Proof The Bible Is True

ven when we were teenagers, my brother, Jeff, and I thought few things were cooler than spending the weekend with Grandma and Grandpa Tipton at their cozy clapboard house in southwest Washington. We ate big, home-cooked meals (Grandma always had a new table grace for us to learn) traded scary stories in the dark, and chased each other through the woods. But most of all, we were happy to help them with things around the house.   One morning, Grandpa and Jeff drove to the local hardware store, while Grandma and I stayed behind.“I’m going to get this lawn mowed [More]

It happened so fast. I was doing the dishes, the garbage disposal was rumbling and then…clink!   I looked down in time to see a glint of gold vanish down the drain. My opal ring! I heard a sickening crunch. Quickly, I turned off the disposal. Please let it be okay. My ring couldn’t be damaged, not again.   Read More: Miracle Jeweler – Guideposts

The NY Daily News had a terrific article last week, a great example of how God can bring together two people who need each other, in the most amazing of ways.   Calvary Hospital hospice nurse Wanda Rodriguez never knew her father. He left when she was just a baby. Her mother raised her and her older sister Gina alone in the Bronx borough of New York City. Over the years, Wanda always wondered about her father, despaired that there wasn’t any one she could call dad. Especially now that she was a parent herself, and her kids asked about [More]

My family and I live on St. John, the smallest of the U.S. Virgin Islands. Our little house sits at the tip of a rugged, secluded cove a few yards from the blue Caribbean.   I spent my days happily building my boat. One day, I broke the blade on my saber saw and had to make the trip into town to fetch a replacement. That’s when I discovered my old Volkswagen bus had a flat.   I rummaged in the back for the tire iron, an old-fashioned lug wrench with a special socket that was an exact fit for [More]

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n this series Don shares about his association with such well known ministers as William Freeman, Jack Coe, T.L. Osborn, Raymond T. Ritchie and others

In this series Don shares some extraordinary miracles that occurred in his ministry

In this series Don shares his personal story of how he learned to tap into the power that comes from praising the Lord.

In this series Don shares on how nothing is impossible with God.  

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]