((Please be kind, this is my first time posting in the religious board))

I'm not asking who or what you believe in. But for those who DO pray...has anyone experienced a "sign" after prayer that you would like to share?


Myself, I go outside to pray. I don't kneel by my bedside...I sit in a lawn chair on my back patio and stare at the sky. Then I close my eyes and fold my hands and talk to God.

Once, last summer I had an upcoming appointment at the Mayo to see if I would need a 3rd open heart surgery. I told God I would understand if I did need surgery again...that it would be difficult for me, but I put my trust in him. I used to question WHY ME??? But, in my opinion, the doctors can only do so much and then comes God. I told him that the doctors didn't know how to fix me, the cause or cure...so I was putting it all on HIM. The weight was too much for me to carry and I was tired of worrying if I was going to die all the time. I said "God, I trust you and Im putting this all in your hands. Whatever news I receive at the Mayo I will accept it...GOOD or BAD. But I just want ONE thing. No matter what I find out just let me know its gonna be OK, just give me a sign it will be ok." I opened my eyes just at that moment to see the largest shooting star I had ever seen in my entire life. It came from the middle of the sky and I watched it fall all the way to the north until it disappeared into the horizon. That was my sign, and yes...everything is OK.

When we have faith in something greater than ourselves and we apply that faith things will always be okay

let he who is without sin cast the first metorite i always say


just the fact we made it to conciousness from nothing is an answered prayer....somtimes they like the answer somtimes they dont


i'm glad your ok.....think your heart can handle an older guy now?

One time I was mad at God and made known my denial of his existence by screaming "You're not real" into the the sky.

Later that day I walked home through a thunder storm and was struck by lightning.

I live to tell the story today.

He's real..

My question is...if you didn't think he existed at the time...who were you yelling at?

Bless you Sweety, so happy you are ok

I was in denial. There was still a slight chance that he existed. That slight chance manifested itself into loads of current diffused throughout my body.

one night about the time of lady diannas death i was setting looking at the full moon outside...i couldnt believe what it was dooing it was like a big tunnel or tube shooting down,it would come down and go back..kinda like a slinky would in its place,,, so i got my x and she sat beside me... we held hands and i told her i'd squeeze her hand when it did it.....and she saw it to.....i went out the next day and in the grass around the chair it was like a circle burnt in it

I'm not trying to give you a hard time. My question is quite sincere,...

If you believe in God why would you worry about dying?

Don't you think that if you die that would also be God's will?

I believe in God myself Katie, but my belief is such that I trust God completely. If I die, it must be God's will.

That's how I think of it. I just don't understand. I pray to God all the time to take me home. I even ask him what the hold up is.

I you are enjoying life so much that you don't want to die, I think that's great. But I just don't understand why you would be concerned with dying. Surely if you believe in God you must believe that being with God in the spirit world would be better than being here where you might get hit by a falling meteor or a bolt of lightening like that angry heathen did.

my fear of dying is rooted in motherhood.my son needs me.

I can certainly understand that Jax. If I had kids I'm sure I'd feel differently. In fact, I even did feel differently when I was caring for my mother. She was my reason for living.

But again, if you truly believe in God, and God takes you home then don't you just automatically assume that this is what God thinks is best for you boy?

I'm not taking about being careless or not caring about dying at all. But surely if it happens, and you believe in God, you must also believe that it was his will.

How could you die without God's approval? That would imply that God has no control over anything at all. Why would you pray to a God to save your life if he has no control over whether you live or die?

Seems to me that there is even a paradox lurking in that thought.

noone wants to die wether they believe in God or not.
We dont want to leave our family behind specially if you have small children

To answer briefly...I was being selfish. As a new mother I didn't want to die.

About my faith...

Ive always been raised and taught about God, but after so many years of bad news, so many tests, and surgeries...I honestly doubted my faith. I didnt think it was fair. WHY ME? I didn't feel I deserved this to go through so much pain and have it all blow up in my face again and again. But if I could do it all again...I would have it the same way. It has made me stronger, more driven, I appreciate my life and I know how precious it is. I recieved Great news after I saw that sign, btw. The first time I had good news in 5 years. But the good news isn't what brought my faith back. See before when I prayed...I prayed like a child on santa's lap. "Please help me, please do this, please change that." I realized I was asking God what I wanted but I wasn't meeting him half way. I used to pray to him like a was trying to win Miss America pagent, now I talk to him like a person...(Im not trying to be disrespectful, but I feel more able to talk to him in nature than in a church.)

Everyone told me I was being tested, and God never gives you more than you can handle. I thought it was a lie, looking back its true.

That's a nice story about the shooting star, Twilight.

Continued blessings to you...!

Well, I'm sure that makes sense to people who have families.

Thanks to everyone for posting and replying!

every prayer is answered one way or the other.
amen for you my sister.

((((TLW))))

I was minding my own business the two times I was struck by lightening...

But, to this day, I still wonder what I was being shown.