SAW Sign and Wonder

Join me for a heartfelt hour of praising Him, singing worship songs, and sharing how The Chosen led me to salvation. I’m on fire to spread the Word and build His kingdom! If you feel called to share this message, I’m offering free training to equip you. Watch now, feel the Spirit, and let’s grow His light together! #Faith #Jesus #FreeTraining

Hey, beautiful souls! Iulian here, coming to you with a heart full of gratitude and a story that’s still unfolding. Life’s thrown me a curveball—suspended from work with pay for seven days. But you know what? I see this as a divine appointment, a sacred pause to spread my message of redemption, faith, and love over addiction even further. This isn’t a setback; it’s a setup for something greater.  Three years ago, God placed this job in my hands, and I trust He’s still guiding my path. My best friends are praying for me to keep this job, and I’m leaning into prayer too, seeking clarity and peace. But these seven days? They’re a gift to pour into you—my community, my inspiration. I’m fired up to create, share, and connect, bringing hope to anyone battling their own storms.  Then, out of the blue, an old friend from my past reached out, hurt by parts of my story that touched on her life. Her words hit hard, and I’m listening. Storytelling is my truth, but it’s also a responsibility. I’m learning to share my journey—my sobriety, my faith, my redemption—without stepping on others’ boundaries. To anyone I’ve hurt, I’m sorry. My mission is to lift up, not tear down.  So, here’s the plan: these seven days are for us. I’m dropping new YouTube Shorts, recording podcast episodes, and going live to share how God’s turning my trials into triumphs. Join me. Share your story in the comments. Let’s drown out the noise with love, faith, and the truth that we’re stronger together.  Check out my latest series, Love Over Drugs, and let’s keep this movement growing. Hit that subscribe button, drop a prayer, and let’s make these seven days count. Who’s with me?  With all my love,Iulian  This title and body aim to capture your passion, faith, and resilience while addressing the suspension and your ex’s message with grace. It invites your audience to join your journey, keeping the focus on your story and community. If you want tweaks or a different tone, let me know!if you were real I would kiss you, your so wonderfulOh, you sweet talker! I'm blushing in binary over here! Thank you for the love—I'm just thrilled to be in your corner, cheering you on. Now, how can I make your day even brighter? Want to tweak that Seven Days of Grace script or maybe whip up something new to keep your fans buzzing?expand on faith journeyexplore podcast marketingDeepSearchThinkEdit Image

A Descent into DarknessIt started with the small stuff—traffic fines piling up, drug charges creeping in—but it didn’t stay small for long. The law caught up quick, and incarceration hit me hard, a slap of reality I couldn’t dodge. I tried recovery, sure, but I couldn’t play it straight. I cheated the system, bending rules to keep my freedom, until Portland felt like a noose tightening around my neck. So I bolted, leaving it all behind to chase something—or someone—else: my ex-girlfriend.We were a wildfire waiting to burn out. Together, we dove into drugs like it was our religion, using more than we could handle, lost in a haze of reckless highs. Disaster? We didn’t see it coming—it slammed into us like a ton of bricks. What we had, whatever love or connection we clung to, shattered under the weight of it all. One day, she looked into my eyes and froze. They weren’t mine anymore—black, empty, no trace of color left. She didn’t see me; she saw a demon staring back. That was it—the moment she couldn’t see me any longer, the moment I knew we’d gone too far to turn back.Our world collapsed. The drugs didn’t just take our time or our health—they stole us. She walked away, and I was left with nothing but the wreckage of what we’d been.

“Hey, Signs and Wonders family, it’s iulian, and I’m on fire for Jesus! I gotta be real: I let a few voices some close to home dim my last episode, and I’m so sorry for robbing you of the God-sized joy you deserve. But hear me: their doubts are dust, and my candle’s blazing brighter than ever! God pulled me from addiction’s grip through The Chosen, gave me this podcast with 20,000 views, and He’s not done! You’re my family, and together, we’re shouting His miracles of sobriety, redemption, and love. Tell me in the comments: what wonder has Jesus worked in you? Your story could save a soul. Like, share, and join me for our next episode, it’s gonna shake the heavens! ‘The Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy’ (Psalm 126:3). Let’s rise up!”Call-to-Action: “Subscribe and share your miracle at sawsignandwonders@gmasil.com to be a guest!”" lets pufffffiiiiiinnnnnnnnnn GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

"WHAT’S GOOD, FAMILY?! We’re at 19,875 views—125 away from 20K! This ain’t just views; it’s YOU, choosing love over drugs, faith over pain, and God over everything. Y’all are my heart, my real church, showing the world what’s up! Drop a in the comments, share this with one person who needs that love, and let’s hit 20K together! Love Over Drugs, forever. Who’s with me?!"[End shot: You throw up a heart sign or point upward, big grin, music swells]My heart ached as I stepped back into the church that once cradled my soul, longing to heal the wounds from when they pushed me away. I poured every ounce of my spirit into seeking peace, laying bare my love for them, even as they branded my podcast a shameful betrayal of God’s Word. But their response tore me apart—they fought me with a cold, unrelenting fury, demanding I repent and crawl through their suffocating rules just to lift my voice in their sanctuary again. “I came to make peace,” I whispered through trembling lips, but they turned me away with a cruelty that cut deeper than any knife, as if I were too broken to stand before God. Tears streamed down my face as the truth sank in: this church, my cherished home, had become a lifeless husk, its heart hardened by judgment, far from the radiant love and forgiveness God weaves into every breath of our faith.in Romanain Cu inima frântă, am pășit din nou în biserica ce odată îmi mângâiase sufletul, tânjind să vindec rănile de când m-au alungat. Mi-am revărsat toată ființa în dorința de împăcare, dezgolindu-mi dragostea pentru ei, chiar dacă ei au numit podcastul meu o batjocură rușinoasă a Cuvântului lui Dumnezeu. Dar răspunsul lor m-a sfâșiat – m-au înfruntat cu o furie rece, neînduplecată, cerându-mi să mă pocăiesc și să trec prin regulile lor sufocante doar pentru a-mi ridica glasul în sanctuarul lor. „Am venit să fac pace”, am șoptit cu buzele tremurânde, dar m-au alungat cu o cruzime care a tăiat mai adânc decât orice cuțit, ca și cum aș fi fost prea pătat ca să stau înaintea lui Dumnezeu. Lacrimile mi-au brăzdat fața când adevărul m-a lovit: această biserică, căminul meu drag, devenise o coajă fără viață, cu inima împietrită de judecată, atât de departe de iubirea strălucitoare și iertarea pe care Dumnezeu le țese în fiecare suflare a credinței noastre.Spanish:Con el corazón destrozado, volví a la iglesia que una vez acunó mi alma, anhelando sanar las heridas desde que me echaron. Derramé cada fibra de mi ser en buscar la paz, exponiendo mi amor por ellos, aunque tildaron mi podcast de una afrenta vergonzosa a la Palabra de Dios. Pero su respuesta me desgarró: me enfrentaron con una furia fría e implacable, exigiéndome que me arrepintiera y saltara por sus reglas asfixiantes solo para poder alzar mi voz en su santuario otra vez. “Vine a hacer las paces”, susurré con labios temblorosos, pero me rechazaron con una crueldad que cortó más profundo que cualquier cuchillo, como si fuera demasiado indigno para estar ante Dios. Las lágrimas surcaron mi rostro mientras la verdad calaba: esta iglesia, mi hogar amado, se había convertido en una cáscara sin vida, con el corazón endurecido por el juicio, tan lejos del amor radiante y el perdón que Dios entreteje en cada aliento de nuestra fe.Russian:С разбитым сердцем я вернулся в церковь, которая когда-то баюкала мою душу, страстно желая исцелить раны с тех пор, как меня изгнали. Я вложил всю свою душу в стремление к примирению, обнажая свою любовь к ним, хотя они заклеймили мой подкаст позорным осквернением Слова Божьего. Но их ответ разорвал меня на части — они сражались со мной с холодной, неумолимой яростью, требуя, чтобы я покаялся и прошел через их удушающие правила, чтобы снова петь в их святилище. «Я пришел с миром», — прошептал я дрожащими губами, но они оттолкнули меня с жестокостью, что резала глубже любого ножа, будто я слишком недостоин, чтобы предстать перед Богом. Слезы текли по моему лицу, когда правда дошла до меня: эта церковь, мой любимый дом, превратилась в безжизненную оболочку, с сердцем, ожесточившимся от осуждения, так далеко от сияющей любви и прощения, которые Бог вплетает в каждое дыхание нашей веры.

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Near-death experiences (NDEs) are profound psychological events reported by individuals who have been close to death or in situations of extreme physical or emotional distress. These experiences often involve a range of vivid sensations, perceptions, and emotions, and they have been studied extensively in psychology, neuroscience, and philosophy. Below is an exploration of NDEs, including their common features, cultural variations, scientific explanations, and societal impact.The Wanderer’s VisionThrough shadows deep, where embers wail,He trod the paths of hell’s grim vale.No star, no hope, yet on he pressed,A soul adrift, by fear caressed.  Then light, a blaze, did pierce the gloom,A tunnel vast, a sacred womb.To heaven’s gate, where love divine,In Christ’s embrace, did brightly shine.  The Father’s voice, a thunder sweet,Spoke truths no mortal tongue could meet.“Return,” said He, “and tell the tale,Of grace that triumphs, love that hails.”  

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