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"..somebody prayed for me!"

I knew Don had a temper even before I married him.

We had lived together 3 years, and our relationship surely had its share of ups and downs before I got pregnant and felt the need to have a father for my child. He had gotten angry and lashed out at me, but I loved him. Surely if he could see I was on his side he wouldn't hurt me.

My unborn child needed a father. I knew that since I had lived with 2 stepfathers that had never been truly involved with my life. Wouldn't it be better, be different, if it were their real child? He had been a great father to my daughter (2 years old when we met). He was involved in both our lives to such an extent that I couldn't imagine being without him.

We were married pretty much as the result of an ultimatum. We would either get married or dissolve the relationship. We had great times and we had rough times. Over the years 2 additional children were born.

I opened by own business, and life seemed overwhelming. We separated and reunited almost every year for 8 years. His rage seemed to intensify with each altercation, always followed by remorse and a vow to never do it again. WHAT HAD I GOTTEN MYSELF INTO?

My mom was at her wits end, begging me to dissolve this emotionally ravaging relationship. I told her every long lasting marriagehas its share of trials and tribulations. She never had the patience to endure a marriage that offered the least conflict (she was married 4 times) and could not understand this commitment.

Inside I felt like the world was closing in on me. I had lost all self respect. I couldn't tell anyone that Don had been cheating on me for years. Now with the money coming up short, I learned he was using drugs.

I had to end this -- but how? My children were still young. I told him how miserable I was. I was working long hours, I was afraid to have sex with him, and the money was just as erratic as our relationship.

I asked him to leave, and he said NO. He'd change for sure, so I swallowed hard and prayed harder asking the Lord to guide my way. We started going to church like a family. He stopped seeing the 'other woman' and returned to the agreed budgetary arrangements. Thank you Lord, you've been so good. Thank you for my family!

What happened then seemed to be like a miniseries. His father became seriously ill and died within a year. With no one to look over his shoulder (since his mom had died before we met) he seemed to say,'There is no one to stop me from doing whatever I want!'

I had become a diabetic, and gave up my stressful business, but my job still required long hours.

I found out he started cheating again, and he'd managed to get drugs through his "new friend". The last time we'd had a blowout altercation, I told him I'd leave forever if he ever hit me again...so what did he do? He took out all his frustration and beat my kids. THAT WAS IT !

I could deal with everything before, but this was more than I could bear. I decided to move at the end of the week. I was so broken up and emotionally torn, my body collapsed under the pressure. I ended up driving my car into a curb and fell unconscious. I woke up in the hospital, with my dear mom at my side. She told me how she'd prayed for me every night for the last 2 years. How she knew that the Lord would tell me what I should do.

The doctors wanted me to stay so they could monitor my condition, but I went home the next day and began packing all my things. My friends came over and helped me move all my belongings to a temporary residence. I took my children with me and ended my l8 year marriage that very same day.

I told the Lord I didn't know what he had in store for me, but I had total and complete faith in His will.

Within a month I found an apartment, and moved into my new residence. It was extremely difficult trying to rear the boys on my own. I was transferred within the company structure, and met the most wonderfully sensitive and loving man I have ever known. We've had our trying times, but we thanked God for each other and we prayed.

My mom wrapped her arms around me on my wedding day and said, "This is what I faithfully prayed for, and God has answered my prayer". She lead my husband to the Lord, and one year later left us here and went on to Glory!

I sit now in her seat in the choir stand and hopes she knows how much I love her, and how much I miss her. I thank God everyday that she prayed for me.

GOD LIVES- I love you Mommy!

My condition is serious now. The body is beginning to break down because I have no more fat or nutrient reserves. My diet consists mostly of vegetable broth, Gatorade and saltine crackers. I tried homemade bread a few weeks ago and ended up in the emergency room. I am in constant pain and have taken painkillers regularly. The severe diarrhea has continued for 7 weeks and I have been in the emergency room 5 times..In the last 3 days there have sharp pains in my kidneys, so they are running tests to see if my kidneys are infected. So far, 8 doctors have not been able to diagnose the parasites. One lab in Dallas thought they had a positive diagnosis (a rare parasite called cryptosporidium), but the Public Health Center of Control in Houston said it was an incorrect diagnosis. They have found 2 foreign agents, but no one has ever seen them before or can identify them.. One is a parasite and the other looks more like an amoeba..one of the effects of the parasites is to prevent my GI tract from absorbing nutrition. The CDC in Atlanta is 3-6 months behind, so they cannot help in time. My doctors are trying everyone else..They are in contact with one of the top infectious disease doctors in Thailand and several of the experts here in the states. I believe that the pictures of the parasites are to be passed around until someone can identity them. I am not doing well. I feel like I am in a very dark valley right now.. I have been praying for so long for help with no response, that I have become discouraged in prayer.. this is a first for me in my life. Michelle and my parents are being a tremendous support for me, but they are having a hard time seeing me suffer so much. My prayers now are very elemental "Father, save me!" But the pain continues each day and I continue to lose weight.. please pray not only for my body, but for my spirit. I have not known fear like this before.. I don't want to be fearful, and I don't need to be fearful because I am confident in my salvation. I think my fear is related more to the thought of not being with my wife and the new baby. This was the happiest time of my life before I became sick.


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Wouldn't it be better, be different, if it were their real child? He had been a great father to my daughter (2 years old when we met). He was involved in both our lives to such an extent that I couldn't imagine being without him. We were married pretty much as the result of an ultimatum. We would either get married or dissolve the relationship. We had great times and we had rough times. Over the years 2 additional children were born. I opened by own business, and life seemed overwhelming. We separated and reunited almost every year for 8 years. His rage seemed to intensify with each altercation, always followed by remorse and a vow to never do it again. WHAT HAD I GOTTEN MYSELF INTO? My mom was at her wits end, begging me to dissolve this emotionally ravaging relationship. I told her every long lasting marriagehas its share of trials and tribulations. She never had the patience to endure a marriage that offered the least conflict (she was married 4 times) and could not understand this commitment. Inside I felt like the world was closing in on me. I had lost all self respect. I couldn't tell anyone that Don had been cheating on me for years. Now with the money coming up short, I learned he was using drugs. I had to end this -- but how? My children were still young. I told him how miserable I was. I was working long hours, I was afraid to have sex with him, and the money was just as erratic as our relationship. I asked him to leave, and he said NO. He'd change for sure, so I swallowed hard and prayed harder asking the Lord to guide my way. We started going to church like a family. He stopped seeing the 'other woman' and returned to the agreed budgetary arrangements. Thank you Lord, you've been so good. Thank you for my family! What happened then seemed to be like a miniseries. His father became seriously ill and died within a year. With no one to look over his shoulder (since his mom had died before we met) he seemed to say,'There is no one to stop me from doing whatever I want!' I had become a diabetic, and gave up my stressful business, but my job still required long hours. I found out he started cheating again, and he'd managed to get drugs through his "new friend". The last time we'd had a blowout altercation, I told him I'd leave forever if he ever hit me again...so what did he do? He took out all his frustration and beat my kids. THAT WAS IT ! I could deal with everything before, but this was more than I could bear. I decided to move at the end of the week. I was so broken up and emotionally torn, my body collapsed under the pressure. I ended up driving my car into a curb and fell unconscious. I woke up in the hospital, with my dear mom at my side. She told me how she'd prayed for me every night for the last 2 years. How she knew that the Lord would tell me what I should do. The doctors wanted me to stay so they could monitor my condition, but I went home the next day and began packing all my things. My friends came over and helped me move all my belongings to a temporary residence. I took my children with me and ended my l8 year marriage that very same day. I told the Lord I didn't know what he had in store for me, but I had total and complete faith in His will. Within a month I found an apartment, and moved into my new residence. It was extremely difficult trying to rear the boys on my own. I was transferred within the company structure, and met the most wonderfully sensitive and loving man I have ever known. We've had our trying times, but we thanked God for each other and we prayed. My mom wrapped her arms around me on my wedding day and said, "This is what I faithfully prayed for, and God has answered my prayer". She lead my husband to the Lord, and one year later left us here and went on to Glory! I sit now in her seat in the choir stand and hopes she knows how much I love her, and how much I miss her. I thank God everyday that she prayed for me. GOD LIVES- I love you Mommy! back to top Mrs. Liesl Alexander Vicarage,Oakington Cambridgeshire,England. "Free To Live" EMail: gg38@dial.pipex.com My testimony is that I was healed from life locked up and certified in a high security wing of a psychiatric hospital, told I would never be allowed out. Today after jesus healed me on an escape from the hospital I am involved in Evangelism/healing and go out by invitation giving my testimony, and people come to the Lord through it. Liesl Alexander, Open Door Minsitries back to top EMail: eewtl@yahoo.com *Urgent Prayer Needed* Ezekiel David Allen is a young missionaryon the Chiang Mai,Thailand mission team. He is critically ill with an unknown parasite and apparently WILL DIE WITHIN TWO MONTHS unless there is an intervention by the Lord. Please help create a global blanket of prayer for David, Michelle and their 4 month olddaughter, Brianna.. From: David Allen My condition is serious now. The body is beginning to break down because I have no more fat or nutrient reserves. My diet consists mostly of vegetable broth, Gatorade and saltine crackers. I tried homemade bread a few weeks ago and ended up in the emergency room. I am in constant pain and have taken painkillers regularly. The severe diarrhea has continued for 7 weeks and I have been in the emergency room 5 times..In the last 3 days there have sharp pains in my kidneys, so they are running tests to see if my kidneys are infected. So far, 8 doctors have not been able to diagnose the parasites. One lab in Dallas thought they had a positive diagnosis (a rare parasite called cryptosporidium), but the Public Health Center of Control in Houston said it was an incorrect diagnosis. They have found 2 foreign agents, but no one has ever seen them before or can identify them.. One is a parasite and the other looks more like an amoeba..one of the effects of the parasites is to prevent my GI tract from absorbing nutrition. The CDC in Atlanta is 3-6 months behind, so they cannot help in time. My doctors are trying everyone else..They are in contact with one of the top infectious disease doctors in Thailand and several of the experts here in the states. I believe that the pictures of the parasites are to be passed around until someone can identity them. I am not doing well. I feel like I am in a very dark valley right now.. I have been praying for so long for help with no response, that I have become discouraged in prayer.. this is a first for me in my life. Michelle and my parents are being a tremendous support for me, but they are having a hard time seeing me suffer so much. My prayers now are very elemental "Father, save me!" But the pain continues each day and I continue to lose weight.. please pray not only for my body, but for my spirit. I have not known fear like this before.. I don't want to be fearful, and I don't need to be fearful because I am confident in my salvation. I think my fear is related more to the thought of not being with my wife and the new baby. This was the happiest time of my life before I became sick. David Allen We are encouraging everyone we know to lift up David and his family before the Lord of Lords. Please forward this message to those you think will join us in this global chain of prayer.. Thanks, INTERNATIONAL MISSION BOARD, SBC Southern Africa Regional Office PO Box A-614, Avondale Life is good because God IS.. PS: Please send this out to all your friends, sisters,brothers, and other relatives..I know our prayers are heard in Gods House by all here at CJ....... Love to all in Christ Bro Tony back to top Donna Anger Emmaus, PA EMail: dhammett@xc.org I Knew That Raising My Hand Was Not Enough To Get Me To Heaven My parents had always taken me and my twin sister to church. Then something happened, and we started attending a different church. This new church was even further from our home in New Britain, Pa. What had "happened"? As a small child, I wasn't sure. I remember only hearing my mom say she "had never heard this message in my old church". In this new church, the preacher talked about God, heaven, hell, sin, etc., and he read from the Bible a lot, too. As a six-year-old child, I had my own Bible and really liked this church. But, it bothered me when the preacher asked, "Do you know for sure if you are going to Heaven?" Of course, I wanted to go to Heaven. My sister told me that if I raised my hand when the preacher asked the question, then I'd go to Heaven. So, I raised my hand - but, deep down I knew there was more to it than that. How could raising my hand get me to Heaven? Even being raised in a Christian home did not seem to be enough. So, one September day in 1970, as mom was driving us to school, I started asking her questions. She pulled the car over to the side of the road and gave me answers from the Bible. At that point I saw that I didn't deserve Heaven, and I saw my personal need for Christ. I was only six-and-a-half years of age, but I knew I had sin, and that Christ had died in my place in order for me to have forgiveness. One Bible verse in particular sticks out in my memory. Mom quoted from the book of Romans, chapter 10, verse 13: For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved. I knew there was nothing I could do on my own to make myself right before God. So, there in the car, behind the New Britain Elementary School, I prayed and asked God to forgive me, and I accepted Him as my own Savior. From that day on, I no longer had to wonder whether I would be going to Heaven. I had come to God on the terms He set forth in the Bible and had accepted Him in a personal way. According to the Bible , I now had everlasting life and would someday go to be with God forever. I felt greatly relieved - I knew it was settled. At recess, I told my friend, Ann, what I had done. I was excited and wanted to share it. Now my Bible has become a treasure - God's Word right in my hands. Ever since that time, it has been my desire to please God with my life. He has done so much for me over the years. In 1981, I went to Bible College to study the Bible and, also, elementary education. It was there I met a young man from Hawaii. Tim and I were married in 1985. I enjoyed teaching school for a few years, until the birth of our first daughter. We now have four children that we are privileged to raise and to teach - not "my" beliefs, but what the Bible says about the purpose for their lives. God has a purpose for your life, too. I would love to tell you more about this personal God. back to top
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