This Testimony will show you that to be a wittness does not always mean that you must talk!! Shocking statement?? well here is the truth of what happenend to me oneday
I was asked to be the Chauffeur at an African Wedding. An African Pastor , Pastor Johannes Ngube, whom I had done some short term missionary outreaches with requested I use our Honda Ballard. I agreed and on the day, a Saturday I pitched up at Hillcrest Christian Fellowship Church with the Honda glowing from all the polish.
I was told the wedding was to start at 10am. I was there at 9am ...ready....waiting..I can do this...I can do this|!!!
Well by 10am people had started gathering, but mmmm, no sign or Bride or groom etc...so I started asking around.
Oh Boy..I found out...The bride was stuck down the valley and did not have transport up to the Church. So I set off in the Honda Ballarde...down down into the Molweni valley..the Honda was not high off the ground and often bellied out scraping over high ridges..Found her and the groom and bridesmaids...they all bundled in!! I mean this was urgent!! late for the wedding...guests arriving..Boy did we battle to get out of that Valley...sand roads...wash aways etc etc...with wheels spinning we JUST managed to get to the Church in Fisher Road.
After the Ceremony we headed off to a local Hotel...to get the pics...the Honda...loaded to capacity...wedding dresses and veils blowing everywhere...hooting along the streets on route...ra ra ra
At the Hotel whilst the phot session was taking place I had this sudden fear grip me....I was the only white O...a little scary having just come out of an indoctrinated Apartheid error...and to make it worse, one particular African gentleman had dagger eyes for me!! eeekk I could see by his posture and facial expressions this guy was not chuffed to have Mr White boy there...eisssh
Well I kinda kept a little closer to Pastor Johannes Ngube, just a little closer ...ya me...man of faith...ha ha
I was the Chauffeur, and that was that...what a privilage...and nobody was gonna stop me...I was on a mission to be the best I could be. We then drove to the home where the celebrations would take place...eisssh...we drove deeper and deeper in to the Valley...km passed and getting a bit nervous I was asking fairly often..."um...how much further?" More and more KM'S !! drive drive drive...hoooting hooting...ra ra...happy people...celebration mood...ra ra...and little white boy feels like a piece of confetty ...one white dot...ha ha...not funny at the time! Well like we have been reading recently at POWER SCHOOL at Heartlands Church Westville....we were all in ONE ACCORD... [Honda ACCORD..except this was a Ballarde :-)]
The whole valley was celebrating as the wedding had taken place between to "tribes" the Mkhize family and the Gumede family so it was a major attraction...people from every angle rushing towards the car...waving...shouting good wishes etc
FINALLY we arrived and the whole ceremonial thing ...men lined up seperatley to the ladies...Men then went in first to make sure everything is safe dancing as we ran in. I was asked not to go...just come in for a little drink and snack...hestitantly with fear and trepidation I agreed and join the mens dancing line!!! WOW WOW was I ever so intimidated...being the only PINK O!!
Anyway I just jumped in and had fun...until I locked eyes with the same guy I saw at the hotel...man he had it in for me...I sensed he hated me...he detested me....it looked like he wanted to remove my eyes and other sensitive parts and grind them to powder...Honestlyy there was something in him that clashed with the Holy Spirit in me!! I sense hate hate hate...just from him...no one else gave me this vibe...only him. I tried to smile at him...just to be friendly, but it was met by deathly looking eyes..eissh cold shivers man...this guy was bad bad news!!
I was just the chauffer! I was not asked to do anything else except smile and drive...THAT WAS IT...praise God
Well feeling very uneasy..I said my goodbyes etc and I dashed away at the first opportunity....jumped in my Honda and made my getaway...well it felt like that.
HERE IS THE MIRACLE....on the Monday I was sick as a dog with the flu, still in bed at home, when the home phone rang at about 9am...My wife answered and it was Pastor Ngube..."Please tell Gavin something amazing has happened...amazing amazing" Amiracle had taken place...the guy whom I had feared had come to Pastor Ngube's office at HCF. His words to pastor Ngube...Pastor...that white man who drove the car at the wedding....what ever spirit is in him...I WANT THAT SPIRIT!!!!
He gave his life to Jesus that monday morning a day after the wedding. I write with tears rolling down my cheaks...yeh...what a joy...how awesome is that...God used me as a testimony to win a soul...I DID NOT SAY A WORD.......I was watched from a distance.....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Praise God Praise God....Yahoooooooooo...
I was told that it was a HUGE miracle because he was a senior member of a anti white movement known as UPLA...their slogan being quote...one settler one bullet! eisssh..Praise God he is no more a racist...his hate for us PINK O's was melted away by the love of Jesus...which he embraced...What a joy!...THANKS FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ THIS STORY OF MINE...I have to share what God has done..Gavin
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Lame walk...we did not know the miracle had happened...the Doctor told us afterwards
This is what happened:
The Lord is good...His mercy endures forever..AMEN
I felt a tug on my heart strings as a few of the young people at the School I was teaching at indicated their desire to go on a short mission trip. They were so totally sold out for Jesus and going was strong on their hearts.
We went with Keir and Kallie Taylor of Hand in Hand International. About 8 young people combined with another 30 or so Americans and Germans.
After a few days training at Eshowe Christain Fellowship,with a Pastor Van der Merwe, to equip us for the mission trip, we set off to the Mozambique border.
We stayed at a Catholic Church...sleeping on the floor and in the Kombi outside..tough going but worth it.
We wittnessed so many miracles during our time there...I will attempt to record them all on this Blog.
On this occasion we had gone to the local Hospital to pray for the sick and hurting. A small group of us decided we would go to the Turbuculosis Ward and pray. I recall being with a lady teacher from Thomas Moore College and a young lady from Kloof High School...Kerry was her name.
We got permission to enter the ward and walked about with seriously sad hearts as we looked at all the people lying in their beds...thin as rakes.
I can still see them , some sitting outside on the grass, just enjoying the outdoors
One gentleman from Mozambique caught our attention. He was sitting on the grass all by himself, and he has urnated in his blue hospital pyjamas.Oh we felt such compassion for him...with tears in our eyes we sat down next to him and offered to pray. He did not speak English and our interpretor was with another group somewhere. Anyway, it did not take much to understand ...he indicated we pray for his chest..TB WARD...so we layed hands and prayed. Just as we finished praying we noticed the other folk sitting on the grass get up and head inside due to the fine drizzel that had started coming down..We asked him if he wanted to rather go inside and he just sat there...wet with urine...rain starting to fall. He indicated his knees were sore ...so we though OK...must be arthiritus of something so we layed our hands on his boney knees and prayed. After that , due to the rain falling fairly fast now, we decided to help him in. Well he held on my shoulder and on the Lady Teacher from Thomas Moore College, and we walk him in slowly. As we got in the door of the ward, we saw a British Lad Doctor. I can still see her ,,,hair in a pony tail...glasses on the end of her nose...looking through her Bifocals at her clipboard....I asked her " Excuse me mam...could you tell us where this mans bed is please ?"...with which she lifted her head...eyes enlarged slightly in alarm and she said " That man does not walk!!! His mattress is there behind the door on the floor.!!! I have been here for 2 years and he crawls out every day and crawls back to his mattress in the evening...HE IS LAME...HE CANNOT WALK!!! Well we did not know any of this...we did not even realise God had healed him...he walked with us...just holding on my shoulder and the lady teacher for balance...but he walked on his own 2 pins!!!
AMAZING MIRACLE ...LAME MAN HEALED...WE DID NOT EVEN KNOW...how amazing is that friends
Jesus the same yesterday today and forever
Give your life to him friend...don't take chances with eternity without Him
Invite Him into your heart..just pray...Lord Jesus..thank you for dying for my sins...taking my place..I give my life to you right now...I know you arose from the dead on the 3rd day and you are now seated at the right hand of God in Heaven. Holy Spirit come live in me...cleanse me in Jesus name AMEN... Yahoooooooooo you are now born again...get reading your Bible..try a Living Translation and get into a Bible based Church
A good rule of Thumb...if you do not see signs and wonders in the church you attend....leave
Look for a church where the Holy Spirit is welcome...signs and wonders will always follow the preaching of the word
Email me us if you need support...tell someone about what you have done
apologies for any spelling errors...
The Lord is good...His mercy endures forever..AMEN
I felt a tug on my heart strings as a few of the young people at the School I was teaching at indicated their desire to go on a short mission trip. They were so totally sold out for Jesus and going was strong on their hearts.
We went with Keir and Kallie Taylor of Hand in Hand International. About 8 young people combined with another 30 or so Americans and Germans.
After a few days training at Eshowe Christain Fellowship,with a Pastor Van der Merwe, to equip us for the mission trip, we set off to the Mozambique border.
We stayed at a Catholic Church...sleeping on the floor and in the Kombi outside..tough going but worth it.
We wittnessed so many miracles during our time there...I will attempt to record them all on this Blog.
On this occasion we had gone to the local Hospital to pray for the sick and hurting. A small group of us decided we would go to the Turbuculosis Ward and pray. I recall being with a lady teacher from Thomas Moore College and a young lady from Kloof High School...Kerry was her name.
We got permission to enter the ward and walked about with seriously sad hearts as we looked at all the people lying in their beds...thin as rakes.
I can still see them , some sitting outside on the grass, just enjoying the outdoors
One gentleman from Mozambique caught our attention. He was sitting on the grass all by himself, and he has urnated in his blue hospital pyjamas.Oh we felt such compassion for him...with tears in our eyes we sat down next to him and offered to pray. He did not speak English and our interpretor was with another group somewhere. Anyway, it did not take much to understand ...he indicated we pray for his chest..TB WARD...so we layed hands and prayed. Just as we finished praying we noticed the other folk sitting on the grass get up and head inside due to the fine drizzel that had started coming down..We asked him if he wanted to rather go inside and he just sat there...wet with urine...rain starting to fall. He indicated his knees were sore ...so we though OK...must be arthiritus of something so we layed our hands on his boney knees and prayed. After that , due to the rain falling fairly fast now, we decided to help him in. Well he held on my shoulder and on the Lady Teacher from Thomas Moore College, and we walk him in slowly. As we got in the door of the ward, we saw a British Lad Doctor. I can still see her ,,,hair in a pony tail...glasses on the end of her nose...looking through her Bifocals at her clipboard....I asked her " Excuse me mam...could you tell us where this mans bed is please ?"...with which she lifted her head...eyes enlarged slightly in alarm and she said " That man does not walk!!! His mattress is there behind the door on the floor.!!! I have been here for 2 years and he crawls out every day and crawls back to his mattress in the evening...HE IS LAME...HE CANNOT WALK!!! Well we did not know any of this...we did not even realise God had healed him...he walked with us...just holding on my shoulder and the lady teacher for balance...but he walked on his own 2 pins!!!
AMAZING MIRACLE ...LAME MAN HEALED...WE DID NOT EVEN KNOW...how amazing is that friends
Jesus the same yesterday today and forever
Give your life to him friend...don't take chances with eternity without Him
Invite Him into your heart..just pray...Lord Jesus..thank you for dying for my sins...taking my place..I give my life to you right now...I know you arose from the dead on the 3rd day and you are now seated at the right hand of God in Heaven. Holy Spirit come live in me...cleanse me in Jesus name AMEN... Yahoooooooooo you are now born again...get reading your Bible..try a Living Translation and get into a Bible based Church
A good rule of Thumb...if you do not see signs and wonders in the church you attend....leave
Look for a church where the Holy Spirit is welcome...signs and wonders will always follow the preaching of the word
Email me us if you need support...tell someone about what you have done
apologies for any spelling errors...
Monday, October 5, 2009
ISSUE OF BLOOD...just last week
This is what happened:
A lady at work approached for prayer...she shared that she had given birth about 3 months ago and had not stopped bleeding. She said she had been to doctors and the clinic etc to no avail. She was truly desperate and as a last resort had now come to ask for prayer.. I asked her if she believed Jesus could heal her, she immediately responded YES..
We prayed and agreed in prayer for complete healing in Jesus name.
The lady left and I did not see her until a few nights later when I was called out for a breakdown..........WELL I WAS NEARLY SWEPT OFF MY FEET as she ran to me....telling me the GOOD NEWS that she was healed...Jesus had answered our prayer....SHE WAS TOTALY HEALED...no more blood from the very next morning after we prayed...
Praise God...we serve a God of miracles...the same yesterday...today and forever
SHAME...to think some people believe Christianity to be a crutch!!! Like JA....
Jonty Rhodes needs a crutch!!...Francious Pienaar needs a crutch...Penny Heyns needs a crutch....BEAST from the Sharks needs a Crutch.....Bakkies Botha needs a Crutch...Rory Kockett needs a crutch...Abey Devilliers needs a crutch,,,how many more HERO'S and WINNERS and Champions should I dare mention...???
A lady at work approached for prayer...she shared that she had given birth about 3 months ago and had not stopped bleeding. She said she had been to doctors and the clinic etc to no avail. She was truly desperate and as a last resort had now come to ask for prayer.. I asked her if she believed Jesus could heal her, she immediately responded YES..
We prayed and agreed in prayer for complete healing in Jesus name.
The lady left and I did not see her until a few nights later when I was called out for a breakdown..........WELL I WAS NEARLY SWEPT OFF MY FEET as she ran to me....telling me the GOOD NEWS that she was healed...Jesus had answered our prayer....SHE WAS TOTALY HEALED...no more blood from the very next morning after we prayed...
Praise God...we serve a God of miracles...the same yesterday...today and forever
SHAME...to think some people believe Christianity to be a crutch!!! Like JA....
Jonty Rhodes needs a crutch!!...Francious Pienaar needs a crutch...Penny Heyns needs a crutch....BEAST from the Sharks needs a Crutch.....Bakkies Botha needs a Crutch...Rory Kockett needs a crutch...Abey Devilliers needs a crutch,,,how many more HERO'S and WINNERS and Champions should I dare mention...???
Friday, October 2, 2009
NO PETROL
This is what happened:
the Company I had been working for had liquidated and I was given an oportunity to manufacture furnaces. Some of these furnaces that Jetrose and I built in my garage at home were put into operation at an Aluminium Foundry in PMB.
Well to keep the story short, times got tough and on one particular day I was down to zero. No bucs what so ever. All I had was the fuel in my tamk...not much. There was a mens meeting up at our Church in Hillcrest at 7am, so I took the girls to school and then dropped in for the meeting. It was just coffee and or beakfast. I had said to the Lord, that I would not put my trust in man , but rather in him.
So although I had an empty tank, I did not ask the other guys for a cent. Everything in me was shouting, "just ask Dirk for 10bucs to get you home at least" I refused and trusted God almighty.
Whilst driving home...needle on the 'E' mark...I was saying...OK GOD...I trust you...I know you will come through for me etc etc
With little faith I drove to my Mothers place...hoping she might sense my delema and offer some bucs!! ha ha...I got there...and no way...she was not home!!!
Now the needle ....is below E...and there I am driving along the freeway back home. I am praying out loud "FATHER YOUR WORD SAYS...YOU WILL SUPPLY ALL OUR NEEDS ACCORDING TO YOUR RICHES" when suddenly the phone rings....Hi Gavin...hey man...we got this quote of yours here, when can you start the job...we have R7000 cash waiting here for you now. Come and collect
YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO that is the Daddy I love with all my heart...he watches over us.....FOR ALL OF US...TRUST him...give your life to Jesus....
the Company I had been working for had liquidated and I was given an oportunity to manufacture furnaces. Some of these furnaces that Jetrose and I built in my garage at home were put into operation at an Aluminium Foundry in PMB.
Well to keep the story short, times got tough and on one particular day I was down to zero. No bucs what so ever. All I had was the fuel in my tamk...not much. There was a mens meeting up at our Church in Hillcrest at 7am, so I took the girls to school and then dropped in for the meeting. It was just coffee and or beakfast. I had said to the Lord, that I would not put my trust in man , but rather in him.
So although I had an empty tank, I did not ask the other guys for a cent. Everything in me was shouting, "just ask Dirk for 10bucs to get you home at least" I refused and trusted God almighty.
Whilst driving home...needle on the 'E' mark...I was saying...OK GOD...I trust you...I know you will come through for me etc etc
With little faith I drove to my Mothers place...hoping she might sense my delema and offer some bucs!! ha ha...I got there...and no way...she was not home!!!
Now the needle ....is below E...and there I am driving along the freeway back home. I am praying out loud "FATHER YOUR WORD SAYS...YOU WILL SUPPLY ALL OUR NEEDS ACCORDING TO YOUR RICHES" when suddenly the phone rings....Hi Gavin...hey man...we got this quote of yours here, when can you start the job...we have R7000 cash waiting here for you now. Come and collect
YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO that is the Daddy I love with all my heart...he watches over us.....FOR ALL OF US...TRUST him...give your life to Jesus....
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