A New Creature. . . an Apostolic Pentecostal blog

  God is so good. . . How many times have things like this occurred to Jackie and I. We live in the heart of Amish country.  The Amish use horse and buggies for transportation, horses for farm field work, etc. So we are surrounded by horses.  I awoke this morning, feeling like I hadn't slept last night.  I was exhausted, had a slight headache. . . just needed more sleep.  I let work know that I would be in late, and rested until I felt ready to face the day. Spent some time sipping coffee, petting the dogs, watching the various birds and a squirrel feed at the feeders before heading off to work As I drove west on U.S. 20 toward LaGrange, Indiana, I thought I saw a horse  up in the distance, maybe ¼ mile up the road.  Too far away to tell for sure, but as I drove I was thinking maybe it was a glimpse of a buggy just leaving the road, or someone riding a horse, neither of which is uncommon in these parts, in the heart of Amish country. So I kept my eyes ...

The power of prayer. . . God delivering my wife and I from a very difficult situation.

I came to God later in life than most. I am 52 years old today in 2006. Until a little over six years ago, in June of 2000, I was an atheist. I want to share my story with you. It is a story of answered prayers, not my prayers, but my wife's. I was an atheist. I married a Christian lady. She prayed for me for 10 years. I can remember watching at night as she prayed. Thinking how very foolish she was praying to a God that I was certain did not exist. I was the fool. The first crack in my shell came in the fall of 1999. I had been having some health problems and my doctor did a personal lifestyle inventory. One of the questions that he asked me was, "What were my religious beliefs?" I told him, I was an atheist. Then he asked,"How is your relationship with your father?" I told him it was pretty bad. My father was an alcoholic and consumed with his addiction while I was growing up. I really don't have much of a relationship with him to this day. The next thing...