Miracle at Wal-Mart

By Linda Bressler

As we were leaving the Super Wal-Mart-Store near us, a six month old baby girl had just fallen from her infant-seat in the grocery cart, onto the concrete floor. The seat had only moments before been unbuckled. Her daddy and two officers were attending her lifeless little body when we arrived.

Immediately, Gene (my husband) and I began to boldly pray openly right on the spot. No one stopped us. We were aware of His presence and protection. We were also aware of people continuing to check out their purchases. This seemingly without concern for the little lifeless body lying on the floor. It was so the gospel of "Acts" relived!

Within minutes the Lord had me go over to her very-upset-crying-mommy. After embracing her, I asked if she was Born-Again, she said, "yes". Then I asked her if we could pray together for her baby. Danielle (mom) said, "yes!" The babies name was Sarah.

We prayed boldly for quite some time to God that life be given back to Sarah. We prayed what would be considered "ridiculous prayers". These were prayers only the Lord could answer. All this time, while praying, the child remained flaccid and pale.... The E. M. S. team had yet to arrive.

I didn't see this, but Gene saw a red-spot form on top of baby Sarah's little head. The red-spot began flowing down into her cheeks and brought back color into her face. "It", the spot, appeared to move throughout her body. As it moved over her she began to breathe normally, cry, kick, and look around. She literally came back to life before our eyes and was very upset. All these sounds and actions made us extremely happy indeed!

When Sarah began to stir, Danielle (Sarah's mom) began to think more clearly, and reached down to comfort her baby. When the baby saw her mommy, for the first time since the fall, she responded immediately! It was wonderful seeing a miracle unfolding before our eyes.

The parents were young and very caring. The mom thanked me and another lady who came along side her bringing comfort. The other lady had great compassion in her heart, said, “I have “no children, but understand". She also had an unusual calming presence about her. I've heard angels are only men but wonder now if "the Hispanic looking lady" may have been an angel.

I also remember behind us stood a small man, who I could hear repeat often, while we were praying, "she will be fine." Again in calming, almost unemotional, assurance. He looked Hispanic, like the lady, only smaller in stature. I asked him if he was Born-Again. He looked at me as if he had never heard "the term", and with no expression or answer to my question said, "she will be fine." Two angels? Perhaps so. Is there anything too impossible for God?

Another witness to our hearts happened the following morning. Upon waking up early I was impressed to turn on Christian TV. The teaching was on Aaron's anointing with oil from Psalm 133. The teaching that was taught that morning was about oil which was poured on his head and ran down his face and beard. The teacher said "when the anointing comes it first comes upon the head"!

Immediately the Lord took my thoughts to what Gene saw regarding the red-spot on top of Sarah's head and life coming back into her little body.

Whatever God did that Thursday night we give all glory to him. We saw a miracle at the Super Wal-Mart in Tampa! Just in time for Christmas! An All-God-Event, indeed!

I called St. Joe's Children's Hospital many times. This is where the E. M. S. team took Sarah, and eventually got through to speak to her grandmother. She thanked me profusely and said, "Sarah is perfect! She doesn't even have a bruise or a bump!"

Each time she thanked me I thanked God for what He had done!

We are in great awe for what the Lord did for Sarah. Great awe! However, with this knowledge comes a "knowing" that more of these kinds of miracles, signs and wonders are multiplying in our times... Praise God! We are "seeing His hand and promises unfold before our eyes!"

All we must do is step out and allow Him His way.

God loves us with eternity through sweet Jesus. He has blessed us mega-fold in every way.

These blessings come to us when our life is hidden in Christ Jesus.

Miracle of the Rain

by Muriel Larson

       As missionary Jim Brock traveled past the dry fields of corn, grain, and peanuts, he sighed for the people in Benin. The sun beat down hotly on the young plants. It had not rained for five or six weeks. If it did not rain soon, these little plants would die. If the farmers had any seed left and replanted it, the harvest would be sparse.

       Jim had served as a missionary in Benin for many years and had started a number of churches. Now he was earnestly praying for rain, just as the churches were.

       One day Baco, who pastored the Kouberi church seven miles away, rode in to Jim's mission station on his bicycle.

      "Pastor," he said, "I want you to come with me to our village to join the men in our church in prayer for rain."

       Jim put Baco's bike in the back of his jeep and the two men took off for Kouberi. When they got there, they saw crowds of people gathered. Witch doctors were jumping around cutting themselves and shouting to their gods. One was making a sacrifice.

The people were also crying aloud and some were cutting themselves.

"What's going on, Baco?" Jim asked.

       "For the past seven days they have been praying to their god to send rain," Baco explained. "Today the village chief came to me and asked that we Christians pray also.

We have been praying, of course, but now the chief has officially put us to the public task of praying. That's why I came to get you."

PRAY UNTIL THE RAIN COMES

      They found 16 Christian men already gathered in the church to pray for rain. "Can we stay here, Pastor, and pray until the rain comes?" Baco asked.

Wow, this might take days! Jim thought. There is no sign of rain in the sky. In addition, I did not tell my wife Sandy where I was going--she might worry. Moreover, I have other things I need to tend to back at the mission!

Baco saw Jim's hesitation and the look on his face. "Pastor," he said, "you have taught us that everything God wrote in His Word is true, and you have taught us that God would answer our prayers. So if we pray for this rain by His promise and His Word, then He will do it--for we have a great need here!"

 "Yes, of course!" Jim agreed. "So let's start praying!"

The men decided that Jim would start and each man would pray in turn, and that they would keep praying until it rained. Sitting down in a circle, they began pleading with the Lord for rain. The eighteen men prayed in turn, then they started around again--and again--52 fervent, heartfelt prayers.

       People were gathered around the church peering in the windows, so in order that they might concentrate on their prayers, Jim got up and closed the shutters on the windows. Twice again the men went around the circle praying--36 prayers.

HERE COMES THE ANSWER!
      

     Suddenly they heard the window shutters start banging! Usually when rain is coming in Benin, strong winds precede it. After stopping to listen for a minute, the Christians resumed praying fervently. When Jim prayed now, he asked the Lord to forgive him for his unbelief.  

The shutters began banging loudly now. All of a sudden, the wind tore one end of the church roof right off! All 18 men started to pray at one time. Again, Jim pleaded with the Lord to forgive him for his unbelief.

     The wind died down. Then Jim heard great raindrops pelting the metal roof of the church. Faster and faster, louder and louder--then the rain was pouring down, a cacophony of sound greeting their ears like music! 

      Jim and the others all leaped up and ran outside in the rain shouting for joy and praising the Lord. In addition, all the people of the village were doing the same thing. What did it matter if they got soaked? It was blessed, blessed!

      Many people came to thank Jim, Baco, and the other Christian men for praying. The chief came to them also and said, "Your God is more powerful than ours. From now on, every year when the crops are planted, we will call on you Christians to pray for rain."

      For three days, the rain poured down. The crops were saved. "This experience made me realize that it's not enough for us Christians to study God's Word and teach that it is true," Jim Brock says.

     "Too often we tend to get in a rut and forget that it really is true; when faced with a test or trial, we tend to rationalize, as I did. That day, through the man I had trained in my Bible school, God reminded me that His promises not only apply to Biblical days, but they apply now to every area of our lives!"

An Experience

by Ann Doupont

On Thursday morning, March 30, 2006, the Lord awakened me as He said to me, “Signs and wonders. Signs and wonders shall follow this conference. There shall be a permanent impartation of My glory in the land.”

 When I first saw the flyer announcing the “Voice of the Lord” conference hosted by Christie Moore Ministries starting on March 30^th, I knew in my spirit that there was something different about this conference. I sensed a powerful anointing upon it and knew that I was to go to it.

 At least twice during the conference, it was mentioned that this was not just a conference, but also a holy convocation. It was exciting to me to see so many people I knew (about 40 of them) showing up on Thursday night.

 At one point during the meeting, I “saw” a bright light, looking like a huge flash light or spot light, shining down from Heaven into my heart. It was as if the Lord was looking inside, and then sweeping (with a broom) the little bit that still needed to be swept clean. Then, I heard someone saying something about there being an impartation of light, and I think I also heard the word “sweep” or “sweeping.” The Lord revealed to me that He was doing this very thing to others also in the room.

 Upon lying down after the meeting, I “saw” a change in my inner man. I saw the light shining in me, and I saw several people I knew who were there that night. It was a connection that had taken place with us.

 During the Friday morning gathering, Lynne Groening walked in the room and I heard the Lord say to me, “In walked love.” I walked up to Lynne and invited her to sit with me, which she did.

 I sat there quietly whispering in tongues, as I often do. I kept hearing some words in English, which I had been hearing for some time, but had puzzled me. The words were, “Bye bye, daughter.” The Lord spoke to me, saying that I would need help in understanding their meaning. I was prompted to write down what I had been hearing on a piece of paper, saying that I needed help in understanding it, and then hand it to Lynne.

 As soon as I did that, I had a deep sense of grieving in my inner man. After she read what I had written, I told her that. She seemed to think for a few seconds, and then said that she thought I was being called into intercession. I told her I was going to the rest room.

 Upon entering the rest room to pray, I realized that the burden of what I was sensing was too great for me to bear alone. It seemed to be for just one individual. The Lord had said to me that if this individual did not repent, he would die. I knew whom He was referring to, and that the man had suffered three heart attacks in 2005.

 Walking out into the hallway and continuing to feel this heavy burden, I wondered what to do. Lynne then got up and headed to the rest room. The Lord prompted me to go back in there and tell her what I was experiencing, asking her to pray together with me. The “bye bye daughter” had to do with my saying “bye bye” to him, if he did not repent.

 I commanded “resistance” to come down in Jesus’ Name, and for it to stop! Finally, I sensed something had happened. Lynne prayed that the man would repent as Apostle Dave called him to it. She also prayed for me, and we released the situation to the Lord.

 Amazingly, upon walking back into the auditorium, Dave was calling for repentance. Everyone in the room seemed to be repenting. The man I had specifically had on my heart to pray for was actually wailing in repentance.

 Upon leaving the 4-hour meeting that day, I needed to go home and process what had taken place. I felt as though I had given birth to something. Even in my inner man, it was as if my womb was now empty. Just as in a natural birth, after the baby is born, the womb is then empty…and the mother is exhausted. That is exactly how I felt.

 That night, the meetings began again at 7 pm. As worship was going forth, just before it ended, I heard a song I had never heard before. It was heavenly. I have no recollection of any of the words, nor the melody. However, I knew in my spirit that it was birthed out of heaven. In wanting to know its name and artist, I asked Brother Jim (who was doing the sound) what the name of the last song played was. I wrote down what he showed on the paper.

 Thinking about that song later, I realized that this was not the song I had heard. The one I had heard was one I had never heard before. I had sobbed and sobbed all through the song, knowing it was from another realm (although I thought that someone else had heard it and then recorded it on a CD). After speaking with Brother Jim, it became unclear to me whether that had happened, or whether I had heard something from another realm while something else was being played on a CD.

 Arriving late on Saturday morning, worship had already started, and so I entered in. I knew I would not be staying for all the meetings that day, as the Holy Spirit had revealed that to me before I left the house.

 Just before worship ended, I was again “caught up” in the Spirit. I saw an angel with a trumpet to its mouth. Then, I heard one loud, long trumpet blast and I continued to observe what was going on in the heavenly realm. I heard the Spirit say that there were 11 more angels, 12 in all.

 I watched as two angels were standing behind the first one, with their trumpets. They blew them the same as the first one had…long and loud. The angels were in a V-shaped formation, as you see geese. Then, there was the third trumpet blast as the next two angels sounded their trumpets.

 When the fourth set of two angels began sounding a blast, I looked across the room to see Brian Harrison handing the microphone to Apostle Dave. Dave began singing a prophetic song, something about coming up higher.

 Some time before the fifth set of trumpets sounded, I heard the Spirit say that when the fifth trumpets sounded, grace would be poured out on the earth. As the fifth set of five angels began their blast, Christie began prophesying from the pulpit.

 The Holy Spirit spoke to me that my part at the conference had been accomplished, and that it was time for me to leave. I had to go home and process what had taken place.

When I first arrived in Boise, just over 4 years ago, there was a conference going on, called, “Passion for Harvest.” It was because of that conference that I moved to Boise at the time, to help with the conference. I was to be one of the speakers at this conference, speaking on women. Chad Taylor had told me that I should speak the same day as Lee Grady (whom I had invited) would speak on women.

 What was unknown to me at the time I moved here was that Chad would not be returning, and that there were so many people invited to speak at this conference that there was not time for all to speak. Therefore, I was never given opportunity to speak, except once for about 60 seconds.

 I had lived in the SF Bay Area all my life, until the Holy Spirit spoke to me to move to Boise…that He was positioning me for the upcoming revival. He also told me that He had need of me there. Therefore, in obedience to His voice, I gave notice to my employer, quitting my job, and to my apartment manager, and moved, leaving California on March 1, 2002.

 As a 5-month-old baby Christian in April 1980, I flew to Washington, D.C. to march on the Mall along with about ½ million other Christians. Although it had been raining for 4 days straight, as we raised our hands toward Heaven in one accord, the clouds parted. We knelt together in the mud in repentance for our nation.

 Revival was implanted in me from then on.

During the conference in Boise, which was exactly 4 years between the dates of that one, and this one, it was Easter weekend. On Good Friday, something happened that made me feel as though I would die. On Saturday, I felt a rest. On Resurrection morning, I was awakened by an alarm going off, which sounded very much like my alarm clock, which was not set. I sat up in bed with a start, and then got up, realizing it was God waking me up.

Going into the living room, pondering what had just taken place, the Holy Spirit began prompting me to look at the picture of my son on the nearby table. I thought it was just me, or a distraction, so at first I did not do that. Again, the inner prompting came. Therefore, I looked at the picture. It was then that He said to me, “Just as when you were pregnant with your son, you didn’t know what his face would look like until after he was born, so it is with this revival. You won’t know what it will look like until after it’s born.”

Years ago, the Holy Spirit spoke to me, saying that different people mean different things when they ask God for revival. He said to me to describe to Him what I meant by the word “revival” and that He would give me one. Therefore, I set out trying to describe it to Him. I read every book on the subject I could get my hands on…and I prayed and prayed and prayed.

I finally found one that fully described what I wanted, and I asked the Lord for that to happen. Then, I felt as though it had been done…that He had heard me.

This weekend, I felt as though what I had been impregnated with for the past 26 years has finally been born. Its simple name is “revival.”

I once wrote, “repentance is revival.” There is definitely a repentance going on, which started, or intensified, this past weekend. It is not only here in Boise, or only in Treasure Valley, or even only in the USA, but I believe that something was released this past Friday that will go around the world.

A couple of months ago, I saw a vision of a world globe in my spirit. It was as if the Lord was enlarging my territory. From then on, He had me begin to connect with more people in other parts of the English-speaking world.

Ann Doupont  / April 4, 2006

Miracle at Wal-Mart

By Linda Bressler

As we were leaving the Super Wal-Mart-Store near us, a six month old baby girl had just fallen from her infant-seat in the grocery cart, onto the concrete floor. The seat had only moments before been unbuckled. Her daddy and two officers were attending her lifeless little body when we arrived.

Immediately, Gene (my husband) and I began to boldly pray openly right on the spot. No one stopped us. We were aware of His presence and protection. We were also aware of people continuing to check out their purchases. This seemingly without concern for the little lifeless body lying on the floor. It was so the gospel of "Acts" relived!

Within minutes the Lord had me go over to her very-upset-crying-mommy. After embracing her, I asked if she was Born-Again, she said, "yes". Then I asked her if we could pray together for her baby. Danielle (mom) said, "yes!" The babies name was Sarah.

We prayed boldly for quite some time to God that life be given back to Sarah. We prayed what would be considered "ridiculous prayers". These were prayers only the Lord could answer. All this time, while praying, the child remained flaccid and pale.... The E. M. S. team had yet to arrive.

I didn't see this, but Gene saw a red-spot form on top of baby Sarah's little head. The red-spot began flowing down into her cheeks and brought back color into her face. "It", the spot, appeared to move throughout her body. As it moved over her she began to breathe normally, cry, kick, and look around. She literally came back to life before our eyes and was very upset. All these sounds and actions made us extremely happy indeed!

When Sarah began to stir, Danielle (Sarah's mom) began to think more clearly, and reached down to comfort her baby. When the baby saw her mommy, for the first time since the fall, she responded immediately! It was wonderful seeing a miracle unfolding before our eyes.

The parents were young and very caring. The mom thanked me and another lady who came along side her bringing comfort. The other lady had great compassion in her heart, said, “I have “no children, but understand". She also had an unusual calming presence about her. I've heard angels are only men but wonder now if "the Hispanic looking lady" may have been an angel.

I also remember behind us stood a small man, who I could hear repeat often, while we were praying, "she will be fine." Again in calming, almost unemotional, assurance. He looked Hispanic, like the lady, only smaller in stature. I asked him if he was Born-Again. He looked at me as if he had never heard "the term", and with no expression or answer to my question said, "she will be fine." Two angels? Perhaps so. Is there anything too impossible for God?

Another witness to our hearts happened the following morning. Upon waking up early I was impressed to turn on Christian TV. The teaching was on Aaron's anointing with oil from Psalm 133. The teaching that was taught that morning was about oil which was poured on his head and ran down his face and beard. The teacher said "when the anointing comes it first comes upon the head"!

Immediately the Lord took my thoughts to what Gene saw regarding the red-spot on top of Sarah's head and life coming back into her little body.

Whatever God did that Thursday night we give all glory to him. We saw a miracle at the Super Wal-Mart in Tampa! Just in time for Christmas! An All-God-Event, indeed!

I called St. Joe's Children's Hospital many times. This is where the E. M. S. team took Sarah, and eventually got through to speak to her grandmother. She thanked me profusely and said, "Sarah is perfect! She doesn't even have a bruise or a bump!"

Each time she thanked me I thanked God for what He had done!

We are in great awe for what the Lord did for Sarah. Great awe! However, with this knowledge comes a "knowing" that more of these kinds of miracles, signs and wonders are multiplying in our times... Praise God! We are "seeing His hand and promises unfold before our eyes!"

All we must do is step out and allow Him His way.

God loves us with eternity through sweet Jesus. He has blessed us mega-fold in every way.

These blessings come to us when our life is hidden in Christ Jesus.

   
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