Fire in our hearts - The Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTSON THE MARCHelder, crashed down and began to breathe heavily and twitch,as if he’d been connected to the mains! Others fell and lay onthe floor laughing, weeping or looking quietly beatified. I surveyedthe scene amazed, amused, and annoyed at my calmness.I’d read lots about revivals, mystics and pentecostals.Raptures, visions and crisis experiences were marvellous inmy eyes — but they never happened to me. Oh well.Linda went down with her hands clasped gracefully like apraying madonna. She lay there all night. About one in themorning someone threw a quilt over her.The word “covenant” was burned into my heart,’ she said.‘Something happened inside, and I’ve never really been the same.’The Birmingham campaign followed a few days later andLinda was there as an evangelist. One night she saw lights inthe darkness of her room and sensed the angels. She wrote:‘In the mornings the team prayed for the anointing beforegoing out. We were getting bold and God touched people whenwe prayed with them. One or two even landed on the pavement,and some of our own evangelists had to be carried backto the bus!’‘What will happen at the leaders’ meeting?’ wethought. When it came, Noel spoke from Scripture about fallingand trembling under the power of God. He expected atime of weeping away past sins, and emotional hurts, but soonthe King’s Room at Cornhill was in an uproar. Laughter waseverywhere — great guffaws and belly laughs! One brotherswayed on his feet groaning and bellowing as Noel tried tominister. He gave up! Respected elders were rolling on thefloor clutching their stomachs. Others were in varying degreesof consciousness.297