Memories

I was dressed like a firefighter and was working with one more person. I was trying to knock a window down and tried very hard by hanging on to a rope and finally managed to know the window down. The room was up above many stories.

When we got in, I could see a middle aged guy in 20s. Everybody said about him that is kind of mentally ill. So, I was kind of afraid to approach him. But, he seemed to be ok but was very sad and tried to commit suicide. He had taken so many pills in.

Finally, I had to tell him about Jesus. I cried when I was telling him about Jesus. The other colleague asked me why I am crying. To that I responded saying “I am just overwhelmed by God’s love to him”. After that, the man’s body was becoming very weak because of the numerous pills. I then prayed and commanded the pills to come out.

The pills came – many of them  – some already partially digested but came out by the power of Jesus name. Many of them were white in color.

Manoj