About 44 years ago, I prayed for a guy in a wheelchair, and he climbed out of his wheelchair and walked. Because of that, the church turned against me, and wanted to kick me out of the church.

That experience affected me so much that I am not a member of any church anymore, but I still believe in Jesus, and I still believe in healing and miracles, because I have had so many experiences with the Holy Spirit.

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One day the head office in America sent me a pack of books about the Holy Spirit, and I was instructed to read the book and share with the people of the church. I did my duty, and read the book. The first three chapters were really boring theological writings, but the other chapters caused a quickening in my spirit. When I had finished the book, I felt I should give a copy of the book to a guy down the street that didn’t believe in the Holy Spirit. So, first I went to the washroom, and then I told my wife.

When I told my wife, an anointing of the Holy Spirit came upon me so strongly, that the Holy Spirit was saying: “Right now!” So I quickly grabbed a copy of the book off the bookshelf, and grabbed my jacket, and ran from the back of the church where we were staying. As I ran, I was putting on my jacket. That is how urgent it was.

I have had lots of fantastic experiences with the Holy Spirit, and this is one among the many. As I was running down the sidewalk near the guy’s house there was a guy in a wheelchair that was flagging me down. He had a short sleeve shirt, and his arm was very skinny and looked very frail.

My first thought was that it was a trick of the devil to stop me from doing my job. A story from the Bible flashed through my mind of a prophet who was sent by God to do a job and then was deceived by an old prophet, and ended up getting killed by a lion. (1 Kings 13) But I couldn’t just ignore the guy and pretend that I hadn’t seen him. So I stopped, and he asked me to push him to the Salvation Army Men’s home. So I said to him: “I have to deliver this book, but if you are still here when I get back, I will push you.”

I ran across the street to the guy’s house and knocked on the door. There was no reply, so I left the book on the doorstep and ran back across the street to the guy in the wheelchair. As I ran across the street, an old chorus popped into my head: “It’s bubbling, it’s bubbling, it’s bubbling in my soul. It’s singing and laughing, since Jesus made me whole. Folks don’t understand it, nor can I keep it quiet. It’s bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling day and night.”

I felt such an anointing on me. It was like I was in the perfect will of God at that moment in time. I had obeyed the Lord and had delivered the book. I had done the job that was assigned to me. As I started to push the wheelchair I felt an unusual boldness come over me, that I asked the guy: “Do you believe in Jesus Christ as your Saviour?” He replied: “Yes I do, and I believe that I am not going to die of multiple sclerosis.”

I had never heard of that sickness before, so later on I looked it up in the dictionary. Some years later I saw a show on TV where a young Canadian guy died of multiple sclerosis. It is some kind of a disease that affects the nervous system.

As I was pushing him, I nearly ditched him when we came to the old tram tracks, but he was very patient with me, and said I must turn the wheelchair around and go with the big back wheels first. Then I shared with him my first two healing experiences. How my cracked spine got healed, and how the terrible disease I had in my feet got healed. Then, on the corner of Niagara and Church Street, I offered to pray for him. He said: “Okay.”

I laid my hands on his shoulders, and said a little prayer for him. Then I shot a silent prayer up to God asking what I must do next. Then a thought popped into my head of how Billy Graham told about how Jesus told a man to stretch out his hand and he got healed. That is why Billy Graham believed we must do something physical in response to our faith, so that is why he would ask the people to come to the front in his meetings. Actually, in the Book of Acts, what people did in response to their faith was to get baptized.

So I told the guy to test himself to see if anything is different. He stuck out his legs, and said: “I think I am healed!” Then he climbed out of his wheelchair and started pushing his wheelchair down the sidewalk. He looked a bit wobbly, and I instinctively reached out towards him. Then he got mad at me and said: “Don’t hijack me!” So I backed off. I told him that Peter walked on the water while kept his eyes on Jesus, but when he took his eyes off Jesus then he began to sink. So I told him to keep his eyes of Jesus.

Then he stopped opposite the Salvation Men’s Home, and said: “Can I ask you a favour?” I said: “Sure.” The question was: “Will you buy me a cup of coffee?” I replied that I didn’t have any money on me. He responded with: “Okay,” and started pushing his wheelchair across the street. I quickly ran ahead of him and stopped the traffic because didn’t want him to get killed now that he had gotten healed!

When he went into the building he said something to me in a foreign language, and I am not sure what it was. I presume it was either French or Italian.

As I walked back up the sidewalk where he had pushed his wheelchair, I thought of how Peter didn’t have any money either when he went in by the Gate Beautiful as recorded in Acts chapter three, and God did a wonderful healing on the man who was lame. When I thought of that, I got over excited, and felt like I had just stepped out of the pages of the Bible. I guess that was my big sin. That is what caused my big trouble.

That night in church I shared with the people what had happened, and got over excited again, and said: “We can expect miracles!”

That is what caused the big blow up in the church. Many years later I experienced a few fantastic miracles, but I don’t share those things anymore, because I cannot handle the demonic backlash. Every time God blesses me, Satan attacks me. Satan uses all kinds of people to attack me. He often uses church people and ministers of religion too.

I like love and peace and joy, but all the things that God has done are so exciting, that I keep thinking of those things. Unfortunately, a lot of people cannot accept the things I say, even if they are written in the Bible that they say they believe in. So beloved, we all have to give an account one day, and I hope we all can make it through them pearly gates. Amen.