In USA, Extremists BURY Christians ALIVE in CEMENT… but a MIRACLE changed everything

On August 14, 2019, a group of five men found themselves trapped in a life-or-death situation that would test their faith and resilience in unimaginable ways. This is the harrowing story of John Freeman and his friends, who were buried alive in cement by extremists in a remote area of Mississippi, only to experience a miracle that defied all odds.

#### The Calm Before the Storm

It was an ordinary Wednesday morning in the swamps outside Jasper, Mississippi, a place locals ominously referred to as “the dead zone.” The name stemmed from the lack of cell phone reception and the isolation that enveloped the area. John Freeman, a seasoned construction worker, was there with four other men—Elijah, Curtis, Samuel, and Thomas—rebuilding the foundation for a new community center. They had dedicated their lives to helping others, particularly in historically marginalized communities, and this project was no different.

As they labored in the foundation pit, tying rebar and preparing for a massive concrete pour, the atmosphere shifted. The tranquility of their work was shattered by the sound of heavy machinery crashing through the trees. An excavator emerged, followed by a pickup truck and six men wielding iron bars and shovels. The foreman, a menacing figure with a violent past, had arrived with a sinister plan.

#### The Trap is Set

The foreman, known for his hostility towards the community’s progress, blocked the only exit from the pit with the excavator. “Well, well,” he taunted, looking down at the trapped men. “Look what we got here.” John’s heart sank as he realized the gravity of their situation. These men were not just there to intimidate; they intended to kill.

Curtis, the oldest of the group at 67, had faced violence during the civil rights movement but had never sounded so afraid. “John, we got to do something,” he urged. But John knew there was nowhere to go. The walls of the pit were eight feet high, and they were surrounded by armed men ready to pour concrete over them. They were trapped, and the reality of their impending doom began to sink in.

#### A Desperate Prayer

As fear gripped the men, Thomas dropped to his knees and prayed. “Father God, we are your servants. We have done the work you called us to do. And now, Lord, we need you to show up.” The foreman laughed, mocking their faith. “Your god ain’t out here, old man. Ain’t nobody out here,” he sneered.

With that, the concrete mixer began to pour, and the first wave of wet cement cascaded down into the pit. The weight of the concrete was immediate and suffocating. It rose quickly, trapping their legs and burning their skin. John felt the heat of the cement as it began to cure, a chemical reaction that would not only harden but also cook their flesh.

As the mixture reached their waists, John and his friends struggled to breathe. The pressure was unbearable, and John found himself reflecting on his life, recalling moments of love, family, and faith. In those desperate seconds, he felt a light—a warmth that transcended the physical pain. It was then that he heard a voice: “John, I am with you. I have always been with you.”

#### The Power of Faith

With the concrete rising to his chin, John began to sing, “Amazing grace, how sweet the sound.” One by one, his friends joined in, their voices rising above the chaos. The foreman, who had been laughing moments before, suddenly fell silent. The power of their faith transformed the atmosphere, and something miraculous began to happen.

As they sang, the concrete around them changed. The heat dissipated, and the pressure that had been crushing them eased. The mixture became viscous instead of hardening, allowing them to breathe and feel a sense of peace wash over them. Meanwhile, the foreman and his men, who had been tormenting them, began to panic as they realized they were losing control of the situation.

The foreman stepped too close to the edge of the pit, and in an instant, the concrete seized him, trapping his foot as he tried to escape. His men fled, leaving him behind, screaming in terror. The miracle had transformed the pit from a grave into a sanctuary.

#### Rescued from the Depths

As dawn broke over the swamp, a farmer named Ezekiel Turner, drawn by the smoke from the concrete mixer that had overheated, stumbled upon the scene. When he reached the edge of the pit, he was astonished to see five men covered in concrete that felt like pudding. “Help us, brother,” John called out.

Within an hour, Ezekiel had pulled all five men from the pit. They simply slid free from the concrete that had held them captive for hours, miraculously unharmed. No chemical burns, no bruises—just the imprints of their bodies left behind in the concrete, a testament to the power of faith and the miracle they had experienced.

#### A Community United

News of their miraculous escape spread quickly throughout Jasper and beyond. By noon, crowds began to gather at the site, eager to witness the evidence of what had transpired. The imprints of John and his friends in the concrete became a powerful symbol of survival and faith. Pastor Williams decided to keep the original slab exposed, creating a viewing platform and installing lighting to ensure that the miraculous story could be shared with others.

Sister Evelyn, a local elder who had dedicated her life to building a better community, stood at the edge of the pit, tears streaming down her face. “Five churches they burned,” she said, “and now God has given us something they can never burn—a foundation made of miracle.”

#### The Transformation of the Foreman

Eighteen months later, John received a phone call from the foreman, Dale Hutchkins. The voice on the other end was thin and wavering, a stark contrast to the man John remembered. Dale expressed a desire to meet and share what had changed in him since that fateful day.

When they met at the pit, John saw a man transformed. Dale spoke of the moment the concrete had trapped him and how he felt something inside him shift. “That night, something died in me and something else was born,” he confessed. John recognized the look of brokenness in Dale’s eyes, a reflection of his own journey of faith.

As they knelt together, praying for forgiveness and healing, the two men—once enemies—became brothers. Dale offered to help rebuild the community center, expressing a desire to spend the rest of his life building what he had once tried to destroy.

#### The Legacy of a Miracle

The miraculous events of that day left a lasting impact on the community. The imprints in the concrete served as a reminder of the power of faith and the strength found in unity. Thousands of visitors began making the journey to Jasper to witness the evidence of God’s miraculous intervention.

Scientists studied the concrete, trying to find a rational explanation for what had happened. Their reports confirmed that while the chemical composition was normal, the behavior of the concrete defied all known laws of physics. The miracle had left an indelible mark on the landscape and in the hearts of those who witnessed it.

John Freeman’s story is not just one of survival; it is a testament to the power of faith, resilience, and redemption. It serves as a reminder that even in the darkest moments, miracles can happen, and that love can triumph over hatred.

As John reflects on the experience, he emphasizes the importance of sharing their story. “This isn’t just about us,” he says. “It’s about hope for everyone facing impossible situations. God is still in the business of miracles, and we are living proof.”

In a world often filled with despair, the story of John Freeman and his friends reminds us that faith can move mountains, and that even in the face of hatred and violence, love can prevail.