Yesterday, I went to McDonalds with Tasha, Mary, Hannelize, William, Beth and the kids.
Tasha and I got there first. And, a real little boy had just fallen off his table and cracked his head open. He was crying loudly. They were calling an ambulance.
I went up and asked if I could pray for the boy. The mom, who had him in her arms, said yes.
I prayed, and the boy immediately stopped crying. I prayed a little more, and he turned his face to see me. Power was going into him. I knew it. He could feel it. I knew he was healed.
He did too, I believe.
God had it all set up. It’s amazing how the LORD works. It’s just amazing. He knew that that boy would fall and arranged it for me to be there at that minute. Wow.