Fulfilling Gods purpose

This is a request for the love of my life David,who is currently incarcerated. He is asking for 1,000 people to pray for him upon his return home to fulfill his calling to minister those who are lost in making money in the wrong ways, and bringing them to Christ. David wants to fulfill his purpose God has sent him here to do and to use his testimony to enlighten those in the darkness. I just ask for help in prayers that he is fulfilled with his ministry from 1000 people as I have witnessed the power of prayer:)


Prayer of Salvation for Allen and Rhonda

From Allen

I’m in need of prayers for me and my new wife Rhonda I’m a back slide Christian and she doesn’t know God and is struggling with addiction  im asking all you prayer warriors to pray for us for I know there’s power in numbers god bless you all who pray for us  thank you

4-year-old asks mall Santa to pray for ailing baby the boy has never met


Prestyn Barnette, 4, prays for Baby Knox with Santa at South Carolina mall (Rebekah Lauren Sharpe)

Prestyn Barnette, 4, prays for Baby Knox with Santa at South Carolina mall (Rebekah Lauren Sharpe)

A 4-year-old South Carolina boy touched hearts around the world when he told a mall Santa that his Christmas wish list included Santa’s prayers for a baby on life support in Las Vegas.

Prestyn Barnette met Santa at the Dutch Square Mall in Columbia., S.C., a week ago. First, the shy little boy asked for a toy train. Then he asked St. Nick to pray for Baby Knox, a 2-month-old being kept alive on a respirator. Prestyn learned about the infant through his grandmother’s Facebook prayer group.

“Santa said we will pray now and he got down and prayed,” the grandmother Robin Sharpe told WIS-TV. “There were many bystanders there that day. They just stood some of them, just bowed their head and prayed.”

Prestyn’s aunt, Rebekah Lauren Sharpe, snapped a shot of the boy praying with Santa and posted it on Facebook. The photo went viral.

The family of Baby Knox Joseph sent out a request for prayers on Facebook after the newborn was found unresponsive in his crib on Nov. 30, the station reported. Knox had stopped breathing.

The family wrote on their GoFundMe page that doctors advised them to take the baby off life support, but the family decided to keep fighting, ABC’s New York affiliate reported Tuesday.

The family posted Rebekah Sharpe’s phot on its Team Knox Joseph Facebook page. The story has generated more than 1,300 likes and numerous comments.

“I seen this post on a friend’s timeline and I followed the link to your page,” one commenter, Margaret Massey Elmore, wrote. “I am praying for your precious little one Knox.”

Tuesday, according to WIS, Prestyn went to Build-A-Bear Workshop, creating a special gift for Knox.

“We wanted to send him something he can hear, feel and let him know we were there,” Rebekah Sharpe told the station.

Originally available here



Healing and God’s Protection from Kevin Greenfield

Dear Saints and Prayer Warriors, I humbly ask for your fervent prayer. I was a Federal Police captain for the U.S. DoD. My supervisors lied on me, and I was fired. Since then [he] they have oppressed me. Blocked my emails, stolen my mail, blocked cells calls, and has blocked potential employers for over 5 years. Their obsession to suppress the truth has been demonic. State sponsored harassment and terrorism. Recently, i have been poisoned. It caused my right side Kidney area to swell and a mass to grow in the stomach. I have been to the ER 4 times and have been refused treatment. So my bosses [Dobbins and Amorosso’s (at Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton Marine Corps Police department/ Battalion)] conspiracy to murder me runs deep. This is far more evil and satanic than thought before. Prior, they were many attempts to run me or my 70 year mother off the road. the criminal activity against me and my family is massive!! My request to the saints is that the Saints pray that the lord will public expose my harassers and bosses. That the Lord will deliver us from this evil harassment, to include restraining orders of protection. That we have Favor with Judges. That I have favor in court, victory, that I will be granted back federal employee status, my retirement and back pay returned to me immediately.


In the course of all of this, we had our home stolen by mortgage Fraudsters that took advantage. The lord restored Job in the bible. Please pray the same for us, that we will be restored completely, with a angelic hedge of protection from God himself that can’t be broken. Nahum 1:9. God Bless you all. Know that I am praying for you too. And God bless you for taking the time to read this long message.

Healing and Protection from Familiar Spirits from Kevin Greenfield

Dear Saints, please pray that my mother is healed from the top of head to soles of her feet. she was experiencing some bleeding. Pray that ALL her internal organs are healed by the Lord and restored to complete health. Lastly, please pray that her rightful inheritance is returned to her and that every penny the devil has stolen from her is returned with interest. Joel 2:25, “I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten…” and Isaiah 61:7,”Instead of shame there shall be a double portion: instead of dishonor they shall rejoice in their lot; therefore in their land they shall possess a double portion; they shall have everlasting joy. God Bless you…

Philippe Billard prayer request for a miracle

I would like to have support for the following prayer. Mom (Henriette Billard) who was 97 was hospitalized against her will for distort food roads The pneumology department did not accept her. The rhumatology department refused to keep her but transferred mom to the geriatric department.


Then a pneumonia of inhalation was discovered. Failing to treat it or to feed mom by oral route the hospital where mom was decided not to nourish her by any mean whatsoever and the hospital refused to let mom go back home until it was sure she would die.


Mom was authorized to come back home within a hospital at home (half a bulb of scopolamine was injected to her – I was said it was for her breathing comfort…) . She died 3 days later


Considering that every person has the right to be treated normally whatsoever their age and that there was an injustice of which mom was the victim which should repaired (Luke 18), I ask God in the name of Jesus Christ (John 14:13) to raise up mom from the deads for some extra high quality years of life because for God nothing is impossible (John 6:19, Matthew 17:20, Matthew 19:26, Mark 10:27, Luke 1:37 (if mom would have died normally I would not ask prayers so that she may be raised up from the deads now).


Many thanks for those who accept to support me for this.prayer.


May God bless them.


Philippe Billard

After 60 years, I Came to Really Know My Dad On November 20, 2012

I know every guy’s Dad is special, and of course, I’ve known my Dad all my life and have always loved him.  Dad’s 85 and in a single day, at 60 years old,  I came to know he has qualities I have never really understood or appreciated.

I had always known he had been an All American football player in college 67 years ago.  It was part of family history, but of course before my time, so I can’t say I ever thought about that deeply or much considered the meaning of that achievement.  At the most difficult of times I was blessed to be given a deeper understanding of my Dad.  I finally met the football player of 67 years ago.  I saw inside the soul of a champion.

From Broken Leg To Brain Tumor To Chemo

To Rehab To a Day at Home

On May 11th Dad broke his right leg, which led to a titanium rod insertion.  The broken leg also led to an MRI, which led to suspicion of a tumor on June 7th, a brain biopsy on June 9th, which led to confirmation of a central nervous system lymphoma on June 17th, which led to 8 chemo treatments in June & July, which led to rehab August, September & October.  Follow up brain scans in late September had shown great success in tumor reduction from the chemo. He finally got home on Halloween. It was for a single day.

Renewed Symptoms 

and Return to Hospital

He was back in the hospital November 1st.  Symptoms aroused suspicions that despite the chemo’s apparent success the tumor had resumed its growth.  I flew up to Chicago from Florida as Dad began radiation treatments.  On the third day of radiation he experienced significant weakness, which doctors thought was an adverse reaction to the radiation.

There was, however, something else going on.  Dad’s a tough guy and through the last six months when asked how he felt, he would always say great, when it was obviously not true.  On the third day of radiation, just moving the sheet on the hospital bed caused a pained look on his face, and the source of pain was his left knee, which was beginning to swell.

Treatment for Knee Pain but No Relief 

An orthopedic consult led to a cortisone/Novocain shot in the left knee.  He got no relief, though this was not evident by his directly expressing continued pain. Any movement, however slight, of the bed, of the sheet and it became apparent there was excruciating pain emanating from his knee.  A pained look, a low muffled moan were the signs, though Dad would not directly verbalize the extent of his distress.

There is more to this story, but on Wednesday, November 14, his temperature rose to 103 and his blood pressure dropped precipitously.  The oncologist still believed it was the tumor (when you show a guy with a hammer a problem, he always thinks the solution is nails), despite insistence that the problem is the left knee.  At this point, Dad had been barely able to move for 10 days, and his rehab from the original broken right leg and rounds of chemo was far from complete.  He was physically drained from his six month ordeal.

Source of Problem: Knee Infection Caused by Serratia Marcescens

At about 9:45, while Dad’s fever is raging and the blood pressure dropping to dangerous levels, finally, an orthopedic surgeon (at the family’s insistence) came and aspirated fluid from Dad’s knee.  You could see the vial fill with pus, and hear audible gasps from the other personnel in the room as I held Dad’s hand while the needle was in his knee.  The knee was septic.

The next day, November 15th, after six months of broken leg rehab and difficult cancer treatment, (and the night before in ICU due to the fever and blood pressure) Dad had knee surgery to clean out the infection, which blood cultures now show was not only in his knee, but was systemic.

The surgery was on Thursday.  He spent the next three days in ICU.  During those three days, the fluid from his knee was cultured for bacteria, and the source of the sepsis was identified as serratia marcescens, a nosocomial infection. (He began receiving IV antibiotics for the now identified bacteria, potentially treatable with several antibiotics, but there are also antibiotic resistant strains. )

Transferred from ICU to Medical Oncology Floor

Agrees to Battle Infection and Cancer

On Monday, November 19th, after the post operative days in ICU Dad moved to the oncology floor.  The surgical pressure dressing came off, but Dad still had great pain.  That evening, we watched the Bears and had a long talk about the recent turn of events.   We talked about the infection, the ordeal of the past six months and the upcoming plan for treatment.

He agreed to beat back this infection that was the source of such anguish, and when that was done, take another shot at radiation, another shot at the cancer. This talk was a preview of what was to come.

The Plan in Place

The Soul of a Champion Shows Itself

Super DadOn Tuesday, November 20th,  for the first time since November 7th, Dad’s leg could be touched without causing him anguish, still discomfort, but not anguish.

Through this ordeal, much of Dad’s physical strength has left him, and all the treatments have had their own side effects, but now the knee was less tender, and the gauze and ace bandage removed.  His left leg still had remnants of gauze in kind of a filmy coating on it, but since it could be touched, I asked if I could clean that up a bit.  He nodded assent.

I wiped off the top of his leg on the thigh above and calf below the 2 inch incision from the surgery.  As I did, I could tell there was more of the filmy gauze remnant underneath.  I asked if I could lift his leg to clean off underneath.  He again nodded assent (his voice is weak from the ordeal).

I gingerly lifted the left leg to get at the back side of the calf.  Dad grimaced a bit, and grasped the bedside.  I looked at him, and asked with my eyes if I should continue.  He nodded yes.

Then he said: “Higher”.  I looked at him incredulously, and he repeated the order. (I had been advised by the doctors earlier that the stitches were not to be a reason to restrict movement).  I lifted the leg an inch or two more.  I could feel his effort to assist, and he grabbed the bedside tighter, looked at me and said: “More”.

The leg went higher, and now it bent at the knee (which has severe arthritis and is the source of pain when not infected or wounded by recent surgery).  He grimaced and grit his teeth.  His grip on the mattress tightened.  He let out a groan, not a groan of pain, but rather the groan of a champion on a mission, like an Olympic weight lifter trying to lift the extra pound.

Now the still swollen, stitched up leg was bent with the knee approaching his chest.  I saw the grimace and heard the groan and looked at him, again asking with my eyes how to proceed.  He gave me a yes nod, and we moved the leg up more, he let out a deep breath, and I took that as a sign to lower his leg.

I gently got his leg down on the pillow.  Dad’s next word to me was:  “Again”.

We did it five more times, and then I asked about the right leg, the one with the rod in it that had been broken in May. He said: “Go for it.”

It was the same ordeal, the same determined look, the same grunt of effort, with the same result, the right leg lifting and bending and nearly up to his chest.  He sent me back to the left leg.  We began alternating from left leg to right leg in sets of ten lifts.

On the third set, I interrupted to get myself a drink of water (Dad’s a big guy; I was getting a work out as well).  Somehow his voice was now stronger.  He commanded: “What are you doing? Don’t stop now!”

I put aside my thoughts of taking a break, and we did two more sets of ten on each side.  He grimaced and groaned through those next forty leg lifts, but was determined to work on restoring strength to those legs.  He wants to get out of bed on his own. He told me he wants to walk out of the hospital. Dad’s commitment to battle the night before during the Bears game came from the depth of his soul.

I Met The All American Football Player

That is My Dad


Dad football from FBI have known my Dad to be a persistent individual.  His persistence has always been quiet and gentle for a big guy with a football and naval background.  He’s worked hard, but always without fanfare.  On this day, I saw fortitude, grit and determination that I had not truly appreciated in the man I have loved my whole life.  Today, I met the All American football player of 67 years ago. I came to know the depth of his inner strength, and if possible came to love him even more.

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Please pray for Dr Kent Brantly with Samaritian’s Purse who contracted Ebola in Africa

American doctor in Liberia tests positive for Ebola virus

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In this 2014 photo provided by the Samaritan’s Purse aid organization, Dr. Kent Brantly, left, treats an Ebola patient at the Samaritan’s Purse Ebola Case Management Center in Monrovia, Liberia. On Saturday, July 26, 2014, the North Carolina-based aid organization said Brantly tested positive for the disease and was being treated at a hospital in Monrovia. (AP Photo/Samaritan’s Purse)

An American doctor working in the African country of Liberia has tested positive for the deadly Ebola virus, an aid organization said Saturday.

Samaritan’s Purse, based in North Carolina, said in a statement that Dr. Kent Brantly was being treated at an isolation center in a hospital in Monrovia, Liberia’s capital. Brantly is the medical director for the aid organization’s case management center in the city.

Brantly, 33, has been working with Samaritan’s Purse in Liberia since October 2013 as part of the charity’s post-residency program for doctors, group spokeswoman Melissa Strickland told The Associated Press. The organization’s website says he had worked as a family practice physician in Fort Worth, Texas.

The highly contagious virus is one of the most deadly diseases in the world. Photos of Brantly working in Liberia show him in white coveralls made of a synthetic material that he wore for hours a day while treating Ebola patients.

Brantly was quoted in a posting on the organization’s website earlier this year about efforts to maintain an isolation ward for patients.

“The hospital is taking great effort to be prepared,” Brantly said. “In past Ebola outbreaks, many of the casualties have been healthcare workers who contracted the disease through their work caring for infected individuals.”

Strickland says that Brantly’s wife and two children had been living with him in Africa, but they are currently in the U.S.

“We ask everyone to please pray for him and his family,” the statement from Samaritan’s Purse concluded.

A woman who identified herself as Brantly’s mother told the AP family members are declining comment at this time.

The deadly disease has killed at least 672 in several African countries since the outbreak began earlier this year.

The Associated Press contributed to this report.

Please pray for Jenn who suffers with numerous complications from Lupus

Please be in prayer for my friend, Jenn. She has lupus and just about every complication that is possible. Jenn was hospitalized for several weeks in April/May and nearly died. Thankfully, she pulled through and has been at home recovering. On Friday, she was diagnosed with aseptic meningitis (meningitis without a bacterial or viral cause), a serious lupus flare, TIAs (mini strokes), and a number of other problems; and is admitted to a hospital in Pittsburg, PA. Because of her health she has had to give up a job she loved. Through her illnesses, she has written a book and is quite an advocate for lupus awareness. Jenn has been through more in life than any one person should have to endure. If I told you all of it, you would not believe me; yet she always remains positive and hopeful for the future. Jenn looks awful right now, and I just don’t know how much more her body can handle. She is an inspiration to me, with her positive outlook and her faith. Please pray for God’s healing hand; and if that is not His will, please pray that her passing will be quiet and peaceful. Thank you, all.