Harry lost his wife and daughter in a fire - and turned to alcohol to cope.

One night in NYC, drunk and desperate, he went from church to church seeking God, but every door was locked. Then he stumbled upon our team preaching in Times Square.

As we shared about freedom from depression and suicide, Harry began to weep. He said the power of God fell on him, and all he could do was cry.

That night, Harry gave his heart back to Jesus.

God found him in the streets when the doors were shut.

David was agnostic - until Jesus met him at a homeless shelter in Cincinnati.

After a storm redirected the team’s outreach to a local homeless shelter, David approached us, skeptical and searching. Later, he returned, opened up about suicidal thoughts, and broke down as Natasha shared how Jesus set her free from the same thing and shared the simple gospel with him.

That day, David gave his life to Jesus and received prayer. He said he’d call his mom, a Christian who had prayed for this moment.

Suicide lost. Heaven won.

A Life Saved at Subway

Around 9 PM, after a long day of ministry, Austin and Natasha stopped at Subway for a quick bite. As Natasha shared her testimony with the young man behind the counter, the atmosphere shifted, God’s presence was tangible.

Then, another young man in a camo hoodie quietly approached, trembling. He confessed that he had planned to end his life that night after work but had prayed for a sign, someone to come and pray with him.

God answered. Right there in the restaurant, they prayed with him, and the Holy Spirit touched his heart. He left changed, full of hope, and no longer planning to harm himself.

Jesus at the Devil’s Chair

At Cassadaga, Florida, known as the psychic capital of the world, we visited the infamous “Devil’s Chair”, a spot used for rituals and spirit contact. As we arrived, Austin saw a man dressed in black sitting there with a case of beer. He said he was “waiting on Satan.” Austin replied, “Funny, I think Jesus showed up instead.”

They talked for two hours. He had come to find answers and peace about a family member that passed away suddenly. He had never heard the true Gospel before, not about Jesus, the Holy Spirit, or the disciples. He was hungry to know more.

Right there at the Devil’s Chair, God moved.

“They call me preacher”

While watching our team minister on one of Cincinnati’s most dangerous streets, a man in a wheelchair rolls up to me and said, “They call me preacher, I need to get right with God.”

He shared how he once felt called to ministry but had turned away from that calling for the streets. We talked, prayed, and with tears in his eyes, he chose to return to Jesus.

Revival in the youth of Rockaway, NY

Natasha was preaching at a youth service about saying no to culture and saying yes to Jesus. What happened at the altar call was not expected.

Students came up to the altar and began to weep under the power of God. Cell phones were being laid on the stage as a symbol of saying no to culture.

One student was bound by fear and anxiety. She came on the stage and began to pray over her generation that they would no longer be bound but bold.

What was meant to be an hour service, turned into multiple hours where parents were in the back of the room crying as they came to pick up their kid and the power of God was moving in the room.

Woman finds peace at Mardi Gras

Our team flooded the streets of Mardi Gras when they stumbled upon the woman in the photo. As they approached her, she was smoking weed.

She began to share how she dealt with so much anxiety, and this was the only way it helped. Our team who had similar testimonies, shared the gospel and the lady gave up her weed and gave it to them to throw away.

Right then and there, they prayed over her, and she experienced a peace she had never known.

Hurricane Helene

Our team went up to North Carolina where the flood had taken so many lives. We went to the fire stations and volunteers and prayed with them. We encouraged them with a cake and shared Jesus with anyone who would listen. Many churches were able to donate supplies that we were able to bring.

God showed up on Skidrow

Our team found itself in one of the most dangerous streets in Cincinnati. This was the street where drug deals were made, prostitutes made business, and violence was welcomed.  

As our presence was made known very quickly, we were not sure how long our welcome would stay. It was not normal for outsiders to be here.

One girl was prayed for and cried in the arms of a team member; she came to her knees when she became so overwhelmed by His love. When this happened, all of the people who were being tough began to freak out as they had not seen the power of God like this. We saw several salvations on this street alone.