Testimonies of Transformed Lives Whatever we do, it is because Christ's love controls us. Since we believe that Christ died for everyone, we also believe that we have all died to the old life we used to live. He died for every one so that those who receive his new life will no longer live to please themselves. Instead, they will live to please Christ,
who died and was raised for them. --2 Corinthians 5:14-15 NLT
Why I Believe in Miracles by Clarence McCoy
I had been serving God with all my heart as a Sunday School teacher at the Chelyan Nazarene Church. In 1966, we bought a business in Belle and drove from Chelyan every day, so we decided to move to Belle. I got so involved in the business I slipped away from God, committed a lot of sins, and fell from his grace.
One day in the early 1990s, on a beautiful day in May, two weeks before my 65th birthday, my son Mike and I went for a motorcycle ride west on I64. Suddenly, at about 70mph my bike started to wobble, the wheels locked up, and threw me 200 feet into the median. When I came to, there was a woman checking my injuries; she said she was a nurse and she was there to help me. Then a man came from nowhere and said he was a doctor there to help me too. As I look back now, I believe they were angels.
I was taken to Memorial Hospital where I was told I had 5 broken ribs, a punctured lung, broken hand, crushed shoulder and collar bone, and the blood vessels on the top of my left hand were destroyed along with road rash all over my body. The doctor told me I was a miracle. Then one morning I was looking out my window and a voice said to me, "I am still waiting; this is your last chance. My Spirit will not always be calling you. If you will confess your sins, I will forgive you and cast your sins
into the sea of forgetfulness."
I started going to church, reading my Bible, and praying every day. I went to the altar but I was never satisfied. I asked God to let me know some way and then this Scripture came to me. "Come unto me all you that labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me for I am meek and lowly in heart. Though your sins are as scarlet I will make you whiter than snow" (Matt. 11:28-30).
I thank God for his mercy and Jesus for His love. I would like to thank the church family for all the prayers that have gone up to God
for me and my family.
Harold Cline
A Testimony of God’s Grace
as given to Pastor Green
Profession of Faith in Jesus Christ in his Home
What is your favorite Bible book?
“Ezekiel and Revelation, I have read them through several times. I also like reading about Jesus in Mark and Luke.”
What is your favorite Bible story?
“I like the story the lady who gave all.” The widow who gave the 2 small copper pennies which was all she had to live on. “God blesses her for giving in faith!”
What else have you liked in the Bible?
“God judges the wicked directly in the Old Testament. I like that.”
What character do you like best in Scripture?
“I like David since he praised God all the time for what God did for him. I like that David would not hurt Saul, even though Saul was trying to hurt David.” David would not hurt God’s anointed king.
What have you read lately in the Bible that spoke to you?
“I spent 5 days at my camp. I read all of Job, 1&2 Chronicles, Ezra, Nehemiah, and Esther…that was a pretty good book!”
How do you think all of this Bible reading has helped you?
“It makes me think all day of Lord Jesus. What He went through to save us! I can’t thank the Lord Jesus enough for saving me!!”
Harold, how do you know Jesus can deliver us day by day from sin?
“You get on your knees and ask God for strength! We can’t make it in life on drugs or whiskey. I’m a recovering alcoholic:
“For 14 years God dealt with me. In 2004 doctors gave me only a 50/50 chance because my gall bladder ruptured and gangrene set in. I was in ICU for over a week.”
At this point Glada, Harold’s wife, reports that she was reading the Bible in ICU and the Lord gave her a promise for Harold’s life: Psalm 46:10 ‘Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.’
What was the day of your salvation like?
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“I told my son, Timothy, about my salvation. He told Glada,
‘Well, if Dad got saved, there is hope for anyone!’”
George and Birdie McCue moved to Belle around 1937 for George to take a job at DuPont. He was not cut out for farm life in
George took an entry-level job of driving truck at DuPont. About this same time Birdie was invited to revival at the
About 1939 the family returned to Belle to start over again. George began to attend church on an occasional basis. At times he would make a start but the wrong crowd influenced him and his weakness for alcohol was too much to resist. For years there would be starting over again and again to be a born-again Christian but Satan worked desperately for his soul. In 1953, while I was a student at
Because of various illnesses brought on by alcoholism the doctors prescribed medication to control the problem. This resulted over time to abuse of prescription medicine and this forced early retirement at the age of 50 because he could not function in his work at DuPont. This brought on great trauma for the family. But the power of prayer and the faithfulness of the Holy Spirit would not give up. At long last George was delivered from the chains that bound him and he became a liberated Christian with a witness to everyone who would listen about how God had delivered him from the awful chains of sin. He bought Billy Graham’s books and distributed them to people he would meet in the grocery store or on the street and kept religious tracts in his pocket to give to anyone who would accept them.
Birdie went to be with her Lord in 1989. The Lord became a companion for George. His witness to drinking buddies resulted in conversions that to this day I don’t know about but God was faithful to allow his last years to be productive for the building of the kingdom. His contribution to the needy and to several TV ministries became a priority with a portion of his estate willed to the church that had been so faithful in holding him up to the Lord in prayer every time he would fail. They did not fail.
G. Harold McCue
Christy Jeffers
Saved by Jesus at Belle Nazarene altar Tuesday Morning 10:00 of Elaine Pettit Revival
I started attending Winfield Church of the Nazarene Wednesday Night as a new re-born Christian.
I knew that if I did not go to church then the devil would be working on me and he knows that I was nervous about going alone. But I had such a confidence walking in the church that I was not nervous at all.
Anyway, let’s get to the good part!!!
As many of you know I was raised in this very church all my life and in a Christian home. After several years of questioning my faith, I gave up and went on my own...until Tuesday morning. Something my mother had said to me on Monday morning pulled a trigger in my heart. She had explained to me that God had laid something on her heart and she had to take care of it, well so did I. After speaking to a Christian woman at my work about several different things that I needed to take care of, she plainly said, “girl you are under conviction!!!”
I was like yeah I know and I can’t take it anymore. So while driving down the road, I was crying and something telling me to get off the Belle exit, this might be your last chance. And of course the devil on my right shoulder saying, the preacher isn’t going to be at this church so just go on, you have a busy day.
But the feeling and chills wouldn’t go away. So I turned onto 9th Street and got out at the church and knocked on the parsonage door and no one answered and in the back of my mind I was thinking, this is just what I need, when lo and behold Dave Nelson pulled up in the parking lot and I yelled and asked him where the Pastor was and he said “Did you check the church office?” And I was like oh yeah the church office! So I made my way as fast as I could up there and then to the altar where God’s saving Grace saved me!!! I finally answered the call!!! Yes, Mother and Dad finally.
Thanks to Pastor Mark and Wanda Gore who were there with me as they both prayed with me.
I always knew what the world thinks to be brought up in a Christian home (they think it is unnecessary) but I ignored that flat out. Boy, I didn’t remember what I was missing!!!
I know you all get the picture, but one last funny thing is when my dad called to congratulate me and said, “Can’t ya’ll find any good preachers down your way?!” And for those of you who know him are thinking, yeah that’s Randy!!!
Thanks again to everyone who was praying for me!!!
Tim Bostick
Testimony of a Redeeming God!
First let me say that GOD IS GOOD and the grace he extends to us is both perfect and amazing. Most of you guys know my story, so I don’t need to spend a lot of time on background info. I want to use most of my words on the important thing…my reconciliation with my Savior and my return to the body of Christ.
I often wonder how someone, that has had every possible advantage growing up regarding a life of faith, could stray, then come back to the Lord and be totally immersed in the church only to stray AGAIN. It should have been easier for me, than most, to stay faithful and committed, yet I always had trouble with the faith aspect of things. I’ve often looked at those pillars of faith who started from bad circumstances with no Christian heritage and marveled that they could go ‘all in’ for God while I, being raised in the ways of God, struggled.
Anyway, several months ago I started getting a feeling of conviction … then one day Emily, being the direct little lady that she is, told me that I needed to start going to church with them. In my mind, that confirmed that it really was God trying to get my attention. From that point on, I earnestly started seeking the face of God. I thought I’d have everything settled well before Christmas, but Christmas came and went. I never could quite find the time to ‘get down to business’ with God. Pastor Green worked with me too, but like I told him….nothing’s ever easy with me…I feel like its going to be a process with me … I can’t just blindly believe …I can’t just let go and let God, as they say. Working with Pastor Green, I was making progress and then the job issue and all the things that came with preparing to move halfway across the country came up and I just couldn’t focus on my soul until I took care of the move. I moved out to Oklahoma, a few weeks ahead of the family, in the summer, and it wasn’t until I was out here with no distractions that I could focus on God and get things taken care of. Looking back, my priorities were jacked up, but that’s how it was for me.
As I prayed and did some soul-searching, God revealed to me his grace and glory slowly. As I told the pastor, I’m not the kind of person that can just blindly believe. My mind is analytical and wired toward logic so deeply that I find simple childlike faith extremely difficult. Unfortunately, I’m more like Thomas than Peter. I’m also not used to failing, I say this not in a prideful way, but merely to say that I had been in the family twice and twice had dropped the ball. I absolutely couldn’t risk failing again…If I couldn’t commit to God and know that it was a forever thing, I’d decided that it would be better to not commit at all. I did not want to let God and everybody down again. I figured I’d already been enough of a stumbling block that the least I could do was not risk causing more damage to the name of Christ. God finally got the following truth through to me ..He said, “Look, you just commit and submit to my will and do what you are supposed to do and I’ll handle the rest.” I made that commitment one night alone in my condo – just me and God – which for me, seemed like the right way. I said “God, I will quit being a doubting Thomas, quit looking at people and look only to you. I will believe, even when I don’t understand or it doesn’t make sense or I have no proof…I will have faith and trust You … but I’ll need your help daily.” It was like God said …”You got a deal” ---- welcome home Knuckle head. I feel like I may know how the prodical son felt.
After that night, I felt kinda numb … no flashing lights, angels singing on high, lightning bolts or anything. The rest of my search was a process, so I wasn’t surprised that the end was anything less. Over the next few days, God revealed to me my personal secret for success, if I was serious about not failing again. See, when I was in church, I had considered myself to be so strong, solid and ‘religious’ that I was above the temptations of the devil. My pride, self-reliance and arrogance got me into trouble. Trust me on this one .. you can’t do it on your own … you can’t be good enough and playing church doesn’t get it done… without God you are no match for Satan. I learned this the hard way. Given time and opportunity, if you are not diligent in your walk with God, Satan will find a way in. He will find your weakness and he will exploit it. You are not strong enough, smart enough, faithful enough without him. I learned that I need to rely on Christ alone and not myself. You gotta treat your relationship with God like the precious treasure that it is and build hedges around it, nurture it and protect it at all costs. To do otherwise, is to likely lose it all. These are the things God revealed to me in my state of numbness. I had heard it all before, but now it was real to me.
Away, still feeling numb, I went to Edmond First Church prior to coming home (I had had some e-mails with the pastor and youth pastor before, while I was still searching – trying to find a good place with a good youth department for the family). The Sunday prior to me coming home for vacation, during the Sunday service, the Lord poured out his love to me … I found myself crying during worship and the message. I didn’t feel numb anymore. I could finally feel the sweet joy of the Lord in a real way. Several times during the following weeks, I’d just be driving down the road listening to K-LOVE and the Lord would speak to me through the songs and I’d be driving down the road with tears in my eyes worshiping.
I know I’m rambling, but you guys are my people and I’m pumped. That’s my story. The struggle is over. I’m sleeping better at night, my mind is not as restless as before … I feel calm and secure in the arms of God. The chaos in my mind has been replaced with peace. I’m not relying on me anymore. I’ll still have work to do along the way…but I’ll trust God to help me when pride, doubt or whatever shows its ugly face to me. With God’s help and guidance, I WILL OVERCOME and be a Man of Faith.
Pray for us as we settle into a new church. Pray that we’ll find the perfect place where God wants us to be where we can work, serve, worship and grow.
My anchor was holding fast all along. I let go of it. That won’t happen again .. My anchor still holds and I’m holding fast to my anchor.
Thank you for every prayer sent to heaven on my behalf. God is good … even in Oklahoma.
Let me leave you with a thought and challenge that spoke to me this morning. What would you do if you were fearless? How would your life be different if you replace fear/doubt with FAITH? Commit with me to live FEARLESS FOR GOD !
I love you guys. Tim
WE CELEBRATE THE WONDERFUL MIRACLES OF OUR LORD AND SAVIOR
Bob Stone is truly a living miracle.
From his death bed God has raised him up through faith and prayers of many churches.
After being on a ventilator for 11 1/2 days in the fall of 2009 and the vent breathing for him at 100%, there was little hope.
Yet Mary Seabolt had the faith to believe God could still raise Bob up and was anointed for his healing.
Bob's blood count and breathing continued to improve from there.
In the midst of his hospital recovery, Bob sought entire sanctification so that he could be "as close to God as I can".
With a thankful heart, Bob has been witnessing and inviting people to church, even doctors and nurses!
Let us all be praising God for his healing.
>>Pastor Mark Green
Bob's Testimony
I want to praise the Lord for his intervention during my time of illness. Without his intervention I would not be here today. I believed in prayer, but this has made me more fully aware of the power of prayer. I know the Lord has a purpose for everything, but this sickness has drawn me more closer to him, and if this illness was meant to draw me closer, then all I have endured has been worth it.
Without him and a supportive family and friends and especially my church family and the many prayers that was prayed, I know I would not have pulled through after the doctor’s had given up hope. I especially thank the Lord for
I now realize how powerful God is and I know for a fact that he is the “Great Physician” and “Healer”. No matter what lies ahead I know He will be with me for He has promised never to leave us or forsake us.
Looking back the hand of God was at work from the onset of my illness, when a special x-ray tech (Susan Wilkinson) had my x-ray read, then forwarding the report to my family doctor in a speedy fashion; my family doctor advising me to go to the emergency room where my hemolytic anemia was diagnosed, and all the great doctors and nurses He provided for my care. I truly want to be a witness for the Lord and grow stronger in His word. How humbling it is to be given a second chance.
Bob Stone