The eleventh hour miracle had made the world stand still

‘My husband had to work the field and take care of me and my children.’

Nadi, Fiji

‘I had been bed-ridden for six months after a stroke and paralysed the whole side of my body. My husband had to work the field and take care of me and my children. I wished to die so he didn’t have to do so much for me’.

We had prayed the last prayer and sang the last song when we saw a truck coming around and stopping at the edge of the platform and a woman was lifted from the back of the vehicle and carried up onto the stage by four men.

Everyone held their breath. We had on our hands a case of total paralysis. All the eyes were on the preacher, will it happen or won’t it happen.

Eton Mills related the story later ‘For a brief moment I felt my heart sink but realised this was not about me. It was Jesus Christ, the same yesterday and today and forever. A miracle was about to happen and that was all there was to it.”

Commanded to rise up and walk, the lady had hobbled on her legs and struck her fist in the air and the people gasped. A rise up, take up your bed and walk moment, just like in bible days, and it was happening before the whole city and it was like pandemonium.

The woman delighted the crowd as she walked out to them, parting the Red Sea, as it were. And the anced. They were leaping and praising God all over the grounds.

‘My pastor saw the crusade poster’ she said, ‘and he decided to hire the vehicle and to bring me to the arena.”

The illimitable gospel and the miracle of evangelistic vision, that is the Great Adventure.