God's story, your life.

Unfolding short stories.

So I was born into a Christian family and made the decision to follow God for myself when I was 18.

And I did a YWAM school, the East of the Mission.

And I saw God move in amazing ways.

I saw him heal a man with a withered leg, his leg grew back in the Philippines in front of me.

And I said, okay, God, I'm never going to doubt you again, that's it.

You don't have to do anything else.

The God of the Bible is alive today.

So I knew God was real.

I loved him.

I was following him. And I just assumed that I would meet someone and get married one day and have a family.

The years went by, my 20s.

I never met the right person.

The older I got, the more painful this was.

And I used to pray and ask God a lot to bring my husband. And also knowing that I didn't want a husband in marriage to be an idol,

so trying to lay it down at the same time.

But when I got into my late 30s, I felt really sad about the whole situation.

I have four brothers who are all married with kids, and I still were single.

And then I was living in London, and one evening, I had a dream. dream and in my dream I am standing in front of a big

steel closed door and I'm trying to open this door and I can't. It's immovable. I'm trying

everything in my own strength to open it like throwing my body against it. Nothing happens doesn't even

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