Well, my memory’s starting to kick in, so today it was much harder to decide what to put in here. I got an email from Britt, too, telling me a couple. I’ll give you one of his today, and a short one from me.
Â What’s funny is the one I’m going to tell is only from about two weeks ago. One of the ladies–it’s strange referring to her that way when I’ve known her since she was ten–was two weeks past the due date for her pregnancy. The midwives decided to give her castor oil to try to induce labor before they went to the hospital. This mother’s first baby was born in the hospital, and we were really hoping this second one wouldn’t have to be.
One of the sisters in my house told us in tears about the difficulties of the first birth and how she really wanted this mom to be able to have to have the baby at home. This was at breakfast, so our house prayed together, children and all. Sometimes it’s hard to know what to pray,Â and so, rather than a lengthy prayer telling GodÂ how he should help her,Â I prayed: “Father, please let the baby come quickly and everyone be safe and healthy.” At that point, I felt faith come, and I was pretty sure she’d have the baby that day. I’m not really a great man of faith; it’s hard for me to feel certain about anything, so I was only pretty sure. A better Christian would have had much greater confidence, I’m sure of that.
Anyway, the baby came that night in a two-hour labor! We hardly had time to get the word out and pray during her labor because the baby came so quick.
That first one could have just been a coincidence (yeah, right), so here’s Britt’s. Britt sent me three. I actually liked his third one, which he said was thrown on for free, best. You have to wait for it, though. One at a time.
In his words:
Becca and I were part of group that God hijacked to go to Fiji.Â I say hijacked because we were all saving up money to go to Australia for a vacation, but a week before we were supposed to go, we were approached with an opportunity to visit another missionary in Fiji.Â We hadn’t finalized our trip for Australia, so it was easy to just shift gears.Â Within a week we all had tickets and got stuff together to bless the village in Fiji (it had been hit hard by a hurricane the previous season).
The night before we were to leave, we were all at one family’s apartment, packing up, and one of our group began to complain of some serious pain in her knee that seriously affected her mobility.Â Becca was sitting on the floor before this woman with pain in her knee.Â Becca just reached out, laid her hand on the woman’s knee, and prayed a very short prayer for healing.Â The woman was immediately healed.Â The pain was immediately gone.Â We really praised the Lord that evening.