3-17-2010:  A little over a year ago, the Lord asked me a question.  "If you were to lose everything, would you still love me?"  I answered yes.

Not long afterwards, my car was repossessed, I was evicted from my apartment, my camera, laptop, mp3 player and valuable pictures of my mother were stolen.  It was difficult to go through, but I still loved the Lord, was not angry, and gave him praise.  This was a test of my faith.

What God promised me was that He would restore to me everything I'd lost, including the financial losses I experienced in late 2008 when the economy declined and the stock market crashed.

I lost my laptop, but my uncle sent me another for my birthday a couple of months later.  I'm typing this email on that same laptop.

I lost my apartment, but a few months later the Lord provided me with another apartment not even two minutes away from where I used to live.  It is in a quiet, safe community in the Northern Atlanta suburbs, exactly where I wanted to be.

I lost some dear pictures of my mother (who passed away in late November 2007, just after Thanksgiving): I later found a picture that was a duplicate of one that I'd lost, along with other sweet picturess of my mother that I cherish today.

I lost my car, but the Lord used my father to provide me with another one that I drive today.

I lost my job, but after many months the Lord provided me with employment.  It might not be the greatest or pay very much money, but it is SOMETHING!

I may not have received the complete harvest yet and I may have had some financial struggles since, but I know it will come.  God has shown his faithfulness a hundred fold.  I am blessed to be a blessing to others just as so many have been a blessing to me.  That said, the greatest gift He has given me is salvation and the promise of eternal life.  That's more important than any "thing" we can lose.

If I had not gone through that difficult time,
I would not have gotten closer to God and made a deeper commitment to Him.  He has allowed these things to happen to bring me closer to him.  For that and everything else He has done for me, I give thanks.

God IS faithful, and He is a restorer.

Tina Oviasogie

2-17-2010:  Thankful to God and STEP-BY-STEP WORLD OUTREACH MINISTRIES:  

Take 5's have encouraged me to step out of my comfort zone. I had shared my testimony many times, never before hearing of such a thing as a Take-5, but now I have reached a higher level because of them.  I now aggressively seek out moments to witness to others. I have also done Take-5's.  I am not one to volunteer to be in the front of the congregation, but the Holy Spirit has given me ideas for Take 5's.
 
The first time I did a Take-5 it was an unplanned event.  During a Sunday morning service the Holy Spirit spoke to me, and I wrote it down. The more I thought about it the more I thought I needed to share it with the congregation. I shared what was on my heart and I believe it was a word for some one that day .
 
Another time, I wrote down my thoughts and ideas, and it seemed every where I looked there was a song, or something I heard or saw that pertained to the Take-5 I was preparing.  It begins with an idea and just grows form there.
 
Jeremiah 20:9 describes exactly how I feel:
 
But if I say, "I will not mention him or speak anymore in his name," His word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary from holding it in, indeed I can not.
 
At times the fire seems to be consuming me and I am compelled to tell others about Jesus lest the fire consume me.  What a life changing god I serve!   I only pray that I will continue to be changed by the Holy Spirit flame that continually burns in my life.
 
Sherri l. Nash 
 

1- 20-2010:  Just a couple of weeks before Christmas I went to NYC on business with my husband. As he met with his television network clients, I prayed for the Lord to protect us that day, and guide me as I went to see publishing houses.
 
All morning I kept running into the word 'GRACE'. It was all over the place. Too all over the place. I knew that God must be trying to tell me something, so I just prayed a simple prayer and asked him what He was trying to tell me.
 
I got my answer the next day. You see - my husband and I arrived for lunch at the Marriott Marquis on Broadway, and there was police tape up everywhere. We found out through the paper the full story the next day.
 
Apparently, there was a street vendor without a permit trying to sell music CD's. He ended up in a scuffle with the police, and then pulled out his gun to shoot an officer.
 
He fired twice, and the bullets lodged in the officer's police vest. This is when the officer took out his gun, and shot him dead in the exact spot of the breezeway where I was to meet my husband for lunch.
 
The papers confirmed that it was a 'miracle' that no one else was in the immediate vicinity. Then they said that the shooter had stated on one of his rap videos that he was going to shoot a cop, and his gun would jam (it did), and that they were going to shoot him dead (they did).
 
He had a mac semi-automatic weapon, which could fire 1000 rounds per minute (a favorite of the street gangs in NYC). There were 27 bullets left inside the gun when he was killed.
 
The paper also stated that upon reviewing the hotel surveillance video, that it was there was a noticeable air of 'grace under fire' displayed by this veteran police officer.
 
I just sat at my computer, and read this report the next day, and knew when I read those words "GRACE", that it was Gods' grace, and His protection, that my husband and I weren't there any earlier.
 
We had each tried to schedule an earlier lunch, but due to a number of other factors, and then his last client asking for an extra favor as he was about to head out too, we both arrived after this had taken place.
 
So there you go. God is still watching over each one of us. He knows the time that we should go, and until the plans that he has for us are fulfilled, he so graciously covers us with his wonderfully loving protection.

Justine Kasozi:  1-17-2010

I give glory to God for giving me a miracle baby! I had lost all hope of ever getting a third child after suffering from high blood pressure. The third pregnancy resulted into a miscarriage due to that sickness. This was accompanied by too much fear of what would happen to me and the baby if I tried conceiving again since I was on anti-hypertensives. I tried reading a lot of literature about use of anti-hyptensives in pregnancy and most of them as like other drugs were not recommended in pregnancy for fear of foetal abnormalities. This added unto my fear of ever trying to get a third child having been blessed by a son and daughter earlier on.

I thank God Almighty because at His time which is always the best, the fear that had overtaken me for sometime finally lifted and I felt confident that I could carry a pregnancy and I also stopped worrying about the effect of the anti-hypertensives. I now had greater faith that God would protect me and the baby. I conceived immediately and continued on anti-hypertensives.

Each time time I took the anti-hypertensives, I would first pray to God for both myself and the baby not to be affected in any negative way. I also sent out many prayer requests to many prayer warriors and had prayer partners to stand with me as I believed God to see me and the baby through.

Dear brethren, we serve a Mighty God! On the 9th of October 2009, God blessed us with a healthy baby girl with no abnormality who was delivered by C-section at 33 weeks. The senior pedaetrician however said the baby scored like one of 36 weeks! I give God all the glory for making this happen when I thought it was impossible. I'm still on anti-hypertensives but I believe and trust that God heals in several ways and His, is always the best and maybe one day, I will not have to take medication to have normal blood pressure.

I encourage everyone to trust fully in God because He never fails those that believe and trust in Him. May all the ladies who long for a miracle child be encouraged by my testimony. God bless you all.

Lydia Cohane-Klinger: 4-16-2009

Almost three years ago my husband woke up with a rare disorder called RSD. This followed surgery on his knee. I am a nurse and I had the best doctors taking care of my husband.  Despite that, he woke up with RSD; a rare neurological disorder characterized by severe pain.  Suffering terribly for almost three years, my husband ... as of Jan. 1st, announced that he was making a commitment to go back to Church.  He did every Sunday, until two weeks ago when he once again underwent a knee surgery.

But when he awoke this time he was RSD free!  By all accounts he should have awoken with the RSD in his stump. But the RSD is gone.  Nothing more than a miracle! I am Jewish. My husband is Catholic. Both of our faiths in God has been reinforced by this miracle.  Now I don't know how to adequately thank G-d.

Francesca Leary: 03-31-2009

My husband and I have a son, Thomas, who - thank God - lives in heaven. He sadly, for us, passed away on June 19, 2008. It has broken our hearts and we cannot believe that he has gone from us. The fact that he has gone to be with his heavenly Father has been of great comfort to us.

Thomas was born with a heart problem but lived a perfectly normal life.

In fact we often forgot that he had a problem. The doctors said they would operate on him when he was older. That day came when Thomas was eighteen years old.

God had an amazing plan for Thomas.  When he was in Grade 9 and terribly unhappy at the school he attended, the Lord led us to a wonderful school called Bryanston High School.  Government schools are not generally known to be good schools and the norm is to send ones' child to private schools here in South Africa.  So it was with courage and trepidation that we sent him to Bryanston High School in Johannesburg, South Africa.

The school turned out to be the best decision we have ever made and what a wonderful place it turned out to be, and therefore the last three years of Thomas’s life were very happy ones. Through God sending us to the school, Thomas became friendly with a young Christian boy and he in turn became a Christian himself.  He attended a Christian church which he later brought us ... his whole family to.

It is amazing that God knew what lay in store for Tom, and that he did not have long on this earth.  In the last three years of his life, he literally led Tom to know Jesus and prepared him for his final day on earth.

He went in for his operation and sadly did not make it through the operation.  We were numb and really did not expect to loose our very precious boy, and we still cannot believe that he is not here with us at times.

We cry a lot and our hearts are broken, and as parents, our lives will never really be quite the same again.  (We know there are many around the planet who know the pain we've experienced, which is why I am giving my contact information at the end of this letter.  If anyone wants to share their grief and loss with us, they are very welcome to contact us.  You can be CERTAIN we'll pray for your peace and joy to return, if you would like us to.  We know that when we're willing to listen and pray for others who are grieving over a loved one, our complete healing will come that much quicker).

Thomas touched so many lives while he was still with us.  One woman, I do not know ... visited us and said that her daughter had known Thomas, and she just wanted us to know that her daughter always spoke about him because he was such a good person, and always told her that true happiness only came through having a relationship with Jesus.

Since his death, three of his very special friends have become Christians and have been baptised. All three of these friends came from totally non-believing families: So well done, Thomas!

My husband has also become a believer and has not missed one church service since Thomas passed away.  This is some feat, as he is quite a determined man and thought we Christians were all a bit extreme!  We are doing the Alpha course and how wonderful it is to see such a change in him.  Once again: Well done, Tom.  It's sad to say, but if Tom's work and time on earth was done because he brought these people to know the Lord ... then we should be content.  I have no doubt where Tom is.  He is in heaven and a warrior for Jesus!

I love you Tom, and this is a message to you ... more than anything, but I thank God that my son died knowing Jesus, and I cannot stress how important that is, as we all well know.

Thomas is an angel and I love him with all my heart and he will never, never be forgotten.

See you soon my angel!

Love Mum xxx (Francesca Leary)

Contact information:  Email:  figlin@mweb.co.za      Phone:  011 2681049 (Johannesburg, South Africa).

Michael C. John 12-15-2008: 

Today I am alive because Jesus Saved me from a very big accident.  I was coming home from my friend's place when suddenly on the main road the rear tire of my bike just blew off. I don't know how I controlled the bike because behind me there were cars, and in front of me in the opposite direction there were cars, but miraculously something controlled my bike.  It stopped with a thump on the side of the road. All who were there gathered and people started looking to see if friend's bones or mine were broken. It was a a very miraculous thing that there was not even a scratch my friend or I... not even a small hole on the dress tat we were wearing.  A very big thanks to Jesus Christ who saved us from what could have been a very bad accident!

Preston Maxie 12-02-2008:                                            "I NEED NOT SEARCH, MY GOD LOVES"

I think that it is wonderful that you have seen Jesus. I cried while reading your testimony because it reminds me of the proofs my God and savior Jesus has shown me.  Sometimes it’s hard to find believers who actually experience the gift of visions from the Lord. I just wanted to write you and let you know that you are not alone.

I had a near death experience when the powers of darkness made an attempt on my life through my roommate.  The Lord saved me from a destructive lifestyle of promiscuity leading to an eternity of suffering. When the Lord delivered me to my neighbors home, I could hear the Lord and had a vision of the heavens. I also confessed my sins to the Lord and asked for forgiveness. I did this in a household of believers on my knees, crying and begging the Lord for forgiveness while having a vision that included Jesus showing His birth, and seeing Jesus sit on His throne at the right hand of the Father.

Before this incident I did not practice Christianity. I basically believed in a higher power but was never raised in the church. Out of fear and lack of understanding, I relocated home with my mother, which is 500 miles away from where I was living. I rekindled an old crush from junior high whom I'm now marrying, whose faith was in a beginning state. We dated and decided we should start going to church together. Then we were baptized together 3 months into the relationship. I feel she was a gift from God for changing my life from my old ways.

My relationship with the Lord has grown now because I know He exists. For a while I thought I was insane, but I've come to the conclusion that God has blessed me and given me several gifts:  Tongues, prophecy, and visions, and others alike.

Recently, I have had a heart surgery.  My family was in fear, but I kept telling them it would be ok and to trust in the Lord. Even though I was blessed by the Lord by trusting in Him and by other people’s prayer, my family still worried, including my fiancé.  After the surgery, I awoke three days later. I closed my eyes and I realized I was having visions. I was having visions of wheat fields out of this world; blooming roses and people getting lifted up into the sky. Then God showed me in my vision 2 horses riding towards me.  They were lifted up.

I then opened my eyes to see my Pastor and elder standing before me.  During my visit we shared prayer; the anointing was extremely high; we began praying in tongues and I shut my eyes to see this  figure in a cape pouring his blood on us, but me in particular -- right in front of my face. Then I started crying while still in the presence of God. The caped man turned into a ball and started spinning and the infection that I had in my heart was being pulled out by it like a whirlpool.

I spoke to my elder and Pastor after words, and they were filled with joy, giving thanks to the Lord.  When they left later that night, I remember wishing to see the Lord’s face.  I closed my eyes and there He was in all His glory.  He had a loving and slight smirk on his face, which was so comforting, but in response … I covered my spirit eyes, because I believed once you see the face of God you will die.  But as I was covering my eyes, I managed to peak at His glorious shine and reflections of miniature faces on each side of His face.  I then opened my eyes out of fear and closed them again and He was gone.  I rejoiced that night and gave thanks. That very night I also noticed a cross that was carved into my bed by another patient who was in my intensive care unit before me.

I tried sleeping that night, but could not. The visions would not go away for a whole week.  God showed me many things that are hard to explain and that I don’t understand. But I do remember one of the Hebrew words that the Lord showed me.  It was zedek, meaning righteous in English. The Lord also showed me a timeline of the earth, I believe, which went on for millions of years … but the time had a different ending from BC and AC (Before Christ; After Christ). 

I also saw the powers of darkness as they tried to attack me in my afflicted and weakened state, but I rebuked several in the name of Jesus and they fled.  

I am now still being healed from my heart surgery by the Lord.  I believe Jesus is returning soon. I've just given my life to the Lord recently and the Spirit has conveyed urgency to my spirit. Hopefully this has been a blessing to someone.

I love you, my family; the
Body of Christ.

Sibahle Zulu 9-29-08:

Previous months I have been struggling financially and I was sinking in debts.  You know what happened?  The more I prayed and fasted about it, the more I sank in debts, but I didn't stop looking up to Jesus. There was a time when I thought my car was going to be repossessed, but it wasn't because of the faithfulness in God. I prayed and waited for God to intervene in my situation and He did. Last month another friend of mine told me that for two days when she prayed for me the Holy Spirit said, "She must pray for financial breakthrough," and when I was getting paid last month I received an amount of R1200.00 that I didn't know where it was coming from.  When I print the bank statement that money did not appear at all. On September 19th (payday) I found out that there was an amount of R5335.85 that I don't know, according to the bank statement it came to my account on the 10/09/2008.  I wasn't aware of it because I lost my phone on that day. This month I have managed to pay my debts and I have also done the desires of my heart. I believe that it's time for restoration because I've been in this season for a long time (See: Proverbs 6:31). Let the PRAISE AND HONOUR BE UNTO OUR KING FOREVER AND EVER.

Thank you JESUS; thank you my PROVIDER FOR SUPPLYING ALL MY NEEDS.  My email: sibahlezulu@yahoo.com

Ammie Tatro 9-3-08:

I have felt compelled to write since I was a young girl. I found great joy in writing short stories and poems when I was a teenager. I am a very shy person and find it very hard to express myself face to face. In my mind I would get so angry with myself, and even count to three working up the courage to speak. However, on a piece of paper I am able to do anything. I can create a whole new world that I feel comfortable in. I often used poems as a means to express my feelings of distance, sadness and loneliness. I gave up writing as a young adult. Since then I have felt a loss. I always promised myself that I would complete the story I was meant to write before I was thirty. However, that time has come and gone. I tried to tell myself that it was a child’s dream and to move on. Today, though, I find myself here with an overwhelming urge to write. I have been praying a lot, and my testimony keeps coming to mind. Normally I wouldn’t even consider it. The thought of people knowing things about me, that I tried to hide, frightens me to no ends. I used to write as an escape, not to direct a spot light on myself. As time moves on however, the more comfortable I feel with writing about my personal relationship with God. When I took the focus off of myself, I realized why it had taken me so long to write. I didn’t see the bigger picture. I just saw my personal struggles out in broad daylight. Now, I realize that it is my testimony that I am meant to write. All this time I thought I was meant to write some great American novel. If I would have focused more closely on God, I would have realized that my path was laid out for me. I just had to be obedient, and have faith. (NKJV) Isaiah 55:8-9, "For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways," says the Lord. "For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways, And My thoughts than your thoughts. We are all meant to give witness of Jesus, and this is my way of witnessing.

My earliest memory of God was when I was five or six years old. I was in the waiting room of a doctor’s office and there on a table was a children’s book about God. It fascinated me. I learned of the ark and all the animals that entered it and the parting of the sea. My eye’s were opened to a whole new world. I fell in love with the Creator of the universe. From then on I communicated with Him often. As an adult I have struggled with my flesh a lot. Looking back I can see the damage that I have created in my life because I allowed my flesh to have control. I have made poor decisions from choosing the wrong career, to bad financial decisions. It is so easy for me to get lost in the world of selfishness, especially now. Everywhere you look there is something to keep you preoccupied from your prayer life, to just knowing who you are. For example, you can live vicariously through reality television, video games or being online. I have allowed these simple minded devises to rob me from the ultimate gift, my relationship with God. All the while He continued to call me.

Letting go and trusting God has been an ongoing learning experience for me. The times that I have let go and trusted God are the most amazing experiences in my life. One time in particular is when my husband got a vasectomy when my first born was only six months old. I was absolutely devastated. As I tried to persuade my husband from going through with it, he would tell me that is was all going to be alright. I would scream inside, "how is it going to be alright!" Prayerfully, my husband has regretted it and agreed to have it reversed. That alone brought so much relief to the pain I was experiencing of possibly never having another child. However, my hope was greatly diminished when I found out the cost of a reversal. I knew we couldn’t possibly afford it. I continued to pray to God that He would allow me to get pregnant regardless of the vasectomy, or bless us with the money to afford the reversal. A year later, my husband called the doctor’s office to double check the cost of the reversal. He figured we were going to pay for the reversal no matter how much it cost. The nurse he spoke to suggested that we call some doctors outside our area, their rates may be lower, she said. I was shocked to find out that they were much lower. It was well over 50 percent cheaper than what it cost locally! Praise God! Today I wonder if it was actually God speaking through my husband when he had told me that everything is going to be alright. I have learned that if I just trust God with everything, He can turn any situation into good.

Ultimately, I wanted to give my testimony because I believe that is what we are all meant to do. (NKJV) Luke 17:12-17, Then as He entered a certain village, there met Him ten men who were lepers, who stood afar off. And they lifted up their voices and said, "Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!" So when He saw them, He said to them, "Go, show yourselves to the priest." And so it was that as they went, they were cleansed. And one of them, when he saw that he was healed, returned, and with a loud voice glorified God, and fell down on his face at His feet, giving Him thanks. And he was a Samaritan. So Jesus answered and said, "Were there not ten cleansed? But where are the nine? Many who were saved had changed. Even today, if you were granted to be debt free from all that you owe, wouldn’t you proclaim it to everyone. Exclaim your salvation!

Miranda Salinas 6-23-08:  September 9, 1992, I was born and marked as Miranda Celeste Salinas. Fifteen years later have passed and here I am. Between the years 1992 and 2008 have been some of the worst and best years of my life. I have smiled, frowned, laughed, cried, forgiven, hated, loved. I met people along the way; got close; said my goodbyes, but I never regret the first conversation we had. 

I sometimes get scared to get close to someone. They promise me they will never leave, but never make promises you can’t keep.  Sometimes I do get close and it’s so incredible how you realize how much someone loves you and how much you love someone. It hurts when someone leaves you, but never forget the times you both had together. The times you both laughed until your face falls off.  The times you both cried on each others’ shoulder --saying goodbye, but never forgetting the only hello that I know that will never have a goodbye to is the person I met at the end of 2006 …Jesus Christ. 

A lot of brick walls have appeared in my path; some I’ve been able to knocked down, but some are still standing. Life brings some things we can’t control, but after an awakening I realized God was there.  All I had to do was run for Him.  Today I’m still running.  Sometimes I run out of breath, but then I realize I’m farther away from the darkness. Life sometimes hits hard and pushes me back steps.  But I take a breath and start running AGAIN …


Hakon Gundersen 6-9-08:  During my third grade the entire class went to another school for swimming lessons once every week during the school year. I could not swim, so instead of using time on me the teacher left me to play in the water by myself so he could use his time on the other kids that could swim.

For some reason I went over to the other side of the pool (the deep side) with two other kids from my class. Then suddenly one of the kids is saying to me, "Why don't you jump out in the water? That way you will find out if you can swim or not. If you can't swim I will pull you up again."

Not too happy about it, I accepted it and jumped out in the pool. Now I was in the water with water above my head.  I couldn't reach the bottom and I couldn't reach the end of the pool. I tried to move my arms and legs, but found out pretty fast nothing helped.

I figured out I should try to open up my eyes (something I normally can't do under water) and hopefully that would help me to reach the end of the pool. For some reason I had no problem seeing under water this time when I opened my eyes, but all I find out was I was too far to reach the end of the pool.

Now I'm getting to the point were I can't hold my breath any longer and I start to panic and waving my arms and legs so it's impossible for this kid to grab my arms so he can pull me up.

A few seconds later I'm thinking to myself:  I have to breath, even if it means I will breath water. I simply can't hold my breath anymore!

That's when it happens. God's peace is filling me and I'm breathing air three or four times under water. The peace can only be described as it went through soul, mind and body and was beyond anything imaginable. The air I was breathing was better and felt purer than the air I normally breath in.

Now of course I wasn't waving with my arms and legs anymore, so this kid grabbed my arm and pulled me up. Without thinking or saying anything, I walked over to the other side of the pool (the shallow side) and jumped out in the water like nothing had happen.

Praise God, He never fails to protect us when we need it the most.

Eric Gibbs 4-7-08:   I'm writing this inside prison.  I was born and raised in Detroit, Michigan and educated in the Public School system.  I was raised by my mother as well as my grandmother and grandfather. I truly have a very loving and spiritual family, and truly have a deeper appreciation for womanhood as my mother and grandmother taught and raised me to always honor, love and respect all women.  My grandmother was Evangelist Mable Gibbs Johnson.  My grandfather was Rev. McCollins.  He ministered at Mount Zion First Baptist church in Detroit.

I've made some really immature choices and mistakes in my life that caused me to come to prison.  I was selling drugs, sometimes making $10,000 a day.  Women, cars and guns, and all that comes with that lifestyle, but all that is behind me though the revelation of Jesus Christ I now have.  I've learned that I'm a spiritual being.  God is spirit and they that worship Him must worship Him in spirit and in truth.  Every night I pray on my knees, "Dear Lord, please hear my plea.  I give all glory and honor to You, God the Father, and my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, through whom all my blessings flow. 

Debra Stone 3-27-08:  My mother had surgery on Feb. 20, 2008. Complications arose; she has been on a pressure controlled ventilator for 2 weeks, a regular vent before that.  She has developed ARDS as a result of septis. She has been in ICU for over 3 weeks, sedated and paralyzed.

God has healed her. He has given me a peace that I cannot completely explain. People don't understand but my mom is healed and I will be writing again when that manifestation has been revealed to us. God is so good, His promises are true, He is a covenant God and His Word is true. I praise Him for all the mighty things He has done. I praise Him for the healing of mom and I praise Him for the "spiritual" healing that has taken place in many of our families lives. I praise Him for the lives that will be changed when they see the miraculous touch God placed on my mom.

Without Him, I am nothing. Without Him, I am lost. This one thing I know, whatever the future holds for me, I know God is in the midst of it.

Christy Thacker 3-19-08:  He was all I ever needed.

My testimony starts with life being perfect until I was fourteen years old. That's the year that my older sister Brenda disappeared under suspicious circumstances. My family was torn - or should I say - ripped into shreds. For the next four years, I watched as my Mother slowly died and finally succumbed to cancer on February 10th, 1996, the year my daughter was born. I was three months pregnant at the time. Just a year later, when my daughter was seven months old, my fiancé and her father left us. I was heartbroken to say the least. I moved to Tennessee in March 1997. The pain I was leaving behind in my home state of West Virginia was too much for me to bear.

What happens when a girl's heart is ripped to shreds?  Most of the time the girl loses all self-respect. She does things she would never do in her rightful mind. My daughter's father was coming to see us often, and well - one thing leads to another and I wound up pregnant for the second time. I was morbidly shocked and so very angry. I was angry with everyone, including God. How could He take so much from me and then allow this to happen? There was no hope for Brianna's father and I to ever have a relationship again. He had already found someone else before I even left. I felt worthless and felt that even God did not love me. I had no one.

I did something that I never dreamed I would do.  I aborted my innocent baby. Looking back, I can say that it was the worst mistake of my life. How could I have done that? I still feel that pain.

In July of 1997, I met Steve, who is now my husband. We thought we had it together, got married in 1998, but the next year our marriage had taken a downfall. We didn't get along! We liked alcohol and marijuana too! We were both just really blind to what we had. We split up for six months. I left with another man...not because I liked him, but because I needed a way out of my life.

When Steve and I reconciled in 2000, we started going to church. God made everything brand new! I can't even begin to tell you the difference in my life now.

I am blessed with a Godly husband, a daughter who loves Jesus, and many family and friends that I love so much. I attend an awesome church (New Vision Ministries) that has so much love to share with the world.

Through all my daughter's doctor appointments, surgeries, etc., due to stomach problems of my own...I know that He is with me. Through all the times that I feel depressed, stressed, unloved and unworthy, He is with me, holding onto me tight. When our bank account is getting low from our high bills, He is with me.

The day is coming when there will be no more tears, sorrows, bills, doctors, stress and depression. As a Christian, I still suffer but I have hope that one day I will not. I know I will live forever with my Creator and my Savior!

I am writing this in hopes that whoever reads it will be inspired and know that you are not alone in your troubles. Jesus died for you and loves you!

 

GIVING GOD GLORY

People Thanking God Publicly For What He Has Done, And Is Doing!


Dear Reader - are you at peace with God?  If not, you can be.  Do you know what awaits you when you die?  You can have the assurance from God that heaven will be your home, if you would like to be certain.  Either Jesus Christ died for yours sins, or He didn't (He did!).  Are you prepared to stand before God on the Judgment Day and tell Him that you didn't need the shed blood of Jesus Christ on the Cross to have your sins forgiven and get in right-standing with God?  We plead with you ... please don't make such a tragic mistake.

To be at peace with God; to have your sins forgiven; to make certain heaven will be your home for eternity; to make certain that you are in right-standing with God right now ... please click here to help understand the importance of being reconciled to God.  What you do about being reconciled to God will determine where you will spend eternity, precious one.  Your decision to be reconciled to God is the most important decision you'll ever make in this life. 


The staff and our ministry supporters so greatly appreciate hearing how God is touching lives for His glory through this outreach.  If this ministry has blessed you in some special way, would you please consider taking a brief moment and share your blessing with us?  Simply email us at: ptoffice@precious-testimonies.com

We truly thank each of you who allow us to publish your testimony, for those who faithfully pray (and fast) for this outreach, for those of you who help support the ministry financially, and for those of you who pass along these testimonies and other ministry writings to others.  The part the Holy Spirit has you play is vital in helping win lost souls and being engaged in discipleship, and we can never thank you enough for the labor of love and support you provide on behalf of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Precious Testimonies is supported financially by those God directs to sow into this ministry.  We ask each person reading this to please ask God on an on-going basis if He would have you sow a financial gift to this evangelistic outreach of His - trust that He will clearly communicate His will to you in the matter - then simply be obedient.  Please feel free to contact us if you have any questions about the current financial needs of this outreach, or any other questions you may have.

For convenience, you can simply click on the secure Pay Pal donate button below if you want to donate by credit card.  Otherwise, you can send your precious gift to:   Precious Testimonies, P.O. Box 516, Jenison, MI 49429.

Precious Testimonies is a non-denominational 501-C-3 evangelistic ministry, and financial love offerings to this ministry are tax-deductible for those who qualify.  A financial summary can be viewed by clicking on the following link:  Financial Summary.

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Thank You, and God bless you!

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