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#30 NEXT Mother's Prayers Index |
Dear Betty,  My name is Chris
B. and I am 24 years old. I was so glad to find this website because there
was so much I wanted to talk to you about. I read your book last night from
start to finish. I couldn't put it down. It was the best book I have ever
read.I was brought
up believing in God, but as I got older I started losing sight of Him. I
fell in love with my best friend's girlfriend, and she fell in love with
me. I chose my friend over her, which I regreted every day. I hated God
for making me chose between love and loyalty and friendship. I began doing
drugs heavily and basically told the world to "go to hell." I
didn't care about anything. I lost touch with my family, though they have
loved me unconditionally all of my life and would do anything for me.I like to think
that my mom is like you, Betty, so full of love. I hurt her so bad when
I was in my drug stage. Later she told me she prayed every night for God
to help me. Now I I read in your book how a mother's prayers for her children
go straight to heaven like a rocket, and I believe it was her prayers that
saved me.I was in Galveston
in August, 2001, when God showed me that, though I had given up on him,
he never gave up on me. I had done a lot of cocaine that night, and I was
still awake as the morning was coming up. I felt so horrible I can barely
describe it. I was disgusted with myself, and at that moment, my life had
no meaning.I was outside
on the balcony looking over the ocean when I had a vision. A large grey
cloud seemed to be coming closer to me from the horizon. In it, I saw the
most hidious face I have ever seen. It was full of hate. I realized it was
the devil looking down on me, and he smiled at me with the most sinister
grin. I could hear the words in my mind saying "you're doing exactly
what I want you do to." I know he hated me but was happy at my failure.
I turned away and tried to not see it, but when I turned back, it was still
there. I was frozen in fear and didn't know what to do.Then the cloud
dissipated as another flowed through it. This cloud was in the form of man
lying on his back with his arms crossed over his chest. It was moving upward
and toward the rising sun. As the figure rose toward the light, I looked
and saw a thousand other clouds all bowing to this figure that I now realized
was Jesus. Each cloud looked like a person on their knees. My life has changed.
I am happy and have found meaning in life I never had before. I thank God,
my family, and my sweet mother for never giving up on me.Your spirit friend,Chris B. - Houston, TX |
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