“I started my prayer box when I was 14. My dad was an atheist and my grandfather, a Muslim, I prayed and shared Christ every opportunity I had.”
— Monica to Leading Hearts
-continued from p. 9Much to my surprise and chagrin, I felt a nudge, the same nudge I experienced at Leslie’s church. I fought it for a bit and then stood up and walked down the aisle. With tears streaming down my face I knelt at the altar and gave my heart to Christ.
On Fire After the healing service my brother was never hospitalized again. My family did not continue attending church, but my parents drove me to services every Sunday and Wednesday. I went from troubled teen to on fire with the love of Christ. There was no earthly explanation for the change. It was simply a miracle that everyone I knew noticed. @jamiewrightimages
The church was hosting a healing service. My younger brother has Down Syndrome and was hospitalized frequently for other health related ailments. Out of love for my brother, we all attended the service. I hadn’t been to church often, and this particular service seemed unusual. People were clapping, singing loudly and raising their hands in the air. I had never seen this before and feared they might be crazy. Later in the service they prayed for my brother. Shortly after the prayer for healing, they extended a call for all who wanted to accept Christ as Savior.
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One Sunday, my pastor preached a sermon using Psalm 2:8:
Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession (KJV). Pastor Gardner explained that I could rewrite the history of my family through prayer. My heart was lit on fire with passion and excitement. I started believing that my family and friends would all eventually come to faith in Christ. After that sermon, I wrote that verse on the top of several pieces of