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Sweet answer to prayer

I don’t believe anything is coincidence…I believe those thing we call coincidence are really “God-incidence”

Here’s a little one I would like to share…Last night after doing my relaxation tape, I decided to ask God in a special way for a dvd with a remote that I need to use for my “rebounding” ….my new exercise program. I wanted to bring it up to my office and not be in the livingroom…also when I jumped I was just in the middle of the ceiling fan!!!

So going to sleep I kept repeating, “I am joyously (I learned that in requesting you should keep the request in the present like it has already happened and use an “ly” word, and an”ing” word in the request and be specific and say when you want it to happen!!)…so again I said, “I am joyous”ly” thank”ing” God and the person who is giving me a free dvd with a remote immediately!!” I kept repeating it over and over until I went to sleep….but just before going to sleep my sister popped into my mind. I wanted to call in the middle of the night (which I have had to do for anxiety and mania…she is a pure angel!!) but I knew I could wait.

In the morning I asked her about her tv with a dvd and remote…I told her I had a tv with a dvd but no remote ( you need the remote in the exercise video to go down to play the workout otherwise you just get in to theinstruction section!!) Would she mind trading (mine is smaller) and she said, “sure I’ll trade” Viola” the answer to my prayer instantly! Thank you God!! It is small but it is a sweet answer to prayer!

Posted by angelsbreath at BBS StressCenter


Sent to me and seen at MulledVine

This weekend we went to IKEA.

If you’re a British husband, this 4 letter word can strike fear into your heart.

Why did we go? Because my youngest daughter needs a new bed and contrary to what you might think, only IKEA seems to have the right beds. In my opinion they have very nice beds at the local Furniture Village 2 miles away, but no, it has to be to IKEA.

Our “local” IKEA is 30 miles away, a part of a huge shopping complex that serves as a Retail Mecca for millions. It provides hours of “fun”: queuing on the roads, endless browsing, queuing for bite to eat, more browsing, queuing at the tills, and finally, with the day mostly over, the long drive home with thousands of fellow shoppers. And then to add insult to injury, there awaits the hours of frustration as I try to assemble my purchases from the very compact flat packs with obscure instructions that seem to be for completely different products!

So why do I regale you with my tale of woe? Because something unusual happened.

In preparation for our pilgrimage and the anticipated purchase of a fine, and dare I say it, unique IKEA bed, I had to put the roof bars on our car and look for our binding straps. I have a wonderful collection of such straps, accumulated over the years because I constantly misplace them and have to buy new ones. Yet, once again, the blessed straps were missing.

I searched “everywhere” in our garage, through heaps and heaps of chaos. Eventually I gave up in disgust, resigned myself to yet another strap purchase, and turned to exit the garage. As I turned, there was an almighty crash behind me as a basket tumbled from the top of one of our chaotic heaps to the ground. I turned around patiently, thanked God for giving me the opportunity to grow, bent to pick the basket up, only to find it full of my missing straps!

Now you would be within your rights to attribute this to blind chance, as improbable as it is, but I would like today to thank my God for the little things in life.


I think it was a God-incidence

Saw at and I would have left a comment but unfortunately you have to register to be able to do so. Think I belong to enough things now, however thought I’d share the story here for others to enjoy. Perhaps the owner might drop by…

S ome might say it was just a coincidence, but I don’t think so. I was going through some personal hell awhile back. I was walking along in tears feeling no one could understand what I was feeling. Then, there it was…

A cd just laying on the ground. It was Tonic’s head on straight cd.

When I heard the song “Take me as I am” I cried. It was just how I was feeling. It was like an affirmation. Like God understood my pain.I’m out of the black I was in then, but I still can’t part with the cd.

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Go God!

I saw this today and thought it good to share here!  Thanks for your story Tammie!  You can see Tammie’s blog and post here.

At church Miss Peggy shared a testimony that blessed our socks off! Miss Peg was laid off from her job a month or so ago and the thought of giving $50 bills for birthday gifts to two grandkids was weighing heavy on her heart. The birthdays were right around the corner and she was praying for a miracle to appear right around the corner (literally). As she went on her walk that day, her route weaved through the neighborhood right past the park. Her prayer that day, ‘when I walk by the park, Lord, let me find a hundred dollar bill’. No miracle on 13th Street that day! The next day she prayed again, ‘Lord, let me find a hundred dollar bill at the park’. Corners came and went and no miracle on 13th or Cisco Street that day, either.

Then the unimaginable became imaginable. While searching for a receipt in her purse, practically turning it inside out, she gasped. In a zipper pocket, rarely used, there it was…’A HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL’!!! It just so happened (God-incidence), that the remainder of her December 15th Christmas bonus was exactly one hundred dollars and hidden snuggly away for a rainy day!

Nothing is impossible with God!

He hears our cries

Seen on Aileen’s blogspot

Aileen, I wanted to comment on your blog, but couldn’t so am posting it here and hope you will see it – isn’t it wonderful how God uses other people to fulfil a need? I wonder how many of us really know that decisions we make really do affect other people – even if it seems unrelated to us, and that those decisions could be the answer to someone else’s prayer. Please read on….

The whole day I couldn’t wait to share about this!!!

Ytd’s prayer meeting was awesome~ It was incredible.. I was in the choir singing together with Dennis beside me and it was fun! But more than just that, the presence of God was so strong.. and I was deeply touched..

You remember at the beginning pst told us to pray for 15 mins? The first thing that came into my mind was my dad… He’s been out of job for almost 3 weeks and the situation in my family was kinda tense.. So I prayed and prayed… and prayed some more… until I felt a peace in my heart.. (a kind that just comes out suddenly..) and then I went on to pray for other things..

Then in the midst of working today… I received an sms from my dad saying he’s found a job! But wait, more than just a job.. The pay is more than the 2.8 k that he didn’t expect.. (“if i can get $2.8k I will laugh my teeth out ..” – dad before knowing the pay) and he’s provided a new vehicle.. (to drive me and my friends ard with =P) and $100 hp bill… Plus it’s near our place.. What’s more, he didn’t even have to go through interviews! Becos the employer knew a friend whom my dad worked for many years ago.. And ta da! He’s starting work on monday.

Isn’t God amazing…
I believe it’s more than just a coincidence… It’s a God-incidence

He hears our cries and He cares..

God Thing

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Well, my uncle has been through a therapy session that I think every warm blooded American oughta take into consideration. The suggestion was made for him to create a survival kit for those times of overwhelming stress and anxiety. He was told to make a list of possible items that pertain to each of the five senses. His two favorite items that he listed for the sense of taste were sour gummy worms and black licorice.

Yesterday while browsing the Cabela’s store, my aunt picked up about six candy items to take to the hospital for my uncle. She walked in and presented him with part of his surprise, a package of sour gummy worms and black licorice. He asked, “Did someone from here call you?” She assured him that they hadn’t called and that it was a God-incidence, a.k.a. God thing.

Another God thing happened this morning. Last night, my uncle shared the ‘rest’ of the list of favorites. One of the favs for the sense of hearing was a duck call. A friend and business associate stopped by the house this morning and mentioned that someone from work wanted to do something special for Leroy. The guy has a talent…making homemade duck calls out of wood and would be starting one for Leroy. Donna and I shot each other a quirky glance and busted out laughing…”dudu dudu”…another God thing!!!

The Power of Prayer

I came across this one today and it has such a powerful testimony about prayer that I just had to share it here.

Matthew 18:19-20 Again I say unto you, That if two of you shall agree on earth as touching any thing that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven. For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.

His nightmares began each day when he awoke. James Stegalls was nineteen. He was in Vietnam. Though he carried a small Gideon New Testament in his shirt pocket, he couldn’t bring himself to read it. His buddies were cut down around him, terror was building within him, and God seemed far away. His twentieth birthday passed, then his twenty-first. At last, he felt he couldn’t go on.

On February 26, 1968, he prayed for it all to end, and his heart told him he would die before dusk. Sure enough, his base came under attack that day and Jim heard a rocket coming straight toward him. Three seconds to live, he told himself, then two, then…

A friend shoved him into a grease pit, and he waited for the rocket to explode, but there was only surreal silence. The fuse malfunctioned.

For five hours James knelt in that pit, and finally his quivering hand reached into his shirt pocket and took out his Testament. Beginning with Matthew, he continued through the first 18 chapters.

“When I read Matthew 18:19-20,” he said, “I somehow knew things would be alright.”

Long after Jim returned home, as he visited his wife’s grandmother, Mrs. Harris, she told him a night years before when she had awakened in terror. Knowing Jim was in Vietnam, she had sensed he was in trouble. She began praying for God to spare his life. Unable to kneel because of arthritis, she lay prone on the floor, praying and reading her Bible all night.

Just before dawn she read Matthew 18:19-20. Then she immediately called her Sunday school teacher, who got out of bed and went to Mrs. Harris’ house where together they claimed the Lord’s promise as they prayed for Jim until reassured by God’s peace.

Having told Jim the story, Mrs. Harris opened her Bible to show him where she had marked the passage. In the margin were the words — “Jim, February 26, 1968.”

I don’t think we are nearly aware enough of how crucial our prayers are for the lost and hurting. Sometimes we don’t get to see the fruit, but God hears and answers our prayers! Don’t be discouraged today — keep lifting your voice in intercession and expect great things! There’s so much work to be done!!

Your family in the Lord with much agape love,

George, Rivka and Elianna Whitten
Negev, Israel

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You’re Allowed To Do Nothing

God speaks to us through all sorts of avenues – whatever it takes to get our attention. Saw this one on Light Seeker.

You’re Allowed to do Nothing

I’m really not much on about things like fortune cookies, et al, but I DO believe God can and DOES speak to us in a myriad of ways- including such things now and then. The key is being open and listening to hearing his voice at any time. I mean, he spoke through a donkey to Balaam once!

For example, last year on vacation I opened a “Dove Dark Chocolate Promise” candy and God used the message on the wrapper to speak to me. At that time I wasn’t sure it was really God, but when I opened another one a day or so later, it had the same message. And because God was “pumping me so hard in the ribs with his elbow,” I knew I needed to take the advice he was offering through this particular medium. I even might have blogged about it at the time.

Anyway, with that preamble I’m here to tell you I opened another Dove candy tonight and was almost bowled over with the message:

“You’re allowed to do nothing.”

Now that probably means nothing to you, but just this morning I said to Debbie: “I’m feeling guilty this year on vacation. Like I shouldn’t be just doing nothing.”

Now you can take that kind of stuff as coincidence if you’d like. But I don’t believe in coincidence – I believe in Godincidence. Either that, or a coincidence is just a time when God chooses to remain anonymous. Take your pick.

This morning in my prayer time, I asked God about my idleness (when we need to be working to win the world) and he told me it was okay to rest. I’ve always believed that, but for some reason, I’m having trouble shutting things out this year and stopping the mad rush of busyness I left back in Maine.

Okay, God – I get it. I heard you and I’ll listen. Too bad it took me over a week of vacation to start thinking about stopping.

Tomorrow we’ve got a few things planned, but I think I might just map out a nice nap on the couch.

– posted by Seeker of The Light @ 6/30/2006

Surprise! God-incidence

Seen on All God’s People, Written By Julia Pferdehirt

Dear sisters,

A friend once said a new word – God-incidence. Not a chance occurrence. Not “good luck” or even a random act of beauty (and I love random acts of beauty). But one of those God-acts that catches us by surprise. Something we see His hand all over – but usually after the fact.

I had a God-incidence recently. Someone from Care Net (a ministry to people seeking healing from abortion experiences) called my church’s office looking for help last fall. Care Net runs a periodic bible study called Forgiven and Set Free (tuck that bit of information away). At the end of the study, they always invite a pastor to come and read some scripture, say a “few words” and close in prayer.

Now, we’ve all seen pastors do this (maybe or maybe not with “few” words). The Care Net folks wondered if Faith Community’s pastor could come. But, we don’t have a pastor. Our church is team-led.

Enter the God-incidence. The person who answered the church phone ran upstairs where I was just finishing a meeting. He said, “there’s somebody on the phone and it sounds like you’re the person they’re looking for”.

I picked up the phone. Would I come and do this ‘pastor’ thing? I would. In fact, tears came.

I had just completed a journey of self-examination using The Path, a book by Laurie Beth Jones designed to help you discover and put words to a “personal mission statement”. I’d been asking God to show me His purpose and calling for me. I’d asked Jesus to “name” me with His name for me.

The book posed a series of exercises, readings, questions, and both prayer and personal journals leading to a “personal mission statement”. The result of mine was “through teaching, encouragement, mentoring, and prayer, offer the healing and wholeness of Jesus to women”.

So, armed with an official-sounding personal mission statement, I went out into the world (or at least to another church meeting.) Then, Care Net calls.

I ended up doing the “pastor thing” at the Forgiven and Set Free Bible study. Holy Spirit showed me that the women and men needed to be cleansed and blessed. He led me to anoint their minds, hearts and hands with oil, saying “renewed mind, cleansed heart, hand freed to reach out to others”. I was afraid people would be offended – knowing what seems normal to me may seem strange or uncomfortable to others. But they weren’t. It was beautiful. I was blessed. So were they.


This week I had the privilege of doing the “pastor thing” again at the most recent Forgiven and Set Free study. God kept speaking to me about identity. Saying, forgiveness isn’t just something that happens related to a specific sin or problem – in Jesus, forgiveness is who you ARE. Who He makes you by His blood shed for you. You just don’t receive forgiveness, you ARE forgiven.

Holy Spirit showed me a sheer, white scarf I’d been given. I was to cover these women and men with this symbol of purity and speak a “new name” – Forgiven.

Again, I was afraid people might be offended. I was afraid they’d be expecting a “pastor” and they’d get me instead. I forgot how God had set this whole thing up a year earlier.

But, my fears were groundless. God-incidence flowed. Nobody seemed to think the “scarf thing” was strange. I was delightfully surprised and blessed. I hope the women and men were as well.

So, sisters. Please tuck the information about the Forgiven and Set Free study in your toolbox. You’ll meet someone who needs to search through God’s word to be led to and assured of forgiveness in Jesus.

And, keep your eyes open and your wits about you. God-incidents are everywhere, just waiting for YOU.

Love, Julia

God incidence – It’s good to talk!

Seen at UnLtdHome. By Carol Williams, Easter 2006

So, celebrating this Easter tide I was musing over the amount of God incidences in my life over this last short period. I guess many people would call them coincidences. However, I know through very personal experience that God is working in my life all year, not just at Easter. I was reflecting on my way to the airport to meet a friend at 4.30 a.m. I know, consider it an ungodly hour if you like! I was thinking about business and having one of those time out reflective, holiday thinking periods with nothing better to do than watch the amazing moonset at that time in the morning. I think that was what got me thinking about all the God incidences that had occurred relating to my business this year. Just looking at what a wonderful world he created.

So, I arrived at the airport and wandered in about 6.45 ah, great! I thought, just time for a nice cup of coffee, before my friends flight landed. I had been praying about my business on the way up in the car, that God would show me a new direction. Anyway, So there I was in the coffee queue smiling and happy, feeling on top of the world. There was a lady standing next to me, she seemed very ‘present’ and she said, “oh, it’s been quite a morning”. there began a conversation in the queue which was to last for the next hour. She introduced herself by name, asked if she could join me and we had the most delightful hour, she walked me to the barrier while we continued to talk and she stood with me until my friend came through off the plane. She was charming, animated, interesting, lively, had some great stories, a joke and what’s more had a small degree of crossover into my own business. Her name is Claire and she was older than me and I think I would probably have a run for my money to keep up with just how much she does in her life and I have a seven year old to run after.

Anyway, we exchanged emails and I passed her a couple of leaflets which I had with me, always good to take your information with you wherever you go and even at holiday times. I sent Claire an email on my return to say how delightful it was to meet her and that it would be great to keep in touch.

I received a prompt reply, saying that she had met another lady in the airport, same day, who also worked with troubled young people and she had passed one of my leaflets to her and she gave me the other person’s email address saying that she had told her all about me.

I have no idea where this will all lead but I know that it will not be the last of it! More later. It is amazing how God networks people.

What I should also tell you was that before going into the coffee lounge, I stood feeling a bit vacant for a few minutes before walking over to a newstand. Now, I never read newspapers as a rule, too much bad news in them. I found myself walking all round the newstand reading the headlines. As I did, I asked myself “what are you doing here, why are you reading the headlines, you don’t read papers”? Then I walked over to the coffee lounge and stood in the queue. If I had not done that, I would never have met Claire and had the amazing chat and network link that we did. It was an appointment arranged by God, I have those happen all the time and so I say to you all Happy Easter!

He has risen, just as he said. Matthew 28:6