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  | LIGHTNING STRUCK... |
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Working in the fields with his father, Omar Mohammed watched a black scowl gathering across the face of the sky and heard thunderclouds growling with menace. Omar and his father ran for shelter, the storm pursuing them with lightning flashing like a glittering sword... Eventually he stirred, finding himself alive. Nearby, his father's twisted form lay sprawled. Omar crawled over but could see he was lifeless. The angry storm had robbed him of his father. What would have been his shocked scream of panic, issued as a wordless croak. He could not utter a syllable. He was dumb! Uncanny silence also engulfed him. Neither the thunder nor the hissing of the gale were penetrating his ears. They were dead! In fact, later diagnoses revealed that the high electric voltage lightning had burned out his voice and aural capacities. In one tragic second his future had been wrecked! Desperately ill in hospital, doctors and specialists studied and examined his injuries. Weeks, months, no improve-ment. More hospital visits, more examinations, more consultants and the final verdict - the damage was irreversible! Nothing in the world could be done for the young man. Omar had grown up in Southern Sudan. After this terrible mishap he was officially registered as having a major handicap, being deaf and dumb! The government granted him identification as a disabled person, giving him license to beg. Begging was his only way to survive. Omar set himself up daily outside the busy campus of the Khartoum University and for over five years became part of the scene familiar to thousands. Then, at the beginning of the year 2000, he read that the German evangelist Reinhard Bonnke and the “Christ for all Nations” team were coming to Khartoum for meetings in the vast Green Square, the area where government rallies were held. For Omar, events were rare, especially free events like this one. When he saw people moving in like great streams, flooding the Square, he joined them. |
  | TWICE... |
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The multitude sang around him and Omar could see this man speaking from the platform. But despite the high-powered amplifiers not a word reached him. He grasped what was happening however, when the evangelist prayed for all the sick and afflicted people, for many pressed forward to demonstrate that they had been healed. In his silent world he heard the whisper of hope... On the second afternoon Omar was there again in the service, near the front. Once more the preacher spoke, following it with instruction and prayer for the afflicted. Then it happened! Bitter fate had once flashed from the sky and wrecked his life, but as Reinhard Bonnke spoke the Name of Jesus, it felt to Omar as if lighting had struck him again! He was felled to the ground as before. What now? He soon knew! An explosion of sound burst upon him - two hundred thou-sand people roaring with joy! He could hear, acutely! He leaped to his feet, shouting! It was impossible but his voice was back - in full strength! |
  | TOTALLY HEALED! |
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He became conspicuous, jumping, delirious with joy! The magnitude of the marvel moved and touched the crowd.
On the last day of the campaign, Omar came and stood before the multitudes demonstrating the restoration of his faculties - his once lost voice declaring the goodness and glory of the Lord! He said he was returning to his home in the |
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south to take up work, no longer having to beg. He was now able to earn his daily bread. As 210 000 spectators praised God, he announced he would be surrendering his disability document to the appropriate officials, together with the explanation that he no longer needed it because Jesus Christ had healed him! www.cfan.org/rsa/index.htm |