After young Giso’s body was badly burned during a fuel explosion (part 1, May 2026), and after an urgent prayer saved him from dying at the hands of police officers after leading a life of crime (part 2, June 2026), Giso, now a reformed believer, is in a spiritual battle for the life of his son.

Knock! Knock! Knock! Giso’s wife went to the door to see who stood outside.

Some men from the village had come asking to borrow some money. Since Giso had stopped selling drugs, their cash flow had decreased to almost nothing. Giso’s wife told the men they no longer had money to loan. The men, however, did not believe her and became angry. Before leaving, they shot a parting threat: “Since you won’t help us, we are going to put a curse on your son and have his soul locked up in the forest!”

Not long afterward, the six-year-old boy fell terribly ill. For three months, Giso prayed for his son’s healing, but things only got worse. His son was not eating and soon became emaciated. When visitors saw him, they said it would not be long before he died.

One day, some family members came to visit. They also looked at the boy and could see that there was not much life left in him. He was breathing, but not much else. Wanting to help, they brought Giso 700 Kina ($162 USD) and some fuel and told him to find a magic man who could come and perform some ceremony to make the boy better. Refusing to give up on God, Giso declined their offer and continued to pray that God would heal his son.

About a week later, Giso had a dream. He saw three magic men approaching his house. They were dressed like warriors with paint on their faces, bows and arrows in their hands, and wearing cassowary headdresses. This scared Giso so much that he tried to wake up from the dream, but he could not! He felt very weak.

The men kept coming closer and closer to the house until they were standing on the porch. Two of the men handed the other one an ax and a sharp cassowary leg bone and said, “Hurry up and go into this man’s house and kill his son.” With a sinister look on his face, the magic man turned and walked into Giso’s house, then walked in the direction of the boy. Giso kept trying to wake up, but was powerless to stop this terrible dream. Suddenly, a bright light filled the whole room. The magic man stopped dead in his tracks, covered his eyes and fell back from the bright light.

As usual, Giso had gone to sleep that night with his Bible next to him on his pillow and with his hand resting upon it. In his dream, Giso looked over where his Bible had been when he fell asleep—but in its place was a fiery sword. He picked it up and turned to chase off the magic man who had already started to make his way back toward the door and to his waiting friends. With the sword in his hand, Giso ran toward the magic men. When they saw him coming, they turned and fled. Giso chased them. As they ran, the magic men began to break apart like scraps of paper, turning into three birds that flew away, making strange bird noises.

Giso woke up, but something did not feel right. He looked around him, into the faces of a crowd of people. Giso was not in his bed—he was outside his house. He looked down at his hand and saw that he was holding his Bible.

Later, others told him that moments before he woke up from his dream, he was running around shouting, “You have no power over me! I have God’s word!” When his neighbors heard the commotion, they came to see what was going on.

Feeling sorry for disturbing everyone, Giso turned to the village leaders and said in a quiet voice, “Tomorrow, I will tell you what happened in my dream.” He then turned to go back to his house.

Lying down in his bed, Giso slipped back off to sleep, only for the dreams to continue. This time, he was walking down a narrow path in the forest when a very large German Shepherd ran toward him, ready to attack. Again, the flaming sword appeared in his hand, and with it, he cut the dog up and continued walking.

As Giso came to a bend in the road, a huge wild pig with great big ugly teeth charged him. He again cut it up with the fiery sword and continued walking.

Then he heard a familiar voice. “Papa! Papa! I’m here, can you hear me?” It was his son’s voice. Giso ran through the forest shouting, “Where are you? Where are you?” When he reached his son, the boy was tied up with wire and string so tightly that he could not move or do anything to help himself. As Giso used his flaming sword to cut off the strings and wire, his son said, “Papa, why did you take so long to come? I have been tied up for a long time, and I’m in pain from this rope. I have been waiting for you.”

“I am here now,” Giso said as he picked the boy up and hugged him, so happy to see him again.

They turned to begin their walk back home, only to be met by the same huge wild pig with great big ugly teeth. “Papa! Look, there’s a big pig coming after us! Please kill it.”

“Son, don’t worry, do you see this fiery sword in my hand? We will kill him with this sword. He won’t hurt us.” And so Giso slayed both the big ugly pig and the big German Sheperd. Soon, they were safely home again.

Giso woke up from his dream to the sound of a soft, frail voice calling, “Papa? Papa?” It was his son, and this time it was not a dream; it was for real. Giso had not heard the voice of his son for about a week; the boy had just lain there doing nothing but breathing. Giso had thought for sure that his son would die any day and that he would then take his son back to their home village to bury the boy.

Kneeling next to his son, Giso could feel that he was still quite hot, so he got some cool water and bathed the boy. When he finished, his son said, “Daddy, I want to eat some noodles.” Shocked at his son’s request for food, Giso cooked some noodles for him and then happily sat and watched him eat. Not long after he finished eating, his son said, “Papa, I need to go.” So, gathering the weak boy up in his arms, Giso took him out to the pit toilet so he could relieve himself.

When people saw Giso and his son outside their house, they were amazed! A crowd soon gathered to stare at Giso’s son. They were amazed to see the boy up and moving around again. They kept saying over and over, “It must be a miracle!” They could not believe he was alive.

Today, Giso’s son is a healthy, strong young boy studying hard at school. He is a constant reminder to Giso that God is more powerful than any magic man and that He is a God who hears and answers our prayers.

Not long after this experience, Giso moved back to his home village of Uladu. One day, he happened to meet Aston, one of our local church members and the son of Bani, the man who started the Adventist church in Uladu. As they talked together, catching up on life and telling each other stories, Aston shared with Giso all the new things he was learning about the Bible from his father. Aston invited Giso to join them in worshiping on the Sabbath. Giso accepted the invitation and, about a year later, was baptized.

Today, Giso has become a very important part of our little church in Uladu. The Lord is using him in a powerful way to reach the young men in the village who are doing many of the things that he used to do. Please pray that the Lord will fill Giso with the Holy Spirit and use him to reach others with the gospel of Jesus!

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