I just had a prayer answered in such a random and unbelievable way and it's was so encouraging to see how God works. Tell me your stories, please.
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We prayed for bunkbeds.  We had no money and lots of kids in our small house.  The next day someone asked us if we wanted their old bunk beds.\n\nGod didn't always answer our prayers like that...but when we were very poor...He often worked like that with us.
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Yes, prayer and faith have helped me. I was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes at the age of 15. The doctors believed that I had been born with this disease, because as a child I would get hurt and I would end up having bruises and cuts that would not heal normally. It would take a lot longer than usual.\nTo make a long story short one sunday night I went to church and had the elders of the church to pray for me. I was expecting a miracle. I had enough faith that I knew God would heal me. I wanted him to heal me of my diabetes.\nThe following week I had went to my regular doctor to have blood work done. The test he said would take around 2-3 days to come back. When they did finally come back he said it was like I never even had diabetes. I was healed. \nNeedless to say I was so amazed that faith had healed me. That is the first time that I had realized that God was real and that prayer and faith really did work.\nNo one can tell me that God doesn't perform miracles. Cause I now know that God can do anything he wants to and if I have enough faith he will move in my life.
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One thing that it was tough for me to swallow as a Christian was that He does answer my prayers.  Every single one of them.  Sometimes I have to pray about something multiple times, and a lot of the time I have to adjust to the answer He gives me, but there is an answer.  I was unable to see that for a long time... well, until I truly believed, in fact.  It's funny that this is also one of the things that solidified my faith.\n\nBut many non-believers expect it to be sort of like Bill Cosby's Noah skit; that you'll be sitting around one day and you'll hear this big booming voice go, "Noah!", or that when you have a question, you can yell up there, "Hey God!  What's a cubit?" and get an immediate and clear answer that's obvious.  It just doesn't work that way.
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That God answered my prayer, and through miracles, dreams, visions, and words, brought me my husband from 500 miles away.  A man who knows God, loves God, lives for God.  A man who seeks God with all his heart, all his soul, and all his strength. \n\nGod gave me dreams to tell me about this man in advance.  God is real and awesome and dynamic and so beautiful.  He came after me and made me a new spirit.  He came after a man and made him a new spirit.  Then through his great miracles he put us together.\n\nPraise you God, for your glory, your love, and your power and strength.  Praise you, God, in times of pain.  Praise you for who you are.  Let your will be done.
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Yes, there is God and YES I have SEEN him. I saw him in the eyes of my son, the second he was born. Then I saw God again on the day that very same son hung himself in our backyard. God was there as I struggled to hold my son up with one arm and to reach above his head to untie the knot from the post with my other. God was there as I screamed for someone to help me. God stood beside me as I did CPR on my 14 year old son's lifeless body for 10 minutes until the paramedics arrived. I also saw God in the eyes of the Life Flight nurse that told me and my wife that we couldn't go with him on the helicopter but that she wouldn't leave his side until we got there. When we got to the hospital... there was God holding my son's hand. Before we left for the hospital I made a frantic call to my sunday school teacher and said we were going to the hospital and that my son was hurt badly. We live a major city with a major medical center. There are about 12 different hospitals in a 5 mile radius. When I finally walked into the emergency room waiting area, again God was there and so was my sunday school teacher. The Drs. told us that my son wasn't brain dead but they could tell how bad the damage was until he regained consciousness, if he ever did, I saw God in my wife's eyes at 3:25 am when the nurse came out into the ICU waiting area some 18 hours after this ordeal had begun and said that my son was waking up. And God was there in my son's hospital room when he opened his eyes at 3:38 am bewildered, confused, unable to talk because of the intabation tube in his throat and very scared. \n\nI will tell you this so that here is no question in anyone's mind for all eternity. On that day... in that room ... I SAW GOD IN THE EYES OF MY SON..... AGAIN. \n\nON THAT DAY I WITNESSED A MIRACLE.\n\nmy son was dead. I checked for a pulse there was none. I gave him CPR alone for at least 7-8 minutes before the para's got there. My son has no memory of what happened. Even the Drs. were amazed that he didn't have even the slightest amount of lasting ropeburn on his neck, other than what looked like a sunburn.  \n\nHave I seen God? I see him every morning at the breakfast table. and I love him more than anything else in this world.
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Dude, that was awesome. Thanks for the laugh!!!! If that "pastor" had a church and you came and did not convert, he would "bust a cap in your ass for the lord!! beeatch"
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A miracle, I will pray for you :)
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yes.. of course! keep on prayin and give God a chance!
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True Story: \n\nI was in the basement f'ing around with a television I got out of a dumpster when I literally electrocuted myself. I fell to the ground and could not move. \n\nI prayed to God that my wife upstairs would come find me. \n\nI heard footsteps upstairs... She was headed to the basement door! I could see her shadow approaching it.\n\nI started to thank God for answering my prayer when my wife said: "No wonder it's so cold up here! Shut the God Damn Door!" and she slammed it shut.\n\nAnd I continued to lay there.
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I was invited a mate's baptism and the testimonies I heard there made me think,'These people really think they actually know Jesus.' Something about the peace they had made me cry. When the pastor brought a message about people of the world seeking answers through drink, drugs, sex and anti-depressants it struck a nerve because I was on anti-depressants at the time. He asked if anyone who would like to be blessed by Jesus would raise their hand and when I did I was instantly baptised in the Holy Spirit. In the course of 2 hours or so I went from being a sceptic to being a child of God......
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I suppose I am guilty of the desperation prayers: "Please, please, please save my wretched *ss THIS time, and I'll never do this again! Never, never, never!"  :-))\n\nBut That Which Is always...IS. Throughout the day, my heart rises spontaneously in thanksgiving and gratitude, for my luck (Oh! No, no, no! That is ANOTHER question!)  :-)) For what I have been given, for all that I have, for the very good people who love me, for the incredible, sustaining beauty of the natural world.\n\nSometimes I am not sure to Whom I am praying, but my heart rises, anyway!\n\nThe only serious (the save-my-butt stuff isn't really serious, in my opinion) prayers I say are to ask for knowledge of God's will, and the power to carry it out.\n\nSometimes I toss in a request for strength, and understanding.
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My Dads sermon last night was about how prayer changes things.The fact that you have asked for prayer shows that you believe that God is able to answer those prayers.Hold on to that faith,God is very concerned about you.Keep looking past the problem and to the solution.God is the solution.My heart goes out to you.Jesus is the answer.
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god... i can totally relate. ive got a friend who's got cancer and i don't know what to do at first. but then i realized that i didn't to do anything because just being there to comfort and stay with him is enough. and always never forget to pray... miracles do happen.
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At one point in my life I was really depressed. i'm talking clinical depression here, the kind you get when the chemicals in your brain get mixed up. i was a Christian at this point, but had been drifting away from God.\nanyway, i was standing by my window one day. at this point i was closer to committing suicide then i had ever been, and was contemplating the action right then. as i stood there, i suddenly felt this overwhelming prescence.\ni can't really describe what happened next, (it's too personal) but God came to me. i spent some time in prayer, just pouring out my heart. when i left my room, i felt like a completely different person. everything literally looked brighter.\n5 years later, i'm still following the Lord and couldn't be happier. i really believe that God saved my life that day, both spiritually and physically.
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absolutely prayer changed everything for me on several occasions.  There have been times when I couldn't find a solution to a problem on my own and by praying about it I found the solution.  I have felt so sinful and then prayed to the God of my understanding and found redemption and forgiveness.  I can feel anxious about something and pray about it and find relief.
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The prayer's so powerful. You just have to have faith when you pray. Our prayer's always heard by God. He never forgotten nor ignore us. Things just don't happen right away. God let things to happen according to His plans and not according to our own will. Sometimes, you'll be surprised cuz He'll give you better and bigger than what you've asked for.
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Christ saved my soul for one!...  Thank you Jesus.\n\nThree years ago he healed me of epilepsy.  \n\nWhen my daughter was two years old we were getting ready to go out and I just put her in the tub, seconds later I heard her screaming from the next room.  I was only away from her for a moment.  I ran to her and her face was covered in blood.  She had cut her lip up really bad and laid it open with a razor. I jerked her out of the tub and placed a towel over her face and began praying in the spirit for healing. I didn't even think of taking her to the E.R.  God just took over. I'm not sure how long I prayed but after a while I felt this perfect peace and removed the towel.  Her lip was perfectly new, not a spot of blood.  PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!...