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HopeOfZion |
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That was a great testimony of the healing of Mrs. Johnson. Certainly the gift of healing!
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rickard |
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I recall two times when I requested healing from God for family members and the request was granted. I do not recall which incident happened first but the
details of each healing are forever etched in my memory.
My wife had gone to the doctor and been diagnosed with pneumonia. She had fallen to sleep that night, and I was feeling so bad for her because her breathing was raspy and labored. She was lying facing away from me. I put my hand on her back and prayed for God to heal her. Instantly her breathing became normal. When she woke up the next morning, I reminded her of the pneumonia and explained to her how she had been healed. We both praised God. My daughter had broken her arm. She was somewhere around 10 to 12 years old. This was a common occurrence.. She seemed to have a cast on one of her extremities each time summer vacation rolled around. The doctor showed me the x-ray. There was a clearly visible crack across the middle of her radius bone. Later, I heard the testimony from one of my sisters in Christ at church. She said she had an identical injury while traveling and had see the x-ray. When she came home and went to her own doctor, he x-rayed her arm again. He refused to believe that the arm had been broken because there was no scar on the bone. I was thinking about her on my daughter's next doctor's visit. While waiting to be seen, I asked God to heal her arm. I was immediately certain that she had been healed. I thought about insisting that the cast be removed and the arm x-rayed, but was pretty sure they wouldn't do it. Months later, the cast was removed. Sure enough, there was no scar on the bone. The doctor, who had not been the one to do the original x-rays was puzzled. He concluded that the break must have been somewhere on the end of the bone where the scar would not show. We did not feel led to ask him to view the original x-rays. My daughter, son, and I had all seen them and knew what this meant. We knew she had been healed. Now, brother Doug. As I recently told you in an E-mail message There is something I do not understand. Both of these conditions were curable. Since then, I have asked for healing of incurable conditions, and nothing has happened. I am sure that all my questions will eventually be answered. In the meantime, here is my story as requested. God bless. Rick. |
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HopeOfZion |
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Thank you brother!
I am - myself - struggling with a seemingly incurable health issue, though ones we overcome naturally, colds, and flu, etc., I seem to get the victory over now. What would be the difference between these things, and the incurable? Is it simply how we think on them - a difficulty of our faith? |
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rickard |
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That's what I think, brother. But I don't understand what comes in play or exactly how. I don't just believe God can heal. I know He can heal. I
believed it even before I saw it with my own eyes. There are times I know just what to pray for. And I know that God will answer that prayer. I can feel the
Spirit's assurance. That sort of prayer is always answered. In fact, it is always answered just the way I asked. I don't mean to get off subject, but I
have often wondered what the difference is between those times and other times. Not expecting anyone to have all the answers. Just wondering what you all
think.
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HopeOfZion |
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It seems to me the difference would be our level of faith.
When you are able to discern the will of God, or have an assurance as to what you are to pray for, and how ... your faith is sufficient, having the assurance of it being right. When we do not feel this assurance, there is room for doubt. |
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rickard |
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How does one go about obtaining such faith? It seems to me that even though the early Christians had been with Jesus and had even interacted with the
resurrected Christ, they were timid and ineffectual until the day of Pentecost. Then they changed the world. I feel that I need some sort of
"anointing" or "endowment" to make a difference. This has to come from outside myself. I am trying to be obedient in all things, and
letting God direct my path. Still, I find that I mess up a lot. I don't think that I could ever do anything to deserve it. Any thoughts?
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