A Turkish gentleman

I never thought a guy would go by the name of "Heidi". And every time I call him "Heidi" I want to chuckle. He was dark with very distinguished looking grey hair. He is constantly busing himself around the mission, cleaning up, tidying up things. With a quick humor and easy manners he can talk quite a bit.

This particular day I got the honor to go with Heidi to young's place and help her with some gardening work. On the way I will get to find out the story behind this Turkish gentleman...

"You would not believe me if you saw me a few months ago! I'm a completely different man right now! I used to sleep right there in the park next to the mission. I was an alcoholic and had to be on bunch of psych drugs. I couldn't walk except with a crutch. But now I can run!"

"Whenever I passes by, your friend, young, she would always come up to pray for me. She would grab me and pray for me ( I can just imagine Young, grabbing people from the road and lay hands on them. she tells me "this is the heart of the Father!"). Then one day, when she prayed for me, I don't know what happened. I just got struck by something and I fell down. The Holy Spirit just hit me and I didn't know where I was. Ever since then, life changed completely for me. I used to not be able to sleep at night, unless I took drugs. and one night I just prayed for myself and decided that the Lord would heal me. I have not taken drugs in ages and I sleep very well at night. One day I wanted to go to church, but my legs are weak and in pain. So I told my legs, 'legs, you are going to take me to church today!' oh man, i couldn't catch up with them on the way to church."

Heidi wanted to tell everyone about Jesus, especially all his family in Turkey. It was amazing sitting with this brother, basking in the incredible grace of our Father. I cannot describe that heavenly feeling. Deep down inside, I'm praying for my family. I'm asking the Lord that they too will know the height and the depth of His redeeming love.