On a recent day spent in Londonderry/Derry, it was just such a blessing to see God at work again. It was a long, and tiring day, and it was a wonderful blessing not only to be with my now very good friend Davy, but to have another very dear friend, Michael Gerner, with me. I’ve got to know Michael well over the past few months, and he really blessed me by offering to drive me to Derry – a lovely respite for my legs, which are taking their time to recover from the fall I had a few weeks ago. It was even more of a blessing, as Michael lives in Carrickfergus, which, compared to Bangor, is well on the way to Londonderry, and 45 minutes’ drive from me.
To have another faith-filled pray-er, was wonderful – Davy’s faith is growing exponentially, and Michael is from a line of faith-filled believers. Sickness didn’t stand a chance! As always, many of the names have disappeared from brain (!), but we prayed with a lovely lady, Irene, who, in recent visits, has been healed of fibromyalgia, osteoparosis, osteoarthritis in many parts of her body, especially hips and knees. Irene was suffering with a trapped sciatic nerve, which was so excruciating that she was falling over. If you’ve ever had one, you’ll know that a trapped sciatic nerve is totally debilitating, and the pain is indescribable. Irene was healed instantly, which began a train of events related to her that was wonderful. Her sister, Yvonne, in her 70s I’d guess, had had three strokes some 8 years ago: the third had left her totally paralysed, and she’d been in an old people’s home since. She had no movement, even in her hands. While we were with her, God began the miracle: she began to grip Davy’s hand, and even th change in her face said that something significant was happening. She had tingling in her body, which she’d had no ability to feel for those 7 years. Davy called me Friday: Irene had called him, she’d been with Yvonne tht afternoon. While looking away to talk to another resident, Yvonne sat up, and was sitting on the side of the bed when Irene turned back to her. Then she stood up, and began to move…. what happens in the next few days will be incredible!
In the next room to her was a lady in her 90’s, who’d had no movement in her legs for a very long time. By the time we left her, she was ‘high-kicking’ her legs – and that’s increased since. She’ll be walking this week….. Opposite her, in another room, was a lovely lady who’d had to have both legs amputated. She’d had no feeling in the stumps, though she had experience ‘phantom’ pain in the lower halves of her legs that weren’t there. This day, she felt heat and tingling in her legs: her astonishment was evident! 20+ years ago, God grew a brand leg for a lady in a mountain village in India, she only had a small stump at the base of her butt, she’d been born with muscular dystrophy, and her leg had totally withered and gone 30-35 years earlier. To hold the stump, and see and feel a new leg grow, is a feeling I’ll never, ever forget – watching a calf, knee, shin, ankle, and foot grow as my right arm moved with the growth, was just indescribable – all in about 1 minute. I’m believing the same thing is going to happen for that dear lady…. it was a medical error that had caused her legs to be amputated in the first place. God’s going to bless her….
It was yet another day when everyone prayed was either healed, or the healing process began. We must have visited about 6 homes, plus the old people’s home, and prayed for a dozen to 15 people at least….
God, you blow me away…. I posted this on Facebook the other day, and it’s so true:
- I believe in God.
- Not because my parent s told me to.
- Not because a church told me to.
- But because I’ve experienced how awesome he is.
And I haven’t even scratched the surface of his awesomeness yet….