I told someone this story today & it blessed me so much, I have to tell it again. You tell yours.
Anyway, I had sprained my ankle at work on the outside steps. I sat there for hours as people laughed and refused to help. Then when I was resting at my grand aunts home she had an attitude with me. So, on the third day I went back to work, this is at a big church, depressed because of the opposition I was facing there & at home every day. I was hated.
I took a 15 minute tea break in the caf. and the 700 Club was on. I put my leg in a chair & drank no tea. They were getting ready to pray for people & just finished showing a story of someone who got healed. Terry started to pray. With my eyes open & no faith really that God would hear, I prayed
"God, if YOU love me, heal my ankle."
As soon as I finished praying, Terry finished her prayer & opened her eyes,
"There is someone watching this and you have sprained your ankle. You have your leg resting in the chair in front of you. God WANTS YOU TO KNOW THAT HE LOVES YOU, and He's healing your ankle right now."

Immediately the pain was gone & most of the swelling went down. My co-workers were furious.

I think I'll add one more. I was renting a room for $39 a day. I have menorraghia & stayed in bed very tired for days & got further behind than normal. I owed about $600. I went to the store for something for breakfast, when I came back the door was locked.
I was furious, why did they wait until I walked past them to lock the door without saying anything. I made them open the door so I could at least take a shower or else how could I go out to find their money. Well, I had no way of getting that money that day. I prayed & waited quietly to hear what God would say to me.
I heard clearly but I doubted immediately in half a second what would normally take 15 minutes for a human to say. That is how God usually communicates with me. Less than half a second in my heart. He brought to mind a man I had seen again for the first time that week after about 2 months of not being at his 'church' ( he was 7th day Adventist ). I did not swallow their teaching so they stopped picking me up.
Anyhoo, He, the Holy Spirit, told me I did not have to go anywhere, stay there and wait after calling him and he will bring the money. Now, this is not a man I knew that well. I spoke to hm usually on Saturday. I saw myself make a call at the front desk with the family who owned the place there listening to me be insulted. So, I walked to the bottom of the hill and used the pay phone.

So, I went to a church that was right there and sat down, I did not want to wait in the foyer with the family watching me. I went inside and spoke to the priest. He was no help.
I waited and called back and he did not say he would pay it, he said he would come to 'talk' to the people in the office. So, I imagined he would try to persuade them to be nice to me and let me stay and they would refuse whiles laughing at both of us. So, I went back to the foyer with a sinking feeling. He did show up and asked how much I owed. The son showed him my bill and he looking surprised took out his checkbook and wrote exactly what I owed.

At that time all the buses stopped running. Child..
I went in their and was faced with a long walk back. I prayed for a ride and felt led to wait at a bus stop but would you believe that I did not but kept walking until I was exhausted.

Isn't it funny how God continually uses strange sources. I do not agree with a lot of what is said on the 700 Club, the 7rh Day church, there is no holy spirit indwelling a lesbian but....
what can I say. I trust God, He will use whoever He wants to use.
