Prayer testimonials are true stories of the transformative power of prayer. Share your testimonies of moments when prayer has made a difference in the world around you, or times when answered prayers have changed your life.
Praise God I had oil delivered this week because the evenings are going to be relatively cold for a few days; and I bought a space heater last winter for the living room!
Praise God for a great Alanon meeting yesterday and funds from my former husband.
Thank God for the prayer. Doing much better in my body. Praise Jesus
EMILY IS ALIVE, LORD WE ARE GRATEFUL
Please join our family to thank God for one of my Father's Granddaughter whom we've been looking for in the last (3) years. She is one of my late elder Sister daughters we adopted when their mother passed on 26-Feb-2014.
Grateful to hear her speaks to me today and pray for journey mercies as she comes back home to join her siblings.
Praise God I heard from my son and former husband yesterday.
God gave me nothing I needed. I didn't get the financial miracle I prayed for, but in the still sweet silence, I heard Him. He told me to be patient. He told me to stop worrying and things started happening. I was so stressed yesterday and then I just said, "I give up" and decided to let things happen. Wow was I surprised? Everything started working in my favour...So, He gave me nothing but tonight I feel like a millionaire. Thank you Jesus for putting everything into perspective. Thank you for making me wait. Thank you for making me give it up and give it to You. Thank You for all of the prayers. I am truly grateful.
Praise God I worked yesterday and we got to go outside for part of one of the classes; also I heard from my daughter!
Praise God for a day of accomplishments yesterday!
Praise God for a lovely church meeting yesterday and business meeting; praise also for a call from my son.
Cancer is killing my body but Saving my Soul:
God woke me up at a ridiculous hour this morning (3:41am) and wouldn't let me sleep until I sent this to you. I first want you to understand that I have been away from church for well over a decade now. My faith was truly shaken by events that happened between a former pastor and myself. However, that is not my reason for getting in touch with you. You see, I feel I have been tested by God on several occasions over the past 2 years and I believe it was to let me know that God is real in my life and that I should have stopped pretending that he isn't a long time ago. Not wanting to make this letter incredibly long, I'm just going to give you the highlighted version.
You see, back in 2018, if you can remember, on April 15th a somewhat large tornado came through our area. Myself and my family were home when it went through our backyard. As my wife went with our son to take shelter in the bath tub, I went to secure the garage door. When I was heading to the bathroom to join my family, I looked out the window in my living room and saw the strength and power of God's hand do immense damage to our neighborhood and our home. But through his grace we survived. It did not dawn on me then that is was God trying to get my attention. I chalked it up to bad luck and just part of living in NC. It wasn't until July 30, 2018 (just 3 and a half months later) that God really got my attention. I was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. I had never been so scared in my life. I was sure I was going to die. I asked myself "Why is God doing this to me? What have I done to incur His wrath in this way?" First our home was almost destroyed and now even before I can get our home put back together, I'm in a battle for my life against cancer. My doctor said untreated I will only have another 4-6 months left to live. The cancer was growing in my face, in particularly in my nose. They also discovered that I had MS while testing me for surgery! So, my surgery was scheduled and I waited. All the time asking " God, why me ? " I was scared more than I had ever been scared before in my life. My mother, a devout Baptist Christian, placed me on every prayer list within her power. I even had the nurses and some of the administrative staff at the hospital adding me to their prayer lists as well. I think I prayed more that week than I had ever done before in my life. After 13 hours on the operating table and two and a half months of radiation later, I was still alive. Albeit, missing a nose and looking like a monster from a horror film. That was the first of many surgeries to come. Since then I've had 7 more surgeries and getting ready for number 8 on the 25th of this month. The cancer unfortunately keeps reoccurring.
I've said all of this to get to the main point of why I'm writing to you. At first, I thought I was being punished by God. But now, even though I've come to realize that my time left on earth is exponentially more and more limited as my cancer keeps metastasizing, I've also come to realize that what is happening to me is a blessing in disguise. Let me explain what I mean. You see, I was a workaholic before all of this. I was the general manager of a successful business and responsible for making sure that my employees were taken care of at work both financially and emotionally to the best of my ability. While at the same time, answering to those above me who seemed to care only about the bottom line. Needless to say, my stress levels weren't very low. I realize now that I was a real jerk(to put it politely) and I had put my work ahead of my family and almost everything else that should have been more important to me. God showed me I was wrong! By giving me cancer, He made me look at the things that should be the most important parts of my life. The things in life, and especially the very people I love the most that I had been neglecting. He has used this disease to open my eyes and let me see how wonderous the family is that He allowed me to be a part of. By looking Death in the face, I have been reborn. I no longer take for granted the blessings that God gives me every day. The things I used to either overlook or simply ignore. I've come to realize that God is keeping me alive to show his Grace and to let me share that Grace with my children, my wife, and anyone else that he sends to me. I am a miracle by the Grace of God and it took Him almost killing me to get me to see just how great He is. I was raised in the church and grew up a devote Christian, but somewhere as a young adult, I lost my way and my faith. I stopped believing and I believe my life suffered as a result. I've had some very difficult times with more obstacles to overcome than most. But now I see why. Without enduring all of the bad things I've suffered I'd still be far away from Him even after what's happening to me now. My mother, who studies the Bible every day, always told me that God has a plan for all of us and that everything that happens to us is part of that plan. At almost 50 years old, I finally get it! The tornado, the constant bouts with cancer, multiple sclerosis, the radiation treatments, along with the disfigurement of my face, isn't something to be mad about. It's there to show that through Him, all things are truly possible. He has given me the greatest gift of my life. Time. Time through all of this hardship to realize I wasn't the husband, father, or friend that I needed to be. That I should have paid attention to those things, instead of my selfish drive to be successful at my job. I am now hopefully a better husband, father, and friend than I would have ever been before my illness. I know that I am a better Christian and that my relationship with God has never been stronger. I'm sending you this because God won't let me keep this testimony to myself any longer and that if I share it with you it may possibly be used to help someone else who is struggling with thier faith to understand that even though we don't always understand God's plan for us, we just need to trust that there is one for each and every one of us and that God knows his plan for us better we will ever realize.
Thank you for allowing me to share this with you this morning. Hopefully, as long as my next surgery goes well, we will see each other again sometime. I appreciate you taking the time to read this and hope that you may be able to use my story to hopefully help or inspire at least just one other person so that thier faith may be restored like He restored mine.