David preached in a church in Norwich and at the end of the service he had the privilege to lead a lady ‘I’ to the Lord. A Christian lady of that church befriended her neighbour ‘I’ who is going through a tough time, shared the Gospel and had been bringing her to church. God touched her and opened her heart and saved her. This is truly called team-work in the body of Christ co-working with God. “For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.” Please pray for ‘I’ so that she will be able to grow and get rooted into Christ as she hopefully soon will participate at a Discipleship Course. We thank you so much to be part of this work as we truly feel backed up by prayer.
David had the opportunity to do the morning teaching at the Faith Mission camp at Earl Stonham (Stowmarket). It was a great camp with 51 Teenagers. They were a great bunch of Teens. As far as we are aware of 3 got saved. It was a fantastic opportunity for David to give a gospel message to around 145 people at the parent’s night (including the campers) at the end of camp.
One day (Sunday) before we left for Switzerland David came home from preaching and when he pulled up one of our neighbours called B. who sprayed weed killer approaching very closely towards our garage. David thought ‘I really don’t have time now for a conversation! Tomorrow we are going to Switzerland and we need to get ready, I’m tired and cold’. Then he felt the Lord saying, ‘I have sent him to you’. He went to B. and started a conversation. Even though when David met him for the first time a few days prior he showed no interest for God at all. He boasted that he won a few more brownies with God. After David told him that he had no brownies at all before God like the rest of the human race his hope was somehow dashed and strangely enough his interest increased to know what the solution was in that case. After a while B. came out with an experience/accident he had where he nearly died and saw a bright light, like Jesus he explained. David stated that God gave him a second chance, which he fully agreed. After explaining the Gospel to him David challenged him to think about. Please pray for B.
Huge thank you for your prayer-support!
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God is above western medicine - Praise God!
(Though a while ago, we put it in for your encouragement – testimony had already been on the website)
My youngest son was 1 year old when he began suffering with what the doctors called chronic constipation. This diagnosis sounds relatively minor compared to that of serious or fatal diseases, but having to sit and watch your toddler scream and shake in agony whilst trying to have a bowel movement, is nothing short of heartbreaking.
He was prescribed several different forms of laxatives which failed to help him. We paid to see a private consultant at Bupa who admitted him in to hospital, where he was fed a high strength laxative through his nasal passage over a period of 4 days, as it was impossible to administer it orally. I stayed with him the whole time, 4 days in a children’s ward surrounded by very poorly babies and children, all the while praying to God that my baby would be healthy and that his troubles would soon be over.
After almost 1 year of hospitals, doctors, consultants, medical procedures, enemas and medications, I had almost given up hope and failed to see any light at the end of the tunnel, until my cousin put me in touch with a lovely man named David Ohin. He came into our lives when we didn’t know where else to turn, when western medicine continued to fail to take away the pain and distress my boy continued to experience every day. I welcomed his help with open arms and embraced every word he said.
One afternoon David asked me to take my phone up to my son’s nursery where he was sleeping and put his voice on speaker. He asked me to place my phone near to the area that was causing my baby so much pain, so I held the phone over my son’s lower abdomen. David spoke clearly and confidently, he asked The Lord to take away the pain, to heal and to rid my boy’s body of evil. By this point my son had awoken and he lay still and quiet during this time. Once David had thanked God for his good graces, my little man let out a gentle sigh and smiled. He was 2 years old. From that day, no more screaming, no more shaking, no more pain and his medication was immediately reduced and complete within a couple of months.
That day changed our lives and I could not be more thankful to God.