A word for healing
On Father’s Day Sunday my husband and I were visiting The Dwelling with our son, Nate, and his family. The Saturday before we had gone swimming in a friend’s pool. As I was stepping onto the steps down into the pool my foot slipped and I slid all the way down the steps into the water. I’m 69 years old and everyone was afraid I had hurt myself. I seemed ok I thought, only slight pain on my backside.
That evening my left arm began to bother me, then during the night it got worse and interrupted my sleeping. But I didn’t say anything about it to the family. I thought I must have tried to catch myself as I slipped down the steps.
During the service at The Dwelling that Sunday, Pastor Gunter shared that a member had come to him earlier and said he felt the Lord told him that morning that He wanted to heal peoples’ shoulders. When ask if anyone had pain in their left shoulder I raised my hand. Even though my upper left arm was mostly in pain, my shoulder was aching and I knew the pain was connected. He asked for the people around those who raised their hand to gather around them and pray for healing. Several people prayed for me.
Afterward he asked if anyone felt better or healed but no one raised their hand, neither did I because my pain was still there. I knew sometimes healing is a process not an instant miracle. Then he asked for people to lay hands again and pray for those needing healing in their shoulder. This time more people prayed for me and more intentional. My arm stopped hurting as bad, it was only a very slight ache now. When Pastor Gunter again asked if anyone felt better, I immediately raised my hand. Before I had been distracted by the pain which kept me from being fully engaged in the service, but now I could totally concentrate on what God was doing and the Word being taught. I was elated! The ache gradually left as the day went on and my shoulder started feeling better also soon. I knew God healed it quicker than normal because of His word released to heal that day and people’s prayers of faith. - Aleta