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Kenneth B. Visscher - Jesus Christ, The Resurrection and the Life
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Carole Vandyk
EMail: vandyks@erols.comI was sent to church as a child in England,United Kingdom-the Church of England-(a little like high Episcopalian worship in America). My parents never went, unless there was a rummage or bake sale,sometimes attended a play acted out by the Sunday school children.(usually something like Robin Hood,don't remember any religious themes) I visited another church and sang "O happy day when Jesus washed my sins away" Then I didn't know what it meant and no one explained it to me. So many years later,after I met my husband to be in the USA, I heard the Gospel again when we as a couple visited a married friend who was stationed on the same boat while my husband was in the Navy. We ate dinner, played some board games and then was kind of kidnapped and taken to church. I heard the whole Gospel message for the first time, the preaching was very alien to me and it took some time for the message to sink into my soul and heart. I had trouble trusting because of past abuse during my growing up years,and my image od a father was very negative. Reading God's Word, and thinking it out,made sense and I found what was missing in my life. I had been afraid to think about death before then but I seemed to have all the doubts taken from me. God is a great God and has answered most of my prayers to this day, I'm not perfect and mess up often but I am not a bit scared of death, or what comes after that. It's all in His Hands Now!
Kenneth B. Visscher
British Columbia, Canada
EMail: visscher@mail.netshop.netJesus Christ, The Resurrection and the Life
"The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple." Psalm 19:7
Each child of the king has their own personal testimony of glory to God their Father. This is my testimony, shared with my brothers and sisters in Christ in full confidence, knowing that any testimony of any child of the Lord is not really their own, but God's. God is writing the testimony of Himself into each one of us, and each one of us are in due time becoming a written epistle, read of many people, and read one day as they who are Manifesting their God. We share personal testimonies of our lives to comfort and edify the body of Christ, for in each testimony is the common thread of likeness and similarity in spiritual patterns. There is nothing in us that is not common with any who walk in God's light, but the sharing of it brings camaraderie, and peace as we openly and in love share our lives as vessels poured out on behalf of the truth. I tend to think that my testimony has however some very unique threads as God has in sovereignty and in power of His spirit spared me to this day to witness to and testify of His great work in the closing hour of this age. Here then is my testimony.
I was born and raised in Northern Alberta Canada, on a farm in the country. At the young age of 5 or 6 or 7 , one August, the Lord by the presence of His spirit visited me. This whole month was one of a glorious visitation, I was filled with the love and presence of God. Remembering that I was loved so, tears streamed down my face, and I knew that I was not just a young lad, but that I was a son of God. This powerful visitation promoted me to sing at the top of my voice Praises to God, weeping at His wonderful presence which melted my heart.
Then after that for 11 years, everything went wrong. It was a time of deep trial and fierce attacks upon my life. Looking in retrospect I see that it was the enemy of our souls who tried to end my life and bring me to the grave. There were five instances wherein I should of died but did not as the spirit of the Lord intervened and raised me up from death. In each of these instances I do remember now that they were in fact designed by the powers of darkness to attempt to silence one who would one day testify of the Power of Christ in his life. These were not mere misses, but actual physical onslaughts on my body that would of killed anyone. Mine is a testimony of God's intervention and healing. I will by pass four of the near death experiences and just share one. Each of these five instances was just as severe as this one, but each of them can not and did not silence the gift and calling that God had placed upon me as a son.
Now at the age of 13, we had a snow machine that we used on the farm. This one day however the schools were closed and there was a terrible snow storm that had shut the roads with two feet of snow with a temperature that was incomprehensible with the wind chill. I started the machine which had just previously been repaired and the engine exploded in my face. A piece of steel 3 1/2 inches by 3 1/2 inches by 3 1/2 inches tore out my skull leaving a sixteenth of an inch of bone above each eye socket. The front of my brain was destroyed as this steel became wedged in my skull and could not be pulled out. Both front lobes of my brain were scrambled, and a piece of steel pierced through to the middle of my brain leaving me with massive bleeding. The only thing I remember however was standing before an intense bright light, you see, I had forgotten about the Lord as things had gone so wrong in my life. But there was this intense light that was brighter than anything I have ever seen to this day. Blinding in its brilliance. I cannot remember what was said to me in that light but I do remember being at such peace. There was no pain, no hurt about the injury, just deep peace as this light surrounded me. Then the light began to fade very slowly and two figures in shadows appeared before my eyes. The figures gained intensity and became more and more noticeable as to features and who they were, at the same time the light faded more and more till the light was just a window and the figures were my parents praying for my at my hospital bed, my Mom and Dad, both there, both waiting for me to wake up. I went afterwards for months with just my skin on the brain,no plates till the following summer. The kids in school were excessively mean and three times the devil was in them and they held me down and beat on my exposed brain with baseball bats and cowboy boots and such. I remember how when passed out from being beaten, that God would intervene and I would come to as though nothing happened.
It was not until the age of 18 that I remembered again the Lord. At that time the Lord began to move in my life and began to show me His love and Care for me personally, and once again I was filled with His sweet presence. At the age of 19 I met my future wife at a youth camp on Shuswap Lake British Columbia. Janis and I have been together since 1976. But now the real important part of my testimony is what God has done thus far.
In late 1979, a year and a half after we were married, I was actively involved in pulpit ministry in churches. My preaching was that of the deranged preachers who teach of a God of everlasting torments for the damned. There was quite a following I had in those days, and was recognised as "someone special" in these denominations. That is till one Tuesday afternoon the Lord spoke one single word to me. He said "Quit". So I did, I then and there abandoned all the denominational churches, and for 7 long years the Lord took me aside and gave me His true and everlasting and yes thankfully, absolutely glorious gospel. The same gospel that was a bright and shining light to my wounded eyes at the age of 13. The same gospel known and believed by the early church, not tainted with the carnal interpretations of ungodly preachers and theologians, but given simply and purely by the spirit of God to a human heart. God instilled in me during those years the truth, not just that He is the Saviour of all men, that the blood of Christ avails for all, but that I too was one day going to be "A manifested son of the Most High God". Not just the plain truth that Christ will redeem all, but that there was a group, a company of saints that God would soverignly join me to who would as fellow runners, win this race and receive the prize of the High Calling of God in Christ Jesus. There was no sideways fellowship with anyone else for those 7 years, just fellowship with the Lamb of God. Then at the end, slowly and sporadically the Lord would have me cross paths with those who heard God as I did, and who knew of the Greatness of our God.
One thing however to any maturing saint is the chastisement of the Lord, a chastening balanced with pure love and useful direction. There was at the end of those years a deep knowledge of the word of God in me, an understanding in very depth and virtue of the true and living gospel, a love for God that was often overwhelming in its zeal. The desire to overcome with the Lord Jesus was permeating each day of my life. But I had poison in me. The poison in my life was my ego and my pride. But as a blind man I progressed in sharing and in what I thought was personal ministry, but this poison, noticed by others, wasn't seen by my own blindness. God began a process of chastisement that would teach me to fear Him alone.
For two and a half years, the Lord allowed the enemy, Satan, to take me into his own camp, and there deceived out of my mind, I continued to do what I thought was the will and the work of the Lord. But it was in fact the deception of the enemy. The deception was so deep and engrained that there was no way any of my friends could open my eyes to what I was doing. I got involved in things in my spiritual life that would of promoted stoning in old testament times. But then, after two and a half years of being tempted this way, the Holy Spirit opened all of a sudden my eyes and showed me - "My pride and ego". And I fell. But my fall was to the feet of the Lord. The Lord then explained to me through one of His prophets that I had been at the base of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil in my soul and there were picking poison mushrooms. I held these mushrooms in bouquets thinking them to be the truths of God's word when in fact they were poison and were not good for me to eat. Then suddenly the spirit of God opened my eyes and I saw these things for what they were and cast them as far as I could from me [repentance], into the sea of fire to be consumed by God who is a consuming fire. The deliverance from this was many years ago, but since then in humility and seeking meekness, the Lord has used me effectively to bring people into His Kingdom and to minister with a trembling voice the truth of His word. I had left the tree of the knowledge of good and evil and was walking now towards the tree of life in my soul, which life is the Lord Himself. With my wife and sons, we await the further motions of God's spirit that will now soon be in all the earth. Since I was deceived the Lord has given me many prophesies and poems that have been written down in a binder and I share them as led by Him. It is painful, this crucifixion of self, but afterwards it yields peaceable fruit to them that are exercised thereby. We are all hopeful of the great motion of God's manifestation in us, but that will come only to the extent that we are willing to be humbled and to humble ourselves before God. To the extent that we are willing to be crucified with the Lord in denying ourselves and daily taking up our individual crosses.
So I end my testimony with this as a final word. God will do all His will in the earth and none can stay His hand or say, "what doest thou?" The Lord will complete the testimony of Himself in each of us and with that testimony cleanse us from all the taints of the fall of Adam in us. This was my feeble attempt to share a portion of my life with you all, and in this attempt my hope is that we may all be equally comforted and encouraged by the comfort and edification of the spirit of the Lord. We overcome the enemy by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of ourtestimony, loving not our lives unto death. May God bless us all, God bless each of you.
In Christ
Trudy Veerman
Madoc, Ontario
EMail: ferryman@reach.netHe Answers Prayer
Psalm 65:5.... By awesome deeds in righteousness You will answer us.
Isaiah 38:2+3....Then Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and prayed to the Lord and said, "Remember now, O Lord, I pray, how I have walked before You in truth and with a loyal heart, and have done what is good in Your sight." And Hezekiah wept bitterly. vers 5...."Go and tell Hezekiah, Thus says the Lord, the God of David your father: "I have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears; surely I will add to your days fifteen years." By turning his face to the wall Hezekiah closed himself off and saw only GOD. His fervent prayer and tears made God change things around.
Genesis 32:26....And He said, "Let Me go, for the day breaks." But he (Jacob) said, "I will not let You go unless You bless me!" Jacob wrestled with God....Isn't this a little too bold....too unrespectful....too....too....??? Apparently not, because God blessed him right there. (vers 29). Just think about it.
Mark 11:24....Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you WILL have them. That is the secret !!!
Luke 11:9....So I say to you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.
John 15:7.... If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, you will ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you. Commitment and obligation on our part, before we can receive!
Through WW2 many Jews have been hid and helped by the Dutch People, as you probably know. I was just a child then, and was raised in a Church-going family, not necessarily a Christian family. But, we were taught that the Jews were God's people which whom God had a plan to fulfill. So, we loved the Jews, not really understanding God's plan.
Now, a brother of my father, my uncle Jack, had assisted a few Jews during WW2. After the war, the Dutch Queen recognized and honored many who had helped the Jews and so, my uncle received a medal "Order Of Orange Nassau" and a sum of money, this I learned years later.
Uncle Jack had put this money in a special account, because he treasured this Gift. He did not know what to do with it at that time, as he wanted to use it for something special....
Please, read on and find out what happened to that money !
John 14: 14...You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it.
My husband and I with our 4 small children, immigrated to Canada in 1967. I was only 27 then. My husband had a job as mechanical engineer. The wages were not high, but we were happy with whatever the Lord provided. (Both of us were saved before we were married).
We did not have any family or friends here, and did not know anybody but the Lord Jesus Christ. Although I never felt lonely, but rather very happy with my new-found country.
One day my husband said to me that he as head of our family, felt that it would be better if we would own a home, rather than renting. He continued: We would feel more that we "belong" and at least have a secure place to call "home".
He then asked me to come with him in the bedroom and agree with him in prayer. I did, and he asked the Lord to provide a house for us and of course money to buy one. Really, I did not have that faith, but my husband did and I wholeheartely agreed with him.
Just a few weeks later, this uncle Jack called from the Netherlands to tell me that he was going to the USA for business and if he could visit us so he could report back to my parents about our well-being. My husband had never met him, neither had uncle Jack ever visited us before !! Uncle Jack arrived and stayed with us for a couple of days. He was not a born-again believer, but he feared God. One morning, at the breakfast table he said: I have never seen such a lovely Christian family, your children sing praises unto the Lord early in the morning, they pray at the table and sing again at night (he and his wife had raised 6 children). He continued: I could not sleep last night, thinking about all I am experiencing here. It was as if the Lord was speaking to me to give you the money which I received from the Queen, after the WW2, so you can buy a home in the country.
My husband and I looked at each other with BIG eyes, we hardly could believe our ears, and both of us started to cry. Uncle Jack said: I hope I did not offend you, or.... He did not know what to think about our crying, little did he know about our prayers. Then we told him our story. Praise God, He is the Same... We received this "Gift of money" and we bought our first own hobby farm.
Well, we have faith in the Lord, that He looks after us. We do what we can and He has to
take over in the areas where we can't. And He Will. Amen. We have been in situations before which seemed hopeless and God pulled us through. Even our youngest daughter near drowned on me one day, while white water rafting. I was not with her at that time, I didn't even know about it, but all of a sudden the Lord drew my attention to her and I started to pray fervently.
Suddenly I knew her life was at stake.
A week later, she called me and told me about her experience while " White water rafting", when their raft turned over. She had been caught beneath it, being pushed up against it by her
floating life jacket, while the strong current took both downstream. She said that she knew she was going to drown, because she had no way of getting out from underneath. She could hear her buddies calling out,... they were missing her! Then through a miracle she was successfully pushed out for the second time from beneath the raft, further down stream.
I asked, when she phoned me: "When did this take place"? Surprisingly, she answered, "last Saturday morning. I felt someone must have been praying for me. It was a miracle".
That was exactly the morning when I was on my way to work to the hospital. The Lord urged me to pray and He saved your life!! We both started to cry while on the telephone.
The following week she came home. She showed us the picture of everyone who was in the raft, before they began their adventure. Happy.... smiling faces...... all action....!!
We cried again..!!
This could have been a very tragic accident, had I not been sensitive to the Spirit of God.
I know, He uses us as His instruments. He works through willing vessels.
This is just one of the many, many experiences I have had as a Christian. I said before I became a Christian, some 35 years ago: " If God can only do that which I can do, I don't need Him". I need God to do the IMPOSSIBLE! It requires Faith. Over the years this Faith has grown and the Lord has never disappointed me.
"Jesus Christ is the Same, Yesterday,Today and Forever".(Hebrews 13:8) We really can count on Him. People fail, including friends, aquaintances, yes...... Sometimes even spouses,
BUT.... THANK GOD....HE NEVER FAILS!
Man has to have faith in God, through Jesus Christ, or life shall become unbearable.
With Him, you need never feel alone or abandonded.
In Christ,
Trudy Veerman
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