of Jesus only, that was not what Jesus
had intended. There is only one God, but three persons of that
John 5:7 For there are three
that bear record in heaven, the Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost:
and these three
1:14 tells us that Jesus Christ is the Word.
Word became a human being and, full of grace and truth, lived among
us. We saw his glory, the glory which he received as the Father’s
was one of many children who came to Bible study at lunchtime while I
taught for the Education Department. Like many other 14 and 15 year
olds she had a very sincere heart for God. As God does not look at
our sex (Galations 3:28; Joel 2:28), or age (1 Samuel chapter 3 &
1 Samuel chapter 16). He gave Lila spiritual gifts such as the gift
of speaking in tongues and interpretations and the word of knowledge
(1 Corinthians 12:1-11). Lila however was not the only one who God
anointed in a mighty way by His Holy Spirit. The reason for God’s
presence in these children might be that they came to Him in simple
faith and had not been contaminated by religion.
Bible studies did not centre on the doctrines of any church, nor did
we follow a particular Bible study plan. We simply invited God the
Father, the Lord Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit to be present and
teach us. One minister expressed his jealousy at God’s outpouring on
these children saying, “In forty years of serving God I’ve not
been given any of the gifts these kids have!”
Bible says test the spirits, (1John 4:1-6) so whenever Lila came to
me and said, “God has said this …” I would check it out
with the Bible. The following are some of the words of knowledge
given to her.
headline – Woman claims to be the Virgin Mary – 1984
these harsh times, you’ve seen the headlines, “Woman claims to
be the Virgin Mary”, how absurd. Mary was a woman just like you.
Also headlines such as, “Man speaks to Jesus, the Virgin Mary
and the saints, once a month”. Those poor people have to be
prayed for, to have their eyes opened to the evil around them.
give generously to all your brothers and sisters, after all you have
got everything because I have willed it to be. Do not, all of a
sudden, now at Christmas time feel close to me. That is not how it
should be; you should feel like you do now always, not once a year
when all this good-will towards men is going around. Good-will
towards men should be constant and not taken out of a box only once a
year on December 25th.
in your search for love, don’t look too hard or you’ll make a
Message for Karolina – 1984
being filled with the Holy Spirit is a tremendous step, but you must
feed on the Holy Spirit with the nourishment it requires. After all
if you don’t give the fire wood, it will die out, it is the same with
the Holy Spirit. You must keep the Holy Spirit alive in you so others
may also see the difference.
message for Trenna – 1984
have got to learn to stand on your own two feet. What will happen
when you get to Keira? Will you neglect your gift because you don’t
have anyone to sort out your problems? Look Trenna, all you have to
do is ask Me how to go about solving your problems and I’ll give you
your answer. Don’t learn to depend on people too much, you know who
they are. You have got to turn yourself over to Me entirely, not just
half of yourself, not only your ears, or your eyes, these are only
instruments I have given you to use in your jobs as disciples for Me.
After all I created you, and therefore shouldn’t you let me take a
little control of your life?
respect is to honour. To show respect is to have a special
acknowledgement towards someone you hold special in your heart. It
doesn’t mean you only respect some people, such as elders, but
respect all, including Myself. It is not such a big favour to ask.
And why do you not obey when I tell you to pray. But you hurt me most
when you complain saying, “God has given me too much of a
burden”. Well there is no need to feel heavy in your heart, for
I know just how much you can take, and the minute you begin to fall I
shall pick you up. He who is a Christian should dedicate his life to
God, not to himself. Do not think Lila has written this of her own
accord, it is Me – God. Ask yourself, am I doing all that is expected
of me? Or, if I’m a Christian should my life be in God’s hands (or my
own). If the answer is no, then you will end up nowhere – lost, but
if the answer is yes, you shall have the glory of my Kingdom for ever
had been singing Boy George’s song, “It’s a Miracle”, when
God said to her:
only miracle they can make are that of satan to draw in the young and
brainwashing them into believing that hell is a free and wonderful
place. But when they do find out it is disgusting and foul, it will
be too late to change their ways, for all their lives they had a
chance to follow me.
Power of the Tongue
precious are the words you speak. I made your voice, your mouth and
your tongue, which enables you to speak to Me and to others. Even
though I have given you all these things, you abuse them and you use
foul and dirty language, which has all come from the dark side. I do
not want to hear that language which you think is fun to speak. Do
you think you will get on better with your friends if you swear? Well
if that is the case, you should have realised a long time ago that
you are mixing with the wrong kind of people. I’m not saying that you
should cut yourself right off from other kinds of people, all I am
asking is not to get too involved. You should know the right time to
bow out of a group of friends and if you don’t, ask Me and I will
tell you. The mouth is a powerful weapon, do not use it too often,
because it can lead to your downfall. (James 3:1-11).
is no coincidence only God!
have given you so many miracles to show you just how strong and
powerful I am. But even though I give you all these miracles you
still think it’s a coincidence, or something else. I know what you
want even before you open your mouth to speak to Me. I want to give
you all your desires, but you are impatient and you won’t wait for
further instructions. You let satan in and he shows you an easy way
out, but it’s the wrong way. If you have a little feeling inside of
you, that doesn’t feel so good, then make sure who it is – Me or
satan. You’ll come to the conclusion it’s satan.
Me for strength to tell others about Me. That particular task could
be impossible for man, but not to God. After all what feels better,
bringing someone before God, or not telling them about Me and opening
a wide path for them to satan?
Love of God
am one God and there is no other. He who disobeys Me will feel my
anger and yet he who obeys me will feel my love. Compassion
must be given to those who do not know me, for they too are helpless,
and weak as you were before you knew Me. Do you realise how much I
love you? Could any earthly person love you more? No!
only you, but Eileen and Helen also. Going through the waters of
baptism was a beautiful step.
Craves for our Love
you think I don’t love you, well I do. You just don’t know how much.
You see you put me last; you leave me waiting for you just to make a
move. Look, you sit here and put other things before me, such as the
me and care for me the way I love and care for you. Do you realise
how much I crave for your love? Well I do and I wait there at the
door, waiting for you to open it.
don’t know me. Do you realise how much they are missing out on? You
have someone to turn to. Someone to praise and some one to ask
something from. All these things should make you glad, not depressed.
Depression is only for those who do not know me. If you know me as
well as you think and say you do then you should know I love you, I
protect you and I will never give you away to your enemies.
Karen not to worry about her figure and you too. If boys will only
look at you because of your figure then they’re not even worth a
second look. Boys should like you for what you are, not for what you
look like. Surely if I think you’re perfect shouldn’t others think
the same? I mean, I’m so much more powerful than those others and yet
I think so highly of you. If you pray and ask me to bring someone
your way to love, the right person, then I will help you. I want you
to find someone to love and care for and start a family with, I wish
it. Don’t forget me, that is all I ask.
from arthritis – 1985
I had the privilege of praying for Irena’s father, Michael. Upon our
arrival Michael complained about the incredible pain in his fingers.
Things had gotten so bad that he could hardly hold a knife or fork.
The joints of his fingers were already badly deformed. I asked
Michael to place his hand on the table. As I placed my hands over his
I prayed for healing – nothing happened. Suddenly I felt a tingling
from the top of my head to the tips of me fingers and I commanded the
spirit of arthritis to leave his hands.
I had finished praying I told Michael to cry out to Jesus to help
him, this he did. Then I asked him to raise his hands and praise God
for his healing. After Michael had finished praising God he told me
that he had also felt God’s anointing from the top of his head to the
tips of his fingers. Before prayer the fingers had been icy cold and
stiff, but now they were visibly perspiring and Michael could move
them without pain. Praise God for a mighty miracle.
by a Wasp – 1985
was stung 3 times by a wasp. As she screamed in pain I placed my hand
on the affected area and prayed hard claiming the Word of God – Mark
16:17-18. I especially prayed that God would neutralise the poison.
It was easy to see where she had been stung because the area swelled
up as well as becoming very red. I bound the pain in Jesus’ name as
well as the headache which was developing. Within minutes the pain
and the headache lessened. Twenty minutes later all discomfort was
of Mongolism – 1985
God performed a mighty miracle in Michael’s arthritic hands the man
lost no time in telling his family about it. His sister-in-law rang
me and asked if I could pray for their son who had Down Syndrome. I
agreed to go to their place a few days later. In the meantime I
decided to seek God on the matter. I needed to know whether the
sickness was simply an illness, or whether it was demonic.
asked God to give me a sign. The sign came in the form of an Old
English Sheep dog. Some years before I had been praying for Julie
from the Bible study. As I prayed for her I saw a tightly closed rose
bud. God told me that if she was to ask Jesus Christ into her life
the bud would open up into a rose and His fragrance would flow from
her. The colour of the rose could be of her choosing. Another person
I prayed for was Nancy. I saw a gold fish swimming in and out of
crevices. She was searching, but not prepared to make a commitment.
Lastly I prayed for Karin. I saw a beautiful fawn running here and
there in the forest, oblivious to danger. That was how she was in
real life too. After sharing with the children what God had shown me,
Karin asked God later that night, what He saw me as.
she saw a magnificent horse leading a herd of horses. Then she saw an
Old English Sheep dog rounding up the sheep, even nipping them on the
back of the legs to get them to go into the fold. God said to Karin,
Mrs. Zechner’s job is to bring the sheep into the fold. Since that
revelation, if ever I ask God for something special, or God is
pleased with me in some way, I see an Old English Sheep dog. So it
was, as I was on my way to pray for little Mark. I saw an Old English
Sheep dog by the side of the road. The dog casually walked to the
middle of the road, oblivious to the traffic, stood there, turned
around and walked back to the side walk. I then knew that Mark’s
condition was demonic. We need to be very careful how we pray,
because not all sickness or disease is demonic.
asked Mark’s mother if there had been an unusual event around the
time of her pregnancy or birth of the child. She immediately
responded by saying, “In Hungary, in the old days, we poor
people had to entertain ourselves. We did so through séances,
contacting spirit guides or fortune-telling. I had a spirit guide.
When horrible things started happening around the house I decided to
tell the spirit to go. Sometime after my decision my husband insisted
that I contact the spirit again for the benefit of one of his
friends. Apparently the friend’s car had been stolen and he wanted to
know where it was. The spirit gave me the information even down to
the garage where the car was being kept. All this happened around the
time of my son’s birth. I made a firm decision after that not to
contact the spirit anymore.”
went on to say that Mark had been released from hospital totally
normal. As a matter of fact the paediatrician had commented on the
perfect health of the child. Five months later while she was holding
the baby it let out a piercing scream, from then it was classified as
mongoloid. Apparently when the spirit was told to go it wasn’t happy
about it and decided to stay in the baby instead. Parents, by the sin
in their life pass misery and heartache onto their children.
prayed for the child and in the mighty name of the Lord Jesus Christ
the spirit had to go, that was evident by the fact that the child’s
face, now 5 years old, no longer looked mongoloid. The parents were
overjoyed at God’s mighty work and became Christians. Some months
later while both our families were camping God pointed something out
to me about the parent’s treatment of Mark. The father was still
feeding him and treating him as if he was handicapped. I was told to
tell them that as long as they treated him as a mongoloid he would
stay one. If they believed that he had been set free then they were
to treat him as such.
Mark started to speak and I even started teaching him to read and
write. The child made wonderful progress. Sadly however, the parents
did not stop treating him like a handicapped child and so God was
only allowed to do that in their son’s life what they allowed. Some
years later when I saw the boy again he wasn’t as bad as when I had
first met him, but he certainly hadn’t been totally restored. It
is sad when people stand in God’s way.
Burning in my Eyes – 1986
the pepper that satan has put into your eyes and ask that God wash
out the eyes with His cleanser, antiseptic and medication the
precious blood of the Lord Jesus Christ. Tell satan that it says in
the Bible that God cares for every sparrow, then how much more, will
He care for His child who has His precious blood in her.
Spine – 1986
following prayer enabled me to stand and sit without back pain.
God to replace the worn disc. Ask God to put His calcium compound
into the bones of the back to make them stronger, Ask God to make a
prop to hold up the spine correctly. Rebuke the slimy fluid that
satan has injected into the spine to make the discs move.
God my back is totally healed!
Prophecy – 1986
kind and gentle for these are the days in which satan will rise and
look as if he is to defeat. But I will not allow him; for such a
mighty stir will arise within my people, that satan will be totally
crushed. These are the days in which my servants
and need to be strong,
to fight the enemy, and save all my dear blind beloved children.
Physical Condition – 1986
was given the following prayer for Erika:
that is stopping her from total healing. Rebuke the spirits of delay
and incomplete deliverance – ½ of everything spiritually and
spirit, or demon of violence was stopping the woman from complete
healing, referred to her physical condition. The spirit of violence
was also stopping the woman’s growth in her relationship with the
Lord Jesus Christ, therefore the reference to ½ of everything
spiritually and physically. As I always say to people, ‘how you are
in the physical is how you are in the spiritual’. By that I mean if
a person is lazy when it comes to looking after their belongings, or
cleaning their place, they will also be lazy when it comes to reading
the Bible or praying for God’s Kingdom. Also if a person is too
lazy to work at a relationship in the physical, how much more are
they going to be lazy when it comes to working at their relationship
with Almighty God who they can’t see?
Lump in my Throat
prayer for the lump in my throat:
hold of the affected area and ask that Jesus give your hands healing
power and rub your hand up, down and around the lump. Ask Jesus to
surround it with His healing balm. Then tell satan he can’t get to it
because it is covered by Jesus’ healing balm and he cannot
(Psalm 148:6) for satan was defeated long, long ago and in the name
of that defeat and in Jesus’ name – command it to go and it will.
Praise God the lump went.
that Christians can be possessed by an evil spirit
he is a lovely caring man, my minister did not believe that a
Christian could also be possessed by an evil spirit. This really
irritated me for I had seen the contrary many times in Christians.
prayed the following prayer God gave me:
God to open his eyes and let him see himself inside and that he
really understands the true meaning of the verses he reads in regards
to possession. Command
that the unbelief
living within him curl up and die – disintegrate and never come to
life again. Tell that spirit it must go and read the Word
of God to it.
Say to that spirit – in Jesus’ name I take control of you and I take
your concentration and attention and I command you to listen to me.
prayed that prayer and left it at that. A little while later, during
Bible study God showed Lila a vision of my minister. She saw a big
black snake curled around his heart and reaching for his throat. The
mouth of the snake was slit on one side. My prayer had only slit the
snake’s mouth; not killed it. Truly the word of God is sharper than
any two-edged sword.
and I prayed earnestly then and there. I also prayed more that
afternoon when I got home. I kept it up till I felt in my heart that
there had been a breakthrough. I was to learn later that the man had
already had three short heart attacks in the previous months. I know
that the second prayer accomplished what it had been sent out to do
for the man no longer argued about the fact that Christians can have
Accident – 1987
rang to ask me to come and pray for a friend of his who was visiting
his home. This man had been involved in an accident at work. He was
suffering severe pain in his back and shoulder. The Lord Jesus healed
this man, for after prayer he was able to move about freely again.
Thank you Lord Jesus for your healing touch!
Apple Core in my Throat – 1988
proved to be an eventful day. Not only did I realise that Diana and
her mother had most definitely been involved with a cult, but also
the fact that after eating a piece of tea cake I felt as if part of
an apple core was still stuck way down my throat.
interesting revelation after my discussion with Diana had been about
the demon, the “imitator of the Holy Spirit”. I was able to
explain to Diana and her mother, after much
what they had been involved in. Namely that a church that teaches you
are only saved once you speak in tongues
is not of God. For the precious blood of the Lord Jesus Christ saves
us not tongues. Also the church baptised in the name of Jesus only,
therefore by leaving out God the Father and God the Holy Spirit, they
didn’t have the Holy Spirit to give them the gift of tongues.
had come to Bible study saying that she spoke in tongues. Asked when
she had invited Jesus into her heart she said she hadn’t. So where
did the tongues come from? After asking Jesus into her heart Diana
admitted to no longer feeling comfortable speaking in tongues. Praise
God both mother and daughter made Jesus the Lord of their life and
then the Holy Spirit gave each a new tongue.
Friday the lump was still in my throat having gotten worse instead of
better. I had claimed my healing, but nothing happened, now I got
with the devil
and told him to get lost. After that my throat rapidly improved so
much so that I could freely eat again on Saturday. By Sunday I had
forgotten I had ever had a huge obstacle way down my throat.
Anointing with Oil – 1988
devil doesn’t like it when you lead people to the Lord Jesus Christ
and then cast demons out of them. K.C. had been brought to me by a
friend. K.C. couldn’t even ask the Lord Jesus into her heart because
Satan had taken control of her tongue. The Holy Spirit told me to
anoint her with oil. I had never done that before when casting out
demons. The effect was electric. K.C. reacted in almost a violent
manner. Nonetheless, after the anointing and prayer she was able to
ask Jesus into her heart and ask forgiveness for her sins. I
commanded the evil spirit, which had manifested itself to tell me its
name. It said, “death”.
asked God to tell me what gave this demon a hold in her life. God
told me that at some stage in her life she had said that she hated
God and wanted to be a child of satan. I had to take her through a
prayer which asked God’s forgiveness for having said that. Then she
had to say that she wanted to be God’s child, while at the same time
telling the devil to get out of her life. She was also to cut off all
other previous associations with the devil. Still the spirit wouldn’t
leave. I asked K.C. if there was anything else she had to tell me.
She said that she saw the face of her mother, a woman who was
involved in the occult. K.C. then had to be taken through a prayer
cutting the spiritual association with her mother. The devil made it
very difficult but eventually that was also achieved, by the constant
anointing of oil.
the evil spirit said that satan still had a hold on K.C. through her
boyfriend. Even though satan through this prayer, and the previous
one, made it very hard for K.C. to talk, that tie was also cut.
During the prayer of deliverance K.C. constantly saw visions of her
mother, with grotesque demonic faces. She also saw herself travelling
through a tunnel, going down. The evil spirit said when I was praying
for Kelly and anointing her with oil it was being cut up. The evil
spirit tried to trick me, making me believe it had left, when it
hadn’t. Finally however, K.C. saw it in her mind going down a chute
screaming as it did.
reminded me to also cast out the spirit of imagination and lies. As I
cast out the spirit of imagination, she saw what looked like a glass
container filling up with muddy water. After that she no longer saw
any visions. Praise to the Lord Jesus Christ that He has given us the
power over “all the works of the Enemy”.
satan tried to attack my skin through burning and itchiness; as well
as cutting off the circulation from my hand and feet. Praise Almighty
God for He also healed and delivered me from those afflictions.
Opaque Window – 1989
weeks I had been beating my head against a brick wall, so to speak.
The Year 10 girls were coming to Bible study, but I wasn’t getting
through to them. It was as if there was a wall between them and
myself and God. I told the girls as much. To my surprise one spoke
for the three of them and said that they weren’t really interested in
God, but they came anyway. They didn’t know why they came, but they
just felt compelled to do so.
this stage God gave me a vision. I saw myself in the bathroom. The
light was on and it was dark outside. It was as if I was looking down
on the situation, for I saw the three girls outside trying to look
explained the vision to me as follows. The light in the bathroom
represented Jesus – the light of the world. The girls although they
had previously asked Jesus into their heart were in the world of
darkness, satan’s kingdom. The opaque window represented the barrier
between them and the Lord Jesus Christ. After I explained the vision
to the girls, they became very excited and agreed that was how they
girls at the same time also had a vision of being locked in the
shower recess. I asked them whether they wanted to be God’s children,
or satan’s children. They chose God – the Lord Jesus Christ. I then
led them through a prayer and as I finished I saw the glass of the
shower recess first crack, then break altogether. Praise God for His
prayer for Irene’s Ears and Eyes – 1989
the plug satan has put in her ears and ask that God flush out the
ears with His cleanser – the precious blood of the Lord Jesus Christ.
Ask God to drain the fluid in her eyes and to refill the eyes with
God’s healing fluid. Ask that God replace all the dead instruments in
the ears and eyes, and replace them with living components of God.
Prayer for Patricia – Lock out the Past – 1990
that God will remove the blindfold and handcuffs holding Patricia
back from God. Pray that her past will not cluster and choke her. Ask
that God will hold back her past and prevent it from affecting her.
that God will fill her with discontentment where her present life is
concerned. Pray that God would fence her in (Hosea 2:6) to His life
and to lock out the filthy past.
2:6 So I am going to fence her in with thorn bushes and build a wall
to block her way.
the Lighthouse – 1997
my face appeared on the front page of the newspaper, after the court
case, people who I didn’t even know, rang to congratulate me. That is
how I came to speak to Debbie. Listening to a complete stranger on
the phone, I found out that this woman had also been battling
corruption. She passionately described her struggles. After half an
hour I said that I needed to get off the phone.
Her reply was, “I suppose you think I’m mad.”
“No”, I said, “I see you more as somebody who has
been put through a washing machine and then the wringer.”
we could continue our conversation she asked me to hold on a minute
as there was somebody on the other line. As I waited I saw a vision
of a woman standing on short cut grass, near a cliff. Behind her was
a lighthouse. She was being buffeted by very strong winds, the aim of
these winds being to throw her off the cliff.
our conversation resumed, I didn’t tell her what I had seen, nor did
I tell her that God had told me to tell her to run into the
lighthouse. Jesus being the lighthouse. Not till the next time when I
spoke to her on the phone did the topic come up. The conversation
turned to Jesus and I suggested she should hand her problems over to
Him. However, she had had a bad experience with a particular church
and therefore had lost her faith. I decided that now was a good time
to tell her what God had shown me.
in mind that I had never set eyes on her I described what she looked
like in the vision. The woman agreed that my description of her had
been correct. I also pointed out to her that she had a peculiar
trait, that trait being unusually long arms. That revelation
astounded her and she agreed that whenever she bought a long sleeved
blouse, the arms were too short for her. At the close of the
conversation her attitude towards God had changed and she asked me to
let her know if God ever told me something about her again.
recommend that everybody should seek their refuge in Jesus Christ,
whether they are buffeted by life’s problems or not.
dream about my daughter Sonja – 1998
praise God for His goodness and speaking to me in dreams and visions.
I only spoke to Sonja on the phone for a little while on Saturday.
She complained about being in severe pain in the back and neck
that night I said my usual prayers of, “God please protect my
children, grandchildren and myself as we sleep.” As I prayed,
God reminded me of a terrible nightmare I had, had in the early hours
of that morning. My neighbour had rudely awakened me that morning by
starting the car at 4.45. I wasn’t impressed! Finally I fell asleep
again; it was then that I had the nightmare.
was in a room with my two children, Connie and Sonja. In the dream
they were about 10 and 12, although they are now 31 and 33. All of a
sudden Connie stuck what looked like a skewer into Sonja’s forehead.
As Sonja reeled back I was too horrified to pull out the metal
skewer. The next thing I saw was Sonja rolling on the floor like a
cat or dog that had been run over and was about to die. At that stage
the dream ended.
I said my prayers on Saturday night, God reminded me of the dream and
told me to pull out the skewer in the spiritual and then ask God to
repair whatever damage had been done to the body. For here was the
cause of her back and neck pain.
I rang Sonja and asked her about her back pain. She said that
amazingly there was only a tiny bit of pain. The severe pain that had
plagued her for one and half weeks had gone the night before.
told her about the dream and God’s instructions. She was amazed. I
truly thank Almighty God, the Lord Jesus Christ.
and Triglycerides 1998
praise God for His miracle working power. About 6 weeks ago I had a
persistent upset stomach, although I had prayed about it. I went to
the doctor and as a routine question she asked me what my cholesterol
was like. I told her that a test, 17 years previously, had showed 4.6
units. She suggested that it was high time I had another one.
don’t know who was more shocked, the doctor or me, but the results
showed that the cholesterol level was 8.6 and the triglycerides level
was 2.4. In the case of the triglycerides the maximum allowed level
in the body is 2, mine was obviously well and truly over the limit.
doctor pointed out to me that there was enough fatty tissue in my
arteries to cause a stroke, or heart attack. She immediately put me
on medication; one tablet per day for 30 days. I told her that I
wanted to have a blood test after 30 days, to see the change in the
reading. She told me that it would take 4 to 5 months to reduce the
cholesterol and triglycerides.
taking the tablets I was also to have 2 tablespoons of red wine with
my meal every night. To her instructions I added a prayer every
morning before I put any food or drink into my mouth.
LORD my God, please clean out all excessive fat in my arteries and
veins. Please reduce the level of cholesterol and triglycerides. I
rebuke the devil’s interference with the production of excessive
cholesterol and triglycerides. I put all food and drink that will
enter my mouth today, into the bondage of the blood of the Lord Jesus
weeks later I went to another doctor for a blood test the result was:
cholesterol 6.4 triglycerides 1.6 The doctor asked how I had reduced
the levels so quickly. My answer to that was, prayer. He couldn’t
accept that so he came up with the excuse that maybe I hadn’t fasted
before the last test, or maybe pathology had made a mistake. To his
argument I simply said: “Why don’t you just give God the
credit!” He then answered and said, “Well you better keep
on praying every day and come back in 5 months for another check up.”
for the unsaved – 1998
gave me the following prayer for an unsaved person.
as Jesus Christ called Lazarus out of the world of the dead, so ask
Jesus Christ to call them out of the kingdom of darkness and by the
power of His Holy Spirit they must come.
to cats – 1998
church I attended needed a place for their visiting evangelist to
stay. Jenny’s place was suggested, but alas, the woman had a cat and
as Dolcene suffered from an allergy to cats she couldn’t possibly go
childhood onwards Dolcene had suffered from an allergy to cats. Her
body would break out in a rash. In severe cases she would almost
suffocate as her lungs closed up. In these instances she would need
medication, or choke to death. It was therefore understandable that
she didn’t want to go somewhere where she had to share a house with a
cat. My place became the only other option.
could sympathise with Dolcene’s handicap, but I was a bit puzzled as
to how an evangelist could be on her way to India to help the masses,
when she couldn’t overcome a problem in her own life. After a few
days at my place I challenged her on the problem. I told her we would
pray about the issue then she could play with the neighbour’s cat, in
order to put her faith into practice.
three days she always came up with the same excuse, “Oh I don’t
feel up to it today, we’ll do it tomorrow.” Finally I had enough
and told her point blank that if she couldn’t deal with this issue
now, how was she going to deal with the problems that would arise in
India. She got my point loud and clear and consented to prayer. First
we bound the spirit of fear. Then we bound the spirit of allergy and
claimed God’s mighty healing power, in Jesus’ mighty name. Faith
without action is worthless, so it was time to play with the cat.
picked up the cat and played with it for 5 minutes. There was no
reaction whatsoever. Previously for 42 years she couldn’t go near a
cat, but now she was actually holding and playing with one. God is
indeed a miracle working God.
to go only halfway.
asked the Lord Jesus what the difference was between a friend and
myself. Sheila and her husband had started the local Missionary
Alliance Church. She went to every church meeting and knew the Bible
a lot better than I did. Yet I felt in my heart that there was a
difference between us.
hadn’t expected God to answer me, not immediately anyway. As I sat
with my eyes closed, I saw the following vision. Jesus came out the
front door of a magnificent double storey mansion and ran down the
front steps. Next, I saw on the left hand side of the picture Sheila.
She was trudging along a completely barren landscape. There were no
trees, grass or even rocks. Jesus and Sheila met exactly halfway.
Jesus joyfully said to her, “Welcome my child, welcome my child;
come on, come on.” She replied sternly, “No this is far
enough!” At that stage the vision ended.
Sheila and her husband are only religious, refusing to believe in the
baptism of the Holy Spirit, and instead have set up their own rules
and regulations, deciding on how far they should go.
10: 2/ I can assure you that they are deeply devoted to God; but
their devotion is not based on true knowledge.
They have not known the way in which God puts people right with
himself, and instead, they
have tried to set up their own way;
and so they
did not submit
of putting people right.
Christ went all the way to the cross. How far are you prepared to go?
are many more diary entries but the above are the only ones I felt in
my heart to
said: “Come to me, all of you who are tired from carrying heavy
loads, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28
simple the above words are. I have come to experience the rest, peace
and joy that only Almighty God can give in very difficult
circumstances. My prayer is that whoever reads this book will also
reach for the kind of fulfillment that is not found in the world, but
only through the Holy Spirit. Let God’s miracle working power give
you new life through the Lord Jesus Christ.