TAKING PICTURES OF JESUS TO THE HOSPITAL

The Father told us to go to the Hospital to give out free pictures of Jesus. He said, "Go in the middle of the week", so on Wednesday, August 23, 2006, Char Tierney, Therese Cooper and her son went together to the hospital with pictures of Jesus.

Jesus led us the whole time. We have been to hospitals before and you really have to be led by Jesus while there because many hospitals have a policy of "not mixing church and state" and therefore you often do not have much freedom in giving out the pictures. What we have always done when Jesus brings us to a hospital is give the pictures out as quickly as we can before we are forbidden to give them. (Which we have been twice after a certain amount of time.) But you will find that in hospitals, almost everyone wants one. And it was at a hospital that one of the most wonderful healings that Jesus has done around us happened:

This miracle happened in 2004, the day after the grandchild of Doug and Therese Cooper was born. We went to visit the newborn baby and new mommy and daddy at the hospital and of course we took pictures of Jesus along to hand out. While there, their youngest son, Jordan Cooper, gave pictures to one man and told him, "Talk to Jesus. He will talk to you." The man replied, "Oh, I talk to Jesus everyday. My son has a serious condition so I am always talking to Jesus to help." Well, we stopped (we were leaving) and gathered around him to ask about his son and pray for him. Just then the mom came along with the boy, who was 11 months old. The mother looked like she was in a state of permanent pain and shock. The father said that the baby had a condition in which the bones in his head were fusing together. He was going to have to have surgery soon or it was clear he would die. Jordan and Therese and I laid hands on him and prayed for him. Jordan asked Jesus to make the bones inside the child's head to become normal, just as Jesus created him to be. About two to three weeks later we got a phone call from the dad, who was filled with joy. Jesus had healed his baby! He said that they took him in for the surgery. The doctors did a last minute MRI to see exactly how the bones were situated before they started the surgery. Then they brought out the MRI from before and they put it up alongside the MRI from that day. They said, "We don't know how to explain this, but everything inside the boys head looks totally normal. Not only are bones no longer fused, but some bones in the back that had not developed have now 'stretched' and they are exactly where they should be". The dad jumped up and cried out, "I know how it happened. It was Jesus!"

So, this week when we went to the hospital, we took as many pictures as we could in a backpack. We had our last 20 of the 8x10s and about 40-50 of the medium size (4"x6") and probably five hundred or more of the smaller ones (about the size of a playing card) with string on them. (The smaller pictures are strung so you can wear them around your neck. Some people hang them in their cars.) When we got to the hospital, we suddenly decided to go to the chaplain's office first, even though we have had experiences with chaplains not being too helpful. There was an assistant chaplain (woman) inside and we gave her ten of the 8x10s and several mediums and probably about 75 of the card-sized pictures. She said she was glad to have them and she would give them to the regular chaplain and tell her that they are available and that if they run out we will bring them more. We asked her if we could give out the pictures in the hospital and she said we could go to the various desks and ask them if they wanted them.

This was like a wide open door! We left her office rejoicing! We went to admitting desks and nurses office on many of the floors and we would lay out the pictures on the desk with a smile and say, "The chaplain said we could offer them, and you can have them if you want, and people can get them from the desk if they want. This way no one will feel forced but will be free to have one if they wish." And everywhere we went the employees would take the pictures and let Char lay them out for others. And while Char talked to them at the desk, Therese would go around the room and give pictures to everyone in the various waiting rooms, and almost everyone would take one or more.

Finally, we were getting low on pictures and we went to the heart department and then we were going to go to intensive care. In the heart department every person took a picture of Jesus and we met a woman whose son-in-law was recovering from surgery, and we prayed for him. We left that department and went to go to the intensive care. Well, we hadn't looked on the chart to see where it was but we knew it was near the heart department, and in the elevator (where we gave everyone pictures of Jesus) two little girls told us that it was on the sixth floor. So, we went to that floor and got out and went into the intensive care. We had to phone from outside the locked doors, which we did, saying that we were there to bring pictures of Jesus. So, someone rang us in. We went to the desk and the man there said, "Well, I will take some for myself, and then just go and give them to the employees and take them around to everyone." So, we gave some passing employees pictures and then we started around the rooms. It turned out that we were in the children's intensive care - for babies. So,we went to the first room and we saw a woman inside so Therese quietly went in to offer the pictures while I waited outside so as not to disturb them. I told her to come get me if they wanted us to pray for their baby. They did, so Jordan and I laid hands on the baby while Therese stayed with the parent. The first baby had troubles with his intestines, and we asked Jesus to heal him. All the babies were hooked up to IVs and they had tubes stuck all over in their bodies. Therese went in the second room which was full of people. They all wanted a picture of Jesus and they wanted us to pray for their baby too, so Jordan and I washed our hands with disinfectant and laid hands on this baby too, who had problems with his lungs. The people's faces were so grief stricken. How much Jesus loves them. Char said that she wished He was there instead of her. Of course she knows that He was with us, but she wanted to be sure that they knew that He loves them and is going to help them and their baby. The third room we went to had a man inside and we did the same, with Therese quietly going in while Char waited outside with Jordan. They wanted us to pray for their baby too, who had just had surgery to reattach the esophagus to the stomach. While praying for that baby, and asking Jesus for the baby to recover swiftly and be healthy, Char saw Jesus. He was lifting the baby and throwing him gently up in the air over His head, and smiling in the little face when He caught him. She saw the little child healthy and strong, so we know that Jesus is going to answer our prayers for him. Thank you, Jesus!

We left when a stern faced woman came and asked us to go, but we praise God for the wonderful way He led us and for allowing us to pray for the children and the others that we met along the way. And may everyone who received a picture know how much Jesus loves them.