This letter by Richard Powers "tells it all".
This letter by Richard Powers "tells it all".
Richard, Julie and Miranda Powers
January 23, 2001
Dear Brother and Sister Cunningham,
I pray that this letter finds you well and that this letter would bless you as much as you have blessed me.
I WANT TO THANK YOU BOTH FOR BEING OBEDIENT SERVANTS IN CHRIST AND FOR BEING FAITHFUL TO YOUR CALLING. IF IT WEREN'T FOR THIS, WE WOULD NOT HAVE MET. AS YOU STATED DURING YOUR FIRST MEETING, THAT IT WAS BY A "DIVINE APPOINTMENT" THAT WE WERE THERE. I BELIEVE IT.
IN ALL MY LIFE I HAVE NEVER MET SUCH A MAN OF GOD LIKE YOURSELF, WHO HAS BEEN USED BY GOD TO DO SO MANY WONDERIOUS THINGS. I HAVE NEVERE MET ANYONE WITH SUCH A HUMBLE SPIRIT AND WITH A HEART TO SERVE.
UPON RECEIVING THE TAPES OF YOUR MESSAGES, I HAVE BEEN LISTENING TO THEM EVERY DAY. I AM BELIEVING THAT THE SPOKEN WORD OF GOD ( THE SEED OF GOD) WILL PLANT IN THE SOIL OF MY SOUL AND GROW TO PRODUCE GOD IN ME; AND THAT THE LIGHT OF CHRIST WILL GROW IN ME TO DISPELL THE DARKNESS.
I HAVE BEEN CONTACTING MY BROTHERS IN THE LORD FROM CALIFORNIA TO FLORIDA, TO TELL THEM THAT I HAVE MET AN APOSTLE FOR CHRIST, AND THAT I HAVE TOUCHED THE HANDS THAT TOUCHED THE NAIL SCARED HANDS OF JESUS.
YESTERDAY, I SENT MY PASTOR FRIEND IN CALIFORNIA TAPED COPIES OF THE FIRST WEEK OF YOUR MESSAGES, ALONG WITH PASTOR RON'S BOOK ON THE MYSTERIES OF GOD REVEALED. I PRAY HE WOULD RECEIVE IT IN HIS SPIRIT SO THAT HE MAY BE BLESSED.
MY FAMILY AND I MISS YOUR PRESENCE HERE AND WE LOOK FORWARD TO YOUR RETURN TO CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP.
I INCLUDED SOME MONEY FOR YOUR MINISTRY AS I PROMISED AND I WILL CONTINE EVERY MONTH. I PRAY FOR THE DAY WHEN I CAN HEAR THE VOICE OF THE HOLY SPIRIT AND THAT I WOULD LISTEN AND OBEY HIS WILL.
THE SECOND PAGE IS THE VISION I SAW OF YOU WHILE YOU WERE MINISTERING. I PRAY THAT IT WILL BLESS YOU.
Your faithful friend,
Richard
Vision of Apostle Paul Cunningham
While Brother Paul was preaching the Word, I believe it was on the first or second night, in my mind I had a vision of him, dressed as a soldier, wearing a helmet, a breastplate, a robe, and shoes.
The reason I say that, was becasue I noticed that his armor was dirty and very worn. I perceived that he had just returned from battle and that he was a great warrior, because of the battle scars, (small indentations), that I saw all over his breastplate.
This Testimony is so dramatic, you need to go to the site, to read it.
Personal testimony of the Paul J. Cunningham family, of how God saved the family from death, as told by Paul J. Cunningham.
As we started back from our revival in Elk City, Okla. at The Potters House, on April 26th, 1999,
we were pulling our 40 foot, 5th wheel travel trailer, with our 1984 Ford Diesel, dually.
We were making good time, when, suddenly, the transmission went out! This was a real suprise, as
we had just spent nearly $2000.00 having the transmission "rebuilt" in Grants, NM. 30 days before.
The "rebuild" job, obviously was a 'dud"... so we stopped and I made a lot of phone calls, and seemed
to have arrangements made to get the transmission "re-done" again, but there was only one problem... I had to
take the transmission into their (Aamco's) shop, to get it done. So.... we had our daughter Kim bring her
Susburban with our Commercial Tow Bar. Both Kim, her husband Robert, their 2 children, Linda and her 3 children all came to "help"...
When they arrived, we hooked onto the pickup and trailer, and began towing the "whole shooting match">
All went well for about 35 miles, then, without warning, one of the chains on the tow bar, BROKE, sending the
whole "shooting match" running down the highway like a "loose cannon".
We saw the pickup and trailer coming at us...and called on Jesus! The Pickup struck the Suburban twice, sending it
careening across the Interstate Hwy... sideways.... and then around and around! We knew that, except for a miracle from
God, WE WERE ALL DEAD! We began to pray for "others" who might become involved in the accident.... and, somehow, MIRACULOUSLY,
there was not another vehicle close enough to become involved!
Miraculously, the Suburban came to a stop, and we checked ourselves, and we were all ALIVE, and UNINJURED! We looked
around for the pickup and trailer, and saw them sitting right side up, PARKED next to a guard rail. as though someone had parked them!
We found some damage to the pickup (aprox.$3000.00, and some to the lower right sheet metal on the side of the trailer, BUT NOTHING LIKE IT COULD HAVE, (AND SHOULD HAVE) BEEN!
We called the tow truck and they towed the pickup and the trailer into the city of Shamrock, Texas, and, to make a long story short, we came on home to Plainview, Texas, and PRAISED GOD EVERY MILE OF THE WAY, FOR SENDING HIS ANGELS TO KEEP US SAFE AND SAVE US ALIVE, AND PARKING THE PICKUP AND TRAILER (which could easily have gone off the highway, down into the 40 foot ditch at the side of the road, and been totally destroyed, as well as all of us losing our lives!) GOD IS SO GOOD! WE GIVE HIM ALL PRAISE AND GLORY FOR THIS MIRACLE OF DELIVERANCE! TRULY THE GOD OF MIRACLES LIVES TODAY!
Today, May 25th, 1999, we were all here in the house in Plainview, Texas, doing various
things, when the notice came over the TV that there was a "Severe Thunderstorm Warning" in effect
for our area! The weather reporter said, "Tornados have been sighted at Olton, (which is 25 miles
west of Plainview) and the storm is moving east at about 25 miles per hour"... "everyone in the path
of the storm should begin to prepare to take shelter." Our oldest grand daughter, Christi, was very
disturbed by the news, as the "weather man" had been to her school and literally "overemphasised" the
situation concerning "thunderstorms", thus, nearly creating a state of terror in her, when a cloud
comes up.
To try to put her mind at ease, we all went to the storm cellar, with a battery radio, and listened
to the reports, and "waited the storm out"! Of, course, we prayed, rebuking the storm and knew that God
had heard us, and that no tornado would come near us!
After aproximately 3/4 hour, we decided it had passed over, and we would come up out of the storm
cellar. One by one, my husband Paul, helped the 5 grandchildren up the wooden stairs out of the cellar.
Finally, I started up, and he said, "darling, give me your hand, now", and reached out and took my hand.
(He was standing at the top of the stairway.)
As soon as he took my hand,the stairs fell out from under me, and I was left dangling in space,
only held by his strong hand! Immediately, he pulled me up to where he stood, on the top of the
broken flight of stairs. He helped me to climb out of the cellar, and then got a ladder and helped out
2 daughters to climb out.
Once again, God delivered us from destruction! This evening, I cannot help but realize just how
awesome God really is! I praise Him for His hand upon our lives, and His power to deliver! I praise Him
also, for MY HERO! My husband Paul, who, once again, "saved me"!
