He Carried Me
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HE CARRIED ME Written by Phillip & Paula Towery October 1994 Cover drawn by Judd Portzer Acknowledgements I'd like to thank the Good Lord for bringing my wife Paula and myself through the trials we faced in the 1990's. I thank God that He helped me through the writing of this book and for the wonderful promises He has gave to all His children to cherish, claim and to hold onto. A special thanks to all of the doctors and surgeons that we had that God used during this time. To all my family, our home church, other churches that went beyond what one would expect, friends and wonderful children of God that gave to us in so many ways. I pray that this book will bless you and encourage you through any trial that you may be facing. A special thanks to Justin Glass, my computer technician that retyped this book and did all of the things to allow this to be offered to you as an e-book that you could download and get instantly - no waiting for it to arrive in the mail. God bless, Rev. Phillip Towery, founder of Faith In Prayers Ministry, www.faithinprayers.org About the Author: Phillip Towery is a Christian who, as a young teenager, had a bone disease to re-occur in his leg for 3 straight years. After having surgery his life went normally until one night in church, while praying for people at the altar, he felt a familiar pain in his leg. This was more than twenty years later. During this time he suffered through eight surgeries. He tells of how God miraculously brought him through spiritually and financially. Index Chapter 1 – Something’s Missing Chapter 2 – Saved! Chapter 3 – Found A Home Chapter 4 – A New Dimension Chapter 5 – A New Job To Do Chapter 6 – Battling The Enemy Chapter 7 – Getting Down To Business Chapter 8 – Growing In The Lord Chapter 9 – Trials of Life Chapter 10 – Looking Back Chapter 11 – Back To The Present Chapter 12 – To The Hospital Chapter 13 – Recovering Chapter 14 – The Second Trip Chapter 15 – Home Again Chapter 16 – The Third Trip Chapter 17 – Another Blow Chapter 18 – Home For Christmas Chapter 19 – The Last Time Chapter 20 – It’s Over Scriptures Jesus Is Our Savior Jesus Is Our Lord Love Fulfillment Your Deed of Inheritance You’re Experiencing Troubles You’re Experiencing Sickness You’re Need a Financial Blessing If You Feel Like Giving Up You’re Depressed Feel Condemned Lonely Need Courage Marital Problems Confused You Need Peace In Your Soul Eternity Praise Him Family Grace of God Finding The Will of God Faith SOMETHING’S MISSING It was in the evening, and I was having dinner with my wife Paula, our two children Kevin and Amanda, at a friend’s restaurant. There were about 3 or 4 other couples there also, and the men were shooting pool. Now this was not a pool hall; it was a nice establishment with a few video games and a pool table. My friend that owned the restaurant had just recently gotten saved, and these couples were some of his Christian friends. At the time, my family and I were not saved, so I sat and watched them as they laughed together and played pool. They were calling each other brother and sister, and I could feel the love they had for one another as I watched them. It made me think back to when I was a small child, and went to church with my grandmother. Actually, I have been around Christians all of my life. I also began to remember a time when Paula and I started going to church a few years after we were married. We went for a while, but then we missed a few services and before long, we dropped out completely. After we had eaten and were pulling away from the parking lot, I turned to Paula and said, “Did you see how happy those people were in there?” I knew in my heart that they were happy because they had the joy of knowing the Lord. I also knew that joy and happiness was lacking in my life. I knew that I was a sinner, and on my way to hell. SAVED! Many months after that evening, I ran into one of the men from the restaurant. We ran into each other at a business opportunity meeting where he worked part-time. We soon became good friends and he would frequently invite me to church. I would tell him that I would probably go, but when Sunday morning came around, I always had an excuse not to go. Well, he kept inviting me and I kept making excuses. This went on for several weeks. He was a real worker for the Lord; he would just not give up. Finally, after about 3 or 4 weeks, he called on a Sunday morning and I just didn’t have an excuse. My family and I got ready and headed out, and he was waiting to meet us to take us to the church. When we got there, we were late and they were singing when we walked in. The church was jam-packed, and I would have liked to have sat in the back, but it was so crowded I couldn’t see any vacant chairs. But then we were guided to some “reserved seats,” right on the front row. Imagine that! Four seats! One for myself, one for Paula, one for Kevin, and one for Mandy. I had no idea that on my first trip back to church that I would be sitting right on the front row. It just so happened that the sermon that morning was titled “A Brand New Start.” As the preacher delivered the message it seemed as though I was the only one at church, and he was preaching straight to me. Everything he said seemed just for me, and I could feel the Lord dealing with my heart. I knew that I was lost and the heaviness that I felt made it feel like I would explode, I also knew that I was ready for the altar even before the message was finished. That morning when the sermon was over and the invitation was given, my wife and I rededicated our life to the Lord, and oh what a burden was lifted from my shoulders that morning! FOUND A HOME The very next Sunday morning, I had just returned from a business seminar, and we had driven most of the night. I was unable to make it to church that morning, and Paula did not know the way to drive back to the church where we had gone the last week, because she was unfamiliar with that part of town. Some friends of ours attended a church not too far from where we lived, so she and the kids decided to go there for the morning. They came back from the service and said that even the kids liked this church. I told them that I would go see, but I really liked the first church that we had gone to. That evening we all went back and I knew that we had found a home, and this would be our church. A NEW DIMENSION Time passed by, and before we knew it, we had been going to church for 4 months. But we only went on Sunday morning, and not on Sunday nights or Wednesday nights. I was so involved in the part-time job that I had that I didn’t seem to have time for anything else. Most of my appointments were in the evening. Then one week in March after we were saved in November, our church held a revival. During the first week of it we did not attend, and a friend of ours from church called to tell us how good it was and asked us to come. Well, we waited until the next Sunday morning to go, but what a blessing we got when we got there! We came away from church that morning with a new feeling that we had before and went back every night of the revival. It was during that time that I was slain in the Spirit. That was the most beautiful experience that I had ever had. It is hard to describe the feeling; it’s almost like having a pipeline to heaven. I don’t know how long I lay in the floor, but little did I know when I gained the strength to get up, that God had made some changes in my life. I used to be a sports fanatic, and could watch it on T.V. all day long, but now that desire has changed to a new one. Now I have a burning desire to work for the Lord, witnessing to the lost. The part-time job that had taken so much of my time just didn’t seem to be as important anymore. A NEW JOB TO DO As the months went by, I felt as though there was something else I needed to do for the Lord, but I just didn’t know what it was. I had a couple of friends that worked at a Gospel radio station and I would go by there from time to time. I had some commercials for my business being run there. One day as I was travelling down the road, it came to me so plainly to have a broadcast on the radio.