These stories are used with permission from Signs Publishing Company. More of these stories can be found in these collections: Ordinary People—Extraordinary God, Ordinary People—Faithful God, and Ordinary People—Generous God

You can't run forever

I grew up doing the motions of religion, going to church on Saturdays and eventually attending an Adventist high school, but I wasn't happy. I eventually rebelled toward the end of Year 9 and refused to continue at that school.

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Reflections in a wayside rest stop

It was one of those phone calls we all dread. My dad had had a serious stroke during the night and was in hospital in Toowoomba, Queensland.

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We do, too

Many stewardship sermons imply that generosity toward God is a guaranteed insurance policy: You will be blessed financially if you pay your tithe. Those who base their action on such promises may feel abandoned by God if things don't work out as expected.

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"Why me, Lord?"

My mobile phone rang. It was my doctor.

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God is there

The packing is finished and we are ready to continue on our holiday further north when I suddenly feel a numbness and tingling in my left hand. Stroke!

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God cares for the drovers

Amy and her brothers and sisters grew up in the area now known as the Rudall River National Park, Western Australia, north-east and inland from Jigalong. They lived a nomadic existence.

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My parents prayed

My life changed instantly when my car left the road, burst though a fence and smashed head-on into a tree. Everyone else escaped, but the car had crumpled around my seat.

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He watches over us

It was dark. Sleep still fogged her eyes, as she felt herself being grabbed off the bed and carried in familiar arms.

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Change of venue

I was travelling to Tamworth, New South Wales, for the country music festival held there every year. As I neared the city, I started to get an unusual feeling in my throat.

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