Miracles of Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow

I remember striding quickly to my car, putting my golf clubs in the trunk, opening my door, and getting in…and then I lost consciousness. One hour went by while I sat in my car, not aware of anything.

As a child, I dreamed of going to Africa as a missionary — never anywhere else — not Australia, Argentina, or Austria, always Africa. While God had given me a love for Africa, at that age I did not realize that it was His calling, His plan for me.

To his shock Dr. Chartiable felt cold, hard metal pressed against the back of his head and heard a strange voice command him to, “Freeze!” A burglar had found his way into the church. The burglar’s gun was now bearing down on the elder’s skull. Dr. Charitable, who has a quiet spirit and is a man of few words, fell to his knees and started to pray.

I kept my higher insulin dosages going for two days, and then I decided to try something I had never done before. I had heard about the benefits of going for a walk after eating and had tried it a few times but I had never SEEN any benefit. Well, this time I SAW the benefit.

With no income, occasionally I did not even have a dollar to buy food to prepare the soup. However, God provided because this was His calling. He also knew before He called me that I would be short of funds and that preparing food would not be an option. He took care of everything. One weekend, the church had…

Danny threw an aerial map at me and shouted, “Find a place to land!” I looked at the map which was nothing like a road map and saw nothing that looked familiar. My stomach went into my throat as I put the map down and looked out the window, eagle-eyed, trying to find something in all the farmland below that might possibly be a small airfield. Over in the far distance I spotted…

Imagine if Caesar was unable to walk the first time the symptoms occurred while he was in Paris. He would have been thousands of miles from home, in a foreign land, where they speak a foreign language that Caesar doesn’t know. No insurance, no family, no support.

When I learned of her death, I prayed for her husband. She hadn’t spoken of their financial need of late, but I also sensed that there was a huge monetary obligation with medical expenses because of her stroke and the funeral. Just a few hours later I was going through some things when I opened an envelope from my bank. Inside was a crisp...

My son was in a motorcycle accident. Being so far away what could I do? It is my routine to daily lift up their names to the throne of God. So I whispered a prayer in my heart as I listened to the sequence of the accident.

Even though there was no other vehicle within sight, out of the misty rain stepped a police offer. We were in the middle of nowhere, no houses, no traffic, no moose (fortunately), but there was help. He asked where we were going, and he pointed us down a road I had...

Despite all the challenges that Michelle faced, she maintained a sweet, humble demeanor. She kept singing, praying, and worshiping God. Do you believe that God can take your “little” and turn it into “much”?

Freedom is not the independence to do what we want or the absence of distress. Real freedom is the deep-seated confidence that God does have our best interests at heart and will provide for all our needs, even if the ordeal is very uncomfortable and difficult.