More Knoxville Cross of Light Stories
Three of us drove to Knoxville over one weekend. It is a beautiful drive but almost 500 miles from Washington. We arrived at the church at 7.30pm and already some people had arrived. We did a short meditation on the front lawn of the church and were then called in by a church worker who said we could meditate inside. They were a very friendly group of Baptist folks. I had a chance to sit down and talk to the Reverend Joe Bullard before things got busy. Joe had a copy of Share International that he showed to any interested visitors.
He told me that the previous night at about 11pm music and singing began in the church from unknown sources. He said it appeared to come from the walls. People stayed for an hour and listened to the music. He showed me a photograph of the inside of the church with two men. These men were clearly seen but appeared transparent. Another photo showed the crosses with a face behind them. Last week visitors included people from Africa, Russia, and Share people from Holland. Joe calls them "Share" people because of the Share International article ( July/August, 1996 ). Joe really enjoys receiving people.
At about 8.30 the crosses appeared. Huge indeed. However, before it got dark we were told we could make crosses appear by sending someone outside to walk across the lawn. Mike went out on the lawn and a white cross appeared in the church window.
The crosses are huge and wonderful to see but what really made me gasp was the letters Jesu in lights in the air to the right of the cross. I could not see the final "e" since it went around in front of the church and it was now pouring rain. At first the letters Jesu were small but as the night progressed they became larger and clearer. The "e" is backwards. Some people insisted they saw angels. I saw clouds of white and dark shadows but could not say they took the forms of angels. There were photos of angels or at least human forms as large as the church, taken outside. At about 10.30 we departed.
Joe told me that one woman was departing the church when an invisible hand held her back. When she tried again she was pushed to the floor. She told Joe it must mean that she needed to stay longer. Here's one of Joe's favorite stories: A man who called himself an atheist recently visited the church. He told Joe that the crosses were a fraud and he would prove them to be a fraud and name Joe and the church members in a law suit to prove his point publicly. Joe invited him in and told him to make up his own mind about what he saw. As the visitor looked out of the window at the crosses a huge ball of fire came out of the cross and through the window and hit the man and knocked him to the floor of the church. People thought he was dead. The visitor was not hurt but was evidently convinced of the authentic nature of the crosses because Joe said he was baptized in the church last week.
Joe also says anyone who has his photo taken inside the church will see energy of white light surrounding the head.
Knoxville is a perfect location for such an event. It is a Southern Christian stronghold. Each summer hundreds of thousands of tourists visit the area. Knoxville is next to Gatlinburg, a tourist strip in the mountains, the home of Dollywood and such attractions, including Christian theme parks, Bible shops, and Jesus trinkets. Now the area has one more tourist stop: Copper Ridge Baptist Church.
Wayne Peterson, USA
(Wayne is a former career diplomat for the United States government. He has had many remarkable experiences which are recounted in "Experiencing the Masters of Wisdom" - see They Walk Among Us)
In the July/August 1996 issue of Share International, Buddy Piper told of visiting Copper Ridge Baptist church near Knoxville, Tennessee. Crosses of light have appeared there every day since 8 November 1995. There have been over 60 reported healings as a result of these beautiful manifestations. I am one of the people that received the healing touch of God after viewing this spiritual phenomenon.
>From April 1995 until 27 May 1996, I experienced excruciating pain in my head that lasted without any relief, for as long as six days at a time.
During the 14 months of illness, I sought the help of herbs, a dentist, two allergy specialists, my family doctor, a gynaecologist, and two neurosurgeons. It was the second neurosurgeon that informed me of my brain tumor. It was located in a very delicate position of my brain. After receiving the diagnosis on a Friday, I was invited to go south the next day for a short vacation. I was very anxious to go, and to fill my mind with beautiful scenery.
Arriving in Tennessee, we were told about the beautiful crosses appearing at this little country church. Not much more was told to us. We stopped by the Copper Ridge Baptist church at 2.30 am. I immediately jumped out of the truck, with camera in tow, to position myself in a location to view the crosses. I stood outside the church looking [through a window] across the auditorium to the windows on the opposite side. The view I witnessed would alter my life! There, before me, was a golden cross filling the entire window. The energy coming from this manifestation was invigorating. I hurriedly ran to the other two windows on the same side of the church. The exhilarating view was the same. The entire episode lasted only a few minutes, as we had to leave. Pulling out of the church driveway, the hair on my arms stood straight up. Someone mentioned we had just seen a miracle.
Within two days, I knew God had touched me. For the first time in over a year, I came out of my deep depression, my debilitating pain, and my reclusiveness. I was healthy and pain-free again!
That evening of the second day, on 29 May 1996, I made an anxious call to the little church that sat upon a knoll in the foothills of Tennessee. The Reverend Joe Bullard was giving a Wednesday evening sermon, so I talked with a member of the church. I quickly explained my viewing of the crosses of light two days before. I said that I only had one question to ask: "Have there been healings reported by those seeing the crosses?" "Oh my, yes," he enthusiastically replied. I said:
"Well, then you can add my name to the list."
It is now nine months after my healing by the crosses. I've returned to them four more times, and have told literally hundreds of people of God's miracles. My story has been told in the local paper, to a European journalist, and to anyone who will stand still long enough to listen. I've received many calls and letters from out of state, from those who need inspiration or want to tell about their experiences with the crosses of light. I encourage any person who wishes to contact me to do so.
Joan Anderson, 2508 Kent Avenue, Kokomo, Indiana 46902, USA.
Joan Anderson's remarkable story was also the subject of a front page story in the Kokomo Perspective - "The medecine of faith - Kokomo woman's life-threatening illness cured by cross" ( October 23, 1996 )
Within the past 24 hours* Reverend Joe Bullard and his wife Mildred rushed their son David to a Knoxville hospital for a contemplated emergency surgery on his gall bladder. Because of a heart problem for David, the surgeon said the surgery would be extremely dangerous, so he invited the family in to actually see the gall bladder on the screen before the operation, so that they would know how damaged it was.
As the Bullards watched, a small cross of light appeared and settled on top of the gall bladder image they were watching. A family member rushed to call a nurse, but by the time she arrived, the cross had disappeared.
The doctor was contacted and notified the family that something had happened and there was now absolutely no need for surgery. The gall bladder is fine!
Buddy Piper, USA.
(*Letter dated 15 March 1997)
My wife, Mildred, and I recently experienced a great blessing and I feel prompted to write to you about it. I'm Joe Bullard, the former Pastor of Copper Ridge Baptist Church in Knoxville, Tennessee, USA. As you reported in your magazine, on 8 November 1995 an amazing display of crosses of light suddenly appeared in the tiny church where I worked for 14 years. They were magnificently beautiful and news of the healings of the deaf and the blind and of drug addicts and of those spiritually and emotionally troubled spread around the world. (Over 50,000 adults and children came the first year from 27 of the United States and seven foreign countries.) My family and I kept the church doors open seven days a week so that everyone, believers and non-believers alike, could see and feel God's energy in those 40-foot-high and 40-foot-wide, flaming crosses.
However, shortly after the crowds started coming, a group of my church members asked me to keep non-believers and those of other religious beliefs from seeing the crosses and I resisted. I was asked to resign, but I refused, so they cut off my $250-a-month salary and went to court to remove me. After several months of our efforts to let the public see the crosses, my wife and I were physically attacked and sprayed in the eyes with pepper spray and we were taken by our children to the hospital to recuperate. To protect my family, I turned the church over to the congregation ó and then some amazing blessings happened. The judge in the court case awarded me some of my back pay and required the congregation and their attorney to pay the court costs, which relieved us of some of the financial anxiety of starting over again someplace else.
The church is closed to all outsiders, the windows are being removed to keep the crosses out, but Mildred and I took a drive along a deserted road a few days ago and that's the great blessing I wish to report. No cars were in front of us, no cars behind. Suddenly, standing at the side of the road was a tall handsome man with a turban on his head and a marvellous smile on his face. As we passed, he raised his hand up as if to say: "Do you feel better now?" A surge of joy swept through us and I slammed on the brake and tried to back up quickly to take a closer look, but he had disappeared.
Reverend Joe Bullard, Knoxville, Tennessee, USA.
(For more stories about the disappearing man see They Walk Among Us)