My Cup Runneth Over

Today at church we celebrated women who have overcome the terrible disease of breast cancer and many women came to the front of the church as a testimony that they are survivors of breast cancer, one lady a nineteen-year survivor! There is another lady in our church who was diagnosed with stage four lymphoma in all four quadrants of her body, she came forward for prayer at our April 3, 2015 Good Friday service and the report came back two weeks ago that she is completely cancer free. I saw the miracle of a young teenaged girl who was born with both of her feet deformed and turned over, clubbed feet, and she had to wear shoes that were specially formed to her feet and braces on her legs, after prayer one Wednesday night after service with no one in the church except her and our family, my dad lay hands on her and prayed. The next day my mother went to a shopping mall and this girl ran out of a show store to show mother that she was buying the first pair of normal shoes she had ever had in her life! She finished high school and became a Delta Airline Attendant wearing the required high heels.

Yes I have seen many miracles, I have had miracles in my own life and God is worthy to be praised, and He has done it again! I had a prayer answered today that I am not at liberty to explain at this time but I could not keep quiet that God is an awesome God! Praise God from Whom all blessings flow!

Isaiah 65:24 “It shall come to pass that before they call, I will answer; And while they are still speaking, I will hear.”

Psalm 34: 1-9 I bless God every chance I get; My lungs expand with his praise. I live and breathe God; If things aren’t going well, hear this and be happy: Join me in spreading the news; Together let’s get the word out. God met me more than halfway, He freed me from my anxious fears. Look at him; give him your warmest smile. Never hide your feelings from him.  When I was desperate, I called out, and God got me out of a tight spot. God’s angel sets up a circle of protection around us while we pray. Open your mouth and taste, open your eyes and see how good God is. Blessed are you who run to him. Worship God if you want the best; Worship opens doors to all his goodness.

I thank God for answered prayer and wanted to share my happy news with you! Call on Him, I an promise you that He will answer!

7 Replies to “My Cup Runneth Over”

      1. Thank you my sweet friend. I thought of Helen Goss all day too. I love having the same birthday as her!

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  1. Harolene, I was sad to miss the 11am service, but I was doing my thing with our East West children. So not too sad. My cup is NOT running over yet, but this is the time I have learned to offer a sacrifice of praise. Which I am doing. Thanking God for His leading, guiding and protecting me. During my sleepless night, I came across a video of a Wednesday night clip of your beloved Father and the end of his message that I listened to at 5am was to TRUST God. I shared with your sister that 25 years ago, in a burst of anger with God, let him know that perhaps I DID have some trust issues and perhaps I didn’t even know what the word meant. God gave me at that moment, driving on 75 N, I know the bridge I was on in that little red Celica His definition of TRUST. T.total R.release U.unto S.stable T.truths. At that moment and forever more, the most stable of all truths that I am acquainted with is “GOD LOVES ME” Then your brother in the 9:30 service talked a little about his vision for us at East West. Since coming to this church and encountering your family, I’ve come face to face with my passion and my purpose for what’s left of my dash, is to POUR THE LOVE OF JESUS INTO FUTURE GENERATIONS. I do that in several different arenas and yesterday I was asked by someone if my church would welcome someone of “her kind” I said of course and your brother validated for me we are a hospital for sick people. So I am with you, walking hand in hand, hearing from God who continues to shed just enough light for the step I’m on. I’m praising God. It’s a sacrifice of praise right now, but it what I’ve been taught to do. The more I learn about this group of Armenians, the more happy I am to have happened upon this group of Mushegans.

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