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Nell · 11-09-2013, 04:37 AM

One more miracle
Sitting on a park bench in St. Louis having a heavy-duty conversation with a Baptist preacher, who was clearly hurting, was not something I’ve ever done before. Not in my wildest imagination. The longer we sat and talked, the more apparent it became that God had a message for Peter and He had chosen me to deliver it. In similar fashion, I imagined, that God had miraculously chosen Balaam’s ass to speak and get Balaam’s attention. When God has something to say, sometimes He has trouble getting our attention. It may take plopping you down on a park bench in St. Louis to get your attention.

I had left the helicopter ride and started back to my hotel because I was hungry. It was around 2:00 pm by now, and I wasn’t hungry anymore! I had food to eat that ye know not of…

Peter and Sharon's kids and grandkids had arrived at the park bench and they were swarming! Then, I was totally shocked when Jerry walked up. Remember Jerry?

I freaked! Pointing and shouting (rudely) "That's him! That's him! He sits next to me at Busch Stadium! He's the one who told me he worked in Memphis and lived across the state line in Mississippi." We were all shocked. As a child, Jerry lived near Peter and Sharon in Mississippi and grew up with their two sons. He had arranged to meet the family here at the park bench in St. Louis! If there was ever a doubt about God's arrangement of this day, now the doubt was forever gone.

11-09-2013, 04:37 AM	#11
Nell Admin/Moderator Join Date: Jul 2008 Location: Texas Posts: 2,107	One more miracle One more miracle Sitting on a park bench in St. Louis having a heavy-duty conversation with a Baptist preacher, who was clearly hurting, was not something I’ve ever done before. Not in my wildest imagination. The longer we sat and talked, the more apparent it became that God had a message for Peter and He had chosen me to deliver it. In similar fashion, I imagined, that God had miraculously chosen Balaam’s ass to speak and get Balaam’s attention. When God has something to say, sometimes He has trouble getting our attention. It may take plopping you down on a park bench in St. Louis to get your attention. I had left the helicopter ride and started back to my hotel because I was hungry. It was around 2:00 pm by now, and I wasn’t hungry anymore! I had food to eat that ye know not of… Peter and Sharon's kids and grandkids had arrived at the park bench and they were swarming! Then, I was totally shocked when Jerry walked up. Remember Jerry? I freaked! Pointing and shouting (rudely) "That's him! That's him! He sits next to me at Busch Stadium! He's the one who told me he worked in Memphis and lived across the state line in Mississippi." We were all shocked. As a child, Jerry lived near Peter and Sharon in Mississippi and grew up with their two sons. He had arranged to meet the family here at the park bench in St. Louis! If there was ever a doubt about God's arrangement of this day, now the doubt was forever gone.