The story of Judge and Christian revival

The story of judge my long lost friend for nearly 45 years.. John Dixon lived with me in a beautiful house in very fashionable Wimbledon.. Church hill number 5  to be exact. The house had been lent to me by a rich young man whose name I have forgotten and who turned me on to the Paul Getty episode.(That is another crazy story to be told sometime) He was a friend of Paul Getty I think. Living with me and susie and 2 or 3 kids, we had some young Christian guys. I was totally out of my depth trying to keep these guys including myself on a good track following Jesus Christ. John or Judge as we affectionately called him as he was studying for the law, came to live with us too. He was not a christian and I managed to get him saved as the enclosed letter will tell you. Now I do not know if he will remember this but I tell it not to make him feel bad but just to show how things developed. Judge got pretty sad that Jesus would not do for him all that he expected. He was so upset that he threatened to kill me. I went to the police for help(stupid move!) and they told me that they could only help when there was a dead body Ha!! Now I had a really good very Christ Like man friend much older than me called Kenneth Moynah. He was the most saintly guy I have ever met. So I asked him to help and he absolutely tamed dear judge and helped him to become what he is today a minister for Jesus. Here is his letter after 45 years.. I received it this morning and send it to you to give you encouragement for your situation. Sadly Ken died shortly after with kidney failure. He was an Irish Rugby blue and a missionary in Ruanda and told the most wonderful story whiich I will send you at a later date. John To Me Nov 10 at 11:21 PM Dear Mike,   You cannot tell how pleased I was to see your face online a year or so ago. I was then a newcomer to the internet and tried in vain to get a message through to you. Hopefully, I will be more fortunate this time!   I am one of the countless numbers you led to the Lord, (in my case, in the bathroom of 5, Church Hill, Wimbledon at 5 minutes to midnight, 5th March 1970, after your fleece to the Lord, not to try further to persuade me, beyond midnight!)   That really says it all. Not many people with a young family and a 9-5 job, (LLoyds), would have a houseful of young, often argumentative, christian men and women, let alone sit up to midnight with one that was procrastinating! Thank the Lord, you did! That really won me over. I saw true concern, love and sincerity.   I had a troubled first 18 months as a Christian and deeply regret that I caused you and your lovely family such anxiety. Yes, I am the fellow who had the nickname "Judge Dixon", or "Judge", from my fairly advanced legal studies; also possibly remembered by you as being Col. `Willow` Lambert`s cousin, (he of The Sind Horse, I.A., a friend of your parents).   Mike, your example and leadership was not in vain. After we last spoke, (late 1971?), there have been many things I would have liked to share with you or just to chat again. I had a Madeiran address for you at one stage, but my letter was returned "Gone Away", or words to that effect.   I became a minister late in 1972 and have preached the Gospel in many countries, (I am inter-denominational -- not always an easy task, as you will know). My ministry tends towards Eph. 4 teaching but I have fitted into most categories over the years. I have never forgotten your kindness and love towards me and hoped I might also show some of that, myself, towards others.   I will stop here as I don`t know whether this will even get to you! If it does, it comes with my sincerest love and gratitude.   Hopefully, we can exchange emails and make up for some of the lost years,   Your brother in Christ,   john, (formerly Judge).  Isn't that simply beautiful!!!!! Now as My Birthday present to all on my mailing list, I want to tell you a story as told me by my brother in the Lord Kenneth Moynah..The really wonderful man who was instrumental in taming judge. He died very soon after helping judge, of kidney failure. Judge coming back into my life has reminded me of this saintly man.. What made him so saintly was the fact that he was continually telling true stories about his failures and inadequacies. It made many of us cry for joy because of his sheer truthfulness and always glorifying Jesus. He had been a missionary in Ruanda and this is his true story. One area of Ruanda had been having a wonderful revival and renewal. The Holy Spirit was moving in wonderful ways and the people from that area were on fire for the Lord. Instances of people being raised from the dead and Pubs being turned into Gospel halls etc. There was another area of Ruanda, I keep getting Ruanda and Uganda muddled up ha! Where Christianity was rather dull and dry, So ministers from the dry area asked for help from the revival area so that they could find out the secret. They sent two Ministers a White man and a Black man. At the first meeting, in front of a huge crowd, The white man got up to speak. Everyone was armed with notepads and pencils determined not to miss a single point that would help them too to experience the wonderful blessings from the wet area drenched in the Holy Spirit. Do you have your pencils and pads ready? OK so the white guy asks everyone to open their Bibles at the Gospel of John, 3rd chapter and verse 3..For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. There was a gasp of dismay from the crowd.. They knew and had memorized that verse very well.. No secret there and so they endured the sermon and were none the wiser. Then it was the Black guy's turn. Eagerly they waited that perhaps now they would find out the secret.... He stood up in front of them all and asked them to turn to the New Testament in their Bibles... which they obediently did....Then he said the name of the Gospel...John....Chapter 3.... Verse ....wait for it......16. "Oh No!" They gasped and then he began something like the following... "When you white men came to our country, you came to find GOLD! At first the Gold was easy to find as it was on the surface but as time drew on it became scarce and so they had to dig deep down in the earth to mine this precious metal. In many cases the mines went  miles under the earth... In our part of Africa we have found Gold at the foot of the cross and we are digging deeper and deeper and we ain't budging..." The note books began to be discarded and weeping could be heard around the auditorium and YES!!! Revival came to this area of Ruanda So that story is my Birthday Present to you all and without Judge writing to me after 43 years, which is really a very wonderful birthday present, I would not have remembered to give you this inspiration.. GBY and KGFG michael jaffray Please pray for us both Judge and me and send a little financial help if you can.