One morning in 2007, I got up with no pain in my back or legs at all. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I was able to bounce up from the bed when previously, I had to roll over very carefully and then sit up slowly. If not, the pain would be excruciating and tears would formed in my eyes. I told Grace to place the walking stick in the car… just in case the pain would return. That was how little my faith was as to my own healing.
It’s many years now from that first painless day. God was apparently saying to me that if I would allow sunshine to shine on others, He would allow sunshine to shine on me. He also confirmed that He was the One doing the healing and I was only the channel. Then the best comfort of all was that He affirmed that since I was willing to lay hands on others, in spite of my own painful condition, He had personally come to lay hands upon me. I have also learned that in spite of one’s health condition, one should always rejoice in the healing miracles of others. This is the God who loves us even though we may never fully understand how He operates. His way is always higher than ours.