Many will recognise the pastor as he shot to fame during the pandemic in 2020 when a BBC News report of him delivering food to those in need was watched by 50 million people. It’s not going to be a Christian show. It is going to be hard-hitting because that is what my life was.

I somehow drove the car to a nearby industrial estate and, probably for the first time since I was a little boy, I prayed. It was a demand more than a prayer: “God, if you’re real, you’d better help me!” I got no reply. It would be amazing if he finished his boxing career and came and did this – you never know, he could choose to.”He pauses: "I wish I could say I never took a drug or a drink again, but it was the beginning of the end." Let’s look at ourselves and restructure for the times we’re in. And let’s not do what we’ve always done. Stained-glass windows won’t feed children. There’s a place for that, of course, but we’ve got to love people and care for them and meet the need. Now’s the time for that. They couldn’t hold it together. And I was holding them in my arms and praying for them while they were crying, wanting life – while churches were shut. I might have been wrong in what I did, but I was trying to keep people alive long enough to hear the gospel, because I knew what it had done for me. When they got me out the door, I heard them bolt it behind me. I walked down the street, and a guy in a shop doorway asked: “Where are you going?” I said: “I don’t know.” He said: “Come and sit here.” He wrapped his quilt around me, put his hat on my head and poured cider into my mouth until the shakes stopped.

It was white, brilliant white. For 15 seconds I couldn't see," he says. "It was like looking into the sun and I was paralysed by it."He writes in a colloquial style, no doubt to create a sense of authenticity. You have to get used to such sentences as “I began talking to my new pal the Holy Ghost. . .” Yet he has a degree in theology from Manchester University. His long and painful journey to recovery began at a subsequent meeting for drug and alcohol addicts, as he put his faith in God.

I never told him he was the man who raped me. I had a choice and I chose to forgive. It changed my life." We want our comments to be a lively and valuable part of our community - a place where readers can debate and engage with the most important local issues. The ability to comment on our stories is a privilege, not a right, however, and that privilege may be withdrawn if it is abused or misused. But in showing how I have found God it will also hopefully show people that you can change If you’ve had a bad start I was in a homeless hostel, and it was the first time in my life that I was not relying on drugs or alcohol. I had these feelings that I didn’t know what to do with. I didn’t know who I was. So l prayed, and I saw a light at the bottom of the bed.

Summary of Blown Away

Reunion to celebrate 70th birthdays of classmates at former St Hilda's RC High School for Girls in Burnley Read in one sitting as I couldn’t put it down. Exhilarating, sobering, and a beautiful demonstration of the relentless love of Jesus. As a student, Rev Dr Kate Coleman was open to all kinds of religions…but not Christianity. Being inexplicably drawn to Jesus took her by surprise You had a miraculous experience that led you to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital. Can you tell us about that?