Location: Lohne, Germany
Brian works with a ministry called Fascinate Transformation School. The first school was located in Taylors, South Carolina. He traveled with some of the Fascinate community to Germany to help run another school put on by a missionary friend.
After a speaking engagement at a church in Germany, my friends and I went out to a late dinner with some of our new friends. The eight of us sat down in Burger King. Shortly after, we couldn’t help but notice two young men, one of which was becoming rather aggressive and angry.
He was slamming the table and yelling in German making quite the scene. These actions continued through the course of our dinner and towards the end he started crying and laid his face on the open contents of his cheeseburger.
We heard his friend across the table tell him that he should see a counselor. I thought to myself, “There are 8 counselors right here.” I headed over with my new German friend Jules to translate.
As we chatted with them we found out that a friend of theirs had died and that the angry boy had just been broken up with by his girlfriend. As tears, snot, mayonnaise, ketchup, and lettuce dripped from his face he stated openly and in English, “I don’t want to live anymore. I am going to cut my throat with a knife tonight!”
“I want to live now! I can’t wait for my life. I didn’t believe in God…until tonight.”
Jules talked to him for awhile about his past and the boy admitted he wanted to get rid of his depression. Jules and I told him that we have a quick fix for that. We said that all of us in our group had struggled with that in the past and that Jesus had fixed it all in one night. He agreed to be prayed over as his supporting friend watched with tears falling from his eyes.
The 8 of us laid our hands on him and after an incredibly heavy visit from the Holy Spirit he lifted his ketchup—embalmed head and all and started laughing saying, “I want to live now! I can’t wait for my life. I didn’t believe in God…until tonight.”
The craziness didn’t stop there.
“You are real. If everybody was like you this world would be a different place.”
The friend across the table – who was previously joining in prayer, weeping – was now cramming french fries, burgers, anything in site into his mouth as fast as he could. He started turning blue as he tried to choke himself to death right there in front of us. It was as if the demon bent on killing left the first boy when he received Jesus and started attacking his friend.
We laid hands on him like before. I left at this point to satisfy my curiosity and hang out with two ladies who had been watching intently. They turned out to be prostitutes (the first I’ve ever met) and we will hopefully be taking them cookies next week.
When I returned, both boys had received Jesus into their lives and were crying and hugging with members of our team. The whole restaurant was watching us at this point—staff included. Maybe 35+ people watching us as our intentional community used love to repair the hearts of two young men faster than any counseling session could have. The Burger King staff thanked us for what we did for the boys and welcomed us to their restaurant anytime.
Out of more curiosity I briefly chatted with the group of Muslim men watching us from a nearby table. After talking for a bit, they had decided that we were monks. After explaining what we followers of Jesus do, they told us, “You are real. If everybody was like you this world would be a different place.”
Amen! May our Heavenly Father continue to work through His children and awaken hearts to his Kingdom!