A Teenager Believes:
It is the proof (to me that is) that there is a God and that he will help anyone who ask his help.
My story begins last August. It was a Friday night and I decided that I would go to my local church dance. My church has a dance every Friday night from 9 to 12midnight for YSA (young single adults such like me). Well I've been to like three dances before that and I really didn't like what I saw. I called the dances "The Dances of Sodomite", although each time I went I thought it would perhaps be different, but of course they all end up being the same. So on this night I decided to leave my glasses at home. I thought if I couldn't see the illicit behavior it wouldn't affect me as much. I was wrong about that.
Now I had to get a ride to the dance, but the person who gave me the ride told me (at the dance that is) that he and some of his friends were going to the movies, and he asked if I wanted to go too. I said no because lately the movies that were playing then were garbage. So he arranged for some girl to drive me home. I was like "Okay." After the dance, the girl that was supposed to drive me home knew I wanted to go home, but didn't care too much. She was too busy talking to her friends. So I said to myself if she doesn't stop talking in 30 seconds I'm walking home. Knowing that I live like 10 or maybe more miles away. So thirty seconds passed and I got up and left. Now without my glasses I would be considered legally blind. So I walked passed some kids, who acted like they wanted to start something. So I proceeded pass them and walked like a block ahead, then I decided that maybe the girl is done talking now. So I decided to go back, but not the same way I came because I didn't want to fight with anyone (not that the kids wanted to fight, but I didn't feel comfortable walking passed them before). So I thought that maybe the area is like the area around my house. You know a square block. But I was wrong, so like for 2 hours I was lost in a blurry scenery. Then I started cursing at God yelling at him to help me find my way back to the church. I was cursing at him and calling him an idiot and all sorts horrible things.
After doing this for like another hour, me there crying like a little kid who wants to go home so badly, I put my head in my hands and said "Just lead me back to your church, give me a sign or something" Well it wasn't exactly that, but it was something close to that.
Then I heard a noise, a light post was making a noise. At first I thought it was the kids I have passed earlier. Then this feeling told me to follow the noise. So I followed the noise up until the first light post. Then the noise stopped and I was like "Of COURSE, THANKS GOD" then the noise came from another direction, It kept doing this in a zigzag motion up until I reached the church.
Unfortunately because I cursed at him so much and stuff I ended up spending the night on the church ground. Dodging crickets and ants. But I was cool with that.
Now some people might believe that it was all just a coincidence. Maybe if I only heard one light post, but how does anyone explain how, when following the post sounds leads to the church of which I was begging God to lead me.
Coming Back to Life
HELLO AND GOD BLESS YOU!
I WOULD LIKE TO SHARE A TRUE STORY WITH ANY ONE THAT WOULD LIKE TO READ AND TAKE HEED!
LET ME SET THE SCENE FOR YOU - IT WAS IN THE YEAR 2001. I AM A CHRISTIAN HAD KNOWN THE LORD AS MY SAVIOR SINCE 1992. I HAVE BEEN DIABETIC SINCE CHILDHOOD INSULIN DEPENDENT NOT CONTROLLED AT ALL. I HAD STOOD IN PRAYER LINES BELIEVING GOD WOULD DELIVER ME FROM THE SHOTS I HAD TO TAKE TWO TO THREE TIMES A DAY ."HE DID" BUT NOT PRAYING FOR A HEALING FROM THE DIABETIC I STILL HAD IT.
OK NOW FOR THE REAL REASON I, AM. IN 2001 IT WAS AT THE END OF MARCH I WAS PUT IN THE HOSPITAL. I HAD A BLISTER ON MY BIG TOE ON THE RIGHT FOOT IT BECAME INFECTED AND INFECTED THE ONE NEXT TO IT. THE DOCTORS SAID IT HAD TO COME OFF. OH YES I HAD FAITH THAT THE LORD WOULD AND COULD HEAL IT. BUT I ALSO FEEL THAT GOD GIVES DOCTORS WISDOM AND KNOWLEDGE TO HELP WITH THE HEALING. AND GIVES US WISDOM AND KNOWLEDGE TO KNOW WHEN TO GO TO THE DOCTOR. SOME OF WHAT I, AM ABOUT TO SAY IS WHAT MY CHRISTIAN BROTHERS AND SISTERS HAVE TOLD ME BUT YOU NEED TO KNOW TO HELP YOU SEE GODS MIRACLE. I WAS TAKEN INTO SURGERY ONE MORNING THEY REMOVED THE TWO TOES THAT WERE INFECTED I CAME OUT I DO NOT REMEMBER COMING OUT OF SURGERY AT THIS POINT THIS IS WHAT MY HUSBAND SAID HAPPENED. THEY SEWED MY TOES UP. THEY WERE GOING TO LET ME GO HOME A COUPLE DAYS later I WAS TALKING AND DOING FINE. THEN MY TEMP SPIKED IT WENT TO 106 GANGRENE BACKED UP THROUGH MY SYSTEM. THEY TOOK ME BACK TO SURGERY TO OPEN THE WOUND AND CLEAN IT UP. I HAD A HEART ATTACK ON THE TABLE WHEN I CAME OUT I WAS ON TOTAL LIFE SUPPORT. MY FAMILY WAS ALL CALLED IN MY DAUGHTER AND HER HUSBAND FROM INDIANA. MY MOTHER, SISTER AND HER FAMILY FROM FLORIDA. THE DOCTORS HAD TOLD MY FAMILY I WOULD NOT LIVE THROUGH THE NEXT HOUR AND WHEN I DID THEY SAID I WOULD NOT EVER BE ABLE TO TAKE CARE OF MYSELF. BUT I KNOW THE GREATEST PHYSICIAN. WHILE ALL THIS WAS GOING ON I WAS IN COMA FOR THREE WEEKS I LAID MY FAMILY IN TEARS (MY FAMILY NOT KNOWING THE LORD) TRYING TO GET MY HUSBAND TO UNPLUG ME HE SAYING "I CAN'T TAKE SOMETHING I DID NOT GIVE HER"NOT THINKING THAT EVEN WITHOUT THE SUPPORT IT WAS UP TO GOD.
ALL MY CHRISTIAN BROTHERS AND SISTERS CAME AND WERE THEIR PRAYING CONTINUOUSLY AND THERE WAS STRIFE BETWEEN THE CHRISTIAN FAMILY AND THE FAMILY.
WHILE ALL THIS WAS HAPPENING I WAS TAKING A TRIP! I HEARD OF TUNNELS BUT I WAS IN WHAT I WOULD CALL CORRIDORS LONG ONES I KEPT WALKING YES I TOO SAW THAT LIGHT I HAVE HEARD OTHER TALK ABOUT I WALKED FASTER THE CLOSER I GOT THE FASTER I WALKED. I GOT TO THE LIGHT IT WAS SO BRIGHT I BOWED MY HEAD I STEEPED THROUGH THE LIGHT AND YES LIKE IN THE SONG WHAT SIGHTS I BEHELD. AND I WISH I COULD SHARE THE FEELING WITH YOU I HAVE TOLD OTHER THAT IT IS BETTER THEN ALL THE GOOD FEELING DESCRIBED IN THE DICTIONARY. WHEN I LOOKED UP IT WAS STILL SO BRIGHT. TO THE RIGHT OF ME WAS A TREE IT WAS PERFECT I SAW NO FRUIT BUT KNEW IT WAS THE TREE OF LIFE. THE GRASS WAS SO GREEN NO BROWN IN IT JUST GREEN. THEN I SAW THIS RIVER IT WAS SO CLEAR IT WAS RUNNING GENTLY. I LOOKED ACROSS THE RIVER AND THE CITY WHAT A CITY THE MANSIONS WERE PLACED LIKE THE MOUNTAINS IN KENTUCKY OH SO BEAUTIFUL. I KNEW THEIR WERE STREETS OF GOLD BECAUSE IF YOU ARE GOING DOWN THE ROAD AT NIGHT AND YOU SEE LIGHT OVER A CITY IT WHITE THE LIGHT THAT GLOWED OVER THE CITY WAS GOLD. YES I SAW LOVED ONE MY GRANDPARENTS, A YOUNG FRIEND THAT HAD PASSED NOT LONG BEFORE WITH CANCER SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL HAPPY SMILING AND MY GRANDSON THAT HAS YET TO BE CONCEIVED HE WAS A LITTLE YELLOW GLOW WITH JUST A FACE MY GRANDMOTHER WAS HOLDING HIM AND SHOWED HIM TO ME. I DON'T KNOW WHY I KNOW HE IS A BOY BUT I DO.
I STOOD AT THE RIVER FOR A LONG WHILE TRYING TO FIGURAL OUT HOW TO GET ACROSS THAT RIVER WITHOUT MESSING IT UP I WOULD LOOK AT THE WATER THEN AT THE CITY LONGING TO GO ON HOME. THEN I HEARD THIS STERNA BUT SOFT VOICE HE SAID THESE WORDS I'LL NEVER FORGET "MY CHILDREN HAVE LOOKED FOR MY COMING FOR MANY YEARS BUT I WILL NOT COME I WILL SEND MY SOONER THEN WHAT THEY THINK" WHEN HE SAID HIS SON I KNOW IT WAS GOD SPEAKING TO ME I BOWED MY HEAD I FELT SO UNWORTHY AND STILL DO FOR HIM TO SPEAK TO ME THEN HE SAID "MY CHILDREN THAT KNOW ME AND DON'T SHARE ME WITH THE YOUNG WILL ANSWER FOR MANY SOULS". HE THEN SAID "GO TELL" I KNEW I WOULD NOT BE CROSSING THE RIVER. I SAID"I WANT TO STAY" HE SAID"GO TELL" I SAID "PLEASE" HE SAID "GO".
I WOKE UP I STARTED TO CRY I WANTED TO GO BACK EVEN IF I COULD NOT GO ALL THE WAY HOME JUST TO STAND AT THE RIVER AND FEEL THAT FEELING AGAIN. OH THEIR IS SO MANY OTHER THINGS THAT GO WITH THIS STORY BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING HAS BEEN SAID AND DONE I HAVE BEEN OBEDIENT TO ALL THAT WILL TAKE HEED.
MAY GOD RICHLY BLESS YOU KEEP YOU UNTIL WE ALL GO ALL THE WAY HOME.
"Angels" and Saviors Among Us:
It was New Year's Eve 2003 - and I had taken my car to the shop for a tune up and overall check. It had been starting rough, sometimes not at all, perhaps flooding. They checked everything out and pronounced the car fine and healthy.
For New Year's Eve, I had planned to take my 9 year old daughter to the zoo's "WildLights" display, as she loved it so much and that was its last night. We figured the car was ok, but we went early "just in case" we had to sit in the parking lot trying to start the car for awhile before getting home. We had a great time at the zoo, and went to the car. I should mention that my husband was in the mountains, skiing, and would not be home for another day or two.
Somehow, the car started right up easily. So we planned to go directly home. Unfortunately, the "check engine" light came on, and also I looked at the gauge which was red-lined at hot. I thought we were going to have a problem, as it was after 7 pm - no auto shops would be open. I had to stop, but I also had to find a safe place to stop with a phone. There was a Taco Bell another 2 blocks down, so I pulled in. I believe I caught the engine light pretty much right away, but we'd driven a total of about 8-9 blocks from the zoo.
As I pulled in, a worker pointed and said "your engine is smoking" - I had not realized that, but it did not surprise me. Her name was Ruth. She had me pop the hood and try to cool it off. She ushered us into the Taco Bell and got a phone book, plus handed me her cell phone. She also handed us two cups to get a soda since she knew we were tired and frustrated, and perhaps needing a drink. We got water - it sounded the best to us during this ordeal. I tried calling several auto repair and parts places - no answers.
Ruth had gotten water and began pouring it into the antifreeze reservoir, and it sucked out immediately. She kept pouring it in until it held level. She figured I could get down to the gas station a few blocks away, limping like that. She knew the attendant there and figured he could help us. She also had us load up several cups of water just in case.
I tried to start the car and of course it did not want to start, so we sat as we had become accustomed, and waited. Tried again after awhile, and it did not start. Ruth went into the Taco Bell and came to tell me she had asked a couple of guys if they could help. Turned out they were just hanging around for the past 2 hours, just chatting after they had eaten.
They came out and one asked to get into the car to try to start it, but wanted to pop the hood so the other guy could see. I wasn't quite certain of this, but then again my car wasn't exactly going much of anywhere, so I hopped into the back seat so I would be in the car with my daughter. He started the car up without much trouble, but it idled hard. They tried to look and figure the car out, but saw no indication of anything going on with it. The one guy asked where we were going and offered to follow us to a major intersection near our home, but not follow us to our home. He showed his ID to Ruth, so she can be sure to report it if something happened - he knew there are some bad people out there so he was just being cautious on his side.
As I tried to pull out of the parking lot, with Al on his motorcycle, I saw the car redline at hot again, so I honked to get Al back over. He looked under the hood, and said to follow him to the gas station. We went 2 blocks and there was one. We pulled in and popped the hood. Al went in to ask about antifreeze, and there was only one left.
Al opened the main cap to the radiator and looked it over - he felt certain that the thermostat was sticking, and the reservoir was not getting anything to the radiator. He poured in antifreeze after he poured in the water from Taco Bell. Probably got a mixture pretty close to 50-50. The guy from the gas station was very nice and helpful - he was impressed that Al was so helpful. He remarked that not all people are bad, and on a night like this we need to be careful.
All this time, my daughter kept telling me that God guided us to Taco Bell this night, because all the help we needed was right there. Ruth, Al and his friend waiting for 2 hours, and the gas station so close by. No way was that all a coincidence. You know, I believe this to be true. I told the gas station guy what she had told me and he said that was a very good thing to think. I think it warmed his heart.
Al mixed water in with the rest of the antifreeze, and said it was safe to go home, and he would follow us to the major intersection and when we get there, just give him a wave and he'd head to his home. He did not want us to be afraid that he would follow us home. He also told us to go to Pep Boys to get the thermostat taken care of. He felt that would very possibly help the car out with its problem starting up.
We got to the intersection, and waved to Al, shouted that the temp was holding, and "Thank you & Happy New Year!" He shouted "Good, and Happy New Year" to us, then took off.
My daughter and I felt really good about the evening. A few mishaps, but they led us to an experience that warmed our hearts. We learned something, and we know God was watching over us. We've been referring to Al as our "motorcycle angel" - an angel is a messenger. He told us how to deal with the car problems, and made sure we got home safely.
Here is another testimonial:
Another example of God's Personal Care happened to me when I was traveling on a California Freeway. Something or Someone said to me "get off this freeway" I don't think it was audible but I knew it was a command so I took the next off ramp and just stopped and parked. Soon after I heard sirens and horns which I found out later was because of a big accident that happened just a mile past the place I had gotten off the freeway. Cars were piled up everywhere and ambulances were taking people to the hospital. The police ushered traffic around the accident and we found out later that several people were killed there. To this day, I believe God Spoke to me and I am glad that I obeyed that voice. It probably saved my life. We should always be in tune to that voice of God because He really does care for us if we let Him.
Another case in point is about my cousin when he was a teen ager - he shot a bird and then felt so sorry that he started praying for the bird and asking God to forgive him. In a little while the bird stood up, flapped it's wings and flew away. That also reminds me of my son when he was little. His hamster died and then he went to our pastor and asked him to pray for it. Then when we got home the hamster was alive and well. "coincidence"? I don't think so because Jesus was concerned about the little children and He is just as concerned for all of us - OH, if people would only turn to the Lord - it would be a different world !
Do you realize that sometimes God gives us a gift? Look up to the skies and see the "shooting stars" - do you go out and watch them on the evenings that are known to hold an awesome display? It is awesome - there are meteors after meteors shooting around, with little time between them.
I saw a fireball 2-3 years ago, which came down through a low cloud cover, green & yellowish glow, bright as anything, in middle of night. It travelled a short bit and seemed to explode or burst then fell out of sight - the light on it went out. I heard a pop of some sort at the same time, so I think it was pretty close, and from the low cloud cover I cannot fathom it being very far away. I had been unable to sleep that night and went outside to look for shooting stars for fun, but got a wonderful surprise.
Prior to that, I saw 2 on one night, just looking up for shooting stars again. Perhaps it was nearly a year before when I saw those. I feel blessed to have witnessed more than one. Those two were certainly farther away, but I can't remember enough about them in detail.
The main thing I know and believe, and trust in - is that God allowed me a gift, a miracle, to witness. Few people experience a fireball, but I have been granted 3 sightings - a wonderful surprise!
This just happened to me - and I recognize it as a "push" - not a very "significant" episode, but definitely a message. My little one went ice skating with her friend, and then was dropped off- but asked if she can play longer at her friend's house. I said she could, so she was brought back an hour later. We later began to figure out dinner, and it suddenly "hit" me in an "urgent" way - to ask if my daughter had her jacket. I didn't pay any attention to it one way or another until that moment.
We could not find it, and she called her friend's house - they looked all over. We tried to think if she wore it when she came home either time, and if she took it off at the rink. We could only figure out it must be at the rink, with no other sign of it anywhere else. So, I tried to call the rink, but no answer - we figured the office was closed.
I knew we had to drive there (and be out of luck if the office was closed in case it was turned in to their lost & found box). But the need to go was strong. So we went, and parking was filled in the streets with no sign of any spaces in the lot. I didn't want to park and walk a long way, so I took a chance we might find a space - sure enough, there was ONE space free right in front of the entrance. I felt that was a good sign. We ran in, and my daughter headed toward the bench she changed her skates at - her jacket and gloves were there!
This is truly a a case of a "push" - I has no reason to think about her jacket - it was not cold out. I have this feeling that the jacket might have been stolen within an hour later if we didn't get there - and that's why I got the "push." It amazed me - seems like a little thing, but it made me realize that I must get pushes quite often that I don't think much about. This WAS a "push" I had no reason of my own to bring up.