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  1. Its a touching mission it teaches that we should not give up in whatever we want to do’ God will never live you alone.
    With prayer everything is possible. I remember I prayed for something for 15yrs and God answered my prayers now I’m a happy mother with my family.
    May God bless that family.

  2. This story is one I can relate to. My deceased husband was a jealous man due to our age difference, he tried to take my life. The doctor told him due to a fall from a fifth floor building the internal damage to his organs would end his life in one year. He tried to take me with him by shooting me in the head while I slept. God protected me. My husband woke me up when the gun jammed on him two times and said to me: “I pulled the trigger two times while the gun was at your temple and the bullet would not come out. I know the gun works because I tested it. You have a divine power watching over you”. He got up from the side of the bed he was sitting on and left the house. I do honestly believe for the first time in his life he realized the power of God. Before he died I heard him listening to gospel music and he asked me for my forgiveness. I forgave him the minute he recognized the power of God. I share this experience of near death whenever I can.

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At a camp meeting 40 years later, I happened to see Dr. I. demonstrating some kind of health product, if I remember correctly. (In my mind, I see only the image of him, much older, but still looking much like he did when I was a student, with a friend by my side.) I lingered a little but did not introduce myself. I briefly wondered whether he recognized me. I’m fairly sure that I was as recognizable to him as he was to me.

Had he changed? Or did he still feel superior in his “humility”? Should I talk to him? I didn’t know how to approach him, and was busy with friends. I still don’t know whether I should have said something. (Maybe I’m just a coward.)

If God wants him to see my story, his and my identity are clear enough in this post, that God can direct him to it.