Share your stories where you knew God was listening or present.

[smile95]

My friend does not understand the power of God in my life. I told her it is hard to expalin.You have to feel it. She is Atheist. Can any of you share some of your stories, small or large, that you knew God was present or prayers were answered? Or maybe things happended to you and you knew God was watching over you?

 

Or...If you do not believe, why is it so hard to imagine that God does work in mysterious ways and is present in your life if you let him.

[tiki]

My son was four days old when my Husband (at the time) had to have heart surgery. He had been on constant IV antibiotics prior to that. His surgery was scheduled for my due date. The doctor induced my labor while they pulled out my Husband's pic line out of his arm, he was having it removed in preparation for surgery.

 

We spent two nights at the hospital after my son's birth, then one night at home as a family, then my Husband was off to the Hospital the next morning. He would have a 7-8 surgery the next day on his heart.

 

My mother and step-father helped me take care of my son, I needed to be there for my H. It was a real struggle.

 

I felt like the only way I made it through was with God. I needed all the serenity and sanity I could get. He gave it to me and we made it through the rough times. I definitely thank God!

 

Nice topic, btw.

[quankanne]

I can't say that I've not ever been aware of God in my life, he's always been a given, but, there is one time I felt Jesus physically present with me.

 

it was the morning of my mom's funeral, and because my husband and I had missed the rosary at the funeral home the night before, I wanted a chance to be alone with her before she was buried. I remember looking at the body, thinking what a wonderful job the funeral home did making it look a lot like how I always remembered her, and not as I last saw her. There was a kneeler before the casket, so I was on it praying, just staring at the crucifix above her body and talking to God.

 

although my prayers were mostly of gratitude, at one point, it hit me that there would never be anyone again in my life who'd love me the way my she did – we were very close friends on top of the mother-daughter relationship – that was the worst part of losing her. And that's when I felt it: a strong, close bear hug full of love and comfort.

 

when people would share how Jesus carried them through tough times, I always took it to mean they found solace in the idea of him, and never thought about it going any deeper. That morning, however, I finally realized that they meant he was really and truly there for them, because I'd experienced it myself.

[whynotme]

I can't pick 1 particular incedent,but I do know he has always been with me,expecially during my 6 years of a very abusive marriage.

I know this sounds silly to some but when ex-a**h*** would start beating on me I would feel no pain,it was like something was surronding me and helping me through it.

I finally got up enough strength and courage and left him and I thank GOD every day for that.

[Merin]

My Daughter was 10 months old and it was her first Easter..

She had seemed some what tired and not herself.. I took her upstairs with me and was holding her when her eyes locked and set, her body stiffened up and she stopped breathing.

 

I ran down the stairs with my lifeless child and screamed at her Dad to call 911

They arrived at my house probably within minutes that seemed like an eternity..

 

My baby laying in my lap while medics worked on her.. I was crying and begging God not to take my baby.

 

I still cry to this day when I think about it...

 

My daughter had a seizure and had about 4 more after that time... we went by ambulance to the hospital on Easter Morning and spent the day there...

 

My Girl is a happy healthy 4 year old today.. and yes I Thank God..

[ConfusedInOC]

Once I was riding my motorcycle when I was maybe 20 years old. I was trying to catch up to some friends and hit a freeway overpass too fast. I had to lean over as hard as I could to keep from going over. My tires were squealing and the bike was "hopping" towards the guard rail. It was a long drop if I hit it and flew over. I just remember praying to God and the next thing I knew I had missed the rail by inches....and though I was riding on dust and dirt the bike did not slip an inch.

 

Only God's intervention saved me.

 

God is awesome.

[Moose]

There isn't room on this entire forum for me to write out it all out!

[Pocky]

Back when I believed in God..

 

When I was twelve years old I was having difficulties managing my diabetes. My father would attend my three-month doctor visits with me and every time we'd leave he'd express his disappointment in how poorly I was taking care of my diabetes. The next time it came close to my three-month appointment, I starting praying every day for God to make my test results come back 8.3. I prayed and prayed and prayed! When we went to the doctors office, he read the results - 8.3.

 

 

It affects me, but not having a belief in God, I'm not sure exactly how it affects me. One day I may find the answer.

[quankanne]

God is awesome

 

oh yes, indeedy!!!!

[tanbark813]

One time I was at Raging Waters and this big-t!tted girl in a bikini was careening down the waterslide. I was like, "For the love of God, please let her top fall off". Then she hit the water and *BAM*, an explosion of spandex and milky white flesh glimmered in the sunlight and my prayers were answered.

 

God must be a boob man.

[Pocky]

Originally posted by tanbark813

One time I was at Raging Waters and this big-t!tted girl in a bikini was careening down the waterslide. I was like, "For the love of God, please let her top fall off". Then she hit the water and *BAM*, an explosion of spandex and milky white flesh glimmered in the sunlight and my prayers were answered.

 

God must be a boob man.

 

Heh. Or a Lesbian.

[Marshbear]

I was eating a chicken sandwich and I started choking. I had this lump in my throat and it would not go up or down. I didn't know what to do. I tried jumping up and down trying to dislodge it but nothing worked. I finally just said " God help me". As soon as I said these words the lump in my throat went down.

 

Yes, God is amazing....

[tanbark813]

Originally posted by Pocky

Heh. Or a Lesbian.

 

That too. Hopefully she's a pretty lesbian and not one of those butch dykes.

[moimeme]

Hopefully she's a pretty lesbian and not one of those butch dykes.

 

You are SO looking to be smote!

[tanbark813]

Originally posted by moimeme

You are SO looking to be smote!

 

 

If there is a God and he/she lacks a sense of humor then I am pretty much done for.

[ConfusedInOC]

Originally posted by tanbark813

 

If there is a God and he/she lacks a sense of humor then I am pretty much done for.

 

Have you ever seen a Platapus?!

 

God does indeed have a sense of humor.

[Humbledog]

Originally posted by tanbark813

 

If there is a God and he/she lacks a sense of humor then I am pretty much done for.

 

 

If she's a lesbian , your definitley done for!!!

[Freewill]

The preacher had preached about what it was like for him when he was under the conviction of the spirit. He prayed, "Lord, if that's you wanting me to get saved, make the house pop three times." but the house never popped. So he prayed, "Lord, if that's really you speaking to my heart, let the lights flicker three times." but the lights never flickered. But the sermon went on, and the Preacher said that he came to God any way, because you have to come by faith, and not because God gives you a sign.

 

I was up late after that sermon, and I said to God, "That precher needed too much proof! Lord, I'd be satisfied with one flicker of the lights." but as soon as I said it, I realized that I'd believe in God no matter if the lights flickered or not, so I said, "That's ok, Lord, I know that you're there."

 

At that exact moment, the heater came on, and the power surge of the heat pump caused the lights to dim a little bit and then came back bright.

 

And that caused my heart to jump for joy

[FolderWife]

Just the other night, my husband and I were just getting on each other's last nerve, and we kept hurting each other with our words. So I prayed hard for God to save our marriage, and to help us get along...and I knew he was listening.

 

The next day, my husband and I were still fighting. But somehow, I came to have a happy heart, and I approached my husband with love. He apologized for the way he'd been acting, and we ended up getting into a heartfelt discussion, wherein he told me something that made me so happy that I cried in his arms.

 

And we've been getting along perfect ever since

 

Now that I mention it, everything I've ever asked God for, he's given it to me.

 

EXCEPT the other night I was bleaching my hair, and I kept praying that it would turn out fantastic...well...it turned out aweful I knew he was listening, but I think his sense of humor kicked in

 

but I know he loves me, and I still love him

[Mostess]

I love the story my husband tells me of the day we first met. It was Valentines day. He was driving along in his delivery truck, and he prayed for God to send him his wife.

 

That day, we saw each other for the first time.

[Auz]

My gf and I were driving along the road one day, when 'Are you gonna go my way' by Lenny Kravitz came on the radio. Ive like this song for a while, but I never realised it was about Jesus and Faith until she explained it to me then. (Listen to the lyrics if you dont believe me!). So the next day, I was driving home from her place, and I started thinking about the song, and how I wish I could hear it again in its entirety to listen to all the words. Then I got this urge to turn the radio on, randomly changed it to one of the preset rocknroll stations..and you guessed it..the song was just starting to play....I refuse to believe it was pure coincidence

 

Its not a big emotional experience, but one I enjoyed immensely:)

 

Auz

[SummerRae]

Originally posted by Auz

My gf and I were driving along the road one day, when 'Are you gonna go my way' by Lenny Kravitz came on the radio. Ive like this song for a while, but I never realised it was about Jesus and Faith until she explained it to me then. (Listen to the lyrics if you dont believe me!). So the next day, I was driving home from her place, and I started thinking about the song, and how I wish I could hear it again in its entirety to listen to all the words. Then I got this urge to turn the radio on, randomly changed it to one of the preset rocknroll stations..and you guessed it..the song was just starting to play....I refuse to believe it was pure coincidence

 

Its not a big emotional experience, but one I enjoyed immensely:)

 

Auz

 

That's sooo cool! I totally get moments like that all the time and it's those little synchronicities that make me believe that EXACTLY where we are is where we are SUPPOSED to be. (ie. God's will).

 

I have these amazing little experiences of meeting people at just the right times, saying just the right things, and then I KNOW that it could not happen if there was no God.

 

I believe that Synchronicity (or Serendipity) is God's little way of saying we're on the right path. And when things start to go rough, God is steering us in his direction. Sometimes we like it, and sometimes we don't.

 

JMHO.

 

PS AND HELL YA, GOD HAS A SENSE OF HUMOUR. Have any of you read the book Conversations with God? Great read!

[niko1999]

I guess this is kind botha belief in guardian angels and in God. A few months ago I was driving down I95, and some as$ came into my lane(a four lane highway), and in order to avoid being hit by him, I jerked the car to the other side. Well, normally a little jerk like that wouldnt do any damage, but the tires on this car were HORRIBLE, and the car spun out, about four times, across the highway. Well, the whole time it was happening, I thought my life was going to end right then and there. Now, I95, its usually pretty busy, especially considering it runs the entire east coast from canada to the keys. Anyway, the car I was driving was a standard, and having just hit the brake and come to a complete stop, WITHOUT putting my foot on the clutch, as anyone knows who drives a standard, would stall the car out. After I stopped spinning around, I looked back(I was sideways looking at the other highway direction), waiting for a car to come careening into me. Well, not only was there this HUGE gap in traffic( I could see cars coming in the distance), but the car had not stalled. And I know I did NOT put my foot on the clutch, becuase I felt it sputter out as I spun around. But sure enough, when I went to start the car back up, the engine groaned in protest, becuase the engine was still running FINE! I had had a very dear friend of mine pass away a little over a year ago, and I truly believe both him and God were watching out for me, broke the traffic, and turned the car back on for me so I could get started back up again. So taht is my story of belief in God and divine intervention

[smile95]

Thanks for all of your posts! So nice to read all of them!

[rble618740]

I don't know if anyone will read this (it has been a few days since the last post).

 

A little less than a year ago, my husband and I were separated for about 2 1/2 months. I got a weird phone call from my mother-in-law during our separation. She works for a church conference and is VERY religious. She told me that God had impressed upon her that she should come spend a couple of days with me. She did. She spent three days sitting at my kitchen table writing what she called "quotes of strength." They were just little snippets she was pulling from inspirational books she had read about grace and strength in the face of hard times. She left on Thursday. My husband came home on Friday.

 

The next Tuesday morning, I awoke at about 4:30 with a horrible headache. I went to the bathroom to get an aspirin. When I got back in bed my husband asked if I was alright. I told him how bad my head was hurting. Then I said, "my cell phone is ringing." He said he didn't hear anything. My cell phone was in my purse in the living room (on the other side of the house). We use my cell phone for our home phone and thus had no "land line" in our home. When I went to my purse, my cell phone was ringing. It was my sister. When I picked up the phone I could hear her crying. I kept trying to get her to talk to me. Finally she told me that my mother had suffered a ruptured brain aneurysm and was being taken by helicopter to a trauma unit. My parents live in Pennsylvania and I live in North Carolina.

 

As I threw clothes in a bag, the flip book of inspirational quotes fell out of the laundry I'd moved from the dryer to my suitcase. I read it the entire way to Pennsylvania. Though I wondered if my mother would still be alive by the time I got to her, I felt very calm the whole way. I felt comfortable that my mother's situation was in God's hands. I do not think for a second that my mother-in-law's visit, the inspirational quotes, my husband coming home, my mom's successful brain surgery, and even the fact that I heard my cell phone to know what was going on - that stuff is not coincidental. God has intervened in my life in so many ways. This was just one undeniable instance.

 

God is good, all the time - all the time, God is good!