IT HAPPENED JUST LIKE THIS
We minister to millions of people through these teachings. As you can imagine, we get a few scoffers and mockers of the Word who ask how it can be possible. They love to knit pick the Word.
Frankly, it gets exasperating. The best way to get me to boil over is to mock the Words, the Truth of God.
HERE IS THE ISSUE
The mockers and questioners try to outthink the infinite mind of God, with their very finite minds, no matter how intelligent they happen to be. Einstein himself said that for man to understand his creator is utterly impossible. Here is what God the Father said about this foolishness.
“Seek the Lord while He may be found;
Call on Him while He is near.
Let the wicked leave behind his ways
And the unrighteous man his thoughts;
And let him return to the Lord, And He will have compassion mercy on him, And to our God,
For He will abundantly pardon.
“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways,” declares the Lord.
“For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways
And My thoughts are higher than your thoughts.
“For as the rain and snow come down from heaven,
And do not return there without watering the earth,
Making it bear and sprout,
And providing seed to the sower and bread to the eater,
So will My word be which goes out of My mouth;
It will not return to Me void (useless, without result),
Without accomplishing what I desire,
And without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it”.
(Isaiah 55:6-10)
I am confident that you hear the voices of the people who think that they are wiser than God:
“So because I live under grace, I can go kill, steal and destroy and still go to heaven?”
“It would have been impossible for Moses to write the Pentateuch (the first five books of the Bible).”
“A whale can not swallow a man!”
“I am so sure that Moses got two of every kind of animal into the ark!”
“There is no evidence of Jesus, or a flood, or any of the Bible stories!”
“How can God forgive a murderer?”
The simple answer to all these satan inspired statements and questions has been recorded repeatedly in the Bible that few of the mocking nay-sayers have read, from the mouth of God in the person of Jesus Himself)
“FOR WITH GOD, NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE!”
(Luke 1:37, Matthew19:26)
Using faith is to stop questioning the acts and Words of God and make a decision to accept them without doubt simply. Then, choose to either buy in 100%! Or keep bumbling around your finite mind in this very brief life while jeopardizing your eternal life by filling your flesh with doubt.
TWO EXAMPLES THAT MAKE THE POINT
Jesus destroyed every disease known and unknown to us by dying from them on the cross!
“Surely He has borne our griefs (from the Hebrew word Choli, meaning: maladies, illnesses, diseases, sicknesses)and carried our sorrows (mental disorders, addictions, etc.) and pains of punishment, yet we ignorantly considered Him stricken, smitten, and afflicted by God as if with leprosy.
NOTE: At the time when God walked the earth in the person of Jesus, the Jews were under the Abrahamic covenant, which was an agreement between God and His chosen people that if they kept His laws and their ordinances, He God would bless them. If they did not obey God, they would be cursed in all ways, including horrid illnesses. When they saw Jesus dying from all of the known and unknown diseases, they assumed that He had committed unforgivable violations of God’s Laws.
But He was wounded for our transgressions; He was bruised for our guilt and iniquities; the chastisement needful to obtain peace and well-being for us was upon Him, and with the stripes [that wounded] Him we are healed and made whole.”
(Isaiah 53:4-5)
“When evening came, they brought to Him many who were under the power of demons, and He drove out the spirits with a word and restored to health all who were sick.
(At that time, illnesses were considered demonic or evil spirits)
And thus He fulfilled what was spoken by the prophet Isaiah, He Himself took away our weaknesses and infirmities and bore away our diseases.”
(Matthew 8:16-17)
“Bless and affectionately praise the Lord, O my soul,
And all that is deep within me bless His holy name.
Bless and affectionately praise the Lord, O my soul,
And do not forget any of His benefits; Who forgives all your sins, Who heals all your diseases;.”
(Psalm 103:3)
There we have it! Direct from the Word of God.
That is why what happened to me is so bizarre. I had been teaching these scriptures intensely for years. I believed that I believed them beyond any doubt. But then, it happened. Back to Back near-fatal physical attacks. Both were sudden. I had no time to pray or Spiritually battle against either.
Many people including, firm Word believers, Word mockers who designate themselves as believers and unbelievers, have grilled me about what happened.
They write or say these words or similar:
“Oh yeah! God has healed all diseases, and all we have to do is believe. Well, what happened to Pastor Allen? Huh? Huh? It sounds like the kids that used to say, “Nanny Nanny boo boo!” in elementary school.
Here is the answer in part:
I had not thoroughly learned one of Jesus’s most important teachings:
“I have told you these things so that in Me you may have perfect peace. In the world, you have tribulation and distress and suffering, but be courageous, be confident, be undaunted, be filled with joy because I have overcome the world.”
(John 16:33)
Jesus did not say that I could not get Covid. He said He overcame it!
So check out a very similar situation that happened while Jesus walked the earth, to what many think was His best friend.
“Now, a certain man named Lazarus was sick. He was from Bethany, the village where Mary and her sister Martha lived. It was the Mary who anointed the Lord with perfume and wiped His feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick. So the sisters sent word to Him, saying, “Lord, our brother and Your friend whom You love is sick.”
When Jesus heard this, He said, “This sickness will not end in death; on the contrary, it is for the glory and honor of God, so that the Son of God may BE GLORIFIED BY IT.”
Now Jesus loved and was concerned about Martha and her sister and Lazarus and considered them dear friends, So when He heard that Lazarus was sick, He stayed in the same place two more days.
Then He said to His disciples, “Let us go back to Judea.” The disciples said to Him, “Rabbi (Teacher), the Jews were only recently going to stone You, and You are [thinking of] going back there again?” Jesus answered, “Are there not twelve hours [of light] in the day? Anyone who walks in the daytime does not stumble because he sees by the light of this world. But if anyone walks in the night, he stumbles because there is no light in him.”
He said this, and after that said, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep, but I am going there to wake him.” The disciples answered, “Lord, if he has fallen asleep, he will recover.”
However, Jesus had spoken of his death, but they thought that He was referring to natural sleep. So then Jesus told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead. And for your sake, I am glad that I was not there so that you may believe. But let us go to him.”
(John 11:1-10)
NOTES:
Bethany was a two-hour walk from where Jesus was when the message got to him.Lazarus had been dead for at least four days when the messenger delivered the message to Jesus.
Jesus did not kill Lazarus!The sisters waited four days after their brother had died to send for Jesus.
When Jesus taught the disciples about walking in the “Light,” He wanted them to know that He knew precisely what He was doing because He is the Light.Jesus knew that Lazarus was dead when He got the message. He also knew that He would raise Lazarus when He proclaimed that this illness would not end in death; instead, it is so that I will be glorified.
Jesus did not prevent the temporary nap of Lazarus so that He could demonstrate to the disciples and the Jews clearly that He not only had the power to raise the dead,but that He would also raise Himself from the dead.
My Story
Regardless of what I thought I knew and believed, the evil one nearly shut me up completely, twice. The stench in God’s nostrils has been trying to stop me from teaching the Truth since I began more than thirty years ago. He despises me.
December of 2019 had been fantastic. Christmas is my favorite time of the year. This Christmas was a Bing Crosby, Currier, and Ives special. It was a happy Christmas Card Christmas.
Then it happened. Two days after Christmas, my body was wracked with the worst pain imaginable. The pain was so bad I lost my breath. My wife called 911. The next thing I knew, I was in the back of a hurry-up wagon screaming in agony.
My pancreas had been severely poisoned by two diseased gall stones that had wedged themselves in my bile duct. As a result, my pancreas froze and locked up my entire digestive system so that I could not move my bowels for two weeks. I was on morphine and Dilaudid IV. Unfortunately, they were not strong enough to manage the pain, so the doctor said their only solution was to put me in an induced coma. I refused that option. The doctors were afraid that the pain would become so intense that it would cause me to have a fatal stroke or a deadly heart attack.
To make a very long story short, I spent a month in and out of the hospital until the problem was finally solved. It took six months to get back to normal after that.
During the recovery, I had frequent headaches. I was very fatigued. When the symptoms of Covid were announced about that same time, I was confident that I had had it.
So I had two reasons to believe I couldn’t catch Covid. First, Jesus destroyed it on the cross. Second, I thought that I had already had it. So that was what I told everybody.
Now came mid-January of this year. I felt very run down and believed that I had a sinus infection: no temperature, no severe cough, none of the reported Covid symptoms.
One day, I sat down on my sofa, nodded out, and was unconscious for most of the week. Finally, my daughter demanded that I go get a Covid test and set an appointment with our GP. I told her that the only reason that I would go was to prove to her that I did not have Covid.
The nurse checked my vitals and ran to get the doctor. The Doc rechecked my vitals. These are his exact words:
“My nurse just checked your blood oxygen level, and I confirmed it. They are lethal, deadly! You are not getting a Covid test. You are going straight to the emergency room at Northside Hospital! Do you want me to call an ambulance right now, or are you going to go straight there?”
I bought it. Hey, the guy was wearing a stethoscope. He told me I was near death—mistake number one. I did not reject my flesh and pray in the Spirit-mistake number two. So, my belief and faith never got into the game, which set up my death.
Here is what happened next:
I drove to the ER. I didn’t think to have my wife drive. Apparently, that was another huge mistake. When the Docs heard about it, they flipped out. They believed that I very easily could have died behind the wheel before I got there.
When I arrived, the place looked like a war zone. Plastic was wrapped around everything, and they wouldn’t let my wife come in with me. They had been alerted that I was coming and had made preparations. They jumped on me like those guys changing tires at a NASCAR race.
In the blink of an eye, they rushed me into the Intensive Care Unit, knocked me out, inserted a feeding tube, a catheter, oxygen tubes, and shot me up with several different medicines, including Rimdisivir and Steroids. Thank you President Trump. That is not a political statement. After his recovery from Covid the President promised to make the medicines that saved him available to every one who needed it and he did. He also made sure that every hospital had as many ventilators as they needed. All were used to save me.
They did not work. I passed out. I have no idea how long I was unconscious, but when I came around, there was a gaggle of nurses and doctors standing over me, shouting at me and commanding me to breathe.
“Mr. Fleming!!!!!! You have to breathe!!! Smell the flowers, blow out the candles! You will die if you don’t breathe!!!!”
I was thinking to myself; oh darn folks, I am trying so hard not to breathe! Are you kidding me?
Out I went again. When I came around this time, I was in a different room. There was a group of Doctors outside my room that I could not hear. They were discussing me. Inside the room, a doctor was sitting at a large computer. After a while, He turned around and came over to my bed and told me that He was the head of the inhalation department or something like that. He told me that they were losing a fight. I was on as much oxygen as they could give me, and my lungs were not responding. He told me that He was going to remove my nose tubes and replace them with a face mask to see if that might help. I passed out again. I was flying a P51.
I woke up again; I was back in my old room in the ICU.
Two nurses sat outside of my room at computers monitoring me and doing other things. They had been there as long as I was there. One had piercing lightning bolt eyes. She stared at me pretty much constantly. Something was mesmerizing about those eyes. It was as if she was willing me not to die on her watch.
I was dying. I knew it. That fact did not bother me at all.
I want to die as soon as Jesus is through with me here. I can’t wait to be with my King.
Those eyes kept beaming at me. As I was staring back at her, my eyes rolled back in my head. She must have seen it immediately and called the doctors and super nurses. I was not there. I awakened to a loud, anxious female voice shouting at me.
The Doctor pealed my eyelids back and shined her flashlight into my eyes one at a time. That did not bring me around. Slowly I regained consciousness. The doctor was trying to get my eyes to track with her finger and had no luck. When they did open, she asked me where I was. I gave her the incorrect answer, St. Josephs’s.
She shouted back at me: “No, Mr. Fleming, you are in the ICU at Northside Hospital. I am the head of the ICU. We are trying to save your life. You are in critical condition, and your lungs have stopped working. You have severe double Covid pneumonia. We have been treating you with as much oxygen as we can give you, steroids and Remdisivir, and they are not working. So we need to ventilate you. Do we have your permission?
I nodded yes because I could not speak. Then my eyes rolled back again. I died.
There I was in the sea of Galilee, going down for the last time. The bright white light was on my far left. Jesus’s arm extended from it. Then I heard His voice. (Don’t be alarmed at that. I knew His voice because we talk all day, every day. If you have a problem believing that, study the tenth chapter of John).
“Allen, you have three choices:
The first choice is to come back to life and be the same person unregenerated person you have been, walking predominantly in your flesh, judging and condemning, having a fear of financial insecurity, teaching the Truth of My Word but not walking in it yourself.
The second is to come with Me right now and receive your heavenly rewards.
The third is to come back to life and allow Me to change you. You can enable me to guide you through taking off your old, unregenerated self and putting on your new regenerated self. If you do this, I want you to spend the rest of your time on earth teaching My flock how much I love them without qualification and infinitely because they don’t believe that I do. You will teach the message that all that is required of them is to believe and believe in Me, period! (John 6:28-29, John 3:16-18, Romans8:1,
and Romans 10:9-10) You will teach them that sin is not my province. You will teach them that I have forgiven all of their sins, past, present, and future, and have chosen not to be able to remember them. (Hebrews 10:10-18, Psalms 103:1-3, Zephaniah 3:17, John 1:29) As a result, we will reach more people with My message of love than you can ever imagine.
Now, if you choose option three, grab my hand and hold on as tight as you can, and whatever happens, do not let go!”
Obviously, I chose the third option and grabbed His hand, refusing to let go of it! I came to eight days later after coming in and out of consciousness but never letting go of Jesus’s hand. After nine more days of torturous treatments for other issues that developed in the hospital, which created the most terrible pain that I have ever known, I was released.
That was a very edited and short version of what happened. So many more astonishing miracles happened that I don’t have space to write. I did not know it, but when I arrived, my blood sugar level was at 1000. The combination of severe blood sugar levels and double covid pneumonia is, according to the doctors, an automatic death sentence. The doctors, nurses, technicians, and all of the people who treated me told me that I was a biblical miracle. They were all astounded that I made it.
On a follow-up meeting with the GP who sent me to the hospital, he told me that I could have and would have died at any moment if I had waited to go. I told him that I was unconscious for almost the entire nine days that I was ventilated. He told me that he knew that from reading my charts.
God saved my life to use to teach this and all of the other messages to come to you personally. Yes, He loves you (fill in your name here) that much. That is why you are now reading His love letter to you, whoever and wherever you are.
Will you help me reach more people than we can possibly imagine by sharing these messages with as many people as you can?
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