Ayelet searched for truth in all the wrong places. Cathie became a New Ager, guiding her life by crystals. Both found redemption in the one person their Jewish families cautioned them against, Jesus of Nazareth.
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The love of Jesus transcends all barriers including those of race and gender. Sally explains why she donated a portion of her liver to a complete stranger and what she learned about God as a result. We would like to thank WNIV in Atlanta, Georgia, for partnering with us on this week's program.
No matter where you’ve gone or what you’ve done, God doesn’t stop pursuing His children. Discover how God transformed the lives of Jennifer and Raymond, two people struggling under the weight of addiction and set them on the path to recovery. Be encouraged by a story of God’s love and power.
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Stories of God at Work
As I grew up, I knew my grandma as a saint. She didn't just get her bible out of the closet on Sunday, go to church and then come home and do her own thing the rest of the week. She went to church every Sunday morning and night, every Wednesday night, until they passed, she did ladies hair for church every Saturday. She was also on the prayer chain at her church. And every morning, she read Our Daily Bread (which is why I started reading it too :) ). But I went too church when I had too, at her house on any weekend. I was baptized at her church at the age of 9, but nothing changed. I kept living the same (not sinful, but not saintly), kept watching the same shows, sleeping in on Sunday mornings, normally, etc. But, at the age of 16, I was in a bad accident that almost, should of, killed me (fell off a bridge off a motorcycle 30 ft; shattered pelvis, broke a leg, arm, a finger and my collarbone and sustained a traumatic brain injury. Spent 4 1/2 months in the hospital, a year in a wheelchair and shattered dreams (Air Force Academy was no longer an option.) But then God orchestrated events that brought me closer to Him. Met a kid in High School at lunch who inspired me to read the Bible, at CU met my current best friend (who's currently a missionary in Spain to North African Nations) who led a Bible Study and with whom I started attending church regularly. Baptized in 1984, bad accident in 1991, started reading the Bible in 1993, attending church regularly in 1994. (Also started reading Our Daily Bread in 1995.) Maybe, not the right way, but better late than never!