Prayers for me tonight... Giving my testimony tonight for the first time in a large group setting.

@Shadetree49 praying

@freeflyingbutterfly praying

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Thanks everyone for praying for me tonight. It went very well.

Next time I give it will be at my home church on March 13th.

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For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope.
Romans 15:4 KJV
https://bible.com/bible/1/rom.15.4.KJV

@Muddy&Wolf God bless your day. Thanks for the good word.

@tjams what is your Twitter link please, where do i go for prayers in the state of utah on march 7th please, whats prayer_warriors twitter along with Kaths, please. Thank you so very much.

Ty 🕊

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6fA35Ved-Y

McFiles Super Tuesday SPECIAL - Prayers For The Nation On With Prophet Mark Taylor

https://www.pscp.tv/w/cS2HKDFEWUVYa0pBWldiamd8MUx5eEJOWVdPWk94TqCeniPPcHeqSyPDOQ5svhMYndIimFuokAKMrtTALT6Q?t=1s

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Tonight as I picked up my razor ( I shave before going to bed), I was reminded of an event that happened in 2001. My father had just entered the hospital in Redding CA due to heart issues. He had gone to the doctor because he felt poorly and was sent over to the hospital to check out his heart. They convinced him he needed a five way bypass. The youngest of my five brothers called me and I agreed to meet him where he lives 200 miles south of me here in Washington State. I grabbed a bag and threw in some things for what I suspected would be a weeks trip. As I was headed in his direction in my little car I ran my hand over my face and realized I hadn't shaved. I then spoke out loud, "I wish I had an electric razor". Now, I had been praying as I went and was pretty much in the spirit but I was still startled when a voice answered me back and said, "What kind of razor do you want?" Although I was startled I recognized the voice as the one who had spoken to me several times in the past and answered, "I want a Norelco triple header". He then asked, "How are you going to get it?" I replied,"The next town I come to (Lyle WA) will have a yard sale. I'll stop at the grocery store (cont)

and look on the bulletin board to find where it's at. They'll have one at a price I can afford". the voice was quiet then and I made my way into Lyle. Stopping at the store I looked and sure enough there was a flyer for a yard sale. There 'just happened' to be a couple of ladies there to tell me how to find the place. I went up to the place and began looking over the things they had for sale and began to be disappointed because there was NO razor there. I was turning to go, mumbling to myself that I had really missed the Lord this time, when the fellow holding the sale said, "What were you looking for?" I told him I was looking for a razor. He said, "Well you know I've actually got one of those but I didn't put it out because I didn't think it would sell. Come downstairs with me and I'll get it for you". I followed him down to his basement and he brought a new Norelco, still in the box. I asked him how much he wanted and he said, "How about a dollar?' I gotta tell you, by this time I was floating on air. His wife came out of another room and asked if I would like to purchase a hair clipper set for another dollar. (cont)

I was crying by this time and they asked me why. I told them the story of my journey and the voice. then they started crying and told me they had been praying and asking God to show them how to get back to Him. We then knelt down right there and had a good old fashioned prayer meeting. The Lord came into the room and blessed our socks off. When I left all was right with the world and I went on my way rejoicing. That razor wasn't for me exactly. It was just the instrument God used to bring his children back into fellowship with Him.

Correction : The name of the little town I stopped at was Lind, not Lyle.

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@Pamphlet Anon a copy of that prayer would be nice to post to reread in putting on spiritual armor. 🙏🏻❤️💯 I know your busy God bless you guys. ❤️ 🤗 Radix

As an aside to the story I relayed, when I got to Redding CA to see my father it was the morning of September 11, 2001. I stood in my parents living room and watched the Twin Towers being hit and falling to the ground. I had an awe-full sense right then that it would not go well for my dad. He lived another six months after heart surgery BUT I got to pray with him just before he died. I had been concerned about the status of his salvation for quite awhile. God is so good.