Written on Wednesday 5th February 2013
In the September of 2012 while canoeing on the River Wye with
some of my friends, I was involved in a minor accident whereby the canoe I was
in capsized (click for story). I was fasting during this period and coincidentally, this was the
last day of my fast. Of all 3 of us involved, I was the only person who
sustained an injury – a dislocated left shoulder. I thank God for his grace that things were not
worse. The paramedics came out and
examined my arm, I hadn’t sustained any broken bones to God’s glory but I had
to immobilize my hand for a while. As
the healing process began, things just didn’t feel quite right with my hand, I would
hear clicks while swimming or exerting myself but I would always ignore these
until one eventful morning on 11th January 2013 (this was just 5
days before my birthday) It was one of those mornings when the bin men were
picking up the bins on a different day to the usual. I rushed out of bed in a
sleepy haze to hurriedly get my bin out after 2 weeks of stockpiling waste. In
my hurriedness, I missed a step and just as I was about the steady myself with
my left hand, I twisted my shoulder all over again. The pain was sharp and it
was like a frozen towel hit me in the face. I have been in so much pain in my
left hand since then. Things had gotten to the point where I wake up almost
every morning with my pinky and ring fingers completely numb. I also get
terrible pains in my wrist and shoulder blades.
Where is all this going you may ask? Well, a little more
patience my friends. On Tuesday 5th February 2013 I attended my 4th
Alpha course session titled “Why and How Should I pray” this is one of the
things I struggle with in my Christian life. Trying to get it right has always
been an obsession as well as knowing truly when God is speaking to me. The
session touched a chord with me and during the discussion sessions, the
presenter talked about the first prayer he prayed and God answered. He asked
for a bible and a few minutes later, his father called him over and gave him a
bible. For me, this was a reminder of
God’s promise to his children “Ask and it shall be given”
At the end of the session as always, Pastor asked if anyone
wanted special prayers for anything. I was tempted to be quiet and have the
session end so we could all go home but something within me spoke out and I
made a special request for God to heal my left shoulder. This was not the first time I had prayed for
healing in my left shoulder, but this time, it was different. I had made a conscious
decision prior to keep a prayer journal so I could list my prayers and then
check the answered ones so I can have a constant reminder of all that God has
done for me. As pastor’s wife touched my
left shoulder to pray for me, I just felt this really cool sensation in the
inside of my arm right from my neck to my finger tips. I knew in my heart that
something amazing was happening and I just tuned myself in to that
sensation. Driving home that night, my
left arm felt different. I went to sleep
with a feeling that my left arm was healed but still at the back of my mind, I
knew I had to wake up the following morning to see if I would have numb
fingers. To God’s glory I work up and my left arm felt as normal as my right
arm.
People, God healed my left arm! As I type this up on
Wednesday 6th February, I have joy in my heart and I am grateful for
God’s glory. I know in my heart that God is true, loving and kind and all we
need to do is believe in him and he will answer all the needs of our hearts. I would
like to encourage you all to not be afraid to ask God. I truly believe that my
story this morning would have been different if I hadn’t taken that step of
faith and placed my troubled limb in God’s hands.
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