This morning I woke up a little blue. I told God about it and he sent me the following story. As I was getting mum up I read from John White's book on Nehemiah:
'Years ago in a daily prayer meeting missionary prayer-letter files were passed around. One morning my file contained a letter from a missionary in the Philippians. In it she described her hospitalisation in Manila for spinal tuberculosis. Her condition was serious and at that time called for a prolonged period in a sanitorium in a body cast. Unexpectedly (for the woman was a stranger to me) I was not only profoundly shaken but found myself virtually insisting the God heal her right away.
My prayer was remarkable in that I did not believe such healing was possible, and so I was both astounded by the content of the prayer and the urgency of my own prayer. I suppose you could say that the Holy Spirit was allowing me to "see" two realities--the need of the young missionary, and God's power to do something my theology and medical experience told me was impossible. To the astonishment of her physician, this woman in the Philippians was miraculously healed that same day and soon after became my wife.'
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