Ok, I just want to share with you something that happened last month, as well as test out if I can do a post from my laptop, which would be so handy.
Well you wait all your life to see an actual miracle happen and then two come along nearly together. Now both these things that I am going to tell you about I have seen on YouTube, and heard about, and have no reason to doubt the tellers of the tale. But, that is not the same as seeing it for yourself.
So the first miracle. A man in our church, middle aged, three children, teacher, very upright and sober, his parents are in the same church and they also are very upright, sober people, full of integrity. I have known him since he was a teenager. I am just painting a picture of him so that you realise that if he made anything up, his children and parents would have soon shouted out. Well he had been having a bad time of it lately especially at work being a supply teacher, you never know what school you will be in, or even if you will be needed anywhere so financially it can be scary. Well one night he didn't sleep very well and had a feeling that God was going to do something, he didn't know what, but just something. He went to school that day and ate an apple but a piece of skin got stuck between his back teeth and wouldn't come out. He worried at it all day and when he came home, in annoyance went to the bathroom to see if he could get it out. He looked in the mirror and instead of seeing his usual tooth that needed a filling, there before him was a total gold tooth. Now this was a tooth that needed a dentist, but not anymore. It looks exactly like a tooth but is gold.
I have heard of this happening so many times and have seen them on Yutube, but to see one in the flesh, so to speak, from someone I know and trust, that is another thing. At the moment he is waiting to get it xrayed for free from a Christian dentist he knows. This happened at a time when he needed to know that his Daddy God in heaven would and could look after and provide for him.
Miracle number two. There is a thing called 'Healing on the Streets'. It does what it says, a group of people regularly go out on the streets, set up with some chairs and anyone walking by who wants prayers for healing or anything, can go and sit on a chair and people will pray for you. All vey simple. Well I went for the training days that was to be Friday evening and Saturday morning, and then in the afternoon we was going out on the street to practice what we had learnt. The man who was training us was the very man who had set up the whole 'Healing on the Streets', originally.
We had just finished training on the Saturday and ready for lunch then out on the street we were going, when Mark the trainer said, he would just give us a quick demo of what we would be doing. He asked if there was anyone sick who would like prayer. He picked the person who put his hand up first, an elderly man in his early to mid seventies (I think, forgive me if your not). He asked him the problem and he said that his knees and hips hurt when he walked, or stood for any length of time, and reckoned he had a bit of arthritis. Mark got him to sit down and put his legs out, and yes there was a difference in leg length. Three times he had him stand and sit back down with his hips and bottom fully into the back of the chair and every time there was the same difference in leg length. Now this wasn't a tiny difference but a good one and a half to two inches. I don't think the man could see really as he was tall with very long legs, but I was at the feet end and very close, as Mark had told us all to gather round.
A lot of people videoed on their phones what happened next but I hadn't thought to take mine out of my bag and wasn't going to lose my front row place to get it.
So there he sat with his legs out in front of him, Mark lightly taking the weight of his legs with his fingers placed gently under his Achilles tendons. I was determined not to blink and miss anything and kept my eyes wide open and watched. Mark only said a couple of words and I can't remember what, and then suddenly his leg began to move. It wasn't so much that the we saw the leg grow longer as he was obviously wearing trousers, but more that the gap between the two feet slowly and steadily disappeared until both heels were beside one another and the legs of equal length. The man sat quite still in his chair, no one was pulling on his leg, nothing else moved, except we stood and watched one foot move slowly down until they were both of equal length. It was one of those wow, moments.
I am told by my minister (who has seen it happen before) that he was watching my face and he said my eyes grew bigger and bigger like saucers as I watched. Well as you can imagine we went out with a high expectancy rate on to the street after lunch when it was our turn. At the end of about two and a half hours on the street, we all got called over to finish up and go home. The man who now had two legs the same, had been standing on a corner giving out leaflets about what we were up to, he came running and skipping cross the road with a big grin on his face. He was pain free. No aching hips and knees like he normally had, his wife agreeing with him that usually by now he would be complaining of the pain. What a wonderful God.
Now I have known lots of people become free from pain after prayer, my husband being one of them on many occasions,
but this was the first time I had actually seen a miracle as it happened and with the tooth something that can be seen.
So that is my tale of the two miracles and I just hope I get to see many more.
I am a wife of 42 years. A mother of 2 children of 40 and 41. My baby is a girl and my eldest a boy.
I have 7 grand'kids ranging from age 22 to 12 and 2 great g'kid. That's way too many for a women of my age.
I have been a christian for about 27 years.