He Touched Me by Benny Hinn

Author:Benny Hinn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: miracles, Bible, Christ, Christianity, signs, He Touched Me, Jesus, fruit of the Spirit, wonders
Published: 2011-09-30T10:46:55+00:00

"You mean I'm not speaking?" I asked.

They confessed that there was great resistance from some of the leadership. In fact, one director told John, "No, we don't want a novice on the platform."

When we arrived at the Holiday Inn, John persuaded the conference chairman to let me give a short testimony.

"Friends," the leader of the service announced, "we are happy to have a young man from Toronto with us today, and we've asked him to share with you for the next few minutes."

I walked nervously to the platform, knowing hardly anyone in the building—and they certainly didn't know me. Then, just as I began, wham! The power of God hit that place like a hurricane of category five.

For the next hour and a half, people were weeping, bodies were slain prostrate before the Lord, and miracles were taking place all over the room.

I knew instantly that this would not be my last visit to northern Canada.

NUTS AND BOLTS

The next afternoon, as the courtesy van was about to leave the Holiday Inn for the airport, the innkeeper stopped me and said, "Mr. Hinn, I would like you to meet one of our local ministers. This is Reverend Fred Spring."

Fred wasn't there for the businessmen's meeting; he had been attending a wedding reception in the same facility.

"I'm the pastor of the Elim Pentecostal Tabernacle, an Assemblies of God church here," he told me. Then this man—who had the most unique sideburns I had ever seen—said something that surprised even him. "I'd like you to come and speak in my church," he asked.

As Fred Spring told me later, "That was totally out of character for me. I was very picky about who I allowed to speak in my pulpit. Your name was vaguely familiar, and I had heard somewhere that you were a new evangelist involved in a healing ministry; I just felt led to ask you."

My response to Pastor Spring's invitation was, "I'll be there!"

That fall I returned to Sault Sainte Marie for a three-night crusade with Fred Spring. By Sunday night the people were lined up outside the Elim Pentecostal Tabernacle, waiting for a seat.

"Benny, my board is a little upset, but I want you to promise me you'll come back soon." Evidently, what was taking place in the services was far from typical. It left some old-timers shaking their heads.

Fred also told me that his church maintenance man was upset. "Can't you stop that guy from doing that?"

"Doing what?" Pastor Spring wanted to know.

"Well, having all those people being slain in the Spirit back in the pews," he replied.

"What's the problem?" Fred inquired.

"Some of the pews are coming loose from the floor and we have to drill out the bolts and replace them."

Fred just smiled. The work God was about to do in Sault Sainte Marie was more important than a few nuts and bolts.

CHAPTER 12

A JOURNEY OF MIRACLES

"Benny, I believe you need to return to northern Ontario at least three or four times a year," Fred Spring told me.

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