AT THE END OF THE ROAD
This church was so far away that I thought we left Brasil. The asphalt ended and the dirt road began. When this happens you know you are going to dance from pot hole to pot hole and finally get there. We did.
Some nights, you are so tired that your body does not want to get up from the pulpit chair. Every bone hurts and you feel as if your night should have been spent in bed asleep. But the Lord had different plans. The pastor greeted us and explained to me that the area outside the small church which was enclosed with cement poles and covered about 40 feet above us would house the church in the future. The problem was everyone passing by me on their way into the church was so poor I began to ask Jesus how this vision could ever come to pass. Luis Carlos is a Methodist minister with faith and with a vision. I decided to preach on Ezekiel 37: “Can these dry bones live?” Really, I was preaching to me.
The invitation for salvation produced at least 20 persons, but my heart was not with it. Some nights your body does not want to join the move of God. I asked the Lord to help me, but I did not hear anything. After the “prayer tunnel,” I saw not a single person moved by God. Dry tears, dry bones and dry presence. I prophesied over everyone and nothing happened….dead silence and dead response.
Waiting for a miracle, I heard the words, “Go outside.” Even now after all these years my mind still questions at times. It was growing cold, babies all around, women without warm clothing. But ”Go outside” came again. SO WE ALL WENT OUTSIDE THE WHOLE CHURCH into the area marked out for the church expansion.
I asked the pastor to give me anointing oil and told the church to come around me as close as they could. After anointing the ground of that place under that tall open cover, the WIND OF THE HOLY SPIRIT BEGAN TO BLOW. Over half of the church were visited by the Holy Spirit in a matter of 10 minutes. They were so loud, so many tears, so many screams, so many voices that my heart could not contain it. My tears came and my strength was renewed.
I looked at the ground around the feet of many and saw a young lady on the ground. It was Audra. She was crying so hard, laying in the dirt that my heart went out to her. Jesus healed Audra with his presence as she lay on the dirt floor and cried to Jesus. My God, thank You for healing Audra and healing me from tiredness. You know, seven mission trips a year, revivals, prayer meetings, Israel, traveling, office work……Lord, my body needs renewal! HE HEALED AUDRA AND ME. Hallelluia!
Audra is the daughter of Myron Kirksey. It is a new day in her life.. God will finish it well.
Rick Bonfim…rested


