Short Stories

Remember when Paul walked on water?

Our God is greater, our God is stronger, God you are higher than any other. Our God is HEALER, awesome and POWER out GOD! Oh our GOD!

Paul was singing his heart out for God. Darla was standing next to him, singing, and praying.

When I think about the Lord, how he saved me, how he raised me, how he filled me, with the Holy Ghost, how he healed me to the uttermost-

Darla looked up and called Russell and Eugene over.

Here we are, standing in your presence. Here we are, standing in your presence.

Paul wanted to stand.

Shekinah Glory come down, Shekinah Glory come down!

They lifted him up from his chair.

I said I can’t get enough of your presence!

We screamed and cheered and cried. Troy told us to pray.

The thief comes at night but to steal kill and destroy, but we win.

“Now a man crippled from birth was being carried to the temple gate called Beautiful, where he was put every day to beg from those going into the temple courts.”

He comes to steal your victory, he comes to steal your joy, but we win.

I just knew I would throw up. I was crying out, hands straight in the air, begging.

Satan roars like a lion, seeking whom he may devour, but I know the one who’s greater, I know the one who has all power!

“Then Peter said, “Silver or gold I do not have, but what I have I give you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk.’”

Jehovah, our warrior, is fighting for us. And we win.

His feet were moving. He was jumping, he was praising God, he was walking.

We win. We win. In the name of Jesus we win.

“Taking him by the right hand, he helped him up, and instantly the man's feet and ankles became strong. He jumped to his feet and began to walk. Then he went with them into the temple courts, walking and jumping, and praising God.”

“We win! We win! In the name of Jesus we win!”

“…they recognized him as the same man who used to sit begging at the temple gate called Beautiful, and they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him.”

Troy handed Paul the microphone.

“WE WIN! WE WIN! WE WIN! WE WIN!”