BLOG 62 November 20, 2017
Ken Runnals is a big guy with a big faith, but he wasn’t always that way.
Ken and I sat in a room in the Platte Canyon Community Church, Bailey, Colorado, last August and talked about his life’s journey. With his heavy leather jacket, wrist cuffs, biker boots, and a demeanor that made you no want to mess with him, he was actually a Teddy Bear at heart.
Several years ago, Ken hadn’t been in a church since he was 18. Just didn’t seem like a place where he could be comfortable so he checked out. Ken roared around the country on his motorcycle taking care of business and having a good time. And then his aunt died.
Ken knew he had to be there, but never expected what happened. The morning of the funeral, he was preparing for the service when he was certain his aunt spoke to him. Although he didn’t really believe in that sort of thing, he was certain the voice was hers.
“It’s time to rethink your faith,” Ken’s aunt said and then was gone.
Stunned, Ken went to the service with that encounter in mind. During the funeral, one of the attendants spoke directly to Ken. “It’s never too late.”
Those two messages touched Ken deeply and he immediately went to a Barnes and Noble Book store to buy a Bible. Once he opened the cover, Ken discovered the print was too small for him to read. Out of the blue, his aunt’s son called and Ken shared what happened.
“I’ll send you another Bible,” the cousin said. Again Ken was amazed. He was certain God was speaking directly to him.
Shortly after that call, Ken was speeding down the highway on his motorcycle when a deer stepped into the road. The collision happened so fast that Ken didn’t have time even to put his helmet on. He remembered yelling, “O God, help me.” The next thing he knew, he was in an ambulance being rushed to the hospital.
Ken’s son was a doctor and just “happened” to be in the hospital. He immediately called his sister and told her the situation didn’t look good. After the staff doctor looked at the x-rays and CAT scan, he concluded, “He’s got a skull fracture with blood on the brain. I can’t believe he’s still here.”
What couldn’t be seen was the hand of God continually working in Ken’s body. The Holy Spirit was moving with great power. The next day, the same procedures were repeated. The doctor stared in disbelief. The results were normal!
“Can’t be!” the doctor muttered.
The staff told Ken he could go home it he walked from his bed to the nurse’s station three times. Ken did it seven times.
After completely recovering from the scrapes and bruises, Ken was re-baptized and committed his life to Jesus Christ. He knew God still had something for him – and practices the pursuit to this day.
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