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Corry Bell shares her powerful testimony of loss, heartache, and God's faithfulness. Corry is the lead singer and songwriter of Lev Shelo, a music group dedicated to both the Messianic and Christian communities. Please visit levshelo.com/ to listen to more of their music - including "I'm Still Here" and "I Promise".

In 1998, a man lived alone in a government quarters at Owo, a town in Ondo state, Nigeria. 

He visited his family every two weeks on weekends. Suddenly, his wife was called that he had been admitted in the hospital. The diagnosis was partial stroke, the right hand side of his body was affected.

After a week, he had another stroke on the left hand side of the body. His body was totally paralyzed. After few weeks,in a stable condition,he was discharged from the hospital but couldn't move part of his body. He was mostly carried and made to sit on a wheel chair. With the intervention of some of the his family members and friends,they sought for traditional help. Several sacrifices were made, concoction and ointments too. Out of fear of being opposed,his wife,who was a young Christian convert used them for him as told.

Few months later, while she went to visit the children at home which was another town, her husband's sister stayed behind to take care of him. She locked the door with the keys behind when she went to buy pap. She came back to realise what mistake she had made. He was the only person inside the house,and laid helpless on the bed.

As the sister was thinking of how to break through the door, he heard a voice which said "Arakunrin, dide lo si ilekun yen" meaning "Dear brother, go and open that door". He looked around and saw no one but heard the voice the second time. So he summoned strength, sat up and walked some steps. He fell down. He stood up again and took some steps, he leaped and walked to the door and opened it.

When his wife came back and saw what happened, having read certain passages in the bible, she convinced him that it was the audible voice of God he heard. As they spoke, some Christians, preaching with a megaphone, passed by. She went and invited them in, they preached to him and he, who was a hardened Muslim, confessed Jesus as Lord.

Without any hesitation, they disposed of all the concoction, herbs and ointments given to them. The herbalist who made them threatened that he wouldn't live for the next seven days without them. Guess what? The herbalist died before seven days. Many family members and friends threatened them, claiming that the man wouldn't survive the condition without traditional help, but they ignored them.

The man in the above story is my late father and the wife, my mother. By December 16, it will be four years since he died. Till he died, he leaped. But such incident that led him from a state of complete paralysis to leaping was a great miracle! God have numerous ways he encounters the unsaved. Ours is to trust God to save them as our reveals Christ to them.

Dear reader, whatever miracle means to you in any areas of your life, I decree that it is released to you now in Jesus name. Receive it by faith! Remain blessed.

Written by: Tunmike Umarudeen

www.samonnawatts.com In this message I share my experience of trusting God during my greatest trial, my 5 year old son's battle with brain cancer. This a story of hope, trust and faith in God and total victory in Jesus Christ. No matter what difficult situation you are going through, this testimony is a reminder that God is greater than your problems and He cares for you. I pray that you are inspired.

"An eight-year-old child heard her parents talking about her little brother. All she knew was that he was very sick and they had no money left. They were moving to a smaller house because they could not afford to stay in the present house after paying the doctor's bills. Only a very costly surgery could save him now and there was no one to loan them the money.

When she heard her daddy say to her tearful mother with whispered desperation, 'Only a miracle can save him now', the little girl went to her bedroom and pulled her piggy bank from its hiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.

Clutching the precious piggy bank tightly, she slipped out the back door and made her way six blocks to the local drugstore. She took a quarter from her bank and placed it on the glass counter.
"And what do you want?" asked the pharmacist. "It's for my little brother," the girl answered back. "He's really very sick and I want to buy a miracle."

"I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.  "His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my daddy says only a miracle can save him. So how much does a miracle cost?" "We don't sell miracles here, child. I'm sorry," the pharmacist said, smiling sadly at the little girl. She insisted, "Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I can try and get some more. Just tell me how much it costs."

In the shop was a well-dressed customer. He stooped down and asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does your brother need?" "I don't know," she replied with her eyes welling up. "He's really sick and mommy says he needs an operation. But my daddy can't pay for it, so I have brought my savings".

"How much do you have?" asked the man. "One dollar and eleven cents; but I can try and get some more", she answered barely audibly. "Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man, "A dollar and eleven cents - the exact price of a miracle for little brothers." He took her money in one hand and held her hand with the other. He said, "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need."

That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a Neurosurgeon. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn't long before Andrew was home again and doing well.
"That surgery," her mom announced, "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost." The little girl smiled. She knew exactly how much the miracle cost ... one dollar and eleven cents ... plus the faith of a little child.

Perseverance can make miracles happen! Miracle can come in various forms - as a doctor, as a lawyer, as a teacher, as a police and many others… A river cuts the rock not because of its power, but because of its consistency.  Never lose your hope; keep walking towards your vision."‎

Culled from online Article ‘Only a Miracle’ published by; cmedics.org