My Story

Every story starts somewhere, right? Although my journey with God actually began when I was three years old, and received my first vision, this is pretty much how it really all began for me, in all earnestness.

I am not a religious man. I was not brought up in the church and I love the outdoors. I have walked in many shoes and have been a soldier, a farmer, a rescue technician, an apprentice chef and numerous other roles in my life, yet I have always had a passion for God.

I had a few visions during my childhood. Not that many really, however, I always felt that God was with me and that visions were normal. I thought that everyone got them when God wanted to help them in some way.

It was 1984 and I was living in Brisbane, Queensland and had a half share in a business delivering garden supplies around the city. I had a girlfriend and quite a few friends, including a group of top models and designers.

My life was looking good and it was promising to get better and better!

That year was my Twenty First birthday, which happened to fall on Easter Sunday. Now, as I had no family in Australia at the time, I had decided to celebrate my birthday with a champagne breakfast. I bought a bottle of Verve Clicquot and some Camembert, etc and I was ready to have a lovely early breakfast and just chill out for the rest of the day.

I was sharing the Flat I was in, with the mother of one of my friend's from New Zealand, yes that's right, I'm a Kiwi by birth, but am now an Australian Citizen!

My flatmate had a boyfriend who was a Christian and they ganged up on me to get me to go to church with them for the Easter service and eventually I gave in and we all went to the Christian Outreach Center, in Mansfield.

Towards the end of the service, the Pastor asked if anyone wanted to be "born again" and if they did, could they raise their hand. My friend's mother was the only one, in an audience of hundreds of people, that I saw put up her hand. Then she nudged me! "Come on, come up with me." Now, I was a very shy young man and there was no way I was going to stand up, let alone go stand on a stage, in front of all those people.

I leaned forward and put my face in my hands, as if to hide I suppose and as I did, it was like a bolt of lightning shot through my whole mind and I heard a voice. It boomed like thunder and commanded me, "Go on, get up there!" So, I leaped out of my seat and grabbed the woman by the hand and exclaimed, "OK, let's go!"

She looked at me with a very confused look, but up she got and we walked down to the stage. By this time there were about twenty other people lined up on the stage. The Pastor started going along the line of people, praying over them and they were falling to the floor. Eventually, he came to me and said a little prayer over me, then he told me to fall down. I replied "I'm OK, I'm not feeling woozy or anything." He persisted and eventually I lay down on the stage.

After He'd gone along the whole line, we were all led down a flight of stairs behind the stage and a young man came up to me with a Bible in his hand. "Hi, you can understand this now, you've been born again!" he proclaimed. I thought, 'What a load of hogwash, I don't understand that any better than I did yesterday'. I had already been reading the Bible a lot, however after the experience I just had, the passion to understand it burned very strongly within me and I went home determined that I would go to church and learn to understand it fully.

I can't remember exactly how long after that it was, that one night, about three o'clock in the morning, the Holy Spirit came to me. His presence was supernatural and felt so warm and friendly. He told me that God had a plan and a purpose for me and that He was going to teach me directly. He told me that the Lord wanted me to sell or give away everything I owned and to pack a small bag with a change of clothes and the Bible I had been given, then head north.

So I did! I gave my half of the business to my partner, sold or gave away everything I owned and told my girlfriend I had to go away.

I hitch-hiked north and eventually arrived at Mackay, in Far North Queensland, on a Friday afternoon. By the time I got to the bank, it was closed. This was before Keycards and pin numbers. I spotted a Caravan Park across the road from a beach and thought that if I asked the manager nicely, he might let me stay until Monday, when I could get some money out of the bank and pay him. Of course, he wouldn't do that, so I wandered across the road and sat down on the beach as the sun began to sink below the horizon.

After no longer than a couple of minutes, I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned around to see a large, islander woman standing there. She had a beautiful, broad smile and was wearing a black T-Shirt with the words, "Christian Outreach Center" printed on it.

"God's just told me you need a place to stay for the weekend, is that right?" she asked.

I was surprised and replied sheepishly, "Yes, that's right."

"Well come on then, follow me!" she ordered. I spent the next three years travelling all over Australia, more than once, living by faith and God's amazing grace and providence. I experienced a wealth of amazing visions, revelations and supernatural experiences, which still continue to this day and the Lord has led me to understand His Book fully, beyond the shadow of a doubt.

In 1991, His supernatural presence came upon me with absolute power and glory. It literally overwhelmed my senses and I experienced His love flowing through me like a mighty rushing river of life that fountained through every pore of my body. I was taken out of my mind and experienced His peace that surpasses all understanding, through not being connected to the nervous system of the flesh. I was transformed by His presence and His absolute, majestic virtues, particularly absolute nobility, dignity, graciousness and humility, along with an overwhelming sense of reverential holiness and grace.

After a little while, I saw a thought rise up from my mind, like a puff of smoke and the thought was, "what I could do with this!" God then told me that He had chosen me to be the vessel for the spirit of Elijah and that I had to be made ready. That I had to be brought into the full knowledge and understanding of God and His kingdom way of life, beyond the shadow of any doubt and made absolutely humble, so that any thought like that would not arise and before I could walk in His presence 24/7. This is true for everyone.

I said to Him, "Lord, whatever it takes, make me ready." Then His presence left. To say His grace is amazing, is an understatement. It is beyond anything I could ever imagine and for days afterwards, I still felt like I was dancing in His absolutely graceful, gracious grace and floating on a cloud.

I knew what I was letting myself in for and I can tell you that I have been through the mill and the winepress. I have experienced many trials, tribulations and humiliations over the years. However the spirit of holiness (Holy Spirit) has always been with me and I have had the absolute pleasure of walking with Jesus in the kingdom and learned the true, majestic nature of the God of true love and the true way of eternal life in His realm.

oldman, new man