God I am so tired

God I am so tired. Thwe last 7 tears have been very tough.

I have placed all my faith into you and i know you will lead me to where i need to be.

I look at the good in my life every day and donot dwell on the bad as it only brings me down.

I have faith that i will be shown the right road to take.

 

Thanks for the help

Cindy

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Prayer for long life

I request prayers for Mr. Udayan B Bhatt that he leads a safe, healthy and long life.
 
 

By: Udayan Bhailal bhatt

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Prayer request

My name is Khyati Ramesh Jani from India, I request prayer so that I receive help from the Universe to attract a commited long life marriage in my life, that I meet my soulmate who would love me for the loving person I am, and I get married with a person who truly understands me. Also please send healing that my solar and sacral chakras get completely balanced, and are working fine.Please pray that I am getting the best ever job as soon as possible.

By: Khyati JAni

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Hello,My daughter re

Hello,My daughter reveecid a headband with flower clip on it from Abigail ealry last week at valley childrens. Thank you! It is awsome what you are doing. My daughter has HLH and just started to loose her hair for the last few days, and the bling helped! Thank you!
By: Steven

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Allison n husband

Please pray for Allison n her husband who were diagnosed with Colon cancer at the sane time. Allison has elected to stop traditional therapy chemo and radiation but her husband had continued.
Allison is also a reiki practitioner and has dtsrted to recieve reiki weekly by me. She needs prayer and reiki from the Divine Source .
4/14/13
By: Drea

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Prayer for Financial Help

I am not perfect. I am weak and a sinner doing things that I am ashamed of. I wish I could take back all of the wrong I had done in the past. And because of my greed & selfish acts, those I love are suffering. Last year I was forced to resign from a job I had for over 10-years. It was a good job that paid well. But after the second garnishment I was called in to my bosses office with two choices, resign or get fired. The savings I had collected from my employment I had used most of it up on trying to get more money by acts of gambling. Now I am completely broke. My car is on the verge of being repossessed and I owe so much money in taxes & law suits due to non-payment. Every day seems like a constant battle in searching for a job. Please pray that the angels of the Lord guide me to do what is right to make good on all of my financial debts. 

By: Iris

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Wanda reiki master needs prayer and energy

Please pray prayers for wanda who lives in Oxnard California. Wanda had back surgery last Thursday 8/19/11 and needs healing energy from the universe and you!

Wanda is also a Reiki Master who has served reiki to a multitude of cancer patients

Blessings to you all

By: Drea

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A Prayer for my Sister

My sister who is 43 yr. old is always in constant struggle over her life.fightting off demons, and fightting off temptation that saitin throughs at her every turn. She decided to change her life and get off of the drugs and alchohol but some one is always constantly trying to bring her back. on top of this she is always sick and has lost so many jobs and so many homes she always asks me whats the point she changed her life in hopes that God would put her in a better place but she feels that she is at a lost and there is no Blessing God is going to Bless her with. she has 3 children who are grown ups now but still feel the need to let her know what a bad child hood they have had she already feels guilty for the way of their up bringing, their father in prison ( he was abuseive, drug dealer) she did the best she could. with no education and working when she could. please helps me pray for many blessings and for her, and for hedge of protection over my sister Jeannettea Rose. for i never want her to turn back to her old life please help me to open her eyes to the many wonderful things God has givin her and who is constantly giving to let her know that God needs her full trust and obidiance for her eyes to be wide open to see his blessings

Thank You, Thank you

to all the wonderful people who help me pray for my sister

By: wendy

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Prayers Needed

Well, I’m back to work today and sore at that.  The entire lump was removed and it came back as Stage 1. The lymph nodes came back as negative, and the doctor took out 6 of these puppies.  How many do we have total?   I’ll be starting radiation in a few weeks.  I look like Frankenstein under my right arm but this portion is complete.  The drain was removed yesterday, and it wasn’t a fun time either.

 I, and my family, praise the Lord for being the front runner throughout the entire start and until the end of this whole ordeal.  Karla, who has some co-workers that has gone through the type of surgery I went through, has mentioned that they have never heard of this type of Stage being found so early, as one more year, would have made a big difference and not a good one at that.

 So yes, I praise the Lord for all the doctors He has placed in my path and being In the center of my life, and just orchestrating all thus far.  He is good!

 I didn’t want to leave you in space and know that I am a healed woman of God!

 Love you and hope to see you.

 me

By: Jackie Flores

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The Birdies also known as Angels

The Birdies
A DAD’ S STORY

On July 22nd I was in route to Washington , DC , for a business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in Denver for a plane change. As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr.Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer Service Representative immediately.

I thought nothing of it until I reached the door to leave the plane and I heard a gentleman asking every male if he were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart sunk.

When I got off the plane, a solemn-faced young man came toward me and said, “Mr.Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital.”

My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm took over. Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital . My call was put through to the trauma centre where I learned that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage door for several minutes and that when my wife had found him he was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the hospital.

By the time of my call, Brian was revived and they believed he would live, but they did not know how much damage had been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He had been severely crushed. After speaking with the medical staff, my wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and I took comfort in her calmness.

The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could have prepared me to see my little son laying so still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. I was filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. Brian was going to live and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two miracles in and of themselves – but only time would tell if his brain received any damage.

Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline. All that night and the next day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left for my business trip the day before.

Finally at two o’clock that afternoon, our son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautiful words I have ever heard spoken. He said, “Daddy, hold me” and he reached for me with his little arms.

By the next day he was pronounced as having no neurological or physical deficits, and the story of his miraculous survival spread throughout the hospital. You cannot imagine, when we took Brian home, we felt a unique reverence for the life and love of our Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush death so closely.

In the days that followed, there was a special spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of us were very close as a whole family. Life took on a less stressful pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused and balance much easier to gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly profound.

The story is not over (smile)!

Almost a month later to the day of the accident, Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, “Sit down Mommy. I have something to tell you.” At this time in his life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases so to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She sat down with him on his bed, and he began his sacred and remarkable story.

“Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I called to you but you couldn’t hear me. I started to cry, but then it hurt too bad and then the ‘ birdies ‘ came.”

“The birdies?” my wife asked puzzled.

“Yes,” he replied. “The birdies made a whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They took care of me.”

“They did?”
“Yes,” he said. “One of the birdies came and got you. She came to tell you “I got stuck under the door.” A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him from beyond as “birdies” because they were up in the air like birds that fly.

“What did the birdies look like?” she asked.

Brian answered, “They were so beautiful. They were dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green and white. But some of them had on just white.”

“Did they say anything?”
“Yes,” he answered. “They told me the baby would be all right.”
“The baby?” my wife asked confused.
Brian answered. “The baby laying on the garage floor.” He went on, “You came out and opened the garage door and ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not leave.”

My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian’s body and seeing his crushed chest whispered, “Don’t leave us Brian, please stay if you can.” As she listened to Brian telling her the words she had spoken, she realized that the spirit had left his body and was looking down from above on this little lifeless form. “Then what happened?” she asked.

“We went on a trip,” he said, “far, far away.” He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn’t seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort him, and let him know it would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was difficult.

“We flew so fast up in the air. They’re so pretty Mommy,” he added. “And there are lots and lots of birdies.” My wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian went on to tell her that the “birdies” had told him that he had to come back and tell everyone about the “birdies.” He said they brought him back to the house and that a big fire truck and an ambulance were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would be okay. The story went on for an hour.

He taught us that “birdies” were always with us, but we don’t see them because we look with our eyes and we don’t hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his heart). They whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love us so much. Brian continued, stating, “I have a plan, Mommy. You have a plan. Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan and keep our promises. The birdies help us to do that cause they love us so much..”

In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and told all, or part of it, again and again. Always the story remained the same. The details were never changed or out of order. A few times he added further bits of information and clarified the message he had already delivered. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his birdies.

Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the “birdies.” Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he did this. Rather, they always got a softened look on their face and smiled. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, and I pray we never will be.

You have just been sent an Angel to watch over you. Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people become friends and stay a while…leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts .. and we are never quite the same because we have made a good friend!!

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present! Live and savor every moment….this is not a dress rehearsal! THIS IS A SPECIAL GUARDIAN ANGEL.

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