I was in a hospital bed near death from a gunshot to my head. The doctors told my parents, "If he lives he'll be blubbering idiot." Then I heard Mom say softly in my ear, "Jesus is going to heal you."
I heard the most beatuful girl in the world say, "Yes, I'll marry you."
Then came the news our first child was coming. What a moment! Doctors had told us we'd never have children. Wrong.
I heard each of my children as they were learning to talk say, "Daddy, wuv you."
Recently I looked into the eyes of our grandaughter in her stroller as she reached to me and tried to call me "Pop."
Who can experience these things and doubt there is God?
I heard God ask me to be a missionary. It was quieter than a voice but louder than just a thought. I was four years old but I knew something important had just happened--something eternal.
That same voice has always been there in the hard and dangerous times on the mission field guiding me and giving me peace.
I've stood beside heads of state as a fellow minister layed hands on the leaders and asked God to touch the leaders and their country.
Imagine how it felt to see 25,000 people running across the stadium infield in respose to my friend's altar call.
I felt a bit dizzy as an official of a hostile government held my hands and told me Childrens Cup was welcome to come to his country anytime and anywhere.
These and thousands of other glimpses into the wonders and glory of God envelope my mind and my heart.
These glimpses overwhelm me now.
What will it be like when I stand in His presence and experience the whole vista of God's glory?
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You always have good things to say, Dad, in such beautiful packaging.
Proud to be your daughter...
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