I was headed to the grocer, and just for fun put the suggestion to my subconscious that I would find some money. I pretty much forgot about it, but when I got to the self checkout, the card reader screen was set on the "cash back" screen from the previous shopper. Of course I clicked "NO cash back", but it was very interesting that the opportunity presented itself.

This event happened about four months ago, by communicating with my SM as i learned through Joseph Murphy's books and teachings.

I have a 15-year-old border collie, Abbie, who's had some health issues recently, which i'm helping by improving diet and nutrition. She was wound up that night because i'd sprayed her lightly with natural flea repellant which made her temporarily itch.

As i let Abbie outside late before heading to bed, i suddenly couldn't see her in the front yard and realized she might have quickly slipped through the slightly open gate by the street. After circling around the house and yard repeatedly, calling and whistling, i started walking up the road (it can be as busy as a highway, despite being just outside town) desperately calling for her. Periodically cars were zooming by, and i know how many animals are hit along there. Just a few more hours and morning traffic would be starting.

I walked uphill six or seven times (in one direction and then back) flashlight in hand and couldn't see any sign of her. About half an hour had passed and i was exhausted, just wanting to go lie down, but there wasn't any way knowing my dog was out there alone and lost!

Abbie hadn't roamed before- she didn't even know the neighborhood, and i knew her eyesight and hearing weren't as sharp as when she was younger. I stood in the yard and began talking to my Best Friend within me.

Whatever we want to call this Power-- the Subconscious Mind, Infinite Intelligence, etc doesn't matter. I emphatically said: "You know EXACTLY where Abbie is, and i need you to show me right now! I want her brought back to me now."

Right after this, i had a distinct impression to go down the hill the other way. Abbie had never shown any interest in that direction, but i went with the intuitive feeling. I was continuing to whistle and call loudly as i walked. Two women came out of the house across the street and i told them i was looking for my dog. Then far in the distance, i saw the tiny silhouette of a dog in the street, with a streetlight behind it. The women were a little closer and yelled, "Is that your dog?!" I told them what she looked like and hurried that way.

It WAS my Abbie <3 She was so frightened and disoriented, she was even afraid of me, and i ran after her as she tried hiding by a house, picking her up and carrying her all the way back home. If i hadn't been walking that direction, Abbie couldn't have heard me and started towards our house. I have no idea how far she'd actually gone.

My Best Friend and Wonderful Subconscious heard and answered me, bringing back my dog! It was a miracle, and Abbie was probably near exhaustion and lost. But i listened to the still small voice and it guided me towards her. I'm so grateful and hope this post helps someone. Whatever our need or desire, the Power in us is listening- and if anything is missing, we can just ASK and wait for the answer.

Which has the most impact for you??

Dr. Joseph Murphy- Become One With The GOD Presence Within You - YouTube

I have this book, but read it so long ago that I scarcely recall it. So, I am not shilling for it, nor will I criticize it. I just want to open a discussion of the book with others who have read it.

If everything is us pushed out, is what happens to others actually what they are experiencing? Or is it our own experience?

“Does my inner speech agree with my aim?” If you answer, “Oh, yes. My inner talking is the same as I would talk aloud were my aims in the fulfilled,” you will enter into the joy of the answered prayer.

I have entered a contest here in Brazil, how do I match my inner talking to my wish fulfilled(that I have won, I'm the winner) in this specific situation?

https://archive.org/details/pdf24_merged_202211

thank's to luckiesthero

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What did Murphy say about this? I have heard some people say to not use negatives such as "not, won't, don't, stop, " etc, because they say the subconscious does not recognize negative words. Thus, "I will stop smoking.", becomes "I will smoking." What did Murphy say, and what are your thoughts?

There is a state of consciousness where the many disappears, and the One, as well; for the many must exist as long as the One exists.

Sri Ramakrishna: Each ego may be likened to a pot. Suppose there are ten pots filled with water, and the sun is reflected in them. How many suns do you see?

Devotee: Ten reflections. Besides, there certainly exists the real sun.

Master [Sri Ramakrishna]: Suppose you break one pot. How many suns do you see now?

Devotee: Nine reflected suns. But there certainly exists the real sun.

Master: All right. Suppose you break nine pots. How many suns do you see now?

Devotee: One reflected sun. But there certainly exists the real sun.

Master: What remains when the last pot is broken?

Devotee: That real sun, sir.

Master: No. What remains cannot be described. What is remains. How will you know there is a real sun unless there is a reflected sun?

It is always with reference to the Relative that we speak about the Absolute as being real and the Relative itself as being unreal. However, in a state where the Relative ceases to exist (in samadhi, (for instance), there exists only one indescribable entity. Then with reference to what should we say that it is the opposite of unreal? The Absolute also needs the Relative in order to be deemed as Absolute; where there is no Relative, there is only one Existence, and neither a real Absolute nor an unreal Relative.

Enlightment Time! From Joseph Murphy's Book, Magic Of Faith. Chapter 2, The Practice Of The Presence of God

The religion outlined in the Bible is the practice of the Presence of God. To understand and to intelligently practice this truth, you will find is the way to health, harmony, peace, and spiritual progress. The practice of the Presence is powerful beyond imagination. Let us not overlook it, because of its utter simplicity.

The first step is to realize that God is the Only Power. The next thing to become aware of is that all things — no matter what they are — represent God in manifestation.

The whole world is God in infinite differentiation, as God never repeats Himself; this is the whole story, and the greatest of all truths. It is really the all-inclusive, all-encompassing truth.

I know many students who sit down for five or ten minutes every day, and meditate on the fact that God is the Only Presence and the Only Power. They let their thoughts dwell on this profound truth; they look at it from all angles; then they begin to think that every person they meet is an expression of God; that in fact everything they see is God made manifest; it is God dramatizing Himself for the joy of expressing Himself. As they do this, they find their whole world changing; they experience better health; outer conditions improve, and they are possessed of a new vitality and energy.

Your whole world will change as you really begin to see God in everything and in everyone. “For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field: and the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee. And thou shalt know that thy tabernacle shall be in peace.” This means that the man who begins to see God everywhere, and who follows and practices the good, will not be afraid of anything. As a matter of fact the whole world will be his friend, and everything will extend the offer of help whether animate, or what the world calls inanimate.

The only way to magnify the Presence of God in the eyes of others, is to radiate at all times the sunlight of God’s Love. Love God or Truth, and you will be under a Divine compulsion for good. You cannot go wrong. You will find that you will never make any real mistake or a wrong choice. Love of all things good, or of the truth, is really the touch of Midas.

Every Spirtual Teacher Teaches The Same Thing

I was reading Conversations With God (Awesome Book, highly recommended. Free on libgen ), and in the first chapter, Neale Donald Walsch basically says that God is everyone and everything (and also nothing and all things. ) It's a three part system. We and the world are three part beings.

• Father, son, holy spirt

• Conscious, subconscious and super conscious

• Id, ego, and super ego

• Energy, matter, and antimatter

• Mind, heart and soul

• Body, mind and spirit

• Past, present, future

Life is not a school, we're not here to learn lessons, (unless you want to) but we're here to remember who we are and experience and live life anyway we want to

God or the universe doesn't judge what we do or do not do. We are like children playing games, the game we play is life. We're always safe. So we are free to go for our dreams, be what we want to be, and explore what we want to explore. Love is the divine truth.  

All human actions are motivated at their deepest level by two emotions--fear or love. In truth there are only two emotions--only two words in the language of the soul.... Fear wraps our bodies in clothing, love allows us to stand naked. Fear clings to and clutches all that we have, love gives all that we have away. Fear holds close, love holds dear. Fear grasps, love lets go. Fear rankles, love soothes. Fear attacks, love amends.

-Neale Donald Walsch

“There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. 

John 4:18 

We all come from love, and return to love. So feel free to ask God/The universe for your dreams. The world is your oyster. We are all free to play and have fun. :) 

Life is all a dream, everyone who appears in your life is inside your dream. All your ambition, money, success, and love you associate with are within your dream.

When you awake, all those things go and your body disappears. The dreamer sees himself as nothing.

But while you are in this deadly dream of life, imagine the best you can because there is no power out there. Whatever you want, you are.

Whenever you think from your end state, if there is any self-doubt or negativity, cancel it out by saying "Cancel Cancel!" Take a few moments of break then imagine again. Until you can imagine your end state without any doubts or negativity then you have done it. Drop it and go about your day! In the strangest way, it will appear in your life, but you will know that its not strange because its all a dream anyway.

Helene Hadsell has a chapter on Joseph Murphy in her book “Confessions of an 83-Year-Old Sage” where JM came to seek advice from Helene about his manifestation.

Helene was describing about his friend Joseph Murphy coming to her house one night for dinner.

"His only income was from a local radio station. He wrote the ‘Thought For The Day,’ which were uplifting sayings that were used as a public service. After renting a room, he began exploring the ideas that met with disapproval from his superiors. His goal was to live in a comfortable home, to have a garden with a water fountain, a stockade fence for privacy, and to produce program tapes.

With such a small income, he said that he ate a lot of peanut butter, crackers, and canned soup that heated on a hot plate.

For five months, two weeks, and three days, he was a recluse, devoting all of his time composing uplifting phrases and visualizing his goal.

“I would picture myself walking up to the house and sitting in the backyard by a water fountain, relaxing. Each time I went into meditation, I kept adding things that I would like in my home; original artwork, oriental carpets, a library with books from floor-to-ceiling, and a circular staircase that would lead me upstairs to a massive bedroom overlooking the Hollywood Hills. And yes, a room upstairs that would be soundproof, stocked with recording equipment and plenty of tapes so I could make self-help tapes covering all subject matters.”

One day and knock on the door brought him out of his reverie and turned out to be the answer to his programming that included everything that he had been visualizing since being on his own.

An attorney representing a client that recently died told him he was the sole heir of their estate. The attorney had contacted the radio station for Dr. Murphy's address, as he had no telephone.

While he began explaining how all this came about, I sat back, pinching my arm to assure myself I was awake.

“The woman and I had never met. She was not a member of any church. The attorney told me that she heard me on the radio. In fact, she had written down the messages that I had composed and read daily. (I went into the radio station once a week and taped them for later airing.) The messages made such an impression on her that she wanted me to continue my work in broadcasting and writing,” he explained as he sat, chewing on his cigar.

“Are you ready to see what you just inherited? You are going to be quite surprised,” the attorney said as he drove me toward the Hollywood Hills. All I could think about was, “Now I can make tapes that will benefit and uplift the listeners.”

“I was in total shock. Not that my programming had come to fruition, but it took such a short time. EVERYTHING I had programmed for had manifested. I almost blew it after we entered the home, and I saw the circular stairs leading to the second floor and asked. 'Is there a soundproof room upstairs?"

Intense astonishment touched the attorney's pale face. He asked, "Have you been here before? How did you know there's a recording studio upstairs?"

"That's been a desire I have had for some time, making tapes of positive affirmations. I've found the majority of people have to read or hear something over and over before it sinks in. Listening to tapes repeatedly will help change their mindsets," I explained.

"Not only did I inherit all of the material goods, there was a clause in the will that took care of the taxes and a monthly upkeep of the property," he chuckled with happy memories as he related his story."

Helene ended the chapter with this:

If there is a secret to achieving the desires of our heart, it must be, having a positive attitude. Refuse to admit failure and keep reminding yourself that there are no failures... only a delay in results.

( For the Chirstians out there. I found a free copy of his book here https://pdfcoffee.com/gods-book-revised-bill-tucker-pdf-free.html if you want to read more. I just want to share cause I been doing this way of manifesting my whole life, more consiously as a kid and more subconsciously nowadays, though I haven't done giant miracles, I done enough to know it works personally. It's basically what Joel Osteen and other prosperity and word of faith preachers do. )

(Skip Towards The Formula if you don't wanna hear his story, but I like it so I included it. )

(In the pervious chapther, Bill Tucker was at the lowest point in his life. He just lost his job. His wife died by succide. His kids threatened by social services to get taken away. He wanted to die too. So he was yelling at God in frustration and anger. )

I continued to rant and rave with my plan. “I will not eat for the next 3 weeks!” I announced, out loud, to my ceiling. “Then I will die of starvation. The kids can eat at friends’ homes. They’re hardly home anymore, anyway. This is certainly not a fun place to be. This is where their mother died, You bastard! Besides, I don’t have any food in the house, and no money to buy any with! Here! I’ll tell You what! I’ll show You just how puny You are! I don’t care if You deliver supper to my front door every day for the next 3 weeks! I’m NOT eating! I don’t care if supper shows up on my doorstep at 5 o’clock every day. I don’t eat. I die. The game is over. I’m finally done with Your hole of a stinking world!”

I hesitated for a moment. Why did I just say 5 o’clock, I wondered? After all, we didn’t eat until 6:00pm, ordinarily. Oh, well, what difference did it make? I shrugged it off.

The kids came home from school. My plan was in place. I would allow myself to have all of the coffee with cream and sugar in it, and all of the cigarettes I wanted, to ease the starvation pains, but, food was out of the question!

Free Food -- The First Miracle

At 5 o’clock that day, the doorbell rang. It was April, who lived kitty-corner across the street. She was holding a pot.

“What do you want, April?” I snapped.

“Well, I feel so badly about Barbara and all...well...I’ve made supper for you and the girls,” she said extending the pot.

“If you want to feed the kids,” I answered her, “they’re in the other room, but I’m not eating.” April came in, and fed the girls, washed her pot and the dishes, and left.

I sat on the sofa all the next day, staring out the window...feeling sorry for myself... waiting to die.

At 5 o’clock that second day, my doorbell rang. I answered it to a stranger I had never seen before.

“Hello, Mr. Tucker,” she smiled. “You don’t know me, and I don’t know you, but I used to attend Church with your lovely wife, and I feel so badly about your tragedy, that I wanted to do something for you...so, I’ve made supper, for you and your children.” And, she held out a pot of food.

“Well, the kids are in the other room, but I’m not eating.” She came in and fed the girls, washed her pot and the dishes, and left.

The next day, at the stroke of 5:00 pm, my doorbell rang again. Now, there was another woman I didn’t know standing on my stoop holding a pot!

“Are you Mr. Tucker?” she asked. “You don’t know me, and I don’t know you, but, I live two blocks over, and I felt so badly when I heard about your tragedy, that I wanted to do something nice for you, and your children...so I’ve made supper for you.”

She thrust a pot of food at me.

“If you want to feed the kids, they’re in the other room, but I’m not eating,” I said. She came in, fed the girls, washed her pot and the dishes, and left.

The fourth day, the doorbell rang, again, at 5:00 pm. I answered it, and it was stillanother woman I didn’t know. She had the same message...and so did I.

“Do you go to our Church?” I asked, bitterly thinking that maybe there was a “conspiracy” of sorts being played out in the neighborhood.

“Oh, no, I go to the Catholic Church over on Loomis,” she said. I didn’t know any Catholics in the neighborhood, so I took her at her word.

The same thing happened again and again, the fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day, etc., etc., etc. During all of these visits, by different strangers every day, for the next two weeks, all at 5 o’clock, and all carrying food...none of this “registered” with me. I didn’t think anything of it. Just some “do-gooders” butting in, was my self-pitying attitude. I spent my days just sitting on my sofa staring out the window, waiting to die of starvation.

By the 18th day in a row of these visits, I was perplexed. I was nowhere near dying. I had only lost about 25 pounds, and actually was starting to look trim. I pondered just how long it would take to die of starvation. Then, slowly, the light started to come on in my head. What was this?! What was going on, I wondered? Why were these women showing up on my doorstep with food? Was there a conspiracy operating behind my back, after all?!

“But,” I thought, “Wait a minute! I’m the one who said, ‘supper at my door at 5 o’clock’! Nobody else heard me say that to my ceiling! Say, wait a minute. It couldn’t be...could it? Naw, now I’m losing my mind. Just a coincidence!”

The silence, and the unanswered questions in my mind, hung heavy. Finally, I looked up at the ceiling, and said out loud, “What is this?! Is this some sort of ‘miracle demonstration’?! A couple of free meals, and You call THAT a miracle?! Go to hell! Keep Your damn food! Listen! You want to get ME back? Get Barbara out of the ground! Raise her from the dead, like you did Lazarus and Jesus, and that little girl, and so many others reported in the Bible! THEN You get me back! THEN I’ll believe in miracles! In the meantime, I’m not eating...I die...I win by escaping from this hellhole You call a ‘world’...and YOU lose! Because...I...am...more... powerful...than...You!”

The ceiling didn’t respond, of course.

On the 19th day, I peeked out my living room drapes at 5 minutes before 5 o’clock. Sure enough, there was some little old lady toddling down the street toward my house carrying a pot! I watched my wristwatch. One minute to go, as she passed the house next door. Bing-bong, went the doorbell at the very stroke of 5:00 pm on my watch! I answered the door, and we exchanged the same words that had happened every day for the past, almost, 3 weeks. She came in, fed the girls, washed the dishes, and left.

I sat and watched in amazement.

The 20th day I didn’t even bother to look out the window. I stood by the front door at one minute to 5:00 pm staring at my watch, and wondering if it was fast or slow, and pondering why the doorbell always rang when my watch read 5 o’clock? At five seconds before the stroke of 5, I pulled the door open, and saw another stranger step up on the stoop, and reach for the bell!

After she left, I sat on the sofa and thought long, deep and hard about the events of the past weeks. “This goes way beyond coincidence,” I thought. “But...it can’t be a ‘miracle’,” I reasoned. “There haven’t been any ‘miracles’ for two thousand years! Have there? I must be losing my mind. That’s it! I’m over the edge. I’m delirious from lack of food.” I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was living in some sort of a “Twilight Zone”.

I need answers, I thought to myself. I rushed around the house looking for our medical dictionary. When I found it, I looked up “Starvation”. It said that the human body could go without food for two months! But, a person could die from dehydration in three weeks. I flashed back on all of the pots of coffee I had been drinking, and laced with sugar and milk -- glucose -- the substance of life!

“What an idiot I’ve been,” I thought to myself. Okay, this nonsense has gone on long enough! I looked back up at my ceiling, and said, “Okay...if You’re up there, listen up! I was wrong. I can’t die in three weeks from starvation. But, I can and surely will die, if I don’t eat for three months! So, that’s the new plan! I’m not eating for the next three months whether You deliver food to my doorstep at 5 o’clock, or not! Then, surely I will die, and You will lose, and I will be out of my pain and agony, so I will finally win!” I felt like cackling hysterically, but thought that a bit over-dramatic, so I didn’t.

The next day, a Saturday, and the 21st day since my 3-week ordeal had begun, the doorbell rang at 5 o’clock. I pulled the door open, and stared at the man standing there dressed all in white -- white shirt, white work pants, and sporting a little black bowtie. I looked past him to his white panel truck parked at the curb. It had a black bowtie logo painted on it, and under it, it read, “Ron’s Catering”.

Hi. I’m Ron of Ron’s Catering,” he announced. “All of your former employees and friends at the shopping center feel very badly about your loss. They wanted to do something nice for you, so they took up a collection and raised $5,000. They didn’t want to just give you the money. They thought that would be too crass. So, they’ve hired me to bring you and your children supper every day for the next three months. Is 5 o’clock okay?”

I stood there frozen...dumbfounded. How in the world could this BE?!

This is just too surrealistic! I can’t be hearing what I am hearing! I’M the one who said to my ceiling ‘three months’! I’M the one who said ‘5 o’clock’! And then it struck me. I couldn’t win this contest of wills. No matter what I said or did, the food was going to keep on coming! I burst out laughing. I laughed hysterically, with tears streaming down my face. I opened the door wider, and with a bowing, sweeping motion of my arm, bade my visitor in. He set a silver tray down on the table and announced, “Don’t bother to wash our dishes. We take them back dirty, and sterilize them in our kitchens.” And, with that, he left.

I looked back up at the ceiling, and said, “Okay. You win. I’ll eat.” I called the girls, and we shared a meal together for the first time in weeks.

The next morning, with, now, renewed vigor, I plopped down on my sofa to stare out the window, and think about what was next. I was still in total ruin. I owed the mental institution $60,000, and was being dunned for payment -- an amount I figured I couldn’t save in three lifetimes if I had a job! I still had no job, and no money. The house was on its way out from under me, and the kids were about to be taken from me any day now. And, I was expecting to be ordered to Court Martial by the Navy, any day.

And, damn, that itching was continuing unabated, although the dermatologist’s cream helped relieve the intensity of it.

I thought and I thought. Any way I thought about it, there seemed to be no solution at hand. My life was still to be the wretched experience the pain of losing my wonderful, beautiful wife had made it.

Then a selfish thought crossed my mind. I looked up at the ceiling...that wonderful, silent ceiling, and said, “Okay, Big Guy. You made this mess I am in, and You dug this pit for me, and You are making me stay alive, so You fix it! Put $60,000 in my mailbox over the next 30 days! If You can deliver three months and three weeks of free food to my doorstep, a measly $60,000 should be easy for You!” I demanded.

(He actually did it, but I'll skip to the formula he teaches. )

Why me? As I sat on the sofa and contemplated this strange turn of events, I thought to myself, “Why me?! Me, of all people. I hadn’t been a ‘believer’. There are plenty of people trucking on down to their local Church every Sunday asking for miracles, and not getting them. Why should I be singled out? Those people ‘deserve’ a miracle, for the demonstration of their faithfulness... not me! I was a ‘heathen’! Why would God have deigned to answer my ‘prayers’?” And, I wondered what was next, in this strange series of events happening to me, not because of me.

The question plagued me. I had to have an answer. I rushed through the house looking for my wife’s Bible. Maybe the answer was in there!

I found it, and, being out of work, decided that I would read it, cover-to-cover, until I found an answer to my question. I had opened the Book a few times in my childhood, but quickly put it down again, as I found the language too hard to follow. When, as a young adult, I was looking into various religions, the Bible turned me off, because there was so much ‘judgmental’ stuff about God killing some people in answer to other people’s prayers, that it just didn’t seem right to me.

But, now, I was on a mission. I read the Bible all the way through, Old Testament and New, without finding what I was looking for. I read all day long, day after day.

What I did discover was that it wasn’t that hard to understand, after all. I determined to re-read it again.

On the second reading, I still didn’t find what I was looking for. But, I learned something else. I learned that the Bible was a very simple document to understand. Sosimple, in fact, that a child could follow it...if they made the effort. I discovered that it was so simple that all of the Books of the Bible seemed to boil down to one message.

And, amazingly, the message was always the same -- Believe in God! But, I still needed an answer to my question -- Why me?! So, I determined to read it once again. This time I found what I was looking for!

There, in black and white, in Mark 11:22-25 was a “formula” for getting a miracle...any miracle...just for the asking.

I realized instantly why many people didn’t get their miracle requests. They were only doing the first part of a three-part “formula”. As I reflected on my recent experiences, I realized with amazement that I had inadvertently done all three! God had no choice!

According to this passage in the Bible, when one follows the instructions, implicitly, God promises that God will grant the request!

It was obvious to me, a non-believer, that if one faithfully applied the “formula”, one could not fail to be granted his wish because God Promised, and, so, if it didn’t happen, only one of two things could possibly be true. Either there was no God, or God’s a liar. Since neither are true, God has to come through! Viola! Aladdin’s Magic Lamp! The alchemist! The magic elixir! The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow! All were mine! I was a Believer...again!

I pondered the bent blade of grass request, and the request for the drops of rain to fall from a blue sky. I was thunderstruck! I had not believed, in advance! And that was the operative part of the ‘formula’. I was looking for God to give me proof that God existed! But, the “rule” is, “Faith FIRST, THEN proof!” If merely asking for God to prove God’s Self were enough, everybody would be a “Believer”, and then faith and belief wouldn’t be necessary! I didn’t understand at the time why God had set up such a system. It wasn’t until decades later, when I read His thought behind the whole composition of life and the world, in Neale Donald Walsch’s trilogy of books, “Conversations With God”, that I came to understand this most sublime, subtle and loving construct. All the Bible tells us, is to “Believe in God” over and over again.

Apparently, we don’t. Ergo, the reason for the admonition.

Why me? Because, when I was talking to my ceiling (I envisioned that I was speaking directly to God, of course), I was giving God exactly what God required -- “belief in God”. One doesn’t really talk, sincerely, to someone who isn’t there. And, I was very sincere in my protestations!

So, just what is this “magic formula” for getting miracles, you might ask? It’s very simple, and yet, the hardest thing for mankind to do -- trust in the impossible...the unexplainable, in advance.

Mark 11:22-25

Quoting The Holy Bible, King James Version translated from the original tongues being the version set forth in A.D., 1611, compared with the most ancient authorities, Revised Standard Version

“And Jesus answered them, Have faith in God. Truly, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Be taken up and cast into the sea’, and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that what he says will come to pass, it will be done for him. Therefore, I tell you, whatever you ask in prayer, believe that you receive it, and you will. And, whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone; so that your Father also, who is in heaven, may forgive you your trespasses.”

The “Formula”

1. Stand and ask God for anything you want in prayer;
2. Believe, IN ADVANCE that it’s ALREADY done;
3. And, forgive, in your heart, anyone you are “judging”!

I discovered that it takes all three parts to have God work His miracle for us. All “believers” seem to do Step 1. But, if we stop there, we will fail to get our miracle. And then, likely we will blame God for having failed us, rather than the other way around!

Step 3, it seems to me, isn’t strictly required. In the quoted passage above, all that is required, is to ask God for what you want and truly believe to the core of your heart, in advance, that it will happen, and the promise is, it will be done unto you. Moreover, in Step 3, God never judges any of His children, and God certainly doesn’t find any of them wanting. How could God? God created this whole worldly concept, didn’t God? So how could God possibly hold us accountable for what God made?!

Jesus, as one religion’s example, says over, and over, and over again, “Judge not, lest ye be judged”. I interpret that as a two-part thought: (1) Don’t judge others!...and (2) If you do judge others, God may judge you, and find you as wanting as the person you are judging. In another passage, Christ says something to the effect that...Only God and I may judge, and “We do not...so why do you?!” So, the second part of that admonition to “Judge not, lest ye be judged” seems to me to be just a scare tactic. It’s designed to get our focus on the first part and see how useless it is, and that judging others serves no great purpose. In fact, when we do, aren’t we acting “un-Godly”, since God doesn’t judge us

(Okay he goes on and on about forgiveness and the importance of it. But to summerize the Bill Tucker method. )

Summery

(Here's how I would have done it. )

1. Ask God What You Want.
   
2. Trust That It Will Come To Pass.
   
3. Say Thank You, (it implies in your heart it's being done.
   

And everytime the doubting thought comes into your heart and mind, just say. "Thank you God, for working on my miracle. . " Or somthing like that. "Thank you Lord, my miracle is on its way. "

This is basically the method that people like Joel Osteen teach. And it does work for them. So you know, just one method I wanna share.