'But God'

  I had a dream several years ago that was so amazing. Why? Because I woke up knowing exactly what the Lord was telling me, and I also somehow knew that it was going to come to pass the very next day. BACK STORY Several years prior to the dream, my husband and I had been involved in an online ministry that did dream interpretation. Back in those days, there was no YouTube or social media, but we did have chat rooms and forums that we used to minister online. Our ministry was called Caves of Obadiah because we were calling the prophets and prophetic voices to come out of the caves. Sadly, something happened, and one of my dearest friends, a woman who was a spiritual mother and mentor, got offended at us and walked away from our ministry. It was quite devastating as I saw her as a mentor and friend, and when she walked away, it was difficult, but I continued on. I took the forums to a place where they weren't just a place to post but an online school of sorts, where I was teaching ot...

  My husband was working as a Janitor in a Hospital, and of course, he had to go by and into the rooms to clean up. A man came in in very bad shape by ambulance. His shift had just started, so he was there while all of this was going on for close to 8 hours. I believe the man had fallen from a high scaffolding and was pretty torn up with broken bones, punctured lungs, and more. My husband was able to hear what the Doctors were saying as he was cleaning and mopping outside the room, but the Lord was telling him something different, so he prayed the entire time. The only person there in the Hospital with this man was his sister, and she was pretty upset at all the things the Doctors were saying to her. They literally told her that there wasn't much they could do and that she should get his affairs in order. As if to say, he is dying, so you'll need to make arrangements. They gave her no hope at all. The Holy Spirit kept speaking to my husband, telling him to pray and that they we...

  I must preface this testimony by saying we know full well the mistake that we made this day and are so grateful to God that He watches over us even when we aren't always thinking everything through but it is still a miracle testimony and I felt I wanted to share it with those who read the 'But God' Testimony blog. Many years ago when our children were much younger (maybe 10 & 13) we would occasionally visit a place called Browns Beach which in reality wasn't really a beach at all as we live in the state of Arkansas and there are no real beaches. It is more like a place where you have access to the lake, boating, picnic tables, etc... But also the water levels enabled people to go in and enjoy the water. Our children (4) had never actually had swimming lessons. It was simply something that we could not afford as our children grew up even at our local swimming pool. My husband however was a water nut. He actually taught himself to swim and lived on the central coast...

  He had every reason to dislike Christmas. Times were different; a different time and place, a different era. The culture was different. Holidays and celebrations were something others did. Something other people took part in. Life was tough. Hard. The luxury of a day off was not something these mountain people could afford to take. Who was this man called Santa? He had heard about him in fleeting ways; in the brief short times he could attend school. Christmas pageants and baked goods. Dreams and tales of Christmas candies, banquets, and feasts, with unending presents. These were just some of the tall tales and stories he had heard. Why hadn't Santa ever brought him something? Where was this Santa when he was working so hard? There would not be a tree or decorations, and no candies or gifts would be strewn throughout the house. He tried so very hard to be good, but this Santa never came to his house. He made it to other houses. He made it to houses where the kids weren't quit...

  Testimony of Victory: Kayden’s Journey Home Losing my grandson, Kayden, was one of the most heartbreaking experiences of my life. In 2020, through no fault of my own, I found myself in a situation where false accusations, manipulation, and systemic failures resulted in him being taken from my care. It felt like my whole world had come crashing down. Kayden, who I had raised since 2012 in a stable and loving home, was suddenly gone. The pain was indescribable. For nearly four years, I fought tirelessly to bring him back. It was a journey marked by legal battles, endless prayers, and moments when hope seemed just out of reach. The emotional toll was heavy—not just on me, but on my family and Kayden himself, who was caught in a web of instability and manipulation that no child should ever have to endure. There were countless sleepless nights when I poured out my heart in prayer, asking God for justice, for protection over Kayden, and for the truth to prevail. There were times when t...

    The Man in White...     Many years ago, when my husband and I were still just dating, we had a disagreement, and I really thought it was over. We’d broken up and decided not to see each other anymore. I drove myself to a park to sit by the water where I could watch the Mallards and pray. In fact, it was the very same park we’d met at. I guess I just felt the need to be there. Anyway, I sat on a park bench facing the pond and prayed quietly, and I couldn’t help myself. I was pretty upset, so I began crying quietly as I asked the Lord what to do or if I should do anything. Out of the blue, a very nice-looking young man came walking over to me. He was all dressed in white, which I remember at the time thinking was odd because it was a park with lots of dirt, kids on skateboards, riding bikes, and kicking up dirt, and of course the pond. I personally have an aversion to even wearing white because it gets dirty so easily, so it really stood out. He walk...