Im a truckdriver who covers the USA and Canada. Other than a few truckstops, there are few churches to go as a driver for Sunday service.
It was mid-late Nov., some 15yrs ago. I was at a rest area in southern Ohio. Sunday morning, 8.00 am. I was talking with the Lord. "I would like to go to a real church today" He responded, 'go to North Baltimore, Ohio'. ( its a truckstop) "Lord, that is 3 1/2 hours away. They dont have a service at noon" He repeated, 'go to North Baltimore, Ohio.' I shook my head and said whatever. As i was then getting dressed, i started to put on jeans. The Holy Spirit set into my mind to put on dress shorts first, then my jeans. I didnt argue. I understood what to do, just not a reason why. My responce, "you are the boss".
As i drove to north baltimore, i prayed, and listened to some teaching CDs i had in the truck.
Once i got to North Baltimore, the Petro truckstop, i walked into the truckstop. An Angel grabbed my arm and said, hurry.
I ran to the chapel. It was the tail end of a service. The place was packed. It was the last two prayer requests.
The next prayer was for a ladies legs. In my mind i could see the problem. I raised my hand. The preacher said "yes". I told everyone to pray for the tumor that was in her brain. That was what was affecting her legs.
The preacher continued, about a mans son. Immediately i saw everything. It was like a video in my mind.
I turned to a man sitting behind me. " you need to get that necklass off your son." He responded, 'do i know you'? I said " no, but i Know you" i then began to tell him, that two weeks ago he gave his son a neckless. I described it as a running man with an axe. " he said ' you are right, i did give my son that necklace. What is wrong with it'. I told him a demon was attached to it.
He started crying. He said, ' i never believed in God. When i was young i got into Vampirism (a form of satanism). I got out of it. Now my wife called me this morning and told me my son got into it.' He told us how he had been crying, and in coming here saying ' God if you are real, prove it to me.' He was shaking, and then told the preacher, 'i want to be baptized, today.'
I started to leave, as the service was over. Mike stopped me, he said ' i want you to be there for my baptism'.
The preacher, Rev. John. Took a while, but found a place to do the baptism at. The three of us went to a mans house. In the backyard was a 5' deep pool. It dawned on me i was wearing shorts under my pants. I laughed (ever feel set up by God, lol)
The three of us got into the pool. As the preacher dunked Mike under the water, the Lord told me to baptize Mike in the Holy Spirit as soon as he comes up.
I did.
If i could tell you of all the work God did in Mikes life, it would be like a big stone thrown into a still pond. And each ring representing everyone he has touched. His wife became a Christian the following Easter, all his children, parents and extended family. Not only to those the Lord has him touch, but those who come to his house. Friends of the children and thier parents.
He and i are good friends, and the preacher John and i are good friends as well.
Rev. John still devotes most of his time to the truck drivers at North Baltimore, Oh.
Peace, bill
It was mid-late Nov., some 15yrs ago. I was at a rest area in southern Ohio. Sunday morning, 8.00 am. I was talking with the Lord. "I would like to go to a real church today" He responded, 'go to North Baltimore, Ohio'. ( its a truckstop) "Lord, that is 3 1/2 hours away. They dont have a service at noon" He repeated, 'go to North Baltimore, Ohio.' I shook my head and said whatever. As i was then getting dressed, i started to put on jeans. The Holy Spirit set into my mind to put on dress shorts first, then my jeans. I didnt argue. I understood what to do, just not a reason why. My responce, "you are the boss".
As i drove to north baltimore, i prayed, and listened to some teaching CDs i had in the truck.
Once i got to North Baltimore, the Petro truckstop, i walked into the truckstop. An Angel grabbed my arm and said, hurry.
I ran to the chapel. It was the tail end of a service. The place was packed. It was the last two prayer requests.
The next prayer was for a ladies legs. In my mind i could see the problem. I raised my hand. The preacher said "yes". I told everyone to pray for the tumor that was in her brain. That was what was affecting her legs.
The preacher continued, about a mans son. Immediately i saw everything. It was like a video in my mind.
I turned to a man sitting behind me. " you need to get that necklass off your son." He responded, 'do i know you'? I said " no, but i Know you" i then began to tell him, that two weeks ago he gave his son a neckless. I described it as a running man with an axe. " he said ' you are right, i did give my son that necklace. What is wrong with it'. I told him a demon was attached to it.
He started crying. He said, ' i never believed in God. When i was young i got into Vampirism (a form of satanism). I got out of it. Now my wife called me this morning and told me my son got into it.' He told us how he had been crying, and in coming here saying ' God if you are real, prove it to me.' He was shaking, and then told the preacher, 'i want to be baptized, today.'
I started to leave, as the service was over. Mike stopped me, he said ' i want you to be there for my baptism'.
The preacher, Rev. John. Took a while, but found a place to do the baptism at. The three of us went to a mans house. In the backyard was a 5' deep pool. It dawned on me i was wearing shorts under my pants. I laughed (ever feel set up by God, lol)
The three of us got into the pool. As the preacher dunked Mike under the water, the Lord told me to baptize Mike in the Holy Spirit as soon as he comes up.
I did.
If i could tell you of all the work God did in Mikes life, it would be like a big stone thrown into a still pond. And each ring representing everyone he has touched. His wife became a Christian the following Easter, all his children, parents and extended family. Not only to those the Lord has him touch, but those who come to his house. Friends of the children and thier parents.
He and i are good friends, and the preacher John and i are good friends as well.
Rev. John still devotes most of his time to the truck drivers at North Baltimore, Oh.
Peace, bill