Thanks the Lord with me!
On Friday I stepped on a small piece of round fire wood and turned my left ankle. To top that as I was stumbling trying to get my balance, I stepped in a hole and twisted it further! I knew at seventy-five this kind of injury could takes weeks to heal. And I have weeks of work ahead of me preparing to sell part of my property. Later that day Rick Lewis, a Blood brother, called. I cried on his shoulder about it and asked,
“When we hang up, will you pray for me?”
“I’ll pray right now!” he exclaimed and he did. There was no change. When I went to bed the pain was so bad I tried to keep the covers off my left foot with my right foot.
The next morning I got up to a completely healed ankle and went to work. It was so healed I jumped across our creek, which is about four and a half feet across, and landed on my left foot when I went to the house for something. I thought, I really am healed! I can’t thank the Lord Most High enough for the recovery.
