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Chapter 34. The Gypsy Church

May 31, 2010

The Gypsy Church

The Pastor Parker laid the phone down. His tried to process what he had just heard. The unknown caller was from another city and said he attended a large Pentecostal church there. He was a new convert. He said his name was John.

He had been baptized in Jesus Name and received the Holy Ghost a few months prior. He was very thrilled with the Holy Ghost and wanted others in his family and his friends to experience it too.

He told his pastor that he was a Gypsy and that he could get about 75 Gypsy’s to come to a service in Pastor Parker’s town if Bro. Parker would have a special service just for them and them alone. The Gypsy’s Pastor gave him permission to call Bro. Parker and see if it could be arranged.

Brother Parker had agreed. Now he was wondering what he would do with that many unbelievers in a church service without any help from the saints or any music either.

He prayed about what he would preach. He wanted to keep the message simple and easy to understand. He knew he would preach about the necessity of baptism in Jesus Name and the essentiality of the Holy Ghost speaking with tongues.

Thursday night had been agreed on. The new convert from out of town would drive the nearly 3-hour trip and bring them all to church with him. They were clannish and wouldn’t come alone.

The night arrived. About seventy Gypsies showed up and quietly sat in the pews staring at the lone figure on the platform. They looked guarded and apprehensive. It was against their nature to trust anyone but their own kind. Pastor Parker knew he needed a miracle of some kind tonight.

Bro. John came up to the edge of the platform and greeted the pastor and introduced himself. He asked Pastor Parker if it would be OK for him to give his own personal testimony.  Bro. Parker thought that would be wonderful.

Without music or a song, Bro. Parker walked off the platform and stood in front of the pulpit. He introduced himself to the audience and welcomed them all. He told them he was honored that they had come and that for the last several days he had been praying for them.

He then explained about Bro. John’s phone call and invited him to come and greet them.

Bro. John knew most of the people in the audience. He told them what had happened to him. He explained how he had heard a preacher preach about Acts 2:38. He said at then end of the sermon he had gone down to the altar and repented. He then got baptized in Jesus Name and had come up out of the water speaking with tongues.

He then told them how his life had changed. In one night, his addictions were gone. His language cleaned up. He felt clean, honest, pure and holy. The audience was mesmerized. They could see a change in him.

When Bro. John sat down, Pastor Parker took over. In Home Bible study tones and style, he carefully explained the plan of salvation and their need for it. Without emotion, music or fanfare, he gave the invitation to come, repent, get your sins washed away and receive the Holy Ghost.

They stood and as a group came forward. Their approach was different than the good Pastor had expected. Instead of crowding around the front of the altar to find a place to pray, they all stood in line like they were waiting to order at McDonald’s. They waited to pray, one at a time. When one finished, they stepped aside and another took over their spot and began to pray.

Pray they did. As soon as they repented they wanted to be baptized. Pastor Parker was busy baptizing and Bro. John was praying with the seekers.

After about 35 minutes into the altar service, a middle-aged man took his turn to have Bro. John pray with him. He had stood reverently in line waiting to be next and watching all the others pray. He had heard them repent. He wanted the Holy Ghost too.

When Bro. John asked him to close his eyes and raise his hands, he did. He prayed loud enough that others could hear every word.

He said, “God have mercy on me. I’m a sinner. I’m no good. I’m a thief. I’m a crook. I’m a con artist. I’m a shyster. I’m a no good. I’m …’sha na kantola mebe’… “

He stopped. The tongues had surprised him. He kept his hands in the air and his eyes closed. And was silent for about 5 seconds.

He then said, “Well God, whatever the ‘H —‘  that was!” No one seemed bothered.

It wasn’t much longer before he was praying in tongues. He got baptized that night along with 39 others.

This Too Is Home Missions.

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. June 1, 2010 12:45 am

    LOL….I can’t stop laughing over this one..Only in church can some of the funniest things happen. God must have a sense of humor!

  2. June 12, 2010 10:41 am

    A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. This post (and “The Get Run Over Church”) are the two most recent ones that were an extra strong dose of laughter. I agree with Brother Spell, God does have a sense of humor.

  3. January 3, 2011 4:52 pm

    LOLOLOLOL!!!

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