Archive for the ‘Food Bank’ category

Christmas is a Time For Giving – and Receiving

December 20, 2013

One woman came through the door saying:”you prayed for me last time I was here!” I said: “I pray for lots of people; can you remind me?” It gradually dawned on me who she was. She had been running away from an abusive partner that day and knew no-one in our town. She was so grateful for what she received last time that she asked today for more prayer. We held hands and she got a friend with her to join with us. She said afterwards her new male friend was looking out for her, but he had his own problems. The other day he said to her “cuddle me”. She did, and he explained afterwards that he wanted to be held because he’d been hearing voices in his head telling him to kill her.

boxed christmas present We gave out many food parcels to hungry clients today, enough to feed 74 people for three days. In addition to normal food, we added bags of Christmas food as a Christmas bonus. People were thrilled.

One woman was gently trembling and told us she was suffering from various injuries and post-traumatic stress disorder following a car accident. Her car had been stationary when she was hit from behind by a car travelling at 40 mph. I offered healing prayer to her, which in reality turned out to be me just holding her hands while I shared other healings I’d seen Jesus do. She was grateful. I suggested she come back again if she wanted a top-up.

What a privilege and honour God has given me to minister to people in various states of distress and suffering!

A young woman with a 7 week old baby told me she was looking forward to marrying her partner soon. They’d been sweethearts since she was 14. She needed to save up the £145 or so to get married. She really touched my heart! I asked for her address – which she gave me – as I said I’d drop her a card.

Painful Bandaged Foot Treated by Jesus

October 4, 2013

conversation overheard   While chatting today about recent healings to a colleague, I noticed a client listening with interest to what was being said. I said to her: “do you have any pain?” She said she had a damaged foot and was in quite a lot of pain. On a scale of 0 to 10 she said it was an 8, so pretty painful.   foot with bandage on it

She was agreeable to prayer for healing, so I encouraged her with a story from last week when the man’s liver pain dramatically disappeared. It ended up with three of us laying hands upon her and taking authority over the pain. I then asked her to get up and test it out. She said it was now about a 3. I offered to pray again, to get it down to zero, but with a shy smile she said: “no, that’s OK thanks” and left with her bags of food. I encouraged her to keep thanking Jesus for what he was doing and then see the pain go completely.

Desperate Alcoholic Receives Prayer and Liver Pain Disappears Immediately

September 27, 2013

image of handgun  He told me he’d just served five and a half years in prison for carrying a gun in his car, taking it for a friend to use (keep in mind that this is England, UK). Back outside, he now was sliding down the slope of alcoholism, waking each morning with the shakes and needing to drink. He opened his rucksack and showed me the chemical rot gut he was drinking “that has never seen an apple in its life”. He also showed me the scars on both his wrists where he’d tried to do himself in.

I told him straight that only God could sort out his life. I then shared some of my testimony. I gave him a few gospel illustrations and then asked if he’d like me to pray for him. He said he would, so I called over a colleague and we both prayed that God would set him free and that God’s kingdom would be made known in his life. We didn’t pray for healing, nor did he say he had any pain. But as soon as we finished praying he told us straight away that the pain in his liver had  completely gone. I told him that was the reality of a loving God who cared for him. As he left, I advised him to read the gospel tract I gave him and to pray the prayer at the end, if he wanted a new life. On a practical level, I put him in touch with the Army welfare system, as he was an ex-soldier.

Ten minutes later we had a new guy and his partner in for food. The man had terminal cancer and was in constant pain. I shared that we’d just seen the alcoholic guy’s liver pain get taken away. The new guy said: “I don’t believe in God” I said: “that’s OK – we do!”  He then let us pray for him, which we did several times, on different parts of his body. He felt some reduction in pain, but not a huge amount. We asked his partner if she had any pains. She said she had some in her neck, which was probably stress. We offered prayer and she agreed, so we laid hands on her. She too felt an improvement. They then left with their food.

While we were laying hands on the woman I said to a third guy, newly arrived, “you’re next!” He laughed and said something I didn’t catch. We finally moved on to the third guy, who explained he was an atheist and believed in evolution and science. atheists handing out tracts door-to-door

We then had a long chat about these things while his food parcel was being prepared. We also talked about the conscience (con=with and science=knowledge) and how we have this inbuilt guidance system. I gave him my website card and offered to send him a link to a Ray Comfort video where Ray challenges US scientists on evolution. As he got up to leave, the client had a hard job getting on his feet. I asked what’s up and he said “it’s arthritis”. I said: “come back next week for a further chat and we’ll pray for you”.

Addict’s Desperate Prayer To Jesus Gets Results

August 30, 2013

A guy I met today told me how he had been desperate because of the effect heroin drug addiction was having on his life.   rehab is for quitters

His Roman Catholic mother encouraged him to seek help through prayer. He told me: “I prayed a really desperate prayer to Jesus asking him to help me. Soon afterwards I got a place in a drug rehab unit and it really seems it was an answer to prayer. I got clean and stayed in a dry house for 17 months, until one day I went out and had a couple of pints of beer. This was reported and I had to leave the dry house and all the good mates I had made. At one time I was praying to Jesus every day, but lately I’ve been backsliding.”

My friend accepted he was the author of his own downfall. However, he doesn’t want to get back into the dark place he was in before. His mother has told him she will have nothing to do with him if he goes back the way he was.

I told him I knew a local church which had a support group for people with addictions. I gave him the details and he was really pleased. We then went outside where I offered to pray for him and he agreed. He was really grateful after the prayer and thanked me most profusely.

logo of new christian uk website    I gave him my website details and invited him to contact me if he wanted a chat.

Attempted Suicide Followed By Rehab

July 13, 2013

picture of a noose    A guy I’ve known on the streets off and on for several years came in for food.  Under the rules he had already received his full quota of food parcels (each parcel equates to 3 days of worth of food). As we chatted, he told me he was at the end of his rope. This was literally true, as two days before he had climbed up a local hill and put a noose round his neck. For whatever reason, he hadn’t gone through with killing himself. The good news was that he was booked into a rehab unit in a week’s time.   rehab is for quitters

I put the manager in the picture and we gave him a further 3 days worth of food. As he left I gave him an evangelistic  booklet “The Missing Peace”. I hope he reads it. He’s a likeable guy, but keeps falling by the wayside in terms of drink and drugs. With Jesus there is always hope while you have breath in your body.

Two women came in later on. As they were chatting to each other, one explained that her 3 kids were by two different men. The other woman replied she had 4 kids by 3 different men. What complicated lives people lead!

Today I Invited A Muslim To Church On Sunday

May 17, 2013

Several folk were in for food today. I got chatting to one woman and she said: “if I could have another chance at life, I would do things differently next time!” I said to her “do you go on the internet?” She said she did, so I gave her one of my cards. This one says: “Are you on the right road?”  and on the reverse quotes Jesus’ warning that most are on the broad road leading to destruction, but few are on the narrow way that leads to life. I gave the card to her; she looked at it and said: “that’s me – on the road to destruction!”  She put the card in her pocket, so hope she checks out my outreach website.   signpost to broad road and narrow road

Later, a Muslim man came in. (He had been in the other week, looking in a really bad state). He had now got into sheltered accomodation and was being supervised. He told me he had been bullied in his last place and suffered badly from being terrorised by gangs. I asked: “have you had any support from the Mosque?” . He replied: ” I’m not going back there – they’re a load of hypocrites!”. I asked if he is still a Muslim and he said he was. He then said “whatever religion you belong to, it’s all the one God anyway”. I disagreed and quoted Jesus words: “I am the Way, the Truth and the Life; no-one comes to the Father except by Me”. I then told him about the Church next door, when the Sunday service was, and invited him to come along. Doubt if he will, but at least he is seeing practical Christianity in action by us giving him three days worth of food each time he visits us.  picture of a church

Woman With Mystery Pain

May 4, 2013

image of a woman  A woman came in and said she’d just left hospital. She was pregnant and had been suffering pains. They had checked her out for ectopic pregnancy, appendicitis and other things, but found nothing apparently wrong, so sent her off home.

I could see she was still in pain; she said she was, and she was rocking back and forth in her chair trying to manage it. I said “we  are Christians and we pray for people. Would you like me to pray in Jesus’ name for the pain to go ?” She said “yes, please”.

I asked if I could hold her hands and she agreed. I thanked the Lord for his healing and basically spoke to the pain and told it to go. I asked how she was. She replied that the pain had started to diminish. I shared the illustration of how, if you go the Doctor and he prescribes two weeks worth of pills, you don’t just take one and throw away the rest. She agreed that was silly, so agreed my suggestion of more prayer. We continued for another minute by which point her food parcel was ready and she had to sign for it. She said the pain was now much improved and, as she went out with her food, she said “thanks very much”.