My Life / His Way. Gloria Florette Vogel
told by the person giving the colonoscopy that my appendix was full which was explained to me that being full meant there never was any trouble with my appendix. The doctor said it is very unusual for someone to have trouble on the right side as generally it occurs on the left part of the intestine.
He sent me to a specialist in this area of medicine and this doctor wanted to operate and take out part of my colon. That was not something I wanted or believed that God couldn’t heal me from. At my next prayer meeting I was prayed over for this obstruction and then I was Slain in the Spirit. As I was lying on the floor, it felt like a woodpecker was pecking right below my rib cage. It kept going back and forth across the upper part of my stomach. I do not remember how long that continued but from that day forward, I have never had another attack of diverticulitis. Praise God for this miracle; HE is faithful; just as it says in Psalm 9:10 And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou, Lord, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.
I can remember around six years of age being diagnosed with appendicitis. Even back then I recall the great amount of pain I had been in. It is quite evident that it was diverticulitis then, especially after being told that my appendix was full. The Lord is my shepherd, in Him will I trust.
Chapter 7
MY FOURTH MIRACLE
Since 1992 I had been plagued with fibromyalgia which I believe came from the after affects of radiation which I had taken after being operated on for breast cancer. The radiation weakened me to the point it attacked my immune system. I felt like my body had flu symptoms twenty-four hours; seven days a week. The pain would start in the beginning on my right hip and by the late afternoon it traveled to the left hip. That would last for a while until it went to my neck and stayed there until it wanted to move to another area within my body.
On this one particular day while driving to my Tuesday morning women’s prayer meeting, I had a beautiful blue vision; like one would see on a clear bright day in the sky. There were not any objects of any kind, just a glorious blue color. When that would occur, I knew something really nice was about to happen; as it had done so before. And did it ever!! The fibromyalgia was staying in the right area of my groin. All of a sudden my leg would go limp and I would have to catch myself from falling. During the prayer meeting, we were praying over a woman and then all of a sudden my right leg went completely numb. I cried out, “My leg is numb!” The ladies started praying over me and all of a sudden I felt water flowing down the inside of my right leg. I had on jeans and when I touched my pant leg it was completely dry. I couldn’t believe that it was not wet but yet water was flowing and flowing down my leg between my jeans and the inside of my leg. It was completely marvelous and mind-boggling at the same time. This was the day the Lord healed me from that horrible disease.
I have never heard of anyone with fibromyalgia ever getting well unless they had been healed by the Lord. Only our God could do such a wonderful miracle and give me back my life, free of pain. There are not enough praises I can give to Him for doing this awesome miracle. Psalm 63:3 Because thy loving-kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee. Glory to you my God forever and ever!
Chapter 8
MY FIFTH MIRACLE
It was a cool thing growing up in the fifties and to smoke cigarettes. My parents both smoked, as did my Grandfather; who we lived with. So at the age of sixteen, I was smoking Lucky Strikes along with all my friends. My Dad said to me one night, “I know you are smoking as your teeth are turning yellow.” The next statement out of his mouth was, “If you are going to smoke, then smoke in front of us.” It took a lot of courage and a friend staying overnight to be able to gather up the nerve to have a cigarette in front of my parents.
Then the announcement came out how smoking is so bad for your health. Second hand smoke is even worse. Well by this time I was so addicted to this nasty habit. I can honestly say that I had spent over a thousand dollars trying to stop. Some of the ways to help me kick this habit were acupuncture, hypnotism and various pills to stop the urge and desire to which none helped. Also included in my war against smoking was a free program that AT&T offered their employees. This program was called Smoke Enders. In the middle of these sessions, I was ready to quit but because of how the program worked, they did not want you to stop at that point. Not quitting when I felt led too during this program actually hurt me more than it helped me; for I continued smoking after the program ended.
I would cut down for a while and then I would double up to catch up. I struggled so much with withdrawal pains and cravings. In 1991 at a prayer meeting with Mary, the Prophetess, she came over to me and was laughing and said, “The Lord is showing me a long cigarette coming out of your mouth and He is breaking it.” I too started laughing as she had a contagious laugh and she saw the humor of this vision.
This one particular evening in May 2009 while driving home from a meeting, I had one cigarette with me. When I took one puff, my chest started to hurt so much and my right leg went numb all the way down into my foot. I refused to pull the car over to the side of the road as I was afraid I was going to die. I threw the cigarette away and started to pray in *tongues and then cried out to the Lord. “Please Lord do not let me die.” I drove very slowly while I was praying and promised the Father that I would never take even a puff from a cigarette for the rest of my life if He let me live.
Since that day in May of 2009, I have not had any desire to smoke. I have not had any withdrawals or cravings and the smell of smoke I find very offensive. Not having any of the usual problems when giving up smoking after fifty-five years of putting that horrible smoke into my body is a miracle in itself. The majority of people have some type of withdrawal symptoms. I serve a Great God.
Yes, I believe God gave me another miracle in my life. Galatians 3:5 He therefore that ministereth to you the Spirit, and worketh miracles among you, doeth he it by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith. What an awesome God we serve.
*Speaking in tongues is found in 1Corinthians 12:10 to another divers kinds of tongues. This is a heavenly language given by the Holy Spirit for a Born Again Believer who prays to our Father in heaven that the enemy cannot understand and intervene.
Chapter 9
GOD’S BLESSING
My first born daughter, Cheryl, had problems with her ears and throat before she reached the first year of her young life. Tonsillitis caused her ears to be infected and along with that came a lot of pain for such a young child. When this would happen there were sleepless nights in our home.
The doctor said they could not remove the tonsils until she became two years old. If my memory serves me right, it was that they would grow back in again if removed at such an early age.
When she turned two, bingo, right to the doctor we went to have this problem taken care of. Her health improved so much once the tonsils and adenoids were taken out. When tonsils come out, according to the doctor, they automatically remove the adenoids.
All her growing up years I remember one time the doctor came to our home as she had a bleeding nose that would not stop. Dr. Galen cauterized a weak blood vessel; the nose bleeds stopped.
I believe that God’s Hand was on Cheryl especially this one day when she was pitching on a softball teenage league for girls. This is proven in Isaiah 44:3 For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground: I will pour my spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing upon thy offspring. The girl Cheryl pitched to hit the ball so hard; it came directly at her face. Her reflexes were so quick; her catcher’s mitt went directly up to her face and caught the ball. If that ball had not been caught, I might not have my daughter today. The girl she pitched to was a powerful and excellent hitter and went on into the senior softball league for young women.
Not to brag much but our team the “Red Barons” were the Junior Division champions in 1972. There were three woman coaches Nancy Wandoshion, Eleanor DiMauro and myself. Proverbs 18:10 The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous runneth into it, and is safe.
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