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Weathering The Storm

September 17, 2013
While I was praying and pondering what to write here today I got a phone call from a nurse I used to work the midnight shift with back in the early 90’s.  Her call prompted me to re-share the following.  I am glad to report that she remains a dear sister in Christ to me after all these years.
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Greetings,
 
“A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped.  Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion.  The disciples woke Him and said to Him, ‘Teacher, don’t you care if we drown.’  He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, ‘Peace!  Be still!’  Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.  He said to His disciples, ‘Why are you so afraid?  Do you still have no faith?’  They were terrified and asked each other, ‘Who is this?  Even the wind and waves obey Him!”  Mark 4: 37-41
 
A Canadian friend and I were exchanging testimonies yesterday, so I thought I would also share this story here today:
 
Back in 1992 I was working as a Psychiatric Technician in a mental health facility.  I was at the nurses station charting when this HUGE patient came up and punched out the wire reinforced window, during a fit of rage.  There was glass and blood everywhere.  This guy was six foot eight and weighed over 400 pounds.  All the staff stood up and looked at each other first in disbelief and then everyone turned and looked directly at me expecting that I should be the one to do something about the problem at hand.
 
I stepped out of the station and into the hallway about 8 feet away from the troubled patient.  The psychiatrist asked the patient if he was alright, but got no response.  Then I spoke to the giant, asking him to calm down.  He raised his fist and took a big step towards me.  I asked him to think about what he was doing.  Again no response.  Then I said, “You are a big man and you could hurt me, but I am pretty big too and you are also going to get hurt if you want to fight.”  Again no response.  Then I stepped right up to him and whispered in his ear.  Immediately he calmly turned around and went back to his room.
 
The staff was dumbfounded and the psychiatrist who was a German Jew asked me, “Vat did ewe say to heem?”  I then faced everyone and said, ” I just told him peace, be still, in Jesus Name.”  The Doc did not know what to say at first, but a few moments later he actually said, “Jesus huh? I don’t understand it, but it worked. Good job Kirk.”  All the other staff just smiled and nodded in agreement.  
 
During the clean up I was asked very probing questions about what happened and I just kept giving all the credit and glory to Jesus.  Several days later I worked a midnight shift and the nurse who worked nights questioned me about the incident.  After a couple of hours of conversation she asked Jesus to invade her life and she still serves Him to this day.  The name of Jesus is very powerful and He can calm any storm, be it weather or emotional.  Anyway, that’s just another day in the life of this long haired Jesus freak.
 
Love and ……
 
Kirk Out !
 
 

 

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3 Comments
  1. Ramma permalink

    Chris, this is so precious. I love the simplicity in Christ. In His simplicity lies the power to change the world! I pray His peace to envelope you each and evey day as well.
    Ramma

  2. "BK" permalink

    Yes, precious, indeed! I have to say again for those who tell us ‘nothing happens today like it did in the book of Acts’…..if we all journaled all these type of experiences and put them in a book we would have to call it “The continued Acts of the Holy Spirit…..”. 🙂 “BK”

  3. "BK" permalink

    I actually had a similiar experience, but not quite as dramatic. If there’s two of us then there has to be more! I had taken my Gramma to SeaTac Airport and put her on a plane back to Michigan. As I was walking out there was a HUGE commotion at one of the gates. A young man in his mid-late twenties was on his feet, shouting profanites LOUDLY, flailing his arms. A couple of men had grabbed him and pulled his suit coat down from his shoulders over his arms like a strait jacket and sat him down. He was still wildly fighting and cursing. I just turned in there and walked up to them. A young woman who appeared to be his sister, said to me with eyes wide “I don’t know what this is. He’s never done this before.” I smiled and said, “It’ll be alright.” I walked up to him, leaned down and, like Chris, whispered the love and peace of Jesus in his ear. He immediately relaxed, pulled his suit jacket back up properly and looked tired and dazed. I looked at the young woman and said, “It’ll be fine now.” and left as the security folk arrived. Our God is truely an AWESOME GOD! Love (and thanks for sharing, Chris), “BK”

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