Name = Terry Christian
Email = memilitant@yahoo.com
Praise Report =A few years ago, I was in deep prayer for 3 specific people. The prayer went on for these 3 for about 6 months where I had even stood in prayer for them twice while being anointed with oil by the Elders of the
church I then attended.

I was at home working with the family's tractor when all of a sudden I heard a tremendous crash. I turned and looked towards the road to see a puff of dust
smoke, but I couldn't see anything out of the
ordinary. About that time my mother went running across the yard sreaming at the top of her lungs. I jumped off the tractor and began to follow her. As I came past the blackberry patch, there was one of the 3
men's car on it's top right in front of my house. As I came closer, I realized that all 3 that I had been praying for were in the car. 2 of them crawled out of the car, but the last one remained. As I got down and
looked into the wrecked vehicle, I saw the man upside down crushed by the hood and door.

The crash was so tremendous that all the neighborhood showed up to see what had happened. Many of the men got together and pulled the car back on it's top, where I stood staring at the crushed man. A paramedic
pryed the top up off the man with a crowbar and began talking vital signs. I stood there with the man's bleeding head in my hands. Then all of a sudden I saw the man blow out his last breath. The paramedic began yelling that the man had no heart beat and no vital
signs.
I knew the man personally and had a good hunch that he was not a Christian. With his head in my hands, I looked up and prayed that God give this man another chance if he was not a christian. As I prayed, I felt
a tingling sensation go all over my body for about a minute or so. The man remained lifeless.

After a few more minutes, men finally got the man out of the car and layed him on a piece of plywood that I had retreived for them after I prayed. We stretched the man out on the plywood where he remained lifeless
without any vital signs.
About 10-15 minutes later, the man laying on the plywood, coughed. People gathered around to see him breathing and regaining his strength.
About 6 months later, I was blessed to kneal at an altar with him while he asked Jesus into his heart.