My dear Siestas, talk to me today about miracles. I know some people who could use one. Take some stones of remembrance this day and be used of God to build up somebody’s faith. Ground rules: No exaggerations. No make believe. Just pure honest Biblical truth about what you know your God can do from first hand experience.
You guys are so dear to me.
Lord Jesus, show up in a mighty visitation this week in our community. You are our Hope and our Salvation. In You we place our trust. The very sign of that first Christmas was a miracle: “The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel – which means, ‘God with us.'” O Come, O Come Immanuel. So many need to know You are here. Grant us eyes to see and hearts to love. You are our everything. Thank You for Your goodness to us.
Dear sweet sisters,
I know from experience that God can take a marriage that is wondering through the desert and lead it directly to the Promised Land! I know for a FACT that God can surround you, and the one that you have vowed to share your life with, and restore you to a place where love can grow and flourish.
I’m not telling you that you’re going to skip through the fields collecting daisies or that you’re going to run across the beach toward one another with arms outstretched for all time, like some silly romance novel (which should all be burned for the sheer ridiculous content, IMO!). What I’m telling you is that God, in His loving kindness, can show you how to serve those that you love with HIS love and HIS heart. I’m telling you that He can take your discontent, and turn it into contentment and peace that passes all understanding, because you are no longer looking for ways to be loved, you know that you already ARE loved.
Our God is mighty to save and He is the ultimate Carpenter. If you find yourself in a place where love seems lost, and hope seems like some distant memory that you can only find in an old wedding album, let me encourage you to humble yourself before Him and pour out your heart. Read His word to find what faithfulness, truth and love is yours to freely claim. Stand firm in GOD’S truth, and bind your ears to the voices of the world.
The world will tell you that you deserve better, and that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And precious sister of mine, that is SO easy to believe, isn’t it?! However, beauty is defined by God alone. And His Word tells us exactly how He defines it!
I have lived these truths, and stuggled for so many years to act upon them. I’ve written part of my marriage story in another post, so I won’t go back over it here, but to any out there who are stumbling through their marriage, wondering where God has gone…He is only a prayer away.
Then, it’s up to you to act upon His answers, knowing with absolute conviction that He is trustworthy and good! He’s always going to follow through and He never fails. I can say with absolute confidence that I have the best marriage of anyone I know. We are a miracle! How I long for every marriage to say the same thing and mean it!
Nevertheless, my husband and I still pour our marriage at the feet of Christ and avail ourselves of his constant mercy. We never take for granted where we have gone and where we are going. And the beauty is that we know He has never taken for granted a single prayer or burden! He is fully aware of every tear, every sacrifice, every moment that we are obedient. As Beth says…He is always better than He has to be!
Much love to each of you and Merry Christmas! (we’ve been in and out of the country, so I thought I’d go ahead and throw that in just in case I couldn’t get back on here before the holidays are over!!!) May God bless you this Season with a renewed purpose and passion for The One and Only…JESUS!!! 🙂
I receive hope from your testimony, and pray it for myself as well! Thanks, Kristi!
I absolutely affirm this testimony as it is mine also. Been married 30 years and we are just now experiencing the love that Christ meant for us to have. We’ve been in a lot of deep valleys, through tornadoes and in very stagnant deserts and wastelands. But God. Thanks Kristi for your words.
Your post is wonderful and very moving- thank you for sharing!!!
Thanks Kristi –
My man and I are going through a very difficult time right now – after many years of marriage, he has truly hurt my heart – but he is a good man that loves God and loves me so I’m trusting Father to get us through this healed and stronger. Thank you for your testimony.
Thank you so much for sharing Kristi. You have no idea how much your post ministered to me.
In His love,
michelle
Kristi-
I love you so much! You are always so honest and true and what a blessing that is! I feel like I am surrounded by crumbling families and marriages and how my heart breaks. How easily we all fall into the lies this world tells us! I always tell everyone that marriage is the truest test of selflessness….for BOTH sides!
In Him,
Andrea
I have one!!!
When I was 18 yrs old, I took worked as a Camp Counselor. One night we left our cabin and headed out on a camp-out in the woods. The plan was to sleep under the stars around a campfire. It was the HIGHLITE of the week and the girls (6yr olds) were soooo excited.
We packed up, headed off, my guitar in hand. Sadly, I’d overrated my fire-building abilities and the best I could come up with, after a loooong time of struggling, was a wimpy smolder-y bunch of embers. It was getting cold and after a couple of hours I said: “Girls, I am so sorry! But we’re going to have to pack up our sleeping bags and marshmallows and head back to the cabin. I can’t get the fire going and the night will be too cold.”
Then one of the little girls said a crazy thing to me:
“Chris – let’s just ask God to light it!”
Now I was fresh out of a year of Bible School. But my 1st reaction to this was :”Oh man! What do I say to THAT??? I can’t say ‘yes’ because what if God doesn’t do that kind of thing anymore and then these girlies will grow up thinking there’s no God and ……but I also can’t say ‘no, God doesn’t do that kind of thing anymore’, because what if He DOES and….”
So I looked her in the eyes and said : “OK – how about if you ask Him?”
She prayed the most simple thing: “God, we’re having fun here and we wanna roast marshmallows and Chris can’t light the fire and we’re cold and so could you please light it? Thank you so much! Amen.”
And we opened out eyes to a ROARING FIRE!!! Honest to goodness.
And here’s the thing Beth (sorry I’m being so long!!!). None of those little girls were surprised. They just simply carried on – grabbing more marshmallows! Whereas MY jaw was on the ground and I couldn’t speak. I just kept thinking: “He did it! He really did it!!!”
Oh the faith of a child.
A Father loves to give good things to His children doesn’t He?
So cool! Thanks for sharing!
I love that! Thanks for sharing.
Patti
i LOVE this so so much <3 oh to have faith like a child! thanks for sharing this Chris
Wow!
Chris, I am 12 years old, and go to Covenant Harbor Bible Camp every summer….. that is so cool!!!
To bad that doesn’t happen at camp on a regular basis!!
WOW! thank you for sharing our Lord is amazing 🙂
love that! thank you for sharing 🙂
Hey Beth- 6 years ago I wrote a letter to God and asked Him to please allow our little dog Pepper to be returned to us. She had been gone for 5 days, freezing cold weather- we were besides ourselves! My husband got in the car one Sunday after church went down each street in our subdivision-(big subdivison) miracle- as he was approaching a house, a lady came out to get something she had left behind in her car- he picked her to ask if she had seen a little red Dauchound several days ago- she said “Yes, my ex-husband picked her up when he was here last week” Needless to say he went over and got her, brought her home to me- I wailed before and after that miracle of God’s grace. He is so compassionate for sweet little pets that He has entrusted to us to care for on this earth. There are other miracles, of course, that I have had in my life but it would take up too much space on a blog to describe- this was the shortest one to pick from ::))
When I was little, about 3, I was having multiple ear infections and was told I was nearly deaf in my ear. They were planning to put tubes in my ear. My mom fervently prayed along with some other women at the church. When I went back to the doctor, my ears were healed. I’m listening to Christmas music now with near-perfect hearing and have never had any more hearing problems or ear infections! Praise God!
This has been a miracle-filled year in our family. In January, doctors found a huge tumor in my 58-year-old very healthy dad’s abdomen-they thought maybe he would have 6 weeks to live. They had no idea what type of cancer it was, just that it was bad. On a Sunday morning I was with him in the hospital when the doctors came by with the news that it was indeed a cancer very treatable with chemo! My mom had gone to church that morning and been praying with their church family that God would just grant some answers. About 60 seconds later I called her at church with the news from doctors. What a powerful answer to prayer.
And if the story ended there, what a great testimony to God’s faithfulness. But it doesn’t. The chemo shut my dad’s body down completely. 7 weeks in ICU with no kidney or liver function, pneumonia, and no real consciousness for 2 weeks. The family was called in 3 times. Doctors saw no real hope of survival and certainly no quality of life. But over time his body did wake up! Doctors were amazed! They scaned his body, but the tumor and the cancer were GONE! None of the doctors can explain it, but I can 🙂 My dad’s health has been restored after having a long rehabilitation teaching his muscles to work again. And God gets all the glory!!!
After 11 years of not being able to get pregnant, we decided it was time to adopt. So we did – 3 times. The month that we moved in our last adopted child, I started feeling sickly. Yep, I was pregnant and we were all surprised!! Adoption sometimes cures infertility, and I count that as a miracle!!
How exciting, Ellen! This is nearly identical to my brother and sister-in-law’s story. After years of infertility, they’ve adopted two sweet little souls (one a preemie at 24 weeks’ gestation) and now – voila! A miracle. Three kidlets age three and under. Yup, that means three diaper babies. Auntie prays health and strength over the babies and supernatural help for their mama and daddy!
That happened to my brother and sister-in-law, and now she’s pregnant a second time at age 40!! Praise God!
a recent miracle has come after a year of doing scripture cards for anxiety. I can not even begin to tell you how much better it is. I hardly ever feel anxious and when I do, I just go to my scripture cards and start going through them. I consider them my medicine so I still go through them even when I am feeling fine. Of course I have my daily quiet time as I have for decades, but this was a specific problem that only diligence in God’s word and discipline was going to cure. I have seen big results. I had to put forth the effort, but now that effort seems like nothing compared to the results. Thank you JESUS!
Do you use specific scripture all the time- or have you changed it up? If you don’t mind sharing- I would love to know. I am a very anxious person- and I am very interested to learn about what is working for you!
Jesse, for several months I used specific scripture and I still use those, but I have added more.
I have more things on the cards beside scripture like Beth’s Believing God list and few other statements about emotional health.
I started out just asking God to show me the scriptures that would help me and then I wrote them on the index card. I went over them every day aloud in my morning quiet time. I put a rubber band around them and carry them in my purse. Just knowing they are there is helpful. But sometimes I take them out and go through them like when my husband is putting gas in our car or something.
There’s alot more I could share, but if you just want to contact me by email please do at [email protected] and I will be glad to try to encourage you in this.
I love this, Valerie!! Just this morning, I opened an envelope containing Scripture cards that a dear friend sent me. Talk about life and truth on those little things! I can’t wait to try this.
It works, but if I can help you further, I just responded to someone above you in the blog and gave them my email and you can write to me there.
That is awesome. I struggle with anxiety…could you write down some of the verses that helped you on your cards?
I will do this. It may be tomorrow, thursday before I can, but I will.
I John 1:9
Mt. 6:25&34
Is. 41:3
Eph. 2:10
John 8:36
Phil 4:6&7
John 10:28&29
Rom. 5:3-5
IICor. 10:4&5
Rom. 8:38
Ps. 23:4
These are just a few. I also read a book by Elizabeth George entitled Loving God with all your mind and put some of her words on cards.
There’s so much I could share. but write me if you need to [email protected]
THANK YOU for the reminder about scripture cards….I need to make them and use them now for my anxiety. God is mighty to save and I appreciate your testimony!
Blessings to you!
Valerie,
If you have time would you please send me the scriptures you used. I am in terrible shape. Thank you for your time.
I certainly will. I am humbled that you asked. It will probably be tomorrow. I will do it.
I will, It may be tomorrow, Thursday. I am humbled.
rebecca, I just listed some in the above reply. But write to me if you need to. my email is in the above reply.
Thank you Valerie,
My hope is to start with one and absorb it. This time of year is stressful and for a perfectionist it is hard. Thank you for taking time out of your day to help….Rebecca
Well don’t hesitate to write me if you need further encouragement.
This has been the hardest, yet one of the most blessed seasons oh my life. 6 months ago, my 25 year old husband was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. The experience has been horrific, but God has shown himself faithful through it all! We have spoken/prayed with people we never would have met otherwise. Joshua has been a light and inspiration to many of his doctors and nurses. God blessed us with a beautiful SUV that we never could have afforded on our own (we owned a very old car, and it was difficult for us to travel from ME to MA for medical treatment). The cancer treatment has not made my husband sick, amd he is growing hair now 3 months after radiation (there was a chance it would never come back). The seizures have become infrequent and much, much milder. So much has happened… but truly, the greatest miracle is my belief in God. Instead of being angry, fearful, etc., God has given me the strength to believe Him. We hope that one of the MRI’s will suddenly show nothing – that the tumor will completely be gone. But despite what may come… I’m believing God.
Lindsay,
As I type this, I’m praying and believing God with you!
Patti
Don’t stop believing!! My husband was 24 when he was diagnosed with an aggressive rare brain tumor. This past August we celebrated 9 years cancer free! I am believeing with you!
Lindsay what beautiful strength you are showing! Praying for you…that God would continue to reveal himself to you and bless your socks off throughout the rest of this journey!
In Him,
Andrea
Praise GOD – HE is faithful! AND MIGHTY…I pray for HIS blessing all over this, and it sounds like HE IS.
praying for him right now!
lindsay, i pray that your husband, Joshua, would be healed and made whole in Jesus precious name, and I thank you in advance Jesus! I am believing with you for a clear MRI. I guess you probably know this, but one of the meanings of Joshua is “Jehovah saves”. So cool! Everytime you say his name let it be a reminder that Jesus does save. That he came to save and heal. Did you know that when the word saved is used in the New Testament it comes from the word sozo. sozo doesn’t just mean to save. it means to save, heal, protect and deliver!!!! so remember that when you say Joshua’s name and say it often! blessings my friend!
beth/melissa/anyone who knows. how is the best way to study greek/hebrew? is there a good online course i could take? i know the above only because i read it in a book.
Hey, Kimberly! You can do it on your own but it would be really hard to stick it out. A class is so much better. Are you anywhere near a Bible college where you could audit a class? Sometimes large churches also offer intros to Greek/Hebrew.
Thank you Beth for answering, I have wondered this!!!! Yay!
thanks beth, i am in Tuscaloosa, AL! i can’t think of a Bible College here off the top of my head. surely there is one in Birmingham. I will check it out! thanks!
Thank you so much, Siesta’s! We so appreciate your prayers! 🙂
Amy — what an amazing testimony! You encouraged me.
Kimberly — isn’t that incredible?! My mother also told me that, and I have been trying to call him Joshua (as opposed to Josh) ever since.
Keep Believing! HE is a God of miracles. Praying for both of you right now!
Oh Beth…just last week a dear friend and her family lost their home in a tragic fire…Praise God they all escaped at the very last minute and are alive today!! That was a miracle itself..but there are signs of God’s protection and miracles all over this. First, her son slept in a different bedroom which he never does.. his room was the first to burst into flames and he would not have survived! Then although the entire dresser was burned.. her jewelry box with precious items from her mother and grandmother was untouched. Also a bible right beside an iron lamp that was totally melted was in perfect condition! Her son had to jump from the second story and miraculously a table that would have probably hurt him bad had been moved and he was able to get in and save his mother. A hall closet where everything else had been burned up still had a pink hat and tee shirt in tact…Sandy is a breast cancer survivor! We are SO thankful for God’s divine intervention and His presence that night!! How can people hear things like this and not believe??
Love you Beth and so glad you were able to spend time with your girls at DS!
Martha in MS
so cool! Don’t you just love that Jesus is in the details!!! 🙂
AMAZING! GOD you are so amazing!
Separated from my husband of 20 years, just done, no love for him left, deperate to find some happiness before it was “too late”…..in rebellion to God, but He answered the prayers of many family members, and He gave me my love back for my husband in a heartbeat, not sought after, hit me totally by surprise and blindsided me-leaving NO DOUBT it was a miracle from the Lord. Not one day goes by I don’t thank Him for our marriage, and the blesings being together have given us.
My husband and I struggled with infertility for almost four years. I got pregnant once, about three years ago, and had an early miscarriage. Nothing happened since then. We did treatments, had surgery, took pills. Nothing worked. We got to the point where the Dr. said we needed to do IVF or we’d be back in his office for another surgery in year. Well, we were in the process of getting overseas to do missions and felt we had to continue pursuing that call and stop pursuing fertility stuff.
Fast forward 17 months…we spent three months in our city of service this summer. Two weeks before we left a sweet Korean believer on our team asked us about kids. We told him our story and he proceeded to tell us about a gift God has given him to pray for people with infertility issues and asked us if he could pray for us. Of course! What a sweet time of prayer unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. Long story short…that very month I was pregnant! The day after we were appointed with our missions agency and on the morning of my 30th birthday. Our little miracle is schedule to arrive around May 26th. We just heard his/her little heartbeat again yesterday.
I am amazed at this miracle and God’s kindness and goodness to us. I am teary-eyed just telling the story again. We don’t deserve His gifts but He gives them to us anyway. Praise be to the Lord!
Miracles! Can I just write a book?…just kidding. 🙂
When I was 7 months pregnant with my son (my first kiddo), I felt that the Lord told me that the child I was carrying would have a double portion of an anointing on him/her. I just pondered and rested… Then, Jonathan was born a month early. My water actually broke while I was sitting at the piano during worship – YIKES! We were at Texas Children’s three days after he was born. The doctor bluntly told us that Jonathan had a hole in his heart, he could die…did we have any questions.
One year later, open heart surgery was scheduled. The night before, there wasn’t a peace in this momma’s heart. I asked the Lord to stop the surgery if there was any harm in the way. The next morning, Jonathan woke up with 103 temp…surgery canceled. One month later, we surgery scheduled the top heart surgeon in the country who had just recently found a way to completely correct the issues with Jonathan’s heart. Surgery successful! No medication! No issues! He is 23 and serving the Lord God through music ministry.
I am shaking so much typing this… As a mom, I have often felt some of what I believe Mary must have felt when the scripture says that she would “ponder” the things that she saw Jesus, her son, doing. I honestly stand back amazed watching Jonathan being used of the Lord.
Side note…my daughter (kiddo #2) was born 6 weeks early….3.8 lbs. She actually crashed (died) three times on the way to the nursery. She is now 20…serving in her local church. An amazing, beautiful young woman.
My miracle came 5 years ago when God took this old body that had been ravaged by Crohn’s disease and used it to bring forth life. How great are you, Lord!
Dear Beth,
This story is easier to tell by just sharing it as it was published in our local newspaper. When you said “miracle,” knowing that it’s Christmas time, this is what immediately came to my mind.
It’s our story about how God sent an unexpected gift whose coming was announced right about this time of year to a fearful mother, a growing family, and an incredibly busy, stressed-out father. It took awhile and much struggle, but the Great Giver worked in our hearts, helping us to say, “Yes,” to the gift and to receive it with open arms.
And then He kept him safe, our tiny package, and has used him ever since to bless and enrich our lives – all of us.
Our faith has grown and we now give thanks for the unspeakable privilege of raising a fourth son for His honor and glory.
Sweet, sweet little Jesus boy. http://momof4braves.blogspot.com/2007/12/sweet-little-jesus-boy.html#links
Warmly,
Rhonda
I am in awe of the miracle I am experiencing right now. After a terrible bout with endometrios, experimental drugs and multiple surgeries including removal of my right ovary we knew our odds of conceiving were little to none….BUT GOD!!! I knew he was the only way. My church laid hands on me and prayed for Gods will. Almost 4 weeks ago I found out I am expecting a baby July 11. I am humbled and honored to be the mom God chose to carry this miracle baby. Yesterday we went for the first ultrasound and everything looks great on my sweet love baby. Heartrate was at 174. I stand in awe of the faithful god we serve! My life and this perfect miracle baby will be a testimony to that always!
Oh sistas, I have been praying for a long time for a supernatural healing of my deafness. I received a cochlear implant last year and while it has vastly increased my hearing abilities, I long for normal hearing. I long to hear whispers, to talk to my husband at night with the lights out, and not to have to struggle with phone conversations. I long for my speech impediment to be gone. I pray that if we are raptured during my life, that it will be at night so that I will hear His voice without artificial hearing (yes, I realize the rapture is not all about me..) But His Word is “Not now. Glorify me now with where you are”. So in heaven, when you greet me, please whisper a greeting in my ear!!!
I know about miracles. Two stories:
In high school -the days before cell phones- my sister and I were caught in a snowstorm on our way home from school and our car got stuck. There was no one around to help us and being into looking good vs being warm, did not have much warm clothing on us. After a brief period of us struggling to get the car unstuck, an elderly man pulled up behind us, carrying two cardboards. He placed them under our wheels and with my sister at the wheel, the man and i got behind the car to push. The car came unstuck and we were good to go. I turned to him to thank him and he was gone. We were perplexed. My sister asked “Where did he go? How could he have left without out us seeing?” We had been gone almost 3 hours for what is usually a 20 minute ride home from school. My mother had been on her knees almost the whole time praying over us. When we told her what happened, she just simply said, “The Lord sent an angel to help you”.
In my first marriage, six months into the marriage I realized something was terribly wrong but did not know what. I started praying specifically that the Lord would reveal to me what was the problem. Three months later after a particularly rough period, I was awaken by the Lord one morning and felt Him say to me “Get dressed and drive to the ____ parking garage at ______’s work, and I will reveal to you what is going on” I felt foolish but was so desperate that I immediately got up and went. I found and searched his car, where I discovered He had left his wallet that particular day. In that wallet contained damning evidence that literally threw the door open wide in exposing what was going on and could not be explained away without telling the truth! Although the revelation was the beginning one of the hardest trials I’ve endured, I knew at that moment that the Lord would carry me through. He did. BLESSED BE THE NAME OF THE LORD FOREVER.
This miracle didn’t happen to me, but to one of my daughter’s dear friends. This beautiful young woman had been diagnosed with an inoperable AVM (brain anuerysm). Three years ago they had been told it was much to risky to remove and that the consequences would be devastating. She had been doing quite well, and they even adopted a beautiful newborn baby girl. Three weeks later the aneurysm started to bleed. There quickly became no other option than to do the surgery they had been told was impossible. To make a long story short, God worked through a godly surgeon to heal her through the surgery. She doing quite well and Jess and Jon are giving all the praise and glory to God. If you are interested you can read their story here: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Please-Pray-for-Jess/166309176725091
Jess’s surgeon refers to her as the “miracle girl”. God showed Himself great and strong and good to so many people through Jess’s story and will continue to be glorified through her life!
So my link didnn’t work so well…the FB page is titled Please Pray for Jess.
Last March I was diagnosed with colon cancer. I had missionaries come and pray over me and they ministered
James 5:14-15 to me. I kept praying and claiming that I was cancer-free in the name of Jesus because James 5:14-15 is the truth. I went to Mayo Clinic about a week later and after blood tests, lung x ray, abdominal CT, pelvic CT, ultrasound, and colonoscopy they said they could not find one cancer cell in me. Praise Jesus! He healed me. I thank Him continuously for sending His Word and healing me. I am cancer-free because of Jesus stripes. I claim Isaiah 53:5 and Matthew 8:17 daily. I have told this story on here before but when Beth asked for miracle stories I couldn’t resist telling it one more time. I think that is what He wants me to do, to tell my story so others can know what He did.
Last January, we had an unexpected accumulation of snow. The roads were icy and impassable. I was stranded at a gas station about five miles from my house. My daddy hiked the five miles to get to me. Since I was wearing slip-on shoes, he had to bring me some boots to hike home in. The only ones he could bring were my momma’s snow boots. She wears a size 6 and I wear a size 8. I was fully prepared to grit my teeth and make the hike home in these size 6 pair of boots, thankful that Daddy had come to get me. When I slipped my foot into the boots, my toes did not even touch the front of the boot. I had room to wiggle them around. In the middle of a snow storm, stranded miles from home, God had sent me a pair of miracle shoes!
When I was a junior in high school my brother was in a wreck. It was horrible. He was hit in an intersection by an explorer going about…well, somewhere close to seventy miles & hour…that’s right – through an intersection. It tore his little red chevy pickup to pieces and knocked him out cold. Somehow, his truck made it BETWEEN two concrete light poles without touching them. Immediately after the wreck, people stopped (Sometimes people don’t..and that’s pretty pitiful). One happened to be the chaplain of the fire department, my dad’s workplace since I was 5. Not only did he call 911, but he checked vitals on my brother, being a fireman/EMT/first responder himself.
When the fire department got there, they all knew my brother..after all, they were like extended family to us.
The Chief was new so one of the older guys called my dad. By this time my brother was conscious, but had some serious injuries. They decided to send him to an out-of-town hospital due to the nature of the wreck – it looked THAT bad. Some of the guys were EMTs and rode on the ambulance with my brother. They asked all the usual questions – who are you, who’s the president, where are you, etc. My brother answered them all but got frustrated and finally said, “CALL MY DAD.” And recited his phone number to them over and over and over.
Did I mention this was a Sunday? My brother was coming home to take a shower before church.
I was home. My mom, I am pretty sure, fell on the floor when she heard it. They immediately booked it to the hospital. I think we spent four days up there.
My brother broke 1 rib, bruised his spleen, and tore his aorta, leaving an aneurysm. They did surgery, put a stint in his aorta, and he was home less than a week after his wreck.
True story – my brother should’ve died in that wreck. Because of how fast the other person was going & where he was hit, he should’ve died.
God had other plans.
My daughter had cancer when she was 3. She and God beat it when she was 4. That alone is one of our miracles from God. But when she was 4 1/2, she had a routine scan to make sure the cancer was still gone. The scan showed us numerous tumors on her little hips and spine. We were devastated and the doctors were very, very worried. I went down to the chapel of the hospital that day and told God this:
“Father, I will walk through this again. To your glory, we’ll do this if you are asking us to. But I’m asking you to take this from Peyton. If your will is to take her Home to you, please Jesus, make a way for us to survive it. Apart from you, we won’t…”
We scheduled a more comprehensive test–a bone scan–to see the extent of the spread of the tumors. We waited 4 days to be tested. At the end of the test, we went to the clinic and met with the Oncologist. He said, “I know you to be a family of faith. I have no other explanation other than your God has heard and intervened. Peyton has NO tumors. I checked, rechecked, and had other doctors check and recheck. She’s just fine. Go on home now, and we’ll see you in 6 months for another routine scan”.
Today, Peyton is 10, she’s a fifth grader and has remainded a cancer free kid. Our God is still in the business of miracles…
this one is hard. when I think of miracles, I think of physical things….money showing up when you needed it most, diseases gone, lost things found…..
I don’t think I know of any of those, truly. First hand, or even second or third hand. 🙁 (and it makes me sad when I feel skeptical when I hear others tell of it. I hate that about myself.)
I want to believe in miracles. I do believe God can. I just don’t see him doing it. 🙁 Except in far away places to far away people.
the “other” kind of miracle that I see, daily, is that he still loves me, has not given up on this stumbling momma, still offers daily hope with broken children and urges me not to give up. that is the only type of miracle I see. sorry. 🙁
don’t be sorry Sandee! the fact that HE loves US and doesnt give up is the greatest miracle!
I am a miracle – the fact that I am sane, that I follow Jesus and that I am a decent mom after the crazy christians that either raised me, taught me or pastored me – enough said about them. Jesus meets me in my pain and brokenness and I LOVE Him. And I am amazed that He has held on to me so many times when I wanted to throw out all of Christianity because of the damage done to me. Psychologically speaking, I should not be a lover of Jesus today.
And my most recent one – my daughter who has spent the last year plus some lying consistently to me and in her own bondage – I was sharing with a prayer warrior friend of mine my struggle with her and my friend prayed for 30 seconds and that night my daughter emailed me a FULL confession of what she had been involved in and she is now learning how to walk in freedom and it was stopped before she could really get hurt! Both she and I see God’s fingerprints all over this one and I am so thankful . . .
Probably 10 or more years ago when I could still call my four children, children – they are adults now – We were in our family van about to back out of the, down-the-hill driveway. When suddenly in my spirit I hear “STOP”. I thought, “what was that?” and “is my imagination just working over time?” I spoke to myself, “try again and go” let my foot off the break slightly only to feel a presence again urge me to stop. I did. I sat there for several seconds fully surrendered to the spirit telling me to not move. OH MY! Then this little guy pops up with a frantic look on his face. I put the car in park, and engage the emergency brake. I hopped out to check on him and he had fallen off his bike right behind our van, and now he was almost under the back bumper. I never saw him, but I knew with out a doubt that God had protected that boy. My children and I had a praise and thanksgiving to the Lord. It was one of many experiences that God has allowed and used in our family’s life to bring our children to the truth of God and His word. That He is present, active and sovereign over all areas of our lives. All four are actively serving Him and using their “tools” to abide in Him!
One Saturday this past September, my 6yr old daughter and I were helping with a function at our church. I was busy in the kitchen preparing the meal and I vaguely remember my daughter telling me she had to use the bathroom. I remember saying, Ok, just don’t play in there and come right back.
A few minutes later I heard a blood curdling scream….now, my heart stopped. I knew this was my Naomi. So, I ran to find out what happened. My little girl had gotten her fingers crushed in the door. One finger was completely smashed like a pancake. I knew the bones just had to be in several pieces.
Well, about 30 min later after keeping her hand under cold water and ice and trying to get my wits about me, I figured I would take her to the emergency room. We were home at this point and I had just given her a dose of Tylenol when she looked at me and said, Mommy, why don’t we ask God to heal it? I said, yes, you are right. We prayed the simple prayer for the Lord to take the pain away and for the Lord to restore her finger to normal. I will tell you within a minute (maybe) my girl was FINE. She could move them, bend them – the worst of the two (pancake that it was) was no longer flat! It was back to normal. We both got so excited, we called and told family and could not wait to go to church the next day to share with our friends and teachers.
Oh how he loves US! Even our little smashed fingers.
Peace and Blessings to you all!
That God would use me and all of my ugly past to help other women heal from a past abortion or abortions. I suffered for 18 years over what I had done. In fact, I hated who I was and what I had done. I drowned my abortion in drugs, alcohol and promiscuous behavior for years. I FINALLY received healing through a post-abortion bible study and now God is using me to lead other post abortive women to Him and His healing! Praise Jesus! I know my daughter is in heaven with Jesus and I will one day see her again. And every day I live I will fight for LIFE and help other women lay down this heavy load at the foot of the cross.
Praise God Jennifer. Thank you for your testimony.
We struggled for 4 years to have a second baby. I remember going through Believing God and telling Him “I know God can do what He says He can do. My question is, will He give me a baby? Does He want to do that for me.” I finished the study and was heartbroken that God didn’t bless me with a pregnancy. I asked my small group to pray for God direction. If we weren’t to have another baby, I needed Him to take away the desire. If we were to persue medical options, I needed that to be clear. After several weeks in prayer, I scheduled to see a fertility specialist. I was unsure in this step, but thought a consultation was okay. A week before my appointment, I took a test, and it was POSITIVE! God had given me the miracle baby I had waited for. I didn’t have to endure anymore doctor’s appointments or months of crying and questioning. He was right on time!!
OK, believe it or not, here’s my real live miracle story. The summer after 5th grade, I was eleven years old and my baby sister and I had been out all day riding our bikes. My sister had a basket on her bike and she had been carrying a pencil-do you remember those pencils with different colored leads that you could pull one out of the bottom and stick it in the top and push another color down?-anyway, she had been carrying that pencil in her basket all day. It was one of her prized possessions. When the street lights came on we had to go home and as we were heading home, my 7 year old sister realized her pencil had fallen out of the basket and she started to cry. When we got to the house my mother told me to go out and look for the pencil. I was astonished. I said, “Mother, we have been riding bikes all over the neighborhood all day long. There’s no way I’m going to find it.” She told me to just try (mainly to appease my wailing sister, I’m sure.) So, doubtfully, I headed out to look for the pencil. I looked all over this one patch of grass where I had specifically remembered seeing her holding the pencil hours earlier (keep in mind that it’s dark) and I remembered something. I remembered a song I listened to on one of my Psalty the Singing Songbook tapes where a little boy had lost his baseball and he prayed and God helped him find it. So, I bowed my eleven year old head standing there in the grass and asked him to help me find my sister’s pencil. It’s amazing in retrospect how simple that prayer must have been. I didn’t agonize and beg God and cry, tear my clothes and cover myself with ashes. I simply asked him to help me. When I opened my eyes I looked down and there laying across the toe of my shoe was the pencil! I knew that moment that God was real. I knew there was no other explanation for that pencil that I had been searching for to be laying across my shoe. Tears well up in my eyes now as I type 23 years later at the thought that God cared enough about a stinky eleven year old girl to make Himself real to her in a way that she would never forget.
Sarah that’s about the sweetest story I’ve read thus far. God is so good and Praise Him he does care for each and every one of us “stinky girls” no matter what age!! I love your story.
Sarah, if you haven’t done Believing God series yet be sure to do so one day so you can add this to your faith journal for future generations. Great story that you remember in such detail.
After 17 years of marriage God’s timing was perfect…we adopted our beautiful Avery. Everyday I look at her I know she is truly GOD’s miracle.
Gina
I read your blog but have never posted. I knew I had to post today because yesterday, a dear friend of mine’s car was hit by a semi truck going 70 miles per hour. She walked away from the accident! Her car was totaled beyond recognition. . . God does miracles and when she called me she said, I must be right with the lord and his angels sure were with me in the car.
A couple of years ago I was a college student on a summer-long mission trip in Peru. At on point, a couple of other students and I were staying in fairly remote village with no medical care closely available. While cooking, I accidentally poured boiling water onto one of my hands and I was not burned! It didn’t hurt at all, and there was no evidence of a burn on my hand. While reeling from the shock, I finished pouring the water from the cooking pot into an empty bowl and reached to pick up the bowl. It was too hot to touch! God prevented my getting hurt and allowed our ministry in that village to continue without interruption. It was such a gift to see Him work a miracle like that, the kind I had only read about in Scripture.
What timing for such a post as this! We’ve been praying for a miracle for a little over two months, and in about three hours, we’ll know if we’ve experienced it or not. Our son was diagnosed with a brain tumor at the end of September, but the doctor suggested we wait awhile, do a repeat MRI to see if it’s grown or not, and then we can determine our next course of action from there. The day has finally come for that follow-up MRI appointment, and as soon as I click the submit button here, we’re actually leaving for it. If anyone would like to say a few prayers for our family today, they would be greatly appreciated. The whole story is posted on our blog. Thanks so much!
I know God is still in the business of healing the sick. Twenty five years ago my two old son was diagnosed with spinal meningitis. He developed a high fever very quickly. We were sent to LeBonheur Hospital in Memphis. Because the on-set was at two weeks, the doctors were not sure what was up. The desease control center in Atlanta advised him to be treated for a week with some high powered antibiotics. We waited for a week to see the results. The short of it is, God healed Nathan. God’s timing is prefect also. It was early morning when we noticed Nathan was whimpering. If baby Nathan had slept all night with the high fever he could have died or been severely affected. Today he a stronge and healthy young man who loves the Lord.
Just last month a dear friend was diagonosed with a brain anuerysm. We immediately started the prayer chains. My friend was sent to a specialist with medical CD in hand. When further tests were conducted the doctor made the comment, “I see it on the CD you brought with you but it is not here now.” Lord thank you for your healing touch.
OOOH I am not sure my miracle is worthy of the same pages as all these beautiful moments with God, but I will stick with it.
My miracle is very sweet and was really only for me, but I know God’s hand was in it.
I had just started making my devotional time first and foremost, usually if something came up that needed my attention I would ‘talk to God later”.
It was Saturday morning – our church’s Beth study time. Would I run to God or run and get ready to meet with all the lovely ladies? It was 8 am the group meet at 9 and I lived 20 minutes away.
Off to my private time, Lord help me be faithful to You and then help me get to the study – was my prayer.
8:30 I am done praying…exactly to the minute as my eyes were closed I didn’t realise what time it was. A Quick prayer went up, Lord help me get things done. Then off to the shower, got out and saw clock 8:42- yikes- pick clothes, get dressed, talk to hubby in bed, blow dry hair, check watch and it was 8:42! Kiss hubby – and off to study and arrived exacly at 9 am.
To be sure I told everyone that morning God was still interested in miracles, performing one for me, and knowing my heart was to be faithful to Him – He of course was more faithful to me! Can’t out do God’s Goodness!!!!
I was about 9 years old when my mother had a horrible car wreck. I was sitting in the front seat of her tiny car with 4 rambuctious boys in the backseat. My brother had a sleepover the night before and we were taking them home. Her car was a small compact car and we hit some gravels in a curve that made her lose control. The car veered left then right and as she tried to correct it, the car flipped. I was not wearing a seatbelt- different time and very rural area- and the car landed on the passenger side.
But by the grace of God’s hand, I was not in the passenger seat when we landed. Nor was I ejected from the car. When the car started flipping, I remember seeing cassette tapes flying up in the air and screaming. I closed my eyes. When it all stopped and I opened them up, I was nestled safely between those 4 boys in the backseat!
We all crawled out of the driver’s side window and walked away unscathed. Only a few minor scratches from glass as we crawled out of the car were found.
All I know is that I should have been seriously injured from where I was in the car, and I was placed in the backseat out of harm’s way.
God is so good.
We learned very early in my oldest son’s life that he had asthma and a severe food allergy to cow’s milk. When he was 20 months old, I gave him some supposedly dairy-free cheese (we had been trying other dairy-free products with success).
He gobbled it up. Then started coughing. Then wheezing. Then grabbing his throat. Then screaming and crying as much as he could between gasping for breath.
I gave him his allergy medicine. Didn’t work.
I gave him a breathing treatment, on the chance that this was food reaction and asthma attack at the same time. Didn’t work.
I called 911, packed up everything I could while holding him, trying to console him, sobbing myself, and watching his eyes roll into the back of his head.
Waiting for the ambulance on our porch, I screamed for Jesus to please come and help my baby. The ambulance pulled up as Trey passed out. An angel from heaven named Chad administered oxygen to Trey on the way to the hospital, while I prayed and threw up.
When we arrived at the hospital, Trey opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled at me. Jesus did come, and my baby was fine. Praise be to God.
I don’t have one other than the obvious…living, breathing, walking, talking, etc. The one that I have to tell you about is a dear friend that I have in church. I thought this one would be fitting on this day for you.
My dear friend had a routine doctor visit this year. She had been tired and having a few female issues. After several test and ultrasounds they found out that she had a 17 inch ovarian tumor. Test showed that it was cancerous. To any woman this would seem like a death sentence…OVARIAN CANCER!! After they removed it and ran test they told her and her family that it was a very agressive type.
Miracle #1- With a tumor that size…it had not spread to her lymphnodes. Since it was aggresive they decided to give her chemo anyway.
Miracle #2- She did awesome through her chemo.
Miracle #3- Last week she completed her chemo. She also had a CAT scan to see how things are.
Miracle #4- Yesterday the doctor told her that there is NO EVIDENCE OF DISEASE!!! Can I get a witness!!!
Praise God, She has been such a witness through this whole thing.
Now that’s a walking example that our God still performs miracles.
P.S. I though this would be fitting on your one year anniversary.
My two precious adopted daughters!! Every time I know that miracles happen!
When I was 13 I developed St. Vitus Dance, also known as Sydenham’s Chorea. I was told rheumatic fever is also a common effect and it is considered a rare disease. I was completely paralyzed for three months. I also was not able to talk. I spent one week in the hospital and then sent home with a list of exercises to do. My mom had to go back to work and I threw a fit because I wanted my mom to stay home and take care of me. Lucky for me my grandmother was still alive and able to stay with me.
I remember one time my mom got me on the floor to do my exercises and I did not want to do my exercises I wanted to go back on th couch. My mom told me if I wanted on the couch then I would have to get on the couch by myself. I struggled to get on that couch. I never did get on that couch but what great exercise I had while trying.
One day while going to physical therapy I was able to open the car door by myself. You can imagine the excitment for that was a major feat.
After three months my parents made a special trip to church to put my illness in God’s hands. They both were never able to go as I wasn’t able to go and they had to stay home with me. So they got a someone to stay with me and went. One week to the day after that I was up running, riding my horse, talking and doing everything I was doing before I got sick. That quick I was healed. Even the doctor had no explanation except to give God the glory.
I was told I would have to be on medicine the rest of my life, but I’m not. I was told the illness could come back with the common cold. It hasn’t. Why should it as God has healed me.
Our sweet daughter Violet had severe gross motor delays. At one year old, she could not even roll over or sit normally. Doctors ran tests and found her body lacked a key enzyme allowing her muscles to have normal strength.
She was enrolled in Early Intervention and began therapy and exercises. At the same time we prayed along with family and friends to see God move in her life. Her neurologist found one other little boy, in Germany, with a similar enzyme deficiency. It seemed she had a very rare and complicated problem. The decision was made to repeat all tests and have an MRI / MRS of her brain performed. About this time she began to make progress in therapy. The second round of tests as well as the MRI came back completely normal – praise God! She continued to progress with therapy and was discharged from the neurologist, other specialists we had seen, and early intervention.
She is now an extremely active two year-old who is “normal” in every way. We give God all the glory for working in her little body. I can’t wait til she is old enough to fully understand the way God graciously intervened on her behalf!
When I was 4 years old I was very sick- long story short I overdosed on my medication and had a grand mal seizure in my mom’s arms. This was long before the days of calling 911, and my dad had to do CPR on me 2 times to bring me back to life. About a week or so later I went home from the hospital to celebrate my 5th birthday. The doctor’s told my mom they had done all they could- it was up to my heart if it would be able to make it. I am so blessed that God allowed me to live. I am now a 35 year old mother of 2 girls and married to a mighty man of God (who is in the ministry). May we not forget that miracles don’t have to be big ones like this,though. The best miracles are small by worldly standards. The day both my daughter’s excepted Christ as Saviour is a miraculous day. The day I met my husband is a miraculous day. The 6 months that I was able to care for my grandmother before she passed is a miraculous time. God gives us miracles everyday, we just have to be in tune with HIM and “treasure” each of these moments!
Luke 1:36 -37 “And behold, even your relative Elizabeth has also conceived a son in her old age; and she who was called barren is now in her sixth month. For nothing will be impossible with God.”
This verse is especially meaningful this Christmas because after 11 years of marriage I am pregnant! We haven’t been trying that whole time, but I have had several health issues that had us truly accepting that we might not have our own. And I am 37 (which might not technically be ‘old age’ but it feels like it!) I’ve never been one that longed to be pregnant so I have truly been okay with the likelihood we would not be able to have our own. We wanted God’s hand on our journey to parenthood and with my husband finishing his PhD we just couldn’t ever afford adoption. So we saw a few dr’s to make sure we were both working but refused to do anything besides what married people do to get pregnant. :)That and we couldn’t afford it anyway. We have just prayed for God to provide… and He has. I am actually only in my 5th month, but my MIDDLE name is Elizabeth. A great name I might add. I find out Friday if we are having a boy or a girl! Nothing is impossible with God.
After all these years we are amazed. And the funny thing? My husband has a research job until mid-May. The baby is due May 13th. Nothing is impossible with God. So we are expecting another miracle… I’ll have to append this when it arrives. How long does this blog keep archives?
Boy or girl Nancy????
Beth and Siestas,
My miracle and my greatest heartache I have ever experienced happened this morning at 6 am. My Mama went home to be with the Lord after experiencing life long struggle with type 1 diabetes and many complications from it. I can almost hear the angels singing and her singing right along with them.She has no more pain and she is completely whole for the first time EVER. Please do keep us in your prayers.
Oh Kelly, we are so sorry for your loss. You sure have our prayers. His peace to you and yours.
Kelly,
You are in my prayers.
In His love,
michelle
Rachel, my daughter, is a living breathing miracle – a walking testimony of His grace!
When I became pregnant w/ her in May of 05′ – I had already lost another baby in March. And actually, we had lost 3 babies prior to the one in March. So, when I found out I was pregnant again, honestly, I didn’t have much hope. But my husband and I knew that the Lord is the Creator of Life. I ended up having to take a shot in my belly for the duration of my pregnancy to keep my blood thin.
Since I was considered “high risk” – my son & I would go into my weekly check-up. It was on a Monday & things were going “normal” until he started to look at her heart.
I was almost at the end of my 2nd trimester – we knew we were having a girl & had already named her Rachel.
The next thing I knew, he’s telling me I needed to go to a Pediatric Cardiologist. My husband was at work and couldn’t be with me – so I went and picked up my mom. As we were driving to the Cardiologist – we prayed.
They brought me in and started looking at her heart. I was “OK” until he asked me what her name was. Then, it happened – I just completely lost it. Started crying those ugly kind of cries & the poor guy felt so bad and didn’t know what to do. My mom, got up the nerve to tell him about the journey we’ve been on since having my son.
To make a long story short – she had a serious heart defect, one that needed to have immediate surgury upon her arrival. They couldn’t tell me if she would be able to cry or how long she would be able to survive or if she would.
The only thing we knew we could do is pray. And we did, along with many family members & friends.
Well, from birth, my daughter is fearless – ready to take on anything! Even coming a month early (fluid levels dropped)! Moments before I went into surgury – my friend prayed with me and said something that brought His peace that truly surpasses any understanding. She said, “Ginger, this day hasn’t taken God by surprise – He’s the Author & Creator of Rachel’s life – He knew she was coming today’.
And when she did arrive – it was with the loudest cry I had ever heard! When I heard her cry, my heart melted & knew she was going to be alright. God had healed her heart….she didn’t need surgury!!!! Praise His Name!
Today she is a 4yr old vibrant, beautiful prayer warrior, who is so FULL of JOY & giggles!!!
She still has a hole in her heart but we’re still believing God for miracles!!!!
The birth of a child is nothing short of a miracle, but even more so for those that have experienced infertility and miscarriage. My miracles came in the form of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed little boy and a spunky (nice way of saying STRONG WILLED), brown-eyed little girl. My husband and I experienced four miscarriages and waited three years for the arrival of a child, so my heart hurts with those of you in similar situations. We had just moved into a new house, and I could hardly wait to make one of the rooms a nursery. I can’t count the number of times that I stretched out on that empty bedroom floor to cry at all hours of the night – maybe from a friend’s announcement of a healthy pregnancy, hearing someone innocently talk about the stress of motherhood, or just seeing a stranger at Walmart buying diapers. My husband had no idea what to do with a wife that cried ALL the time! Bitterness took root, but I finally handed the situation over to my heavenly Father about 2:00 a.m. one morning in May 2005. I remember desperately saying, “God, I want what you want, and if you don’t want me to be a mother, then that’s okay. Your plan is more important.” Oh what peace came with that surrender!! I have often wondered if God was waiting on that exact moment, because we were incredibly blessed the next month to hear the sound of the healthy heartbeat of our first child. This time, my husband cried more than I did =) GOD IS SO GOOD!!
Proverbs 13:12 “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.”
This past Sunday our family marked the first anniversary of my Daddy’s passing from this life into the presence of Jesus. We (my siblings who live in the area and I)surprised his wife of thirty-three years (who we affectionatly call “Mama Lucy”) by all showing up for the service at the church where she and Dad belonged. We had arranged ahead of time to have flowers placed on the altar in Dad’s memory. My Daddy finished strong because the pastor of this country church came alongside him and was a friend that sticks closer than a brother. That’s the first miracle, but you asked about a miracle in my life, so here it is. Just this morning as I was reflecting on all that happened Sunday, I was thanking the Lord for the evidence of His transforming power in my life. My pastor says confession is good for the soul but bad for the reputation so I need to confess something here. Most times in the past when I visited my dad’s church, I had a “better than thou” attitude. Do you know that from the time I entered that humble, but beautifully adorned for Christmas, chapel, I passed the sweetest hour of corporate worship perhaps ever. Where there had been judgment in the past, there was only love for the dear, sweet people of that congregation who accepted my dad and his wife and loved them unconditionally. Years ago my dad had been deeply wounded by the church and I thought he would die a bitter old man, but instead when he closed his eyes in death on December 5, 2009, he was a gentle soul ready and looking forward to meeting his Maker. Well, I’ve touched on three miracles but there are many more from Sunday alone so I’ll hush now and save the rest for a book that maybe I’ll write. I hope all of you have a blessed day and can I tell you that if I get any more excited about starting SSMC 2, I think I might bust?
Much love to all of you,
Patti Hayes
Six years ago The Lord provided a literal miracle at our front door.
I had just given birth two weeks before and due to my husband losing his job we had no insurance and my milk was not coming in.
We literally had zero in our bank account and the Lord would not let us tell anyone about it but only to trust Him. As I sat holding my newborn and giving him his last bottle of formula I knew that I was approved for medicaid and that day had an appointment to get on WIC to receive free formula. As I prayed the Holy Spirit revealed to me that He would provide for me either way but that I would be blessed if I stepped out in faith and not go on the appointment. It is one thing to talk the ‘faith talk’ but when you are looking in the eyes of your newborn and realize that this is the last bottle you will feed him it is a real ‘rubber meets the road moment’. I called my husband to let him know that I was not going to go on the appt. and that I was going to trust God to meet our needs for formula. At that very moment my husband told me to go to the front door and see if the mail had come and as I opened the front door I didn’t see any mail but when I looked down on the step there was a brown paper bag addressed to our family. As I picked up this large bag that weighed alot I noticed it did not have a return address. I opened the bag and inside were 3 LARGE cans of formula!
The Lord had already prepared the way….He was waiting for me to step out in faith….and the answer was already on the doorstep.
To Jesus Christ belongs all the praise and GLORY!
Beloved reader, trust HIM… He will come THROUGH for YOU!
I am a SAHM to 3 small boys. Husband has just started working again after being unemployed since January. During a sermon a few Sundays ago, I felt The Lord moving in my heart to commit to going on a Mission trip. The Lord peaked my interest in a Montana mission trip my church was going on so I asked for more details and specifically how much the trip would cost. I was told around $900. So, that morning I wrote in my prayer journal “Montana Mission trip” and prayed The Lord would not only provide the money, but also make it very evident He wanted me to go. That afternoon, I got a package in the mail and in the package was a check for $900! Guess I’m going to Montana!
It’s been a while, but I can never forget! In 2003 I had a gallstone lodge in my pancreas which digested my pancreas through the center. I have a very high tolerance for pain so I ignored it until it was bad enough to drive me to the doc. Doc misread my blood reports and said it was just gallbladder disease and he’d schedule me for surgery in a month or so. A week later I ended up in the ER with severe pancreatitis they told me I ignored the pain too long and they could not even do surgery to correct the damage to my pancreas, then gave me three hours to live, asked me to sign a DNR (do not resuscitate), and put me on morphine to make my passing comfortable. 3 hours turned into 3 days, and 3 days into 3 weeks…then I was out of danger. Three months later I had another scan done and the doctor showed me a chart of what my pancreas looked like before and after. The two halves pulled back together and were functioning normally.
All I really know is I shouldn’t be here according to medical reasoning; but, for some reason He chose to give me a miracle.
Kate-
From someone who knows your story…
Your life is a miracle!
God has done many wonderful things for us as a family in the way of answered prayers over the years. But in some ways, the greatest miracles are the times He hasn’t answered yes but comforted and taught us things about Himself that were of even more value. There are situations that if someone had told me years ago I’d be facing them – I would have thought “If that ever happens I won’t be able to stand it” – but some have happened and God is giving grace and bringing blessing in ways I never thought possible.
I’m so thankful He’s not a Santa Claus but an all wise loving God.
And oh yes – another miracle – I’m a first time Grandma of a baby girl today! No name yet but she weighed 7 lbs, 11 oz. Praise and thank you Father!
Signed,
Becky alias “Grammy”