Two weeks ago I asked for prayer for my friend's granddaughter who was given hours to live with cancer. Friday she was discharged from the hospital, still needs prayer.
Praise God! The Uber driver shared how he was in a comma, after being in a car accident last year, on which he had a vision, and accepted Jesus into his heart.
Hallelujah! Had awesome fellowship, in Spanish, last Monday at Milagros's apartment, in New York. Her parrot, Juanita, started saying: Jesus, Jesus. Amen!
Thank God. I sat next to a Spanish couple from Venezuela. He was crying. I asked if I could pray for him. He said yes. I prayed in Spanish. They both cried.
Praise God! I was able to share the simple gospel of Jesus to a young lady from the UK. She was on her way to the airport and sat next to me. She got it. Tears fell.
Praise the Lord that my sister-in-law is almost free of cancer after a couple of months of massive treatments. Only God can do that! Thank you TSC prayer warriors!
