‘I know you are there’
said the late Brother Mandus as he paced up and down the Blackpool beach in the
North of England, I met him several times and he baptised me in a wash room
when I went to take him to a venue in Hendon to my late dear friends Gwen and
George Murray. He was the founder of the World Healing Crusade and a great
healer and wise man. Apparently he used
to speak to God and the answers used to arrive.
He was an atheist and when
he came to the UK from South America (I think he was of Scandinavian origin,
and was one of the first pilots to fly over the Andes), be that as it may he arrived
in England with a wife and family and lived somewhere between Preston and
Blackpool. He had a thriving business
and it was one of only three in the UK
On one of these sessions
he heard a bang that startled him and he enquired whose there? After this happened on several occasions he
realised that it must be in his imagination and so asked himself was it his
worry over his failing business and was he cracking up. His enquiry led him to
hear a voice which guided him to work in healing. He shared this with his wife
and she said well go along with this and if it doesn’t happen then go to a
doctor.
The voice requested he put
an advert in the paper ‘room wanted for healing’ and this advert nearly drained
him of the weeks food money and rent.
Unbeknown to him a widow
who managed a hotel in Blackpool sold her hotel when her
husband died and then bought it back because of the memories and attachment. By
chance she saw the advert and contacted Mandus.
He went there and saw the room and explained he had very little money to
pay for it, she said well try it out and see what happens, she was glad of the
company.
With borrowed money Mandus
put an advert in the paper for healing and then got the shakes as he realised
he did not know how to heal and was not religious. So he had an old card table,
those with a green baize cloth card table and a chair.
A knock at the door and
old lady came in she was bent double her chin almost on her knees and looked up
at Mandus and said ‘well can you do anything about this’? He looked at her
aghast and was perplexed, she said ‘well come on then’ he froze and then
remembered the voice, the presence of something that came with the voice; he
asked the voice who guided him so far ‘what do I do now?’. The voice said ‘lay
your hands on her back and say in the of the Christ be healed’ to his and her
astonishment she stood upright and there was a sort crack noise and said’ this
is a miracle I’ve been bent over for nearly twenty years'. Mandus was as
astonished as she was. After this his faith grew in the voice and the healing
crusade became and still is world famous.
I relay this event and
will carry on its significance for me as it hit me this day of the 12th
July 2019 as I was getting out of bed after a short meditation, this event with
Mandus goes back to the 50’s and my meeting with him in the late 70’s.
Out of all the gurus,
great wise persons, books and all he has a meaning for me because Mandus was an ordinary man, he fished as a
relaxation never killing but retrieving and putting back to the river, he smoked occasionally
he was a married man with children and spoke simply and earnestly and was
humble and worked on donations, needless to say the hotel has become the sanctuary
and is there today doing the great work of God or whatever the voice represents
to you and in what name.
SHACK
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