Spiritual Non-Fiction posted August 25, 2017

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Answered Prayers and Testimonies

by APyburn-Phifer

Never did I seriously think about prayer while growing up in Dallas, Texas. I prayed before going to bed, wasn't that enough? People prayed in Sunday service; my family prayed before meals. What was the importance of prayer? I relied upon my parents! They were all I needed; at least those were my thoughts. Was I ever wrong? I did not KNOW the Lord; what does that mean? Worse than that, was not knowing that I need Him or that He lives.
After my thrill-seeking college days, I fell in love with a guy whom I had known all of my life. The sun set and the moon rose in him, or so I thought. What girl hasn't had those thoughts? Wesley and I attended the same high school, church, and college. One Sunday I decided to spend time with Wesley and not attend church. We walked in the sunshine, talked, laughed and held hands tightly. My mother and father turned the corner in our late model Chevrolet, as I gazed at Wesley.
Mom asked if I was attending Church. I said, "No, not today." As they started to drive away, she said, "Don't ever let anyone or anything keep you from attending church." That was the beginning of my learning experiences or tests in life. I soon realized, I should have jumped in the car and attended services with my parents.
Trials, tests, tragedies, and consequences in life caused changes within me. I began asking God questions, looking for answers; searching the Bible
A few years later dressed in a cute button-down black dress, I sat in the back row, in my church. The Pastor preached a mind and spirit filled sermon. The Scriptures started to make sense. The images portrayed and the love that the Lord has for all, became a welcoming presence. The choir began to sing, "Lord I'm Coming Home, as the Minister invited all to get to know the Lord; to learn more about Him.
I attempted to hold back tears; as I whispered a prayer for the Lord to help me make this long walk down the aisle. I needed forgiveness! Forgiveness for being a pregnant unwed twenty-five year old woman; forgiveness for all of my other sins that God knew about. I stood and walked down the aisle
I dreamed of a family member passing not knowing their grandchild. My mother told me of a dream she had. In the dream, I was dressed in red; Wesley and I fought. Well, the dream/nightmare came true within a few weeks.
Wesley came to the hospital room; he asked me to marry him. Never did I doubt the dream my mother had; never did I think my Mom would be the person who would not live to know her granddaughter. Mom passed away when my son was 8 months old.
Losing my mother was a time to find God and an awakening period for spiritual growth.
I did not marry Wesley!

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