Everyday Miracles You have Witnessed from God.

Lately there has been a lot of debate on the forum regarding the baptism of the Holy Spirit and the continuance of the sign gifts. These debates have gone on for decades and will still go on.

But perhaps the question remains do we as followers of Christ still believe that God does miracles that cannot be explained in the natural? Do we believe that God still answers prayer in incredible ways that cannot be explained in the natural?

Dave has asked have any of us ever seen someone raised from the dead. My answer would probably be no given our mindset here in the West. But I dares say that a number in the forum have experienced incredible answers to prayer. Incredible answers to prayer that you know that our God is a miracle working God. Thus I am opening up a friendly thread for you to share your experiences. And others be encouraged in reading of how God has worked in your life.

Ravenhill said that the man with an experience is not at the mercy of a man with an argument. At least that statement was supposedly attributed to Ravenhill. But whoever said it I would agree that those who have seen God work in their lives do believe that God still does miracles. And no theology will change that.

Therefore I invite you to come on this thread and share your experiences how a miracle-working God has intervened in your life. If you would like to share your testimony as a miracle please feel free to do so. I ask that there be no debate or no arguing in this thread as this is a place to tell our stories. And that this will be a thread that will encourage others that if God worked in their life then he too will work in theirs.

I posted this earlier on the other thread and will tell the story again. May it be encouraging to all who read.

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I live in a part of the country where tornadoes are quite common. I live on the fringes of what is known as Tornado Alley. Those of you who live in parts of the world may not know what I'm talking about. But a tornado is one of the deadliest storms that can be conceived from the pit of Hell. Though limited in scope a tornado is quite deadly Taking lives and destroying property.

Tornadoes are rated on the fajita scale as 1 through 5. Even an F1 tornado can be deadly. But an F5 tornado is quite deadly with basis of a mile or longer living a swath of destruction that comes through a community. Arkansas and particular Little Rock has seen his share of tornados in recent years.

Springtime is the deadliest time for tornadoes. We take tornado warnings very seriously listening to the weather when storms are predicted. We are close to the National Weather Storm Orediction Center in Norman Oklahoma. Thus when they issue a tornado warning and tornado watch it is taken quite seriously.

Little Rock has a siren system that goes off when a tornado is sighted in our area. It is quite obnoxious but when the siren goes off we are to take cover in a safe part of the house or a safe room.

There was a time when I used to cower in fear when the siren would go off. Praying that God would spare us. There would be times when I would be in an inner room with my heart pounding and fear just praying that the funnel would pass over us. And not do us any harm.

As I begin to understand more of the power in the Spirit the Lord started showing me that Jesus had authority over the storms. I remember one night a series of tornadoes were predicted to come through Arkansas. One night the siren went off and I felt compelled to walk to the back window. I saw the trees whipping around the rain was blowing and I knew that a tornado had touched down somewhere. Because the night was pitch black I could not see a funnel cloud. Even if I could see it I would not want to see it. But the driving rain and the trees whipping back and forth was evidence enough that a tornado was touching down somewhere. That and the siren going off.

I will share that I was apprehensive and a little fearful. But believing the Spirit was in me I raised my hands and said "In the name of Jesus Christ dissipate!" "In the name of Jesus Christ Quiet! Be still!" In a matter of a few minutes the night went quiet. The siren was stilled.

I believe that what I did was of God. I did not raise the dead. But God had put it on my heart to take authority over what was reported the next day a possible F3 or greater tornado. At least got it put it in my heart the cry out for him to dissipate this tornado that it would not harm my home and those who were in it.

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Bro Blaine

A few years ago a sister and I were traveling along the freeway. Suddenly we were hit by an intense rain storm. Actually this was more of a squall. The rain was so intense that we could not see in front of us. It was just blinding sheets of rain. The sister who was driving became quite concerned and her hands were gripping the wheel. I started praying quietly. Suddenly there appeared in the middle of the rain a clear path. On each side of the path where blinding sheets of rain but in the middle of the path was simply mist that we were able to see through. Thus God got us off the freeway and to our destination safely.

As I recount this story I always thought that what we saw in front of us was a miracle. That somehow God had parted the rain for us to see to get safely to where we needed to be. Thus if God could part the Red Sea. He could certainly part this rain squall.

Again this is another story of the miracle-working god that we serve and love. I invite others to come and share their stories of how God miraculously worked in their lives.

Bro Blaine

A few years ago I was traveling on an Amtrak train south of St Louis heading back to Little Rock. It was late at night and the train was making its way through the hills of Missouri. The motion of the train was causing me to doze off. As my eyes were beginning to close I heard the two men in back of me speaking of their military experience. The dim lights, the gentle rocking of the train, and the men talking in back at me were like a sedative and I was about to enter into La La Land.

Then all of a sudden I heard a bump and a rumble and the lights went out. I think emergency lights came on. I could tell in the first few seconds that something was not right. Something went through my mind that the train had derailed. There was no screaming. Most of the people were asleep.

As I gripped my seat I began to call out to the Lord. I heard myself saying Lord Jesus preserve us! Lord Jesus preserve us! The train stopped. Our car was slightly off the track but was up right. People woke up where dazed. Amtrak staff came to check on us to make sure they were no injuries.

Later I heard the conductor saying on his radio. "Amtrak dispatch there are no fatalities! "I say again there are no fatalities!" People were shaking up. Many of us were in a state of shock. There were some bruises. But there were no fatalities. There were no serious injuries. Truly God had preserved us! I thought of the verse that says "Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved!

Does anyone else in the forum have a story where God has miraculously intervened in their lives? Do you have a story where God has miraculously answered your prayers?

Bro Blaine

I am retitling this thread. I got the above title from our brother Mr. Bill Pro. Again I extend the invitation for anyone in the forum to come and tell their stories where God has done a miracle in their life. It does not have to be as dramatic as a healing or the raising of the dead. Though I have shared three stories that were quite dramatic to me.

I apologize this threat is not controversial enough. But must everything be controversial in this forum. Is God not working in the life of the Forum members? Have you not seen prayers answered?

I believe it would be so encouraging to our readers to see how God does interact with his children on an everyday basis. So again forum if you have a story to tell how God has done a miracle or has miraculously intervened in your life on a daily basis please come and share it on this thread. I for one would love to hear your stories.

Bro Blaine

These are wonderful testimonies. Thank you for sharing. Very encouraging to read and to see how God has worked in your lives. Again thank you for your encouraging stories.

Please forum. If anybody has a story to tell of everyday miracles of God working in you please tell it. For I believe your stories are just as encouraging as the ones who have posted here.

Bro Blaine

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So Sister Lisa let's hear your story. 😊 I know you have a few to tell. Because I know God is working in your life.

Bro Blaine

Sister, a beautiful testimony. Perhaps he sent an angel to encourage you and you did not realize it. But praise God when we do have those divine encounters.

Bro Blaine

One Sunday morning I woke up with a prompting to visit one of the mega churches in Little Rock. Now I for one am not a fan of mega churches. And particular the church I was being prompted to visit I was not a fan of. But I felt the nudging that I was to visit this church. In my fleshly thinking I thought well perhaps I would meet my wife there. Or perhaps hear a sermon that would change my life.

So after getting some time with the Lord, eating some breakfast, and taking a shower and putting on my Sunday best. I hopped a bus and went to visit this church. The prompting was still in my spirit.

Upon arriving at the church I went to check the bookstore. Perhaps there was a book in there I was supposed to purchase. Not finding anything there I went on to the church service. I heard the pastor sermon which was nothing exceptional. But nonetheless the service was good. I still could not figured out why I was prompted to visit this church. And I certainly didn't meet the future Mrs. Scogin there.

In the church A well-dressed young woman sat next to me. She was a high school senior. I only found this out because the pastor had asked the high school seniors to raise their hands. I saw her hand go up out of the corner of my eye.

As the pastor started to preach his message he asked us to open our Bibles to a particular passage. I noticed the young woman did not have a Bible. Not thinking anything about it I reached in my daypack and pulled out a New Testament and gave it to her. I always carried 2 or 3 pocket New Testaments to give out for evangelism.

At the end of the service she tried to give it back to me but I told her to keep it. And then I walked out of the church. As I left I inquired of the Lord why I was prompted to go to that church. The Spirit indicated to me that it was to give that young lady the New Testament.

I bless God that I obeyed the prompting of the Holy Spirit. I do not know how God is using that young woman to this day. But I trust when I get to heaven she will have some amazing stories to tell from that New Testament.

Bro Blaine

My sister truly a beautiful testimony about your mother. My own dear mother confessed Christ before she passed away a week later. I think she was realizing that God was calling her home. She began to ask my cousin questions about eternal life. My cousin got a sweet Methodist Minister who shared Jesus with her. I asked this dear man of God if he would do the funeral for my mother. He preached one of the sweetest gospel messages I ever heard.

When I think of my mother's funeral it was more like a celebration. Because some of us in my family and friends knew where she was. We both can take heart that we will soon see our mothers in the presence of the Lord.

Your brother in Christ.

Blaine

You all have beautiful testimonies! Please keep them coming, it is very encouraging to read each one. To Jesus be all the glory!

When I was a little girl, my mom used to send my sister and I off to a Baptist Church for Sunday School. My sister and I didn't know much about Jesus, but loved going. I soon came to know Jesus as Lord and Savior around the age of 11. I witnessed to everyone I came across, including my parents. I told them if they didn't stop living for the world, and give their lives to Jesus they would go to hell.
My parents were shocked, and convicted. I was passing on what I learned in Sunday School.

Later that year, my parents signed me up for school in that church. I remember being so on fire for Jesus. I didn't really have friends because I was picked on a lot, but I didn't care, I had Jesus. One day while on recess, I went outside on the side of the building where no one could see me. I got down on my knees, looked at the sky and noticed there wasn't one cloud to be found anywhere. I just knew if I asked Jesus to let it rain, He would do it. I told Jesus I loved Him so and asked Him to let it rain that day.

One of the students came by, saw me on my knees, and asked what I was doing. I told him I asked God to let it rain. This young man began to make fun of me by singing and dancing a rain dance. I didn't care. Word got back to my teacher, and I found out later the school deemed it quite inappropriate to pray for rain. By the end of that day, not only did it rain, it poured so hard you couldn't see. I cried with tears of joy thanking Jesus with all of my heart for letting it rain.

The teacher ended up meeting with my parents about this. I got in a lot of trouble and was punished for praying, but I was so thankful because Jesus did a miracle for me.

Several months later, my parents were so convicted, we moved out of state, they gave their lives to Jesus, changed their worldly ways, my mom even stopped smoking. They lived for Jesus for about 4 years, backslid, then eventually divorced. Even though they have drifted from the Lord, I have so much hope that Jesus will call them back. He made it rain for me once, and I know He will do it again. If we ask Jesus anything according to His will, it shall be done for us. It is not His will for anyone to perish....I remind Him of this often.

Thank you Jesus! Praise Your Holy precious name! You can soften anyones heart!

A couple more. Many years ago, we took a step of faith. We felt the Lord prompt us to give the last of what was in our bank account to Him. Our children were very young, we didn't have anything left for groceries. Nobody knew we gave everything we had. A couple days later a dear sister in Christ showed up at our door....she was a single mother on food stamps. She had tears in her eyes and said the Lord strongly urged her to buy our family groceries. Everything she bought were the exact items our family would eat. It was so humbling to see how the Lord worked, using a single mother on food stamps to bless our family! Jesus is so good. He will always take care of us no matter what. We have never begged for bread, nor have we gone without anything....in the good and the bad, Jesus has always provided for our needs no matter what, even when I blew it, running from God in a back slidden condition, He still took care of me and made provisions every step of the way!

The story of the prodigal son is so close to my heart! No matter how hard you may fall, when you truly repent, humble yourself and turn back to Jesus....He will rejoice when one comes home. Where would all of us be without His mercy and grace? Most of my life was as a prodigal, but 3 years ago I returned to my Savior and will not look back. Praise God. It's too long a story to share, but Jesus knew I'd come back. I turned away from God because of being hurt/betrayed and not understanding what it meant to carry my cross daily....I had religion more than a true relationship with Jesus.

Don't ever give up on your family or friends no matter how impossible it may seem....no matter how hard their hearts may be. The Lord softened mine, it was very hard and bitter. It brings tears to my eyes to see how much He has softened my heart over the last few years. That is truly a miracle. I'm still learning, growing, and maturing, but this time....I'm getting to KNOW my precious Lord and Savior, learning to endure the trials, and counting it all joy. Never give up on people!