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Ray was minister, prophet, healer and architect 

Baptist minister, Norfolk Healing Rooms and School of Prophets founder and church architect, Rev Ray Scorey, has died at the age of 79. Wife Ruth pays tribute to a remarkable man.

Ray William Scorey was born in Romford, his mother and father, Joan and Harry, marrying young amidst the hubbub of World War II. Ray was named after the famous Welsh-American movie star Ray Milland and was never registered as Raymond; just Ray. It is said that, as a baby, he, his mum and his older sister Ann were rescued from an exploding bomb by the local vicar who pushed them all, pram included, into a passageway opposite the church and out of danger.
 
Two more brothers, Michael and Alan, and a sister, Michline, were born and the Scorey children all enjoyed the freedoms that the nearby countryside offered. As a small boy, Ray washed milk bottles for the local farmer and assisted with milk deliveries made by horse and cart and later he enjoyed shooting rabbits with friends.
 
He and his school friends were fascinated by cars and tinkered together on old bangers, which were the only vehicles they could afford. As a teenager, he drove a dumper truck for pocket money and learnt quickly how to reverse down very narrow passageways to get a tip from the customer; driving skills that became very handy later on for the motorhome Healing Rooms.
 
With dyslexia being unheard of then, he was not considered very promising at school. When he asked his northern PE teacher if he thought Ray would pass his GCEs, the man replied [in a broad Yorkshire accent] “Pass GCE? You’ll not pass lamppost”. Once, a teacher punished Ray for some misdemeanour by making him stand up and sing. Ray sang beautifully and, when the teacher heard him, he entered him for the Chase Cross school inter-House competition which Ray won for his house. But on the whole, Ray would look out of the classroom windows and wonder what the world had to offer him.
 
In the 1960s, aged 16, Ray was invited to join a rock and roll band as a bass guitarist, in the days when The Beatles were just coming to the fore. Ray’s mum was not altogether supportive of this venture, feeling that his education was more important. So Ray would slip out of the bedroom window, without her knowledge and perform to screaming girls, enjoying various gimmicks with the crowds.
 
Ray left school at 16 not knowing quite what he would become. A teacher had told him he’d never make a public speaker and the school Careers Officer suggested that he was not office material because he didn’t keep a diary. Because his passion was cars, he was sent to be a car mechanic, which he found soul destroying. Lying beneath a chassis, he would watch the trains to London go by and long to be on one of them.
 
But Ray could draw and fortunately one of the careers team pointed him in the direction of AGIP, an Italian petroleum company in the City of London. He began there as an office boy, graduated to switchboard, then parking Alfa Romeos for company directors, until his artistic skills were noticed and he started to draw up plans for petrol stations.
 
Companies supported him to attend day-release architectural training at North London Polytechnic over the next ten years and he went on to work with major commercial architectural firms such as Frederick Gibberd and Carl Fisher. He designed a travelator at Heathrow, was involved in the design of the new Liverpool Cathedral, known as Paddy’s Wigwam, and Ilford Railway Station. Also the redesign of the country’s chain of Burton’s men’s clothing shops and wherever he went he would make a point of visiting a shopping precinct in Reading or Lenzie, Scotland, or an office building in London’s Liverpool Street, which he had designed, to see how they were holding up. He taught architectural students, saying “I have million pound jobs to deal with here, so you’d better keep up!”
 
During these years, he bought a beautiful house in Leeds, when mortgages were particularly low, and the proceeds of the sale of this house only a couple of years later enabled the family to spend a year in New Zealand, Ray working as an architect. On their return they lived in Attleborough and Potters Barr, Ray working two jobs as an architect and as a pub landlord, rather uncharacteristically for a gentle man with no taste for alcohol.
 
But his life was turned upside down by the presence of Heaven in the home of Norman and Betty Burrows, his parents’-in-law to be and, after hearing the audible voice of God asking him “so Ray, what are you going to do about me?” he went on to be filled with the Holy Spirit, an earth-shaking experience that made him wonder if he was dying, and knew that God was calling him into the ministry.
 
By this time, he had three children, Jon, Adam and Simon and went on to have two more: James and Joanna. They lived in Basildon for a time, where Ray worked as an a architect with the local council and also with a blind school, after which he left architecture, just six months before his architectural course was to finish, his senior tutor having asked him where his true passion really lay.
 
In the mid-1980s he spent a theological foundational year at Cliff College, near Chesterfield, where he met fellow architect and prophet Jeff Kitts and wife Liz and also thoroughly enjoyed getting involved with the building plans for Roger and Beryl Hosking’s innovative Christian farm project, Happy Hens, which provided hope for children expelled from school.
 
He began candidating for Methodism. He was interviewed by a council of 40 Methodist ministers and asked about a David and Goliath situation he’d had to face, to which Ray replied, “This one!” Ray’s charismatic outlook, so in line with Wesley, surprisingly didn’t sway the panel, resulting in a “not yet recommended” decision.
 
This changed his direction and instead he  attended the evangelical Moorlands College in Dorset, where he moved the family for three years. There he learned how to pray with the College Dean, write first-class essays and stimulating sermons, to worship in spirit and truth but also to challenge the existing spiritual narrowings he met there; there was very little teaching on the Holy Spirit or prophecy but Ray was both filled with the Holy Spirit and prophetic, a combination that some people found difficult to handle.
 
Ray took a course on grief counselling and earned extra money by working for an undertaker, occasionally taking the kids for a drive in the hearse (without the coffin)! He lived by faith for many of those years and told many amazing stories of God’s provision for much needed funds, homes, cars and parking spaces!
 
He pastored at a couple of churches in South Woodham Ferrers in Essex, including a new house church which he pioneered, before being led back to Norfolk in the 1990s, where he practised in almost every kind of church there is, from Baptist, Anglican, Roman Catholic, New Frontiers and Pentecostal Assemblies of God. He would say that he became a Baptist simply because they gave him a badge.
 
While he ran churches, he also practised as an architect for many of those years, getting involved with the designs of The Matthew Project in Norwich, the refurbishment of Ormesby and Gorleston Baptist churches and the design of the Kings Centre Gorleston and very many other private jobs. He had many happy years at Aylsham and Ormesby Baptist churches, where he was a minister, before retiring in 2009.
 
Ray faced more than his fair share of opposition, perfidy and physical, mental and spiritual attack over his 79 years and benefitted from the input of his mentor Glanville Martin, who introduced him to the power of the inner healing ministry of Charles and Mary Clarke. From this he knew for a fact that God could turn ashes into beauty and longed to see others similarly released.
 
He was introduced to the prophetic by his good friend, Jeff Kitts, in 2004 and, meeting prophets such as Chris Wren James and Alaric Hunt, he became proficient in giving tender and spot-on spiritual words to people who needed encouragement.
 
In 2007, he and Mike Jones set up Norfolk Healing Rooms together, having trained for a week in Spokane, Washington, USA. Their first healing was Joe, who brought his friend for ministry and decided he would like to take up the offer of prayer for himself as he was due to attend the hospital ophthalmology department for his 10% vision. The day after, he phoned Ray and said “Who do I write the cheque to?” Norfolk Healing Rooms didn’t even have a bank account! The hospital found that his vision had miraculously returned.
 
The team had a short but successful time ministering healing to the audience of Revelation TV, where they would be as cool as the mysterious cucumber Ray secreted on the desk in front of them as a reminder.
 
It was Ray and his team who, in 2010, pioneered mobile Healing Rooms on Millennium Plain in the centre of Norwich, using a hired caravan, all part of the annual Christian venture called Celebrate Norwich. The caravan morphed into a Motorhome over the years and Celebrate expanded to King’s Lynn. On both sites the team loved seeing people discover the beauty of Christ and healing of all kinds. For a time Ray and Ruth enjoyed being trustees of Celebrate.
 
When Ray married Ruth, they set up Norfolk School of Prophets together, along with Revs Rod and Michelle Smith, and went on to lead many a taster session for various Christian groups across the nation. Ray and Ruth also co-directed Norfolk Healing Rooms, having many exciting adventures healing the land across Europe plus the entire coastline of the UK and Eire.
 
Together they were Regional Directors for Healing Rooms in the East of England and spent the last five years as National Directors for Healing Rooms Scotland. Together they have also been trustees for the charities First Love Global and Healing Streams. More than anything Ray longed to see the dead raised and for Revival to come to Britain.  

A number of people prophesied that Ray would write books and he ended up writing three: ‘How To Do Mobile Healing Rooms’, ‘How To Set Up A Prophecy School’ and his biography ‘The Adventures of a maverick: My Journey in my own handwriting’ - all self-published (not available in bookshops).
 
He was diagnosed with inoperable and untreatable pancreatic cancer in November 2021. Ray explained to the doctors and nurses that he was a man of faith and believed for his healing. The scans soon showed the tumour shrinking and the cancer markers decreasing to levels that suggested he had had chemotherapy, when he had had none.
 
He carried on and endured for two and half years, well past the expectations of the oncology team. To the end, he remained full of faith, was calm and serene and sang hymns almost to the end. All who surrounded his bed were deeply affected by the sheer peace that pervaded the atmosphere.
 
He leaves behind wife Ruth, sisters Ann and Michline, brother Alan, his five children Jon, Adam, Simon, James and Joanna and thirteen grandchildren.
 
To see a recording of Ray's service click here.

Please add your own tributes to, or anecdotes about, Ray below.

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(Guest) 10/04/2024 16:38
Ray was first one, who gave me Destiny Words. He was lovely man. Very giving of himself and had time for everyone. What a great encourager he was. trish

Sarah, Stowmarket (Guest) 10/04/2024 18:34
Meeting Ray = changing my life. His generosity of seeing your "gold" before you could was legendary. His beautiful letters and cards are sent seeped with love and prayers. I will treasure everyone of them. Thank you my dear friend.
John Lander (Guest) 10/04/2024 21:33
Ray was a true man of God, on first meeting him, his amazing prophetic words changed my destiny. He had the ability to encourage and equip others. A kingdom builder. A prophet. Probably thousands have been blessed because of him. What was an amazement to me was how he and Ruth laid down their lives in helping to see people set free. A very special brother and friend. His writings are a legacy which will go on to touch many lives in the future.
Jess and Anne Mary Stubenbord (Guest) 11/04/2024 09:37
A much loved and respected minister of God. A very sad loss to us all down here, but great gain to all in Heaven !
Michelle & Rod Smith (Guest) 11/04/2024 18:15
It has been our privilege to know Ray, to share our journey in life and ministry over a number of years, including the last 10+ with Ruth as well as Ray. To us, Ray has been a wonderful example of how to love Jesus and love people, a true father in the image of our heavenly Dad, as Ray liked to call Him. We will miss his smile, laughter and jokes as well as the more serious side of Ray that was determined to see many blessed with a prophetic word, healing of hearts, souls and bodies and his love of team ministry. Heaven has gained a treasure and I know he is cheering us all on to keep building The Kingdom until we join him or Jesus comes.
Rachel and Nick Hewitt (Guest) 12/04/2024 19:53
We were very privileged to be part of the original healing rooms team which was set up by Ray and Mike.
We were trained following the method Ray and Mike had learnt at Spokane, from Call Pierce.
We practised for a year without seeing any healings but continued to meet up and train. We vividly remember Joes healing. He was in his late eighties and had lost most of his sight due to age. He asked for prayer as he wanted to be able to read his bible again. That day Holy Spirit came in power to Ormesby Baptist church and Joe's eyesight began to return. The day after, he phoned Ray and said “Who do I write the cheque to?” When Joe attended the hospital they found that, as I recall, 85% of his vision had miraculously returned.
From then on God gave us the gift of healing and we saw a number of miraculous healings. All we did was turn up and pray and believe.

We were members for 6 years or so and they were the most wonderful years.
Ray had an amazing vision for the prophetic and healing and was blessed by God.
We send our love and best wishes to Ruth and to all those Ray loved and who loved him
Jill Gower (Guest) 15/04/2024 18:36
Ray was a special person with the most kind and lovely smile. I remember him with great affection and for all he contributed to the Kingdom of God in Norfolk. My thoughts and prayers for Ruth and his family.

(Guest) 16/04/2024 16:23
Tribute to Ray by Glanville Martin, Ray’s mentor for forty years

Sharing in a ministry appointment with Mary Clarke, whose husband Charles, could no longer participate in that responsibility, it was in that appointment that I first came to know Ray. From my recollection, Ray shared with us a memory of an incident that took place when his Father left. Someone of importance, said to him, “Ray, you are the man of the house now. You are going to have to take responsibility.” Ray, at an age when a person’s life is most malleable, and grieving of the loss of the person who should have been mentoring him through to adulthood, felt thrust into adulthood, a responsibility He was unable to carry, but being Ray, he did try.

The words Ray heard impinged upon his life and relationships. On the one hand they imposed a sense of responsibility that a boy of ten should not have to carry. On the other hand the words generated a determination to consider the needs of others.

Through circumstances and incidents, the effects of decisions made at that time, conscious or unconscious, would rise to the surface. The published obituary put it quite succinctly: “Ray faced more than his fair share of opposition, perfidy and physical, mental and spiritual attack over his 79 years.” I was privileged to help Ray through to a greater freedom, to become the man who His Father God wanted Him to be.

Come to think of it, most of the mentoring focused on the Fatherhood of God, on Jesus’ relationship with His Father and Ray’s relationship with the Father through Jesus. Not forgetting the Holy Spirit who witnesses in the heart that Ray was now a son of God.

One of the early questions put to Ray was, “Ray, are you a slave or a son? Are you a slave seeking to earn the place of sonship? Ray, a son can choose to be a slave, but a slave can never become a son.” I always knew when something had touched the spot. Ray would go quiet, reach for his notebook and pen and write something down. Other times Ray would read something that he himself had written a few days earlier.

Ray was very much a man who desired to live right with people. He grieved over conflicts, sometimes blaming himself but finding relief when, on talking through the incidents, he found that sometimes it was people’s reactions to some deeper understanding of the Truth that had generated the conflict. And yes, when Ray realised that he was the one who had reacted ungraciously, there would be heartfelt confession and a willingness to seek reconciliation.

Over the time, Ray came to appreciate his identity and status as a child of God, and more and more evidenced a real willingness to conform to attitudes and lifestyle of Jesus. Part of that growth hinged upon the word, ‘SO.’ We were looking at the opening verses of John 13. In that passage it is declared that Jesus knew His Origin; His Identity; His Status and His Destiny. He also knew that God had put all things under His control. And then comes that little word, ‘So.’ What comes after the word ‘so’ Ray? Jesus got up from the table and washed the feet of His followers. He did what He did because He knew what He knew. Put another way, Ray, being produced the doing. Doing can never produce the being. Out came his little notebook, and once again Ray began to embrace simplicity.

It was not long after this we met again. From what transpired at that meeting, I had a very strong sense that it was time to hand Ray over to the Lord. Ray was a little hesitant at first. “Ray, look at where we began. Look at where the Lord has brought you. You are no longer someone struggling to reach something that is too big for you. It is time to take your place in God’s scheme of things for you.”

A few weeks later I had a phone call from Ray telling me that he had just returned from America. To borrow from the obituary again, “In 2007, he and Mike Jones set up Norfolk Healing Rooms together, having trained for a week in Spokane, Washington, USA.” The rest of it you know.

I value the friendship that developed over the 40+ years since we first met. I value too when sometimes Ray would feed back to me something which he rightly discerned that I needed to take to heart again. Like a little picture that is always at the back of my Journal; a young man holding a hammer and some heavy nails, supported in the arms of Risen Saviour, nail wounds visible. Ray’s caption was, “He loves you, no matter what.”

Jane Hunt (Guest) 21/04/2024 09:02
I have so many great memories of Ray as both a spiritual leader and a friend.

I was a Healing Rooms team member for a few years, when Ray led the Norfolk Healing Rooms together with Mike Jones. We saw many people healed and lives powerfully impacted. Some of my happiest memories of those times is when we prayed for people in the mobile Healing Rooms vehicle in Norwich City centre during the Celebrate event - sharing Jesus in the community.

Ray modelled the loving kindness of Jesus so well, and he had a revelation of the goodness of God, which he would share at any opportunity, not wanting anyone to miss out.

Ray had a passion to equip the Body of Christ in healing and prophetic ministry. Together with Ruth, he also travelled across the U.K. and Europe, praying for God’s Kingdom to come in various locations. I’m sure that these sacrificial journeys of intercession will bear much fruit.

I truly thank God for Ray’s life and legacy!
nigel bacon (Guest) 21/11/2024 12:13
I am saddened to have just discovered that Ray had died and in awe of the amazing life he had.
Literally, half an hour ago I was reminiscing about our schooldays with an old schoolfriend from our days at Gobions Junior school in Romford and amongst my recollections was a lad called Ray Scorey.
As 10 year olds we used to have rough and tumble games in the playground, cowboys and Indians, the usual stuff. There was an incident when Ray and I were engaging in mock fight when a wrong move resulted in Ray breaking his leg! I was full of remorse and the headmaster suggested I write a letter to his parents with an explanation, which I did.
To his credit Ray never held a grudge, which I now realise typified his good nature.
We left junior school and went to different secondary schools. His was Chase Cross, which backed onto our garden.
I never heard or saw him again. About 15
years ago when living in Scotland I heard he had gone into the church but didn't know where.
Ironically, we have been living in Bungay only 20 miles from Norwich for the last 12 years.
I'm so sorry that our paths didn't cross again, but I am so glad that he had such a rich and rewarding life.
RIP Ray.
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