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had the chills. My vision faded in and out. The living room
was on the second floor, and as I staggered up the stairs,
I wasn’t sure that I would make it. I collapsed on the
top stair, not moving, trying to will the dizziness and nausea
away. I somehow managed to drag myself onto the couch where
I lay, every muscle in my body shaking. I was having convulsions.
I tried to stop myself from shaking so hard, but when I tried
to control my limbs and chest, my teeth began to chatter and
my head throbbed. I tried to ride it out. Instead of getting
better, it got worse, if that were possible—and I was
home alone.
I lay there for an hour, convulsing
so hard that my body nearly bounced off the couch. I couldn’t
form a prayer. I couldn’t even think. My mind was completely
occupied with trying to cope with the pain.
Then there came a voice. “Jesus
Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” It
wasn’t a prayer or a thought, and I know now that it
wasn’t a hallucination. It didn’t come from within
me. It was a voice, and the instant I heard it my whole body
went quiet. I stopped shaking.
As I suddenly lay still, my
mind was a blur and I half expected the shaking to start up
again, but it didn’t. I was healed—instantly and
completely healed! Soon I was able to get up and I continued
with my day as though I had never been sick.
There have been times since
when I have been sick and relief didn’t come as quickly
as it did that day, but I understand now that healing is a
gift. That day when I was as sick as I’ve ever been,
when I was so sick I couldn’t even form a word to pray,
I received that gift. When I couldn’t even lift a hand
to reach out to Jesus, He reached out His and took mine.
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