Sunday, June 10, 2012

MIRACLE # 7 --- "HE TOUCHED ME"

Sometimes I'm overwhelmed by the kindness and grace of our dear Father. Every once in a while, when I am cleaning house and running up and down the stairs, I remember how easy it is now... and how tough it could have been for a "time, and times, and half a time" before.
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In November, 2005, I was visiting Susie

 
On Saturday evening, the night before I was leaving, I was leaning across a chair and reaching towards Susie to hand her something. I suddenly had a tear in my lower left leg. It hurt big time. As I tried to walk through the house down the halls or stairs, I could tiptoe or I could flat-foot, but I couldn't do anything in between without the pain and weakness hitting me significantly. I made it through the night, but the leg wasn't in great condition. And, in the morning, I was heading home.

My biggest concern? I would be driving about 550 miles and with one leg that was truly useful. Not that the left leg would keep me from driving -- since I didn't need to use it for the gas or brake pedals-- but climbing in and out of the car at rest areas and gas stations would be tough.

I decided to stop at a church in a very small town about 80 miles west of Susie's right before I hit the Interstate. 

 I had met the married pastor couple, Craig and Sonja, at a spiritual warfare meeting in another town on Wednesday evening when I was teaching about one of my main ministries. I knew they would be open to praying for my leg.

When I went into their church I was taken to a room where they and other leaders were meeting before the service was beginning. When Craig and Sonja saw me hobbling, they immediately said they would pray. They had me sit in the center of their group and laid hands on me, a couple ladies putting their hands on my leg. One especially kept rubbing the back of it from the calf to the heel. After about 10 minutes, sensing that my body had truly been touched, we "hallelujah"ed for a short while.  Then I needed to hit the road.  As I climbed in the car in the parking lot a small, very small, change had occurred. Even confident that the Lord had touched me, the pain wasn't gone, though, and I still struggled while walking.

However, it was amazing how things changed. Every time I stopped at a rest area, my leg improved. When I filled my gas tank, walking from the pump area to pay inside, the pain reduced; the twinging was still there, but less and less as the day's travel continued.

I reached home in the late afternoon. My husband, after talking with him and describing the pain the night before, assumed it was an Achilles tendon that had been torn. [I was told the same by a number of people, even nurses, both before and after the drive.] At that time we lived on the 3rd floor at an apartment building. Dave had already assumed I'd have to be held as I hopped up the stairs and then we'd be calling my doctor. 


He was as amazed as anyone could have been, because when I reached home, I could walk up the stairs without help. I could still feel some "twinginess", and, to be honest, sometimes felt a little nervous, wondering if the "healing" would somehow collapse. [My "faith" ain't perfect, even though He is.]

I was so blessed. During every one of the next few days the tightness and the "twinginess" reduced. Then it went away, entirely.

So, these years later, after that glorious healing, I am walking, and leaping, and praising God.
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Doesn't mean I haven't had other issues, some pretty consistent, as occurs to nearly everyone living in these "tents". I've even been told by Craig and Sonja that one reason I was healed was to encourage a couple of the new leaders who needed to understand that side of God's kindness to His kids. It was hoped that they would be continually willing to pray for those in need. I was just a "training tool".  Sure came out good for me!






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11 comments:

Wendy @ ECTaS said...

Hallelujah!

Jennifer Richardson said...

thanks for sharing
this sweet kiss from heaven
....faithful, faithful, faithful!
Oh how I love the way
He loves us
and is so amazing faithful:)
thankful with you,
Jen

TC Avey said...

praise God!

Anonymous said...

Jo, what a special miracle and what joy you are sharing to the world. I am so touched that you stopped at that little church and God provided the kind of people who understood "healing" and did it before their service began. "Later" or "There's not time now" or "We'll pray for you as you travel" words just don't work in situations like this. That is another miracle that I see through that whole day. I'm blessed just reading about it. Thanks for sharing.

Love,

Me

Cherry said...

Thankful for God's care for you - and thanks, too, for your visit and comment on my blog.

Hazel Moon said...

Thank you for sharing at Tell Me a Story. Your stories continue to amaze me as God showers you with his grace. Praise God that He still heals today!

Diane Ronzino said...

Joanne, I love reading about the miracles God has done for you. I love the glory He is getting! And the faith that it is building in others!

Hallelujah!

Gayle said...

Wow, we just need to come to the healing waters.

Saleslady371 said...

I love this story! This is truly our healing Jesus!

Jennifer @ GettingDownWithJesus.com said...

I'll join in on that hallelujah. ... I totally get what you mean about doubting whether the healing would "stick." And I appreciate how you said it: That even though our faith isn't perfect, God definitely is!

Oh ... and I would love to make a date with you sometime, friend. You bless me so. It would be a joy to meet you in person.

Ann Cocktale said...

God is so good! Thank you for sharing this sweet story of faith (yours and those who prayed.