Healing?

I spent several days last week on my feet, lifting and moving heavy things, in preparation for this.  I am not in the greatest physical shape and was feeling it by Thursday night.  After a few more hours of this work Friday afternoon, my back hurt so badly that I could hardly stand up straight, let alone walk.  Clearly that whole lift with your legs and not your back thing had escaped me.  This had the potential to be a huge problem because I needed to be on my feet on Saturday for the big event.  Friday night I went to bed with a heating pad and lots of Advil.

Saturday morning rolled around and I was still in pain.  After a long hot shower and more Advil, I made it out to the festival grounds at about 7:30 AM, knowing I would be on my feet until about 12:00 Sunday morning.  The pain in my back was so bad that I was close to tears.  Then, two of the volunteers that I was working with asked if they could lay hands on me and pray.  Now, as a Christian, I certainly believe that God heals people, however I was pretty skeptical that He would choose to heal me.  I mean really, why would He?  In desperation, I allowed these two spirit-filled people lay hands on me and pray.  I was in awe at how the pain began to slip away.  The faith of these two strangers was amazing!  God heard their plea and I was able to be on my feet for 17 hours!  The festival was amazing.  There is no doubt that He was present.

We serve an awesome God!