Almost two years ago, we were called to start The Ark Healing Rooms. Answering God's call without delay, we organized a group of volunteers from churches throughout New York City. “Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received; freely give.” (Matthew 10:8).
Throughout our ministry, we have seen many people healed, set free and delivered. Lives are being changed. Even our volunteers, by pouring out to those in need, are being touched.
Every other Saturday we get together in different locations within the City to open the door for God to move in and through us. Every few months we host Worship Nights and training events - sometimes with guest speakers from outside the City.
We are a non-profit and run strictly by volunteers. We all know that NYC is one of the most costly cities in the world and our expenses are high, including rent, hiring speakers & trainers and administrative details. We need your financial support to make a difference in your life and the lives of other people.
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I came in to 39th St. a week ago Saturday, St. Patrick’s Day, and London and Markus prayed for me. My lovely wife couldn’t leave the apartment. We prayed for her and for the same things for me as two weeks before – the effects of probably a stroke – and this time, more so for painful arthritis and possibly fasciaitus (sp?) in both feet. Well, during the prayer, a very strong surge of God’s love power flowed through their hands and filled my entire body. After they were finished praying, Markus asked me, “Did you feel that?” How could I not? He suggested I just accept it, and I almost forgot my walking staff as I left. Walking across town, on St. Patrick’s Day, was a bit of a trial because of crowd control. I saw an art show, I felt better, but life was pretty much the same. Monday morning though, my feet were immediately different at the beginning of the day. Not only did they no longer hurt, but they worked with a freedom that was completely new. The toe joints all move. The plantars are no longer in such tension that it feels they’ll snap. The ankles comfortably rotate to all angles.
I’ve searched in my vocabulary for words to describe this. I call my feet Born-Again Feet because they are not the same as they were years ago, before the disease. They’re an up-grade. At work, I’ve said it’s like walking on clouds when the clouds squeeze up between my toes like mashed potatoes. Each step is truly enjoyable, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. And not only are my feet new and born-again, but my experience in life is transformed in a way that will play-out in time. The first healing of me, at Vineyard in 1982, The Lord set up circumstances and a cast of thousands to heal me. This time He went right into my body and changed it, never to be the same again. Now I’ve got Gospel Feet and had another encounter with Forever.
So – how can I say thanks?