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Will Jesus Heal My Daddy Too?
We walked down the shadowed narrow crooked track and
found a small open fronted store that would make and sell coffee. There is room
for about 6 people standing in the unlit space at the back and a bench for two
people to squeeze on to at the front. That’s where Jo & I sat. Many people
have followed us here because of the message and the miracles they heard and
saw at the last stop. So, now the small entrance to the this small family store
is jammed to packed with inquiring faces . The owners of the store look a bit
bewildered at this new and unusual activity. Meanwhile Jo, Jun & I try to
look normal as we wait for the very sweet coffee they serve here. There are
several youth there already, late teens, early twenties. One asks why we are
there, we share the message of Christ and His cross and soon heads are bowed
and they are receiving Jesus as their personal saviour.
Surprisingly, later that night, right across the mountain
at our evening outreach several of these young people travelled through the mud
and the dark to be there and hardly wanted to leave at the end. They asked if
we could come and see them again. One has since text several times to say she
can’t stop reading the bible, doesn’t know what’s happened to her. Her life
suddenly seems wonderful.
While we are there a young boy called Afril, 14 years
old, spends his day lifting 80lb loads up and down the mountain for 50p/75c a
trip, one of the team spoke to him along the way. He had a huge lump on his
neck, Vennie prayed with him and it immediately shrunk by about 50% then he ran
off.
He now pressed through the crowd at the door of our coffee
shop and asked “Can my dad be healed too”? I found that very moving that this
young lad would run home to get his daddy knowing that they both shared the
same gruelling lifestyle and same back pain and injuries. The dad had put down his load and came to
where we were in the hope that Jesus could help also.
I followed Afril back out through the people on to the
street and there was the humble bowed man, the boys father, shaking him by the
hand. I asked the wizened man, how old he was “54” was the reply, I felt broken
as I’m a year older than this man yet our lives are very different. Mine is so
blessed and fulfilled his is backbreaking everyday just so they can earn enough
to eat. I asked through the interpreter what was wrong and as expected several
chronic back injuries, Jun spoke with Him explaining that Jesus wanted to lift
the burden of guilt and sin. He nodded enthusiastically then prayed with Jun to
accept Christ as His personal saviour. Then we prayed asking Jesus to heal his
back, in a moment a broad smile crossed his face as he reported feeling warm
and all the pain left Him. Jesus was right there on this dirty street, healing
this man so as his life could be a bit more bearable.
I truly praise God for all the miracle healings we see in
the city in the churches, but there is something profoundly humbling when you
see Jesus touch them right in the midst of their suffering. What a gracious God
we serve.
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