(Theme: “God’s Not Dead” By: Newsboys)
Quote: “I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD In the land of the living.” (Psalm 27:13 NASB)
Miracles/Supernatural Encounters:
I believe because of who God is, not in what He does, but He has done things in accordance with Who He Is. Aside from my Salvation story and everything under 'My Story'. These are my greatest testimonies to why I believe what I believe. I will include both good and bad spiritual encounters here. It will be obvious which are which by the end results. Good results = God encounters, Bad results = Demonic encounters.
This is an ongoing list of miracles and supernatural encounters of all sorts I have witnessed in my life. More will steadily be added as either new miracles take place or memory recalls yet another one. [Also as I find past journal documentation and corroboration of family who also witnessed things]. I hope you enjoy.
Go Get Kim:
There was a time when I was very young, about 6 or 7. I normally would get picked up by a babysitter and taken to her house for my mom to pick up after she got off work. My dad worked later hours so he couldn’t be there for me when school was over either. This time however no one came to get me. I was crying and praying. There was a lady yelling at the kids for being there saying it was because their parents didn’t love them, that no one had picked them up.
The next thing I knew my mom was there getting me out of there. She told me after that she heard this phrase repeatedly in her head “Go get Kim, Go get Kim, Go get Kim.” We believe that was a message from my angel to hers that she needed to come get me. Needless to say I never went back to that babysitters house, but that was a miracle in my book!
Evil In A Poster:
I was visiting my cousin and stayed the night, his sister had fallen asleep and we were bored, he pulled out this old ghost story book. A few gave us a chill, but it wasn’t really scary, though when we realized they were true stories we decide to stop reading and go play some video games on his SEGA Genesis. We went to my cousins room, and I was glad the lights were off since I absolutely hated his posters, they were demonic looking creatures, tortured and mutilated bodies and one of Marlin Manson, needless to say I kept my eyes on the TV. We sat on the floor the little TV lit up most of the room and we began to play some kind of fighting game, we got really into it, what happened next, is hard to explain, it was as if I heard something… yet I didn’t… but it drew my attention to one of the posters, then whatever I heard or felt, jumped form that poster to another.
Later I found out my cousin did the same thing, but he followed a different thing form poster to poster, this continued until both me and my cousin felt whatever it was stop on the Marlin Manson poster… our eyes met it at the exact same time and then we immediately looked at each other simultaneously. We both jumped up and ran from the room, we dropped to the floor panting in his sisters room. She was still asleep, my cousin looked at me and said “Those Posters are coming down Tomorrow!” I was glad to hear that, the amazing thing is I had just told him earlier that day that I didn’t like his posters and they creeped me out, inside I wished they would be taken down. Since then I had felt it was a demon or evil spirit that was trying to push its way through using those posters as a door. However, now that I look back on it, that may be true, but I now see it as God answered my inward prayer that my cousin would get rid of those evil posters and as he said the next day while the sun was up he took those posters down and he couldn’t have been more relieved about it. That night you couldn’t have paid or forced him back into that room. His room. I had left my pillows and sheet in there and ran as if I was on fire to grab it and get back to my cousin, the thing is I still felt something… chills filled me and I had never felt something so dark and evil, if those posters would have stayed up I have no doubt that some kind of door would have eventually opened. The kind that is not easily closed, so I thank God for letting that happen and causing me and my cousin to avoid danger and understand things come in two parts physical and spiritual.
Red Means Stop:
There was another time when I was chasing after my cousins who had crossed the street to get to the ice cream truck. I was about to step out when I heard my mom shout “Kim!” and it felt as if I had hit an invisible wall. A red sports car at that exact moment sped by narrowly missing me. I found out from my mom that she had seen a horrible image in her mind of me getting hit by a red car and turned to shout. I believe an angel stopped me from stepping out and saved my life.
He's a good boy:
I had never lost a dog before, and when we had to decide to put Bear to sleep I was dying inside. He was the family dog. I loved him and watching him pass like that, was devastating. Weeks after I would just be crying, unable to drive, inconsolable. My fear was animals going to heaven. I had read a book that broke down how they do have souls, many amazing proofs confirmed with the bible. 'Living Soul', is used and sacrifice of a 'sinless soul', which animals were offered for sin sacrifices, but they only lasted temporary, but Jesus eternally paid it off.
Still, I couldn't deal with it, people saying how there are horses with Jesus when He returns, and that animals are talked about all through Revelations. It wasn't enough. So I did the thing I remembered our Church's Freedom department saying, 'Ask God 'Where were You, when it happened?' So I closed my eyes, and asked Him. Tears pouring and I saw something. It was weird. Like I was watching a movie/memory, I saw everything as it was that day. Dad standing there, Mom with her arms around Bear and his lifeless body, but then I looked to the right. Standing there was Bear! He was younger than he was, his hair looked better too, he was panting and smiling while his tail wagged. Next to him stood a figure. I knew at once it was Jesus, and though I saw Him, I can't quite remember His face, but He smiled at me. Knelt down next to Bear and put His arm around Him. I heard my spirit. "he's a good boy. I got him now." And though I still missed Bear, and still cried, it wasn't the same any more. I knew, I would get to see him again, and I had peace.
Throw it away:
I worked in Facilities...
This is an ongoing list of miracles and supernatural encounters of all sorts I have witnessed in my life. More will steadily be added as either new miracles take place or memory recalls yet another one. [Also as I find past journal documentation and corroboration of family who also witnessed things]. I hope you enjoy.
Go Get Kim:
There was a time when I was very young, about 6 or 7. I normally would get picked up by a babysitter and taken to her house for my mom to pick up after she got off work. My dad worked later hours so he couldn’t be there for me when school was over either. This time however no one came to get me. I was crying and praying. There was a lady yelling at the kids for being there saying it was because their parents didn’t love them, that no one had picked them up.
The next thing I knew my mom was there getting me out of there. She told me after that she heard this phrase repeatedly in her head “Go get Kim, Go get Kim, Go get Kim.” We believe that was a message from my angel to hers that she needed to come get me. Needless to say I never went back to that babysitters house, but that was a miracle in my book!
Evil In A Poster:
I was visiting my cousin and stayed the night, his sister had fallen asleep and we were bored, he pulled out this old ghost story book. A few gave us a chill, but it wasn’t really scary, though when we realized they were true stories we decide to stop reading and go play some video games on his SEGA Genesis. We went to my cousins room, and I was glad the lights were off since I absolutely hated his posters, they were demonic looking creatures, tortured and mutilated bodies and one of Marlin Manson, needless to say I kept my eyes on the TV. We sat on the floor the little TV lit up most of the room and we began to play some kind of fighting game, we got really into it, what happened next, is hard to explain, it was as if I heard something… yet I didn’t… but it drew my attention to one of the posters, then whatever I heard or felt, jumped form that poster to another.
Later I found out my cousin did the same thing, but he followed a different thing form poster to poster, this continued until both me and my cousin felt whatever it was stop on the Marlin Manson poster… our eyes met it at the exact same time and then we immediately looked at each other simultaneously. We both jumped up and ran from the room, we dropped to the floor panting in his sisters room. She was still asleep, my cousin looked at me and said “Those Posters are coming down Tomorrow!” I was glad to hear that, the amazing thing is I had just told him earlier that day that I didn’t like his posters and they creeped me out, inside I wished they would be taken down. Since then I had felt it was a demon or evil spirit that was trying to push its way through using those posters as a door. However, now that I look back on it, that may be true, but I now see it as God answered my inward prayer that my cousin would get rid of those evil posters and as he said the next day while the sun was up he took those posters down and he couldn’t have been more relieved about it. That night you couldn’t have paid or forced him back into that room. His room. I had left my pillows and sheet in there and ran as if I was on fire to grab it and get back to my cousin, the thing is I still felt something… chills filled me and I had never felt something so dark and evil, if those posters would have stayed up I have no doubt that some kind of door would have eventually opened. The kind that is not easily closed, so I thank God for letting that happen and causing me and my cousin to avoid danger and understand things come in two parts physical and spiritual.
Red Means Stop:
There was another time when I was chasing after my cousins who had crossed the street to get to the ice cream truck. I was about to step out when I heard my mom shout “Kim!” and it felt as if I had hit an invisible wall. A red sports car at that exact moment sped by narrowly missing me. I found out from my mom that she had seen a horrible image in her mind of me getting hit by a red car and turned to shout. I believe an angel stopped me from stepping out and saved my life.
He's a good boy:
I had never lost a dog before, and when we had to decide to put Bear to sleep I was dying inside. He was the family dog. I loved him and watching him pass like that, was devastating. Weeks after I would just be crying, unable to drive, inconsolable. My fear was animals going to heaven. I had read a book that broke down how they do have souls, many amazing proofs confirmed with the bible. 'Living Soul', is used and sacrifice of a 'sinless soul', which animals were offered for sin sacrifices, but they only lasted temporary, but Jesus eternally paid it off.
Still, I couldn't deal with it, people saying how there are horses with Jesus when He returns, and that animals are talked about all through Revelations. It wasn't enough. So I did the thing I remembered our Church's Freedom department saying, 'Ask God 'Where were You, when it happened?' So I closed my eyes, and asked Him. Tears pouring and I saw something. It was weird. Like I was watching a movie/memory, I saw everything as it was that day. Dad standing there, Mom with her arms around Bear and his lifeless body, but then I looked to the right. Standing there was Bear! He was younger than he was, his hair looked better too, he was panting and smiling while his tail wagged. Next to him stood a figure. I knew at once it was Jesus, and though I saw Him, I can't quite remember His face, but He smiled at me. Knelt down next to Bear and put His arm around Him. I heard my spirit. "he's a good boy. I got him now." And though I still missed Bear, and still cried, it wasn't the same any more. I knew, I would get to see him again, and I had peace.
Throw it away:
I worked in Facilities...
