Believing

Believing Written: by Miracle Man December 6 2020 I remember the day I first began believing, To things of this world I’d long been cleaving. Cancer was camping in my right Parotid gland, The day I grasped Jesus’ outstretched hand. Cancer had branded and trademarked me, Would I then fight back, or just take a knee? But I knew, alone, I couldn’t beat this villain, I needed the real deal, not an earthly fill in. I fell down at His feet and started praying, Knowing that He would hear what I was saying. I wanted to be saved so I wouldn’t die lost, I prayed forgive me Lord, whatever your cost. I knew help would come only through His power. and I accepted Jesus, as my savior, that hour. I was twenty eight years during my hospital stay, now at eighty two years I’m still alive today. I Asked, Believed, and Confessed