I love the Lord and wanted to use what he has given me as a small offering hoping He might multiply it for His Glory.
This is a ballet Pas de deux (dance between 2 people).
I love to compose and dance and pray that in some small way I can glorify my heavenly Father.Read
I am currently serving in the British Army so I am used to being in control of situations when put on the spot. That was until three years ago when my second daughter was born.
The pregnancy was fairly normal for my wife until her due date came—and went. This baby was definitely comfortable and was giving no sign of coming soon. Finally, ten days overdue, they induced my wife. Two and a half hours later our beautiful daughter was born, but in a bad way. She had inhaled meconium on her way out and her umbilical cord was round her neck cutting off her oxygen supply. She was rushed to neonatal intensive care seconds after she had finally been born. The few seconds that we saw of her showed a very pale floppy baby. Naturally my wife was in a bad way. All I could do was be the strong one for my wife, to comfort her and to talk to the doctors and nurses when they were explaining to us what was going to happen. Thankfully we were both allowed to stay on the ward that night, so I drove home to get a few things together to stay over. When I got home I had a moment to think through what had happened. I broke down and cried. I felt so hopeless and useless for the first time, and I prayed. For the first time ever I really prayed. I begged God to help my daughter and promised if He did, I would be His forever.
That night at the hospital I must have walked up to the neonatal intensive care unit every hour. And every time I spoke to the nurse by my daughter’s cot, he told me she was getting a little stronger. It was ten days before we got to go home and have all the family in one place.
It’s now three years later and my daughter is charging around and playing happily with her sisters. And my faith is getting stronger as I learn more about God through reading my Bible and praying. I'm forever grateful for that one thing he did for us, let alone all the love he gives.Read
On 27 December 2007, Frances and Fred lost their seventeen year old son Robert. Their decision to stand firm in God's grace and forgiveness is still having a profound effect today on many hundreds of people. They travel to different motorbike shows and festivals to display their Harley Davidson Softail bike called "The Pilgrim". At each event many people come to hear their incredibly painful story - and in doing so, they see a powerful example of the forgiveness Jesus offers to everyone.Watch
My name is Ann Ferguson and I became a Christian in November 1982, four weeks after moving back to live with my dad in Dunfermline, Scotland. I never realized, as I gave my heart to Jesus that night and got prayed over, how my life would change and—surprisingly—not always for the best. I started to attend our local Church of Scotland church in Abbeyview, Dunfermline and enjoyed the Sunday services. At first I attended the morning service only and then eventually God led me to the evening service. The minister's wife worked at a Christian bookshop in Dunfermline and got me a job as a volunteer there two days a week. I loved it and eventually, because I was unemployed at the time, started to work more hours there. In the church I started attending a women's group and helping with the Sunday school. I also helped with the cleaning rota of the church and occasionally with the teas and coffees on a Sunday. I took part in supporting the children's missions as well.
Unknown to me, my body couldn't take the toll of all the physical activities I was undertaking. In June of 1984 I took to my bed with depression and ended up in hospital. I was there for at least a fortnight. I couldn't function at all. I remember thinking that I had let God down and he must be angry with me!
I started to read a romance story I had with me and then eventually managed to start reading my Bible again. I had no idea what was going on and was very frightened. I was afraid of the nurses and doctors and was not willing to trust them at that time. The only person I truly trusted was Jesus! Whilst in the hospital I attended the morning services there each Sunday.
One of the first sermons I heard at the hospital was a breath of fresh air to me. The minister told us the story of Jairus’ daughter and the woman with the blood disorder who touched Jesus. Somehow I knew God was talking to me and giving me hope for my healing. After lunch I went for a walk on the border of the hospital and sat in a cornfield. I had with me my Bible and Bible reading notes for the day. The passage was, wait for it, Jairus' daughter again! After I got home from hospital I shared this with my minister. He didn't say anything and neither did I because at that time I wasn't able to ask questions as I had so much fear in me. It has only been after much Christian counselling and prayer that I am able to share my healing.
God is good and has been with me through all my life. Only I didn't realise that at the time. My Our Daily Bread Bible reading notes have been a blessing to me over the years. When I had bouts of depression, I used to just read the notes without reading my Bible and I got some comfort from them. Thank you for these notes and may they be an inspiration to us all as we continually walk daily with the Lord Jesus. Yours in Christ, AnnRead
I was brought up in a Christian home by parents who were missionaries in India. I had two brothers and a sister and the four of us were all born in India. Up to the age of 16 I moved back and forth between India and the UK, until finally we all remained in the UK. When I was 5 years old I heard the story retold of the cross of Jesus and how He suffered and died for me. I was very moved and asked Him to come into my heart and to stay there forever. Not knowing a lot, though, at that young age, and perhaps not realising the implications of that decision, my lifestyle didn't change significantly right away.
When I was aged 10 or 11 however, I entered a kind of 'honeymoon' period in my Christian life. I became very enthusiastic about Christian things and keen to tell my friends that they too needed to be saved. Sadly, this did not last. In my early to mid-teens my zeal cooled somewhat and other interests and distractions took over. However, I don't think I stopped believing. God kept His hand on me and protected me from sliding too far into sin. At age 17, certain scientific facts about the vastness of the universe, the speed of light and distances measured in light years caught my imagination. Coupled with Scriptures about the wonders of God's creation and what the Bible said in two psalms in particular (8 and 19), I back to outright faith. I rededicated my life to the Lord and was baptised a few months later.
Down the years since then I have experienced many things—supremely happy times and some pretty tough times, including unemployment and mental illness. Through it all God has sustained me, provided for me and gradually strengthened my faith and deepened my relationship with Him. He has proved His love and faithfulness many, many times over! I have often failed Him but He has never let me down. At age 54 I was married to a Christian lady and we have now been together for nearly 14 years. Marriage was and is a life-changing experience and I am still learning and being stretched! I'm sure she is too!
The Lord is good: you should "taste and see" how true that is. He has promised me a glorious future in Heaven with Him; this is a "living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead." The alternative, being separated from God forever, is so awful as to be unthinkable. But it is inevitable if you do not seek Him and receive Him. You don't have to take that route because God's offer of salvation is still open and available and He loves you and longs to welcome you into His family, to share the future He planned and paid such a high price for at Calvary's cross. Come to Him today!Read
My husband and I relocated from a Chicago suburb to Southaven, MS in November of 2016.
4 days after Christmas I was on my way home from the gym in my beloved 2015 slate gray Hyundai Sonato when a car came barreling towards me over a hill in my lane.
I didn't have time to react. My car spun around and I was facing the direction I had just come from. Several strangers stopped to help and stayed with me until police and my husband arrived. These witnesses told police the driver of the other car was going about 75 and trying to pass several cars at once on this 2 lane road.
I walked away from this accident without a scratch. Some neck and shouder pain. My car was a total loss.
I saw a orthopedist about shoulder and he ordered an MRI. The doctor said he wasn't concerned about my shoulder but rather a goiter on my neck. He advised me to see my primary doctor asap. I was diagnosed with stage 1 thyroid cancer. Had it not been for the accident only God knows when it would have been discovered.
I have since had a thyroidectomy. A full body scan that revealed no disease left in body.
Tell me we don't serve an awesome God? His way is not ours. Everything happens for a reason in line with God's will.
THIRTY years ago, I went to the Garden Tomb in Jerusalem. At the far end of the garden is "Skull Hill" where the skull-face effect can still be seen, and the site of the crucifixion. After walking the full circle, I came upon a well-preserved rock-hewn tomb. The entrance would have been sealed with a "great stone" as described in the Gospel Matt 27:60.
I entered the Tomb through a small opening in the rock and found myself in a small chamber—the Weeping Chamber. Looking through a low threshold was another chamber of the same size which held 2 loculi (burial places), one finished with a rock pillow and one unfinished. There was nothing else in either chamber except a small sign in the Weeping Chamber on the rock wall which read, "He is risen; He is not here” from Mark 16:6.
As I read, a voice so mighty it seemed to be all AROUND me, OVER me, ON me, and IN me! “You are not alone; I am with you.” I stood frozen, as a young man quietly checking out the surroundings appeared to be oblivious to the voice and me. How could he not hear it? I cannot properly describe that feeling, but I'll never forget it. . . shock and awe, wonder, HUGE, and it filled every fiber of my being. I ducked out of the tomb, drying my tears. I HAD JUST MET JESUS! I KNEW that. I had done nothing to deserve a visit from Him, and pondered this for years and years while never speaking of it to anyone until a few years ago.
I went back to a life of full of fun and sin. Then, a few years ago, I met an Evangelist who “saw” something in me, took me under her wing preaching the Word of God, and Baptized me in The Holy Spirit. And that was just the beginning. Thinking back on my experience in the Garden Tomb, I understand what Jesus meant when He said: It is expedient for you that I go away. But when I go away (to heaven) I will send the promise of the Father, which is the Comforter (Holy Spirit; Holy Ghost), for not only will He be WITH you, but He will be IN you. (John 16:7; 14:7) I thank God that He never gave up on me, for where would I be without Him?!!?
When I was young and had my first summer job, I saved enough money to buy my first car. My brother Larry took me to a junkyard and showed me a 1956 Chevrolet Blaire. This car was dirty, had missing hubcaps, and did not have an engine. My brother saw at that time something I could not see, that was potential, something that could be restored and worth a lot of money. I, on the other hand, wanted something I could drive right away. Today, that car would be worth thousands of dollars.
.....That is how God sees our lives. He sees the dings and dents, the lost or missing parts in your life, but He knows your value, and He can restore and replace the missing pieces. To God, your life is not a piece of junk or a lost hubcap, and you do have potential. "Now to him who is able to do exceedingly more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever. Amen" (Ephesians 3:20-21).Read
I wanted to share my Breast Cancer testimony with others because people need to know that there is a way. It was be the grace of God that I was saved. I was afflicted for a moment. Hearing the word Cancer does not mean death. Post Surgery for me meant eating right, doing research, holistic living, and bringing awareness to others.
Psalm 119:71 NIV
It was good for me to be afflicted so that I might learn your decrees.
God saw fit to create me with a genetic brain disorder. I was born in February 1973 missing a critical part of my personal computer, my brain. The part of the brain that separates it into 4 sections so that it can operate each part of your body, your left side, right side, lymphatic system, memory center, central nervous system and basic living functions. Cerebral spinal fluid builds up inside within ventricles of the brain that is pressurized. My optic nerve is too small as well. It is called Optic Nerve Hyperplasia. It is a spectral disorder like autism, in that, some people function better than others. It is extremely rare and only in the last 10 years has it been studied. Most cannot see, do not grow over 5 feet tall, are barren and suffer from being unable to fight off infections, ending up in wheelchairs. I am 43, the oldest known surviving female diagnosed, I had 20/20 vision most of my life, gave birth to 2 great children and grew to 5'4.5" tall. That in of itself is miraculous. My grandfather, the child of a minister in Western New York, collected Daily Bread devotionals since 1956 and was an avid listen to the radio broadcast since the beginning. He died in 2010 after raising us to know the Lord intimately. I was baptized as an adult in May of 2009 at my church in Louisville, Kentucky. That is when my life took a dramatic turn, as I was bestowed with gifts from God after baptism that unlocked my potential to have a purpose driven life beyond what I had known. As a direct result of domestic violence, I was forced to relocate to another state for my safety far from my church home and signed a lease in Illinois, June 1st, 2009. On June 13th, I was brutally raped in my home, the devil attacked me, basically, the entire year and I grew despondent, depressed and withdrawn. I had a new church home, however, my fears would not let me leave the house, because, the alleged rapist was never brought to justice and lived 4 blocks from me in this small town. I grew suicidal, questioning God's plan and prayed for him to take me home willingly, he did not agree, so, I silently planned to take my own life. On October 28, 2009, I drank 25 ounces of anti-freeze, climbed into bed at 10 pm and fell asleep, alone, welcoming the end to my turmoil. God had a plan, though, I knew not the outcome. I was rescued by a neighbor who found me the next morning at 9 am. I received 4 blood volume replacement transfusions and had dialysis 3 times, was in a hospital induced coma for 10 days, the doctors told my family after they arrived from across the country on the 3rd day, that I would not survive. A prayer page went out on Facebook, by my Aunt, receiving over 5,000 prayers, my parents stayed by my bedside and I awoke on the 11 day, without any damage at all, like nothing had happened. They're was photographs, pictures of Angels and Jesus, on every single wall of my room, a stranger had placed an expensive bracelet made of turquoise, copper and silver on my wrist with blessed cross bangles all over it. All I remember of that first night was the smell of burnt roses and Amazing Grace playing on a piano that was never there. My grandmother played the piano in church and died in 1993. One of my doctors a neurologist who had practiced for over 30 years was from Germany, originally, Grandma was born in Sweden, so I recognized his accent, stated that in all his years he had never seen a soul survive that type of poisoning. To survive without any physical damage is unheard of. Several doctors agreed in my room, that my recovery defied any scientific explanation. The translation of my christian given name literally means 'Fruit of Life' I believe in the Almighty, Omnipotent, All knowing Christ Jesus, after that brief time in my life, coming through potential death, my direction has been restored, my mission has been renewed and my focus on living life to it's fullest, has been preordained. I won't give up give in or deny the power of a miracles. If you believe that God is a silent God or that your on your own, just look to your neighbors, your fire department, your hospitals, your science, your planet or your dog. If you can create a life like that, maintain life and endure it, you should not deny it. Praise God for granting me just that. The power to know that I am small in his eyes, lets me live large. It has never been about my destination in Heaven, I know my place is next to his throne, today is all about the journey I take to get there, what I have left behind and who I have invited to join me in his Kingdom. We must encourage lost souls to seek God, any way we can. Come against Satan when he is trying to get a foothold and he will never get a strong hold. Matthew 26:41, Thank you for reading my story, for information on how i am giving back to the community, find me on Facebook. Go to www.facebook.com/kompleteabandonRead
Chris and Stephanie experienced profound brokenness as their life together was shattered by divorce. But God is the God of redemption, and He transformed their hurts into hope and healing.…Watch
My name is Kimmi and I am a grateful recovering addict. October 2003 was my bottom. I walked by people who were smiling and laughing and looked nice while I was on my way to meet my dealer, yet again. I had lost my ability to say no and to walk away from heroin. I've discovered that there's only one thing stronger than a mother's love. That would be addiction. And yet, I also discovered there's only one thing stronger than addiction - God and His eternal love. As each year passes and I get to celebrate each year, I still find myself surprised. The milestone I have been really looking forward to is celebrating 14 years clean and sober. Why? Because the AA coin has XIV on it. I'm a former I.V. addict and having the AA 14 year coin shows not only me, but those in my life that sobriety IS possible, one day at a time, sometimes one hour at a time. Through the good and bad, God has saved me, time and time again. My favorite statement is "Stay sober NO MATTER WHAT" Learn from every situation, be grateful for every single minute He gifts, remember we are not bad people trying to get good, we are sick people trying to get well. My name is Kimmi and by the grace of God, I am a grateful recovering addict.Read