The manager overheard a conversation where Jennifer invited Herbert and me to an in-home Bible study group.
Chris D, our manager, was also ahead witch in the area. He was over 12 covens. He preceded to tell us how weak Christians were and how his master was greater than ours. He also said that he knew that Herbert listened to music like Metallica, Def Lepperd, and other bands like them and how Herbert was more loyal to worshipping his master than the God he claimed to worship.
Herbert never let it be known that he was a Christian again.
I accepted the invitation to the Bible study and was looking forward to the next meeting. All was well at the beginning. There were about 10 couples that attended. We studied the Old Testament Prophets, took prayer requests, and began to pray for the requests when Jennifer started to stand up in the recliner. This seemed odd enough, but then her feet rose above the chair and she made the universal "pray" hand gesture. So we all said, "In the name of Jesus, let her go!" She then in a thud, flipping the recliner over. Jennifer then rejoined us in prayer, and we all went home.
The next day, Chris asked Jennifer and me if we enjoyed his little visit. Jennifer and I looked at each other and didn't say a word. He then told us, including Herbert, that we talked faith, but didn't truly believe that our master would come through. As he was talking, he stuck his arm in a fryer that read 400° saying, "this is what real power looks like." From that point on we prayed for Chris' salvation during the meetings.
One day as I was traveling down the interstate, going 70 mph, alone in my car, Chris materialized in my passenger seat. I couldn't slam on the brakes and pull over fast enough! I had never heard of astral projection before, and this is the only time I witnessed it.
Over the next few months, I was confronted by several witches, but we kept praying for Chris. I came into work one afternoon and Chris was in his office weeping. The Lord had gotten a hold of him, and Chris gave his life to him.
At this point in the ministry, I was not ordained, even though I had been ministering for 11 years. A ministry 20 miles away asked me to come on board and wanted to ordain me, and I gladly accepted.
The ministry had taken a civil war jail and converted it to a mission with individual rooms, 2 locker rooms, a kitchen and a chapel.
I was volunteered as the area Evangelist. I held a weekly Bible study for those that came to the mission. We also went to the streets of Atlanta, Columbus, Georgia and the local Warm Springs, Georgia. We would make 100 sack lunches and would hand them out each Saturday.
The kid gatherings in the parks, the revivals, the Crusades, and now the mission continued for another 4 years. But the Lord was just getting started with me... but that is for the next blog.
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