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hi phil,

you see the power of god? he gets you where ever you bethank you Jesus,
lawrence   On Sun, 15 May 2005 00:12:46 -0600, Phil Scovell wrote:

>     Another testimony was shared last Friday night by a new comer
>to our group.  His name is Mark Ortiz.  Mark is Spanish, that is,
>he was born here and not in Mexico.  Mark is 39 years old,
>married, and has two little girls.  Sixteen years ago, he was not
>only a drug addict, but he had worked out a smuggling routine with
>the Mexican Mafia.  this group is known as M13 now and they are
>very very dangerous people.

>     Mark was on a seven day crack cocaine binge.  At the end of
>the week, he decided his life was worthless and wasn't worth
>living.  He loaded his hand gun with six hollow point bullets and
>pressed the gun to his head and pulled the trigger.  The hammer
>fell but nothing happened.  For some reason, he walked to the
>television set in his room and turned it on.  A Christian show was
>just closing and he saw and heard the preachers last words before
>the program went off the air.  "Jesus can meet your need wherever
>you are at any time."  Mark turned off the TV and said, "Lord, if
>you are real and if you can rescue me like the man said, you can
>have my life."  suddenly, a bright figure stood in the room.  Mark
>was shaking but Jesus touched him physically and said how much He
>loved Mark and that He had heard his prayer.  The figure
>disappeared and Mark said something indescribable suddenly changed
>inside of him.

>     As Mark thought about all this, a dark figure walked into the
>room, sat down in a nearby chair, and struck up a cigarette.
>Satan said, "I told you, when you were a little boy, your life
>belonged to me.  So you won't get out of this."  Mark told him to
>get out of his room because he belong to Jesus now because Jesus
>said so.  Mark was shaking and pleading for the blood of Jesus to
>protect him.  The dark figure left through the door.

>     Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.  Mark opened it and
>it was a drug friend.  "I came over to get high, man," he said.
>Mark told us that the Mexican mafia often just gave them extra
>drugs to sell for themselves, or to use for themselves, so he had
>an apartment full of dope.  He invited the man in but before they
>could do anything, there came another knock at the door.  Mark
>opened it and to his surprise, it was his mother.  She was not a
>Christian at this time.  She is now.  Mark asked her what she was
>doing over at his house this late at night.  She said, "I heard a
>voice a few minutes ago tell me that if I didn't get over to your
>apartment to see you right away, I would never see you again.  So
>what is going on."  Mark said, "Mom, I just tried to kill myself,"
>he was still holding the gun, "but it wouldn't fire."  He told her
>he had just asked Jesus to be his Lord and Savior.  The other man
>in the room said, "Hey, I came to get high."  Mark said, "Get out,
>man.  I don't do dope any more."  The guy said, "I ain't leaving
>until I get high."  Mark pointed the loaded gun at the man and
>said, "Get out now."  He left.  His mom about had a heart attack
>when her son pointed the gun at his friend.  Mark said, "Mom, you
>don't understand.  That's the only way you can deal with those
>types of people."

>     No sooner had his mom left to go home, than Mark heard the
>squealing of tires.  Worried his mom had just gotten into a wreck,
>he looked out the window and down on the street.  His sister, who
>he guaranteed us, was the meanest Mexican woman in Denver, came
>screaming down the street in her sports car, slammed on the
>breaks, bumped over the curb into the grass in front of the
>apartment building, threw open her car door, and came pounding up
>the steps to his apartment.  She literally, he said, kicked open
>his door and stomped into the room.  "What is going on up here?"
>she demanded.  Mark said, "What do you mean?"  She said, "A few
>moments ago, I heard this voice in my head say, Get right over to
>see your brother or you will never see him again.  So what is
>going on?" she demanded again.  Mark told her the story.  All of
>Mark's family is saved now.

>     There is a lot more detail to this story he told us but next
>time I will record it because we are going to have Mark and Troy
>tell their stories again.

>Phil.

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