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[ Testimony ] Short and Sweet

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Ph8th

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I died in 05 was without a pulse for 20 minutes. My brother drove 4 hours to make a derision about unplugging me from life support. When they got the call his wife got on the phone and called everyone she knew asking people to pray for me. My brother arrived he was told the brain damage was so I would never function in society again. There was a lady who knew me in the ICU unit where I was after my brother introduced himself he told her he was going to pray and she could pray with him or leave. I started to breathe on my own still assisted. They moved me back to my home state after I was stable. I knew who I was 2 months later being fed through a tube and peeing in a bag.
I was unable to sit up due to the brain injury(lack of oxygen) after being taught to sit I was able to be put in a wheel chair. I had to be taught to eat again because I would try to inhale my food due to lack of muscle control. They removed the bag and taught me to transition from bed to chair and back. The they began teaching me to walk again, from walker to cane to belt. People thought I had a stroke because I dragged the left side of my body. The cognitive rehab went on for years after leaving the nursing home. In Aug. of 07 the anniversary of my death:D I did the first triathlon I had ever done and one the next 2 years 08 and 09.
This is all a testimony of my God. He gave me a ministry of poetry, I am the gas pump poet I recite any and everywhere He prompts me. All the poetry is about Him, there have never been little pieces I have to go back to work on. I write everything at once.
He is my portion.
This is God!

No longer
Do I walk the path
Or road apart from You
No longer
Do I seek the world
as I used to do
No longer
Is there pleasure
In any thing but You
Apart from You
There is nothing
Nothing I can do
All the joy in my life
It is found in You
So I keep my eyes on
Jesus
All I want is You​
 
You have little dictation over when you die, but apparently if you credit God for saving your life, you also might wanna credit him for putting it on the line in the first place?
 
NBTrollin said:
You have little dictation over when you die, but apparently if you credit God for saving your life, you also might wanna credit him for putting it on the line in the first place?
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It was the greatest experience of my life
without it I would not know what is important
My beautiful Lord
Redeemer of my soul
All the times I am broken
You always leave me whole
The mystery in what you do
Things I do not understand
It’s because you are God
I am just a man​
 
But why did you get saved, while millions upon millions of others don't get that salvation?
NOTE: Not an attack, just posing questions
 
Brother to think I was saved after 05 is to think is a miss

Even when we are running
away
from
Ourselves
And
HIM,
He still loves us
So much
He chastens us
So we understand
This lesson comes
as comfort
Comfort from above
For the Father only
Chastens
Those
That
He loves​
 
I have asked the same question...... From the nursing home forward people have told me He has more for me to do. I do not know. I do know the testimony I have is His and the poems I recite are about Him ............. I do not know the answer I just know I am to speak when prompted
My sweet lord
My loving savior
I want to live this life for You
Present myself a willing vessel
That You may live Your life through​
 
Ph8th said:
I died in 05 was without a pulse for 20 minutes. My brother drove 4 hours to make a derision about unplugging me from life support. When they got the call his wife got on the phone and called everyone she knew asking people to pray for me. My brother arrived he was told the brain damage was so I would never function in society again. There was a lady who knew me in the ICU unit where I was after my brother introduced himself he told her he was going to pray and she could pray with him or leave. I started to breathe on my own still assisted. They moved me back to my home state after I was stable. I knew who I was 2 months later being fed through a tube and peeing in a bag.
I was unable to sit up due to the brain injury(lack of oxygen) after being taught to sit I was able to be put in a wheel chair. I had to be taught to eat again because I would try to inhale my food due to lack of muscle control. They removed the bag and taught me to transition from bed to chair and back. The they began teaching me to walk again, from walker to cane to belt. People thought I had a stroke because I dragged the left side of my body. The cognitive rehab went on for years after leaving the nursing home. In Aug. of 07 the anniversary of my death:biggrin I did the first triathlon I had ever done and one the next 2 years 08 and 09.
This is all a testimony of my God. He gave me a ministry of poetry, I am the gas pump poet I recite any and everywhere He prompts me. All the poetry is about Him, there have never been little pieces I have to go back to work on. I write everything at once.
He is my portion.
This is God!

No longer
Do I walk the path
Or road apart from You
No longer
Do I seek the world
as I used to do
No longer
Is there pleasure
In any thing but You
Apart from You
There is nothing
Nothing I can do
All the joy in my life
It is found in You
So I keep my eyes on
Jesus
All I want is You​
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wow such an awesome testimony! Thanks so much for sharing Ph8th - so much hope for believers right there! ♥
 
Thank you for sharing. I love your "gas pump" ministry, because that's exactly where I do most of mine. There and in the grocery store. God bless you.
 
Ph8th said:
I died in 05 was without a pulse for 20 minutes. My brother drove 4 hours to make a derision about unplugging me from life support. When they got the call his wife got on the phone and called everyone she knew asking people to pray for me. My brother arrived he was told the brain damage was so I would never function in society again. There was a lady who knew me in the ICU unit where I was after my brother introduced himself he told her he was going to pray and she could pray with him or leave. I started to breathe on my own still assisted. They moved me back to my home state after I was stable. I knew who I was 2 months later being fed through a tube and peeing in a bag.
I was unable to sit up due to the brain injury(lack of oxygen) after being taught to sit I was able to be put in a wheel chair. I had to be taught to eat again because I would try to inhale my food due to lack of muscle control. They removed the bag and taught me to transition from bed to chair and back. The they began teaching me to walk again, from walker to cane to belt. People thought I had a stroke because I dragged the left side of my body. The cognitive rehab went on for years after leaving the nursing home. In Aug. of 07 the anniversary of my death:biggrin I did the first triathlon I had ever done and one the next 2 years 08 and 09.
This is all a testimony of my God. He gave me a ministry of poetry, I am the gas pump poet I recite any and everywhere He prompts me. All the poetry is about Him, there have never been little pieces I have to go back to work on. I write everything at once.
He is my portion.
This is God!

No longer
Do I walk the path
Or road apart from You
No longer
Do I seek the world
as I used to do
No longer
Is there pleasure
In any thing but You
Apart from You
There is nothing
Nothing I can do
All the joy in my life
It is found in You
So I keep my eyes on
Jesus
All I want is You​
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True strength is weakness.
 
All I can say is Amen. We serve an awesome God! And your poetry needs to be shared to those in need, it is a light that beams into their darkness. May God bless you and guide you.
 
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