Healing and Miracles
This is a story about something that happened back in 1985. I had just started going into a small Pentecostal church in Dresser, WI. There were maybe 100 people in there on a Sunday, but they believed in the gifts of the Spirit. I only knew about what I had read in the Bible, and these things were new to me. I had seen these people laying hands on people to receive healing for various things, and heard some of the testimonies and healing reports when they got healed. I thought that that was fine for them, but I would never do it. I wasn't that kind of person. I didn't want to get into it that much, but I was glad that God was doing something in their lives. He was supposed to do that, you know.
One day I was sitting at home, watching television, when my daughter Annie came over to my chair. She was about ten years old at the time. She loved to do gymnastics, and her newest thing was the back flips. "Watch this, Mom," she said to me, and I looked to see which other new trick she was going to show me. She did one of those flips, but as she came up, her arm hit the heavy wooden arm on my chair with such force, that I knew that something was very wrong. I looked at her, lying on the floor, holding her arm, and crying. I looked at her arm, and saw that the bone was in two pieces, and the skin was broken and scratched and cut where it had hit the chair arm.
The first thing that went through my head was "I don't have enough money to go to the doctor." My insurance had a $100 deductible, and I didn't have it. What was I going to do?
The next minute, I found myself down on the floor with my daughter, praying for restoration, that God would completely heal this arm, and restore it to it's original state. When I was finished praying, I got up off the floor, and wondered what I should do next. I thought to myself, "Well, I guess I will wait for a half and hour and see if her arm blows up like a balloon. Then, I guess I will have to take her into the doctor." I tried to tie her arm up in a scarf, to make a crude sling, but Annie wouldn't let me touch it anymore. She said that it hurt too much.
I sat down in my chair, and started watching television again, fully expecting to have to bring her into the doctor in a little while. Exactly half an hour later, my daughter started screaming at me in the kitchen. She was extremely excited, and was waving her arm around in the air, and turning it every way that you can. "I can move my arm, Mom! I can move my arm!" I went into the kitchen to see what was going on, and saw that her arm was perfectly whole. The bone was back to normal, and as straight as it had ever been, and even the scratches and scrapes had disappeared.
God had done a miracle, and completely restored her arm, and had showed me something in the bargain. He showed me that healing was real, and that it was not for just certain people in the church. These sign follow those who believe... I was a believer, so I qualified. If you are a believer, God will work through you, too. God is not a "respecter of persons", all he wants is an available person that is obedient to what he says. If He says that believers will lay hands on the sick, and they will recover, then he needs believers to be willing to do that. Are you willing? Has God done something in your life? Please send me an email, and let me know about it too.
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