How He is moving

My mother-in-law was cold to the gospel for 40 years. Two weeks before she died, she asked me to tell her again what I believed. She prayed with me that afternoon.

My son walked out at 17 and I did not see him for six years. Last Christmas he showed up at the door, apologized for everything, and asked to come to church with us the next Sunday. He now leads worship at a college mini

Payday was still three days off and the fridge was bare. A neighbor knocked with a full delivery of groceries. She said she had a strong sense to double what she bought that week and give the second cart to us. She did n

I was hooked on opioids for over a decade. Rehab after rehab. My family stopped believing me. I ended up at a Christian recovery house I could not really afford, and something broke in me during a worship night three wee

My wife went back to nursing school in her forties. Money was going to be tight. Two scholarships we did not apply for landed in her lap. She graduates next spring debt-free.

My electric was about to be shut off. Someone paid it that afternoon. I still do not know who. The Lord knows.

My kidneys were failing and I was being scheduled for dialysis. Two months of daily prayer with my wife and my labs came back in the normal range. My nephrologist called it a strange gift.

I dabbled in things I should not have as a teenager and it followed me into adulthood. Real prayer ministry and repentance broke every last piece of that off me.

My sister mocked my faith for decades. During a hard season she started reading a Bible I gave her ten years ago. She called me one night crying and said she gets it now.

I started a small business and committed to honoring God. He has opened doors I never expected.

I prayed for my husband for 22 years. He came to Christ last spring during a men's retreat a coworker invited him to. I still cannot quite believe it and yet I always knew God would do it.

I prayed for my ex-husband for years for our kids' sake. He gave his life to the Lord last year at 51. He is a different father now. Our kids get to see it.

I ended up in prison at 29 for choices I made when I was running from God. A chaplain gave me a Bible and asked me to read the Gospel of John. By page three I was crying. I got out three years later a different man. I am

Someone hurt me and my family in ways I did not think I could ever forgive. The Lord walked me through it slowly, over years. I finally did. It set me free more than it set them free.

I was in a high-control group for eleven years. Leaving was terrifying. The Lord met me in the wilderness of exit and slowly rebuilt my understanding of who He actually is. He is nothing like what I was taught.

I struggled with depression from my teens into my forties. I did not expect God to heal it. Through a combination of counseling, medication managed by doctors, and a season of deep prayer, He lifted it. I still take care

We had not spoken in 5 years. I forgave her in my heart and reached out. We are best friends again.

I had been out of work for nine months and had one week of savings left. I applied for one more job on a Monday, interviewed Tuesday, and had an offer with a signing bonus by Thursday. The Lord waited until the very end

I was raised by two academics who taught me that religion was a crutch for people who could not think for themselves. By college I was the guy at the party who would corner a Christian and pick apart every belief they ha

I lost hearing in my left ear two years ago after a bad infection. Every specialist said it was permanent nerve damage. Our small group prayed over me one Wednesday night in October and I heard a ringing, and then I hear

I was diagnosed with an autoimmune condition in my late twenties and had daily symptoms for years. I got serious about prayer, community, and forgiveness in a season the Lord led me into. My last two rounds of labs came

I was working two jobs and never home. I prayed for one job that would cover us. Within a month I was offered a role that pays more than both combined and has normal hours.

We were signing papers. I begged for one more shot. God met us both. Six years later we lead a marriage class at church.

I had spinning episodes for over a year that no medication touched. Our home group prayed on a Thursday and I woke up Friday without a single episode. Six months in, still gone.

My husband had an affair and I filed for divorce. Something in me said to wait. He surrendered his life to Christ during our separation. We have been in counseling for two years and our marriage is now healthier than it

I read the Bible for years without much of it landing. In a season of desperation I picked it up again and every page felt written to me. The Holy Spirit is a real teacher.

A legal fight we did not start and could not afford was resolved fully in our favor. Our lawyer was surprised. We were not.

Facing false charges, we prayed and trusted. The case was dismissed. The Lord is my defense.

I was raised Muslim in a strict household. I began having dreams of a man in white who called me by name and said He was the way. My family disowned me when I told them. Jesus has been more than enough.

After burnout, God has taught me how to actually take a day off. My family notices. My work has not suffered. I have.