My God is Real

My God is Real

Around 18 months or so ago I had my second Heart attack. After my treatment, I was offered the chance to see an occupational therapist as part of my Cardiac aftercare. Its main focus is how to cope with my condition, as my symptoms due to my spinal damage are hard to distinguish from Angina, It is To get me the help I need at Home and to learn to relax and reduce my stress levels. For this last task, my therapist taught me mindfulness techniques. And while it was nice every week to sit down and meditate for half an hour, it took many weeks for what she was teaching me to make sense. But over time, I learned how to put my anxieties into perspective in the real world, and learned how to cope with many worries that arise from having a time bomb in your chest. Something else happened too, however. I developed a hunger to understand more, to find myself spiritually, and internally too I felt some shifts. I became more emotionally sensitive. I began to develop compassion for other living beings. I began to develop empathy. This was overwhelming at times. I could not understand what was happening inside me. I knew it was not a breakdown, I had been through that before, and this

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God Was Working Out His Purposes

God Was Working Out His Purposes

As a child, the thought of sitting and listening to someone speak for an hour was the strangest thing to me so I never really paid much attention to what was being said, nevertheless, God was giving me a knowledge of the foundation gospel through the church. As a family, we used to go to a place in the summer called Capernwray Hall which is a Bible School during the year but during the summer they do Christian family holidays and once I was old enough, I attended the teenage youth weeks. During one of the camps, something happened which changed my life. During one of the meetings during the summer of 2008 when I was 14, God spoke to me and convicted me of my sin. It was so clear that I was in a state of sin and on the road to hell. I knew this to be true from the years of faithful teaching I had been given at my church but up until that point I had refused to listen before the Holy Spirit melted my heart of stone. I can remember walking out of the meeting building and praying to God and asking for forgiveness for all the sins I had committed and that I wanted to live my life for Jesus. The first thing

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Testimony of Healing

Testimony of Healing

It hasn’t only been in my childhood that the Lord has healed me, but I’d like to share with you the following two stories because of the lifetime impact that healing makes upon a child. When I was one year old, I was supposed to die. When I was born, there was something wrong with my neck that the doctors couldn’t fix, and it was inevitable that with the passage of time, the condition would have eventually twisted my neck and I would die. The doctor knew there was nothing he could do to change it. Five months, three times a week my mother took me for treatments to temporarily relieve my pain. But the doctor was so sure there wasn’t anything that could be done to correct it, he only charged my folks for six treatments even though he administered somewhere between 50 and 60. My parents didn’t know the Lord. My mother’s cousin didn’t know the Lord either, but she’d heard about the Foursquare Church in Long Beach, California. She’d heard that at that church, Jesus healed people, and she wrote down what was wrong withme and took this note to the church. There she found somebody and asked, “There’s a little baby that’s dying, and I brought this note. Will you pray for this baby?”The people said,

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God Has Turned my Mourning into Dancing Again

God Has Turned my Mourning into Dancing Again

Indeed, the Lord God has turned my mourning into dancing again. It is in fulfilment of Psalm 126:1-3, and to Him be all the praise. The Lord just turned the captivity of 22 months of agonising pains for me and my family. On the 27th of July 2013, I started the day as usual, but I did not end it as such. I recall I left my home that morning with my two legs walking properly, but upon returning home that night, I could barely walk. This marked the beginning of my journey through the valley of the shadow of death. The following day, we sought medical attention to find out the cause. I was asked to carry out a series of tests and examinations over time. When the test results came out, the surgeon informed me that my spine was challenged and I would have to live like that for the rest of my life. He said the success of a spinal surgery was 50:50, and he would not advise me to go for it. However, he informed me that I would need pain relief medications from time to time and would be required to manage my lifestyle from then onwards. It was bad news for us, but we chose to trust God. Over some time, we thought the

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Alcoholic Delivered through Fasting and Prayer

Alcoholic Delivered through Fasting and Prayer

For seven years I taught school on a small island off the coast of Korea. Cut off from the land and friends, I sometimes felt very lonely. When these times of loneliness, trouble, and homesickness came, I drank. I loved my wine and eventually became an alcoholic. Without thinking of the serious damage I was doing to my body, I thought that I could not live without my wine. Often I would forget to eat because of my heavy drinking. As a result of my excessive drinking, 1 developed a stomach ulcer and then liver trouble. As the symptoms grew worse, the time came when I could not stand it any longer and I went to the hospital. Even in the hospital, I continued to drink wine. With my continued drinking the medical treatment did not help me at all. At one time my condition improved somewhat, but soon 1 was drinking again and it immediately became worse. One day when all my money was spent and my heart was filled with despair and gloom, I had an opportunity to talk with one of the pastors of the  Church. He suggested that 1 pray about my problem at the prayer mountain and let God deliver me from the chains of sin and heal me of this disease. He asked me

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The Lord Is Faithful Even When We Fall Away

The Lord Is Faithful Even When We Fall Away

I was an atheist until late into my freshman year of high school. I had been doing drugs, drinking, anything to get away from my problems at home, and the… I was an atheist until late into my freshman year of high school. I had been doing drugs, drinking, anything to get away from my problems at home, and the depression I found out about later on. Things in my life were crashing down pretty quickly. I had hit a very low point in my life and was ready to give up when God became very real to me, telling me things were going to be ok, and that He was there. It was pretty strange considering the God I didn’t believe in became the one thing I could trust in at that moment. God helped me through that spell, and from then on, I couldn’t escape the fact that there was something better. But hey, I tried. Slowly but surely, I started to drift away from God, His plans, His will, His faithfulness. Moment by moment, my small decisions and actions turned me back to old ways. It was a slow change, barely noticeable even. But I think that’s the danger of it, and that’s why I’m talking about it. It started small, minor slips, cursing perhaps now and

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