The recent youth crusade held on Sept 12th & 13th 2003 were a wonderful time
of blessing for all. It was great to see so many young people hungry for God. Friday
night I prayed for a lot of young people and was compelled to keep pushing on as
we had only a few to lay hands on them. I had no time to see what the other workers
were doing. I came to a young man aged about seventeen and though nothing appeared
to be happening, I felt loathed to leave him and told him so. I asked him did he
feel anything and he nodded his head indicating that he did.
Then I asked had he been baptized in the Holy Spirit and he said he had not. I told
him no one ever even spoke in English with their mouth closed and suggested that
he should praise the Lord, even softly, and he did. As I prayed over him I could
see his mouth moving powerfully and Pastor Paul McCarthy came and prayed for him
too. The young man went down under the power of the Spirit with his lips still moving
but there was so much noise around us we could not hear what was coming out of his
mouth, but it certainly looked like he was speaking in tongues.
Saturday afternoon Pastor Paul McCarthy gave a powerful message. Those in their
late teens and early twenties responded, seeking earnestly for more of the Lord.
All of them fell under the Holy Spirit's anointing. Pastor Gerald James also gave
a stirring message in the evening and again many young people flocked forward. At
the end of the row where I started to lay hands on people were a considerable number
of young girls that looked to be aged about fourteen. They were so hungry for God
that they were falling as fast as I could lay hands on them. Again we were short
of workers so because they were falling close together I laid hands on them two
at a time while they were on the floor. They were all laid so close together that
I was compelled to bring one young girl forward to give her room, and she joined
the rest on the floor. It looked like a battlefield with bodies all over the place.
And it was. The battle was the Lord's.
Ian Jenkins