To: SoCooLBob@Yahoo.Com From: Spaz20@Webtv.net (Michelle Lee) Subject: godthesis Below is the result of your feedback form. It was submitted by Michelle Lee (Spaz20@Webtv.net) Experience: I've always believed in God, most of my life (i am 21). Especially when I was younger. I always prayed and went to church (mainly then because my parents forced me to!), but one day when I was 13, I had an amazing thing happen. My aunt Sharon was pregnant, we were all happy about it, she was about 4 months along and her and my uncle were pleased because the doctor said everything looked good so far but they didn't want to know the sex of the baby. One night I had a dream, in front of me was this newborn baby boy. I knew that it was my aunts baby, i just knew it. It was hooked up to all of these machines, and I could tell that something was not right. It was like I could then see into the body and saw that the lungs and kidneys were not fully developed. It was so real and vivid. I remember this feeling of sadness, but then the dreamed changed to a feeling of hope. Something was letting me know that everything would be ok, but I had to pray. I told my aunt about this dream, she got angry and said "don't even talk about that!". So I completly dropped it. It was always on my mind though. The day she went into labor, everyone was excited, I remember faking my excitment because I could not stop feeling this urge to pray because something would not be right. I prayed, and of course, when she had my little cousin (Justin), he was immediatly taken away because he wasn't crying or breathing at all. The doctors then saw that the umbilicol cord had been wrapped around his neck during the pregnancy and his lungs and kidneys did not fully develope. When I heard this chills went through my body, I prayed for hours. When I went to see Justin in the hospital, he was hooked up to a baby life support machine, it was the exact picture of what I saw in my dream. I mean, it was literally like i took a polaroid in my dream and was looking at it. My mom baptized him because the octors said he wasn't going to live, but guess what? God performs miracles! The doctors were wrong and my cousin is doing great. He is now 7 years old. This is just one of many experiences, but as I got older and into highschool, my innocence was gone and I felt far from God, and these experiences stopped happening. It wasn't until recently that i came back to God. And if I wrote all of the miraculous things I have seen and heard, you probably would not believe it! But other things have happened, I probably don't have enough time to write them all. ____________________________________________ which: My mom was not REALLY religious. We went to church and believed in God. My parents are divorced, my mom is remarried to a man that is basically like most people, just kind of in the middle of things when it comes to religion. My real father is a catholic, he was pretty strict but my parents divorced when i was four so i didn't get the full "wrath" that my father would have given me for my pothead highschool years! ____________________________________________ after: My mom was Lutheran, like i said my dad was Catholic, recently i have been "saved" and i am on fire for God like never before. I go to a Pentecostal church. That one experience has always been like a fact to me that God exists, and he will do miracles, but you have to be opn to it. ____________________________________________ before: This and other miracles that I have seen, like when my brother almost died in a car accident, a day that i will also never forget, is just proof to me that things happen science CANNOT explain. In fact the night my brother got in his car accident, my mom woke up and saw an angel in her room at the exact time that the accident occured. Now, she didn't know at that time what was happening to my brother, nor did I know that my little cousin was going to have this happen. It cannot be coincidence, and if it is, then i have had a lot of coincidences!!! God is real. There is no longer any doubt in my mind. ____________________________________________ emotions: I was 13 and I was not really in any intense emotional state. I was just a hyperactive 13 year old with zits on my face! I guess you could say I was basically happy. ____________________________________________ |
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