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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Healed From Borderline Disorder

Healed From Borderline Disorder

When I was 18, I took an overdose of pills and went to the hospital and told them I was suicidal. They put me in a small room to wait… When I was 18, I took an overdose of pills and went to the hospital and told them I was suicidal. They put me in a small room to wait and see someone. The room had a framed picture on the wall and sadly I broke the glass in the frame, and I slit my wrists so badly up and down my forearm that my arm is disfigured by scars for the rest of my life. Thick, ropey scars. At 19, I got pregnant by the man who kicked me in the head and went with the baby to a woman’s shelter when the baby was around 3 months old. We went to Rosalie Hall in Scarborough and Sandgate Woman’s Shelter. I received emergency housing and was given a one-bedroom apartment in a co-op. So now it was just me and my baby. My adoptive parents lent me a small black and white TV and a sleeping bag and I would camp out on the floor snuggling my baby until I got furniture. After about a year I felt this urgency to find out the truth in life. I went

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What Does Healthy Feel Like?

What Does Healthy Feel Like?

What Does Healthy Feel Like? First off, I would like to state that Jesus Christ is my Lord and Saviour, and He is forever the King of the earth. Anything… What Does Healthy Feel Like? First off, I would like to state that Jesus Christ is my Lord and Saviour, and He is forever the King of the earth. Anything is possible with Him. I believe that you don’t need to be old and wise to deliver a powerful and touching testimony, as you will soon realise. I am not your average stereotypical teenager. I’ve dealt with a horrible illness that I wish upon no one. On the outside, I look like a happy person who has everything under control. On the inside, well, that’s another story. During 4th grade, I started receiving headaches and stomach pain. Yeah, it was bothersome, but I learned to deal with the problem. I went to many doctors who ran countless numbers of tests and procedures, more than the average person has in their lifetime, but everything always came back normal. I prayed to God every night and asked him to heal my body, although I was never granted any answers. In 7th grade, my health took a turn for the worse. I am a weather freak, so I can relate my life to

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Jesus, the Living Word

Jesus, the Living Word

Jesus, the Living Word To edify, to admonish, to strengthen the brethren. My Testimony. This God that we serve is a consuming fire. My pen is far from that of… Jesus, the Living Word To edify, to admonish, to strengthen the brethren. My Testimony. This God that we serve is a consuming fire. My pen is far from that of a ready writer. Because I don’t know where to start. So, I release myself to the Holy Spirit of the living God. That same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead quickens my mortal body. It all started the day that old liar said I would not live through the birth of my second child. The born-again child of God that I was (and am), I just said impossible. Can’t happen. Day after day, I found myself depressed. By my thirty-seventh week of pregnancy, I was down and out, crying constantly. Little did I know I was about to be launched into the third phase of my life, and that the birthing would be the most challenging experience I had ever had. So, I gave birth to him. It was the Lord’s doing, and it was marvellous in my eyes. Taking care of this child was so unlike the first; I had not dwelt on the Word as I did

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