The most memorable event of my life happened on the 10thJune, 1973.  That was a long time ago now, but I remember it so clearly.  Normally those words are used for a traumatic event. With me it was a totally life changing experience.  Prior to that I guessed there was a God, or hoped there was a God, or totally gave up on there being a God.  No proof, no logic.  I prayed for things but nothing happened.

Having been brought up in a denominational church, I was supposed to never question, but I was also brought up in a logical family.  Facts were sought and discussed, but when it came to God, the reverse was true.  Why?

My eldest brother told my other brother and me about a church he went to, so we went along to check it out.  After a church meeting and a musical they put on I was unimpressed.  Based on a Bible with no proof that it is anything other than a book.

Then, my brother left one Sunday and came home a few hours later totally changed.  He was happier and just “different”.  He said he had received the Holy Ghost in that meeting and spoke in tongues.  I didn’t believe in churches or the Bible, but here was a change I couldn’t deny. I kept talking to Dad to get his views, then to my brother.  Dad was uncertain, my brother had proof.  So, after a week of discussions and arguments I went along to the church again. This time it was completely different.  The talk was amazing, the stories people told me were amazing!  So, I did what they said, I was baptised by full immersion in water.

The next day I was coming home from university (where I was failing deliberately) and stopped at a traffic light in Melbourne.  I was confused.  So I talked to God. “I am sick of getting people’s views that are so contradictory!  If You are real, then You prove it!”.  The light changed, I took off, but by the time I reached the other side of the intersection I was totally changed.  I was speaking in tongues, I knew there was a God, my back was suddenly healed (motorcycle accident wrecked my back) and I had a purpose in life.  That was 20thJune, 1973, at 4pm.

I have been attending the Revival Centres Church ever since.

I went on to finish my degree, then get two more. I ended up a senior scientist at CSIRO.  From there, my wife and I started an international consultancy business.  All that from a guy who decided to deliberately fail at university.

Was that my only miracle?  No way!  I used to travel a lot for work and managed to get a Chinese worm.  It hatched in my gut, then ate its way out and started to munch on my heart, kidneys and liver.  Every 5 seconds I felt “chomp” for 6 months.  I was extremely sick and was finally diagnosed by a visiting Chinese doctor.  The solution, she said, was to take poison for two weeks when in hospital.  Then either I would die or the worm would.  So, I went to a Sunday meeting and again heard about our healing God.  It struck me that God heals us and then we die at 70-80, such a short time after really.  Why do it then?  Because God loves the socks off us!  That thought rang inside me!  Then I realised that the pain and weakness had suddenly gone.  My wife said my skin colour had gone from yellow to pink.  The worm was dead!

So many more things have happened over the past five decades!  But the best is that I know, I KNOW, that there is a God.  I know what He wants of me.  I know that the Bible is true because I can logically prove it and have experienced in my life the promises that it says I should receive.

Moss – Melbourne Revival Church