The Biggest Smile

“I gave my life to God at Powerpack when I was 7 years old. I stayed behind after the meeting and one of the leaders prayed with me. I remember being so happy. I ran all the way back to tell my parents, with the biggest smile on my face.┬áThat was my 5th year of Faith Camp and I am still coming back 14 years after being challenged in different ways each year”.

Sian Carrington

Powerpack Changed My Life

At Powerpack I gave my life to God although I had believed in him for as long as I can remember. Powerpack was my favourite group and I can remember a sketch called ‘Indianna Bones and the Lost Tea Cup’. I wqas taught how to worship and was touched by the Holy Spirit. One memorable evening we were so filled (my friend and I) with the Holy Spirit we could hardly walk back to our unit and we saw in the sky what looked like the shape of an angel. Powerpack changed my life.

CHASING GOD SHAKING NATIONS

Anniversary Testimonies celebrating 25 years 1986-2011

I always left Powerpack wanting more

My mum and dad are Christians, as are my two sisters. Every year for a few years we went as a family to Kingdom Faith Faith camp in Peterborough at the East of England Showground. That is where I experienced Powerpack!

As a child who attended a very small church with hardly any other children attending back at home, to walk into a tent full of children, all there to find out about God, was a great experience! I wasn’t just entertained in Powerpack, I learnt about God my friend, who was with me all the time. I can remember being in that tent and whispering to God that I wanted Him to be my friend. I learnt that God was real, that God loved me and that God didn’t just want me to know Him but that I had a message to pass on.

Powerpack was my first Holy Spirit experience. There was one night where there was a huge storm going on outside. The tent was being blown around and making lots of noise, the rain was pouring down, which also made even more noise. Some of us were getting a bit nervous. But then, one of the children went up to the front. Heather chatted to him, and then he went to the microphone. He told us that we didn’t need to be afraid, that God was protecting us but also showing us how powerful He was. I felt so peaceful to know that God could protect us in the middle of all that noise and power.

The following night, the leaders prayed that God would give us messages to pass on to help other people in the room, and asked us to listen for a couple of minutes. We were told that if there was something going round in our heads that we felt we needed to say, then we should go up the front. I had something in my thoughts about a boy with a bad knee. I stood up to go forward, as did many other children. There were many ‘messages’ given that night, that I believe were totally authentic and straight from God.

I always left Powerpack wanting more, each day we were there, and when we had to leave at the end of the week.

That was almost twenty years ago. Now I am working full time for my church as the youth and children’s pastor, and I so want the children and young people I work with to know that sense of God who is with me, that I was introduced to all those years ago.

Thank you Powerpack team!

Clare Crittenden

Faith in God not dependant on being healed.

Our daughter Jayne went to Powerpack in 1991 when she was 8 years old. during the week she gave her life to Jesus, was filled with the Holy Spirit and was praying in tongues.

She was so excited the night she was filled with the Holy Spirit that she did cartwheels all the way back to our unit.

From the first week at Powerpack Jayne’s life was completely focused on Jesus. In all that she did she wanted all her friends and family to have the same relationship with Jesus that she had.

Jayne developed cancer when she was 17 years old. This did not weaken her faith, it intensified it. She was worried every day that there was not enough time to tell everyone about Jesus. She said, “Even if I live to be 80 that is still not enough time to tell everyone, and how can any of us be happy in heaven is people are missing”.

Jayne spoke in youth clubs, schools, scout groups, churches and anywhere young people met, about her illness and her faith. She would say that God could heal her but even if He did not, she knew that God loved her so much and that she had a wonderful future with no more pain just waiting for her. her faith in God was not dependant on being healed in this life.

During Jayne’s last few years she worked as a leader in Powerpack at Faith camp. She valued so much what she received as a child in Powerpack and knew that without that experience she may never have become so close to God. She wanted to encourage the children and introduce them to her best friend Jesus.

Jayne went to be with Jesus just weeks after her 21st birthday. She continued witnessing to the end, even to the nurse who was with us when she died. Jayne left this world in complete peace and trust in Jesus. Without Powerpack, we as a family may never have had that full assurance of where our daughter and sister is now.

Adrian, Kay & Gareth Cheeseman

CHASING GOD SHAKING NATIONS

Anniversary Testimonies celebrating 25 years 1986-2011

Powerpack at Faith Camp to YWAM in San Francisco

I see there now that places I have been and people that I have come into contact with have really shaped my life. My parents were new Christians when I was a child, and so sought out help in bringing my siblings and I up in the ways of God. I remember once a year going to a family camp, and there I spent one week with Powerpack! It was during these weeks that God became more than just the main character in the Bible stories I had heard every week at sunday school. It was during these weeks that I came to undertsand some very fundamental things about God. That he was real and alive, that he had made me with a purpose and a plan for my life, a plan that was individually suited for me. I also understood that God wanted to be my father and closest friend, that I could talk to him and that He would respond.

Every day in Powerpack I would excitedly listen to a story that was read to us in chapters. The stories were always very adventurous and would have me sat on the edge of my seat, longing to know what would happen next. The last chapter would always bring everything together and speak to me in a way that stirred up a desire for adventure in my own life. Adventures like the ones in the stories, adventure that is gauranteed when we say yes to God and those plans He has for us.

And it was never just the words of those stories, but the Holy Spirit speaking to me through them. There must have been a real freedom at Powerpack for the Holy Spirit to move, because I remember praying in a foreign tongue to God for the first time, and thinking it sounded so strange, yet sweet, like I was pouring out a love song to the father and friend that I had heard about over and over, but had now been able to meet. All of this happened at the age of eight.

I am now twenty two and living in San Francisco, California, working with a missionary organization that reaches out to the homeless and drug addicted population living on the streets. I am far from my home in England, but confident of God’s calling on my life to be here. The thirst for adventure that was sparked as a child through those stories is something I have always had and have only been able to satisfy through seeking out and following God’s call on my life. The power of God that I experienced during those meetings, praying for my friends to be Christians and for healing in people’s lives and seeing God answer me, set in me an great expectation for the things of God. I also remember asking God what giftings He had given to me and how I could use them to see His kingdom come in my life and in the lives of those around me. My passion for God and His ways, my prayers of faith that were answered, my longing for those around me to know the father and friend I had met were all a way of life that I was exposed to at the age of eight and still look back to til this day and say “God I want more of that.”

Frances YWAM San Francisco