God bless you all in the wonderful and everlasting name of Jesus Christ.

For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Carl Fredrik Hellwig, son of Carl Morten Hellwig, but also a son of the almighty God, our heavenly father. I pray that we will meet again at the next fellowship, and since I know he hears our prayers, he will respond. I keep you in my prayers every day and wish you well on your journey with God where you will never be let down, because God loves you with all his heart.

The fellowship in Limerick in Ireland gave me a lot of knowledge of Gods word and it really strengthened my faith. Not only that, but I also experienced something that, to this point, is the strongest event in my entire life. There were some that called me bold, but I could never have acted as I did if God didn’t watch everyone’s back. I hope this sharing can be a blessing for you and an inspiration when you walk with God, knowing he is always there and that he always takes care of you. This is my testimony:

Prologue:

1 Kin.17:1-6

1 And Elijah the Tishbite, [who was] of the inhabitants of Gilead, said unto Ahab, [As] the LORD God of Israel liveth, before whom I stand, there shall not be dew nor rain these years, but according to my word.

2 And the word of the LORD came unto him, saying,

3 Get thee hence, and turn thee eastward, and hide thyself by the brook Cherith, that [is] before Jordan.

4 And it shall be, [that] thou shalt drink of the brook; and I have commanded the ravens to feed thee there.

5 So he went and did according unto the word of the LORD: for he went and dwelt by the brook Cherith, that [is] before Jordan.

6 And the ravens brought him bread and flesh in the morning, and bread and flesh in the evening; and he drank of the brook.

Now we can see here that this man trusted God with his life, because if God haven’t commanded the ravens to feed him, then he (Elijah) would probably starve to death.

But Elijah did as God said, and he received what God had promised him, because God never lies nor goes back on his own word.

1 Kin.17:7-13

7 And it came to pass after a while, that the brook dried up, because there had been no rain in the land.

8 And the word of the LORD came unto him, saying,

9 Arise, get thee to Zarephath, which [belongeth] to Zidon, and dwell there: behold, I have commanded a widow woman there to sustain thee.

10 So he arose and went to Zarephath. And when he came to the gate of the city, behold, the widow woman [was] there gathering of sticks: and he called to her, and said, Fetch me, I pray thee, a little water in a vessel, that I may drink.

11 And as she was going to fetch [it], he called to her, and said, Bring me, I pray thee, a morsel of bread in thine hand.

12 And she said, [As] the LORD thy God liveth, I have not a cake, but an handful of meal in a barrel, and a little oil in a cruse: and, behold, I [am] gathering two sticks, that I may go in and dress it for me and my son, that we may eat it, and die.

13 And Elijah said unto her, Fear not; go [and] do as thou hast said: but make me thereof a little cake first, and bring [it] unto me, and after make for thee and for thy son.

Someone would normally say Elijah is very impudent with this woman. He asks the widow woman to give him what they have left, even though it is their last task before they will die. We know, and Elijah knew that when you do as God directs you to do; you will not be left with empty hands. So what happens? Let’s read on what Elijah also says:

1 Kin.17:14-16

14 For thus saith the LORD God of Israel, The barrel of meal shall not waste, neither shall the cruse of oil fail, until the day [that] the LORD sendeth rain upon the earth.

15 And she went and did according to the saying of Elijah: and she, and he, and her house, did eat [many] days.

16 [And] the barrel of meal wasted not, neither did the cruse of oil fail, according to the word of the LORD, which he spake by Elijah.

The woman has only Elijah’s word for what he says about that God will take care of them and bless them back. Apparently at that time, the prophets wore certain clothes so they were recognized as men of God, but anyway, the widow woman did what Elijah told her to, she believed, and then God did what he had promised.

Just like the Danny’s testimony where he really desired to heal someone that was blind, I had also had a great desire. I prayed almost every night that God would make me mentally prepared when it was going to happen and that he would strengthen me, making me capable for the task that he would give me, that would be; healing a man in a wheelchair.

1 John 5:14f

14 And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask any thing according to his will, he heareth us

15 And if we know that he hear us, whatsoever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of him.

This confirms the fact that God always responds to our prayers no matter the difficulty. We only ask God for help and trust him when we believe that it will come to pass. But what is faith, and how can we believe in God?

Heb.11:1

1 Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

We can’t see God as a concrete object, but still we believe that he loves us and that he can do whatever we ask him, our heavenly father.

Here we have an example of faith:

Mark 11:13f

13 And seeing a fig tree afar off having leaves, he came, if haply he might find any thing thereon: and when he came to it, he found nothing but leaves; for the time of figs was not [yet].

14 And Jesus answered and said unto it, No man eat fruit of thee hereafter for ever. And his disciples heard [it].

After this, Jesus and his disciples went to Jerusalem where Jesus cast out those who had made the temple into a den of thieves. In the morning they went back the direction they came and:

Mark 11:20-22

20 And in the morning, as they passed by, they saw the fig tree dried up from the roots.

21 And Peter calling to remembrance saith unto him, Master, behold, the fig tree which thou cursedst is withered away.

22 And Jesus answering saith unto them, Have faith in God.

He told his Disciples to have faith in God. How hard can it be? He merely said "no man eat fruit of thee hereafter for over", and expected that it would be like he had said. It wasn’t like he thought "oh, no. It didn’t happen right away…let’s try sometime later." No. Just like you and I expect that the light will shine from the lamp on our desktop when you hit the trigger, just like things fall down when you drop them and just like the sun is shining in the morning and the moon glowing at night. We expect that all these things happen. Shouldn’t we even more expect that God is there for us, the one who created heaven and earth, and the one who loved us before the foundation of the world? I mean, a light bulb needs to be replaced at some time right? God is never replaced.

How can a man do such things as telling a fig tree to wither? You just simply look to God, have faith in him and just trust him.

Is this just it? Is this all we can do in the name of Jesus Christ? No! We can do so much more. Let’s see what he (Jesus) also says:

Mark 11:23f

23 For verily I say unto you, That whosoever shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea; and shall not doubt in his heart, but shall believe that those things which he saith shall come to pass; he shall have whatsoever he saith.

We can move mountains! Whether or not this is spoken metaphorically or in a literal sense, we can do great things. And not only great things but:

Phil.4:13

13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.

All things! There are no exceptions.

Mark 11:24

24 Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive [them], and ye shall have [them].

I really desired to heal a man in a wheelchair. I prayed almost every single night about this matter. I believed that God would make it possible for me. Is it really possible, you think, after reading all these scriptures? Oh, yeah, it really is. And guess what: I received.

My dad, my brother and I arrived at the hotel at Thursday and we met a lot of sons and daughters of God. I have never experienced such kindness from anyone in my entire life (except for my family), so I was really moved the whole weekend. At Friday I happened to walk by a person sitting in a wheelchair and I noticed the person sitting there. Just as I walked by, God told me this: "This is the man you are going to heal". For some reason I didn’t think much of it, so I just kept walking. Now today I find that very strange.

Later on the evening we sat and had a wonderful dinner at the Hilton Hotel in Limerick. We sat and talked, laughed and we had a really good time, at least I had. After dinner we had desert, and after that there were a bunch of wonderful testimonies which really blessed me. All of a sudden a woman says aloud clearly that "Michael is now in his room, and he’s dying". When she said "Michael" I was shocked, because the only Michael I knew was Michael Fitzgerald, and he looked so healthy last time I saw him. The woman also said that "if somebody feels called to go downstairs to him, then do so, but only if you feel called".

I guess a lot of you have had the feeling of "déjà vu", when you have the feeling of something have happened before. I wasn’t shocked or anything, but right before the woman told anything about Michael dying, I was already prepared for what she was going to tell us, and when she started to ask if someone felt called to go downstairs, my feet kind of kicked to the floor as if they wanted to run downstairs with all of their strength. Even though, I waited a bit and saw all these other great men and women of God heading for the elevator, before I went down to the third floor where Michael’s room was.

Let me just make something clear: I had not a clue about who this Michael was at all. I just felt an urge to get involved.

My brother, Theodor, followed me down, and when we arrived at Michael’s room, it was already filled with people who wanted to help him. I still couldn’t see Michael, because of all them standing there, so Theodor and I went inside, and just as I went through the door, God told me what was wrong with this man.

I could clearly see that almost everyone in that room was moved by what was happening, but somehow I was as happy as if it had been Christmas Eve. As Theodor and I managed to get through the crowd, I was able to see Michael standing there in the middle of praying believers that stood as a circle around him. He was shivering like an aspen leaf and in the eyes of the flesh; he could have fallen down and hit the ground dead on, in a literal sense. After they had prayed, they asked him if he wanted to sit down for a bit. He managed to say a tiny "yes", and then he sat down in his chair which appeared to be a wheelchair. Suddenly I realized that this was the man I had passed by previously, and that it was this man God had prepared me to heal. Everything suddenly made sense, and I understood that I had to ask God what to do to pull this off.

2 Cor.3:4f

4 And such trust have we through Christ to God-ward:

5 Not that we are sufficient of ourselves to think any thing as of ourselves; but our sufficiency [is] of God;

I couldn’t come up with my own way of healing a man, because it is by God’s power we are able to perform the healing. All of a sudden, it got silent for a second or two and I realized that this was my cue. I asked God what to do:

The first thing God told me to do was to "tell everyone to leave the room, except for his family. They can stay with you when you heal him". For some reason, I didn’t do it. I did something you should never in your life do: look to men, instead of looking to God. I have heard about Tom West and Laurence Torr and him and him and her and her performing all these great things with God. I just couldn’t picture myself to step in and take charge, telling all these people to leave.

By that time, God knew what kept me back, so he helped me speaking spontaneously, not knowing what was coming out of my mouth before it was "too late".

I asked the others if I could tell a testimony where I was only four years old:

My dad, my mum and myself was supposed to take a trip to my grandmother, but I was really ill. I had a fever of almost forty degr. C. Despite the fever, I had learnt from mum and dad that when we pray to God and ask for his deliverance, we will receive, and we will be healed. So we prayed, and then I said: "I’m healed! Let’s go to grandmother". Mum and Dad couldn’t go back on their word now, so they placed me in the car, and after the fifteen of twenty minutes the trip took, I was completely healed.

Of this I told Michael that believing is easy. "Hasn’t God told us to have faith of a little child? When you walk with God, he makes it as easy as possible for us, and that means it doesn’t include even a fraction of an obstacle. So, what I want you to do now is to go out of your wheelchair and push me out of this room while I am sitting in it."

I almost couldn’t believe what I just said! A previously dying man is supposed to push a perfectly healthy young boy out of his own room in his own wheelchair. It was almost like the incident with Elijah when he asked for what the widow woman had left. What the woman needed, Elijah asked for. What Michael needed, I asked for. It really was an inspiration from God. Maybe God was testing his faith and wanted him to know that he really was healed.

After we had left the room, everybody followed after us and wished Michael the best. Some also said that they would be waiting for Michael at the bar so they could celebrate the healing of his body. After that they left us, and I suddenly realized that I was standing there alone with Michael and Ellen Fowler, just like God wanted it in the first place. I got the chance to talk to both of them and then they asked to be alone for a moment. They went inside Michael’s room and I sat outside at a suitable distance so I wouldn’t by a chance hear what they talked about. I had nothing else to do, but to wait for Michael to return outside, healthy as ever. What I did the most, was of course to pray for Michael and I prayed for what God had told me was wrong with him. This was what I prayed for:

In all of a sudden I hear this heart-rending weeping from inside the room, and nothing else. I refused to believe that God would let Michael die at a time like this, and I kept praying and thanking God for taking care of his life. Later on, some other people I hadn’t yet met came and asked if Michael was still inside the room, and I said "yes". It appeared that they were his family (biological). After some minutes, I heard more people cry and weep, and then they started to weep and laugh on one another. And if that wasn’t enough, they became nostalgic, starting to tell about events in their life, like: "you remember that…and do you remember that…" I found it hard to believe that they were talking about the past and about the good memories with Michael, like he was dead. After a while there was nothing but silence.

After some time, they went out of the room one by one, and I had nothing to say. Then all of a sudden, Michael came out of the room, still in his wheelchair, but he was alive. The joy that I felt was indescribable and hasn’t been like anything I’ve ever experienced before. I don’t know if they could see it, but I was weeping my face wet.

When I saw him for the first time, his thighs filled his wheelchair like it was filled up with water or something, but now when he came out, they were much slimmer. He didn’t hyperventilate anymore and he responded to his surroundings so much better than before. We all took the elevator downstairs to the lobby and into the bar where we were met with joy and happiness from the other believers. I met Laurence Torr and told him about what happened (what God told me) and what I was praying to God about. I could see that his eyes kind of woke up like he had been drinking too much coffee, and he asked us to sit down and talk about it. After I had finished, he said "I know something you don’t know, but obviously you do know it" (please forgive me if I’m not repeating this word perfect). He told me that he had received a mail from Michael or somebody else about what was wrong with him. It was just as God had told me. He had a bad heart, and because of that, water had gathered in his lungs. He had a lot of siblings and he had always been the weakest one. Every time he caught a cold, he got pneumonia. I couldn’t have been happier to know how God had been able to inspire me like that. The man was healed. In fact, he was able to have his sharing the next morning on the stage speaking normally. His sharing was a real blessing for me.

I heard later on that somebody had called me bold, but I cannot do anything more but to give God all the glory. As I said: if he hadn’t worked within me like he did, I would just be standing there doing almost nothing at all, except praying and wishing him the best.

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Phil.4:13

13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.

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Eph.3:12

12 In whom (Christ) we have boldness and access with confidence by the faith of him.

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I thank God with all of my heart for the chance of meeting Michael Heron and the experience God gave me in the way we walk with him (God).

Epilogue:

Even though what I experienced was, as I said, a very strong event in my life, God has another great testimony that no other testimony can match.

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1 John 5:9-11

9 If we receive the witness of men, the witness of God is greater for this is the witness of God which he hath testified of his Son.

10 He that believeth on the Son of God hath the witness in himself he that believeth not God hath made him a liar; because he believeth not the record that God gave of his Son.

11 And this is the record, that God hath given to us eternal life, and this life is in his Son.

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If God hadn’t given his son about two thousand years ago, then it wouldn’t have been possible for me to do or experience what happened that evening. God sent his son and our big brother, Jesus Christ, so Christ could take on himself all sins and diseases and bad things of this world. If we walk around, looking down, thinking that we are not worthy God’s love and that God doesn’t want anything to do with us, then we are calling our heavenly father, a liar. That is not true at all. We are justified and pure as snow in the eyes of God. Do not forget that!

With that in mind, I will end this testimony with this verse. Thank you for taking your time reading this testimony, and God bless your limitless hearts.

Heb.10:22

22 Let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience, and our bodies washed with pure water.

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About two weeks after the fellowship in Limerick, Ireland, dad received two e-mails regarding Michael Heron. The first one said that he had become very ill and that he had been taken to a hospital. The sender asked all of us to pray for Michael. The second mail told us that he had fallen asleep at the hospital Sunday morning. Michael Heron had died.

When a son or a daughter of God leaves this world, it is never a "goodbye", but instead it’s a "see you later". Just like none of us can "remember" what happened before our birth, we don’t have a clue what happens when we are not around anymore. The last thing Michael remembered was that he fell asleep, and the next thing he will experience is to meet our big brother Jesus Christ in person when he returns.

Some of us still believe that Michael was really healed that evening in Limerick. Previous to the fellowship in Ireland, Michael told my father that he would attend the fellowship in Limerick for two reasons. He wanted to make a sharing to his children and he also wanted to be healed.

I am really sorry for the great loss of a great man, but we will meet him again for sure. Let’s be joyful and happy to have had the honour to meet and to know Michael Heron. As a son of God, his eternal life is presently on a "hold".