I hate this filter!!!
I can’t see it sorry…what is it about other then obsene humor…
It’s neither obsene nor obscene, and It was just humour.
back on topic, are you happy i’m going to burn in an eternal fire forever
No…i’m entirely sad. Escpecially when i know that many people out there haven’t heard about the good news.
I’m not happy…it depresses me.
Why doesn’t god plant it in our minds before we are born? and why just have one book as his way to rell us about the world? Why not have a presence on eartjh that we can all see without guesswork?
Q-1 Sorry…plant what again?
Q-2 Why have two books when the one has 66 books inside of it…you don’t need more then one.
Q-3 Well the Holy Spirit is here and you can see the affect is makes on people.
Al-Bob - I agree with WALL·E, there. If God wants us all to believe in him, why doesn’t he make it easier? As in demonstrating his powers, or even that he exists in a more obvious way? Why be vague about it?
And do you have any scientifically supported evidence for any of those miracles? Or even just the best evidence you can find will do.
I believe he wants everyone to believe in him, but I think he wants to give people a choice. He isn’t the kind of God that wouldn’t force people to do something that they don’t want to do.
Myself…
Hello, My Name is Mona.
I am a 44 yr old mother of four and grandmother of three.
I am a Christian woman and have experienced many miracles
throughout my life and have had many answered prayers.
I am writing to tell you about a VERY special miracle.
I had not seen my son Dustin in 4 years. He was in school and had a job
which did not permit him much time to fly out to visit me.
We spoke on the phone often but I so needed to kiss and hug him!!!
Because of financial problems and other family responsibilities I was
not able to fly out to visit. Or so I told myself.
He had just joined the Army National Guard so I knew I just HAD to find a way
to go see him before they sent him to Iraq.
I prayed and prayed to God to please keep my baby safe…to protect his
soft natured soul from harm.
I did not want him to join the army and he did so against my will.
I called him on Christmas day 2006 and he told me " Guess what mom, I am
flying out to see you in early January!!!"
I was so happy!!! I could finally touch my baby.
On December 27th Dustin was in a car accident for which he never woke.
He passed away without feeling any pain. He had not one scratch on his face
or his head although he died of brain trauma.
Now I was going to fly out to see him at his funeral. He was barely 18 yrs old.
I was never going to be able to touch and kiss my baby while he was alive again.
Over three hundred people showed up for the memorial service but I did not notice more then a few. I stood over my son’s body and stroked his soft hair.
And I saw his mouth twitch!!! I thought I was just imagining it. I stroked his hair again and spoke to him softly and once again I saw him respond to my touch!!!
I prayed to God at that point and told God thank you for allowing these last precious moments between mother and son and that I would never forget how much God loves me. A mother and child’s Love crossed even the boundary of death
because God allowed it. Dustin responded to my touch and my kisses throughout the entire service. No one else witnessed it…it was private and I have not shared this with anyone but my husband until now.
I am not delusional and did not see him move in any way at any other time.
I know that he was not alive on this earth and that his soul had crossed over to be with God. It was a special miracle that God allowed just for us.
Love is the only thing we take to heaven with us…it never dies.
God bless you all,
In His Service, Mona
For several weeks I’ve been on crutches due to a hip injury. At first I needed and received a lot of help, but now I’m on my own. This Tuesday was the first day I had to set my garbage on the curb for pick up since I’ve been using the crutches. Knowing it would be a challenge, I listened to the weather forecast Monday night to hear what I might be up against in the morning. Because my physical build is very slight, I was a bit concerned to hear that the wind speed was expected to be very high, with gusts up to 35-40 miles per hour. I went to God in prayer and asked that he send someone to help me in the morning. I sometimes see people walking down the street early in the morning and I thought, if I time it just right, whoever would pass by would be willing to carry the bag from my closed-in porch to the curb. I awaked Tuesday morning to the sound of very high winds rattling the windows of my house and whipping around outside. My prayer for help continued as I gathered what needed to be discarded. When I reached the front door, I looked up and down the street and saw no one—it was deserted. The tree limbs and utility wires were swinging, stray stuff was swirling, and the sound of the wind was fierce. Lord, give me strength so I don’t lose my balance and get blown over and injury myself further. Help me stay steady on this crutch (I could only use one because the garbage bag was in the other hand). Lord, it’s just you and me. Then I opened the door that would normally fly out of my hand on a windy day. The door stayed put. Down the steps, out to the curb, back up the sidewalk, up the steps and onto my porch safely. The wind was absolutely raging all around me to the left, to the right–all around. Things were blowing, I could hear the howling of the wind, BUT I FELT NOTHING. Not one breeze or slightest amount of wind touched me, or even came close to me, the entire time I was outdoors. Now this might not sound as profound to you as the Red Sea dividing, or the sun standing still, but it is every bit as much of a miracle to me. Definitely a supernatural experience! God sent someone to help me after all.
When I was in the 5th grade, my father was at home when he got a call informing him that a tornado had blown a tree across the highway blocking the entire highway. My father was with the state police. He’d asked me if I would go with him. I said sure. 5 miles outside our small town, we arrived at the fallen tree to discover that my uncle who had borrowed our family car, had struck the tree. Amazingly, minimal damage had been done, my uncle was OK. A crew had came and cleared one side of the highway. My father asked me to go along because a fallen tree was no big deal. To his surprise, several calls came in that he had to respond to and he had no choice but to take me along. The first call he had responded to was just down the highway. A car had been blown off the highway into the woods. The car was torn to pieces. Unfortunatly two men were thrown from the car. Their bodies were fifty yards apart, they were dead. This was the first time I had ever seen anything that horrorfing. I don’t remember step by step all that had happened that night, but I remember going to a house in the country-(rural area)-or what had been a house.We’d pulled into the driveway and got out, we walked up to a pick-up truck, a man was lying on his back in the bed of the truck. The man was very bloody, taking only short gasps of air, my father and a couple of other of men were looking at him and I learned from hearing them talk that this was called rythmic breathing. The man was dying. Ambulances were busy that night and the man was going to die there was nothing that could be done. There was talk about who else could have been in the house. Maybe there was a baby. With car lights and flashlights we started to search for a baby in a pile of ruble. A pile four feet high of boards that were broken, bent, twisted, and splintered, nails and sharp metal were sticking out everywhere. Walking on top of a wall that was intact on top of the pile my father heard a faint cry. He instructed several men to lift the wall and told me to crawl underneath and look for the baby. I crawled to the center and found a baby lying in a small hole in the debris as if to perfectly preserve the baby. He was unharmed, touched by nothing.
As an adult, I can look back and Know it Was the Hand of GOD.
Q-How did it get in there…
This one is kinda freaky be careful…
My name is Amber and I’m 17 years old. Back when I was about 11 years old I went to a Bible camp. I was at the awkward stage of feeling ugly and I was pretty much an outcast. No one wanted anything to do with me, I didn’t know ANYONE. Every night Id fall asleep crying…”This is supposed to be my fun summer and I have no one to share it with. I wanna go home.” Well, the next night I stayed up and said “ God, You brought me to this camp for a reason, I have no friends, no one to help me through this, please send me someone. The next day as usual I went swimming then went to go sit on some swings. About 5 minutes later this girl came up, looked at me and sat down beside me. “ Are you Amber?” she said…”Yes I am” I replied. She just kept looking at me and then asked if I wanted to go paint in the church for a while. We hung out everyday after that and would sit on the cabin stairs at night talking about God. I finally mustered up the courage to ask “ How did you know my name a few days ago? No one knows me here”.
She looked at me and it seemed she was about to cry. “ I saw you and, God told me that you were alone and needed to be helped, he said your name was Amber”. I was completely baffled.
So, anyway the day came to say goodbye and I frantically ran around trying to find “ Sammy” to show her off to my mum and say “ look I made a friend and shes wonderful!!” But she was nowhere to be seen.
So I asked my camp advisor Christy where Sammy had gone. “ Sammy?” She says…”Yeah, my friend, the girl with the brown hair that I used to play with”. She looked at me and my parents for a few seconds before
Taking me by the hand to the big oak tree. She whispered “ Amber, I don’t want you to be confused but, Sammy………. ….Sammy stopped coming to Sagitawa a while ago. “Why ?” I asked. “Sammy was in a car crash 4 years ago, she isn’t alive anymore”
I was too young to really understand what was going on, but from then one I honestly believed God had sent me a friend from Heaven.
Hope these examples work for ya.
Wow, Al-Bob, great stories there. 
I especially love the last one. A bit chilling, but I believe it. Not to get off-topic or anything, but it reminds me of the scene in Lilo and Stitch where Lilo wishes on a star and you can hear her say, “I really need a friend. Maybe you can send one of your angels.”
ya that last one was really eye-opening…but since she is 17 you can’t not believe her.
Hmmm…you really don’t expect those kinds of things to come into your life but when it happens you never really notice.
But I don’t see why God can’t make it more evident that he exists and is in control of the universe. Even if he ramped up his miracles and made them more obvious or even if he suddenley appeared and said “Hey, it’s me God, hello!” there would still be a choice of people believing in him.
Al-Bob - Those are nice stories and everything, but how do you know those “miracles” weren’t the work of The Flying Spaghetti Monster or Buddha or aliens or some other higher power that is not the Christian God? You could be giving your God credit for something another higher being has done. Plus there’s always the chance cough that those stories aren’t true, or people have interpreted things in life as part of God’s plan or God’s doing, when they are just nice coincidences.
With the last story, would that girl have been a ghost? Or an angel? Because of the Christians I have talked to, there is no definitive answer as to whether ghosts really exist or if they are demons, or if they are angels. in their opinion.
AL-Bob! Why are you blaspheming against the mighty Zeus? Crediting HIS work under some imaginary god! Zeus will not be happy with you!
You say that Al-Bob’s and my God is imaginary huh? Thats fine. I think your Zeus is just as unreal and imaginary as you think our God is.
Well at least i know now that you believe in a God…
Do you believe in Zues??
No. I don’t believe in Zeus or Zues. I’m just saying that you can say [god name here] did [something] and another person can say NO! How dare you? [other god] did it!
neither of your claims are more valid than each other’s.
Point is, one person believes in something, the other person believes in something. I see no need to bash on people’s beliefs.
but if someone says something that goes against what you think, you will naturally say what you think back.
Naturally, I take intrest and like to converse/debate about it, but I don’t nessecary find the flaws in their beliefs.
I was just proving a point.