I saw a woman limping very badly as she walked in a rocking motion up the street with her friend. I offered to pray explaining that I was a Christian. She said she was a Christian and that I could pray for her.
I said I noticed her walk – she said that her walk reminded her of God … I hesitated thinking what madness that she would think this was from God to remind her of Him. I said nothing to dispute her view, but asked if her hip was the problem. She replied that she had suffered a stroke …
I told her my name and asked if I could place my hand on her to pray for healing and as I did I gently placed my hand on her shoulder … she seemed to be pull away and as she did ever so slightly she said “if it is God’s will”. I said it was God will she be healed …
I asked the Holy Spirit to come, and thanked God that His word said that we would lay hands on the sick and they would be healed … she looked concerned. I released healing in the name of Jesus and she seemed to rock a bit. She then backed away saying quickly as she went … “if it is God’s will” … I replied, as she walked away, “it is God’s will” …
I knew to say nothing more – there was no point in arguing the case on the street.
I left the encounter sad.
This woman was a Christian, yet she believed that God had given her a limp to remember Him by … I later thought how I would feel if one of my children said I had hurt them on purpose, or let them be hurt and stay disabled, as a reminder for them of me …
Somehow, she had got it muddled.
It was sad that she viewed God in such a way … as Jesus says:
God did not give her that limp – and He did not want her to keep it!
I wish I could say she was healed there on the street. I know God wanted her healed; otherwise He would not have had me stop to pray for her.
She ran away and so I couldn’t ask … yet as I write I Have a sense of hope because perhaps she was healed … perhaps she will be healed … I know He would love to do it anyway, because …
God is Good!