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My wife Laury and I along with our friends Bethany, Janice, Yvonne, Garth and sons Adriel and Garret came across this gentleman on the streets of Lowell who was in a wheelchair scooter. We talked with him and he said he had extreme pain in his feet from a birth defect. We asked what level of pain out of 10 and he said 20! We first offered to pray and he insisted that this was his condition and he always lived with severe pain every day. It took a few minutes for him to take us seriously and I think we finally said something like “what do you have to lose anyway?”
His pain instantly went from a 20 to an 8, then a 4, then 1, then a zero within 60 seconds. Garth then told him to get up and check the pain, so he stood up and said he had some new pain in the bottom of his feet. If I remember correctly, I think he said that pain on the bottom of his feet will never leave either. We challenged him saying if all the other pain left, why wouldn’t you think Jesus could remove the rest? We pressed in and prayed twice more and all that pain was gone in about 10 seconds as well! Praise Jesus – He is Lord!
We ministered on the streets for several more hours that day and saw many such healing testimonies, but later in the day we happened to see the same man outside WITHOUT his scooter! Yay God!!!!
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2000+ years later, Jesus is still in the business of healing the sick, setting captives free, saving lives, bringing hearing to the deaf and looking for those who want to be used! He is Lord!
God loves the despised, the brokenhearted, and the lost.
This is an older one from last fall I forgot to publish. A team of us had met at His Way Home Church in Haverhill to to go out on the streets praying for the sick in a less popular section of town on Saturday afternoon in September. I went into a small grocery/package store to buy some water.
There was an older woman in front of me waiting in line at the counter. I noticed she had her wrist all bandaged up. It was very similar to the picture I attached on this post. I asked her what was wrong. She said she just had surgery on the arm/wrist. She was extremely intoxicated, slurred a bit, and seemed very depressed and hopeless.I think the “old me” would’ve looked at her and judged her in kind of a religious way because she was drunk. But instead, my heart instantly expanded and I felt great compassion for her condition. Maybe that was the real miracle in this story! It was purely the compassion of Jesus because it’s so much greater than anything my old nature could muster up and whenever it happens, powerful things follow.
I asked her what her level of pain was on a scale of 1 to 10- she thought about it and said it was about an eight. I asked you if I could pray for it and she said yes. I prayed once in the name of Jesus and asked her what her pain level was again. She looked so drunk that she actually seemed like she forget I had just prayed for it! But her reply was that the pain was about a three. I quickly laid my hand on it again prayed one more time and asked her what her pain level was……She had a big smile and she said it felt really good! I told her Jesus did it because He loves her, she smiled again and said thanks.
I heard someone recently say that healing is one of God’s “languages of love”. I like the way that sounds and in this example, I’d have to agree He was speaking to her on that day
God’s love is truly amazing, ….Jesus is Lord!
Lowell MA – Young man walks without crutches after miracle healing!
Laury and I were visiting Lowell General Hospital when we bumped into this young man who was in pain walking with crutches. He said he couldn’t put weight on his knee or straighten it due to an injury playing soccer the day before. He described the pain as a 6-7 out of 10 (10 being the worst)
After two quick prayers, he was so shocked the he started walking without the crutches- we never asked him to, he just did it and kept saying it was a miracle and asking how that was possible! We told him it was Jesus! He left with great thanks but returned after a few minutes, again astonished asking how this was possible….all things are possible through Jesus
This young man grew up in a Buddhist family in Hong Kong, but after this miracle, ten minutes later asked us to lead him to Jesus as his Lord. It was a celebration both on earth, and in Heaven! After praying for the Baptism of the Holy Spirit, he had what he called “an unusual vision/image” when his eyes were closed, of three angels surrounded by a great white light. We told him Jesus was the source of the light….the light of the world!!
Earlier that night, Shing was lost as a sinner of this world but by the grace of God, was born again and adopted into the Kingdom of heaven and became a son of God with eternal life! That is why we are told the angels rejoice when even one sinner turns to God….Yay God!!!
I Am the Light of the World
12 Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”
Scott & Laury L
This is the story of the homeless Boston lady by the name of Jewel who encountered the Love of Jesus. it’s a bit long, but worth the read I think. Sometimes ministering on the streets can get a bit messy but God is good all the time and love never fails
A few of us who gather together each weekend, had come up out of the Boston MBTA subway at the Boston Common specifically to lay hands on the sick. When we first arrived, 11 year-old Jacob who has been hungry to see his faith grow, had healed a guy on the sidewalk with an infection and pain in his ankle, then we crossed the street over to the Boston Common. Laury (my awesome wife) had just given a sleeping alcoholic her shirt to lay his head on, then she and my friend Garth prayed over him to be delivered from alcohol addiction, for he had said that he wanted/needed a drink. Afterward, he said he did not need a drink anymore.
Meanwhile, 11 year-old Jacob had pointed out to me a woman asleep on the grass a little distance away, saying she needed prayer. If I’m honest, my “flesh” thought this might get messy and hesitated for a second, but how could I refuse at the prompting of an 11 year-old boy? So I went over to the woman, and Garth followed a minute or so later and joined me. As it turned out, the woman was contemplating suicide (she had attempted suicide twice before), and was very thankful that we woke her up, because she had concluded that nobody cared about her anymore. In fact, before she went to sleep, she had prayed earnestly that God would send someone to her. She said that earlier in the day a man approached her and said that he would give her something to eat if she performed a certain act, but of course she refused.
Seeing that we were Christians, she pulled out a ragged paperback Bible to show us that she believed in God, and thanked God that we had come to encourage her. At this point, we had made her day just by showing her that someone cared about her. She was not expecting all that God was going to do for her through us, however God had another plan!
Initially, she began pouring out her story of difficulty as a young girl abused, repeatedly insisting that we not interrupt her, and to let her finish, because she “had to get it out.” When she was a child, she was placed in unspeakable situations to support someone’s drug addiction. She explained that her desire was to honor her mother, but she had to get away from that home to avoid the circumstances and stay safe, but felt she had dishonored her mom in a way. So she moved away and this had tormented her for years. Recently she came to Boston to bury her mother, for her mother had died and she sincerely wanted to honor her mother. Now she was homeless.
Worse than that, she said that two days before she had been in a wheelchair, and could still hardly walk. She had had seizures, but could not afford the anti-seizure medicine, so the homeless shelters had refused her, not being willing to deal with such a situation. She was oppressed to the point of bondage and mental anguish to all this, and still was not even of sound mind at this point. She would have ranted on and probably ask us for money to pay for those medications.
After she had vented a bit after maybe 20 minutes, we got control of the conversation, and when I asked her what her pain level was, on a scale of 0 – 10, she said “100.” Garth and I both began speaking life over her, and as the pain went down, she began to calm down. We continued to the point that she said that it was “much better,” and told her to stand up, which she did not think she could do. But she did (on her own), and we prayed over her some more as she became more and more coherent. She became so grateful for this progress that she said that this was enough, and began thanking God, but we insisted that all the pain had to go.
At this point after a few minutes, she was communicating perfectly normally and of sound mind.
She said that she was hungry, that she had not eaten all day long, so we asked her what she wanted, and she gave us an order for a double cheeseburger, onion rings, and soda. But at this point she could walk well enough that she said she would come with us, and began to pack her bag with her belongings.
But first, she wanted to know why we had come to her like this in her time of need. What prompted us? I said it was 11 year-old Jacob. She was surprised that it was a boy, and praised God for him, wanting to meet him. Garth pointed him out to her and beckoned him to come. He was lying on the ground with my two boys over him, and did not come. We found out that he had just fell and badly hurt his knee. He could not get up.
At this point we told her that he had just been injured, but that she should come lay her hand on him and it would be healed, just like what had just been done to her. We all walked over to him and and Garth told her to command that his knee be healed, in Jesus’ name. That is just what she did. She put her hand on his knee, spoke healing to him, the pain instantly left his knee, and he got up.
We all proceeded to the nearby Burger King, got the food for her, and some for the three boys (Garth’s two and Jacob). The four of them sat at a small table and ate and talked, while the rest of us encountered a number of other people at the fairly crowded Burger King who needed healing, all of whom left pain-free, including one older woman with a cane who had Arthritis, fibroid-myalagia, and four young ladies in this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZQwkB5HNP8
At one point we looked and saw Jacob hand her one, two, three five dollar bills out of his pocket – that was his entire spending allowance for the day and he gave it all to Jewel!
We asked Jewell about her pain level one more time while she was at Burger King and she said she had a pain level of 2/10. It immediately went to zero and she was completely pain free. Her face was almost shining, so full of joy and peace by the time we left, you would not know she was the same woman who, one hour earlier, had a face that was twisted by thoughts of suicide, tormented by pain, and darkened by despair.
It is at that point that we got some video footage of her in the Burger King. The video ends with her breaking out in a song of praise for Jesus, walking through the crowded Burger King singing a beautiful melody, and when finished almost everyone in the place was clapping for her!
It was a really good day watching lives transformed in the name of Jesus! Yay God- thank you Jesus!
Scott L and Garth W
God heals a baby’s heart through the love of God and the faith of her parents-Amazing!
This is one of our top posts added to the site in January of 2013 and worth re-posting for anyone who missed it. It’s an amazing story of faith. As Laury and I minister on the streets and in the marketplace each day, we are learning to stand on God’s truth with an unwavering faith that is compelled to believe God’s love is greater than any sickness, no matter what our eyes may witness. As a result we are becoming more bold in knowing God’s will to heal, stepping out further in faith, and Jesus responds with greater and greater miracles. The story below exemplifies the kind of faith that inspires us to believe. May we all grow in such a faith!
Jamie Scott remembers how her mother introduced her to Andrew’s teachings. Her mother had said, “He explains things so simply. The Bible really comes to life.” That was enough information to pique Jamie’s interest, and she went online to awmi.net and checked for herself. She was astounded at what she was able to read and learn on the website, and immediately ordered some books and teaching CDs
Jamie was raised in church, yet her understanding of God was limited; she had many unanswered questions about how to relate to God. One morning, Jamie sat down and began to read Andrew’s, True Nature of God. As she read, she realized that the scriptural teaching
in the book answered all of her questions. “My life changed. I was hooked,” Jamie said. From that point, Jamie began an on-going process of developing a deeper relationship with her Heavenly Father.
Three years ago, following a normal pregnancy, Jamie gave birth to her second child, Audrey. At first glance the baby appeared to be perfectly healthy, and she and her husband, Tom were excited to have a baby girl. The doctors however, were having a hard time keeping Audrey pink, so they took her to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU). There, the doctors determined that part of the baby’s heart was missing and that there were no major arteries flowing from the heart to the lungs. The baby was then moved to a different hospital in the city known for its outstanding cardiac care.
Jamie remembers an anger rising up on the inside of her and she felt the Holy Spirit remind her of what she had learned from Andrew’s teaching. At the next opportunity she had to see baby Audrey, she laid her hands on her and commanded Audrey’s heart to be there, and spoke 1 Peter 2:24 over her, “…By whose stripes you were healed.” Even though she was looking at her tiny, pale baby, wired from head to toe, Jamie felt a peace come over her as she prayed.
When she returned to her own hospital room that evening, Jamie heard the Holy Spirit say, “Watch me work.” Jamie knew her sense of peace was coming from her relationship with the Father—knowing Him, and what His word says. “I would have never known that if I had continued going to the church that I was attending prior to finding Andrew’s ministry, because they never taught that God wants you well.”
Once again prompted by the Holy Spirit, Jamie called the helpline at Andrew Wommack Ministries (AWM) in order to have a prayer minister agree with her in prayer. Her faith was strengthened as she heard the authority with which the minister spoke healing and health over Audrey. Later that day, when the specialists delivered the grim news about the poor life expectancy of her baby girl, Jamie stood firmly on the truth, knowing her God did not create these problems, and that He had made Audrey whole.
The following morning, Jamie called the hospital to check on her baby and the nurse told her that things had changed. During the night, the cardiologist had given Audrey another echogram in preparation for an upcoming surgery.
When they did the echogram, they saw that Audrey’s heart was completely formed. Jamie got off the phone with tears running down her face and told Tom, “They see her heart.”
The Scott’s rejoiced, knowing that it wasn’t the doctors that had done anything for Audrey, but God. “I knew my God was there and His hand was in it, and He showed them [the nurses and doctors] that there is a higher power.”
When Jamie and Tom met with the doctors to discuss the new test results, they were told that there was still a “crinkle” in her aorta, and that a small surgery would take care of the issue. But once again, Jamie stood on God’s word as she thought to herself, “My God’s not going to do anything halfway,
He’ll complete the whole thing, and she will not need surgery.” Jamie was right, and it was during this experience that she realized that coming to know God, through the revelation she had received, was invaluable.
One week to the day after Jamie gave birth to Audrey, she walked through the door of her home with her beautiful, perfectly healthy baby girl in her arms. The phrase, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made” had continually come into Jamie’s mind over the course of the week she had spent in the hospital. “He does not do anything halfway. He is a good God and a faithful Father,” Jamie said. Today, Audrey is a healthy, vibrant three-year-old.