My Testimony [ON HAITUS]

Overview: Season 4

Alright, last stretch here. Whoo, okay. In the months after what had happened, my faith and love grew stronger. Not only that, but my knowledge and understanding grew. I read my Bible more just in general, but also in search of what it said about visions. I learned to take notice of the “nudges” the Holy Spirit gave me when He wanted to speak to me or wanted me to do something. I had many visions and convictions during that time, which will be discussed more later on.

Everything seemed great for once. . . then it wasn’t. In the fall of 2018, my sister, dad, and I were preparing to fly home from a trip to Colorado when we got a call from my mom. She told us that a family that were close family friends of ours had been in a really bad car accident overnight. Their youngest daughter, Eliza, died in the wreck and their two sons were in serious condition. I remember sitting there, listening, and feeling this chill spread through me. Part of it was a sinking dread, and I remembered how that night I had woken up at 1am and had an anxiety attack with seemingly no trigger. I would later find out that the accident had happened at one in the morning that night. The other part was, for the first time in my life, I felt the strong impulse to just pray and to ask others to pray as well.

I messaged every contact that I knew would pray and begged them to pray, texting non-stop five hours straight that day and forward into the months afterwards with updates and new prayer requests. Starting that day and onward, I witnessed miracles happen that I just knew wouldn’t have happened if people had not been praying. They thought the boys, Issac and Reece were going to die; they didn’t. Reece had bad spinal injuries, but NO paralysis. Issac received a brain injury; they said he would die, but he lived. They said he would never walk again, but he’s walking. They said he would never talk again, but he’s talking.

There were SO many more that I didn’t even mention like the story of my prayer flower (which is on my ministry account: TheDavidCave). Overall, though, the whole experience, as horrible as it was, taught me just how powerful prayer really is. People always told me “prayer is powerful” but I never really believed it until that time.

Last thing, now. During that time, I was also to finally let go of the past. Or at least stop dwelling on it. I finally freed myself from the chains of shame and the mentality I trained myself in, and was able to trust and embrace God’s plans.

That's the end of My Testimony overview, but don't worry! More to come!