Thank a Veteran
I noticed his right leg was not moving as easily as the left. I continued on with our casual talk, “Thank you for your service in the Military.” He quietly replied, “Thank you” in return. The noise and busyness around us seemed to dissipate, as if he and I were alone at the pump. “Hey, do you like to read? I am in a ministry that sends books all over, but especially into the military.” Opening my trunk, I was happy to be freshly stocked with a variety of Psalm 91 books. “Yes,” he replied, “I have a lot of time to read and I read a lot.”
Scared of Flying? - A Psalm 91 StoryAs we were returning home, looking back we both had a sense of unease regarding our flight while we were still at the airport. We boarded and settled into our four hour flight. The entire flight seemed a bit bumpy, but nothing severe. Yet the unease continued, so I often went into the restroom to pray in the spirit. As we were preparing to land, I gazed out the window at the beautiful scenery and lights of the evening landscape of Denver. In an instant, I went from seeing the land to seeing the sky...
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God's TimingAs I was heading out the door my eyes caught a book lying on top of my dresser by the door. It was a book my mother had sent me called Psalm 91. She knew I was going through some hard times being away from my family. And she also knew of the danger here as it often got attacked on a monthly basis with rockets shot seven miles away by the Taliban...
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My Personal Deliverance StoryThe man told me to open my mouth, and when I did I could see a black tooth. Then my whole body became transparent, and I saw black roots going down through the trunk of my body and down my arms and legs. Next the man reached in and pulled out the tooth with all the roots, leaving holes all through my body. After that he told me to watch what must happen, and he started packing something in those holes until they were completely full.
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There Are Two Types of Believers, Which One Are You?My sister’s Christmas gift from her son was a surprise vacation trip planned by her son and his wife with a stipulation…. it included me. Not knowing the destination nor the date, I said yes! It was like Christmas all over again when we got the news with beach bags, beach towels and hats; we were going to beach, a beautiful resort in Destin, Florida. As I headed out for my flight to New Orleans to meet up with my sister, Margaret, I dropped a Mother’s Psalm 91 book into my small carry-on, after all, I was flying on Mother’s Day. I asked the Lord to help me get the books in the right hands on this trip.
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