Jim Jarrell
~ Vice President
Only God knows why He has decided to do the things I will tell you about, but I promise all that I tell you will be true.
In August of 1989, after some fifteen years of drug abuse and living in the world of sex, drugs, and rock and roll, I overdosed on
cocaine one night and had laid down to die. As I lay there in my bed having siezers, God sent an angel to me and ask me if I wanted
to live or die. To this day 21 years later, I can still describe this angel to the letter. When he asked me, I remember laying there and
thinking about how to answer his question. My life was a mess to say the least. I decided if God thought enough of me to send an
angel to me, maybe I should choose to live and that is what I told him. He responded with, "Go and change your life!" and I do not
remember anything after that. That night was the beginning of my new life. God has taken me from laying in a ditch to giving me
everything a person in life could possably want. There is not room or time to describe all that He has done for me over the last 21 years.
I have known since that night that God had a call on my life and in time He would show me what He has called me to.In December 2005,
this new phase of my life began. One night while sitting on my back porch thinking about how to deal with a problem with one of my
children, I processed a very distinct thought. A few seconds later, my cell phone rang. The guy on the phone said," Jim, God tells me you
are thinking this" and he quoted my thought word for word. No one had ever done anything like that before. He followed up that statement
with, "God wants you to come to our church, He has a Purpose for you there." If you can tell me what I am thinking, you can get my attension
quickly. I told my wife what had happened and we decided to go out to Grace Tabernacle the following Sunday. I do not know how to describe
what I felt when I crossed the threshold of the door except to say that God some how laid His hand on me. I felt a peace that can not be described.
After the praise and worship was over and Pastor Johnson began to teach on the gifts of the spirit, he had been speaking maybe fifteen miniutes,
and he just stoped. He said, "God just spoke to me and He wants to minister to someone here today." He came and stood in front of my wife and I,
and he asked us to come to the front of the church. I must tell you here, he did not know us or anything about us. He had us sit in chairs in front of the congragation, and he started to pray in a language I had never heard before. When he finished, he came and stood in front of my wife. He said to her,
"God tells me there is a history of female cancer in you family. He wants you to know there is a growth in you abdomine that He has sealed up, it will be removed and you will live to proclaim the works of God" Then he came and stood in front of me. He started to tell me how God was going to use me in
the future, and then he said,"God tells me one of your legs is longer than the other and that is why your back will not heal." There is no way this man
knew about how back my back was hurting. He said "God wants to heal you this morning, can I lay my hands on you and pray for you?" He got me
square in the chair and raised my feet up to show me my right leg was about one inch shorter than my left. As I watched and he stared to pray, I watched
my leg grow out to meet my left leg, then I started to feal this strange heat in my lower back, it traveled all the way to my head then it went down to my feet. When it finally stopped, I stood up and I was totally pain free and I still am almost five years later. Thank you Lord!The following Tuesday, my wife had her
yearly female checkup. That afternoon, they called her back to the office to have an ultrasound. Sure enough they found a growth on one of her ovaries
just as Pastor Johnson had said. Because he had said it would be removed, we choose to have the surgery. When the surgeon came out, he said,
"I have been doing this surgery for a long time, I saw something in your wife I have never seen before. She had a tumor the size of a grapefruit, but it was
sealed up in a yellow jelly and it could not spread to the rest of her body. He had found exactly what Pastor Johnson had said. God is so awsome.As you
can well imagine, we started attending Grace almost every time the doors were open. Over the next few months I began to get prophetic word after prophetic word about how God was going to use me as some kind of a prophet. I was raised in a Baptist church and I had never seen the kind of
things I was seeing. The gifts of the Spirit Of God were moving so
dramaticly, I was amazed to say the least. One of the prophecies I kept
hearing was that I would begin to hear the voice of God, I must say I
really did not believe them
but I continued to hear these words.
About four months later, we had a
traveling minister who came to speak. He was a
fiery little guy and he kept
using the word "sympathetic" in his message.
Each time he used this word, I
heard a voice form beyond my body say
"enthusiasm". Each time I would look
around to see where the voice was
coming from, but there was no one near me
saying anything. This happened
maybe ten times during that service. It happened
so many times that it
started to frighten me. It only happened when he used that
word and no
other time. When the service was over, I went to talk with Pastor
Johnson,
I told him what had happened, he just smiled and said "I told you you
will
start to hear the voice of God!" He told me to go home and find the word
"enthusiasm" in the Bible and come next Sunday and tell the church what you
heard. It was the first time I had ever been in front of a church, but as I read
from my Bible, all my nervousness went away and words came from my mouth
with no
effort at all. When I finished, I started to walk to my seat, I
said out loud
completely by surprise, some one here is supposed to Baptist
me in the Holy
Spirit today. To my surprise this older lady on the second
row stood up and said
"It is me!" That lady came up and laid her hands on
my head, and she started to
pray in her prayer language. I have tried to
describe what happened for the next
hour or so, but I really have no words
to describe it. I will say that was
the most intense time with God I have
ever had. I have listened to the tape of
the service they had that morning,
but I totally missed it. The next thing I
remember in the natural, my
friend Neal was shaking my shoulder and asking me if
I was alright. I tried
to talk to him, but nothing I said seemed to make any
sense.
Over the
next three years, I walked under one of the most awesome
anointing. In time
I will share all the awesome things God allowed me to
experience. Almost
every day for the next three years something special
happened.
The voice I spoke of continued
to come at the most unexpected times. But, I
guess I should start here. One
Sunday morning sitting in church Pastor Johnson
said to the congregation,
some one's hands are going to get hot, there is a man
with lung cancer here
that God wants to heal. As I sat there it started to feel
like my hands
were on fire, it was like someone had pulled my skin back and put
hot coals
under the skin. I stood up and said Pastor, I guess that is me. He had
the
man come to the front of the church and sit in a chair, and said for me to
lay my hands on him and pray. I started out praying in English but the next
thing I knew I was praying in a new language I had not known before that
morning. All of a sudden that man coughed and I watched as a black cloud came
out of his mouth. When that happened, the language I was praying in
stopped, so
I stopped. A few Sundays went by with no word about that man,
so I asked the
Pastor about him. Pastor said he had gone back to his doctor
and the cancer was
completely gone. I have never seen the man since, but I
will never forget the
language or the cloud coming from his mouth.
Not
long after that, I was
working one day. My wife and I are in the pest
control business, and I go into
homes to treat for insects. I walked into
this apartment in Litchfield and I
heard a voice say "There is a woman of
prayer in here and I want you to speak
with her." I looked around to see
who was speaking to me but there was no male
in the room. There were two
ladies in the room and the voice was a man's voice.
I could tell that they
had not heard the voice because they were having a
conversation and they
never looked up. As I got into the bed room where I was
alone, I said in a
quiet voice, "God if this is really you, there are two people
here and I
need to know who you want me to speak to." When I came into the room
they
were in' I some how knew who He meant, but they were still having a
conversation. As I was finishing my job there, I thought to my self, I must have
imagined all of this and I said goodbye and walked out of the door. I had
only
gone a few steps and God spoke in a much louder voice and said, "I
said I want
you to speak to that lady!" When He spoke this time it scared
me, so I sat my
things down and went back to knock on the door again. Sure
enough the lady I was
supposed to speak to came to the door. She was very
pleasant and I just asked her
if I could speak to her outside for a minute.
She came out and closed the door
behind her. I said to her, "Do you believe
God can give you a message through
some one else?" She said, " I do, I have
been a Pentacostal all my life, I have
heard of these things but it has
never happened to me before." As she was saying
that God said, "she has
been praying about her husband." So I just told her what
I was hearing and
her eyes got as big as fifty cent pieces. She said,"I have, my
husband has
become disabled, and I have to drive all the way from Georgetown to
here
each day for work. I have been praying that God would help me be more able
to take care of my husband." God spoke again and said, 'Tell her I have heard
her prayers and I am going to answer them!" When I told her what God had
said,
she hugged my neck and said words I will never forget. She said,
"Thank you for
being obedient." Then she turned and went back inside. I
have never seen that
lady again, but the next time I went to do service
there, the lady who owned the
apartment met me at the door. When I was
inside I asked her what had happened to
the lady who was there three months
earlier, she said, "The strangest thing
happened, that lady got a new job
she could do from home and it paid her so well
that she was able to buy a
new home to do it from." God had answered her prayers
completely.
Later
in the spring of that year I started playing softball with
a bunch of kids.
At the time I was fifty four years old and they were all in
their twenties.
After getting healed I thought I was young or something. Our
youngest son
knew how much I love playing ball so they asked me if I would like
to pitch
for their team. One night this young guy came to the plate, he must
have
been six foot, five and weighed two fifty or so. I threw him a inside pitch
and he hit that ball right back at me so hard I could not get out of the way of
it. That ball hit me in my lower leg and to this day I believe it broke my
leg.
I fell to the ground in pain and as I lay there I heard God say, "Get
up and
finish, I am going to heal you!" I looked around to see who was
speaking to me,
but again there was no one there. Shortly most of the team
was at my side asking
me if I was alright. I could not tell them about the
voice so I just got up and
told them I was ok. I can not describe how bad
my leg hurt, I could hardly stand
but I finished anyway. When I got home,
my wife saw me walking funny and asked
what had happened. I told her and
when I told her about the voice, she said you
know He will do what He says.
As I got ready to take my uniform off to see how
bad my leg was hurt the
voice of God came again. He said, "Do not look at it, do
not touch it, I am
going to heal it!" It was very hard to take a shower and not
touch it or
look at it because it hurt so bad. As I laid down that night, I just
prayed
and thanked Him for His voice and went to sleep. I thought I would wake
up
the next morning healed but , when I woke up it hurt worse and I told my
wife, I know I heard His voice but I cannot go to work like this. She said I
might have imagined it and maybe I should go to the doctor. I just laid
there
and prayed for a few minutes and God spoke again. He said,"Get up and
go to
work, I am going to heal you." So I got up, told my wife what He had
said, got
dressed and left for work. My leg was hurting so bad but I knew
God had said He
was going to heal it. My job that day was in a three story
condo
building in Surfside called the Channel Marker. There are no
elevators in this
building. When I pulled up in front of the building, I
just prayed and said,
"God I know I heard your voice, I am here, but I can
not do my job unless you
heal me." He spoke again and said, "Get out and go
to work, I am going to heal
you!" So I just got out and picked up my things
and started to limp towards the
building, after two or three steps my leg
just stopped hurting and it has never
hurt again to this day. When I got
home that afternoon, my wife asked me what
had happened and I told her
about it. We were thanking God and He spoke one more
time and said, "You
can look at it and touch it now." When I pulled my jeans up,
there was no
trace of any thing , no bruise, no stich marks, nothing. God is so
amazing!
Then came February 2008. An email just showed up on my computer from
Morning Star Ministries one day telling of a prophetic conference they were
having. I had never been to a conference before but I just could not stop
thinking I should be there. After talking with my wife about it, I decided
to go
see what this was all about. I took one of the guys from Grace, Clay
Talbot and
we headed up to Fort Mill. As we got near the exit I started to
feel the same
feeling I had felt the first day I crossed the threshold of
Grace. I do not know
how to explain the feeling other than to say it is
God's way of showing me I am
in the right place at the right time. By the
time we walked into Morning Star,
That feeling was so strong I could hardly
move and I knew something special was
about to happen. The first day of the
conference was awesome, The praise and
worship just blew me away. The
teaching by Bobby Conner was just inspiring.
Then came Friday morning. I
woke up very early in the morning and could not go
back to sleep. Clay was
sleeping soundly if you get my drift. I decided to go
down and find some
coffee and pray and read the Bible as I usually start my
days. I laid my
Bible down in a chair and went to the coffee machine. As I stood
looking
around, I decided to go look around main street there before I went to
pray. I had walked maybe fifty yards from the coffee machine just talking with
God, I heard Him say, "Go back to the coffee machine." I looked around to
see
who was talking to me and again there was no one there. I just said,
"God if
this is really you again, I have a full cup of coffee." He spoke
again and
said,"Go back to the coffee machine, there is someone I want you
to pray for."
As I turned to look, there was no one at the coffee machine,
but I just started
walking back like He had said. As I came to the machine,
a young lady came
walking up. I did not know what else to do so I just
asked her if she had been
praying for something special. She looked at me
kind of funny and said in this
Irish accent, "I have, I came to this
country to have back surgery last year in
Virginia. She said they had put
two steel rods in her back to support her spine
and she was in so much pain
that she had come here praying God would heal her. I
told her about what
God had said to me and asked her if I could lay my hands on
her and pray
for her healing. She agreed and I put my hands on her neck behind
her head
and just started praying this simple prayer. The next thing I knew, I
felt
like electricity was running through my body into hers. I do not know of
any other way to explain what I was feeling. Her face completely changed as this
was happening. She had the biggest smile I have ever seen. When the power
stopped I just let go of her. We stood there talking for a couple of
minutes
and she left. As she was walking away, God said, "You are not
finished yet, one
of her legs is longer than the other and I want you to
pray for that too." I had
to go and catch her as she was walking away. I
told her what God had said and
she agreed to sit down and see what would
happen next. I asked her to sit
squarely in the chair and I raised her feet
up. Sure enough, her right leg was
shorter than her left. We both watched
as I prayed and her right leg grew out to
meet her left. It was so awesome
to watch God move in her. When we finished she
went her way and I went
mine. There is no way to describe how I felt at that
moment. A few hours
later I saw her during the morning praise and worship with
both hands in
the air, jumping up and down like a child. I knew then that she
was healed
but I never thought I would see her again. I came back to Grace the
following week and told the story to the church. I think some people believed me
and I think some did not.
In August of 2008 Todd Bentley was coming to
Morning Star to speak. He had been in Florida for months having a revival
that
was on God TV every night. I knew I wanted to hear him speak so a
group from our
church decided to go. On 8-8-08 there were some 8'000 to
10'000 people in the
crowd out side behind the church. I had never been in
such a crowd of people so
hungry to see God move. Our seats were so far
back from the stage that I could
not see very well. I told the people I was
with, "I am a child of the seventies,
I am going up near the stage to be
able to see better. I worked my way to within
fifteen feet of the stage. It
was so crowded, it was shoulder to shoulder
people. All of a sudden,
someone tapped me on my shoulder and as I turned to see
who it was, there
stood that lady whom I had prayed for back in February right
there beside
me. She told me, two weeks after I had prayed for her, she went
back to her
doctor. They wanted to plan her next surgery. She said she went in
and told
them how God had healed her and she had no need for any thing more. The
doctor did not believe her so they put her on an x-ray machine. The x-ray not
only showed her back completely healed, but those two steel rods they had
put
there were completely gone. God had allowed me to hear what an awesome
thing He
had done. To this day I do not know that lady's name, but you can
understand why
I am willing to pray for any one at any
time.
I have seen God heal so many
people it would take forever to tell
you about them all. He has not healed every
one whom I have prayed for but
He has healed most of them. I just say God is who
He is and He does what He
wants when He wants to.
~ Vice President
Only God knows why He has decided to do the things I will tell you about, but I promise all that I tell you will be true.
In August of 1989, after some fifteen years of drug abuse and living in the world of sex, drugs, and rock and roll, I overdosed on
cocaine one night and had laid down to die. As I lay there in my bed having siezers, God sent an angel to me and ask me if I wanted
to live or die. To this day 21 years later, I can still describe this angel to the letter. When he asked me, I remember laying there and
thinking about how to answer his question. My life was a mess to say the least. I decided if God thought enough of me to send an
angel to me, maybe I should choose to live and that is what I told him. He responded with, "Go and change your life!" and I do not
remember anything after that. That night was the beginning of my new life. God has taken me from laying in a ditch to giving me
everything a person in life could possably want. There is not room or time to describe all that He has done for me over the last 21 years.
I have known since that night that God had a call on my life and in time He would show me what He has called me to.In December 2005,
this new phase of my life began. One night while sitting on my back porch thinking about how to deal with a problem with one of my
children, I processed a very distinct thought. A few seconds later, my cell phone rang. The guy on the phone said," Jim, God tells me you
are thinking this" and he quoted my thought word for word. No one had ever done anything like that before. He followed up that statement
with, "God wants you to come to our church, He has a Purpose for you there." If you can tell me what I am thinking, you can get my attension
quickly. I told my wife what had happened and we decided to go out to Grace Tabernacle the following Sunday. I do not know how to describe
what I felt when I crossed the threshold of the door except to say that God some how laid His hand on me. I felt a peace that can not be described.
After the praise and worship was over and Pastor Johnson began to teach on the gifts of the spirit, he had been speaking maybe fifteen miniutes,
and he just stoped. He said, "God just spoke to me and He wants to minister to someone here today." He came and stood in front of my wife and I,
and he asked us to come to the front of the church. I must tell you here, he did not know us or anything about us. He had us sit in chairs in front of the congragation, and he started to pray in a language I had never heard before. When he finished, he came and stood in front of my wife. He said to her,
"God tells me there is a history of female cancer in you family. He wants you to know there is a growth in you abdomine that He has sealed up, it will be removed and you will live to proclaim the works of God" Then he came and stood in front of me. He started to tell me how God was going to use me in
the future, and then he said,"God tells me one of your legs is longer than the other and that is why your back will not heal." There is no way this man
knew about how back my back was hurting. He said "God wants to heal you this morning, can I lay my hands on you and pray for you?" He got me
square in the chair and raised my feet up to show me my right leg was about one inch shorter than my left. As I watched and he stared to pray, I watched
my leg grow out to meet my left leg, then I started to feal this strange heat in my lower back, it traveled all the way to my head then it went down to my feet. When it finally stopped, I stood up and I was totally pain free and I still am almost five years later. Thank you Lord!The following Tuesday, my wife had her
yearly female checkup. That afternoon, they called her back to the office to have an ultrasound. Sure enough they found a growth on one of her ovaries
just as Pastor Johnson had said. Because he had said it would be removed, we choose to have the surgery. When the surgeon came out, he said,
"I have been doing this surgery for a long time, I saw something in your wife I have never seen before. She had a tumor the size of a grapefruit, but it was
sealed up in a yellow jelly and it could not spread to the rest of her body. He had found exactly what Pastor Johnson had said. God is so awsome.As you
can well imagine, we started attending Grace almost every time the doors were open. Over the next few months I began to get prophetic word after prophetic word about how God was going to use me as some kind of a prophet. I was raised in a Baptist church and I had never seen the kind of
things I was seeing. The gifts of the Spirit Of God were moving so
dramaticly, I was amazed to say the least. One of the prophecies I kept
hearing was that I would begin to hear the voice of God, I must say I
really did not believe them
but I continued to hear these words.
About four months later, we had a
traveling minister who came to speak. He was a
fiery little guy and he kept
using the word "sympathetic" in his message.
Each time he used this word, I
heard a voice form beyond my body say
"enthusiasm". Each time I would look
around to see where the voice was
coming from, but there was no one near me
saying anything. This happened
maybe ten times during that service. It happened
so many times that it
started to frighten me. It only happened when he used that
word and no
other time. When the service was over, I went to talk with Pastor
Johnson,
I told him what had happened, he just smiled and said "I told you you
will
start to hear the voice of God!" He told me to go home and find the word
"enthusiasm" in the Bible and come next Sunday and tell the church what you
heard. It was the first time I had ever been in front of a church, but as I read
from my Bible, all my nervousness went away and words came from my mouth
with no
effort at all. When I finished, I started to walk to my seat, I
said out loud
completely by surprise, some one here is supposed to Baptist
me in the Holy
Spirit today. To my surprise this older lady on the second
row stood up and said
"It is me!" That lady came up and laid her hands on
my head, and she started to
pray in her prayer language. I have tried to
describe what happened for the next
hour or so, but I really have no words
to describe it. I will say that was
the most intense time with God I have
ever had. I have listened to the tape of
the service they had that morning,
but I totally missed it. The next thing I
remember in the natural, my
friend Neal was shaking my shoulder and asking me if
I was alright. I tried
to talk to him, but nothing I said seemed to make any
sense.
Over the
next three years, I walked under one of the most awesome
anointing. In time
I will share all the awesome things God allowed me to
experience. Almost
every day for the next three years something special
happened.
The voice I spoke of continued
to come at the most unexpected times. But, I
guess I should start here. One
Sunday morning sitting in church Pastor Johnson
said to the congregation,
some one's hands are going to get hot, there is a man
with lung cancer here
that God wants to heal. As I sat there it started to feel
like my hands
were on fire, it was like someone had pulled my skin back and put
hot coals
under the skin. I stood up and said Pastor, I guess that is me. He had
the
man come to the front of the church and sit in a chair, and said for me to
lay my hands on him and pray. I started out praying in English but the next
thing I knew I was praying in a new language I had not known before that
morning. All of a sudden that man coughed and I watched as a black cloud came
out of his mouth. When that happened, the language I was praying in
stopped, so
I stopped. A few Sundays went by with no word about that man,
so I asked the
Pastor about him. Pastor said he had gone back to his doctor
and the cancer was
completely gone. I have never seen the man since, but I
will never forget the
language or the cloud coming from his mouth.
Not
long after that, I was
working one day. My wife and I are in the pest
control business, and I go into
homes to treat for insects. I walked into
this apartment in Litchfield and I
heard a voice say "There is a woman of
prayer in here and I want you to speak
with her." I looked around to see
who was speaking to me but there was no male
in the room. There were two
ladies in the room and the voice was a man's voice.
I could tell that they
had not heard the voice because they were having a
conversation and they
never looked up. As I got into the bed room where I was
alone, I said in a
quiet voice, "God if this is really you, there are two people
here and I
need to know who you want me to speak to." When I came into the room
they
were in' I some how knew who He meant, but they were still having a
conversation. As I was finishing my job there, I thought to my self, I must have
imagined all of this and I said goodbye and walked out of the door. I had
only
gone a few steps and God spoke in a much louder voice and said, "I
said I want
you to speak to that lady!" When He spoke this time it scared
me, so I sat my
things down and went back to knock on the door again. Sure
enough the lady I was
supposed to speak to came to the door. She was very
pleasant and I just asked her
if I could speak to her outside for a minute.
She came out and closed the door
behind her. I said to her, "Do you believe
God can give you a message through
some one else?" She said, " I do, I have
been a Pentacostal all my life, I have
heard of these things but it has
never happened to me before." As she was saying
that God said, "she has
been praying about her husband." So I just told her what
I was hearing and
her eyes got as big as fifty cent pieces. She said,"I have, my
husband has
become disabled, and I have to drive all the way from Georgetown to
here
each day for work. I have been praying that God would help me be more able
to take care of my husband." God spoke again and said, 'Tell her I have heard
her prayers and I am going to answer them!" When I told her what God had
said,
she hugged my neck and said words I will never forget. She said,
"Thank you for
being obedient." Then she turned and went back inside. I
have never seen that
lady again, but the next time I went to do service
there, the lady who owned the
apartment met me at the door. When I was
inside I asked her what had happened to
the lady who was there three months
earlier, she said, "The strangest thing
happened, that lady got a new job
she could do from home and it paid her so well
that she was able to buy a
new home to do it from." God had answered her prayers
completely.
Later
in the spring of that year I started playing softball with
a bunch of kids.
At the time I was fifty four years old and they were all in
their twenties.
After getting healed I thought I was young or something. Our
youngest son
knew how much I love playing ball so they asked me if I would like
to pitch
for their team. One night this young guy came to the plate, he must
have
been six foot, five and weighed two fifty or so. I threw him a inside pitch
and he hit that ball right back at me so hard I could not get out of the way of
it. That ball hit me in my lower leg and to this day I believe it broke my
leg.
I fell to the ground in pain and as I lay there I heard God say, "Get
up and
finish, I am going to heal you!" I looked around to see who was
speaking to me,
but again there was no one there. Shortly most of the team
was at my side asking
me if I was alright. I could not tell them about the
voice so I just got up and
told them I was ok. I can not describe how bad
my leg hurt, I could hardly stand
but I finished anyway. When I got home,
my wife saw me walking funny and asked
what had happened. I told her and
when I told her about the voice, she said you
know He will do what He says.
As I got ready to take my uniform off to see how
bad my leg was hurt the
voice of God came again. He said, "Do not look at it, do
not touch it, I am
going to heal it!" It was very hard to take a shower and not
touch it or
look at it because it hurt so bad. As I laid down that night, I just
prayed
and thanked Him for His voice and went to sleep. I thought I would wake
up
the next morning healed but , when I woke up it hurt worse and I told my
wife, I know I heard His voice but I cannot go to work like this. She said I
might have imagined it and maybe I should go to the doctor. I just laid
there
and prayed for a few minutes and God spoke again. He said,"Get up and
go to
work, I am going to heal you." So I got up, told my wife what He had
said, got
dressed and left for work. My leg was hurting so bad but I knew
God had said He
was going to heal it. My job that day was in a three story
condo
building in Surfside called the Channel Marker. There are no
elevators in this
building. When I pulled up in front of the building, I
just prayed and said,
"God I know I heard your voice, I am here, but I can
not do my job unless you
heal me." He spoke again and said, "Get out and go
to work, I am going to heal
you!" So I just got out and picked up my things
and started to limp towards the
building, after two or three steps my leg
just stopped hurting and it has never
hurt again to this day. When I got
home that afternoon, my wife asked me what
had happened and I told her
about it. We were thanking God and He spoke one more
time and said, "You
can look at it and touch it now." When I pulled my jeans up,
there was no
trace of any thing , no bruise, no stich marks, nothing. God is so
amazing!
Then came February 2008. An email just showed up on my computer from
Morning Star Ministries one day telling of a prophetic conference they were
having. I had never been to a conference before but I just could not stop
thinking I should be there. After talking with my wife about it, I decided
to go
see what this was all about. I took one of the guys from Grace, Clay
Talbot and
we headed up to Fort Mill. As we got near the exit I started to
feel the same
feeling I had felt the first day I crossed the threshold of
Grace. I do not know
how to explain the feeling other than to say it is
God's way of showing me I am
in the right place at the right time. By the
time we walked into Morning Star,
That feeling was so strong I could hardly
move and I knew something special was
about to happen. The first day of the
conference was awesome, The praise and
worship just blew me away. The
teaching by Bobby Conner was just inspiring.
Then came Friday morning. I
woke up very early in the morning and could not go
back to sleep. Clay was
sleeping soundly if you get my drift. I decided to go
down and find some
coffee and pray and read the Bible as I usually start my
days. I laid my
Bible down in a chair and went to the coffee machine. As I stood
looking
around, I decided to go look around main street there before I went to
pray. I had walked maybe fifty yards from the coffee machine just talking with
God, I heard Him say, "Go back to the coffee machine." I looked around to
see
who was talking to me and again there was no one there. I just said,
"God if
this is really you again, I have a full cup of coffee." He spoke
again and
said,"Go back to the coffee machine, there is someone I want you
to pray for."
As I turned to look, there was no one at the coffee machine,
but I just started
walking back like He had said. As I came to the machine,
a young lady came
walking up. I did not know what else to do so I just
asked her if she had been
praying for something special. She looked at me
kind of funny and said in this
Irish accent, "I have, I came to this
country to have back surgery last year in
Virginia. She said they had put
two steel rods in her back to support her spine
and she was in so much pain
that she had come here praying God would heal her. I
told her about what
God had said to me and asked her if I could lay my hands on
her and pray
for her healing. She agreed and I put my hands on her neck behind
her head
and just started praying this simple prayer. The next thing I knew, I
felt
like electricity was running through my body into hers. I do not know of
any other way to explain what I was feeling. Her face completely changed as this
was happening. She had the biggest smile I have ever seen. When the power
stopped I just let go of her. We stood there talking for a couple of
minutes
and she left. As she was walking away, God said, "You are not
finished yet, one
of her legs is longer than the other and I want you to
pray for that too." I had
to go and catch her as she was walking away. I
told her what God had said and
she agreed to sit down and see what would
happen next. I asked her to sit
squarely in the chair and I raised her feet
up. Sure enough, her right leg was
shorter than her left. We both watched
as I prayed and her right leg grew out to
meet her left. It was so awesome
to watch God move in her. When we finished she
went her way and I went
mine. There is no way to describe how I felt at that
moment. A few hours
later I saw her during the morning praise and worship with
both hands in
the air, jumping up and down like a child. I knew then that she
was healed
but I never thought I would see her again. I came back to Grace the
following week and told the story to the church. I think some people believed me
and I think some did not.
In August of 2008 Todd Bentley was coming to
Morning Star to speak. He had been in Florida for months having a revival
that
was on God TV every night. I knew I wanted to hear him speak so a
group from our
church decided to go. On 8-8-08 there were some 8'000 to
10'000 people in the
crowd out side behind the church. I had never been in
such a crowd of people so
hungry to see God move. Our seats were so far
back from the stage that I could
not see very well. I told the people I was
with, "I am a child of the seventies,
I am going up near the stage to be
able to see better. I worked my way to within
fifteen feet of the stage. It
was so crowded, it was shoulder to shoulder
people. All of a sudden,
someone tapped me on my shoulder and as I turned to see
who it was, there
stood that lady whom I had prayed for back in February right
there beside
me. She told me, two weeks after I had prayed for her, she went
back to her
doctor. They wanted to plan her next surgery. She said she went in
and told
them how God had healed her and she had no need for any thing more. The
doctor did not believe her so they put her on an x-ray machine. The x-ray not
only showed her back completely healed, but those two steel rods they had
put
there were completely gone. God had allowed me to hear what an awesome
thing He
had done. To this day I do not know that lady's name, but you can
understand why
I am willing to pray for any one at any
time.
I have seen God heal so many
people it would take forever to tell
you about them all. He has not healed every
one whom I have prayed for but
He has healed most of them. I just say God is who
He is and He does what He
wants when He wants to.
Jim Jarrell
Only God knows why He has decided to do the things I will tell you about, but
I promise all that I tell you will be true.
In August of 1989, after some fifteen years of drug abuse and living in the
world of sex, drugs, and rock and roll, I overdosed on cocaine one night and had
laid down to die. As I lay there in my bed having siezers, God sent an angel to
me and ask me if I wanted to live or die. To this day 21 years later, I can
still describe this angel to the letter. When he asked me, I remember laying
there and thinking about how to answer his question. My life was a mess to say
the least. I decided if God thought enough of me to send an angel to me, maybe I
should choose to live and that is what I told him. He responded with, "Go and
change your life!" and I do not remember anything after that. That night was the
beginning of my new life.
God has taken me from laying in a ditch to giving
me everything a person in life could possably want. There is not room or time to
describe all that He has done for me over the last 21 years. I have known since
that night that God had a call on my life and in time He would show me what He
has called me to.
In December 2005, this new phase of my life began. One
night while sitting on my back porch thinking about how to deal with a problem
with one of my children, I processed a very distinct thought. A few seconds
later, my cell phone rang. The guy on the phone said," Jim, God tells me you are
thinking this" and he quoted my thought word for word. No one had ever done
anything like that before. He followed up that statement with, "God wants you to
come to our church, He has a Purpose for you there." If you can tell me what I
am thinking, you can get my attension quickly.
I told my wife what had
happened and we decided to go out to Grace Tabernacle the following Sunday. I do
not know how to describe what I felt when I crossed the threshold of the door
except to say that God some how laid His hand on me. I felt a peace that can not
be described. After the praise and worship was over and Pastor Johnson began to
teach on the gifts of the spirit, he had been speaking maybe fifteen miniutes,
and he just stoped. He said, "God just spoke to me and He wants to minister to
someone here today." He came and stood in front of my wife and I, and he asked
us to come to the front of the church. I must tell you here, he did not know us
or anything about us. He had us sit in chairs in front of the congragation, and
he started to pray in a language I had never heard before. When he finished, he
came and stood in front of my wife. He said to her, "God tells me there is a
history of female cancer in you family. He wants you to know there is a groth in
you abdomine that He has sealed up, it will be removed and you will live to
proclaim the works of God"
Then he came and stood in front of me. He started
to tell me how God was going to use me in the future, and then he said,"God
tells me one of your legs is longer than the other and that is why your back
will not heal." There is no way this man knew about how back my back was
hurting. He said "God wants to heal you this morning, can I lay my hands on you
and pray for you?" He got me square in the chair and raised my feet up to show
me my right leg was about one inch shorter than my left. As I watched and he
stared to pray, I watched my leg grow out to meet my left leg, then I started to
feal this strange heat in my lower back, it traveled all the way to my head then
it went down to my feet. When it finally stopped, I stood up and I was totally
pain free and I still am almost five years later. Thank you Lord!
The
following Tuesday, my wife had her yearly female checkup. That afternoon, they
called her back to the office to have an ultrasound. Sure enough they found a
growth on one of her ovaries just as Pastor Johnson had said. Because he had said
it would be removed, we choose to have the surgery. When the surgeon came out,
he said, "I have been doing this surgery for a long time, I saw something in
your wife I have never seen before. She had a tumor the size of a grapefruit,
but it was sealed up in a yellow jelly and it could not spread to the rest of
her body. He had found exactly what Pastor Johnson had said. God is so
awsome.
As you can well imagine, we started attending Grace almost every time
the doors were open. Over the next few months I began to get prophetic word
after prophetic word about how God was going to use me as some kind of a
prophet. I was raised in a Baptist church and I had never seen the kind of
things I was seeing. The gifts of the Spirit Of God were moving so dramaticly, I
was amazed to say the least. One of the prophecies I kept hearing was that I
would begin to hear the voice of God, I must say I really did not believe them
but I continued to hear these words.
About four months later, we had a
traveling minister who came to speak. He was a fiery little guy and he kept
using the word "sympathetic" in his message. Each time he used this word, I
heard a voice form beyond my body say "enthusiasm". Each time I would look
around to see where the voice was coming from, but there was no one near me
saying anything. This happened maybe ten times during that service. It happened
so many times that it started to frighten me. It only happened when he used that
word and no other time. When the service was over, I went to talk with Pastor
Johnson, I told him what had happened, he just smiled and said "I told you you
will start to hear the voice of God!" He told me to go home and find the word
"enthusiasm" in the Bible and come next Sunday and tell the church what you
heard. It was the first time I had ever been in front of a church, but as I read
from my Bible, all my nervousness went away and words came from my mouth with no
effort at all. When I finished, I started to walk to my seat, I said out loud
completely by surprise, some one here is supposed to Baptist me in the Holy
Spirit today. To my surprise this older lady on the second row stood up and said
"It is me!" That lady came up and laid her hands on my head, and she started to
pray in her prayer language. I have tried to describe what happened for the next
hour or so, but I really have no words to describe it. I will say that was
the most intense time with God I have ever had. I have listened to the tape of
the service they had that morning, but I totally missed it. The next thing I
remember in the natural, my friend Neal was shaking my shoulder and asking me if
I was alright. I tried to talk to him, but nothing I said seemed to make any
sense.
Over the next three years, I walked under one of the most awesome
anointing. In time I will share all the awesome things God allowed me to
experience. Almost every day for the next three years something special
happened.
The voice I spoke of continued to come at the most unexpected times. But, I
guess I should start here. One Sunday morning sitting in church Pastor Johnson
said to the congregation, some one's hands are going to get hot, there is a man
with lung cancer here that God wants to heal. As I sat there it started to feel
like my hands were on fire, it was like someone had pulled my skin back and put
hot coals under the skin. I stood up and said Pastor, I guess that is me. He had
the man come to the front of the church and sit in a chair, and said for me to
lay my hands on him and pray. I started out praying in English but the next
thing I knew I was praying in a new language I had not known before that
morning. All of a sudden that man coughed and I watched as a black cloud came
out of his mouth. When that happened, the language I was praying in stopped, so
I stopped. A few Sundays went by with no word about that man, so I asked the
Pastor about him. Pastor said he had gone back to his doctor and the cancer was
completely gone. I have never seen the man since, but I will never forget the
language or the cloud coming from his mouth.
Not long after that, I was
working one day. My wife and I are in the pest control business, and I go into
homes to treat for insects. I walked into this apartment in Litchfield and I
heard a voice say "There is a woman of prayer in here and I want you to speak
with her." I looked around to see who was speaking to me but there was no male
in the room. There were two ladies in the room and the voice was a man's voice.
I could tell that they had not heard the voice because they were having a
conversation and they never looked up. As I got into the bed room where I was
alone, I said in a quiet voice, "God if this is really you, there are two people
here and I need to know who you want me to speak to." When I came into the room
they were in' I some how knew who He meant, but they were still having a
conversation. As I was finishing my job there, I thought to my self, I must have
imagined all of this and I said goodbye and walked out of the door. I had only
gone a few steps and God spoke in a much louder voice and said, "I said I want
you to speak to that lady!" When He spoke this time it scared me, so I sat my
things down and went back to knock on the door again. Sure enough the lady I was
supposed to speak to came to the door. She was very pleasant and I just asked her
if I could speak to her outside for a minute. She came out and closed the door
behind her. I said to her, "Do you believe God can give you a message through
some one else?" She said, " I do, I have been a Pentacostal all my life, I have
heard of these things but it has never happened to me before." As she was saying
that God said, "she has been praying about her husband." So I just told her what
I was hearing and her eyes got as big as fifty cent pieces. She said,"I have, my
husband has become disabled, and I have to drive all the way from Georgetown to
here each day for work. I have been praying that God would help me be more able
to take care of my husband." God spoke again and said, 'Tell her I have heard
her prayers and I am going to answer them!" When I told her what God had said,
she hugged my neck and said words I will never forget. She said, "Thank you for
being obedient." Then she turned and went back inside. I have never seen that
lady again, but the next time I went to do service there, the lady who owned the
apartment met me at the door. When I was inside I asked her what had happened to
the lady who was there three months earlier, she said, "The strangest thing
happened, that lady got a new job she could do from home and it paid her so well
that she was able to buy a new home to do it from." God had answered her prayers
completely.
Later in the spring of that year I started playing softball with
a bunch of kids. At the time I was fifty four years old and they were all in
their twenties. After getting healed I thought I was young or something. Our
youngest son knew how much I love playing ball so they asked me if I would like
to pitch for their team. One night this young guy came to the plate, he must
have been six foot, five and weighed two fifty or so. I threw him a inside pitch
and he hit that ball right back at me so hard I could not get out of the way of
it. That ball hit me in my lower leg and to this day I believe it broke my leg.
I fell to the ground in pain and as I lay there I heard God say, "Get up and
finish, I am going to heal you!" I looked around to see who was speaking to me,
but again there was no one there. Shortly most of the team was at my side asking
me if I was alright. I could not tell them about the voice so I just got up and
told them I was ok. I can not describe how bad my leg hurt, I could hardly stand
but I finished anyway. When I got home, my wife saw me walking funny and asked
what had happened. I told her and when I told her about the voice, she said you
know He will do what He says. As I got ready to take my uniform off to see how
bad my leg was hurt the voice of God came again. He said, "Do not look at it, do
not touch it, I am going to heal it!" It was very hard to take a shower and not
touch it or look at it because it hurt so bad. As I laid down that night, I just
prayed and thanked Him for His voice and went to sleep. I thought I would wake
up the next morning healed but , when I woke up it hurt worse and I told my
wife, I know I heard His voice but I cannot go to work like this. She said I
might have imagined it and maybe I should go to the doctor. I just laid there
and prayed for a few minutes and God spoke again. He said,"Get up and go to
work, I am going to heal you." So I got up, told my wife what He had said, got
dressed and left for work. My leg was hurting so bad but I knew God had said He
was going to heal it. My job that day was in a three story condo
building in Surfside called the Channel Marker. There are no elevators in this
building. When I pulled up in front of the building, I just prayed and said,
"God I know I heard your voice, I am here, but I can not do my job unless you
heal me." He spoke again and said, "Get out and go to work, I am going to heal
you!" So I just got out and picked up my things and started to limp towards the
building, after two or three steps my leg just stopped hurting and it has never
hurt again to this day. When I got home that afternoon, my wife asked me what
had happened and I told her about it. We were thanking God and He spoke one more
time and said, "You can look at it and touch it now." When I pulled my jeans up,
there was no trace of any thing , no bruise, no stich marks, nothing. God is so
amazing!
Then came February 2008. An email just showed up on my computer from
Morning Star Ministries one day telling of a prophetic conference they were
having. I had never been to a conference before but I just could not stop
thinking I should be there. After talking with my wife about it, I decided to go
see what this was all about. I took one of the guys from Grace, Clay Talbot and
we headed up to Fort Mill. As we got near the exit I started to feel the same
feeling I had felt the first day I crossed the threshold of Grace. I do not know
how to explain the feeling other than to say it is God's way of showing me I am
in the right place at the right time. By the time we walked into Morning Star,
That feeling was so strong I could hardly move and I knew something special was
about to happen. The first day of the conference was awesome, The praise and
worship just blew me away. The teaching by Bobby Conner was just inspiring.
Then came Friday morning. I woke up very early in the morning and could not go
back to sleep. Clay was sleeping soundly if you get my drift. I decided to go
down and find some coffee and pray and read the Bible as I usually start my
days. I laid my Bible down in a chair and went to the coffee machine. As I stood
looking around, I decided to go look around main street there before I went to
pray. I had walked maybe fifty yards from the coffee machine just talking with
God, I heard Him say, "Go back to the coffee machine." I looked around to see
who was talking to me and again there was no one there. I just said, "God if
this is really you again, I have a full cup of coffee." He spoke again and
said,"Go back to the coffee machine, there is someone I want you to pray for."
As I turned to look, there was no one at the coffee machine, but I just started
walking back like He had said. As I came to the machine, a young lady came
walking up. I did not know what else to do so I just asked her if she had been
praying for something special. She looked at me kind of funny and said in this
Irish accent, "I have, I came to this country to have back surgery last year in
Virginia. She said they had put two steel rods in her back to support her spine
and she was in so much pain that she had come here praying God would heal her. I
told her about what God had said to me and asked her if I could lay my hands on
her and pray for her healing. She agreed and I put my hands on her neck behind
her head and just started praying this simple prayer. The next thing I knew, I
felt like electricity was running through my body into hers. I do not know of
any other way to explain what I was feeling. Her face completely changed as this
was happening. She had the biggest smile I have ever seen. When the power
stopped I just let go of her. We stood there talking for a couple of minutes
and she left. As she was walking away, God said, "You are not finished yet, one
of her legs is longer than the other and I want you to pray for that too." I had
to go and catch her as she was walking away. I told her what God had said and
she agreed to sit down and see what would happen next. I asked her to sit
squarely in the chair and I raised her feet up. Sure enough, her right leg was
shorter than her left. We both watched as I prayed and her right leg grew out to
meet her left. It was so awesome to watch God move in her. When we finished she
went her way and I went mine. There is no way to describe how I felt at that
moment. A few hours later I saw her during the morning praise and worship with
both hands in the air, jumping up and down like a child. I knew then that she
was healed but I never thought I would see her again. I came back to Grace the
following week and told the story to the church. I think some people believed me
and I think some did not.
In August of 2008 Todd Bentley was coming to
Morning Star to speak. He had been in Florida for months having a revival that
was on God TV every night. I knew I wanted to hear him speak so a group from our
church decided to go. On 8-8-08 there were some 8'000 to 10'000 people in the
crowd out side behind the church. I had never been in such a crowd of people so
hungry to see God move. Our seats were so far back from the stage that I could
not see very well. I told the people I was with, "I am a child of the seventies,
I am going up near the stage to be able to see better. I worked my way to within
fifteen feet of the stage. It was so crowded, it was shoulder to shoulder
people. All of a sudden, someone tapped me on my shoulder and as I turned to see
who it was, there stood that lady whom I had prayed for back in February right
there beside me. She told me, two weeks after I had prayed for her, she went
back to her doctor. They wanted to plan her next surgery. She said she went in
and told them how God had healed her and she had no need for any thing more. The
doctor did not believe her so they put her on an x-ray machine. The x-ray not
only showed her back completely healed, but those two steel rods they had put
there were completely gone. God had allowed me to hear what an awesome thing He
had done. To this day I do not know that lady's name, but you can understand why
I am willing to pray for any one at any time.
I have seen God heal so many
people it would take forever to tell you about them all. He has not healed every
one whom I have prayed for but He has healed most of them. I just say God is who
He is and He does what He wants when He wants to.
Only God knows why He has decided to do the things I will tell you about, but
I promise all that I tell you will be true.
In August of 1989, after some fifteen years of drug abuse and living in the
world of sex, drugs, and rock and roll, I overdosed on cocaine one night and had
laid down to die. As I lay there in my bed having siezers, God sent an angel to
me and ask me if I wanted to live or die. To this day 21 years later, I can
still describe this angel to the letter. When he asked me, I remember laying
there and thinking about how to answer his question. My life was a mess to say
the least. I decided if God thought enough of me to send an angel to me, maybe I
should choose to live and that is what I told him. He responded with, "Go and
change your life!" and I do not remember anything after that. That night was the
beginning of my new life.
God has taken me from laying in a ditch to giving
me everything a person in life could possably want. There is not room or time to
describe all that He has done for me over the last 21 years. I have known since
that night that God had a call on my life and in time He would show me what He
has called me to.
In December 2005, this new phase of my life began. One
night while sitting on my back porch thinking about how to deal with a problem
with one of my children, I processed a very distinct thought. A few seconds
later, my cell phone rang. The guy on the phone said," Jim, God tells me you are
thinking this" and he quoted my thought word for word. No one had ever done
anything like that before. He followed up that statement with, "God wants you to
come to our church, He has a Purpose for you there." If you can tell me what I
am thinking, you can get my attension quickly.
I told my wife what had
happened and we decided to go out to Grace Tabernacle the following Sunday. I do
not know how to describe what I felt when I crossed the threshold of the door
except to say that God some how laid His hand on me. I felt a peace that can not
be described. After the praise and worship was over and Pastor Johnson began to
teach on the gifts of the spirit, he had been speaking maybe fifteen miniutes,
and he just stoped. He said, "God just spoke to me and He wants to minister to
someone here today." He came and stood in front of my wife and I, and he asked
us to come to the front of the church. I must tell you here, he did not know us
or anything about us. He had us sit in chairs in front of the congragation, and
he started to pray in a language I had never heard before. When he finished, he
came and stood in front of my wife. He said to her, "God tells me there is a
history of female cancer in you family. He wants you to know there is a groth in
you abdomine that He has sealed up, it will be removed and you will live to
proclaim the works of God"
Then he came and stood in front of me. He started
to tell me how God was going to use me in the future, and then he said,"God
tells me one of your legs is longer than the other and that is why your back
will not heal." There is no way this man knew about how back my back was
hurting. He said "God wants to heal you this morning, can I lay my hands on you
and pray for you?" He got me square in the chair and raised my feet up to show
me my right leg was about one inch shorter than my left. As I watched and he
stared to pray, I watched my leg grow out to meet my left leg, then I started to
feal this strange heat in my lower back, it traveled all the way to my head then
it went down to my feet. When it finally stopped, I stood up and I was totally
pain free and I still am almost five years later. Thank you Lord!
The
following Tuesday, my wife had her yearly female checkup. That afternoon, they
called her back to the office to have an ultrasound. Sure enough they found a
growth on one of her ovaries just as Pastor Johnson had said. Because he had said
it would be removed, we choose to have the surgery. When the surgeon came out,
he said, "I have been doing this surgery for a long time, I saw something in
your wife I have never seen before. She had a tumor the size of a grapefruit,
but it was sealed up in a yellow jelly and it could not spread to the rest of
her body. He had found exactly what Pastor Johnson had said. God is so
awsome.
As you can well imagine, we started attending Grace almost every time
the doors were open. Over the next few months I began to get prophetic word
after prophetic word about how God was going to use me as some kind of a
prophet. I was raised in a Baptist church and I had never seen the kind of
things I was seeing. The gifts of the Spirit Of God were moving so dramaticly, I
was amazed to say the least. One of the prophecies I kept hearing was that I
would begin to hear the voice of God, I must say I really did not believe them
but I continued to hear these words.
About four months later, we had a
traveling minister who came to speak. He was a fiery little guy and he kept
using the word "sympathetic" in his message. Each time he used this word, I
heard a voice form beyond my body say "enthusiasm". Each time I would look
around to see where the voice was coming from, but there was no one near me
saying anything. This happened maybe ten times during that service. It happened
so many times that it started to frighten me. It only happened when he used that
word and no other time. When the service was over, I went to talk with Pastor
Johnson, I told him what had happened, he just smiled and said "I told you you
will start to hear the voice of God!" He told me to go home and find the word
"enthusiasm" in the Bible and come next Sunday and tell the church what you
heard. It was the first time I had ever been in front of a church, but as I read
from my Bible, all my nervousness went away and words came from my mouth with no
effort at all. When I finished, I started to walk to my seat, I said out loud
completely by surprise, some one here is supposed to Baptist me in the Holy
Spirit today. To my surprise this older lady on the second row stood up and said
"It is me!" That lady came up and laid her hands on my head, and she started to
pray in her prayer language. I have tried to describe what happened for the next
hour or so, but I really have no words to describe it. I will say that was
the most intense time with God I have ever had. I have listened to the tape of
the service they had that morning, but I totally missed it. The next thing I
remember in the natural, my friend Neal was shaking my shoulder and asking me if
I was alright. I tried to talk to him, but nothing I said seemed to make any
sense.
Over the next three years, I walked under one of the most awesome
anointing. In time I will share all the awesome things God allowed me to
experience. Almost every day for the next three years something special
happened.
The voice I spoke of continued to come at the most unexpected times. But, I
guess I should start here. One Sunday morning sitting in church Pastor Johnson
said to the congregation, some one's hands are going to get hot, there is a man
with lung cancer here that God wants to heal. As I sat there it started to feel
like my hands were on fire, it was like someone had pulled my skin back and put
hot coals under the skin. I stood up and said Pastor, I guess that is me. He had
the man come to the front of the church and sit in a chair, and said for me to
lay my hands on him and pray. I started out praying in English but the next
thing I knew I was praying in a new language I had not known before that
morning. All of a sudden that man coughed and I watched as a black cloud came
out of his mouth. When that happened, the language I was praying in stopped, so
I stopped. A few Sundays went by with no word about that man, so I asked the
Pastor about him. Pastor said he had gone back to his doctor and the cancer was
completely gone. I have never seen the man since, but I will never forget the
language or the cloud coming from his mouth.
Not long after that, I was
working one day. My wife and I are in the pest control business, and I go into
homes to treat for insects. I walked into this apartment in Litchfield and I
heard a voice say "There is a woman of prayer in here and I want you to speak
with her." I looked around to see who was speaking to me but there was no male
in the room. There were two ladies in the room and the voice was a man's voice.
I could tell that they had not heard the voice because they were having a
conversation and they never looked up. As I got into the bed room where I was
alone, I said in a quiet voice, "God if this is really you, there are two people
here and I need to know who you want me to speak to." When I came into the room
they were in' I some how knew who He meant, but they were still having a
conversation. As I was finishing my job there, I thought to my self, I must have
imagined all of this and I said goodbye and walked out of the door. I had only
gone a few steps and God spoke in a much louder voice and said, "I said I want
you to speak to that lady!" When He spoke this time it scared me, so I sat my
things down and went back to knock on the door again. Sure enough the lady I was
supposed to speak to came to the door. She was very pleasant and I just asked her
if I could speak to her outside for a minute. She came out and closed the door
behind her. I said to her, "Do you believe God can give you a message through
some one else?" She said, " I do, I have been a Pentacostal all my life, I have
heard of these things but it has never happened to me before." As she was saying
that God said, "she has been praying about her husband." So I just told her what
I was hearing and her eyes got as big as fifty cent pieces. She said,"I have, my
husband has become disabled, and I have to drive all the way from Georgetown to
here each day for work. I have been praying that God would help me be more able
to take care of my husband." God spoke again and said, 'Tell her I have heard
her prayers and I am going to answer them!" When I told her what God had said,
she hugged my neck and said words I will never forget. She said, "Thank you for
being obedient." Then she turned and went back inside. I have never seen that
lady again, but the next time I went to do service there, the lady who owned the
apartment met me at the door. When I was inside I asked her what had happened to
the lady who was there three months earlier, she said, "The strangest thing
happened, that lady got a new job she could do from home and it paid her so well
that she was able to buy a new home to do it from." God had answered her prayers
completely.
Later in the spring of that year I started playing softball with
a bunch of kids. At the time I was fifty four years old and they were all in
their twenties. After getting healed I thought I was young or something. Our
youngest son knew how much I love playing ball so they asked me if I would like
to pitch for their team. One night this young guy came to the plate, he must
have been six foot, five and weighed two fifty or so. I threw him a inside pitch
and he hit that ball right back at me so hard I could not get out of the way of
it. That ball hit me in my lower leg and to this day I believe it broke my leg.
I fell to the ground in pain and as I lay there I heard God say, "Get up and
finish, I am going to heal you!" I looked around to see who was speaking to me,
but again there was no one there. Shortly most of the team was at my side asking
me if I was alright. I could not tell them about the voice so I just got up and
told them I was ok. I can not describe how bad my leg hurt, I could hardly stand
but I finished anyway. When I got home, my wife saw me walking funny and asked
what had happened. I told her and when I told her about the voice, she said you
know He will do what He says. As I got ready to take my uniform off to see how
bad my leg was hurt the voice of God came again. He said, "Do not look at it, do
not touch it, I am going to heal it!" It was very hard to take a shower and not
touch it or look at it because it hurt so bad. As I laid down that night, I just
prayed and thanked Him for His voice and went to sleep. I thought I would wake
up the next morning healed but , when I woke up it hurt worse and I told my
wife, I know I heard His voice but I cannot go to work like this. She said I
might have imagined it and maybe I should go to the doctor. I just laid there
and prayed for a few minutes and God spoke again. He said,"Get up and go to
work, I am going to heal you." So I got up, told my wife what He had said, got
dressed and left for work. My leg was hurting so bad but I knew God had said He
was going to heal it. My job that day was in a three story condo
building in Surfside called the Channel Marker. There are no elevators in this
building. When I pulled up in front of the building, I just prayed and said,
"God I know I heard your voice, I am here, but I can not do my job unless you
heal me." He spoke again and said, "Get out and go to work, I am going to heal
you!" So I just got out and picked up my things and started to limp towards the
building, after two or three steps my leg just stopped hurting and it has never
hurt again to this day. When I got home that afternoon, my wife asked me what
had happened and I told her about it. We were thanking God and He spoke one more
time and said, "You can look at it and touch it now." When I pulled my jeans up,
there was no trace of any thing , no bruise, no stich marks, nothing. God is so
amazing!
Then came February 2008. An email just showed up on my computer from
Morning Star Ministries one day telling of a prophetic conference they were
having. I had never been to a conference before but I just could not stop
thinking I should be there. After talking with my wife about it, I decided to go
see what this was all about. I took one of the guys from Grace, Clay Talbot and
we headed up to Fort Mill. As we got near the exit I started to feel the same
feeling I had felt the first day I crossed the threshold of Grace. I do not know
how to explain the feeling other than to say it is God's way of showing me I am
in the right place at the right time. By the time we walked into Morning Star,
That feeling was so strong I could hardly move and I knew something special was
about to happen. The first day of the conference was awesome, The praise and
worship just blew me away. The teaching by Bobby Conner was just inspiring.
Then came Friday morning. I woke up very early in the morning and could not go
back to sleep. Clay was sleeping soundly if you get my drift. I decided to go
down and find some coffee and pray and read the Bible as I usually start my
days. I laid my Bible down in a chair and went to the coffee machine. As I stood
looking around, I decided to go look around main street there before I went to
pray. I had walked maybe fifty yards from the coffee machine just talking with
God, I heard Him say, "Go back to the coffee machine." I looked around to see
who was talking to me and again there was no one there. I just said, "God if
this is really you again, I have a full cup of coffee." He spoke again and
said,"Go back to the coffee machine, there is someone I want you to pray for."
As I turned to look, there was no one at the coffee machine, but I just started
walking back like He had said. As I came to the machine, a young lady came
walking up. I did not know what else to do so I just asked her if she had been
praying for something special. She looked at me kind of funny and said in this
Irish accent, "I have, I came to this country to have back surgery last year in
Virginia. She said they had put two steel rods in her back to support her spine
and she was in so much pain that she had come here praying God would heal her. I
told her about what God had said to me and asked her if I could lay my hands on
her and pray for her healing. She agreed and I put my hands on her neck behind
her head and just started praying this simple prayer. The next thing I knew, I
felt like electricity was running through my body into hers. I do not know of
any other way to explain what I was feeling. Her face completely changed as this
was happening. She had the biggest smile I have ever seen. When the power
stopped I just let go of her. We stood there talking for a couple of minutes
and she left. As she was walking away, God said, "You are not finished yet, one
of her legs is longer than the other and I want you to pray for that too." I had
to go and catch her as she was walking away. I told her what God had said and
she agreed to sit down and see what would happen next. I asked her to sit
squarely in the chair and I raised her feet up. Sure enough, her right leg was
shorter than her left. We both watched as I prayed and her right leg grew out to
meet her left. It was so awesome to watch God move in her. When we finished she
went her way and I went mine. There is no way to describe how I felt at that
moment. A few hours later I saw her during the morning praise and worship with
both hands in the air, jumping up and down like a child. I knew then that she
was healed but I never thought I would see her again. I came back to Grace the
following week and told the story to the church. I think some people believed me
and I think some did not.
In August of 2008 Todd Bentley was coming to
Morning Star to speak. He had been in Florida for months having a revival that
was on God TV every night. I knew I wanted to hear him speak so a group from our
church decided to go. On 8-8-08 there were some 8'000 to 10'000 people in the
crowd out side behind the church. I had never been in such a crowd of people so
hungry to see God move. Our seats were so far back from the stage that I could
not see very well. I told the people I was with, "I am a child of the seventies,
I am going up near the stage to be able to see better. I worked my way to within
fifteen feet of the stage. It was so crowded, it was shoulder to shoulder
people. All of a sudden, someone tapped me on my shoulder and as I turned to see
who it was, there stood that lady whom I had prayed for back in February right
there beside me. She told me, two weeks after I had prayed for her, she went
back to her doctor. They wanted to plan her next surgery. She said she went in
and told them how God had healed her and she had no need for any thing more. The
doctor did not believe her so they put her on an x-ray machine. The x-ray not
only showed her back completely healed, but those two steel rods they had put
there were completely gone. God had allowed me to hear what an awesome thing He
had done. To this day I do not know that lady's name, but you can understand why
I am willing to pray for any one at any time.
I have seen God heal so many
people it would take forever to tell you about them all. He has not healed every
one whom I have prayed for but He has healed most of them. I just say God is who
He is and He does what He wants when He wants to.