The atmosphere in this store front church was heavy. Heavy with death, apathy and sadness. My spirit felt it as I came to the pulpit. It was as if we could not lift the dead. The music was light and sweet but without the punch we were accustomed to in all  the other nights of ministry.

So, I decided to  get their  attention with anything I could do simply to tell them this night was going to be different. I told them that I was not there so they could like me. I was not a piece of chewing gum for them to chew. Second, I took my jacket and put it on inside out, saying to them that I did not think of myself as being too proud. I said it was a privilege to  meet them and I wanted to make sure this was not going to be a show.

Our group danced to a song called, ” Every move I make, I make in You, Jesus.”The movements are an idea of Sidney and Sarah Card. They are gifted children who can make your body move like a good Methodist. The guitar return was perfect , so I played with heart knowing that God had a plan for that night…souls!

Donnie Hudson preached again after this sweet girl JerriAnn gave a testimony.. her words were powerful and full of life. Donnie preached on Matt. 5, The Beatitudes. “Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven…”

After Donnie finished with that powerful message, I knew that the crowd of 300 was ready to receive the Lord. I asked how many of them would like to be saved by Jesus that night. 33 came forward.  They came hurting and sad and sick and mourning.

It was a cup of water from heaven to us. We knew that God had visited us with power. The preacher of the church was not sensing the need of the church and perhaps had no idea what was happening. He had had no baptisms for several months. But we knew the Lord saved.

My tiredness was healed.  Icame home rejoicing that Jesus came from heaven and saved that night.

Thank you, Lord. You are good!!!