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PennEd

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I know we're not to live by our feelings but by what we believe, but sometimes, INCREDIBLE times, those 2 things merge in a way that is so special, that all I want to do is stay exactly in that moment. Does anybody else think and feel this way? And if so can you give a story about those times? Thanks sisters and brothers for your daily encouragement!
 
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We used to do this at Youth group on Wednesday nights -- share God Moments!

Good stuff, PennEd
 

PennEd

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We used to do this at Youth group on Wednesday nights -- share God Moments!

Good stuff, PennEd
Thanks brother. I look back on some of the most awful times in my life and God has shown me that He was there, literally holding me up, and even though I wasn't faithful to Him, He was/is ALWAYS faithful to me. Praise Jesus!
 

Grandpa

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I was at church yesterday and they were handing out palm leaves.

I didn't really want one so I avoided the people giving them out. I didn't exactly know why at the time.

So I sat down and opened my bible. I had a bookmark in Revelations. So I started reading. And I came to this...

Revelation 7:9-10
[SUP]9 [/SUP]After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands;
[SUP]10 [/SUP]And cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.

After reading this I was having second thoughts about getting a palm leaf... Why didn't I get one of those palm leaves, Lord?

Am I not included?

Men can't give to you what I give you...

Oh yeah...
 

PennEd

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I was at church yesterday and they were handing out palm leaves.

I didn't really want one so I avoided the people giving them out. I didn't exactly know why at the time.

So I sat down and opened my bible. I had a bookmark in Revelations. So I started reading. And I came to this...

Revelation 7:9-10
[SUP]9 [/SUP]After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands;
[SUP]10 [/SUP]And cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.

After reading this I was having second thoughts about getting a palm leaf... Why didn't I get one of those palm leaves, Lord?

Am I not included?

Men can't give to you what I give you...

Oh yeah...
Wonderful story Grandpa! I love it even more when what the enemy thinks is a weapon against us is shown as Grace by our loving Father.
 
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I know we're not to live by our feelings but by what we believe, but sometimes, INCREDIBLE times, those 2 things merge in a way that is so special, that all I want to do is stay exactly in that moment. Does anybody else think and feel this way? And if so can you give a story about those times? Thanks sisters and brothers for your daily encouragement!
Two recent God moments:
The Flower.
Hubby had a heart attack and wasn't expected to live. He was sent to a hospital in Philadelphia's University City. Might as well call it Hospital City, because there are more hospitals there than universities. I'm from South Jersey, but moved into the city in 1991.

New Jersey -- small state on a peninsula. If I got lost but kept driving, eventually I'd see the Atlantic Ocean, the Delaware Bay, the Delaware River, or a sign that says, "Welcome to New York." I'd be able to figure out which way to go home.

Now, living in Philadelphia, if I get lost, the Mississippi River might be my first sign of which wrong way I'm going. So, it still scares me driving over here.

University City. The most convoluted of all convoluted places in the city! (I have to drive around three sides of a block to get to the next corner to pull into the parking lot where I visit hubby now. I can see it at the first turn away from it.) Nothing but crowded places on top of crowded places divided by a river and expressway. (Both named The Schuylkill.) I felt lost without hubby. I felt more lost going around with hundreds of strangers around me rushing off to do whatever they were doing in that area, and buildings all so tall, I felt like an ant.

Jersey Girl, so when I feel like that I look for trees, grass, some form of God-made, not man-made. And I found it. A tiny pocket garden on top of marble enclosure between two hospitals -- the Children's Hospital and U. of Penn. Hospital. (Also across the street from Pearlman's Cancer Center.) Two five-foot high willow trees surrounded by ground covering and bordered by pansies.

It was Thanksgiving and then Christmas season. I know that ground cover. Lots of it, and it has tiny little purplish-blue flowers in September or October. I smoked on the marble wall specifically aimed at the vegetation, not the people scurrying by. One day I saw a little purple sticking out of the ground cover across the walk from me. (The pocket garden was divided by a walk, and the only place smokers could go for all three hospitals. lol) But something scary was happening with John, I was done my cig and had to rush back. Besides. It's the city, so probably trash.

Next day, I ended up in the exact same spot and saw it again. I went over to look at it.

Right there underneath huge buildings that made me feel like an ant, slightly away from throngs of people scurrying by and hiding out in ground cover was one tiny purplish-blue flower.

That was God telling me, "I see you. I am with you. Even in this crowd of humanity."

The Hallelujah Chorus.
Within that first month, John almost died from a heart attack, he was hooked up to a machine that took out all his blood, filtered it and then returned it for nine days, he got pneumonia, his kidneys stopped functioning (for a few days), and he had an infection so bad the doctor didn't think anyone could make it after what he went through. I'm thinking, "If he made it through that first night, he can make it through anything." But that's optimistic me thinking. I pulled into the parking garage below the Pearlman center asking God if he really would live or was I just getting my hopes up too high.

I first heard it on the elevator that took me to Pearlman's lobby. The Hallelujah Chorus from Handel's Messiah, but let's get real. The elevator had no Musiak and the lobby had no music. My ears were playing tricks on me. By the time we hit the lobby, I knew it really was what I thought it was. The choir was hitting the climax.

Sure enough -- a choir of high school kids, and man! They're good! I burst out crying, but with a big smile on my face.

God said, "I'm THAT God! No matter what happens, I'm THAT God."

I wanted to give them a good old fashioned woooooooooooooo when they finished, but you can't wooooo, while choking on tears.

On the way back to my car, I asked the Information Booth person where the choir came from. Back in the 1990's we belonged to a ragtag church, and one of the other members was a sweet teenage girl, who was a believer despite growing up with a heroin addict of a mom. Smart cookie! One of the smartest people I've ever met. And she lived with a good Christian foster family trying to adopt her. She was accepted into one of the first Magnet Schools in the city -- GAMP. That's where the choir was from. I wrote a thank you e-mail to the choir's director. The choir was from my part of the city too!
 

PennEd

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Two recent God moments:
The Flower.
Hubby had a heart attack and wasn't expected to live. He was sent to a hospital in Philadelphia's University City. Might as well call it Hospital City, because there are more hospitals there than universities. I'm from South Jersey, but moved into the city in 1991.

New Jersey -- small state on a peninsula. If I got lost but kept driving, eventually I'd see the Atlantic Ocean, the Delaware Bay, the Delaware River, or a sign that says, "Welcome to New York." I'd be able to figure out which way to go home.

Now, living in Philadelphia, if I get lost, the Mississippi River might be my first sign of which wrong way I'm going. So, it still scares me driving over here.

University City. The most convoluted of all convoluted places in the city! (I have to drive around three sides of a block to get to the next corner to pull into the parking lot where I visit hubby now. I can see it at the first turn away from it.) Nothing but crowded places on top of crowded places divided by a river and expressway. (Both named The Schuylkill.) I felt lost without hubby. I felt more lost going around with hundreds of strangers around me rushing off to do whatever they were doing in that area, and buildings all so tall, I felt like an ant.

Jersey Girl, so when I feel like that I look for trees, grass, some form of God-made, not man-made. And I found it. A tiny pocket garden on top of marble enclosure between two hospitals -- the Children's Hospital and U. of Penn. Hospital. (Also across the street from Pearlman's Cancer Center.) Two five-foot high willow trees surrounded by ground covering and bordered by pansies.

It was Thanksgiving and then Christmas season. I know that ground cover. Lots of it, and it has tiny little purplish-blue flowers in September or October. I smoked on the marble wall specifically aimed at the vegetation, not the people scurrying by. One day I saw a little purple sticking out of the ground cover across the walk from me. (The pocket garden was divided by a walk, and the only place smokers could go for all three hospitals. lol) But something scary was happening with John, I was done my cig and had to rush back. Besides. It's the city, so probably trash.

Next day, I ended up in the exact same spot and saw it again. I went over to look at it.

Right there underneath huge buildings that made me feel like an ant, slightly away from throngs of people scurrying by and hiding out in ground cover was one tiny purplish-blue flower.

That was God telling me, "I see you. I am with you. Even in this crowd of humanity."

The Hallelujah Chorus.
Within that first month, John almost died from a heart attack, he was hooked up to a machine that took out all his blood, filtered it and then returned it for nine days, he got pneumonia, his kidneys stopped functioning (for a few days), and he had an infection so bad the doctor didn't think anyone could make it after what he went through. I'm thinking, "If he made it through that first night, he can make it through anything." But that's optimistic me thinking. I pulled into the parking garage below the Pearlman center asking God if he really would live or was I just getting my hopes up too high.

I first heard it on the elevator that took me to Pearlman's lobby. The Hallelujah Chorus from Handel's Messiah, but let's get real. The elevator had no Musiak and the lobby had no music. My ears were playing tricks on me. By the time we hit the lobby, I knew it really was what I thought it was. The choir was hitting the climax.

Sure enough -- a choir of high school kids, and man! They're good! I burst out crying, but with a big smile on my face.

God said, "I'm THAT God! No matter what happens, I'm THAT God."

I wanted to give them a good old fashioned woooooooooooooo when they finished, but you can't wooooo, while choking on tears.

On the way back to my car, I asked the Information Booth person where the choir came from. Back in the 1990's we belonged to a ragtag church, and one of the other members was a sweet teenage girl, who was a believer despite growing up with a heroin addict of a mom. Smart cookie! One of the smartest people I've ever met. And she lived with a good Christian foster family trying to adopt her. She was accepted into one of the first Magnet Schools in the city -- GAMP. That's where the choir was from. I wrote a thank you e-mail to the choir's director. The choir was from my part of the city too!
Wow! Thanks for sharing that Lynn! Praying your husband is doing better. The Lord is soooo good!
 

PennEd

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I went on my 1st ever mission trip last year. A good friend, and brother in Christ, of mine went as well. He was still in deep pain over the suicide death of his son 6 months earlier.

Well we were going to sing at a Church there, even though we can't sing, and were trying to decide what song to sing. As we saw the mountains of the Dominican Republic go by we thought of "Mighty to save" by Hillsong United.
When we got to the Church, the Domincan brothers and sisters started to sing first. The VERY FIRST song they sang was...You guessed it! Mighty to save in Spanish! Afterward, the congregation put their hands on my friend and prayed for him. Awesome moment brought to us by the Great I AM!
 

PennEd

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Beautiful in any language.[video=youtube;DRaNrmJ3YJ0]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRaNrmJ3YJ0[/video]
 
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I tend to submerge myself in natural environments frequently and tend to come across 'coincidences' daily. One of the more memorable moments recently was when I was walking on a trail behind a dog park wearing a wolf hat that had pieces that came down into paws. The wind picked up so I clenched the hat, but the wind railed me another time and the hat blew off. I put it back on, because my ways and thoughts are not His, and a couple with a tough dog came up over the hill and the dog freaked out and viciously barked at me until I put the hat down. I found this to be a touching learning lesson about the truth of His ways and thoughts not being the same as my own and that I should trust Him even when I do not understand or see ahead.
 

Grandpa

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The Lord shows me stuff in advance like that, too.

I'm just beginning to learn to trust when He does that.

The hardest part is recognizing what the Lord is telling me.
 
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Grandpa,
I only tend to figure it out after the fact; I believe it should be this way because it builds trust in Him ??????
 

PennEd

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These stories warm my heart & soul. Thanks for sharing them!
 
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PeacefulWarrior

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These stories warm my heart & soul. Thanks for sharing them!
I hope this thread becomes popular.
It has the potential to become the best thread on the website!
 

PennEd

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I hope this thread becomes popular.
It has the potential to become the best thread on the website!

Very kind of you to say PW. Hearing believers God-moments is like an instant shot of joy in my arm!
 
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firework

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I am commenting for the sake of bumping this thread because it is a wonderful way for us to fellowship in a personal way and glorify God at the same time :-D Well worth keeping it going <3
 
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Miri

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There has been so many God moments in my life. Last year my aunt who a
I live with and care for, was really ill and it looked as if she would not live.
At home after visiting in hospital I was in deep despair and praying for a
way through all this. The TV was on low in the back ground, just at that moment.
a worship song came on the God channel.

The chorus was: everything will be alright. It's gonne be alright, it's gonna be ok.
I felt a burden just lift off me as tears streamed down my face.
 
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I know we're not to live by our feelings but by what we believe, but sometimes, INCREDIBLE times, those 2 things merge in a way that is so special, that all I want to do is stay exactly in that moment. Does anybody else think and feel this way? And if so can you give a story about those times? Thanks sisters and brothers for your daily encouragement!
I'm living the combination right now, Bro. God has set something up for His glory and it just so happens I'm relishing in the absolute joy of it all. Tell you more about it as everything unfolds. :cool:
 

Grandpa

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My grandmother passed away back in 2009.

So I prayed to the Lord. I asked Him to take extra good care of her because she was very important to me.

I heard him laugh and say "She's important to you"???

It made me feel dumb and good at the same time. Dumb that I was so self-thinking that it didn't occur to me how special she was to the Lord. And good that she was so special to the Lord...

Directly after this I put my ipod on shuffle and put the headphones in. The very first song that came on was "Finally Home" by MercyMe.

I never really liked that song before. But after that it always made me think of how the Lord is taking care of my grandma. Through that song the Lord told me that my grandma was where she always wanted to be.
 

PennEd

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I'm living the combination right now, Bro. God has set something up for His glory and it just so happens I'm relishing in the absolute joy of it all. Tell you more about it as everything unfolds. :cool:

Can't wait to hear brother.
God Bless you!