I was walking home after a short half day at work today (I took an extra 3.5 hours to make some extra money on my day off.) and I noticed up ahead of me a man walking with a cane. He was quite bow legged and seemed to be in pain. I approached him and asked if he was in pain and explained that I pray for people and Jesus heals them and asked if I could do that for him. He said, "No, that's ok." It then dawned on me that he looked very familiar. So I asked if I had ever prayed for him before, stating that he looked very familiar. With a smile on his face, he said that I gave him a Bible before and that he still had it. Then it hit me that this was Wesley the first nations man who I met last February with whom I had prayed and who had also accepted the Lord. I told him how good it was to see him and said, "So, you are still dealing with that?" and pointed at his legs. He said "Ya, I have my surgery scheduled for March." I told him I was going to pray for him anyway. He said "ok." this time. He closed his eyes and bowed his head. I placed my hand on his chest and commanded all pain to go, I told his bones to shift, told his cartilage, muscles, tendons, ligaments, nerves, all to be healed in Jesus' name. I said the "the kingdom of heaven has come upon you, be healed, Jesus is healer and Lord, no need for surgery in March. I loose life and peace and healing head to toe" (Honestly, not that any of those words is necessary, because it is all by faith, regardless of what you say.). I asked him how it was. He started to walk a bit and said it felt a bit better. I felt to just leave it at that (he did seem to be in a bit of a rush) and took his hand to shake it before letting him go saying "It was good to see you brother, take care." and patted him on the back as he walked away.
As I walked away I thanked the Lord for letting me see him again and thought about how the devil will sometimes try to get back on us with the very thing we were once healed from. I commanded the devil to get off him in Jesus' name as I continued on. After I got about 50 feet or so away from where we had met, I heard him yelling at me from behind. I turned around to see him and he had his cane in the air, holding it by the lower end of the cane, waving it back and forth with a big grin on his face. I waved back to him. I assumed by the gesture that he was healed again.
As I walked home, I thought about how nice it must have been for him to have run into someone who believes the Lord for healing and to have it released it into him when he was in pain and has an appointment for surgery ahead. I thought about how I would sure like to run into a Christian that believes and does that if I am ever in a real need like that. Believe with me that it does not come back and no surgery is ever needed, won't you?
Grace, peace and love in Jesus Christ!
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