Lifelong Answered Prayer
My husband was my first "big" answered prayer. My pastor at the time was doing a series and he suggested writing a list of all the attributes you wanted in a spouse. He said to go into as much detail as you want. I took him up on this. My list had physical attributes, emotional requirements ... I even went as far as to put down a minimum yearly income amount that I wanted him to have. Within a year of praying, I was introduced to him. He met every single item on my list. I was beyond blown away. -KE, 47, Married 8 years, Mom of 2 daughters
Peace Beyond Understanding
When I went through my divorce, I was so hurt. I thought I would never be happy again. One day, I saw the other woman who had been involved with my husband. I called her by name, and she turned to look at me. I told her if I had ever done anything to hurt her, I was sorry. She looked at me and didn’t know how to respond. After that encounter, I was at peace. I was able to go on with my life and be happy again. Happier than ever before. A lot of people will not understand why I told her this because she was the one who was wrong; however, this was what the Lord told me to do, and it brought healing to me.
-AVW, 74, Married 44 years, Mom of 2 grown sons and 1 daughter, and 2 precious fur babies
Parental Peace, Answered Prayers
God has certainly shown up and showed out on many occasions in my life, but a testimony I can share with parents who are dealing with a rebellious child is that you cannot control their actions. You can pray for them, intercede for them, believe for them, and love them unconditionally, but it is all in God's will and His timeline. I am a control freak, so learning how to truly give it over to God and WAIT (a word we hate) I was able to let God do His thing and work in my son's life. It was heartbreaking to watch the road he was traveling down and the decisions he was making, but I had to let him get to a place that he (my son) chose to run to God and away from the rebellious lifestyle. Stormie O'Martien has a book, The Power of Prayers For Your Adult Child, that I would highly recommend reading to anyone who has grown children. In fact, it is great for reading while they are a teenager too. I have read the book at least 5 times and share it with anyone and everyone!! It truly is an amazing read. So many times I felt hopeless, numb, angry, sad, all the emotions, and I wanted to pray but had no words to say. At the end of each chapter, there is a prayer written for you to say. They are perfect! In those times, I couldn't find the words it's like Stormie knew exactly what needed to be prayed for at that time. God is good ALL the time...so remember that you are going through the storm as you are going THROUGH the storm! Find rest in Him and leave the rest TO HIM.
-Sheri, 50 years old, Married 30 years, 3 grown sons
Inexplicable Protection
There are so many times where God has shown up for me; however, I would like to share how, in 2002, I was involved in a head-on collision by someone who was recklessly driving. I was waiting to turn left, and the car crossed over the line and immediately came heading directly in front of me. I could not go anywhere as there were cars going beside me on the other side. As I saw the headlights getting closer and closer, I cried out, "Jesus, help me!" and without being too detailed, I will say that He did exactly that. The car not only hit me going more than 40 mph, but continued to push me inside the car down into a ditch and the car sped off. I was able to jump out of the car with nothing but a few burns from the airbags, but nothing more. The first responders that were called to the scene were amazed that the motor had not been pushed in no more than it was as they stated, "the motor could have easily been inside the car with you." All I will say is, "BUT GOD!" God kept me and I was able to celebrate my daughter's first birthday the next day!
-Kim, 45, Married 29 years, Mom of 3 grown daughters, and one precious fur baby, Children's book author
God's Answer Was to Let My Husband Lead
Our daughter had turned three, and we knew we wanted to buy a new home. We weren’t sure what area we wanted to live in, but we wanted our baby girl to stay at the school from kindergarten through fifth grade. Our son would be starting in a new middle school at this time, so our house hunt began. I researched the top academic and arts schools and landed on the area I believed was best for our children. My husband agreed. However, we could not agree on a house we both loved.
One evening, my husband hit me with what I considered an outrageous idea. “How about moving to another city?”
I didn’t even want to discuss it. I’d never want to live there. I didn’t want our kids to go to those schools. There is nothing appealing about the place. And to top it off, his uncle was selling his house. I definitely didn’t want an older home. I didn’t care that we would be getting it for an incredible price. I continued my daily search for a newer home that we could agree on in our current city. After a few more months, my husband presented the proposal of buying his uncle’s house again. This time, we weighed pros and cons. We’d be closer to my parents, which was a pro. I didn’t know anyone in the school district to provide me with personal insight, which was a big con. We continued with the list until it was leaning heavily in the cons side. I could tell my husband really wanted this house.
That night, I humbled myself before God. I prayed that He would give me a sign on what to do. I was hoping for an answer on how to tell my husband that this wasn’t the house for us.
Instead, I was clearly reminded that my husband is the head of our marriage. He clearly loves and trusts God. He’s the primary provider for our household. He shows his love for me daily. I would honor him by trusting him.
Sounds sweet, but this was hard! I decided that as long as we would immediately have a dishwasher installed and do other updates soon after, we should move forward. My husband was astonished! He asked every day after if I was sure. His eyes lit up when I told him I trust his leadership. I reminded him that he’s the head for a reason. I will never forget that smile he gave.
Our daughter was now four years old, and I was able to enjoy being at home with her for a year before she started kindergarten. Our son was enjoying his first year in middle school. A lot of the students were new, so it wasn’t a strange experience for him.
When our daughter started kindergarten, I was ready to start working again. I ran into her principal at a birthday party for a mutual friend’s child that our children were attending. He offered me a teaching job at the elementary school. After praying and talking to my husband, I accepted the position. I was able to work in close proximity to my children until they each graduated. Our home is the home our children ‘s friends wanted to visit. Being only half a mile from the school means I am three minutes from work. My husband is fifteen minutes closer to his job as well.
I never imagined loving the old house we bought as much as I do. It is truly our special home, and I’m grateful that God led me to let my husband lead us here. -Stacy, Married, Mom of 1 son and 1 daughter
A Miracle by the Grace of God
About two years ago, my mom shot herself. She has been struggling with addiction for about six years now. She became an addict after a surgery. It was really hard on me because I had always been very close to my mom, and she had always been my person to go to. Right before she shot herself, I had thought that she was sober. We were starting to rebuild a relationship after several years of being estranged. We had just gone to Denver Downs with her and my dad, and the kids. The following week, my sister was out of the country, and I was in charge of taking care of my kids and hers. My dad called and I was really busy so I didn’t pick up. He left a voicemail and he was screaming in the voicemail so I called back immediately and he told me that she had shot herself. Her blood alcohol level was astronomical when she got to the hospital. I remember thinking… Today is the day that I’ll lose my mom for good on this earth. I gathered myself together and calmly made arrangements for all the children to be taken care of (I had five I was responsible for). I calmly asked my sister to make an international phone call. I explained to her what was going on and kept her on standby until I could get to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, there were police officers and crime scene tape everywhere. My dad had been taken in for questioning since it was a suspicious situation with them coming into the ER with a gunshot wound. I immediately left to go see my mother. I only got a glimpse of her as they rolled her back into surgery. There was an EMT who had his hand inside of her body holding pressure and she was as white as the sheets she was laying on. I just knew that was the last time I would ever see her. I later found out she lost 40% of her blood, and she almost lost her large intestine completely. We waited around for several hours and when we finally were able to see her, I just remember thinking I can’t believe that God allowed me another chance to see her again. She had 45 staples from the top of her diaphragm all the way down her pelvis, where they had to open her up. However, she was alive and by the grace of God she was not severely disabled. She has made a full recovery. We spent the next several weeks getting her help and trying our best to support her. Even with the ups and downs I still face with her, I am always so thankful that God came through when I didn’t think there was any way he could. -MM, 35, Married 12 years, Mom of 3
What Did I Do To Deserve This?
I remember going in for tests when I started having symptoms that concerned me, then reading the doctor’s report stating I had been diagnosed with cancer and thinking, “WHAT? NO WAY! WHY?” I felt I had been faithful to God my entire life. What did I do to deserve this?
Initially, I felt so defeated, like I had lost a big game. My world was spinning. As soon as I prayed, God started opening doors for me.
For those of you who live here, and that’s all of you, you know in a small town like BELTON, everyone knows just about everybody. A good example of that is one of my friends at FBC, Ashley Burriss, who works as a cancer nurse practitioner and is a Belton native, too, heard about my diagnosis in two hours. It’s through Ashley that I met my current doctor, Dr. Bolemon, who specializes in Lung Cancer. Ashley asked him to make a special appointment to meet me the next day. You’re probably not aware of how amazing it is to get an appointment the next day with a cancer doctor (because they are so busy), but that is unheard of.
Matthew 6:31-33, “Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the Gentiles strive after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be added unto you.” God was reminding me that He had me in the palm of His hand and was guiding me. I needed to trust him with all my heart and let go of my control. He is the Potter and we are His clay, and just like the clay must trust the work of the Potter, God wanted me to trust Him in this moment.
Chemotherapy treatments can be difficult and make many people feel sick. But God was very good to me. My initial treatments weren’t too bad. Yes, I was tired for a few days, but I really didn’t have a lot of sickness. I started to lose some of my hair, and I started praying to God to let me keep my hair. As you can see, He answered my prayer. 😊 That’s the power of prayer. God may not give us everything we ask for, but He gives us what we need.
Today, I’m still receiving treatments for cancer, but here I am, sharing my testimony with you now.
If you met me on the street and didn’t know my story, would you think I had cancer? Give them a moment to answer. But that shows us the goodness of God. I mentioned earlier that I might be on your prayer list. Prayer is one of the many gifts God gave to us. Please keep praying for me and my family. But beyond my personal story, I want to leave each of you with something to think about today. First, I pray that you and your loved ones never have to deal with cancer. But if you do, know that you have a God who is bigger than cancer. But second, I want to remind you that things that happen to us don’t have to define us. As we put God first in our lives, we get to define what happens to us! Bad things happen all the time in life. It’s how we respond to these circumstances that defines us. For me, when I was diagnosed with cancer, I determined to put on the whole armor of God and said, ‘Let’s Do This.’ Just like David facing the Giant Goliath, I am facing my giant, Cancer.
-Mitzi, Married 30+ years, Mom of 1 son