Healing

On our way to Pastor Kuldeep's house after our village ministry in the van, he was sharing three stories about healing. Some of us were asleep when he was telling these stories but Elder John filled us in later. One of the stories he was sharing was actually about the woman in the village that we had just met. She had a hole in her heart, and she had no aids, no hope. As she was suffering, people came to pray for her, and she was healed by the Lord. She was so amazed by this miraculous healing in her life that she shared this story to the people in the village and witnessed the power of God. As soon as I heard this, my heart literally cringed and sank. I felt like I had a hole in my heart.

While Pastor Kuldeep was sharing about the last healing story, suddenly one of the pastors in the van got a phone call. This was when we were woken up by what sounded like a series of painful sobs of a woman. Confused and startled, we woke up and started to join others in prayer without fully knowing what was going on. After the voice over the phone had quieted down we were told that it was actually the wife of one of the pastors in the van who had called in the middle of the healing stories. She was suffering in pain, and had called her husband for prayer.

Why is it so hard to believe that something like this happened, even though it happened right in front of my eyes, and to the people I physically met and shook hands with? Why is it a surprise? Didn't I always believe that Our God is a real God who works miracles every day? I have heard so many stories about miraculous healings such as this even in my own family, so why is it so hard to have faith that God does heal? Why do we not expect this kind of healing in places like North America? Isn't God the same mighty powerful God in every country, every corner of the earth?

God is real. God listens. and He heals.

I need to be the first one to have that mustard seed size of faith.