Proof The Bible Is True

In this series Don talks about how we as Christians should be living life fearlessly. He also shares a story on how evangelist William Freeman received a miraculous healing after being badly injured in an automobile accident.  

Evangelist, author Don Gossett shares in this radio program how to release God’s supernatural miracle working power in your situation by the words that you speak.  

In this program evangelist and author Don Gossett talks about 43 words from the Bible that can change your life.  

In this series Don talks about how the faith walk takes risks.  

Using examples from his own life and others Don talks about speaking Gods Word over your problems and seeing miracles happen.  

In this 4 part program evangelist and author Don Gossett shares miraculous testimonies and recites his alphabet of healing Bible verses.    

“Grandma, Grandma, tell us a story!” Four darling children sat by my feet, looking up at me expectantly.   Suddenly, we were interrupted by clapping. “Terrific,” the director said, stepping up to the stage from the chapel aisle. “Except, could you kids face the audience a bit more?”   The kids shifted to face the empty pews, which would be filled in a few days for the church play. “Perfect,” the director said. “Now, Grandma, read to your grandchildren.” A pang of sadness hit me. If only I could read to my real grandchild!   I had a granddaughter, but [More]

Just six of us, with me as pastor, were trying to revive a 139-year-old Congregational church. People scoffed. No one had worshiped there for 22 years, they said, and besides, it was summer, when even established churches had low attendance. Where would the people come from?   Even so, getting ready for our first service, we set out 80 folding chairs. After we asked God to bless our efforts, Shirley Krohn said, “Remember the Bible story where the poor widow asks the prophet Elisha for help?”   Read More: A Full Church Once Again – Guideposts

I’ve always loved tomatoes. Every year on my birthday, my dad would tell me how my mother had been canning tomatoes right before she went into labor. “That’s the reason you love them so much,” he’d say. At the end of the story, he’d hand me a bag of tomatoes, knotted at the top in a bow. It was our special tradition.   Not this year, though. Just two months before my birthday, Dad passed away. I told my husband that I didn’t even want to see a tomato. Unless they came from Dad, it just wouldn’t be the same. [More]

A dream brought Haitian orphans a hero. A late dinner saved their lives. And those incredible stories show evidence of God’s love, even in time of disaster.   Even people of deep faith sometimes question where God is in times of disaster, like when a powerful earthquake devastated the island nation of Haiti back in January 2010. For months, Newark Star-Ledger columnist Bob Braun reported the story of an orphanage in the Haitian town of La Plaine, just outside the country’s hard-hit capital of Port-Au-Prince. And the story he uncovered just may provide an answer.   Read More: A Miracle In Haiti – Guideposts

The network news images of the storm’s damage troubled me: catastrophic flooding, crowds desperately seeking shelter.   It was just days after Hurricane Katrina tore through the Gulf Coast, and I hadn’t heard from my great-aunt Iva and great-uncle Bob, who lived in River Ridge, a New Orleans suburb. They were both in their 80s and not in great health.   I called and called their home, but only got the same monotone voice over and over: “We’re sorry. The area you are calling is out of service.”   I searched the internet. Maybe I could find some news about [More]

An inspiring story of understanding, giving and love, in the spirit of Black Beauty. A car accident leaves 10 year-old Sunny Mathews unable to walk without crutches. In addition, she becomes emotionally withdrawn, reluctant to communicate with anyone around her. When she moves with her mother next door to a horse ranch run by former rodeo star Ben Taylor, Sunny develops a fondness for Ben and a mean crippled horse named Ginger, and she begins to make progress on the road to recovery.

Where the Red Fern Grows is a great book about the adventurous story a young boy and his dream for his own red-bone hound hunting dogs. Set in the Ozark Mountains during the Great Depression, Billy Coleman works hard and saves his earnings for 2 years to achieve his dream of buying two coonhound pups. He develops a new trust in God as he faces overwhelming challenges in adventure and tragedy roaming the river bottoms of Cherokee country with Old Dan and Little Ann. The story follows the inseparable trio as they romp relentlessly through the Ozarks, trying to tree [More]

Homestate depicts a week in the life of a seemingly run-­of-­the-­mill family. Harvey struggles to keep his new business afloat, at any cost, amidst the uncertain economy. Crystal is a full­-time mom who keeps Pearl, their 10 year old daughter, on schedule and manages the household responsibilities. When Josh, Crystals troubled brother, shows up with no place to go, the balance of their routine is thrown into disarray. This unexpected addition to the family sets off a series of events that exposes underlying issues, inadequacies and suspicions which threaten the foundation of their family ties.

When I was growing up, I always liked to hear my father tell the story of a strange premonition he’d had as a young missionary in China.   Dad’s superior, a Mr. Sinton, had just left Luchou for an extended journey to outlying missions, when Dad was overwhelmed with the feeling that Mr. Sinton was in mortal danger.   Every night Dad prayed for his safety. When Mr. Sinton returned, he told about having retired one night in a guesthouse where a tiny charcoal brazier burned. Later that evening Mr. Sinton had heard a loud pounding. Getting up, he went [More]

Although I had endured intense pain in my leg for months, I’d put off going to the doctor. I was terrified he’d tell me I needed an operation.   “I can’t believe you waited so long,” he chided me when I finally went. “Your leg is bothering you because a disk in your back is pressing on a nerve ending. We’ll schedule surgery for next week.”   Even after he explained every detail of the procedure to my husband, Dave, and me, I was still a nervous wreck. I prayed for comfort all the way into the operating room, until [More]

That spring, for the first time in years, Mother couldn’t go mushrooming. After surgery, she was recuperating at our home. No scurrying off to the moist Hoosier woodlands. No hunting for morels, the rare cone-shaped mushrooms that grow for a short time every spring.   For Mother that was a real hardship; mushrooming was her gift. Every year we kids would go into the woods with her; we’d fan out in different directions, searching in proven morel breeding grounds such as patches of mayapple, rotting stumps and fallen elm trees. But it was always Mother who would call out suddenly, [More]

I was excited to interview for a position at a nearby cancer center as part of my graduate program in social work. But my academic advisor had other plans. She sent me to an interview at a major medical center downtown—an hour-and-a-half away! How would I have enough time for my family and classes with a commute that long? It seemed pointless to go.   “Just check it out,” she said. So I braved the traffic—which was worse than I expected—parked and waited in the lobby.   My mind wandered to the only time I’d ever been to that hospital. [More]

The gladioli in my garden were in full bloom. On my way to visit my mother in the retirement home, I cut three tall stalks and wrapped them in a damp paper towel and waxed paper. Purple and lush, the flowers would make a beautiful bouquet for her room.   When I reached the home I passed through the lobby and walked toward Mother’s room in the G wing. Suddenly I stopped and turned around and headed down another hall to the nursing unit.   I had no idea why I had changed direction, and I cannot tell you why [More]

I worried about the steps leading down to the basement of our new house until my husband put a latch high on the door where Ben, nearly two, couldn’t reach.   One afternoon, I busied myself with chores while Ben napped. Hurrying downstairs to the basement, I grabbed some meat out of the freezer chest. When I put my hand on the banister to go back up, I saw Ben standing at the top.   “Wait, Ben,” I said quickly. “Mommy’s coming.” God, keep him safe till I get to him. Before I even moved, Ben took an unsteady step forward [More]

https://renner.org Many people fear fiery experiences, but there is a good fire that we all need to keep burning in our lives. Fire sent from the enemy is destructive, but God-sent fire is needed to make us stronger, purer, and ready for what God wants to do in and through our lives. Remember, the Bible says God is a consuming fire — and we need His fire to remain spiritually ablaze in us and to burn red-hot as we do our part to fulfill His great plan!

https://renner.org If you are seeking important answers for your life, then you need a revelation from God about what you should do next. Do you know how to receive that divine revelation? The Holy Spirit has all the answers you need, and in this powerful 5-part series, Rick Renner will show you how to open a window to another realm so you can receive the divine revelation and the answers you are seeking for your life.

https://renner.com “Christ’s Message to the Church in Ephesus” is a classic teaching by Rick Renner. In his characteristically thorough and engaging teaching style, Rick delves deep into the revelation that Jesus Christ gave to the Ephesian church. Presenting these truths within the cultural and historical context of New Testament times, Rick examines each of Jesus messages that were directed both to the pastoral leadership and to the congregation itself.

One night, many years ago, I tucked my 21-month-old daughter Julie into her crib, kissed her on the forehead and went to the living room to begin my usual routine: picking up the scattered toys from the day’s play. I always put Julie’s favorite toys in her bedroom closet, keeping one of the sliding doors open so she could see her beloved dolly, “Mrs. Beasley” when she woke up.   Colored blocks, storybooks, dolls, I put them all in a box and quietly placed it in her closet. But as I turned to creep back out, something stopped me. Close the [More]

She wanted to send a thank-you note to the school whose student-athletes had helped them after their automobile accident but was in for a surprise..   Watch: Mysterious Ways: Gloria University – Guideposts

I felt a pang of sadness watching the farms and fields of Kansas shrink outside my window as the plane rose into the sky.   My visit to my hometown of Wichita from college in San Diego had been painfully short.   My cousin had passed away, and the cheapest flight I could get to attend his funeral routed me through Minneapolis, Detroit and Memphis—22 hours of travel for only 13 short hours at home.   Just enough time to pay my respects and see my family, but not enough to even call any of my friends, let alone see [More]

I couldn’t sleep. I stared ahead into the darkness of the hospital room, lit dimly by the machines monitoring my vital signs. Earlier the IV in my arm had infiltrated, and the doctors stuck me three times to start a new one. I’d had blood drawn three times too. My pain medication was too weak to soothe me. “God,” I spoke aloud, “I’m tired. I can’t do this hospital stuff anymore.” After 46 hospitalizations in 19 years, I was ready to give up.   I have a rare illness called acute intermittent porphyria, a sister disease of multiple sclerosis and [More]