THE KING OF MIRACLES

WHO IS THE KING OF MIRACLES??

JESUS IS THAT KING.

 Unless you know him - you are unaware of the miracles he still performs daily.


How often do you hear someone say."They all should have been killed I don't know how anyone survived?" Then when you see what they are speaking of, a horrific accident, you also wonder how someone was spared. 

 So why do some survive when others don't?
A Miracle.

God knows the heart condition of everyone. I believe survivors qualify for a second chance of becoming the person in Christ that they were meant to be.  

Angels are messengers sent by God to perform his Will. Many people have actually been permitted to see them at an accident, while others have been miraculously taken out of the way before an accident happens. 

It is not for us to understand or to know. That is God's business.  

    

Can you remember a miracle when you have been protected or saved from something you can't explain?

I have experienced many miracles yet the one I savor the most was when ill and Jesus came to stand beside my bed.

It was 1979 and I'd experienced a very traumatic birth with my fourth child. 

Kept longer in the hospital due to suffering from a thrombosis (blood clot), I was finally discharged yet still very ill. 

Lying in bed one evening while the rest of the family watched television I had the feeling of impending death. 

Closing my eyes. I asked Jesus to come and stand beside me. 

Knowing someone was at my bedside I opened my eyes and there he was, standing and looking down at me. 

He wore a cloak with the hood pulled up over his head shadowing his face. In his left hand, he held a shepherd's crook. 

As I realized who he was, he turned and walked from the room.  

From then on I began to heal.  A Miracle! 

Not all prayer is answered in the way we would like it to be. 

Yet Christians cannot lose. 

Jesus is with us on earth OR we are with him in Heaven.              

No more hurt, trauma or pain - instead, release.

James 5:14-16 ¹⁴Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the LORD. ¹⁵And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the LORD will raise them up. If they have sinned, they will be forgiven. ¹⁶Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.

  

I Believe in MIRACLES

Your Heart is approximately the same size as your closed fist.

Bundle Branch Block - with gaps where the heart stops for a short time.

A few years ago I suffered from a heart complaint known as (L) Bundle Branch Block. I had experienced two cardiac arrests while living in America and this was likely the end result.

The heart contains two bundle branches, a left, and a right. There is an electrical system which stimulates and fires between these two branches to keep the heart in a healthy rhythm. 

Coming back to live in Australia with this condition I was sent to be assessed by Dr. David Cross a cardiologist. He saw me on a regular basis for two years before deciding to investigate it further. My worst symptoms were the episodes of almost fainting. The room would spin with everything turning black for a few seconds.

The night before entering the hospital, I asked Pastor Gary if I could have prayer for healing and oil anointing.

He and the church elders plus my husband Ray were all present on that night. The Bible scriptures on healing were read aloud for understanding. This was one of those scriptures.  

James 5:14-15 “Is anyone among you sick? Let him call for the elders of the church, and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer of faith will save the one who is sick, and the Lord will raise him up. And if he has committed sins, he will be forgiven. The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.”

Everyone lay hands on me, with each person taking the time to pray individually. Then I asked the Lord to forgive me for any committed sins either on purpose or unintentionally. 

Next Day: I caught a train to Brisbane. Climbing the steep hill from Auchenflower train station to the Main Hospital Entrance I had no problems with shortness of breath which was unusual. 

Admitted and before being taken to my room, I was fitted with a telemetry. This is a small type of portable E.C.G. monitor that transfers a heart pattern to a computer screen. These screens with a patient name and room number are situated on display throughout the ward for constant vigil. They raise the alarm, in case of a severe problem.

Looking at a screen as I was about to enter my room, I saw that my heart was NO LONGER in bundle branch block but back in NORMAL sinus rhythm.

The joy of the Lord burst forth as I laughed with recognition, yes the Lord had miraculously healed me.

I said nothing to David as I entered the theatre for him to perform an angiogram on me the next day.      

This test is performed under local anesthetic with a catheter (a long thin tube) inserted into the femoral artery (groin), it is pushed up inside until it reaches the heart. A special dye is injected into the coronary arteries and X-rays are taken. Just as I was going under the anesthetic I remember the doctor looking at his screen and joking, “hey Crystal, look at your heart.”

In recovery later and still woozy, David told me I was fine and would go home the next day.

Asking the evening nurse, what time David completed his daily rounds, I was told he was NOT a morning person, and always came after lunch.

So I was amazed when he came busting into my room at 7am the next day. He said to me, “I am astounded, no I am flabbergasted! Your heart is fine! It’s like that of a newborn baby.”

He looked in shock seemingly confused about what he was saying.

I was laughing so he must have thought I was mad.

I told him about the prayer for healing, and he just stared. He knew this was a miracle because he was the one to perform the previous blood tests, ECGs and stress test on me.

God doesn’t always heal, yet he does tell us, “In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:18.

My Unshakeable Faith

I feel sorry for people who have never had, spiritual experiences.
My mother and grandparents, had a strong belief in our Creator God.
Yet as a child, I didn't fully comprehend, what they were on about.
I was sent to Sunday School, where I was taught much on Bible Stories, learned wonderful songs/hymns and how to recite scripture verses. However, this was all taught to my mind.
At the time, it didn't sink into my heart.
That was to say, not until in my late teens when I entered nursing. At this time I had a close friend, Yvonne, brought up by Salvation Army Officer parents. We both entered the same hospital, as well as doing everything else together. One evening Yvonne took me with her to a church rally. It was during the service that an alter call came, asking for people to give their lives to Christ. I broke down, I cried and cried as the congregation sang, "Just as I am, without one plea, but that thy blood was shed for me, and that thou bidst me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come."

I vividly remember walking down that long aisle to kneel at the alter, and give my life to Christ. 
Yet, my memory actually goes back before this, to a day when I heard a booming voice from the sky, call my name. 
Nine years old and home alone on our small farm, I was out in the feed shed. 
No radio or television was going and there was no one close by.
Yet my name was called so loudly, I ran outside and looked up. 
I knew at that moment, God knew all about me.
Over the years I have had, numerous unexplainable experiences.

Another which stands strongly, was experienced following a difficult birth of my last child.
I was kept in hospital longer than normal, due to a thrombosis (blood clot) in my upper leg.
I also went into kidney failure which presented with swelling to my body and face.
Finally home again I felt very tired and extremely ill.


I felt alone because my then husband, was not a man who considered he should help.
 One night, he went to play tennis. The baby lay in his crib at the side of the bed, and my other three children watched television. 
I was weak and helpless. Laying back on the pillows I closed my eyes and prayed for Jesus to come and stand beside my bed.
Feeling a presence, and thinking it was one of the children, I opened my eyes.
Standing looking down at me was a tall man.
His white almost transparent robe covered his head. He held a Sheppard crook in His hand. 
I couldn't see his face as it was shrouded in shadow. 
As I stared transfixed, he walk towards the bedroom door and out into the well lit hallway.
Suddenly I remembered my prayer.

Yes! Jesus fulfilled my request, and came to me.
He came as a Sheppard who cares for his sheep.

   My youngest baby, all grow up as a man today..  Lee-Joel and I.