My Intimate Moment with my Father I’m a recovering crystal meth addict with one hell of a story to tell. The first 25 years of my life were dreadful. I wanted nothing more than to die some screwed-up death because the enemy had me convinced that my purpose had come and gone, like ashes on an empty street on a foggy day. I discovered a once-a-month tradition that was perfect for what I was striving for. I called it, survival records. I would manipulate a doctor for a bottle of 60 20mg Adderalls, and see how quickly I could chew up every pill and survive. A once-a-month suicide attempt that I will admit is just too much fun. Crazy? Absolutely. I put up some crazy numbers. One time I blew through all of them in around 12 hours, and then swallowed 20 Effexors in one gulp. I was found dead in a gutter. When I came to it, I was in an ambulance staring straight up at a bunch of EMTs looking at me. I was hooked up to all sorts of different medical machinery. I asked what was going on. Before he answered my question, he started talking to them. I got mad and asked again. He said I had a seizure, a concussion, and a small fracture in
I am really struggling with bills, work, feelings of worth, and doubts. I need to confess and ask for your prayers. I recently spoke with a pastor who does deliverances, and he helped me confess many sins, like mistrusting Jesus, confusion, fear of man, etc. I feel cleaner than I have in a long time. I am regularly praying for God’s will. I feel humble and grateful. I struggle with paying my bills. I don’t know why. I work. But what I make is not enough. Sometimes, I have these overwhelming feelings that cause me to get angry with God and lose hope. I hate these moments. Maybe that is when I eat snacks to cover the pain. Sugar snacks. I am just now being healed from the pain of my parent’s divorce when I was 6. I was saved by the grace of God when I was a rebellious 16-year-old. When I was 19, my dad died. I slipped into a deep state. Depressed, suicidal, and had sex with random people to hide my pain. I got herpes. I went into a darker place. Yet, God was with me. Have mercy on me. When I was 23, I did not want that darkness anymore and simply prayed for healing. I prayed to confess it to a friend. God provided
He Showed Me He Was Right There I have a big fear of the Dentist. It has always been a struggle for me to go. I haven’t been there for years; I have always avoided it. A small cavity-infected tooth turned into a full-blown root canal infection with several infected teeth. When I finally decided to go four months ago, it was because my cheek was swollen, and I was basically forced to go to avoid further, worse inflammation. Long story short, it wasn’t that bad but due to all the stress in fear for me, it was horrible. I was alone and scared and the anesthesia made me feel nauseous. When I got out, I slowly walked to the bus, on the edge of tears, due to the anesthesia made me cry. Which I didn’t know at the time, which made things 10 times worse. I felt alone in that moment. Till I walked past a man. He was handing out flyers. He was maybe 49 – 50. I´m not sure if he spoke my language, and I didn’t care at that moment. I took one without looking at it really and kept slowly walking. When I looked down at it, it was a flyer about God, joining a church and explaining what true healing was. I felt him
Recovery from Kidney Stones I want to share this testimony to bring hope to anyone who believes that everything is beyond their hands and has lost faith. “Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” – KJV. A year ago I used to get severe back pain. It was so bad that I could hardly sleep peacefully. When I went to a general physician. He made to blood and urine test to check kidney function. The test came normal. Since I am a girl he assumed It would have been a vitamin D and calcium deficiency. I go to med school and I knew that the pain was due to some kidney problem and not calcium deficiency. But I so badly wanted whatever the doctor said to be true. As days passed by the pain increased. I kept delaying and I was scared. So I went to the same doctor and this time he suggested I do an ultrasound abdomen to see what would be the underlying cause. Turned out I had 2 kidney stones. My heart felt so heavy. I know kidney stone isn’t a big disease. But I was scared. He referred me to a top urologist who advised me to get admitted and get operated immediately. I went to another doctor
Deliverance from Fungi in Three Toenails Three of my toenails were infected with fungi for a long period. I have made a decision not to use prescription medication because they have negative side effects. Therefore, I put my trust in the Lord to heal me. Sometime this year, I was talking to the Lord, and I told Him that I knew He was preparing me for my husband. The preparation includes physical preparation too. I thought thinking, my husband expects to find me well-adorned, and I should be blemish-free like Absalom. Yes, this is the Kingdom child speaking with power and authority! After about a week of making these statements to my Lord, I have gotten instructions from my Lord to remove the old wine so that He will put the new wine. That is, cut off as many old toenails that are infected with the fungi as possible. About days later, I noticed the fungi in my nail starting to clear up. I have given my Lord thanks and praise for starting the healing process. He did it better than my expectations. God is awesome! I continue to give Him thanks and praise for showing up. Thank you, Lord! Also Read: Understanding God: He is Resourceful Nehemiah’s Leadership Playbook: Participatory Governance Gifts from Children I Caught Power Through The
God Healed and Restored My Legs Three years ago, I attended a friend’s wedding. I was beautifully dressed in my asoebi and ready to turn up like I always do at weddings. At the reception, we got paired up with our partners to dance in, I took off my shoes and stood in line, while waiting for the music to start I felt a serious sharp pain in my leg, it sent shock waves to my spine and I fell almost immediately. I had to drag myself out of the line using my butt. I wasn’t wearing shoes, I didn’t hit my leg anywhere, and at the time I didn’t understand the gravity of what happened. I couldn’t do anything until the reception was over. Two days later, like a sick joke, the leg started to deteriorate, it became so swollen and started changing colour and before I knew what was happening I went from an ankle brace to a cast with double crutches and a wheelchair. I couldn’t walk for 8 months, the x-ray showed nothing, doctors were speaking plenty of grammar, and my mum had to bathe me and help me do everything. For over 8 months, everything in my life paused, I was depressed and so confused until one day on NSPPD the pastor gave a word
