It was in December of 2009 that we had gone to the city of Sapele in Nigeria for one of
our great Gospel Campaigns.
And I remember on the fourth night there was about two hundred thousand people in the crowd,
and among them was one precious woman that had come with her three-year-old son whom
she named "Great".
Mama tell me what happened.
Great was very sick, so she had brought him to the meeting looking for a miracle for her
boy, as so many people did.
And Great was standing next to her and then she turned, she looked and she didn't see
him anymore.
She looked around for him and found him lying down on the ground.
She went to see what was wrong with him.
She shook his body, but there was no response.
She felt for a pulse, and there was no pulse.
So, she picked that little lifeless body up and she took it to the medical tent which
was right there on site.
The doctors, the nurses that were there examined him, and they pronounced him dead on the scene.
And so, they told the mother there's nothing we can do for him.
She picked up the body, and rather than going back home she walked to the front of that
field with hundreds of thousands of people there.
Mama tell me what happened to him!
Finally, at the very end, after I said goodbye to the people, I was leaving, walking down
the steps on the way to the car.
And I could see this mama with swollen eyes from crying and cheeks stained with tears
standing over to one side, holding this limp body in her arms.
I didn't really know what was wrong.
In fact, I must confess, I didn't even know that boy she was holding was dead.
But I just decided to go over to her and to pray with her for a moment.
And so, I pushed back some of the security guards.
I went to where she was.
I laid my hand on the boy.
It was very loud, I couldn't even really hear what she was telling me what was wrong with
him.
But I just laid my hands on him and I began to pray to pray for him.
And she literally just let go of the body as though she was dropping it.
And I caught that lifeless body in my arms.
Again, I didn't realize at that moment all that had happened, but I just prayed for him
for about 30 seconds.
I handed him back to his mother, and then I got in the car and we left.
Hallelujah!
Mama how old is your child?
Three years old.
You're one of the Pastors.
Hallelujah!
Mama are you happy?
Do you know who has raised your child from the dead?
What's his name?
What's his name!?
Hallelujah!
The next night when we pulled onto the field,
the event organizer came to me he said, "Daniel I have a surprise for you.” he said, “remember
that baby you prayed for last night that had died?”
I said, “yes”, he said, “come here”.
And as I walked back on the platform, I saw that little boy running around and playing.
Not only had he come back to life, but the sickness that killed him was completely gone.
He was smiling, he was happy, he was healthy.
That night he and his mother stood there on the platform, and she together with the witness,
one of the ushers who had examined the body of the boy the night before, both gave glory
to God and testified of this incredible miracle that had happened, of a little boy being raised
from the dead.