After asking for prayer for my son, he asked us to fly him home. He's been homeless in Los Angeles. He humbled himself. God is at work.
I received airlines tickets. Praise God.
Thank You, God. Last night, after a friendly apologetics about Islam and Christianity, the manager at Subway accepted the TSC Bengali invite card.
Our Savior healed me from shingles. It was quick and not painful. I also have peace at work.
I want to say thank you all for all the prayers. It has meant more then you will ever know.
My brother is finally getting released from the hospital. So I want to give a shout out. That it's the report of the Lord. To God take all the glory. He's good.