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This'll be a cool thread to share your testimonys about God and things He has done for you. I'll start.

I remember back when I lived in Colorado Springs and had very recently moved back there after having the terrible auto accident where I messed up my back, I was alone in my basement doing my morning thing. Praying, watching inpirational videos with messages on youtube and drinking coffee. I was feeling sort of discouraged in spirit because, I wasn't in a position to be able to help the Lord in any way. SO soon after that accident, I couldn't be going door to door even. I was in fairly bad shape. SO I prayed to the Lord and said isn't there someway I can help you from my easy chair, Lord? (no kidding!)...in Jesus name, Amen. I went upstairs to make a pot of coffee. Whoa. Only enough for a half a pot and then it's all gone. And I was broke at that time, no money for more coffee. I made the last half a pot of coffee and went downstairs lamenting that I'm out of coffee, lol! (I like my coffee!) . Now, I did consider praying about it, asking for some work or something, I need some things, coffee! But then the Holy Spirit must have brought that scripture to my mind about how, the Lord knows what we need before we ask, and that...we are much better than sparrows, so...He will, don't worry about it. SO I didn't pray and ask for money or coffee.

I went back down stairs with more coffee and sat down. Instantly the phone rings. I answer. It's an old frien that I haven't seen in a couple or three years? He says, hey Ed how ya been? Been awhile, mind if I stop by and visit? Maybe ask you a couple questions about God? I said sure come on over. I knew that the Lord had just answered my prayer. Something I could do from my easy chair, witness some to one of His children! Is that cool or what? Within 10 minutes of praying, he called and, was on his way. But wait, it gets better!

ABout a half hour later he rolls up and knocks on the door. I had came upstairs and just poured the very last cup...of coffee. Now he's here and I wont even be able to make a guest in my home a simple cup of coffee, oh well. I answer the door and he steps in and says hi and hands me a bag of some Hawaiian coffee beans and says hey I brought this for you, better coffee than I usually buy, lol. And it's exactly the time that I needed to, put on a fresh pot because I just poured the last cup. And boom, there it is, and I didn't even ask for it, I just knew that somehow the Lord said He will take care of us, and He sure did! I had not told my friend on the phone that I was low or out of coffee, he just brought it. I thought that was so cool! He answered my prayer of how can I help, within 30 minutes, and threw in the coffee too knowing I did not pray for that, to confirm that, yeah, this is His fingerprints all over this! Lol! What a hilarious and wonderful Father we have!

No big event. No Angels, miracles or even an overwhelming presence of God. Things just quietly happened. God doesn't have to come with thunder and lightning every time and He still does a lot! He actually delivered coffee to my door (last minute never late) because I simply trustedHim on it and did not pray for it. That was a new one on me!
 
Here's my testimony about when God stopped my son from being arrested for a warrant when we was on our way to work (and I needed him that day). The cop did find the warrant too, my son didn't pay all his fines for something or other.

We're on our way to work, loaded up with a water heater to install, and my son missed his turn. So we're fixing to go around the block, and boom there's a cop right there and sees that our windshield has a crack in it so whips around and turns on his lights. My son says oh my God I'm going to jail I have a warrant for those fines. I immediately said, no you're not I need you today. He said no you don't understand I got a letter about the warrant last week, it's there...but it was too late I was already praying.

The cop approached and said I stopped you for the cracked windshield, but I see it's not bad so I'll just give you a warning about that and go get it fixed. As long as everything checks out, I'll have you on your way in a couple minutes...and he takes my sons license and paperwork and heads back to his car. My son starts to empty his pockets and I said what are you doing? He said, I'm going to jail. I said, no you're not I already prayed. He kinda rolls his eyes a little bit and continues to empty his pockets.

Here comes the cop again and my son says, try to bail me out pretty quick ok? I said bro, you are NOT going to jail. God is good. So the cop gets to the window and hands my son back his license and stuff and says, Deen I see that you've got an active warrant...and my son gives me a quick glance as if to say, told you so...but the cop continues and says, but I'm not going to arrest you today because I can see that you guys are on your way to work and I respect that so I'll cut you loose on your promise to take care care of your fines...

So as we begin driving away I say, told you...and my son says, wow there really is something to all this God stuff isn't there?

I've been talking to my son and planting seeds for quite while now and God did that just to show my son that he is real and this is all very real...My son is coming along just fine.
 
I've got a story alright, but it might seem a little unusual. Then again, the Lord works in mysterious ways so I guess that with God anything and everything is possible.



So anyway, it all began about a year or two ago. You already know about the situation with my fiancée Joe I believe, but if not here's a little recap for ya. My fiancée is in prison for a crime he didn't commit and I have been having a constant struggle with it. So anyway, I would really like to tell you that I have been a Christian all my life, but when I was a child I don't think that I really understood what being a Christian meant. I mean don't get me wrong, I knew that Jesus loved me and that He died for me, but church was just something fun to me that I did with my grandparents. However after they died it I found out that it wasn't so much fun for me anymore. They were demanding me to be there every Sunday and putting the fear of God into me instead of focusing on His love. So I started to backslide and eventually I turned my back on Him completely because if God really was as angry as they told me He was,.. I decided that I didn't really want to be serving a God like that. But when Joey got arrested that's when things changed. I started praying again, but I was more angry at God and wasn't too thrilled about what His response was going to be. I just simply demanded to know where He was for the past few years and I remember yelling and screaming up at the sky at Him because (I thought) He was the one who separated us in the first place. However, that's when my life was about to change. For that night as I was watching God's Love Letter (that I will be posting at the end of this message)



I heard a soft and soothing voice inside my mind telling me that He was there, telling me how much He loved me and that He would always be there for me and that I would never be alone. I swear that sometimes I could feel Him reaching and stretching His arms out to give me a hug, or feel His hand run up and down my back. I get goosebumps just now remembering it. About a few days or so later I was sitting outside on my front porch eating a sandwich thinking how completely insane for actually believing that God had spoken to me, and just when I began questioning myself, I heard God speak to me again. This time it was in scripture and I wrote it down and still have it taped to the back of my door. He gave me the verse; (which I quoted one time on Daily Verses)



Psalm 46:10 "Be still and know that I am God."




Now at this point and time I had hardly even picked up a Bible but I had a gut feeling that that was a Bible verse so I just had to look it up and I found out that it was correct. That's when He also told me that He had Joey and I engraved on the palms of His hands which I also found out that it indirectly came from this verse;




Isaiah 49:16 "Behold, I have graven thee on the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me."



So I knew that at this point I wasn't making this up. I couldn't be. There was no way. Either I was getting extremely lucky or God actually was communicating with me. But that isn't all, not by a longshot. A short time later the Lord came to me again and He told me that He wanted me to call Joey's mother and tell her that although she doesn't know it yet He has always been there with her. From the time that she was sexually abused as a child, to the two miscarriages that she suffered. Then He told me to let her know that He has both of her babies snug and safe inside His arms in Heaven and both her son and daughter are waiting for her there. He also said something about letting Joe know that He understands his pain more than anyone. For He had to go through the pain of watching His only Son suffer and die on the cross for our sins and it definitely was not easy for Him even though it had to be done. So God wanted Joey to know that He had heard his prayers and that He could definitely understand his frustration and anger and why he wanted to cuss Him out. And oh just for the record all of these things that God told me turned out to be true. I got clarification from Joe and his mother. The Lord told me that He had chosen me as the answer to their prayers because unlike a lot of people on this earth, I actually want to listen to Him. He has alerted me that this ability won't last forever but He has given me and my family along with Joey and his own new hope. This video still means so much to me, especially after the fact I recently got baptized. :cross


 
That is an amazing testimony Sister. I see God's fingerprints all over it. I can't help but see a lot of similarities between your life and the life that Jesus walked here on earth.
 
No, not really, but I'm not that familiar with the Bible yet.

You will find your testimony in Scripture: it is a gift of the Holy Spirit known as the word of knowledge. When God told you it won't last forever I would understand that as one day all the gifts of the Spirit will cease, because they will no longer be necessary.

I think all this stuff is in Corinthians. Have you read through the whole NT yet?
 
You will find your testimony in Scripture: it is a gift of the Holy Spirit known as the word of knowledge. When God told you it won't last forever I would understand that as one day all the gifts of the Spirit will cease, because they will no longer be necessary.

I think all this stuff is in Corinthians. Have you read through the whole NT yet?




No, I'm still on the OT, but that is very interesting indeed.
 
I thought sure I posted something here, a testimony. I don't see it. Anyway, God has intervened in my life so many times.
A ministry I helped start experienced the miracle of the fish and the loaves, in a manner of speaking. It was much more than a food pantry. We had a huge increase in inventory, with no shipment that came in. God just multiplied it.

That ministry started when my first Pastor decided he had too much food on his shelves for there to be anyone hungry in the neighborhood, which was extremely poor. The tiny little store front Church he pastored (and lived in the back supporting a family of 4) didn't even come close to meeting expenses. He delivered taco chips for $4/ hr.

We spent a week giving away food in the neighborhood on foot, (that was my part) and couldn't give it away fast enough to keep pace with donations. So my Pastor started one of our Holy Roller prayer circles, asking God for a vehicle for this ministry.

The next time I drove to pick people up who wanted to come to Church, there was a woman who wasn't on the list and was very conflicted about coming, even though she wanted to. You could see God working all over her, as soon as I asked her if she'd like to join the kids. (This is what a "prayer covering" can accomplish)

She identified herself as a backslidden Christian who had had the gift of miracles. I informed her the gifts and calling of God are without repentance. Her reaction revealed that she recognized the Scripture, and you could watch the Word quicken her mortal body. When she saw the car she would have to stuff herself in to go to Church (she did go out to the car, intending to go) she said she couldn't do that. She really did have a point.

I told her the Pastor wanted a van, (I didn't tell her he wanted it for giving away food, not for picking more people up for Church) and we should all pray for one before I left with a station wagon stuffed full of kids. (This was my last stop and by this time I arrived at Church a little late)

The next Church service, I picked her up in a van!! Donated.

The miracle I started this post with happened quite some time after we got that van. We wound up taking it right to the best place in Indianapolis to get shot, to give away food. Not once did we not have more than we needed, giving everyone as much as they wanted, no rationing.

God sure got a lot of work out of my first Pastor, before taking him home. RIP I miss you Brother Tom
 
I got saved at age 28, on bond for a felony, living in a small apartment my now "well-to-do" parents had bought for me. Age 20, I'd landed in an over-priced, for profit mental hospital (my parents had good insurance on me). There, I Tested + for HIV. Age 23, I had a "nervous breakdown"--really, I had late stage, untreated HIV, possibly cancer, plus I"d been severely traumatized from basically being experimented on (operations, shock) at the 1st hospital. Surprise, surprise; I ended up in another "well-regarded" psych ward, where they pulled out the big guns and did a lobotomy.

I'm now 33. Somehow, I have a higher IQ than the 120 IQ estimate I started "Treatment" with, as a voluntary outpatient in my late teens. The felony was reduced to a very serious ("Class A" in my state) misdemeanor. I was given a suspended sentence and probation. I was released from probation early, over 1 year ago.

I'm now...healthy. Never treated for HIV or any other physical maladies. I even have bright eyes, a better, more aesthetically pleasing face. 0 premature aging, no health problems. I've reconciled to my (loving, long-suffering, kind) parents. I even have crazy thick hair, where before I had irreversible hair loss (stress, questionable nutrition, peroxide, plus genetic stuff). Somehow, I'm also tall enough...5'10, maybe 5'11...where before I was short, sickly, homely, etc.

I don't know...what to do, where to go. I"m blessed beyond measure. I get disability for "severe mental illness." That also provides medical coverage, so all the psych clinic stuff is covered, fully, and the psych drugs come in with a low, low co-pay.

With a very serious misdemeanor, getting a j-o-b is even less likely, but then again...when I did work, after the 1st hospital, people made my life miserable. Now, I have the label of "Schizophrenia," so...I don't know...I"m thankful for disability and my parents, and...above all else...for Christ, and His work in my life.

God is good! I cannot tell you how sick I was....then sickly, burned out, from my own sins, stuff that had been done to me, and just...ugh. Bad combination, I'll say that much. Now...now, I even have good skin. I mean...because of the HIV and everything else, the skin was one of the 1st things to show major problems (Redness, flakes, rashes, dryness, premature aging, etc.). No longer! Now, I have healthy, normal, supple, wrinkle free skin...no redness, flakes, rashness, anything. The change is so extreme that people talk about me getting "chemical peels," "laser peels," etc.

Now that The Lord has moved so mightily in my life, its easier for me to truly believe upon Him and also to read, understand, believe, and apply Scripture. Miracles help build faith. :)
 
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