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Longest Red Light Ever

I prayed with the undercover police on Friday night. After I was finished, my King had me go out and witness on the street. My King has me spending a lot of time doing street ministry on Colfax Avenue. When I reached University and Colfax in Denver, the light changed red. I stopped for the light. There was a guy standing on the street corner. He came running out towards me with a pistol and placed the gun barrel against my window. I noticed that the other people who were stopped at the light just took off and ran the light. He was shouting something but I could not make out what he was saying. I rolled my window down and asked, “What do you need?”

He said, “Get out of your pickup. I want to shoot you.” This is not the first time something like this has happened. Looking back, some guy with a sawed-off shotgun made the same request. I just humored him and noticed the square cut. I said, “Did you cut that barrel off yourself?” He said, “Yes I did. I used a hacksaw.” I said, “Man, you did a good job of cutting it square using just a hacksaw.” In the process of telling on how good a work he did, he kind of lost interest in shooting me. So I am experienced with this kind of behavior on the streets.

I said, “Well, before you shoot me can I pray for you? After I pray for you, then you can shoot me.” I caught him off guard but he did let me pray for him. I began to pray for him and reveal the things that the Holy Spirit shared with me about his life. After I finished praying, I said, “Okay, now you can shoot me.” He just stared at me. Then all the sudden, he just dropped his pistol.

He said, “I can’t shoot you especially after what you just did for me.” He continued to looked at me. He then said, ” I cannot believe how cool you were when I was holding the pistol and threatening your life.”

I said, “My King determines what day I’m going to die. You cannot change that. If he allowed you to kill me, I do know where I’m going and I am going to live in his kingdom. My King brought you to me tonight. He loves you very much and wants your heart” I found out that his name was Luke. Luke has been on the street for three and a half years. He has been robbing and stealing whatever it takes to make any money. I can tell Luke hasn’t been near a shower for a long time because he really did smell bad.

Luke asked, “Do you have anything to drink?” I had stopped at a convenience store to picked up a large Coke for myself earlier.

I said, ” I have a Coke that you can have. I also have a couple of burritos if you are hungry.”

Luke said, “The Coke will be fine and I am hungry. ” As Luke begins eating the burritos and drinking the Coke, he asked, “Do you think my parents would let me come back home?”

I said, “Let’s just call them.” I gave him my cell phone to use so he could dial his parents. His dad answered the phone and Luke said, “This is Luke Dad. I’m wondering if I can come home.” He briefly told his parents what he just done. I could hear his Dad shout to Luke’s Mom that Luke was on the phone. Luke’s parents were ecstatic that their son was coming home. Luke asked me if I would take him home. I agreed that I would. When Luke climbed into my pickup, the light turned green. It gave me the time I needed to witness to Luke. It really smelled bad inside my pickup. My King gave me the endurance to make the trip to his house. Even as Luke left my pickup, my King began deodorizing my pickup. We both went into his home where the parents hugged him. He unloaded his pistol and gave it to his Dad.  His mom immediately went to get a towel for Luke. He smiled and immediately grabbed the towel to take a shower. I talked with the parents about who I was while he was showering. They revealed to me that they were both Christians and that they have been praying fervently for their son Luke to come back. When he came back into the room, I prayed for the family and talked more about how awesome our King is. My King gets the the Glory and the the Victory.

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Cigarette Burn Becomes Victory for Jesus

It is Friday evening and as usual I meet with the undercover police. One of their biggest concerns is for the people fighting all the wildfires here in Colorado. They wanted to pray for the safety of the fire fighters and for the families of those involved. All my Bible studies this week have involved praying for the firefighters. They all made the request to me to do this. Of course moisture in the mountains is a must in our prayers. This would really help out our firefighters.

After finishing up with the undercover police, I rescued five girls out of a gang and brought them back to their families. After seeing the transformation of their daughters, all their families gave their hearts to Jesus Christ. My King gets all the Glory and the Victory.

Saturday morning, my King had me rescue five more women from an organization. I also brought them back to their families who all met at one home. I prayed for all of them after the girls greeted their parents. My King then directed me to focus on two gangs. One of them I know but the other one I don’t know. My King had me get tacos for them to eat. They pushed me around at first but when they found out that I was going to feed them tacos they stopped. Today they were very interested in eating because they were hungry. They left me alone except for one guy in the gang that I have met before. He said, “I do not want to hear you say anything about Jesus Christ.” He continued to push me around. His leader sternly said, “Hey, knock it off. Leave Sonny alone. He wants to feed us. He can talk about Jesus.” The guy left the scene for a while and walked around for a few minutes. He then came back towards me with a lit cigarette in his hand. He walked right up to me and stuck the cigarette right on my lip while I was reading the gospel to the gang. It did hurt but I continued reading. The leader was extremely upset with the guy. He ordered his men to grab the guy and tie him up. His men proceeded to haul him off. I’m not sure what they did with him but he was not welcome here in the gang anymore.

Eight guys from the first Gang and four guys from the second gang gave their hearts to Jesus Christ. My King gets all the Glory and the Victory

It is now late afternoon and I’m going to witness to another Gang that just showed up here at the park. As I was ready to finish this story the guy who burned me called. He said, “I have been thinking about what you said and I need a new direction in my life and Jesus Christ to become part of it. I hope that you can forgive me for burning you with that cigarette like I did.”

I replied, “I forgave you the day you burned me with it. My King has forgiven me for the bad things I have done. He has taught how important it is to love and forgive others. ” I prayed for him as he accepted Jesus Christ. He wanted to go home and asked me if I could take him there. I acknowledged that I would. When we got there with his family, I prayed with them too. My King gets the Glory and the Victory.

At the end of the day, the Latinos call me. They witnessed a police officer getting beaten up by a gang from Mexico. He said, “Normally, if we see someone getting beaten up, we keep on driving.  But we have too much respect for our law enforcement officers.  So we stopped and got out of our cars. We immediately beat the Mexican gang up bad because of their action. When the cops did eventually arrived,  they wanted me to  give a statement.  I said I don’t do statements and I left.”  I always wondered how the Latinos handle themselves so well. I found out that most of them are Golden Glove boxers.

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Black Mafia Questions Me

It is Friday night and before God had me go out in the streets, I ministered to the undercover police for emotional guidance. They were forced to witness something that should never been allowed to happen. After I finished with these amazing men, my King had me go witness out in the streets. He directed me to a nicer place on Colfax Avenue. Is was about 11 p.m. and he wanted my to talk about Jesus Christ and how much he loves them to a group of prostitutes. As I was sharing the gospel with the prostitutes and praying for them, a Black Mafia guy was watching me. He got out of his car but did not have his weapon drawn as he approached me. The prostitutes immediately lined up behind me. They later told me that they hate these guys and they did not want anything to do with them. He asked, “How can you stay so cool sharing Jesus Christ with them? You could be killed anytime even by one of us.”

I said, “I have prepared my life to be in God’s Kingdom. I know where I am going when I die. As I see you now, I will see him immediately if my King allows me to be killed. You to should be concerned where you are going. Have you ever thought about where you would be going if you would die today? We are never promised tomorrow.”

He said, ” I will probably go to hell with all my friends.” The way he answered the question gave me the impression that he was not too concerned about what hell is like.

I said, ” You do not want to go to hell. There you will not see anybody that you know. All you will hear is the weeping and gnashing of teeth. My King does not want to see anyone perish. This may be the last chance that you may have to accept Jesus Christ into your life. I am here today to help you make that choice. But if you do not do it today, you may never see me again or have the opportunity to see my King.”

He did think about what I said but was not ready to give his life to Jesus Christ. He said, “I will see you later.” I am praying that my King gives him more time to come to Jesus. The prostitutes for sure were glad that he was gone. Soon the prostitutes pimp showed up. He did not approve of me being there. The last time we met I claimed Jesus Christ over him and he ran. There is a lot of power in that name. He only stared at me for a few minutes but ran again.  The prostitutes thanked me for sharing Jesus Christ with them. I gave each one a Ministry card and said call me if you ever want to get out of this situation. It was almost 3AM when I finished on the streets. My King has more plans for me tomorrow.

Resting by University Hospital

Saturday had me witnessing to a gang of 28 guys and 22 girls. This is one of the biggest gangs here in Denver. I took 12 dozen donuts and drinks to them. Out of 50 present 15 (8 Girls and 7 Guys) of them gave their hearts to Jesus Christ God gets all the Glory and the Victory.

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Brother and Sister are United

My King asked me to see two new gangs in Denver last Saturday. He said, “Sonny, they are going to be hungry. Pickup twelve pizzas and thirty cheeseburgers. Make them with extra mustard on them. Some of the gang members do not like pizza.”

I headed to the park after picking up the cheeseburgers and pizza and started talking to the gangs. These gangs usually fight with each other but they were more curious about me. They had their pistols drawn on me. They always ask the same question, “What are you doing here?” Some of them started pushing me around but they weren’t really bad. I explained to them, “I am here because my King Jesus Christ told me that you are hungry and he wants me to tell you how much he loves you. I brought pizza and cheeseburgers made just the way you like them.”

One leader said, “You made them the way we like it. You don’t even know us.” They checked the pizzas to see what I had. They could not believe it.

I said, “I may not know you but my King knows you very well.” I noticed some checking out the cheeseburgers. I then said, “They all have extra mustard on them. ” I could see that bewildered look on their face, “How did he know what I liked?” It is always spooky to them when my King gives their likes and dislikes. It gives me another avenue of sharing God’s word with them.

Then one gang leader said, “If you’re going to feed us, I will definitely listen to what you have to say about Jesus.”

I said, “Let’s eat.” When I said those two words they all put their pistols away. We then sat down and I prayed for the food. I began praying for each one. All of the sudden a girl, whose name is Sarah, in one gang recognized her brother in the other gang. They have not seen each other in three years. She shouted out his name. He looked toward the other gang to see who was calling his name. As he began to recognize her, he shouted, “Is that you Sarah?”

She shouted back, “Yes, it is me.” She proceeded to go over to meet him. They both began hugging each other. When they realized how much they missed each other, they wanted to accept Jesus Christ into their lives.” Both gangs were poor. After they both accepted Jesus Christ, I noticed the poor condition of the brothers tennis shoes. I usually keep a extra pair of tennis shoes in my pickup just in case my feet get wet and I need to change. My King told me that our shoe sizes are the same and that I should give him that pair of tennis shoes that I had. I went over to my pickup to get my tennis shoes out and I walked over to the brother. I said, “My King wants to give you a pair of tennis shoes for your feet. Here you go.” He put them on and they fit him just fine. I took both of them home to their parents. There I had a chance to pray for them also and for the families as a whole. No other gang member gave their lives to Jesus Christ today. No worries though. I planted seed into their lives. My King will reign victorious.

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Feeding Two Gangs For Jesus

It was Saturday morning and my King wanted me to see two gangs that I have seen before. He told me to get 7 dozen donuts, orange juice and milk for the day. I picked up the supplies I needed at King Soopers. From there, I went to the park to meet the gangs. They were not there yet. I went ahead set up my tailgate with food. As I finished up, I saw 14 Black Cadillacs show up right next to me. I said, “Oh no.” I know that this is the Black Mafia. They do not like me because my King wants their work force for his Kingdom. They stopped by me and got out of their car with their pistols drawn. They began eyeing my donuts. They said, “These donuts belong to us.” They proceeded to load them up in their cars and took off with them. I asked if they needed anything to drink and they said, “No, we just want our donuts.” After they were gone, I said, ” I guess I’ll have to go back and get some more donuts.” I left to get more for the gang l was supposed to meet. When I got back, the gang leader Jorge said,” Aren’t you kind of late?”

I said, “The Black Mafia stopped by and took my first batch of donuts. I needed to go back and get some more donuts for you.”

Jorge said, “Oh man, I wish I would have been here. I would have shot them.”

I said, “You don’t need to do that. They’re only donuts.”

Jorge said, “It’s not the donuts I’m worried about. It just the principal of it all. My stomach was hungry and they were interfering with my stomach. So they deserve to be shot.” I kind of laughed at his response. I served them the donuts, orange juice and milk. We had a good time. Then Jorge asked, “In that Ten Commandments movie, Moses brought the Ten Commandments down from the mountain. When he saw the people worshipping the golden calf, Moses threw the tablets on the ground and broke them. Was God mad at him for doing that?”

I said, “Yes, he was mad.”

Jorge said, “You know if I was God I probably would have shot Moses for doing that.”

I said, “My God is a loving God and he just had Moses go back up into the mountains to have the tablets redone.”

Then Jorge asked, “Isn’t that stupid that people would, after seeing God part the Red Sea, would want to worship a statue.” I kind of laughed again and I said, “You are right.” Jorge asked few more questions but then he said, “Sonny, I have to get going.” He turned around and immediately left the park.

That afternoon God had me get Tacos for Raphael’s gang. As I walked up to Raphael, he had his gun drawn on me. He said, “Did you bring us tacos?”

I said, “You know Raphael that water pistol would feel good in this heat. You have my permission to shoot me.”

Raphael said, “No man. I don’t want to get you wet.” To keep from getting me wet, he just shot me in the face. Then he proceeded to shoot at his men. They were all having a good time getting each other wet.

I then said, “I apologize, but I did spill a little bit of gas on my hands. My hands kind of stink.”

Excitedly Rafael said, “We just filled up with gas too. But the strangest thing happend there. There was this old guy who drove a 39 Coupe. He said that he wanted to buy gas for all of our cars. It was weird being there. We had all the pumps to ourselves. He walked in and had the attendant activate all the pumps. We all filled our cars at the same time.”

I asked, “Did this man wear a pinstripe jacket and gangster looking hat?”

Raphael said, “Yeah, that’s the dude.”

I said, “Yep, that’s Noah.”

Raphael said, “After Noah paid for our gas, he said, ‘Boys, Sonny is going to have tacos ready when you get there. You have a blessed day.'” That Noah, he is always helping me out. Then I prayed for the food. As the boys sat down to eat I talked about Jesus to them. It is always easy to talk about my King when their mouths are full. I got off topic and started describing about Blue Mustang giving me sweet corn. Raphael said, “That sounds so good. I remember as a child having grilled sweet corn on summer afternoons.” At that moment, my King said, “Sonny, you need to go get him some sweet corn. I said, “You see that grill over there. You just watch it. I will be back” I was going to get charcoal to put in the grill but Raphael does not like charcoal and would gather wood to make the fire. I went over to King Soopers and picked up three dozen ears of sweet corn. Two of Raphael’s girls walked up and asked me where I was going. They were excited when I told them that I was going to go get sweet corn. I noticed that they were having problems keeping their hair together so I decided I would also pick up some of those hair clips for their hair. I came back and gave the hairclips to the girls. They were excited about getting the clips. Then I took the sweet corn over to the grill that the gang was watching. They went out and cleaned up the whole park getting all the dead wood they could find. We lit the wood on fire and begin roasting sweet corn on the grill. I didn’t realize that there was a fire ban in place. Some of the park rangers came over to chew us out. When they started complaining about our fire, the gang drew their pistols and pointed them at the rangers. They decided that it was now okay for us to continue roasting the corn.

Rico was one of Raphael’s lookout men. He takes his job seriously. He does not say a word and he continuously watches the surroundings for danger. I decided that I would cut some of the corn off the cob and put it on a plate and take some to him so that he would not have to get his hands dirty it just in case he would have to draw his pistol. He took the plate from me and said, “Thanks man.” They all we’re just having a great time eating sweet corn. All three dozen ears were consumed.

That Saturday I witnessed to both Rafeal and Jorge. Both leaders asked me to pray for them before they drove away. I could tell that they were interested on maybe giving their hearts to our King. Some of the gang members had already given their hearts to Jesus Christ. They immediately went back with their families. Saturday night Rafael called me first followed by Jorge. They asked me to meet with them Sunday morning. I went back to the same park to meet them. When I got there, all their families were there with them. They were waiting for me to pray with them. Both leaders introduced me to their families. It was beautiful because some of the family members had their Bibles. You could tell that they were already Christians. They hugged me while they were crying. It was such a beautiful moment. God is so faithful. They began asking me a bunch of questions about the ministry. They thanked me for never giving up on their sons and daughters. They said, “Because of your persistence, they want to give their hearts to the Lord.”

I said, “Our King never gives up on us. So how can I give up on them either.” We began praying. They asked Jesus to forgive them of their sins and to live in their hearts. They all began crying again. Both gangs all gave their lives to Jesus Christ. My King gets all the Glory and the Victory.

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Anointing Mustangs

It was Friday night and I was out witnessing on the streets. Lorenzo, of the Latino gang, came up to me and said, “Sonny, you have to anoint our cars again. We were sitting there minding our business and suddenly a car drove by that was shooting at us. We could see them shooting and hear all the shots going off but we did not hear any bullets whiz by us. After they left, we went and inspected our Mustangs and none of them received bullet holes in them.” A while back I anointed their Mustangs. They always keep their cars in mint condition as though they are going to be taking them to a car show. At first, they did not want me to put that oil on their cars but I told them this will protect you and your automobiles in case somebody would want to harm you. Lorenzo finally gave in but he highly doubted that would work. He said, “I will believe it when I see it.”

A few weeks later, they had a chance to witness the awesome power of my King. I saw their vehicles parked in area of the park I was going to witness at. I was about to stop and talk to them but my King said, “Sonny, do not park here or you will die. Go to the other side of the park.” Like I sometimes do, I questioned God saying, “The Latinos are here and they would not allow anything to happen to me.” I never went further than this thought so I did as my King asked me to. As I got parked, I turned my stereo on and played some “Kingdom Music”. The Latinos could hear my music playing. Lorenzo said to his boys, “Sonny did not stop and talk to us. I wonder if anything is wrong. Let’s let’s go over and talk to him and see what’s up.” They all got into their Mustangs and drove over to where I was parked. Lorenzo said, “Sonny, we heard your music playing. Normally, you stop and talk to us when you are in the area. We were concerned about you and came over here to find out what was going on.”

I said, “My King told me not to park over there but to come over here. He said that I was in great danger and I would die if I stopped in that section of the park.” After I explained to Lorenzo what my King said, there was massive amount of gunfire going on in the location where I was going to park. Lorenzo said, “Sonny, if we would have stayed over there we would have been caught in their crossfire. Look there are three cars on one side and four cars on the other side and they’re shooting right where we were standing.” Soon the police sirens started going off with all that commotion. The two opposing factions left the park quickly. Later, we had some investigators come over and ask us some questions. A policeman almost revealed my name because he knew me. He realized that because gangs don’t like police officers very much that it’s never a good idea to show how much you know about an individual. It could mean their life or mine may end. I talked to the police officer and told him that we couldn’t see what happened because we were too far away. The gang remained silent. This was the first time that my King saved their lives because I was being obedient him and I came over to this side of the park.

This incident that just happened is the second time that they were saved by King. By being obedient to him and anointing their cars it saved them. I was about to tell them that their cars were still anointed and that we don’t need to do it again but my King said, “Just be quiet and anoint their cars anyway.” When I was ready to start anointing, Lorenzo said, “Boys, when Sonny starts praying, I want all of you to make a circle around the cars facing outward and watch so Sonny does not get disturbed. I don’t want any of you to say a word.” They began facing away from me. Lorenzo was curious and was hanging with me as I started praying and anointed the cars. Then Lorenzo said, “Sonny, make sure you don’t forget the tires.” I went around and said a prayer and anointing each car and its tires. After I finished doing the anointing, Lorenzo said, “You know after you do that anointing, I just feel like I’m invincible.” I know my King is having as much fun as I am working with these guys. I give the Glory and the Victory to him.

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Fort Collins Spiritual Healing

The man Terry who had a vision to heal Fort Collins from the coronavirus also had a vision from God to pray for the Fort Collin’s government buildings for spiritual healing. My King had me go two weeks later to the courthouse to pray over that building. While I was praying, two men walked out of the courthouse. My King said, ” Sonny, I want you to pray for those men. Don’t ask if they want prayer but tell them I am here to pray for you.” I told them what my King said. They asked, “Who are you and why are you doing this?”

I said, “My name is Sonny, I am here representing God’s Kingdom.” The minute I mentioned the phrase “God’s Kingdom” one of the men started crying. The other guy looked at him and asked, “Why are you crying?”

He replied, “When he said that he was from God’s kingdom, it was like a spear piercing my heart. I am tired of all the lying I do at work and running from God. I want to have a relationship with Jesus Christ. I have been living in my little box and no one even knows that I’m a Christian. I’m about to change that.” He rededicated his life to Jesus Christ. I prayed with both men. The one who rededicated his life to Jesus Christ, called his wife and wanted her to come and meet me. She came and asked what happened. Her husband excitedly explained to her just what happened. She cried, “My husband has been like a closet Christian.  He goes to church with me but that’s it. Now, he wants to step out and acknowledge Jesus Christ before men. I have been praying a long time for that to happen. Thanks for reaching out to him.”

I said, “I was just being obedient to my King. The Holy Spirit changes the heart. I am only God’s messenger. He gets the Glory and the Victory.” Fort Collins is not done yet. I am sure my King has more things for me to do here.

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Alvin the Chipmunk Saves Gang

It was Saturday morning and my King said, “Sonny, you need to buy twelve dozen donuts, orange juice and milk before you meet the gangs today. After I pick everything up he asked for, I headed towards the east side of Denver to speak to a gang. My informers told me this gang I was about to meet called me the Chipmunk. This was probably because I am not very tall. I been having a difficult time meeting with this gang because they always leave when I come around. Then the informers told me the leader Nathaniel said, “If I ever see that chipmunk again, I am going to beat him up. I am tired of him.”

I said, “Tell me where these guys hang out. I never see them.” They showed me on a map what section of the park they hang out every morning. I then said, “Okay, now I need you guys to get me a chipmunk costume.” Looking at the expression on their faces, now they really think I’m losing it.

The undercover police said, “Oh yeah, that’s cool man. I’ll get one for you. I know someone who has one.” I met up with them and they gave me the costume. They proceeded to help me put it on. I did not put the head piece on because it was too dangerous to drive with it on plus imagine what people would think if I was driving by with that on. Next, I had to be careful where I parked my pickup because they do recognize it and will leave immediately if they see it. When I was about a block away from that park, I parked and got out of my pickup and began to put the head piece on. I saw myself in my pickup mirror and began laughing at myself. I then began to question my King. I said, “Are you sure you want me to wear this? It kind of looks ridiculous.”

My King replied, “Sonny, just put it on. Just have some fun. Then watch and see what happens.” So I finished putting the headpiece on. I began walking towards the place they meet. When I got closer, they were just starting to pull up to just hang out. I was already burning up in the costume because it was hot outside. I started walking with my Bible and passed a playground on the right. I didn’t even think about it but I don’t think God wanted me to think about it either. There were a lot of kids playing. I have been here before and this was not normal for this park. I was concentrating on witnessing to the gang. I kept walking towards them them. One of kids shouted, “There is Alvin the Chipmunk. Let’s go get him.”

I said, “Oh no!” All the kids started coming after me. The kids from the playground tackled me. Another kid shouted, “Alvin is my favorite.” I said, “I come here to say Hi to you kids.” All the parents wanted to take pictures with their kids sitting on my lap. The gang was watching intently as things began to unfold. The kids would not let go of me. I stayed with them probably 45 minutes. There was a lot of picture taking and hugging going on. One little girl wanted me to carry her. She said, “I can’t believe you came to the park.” Other girls said, “You are my favorite.” Another girl approximately 7 years old said, “My whole room is decorated with Alvin.” She hung on to me the whole time. Her parents pointed to her feet. She even had Alvin slippers on.

The parents are having as much fun as the kids were. God put this all into motion so the gangs could see families interacting with their kids. The gangs completely stopped whatever they were doing just so they could watch the kids interacting with me. Finally, the kids started going back to play. After the last kid left, the parents asked who I was. I introduced myself as Sonny. I said, “I’m here to witness to that gang over there. That gang does not like me very much. They call me the Chipmunk. I thought it would be cool to wear this costume when I talk about Jesus Christ with them.”

The parents said, “That is so crazy and awesome what you’re about to do.” They intently looked at me and said, “Is that really a gang over there?”

I said, “Yes they are.” The parents said, “Oh my gosh! We come to this park all the time.” Some of the parents started praying over me that God would give me wisdom. I noticed that two additional gangs started to congregate near where this gang was. They too seem to be infatuated with what was going on here. I started walking towards the gang again. I was probably five yards away when I heard some kids on the left hand side of the park. They too shouted, “There is Alvin the Chipmunk.” I had another group of kids coming after me. Because I was so close to the gang, I said, “Lord these kids should not be this close to the gangs.”

God again replied, “Sonny, just have some fun.” When the new kids started getting rowdy, the other kids I just left came running when they heard all the commotion going on. The picture taking and the hugging all started again. I began praying for them and just having a good time. Soon the girls that were part of Nathaniel’s gang started coming over and helping set the kids on my lap. Earlier when the kids started closing in, all the gang members went to their vehicles and put their weapons away so the kids would not have to see them. The eleven girls that were part of the gang were really getting into helping me with the kids. But the men just kept staring at me. I looked at expression on the leaders face. His eyes were as big as softballs as he was watching what was going on. He also noticed the Bible that I was carrying but he did not put two and two together. I spent another 30 minutes in front of all gangs with all the families getting pictures and hugging. I spent over an hour just loving and praying for everyones kids while the gangs were watching. A little girl who loved Alvin from the first bunch just came up to me and just kept putting her arm around my shoulder and she was getting her portrait in everybody photos. She just kept holding my shoulder and she did not care. My King orchestrated all of this. It was all done to demonstrate to the gangs how important family was in the process of them watching. God used the time I spent with the kids to work on their hearts. Soon all the kids went back to playing. The gang leader, Nathaniel, glared at me and said, “What are you doing here?”

I said, “I am Sonny. I am the one you call Chipmunk. I thought that I would wear a Chipmunk costume to show you who I am.” Nathaniel busted out laughing. His stomach was cramping up when he was laughing so hard. He replied, “Did you really put on a costume just because you heard that I called you Chipmunk and that we were going to beat you up?”

I said, “Yes I did. I am here as a chipmunk just for you.” He continued to laugh and then pretty soon his whole gang was laughing. God did a miracle today. I was planning to just walk up to this gang wearing this outfit. But my King had better plans by watching the interaction between the parents and the kids. That gave the Holy Spirit time to soften their hearts so they would listen to my message. My King gets victory for what just happened.

Nathaniel then said, “You know what! If this guy is willing to dress up like a chipmunk to talk to me about Jesus Christ, I am going to listen to him. And no, I am not going to beat you up. I’m sorry I called you the Chipmunk. I am now going to have nightmares because of a giant chipmunk coming to tell me about Jesus Christ.”

I said, “You can call me anything you want.”

He said, “No way man. If I call you a dinosaur, you will probably come up to me in a dinosaur suit.”

I then asked, “Nathaniel, are you hungry?”

He said, “The boys and I are hungry.”

I said, “My King had me buy a bunch of donuts for you guys.” The other two other gangs were still watching what was going on. The girls from Nathaniel’s gang went over and talked to the girls in the other two gangs. The other girls were extremely curious and asked about the big deal with the Alvin the Chipmunk” costume. The leaders from the other gangs came up to me. They were so blessed with the peace. They wanted to call a truce so that everyone would have a nice day at the park. All of the gangs agreed to hold a truce. I drove my pickup closer to set up and serve the donuts and the drinks. All of the women of the gangs helped me put everything out and serve the men. I continued to wear my head piece until it came time to read God’s word. We found a shady spot where we all sat down. I started talking to them about God’s plans for their life and I read John 3:16 and Jeremiah 29:11 to them because that deals with them right now. Eleven girls from Nathaniel’s gang said, “We saw all the love in the families. We don’t want to do this anymore. We all want to go home.” One of the girls said, ” I’m calling my mom and dad. I am done with this life.” Normally, it is difficult to leave a gang but Nathaniel said, “Hey, if you guys want to go home, you just go home to your families. Families are important. This life we live is all messed up.” Five of the guys also stepped up too. They also wanted to go home. They all decided that they wanted to accept Jesus Christ into their heart. One of the other gang leaders asked, “Are you a preacher that walks around in a chipmunk costume preaching the word of God?”

I said, “No man. This costume is strictly for this guy Nathaniel.” The other two gangs did not ask anymore questions. After they finished eating, they thanked me for the food and left. None of last two gangs gave their life to Jesus Christ today but I did plant a lot of seeds today. I went over to Nathaniel and said, “Nathaniel is mentioned in the Bible.”

He said, “I know. But a lot of things have happened to me when I was 12 years old.”

I said, “I know. God has shown me what has happened to you.”

He said, “No, he didn’t. You don’t know my life at all.”

I replied, “I do not know everything but I do know what God showed me. Your parents were killed in an automobile accident on the other side of Denver when you were 12. You have been on the street over ten years. You have been taking care of yourself since then. Is that true?”

Nathaniel said, “Yes, that is true.”

I continued, “Nobody wanted you. Everyone in your family told you to go live on the street. My King will never abandon you. You have been out on the streets trying to do whatever you could to raise money to survive and when you turned 16 you started your own gang.”

Nathaniel said, “You don’t even know me but yet you know so much about me.”

I said, “This is everything that my King has revealed to me about you.”

He then said, “Thanks Sonny but I’ve got to go. Take care of yourself.” Nathaniel then left the park with the rest of his men that did not accept Jesus Christ.

The parents of the girls who called started showing up. I finally had a chance to take this suit off. I was sweating profusely in that suit. I don’t know how those mascots do it. I then went to my friend’s house to shower and get cleaned up. I then went back to the park because I figured a new gang would be showing up. When I returned, there were some parents there with their kids. One was five and the other was seven years old. They drove clear from the other side of town looking for Alvin the Chipmunk. Their cousins called them and said Alvin is here at the park. The little boy asked, “Have you seen Alvin?”

I said, “He was here.”

He replied, “Does that mean he left?”

I said, “Yes, but I think he’s coming back. I just don’t know when.”

He replied, “That is good because Alvin’s my hero. He’s just like me always getting in trouble.” The kids went back to playing. I talked to the parents because they saw me carrying the costume. I said, “I am going to go back to my pickup and put this costume on so that your kids can see Alvin.”

The parents humbly said, “You’re going to do that just for us.” My informers who have been watching me all day and felt my pain being in that hot suit for hours started crying when they saw me heading back to my pickup to put that costume back on again for those two little kids. One of the kids was named Ruth. When I came back, I called out Ruth’s name while in the costume. She looked up and saw me and said “Alvin, you’re my hero.” She came up and started hugging me and sitting up on my lap. Other kids started showing up to see Alvin in the park. Pretty soon I had a whole bunch of kids around me again. When Ruth was alone, she started sharing with me about saving up for a cross. She showed me a picture of what the cross looked like. It was exactly like the one I wear around my neck. My King told me that I should give my cross to her but I had to wait until she had her back turned so I could take it off my neck. She talked about it and showed it to me again. She said, “I’m saving up for this. I’m going to get this one.” She was distracted by something and looked away. When she had her back completely turned, I popped the head piece off and removed my cross from my neck. I quickly put my my head piece back on. Then I said, “Is this the cross that you were looking to get.” Ruth said, “Yes, that’s exactly the one.” I gave it to her by placing it around her neck. It was a long day so I headed home. Nathaniel called and wanted to meet with me at 2 p.m. tomorrow to ask more questions about my King.

Sunday was awesome. Twelve gang members from two gangs gave their hearts to Jesus Christ this morning and Nathaniel and the rest of the Gang gave their hearts to Jesus Christ that afternoon. My King gets all the Glory and the Victory. I got home late that evening.

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Healing Fort Collins

It was Thursday night and I just finished up with the highway patrolman’s Bible study around 9 pm. I drove back home to go to bed. But my King had other plans for me. He said, “Sonny, I want you to drive to Fort Collins, Colorado. I want to do healing over that city. I want you to make a cross right through the heart of the city.” He had me drive up north on I-25. When I got to Prospect Street, he had me drive west towards the Rocky Mountains. My King had me place three drops of oil at the start of the cross. As the cross was being drawn, he had me place three drops of oil at all the end points of the cross and where the top bar intersected the base bar. The cross itself is to be pointing North. While I was driving the route, my King would have me stop at different spots to anoint. To me, the spots seemed entirely random.  But my King knew exactly what he was doing.  Sometimes I would drive further then sometimes I would hardly drive at all. He kept me anointing different spots on Prospect until I hit the mountains. Then he had me go north on Overland Trail to Highway 287.  That highway is on the north side of Fort Collins. He had me loop east to make the other part of the cross. While I was driving east, he also had me anoint several intersections with oil. My King constantly said, “Sonny stop here and anoint this street.” He would always give me the exact spot to anoint. My King always marked each spot to anoint the entire journey.

A Fort Collins police officer was watching what I was doing. I looked very strange to him. He pulled me over and asked, “What are you doing?”

I said, “My King wants to heal this city. I am in anointing it for him.”

He said, “That’s cool. I apologize for stopping you. I want you to continue doing what you’re doing for the healing of our city.” I could tell he was a Christian. He was kind of excited that somebody would be doing that. Before I left, I asked, “Do you need prayer for anything?”

He said, “Yes I do. My relationship with Jesus is kind of dead right now. I feel like I am not communicating with Jesus like I should.” So I prayed over him that he would have a stronger relationship with Jesus. I then continued on to College Avenue driving southbound. My King had me stop a bunch of times to anoint different spots on College also. When I got near to the Old Town of Fort Collins, there was a bridge and railroad tracks that crossed College Avenue. He had me put three drops of oil on the railroad tracks. That was the most I’ve done on my entire mission other then the end points. I am not sure why he had me do it, but I know he had a reason for it. I spent a lot of time anointing Old Town in Fort Collins. There’s a lot of evil that goes on in this area. I kept going southbound until I reached Colorado State University. I anointed a lot of spots around the university. I continued southbound until I reached Harmony Road which was my end point on the cross. It was about midnight when I finish my mission to draw my Kings Cross. That same policeman that pulled over me at the beginning, saw me at the end point. He said, “It is cool that you spent all this time to anoint areas start the will heal our city.”

Smoke 1:30 p.m. Fort Collins Colorado

I said, “I did this because my King asked me to. I want to give him the Glory and the Victory. But he said, “You still made the effort to do it and I want to thank you for doing this for our city.” God then explained to me that three things are going to happen. There is going to be a massive smoke cloud that will be so big that it will block out the Sun and you would not see it all day. The purpose of the smoke is to kill the disease in the air and bring it down. After that, I am going to bring heavy rain not only to clean the air of what the smoke killed but to help put the forest fires out in the mountains. Then I am going to follow the rain with snow to freeze it. This will make the death of the disease permanent.

I found out later in Blue Mustangs men’s group that a man named Terry had a vision over a month ago of praying for the city for the healing over the Coronavirus. Terry was excited when I shared what my King is doing with him. It was confirmation to what God told him. This story is in honor of Terry and his dedication to get this healing started. My King is just use me as a tool to set up the job to be done.

1pm Fort Collins

As this story concluded, on Labor Day Monday a great plume of smoke came from the mountain fire west of Fort Collins. It started obscuring the sky in the beginning of the morning and buy 1 PM it was so dark that all the lights on the restaurants and street lights in the town of Windsor started lighting up because it was so dark. In fact it kept the temperature down 20 degrees from what it was supposed to be for that day. When I got closer to Fort Collins I noticed all the bugs falling out of the sky on my pickup. Even at my apartment where I live, I saw all kinds of dead bugs laying on the sidewalk. It basically stayed cloudy all day. After 10 p.m., the rain started coming down and it was a good rain. A half an inch or more of rain fell that night. It is now Tuesday evening and the snow is starting to fall and the ground is starting to be covered with white moisture. God did exactly what he said he was going to do.  I am trying to get this story finished as soon as I can so that when it happens and this story is published before it the disease is gone, that people will see how awesome our God is. I even asked my King why he chose Colorado in the first place.  He said, “It’s just because of Terry and your obedience to me. The blood of my Son will cover the city. Anyone coming into the city will be healed also. I will not allow anyone to reinfect the city.” After my King heals Fort Collins, he plans to heal the world because of all the prayer warriors out there just to honor them. It will start from here and move south until it comes back around. It will be finished sometime in October.

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Black Mafia Rioting Adverted

Last Saturday and I was down to Denver, I crossed paths with the Black Mafia who were carrying clubs, crobars and guns. I found out they were going to join a protest where seven blocks were marked off for these guys to demonstrate. I said to myself, “This can’t be a peaceful demonstration if they’re carrying all this weaponry. It was hard to believe that law enforcement was ordered to set up a route where these guys could go out and destroy property. Jesus did say that in the end times; evil will become good and good will be evil. Only a life under Jesus Christ will change this thinking.” But they were not going to have a chance to complete their mission. My King said, “Sonny, go and pray for those guys. Tell them how much I love them. I want their hearts.” As I got close, some of guys drew their pistols on me. The others readied themselves to give me a beating if necessary. The leader asked, “What do you want?”

I replied, “My King wants me to pray for you guys.”

The leaders said, “Get out of our way. We are too busy right now. I think we will shoot you now.”

I said, “Before you shoot me, give me the opportunity to pray for each one of you.” They let me pray for them. I started praying for all of them. I didn’t realize it but while this was going on, the Latinos were watching me closely from a distance. They still had their pistols drawn towards me but they let me pray for everyone. Nearing the end of praying, the Latinos surrounded us with their Mustangs. They all got out of their cars with their pistols drawn. Lorenzo, the Latino leader, said, “If you guys do anything to hurt Sonny we’re going to shoot you here right now on the spot.” He then looked at me and said, “Sonny, how are you doing?”

I said, “I am fine. I am just witnessing and praying for these guys.” Lorenzo looked away from me and noticed that they were carrying “Black Lives Matter” signs. While he was holding his 9mm Beretta on the black leader, Lorenzo said, “Don’t you guys know that All Lives Matter to God. Let me read John 3:16 to you. It says ‘God so loved the world that he gave his only Son to everyone.’ Boys, pick up all those Black Lives Matter signs and put them in your cars. We are going to destroy them.” It was interesting to watch him in action. He did not even have a Bible on him but he was reading John 3:16 from memory. I do not think that everyone should witness to people using a 9 mm Beretta. But he was getting that message across to these guys, that what they were doing was wrong. The Black Mafia took their weapons and did a 180 degree turn, leaving the area. They lost interest in partaking in the demonstration. I am sure that they are all looking at each other wondering what just happened. I am praying that I planted a seed in their lives, that they too will come to know Jesus Christ later. I always enjoy it when the Latinos come to assist me.

All because of a haircut, the Latinos have began to turn their lives around. Lorenzo told me the first time we met that in order for me to talk to him I would have to get a haircut that looked like his. So, I found a barber in Denver that would give me a haircut like his. When I showed up with the haircut, he said, “That cut looks good on you. Man, you must have respect for me to do that. I will let you talk to me.” From that time on, I started sharing Jesus Christ with his gang. They do listen to what I say. I can see the change in their lives. They still have not turned their lives over to Jesus Christ. God is still using them to watch over and protect me. Lorenzo and his gang have a special place in my heart. I pray to my King that all his men will not die until they receive Jesus Christ into their hearts and that their names will be written in the Lamb’s Book of Life.

I was about ready to sign them off on this story but I was witnessing to gangs at the park this Saturday, which is Labor Day weekend. The Black Mafia that was chased off last Saturday showed up in their black Cadillacs. They got out of their cars and started coming towards me. The Latinos immediately surrounded them with their Mustangs. They jumped out of their cars with their weapons drawn. Lorenzo said, “If think you are to harm Sonny, we are going to end it all here now.” Two other gangs that wanted to protect me also showed up at the same time.

The Black Mafia said, “No, we do not want any trouble. We want to apologize to Sonny and to say how sorry we are for the way we treated him last week. We were thinking about how powerful his prayers were for us. All of us have decided that we are not going to do any more rioting and we’re going home to our families.” None of the Black Mafia gave their lives to Jesus Christ today but I know the Holy Spirit is working on their hearts. I wouldn’t be surprised if I hear from within the year that they have accepted Jesus Christ. In all the years I’ve been doing this ministry I have never seen the gangs stand up for me to protect me. I feel that my King is using their lives to watch over me. It feels great to see the same gangs that were persecuting me in the beginning now standing up for me. It is an amazing feeling. My King never ceases to amaze me on how many different ways he works in people’s lives.