His ranting about "spiritual presences" and contact with the soul of dying patients strikes me as absurd as Benny Hinn, and dozens of American TV evangelists like him.
Here’s a typical scene. A small, frail older black woman in a wheelchair is brought up the aisle to where Rev **** stands.
‘Do you believe Dr Jesus can cure you?’ **** booms. He appears to divine the name of the woman’s doctor and the specifics of her illness.
‘You have not talked to anyone or sent a note up here to anybody. Is that right?’ he asks. ‘Your doctor told you that you have crippling arthritis and will never walk. Is that right? Well, Dr Jesus is healing you right now. Get up out of that wheelchair and walk.’
She does and **** climbs into the wheelchair. ‘Now show me how fast you can push. In the name of Jesus,’ he calls as he rolls down the aisle, ‘let’s all give the Lord a big hand.’
As the end of the well-orchestrated half-hour approaches, Brother ***** makes his pitch: ‘Write me today, I’ll anoint your letter, I’ll pray for you and write back, even if you do not send an offering. But if you do send a tax-deductible offering of $20 or more (remember we have to raise seven million dollars a year to keep broadcasting God’s word to you) I’ll send you copies of my books How to be Healed in Three minutes and How to Keep your Healing.’
This whole tragic scene was played out by players with their own agendas and a very personal family matter became a public abstract.
Thank you Jim, for your wise words.