No review can encapsulate the inspiration, lessons, and exhortation presented in this testimony of Pullinger's work. Here are a few things that hit me: Once Ah Kei became a Christian, he began to tell the good news to his family, who one by one accepted it. Ah Bing's father was so pleased to see the change in his son-in-law that he too became a Christian and was baptized with the Spirit. He threw a lavish dinner to celebrate...Afterward, the father rose to his feet and announced, "Once I was young and now I am old, but never before have I seen a bad man become good. A very influential gang member was impressed by her resilience and that she hadn't left the Walled City, so he concluded that she must be serious about Christianity

Few of the junkies...had any exposure to Christianity before coming off drugs. Far from being a hindrance, this helped them. Now they would arrive saying, "I heard how Ah Kei (or some other friend) has changed. He says it is Jesus who did it. Ah Kei is the meanest addict I know. If Jesus can change him, he can change me too." Their faith did not depend on theological concepts but on seeing Jesus working in others and on their willingness to let Him work in their lives. Each time they prayed, their prayers were answered, and their faith grew as they were healed. I’ve learned not to start memoirs, especially memoirs about women who do amazing things in Christ’s kingdom, unless I am in the right frame of mind. Not too depressed, but not too optimistic; an equilibrium of positivity and realism.Immediately, things began to change in her ministry. Although she used the same words and same methods in sharing the Gospel, now she began to see powerful results. As she walked about the Walled City praying in the Spirit quietly under her breath, h earts were miraculously opened and lives changed! Drug addicts and gang members began to receive Jesus as their Lord and Savior. It was some time before I realized what had changed. This time, I was talking about Jesus to people who wanted to hear. I had let God have a hand in my prayers, and it produced a direct result. Instead of deciding what I wanted to do for God and asking His blessing, I was asking Him to do His will through me as I prayed in the language He gave me. On loving selflessly: "It was as if God had given me a special love for him and that I was meant to show it, although it was not necessarily an emotion that should or could be returned. This love was for his good; it was quite different from any love for other people that I had before, in which I had always wanted something in return. I had never before loved somebody entirely for his benefit without caring what he felt for me." But the way she brings this gift across even has me questioning my own prejudices (which is always a good thing). The presence of God and the power of Jesus are undeniable in her accounts. The sort of life that seems to me the natural path for a Christian is showing up in what she's doing. Maybe I'm the one who's missing something. This particular memoir sat on my nightstand for over a year. Why? Memoirs are a dangerous thing for dreamers and the restless.

The fact that British police (in earlier decades, anyway) recognized the dangers of witchcraft as a punishable offense by the law and indicted criminals accordingly This book challenged me to pray in the Spirit more and to encourage others to employ this gift also. Speaking in tongues is biblical … and it is for today! Let’s not forget it’s value, nor allow religious tradition and the fear of man to keep from speaking in tongues as the Spirit gives us utterance. The needs are too great, the hour is too late, and hell is too hot for us to neglect to use this wonderful gift to help us to reach people and deliver them from Satan’s grip. The people in Hong Kong had a certain idea of what Christians are liked, and were ashamed to show their sins I took away a star because each story was separate from the next, without much of a thread through them. Since each chapter started in media res, sometimes it was disorienting or hard to understand her point. I wish that she included more of her internal struggles and failures, because it felt like she only included success stories and everything worked out perfectly for her (she kind of painted herself as a savior). I also wish she included more at the end about where she is now. When she arrived she followed her heart to find the direction for her ministry. Compassion led her into the Walled City, a putrifying maze of opium dens, pornographic movie theaters, brothels and squaller. There she found the offscourings of humanity—people given over to worst depravities, abusing and abused, apparently lost forever.The boys who had come off drugs were very good at helping the "new boys." Having recently been through withdrawal, their faith was high. The other boys listened to them with some respect when they said, "It works - once you begin to pray, the pain goes. Just ask Jesus and pray in the Spirit." Full Book Name: Chasing the Dragon: One Woman’s Struggle Against the Darkness of Hong Kong’s Drug Den Many addicts who prayed for Jesus’ help found themselves freed of their addiction without going through any kind of withdrawal. We love our people whether they turn out well or not and the successes do not vindicate our ministry nor the disappointments nullify it. What is important is whether we had loved in a real way- not preached in an impassioned way from the pulpit”