Ty, can you please list some of the miracles that you've performed? I didn't see any described in the previous thread.
First, I want it clearly understood that God, by His Spirit does the miracles. The thread title should be understood to mean that God's power does the miracles. People of faith are able to use His power, loose it or apply it, but all glory, honor and praise goes to Him.
I don't want to boast, but yes, the Lord has done miraculous things that I was priviledged, that He did, through me.
With my pastor at the time and his wife, we went to a woman in her home to pray for her. The woman's husband had called for prayer. She was sick and aggitated, going through withdrawals from drug abuse. She wanted to stop, but was being driven by a demonic spirit, and was threatening to leave the house walking to find drugs.
A demon manifested while we prayed for her, laying our hands on her head and back and shoulders. The demon spoke in a man's deep, angry and loud voice saying, "She doesn't want to be free!" We rebuked it, and commanded it to be silent and come out. She became quiet but the spirit was causing her to struggle for a few seconds, until it screamed again, through her voice and came out and she went limp. She had already fallen to the floor, when we first began to pray. She fell asleep and woke up the next morning without the craving for drugs.
Another time, I was having a Bible study at my house. There were about 15 to 18 people there. A woman brought a man she had recently met to the Bible study, but it was clear he was very uncomfortable and aggitated. Suddenly, he stood up and said, "Come on, let's go" to her. He had to walk by me to get to the door. He stopped and said, "Doesn't it burn your hand when you place it on the Bible?" I said, "no," and he replied, "My name is 'Dark Angel' and, ...
I stopped him right then, saying, "I rebuke you, in the name of Jesus!" It was as if he was thrown backward, but no one had touched him. He hit the wall about 8 feet behind him, and slid down it to the floor. He was within five feet of the door and scrambled on hands and knees to the door, opened it and continue on all fours out the door, and then stood up to walk. His girlfriend said, "Let him go," so he left, staggering like a drunk. (He wasn't drunk when he had come in.) He drove off like a drunk driver, almost getting into the ditch, but accelerated, on down the road, squealing his tires.
I have prayed for other people, laying hands on their foreheads or shoulders, and they reported back to me within a few days that they were healed, and they knew it was because of the prayer.
Once, a man from the local Southern Baptist Church, the one I grew up in, but no longer attended, who had heard of some miraculous healings, of cancer, because of my prayer, came to me. He had prostate cancer and was undergoing radiation treatment, which was making him nauseated, and his hair was falling out.
That church and that denomonation are famously cessationist. He asked me what I would do. I paused for about 3 seconds, and had a word of wisdom come to me. I said, "Do what it says in James, chapter 5. Call for the elders of the church and have them anoint you with oil in the name of the Lord, and pray the prayer of faith.
I knew that church had never done that in all the 24 years I had gone there. He didn't say he would, but went away thinking. He called me in less than a week, and told me he had done what
James 5 said, and he felt in his body that he was healed. He told his doctor, who had tests done and confirmed to him that there was no sign of cancer in him anymore. Praise God!
When hurricane Rita was coming, some friends invited me, and my wife, to go with them to where they were evacuating. My wife and I didn't fear the storm, but we decided to go with them to get to spend time with them. Joyce and I marched around our house before we left, and blessed it and prayed and declared that it would not be damaged.
When we got back we found that several trees had fallen all around the house but none of them hit the house. It was not damaged, at all. We said, "We should have walked around our property line!"
We stayed at home during hurricane Ike, even though it was going to be a more direct hit. At the height of the storm, at 1:30 am, we heard a tornado coming. I stood up and extended my hand in that direction and said, "Peace, be still!" The power went out, but that's all that happened. The next morning we saw where the tornado had torn up the trees coming toward our house, and we saw on the other side where it had shredded through a patch of woods that was even more ripped to pieces than the approach to the house. The tornado had lifted up and skipped over our house.
There are too many other things to remember, divine protections, healings, answers to prayer. There have been times when enemies wanted to hit me, but their arms were frozen in place and they could not.
There were times when enemies tried to set me up to be fired, but God changed the heart of the supervisor, and he didn't. Another time a man who threatened me was himself fired instead, though I had not accused him. Another person died not very long after he threatened me.
There are many other things I could tell about, but these come quickly to mind. I am tired of typing, and I've said enough. I give all the glory to God.
Peace,
Ty