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Accidents Addylynn Grace Children Healing Maryah's Story Miscellaneous Salvation Weather Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. (1 Peter 5:7 NIV) Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. (Hebrews 11:1 NIV) Who among the gods is like you, O Lord? Who is like you--majestic in holiness, awesome in glory, working wonders? (Exodus 15:11 NIV) You are worthy, our Lord and our God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things, and by your will they were created and have their being. (Revelation 4:11 NIV) For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. For it is written: "I will destroy the wisdom of the wise; the intelligence of the intelligent I will frustrate." (1 Corinthians 1:18-19 NIV) "Where were you when I laid the earth's foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were it s footings set, or who laid its cornerstone--while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy? (Job 38:4-7 NIV) Jesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness. When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. (Matthew 9:35-36 NIV) Praise the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty. He wraps himself in light as with a garment; he stretches out the heavens like a tent and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters. He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind. He makes winds his messengers, flames of fire his servants. He set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved. (Psalm 104:1-5 NIV) Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will-- to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding. (Ephesians 1:3-8 NIV) The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. (Deuteronomy 3:6 NIV) |
On January 10, 1998, at 2:10 a.m. my eighty-year-old father died of brain cancer. Prior to my father's death my brother prayed over my father the following: "If there is any way to let us know where your destination is, if you made it to heaven ... we know we've been praying; if there's any way for you to let us know it would be appreciated." I wasn't with them at the time and didn't know about this prayer. On January 11 at 2:10 a.m. (exactly 24 hours later) while we were all sleeping, my father's battery-operated radio (no alarm and no electrical plug) came on very loud and awoke us playing this song: "On the Side of Angels" by Leann Rimes. My minister agreed with me that this was a message of assurance. February 18, 2000 Just to share an answer to prayer: I have been unemployed for a few months, and my mortgage payment was nearly due. I persisted in prayer for a few days concerning this, and lo and behold! A few days later, an unexpected check came in the mail covering the payment as well as giving me something for my tithe. I am a firm believer in tithing. It is God's money; He provides for us the abilities to receive it, just as we pray He provides for us the abilities to receive His answer(s). June 5, 2001 (Several testimonies from the same writer) Jesus Saved Me When I was seven-years-old, I went to my Granny's Good News Club. She prayed for my salvation, commitment to God, and for my faith to develop. She would ensure my attendance every Thursday even if she drove me herself. I enjoyed singing, fellowship, Bible stories, and memory verses. I kept going back because I liked the snacks she prepared. I also loved the sour balls we received when we memorized the verse of the week. One day I told my Granny, "I don't need the sour balls anymore, as the verse is prize enough." Her eyes welled up and she led me in the salvation prayer. I have celebrated my new birth date in February ever since. I belong to Jesus. He prepares me for His kingdom every day. I learned Jesus is the way the truth and the life--no one gets to the Father but through Him. God Answers My Prayer I prayed over my mother's cigarettes one day. I prayed they would taste awful to her so she would quit smoking "cold turkey." She went from three packs a day to a radical quitting overnight. She has never smoked again. I learned God answers prayers. God Provides Council and Confirms When I was nineteen and my world was full of "nineteen-year-old woes," I was unable to make any sense of my life or the decisions I was facing. I went to the beach, a quest for peace from the battle in my mind, heart and soul. I was alone until unexpectedly a man appeared on my blanket, right next to me. His name was Mark. He told me not to be alarmed. I wasn't, but I should have been. His appearance was questionable. His reason for being there was undefined. I was the only other person out there for miles, yet I felt no exposure to danger. I had an inner peace and talked to him for two hours. He quoted Bible verses that rescued me from my apparent anguish. He shared words of wisdom and counseled me through those overwhelming decisions before I ever explained what they were. Without this encounter, my aimless action plan would have directed me differently for life. I was able to walk away levelheaded with some solid ground to function. I asked Mark where he was from, as his accent was hard to place. I guessed Canada. He said, "Actually, a little higher." When we walked back to the parking lot I asked him if angels have footprints in the sand? He said, "Of course they do". He walked me to my car; we made a plan for him to follow me to the highway. He got into his white pickup truck, oddly immaculate for the seaside area. Traffic permitted little mobility as we traveled, so there was no concern I'd lose him. He stayed very close to my bumper. We made it a mile. With nowhere to venture, he disappeared. I watched from my rearview mirror and knew I spent time with an angel. While driving home I was justifying the authenticity of the supernatural turn of events I encountered. God wanted me to know His provision and see His hand in my life that day. When I got home my mom asked me if I wanted to read a book she had displayed on the table. Not being a big reader, I felt this was a strange question to ask me. The book was called Angels on Assignment. This was a confirmation within my spirit. I learned God offers miracles to people who need them. I was delighted He didn't allow for me to discount this gift. God Instructs Through a Dream One night while I slept soundly, God gave me a dream. Indisputably, it was an actual event He desired me to be a part of, for the purpose of prayer. It was instructionally empowered. I would have been a fool not to act. My friend Doug was standing on the rail of a bridge. He intended to commit suicide. He heard voices telling him self-destruction was OK since there would be no loss to anyone. He listened to the voices. That's how he got there. He was on medication for his manic depression but this was one of many nights he missed a dosage. In the dream, God placed me in Doug's body. I heard the voices and lies he believed. I saw his shoes and the water below the soles. I woke up crying and screaming stop! God wanted me to awaken everyone in the house and pray for Doug's well being. It was an ungodly hour! Nobody minded. They awoke and prayed with me, for Doug. Later that day God burdened my heart to take the prayer request for Doug's protection to the college campus. Doug was discovered on the bridge that night safe but cold. He went to the hospital and explained how he was going to commit suicide but didn't know what happened. Last thing he remembers is seeing the water beneath his blue shoes. As far as I know, he was placed in psychiatric care and remains there to this day. I learned that God instructs you how to pray for certain outcomes (like protection) using any means He feels fit (like dreams). God Warns with Clarity When I was dating a guy named Don, things got serious at the end of the third year. He gave me an emerald ring and obligations for physical intimacy increased. I recall the opportunity beckoning when we were alone at my parents' house. God kept us from it. God put a roaring fire in the fireplace. It startled both of us enough to stop all intentions immediately. With conviction I restated my commitment to the one I would marry, whether it be Don or someone else. God warned me with a fire because He loves me and wanted to keep me faithful to Him. I was grateful! After my parents returned home, I asked if they had a fire earlier that night thinking somehow it resparked. They laughed and said "on a 100 degree night"? I learned not to avoid God's warnings. He knows what's best for me. God Protects and Confirms A college group retreat at Ponderosa came to an end. We started our travels home on Highway 17. It was a rainy day. We were in a van with bald tires. I sat next to my friend Mike and asked him if he saw what I saw. I had seen two angels sitting on the front of the van. They hovered there with crossed arms and legs as if they were guarding or protecting us from something. Our van did a complete swerve on Highway 17 and there's no reason we shouldn't have rolled over or at least hit the other cars driving so closely beside us. We were fine. Not even a scratch. Mike said he felt the angels, but he didn't think God would permit anyone to see them. I learned that God gives His angels charge regarding our concerns just like Psalms says He will. God Comforts in Hardship and Confirms My marriage has been compromised with major trust issues. I have separated from the marriage on three occasions. God told me to marry Bill so I couldn't understand the hardship we encountered. God made me aware of our issues on a case-by-case basis. God knew how much I could and couldn't handle and how much Bill would and wouldn't share. One day, four months into our marriage, I was putting laundry away in our room. A strange turn of events occurred as God revealed the beginning of varied misfortunes. A gentle breeze blew through the room, strong enough to blow Bill's work jacket right off its hanger inside the closet. No open windows, vents, or outside influences were coming through that area, so I was perplexed. While scratching my head, my attention was directed to what fell out of Bill's pocket. Overwhelming evidence of a lifestyle that didn't fit my expectation and the realization that I was married to someone I didn't know at all. The betrayal intensified the situation for me. Later that day, I discovered, by certified mail, we owed the IRS major back taxes and faced overwhelming credit problems. The lack of respect and careless concern for what was substantial to me disheartened me the most. To top the week off, our car insurance was canceled as well, because they don't insure anyone with possession on record. I was devastated. With few coping skills, I left. During one of the seven weeks I was gone, I went to Puerto Vallarta where God lined up finger-appointed council for me. I talked with a priest who came out of nowhere and asked me if I wanted to talk about it. I wondered if I had a neon sign over my head. So we talked on a sailboat during a two-hour tour. He advised me to go back home and work on it, as being apart from each other couldn't allow anything to be worked on. God confirmed this priest's specific council when I went to a Fiesta. God provided three older couples that took me under their wing for the night. They advised me to work on it as well. They were products of hard work themselves and obviously reaping the benefits to their years of getting it right. They danced together, they grew old together, and they were still holding hands with each other. I went home. Bill sought the help we needed, with our church pastor. I wouldn't say this cured anything; it just healed the initial wounds. Further council was necessary to cover a wide variety of problems. We would separate a second time, but I returned home again as God reminded me divorce breaks His heart. I remember when my parents and my sister went through divorce and I was challenged not to allow this pain to enter into our life together. God unleashed some other hardships we were to encounter, and I left the third time in desperation, this time with kids. God showed me I was not doing right by them, being away from their father. The kids and I went back. Bill and I worked on it. We treated ourselves to a long overdue date night at a restaurant. We met a "lady" wearing a St. Christopher necklace. It was her topic of conversation as we sat next to her. She called it the Saint of Unity. She claimed she was there waiting for her order. I wasn't aware the restaurant had "takeout". She loved our kids and boldly held Shea like she was related somehow. Normally this would have any mom in hysterics. I was blessed instead. She talked about the sacred gift from God that children are, and how awesome the responsibility is for the opportunity to raise them. She explained how important the role of parenting is, and staying together for the sake of the kids. She encouraged us to ask for God's help with our hardships and He would empower our relationship for staying committed. God confirmed within my spirit, He wanted me home. I look forward to some empowerment and the blessings of a good marriage. "Maria" left that restaurant empty handed that night. She waved to us at our table and I knew God sent us an "angel on assignment." She was waiting for her order and it wasn't for takeout food. I learned that God gives you what you need when you need it and makes His points very clear. There is no confusion when God gifts you His angels. God Guides, God Confirms, and God is Sovereign My thirty-year-old cousin, Deana, was getting married in Texas around Christmas time. She was diagnosed with a brain tumor one month before her big plans were to take place. The wedding was still scheduled, even after she underwent brain surgery and radiation treatments up to that very day. Her belief was that Jesus would heal her. I found comfort praying, within the confines of my own room, for her healing, as her faith seemed so solid. God entrusted me with a vision pertaining to her wedding day. God showed me detailed activities that He desired me to follow in obedience to Him and prepared me with specifics. The wedding day is already a busy day. Squeezing in another activity seemed impractical. He tested my faith to its fullest and stretched me completely. He wanted me to stand before her guests asking the followers of Jesus to take communion so we would stand pure in His sight, not taking lightly the laying on of hands while praying for Deana's "process healing." God knew He chose someone who fears public speaking, despises microphones, and has absolutely no reason to do such a thing, other than God asked me to. I didn't even plan to go to the wedding. I actually sent my response card to Deana indicating a no show. But God told me this was not a trip I would want to miss. I went with my parents, and sister included. God told us to wait for His timing. He told us to wait for the sound of a trumpet followed by a sweet song. He told us to wait for an illuminate glow around Deana before proceeding with a prayer using the black microphone that was located by the lineup of musical instruments surrounded by a four-foot wall around the dance floor. Not one of the instruments would be a trumpet. OK, so a tall order. I have to admit I was struggling and questioning and doubting and troubled and worried about my character and how many people would nominate me for the funny farm. God instructed me for thirty days to prepare my heart on forgiveness, authentic faith, and standing firm in Him. When I questioned, "Why me?" He said, "You are Justified by faith, and validated by the Holy Spirit. If that doesn't validate your life, I don't know what does." God made books jump off shelves for me to notice them. They were the exact materials I needed to prepare me for this event. God made promises only He could keep. He said relationships would be restored. One of them would be with my Grandfather who tampered with my innocence. Grandpa clearly never owned up to anything concerning other family members he deceived, so this seemed far removed from reality too. God was patient with me. He kept reminding me of what he wanted and confirmed it. He made sure I understood what He wanted and kept with me inspiring me to seek His guidance and instruction daily. He talked to me audibly. He said, "Go on my ordinance." My vocabulary is not the best so He said, "Thou Shalt." He indicated waiting for His timing was essential. This was absolutely clearly defined why would I ever question if it were going to happen? I was completely out of my comfort zone. Right where God can use you Best! Just to drive His instruction home, he provided an angel on the plane ride to Texas. Her name was Hanna. She handed me a book she was reading that was marked with her obvious study notes. One page highlighted a sentence "Surely the vision will come to pass." I handed it back to her and said, "That's exactly what I needed to see, thank you." She said softly, "I know, dear." This was another confirmation within my spirit. The day of the wedding was exactly like that vision. Smells, sounds, Four-foot wall surrounding the dance floor, lineup of instruments, even the black microphone. We heard God's timing--five clear jolts of the trumpet blasting followed by their wedding procession. Yes it was a sweet song. We all obviously were floored! God invited us to His display of miracles. He provided people to pray for me, angels to protect me, family members to uphold me, and His Holy Spirit to work through me. We experienced a mission from God and were blessed because of it. The relationship with my grandfather absolutely restored, forgiven, forgotten! Now I know why God wants us to forgive others. The burden keeps you from Him. At the right time the sun was overhead and shined through the only skylight in the reception hall. Deana and Eric danced their first dance and ended up right under that skylight. The sun illuminated Deana, it reflected off her white dress. I was so nervous I told God there was no way I could follow through with it as I was shaking from head to toe and somehow glued to the floor. God reminded me that I told Him He could employ my willing heart and He didn't want my prayers to be empty words. When I said I needed a lead in, he provided one. The DJ asked if there was anyone who wanted to say anything to Deana and Eric on the microphone. I went forward and prayed for a healing only because the Holy Spirit took over. We took communion and stood boldly before God, pure in His sight and pled for her process healing in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Deana went through a year of treatment including brain surgery, radiation, and chemotherapy--and that tumor shrunk with each round of chemo. After her final round of chemotherapy, Deana died. It was January 13, 2001. She had an overdose of chemo and congestive heart failure, (a side effect), seemed to me to steel God's glory from this miraculous event. This was a faith shaker. I wanted to run from God and He held me close. I wanted to shake my fist at Him and He kept me eagerly seeking His face. I do not understand the outcome, God! I am truly broken. I prayed for Deana's healing in front of two hundred people - was I lead astray? Her family members, left behind, are atheists. I understood that this process healing would grip the lives of these nonbelievers and change their hearts for God. You can imagine what they think of me. Within the disappointment of her loss I knew God wanted me to keep on keeping on. One Sunday, our pastor gave a sermon on disappointment--pointing out the importance of continuing to seek God's face through it. This was another confirmation within my spirit. God told me to stand firm. I did stand firm to the last minute. I still ponder the outcome. I know Deana is with Jesus and got her healing. I will miss her. I pray for the salvation of the family left behind. God is sovereign! His will be done every time. I learned too much to put into words. I find great comfort in Matthew 11:28-30: "When the burden is great, He will give you rest." God Inspires, Prompts, and Teaches My friend Mike is a Christian but has chosen many ungodly paths while heeding the rebellious streak within him. Satan has many strongholds on him, very strong. I believe God has important things for Mike's life, but Mike is unavailable at this time. God was pressing me to ensure Mike was mindful of the sins that kept Him from God. I am not the confrontational type. I felt I had no business treading waters like this and quickly avoided the prompting. God called me to involvement when He taught me about what a good friend is. A good friend doesn't let you fall away from God. A good friend offers a gentle nudging, obvious caring, constant praying, directed and pointed conversation on issues that are in question but never invasive or pushy. The Holy Spirit takes over where this kind of friend leaves off. God wanted me to be that friend to Mike. God gave me a clearly defined activity to take to Mike. God called it Symbolic Suggestion (like Jesus' parables). I was to compare the things within the game of golf to the things in life that may help Mike make better choices helping him to live better within his circumstances. I don't have the first clue about golf so I needed some serious guidance. I didn't know if Mike even had clubs or ever played this game. But God knew. Golf was the one thing that would meet Mike right where he was. If you think about the game of golf, you have boundaries, placement, set up, swing, follow through, target, aim and focus, destination, score cards, clubs, balls, variables of weather and location, common sense, experience, and partners to help make it fun or more challenging as you go through it. In the game of life, God graces us with boundaries to help us choose wisely and enables us to make decisions for His glory within the confines. He keeps us within range so we don't get too far from Him. I believe God wants us to be careful where we place ourselves, like the ball in golf. Also how we set ourselves up, for obvious failure or triumphant winning depending on how we use the tools (clubs) made available to us. Our follow through is key for our destination. God wants us to keep our focus on Him no matter what the hardships (variables and weather) life delivers. If we keep our own scorecard, we learn from our experiences, make more Godly choices along the way and live better lives. I believe God has already aligned the perfect foursome (perfectly chosen people) to assist in our game of life. It is up to us, how we want to play the game. God had me purchase forty of the most ugly, used golf balls I could find. These balls were to represent the unconfessed sin in Mike's life. God indicated specific words He wanted me to write on the balls representing the specific sin God was concerned with for Mike. Mike and I found a driving range where boundaries were obvious. The driving range allowed us plenty of time to discuss and focus on a plan without holding anyone else up. Mike selected the balls, one at a time. He would explain the situation, how he felt he needed to change it, come up with a target, tool of choice, and strategy to ensure a victory over it. The destination for every ball would be the big black hole but as with life, you can only do your best and keep shooting for perfection. Mike was open to doing this activity. Can you imagine the disaster and embarrassment I would face if he weren't? Most balls reside at that driving range today, but some balls Mike kept. He wasn't ready to "let go" of a few. I believe the golf balls he keeps will act as a tool of conviction other than a souvenir from a great day with an old friend. I have assumed the role and responsibility of an accountability partner. Even though I am removed from Mike's daily activities, I feel I can be a voice that will bring him back to that day and the Holy Spirit can inflict the convictions, as needed holding him accountable to the things God wants of him. God's conviction will keep Mike from any display of false front he would naturally have with me. God says If you shine light where darkness resides He can help you through your troubles. Mike's honesty and vulnerability in this exercise were substantial in my mind. God will use it and help him through it. God had me prepare some leave behind materials for Mike. God knew which balls Mike would be unable to take a swing at. These are some very bold statements if I do say so myself. The areas Mike treads must grieve God deeply. Alcohol holds Mike prisoner. I was inspired to provide three bottles of warm beer with straws attached to them. When Mike can commit to quitting this behavior it would assist in curbing his appetite for a cold one. He would have to drink these three warm beers with straws first before starting his cold beer run. For now this display represents Calvary and what Jesus did for us at the cross. Intended to serve as a reminder to Mike that his intake of alcoholic beverages is keeping Jesus on that cross. Every time he shakes hands with a bottle he's shaking hands with the enemy and gives Satan a stronger foothold. Again, inspired I left behind a rock garden my kids and I painted for Mike, with the fruits of the Spirit written on the rocks. God wanted Mike to plant this rock garden to nurture his soul, and figuratively let the roots take hold of his house and filter into the lives within the home. Mike was teary-eyed. God loves Mike and does not want him to fall short or away. God burdened my heart to look after Mike not as a project but as a friend. To ensure his well being and remind him God is patient but there is a point he lets you go. It is my commitment to our friendship and God that I will do everything in my power to equip Mike with the tools he needs to do better and live right with God. God has lined up more symbolic suggestion days and they will be planned and guided. I await God's timing and the readiness of Mike's heart. God Burdens Our Hearts and Nudges for Action God gripped me with a story about the people in Kenya who have no water. They are thirsty and are dying. They need water wells dug and there is only one person who can train and dig and operate the small drilling unit. The process is painfully slow. The labor is major. The one guy is tired. I heard a story of a mom leaving her child with the Manna project that deals with these needs, hoping to give the child life instead of ensuring his death. What a horrible decision to be faced with. The weekend retreat I was on when hearing this story had a familiar theme of construction. A wise woman builds her house upon the rock. The decor was caution tape and road signs, tools of construction. It reminded me of the job I held for thirteen years. Over the years this company had developed many contacts with the construction field. We dealt internationally with Kenya as well. One person I worked with, who might have some involvement to help in the area would be Shirley, my old roommate and boss. She was to retire earlier this year and I didn't have hope of any connection but I called her anyway. Shirley was asked to stay on to train her replacement and push off retirement a little longer because they needed her and they would make it worth her while. Lay out the red carpet so to speak. I don't know what will come of this but Shirley's desire when she retires is to make a difference and spend energy where it matters. This project might be right up her alley. I never know what God's outcome is but I always venture through the possibilities. It could be as insignificant as a local company for the Manna project leaders to deal with. Perhaps God has training on equipment, access to drilling units that could speed up the process and save lives. If God makes even thirteen minutes of that work environment count for His Kingdom, it would have been all worth the anguish I experienced there. God's hand is obvious in this project. For now, I rest knowing I followed through with what He asked of me. I await the outcome or further prompting. I learned to be thankful even for the hard things I go through, because God makes everything count. It is helpful to stop kicking and screaming through the process and rest in the bigger picture of His plan and control. It is my prayer to GROW through these times gracefully seeking how He'll use if for His kingdom and pray I don't miss the blessing. As an update to this situation, Shirley made every effort to bring attention to this worthy cause but has retired with little hope that help will come from this place of employment. The Manna project leaders have expressed a concern that the small drilling unit has been lifted and the digging remains on hold. I am looking very forward to seeing God's hand, work miracles where Kenya is concerned. I pray I don't miss what He wants from me. God Meets the Desires of My Heart I wanted my children to go to a Christian school. I put it out of my mind and heart when our finances were tight and it seemed like I was asking too much. God put a person in my path the night before I would sign up my oldest daughter for public school. Trudy told me that she had her kids in a Christian school. I had discussed financial circumstances with her before and felt we were on the same page, so I asked her, "How?" She said it was a walk of faith on a year-by-year basis. I was inspired to dig and not give up on the chance. Achiever Christian School had an open house I attended. God gave me people to show me around as I was very emotional about the entire process and probably wouldn't have followed through. I of course loved the school and teachers but tried to stay removed. The principal of Achiever just happens to be my friend, not a coincidence I'm certain. She told me there would be a lottery for placement the following Monday morning. Without her I would not have known about it. I needed to be there at 6:45 if I had any hopes of getting in. Another friend, Kim, offered to watch my kids at that ungodly hour and I was grateful. It was cold and stressful enough without kids. My lottery number was 28. A bunch of strangers stood silently awaiting the luck of the draw. My friend and principal of Achiever, Sinead said there was nothing she could do but pray. There were only four half-day spots for kindergarten available. Yikes how would I ever get in there? After saying, "Amen," they called my number 28. By that time I thought I made it to the waiting list of twenty people but was graced in receiving the last available spot for half-day kindergarten for my sweet girl, Kiley. God supplied the first year tuition with a tax return check. I learned not to underestimate the power of prayer, what God wants for us, to be anxious for nothing, and that God provides. God Provides For Every Need I cannot describe the many times I was ready to walk out the front door to purchase unbudgeted clothing for my quickly growing daughters. I would imagine a good five times I opened the door to a neighbor offering beautiful hand me down clothes that would suffice a little longer. I cannot describe the sleepless nights I had ailing over the checkbook that somehow was always short one day and provided for the next. I have received checks from friends, family, and even a check for $300.00 signed from God. Always for the exact amount of whatever it was we needed. Our family would be invited for dinner over friend's houses when food on the table would have been "delayed" or soup again. When I felt overwhelmed with life in general God provided a perk. I have not gone without. I have had friends treat me to dinners out, invitations to concerts, shows, weekend retreats; much needed breaks and babysitting on the house. I have had things to look forward to and many acts of kindness found their way to me. God gives you friends that fill the voids in areas of your life that aren't being filled. God provides freely so many things and I will be forever grateful to Him. I have learned that giving is better than receiving but receiving grace fully is a gift from God. God provision comes in all different packages. Jesus Is Coming I had a dream one night of the second coming of Christ. Trumpets bellowed! The clouds moved over abruptly. A golden spiral staircase came down from the sky. Jesus walked halfway down the stairs, put up his nail-pierced hands and said with volume, for all to hear, "Come, those of you who love me." I left the sandy beach, threw the volleyball and followed him up the stairs. Everyone was aware of the surroundings, but some chose not to follow. Needless to say--I spend a lot of time at the beach. I look forward to His return and am mindful of this event daily. I try to stay spiritually close to the place I feel He will invite me to come home. December 18, 2001 To make a long story short... I was living self-righteously for all my life. I researched most religions, trying to find God. The real God--somehow I just knew the others were not the real God! It took a season where God allowed me to be backed against a wall and strange supernatural circumstances surrounding me for God transform me. This is just a tidbit (a peep).... I grew up Catholic, but surrounded by generational curses of addictions, occult, etc. I have experienced many miracles. There have been fires, attacks, auto accidents, and direct violence. Yet, the biggest miracle was this last time when I had hit the bottom. I had an auto accident, lost a secure government job through fear. To counteract it all, I tried to start a business. It was not consistently successful. I took the advice of my son, moved with him out of state. While there a series of events happened and I ended up living with a young girl who was a student at an Ivy League school. I admired her tenacity, studying and single-parenting. I helped in non-monetary ways ... school, her daughter, etc. Anyway, right after she graduated from college (awarded top of the class in her field), she started to go for interviews. About a week later, she came in and while bathing, she invited me to a party she said she was giving for her birthday. The more she talked and I asked questions--those invited were deceased folks... . It shocked me. Meanwhile, her daughter brought me a box of alphabets in a box. She dumped them and asked me to help her. The letters spelled out: "The family is crazy." That night she talked about how she had helped some man and believed he was an angel. Now, this was all getting so strange that I was not comfortable going to sleep. The next morning, in the same room as the landlord who was there fixing a light in the hall, she was totally nude! I asked her about clothes and she told me, smiling, she was in her birthday suit. I had no contact information for her family or parents, but I did know my son was her friend. He had met her through his buddy and her old boyfriend, so I called him. They came, and she still refused to put on clothes. She was not talking with sense about strange things. Her family got mad at me because I hadn't called them first and didn't call the police. I was thinking that if I called the police and they put her away, her career in public relations would be over before it was started. So, now the alphabets made sense. That same day, I had gone out to a three-hour seminar with a business acquaintance who was also a pastor. When I came back, he offered to help me check on her because I had told him about what was going on. He summed her and the situation up, telling me it was all Spiritual and that God was trying to get my attention. Well, I tell you he did. After that, it seemed that everyone was against me, without me doing anything. I did not have a clue as to why this was all happening. That Pastor friend introduced me to Jesus and Christianity. I joined his church, which is another saga in itself, because it was controlled by the Jezebel spirit, etc., and more. First God delivered me from smoking spirits. Then, after I was baptized in water and He then baptized me in the Holy Spirit with evidence of Tongues, I changed churches and God began to teach me. It started with songs "ringing in my spirit," then He began to talk to me, The first time was during Praise and Worship. He asked me "What can I do for you, daughter?" After the shock, I realized it was Him, I told Him. In less than a year, He transformed me. He healed my High Blood Pressure, healed through me, used me to save others, and reunited me with the man He told me He tried to give me before (ten years prior). Gave me back the same house He had given me before. God, furnished it by leading us (telling us) where to go. God arranged the wedding with miracles, in itself! Then more battles, He pulled me out of church. He said He had things to teach me, that none else could. No one was to get His Glory. That was a battle because I am surrounded by Religious Spirits. God has used me to heal hearing, migraines, sardosis (lungs), cancer, high blood pressure, back problems and bring His people to Him wherever I go. Praise God, he is using me. I began by feeding others (food pantry), but them through attacks and the power of God. I began the internet ministry. That is when He had told me to teach His people. " Teach My people how to live in holiness and prosperity of spirit, soul, and body." I started a year ago, for the longest time (about eight months) I had twenty-six subscribers. Nothing I did helped. He then told me to separate the "wares" from www.acquirethelegacy.net. I did, and from that time on (three months ago), the list has gone from twenty-six to 839 this day. "Wellnessessentials," the newsletter, is increasing by fifty to a hundred per day by the Grace and Glory of Almighty God by the Power of Jesus Christ. Overall, I have learned that, as long as we trust and obey the Word and the instructions of Almighty God, He will provide for us and give the increase to anything He has entrusted us with. May this testimony bless each and every reader from now until Jesus comes.... Yes, He is coming back! In fact, He is on His way ! July 19, 2007 About twelve years ago I was moving to another town. It was just my disabled son and me. My family had gone away on vacation so I had no one to ask for carfare to get to my new apartment. I went to church that morning while my son was in school and prayed for a miracle of finances. Well, as I was leaving the church, I stumbled across a child's pocketbook hanging on a gate. I just walked by because it didn't mean anything to me, but God told me to go back and pick it up. So I did. When I opened it, it contained the right amount of money that I needed to get on the train. I was shocked! But I knew it was of God. Okay. So I went home to rest. I heard a knock on the door. My housing manager said they had been trying to call me but my phone was already disconnected. When I asked why, she said they had a $500.00 check waiting for me because they were relocating me. I almost lost it. I said, "What!" She said, "You can cash it right in the cashier office." I said, "Let's go!" From that day on I began to trust Him with my whole heart! I do have a prayer request though. Please pray that God will bless me with a husband. Thank you. God bless! October 15, 2007 A couple of awesome miracles, and a prayer request God has so richly blessed me since August, 2007, that I can scarcely tell it all. First, I was out in California looking for work while waiting for graduate school to begin. No work offers seemed forthcoming, when I was directed - while out there - to apply for positions back in my home state. I did this and, in less than a couple of weeks, I received two calls back-to-back for job interviews in my home state. Well, another miracle in this story is that at the time I had just over $100.00 - certainly not enough to get me back to North Carolina - so I remember saying to myself "how am I going to get home" and within seven minutes! That's right, minutes, my hotel room phone rang and it was a good friend of mine (who "happens" to be a long-distance trucker). When I answered the phone, he said, "guess what I'm doing?" to which I replied, "I don't know." His answer, "I'm packing, getting ready to head out to California!" "Oh," I said, "that's great, but I may not be here when you arrive, as I've got job interviews in North Carolina." He asked when I had to be back and, when I told him, he said, "why not ride back with me?" There was my trip home, in great timing, and free. We had a great trip across country, and it was my first trip across the country in a big rig ;). Needless to say, God took care of EVERY detail - even the fun parts. Prayer Request: To reiterate, God has so richly blessed me since my return to my home state with a new position (yes I got the job that I desired), a beautiful new apartment of my own, and a new car - all since August, 2007. Now, I'm calling on the miracles of God's storehouse of riches for a supernatural infusion of money (under grace and in perfect ways), so that my financial obligations may be met perfectly and with money to spare. Many thanks for your miracle prayers, and I can't wait to see the miracles that God's going to do next in my life! Many blessings and miracles to you. |
