I was not looking at my face when I stood in the mirror but rather the scriptures which I meditated on.
I begged God to not abandon me and not ignore my cry for help and to heal me. And then happens the big miracle.
One night we were dressing my legs… I was screaming, crying, praying “to get through this, I can’t take this.”
I have been transformed by the countless miracles Jesus has performed in my life.
I thanked God for the "sumptuous" food and asked that I be able to feed at least one other person that day.
I knew in an instant that my prayer was heard and that I had received an answer by way of receiving the Holy Spirit.
God showed mercy on me and my dad, and we barely escaped reminding me of Lot and his family.