things have slowed down....?

Question

i see no new questions, so i will share this, i was 15 and i am now a 5 cancer survivor. during that period the spirit world opened to me and many miracles and unexplainable things happendd with me. i was visited by many people in a roomm when there was only one person, the voices, the closing and opening doors, i could go on with this, but please share, have you had an amazing experience with your god or his workers in your life, please share, tell us your story!!!!

excuse me 15 years cancer free

Answer 1

Encounters with angels - both earth angels and the other kind.
I do believe you are one of them - answering your questions brought me out of my crisis of faith and back home.
Thank you :)))

Answer 2

Friend you are looking at angels watching over you, I have never had a experince like that, but I have had dreams like that, & this is a true story, 2 events in my life I was not asleep, But in 1992, I was driving my truck, & going 65 mph, My transmission locked up cauing me to lose control of my truck, It went over a 15 foot embankment , It was rolling over several times, & I have no selt belts on & all windows down, by all means, I should have been crushed or thrown out, But my truck came to rest on it's side & I was standing upright on my feet right through the window. Story 2, in 1994 I was deer hunting, I fell from a tree & crushed my spine, To ALL doctors surprise, I should not be walking, But I am, Yes I am in pain 12 years later, but I am able to walk some. Not as much because I am getting older, I am 57.

Answer 3

I have been working to find a way to overcome a problem.

Earlier tonight I had a dream. I was running down a moonlit road, in an escape from a building where I had been held hostage. It was pitch-black outside, but the bright full moon illuminated the road and showed me where to go. I ran and ran until I reached a place where I had to help liberate another.

Suddenly, I've been shown where to go.

Answer 4

It's good you have gotten over cancer. Now when you say that you have been hearing voices and noises, how do you know that was from God. It could have been Satan trying to deceive you. If it sas from God he would have made himself clear. Me myself I have experienced Jesus in dreams and visions, and i have also experiece Satan in them as well trying to harm me.If you have a spirit around you rebuke it in the name of Jesus and tell them to go away

Answer 5

In the name of God, the Gracious, the Merciful

It is these whose reward is forgiveness from their Lord, and gardens beneath which rivers flow, wherein they will abide; and excellent is the reward of good workers.

And whatever good they do, they shall not be denied its due reward, and God well knows those who guard against evil.

Answer 6

I am very happy that you survived,that is great,but You said you want to share, you said nothing at all, voices, doors,Who were they, what did they say.I would love to hear miracle story.

Answer 7

By the time I share any details I realize that I missed two more of your posts. I just finsihed your first one with regards to ones' faith.

Great postings inspite of those that may ask if your on drugs or something.

Answer 8

Do you meditate?

If so, in your mind go visit the sun, go inside and ask "who is here"?

For all it is different but then the same.

Answer 9

Here is a true story, not so much for myself but a spiritual experince no the less. its kind of long..

"THE MESSENGER"
by Lorene Green

As we sat around my Mom's cozy kitchen table, My sisters Gracie, Margie and myself, we let the reality of the last few weeks lay dormant in the back of our minds. Our dad, diagnosed with lung cancer six weeks earlier lay dying in a hospital not far from our old country home. With anguished hearts we sat by his side and watched his suffering and the life slowly drain out of him, death would have been merciful if only it would claim him quickly.

The strain of those weeks had taken its toll on all the family ,our older sister Gracie was the strong one, She sat by his bedside, held his hand and wiped his forehead with cool cloths. Her strong unyielding faith kept her going , while the rest of us were falling apart.

We girls had returned home to take a rest from staying at the hospital, we were all bone tired, but unable to sleep. We joked and felt so lighthearted , it was like the pain and suffering was detached from us. The freedom from the stress made us giddy and our laughter rang throughout the house. In a way that seemed almost unnatural that our hearts were so carefree, yet we were also painfully aware of the eerie feeling of impending sorrow that was soon to come. We felt like we were being almost disrespectful to dad by enjoying being together and trying to put the agony of what he was going through aside for a short while.

We never slept at all that night, we drank coffee and just looked back at our lives , and remembered how good God had been to us all. Somewhere around one clock that night the phone rang , and I jumped up to answer it, knowing at this time of night it had to be bad news. "Hello !!, Hello !!" I said , but there was no one on the other end. "Wonder what that was all about ?" said my baby sister Margie ," I don't know ", I said " but it was kind of spooky "

We had hardly settled back into our chairs around the old wood stove, when we heard footsteps come up on the porch, We all stood up at once , and like frozen statues we wailed for the knock on the door, but just as quickly as the steps had come, we heard them retreating from the porch.

We three rushed to the door to see whom had come ,but had not made themselves known. We threw the door open to the bitter cold of the December night. As we looked out, the snow lay undisturbed in drifts on the steps and on the porch. there was no one to be seen, no footprints, Nothing!!!!

We all looked at each other total amazement , we all had heard the footsteps, and the were no low branches or any wind to explain away what we had heard. I could tell by the looks on my sisters faces that we all shared the same thought, there was something going on here that none of us could explain. But we each kept the thoughts to ourselves , as if we said them out loud the truth would be too unreal.

As the morning dawned, we spoke now in muted tones as if waiting for what we knew would inevitably come, and just as we expected around 5 a.m. the call came.

With dread I once again answered the phone knowing what I was going to hear. "Hello, said the subdued female voice, "This is Steven's Clinic Hospital, "I 'm sorry to have to tell you this" "but your dad passed away around 1 a.m. this morning , We're so sorry for your loss !!

As we embraced each other we let our tears flow, letting go of our dad, knowing that he was at rest with the Lord. We never spoke about what had happened that night until sometime later, But when we did finally talk it seemed all three of us felt the same, The phantom phone call, the footsteps on the porch that left no footprints, This was more than just a coincidence, The timing of Dads dead and the first phone call.. we knew in our heart of hearts that God has sent us an omen, " A Messenger" to let us know that Dad had gone to rest.

And I believe God in his wisdom gave to us the joy and merriment of the last evening to help us in the days that followed, gave us the strength to go on , and be thankful that our Dad was at last was beyond the pain he bore, and was now resting in the arms of Jesus.

Answer 10

Please no offense because I am not trying to dis you, but keep in mind that they would have had you on some very extreme drugs. OK.