One Genuine Miracle...

A very good morning to you! It is the 13th June, Monday morning, 2022. And this is your friend, Angus Buchan, with a thought for today.

If we go straight to Acts 3, I am reading one verse, verse 10:

“Then they knew that it was he who sat begging alms at the Beautiful Gate of the temple; and they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him.”

One genuine miracle equals a thousand sermons. Haven’t we said that before? No one can contend with a genuine miracle... This man was lame from birth and had been sitting at the gate of the Temple, Beautiful, for 38 years, no-one had healed him. Peter and John said, “Silver and gold we don’t have but what we do have, we give to you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk.” The people were amazed when they saw him walking normally in the temple.

It reminds me of the Mighty Men Conference that we had here at Shalom in 2009. It was a Saturday morning, we were so excited... There were, I don’t know, maybe 120,000 - 220,000 men, I can’t even remember, were gathered together in the presence of God. I finished preaching, it was very hot. I went down off the platform that was about two storeys high. I went into a place where they had put shade cloth around and there were farmers waiting for me all the way from Australia. I started praying for them individually, as I walked out, I collapsed. My son Andy caught me. He was just coming down the steps after finishing the praise and worship.

I recovered, the men were around and they were weeping already. They put me in the car and took me to the house. I had a second heart attack, two heart attacks, and with this one my blood pressure went down to zero. They got a helicopter to casevac me to the hospital, I got to the hospital but as the helicopter left the farm, the pilot tilted the helicopter.

I was strapped on a stretcher and saw tens of thousands of hands praying for me for a miracle. And I want to tell you that when that helicopter touched down on the helipad in Pietermaritzburg, the city next to us, they took me into one of the top heart specialists in the world. He said to me, “Get on that treadmill.” He put up a big screen, he looked at it and said, “Mr Buchan, there is nothing wrong with you, you may go home.” A miracle had been performed.

You know, we saw the Sunday morning, I was preaching... Yes, I felt like I had been run over by a Mac truck but Jesus was there. When I made that altar call, men were weeping all over. Not because of me, not because of the heart attack but because of the miracle, that I was standing there preaching. Jesus is the Miracle Worker! Don’t ever forget that.

Have a wonderful day. God bless you,
Goodbye.