Continued...I Believe in Miracles!

Ok, I was saying, "If God is God, He can do anything, Right??" So I left the hospital that day to go home and tell my husband what the doctor said, but also what God was going to do. On the way home, I saw this gas station that was closed, there was a phone booth out near the street, so I stopped and called my husband.

I knew my husband wasn't going to believe like I do, he is one of those...Doubting Thomases, he has to see it to believe it! So I call him and get him on the phone, I proceed to tell him what the doctor said. Then I proceeded to tell him that we were not going to do the surgery because God was going to heal Precious and before he could object I told him about the sermon I heard. He of course was voicing his opinion, but I flatly said, "If God is God, then He can do anything and if He can't, then I am not going to believe in Him." I then told him, "I love my child and if I could heal her I would and if God is my Father and His love is greater than mine, then He will heal Precious, if for no other reason than He loves her and He created her."

After I told him all that, I then told him I didn't want to hear anymore about it, that it was settled, that God was already working because I had prayed and no matter what the circumstances looked like, I was going to thank Him and Praise Him for healing her.

Then I got into my car and headed home. All that week, I just continued to thank God, praising Hm and talking to Him about how I knew He was able to do abundantly above all I could ask or think. At this time we were attending a little Baptist church and my husband Chuck went to the preacher and told him how I was believing for God to heal Precious. This preacher whom I will call Pastor B, advised Chuck God doesn't heal anymore, that healing went out with the Apostles and so on. Chuck came home convinced he was right and I again told him I didn't want to hear it, that he was not to talk to Precious or I about it, unless He was going to believe by faith God was going to heal her. So he did as I asked.

Later that next week, I began to feel an urge to take her to a church to be prayed for where they believed in healing. So I got a phone book and began to look for this particular church and found it, called and found out the times and told Chuck we were taking Precious there Sunday.

Sunday morning comes around and we go to this church. While there we were told there was a children's church for the kids so we took them over there. As we walk into the sanctuary, this church had canes, wheelchairs, and braces on the side and up on the wall. My husband looked at me and said, "you see that, the only reason they have all that up there is for money." I looked at Him and said, "no it isn't, God heals and those things have been left behind." He just shook his head at me, but I wasn't budging, if God is God, then He can do anything and I was going to take Him at His word.

Anyway, we stayed for the service and really enjoyed it. One of the ushers asked how we liked the service and we told him we loved it, but of course Chuck voiced his opinion and told him, he didn't buy all the healing stuff but he did enjoy the service and we would be back that night.

So we went to get the kids at childrens' church. We asked how they liked it and they were all saying they loved it and when could they come back. We told them we would come back that night.

to be continued tomorrow..........