Your Miracle Stories: Submitted and Published to Glorify Our God!
Here are a few of many upcoming Miracle Stories, submitted by Riverside's people, that tell of an awesome God! We believe that God still works miracles in people's lives-that His power seen in Bible times is still at work in our modern world. Check back often for more Miracle Stories. If you'd like to share your miracle story, please send it to us! (we will try to post every miracle story, though some may be edited for clarity or length)
My Miracle Story
I must share a MIRACLE that I experienced about 2 years ago…During a very difficult time with my increasingly rebellious, and lost 16 year old son , I came across a scripture while doing a lesson in one of your bible study workbooks; Is. 26:3. I’d long been familiar with it, but I urgently felt God say to my mind to write this down and put it where I can see it, and GET it in my heart. I made a mental note of it, and went on and finished. It was late. I was tired. And for the life of me, I couldn’t remember the reference, and couldn’t seem to find it mentioned. So I thought, “I will get to it tomorrow.” (I had forgotten that you had put the “tear-out” verses in the back of the workbook. I’d never taken advantage of them, and it had been years since I have taped written verses around my house.) Well, no one except my husband was in that room that late night after me. But the next morning I went out and saw the stack of my journal, workbook, and bible on the floor, where I had put them untouched, but the “tear-out” verse, Is. 26;3 was laid on top of my bible. Remember, I didn’t remember that the verses were in the back of the bible study book. And NOONE touched them. (I grilled my husband who was the last person to be in that room, a short time after myself. And I had not told a soul of what I felt God “said “to me about that verse. So, either an angel, or Jesus Himself had to have torn out the perforated verse in the back of the study and miraculously placed it on my bible! How I needed those words of God then, and later, when things worsened before improving with son, and the spinal cord accident my husband would later suffer. And even for my best days. His peace is real; it has weight! Needless to say, I now display the verse in a lovely frame in my home…
I want all to hear this example of the incredible love of an omnipotent God who would “come” to my modest home, and give me such a gift. He is reckless and extravagant in His love and care for us. He sees us like He saw Haggai in her desperation. Oh how He loves us!
My Miracle Story
Ejector seat mission accomplished. My thanks goes out to an obedient pastor, John King! After seeing the 3rd face on the "Tears of the Saints" video I found myself Sunday Aug 9th at the altar crying over the lost. I called my cousin Midge and told her I would come see her later instead of after church. God had a mission for me. I went to Walmart and bought 24 bottles & 2 gallons of water. I went home iced them down in a small cooler and I put it into a large suitcase on wheels. I took the cooler and headed to the riverfront where the homeless hang out.
On the way, I saw Willie York. I gave him a bottle of water, asked him if he had any prayer needs. He said he didn't. As I went down the road, I saw a man on a bicycle towing a lawnmower. He kept stopping to do something. I stopped and gave him a bottle of water, and then I asked him how far he had to go. He said Knoxville so I told him I would take him to his destination. It was North St. & Nebraska .We shared what God was doing in our lives.
"Wow" is all I can say. Then as I headed down to the riverfront I saw Richard and two others on the benches at the corner of Hamilton & Madison . I gave them water; they were so grateful. Across the street were two more men sitting around, so I gave them bottled water also. Finally, I got down to the riverfront, got my suitcase out and went over near the big water fountain. I looked for people with bags of belongings (these were the homeless) and asked them if they wanted a bottle of water most said yes, some were hesitant until they realized I wasn't going to beat them up with the Bible. then they changed their minds and asked for the water.
One man, "Snakes" was there, I had witnessed to him 2 years ago when IHOP was here from Kansas City, on the riverfront. He was reading a book just like last time I saw him. He didn't want the water. I reminded him that I had talked to him 2 years ago. When I told him that my mom said my dad was never the same after coming home from the Korean war, he stopped ignoring me, looked at me and said: "That's what my family said about me when I came home from Iraq."
Snakes (he had 2 cobras tattooed on his arm--Shawn Warner is his name) came and sat down on the bench I was sitting on. He said someone invited him to Celebrate Recovery at 700 Main. He went, and when they sang "The Power of The Blood," something happened to him and he got saved. I was so happy. I told him I had been praying for him since I talked to him over 2 years ago. He asked me if I would come to Celebrate Recovery and also said he will be singing Wed at 6pm at 700 Main. Prayer is a powerful tool I pray more people step out and let God use them.
My Miracle Story
Kay Taylor called today to share her testimony about a great big miracle:
She lives in N. Pekin where her property sits lower than the street which creates a big water problem for her when there is rain. She told of times that she has been out in the pouring rain, loading sandbags in front of her garage, trying to keep water out of her house. She is a widow and does this by herself every time it rains, which this year I’m sure has worn her out. She said she has cried many times, asking God to intervene because the city would not acknowledge the problem and the only solution was to change the street.
Well, the city has been putting in curbs and laying blacktop and one of the managers, who is a Christian, was friendly to Kay and made conversation with her at times while this work was being done. He became aware of her problem, and even promised to get her help. But, when we got the huge storm this week, which happened to be the day before they laid blacktop, water flooded her property up to the front door and she said she stood there and asked God why he wouldn’t help her.
The next morning that manager came to Kay and said, “We saw the problem when it was raining yesterday. I see what is wrong!” So through this man’s kindness and concern, he ordered all of the new curbs on her side to be torn out so they could put in inlets, which is costing $25,000! He said to Kay, “This is for you!” Amazingly, that rain came the day before the asphalt was poured, just in time for the change to still be possible.
She wept as she told me that God wanted her to tell us that, no matter how long we have prayed for a situation, never give up and lose hope that God will come through. (I felt like she called just to talk to me.)
Praise God for His faithfulness!!
My Miracle Story
My miracle story happened when I was 14 years old. My family and I served God for everything, including healing. I was diagnosed with appendicitis and later the appendix reported [to be] abscessed with gangrene. My doctor said that if I did not have surgery within 12 hours I would be dead. I had asked my father to bring in the saints that I really had confidence in to pray for me. The doctor examined me, my father asked everyone to pray, the doctor examined me again and said that I would be just as well off without surgery and that I should start recovery soon. Recovery started immediately and from that day I got better every day. That was 53 years ago and I am still going strong, working everyday and enjoying life more than ever. I am content and happy with my life, as God is the main part that makes my life that way.
My God is a great God and I could not and will not live without Him in my life. Continue to pray for me that I will continue to work for Him, and to do more to reach more people for Him. Thank you for allowing me to worship with you at Riverside.
My Miracle Story
In May of 2006, I was working at Caterpillar with 27+ years of service. My job was being phased out and I was told that I would have to find another job internally within 6 months or I would be separated from the company. This meant that I would lose my retirement pension and I would have to start over again in my life. I was devastated and felt a great injustice had been laid before me in my life. I didn't have a college degree and most of the jobs that I was qualified for were only Administrative Assistant positions. My odds of finding another job looked bleak. I couldn't imagine why God would allow my life to be so disrupted, but He had another plan; it was 2-fold.
My prayer to the Lord was "Jesus, I ask that you not bring any interviews in my direction except for that one interview that lands the job for me, I'm tired of being disappointed." I knew that if I prayed this way, I would know that it was the Lord who delivered me out of my circumstances. Many people were covering this issue in prayer and I was in distress and emotional. I remember my parents were so angry that their daughter had been treated this way and were advocating that I get a lawyer and pursue the suit. We first tried walking through numerous doors of contacts at Caterpillar of people who could help me and it was also suggested that I write a letter to one of the presidents of the company in HR.
Every time I would try to write the letter, I just couldn't, it didn't feel right and every time I tried to open a door for others to help me, the door would be shut. It seemed like no one could help me and I was falling deeper into despair. I was also applying for several jobs, but I wasn't being interviewed for any of them. It was now approximately 3 weeks prior to my 6 month deadline and people were against what I was standing on and were telling me to avenge myself with lawyers and letters, I had to stand on God's word and allow for Him to show me that He is faithful on my behalf. I remember being pressured from all sides and my hope was failing. It was at this point I said, "God, I don't care anymore, you are my provider, I've struggled with this long enough, it's Your will I stand on and whatever happens I know you will take care of me."
That was the first time I had peace during the process. Then, I asked the Lord to search my heart and let me see if there was any unresolved sin that was getting in the way of my blessing. He did just that. My track record with authorities in my life was not healthy and it was due to my own responses to them and I had to repent for my attitude towards my authorities in the workforce for 30 years of bitterroot judgments. It was a revelation to me, and the working of Holy Spirit in my life. I blessed my past authorities and confessed my sins to another person. The following week I applied for a job that I
thought would suit my qualifications and I committed it to the Lord. The following Monday, I received a call from a manager in Mossville, who wanted to have me interviewed for the Administrator job in their department. He proceeded to ask me if I just became a member at Riverside Church. I responded by saying, “yes, how did you know that?” He told me that he was visiting my church for the first time and heard my name called out to go to the front, along with my son, to acknowledge my membership and he remembered my name from the resume and application for the job. (Mind you, this man doesn't normally go to church, he was with someone on that day visiting.) I was interviewed and then asked if I wanted the job within 4 days. I had only 2 weeks to go before my deadline.
I knew it was the Lord who delivered me, not man because He answered my prayer just the way I asked Him to. The blessings kept coming. Not only did the Lord restore all that the locust had eaten in my life (financially), but gave me more. I received a promotion and a merit increase (2 increases in pay at the same time) and this has never happened to me in all the years I worked at Caterpillar. I was also told later that I was the only applicant for the job and that's not the required interview process, but God made it so that I would get the job and no one else. The manager was even challenged on it, but God moved his heart in my favor. I believe not only is God faithful to come to the aid of his people when we allow Him to avenge us in our circumstances instead of us trying to seek justice for ourselves, but He is also the restorer of things that have been lost in our lives because of unresolved sin. The issue of not honoring my authorities was at the forefront of God's mind and He wanted to deal with that in my life so that I would receive all that He had for me and more.
My Miracle Story
I had just returned to the States from a missionary field in another country. I had very little money but I wanted to buy sunglasses. I was concerned about the money and the hassle it takes to find sunglasses that I think look good on me. I prayed for sunglasses. Soon afterwards, while I was in the kitchen, my mother comes in from gardening holding a pair of sunglasses. She said she found them buried in the garden. I looked at them and knew these were the sunglasses I had asked for. They looked brand new and fit perfectly.
Several months later I lost my sunglasses. I couldn't find them anywhere so I prayed that I would find them. Later, I found them hanging on the wall where I worked. My co-workers said they tried to find out whose they belonged to. Nobody claimed them. They even tried to give them away. Of course I know why they were not taken. Today, I still have these sunglasses.
God takes care of His kids.
My Miracle Story
My first healing happened on Good Friday. My Doctor had noted a torn meta-something in my knee and advised me that sooner or later I should consider an operation. I rode my bicycle that week and when going to the front to receive the Sacraments, I noted that the pain was at the point of considering the operation "sooner." Pastor John felt the need for a miracle healing and i joined the community of followers for Praying for such. I never considered the Prayer to be meant for my knee, as I did not feel it was that important. Back in my seat, I remarked to my wife Joyce that something was wrong-my knee didn't hurt. I hurried out the side door because I was not sure what I was experiencing. I went through a gamut of feelings, including anger (that a healing came for my knee and not for someone more in need). After prayerfully searching for reasons only known and understood by God, I came to the realization that God wanted me to know and experience Him more fully.
In September I drove my motorcycle through a green light and crashed into a car that did not appear to realize the importance in stopping for red lights. Somehow, God helped me slow enough to hit the car's side, rather than be hit by the car's front. After a trip to the emergency room, I knew that God's mercy was present and that i would recover well.
Due to the same accident, one of the Xrays noted a tumor in my lung. After another Xray, Ct scan and Pet Scan, my Doctor (also a believer) advised me last Tuesday that due to it's shape, density, location and irregular surface, it was most certainly Cancer. A Biopsy was scheduled for Wednesday so as to determine whether it was large cell or small cell type cancer. The Christian community held me in Prayer and I went for a healing Prayer with the Elders on Tuesday night, where a vision was prophesied that it was not cancer. Today my Doctor called me and told me that much to the surprise of the medical staff at Methodist, that the tumor was most certainly not cancerous, that it was not in danger at all as it was not from lead poisoning or Tuberculosis either. I told my MD of the Prayers and he concurred that prayers of healing are powerful weapons against disease, that the Prayers were the reason for the unexplained lack of cancer!
I have to share that when I made the decision to enter Seminary in 2002, I decided that I would follow my calling, listen to Jesus, and minister with my gifts to the people that God puts before me. I never dreamed that this journey would be so exciting, humbling and fulfilling. I believe that Satan cannot succeed in keeping me from impacting the world for Christ, and that I will continue to proclaim the Gospel of God's love and healing through the Christ Jesus.
It was no coincidence that our paths met last Winter! I am humbled through the experience of my new Church home and look forward to what God has planned for my wife and I. Thanks for the Prayers!
My Miracle Story
I wanted to share with you some things that the Lord has done for me recently. First of all, I thank the Lord for [Pastor John]. Through you, the Lord spoke to me what he wanted me to know about a certain situation I was going through. When I came to church Sunday, I was feeling hurt in my heart because I have been praying and standing on God’s word about something and I couldn't understand in my mind and heart why he hadn't answered me as he had done before.
The message you delivered was for me. I know others could probably say the same but it was truly for me. I quickly received it and repented and then thanked and praised God for loving me so much that he answered me. He didn't have to, but he did. As you can tell, this meant a lot to me.
The next morning, I asked the Lord to heal me. Last year I went to my doctor for a yearly exam and during the exam she injured me. I didn't know exactly what she had done but I knew something wasn't right It wasn't something I told a lot of people because it was kind of embarrassing. My doctor had checked my colon before, but this time was different and painful. About 7 months went by before I went to see another doctor. She referred me to someone else but I didn’t follow through, and continued to live with the discomfort.
Monday morning, I felt the discomfort and I asked the Lord to Heal me. Later that day I was watching “The 700 Club” with my kids and it came time for the healing prayer. I told my kids to bow their heads and hold hands. During the prayer, I listened as Gordon and Terri talked about who and what God was healing, but forgot about my own prayer. Then the music started to play and Gordon said there is a lady who has a perforated bowel that she received during an examination, the Lord is knitting it up for you.
I started crying and thanking God; I knew that was me. I soon felt something and the Lord was healing it right then. I can't even tell you how thankful I am. I want to tell everyone what the Lord has done for me. I didn't know what it was before but I now know now that it was a Perforated Bowel. I Thank the Lord for his mercy and his grace!
My Miracle Story
(NOTE: This story is a bit longer, but it has inspired faith in so many that we included it here unedited)
My Story in a nut shell is that Jesus brought me through Stage 3 Breast Cancer with a smile on my face. He held me in His arms every day. I have never known His love and care as much as I have known Him through cancer. I am very grateful that He allowed me this opportunity to know Him better. I would do it all over again if it meant growing closer to Him!!! In August of 2007, I was diagnosed with Stage 3 Breast Cancer. (there are only 4 stages)
I knew I had a problem much earlier than this. I had a friend that had cysts in her breast that were related to caffeine. I began drinking coffee about a year before I noticed this problem, so I thought it may be related. After a few months of trying to get off the caffeine and waiting to see if it was making a difference, I realized that I was getting worse. I tried my best to follow the lead of Jesus. I know my life is in His hands and that my steps are ordered of the Lord. I continually asked Him what I should do. Should I go to a doctor? Should I tell someone? Every time I considered checking it out, I had no peace in my spirit. I would consider going to the Mobile Mammogram when I knew where it was setting up, but I had no peace and something else would always come up, so I couldn’t go.
I was not afraid to see a doctor or of surgeries. I have had four major surgeries and a couple minor....they really don’t bother me that much. So, I knew that I wasn’t in denial; I just had to know that I was taking each step as the Lord would lead me.
Jesus began speaking very clearly to me. He told me to be careful to not talk about my problem. He reminded me that our words have the power of life and death and if I went around telling people that I had a problem, I would be speaking death and they would speak death over me as well (not meaning to do this, but our words have power) I really believe that some people go through bad things because they speak negatively all the time. Instead of speaking blessings, they speak curses. They give satan permission to make them sick or to make bad things happen in there life. They have more faith that the devil can hurt them than they do that Jesus can help them.
I kept my health issue to myself for months. I got to a point though, where I was worried that I was just being a fool, so I asked Jesus if I could have ‘Godly counsel”. Can I have someone who knows you and knows me so well that they will not just give me their advice, but they will seek you for my answer and tell me straight if I am not hearing God’s voice? He gave me two people (at different times). He gave me peace in my spirit which allowed me to tell them about the now very obvious lump.
Though both of them would have been happy to take me to the doctor, they agreed with me in prayer and understood that the Lord was leading me in this way. More months passed and the lump was getting worse. I was sitting at my desk one day and noticed that I was really getting worried that I was being stupid and was wondering if I hadn’t really been led by the Lord all this time. I put my head in my hands and prayed, “Lord, please speak to me, I am scared that I have missed you and that I am being a fool. Please do something to tell me what to do!”
As I still had my head in my hands, the little window on my computer popped up telling me I had mail. I opened it to see that it was a draft of Pastor’s message for about three weeks away. (part of my job is to help with ideas for the services, so Pastor sends his message to a couple of us ahead of time) The title of the message was “Healing” I thought that was an interesting title after I had just asked the Lord to do something to help me know what His will was. I read the message, and noticed that it wasn’t so much.....”you will be healed today !!!” no, it was more that God is all powerful and can heal you today, but what’s more important is to be in God’s will for your life.
It was exactly what I needed at that moment. I knew I was on the right track and I was looking forward to this service. In the weeks to come, the Lord really spoke to me about my willingness to let Him do anything in my life that He wants to do. In these weeks, I became more solid in my understanding that my life is His and that I want Him to use me anyway that He wanted. He showed me that He does heal still today, but there are times when He needs His people to walk the same road as the rest of the world. If we don’t walk the same road as unbelievers....how will they know the difference that Jesus makes?!
The week of the “Healing” message, I told Pastor John & Pastor Chris that I would be in the healing line for prayer and I told them why. Pastor John asked me if I had gone to a doctor and was worried when I told him that I hadn’t. I explained everything to them, making sure they knew that I had done everything I knew to follow Jesus’ leading. Pastor said that he would pray for me that weekend but asked me to see a doctor as well. I immediately had peace! The first time in months and months, I had peace about seeing a doctor. When Pastor asked me to go, I said “ok” (knowing I had peace now). Then, I said, that I had no idea what doctor to go to. I had no idea what my next step was. He asked if he could make some phone calls on my behalf.
A couple of days later, the ball was rolling.....I had seen doctors, had many, many tests and was waiting for the results. Pastor & Letty did pray for me that weekend, but as I was going down the aisle toward them, I knew in my spirit that Pastor would know (in his spirit) if God was going to heal me that day. When he was almost done praying for me, he asked the Lord to “help them through this”. I looked at him and could see in his eyes that God wasn’t saying “immediate healing” He was saying....”you are going to walk this road.”
A couple of days later, I was in the Sanctuary waiting to call the doctor for my results. I asked the Lord to have His way....but to please....HOLD me! I knew I would be ok if He was holding me. I called, they told me, I hung up the phone and laid myself out on the altar......”God, I’m yours!!! Do with me what ever you want. I know I can trust you!!
I had one day when it hit hard. When you sit with a surgeon for an hour while she tells you your chance of survival and then tells you that you will begin Chemo right away, you will loose your hair in about three weeks.....etc..... Reality hit. I told my husband to take me to the church when we left the surgeon’s office. I walked in the dark Sanctuary for about a half hour and cried my eyes out. Reality was really hitting. “How in the world did I get here? I never thought I would get cancer. It isn’t in my family. God, I’m not strong enough to do this. God, I’m afraid to fail you. I’m afraid I won’t be a good witness through this."
Two of my friends on the Maintenance team came in and began praying for me and my family. Then, it was all ok. That was the only time that I had any fear or worry. I knew that God was taking me on this road because He was going to be able to reach people through me. I had Chemo once every three weeks. The first week, I was sick in bed the whole week, but then I would start getting better until the next treatment. I lost my hair, but God provided a really good wig, so most people didn’t even realize that it had happened. I asked Jesus if I could keep my eyebrows & eyelashes (which is uncommon) and He let me! I was never without them. I was able to keep working (2 out of 3 weeks) I was even still able to direct our Christmas production (with a lot of help)
I had a mastectomy in January and recovered so quickly that when I tried coming back to work, they sent me home because my doctor wouldn’t give me a work release. (so, I “volunteered” a lot ) I went through chemo again, but it wasn’t as bad, then I had radiation. Oh yeah....the miracle......He Held Me!!!! Like a four year old little girl sitting in her daddy’s lap. Always being cradled by my Father. I would lay in bed and not even be able to pray. All I could do is say “Jesus, I love you” I knew He was rocking me to sleep and working everything out for good. I was never alone. I was never sad. I never wished this wasn’t happening to me. Jesus kept a smile on my face, even when it seemed impossible to smile. I always knew that I was on this road for a reason. I was able to talk to so many people who I would never had the opportunity unless I had cancer.
Doctors, Nurses, Techs, Patients......were always watching me. They would comment on my attitude. They would ask me how I could stay so happy.....(open door) and they would listen. I would tell them how good God is and how I knew Jesus was taking care of me... and they would listen. They didn’t shut me up or blow me off.... they listened! I woke up every day wondering who I would get to talk to that day. I was on a Missions Trip !!!!
Even the days that I was really sick from the Chemo, I could do nothing but thank God for His goodness. I had a deeper understanding that my words had the power of life and death. I felt as though I had a special anointing on me to help me stay grateful. I am not naturally this optimistic and positive. The Lord made it so all I could think about was how good I had it. I always knew that it could be so much worse, so I was grateful that He was making it easier on me. I was so grateful that He was working in my family. I was so blessed by my husband and the support from our children. Dave would hover over me when he was home and do everything to make me more comfortable. My adult kids where taking shifts to take care of me and my youngest daughter. The older ones were calling the younger ones to make sure they were ok. (this wasn’t normal) My kids were always ok with each other, but this caused them to grow much closer.
I had wondered why the Lord had me wait to see the doctor and wondered if I really was foolish, but Jesus pointed out to me the time frame when I became a full time employee at Riverside. If I would have gone to the doctor sooner......we would not have had insurance from my job along with Dave’s job. If we would have gone through cancer with only one insurance, we would have been in financial ruin. One chemo treatment alone cost $14,000.00 dollars. Just one! And I had a lot! Not to mention the CT’s, MRI’s, PET scans, the surgeries, the radiation.......etc...... God provided the money to take care of all of these costs! (Praise God!!)
Only good has come out of cancer!! Satan didn’t get any victory or glory out of it!! Only God was glorified. I am so grateful for all He did and for how much more intimate I have become with Him. I am so grateful that the Lord has me work at Riverside. I never had a fear of loosing my job or not having a paycheck. The staff and congregation were always supporting me and praying for my family. God is Good ...... all the time !!!!!! (We just need to remember that.....all the time!)
Connie Stokoe (Programming / Drama Director)
My Miracle Story
It is often said that it is a miracle that I am functioning as a Professional adult considering a painful past. Only recently did I begin to see that this really is truth and not platitudes. In all honesty there are many miracles throughout my life, but the most amazing is my life story.
Emotional depravity and isolation permeated our rural home in quiet, small town, USA. A raging, whiskey drinking alcoholic father and codependent, legalistic mother caught up in religiosity, which felt it best to keep the problems between her and God failed to see the signs of sexual abuse in their youngest, adolescent daughter. Incest robbed me of innocence at 9, interrupting all of normal development in personality and worldview.
Veiled in shame, this became a dark secret forever hidden until salvation twenty years later. "Trust thyself "a personal motto and deep seething contempt toward myself and others gave way to premature full-blown rebellion. Oddly, this was probably a cry for help. I gained weight, began shoplifting (quite good at it I might add), started smoking, became involved with pornography, vandalism, marijuana, hallucinogens, speed, methamphetamine, cocaine and alcohol.
I wanted to be loved and soon feel victim to more sexual abuse, raped at 14. Promiscuity masquerades as love to someone whose innocence is robbed by predators. Boys became entertainment as well. In high school, I began to skip classes. All the while my behavior went unnoticed. I felt as no one really cared what happened to me. I hated myself.
People I grew attached to seemed to disappear and die. Between 14 and 17 three very dear people were tragically killed in car accidents complicating trust and abandonment issues. I kept getting deeper and deeper into destructive behavior.
Through all of this, God kept His hand upon me, somehow protecting me from my own demise. Seriously, I should be dead. No one should ever live from the amounts of drugs, alcohol, and precarious situations I experienced self-imposed and otherwise.
In my twenties I married, we had children and began to live our lives, still without God. Through a series of events Jesus showed up...at least He finally got my attention. At 29 I cried out to the Lord in my car. Priorities changed, values changed and Holy Spirit revealed to me how badly I needed help.
Through the help of Christian counselors, I began to learn to deal with the past, to forgive, and begin truly living. Layer upon layer peeling away from the stone built around my heart. Counselors tell me that many never get this far in the healing process, giving up and losing hope as one sifts through the pain. This is not because of me it is the Spirit of God that is in me, encouraging perseverance.
A little over a year ago, I fell into despair as my marriage was falling apart. I lost sight of my faith and tried to end my life. Again, Jesus was there to provide yet another miracle. My husband and I are now seeing a counselor together and truly healing at a deep level. Thank you to those who prayed as I went forward Sunday after Sunday.
It is difficult to share; yet I know there are so many others who experienced similar situations. I am here today to tell you that God delivers us out of the darkness. Praise God for miracles.
My Miracle Story
My first miracle was about 28 years ago not too long after I became a Christian. We needed new kitchen floor covering and we had $200 do spend on it. While out shopping a roll of kitchen carpet came to my attention. (yes kitchen carpet was fashionable back then) It was the exact size we needed and the tag on the end of the role was blowing from a breeze as if to get my attention. To me it was a miracle to have exactly what we needed and the exact price, color was right too. My kids still tease me about it. It was such a faith builder for me as a new Christian.
Another memorable miracle was the healing of my daughter from a STD in high school. Unfortunately she contracted one and ended up in the hospital. She recovered but while she was in the hospital I prayed over her constantly for healing, both physically and spiritually. A consequence of this disease was that it could recur under stressful situations and she would probably not be able to deliver a baby by the normal birth process. I believe she was healed on that bed in the hospital. She NEVER had a recurrence, never any evidence of any STD in an exam and delivered 3 beautiful babies and granted me the privilege of witnessing their births.
I have had 2 personal healings for my body. One for an elbow and one for a female situation.
Daily I have little miracles. Things sometimes are just given to me or provided to me. Being recently divorced my finances are tight but I always seem to have just enough to meet my obligations. I don't take any of that for granted.
My Miracle Story
Another miracle, my aunt was diagnosed last fall with a very rare form of cancer for which there is no cure. Doctors gave her 3 -6 months to live. Our family began to pray, and she is still alive today, still in her home and feeling pretty well and getting around as usual. The cancer is still there but hasn’t affected her internal organs like it was supposed to. Praise God! It has been over a year now and she’s sill alive!
My daughter Teri was having financial problems. We prayed and prayed. Teri’s boyfriend suddenly found a check for over $600 she had never cashed – it had been lost in her apt.
God has continually opened doors for jobs for my family. In the past 5 years, my husband, son, daughter and I have needed to change jobs several times and God keeps opening doors for us!
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God has done so many miracles for me that it is hard to list the all. He kept me throughout my lifetime even when I wasn’t walking with Him. He saved me three times to date, from death – I was spared from dying after being beat into a coma with a triple concussion and massive hemorrhaging of the brain, spared when I was near death form being beaten in the face and almost bled to death another time, and he has healed my lungs (collapsed) 2 times on His won as I was at home. He has healed me of colon cancer and skin cancer twice. He pulled me out of the deep darkness of mental illness when I had a nervous breakdown.
He has healed my broken life and has given me a wonderful life with Him as His daughter and He has redeemed me from the curse and is drawing all of my loved ones to Him quickly to be used as laborers in the harvest. He is teaching me to walk in His ways and to trust Him in all things. He took my messed up finances and has given me His precepts to live by and blesses me with everything I need. He saved me – that was probably the best and the biggest thing that He has done for me, except for when He revealed Himself to me and became real to me through His word –John 3:16. He has given me the desires of my heart and He is teaching me how to love the things that He loves, and to hate the things that He hates (sin). He has reconciled me with my family and is blessing me with grandchildren, as we speak.
He wakes me up every morning with His tender love and He tucks me in every night with His strong, yet gentle hand. He has given me a wonderful church, family down south [from where we moved from] and now He is blessing me with a new and wonderful church family here at Riverside church, and a lot of new and wonderful friends from some other church groups in the city and Celebrate Recovery Meetings that we are attending. He has given me a hope and is changing me from the inside out. He has healed my sister and my nephew through the laying on of hands and speaking healing over them. We serve a God of miracles! He is AWEWSOME!
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"I want to thank God for our miracle that happened just about nineteen years ago. My husband and I were expecting our first baby. I was 6 ½ months pregnant and knew I was sick, but didn’t realize how sick. My husband took me to the doctor and they immediately put me in the hospital. I had pre-eclampsia. The doctors told us I needed an emergency c-section and didn’t know if our son would survive. The Lord blessed us with a 3 lb baby boy. It was many weeks of struggles and heartache but god was there through it all.
Josh is now getting ready for his nineteenth birthday. God has done amazing things in his life. My husband and I didn’t know if we could have any more children. Three years later He blessed us with another son, Jacob. I thank God for our two sons and I know he has a special plan and purpose for their lives."
Mark, Jan, Josh and Jacob Tol
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"If it wasn’t for God I wouldn’t be here. I used to drink and do drugs but not any more. I love God. My life has changed so much. I am so happy being around Christian people and doing much better now. I should have done this years ago.
Thank you Lord. I love Him by changing my life – [and I am] so much happier!"
Michael E. Finney
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"I was very lost and hurt by the loss of my son’s mother when her and I decided to end our relationship a year ago. We had my son out of wedlock and didn’t know God. I told myself I wanted to be by myself after that. I got the one thing I wanted after that and that was custody of my son. I was satisfied with that. I then started drinking a lot for a few months and my life was going down. Then one night I met someone that I feel God made very special for me to meet. She got me turned around and loved my son and I. She got me to know God. I currently am now a proud attendee of Riverside. "
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"For the past two years since God called us to step out of the boat, God has supplied our every need. It has not gone any way we thought that it would, but God has been faithful each step. We have seen many miracles along the way. The latest was Oct 23, 2008.
The house we were renting had sold and we had to be out by Sun, Oct 26th. On Thursday, Oct 23rd, Ken and Erika (my husband and daughter) looked at the home we were supposed to move into and it was in no condition to move into. This was a Thursday afternoon, and on Sat we had a crew of people coming to help us move, but where?! We had to be out by Sun. I was of little help as I sat in the hospital recovering from a major surgery.
A friend came to visit me at the hospital Thursday afternoon. I told her our dilemma. She asked if she could send out an email to our home school group. Nine o'clock that evening I got a call from someone that says they had an extra house we could move into. Ken met her eight am on Fri. The house is perfect. Saturday, the move happened right on schedule.
Once again, it didn’t go as planned but God wasn’t surprised, nor was He late. That is our God….no place to live, don’t know what to do…. and God shows up and blesses us with a miracle."
Doris, Ken and Erika Agans
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"I have had so many miracles in my life, some small and some great, but miracles nonetheless.
However, the particular story I’d like to share happened nearly eleven years ago....
In 1997, I found out that I was pregnant with my fifth child and was ecstatic! What a wonderful surprise God had in store for us!
Not too long into the pregnancy and during a routine sonogram the doctor discovered that I had a Condition called Placenta Previa. This was not a strange diagnosis to me as I had had the same condition With my very first child, which ended in the death of our son, Brady, and nearly cost me my own life. With this condition the Placenta is attached over the mouth of the cervix, instead of up high as it should be, and many problems are associated with the condition from hemorrhaging to death- sometimes in both the child and mother.
My doctor, knowing my past, just looked at us gravely and said, “I’m not even going into the horrors of this condition. You know them already. Come back in a month and we’ll do another sonogram.”
To say the least, we were devastated and I could not even make it out of the lobby until I was sobbing. I just kept thinking: 'I can’t go through the loss of another child!'
My husband, Joe, heard God speak to him during the drive home. God had told him: 'You are faced with a choice.' Joe asked: 'What do you mean, Lord, I’m faced with a choice? How do I have a choice?' God whispered in reply: 'You have a choice whether to let this thing happen or not.'
Joe took my hand and told me what the Lord had said and he then prayed declaring to the Lord and to the enemy that he, as the leader of our home, and based off the provision of God’s promises, was taking a stand against this thing and refused the right for it to happen. He reiterated what God had spoken to him, and declared that he was choosing 'Life' for our baby.
One month later, I returned to the doctor and had another sonogram. The sonogram showed that not only did I NOT have Placenta Previa anymore, but the placenta was now in a perfect location. The doctor told us we had absolutely nothing to worry about from that point on.
The miracle didn’t stop there. I had up until that time had a uterus full of fibroids, which had caused me to have every one of my children at least a month prematurely and always had to take medications the last trimester just to not go into labor sooner than that, but now...... those fibroids were GONE!
Thus, I carried Josiah full term. He is the only child I had ever been able to carry full term, and he was a whopping 10 pounds 4.5 ounces when born.
Josiah is our little miracle!
I praise God for this miracle in our lives, and for not allowing us to miss one of the greatest blessings He had in store for us!"
Joe and Angela Hawkins
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"I was a single mom of my 2 youngest (of 10) children-now men and women aged 27 to 47. Eight of them blessed me with 28 (soon to be 29) grandchildren-ages 1 to 27 years- and I am blessed with 6 (soon to be 9) great-grandchildren.
The Lord has truly blessed me and continues to do so!
I was an alcoholic for 7 (maybe more) years. I started attending church in ’93 and received the Lord on August 13, 1993; within 6 months the Lord took away all desires of alcohol.
Thank you Jesus! I started attending Riverside Jan of 2000."
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